Hey there, guys.

I wrote this a while ago, and for whatever reason I put off posting it. So i'm doing that now.

I hope you enjoy this new story!

I sighed, closing my red 3DS and placing it gently on the bedside table. I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling fan as it turned in slow, lazy circles. "Sometimes I really think I was born in the wrong world." I said aloud, though no one was there to hear me.

Now, let me backtrack and explain a little bit. My name is Ash. Well, technically it's Ashley, but I've been going by Ash for years. I'm 17, and I'm one of the biggest Pokémon maniacs around. I've been in love with the game ever since I played the original Blue version on my Gameboy Color.

But, back to the present day. Pokémon Black and White 2 had just recently been released, and while I absolutely adored the game, I couldn't help but miss the good old days when there were only 151 Pokémon and Gary Oak showed up at the worst possible times.

A smile crossed my face at the thought. If I could live in the Pokémon world, everything would just be better. Why? Because I could have Pokémon, of course! And getting to wipe that smug smirk off Gary's face wouldn't hurt, either.

I couldn't help but start giggling. Yes, I admit it; I'd had a huge crush on Gary when I was little. So what if he was a fictional character? He was one badass 10 year old.

I rolled onto my side and looked up, out the window. I could see the thin crescent moon and the bright pinpoints of stars in the deep, dark night sky. Suddenly, a flash of white light blazed across the sky.

A shooting star!

Watching the faint trail it left behind, I whispered my wish. "I wish I lived in the Pokémon world."

It was a bit of a stupid wish, I know, but sometimes all you can do is wish, even if you know it won't come true.

With my wish and the image of the shooting star still fresh in my mind, I rolled over, pulled up the covers, and fell quickly asleep.

Warm sunlight woke me the next morning. It was Saturday, and that meant no school. Still in yesterday's t-shirt and fuzzy Pikachu PJ pants, I crawled out of bed and made my way downstairs.

The first sign of anything being strange was that the house was completely empty, which was rather uncommon for a Saturday morning. I paid it no attention, though, and simply went hunting for breakfast.

I came up with a chocolate chip muffin as my prize, but it was gone much too quickly. Oh well.

It was about then that I heard some strange noises coming from outside. Wiping any leftover chocolate from my mouth with the back of my hand, I walked out to investigate, and froze.

Where the hell am I?! Instead of the usual cul-de-sac I lived on, my house was sitting right in the middle of what looked like a little town. It was small- there were no more than ten buildings in the whole place, and from where I stood in my doorway, I could see them all.

"Oh, hello there!" A somehow familiar voice brought me back to reality. "You must be Ash Sparrow, the girl who just moved in. It's a pleasure to meet you!" The voice belonged to an aging man with white/grey hair. "The names Oak, though everyone tends to call me Professor." He smiled kindly at me and started walking again. "You should come by my Laboratory later. It's just down the road. I'd love to show you around." And then he had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared.

It took my brain a few minutes to process everything it had just learned. Oak. Professor. New in town. Laboratory… Professor Oak's Laboratory!

Oh God… Somehow, by some miraculous magic or something, my wish had come true. "This is Pallet Town! I knew it looked familiar! And that was Professor Oak! Oh. My. God! I'm in the Pokémon world!"

I couldn't explain how it had happened, because I honestly didn't have any idea myself. All I knew was that I had somehow been taken to another world. A world where I knew every corner, every trick, a world where I was invincible- except I wasn't. This wasn't a game where I had an undefeatable army. These Pokémon would be real, and I didn't have any.

Finally able to move again after the initial shock, I raced upstairs to get changed. I had to get to Professor Oaks, ASAP! I threw on dark blue skinny jeans, a white tank top with a short black vest and black and white converse high-tops.

I was rushing like mad, but suddenly stopped as I was reaching for my bag, struck with a sudden curiosity. It was simple black over the shoulder bag with a pokeball on the front. The inside was divided into sections to keep it organized.

"I wonder…" I began walking through the house and packing anything I might need on a long trip into my bag. My IPod, headphones, deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, chargers, a wide array of clothes and food, and even a sleeping bag, pillow, and blanket.

Despite all of the stuff I had miraculously crammed into it, my bag weighed hardly anything and looked pretty empty. "Yes! This is sooo sweet!" If there was one thing I could count on, it was the crazy logic of the Pokémon world.

I quickly ran a brush through my bright red hair, dropped it in the bag, and headed out the door.

I must admit, Pallet town looked a bit different in real life than it did in the game or the anime.

I wasn't quite sure where to go at first, but I let my intuition guide me to the large building atop the big hill.

A metal fence ran around the perimeter of the large property, and I slipped through the gate and made my way up to the front door. Hesitantly I turned the knob, and when it opened, I walked inside.

"Hello? Professor Oak?" I called out. Maybe I'd beaten him here?

"Oh, Ash! My, you sure are fast." The Professor appeared around a corner and beckoned me to follow him. "So tell me, Ash, how old are you?"

"I'm 17." I responded as I followed him down a rather long hallway. We entered a room that looked very familiar, and I had to keep from bouncing up and down with excitement at actually being there.

"17? You're the same age as my grandson!" Oak said with a smile. So little Gary's all grown up, huh? The professor snapped me out of the thought, though, when he asked a question a little more difficult to answer. "So surely you must have had plenty of adventures with your Pokémon by now?"

My initial reaction was to say yes, I'd gone on many adventures. I had traveled every known region, caught every Pokémon around, beaten the Elite Four more times than I could count, and even saved the world a few times. But with a sinking feeling I realized that I actually hadn't.

"No, Professor, I'm afraid I haven't. You see, where I'm from, Pokémon are no more than a fantasy. They may as well not exist there." This seemed to thoroughly shock the Professor, for he turned towards me with his mouth agape. "Then I've found you just in time!"

He began scurrying around the lab, looking for something and muttering. "A girl your age never having had a Pokémon… It's just horrible!" As he was busy searching, I heard the front door open and close again, and a very familiar voice called out: "Yo Gramps, I'm here!"

Professor Oak, still searching, called back, "Ah, Gary, I'm in the back with Ash. You should come say hello!" So Gary finally decides to make an appearance…

"Ashy-boy is here? Oh, this oughta be good." His footsteps rang through the hall as he walked back to where we were. "Up for a little match, Ashy-boy?" He round the corner, but when he saw me his taunting stopped.

His green gaze looked me up and down before he spoke. "You're definitely not Ashy-boy." His tone was slightly curious, and the Professor spoke up from where he was digging through a drawer. "No, Gary, this is Ash Sparrow. She just moved here from, well, frankly I don't know where, but she's here now and that's all that matters."

I nodded absently, but my head was elsewhere. My own blue-green gaze was locked on the doorway where Gary was still standing. He must have noticed my staring, because a smirk formed on his lips. "I know I'm gorgeous, but staring like that is kind of rude."

"I wasn't looking at you, Gary. I was looking at your beautiful Umbreon." The dark-type, seeming to sense he was being talking about, took a few steps forward, studying me with his ruby red eyes.

Gary's smirk softened into an actual smile. "You like Umbreons?" He asked, and I nodded, a large smile forming on my lips. "I love them. Umbreon is my absolute favorite Pokémon! I've always wanted one."

Crouching down, I smiled at the black and yellow Pokémon. "Hey, Umbreon. Do you mind if I pet you?" Gary scoffed. "I wouldn't bother. Umbreon doesn't like strangers, especially girls."

That said, he was rendered speechless when Umbreon trotted over to me and rested his head in my hand. I stroked his long, silky ears and scratched under his chin, and Umbreon made a happy rumbling noise.

Gary stood dumbstruck, staring at me. I simply smiled at him in return, still petting Umbreon. "That's really weird." Gary muttered, running a hand through his spiky brown hair.

It was then that Professor Oak returned, looking defeated. "I'm sorry, Ash, I looked everywhere but I'm afraid I'm all out of Pokémon."

Gary's eyes flashed with interest. "You don't have any Pokémon yet?" I shook my head no. He looked thoughtful for a moment and then, reaching for his belt, he unhooked a small pokeball and tossed it gently to me. "Here."

I caught the pokeball and looked back up at Gary. "It's an Eevee." He said, his green gaze locked on mine. "She just hatched so she's weak, but I have a feeling you can train her well."

I was filled with confusion as I asked simply. "Why?"

"I have a good feeling about you." He said with a smile. "Umbreon has taken a liking to you, which never happens. You're special, Ash, I'm just not quite sure how yet. But I'll figure it out. And take good care of that Eevee. You can bet I'll find you again to check up on her." He flashed a final grin, and then Gary Oak was gone, leaving me with an Eevee and a whole lot of questions only he could answer.