Chapter 1

You know, a lot of stories seem to involve the Kanto Region. Whether its because they moved from Kanto to another region like Hoenn, or whether they arrived there after a long and hard journey to save the world from an impending doom from the gods. Somehow, it seems like every story involves Kanto in some way. Well, mine is no different, because mine starts there.

As I'm sure many of you are aware, before someone can become a trainer, they must first attend a year long course at a Pokemon Trainer School. Every region has one somewhere; in Kanto, it's in Viridian City. My family once lived in the city of Pallet Town, but I had moved to Viridian to stay in the Pokemon Trainer School dorms. I had been there almost a year now, and graduation was coming up.

"Serena!" my roommate shouted as she stood at the door to our dorm. She was impatient and was wanting to leave. "Hurry up already!"

I groaned. "I'm getting ready as fast as I can, Amy. Unlike you, some of us actually care about our appearance. I'm not going to go out there with sex hair."

Amy gave a groan and I heard her tapping her foot heavily. "Okay, okay, maybe it was stupid to have sex thirty minutes before we had to leave, but you got to admit it was pretty hot."

I giggled. "Yes, dear, I enjoyed it just as much as you." I'll be honest here. I like girls, always have, always will. That's not to say I don't like guys, I just prefer girls. I've had sex with both in my time growing up. In fact, I've had sex with both on multiple occasions, even at the same time. The point here is, I'm bisexual, and my roommate at that time was also my girlfriend.

I pulled the brush in my hand through my honey-colored locks one last time before staring at myself in the mirror. I reached behind my head and grabbed my hair, pulling it up into a ponytail, and a long one at that. My hair was so long that after pulling it up like I did, it still reached down to my waist. That's how I liked my hair, though. Blinking a bit, I took one last look at myself. I straightened out my school uniform, which was a standard issue sailor fuku with a white shirt and black skirt and collar. I had done some adjustments to my own, making the shirt a little shorter so it showed off my midriff. I also had a pair of black shoes, too, but those were still at the doorway.

"Hurry up!" Amy shouted and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm coming! Don't get your panties in a knot!" I reached out for my hat.

"You know I don't wear panties!" Amy shouted back.

"It's an expression!" I groaned and grabbed a blue felt hat off the dresser. It had a small rim around it with a black ribbon that wrapped around the rim. I pulled it on my head, picked up my brown purse, then walked out of the bathroom and towards the door. "There, I'm ready."

Amy smiled. "You're so sexy." She kissed me on the cheek, then stuck her hand up my skirt and smacked my ass. "Come on, let's go before we're late."

I quickly slipped into my shoes and we rushed out of the dorm. We ran down the stairs, across the parking lot, and across the sidewalks, finally reaching the school house itself. I looked over at Amy, finally getting a chance to get a good look at her. I sighed. I reached over, grabbed the collar of her shirt and began to adjust it. "S-Serena!"

"You look sloppy!" I shouted. I reached into my purse and pulled out a brush. "Luckily, I carry a brush with me."

Amy waved her hand. "I really don't need my hair fixed up."

"It's an absolute mess, and no girlfriend of mine is going to have sloppy hair if I can avoid it."

That made Amy blush. To be honest, we hadn't told anyone we were together, and she was still a little nervous about anyone else finding out. Me? I was known as "The Bad Girl", so my bisexuality was well known by everyone. Hell, I had only had sex with about three of the girls in school in the first month I was here. I quit fooling around with other girls, of course, when Amy and I became serious. Still, I didn't care who knew who I was with, and I was not going to allow my girlfriend to look like she climbed out of a trash can.

Amy sat down on a bench nearby and allowed me to brush her hair. It was knotted something fierce, and I spent a good five minutes just getting the knots out. "Honestly, Amy, when was the last time you brushed your hair?"

Amy put her hand to her chin. "Umm...a week ago or so?"

"A week?!" I shouted and bopped her on the head. "Honestly, you're going to get split ends and end up bald if you don't take care of your hair."

Amy sighed. "Yeah, yeah, you say that every time."

"I mean it! Do you want to be twenty-five and have no hair? Because it'll happen at this rate." I groaned and continued to brush her hair, which was going much smoother now that the knots were out. "You need a haircut something fierce."

"Why? Is it too long for you?"

I grabbed some of her hair and stuck it in front of her face. "See this? This is called a split-end, it's dead hair. If you don't get those cut off, your hair will stop growing-"

"And I'll go bald, I know..." Amy sighed and turned her head, as if to look away, even though she already was. "I know I need to get my hair done...I just...haven't..."

"Would you like me to cut your hair?" I asked in a somewhat flat tone.

"I'd like my haircut to be straight, thanks."

"And what exactly are you implying? That I can't cut hair? I've been cutting my own hair since I was thirteen."

"Ladies," the principal spoke as he stepped up to us. "Shouldn't you two be getting to class? The bell will ring any minute now."

I looked down at my watch. "FUCK! We've got to go!" I stuffed the brush in my purse, grabbed Amy's arm, and took off at a mad dash, pulling her along behind me. "Bye, Principal Oak!"

To make a long story short, we made it to class in time, barely, but we did. We spent the day listening to the teacher ramble on about how today was the last day of school, and that meant tomorrow was exam day, which we all were excited for. I know, when most people hear "Exam Day!" they all groan and don't want to hear another word about it, but exams at this school are much different. In fact, the rest of this day is pretty much boring, so why don't we just skip ahead and go right to the next day?

"I'm so excited, are you excited? I've never been so excited! Well, except for that time when-" Sorry, that was Pinkamena. I was standing next to her the day of the exam, and when she started rattling on, I kissed her. That usually shuts her up because it grosses her out and she runs off to wash her mouth out. In either case, it was the day of the exams. We were all waiting outside of classroom 2-A as we were preparing for the first exam of the day. This was the written exam, and we had to wait because they could only do about twenty people at a time. Sure, we had four classrooms, hence the reason this was 2-A when the classrooms went up to 2-D, but there were a lot of people here, too.

The written exam was on a timer of fourty-five minutes, and you had to answer all the questions in that amount of time. When it came my turn to take the exam, I sat down at the desk, waiting for the teacher to shout "Begin!" then dove into it. The exam was mostly about items, berries, and so on and how and when to use them. For example, it was pretty simple to answer "If a Pokemon is level 30, which is likely the best Potion to use on it?" In that case, a Super Potion, as most Pokemon at that level aren't very strong and thus don't sustain as much damage before weakening in a fight. So, you don't need a super strong medicine to heal them.

I finished my exam before everyone else, so I flipped the paper over and sat back in the chair, waiting for everyone to finish. When the timer ran up, we all turned in our papers and then headed off for the second exam. This one was a bit different in that we all sat in a classroom with computers. Something popped up on the screen in front of us, and we answered the question the teacher asked about it by using the computer. This was mostly all Pokemon cries, silhouettes, evolutions, and so on. Basically, while before it was asking about items and how to use them, this one was testing our knowledge on Pokemon.

With another fourty-five minute time finished, we all got up and headed out. We would be graded on those two exams while we were doing our third exam. This one was a battle exam. We were each sent out into the battlefields where we were each then given a series of six randomized Pokemon. We would battle a trainer, usually another student trying to complete the exam, and testing our abilities on how well we knew to battle. Understand, a failure to win didn't mean we didn't pass. If two trainers battled and they each brought the other down to their last Pokemon and even further to almost defeating each other before one finally went down, you passed with flying colors. Really, it was a point system based on how well you fought.

This, however, wasn't the exam we were all anxious for. In fact, we were all anxious to pass these three exams, because only by doing so could we reach our final exam: The Catching Exam! It was in that exam where we were given one Pokemon to battle with and one Pokemon to battle. If we caught it, that Pokemon became our starter. Failure meant you were classified as a trainer, but you had to catch your own Pokemon in the wild.

"And in the blue arena, we have trainer Serena Yuki!" the announcer shouted as I stepped into the arena which was a large water arena. Having been informed of this beforehand, I had changed out of my school uniform and into a blue bikini. There were a few floating platforms in the arena, so I hopped out to one of them. I held out the pokeball I had been handed and was waiting for my starter to appear.

"And now, her opponent appears!" A pokeball flew through the air, landed on a platform on the opposite end of the arena, then flashed a bright blue color. The Pokeball disintegrated before me, signaling the Pokemon was being "released into the wild". This meant it no longer had a Trainer Signature, which meant it could be captured by anyone. That's when I came in. "Oh! And Serena's Pokemon is a Squirtle!"

There it was, a blue turtle with a brown shell on its back. It had a little tail on its back that ended at a swirl, and it had big round red eyes that were the most adorable things I had ever seen! "It's so cute!" I shouted and squeezed the pokeball in my hand. "Oh, I want it so badly!" I rummaged through my purse, searching for the three pokeballs they had given me. If you know anything about pokeballs, it's that when you try to catch a Pokemon, it's not a guaranteed catch. If the Pokemon breaks free of the ball, the ball breaks in the process. That meant that if I had three balls, I had three chances to catch it, and that was it.

"All right, go, poke- Wait a minute!" I shouted just before I tossed the ball. "I have to weaken it first!" I smacked my forehead and sighed. "Let's try this again..." I held the pokeball that had a Pokemon in it in my hand and tossed it forward. From the ball, in a flash of red, there was a white fish. It had some golden scales on the top of its body, along with a long horn at the front of its head. This was a Goldeen. I smirked. "Really now? This should be interesting."

"Squirtle!" the Squirtle shouted and began to inhale. It was planning on using Water Gun.

"Goldeen, Supersonic!" I shouted. Goldeen let out a noise so high-pitched it couldn't be heard by human ears. Immediately, Squirtle began to topple back and forth. It was confused, which was exactly what I wanted. "Now, use Peck on the platform!" Goldeen rushed forward and hit the platform with her horn, causing it to shake. The Squirtle lost its balance and fell right into the water. "Now, Goldeen, swim around Squirtle in circles!" Goldeen began to swim in a circular motion around the Squirtle. It made Squirtle dizzy, but that was only part of what I was aiming for.

"Goldeen, swim faster!" I shouted out and she began to swim even faster. "Now, move closer to Squirtle, but keep swimming in circles, and swim faster!" With each circle, Goldeen moved a few meters closer to Squirtle. Moving at the speed she was moving, and doing it in such small circles began to create a whirlpool in the center of the pool where Squirtle was. The Squirtle began to spin faster and faster, making it dizzier and dizzier. "Don't stop! Keep swimming as fast as you can!" At this point, Squirtle looked as if it was going to throw up. "Now, Horn Attack!" Goldeen stopped abruptly and slammed her horn hard into Squirtle's chest. It sent the Squirtle flying into the air.

"Now! Pokeball, go!" I shouted and tossed the ball as hard as I could. It flew into the air, striking Squirtle in the back of the shell. In a flash of light, it absorbed into the pokeball, which then dropped into the swirling vortex below. I waited a moment as I noticed the pokeball pop up above the water. It was shaking lightly, then it flashed and I heard a *CLICK* sound. I threw my hand into the air. "Yes! I caught Squirtle!"

"What a brilliant display!" the announcer shouted. "Serena Yuki has caught Squirtle! Congratulations, Serena!"

I smiled and waved to the few people nearby who were cheering for me. It wasn't really a stadium, so it's not like it was a crowd. More like, we had about eight or so different small arenas and people would stand around them. I quickly hopped off the platform and into the water and swam out to Squirtle's pokeball and grabbed it. "Good job, Goldeen. Return." Goldeen returned to its pokeball and I swam back to the edge of the arena and got out.

"Good job," Amy spoke with a smile as she threw a towel at me.

"Did you catch yours?"

Amy shook her head. "I kind of failed...pretty badly..." She rubbed the back of her neck.

"I'm sorry..." I looked down at Squirtle's ball. "Oh! I'll catch you a Pokemon! I can use Shellshocker to do it!"

Amy giggled. "Thanks, but I want to catch my first Pokemon myself."

"But how will you weaken the Pokemon without another one to fight with?"

Amy smiled and stepped over to me. She grabbed one of my breasts and giggled as I blushed. "I'll figure something out." She then got close to me and kissed me. Her lips stayed there for a long moment, enjoying my own. I wanted to press further, to do more, but I knew it was neither the time or the place for that. At least, I thought so anyway. I wasn't so sure after I felt her hand slide down my body and enter the bottom of my bikini. I tried not to moan as she began to gently rub her hand between my thighs. It only lasted a moment, though, before her hand pulled out.

"D-don't do that unless you plan to actually go through with it," I stuttered in embarrassment.

Amy giggled. "I know, you'd have no problems with doing it right here and now if you could."

I nodded with a very strong blush. It was true, though! I didn't care if people saw me strip, and I cared even less if someone saw me having sex. In fact, I had originally planned to just walk out to the arena in my uniform and strip for the battle, but Amy reminded me that likely would have gotten me disqualified, and perhaps even expelled before I could get my license and Pokemon. "I'm always up for it if you ever are, Amy."

"You know what my thoughts are on that one, Serena." Amy ruffled my hair a bit, then kissed me again. "However...if you want to go somewhere..."

I didn't even bother responding to that. I grabbed her arm and pulled her straight to the nearest bathroom and...well...you can imagine what happened after that.

"Mama! I'm home!" I shouted as I tossed the door open. I was now in Pallet Town, my home town.

"Oh, Serena!" Mom shouted in shock. She was a beautiful woman with brown hair that she kept in a kind of...poofy manner. It kind of made me think of a cloud sitting on her head, to be honest. That day, she had chosen to wear a simple black shirt and khaki pants. However, it wasn't her that interested me.

"Who are you?" I shouted to the man next to her. It was a man dressed in a red suit with red hair wearing a pair of red glasses. Every detail of this man was red, and I'm not even kidding about that.

"My name is Jean." The man gave a bow. "I've been working with your mother the last few days to help her locate a place for her to move to."

"Move to?" I looked at my Mom. "Mama...what's going on?"

Mom closed her eyes and sighed. "Serena...I didn't want to tell you since you were almost done at the Trainer School..." She stood to her feet. "Serena, we're moving."

"What? But...no...I'm supposed to be starting my Pokemon journey! Amy and I were going to journey across Kanto together!"

"I'm sorry, dear..." Mom looked away.

"I'm not moving!"

"You are moving!" Mom shouted back at me, which made me flinch. She never shouted at me. "I'm not leaving you here on your own, even if you are eighteen! You wouldn't be able to survive if something happened and this whole trainer thing fell out from under you. We're moving to the Kalos Region, and that's final!"

"KALOS?!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "That's halfway across the fucking world, Mom! I'll never see Amy or any of my friends ever again if we do that!"

"It's already done, Serena! We've already bought a house in Vaniville Town." I stared at my Mother in that moment, my mind frozen in shock. She wasn't just serious, but had already gone that far. "We're moving next week."

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked down, balling up my fists. "I hate you!" I shouted. "I HATE YOU!" I ran out of the house and away from home.