It started in a small field of grass, near a little pond. A curious Ralts poked its head out of the grass and looked around the area. It was a female Ralts, a rebellious little Pokémon. It and its parents had an argument earlier, so it decided to simply run off to the aforementioned field of grass, looking for some time alone. However, fate decided that this Ralts was not to have a quiet, calm period of solitude.
The Ralts suddenly noticed something approaching the field, and ducked her head into the grass so she would be harder to spot. She recognized a Torchic, another type of Pokémon, running into the field excitedly. Behind it, she saw something she had only seen once or twice before: a human. This human was wearing a bandana across the top of her head, and had two long locks of hair hanging down, one on each side of her head. Her shirt was red and had short sleeves, her skirt partially covering a pair of jet-black pants. The Ralts then noticed something that struck fear into her heart: the human was holding a Poké Ball. The scared Pokémon knew that if they discovered her, she would likely be captured, and consequently put into slavery under the human.
She attempted to back away, but accidentally tripped over a slight bump in the ground. This attracted the Torchic's attention, and it ran over to her. It gave a loud cry of "Torchic-tor!" and ran towards her. She turned around desperately attempted to get away, but ended up simply tripping over another bump in the ground. By this time, the human had noticed the Ralts, and had run over. The Ralts stood up and turned to face the two of them. She acknowledged the grimness of the situation, but nevertheless decided to hold her ground. She knew that if she ran away to her parents, she would never be able to go out and explore again.
The Torchic had by this point caught up to her, and faced her with a determined expression on its face. Its trainer had a similarly determined expression on her face, gripping the Poké Ball in her hand. She yelled out, "Torchic! Use Scratch!" The Torchic did as she commanded, running up and scratching the Ralts with its stubby talons. The Ralts recoiled in pain, but quickly recovered from the attack. It then retaliated with a menacing growl, which seemed to unnerve the Torchic. However, this did not keep it from doing as its trainer commanded when it was ordered to attack again. This time, the Ralts was unable to recover as quickly, and the trainer saw her opportunity. She threw the Poké Ball she had been holding at the injured Ralts, which was then taken into the ball. The Ralts attempted to break free of the ball, but to no avail. She heard the ball click, and then she had a horrible realization: she was now doomed to a life of slavery and servitude to the human.
(Outside of the Poké ball)
The Pokémon Trainer held the ball triumphantly in the air.
"Yeah, I caught my second Pokémon!" She giggled, and then lifted her Torchic up into her arms. "Thanks, little buddy! I couldn't have done it without you!" The Torchic replied with an exuberant "Tor-Torchic!" The trainer then let her Pokémon down on the ground. Suddenly, she remembered that she had forgotten to get a Pokédex reading on the Pokémon she had just captured. Sheepishly, she said to herself, "Oh well, I'll just scan it when I let it out." She then sat down on a nearby log, and thought to herself. *This was my second Pokémon. This means I'll have to care for them both equally. I'm sure this will work out, though. We'll all be great friends, I'm sure of it!* She then made a decision: She was going to let out the Pokémon she just caught, scan it, and then introduce themselves to it. She reached to the Poké Ball, and then released the newly-caught Pokémon. After it was let out, it confusedly looked around, while the trainer pulled out her Pokédex and scanned it. A cheery voice read out the Pokémon's entry.
"Ralts, the Feeling Pokémon. Ralts is the pre-evolved form of Kirlia. It can use the horns on its head to read human emotions. Ralts rarely shows itself to humans, but may occasionally approach when it senses positive or happy feelings. Ralts can also communicate via telepathy."
The Trainer smiled. She was sure they would get along wonderfully.
(Perspective shift)
The Ralts glared hatefully at the human. Even if she was technically its trainer, she would find that not all Pokémon are quite so foolish as to instantly trust the people who enslave them.
The human got onto her knees and approached her. The human said, in a sickeningly cheery tone, "Hi! I'm May, your trainer! How are you?" The Ralts responded by turning her back to her "trainer". The trainer seemed confused by this. "Hmm? What's wrong?" The Ralts then decided to respond via telepathy.
-(Look, you may have caught me, but that doesn't mean you're in charge of me. I'm smart enough not to simply bow down and become your slave just because you were able to overpower me.)-
May seemed very shocked by this, saying "What?! M-My slave?!" The Pokémon responded, -(Yeah, that's right. I'm not going to bow to your every command whether in battle or out of battle.)-
The trainer seemed baffled by this. "What do you mean, my slave? You're not going to be my slave, you're just going to be one of my partners!"
–(Yeah, right. I'm sure that I'm not going to be your slave, especially not one like that Torchic over there.)-
This time, May responded indignantly. "Hey! Just because Torchic follows my orders doesn't make it my slave!"
–(How is it any different from a slave? It follows your orders mindlessly, no matter what they are.)-
"It follows my orders because it trusts me, not because I've brainwashed it or anything!"
–(Sure, keep telling yourself that. Just know that I'm not gonna follow all of your orders like that Torchic.)-
May sighed. She wasn't so sure if this was going to work out as well as she planned.
Author's Note: Well, that was an interesting experience. Just let me know if you thought it was good, average, or just plain bad. Incidentally, here's a guide on the dialogue, in case you were confused (I apologize for not including this in the beginning; I believed it would take away from the immersion.)
"Example." = Standard talking.
*Example.* = Thoughts. (Note that I may sometimes state what a character is/was thinking.)
-(Example)- = Telepathy. (This is going to be Ralts' way of communication.)
(Example) = A shift in perspective in some way.
