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 Cerulean City was a quiet town in comparison with the industrial might of Pewter. It smelled faintly of salt water, but not ocean water. It was distinctly less fishy. “Welcome to Cerulean!” a man said outside a bike shop she walked passed. “Let me guess, you just came from Mount Moon?” “How'd you know?” she called over. The man laughed. “You're covered in all the moon dust. I'm Robert,” he said, moving to shake her hand. His palm was covered in bike grease. Lyra kept her hand to herself. “Call me Lyra.” “So, what brings you to Cerulean? Mount Moon's been hard to go t

 Lyra spent a week training around Viridian City, avoiding people as much as possible. She caught two more Pokemon, a Weedle she'd named Metis, and a Rattata named Crius, who had a lame leg. She left Crius at the Viridian PokeCenter. If they could, they would fix his leg. If not, he'd be sent to a Pokemon retirement farm. Metis took to battling quickly, and she loved to fight. She evolved quickly and took out her opponents easily with her needles. Atlas and Theia were more careful, though in different ways. Atlas tried not to harm his opponents permanently. Theia waited to take a perfect shot. After a few days, Lyra felt ready to go thr

 Two days on dragonback was rough for anyone, and the sight of the coastline was a welcome relief. Lyra Harper, the Godslayer of Zhery, flopped onto her back the moment she'd slid off her massive Charizard. Lucifer, her massive Charizard, laughed as he lay down. “I admit, earth is nice after a long flight.” “You have no idea, Luci,” Lyra said. The grass was nice and significantly softer than battle-scarred scales. She curled up next to Luci and took a nap. When she woke up, a woman was standing over her. Lyra blinked. “Probably not the best idea to be sleeping this close to the forest, kid,” she sai