Pokemon Rangers Almia Novels & Stories

Reika never stopped purring, happy that this was working even if I wasn’t sure what exactly it was. “Alma,” she whispered. “Alma Thierry.” “It’s nice to meet you despite the circumstances. I have a healing ability. Would you like for me to heal what I can for you?” I asked her. Her bottom lip quivered and immediately nodded her head. I squeezed her hand and asked if it was okay for me to place my other hand on her forehead, to which she said yes. Alma’s body flinched a little when my hand touched her forehead. She apologized, but I just told her that there was absolutely nothing to apologize for.

No sign, no proof that everything was going according to plan. Sylvara, the old, grizzled wolf, stood by his side, her eyes half-closed, watching the night with silent gravity. She knew the anxiety emanating from Ramba, but she also knew there was nothing she could do to dispel it. She simply shook her head, a slow, almost tired gesture, as if the answer to this longing were already written. "She didn't listen," she finally whispered, breaking the silence. Ramba turned his head slightly toward her, his ears twitching at her words. He had never doubted his daughter's strength, but he also knew her mind was unpredictable. Alma was different. And that was precisely what made him fear the worst.

*River* As we make our way through the dense thicket of trees, I can’t help but steal glances at Aloria, my heart, my mate. She walks with a grace that belies her fatigue, her shoulders squared and her chin high. The flickering light of the setting sun dances around her, casting golden highlights in her hair, and a swell of pride surges within me. She’s not just a warrior and a Luna; she’s a force of nature.

His Iru turns his head into a rhino head. “A rhino?!” Alfi said surprised. “Surprised already? Please don”t, since you are gonna die here!” The brat exclaimed ramming Alfi so hard that he gets hurled and fallen so hard. “Alfi!” Kartika exclaimed in worry running towards him followed by Herman. Alfi then stands up staggering resisting the pain. “That's right! I am a pink ranked member of Waku-Waku. Though pink is the lowest rank, don”t ever think you can defeat me that easily!” The brat exclaimed.

“I’m sorry.” Almora offered consolingly. Sympathy written over her face at Nim’s plight. Knowing that the reason she so badly wanted to get to the country was to try to save her son. In true fashion, Nim ever offered a reassurance at the apology. Merely changing the subject. “You were quite impressive, Dread.” Nim indicated. “You weren’t too bad yourself.” Almora beamed at the compliment. “Summoning the cold is only bending what exists to my will." She eyed Nim. "But to entirely change shape is something else.”

I was greeted by the guard I replied with a smile, then continued until I was standing at the huge reception desk next to the series of elevators. “Excuse me Miss " I whispered, surprised that my voice didn’t waver at all, the blonde girl slowly looked up giving me a genuine smile. “how can I help you Miss...” “Amelia.. Amelia Rose “ I replied firmly and watched as the girl’s eyes locked me up and down in understand before she looked away. She placed two cards on the desk, one was my work ID and the other I couldn't understand what it was for. On seeing my confused face, the blonde receptionist gave me a sweet smile then started to explain “ that’s for your new house and the car will arrive

“I noticed you’ve been acting a little different since that Earth Call a few cycles ago.” “I’m fine,” Amal replied. She was in the center of her lab, in front of the central standing terminal. There, she was attempting to combine various refined extracts together in an attempt to reengineer more potent medicines. But found her concentration was lacking, and simply couldn’t do anything properly. Amal uttered a light curse in Arabic, out of utter frustration. “Fine. Mhm. Right,” Kali replied. “I noticed that Raijin was affected too. And you clearly can’t seem to do what it is you’re wanting to do…”

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

I mind link. “Stay in the room and don’t come out until I get you myself,” he mind linked, blocking me after. I bit my lips, moving away from the window, but as I was about to move away, something caught my attention. But it wasn’t something; it was someone, and my mouth hung open in shock. Alma moves around the sky, a black fog following her as she moves. Her body was not there from her waist down. Instead, it is fog, and they surrounded her like a protective shield. Then she is wearing a black dress, her hair flowing behind her in waves, her skin is pale and white, and her lips are black. She looks like the dark queen with that crown on her head, but what amazed me was how she was creating