Azara: Hello, People! I have begun a new fanfic; A Pokemon fanfic to be precise. I will only work on this one when I have time, however, as I desperately need to update my Kingdom Hearts stories. I have also been playing a few Pokemon Hacks, such as Ruby Destiny: Life of Guardians, and Pokemon: Legend of Legends (which I am making.) This is actually not the first time that my OC, Kasai, makes an appearance. She made her official debut (or will make her debut) in my story Awakened Fate: Pained Sorrow. I changed her personality for the story. Enjoy! Riku-sempai, will you do the disclaimer?

Riku: Darkmoonprincessazara does not own Pokemon, or me. Pokemon belongs to Nintendo, whereas I am shared by Square Enix and Disney. I am just here to do author's notes with her.

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Where am I…

How can it be so dark…

Why does this feel so familiar…

Wait! Where is—

I awoke to the sound of my annoying alarm clack ringing. For the millionth time, I regretted not having put it on my nightstand, and reluctantly got out of bed, cringing at the buzzing sound my alarm clock made. I pushed the plastic tab on the top to the "off" setting, then opened up a dresser drawer, pulling out a long sleeved white v-neck shirt and a black vest. Opening another drawer, I pulled out a pair of blue cargo pants. I put on my clothes… then got back in bed.

You probably think that this is just because I'm lazy. That's part of it, but the other part was that it was the first day of summer, and I had just forgotten to turn off my alarm clock for the season. And after getting dressed, it was then that I had realized it was summer.

I closed my eyes, trying to think of Jissai. He had been a year above me in school, but left in order to become a trainer. We never spoke much, but I had harbored a secret crush on him. Personally, I didn't see why he wanted to become a trainer. It was too much work, having to raise a Pokémon. You would have to feed it and clean it, among other things.

I squirmed in bed, unable to go back to sleep, then gave up and went downstairs to the office. I sighed, then got on the computer. I really only went on a few websites, but I still went on anyways. I didn't know why, but it was just so addicting.

I was on for what seemed like three hours when I heard my mom's annoyed voice calling from upstairs. "Kasaaaaiii! Come up and make your bed!"

I groaned. Personally, I didn't see why I had too. I was just going to get back in bed tonight anyways. Besides, I would mess it up again later when I got on it to read books in private or avoid my sister. I didn't voice my thoughts, but called out in resignation. "Fiiine!"

Upon going back upstairs, I saw my mom glaring at me. "I called you and called you, but you didn't come up."

I sighed. We had had this conversation many times before. "You only called once."

"No, I called you several times, and you ignored me."

I internally rolled my eyes. I didn't have a response. I went into my room and made the bed quickly, covering the books, plushies, and other stuff on it with the blankets… as usual.

I sighed, then walked to my bookshelf. I pulled a book from it at random, and began reading. I wasn't sure why I did this, but I did it a lot. It had become tradition. Eventually, I grew bored of the book and left my room to go eat breakfast.

"Good morning, Kasai," said my little brother, Zack. I smiled. Of all my family members, he was favorite. He was ten years younger than me, at only five years old.

I ruffled his spiky blond hair, which was similar to my red hair, which spiked in back and on the sides. The only difference was his wasn't as long, and his spiked on top as well.

I grabbed a plate out of the cupboard, and walked over to the table, where Pikachu shaped pancakes were stacked on a plate. I grabbed a few and put them on my own plate, then put butter on them. A long time ago, I had hated butter on my pancakes and only used syrup, but now it was the other way around. I'll never remember the reason for the change.

As I ate, I felt a pair of hostile eyes on my back. I turned from my pancakes to face my mom, who was holding a form of some sort in her hand. "Kasai, you seem to be out of sorts since we moved to Sinnoh."

I looked back at my pancakes. "So what if I am?"

My mom sighed. "I spoke with your dad and we came to a decision: you lack responsibility."

I blinked. "How is that a decision?"

Mom put the form on the table in front of me. "You are going to become a trainer."

My eyes widened as I realized that my mom had already filled out the form. In pen. Meaning I couldn't erase it.

I turned slowly to face her, fully aware of the look of horror on my face. "…no…"

From where she sat at the table, my sister, Dani, smirked. "Finally! We won't have to deal with that stupid-head anymore."

My mom frowned at her. "Dani, don't call people names."

"But- but!" She sighed, giving up on an excuse. I smirked.

"Kasai, I really think you should do this. You always say that everything's so boring, and being a trainer will give you the opportunity to go on an adventure the way you always want. You may also learn things about yourself, too."

I sighed, and took the pen from my mom and signed my name on the only blank open, where my signature was meant to go. "Fine."

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When my dad came home from work that night, he offered to take me to Sandgem town to get my Pokémon. I agreed. I would finally be able to leave Twinleaf town for the first time since I'd moved there.

The next day, I woke up ready to go. I changed into the same outfit as the day before, just because it was the best traveling clothes I had. Dad smiled at me. "Ready to go?"

I sighed. It felt like I was forgetting something, even though I knew for a fact I wasn't. I had everything I needed, and my dad made sure of it. I nodded. "Let's go."

We started on the path to Sandgem, which really wasn't too far away. Dad smiled. "Are you nervous?"

I nodded. "Um… yeah. I really don't think I have what it takes to be a trainer…"

Dad chuckled. "That's why we signed you up to be a trainer. It's so that you can develop these attributes."

Suddenly, an angry wild Staravia landed on the path in front of us. "Star! Staravia!"

Dad smirked. "Vigoroth! Come out and help!" he threw the Pokéball in front of us, and his Vigoroth came out in a white light.

"Vigor…oth!"

Dad stretched out his hand. "Now, Vigoroth! Use Fury Swipes!"

In seconds, the Staravia was lying on the ground, unconscious. "Star…"

Dad smiled. "Vigoroth, return." We resumed walking. "I bet you wouldn't think this, but I was just like you when I first became a trainer. Heh, I barely thought I would make it my first day, but I did."

I blinked. Dad would occasionally tell me about his journey, but never once did he say he didn't think he could do something. "hey look! We're here!" Dad pointed straight ahead, and a stared at the city in front of me.

Well, city is really an overstatement. It was just a town with quite a few buildings in it. One of the buildings was considerably larger than the others. It was this one dad lead me to. "This is the Pokémon Lab, run by Professor Rowan. This is where you will get your first Pokémon." I nodded, and followed him to the lab.

"Hello? Anyone here?" my dad called.

Two people in lab coat walked into the room. One was a scary looking old man with white hair and a mustache. The other one however…

"Professor Araragi!" I cried, smiling. Back when we lived in Isshu, she was the Pokémon professor and lived in my hometown.

She smiled back. "Well, if it isn't the little fireball," she said, using her nickname for me since I was a kid. "But what's this? You aren't nearly as active as you once were!"

I hesitated. "Things… changed," I said a last, lamely. "But what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in Isshu?"

She laughed in her carefree way. "I just came to help Professor Rowan here with his research about the starter Pokémon oak is lending us for while he is here for the Twinleaf Festival."

My eyes widened. "Twinleaf festival? I completely forgot!"

The scary looking man, Rowan, I guessed, spoke. "Now now, hold on just a moment." He pointed to six Pokéballs on a table nearby. "You are here to get your Pokémon, yes? Thanks to Professor Oak, not only do we have the usual Sinnoh Pokémon, but we also have some Pokémon from Kanto. You may choose which one you would like most."

I nodded and approached the table. In front of each Pokéball was a label with the name of the Pokémon contained inside it. I read the names. Chimchar, Turtwig, Piplup, Charmander, Bulbasaur, Squirtle…

I picked up the Pokéball that contained Squirtle, and looked at Rowan. "May I see the Pokémon before choosing, please?"

He nodded, and pressed a button on the table. All the Pokémon came out of their respective Pokéballs, including the Squirtle. I looked at all of the Pokémon. Then, one of them, an orange lizard looking thing with a flame on its tail, came up to me. "Char?"

I knelt down on one knee. "Hello," I said, looking at it. I smiled. "I'm Kasai."

"Char Charmander!" it said.

I looked at it. "So your Charmander?"

It nodded.

I smiled. Somehow, I knew that this Pokémon was the one. I bent down and picked it up. "Professors? I would like Charmander here."

Rowan nodded. "Very well then."

Araragi smiled. "Would you like to give it a nickname?"

I thought for a moment. "How about… Blaze?"

"Char! Char!" the newly dubbed Blaze looked excited.

Professor Araragi tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to see her hand me something. "Here is your Pokédex and Pokéballs."

"Thanks," I said, putting them on my belt. I turned to Blaze, then my dad. "Ready to go?"

Dad smiled. "Where did all this confidence come from?"

I blinked. "I'm not sure…" suddenly I started doubting myself. Could I be a proper trainer? What should I know about Charmander that made it different from other Pokémon? How would I be able to go through with all this?

Blaze somehow seemed to sense my worry and touched my arm. I looked down at the little Pokémon and smiled. Suddenly my worries were gone. I knew that Blaze and I were already friends. "Let's go," I said, and I lead the way out.

"Bye! Good luck!" called Professor Araragi.

I smiled. Dad turned and looked at me. "Hey, I need to get to work at the Pokémart. You can get home on your own now, right?"

I nodded. "Right." I looked over to Blaze and began down the Path. Suddenly, being a trainer didn't look so bad. I had a Pokémon and would soon be traveling the region. Blaze didn't seem incredibly high maintenance the way I thought Pokémon always were. All I would have to worry about was his training and whether or not he was being fed.

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A young man with silver hair was standing on a hill overlooking Twinleaf town. Next to him was a grey pigeon-like Pokémon. He smiled. "I'm glad I came home in time for the festival," he said. "Aren't you, Mamepato?"

The Pokémon ruffled its feathers. "Mame! Pato!"