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Chapter 3 – Going to Evoru For the second time that day, Michael came running down the street towards the harbour, with his Cyndaquil following him closely. The small Cyndaquil was doing a good job in keeping up, but he couldn’t help but wonder why his trainer insisted on running when walking would get them there just as well. For some reason his trainer had an excess amount of energy today, as it was the second time they were running down this path. Soon enough the harbour come into their view and Michael walked the remaining distance, getting out of breath himself. He had already spotted his uncle, who was talking with gym leader of Mesperit City. They spotted him as he approached and Michael walked over to them to greet them. “Hello Michael,” the gym leader greeted him back. “Going on an adventure with your uncle I heard.” “And not just any adventure!” Andy exclaimed. “It’s a world-saving one, Henri!” “Of course,” the gym leader responded. “It’s the only kind of adventures you do, right?” “Wouldn’t settle for anything less!” Henri turned to Michael and winked. “Yes, examining Caterpie in their natural habitat is world-saving, right?” With a smile on his face Michael nodded. “Of course. Just as visiting a colony of Cyndaquil is world-saving.” Henri chuckled and looked at Andy, who was grinning as well. All three of them knew there was nothing world-saving in most of the research Andy did, just as they knew Andy loved exaggerating. Henri, the ground gymleader of Mesperit city, was a childhood friend of Andy and had come to the harbour for a chat before Andy would leave for Evoru Island. Andy himself lived in Lilan Town, where the research facility where he worked was located, so now that Andy had come to Mesperit city to leave for one of the other Rorie-islands, Henri had taken the opportunity to catch up. Now Andy turned to Michael and his Cyndaquil. “Ready?” “Ready” Michael said, followed by an approving ‘Quil!’ from the Cyndaquil. The four of them walked over to one of the lower docks, where a speed-boat was secured to the dock. The harbour itself was large, with docks where freight-ships or large ferries could dock, but also docks where recreational boats as well as smaller fishing boats could dock. This speed boat had the logo of the research facility where Andy worked and Andy swung his backpack in the back of the boat. Evoru was the last of the islands and it would take two hours to reach it. Andy got in the speedboat and helped his nephew in after that, who held his Cyndaquil in his arms. Henri remained on the dock and released the mooring line when they were ready to go. “Have fun you guys,” Henri said and he raised his hand as a greeting. Both Andy and Michael waved goodbye as well and Andy fired up the engine of the speedboat. It wasn’t long before they left the harbour of Rhando Island behind them. “It’s just the two of us?” Michael asked and he could see his uncle nod. “Yes, well, observations usually require only one researcher, but I didn’t feel like going alone.’ Andy glanced back and winked, some hair that had escaped the elastic band he used to bind his hair together was caught in the wind. “Besides, you have a Cyndaquil yourself, I thought you’d enjoy the trip.” It was true, Michael was enjoying the trip. The wind blowing in his face, skimming over the water in high speed. It was great, he was really enjoying it. His Cyndaquil not so much. When some sea water splashed in his face, he cowered under the legs of Michael. “It seems your Cyndaquil doesn’t like water,” Andy commented. “Well observed, uncle,” Michael said with a grin, as he took the Pokéball of Cyndaquil from his pocket. Michael had decided he’d return his Pokémon so he could sit comfortably and away from all that water in his Pokéball. “Of course, I am a fantastic researcher after all,” Andy said, meaning every single word in that sentence. After Michael returned his Cyndaquil to it’s Pokéball, he sat back to enjoy the trip to Evoru Island. He had been there before, it was the smallest island of the five and home to the stadium where the Rorie-league was being held. Besides that, there wasn’t a whole lot to do there, so he didn’t go there often. After a while he looked at Andy, who was giving the impression steering a speed-boat was like a walk in the park. “Uncle, why are we going to observe a colony of Cyndaquil? I mean, I think it’s great, but hasn’t that group been observed already? What more do you think we can learn?” “Backpack,” Andy replied, without taking his eyes from the horizon. “What?” “Backpack, there is a book in there.” Michael moved to where Andy’s backpack was lying, curious to find out why his uncle directed him to a book in the backpack, rather then just telling him. It wasn’t the first time his uncle answered a question by providing the means to discover it for himself. He quickly opened the backpack and pulled out a book that was titled ‘Lore’s and legends of the Pokémon World’. After examining the cover, Michael opened the book and started flipping through the pages. The book had a drawing of a Pokémon and a short description of the lore’s and legends surrounding the Pokémon on each page. It contained legends about known legendary Pokémon like Mew, Ho-Oh, Manaphy and Celebi, just to name a few, but also legends like the slowpoke yawn from Azalea Town, a tale about a red Gyarados who saves fishermen in heavy storms and a mention about a Rainbow Cyndaquil. “Rainbow Cyndaquil?” Michael muttered, looking surprised at the page. Up until now he had never heard about a Rainbow Cyndaquil before. The picture on the page was that of a Cyndaquil, but with flames in the colours or a rainbow, rather then the normal flames, shooting out of it’s back. “That’s it,” Andy said. “That’s what we’re going to look for.” Michael briefly looked at his uncle, before looking back at the page in front of him. He started reading the text that was printed under the image. Legend of the Rainbow Cyndaquil It is said that when the sun shines while it’s raining and a double rainbow is visible in the sky, a Rainbow Cyndaquil might come forward. The Rainbow Cyndaquil is a Cyndaquil in every way, one would not be able to tell the difference between a Rainbow Cyndaquil and a regular Cyndaquil when both would stand side by side. There is a difference though. The flames of a Rainbow Cyndaquil are not your average flames. They burn in all the colours of the rainbow and when these flames are shot from the back, this Cyndaquil can create a beautiful rainbow. From it’s mouth come rainbowcoloured flames that will melt hatred and fear away, that will split the sea and destroy rocks, while leaving plants unharmed. It is said only a kind-hearted Cyndaquil can become one, even though it has to pay a price for it. One sacrifice for one powerful gift. A gift that can not be returned. Once a Cyndaquil is turned into a Rainbow Cyndaquil, it will remain one until the day it dies. “Are you serious?” Michael asked, closing the book again. “Is there is a Rainbow Cyndaquil on Evoru?” It was the first time he had ever heard about something like that, what were the odds one would actually be so close to home? It seemed like a wild goose-chase to him. “I don’t know yet, that’s what we’re going to find out.” Andy had a thoughtful expression on his face. “So far no-one has ever seen one, according to my research. Or at least, no-one has ever documented it or taken a picture. Someone obviously has found that legend somewhere, otherwise it wouldn’t be in the book. Most likely the legend was passed on for generation and none of those generations actually saw one. But someone must have seen one at some point in time, otherwise the legend wouldn’t exist. And I have heard a rumour that a trainer has recently saw something he described as ‘a flash of flames that shone like a rainbow’ on Evoru. We have a colony of Cyndaquil there, so it is possible. And that’s what we’re investigating.” “Wow.” That was all Michael had to say as the information sank in. Was he actually going on an expedition to find a Rainbow Cyndaquil? “That’s amazing!” Andy glanced back at his nephew with a smile on his face. “I thought you’d like an expedition like this. And as awesome as we are, there is no doubt in my mind that we will find one,” he added with a wink. With an excited look in his eyes, Michael looked at the horizon. Hoping Evoru Island would come into view soon, so they could start looking for this special Pokémon.