Hello everyone !

So, it's my first fanfic ever and I'm completely new into this domain so don't expect high quality from me (at least at the start ^^)

If you have something to tell me like a suggestion to make my story better, so please review. I'll try to make this story as most enjoyable as I can ! I have to precise that English isn't my main language so I'll really try to not make too many faults ^^'.

Enough talking, here's the first chapter, please enjoy !

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon

The Lucario

Chapter 1: A birth trial

At the top of a mountain covered by the snow was a white tent placed on the edge, in a frizzing violent blizzard. Inside of it was an egg, surrounded by several campfires which were warming it up. It was a solitary egg, without someone to take care of it, there were just a bag near of the entrance. Suddenly a crack came, and a piece of the egg just flew away: the egg was hatching. When the newborn was able to break out, he showed his head: it was a riolu.

He was looking around, at the white ceiling, at the campfires and at the bag. The scenery was a bit sad for the riolu. Then he examined his own body, trying to visualize himself. When he placed his right paw on the floor, he felt a sudden cold. It was colder than his egg by far, but it wasn't unpleasant anymore after a few seconds. He found that kind of home a bit little, his movements were limited and he guessed that if he touches the flames, something bad would happen, something painful: he was scared of these. He walked away from them. Then he smelled something, it was particular but pleasant. His instincts immediately told him it was food. The riolu began to be hungry, he heard his stomach doing a loud noise. He wanted to eat something. The little pokémon walked to the bag and opened it. He firstly found a blanket he threw away and then he saw many fruits. The riolu took a banana and tried it. The peel was disgusting so he immediately spit it out. Then the pokémon saw the inside part of the banana and pulled out the peel. He tasted again, his eyes closed, ready for the worst...

But the riolu was surprised of the sweet taste of it. The banana was easily chewed. He found it delicious. When he finished, the little pokémon noticed some sort of a door with a round shape. He wondered what was the use of it. He found a clip at the side. When he just pulled out a little, it opened.

It was suddenly cold, really cold. Some snow entered, making the entrance white. The riolu felt his body being frizzed, so he immediately shut the door. The fire was doing his work. But the riolu learned a new feeling: fear.

He didn't know what to do, he was confused: he wanted help but the pokémon just remembered: there was nobody. He felt alone. Really alone. He began to cry because of his loneliness, he wanted someone to warm him up, to talk to him, to help him, to love him. Then the riolu knew what he had to do. He had to get out of here, find someone or something to help him survive in this cruel world. He closed the bag, put the blanket on him and took a piece of wood in fire, thinking it would help him to endure the cold. He took a deep breath and opened the door, letting the cold invade the tent.

He saw a whole new landscape: the ground was white, covered in snow, there were big hills and rocks all over the place. The sky was grey, but the blizzard made everything white, the riolu vision was limited, the ground was much colder. He was scared but he had to do it.

The pokémon walked, enduring the cold thanks to his blanket and the fire. But the wind was strong, strong enough to push him and make him fall over a few times. After a moment, the wind was trying to push the riolu away, but he was now resisting. After a while, he stopped, seeing the road stopped too, letting an enormous void taking the place. He looked down and now learned the fear of heights, scared to fall, trying to not imagine what would happen if it happens.

After a while, the pokémon decided to go down when he saw some cornices he could use to. He let slowly, uneasily his right paw go down, trying to reach the cornice. When he did, he let his other paw go down. He was shaking, the space was little and the next cornice was far down. He didn't want to admit it but he had to: he had to jump. The riolu took another deep breath and jumped.

He landed hardly, groaning. When he got up he touched something strange with a loud noise. He took the weird object and immediately threw it away. It was a skull, not as white as the snow but the skull was looking at the riolu with dark black eyes, it was damaged and the jawbone was missing. The riolu was feeling something terrifying from it, so he pushed it, making it fall and disappear into the deep white void.

After a few hours, the pokémon saw something while looking down: it was white ground. He smiled and almost laughed of alleviation. When he finally reached the ground, he sat and took a break. He warmed his hands with the fire and ate an oran berry. Despite the fact the berry was harder to chew, he found it pretty good for its acidic taste, but he preferred the banana by far. After eating a few of those he closed his bag and walked again. After he noticed that the blizzard calmed down he saw another gulf. He punched to the ground covered by the snow, almost in despair, he thought the climbing to be finally over. But he shook his head and slapped himself and he looked down while taking another deep breath. The riolu knew it was actually far from over...

After a long time, when the mountain wasn't covered by the snow anymore, letting appear some grey rock instead, it was now easier to climb down thanks to many spots where the riolu was able to stand on. But now he was full of hope because he saw to bottom of the mountain: it was green, with many trees full of different fruits, the pokémon even believed seeing flying pokémon who are really away. He wasn't able to determine how they look like but he absolutely wanted to see them, meet other people. He didn't stop smiling for a moment. When he almost reached the bottom, riolu saw someone, he was intimidated. Hidden behind a tall rock, he observed the pokémon: his body was grey with purple streaks all around it and it had purple circles surrounding his shoulders. It had a red round nose and had a lot of spots on his head. Its arms were really big compared to its tiny feet. It was carrying a big beam of rock and was heading to a tall structure of rock which seemed unfinished, there were three more pokémons like him. Suddenly, the riolu slipped by stretching out too much and fell while yelling by fear. The gurdurr, surprised by the scream, looked at the origin of the noise and noticed the riolu.

End of chapter 1

So, what did you think ?

If you found this chapter too short, then review about it so I'll try to make the next chapters bigger ! Chapter 2 is supposed to be longer so I guess it won't be a big problem.

By the way the appearance of the chapters depends on my availability but I'll try to be as fast as I can ^^