Hiya. This is my first fic and as such, it'll start off slowly. But it'll pick up... promise! If anyone reads this, feel free to review, flame... do whatever you like! Haha.

Any tips on how to improve my writing would be appreciated.

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Central Plaza, Castelia City - 48 Hours Ago:

The Plaza was packed, and when I say "packed" I mean, packed. Rows upon rows of folding chairs filled with graduates made sure that there wasn't any space left for the casual visitor on that day. Even the official photographers could only just be squeezed in. Thankfully, I had a seat; but then, like the people sat next to me, I was a graduate.

A graduate of what you may ask?

Only the 250th Intake of the Castelia City Police Department, or CCPD for short. I'd taken my tests, completed my physicals and bonded with Pokemon.

I guess you could say I'd passed with flying colours.

Still, the training was difficult, even with this being the Department's largest recruitment drive since it's founding. Which was in...? I can't remember, and that worries me. Honestly, if the instructor who taught us the history of the CCPD could hear my thoughts he wouldn't be best pleased. Sat around me, on chairs identical to mine were a mass of my tunic-wearing, shiny-buttoned fellow recruits. I bet they'd know the answer - hell, they've probably been to Pokemon University and got a degree already. I can already predict who'll lead my particular section...

Eventually, it came to my attention that the graduation ceremony was dragging on quite a bit. (A bit like this monologue) I was bored enough already. Seriously, couldn't Commissioner Reina go any quicker? I'm dying here.

It actually seems like she read my thoughts because soon she announced that it was time to commend various graduates for their hard-work and "going on the extra mile" - looks like our instructors were monitoring us throughout the training to scout out the best recruits. I hate to admit it, but I switched off when she announced the recipients of the rewards; each being following by a chorus of applause from the 3,000 or so people on-site.

I remained switched off, until...

"And lastly, the recipient of the Oak Baton, our most prestigious award given out to a recruit who shows outstanding conduct, integrity and discipline during their training goes to..."

You could practically hear a pin drop - everyone wanted the Oak Baton. Hell, even I snapped out of my half-conscious state.

"RAMON KANCHILLA!"

What? YES!

I stood, my legs were jelly. Barely being buoyed on by the chorus of applause that erupted from the recruits around me. Okay, I admit it. I was nervous, I mean my instructors had praised me a little - but I didn't expect this!

Adrenaline flowed through my veins as I walked onto the stage that all of my fellow graduates were facing; a click of the heels and one smart salute later, Commissioner Reina and I were face-to-face. "Thank you, ma'am." I blushed, still surprised at being chosen for such an illustrious reward. Her words did little to soothe the raging fire that threatening to consume my face. My throat increasingly dry.

"This is truly a great start to your career with us. It's a solid base for you to build upon and hopefully I'll be having to give you many more commendations and medals in the future." With that, she handed me the Oak Baton, placing it into my gloved hand and snapped me a salute for a change. Apparently, receiving the Oak Baton is the only time that the Commissioner salutes a new recruit and not the other way around. Then, it was over and I returned to my seat, applause ringing in my ears once again...

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Naturally, the parade afterwards was great - lines of smartly turned out men and women marching down Main Street to the distinctive boom of some kind of EDM. Admittedly, this police department is weird; first of all, I said "men and women" earlier, that was a lie. Instead, I think you should try "late teens" if you're looking at our age. The youngest graduate is what...? Fifteen? For example, Commissioner Reina must only be in her early twenties... tops and she only graduated five years ago. Secondly, why don't we have drums and a brass band? That would make things feel more... traditional? If that's the right word. Although, I do like the intense, visceral beats of this particular mix that the Department's put together. I guess EDM isn't all bad...

None of that took away from the parade though, the pavements and sidelines were filled with throngs of people, all cheering, whooping, hollering and just creating as much noise as possible. They had to. Between us and the crack of our boots onto the concreted ground and the obnoxiously loud musical backdrop, there wasn't much reason for them to stay quiet. Every so often, a roar would escape from the crowd and they'd budge a few inches closer to the columns of us that passed them by. Finally, we turned down onto Sunset Avenue, flanked by the crowd and the parade finished.

When the parade eventually finished, I, along with the rest of the recruits was ordered to head to a large hotel within walking distance of Liberty Pier; chiefly to spend the night there. The next morning, we'd be posted to our stations and get to meet the people who would find themselves at the same stations as us - this was important, because we'd be living with them 24/7.

We'd also get to pick our Pokemon too.

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The Blue Harbour Hotel, Castelia City - 24 Hours Ago:

I woke early the next the morning. 7:00 am sharp. Last night had been horribly humid, and thus the bedsheets were basically glued to my shirtless self; getting those off of me is a story for another time, let me tell you. By the time I'd taken a shower, it was only quarter-past the hour and I'd become thirsty...

Really. Thirsty.

As a result, I got dressed - throwing on whatever crap in my suitcase that I could find and headed downstairs into the lobby. Said lobby was nearly empty and I was starting to get irritated. What if I couldn't find a drinking fountain, vending machine or bar? I could die, or worse!

Thankfully though, my saviour appeared soon after.

A girl. Luckily, a fellow graduate - funnily enough, she's the person that I was referring to when I said that the CCPD took in young people. She introduced herself to me and I found out that her name was Eve. Eve has long red hair, blue eyes milk-bottle coloured skin and quite tall... for a girl. Even so, I found myself to be several inches taller than her; so, obviously I had to look down to make eye contact... except I found that I was drawn to something else...

Let's just say that Eve has one hell of a rack. Mmm. She's also gorgeously slim.

Please. Please, if you exist Arceus make Eve be in my team, let Eve be in my team!-

"Hey..." She says, waving her fingers in front of my face. "You look a little bit zoned out..."

I did a double take. "Me? No, I'm just looking for a drink... that's all. Really!" I blush, my face turning a dark shade of scarlet. Hopefully, Eve wouldn't prod too much further, or I could be in some deep shit.

Looks like fate chose to smile on me, because Eve didn't question my relatively... weak answer. (If you can call it that.)

Instead...

"Ah... okay, well I just got some lemonade from the vending machine over there; it sells lemonade, soda pop and fresh water..."

Although, I didn't really hear that last bit, because I was off like a shot towards said appliance. More importantly, I fucking know what this vending machine has within it...

Liquid Gold.

Popping in a quarter, I press the dial, finding myself the proud owner of a bottle of water within a few moments afterwards. With it now in my possession, I waste no time, gulping that shit down in seconds. The drink was beautiful...

"Ramon! Come over here!" Eve calls out, waving her arms like she's lost somewhere. Sighing softly, distracted from my now empty bottle, I dump it into a can and walk over to the redhead, who seems eager to talk.

"So..." I begin, "What brings you here, Eve?"...

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Eve and I spoke for about an hour or so. I'd learnt that she was originally from Kanto, yet moved here when her dad got a job in Nuvema Town and joined the CCPD because she wanted to fulfill some lifelong goal of hers. Naturally, I explained my own backstory - being a native of Castelia City and such.

This merry little chit-chat continued for about a half hour or so, until the rest of the recruits and higher-ups came down into the lobby. The higher-ups talked at length about everything, but having heard it all before, I was pretty nonplussed.

Until it came to being posted to our stations...

"The 43rd Street station's new recruits are... Eve Kovac, Tommy Ace, Erika Thorn, Amber Bright and... Ramon Kanchilla!" Announced a Sergeant, clad in a white shirt and dark-coloured pants.

Yes! Eve was with me! More importantly, there was another person who I recognised. Tommy!

Tommy and I go way back, we spent all of our schooling together, battled using our parents' Pokemon together and spent many-a-day together. So, in other words, we're tight.

Then, the man himself walks over to us, leading the other recruits who'll be joining us at the station... then he sees me.

"Oh hell yeah!" Comes the collective cry from the both of us, high-fiving each other's palms fiercely and being very amused by the whole situation...

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Later on, we were all led to a large room - filled with long tables filled with Pokemon. Each of these having their own cries, calls and shouts; which serve to add to vast din within the building.

The same sergeant from earlier told us the purpose of the visit, utilising a megaphone and some very fine oratorical skills.

"YOU SHALL ALL CHOOSE A POKEMON FROM THIS ROOM. THE POKEMON YOU CHOOSE WILL SERVE AS YOUR PARTNER ON PATROLS, CASES AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, WHEN YOU'VE GOT YOUR BACK TO THE WALL. TREAT THEM WELL. THAT IS ALL."

Choosing a Pokemon was a pretty linear process, as expected, most people picked Pokemon that were most similar to them. The brainy officers, for example picked psychic types, jack-of-all-trade officers picked normal types and so on...

That said, there was literally a Pokemon for every person because there were so many different personalities in the room that it was impossible not to find a Pokemon who no one wanted. They were all snapped up. It took hours.

I picked a Riolu, primarily because I swore it spoke to me. Somehow. I was happy with my choice, but now I was curious to what Pokemon the others had picked. After searching, pushing and pulling through the vast hordes of officers alike, we all met up.

Tommy picked a Growlithe, Amber picked an Eevee, Erika picked a female nidoran and Eve... damn, Eve picked a Jigglypuff!

Eve knows. Eve knows that she's got assets and isn't afraid to imply anything less!

Pretty soon afterwards, we were led to some kind of busing area. This is where we'd be taken from the hotel to our stations; and given the size of Castelia City, I couldn't disagree with it.

We got on the bus, eventually. (It took an era for it to arrive)

Then we headed to our station.

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We got there. A full two HOURS after we were supposed to. Oh, Castelia rush-hour... I love you. The bus' driver was eager to see us off and drove away as quickly as he could. We all got into the station, met the four officers on duty, went through the greetings, swapping spit all of that.

Then? Then we all went to our rooms and collapsed into bed. We all knew tomorrow would be equally draining. But couldn't wait.

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Now that the first chapter's over... (thanks for staying with me up to this point) what does everyone think? Good? Bad? Completely awful?

Make sure to tell me everything! See ya!