Sylvester sat down at the cafe while her Pokemon were healing and ordered a Roserade tea. "Want something?" Asked Sylver.


"What would be the problem? It mostly depends on how your Pokemon feels about them, but there are some exceptions, like if the Pokemon is too dangerous or weak to be outside their ball" Rhys shuddered, thinking about Missy, if she got out and escaped, she'd kill him first. "A little time in a ball won't hurt any Pokemon" Rhys reassured him.

"I would but I don't have any money." Ailla said sitting down. Not noticing the smartly dressed man who walked into the Pokmon center. The man had an air of superiority around him. Tho he was in his older years as could be seen by his somewhat wrinkled face and dark grey hair. He was followed by a girl. She couldn't have been but a year older then Ailla. She was wearing what looked like a styled suite tailor fitted and the way she walked may have looked good in royal lands but here it just made her look like a jerk.


Damion didn't even wait for you to finish. As soon as you said 'to dangerous shade was zapped back into her Pokball. "So...go train, relax at the poke center or just walk around?" Damion said excitedly.

"I'll pay for it, you don't have to worry!" Sylver said to Allia. "Who are those people?" Sylver whispered to Allia. "They look awfully fancy compared to everyone else here." Sylver questioned.



"We could go back to the Pokemon center, I want to get my team healed up anyway, I'm heading off for Akala island soon." Rhys told him. "So, that Allia girl you're obsessed with, what's the deal? Huge crush or something?" Rhys asked.

Ailla glanced back her eyes going wide. She leaned over trying to hide her face with her ridiculously long hair. "That's my sister. I..." she swallowed hard. "Can I trust you with a secret?" She asked serious.


"Do you people live under a rock around here?" Damion asked surprised. "She's one of the most famous people in xalos. Just like the rest of her family." Damion smiled like he was sharing a juicy piece of gossip. "Her entire family is supposed to have silver hair and eyes. The rumor is that because of this they're all destined for victory. I hear that the father has never lost a fight."Damion smiled wistfully. "But Ailla...Ailla was born with hair like the sun and eyes like the sky. So it just HAS to mean she's even better right?"

"Sure, I'm known for being good at keeping secrets" Sylver reassured her.


"Hmm, Sylver has semi-silver hair and eyes, the tips are silver and around the black of her eyes are silver too, plus the golden hair and otherwise blue eyes as well" Rhys pointed out. "Maybe they're long lost relatives or something" he joked. "Y'know, I've always wanted to go to Kalos, me and my penpal, who was my best friend, planned on going there when we got older, but after I moved, we lost contact" Rhys said sadly. "Maybe one day I'll find her and we can travel the whole world" he said hopefully.

"That girl over there is my sister." Ailla said under her breath.


Damion laughed at the joke. "Who knows Maby you will." Damion reassured.

"Wow, really? You guys look nothing alike, she looks more closely related to my mom than you" Sylver commented.




"I hope I do, we always wrote to each other back when I lived in Unova. I wonder if she still lives in Sinnoh." Rhys wondered. "She's actually the one who gave me my little Buizel here" Rhys said, looking at the ball where his partner was resting. The pair finally arrived at the Pokemon center. "Ugh, well look who's here" he groaned, his eyes instantly landing on Sylver.


(Should we make Sylver and Allia cousins or something? Sylver's mom actually fits your family's description perfectly, and she's the champion of Sinnoh)

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Aillas face became a bit sad. But she just shook it off and smiled. It wasn't like sylver had meant somthing by it.

"Woah! That's mist limerick!" Damion exclaimed. "I can't believe my luck! Two limericks in one room!" Damion exclaimed. "See how her eyes and hair are the exact sa,e cooler of silver." Damion added off to the side to ryhs. "Hey Ailla did you know your sister was in unova?" Damion asked loudly walking up to Ailla who just sat there with a 'we are so totally screwed' smile.

Misty waved miss joy and walked over. "there you are! I have been in this forsaken place a whole three hours looking for your sorry hide!" Misty barked. Her silver hair glittering in the afternoon light. Other than her obviously shrewd personality she was incredibly pretty. Although just by style choice you could tell Ailla and misty were opposites. Mistys uniformal black and violet cloths clashed hard with Aillas neon blue shirt, and 'misty' grey blue jeans. But it didn't even seem like misty was even really looking at Ailla instead it seemed she was looking just above her.

"Oh, I'm sorry misty. If I had known-". "You should have guessed. Ugh, you've always been an idiot idiot Ailla but this is lowest you've gone yet." Misty barked cutting Aillas apology off.

(That could be really fun)

"Well that's not very nice, I don't like you calling my friend an idiot" Sylver stood, up, defending her friend. She couldn't shake the feeling she had met this girl before, but Sylver didn't care if she was standing in front of Arceus, she wouldn't let anyone be rude to her friend.

Rhys just face palmed. If this girl was as strong as she said, Sylver was making a huge mistake. As Rhys watched the two girls, Rhys noticed they had the same Silver features. Misty's hair shined just as much as the tips of Sylver's hair did, though the eyes looked different, probably because Sylver wore contacts because she had terrible eyesight, though he remembers her natural eyes looked very similar to Allia's.