The Story of Amy Ketchum

A/N: Hey guys, I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I know Henchman still isn't finished, and at this rate I might never get back to it. I'd never even seen the episode until you guys suggested it. So until the writer's block clears I've decided to move on to my second passion, Pokémon. This story I created all on my own, well a little help from some RP friends. But let's get to the story, I've been rambling for too long.

Edit: Hey! So, I've decided to run through the story and fix up some stuff. Let me know if I miss anything please!

Hey there. I'm Amy, Amy Ketchum. I know you're probably thinking "Isn't that the last name of that Ash kid?" Well you're right. I'm Ash's big sister. I guess I should explain, it all started 11 years ago.

At the time I was just 3. I lived in Pallet town with my Mom and my Dad. You heard me right my Mom and Dad. At the time we were a happy family of 3, soon to be 4. I've always been a very active kid. Dad always said it was because I'm a Ketchum, it's hard for us to sit still. Because of that I wasn't like the usual young girl of that time because I didn't wear dresses. I usually wore denim shorts faded from excessive wear, a bright red tee shirt, usually with a pokeball symbol on it somewhere, and a bright blue jacket with plenty of patch jobs all over it. Because Pallet town is so small I was the only kid around my age living there. All most all of the kids that reached the age of 10 left on a journey after receiving a pokemon from the professor. My Dad was usually at work, so when he didn't bring me with him I liked to play on Route 1 with the pokemon there. So, I was the only kid my age there at the time, but I wasn't the only kid in Pallet Town. There was this gang of three 10 year olds, the leader felt like he had to constantly remind people that he was 10½. The reason that these three didn't leave was that Prof. Oak refused to give them a Pokémon. He said that they didn't understand what Pokémon are for and that they're real living creatures with feelings. Because of this the three passed their time doing the only other thing they felt that they could to, they bullied me. I believed the exact opposite of these three, and they thought that I was completely wrong. There actually isn't that big of a difference between pokemon and humans, deep down we're the same. I truly believed this but because of that they teased me and picked on me. Believe me I tried to ignore them but then they saw that the words weren't hurting me they decided that punches and kicks could.

I tried to hide the bruises and scrapes because I didn't want to worry my Mom and Dad. Looking back I wish I did but I didn't. One day after my daily bulling I ran off to Route 1 to hide. It was mid August so a lot of flying types were from migrating to escape the cold. I was sitting near the tall grass watching all of the different kinds of Pokémon fly by. There were flocks of Pidgey, Spearow, Zubat, and some I didn't even recognize. As I was staring at the sky I heard something in a bush nearby. It startled me at first but they I hear faint crying noises. I slowly got up to go investigate when I found a little bird with an injured wing. It was about half my size and a light murky blue in color almost to the point of being a extremely light purple, it had a plume of fluffy white feathers covering its head and part of it's upper body, it had huge talons to, they looked to big for it's body. Usually a Pokémon like this would make me feel a little intimidated with it being almost half my size, and also one I didn't recognize. But it wore a very sad and hurt expression I knew I needed to help it. The first thing I did was run back to Prof. Oak's lab.

"Professor Oak, Professor Oak!" I shouted storming into his office one I got to the large house that sat atop a hill. It's really easy to identify if you know that there's a windmill attached to his house. But I guess since I was three my shouts probably sounded more like "Pwefessor Oak, Pwefessor Oak!".

"My my, if it isn't little Amy? How are you today?" Oak replied.

"Pwefessor," I whined, "now's not the time! I was out on Route 1 watching the migwrating Pokémon and I found a little one. It's got a hurt wing. Come qwick I need your help!" I shouted at him as I tried to drag him out the door. I didn't want to waste any time, looking back though I could've been more polite about it.

"An injured Pokémon, you're right Amy this is an Emergency. Let's hurry."

The two of us made our way back to Route 1 as fast as we could. We actually ran at around the same speed me with my tiny legs and Oak with his, well being old. Though I wasn't running as fast as I could, I didn't want to leave the professor in the dust.

"It's over here Pwefessor!" I told Oak as I pointed to the bush where the little bird was. I tried to stay quiet so I didn't frighten the murky blue bird off, but I was to energized to do so. That and I was really in a hurry to help the little guy.

"My my, this isn't a Pokémon from the Kanto Region, I think it's from Unova!" The professor exclaimed in surprise. While pokemon migrated they sometimes travel across regions so it's not super uncommon to see pokemon from other regions during migration. They usually try to stay out of sight though.

"Yu…no…va…" I said trying to copy the sounds the professor made. "Pwefessor, now's not the time! We have to help it!" I didn't want the little guy to suffer anymore so I was very eager to get him healed up.

"You're right Amy, let's get it back to my lap so I can heal it. Can I borrow you're jacket Amy?"

"Sure Pwefessor." I look of my jacket and offered it to Oak. He took and tried to approach the pokemon.

"It's OK little guy, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to take you to my lab to run some tests on you."

I don't know what it was that scared the Pokémon, probably the strange humans trying to approach it. The flying type became really frightened and it tried to fly away, but with its injured wing it couldn't.

"Pwefessor you're scawing it! Let me twy." I took my jacket back from Oak and put it over my shoulder. I started to walk towards the small bluish-purplish pokemon but it tried to fly again. I tried to comfort it by talking to it since that's the way you calm down most children.

"It's OK little guy. I'm not going to huwt you. I just want to help you. Don't twy to fly you'll only huwt yourself. It's OK." As I slowly walked towards the injured pokemon it started to calm down as if my words put it under a spell. By the time I reached it, it was completely calm and gladly let me wrap it in my jacket so I could pick it up.

"Well done Amy!" Oak congratulated. "Now let me take the little guy." Oak tried to take the pokemon from my arms but the little guy tried to peck the professor.

"It's OK little guy, the Pweffessor's not going to huwt you."

The pokemon cried out it protest but he let Oak take him. I'm glad too because at the time I couldn't have held that pokemon for too long, I also couldn't see very well over it's head.

"You sure to have a way with Pokemon Amy. Now, let's get back to the lab to see what's wrong."

I nodded in agreement and the two of us started to make our way back to the lab with the flying type in hand.

A/N: Done, first chapter, I hope you like it! If you like it I'll keep continuing because unlike my other fics I have complete control over what happens so the creative process should come better. I also have pretty much half of the story in my head right now anyway so there. Please review. I know that sometimes it just seems to be easier to just pass it by but I really like to know if you guys like what I'm writing. (and a favorite and or follow wouldn't be bad either) Anyway, until I write next time. See ya later!

Edit: Reading back though this it really makes me surprised, I didn't not write that well when I started this. It almost makes me scared to see what I did with Evicted. Anyway as always a review would be lovely! Thanks for reading! Until I write again, see ya later!