Big and Small - Joy for All!

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The sun was shining brightly onto the rugged, sharp cliffs of the Black Mist Mountain, as a small, white spot was crawling across these black plains, an easy target for any Flying type choosing to attack.
"Why...why did my clan...no, the clan have to live that far away from anything resembling civilisation again? Couldn't they - I dunno - live in a town or something?", the white spot asked himself, breathing heavily. It was Ned the Nincada, having recently fled from his old clan and now searching for a place to stay. On his journey, the Ground type had traversed much of the land, but a civilized Pokémon he hadn't encountered yet. He had no idea, where Grassveil Town was located, but he couldn't just return to the clan either. They would just continue their dirty work, without any concern for morals or truth.
Who knew, maybe he would even take them out one day?
That was if he would manage to find the guild or any Pokémon for starters.
Hopefully that would happen soon - the little bug wasn't sure, whether he would be able to carry on  much longer.

"Well then, shall we get going? I doubt I'll find anything of value, or at least was worth this trouble or future trouble that might be brought..."
The atrocious pokemon looked at the tall and ominous mountain which was veiled in black mist, making the peak seem to be non-existent in the thick fog. He wondered what was up there, but figured that was a mystery for another day. He needed to help escort the nincada to Grassveil, that was to be his top priority for the day. It was the least he could do after nearly killing the nincada in his outrage attack.

"Guess I have to agree there. This mountain really does not have much going for it, does it? I'll never get those Rock types."
Ned certainly was happy to finally be able to leave this rock of nightmares. Who knew, what would have happened to him had he not encountered the Gyarados. Would he have starved? Dried out? Or would it have been something else? But luckily that question was of little concern now. Hopefully the rest of the way to Grassveil town wouldn't be that difficult.
It sure was strange, that this gigantic Pokémon was even considering to spend time with the tiny, insignificant Nincada. And not just that - he had even offered to take him to Grassveil.
While Ned didn't really understand the Water type's motivations, he decided not to complain about it.