A/N: So! I'm writing this chapter yet again, hoping my stupid ass computer won't delete it, again...

(Fifth times the charm, right?)

So, I'll say this one last time:

Please Do Not Review On Other Fics About This Fic, Thank You.

I love that you love this fic, guys. Really, I do.

But I will not hesitate in putting it on a backburner out of spite.

I work hard on EVERYTHING I write, and when you ignore or belittle my other work, just because you want me to pay more attention to this fic? Yeah, it makes me want to NOT WRITE AT ALL, or put whatever fic you want updated on semi-permanent Hiatus (Oh, look at that, wonder how many people are finally realizing that maybe some of my 'discontinued' fics are that way because of this bullshit?)

I am one of those weirdoes that, the more you tell me to Do Something, the LESS I want to Do That Something.

So, Yeah, enjoy the fic, review on this fic for this fic. Bitch, whine, complain, suggest, comment, criticize, compliment, whatever you want, but do NOT test me on this.

I don't like the idea of taking down the Anonymous Reviewing Option, because I get it that sometimes people don't have time or it isn't their computer or something, and I don't mind Anonymous Reviews.

I just mind assholes going on my other stories, stories that I worked hard to write, and telling me I'm a piece of shit/the story is a piece of shit, and that I should go work on a different fic of their choice or just stop writing.

It Pisses Me Off.

So, yeah.

Final Warning!

Wizar: Anything to add?

Rage: Nah, I'm pretty sure that covers it all.

Harry: Um... Oh! Thanks to everyone for voting on the Ancient Pokémon!

Wizard&Rage: Oh yeah, thanks!

Rage: Even though literally everyone was just like "Professor Oak should get Aerodactyl because SCIENCE"

Wizard: Yeah, y'all are gonna be surprised this chapter!

Havoc: Mwahahahahahaha!

Wizard: ...He's so cute.

"Talking"

"Pokémon Talking"

Thoughts

"PokéDex Talking"

Chapter Thirteen

One Small Step for Harry

Harry couldn't help rubbing his eyes as he walked beside Mark on their way to the Lab.

"Harry, don't touch your eyes," the Glassman chided fondly, ruffling a hand through the boys hair. "You know the ophthalmologist said that excessive rubbing could cause an infection." Immediately, Harry dropped his hands, blinking the mild blurriness away so he could smile sheepishly up at Mark, his green eyes large and uncovered. The day Giovanni had taken them shopping, after the fight with Garnet the Shoplifter, the billionaire had taken the ten-year-old down the street to the eye doctor and he'd paid to get Harry's eyes fixed.

It had required a bit of surgery, which was pretty daunting to be honest, but now, a week later, Harry was happily glasses-free and, baring any infections or issues within the next six-months, he would remain so until at least thirty, according to Doctor Lyell, at least.

"Sorry, Mark," Harry said, smiling up at him; the man chuckled and shrugged easily.

"I know, it has to feel weird to not have your glasses anymore," he reassured the boy. "But just remember to keep taking your antibiotics when you leave tomorrow." The boy nodded, nibbling his lower lip uncertainly at the reminder. Mark drew them to a stop on the top of the hill that led down to the Lab, kneeling there so that he and Harry were eye-to-eye.

"Hey, kiddo," he murmured gently, smiling. "You're going to be just fine, alright? You're much better prepared than most kids these days are, definitely more than Sarah and I were when we went on our Journeys. You've got two Pokémon at your side already who will keep you safe and who adore you to bits. Just remember to follow you're heart and listen to common sense, and to call us up every once in a while, okay?" Harry nodded, looking down at his shoes in embarrassment.

"I'm going to miss you guys, is all," he muttered; Mark chuckled and pulled him into a hug.

"And we'll miss you," he reassured the boy simply. "I also have no doubt that Giovanni will be keeping an eye on you, especially after you all but handed him that Ancient Charizard on a platter since their personalities matched," he remarked dryly; Harry grinned a little at the reminder as Mark pulled away.

Two days after his Eye Surgery, Mary had demanded that she get to open one of the Crystal Pokeballs because they were far too pretty to just sit around. As a result, everyone had moved to the backyard and Harry had systematically gone through the 'balls, known Pokémon first.

The Ancient Raichu had been the one to go to Mary. She had been a surprisingly sweet, excitable Pokémon, who had actually seemed to be and Ancient version of the newly discovered Alolan Raichu. She had been far larger than the normal two-foot-four, reaching four-foot-six easily, and had had pink eyes to match the pink-and-purple lighting-bolt-like stripes on her cheeks and back. Her paws had been pale gray and her fur had been more dark, burnt orange than the pale brown of the Alolan breed. She and Mary had taken to one another like glitter and glue, however, and had spent nearly every morning surfing on the newly named Kiara's tail through the house and in the backyard, with Izzy on the Raichu's head or stuck to Mary's back.

The aggressive, impatient Charizard had, as Mark said, gone straight to Giovanni, with its bright red and gold-yellow cheek and wing markings and its blue-white tail-flame and ice-blue eyes. The impatient, aggressive Venusaur had taken one look at Flora and declared himself Mark's Pokémon, if only so he could keep an eye on the unusually small (to him) Ivysaur (Mark had named him Padmesh and the two were constantly arguing). Padmesh was only about two feet bigger than the average Venusaur and had yellow eyes, and the flower on his back was purple instead of pink. The spots on the flower were a matching turquoise to his skin, as well.

The lazy Blastoise was re-named Bella after deciding she liked Max the most (Or, well, he apparently 'looked like the least amount of work' according to her). She had sea-foam-green and cream spots and an oddly spiky shell. The Ninetails, who was actually pregnant and would be laying her egg any day now, had been highly amused by them all and chose Sarah as her Trainer, flicking her black-tipped tails and winking one ominously black eye at Harry, the black, flame-like socks on her paws as well as her tail-tips glinting with purple will-o'-wisp flames when Jessie complained. Sarah had named her Felicity.

Of course, the Team Rocket member had quieted when the shy-natured Fearow, with his orange arrow-like feather markings and large gold eyes, had seemingly become infatuated with her comet-shaped hair and chosen her. Jessie had smugly named the large bird-Pokémon Devlin and left it at that.

Once that was all decided, Harry had turned his attention to the unknown Pokémon.

The rubbery-feeling Pokémon that left Harry tasting salt had turned out to be a fierce looking Lapras with black and green markings and a dark-gray, overly spiky shell. She had hissed and chirped at them all warily, but had taken one look at James' hair and fallen in love, preening the bright blue locks affectionately. James had promptly named her Shelly and spent the day cuddling and petting and cooing at her happily, much to everyone else's amusement.

It was the last two Ancient Pokémon that were one of the reasons for this particular visit to the Lab, however. Them, and the fact that Harry's personalized PokéDex was finally ready.

"Come on, Harry," Mark told him, getting to his feet again and settling a hand on the ten-year-old's shoulder. "We don't want to keep the Professor waiting after calling ahead about a surprise for him, do we?" Mark winked, and Harry couldn't help but grin back.

"Let's go, then!" the boy declared, and trotted ahead, leaving Mark to chuckle and wander after him down the hill. The Professor was waiting in his usual place at the doors of the Lab, waving cheerfully with a warm smile.

"Harry, my dear boy, what took you so long?" He asked teasingly; Harry grinned.

"I just wanted to keep you in some suspense, Professor," he joked back; the older man grinned in delight.

"How cruel, my boy, to keep an old man waiting," he laughed, before shaking his head and tapping the side of his nose in a mischievous way. "But you're not the only one with a surprise in the wings!" He chuckled as Harry peered up at him curiously.

"A surprise?" He asked; Professor Oak chuckled and neatly began to herd the boy into the Lab, nodding cheerfully at Mark who was already wandering off to take measurements for another installation.

"Yes indeed, my boy, I do have a surprise for you," he declared cheerfully, leading the boy down the hall towards one of the vet-like rooms, the only one that had a closed door, actually... "Well?" He asked, grinning boyishly down at Harry, gesturing at the door. "Aren't you curious?" And Harry nodded, reaching forward and opening the door.

And there, sitting on the metal examination table, was a bright green, advanced-stage PokéDex...

And a familiar lavender-furred Rattata.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked her, confused but happy enough as he caught the little mouse-Pokémon when she threw herself at him.

"I wanna come too!" she shouted happily, nuzzling under his chin before pulling away to glare determinedly up at him, nose twitching a little. "You were just gonna leave me behind! But no way am I just gonna let you go with only that big cat and that scatterbrained fox! Someone has to keep you all on track and that's just gonna have to be me!" Her piece said, the Rattata snuggled back in, crooning smugly as Harry blinked, bemused, and glanced back at Professor Oak, who was smiling brightly.

"Our little friend there has been trying to slip out of the Yard and follow you home for several days now, after you announced the day you were leaving," he told the boy cheerfully. "She only stayed today once I told her my idea for surprising you!" From his pocket, the Professor pulled out a pokeball, and handed it to the boy with a soft smile. "You have quite the friend there, you know." Touched, Harry cuddled the Rattata close, and offered a slightly overwhelmed smile.

"Yeah," he whispered, burying his face between her ears as she cooed. "Yeah, I do." In response, the Rattata pulled back and smile sweetly up at him, licking his cin affectionately, and making Harry give a soft, choked laugh, shaking his head and smiling helplessly back. "What do you say than, girl?" he asked, offering her the pokeball. "Come with me?"

"Like there was any doubt!" she declared, and playfully pushed the button with her nose. In a glowing flash of red, she was Caught.

"I think the name Harmony fits her perfectly," Harry murmured, smiling down at the pokeball in his hand before he tenderly shrunk it down and attached it onto his Pokeball Belt so that it was sitting beside Havoc and Lord Persians.

"That's an excellent name, Harry," the Professor declared, smiling warmly. "And now that you have your PokéDex, you can register your Pokémon and check on their moves and stats, and what level their experience is at, as well as their emotional health." Harry nodded and picked up the bright green device, pressing the button that sat in the pokeball-symbol.

"Greetings," the PokéDex started, the voice a soothing female tone. "I am Data, a Pokédex programmed by Professor Oak for Pokémon Trainer Harry Morsinger of Pallet Town, in the Region of Kanto. My function is to provide Harry with information and advice regarding Pokémon, their training, and their care. If lost or stolen, I cannot be replaced. All information stored within me is protected by Property and Information Laws, and is downloaded daily to remote locations for back-up in case of viral infections or tampering."

"Cute," Harry mused, smiling, as the PokéDex had pronounced 'her' name as day-ta with a small emphasis on the ta so that it had a slightly harder stop. Day-TA.

"I have personally installed a larger memory hard-drive so that she holds the information on all currently known Pokémon, including the few Legendary Pokémon that have been re-discovered, as it were, and those that have been, unfortunately, man-made," the Professor informed him cheerfully as Harry carefully tapped into his Pokémon Registry and quickly named all of his Pokémon as well as glancing through their moves and levels.

Havoc was level seven, now, almost level eight, and knew only Tackle, Sand-Attack, and Tail Whip. Harmony was level four and only knew Tackle and Tail Whip. And Lord Persian...

"Why is Lord Persian level fifty-two and what are these moves?" The Boy asked, mystified, as he stared at the four moves shown before turning the 'Dex around to show the Professor, who blinked.

"Let's see," he mused, poking through it. "King's Command, seems to be a psychic-type Special Attack, like the ability Intimidate, and is a 'tough' move. Ninety-five percent accuracy with a high chance of causing the opponent to flinch. Basically, your Persian emits a very loud roar that frightens others into flinching," the Professor informed the boy cheerfully. "The Move called Side-Swipe is a physical, Normal-Dark Type move that has a ninety percent accuracy and will hit rather hard, and is a 'cool' move. Persian uses feints to blindside their opponent to deal a hard hit. Power Gem is a move most Persian of a certain level or higher are capable of using, a Rock-Type move that is one hundred percent accurate and hits rather hard, and is a 'beautiful' move. Persian uses the power stored within the gem on their foreheads to shoot a beam of glittering light at an opponent to do physical damage. And the last move, Play Rough, is actually a Fairy-Type Move most Meowth's know at level one. It's usually forgotten for a more powerful attack, but it is ninety-percent accurate with a nice level of damage in fight, and is a 'cute' move. Your Persian essentially plays or bats at his opponents, and does damage to them in a playful display."

"Why those four moves?" Harry asked, confused. "I've never even heard of King's Command or Side-Swipe, and why keep a move that he'd have learned as a baby?" Staring down at the screen, still boggling over the high level of his Persian, Harry could only wonder about the life his Pokémon had lived before being left in that Crystal Pokeball.

"Some moves and attacks have changed or adapted throughout the years," the Professor told the boy gently, rubbing his chin with one hand thoughtfully. "Like some Pokémon have evolved in different ways than others."

"Like how Kiara and other Alolan Raichu have adapted to being Electric-Psychic types?" Harry asked; the Professor smiled brightly.

"Exactly, my boy!" He agreed, before rubbing his hands together hopefully. "Speaking of the lovely Kiara and your Lord Persian, you said you had a surprise for me, as well?" Blinking, Harry made a startled 'oh!' noise and tucked Data away in his pocket, grinning up at the Professor and nodding.

"We'll probably have to go to the Yard, or else an accident might happen, you know?" He declared; the Professor bobbed his head excitedly and quickly left the way, a couple of curious Aides following the two of them outside.

"Are you ready, Professor?" Harry asked, bouncing a little on his toes as he held up a pokeball; the Professor nodded eagerly, leaning forward a little as Harry tossed the pokeball. In a flash of red light, the Ancient Pokémon appeared.

The Dragonair stretched with a low sigh, the abnormally-large white 'wings' on his head lifting a little and then falling back into place as they stretched themselves. Harry couldn't help but grin a little as the Professor and his Aides all started ooh-ing and ah-ing at the large Dragon-Type. Dragonair was a staggering twenty-feet long, almost double the usual size of his species now-a-days, with mottled blues and whites making a surprisingly effective camouflage that worked for water and sky, because he could fly, rather easily from what Harry had seen the first time he'd called the Dragonair from his Crystal Pokeball. The large orb under his chin was a pearl, rather than the dark blue orb he'd seen on the Dragonair's in his studies, and the two orbs on his tail were the same.

"How remarkable!" The Professor declared, padding up to the Pokémon with a bright, boyish grin of delight. "Truly remarkable! The differences between Pokémon now and the Pokémon of Ancient Times, truly remarkable!" Dragonair blink green-blue eyes at the man, and trilled softly at him.

"My thanks for the compliments, Elder One," the Dragonair murmured, pleased, and Harry grinned as he translated.

"Dragonair didn't want to go travelling with anyone, but he didn't want to stay in one place for too long, either," Harry told the Professor once finished. "He wants to learn all he can about the new age he's living in, so I thought, as the Pokémon Professor and with your connections to the other Professors, you could learn from one another!" The Professor and Dragonair both smiled, first at Harry, and then at one another.

"That is a fantastic idea, Harry, and I would be honored to house such a magnificent specimen of his species," the Professor declared; Dragonair trilled, pleased, as Harry handed his new pokeball (Donated by Sarah so that Harry didn't have to use his Journey Supplies) to the older man.

"Can we name him Neil?!" One of the Aides, a young blond man with brown eyes and a heavy dose of freckles, blurted from off to the side; Dragonair and the Professor blinked at him, then eyed one another, before the Dragonair nodded his head.

"Acceptable," Harry translated, and so, Neil the Dragonair was re-called into his pokeball by his new Trainer/caregiver. As the Professor pocketed the pokeball, Harry pulled another from his pocket. "This one I thought you wouldn't mind sending on to your Grandson, Gary," he told the Professor honestly, tapping the button with a small smile.

In a flash of red and a thundering roar, the final Ancient Pokémon appeared, flapping her massive wings once and sending dust and small bits of debris flying. Once it was settled, she stood their in all her glory, smirking down at them all with glittering pale gold eyes.

The Ancient Aerodactyl was, if Harry was honest, both the most intimidating and the most fascinating out of the entire batch, because, not only was she essentially a kind of dinosaur, which was awesome, but she was also the only one out of the lot whose natural form was the recorded form of her species Mega Evolution.

"My word!" The Professor exclaimed, enthralled as the massive Pokémon shook her head before pausing to gnaw at one of the spiky, stone-like growths on her left wing, chipping off what looked like an unwanted spike on the largest growth, which she ate contentedly while eyeing them all with amusement.

"So, Professor?" Harry asked, grinning cheekily. "What do you think of my surprises?" The Professor actually swatted his hands in the air with an almost trilling noise of excitement, fluttering around the Aerodactyl with sparkling eyes.

"What do I think?! Harry, my boy, this fine lady is beautiful! My Grandson and his friends are going to be ecstatic to be allowed even the chance to see a picture of her, let alone witness her in her full, living glory!" Aerodactyl chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in her chest as her tail flicked like a cats on the ground, the spade tip twisting this way and that.

"You old charmer, you," she purred, grinning in amusement down at him, lowering her head so that one large gold eye was practically in his face. "If your Hatchling's Hatchling has gotten any of his charm from you, why I might just be in trouble, hmm?" Still chuckling, the Ancient Aerodactyl nodded at Harry, who obligingly returned her to the pokeball, still grinning, and handed her to the Professor, laughing as the older man made eager 'grabby hands' at him and then cradled the 'ball close.

"They're going to be ecstatic," he gushed again, and darted away, moving surprisingly quickly for a man his age as he darted back into the Lab to send the pokeball off. Laughing to himself, Harry wandered into the Yard to visit a few of his Pokémon Friends one last time before heading back to the Garettes house.

He started his Journey the next day, after all, and wanted to spend as much time with his favorite people as he could.

It helped that Sarah was cooking roast beef and mashed potatoes.

The Next Morning...

"And you've got your Escape Rope?" Sarah asked Harry as she straightened his blue jacket...

For the seventh time.

"Yes, Sarah," the ten-year-old answered patiently, smiling and a little flushed under the worried attention. Mary was pouting off to the side next to Mark while Giovanni and Persian just watched, wearing identically amused expressions. Jessie, James, and Meowth had left after dinner the night before, saying that they'd given the 'Twerp' too much leeway as it was and needed to get back to hunting down rare and powerful Pokémon, with a few playful complaints about having to be 'goody-two-shoes' about it now. Harry already kind of missed his unofficial 'aunt' and 'uncles'.

"You'll remember to call us as soon as you reach Viridian City, right?" The woman fussed again; Harry nodded. "And you'll send us mail whenever you can?"

"Yes, Sarah," he told her again, smiling.

"Let the boy leave already, Sarah," Giovanni sighed, smirking faintly. "Before you smother him to death."

"Oh, hush, Gio," Sarah told her brother, but she did, reluctantly, step away, letting Mark wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her close.

"Stay safe, kiddo," Mark told him simply; Harry nodded. Mary pouted at him, lower lip trembling and tears shining in her eyes.

"If, if you don't send me at least three presents, I'll never forgive you!" she declared; Harry laughed.

"How about one present for every badge I get?" He offered; sniffling, the seven-year-old nodded. "And I'll come back for my birthday at the end of July, or we can meet up wherever for it, okay?"

"Fine," she muttered sulkily while Mark and Sarah nodded in agreement. Harry looked at them all for a moment, taking in their faces, heart beginning to pound anxiously in his chest as he hesitated. Persian stood up and padded forward before anyone else could begin to.

"You will be just fine, Cub," she told him gently, but firmly, as she rubbed her whiskers gently over his face. "Deep breaths, now, that's it," she murmured as Harry obediently took a few slow, deep breaths. "Now, you are going to say goodbye, and you are going to turn around and walk down that road, because that is what you said you would do. You may turn back and wave, yes. But, stop? Don't even think about it." Harry let out a weak laugh and nodded, throwing his arms around the cat-Pokémon's neck in a hug as she purred against him. Slowly pulling back, the ten-year-old took another slow, deep breath and straightened up, squaring his shoulders as best as he could as he stared back at his... Family.

"I'll call once I'm safely in Viridian," he told them all firmly; the adults all nodded, Persian included. "Take care of yourselves," he told them, before doing exactly as Persian said, turning around and beginning to walk down the path towards Route One, the road that would lead him, relatively safely, towards Viridian City.

"Bye, Harry!" Sarah called, making the boy look back and offer a wave; those watching all waved back.

"I want that present soon, Harry!" Mary shouted, making the boy laugh. Giovanni didn't wave, only smirked, and rested a hand on Persians head as they watched him walk.

Turning back to face the path he was on, Harry continued to move forward, toward his new adventures beginning. His fingers trailed along the three occupied pokeball's on his waist, and he could keenly feel the three empty ones on the opposite side, more in a side-pocket on his bag. Taking one last deep breath as he came to the top of a hill that would let him overlook Pallet Town, the boy took one last moment to look back, to see his Family watching, before turning away.

Harry breathed out slowly, and walked forward.

A/N: There you guys go, some nice, long chapters to make up for the long wait as well as the fact that the next double update won't be for a while most probably (This one took ages ugh especially the end sorry if it comes out awkward)

Also, I just found out that an interesting Pokémon Fact!

So, you know how Ash's PokéDex is named Dexter? (It's in the very second episode of Season One, A Pokémon Emergency!) Well, I thought that was just a cute way of naming it at first. You know, PokéDex, Dexter, the Pokémon index, right?

You guys.

Dexter means Right-Handed, Right Hand, and skilled Right Hand.

You guys.

Dexter is Ash's Right Hand Man.

XD

Q&A

Q: Where have you been recently?!

A: Okay, so I've been working on this new Naruto Fic that may/maynot ever get put on here, because I made myself a deal that if I could write five Chapters before posting, and all of them had to be 5000 words or longer (A/N didn't count and was subtracted) that only then would I post it.

WELL I got to the FOURTH chapter but the muse trailed off so I was like "Damn, it was a good idea too!" I mean, I even have Fanart for it posted on my DA (Which is how the whole thing started, go check out A Mistake Was Made in my Random folder). Then we had a lot of issues with work (One of our delivery drivers got his car stolen while out on delivery, another two cooks quit, and one of my friends and fellow cooks is in the hospital for Blunt Forced Trauma with a swelled brain that he may never recover from) and so I've been pulling extra shifts to help cover the workload and just, yeah, real life issues.

I am also going to be putting up a new Poll if anyone is interested in seeing it so that's a thing.

BEFORE ANYONE ASKS

Yes, Harry will be getting Shadow's Egg soon, I didn't give it to him right off because the poor boy is already stressing out about starting his Journey no need to add "Take care of this unborn bby pokemans too lolz" onto his plate.

Ancient Pokémon - Gender - "Name" - Trainer

Raichu - FM - "Kiara" - Mary

Charizard - M - "Charizard" - Giovanni (He isn't the type to nickname his Pokémon)

Lapras - FM - "Shelly" - James

Venusaur - M - "Padmesh" - Mark

Blastoise - FM - "Bella" - Max

Aerodactyl - FM - "Daisy" - Gary/Dora (Named by Crystal no worries)

Dragonair - M - "Niel" - Professor Oak (I know a majority of you wanted Aerodactyl to go to the Professor, but, come on guys, DRAGONITE! Scientist know more about Aerodactyl than Dragonite!)

Ninetales - FM - "Felicity" (Changing the name) - Sarah

Fearrow - M - "Devlin" - Jessie

Persian - M - "Lord Persian" - Harry

DON'T FORGET TO SUGGEST POKEMON FOR HARRY AND FRIENDS TO GET!

OR JUST SCENES WITH THOSE POKEMON IN THEM!