I suppose I must have slept in

Not all that strange for me I suppose, I was known for it after all.
Upon walking downstairs my mother greeted me, alerting me to the fact that my best friend, Ethan, had been looking for me.

She handed me my bag, as well as my painfully blank trainer card before sending me off.

Upon stepping out the door I gave a squeak of surprise as Ethan's marill bumped into me, beaming up at me before darting back over to the blond boy in question.

"Professor elm was looking for you!"

...
he was?

I walked to the nearby lab.
He seemed happy to see me.

He spoke of his research, of how people used to walk with pokemon.

You can have one of the ones from that machine!

...
I, I could?

I felt a small smile take my lips as I stepped over.

Before I could choose he asked if I could run an errand, bring something back to the lab from some poke-nerd, okay I could do that.

I picked up each ball in turn, looking them over.

I decided on the middle one...



I decided I would call him Brann, it means 'Fire' I found it fitting after I picked the blue-furred creature up and it came alive with lapping flames.

Dropping it to the ground Elm laughed, pointing me towards cherryrgove and mr.pokemon's house, Brann toddling after me on short legs.

One of Elm's assistants handed me some potions, I thanked him before heading out.

Ethan was there again, chattering on about how cute Brann was and how I should show it to my mom, I grudgingly agreed, turning to the fire pokemon as if to ask its opinion, it merely tilted its head in confusion and sniffed at me.

I returned home, mom praising my pokemon and handing me my pokegear, reminding me how to make phone calls, what was I? six?

I gratefully left the house.

Elm caught up to me just as I was leaving town, what was with everyone, so forgetful...

He gave me his phone number anyway, gee, thanks, like I want to talk to some forty year old man.

tch.

Brann smiled at me, as if feeling sorry that everyone else was a moron, I rolled my eyes with a smile before turning to go.

nothing of interest happened on the way there.

However upon entering the town some weird old man decided to take me on a tour...

I question his motives, but he hadn't offered me candy...yet, so I followed warily, Brann's fur standing on end, just as wary as I.

poke mart
poke center

yeah yeah.

The ocean...
Brann did not care for the sea clearly.

but he played in the sand eagerly!

We trained a bit before heading on, I refused to be beaten by another trainer.

I walked into a house thinking it was mr.pokemon's...my mistake...

The man informed me that it happened often, and gave me a box to keep apricorns, did he give these to everyone? or did creepy old men just enjoy hitting on me?

...I'll just forget that...

The right house was only a bit further, and upon arriving I was handed a colourful egg.
I admit I was tempted to keep it.

He let me rest at his house, again I was wary, tense the entire time, but whenever he came close Brann would glare and flare up.

Serves the creeper right...

Professor oak was there, he complimented how nice Brann looked, of course he looked good! he was MY cyndaquil after all!

Apparently fifteen year olds are the best people to give super expensive peices of technology to, because he gave me a pokedex.

He gave me his number too, I found this odd too, but was slightly flattered that such an amazing professor would even bother.

When I walked outside professor elm called, yelling, and I listened from a few inches away from the phone.

Apparently there had been an emergency, and I was to return.

Now

I was just about there!
then...

this strange boy with long red hair walked up to me, saying something vague about how my pokemon was too good for such a weakling...

I took offense

Brann gave a growl and leaped forward as the red headed stranger tossed a ball, a lively totodile leaping from it.

It was kinda rough, scratching and tackles, but I won in the end of course, Brann giving what looked like a smirk before bounding back so that I could praise him.

He dropped his trainer card, how clumsy! I picked it up.

I was tempted to let Brann toast it.

But I tossed it back before rushing off again.

I was too good for such petty tricks.

I returned to the lab, turns out someone had stolen a totodile...

hmmm
I wonder...

they asked me if I has any ideas on who it was, and I pointed in the direction of the path into town.

"Some guy named Vermeil" I replied calmly, scratching Brann's neck.

When things settled down I handed the professor the colourful egg, he seemed disinterested, but he praised me on my pokedex, it was just a little mechanical book, what the hell?

He told me I should go see about beating the Jhoto region's gyms, reminding me to say hello to mom, I would, didn't mean I wanted to.

I said bye to her, she asked if she should save money for me, and I politely turned her down, she was never good with money...

I walked from town, not planning on coming back any time soon, Brann trotting at my heels.
Ethan stopped us, to teach me how to catch pokemon, as if I didn't already know...

it wasn't hard...

He gave me a small handfull of pokeballs though, five all in all, I nodded my head in thanks.

We walked in silence for a long time, glancing around for pokemon.

Kakuna...
tempting, beedrill was pretty cool, but if I wanted one I would raise it from weedle.

Eventually we came across a pidgey.

It glared at us.

that was the kind of personality I liked.

Just one tackle, and I threw a ball watching it wiggle, before going dark...



I named her Envol.
It means 'Flight'

I turned to go back to town, healing my pokemon and buying a few extra Pokeballs.

Brann allowed me to return him to his pokeball so that I could let Envol sit upon my shoulder.
She turned her head, very pointedly.

I ignored her cold actions, setting off to train her a bit.

She was a good fighter, her levels rose quickly, needless to say I was impressed,
She was ruthless when fighting, struck for eyes, for soft spots, drew blood when she could.

I loved this bird.

We stopped at the pokemon center once more.
Time to show some trainers what my team of two could do.

we were challanged quickly by a boy who seemed to have just recently started.
What a shame I would have to crush those dreams of his.

A rattatata was his only pokemon.

it only took two hits.

Envol returned to my outstretched arm.
it seemed she enjoyed the fights I had been able to find for her, and had warmed up to me.

I praised her a bit, before being asked for my number.

Fine, sure why not.

a few battles later Envol appeared tired.
I returned her to her ball, allowing Brann out once more.

He seemed happy to be out again, bounding at my heels once more as I silently turned to continue on.

I could tell we were close to the next town, stepping into one of the many buildings that linked paths in the region.

Brann turned, and I looked back curiously.

Ethan.

He rushed up, wondering how we had gotten ahead of him, handing us something he called a 'VS recorder' for 'surprising' him.

His marill bounced around Brann, who growled and nipped at its tail.
Brann did not like water types being so close.

Violet city was astounding at night, torchlights burning gently along each wall.
We visited the pokemon center before exploring the town.

a gym!

According to the sign it was a gym for flying types...

We should be able to take it, all the same I set off to train a bit, just in case.

Upon entering the grass I found something interesting.

Just what I needed to balance out Brann's fire.



I named him 'Eaux' it simply meant 'water'

allowing him out of the ball I reached out to touch him, and he backed away shyly.
I frowned, picking the slippery creature up.

"now now, why do you run?"

Eaux tensed, then relaxed, dozing in the warmth of my hands.

I felt my lips turn up in a smile, setting him down again so that I could help with his wounds.

Time for some real training.

When I felt we were fit, I headed back to town, a quick poke-center stop, and off to the gym.

some guy told me he wouldn't let me battle the gym leader unless I went to sprout tower.

I let Eaux give him a water gun to the face before leaving.

Sprout tower was pleasant enough, it smelled of fine incense and the earth before a rainshower.

And a few battles later, I added another to my team.



Mirtis, I called her. Death.

She was a calm creature, content to hover upon my head and doze off.

Now, to take the rest of the tower.

We overtook it easily, and upon reaching the top met Vermeil, I frowned.
Mirtis merely blinked sleepily at the redhead, oh well...

He pushed by, saying something about how useless weak pokemon were.

Kind of ironic coming from such a weak person.

I approached the elder, who quickly pulled me into a battle.
His pokemon were mostly grass types, not much of a match for my Cyndaquil and Pidgey, but he put up a decent fight.

He gave me the TM flash, and I thanked him for it before leaving for the gym.

Falknyr...

I used Mirtis at first, pulling her back immediately, experience y'know?

He sent out a spearow, I watched it glare at me.
Reminded me of someone.

I smirked, tossing one of my pokeballs, watching as Envol came soaring out, turning over in an airborn loop before landing with a glare to make a feraligatr shiver.

"Gust!"

Her wings beat, sending the other bird flying, hitting the wall with a smack.

It paused, dazed, before Falknyr sent it out with a simple peck attack.

Envol screeched in pain, the other bird clinging to her back.
A tackle sent it to the ground.

Falknyr frowned, a pidgeotto was his next, and last pokemon.

I allowed Envol to return, Brann's turn now.

Pidgeotto was fast, assaulting my little fire type, but it seemed to do little.

"Smokescreen!"

No more hits were placed upon Brann's body, the bird was useless in the thick smog.

"Ember!"

The darkness cleared as the flames burned it away, showing one very fainted bird.

I was awarded a badge, which I clipped against my trainer card before leaving to the pokemon center.

Time to take the next town!

-TBC
(just found out my spellcheck corrects pokemon names LMAO)

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