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NightOwl005 · 31 Oct 2026 -
A business woman is taking some much needed time off from her job at Castelia City and wants to simply enjoy her life. She's heard of a place called the Celestial Tower which can purify the spirit and decides to head there to see of the rumors are true.
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Zoe leaned back, rubbing her head as the headache got worse. She promised herself she wouldn't be thinking about work anymore, especially not while she was on vacation. A very much needed and deserved vacation, she liked reminding herself.
On her lap, her Flareon, Lupa, stirred slightly, looking up at her with those big dark eyes of hers. Zoe smiled, and stroked a hand through Lupa's fur, "It's alright, Lupa," she assured the Flareon, "I just have a little headache that's all."
Little headache was definitely underplaying it. Zoe has suffered more than her fair share of headaches from her job, and while this wasn't the worst one she ever dealt with, it was up there as one of the worst. Hopefully it wouldn't turn into a migraine.
Lupa whined in Zoe's lap, and Zoe felt Lupa adjusting her body temperature as she once again settled and went to sleep. Zoe smiled, thankful the train let her have Lupa out of her poké ball. The Flareon was one of the few things stopping this headache from getting worse.
Just a little bit longer, Zoe thought, staring outside the window at the passing landscape, a few more hours and I'll be in Mistralton City... and from there... the Celestial Tower will be a small trip.
She smiled, remembering her parents telling her the story about the Celestial Tower. That many trainers visit that tower since it is the final resting place of their Pokémon, and that at the top of the tower, there's a bell that not only cleanses the spirit of whoever rings it, but is also said to grant wishes.
Heh, look at me believing in these children stories, Zoe thought, enjoying Lupa's warmth, still... if it is true... I wonder what I would wish for?
Since Zoe had been lost in her own thoughts, she wasn't aware that there was someone else on the train who had been watching her for some time. While most people on the train were the average type of folk, the woman watching Zoe stood out among them.
For one, she was wearing clothes that denoted her as a trainer specializing in psychic type Pokémon, although hers appeared to have seen better days as they were rumpled and the bottoms was covered in dirt and mud. Secondly, there were dark circles around her eyes, the same eyes that had locked onto Zoe as …
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