Project Gemini

It's not fair. The guy comes out of nowhere and decides, "Oh, look, I'm going to ruin this poor girl's life just because I'm a jerk."

And then I'm supposed to travel with him. Professor Oak, you so owe me several months of my life.

As if things aren't bad enough, I'm on the run from my 'parents' and a freak organization who want to use me for 'Project Gemini'. Un-believ-able!


Prologue: Infuriating Smirk

Professor Oak gave the young girl a tight smile as she entered his lab. Her dark, sapphire-blue eyes glistening, she said the few words that he had been longing to hear:

"I thought about your offer, and I accept." Right then and there, he'd nearly leaped with joy but composed himself. It wasn't for his selfish research reasons that he wanted her to start her journey, although that wasn't what he told her; he hoped to keep her away from the parents that had been the child's living nightmare for six years. Of course, what he told her was an edited version of that. Careful studies showed that a new Eon was available at the peak of Mt. Moon, but the only way to reach the 'Secret Spire', as scientists liked to call it, was by beating the Elite Four and Champion.

Snapping out of his trance, he realized that the girl was staring at him in a perplexed manner, her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out the reason for his distant expression. Trying to cover his mistake, he hastily handed her the PokeBall and breathed a sigh of relief as she laughed at his forgetfulness.

"Thanks," she whispered, fingering the ball delicately, and Oak knew that she wasn't just thanking him for the Pokemon. He gripped her shoulder firmly, surprised by how his hand seemed giant compared to her tiny, bony frame.

"You're more than welcome." He pressed a PokeDex into her hand as well as several empty, miniature PokeBalls. With one final determined look, she pivoted on her heel and stalked out the door. The professor gave a tiny smile at her retreating figure, the dark outline of her malnourished body a stark contrast to the reds and golds of the sunset. "Take care."

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Clutching the PokeBall tightly in her petite hands, she wandered aimlessly around in the tall grass. Her stomach growled, but she ignored it and kept her head down. With a sudden cry, a gray-and-black blur emerged from behind and latched onto the girl's arm. She flinched, biting back a shrill scream of terror. Instinctively, she pressed down on the center white button, releasing the Pokemon inside.

"Eee!" The brown-furred fox gave a small cry as it appeared, wagging its tail with enthusiasm.

The Poochyena's teeth were beginning to draw blood now, soaking her sleeves with crimson liquid. Fumbling around in her mind for the Eevee's move arsenal, she finally remembered Professor Oak's information. Hesitantly, she called, "E - Eevee, use Tackle." The Pokemon obeyed, albeit unsurely and timidly, ramming into the Poochyena with much less force than it was capable of. Still, it was enough and the Bite Pokemon whimpered before letting go and flying into a tree and racing off.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, then knelt down to pet the Eevee. It shied away, cowering underneath the girl's hand. Sitting down beside the frightened Pokemon, she began talking softly to it.

"I'm Mikayla Kallden, and I'm your new Trainer," she murmured, watching in satisfaction as its large ears pricked with interest and it began to creep out, trembling with frightened curiosity. "Eevee is to ordinary of a name, how about ... Dream?" The newly nicknamed Dream purred and settled deep into Mikayla's lap, rubbing it nose against her chest. The girl laughed quietly as it lipped her chocolate-black hair, and suddenly stopped.

"I laughed," she whispered, "How long has it been since I've last laughed?" She knew the answer to that:

Six years.

She picked up the Eevee and cradled it in her arms, lost in thought. Dream was lost in a world of her own as well, satisfied with the soothing caresses. Only until they were right in front of the Beedrill nest did the Eevee screech. The screech snapped Mikayla out of her faraway state. She blinked, then began running as Beedrill swarmed out of their homes, buzzing angrily.

"Dream, Tackle!" she ordered frantically, hoping that it would knock out the Pokemon that were catching up. Without hesitation this time, the Eevee obeyed, slamming into the front line. But contrary to the girl's plans, this only upset them further and she was forced to recall her Pokemon as they began firing Poison Stings. The rain of bubbling purple projectiles pierced her skin in a dozen different places and she nearly ripped off her lip trying to hold back the screams. Running blindly now, she felt herself crash into a hard, solid wall.

"Watch where your going," the arrogant voice snapped. Then, it rang with mocking amusement. "A rookie Trainer managed to anger over 60 Beedrill on her first go. Keep it up and you'll be filling up your PokeDex in no time. Your mental stability though ..." He trailed off and the girl heard his voice faintly again. "Nuzleaf, Shadow Ball." The command was followed quickly by the sound of bodies thudding against the earth.

She heard footsteps getting closer, and two arms wrapped themselves around her frail body. Wincing, her body went limp against the hold.

"Are you alive?" His voice was still cocky and demeaning. Mikayla blinked, her sight seriously blurred. She could barely make out a strange white-haired boy with a bipedal, brown, humanoid-like creature standing beside him. Slowly, as her hazy vision cleared up, she nodded. The boy held out his hand, an infuriating smirk plastered on his face.

"Well, seeing as I'm your rescuer, I believe a proper thank you is in question." His voice and attitude where that of a child too full of himself. Mikayla gritted her teeth, fuming.

"Thank you," she snarled, still seething from the comment.

"I'm Brendan. Brendan Birch," he introduced. She raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah? Whatever," she hissed. Brendan crossed his arms and leaned back the typical arrogant position.

"I just rescued you, I deserve to know your name." Mikayla rolled her eyes, her rebellious attitude rising. She crossed her arms as well. Two could play at that game.

"I'm Mikayla Kallden, since you're so desperate to know. What, your girlfriend dumped you yesterday?" she mocked coldly, her eyes glittering.

"And you're so eager to tell," Brendan retorted, although he was taken aback by her comment. He flashed her another pure white smirk.

Guys are all jerks, Mikayla mentally fumed. Just then, Brendan's PokeNav rang and Professor Oak's face flashed onto the screen. He smiled pleasantly.

"Brendan, I was hoping you could tag along with Mikayla when you see - " Suddenly, he noticed the girl in the background, pissed. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh, I see you've already met her. Brendan, you've known her for - I'm going to guess less than a minute - and you've already annoyed her. That's not going to be good if you two are traveling together."

The professor shrunk back as the two shot him death glares and screamed simultaneously,

"We what?!"

He fiddled with his thumbs, uncomfortable with looking the two furious teens in the eye. For some reason, his lab coat seemed unusually interesting today; could it be the new bleach ... ? Feeling the heat of their stares, he remembered that he hadn't yet answered them.

"Well, you see, I would like you two to travel together, seeing as you, Mikayla, are a new Trainer, and you, Brendan, need your Kanto badges." Brendan muttered something inaudible under his breath.

"I guess I'm stuck traveling with Loser over here," he said finally, smirking and tossing his hair in the same infuriating manner. Mikayla growled again, smacking the back of his head with her palm and grinning wolfishly. He winced and glared at her icily. Meanwhile, Nuzleaf and Dream were shaking their heads with disbelief at their obvious naivety.

"Too bad, I guess you are."


I'm not completely positive where I'm going with this, and I apologize if Brendan is a little OOC. I don't think we've seen much of him anyways, so I made up his personality. I guess he has a bit of Gary and Ash and whatnot mixed in. Review!

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