Pokemon Delta Sun and Theta Moon

Written by SkittleBoxx

Prologue


Hearthome City. A developing, bustling city set in the very heart of the Sinnoh region. With so many people and so many places to go, it's almost like the city is the beating heart of the whole region. Battles, contest, friends, fashion... you name it, Hearthome City has it. Any traveler would stay in the city for awhile, due to the many businesses that accommodate to Trainers and Coordinators. Those lucky enough to reside in Hearthome City have it great- all the relaxation mixed in with the hustle and bustle of one of the largest cities in the Sinnoh region have great reason to say that they would never move from their home.

But as everyone knows, there are some exceptions in life that don't necessarily agree with you.


"And what a beautiful move! But that's what we would only expect at the Sinnoh Grand Festival semifinal rounds!"

"Cindy, turn the TV off."

"Now, Ponyta! Use Stomp on Chimchar!"

"Cindy, listen to your mother."

"Oh, I don't think so! Staravia, get Chimchar on your back and soar outta there!"

"Cindy. I'm going to turn this TV off if you don't stop watching it."

"Right where I want you! Pichu, fire a Thunderbolt straight at those two! We can't lose in the Grand-"

Click!

With the press of a button, the TV's screen went pitch black. The ginger-haired girl sprawled out on the couch took note with a groan. "Ugh, Mom! This was the Grand Festival I was watching!" She turned over and managed to get onto her knees while raising her hands up in a feeble attempt to retrieve the remote. "Give it back!"

"Not until you actually listen to your mother, this is important, Cindy," she responded with a stern face. "Once me and Dad have talked to you I'll give you the remote back."

Cindy crossed her arms and put her stocking clad feet where they belonged, the floor. She looked to where her mother stood, where her father had joined by her side. She simply sat there, waiting for her parents to speak, but more likely for the TV remote to return to her.

It was some time before her father spoke. "So, Cindy... you know how I've been looking for a new job after my old job's company closed down. And your mother... working as a helper in a PokeMart does give us money, but not as much as we want to ensure you have the future we want for you." He looked to his wife and set a hand on her shoulder. "We want our whole family to have the lives we want, and it's very important to you. Ever since you turned fifteen, your future is coming closer and closer every day. I don't know how many times I'll have to reiterate this point... but me and your mother want the absolute best for you."

"Uhuh." The youngest in the room simply picked at her nails, the minute traces of dirt lodged behind her fingernails no more.

"And I really want to help this family earn more. Whatever you may be dreaming of for your future, I want you to be able to pursue it. Like your father, I want- no, I need the best for you. You're important to me. You're so, so important. You're my daughter, I have to give you everything I have to make sure that you're happy." Her mother sighed. "It wasn't easy coming to this decision, based on how much you love Hearthome City..."

"Yep. Totally." Cindy moved to the small braid she had done that morning and mentally debated whether she would redo it later.

"So, me and your mother have come to a conclusion. To help all three of us," her father continued.

"Uhuh. Right." Cindy tapped her toes on the carpeted ground while she imagined herself not in the conversation she was jailed in and probably watching the Grand Festival on TV. She was probably missing the battle. The battle that was in progress was probably long over.

Her mother offered a loving smile. "Well, you don't seem as upset as I thought you would. You're really tough-skinned as always."

"Yeeeeep."

"Okay!" her father exclaimed. "Make sure to pack your bags later this week, we're moving!"

If Cindy were sipping a drink, that drink would've gone all over. However, she had no drink, so her widened blue eyes told the story. A long sharp gasp pieced the previously calm atmosphere of a serious conversation. She opened her mouth to attempt to say something, but no words were forming, let alone rushing to her mouth. Her head slowly swiveled over to her parents, who were both smiling with those motherly or fatherly grins.

"..what," she finally managed.

She saw a paper brochure handed to her, to which she took into her slightly-tanned hands. On the front of the brochure was an image of some islands and some text that would make a better sales pitch on a postcard. The jubilant text read 'WELCOME TO THE ALOLA REGION!' in font that was as bubbly as a Pokemon's Bubble Beam attack.

She opened the paper flaps, to which more happy text greeted her. Images of people and unknown Pokemon to her. There was a boy with a wooden charm settled around his neck, some crystal-like pieces set into it. A girl with a case with the Pokemon Contest logo, the case boasting five colorful Ribbons in the velvet. It read something about a League challenge or a Pokemon Contest challenge. The last section had a beautifully tanned man with a lab coat slung around his shoulders, yet he had no shirt. He had a owl-like creature on his extended arm, and he was smiling at her while adjusting his sunglasses.

Upon turning the parchment over, there was a picture of the shining ocean and many kids and families at play. A nicely decorated sandcastle that looked almost living was in the background, and one of the kids was throwing a dark grey lump with pink spikes into the direction of the ocean. In the sky, Wingull and other bird Pokemon flew. The last picture she noted was the nighttime sky, the happy bubble text proclaiming that this place had the best nighttime sky in the entire world. She finally shook her head to remove some ginger locks that fell in front of her still shocked eyes and focused on her parents.

"W-what...? But..." She sighed, although the exhale was slightly shaky. "But I love Hearthome City! I can't leave!" She stood up and paced around. "I have friends, and I like watching the Hearthome Contest every year it goes live! A-and my friends..." Cindy grabbed her hair and groaned into it. "I hate this already! We're not moving to Aloha-Whatsit!"

Her father sighed, then set a hand on her shoulder. "I was figuring you would react like this..." He looked at his daughter, then smiled. "But there's one thing me and your mother have agreed on when we make the move to Alola." He took the brochure from Cindy and flipped it over back to the side with the man, the boy, and the girl. He specifically pointed to the picture of the girl with black hair and the baggy shirt with the canine-like Pokemon. "Here. Read this aloud."

Cindy merely rolled her eyes, but then complied and cleared her throat. "Ahem... let's see. Start your Pokemon Contest adventure in Alola... collect your five Ribbons that tell your unique story as a Pokemon Coordinator... and enter the Alola Grand Festival and become an Alola Top Coordinator...?!" She looked up at her parents, who were now beaming. "You mean... I... you're going to let me..."

"Yep!" her mother affirmed. "We're really sorry that you have to leave Hearthome... but in compromise..." She ruffled her daughter's ginger hair. "As soon as you get to Alola, you're going straight to the Pokemon Professor's lab to get your first Pokemon. We're going to let you become a Pokemon Coordinator!"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAT?!" the youngest literally screamed. She simply stood as still as a statue, but then began to hop up and down rapidly while making high-pitched squealing noises. "Oh my Arceus, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" She hugged both of her parents and rushed upstiars in what seemed like less than a second.

The father laughed to himself quietly. "There's our little girl... I guess she's really excited to become a Coordinator-"

Before he could finish, Cindy rushed downstairs with an already packed red suitcase. The zipper was already tagged with some scrawly writing, reading 'Alola, where ever we're going'. Cindy smiled at her parents and giggled. "Okay! Let's go and make me a Top Coordinator!"

Her father approached his daughter and laughed, then bent down and took a pencil. He erased some words and replaced them with 'Celestiluna City, Alola'. He stood back up and laughed. "We're leaving for Alola in about a week, so you can spend some more quality time packing."

"And I think you wanted this back," her mother said as she handed the TV remote back to her daughter.

Cindy took the remote into her hands, then nodded and went back to the couch. She turned her TV back on, an interview with one of the Coordinators in the semifinal round she was skimmed out of being conducted. She stared at the screen for a little while longer, then a smile appeared on her face.

"One day, that's gonna be me." She shook her head and laughed. "Alola Top Coordinator title, you can't hide from me."


Chapter 1: The Dream Begins in Alola!


From Sinnoh to Alola, a move days in the making. After the hastle of the drive to the airport and the airport system, Cindy and her family are ready to make their grand move to the Alola region! With the promise of becoming a Pokemon Coordinator, Cindy is nothing more than excited! What dreams will await in Alola?


A plane whizzed by the cottony clouds. That is, if you could really see the clouds due to the sun's absence in the sky. The stars were numerous and plentiful in the sky, and if you could look far down, the ocean would be below, waving hello.

In the plane, Cindy's nose was pressed against the glass along with her hands. The Alola brochure was sitting pretty in her lap, and the blanket set on her legs was almost disregarded as it made a reach towards the airplane's floor. Her eyes moved rapidly to the sights outside, from the stars to the barely visible clouds, then back to the shining stars.

She felt a hand settle on her shoulder. When she looked over her shoulder, she saw her mother. "Cindy, you're still awake?"

"Yeah," she responded, albeit very tiredly. "I'm just so excited to become a Coordinator. I can't settle down if it means that when we touch down in Alola I'm going to become Alola's next Top Coordinator!" She sighed with a smile as she leaned back. "I can't sleep. I'm just too excited."

Her mother laughed. "Well, I'm going to assure that you'll fall asleep soon, Cindy. You've never been a night Noctowl." She removed her hand from her daughter's shoulder and leaned back for herself. "But try and fall asleep soon. We'll be unpacking first thing when we get into our new home, and you're not leaving to get your first Pokemon without at least getting your boxes into your room. You want to have enough energy to do that so you can go out and do contest. Understood?"

Cindy smiled while she resumed smudging the already slightly dirty glass. "Understood, mom."

As her mother closed her eyes to catch those forty winks, Cindy remained at her post near the window. 'Every second, I'm coming closer to Alola. Every second, I'm coming closer to becoming a Coordinator. And every second, I'm coming closer to becoming an Alola Top Coordinator!' She smiled at the thoughts her mind was playing for her. 'Feeling a little tired... maybe I'll dream of becoming Alola Top Coordinator...' Cindy felt her eyelids become heavy and her face separate with the glass that needed a desperate cleaning. Like her mother beside her, Cindy fell into the world of dreams as the plane continued its long journey to the faraway island region.


Hours later, enough time for the sun to shine again, the sounds of a plane's wheels screeching on blacktop filled the air of anyone who was dense enough to take a walk in a restricted landing zone. The plane with the colorful sides reading 'ALOLA AIRLINES- ALOLA, BETTER TRAVEL!' eventually rolled to a stop on the runway. Minutes later, the terminal came beside the plane's door, and people started loading out of the flight machine and started the short walk to the main lobby of the airport.

Cindy and her family were some of the last passengers off of the place. With her red wheeling suitcase (properly packed without socks hanging out of every pocket) in her grip, her and her family walked down the terminal and into the airport. Already, everything looked so different.

Spread throughout the airport were circular couches with tall palm trees seeming to piece the center and touch the glass ceiling of the building. She saw many businesses making a sales pitch to make some PokeDollars from their merchandise- cinnamon rolls, muffins, and succulent strips of bacon were being served in a small cafe area. In what seemed to be a book store, many people were purchasing the paperback goods for something to read during a long flight. Stuffed plushes of red and black cats crammed a toy store display, along with green and brown owls and blue seals.

The family navigated through the airport and passed countless small stores as they went. They quickly stopped at a small bakery, only there for a few minutes to pick up a bite to eat. While Cindy's parents bought a muffin each and wrapped them up to save them for later, Cindy was already gorging herself on a gooey cinnamon bun, the sugary icing matting her fingers.

Eventually, Cindy and her family found the exit... or was it the entrance? Either way, they stepped through the revolving doors and quickly located their cab that would take them to their new home. They stepped into the cab, and off they were to their new residence in Alola.

While the car drove, Cindy propped her head up with her hand and looked out the clean glass window. The tall buildings blurred past her. In her mind, she was picturing what a Pokemon Professor's lab would look like. With her mental image in mind, she tried her hardest to find that image in real life. But with how fast they were moving, it was a feat deemed impossible as they swerved around turns and stopped at the designated signs.

As soon as the ride started, it seemed to end. The cab pulled into the driveway occupied by a massive moving truck probably stuffed full with boxes. The family got out, then waved goodbye to the generous driver as they pulled out of the driveway to help and serve other newcomers.

Cindy looked up, where she saw tall skyscrapers live up to their name. She spotted a hill miles away that seemed to boast an observatory with a gigantic telescope. She looked over at her brochure, where she viewed the small town information for her new town. Celestiluna City, the city that touched space.

Her parents walked over to the truck, which the back was open for people to access the contents inside the truck. Cindy walked over to the truck and picked up a red box from the cluster of red boxes, her color coded boxes. She walked up the stone pathway and looked back for a second.

In the front yard was a tall palm tree, perhaps it was taller than the buildings in the central hub of the city. Across the blue-slate street was a fairly large lake a way away, she could maybe make out a small sailboat bobbing up and down. And was that a moving palm tree...? Cindy shook her head. Maybe she didn't get enough sleep on the plane and was seeing things. A moving, living palm tree? That was fantasy.

She entered the house and rounded towards her room. It was empty except for the pale red walls that were a few shades darker than her red shirt. She set the box down on the carpeted floor, then looked out the window in the room. Same view. Same buildings. Same imaginary moving palm tree. Same little boat dancing on the lake. Same observatory on the faded horizon. She was almost starting to get used to the view. She decided to ignore the world outside her window and go outside yet again, only motivated by the urge to run to the Pokemon Professor's lab to pick up a Pokemon.


"And... finished! Whew!"

In Cindy's room, a collection of boxes were stacked upon each other, tall enough for the exhausted girl to lean against it and wipe her brow. Her parents were standing in the doorway, holding a box each.

Her father stepped in and counted the cardboard boxes. "Eight, nine... yep, looks like you have it all!" Her father ruffled his daughter's ginger hair and smiled. "So, I assume you're going to be off?"

"Yep! Gotta get to the lab and get my first Pokemon!" She threw a fist in the air. "When I'm gone, make sure to get me a shelf to display the Alola Ribbon Cup with my name on it!" Cindy turned to rush out of the room, but a hand on her shoulder said otherwise.

"Woah, woah, woah. Before you go out and explore Celestiluna City..." Her mother used her other hand not occupied by making sure her daughter didn't rocket away to hand her something. In her hand was a bag that was primarily red, a green bottom, zigzag pattern protruding from the top and bottom and handles, and decorated between the green spikes were black dots that looked like watermelon seeds. "I think you'd be able to use this. You can store lots of things in your bag!"

Cindy took the bag into her hands and smiled graciously. "Thanks, Mom!" She slung the bag over her left shoulder and darted out of the hallway for good. "Oh, and I'll be back before sundown!" she called over her shoulder before opening the front door and leaving.


Celestiluna City was a huge city compromised of many tall buildings and bustling business in the central part. However, Cindy wasn't interested in applying for a business job, she was on a mission to find the Professor's lab and get a Pokemon to become the next Alolan Top Coordinator. It was the only reason she was trotting around a busy city near sundown.

Along the way, she had reached into her bag and had found a electronic device that had an entire map of Alola and information about each city, along with a map of each individual city. Seeing that she was new and this was her first time out in the city, she kept the map handy and looked for anything relating to a Pokemon lab. She did eventually find her location on the map, to which she squealed with delight and started a full-blown sprint towards the edge of the city, which wasn't far away from where she was now.

During her run, she saw some Pokemon, most of them unknown to her. A puppy-like Pokemon walking with its owner, along with a child holding a pink and black teddybear-like Pokemon. She swore she saw another living palm tree, but she focused on a mongoose-looking Pokemon with bared teeth. She smiled as she passed by each Pokemon as her long ginger braid whipped behind her, every step taking her closer to the lab.

She passed by many other houses, some residents still out and enjoying the pleasant weather Alola had to offered for that evening. She was pleasantly surprised by the temperature: Sinnoh was very cold and barely warm enough to take off a heavy jacket. In comparison, people in Alola probably didn't know the meaning of heavy jacket, more or less light jacket. Or a jacket with long sleeves. Either way, she was guessing that Alolans looked at long sleeves and quirked eyebrows at the term. Cindy laughed at her little mental comparisons and leaped into the open air, the concept of gravity forgotten as she soared for a small time frame and closed her eyes in pure bliss-

"W-whoa! Look out!"

Before she could respond to the voice, she crashed right into it first.

Cindy and the bystander tumbled towards the ground. While the girl rolled away, relatively unharmed, the bystander she had almost flattened was still on the ground, moaning about their displeasure. Their mop of forest green hair ruffled with every tiny movement, and a pair of silver framed glasses were at their side.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there!" she hastily apologized.

The person, a boy, sat up and rubbed his head. "Oh, it's fine. Now..." He squinted, then looked around himself and started patting the ground all around him. "Can you help me find my glasses? I'm about as blind as a Zubat without them..." He continued moving his hands through the grass and over the blacktop street. "If you see them, please hand them to me. My parents aren't buying me another pair, I've lost two this month already."

Cindy turned her attention to the frames, then took them into her right hand and handed them to the stranger. He only offered a nod of acceptance before holding them in both hands and pushing the glasses onto the bridge of his nose, right over his dark green eyes. He blinked a few times to make sure he could see, then he smiled.

The girl reached a hand down to help the boy up, to which he accepted and hauled himself back up to his feet. He dusted off his short sleeved green jacket and rubbed the back of his neck. "Hey, thanks for helping me find my glasses." He nudged them again, despite he had put them on mere seconds ago. "What had you in such a rush?"

"Oh, y'know. Just Alola's next Top Coordinator going to get her first Pokemon."

The boy's eyes widened. "Really? I was gonna get my first Pokemon tomorrow but..." He smiled for a brief second. "I suppose I can join you!" He stopped for a second, then extended a hand out while he nudged his glasses with his other hand. "By the way, my name's Allen. Nice to meet you!"

"Cindy," she replied as she took his hand and gave it a firm shake.

Allen looked at Cindy and quickly smoothed his unkempt hair down as best as he could. "So, you said that you're going to Professor Kukui's lab, right?

"Oh, that's his name?"

The boy arched an eyebrow. "You didn't know Professor Kukui's name?" He poked her nose for a brief second. "Come to think of it, I've never seen you before, and I know everyone my age here in Celestiluna City. Did you perhaps just move here, Cindy?"

Cindy fidgeted with her thumbs behind her back. "Um, yeah. Just arrived this morning."

Allen gave a subtle nod of understanding. "Then I'll have to show you..." He put his hands in front of him, palms facing Cindy, then he moved them in a circle each while his palms were still out. "Alola!"

"...what the Distortion? I don't get it."

He once again nudged his glasses before explaining, "it's what we do here in Alola. You know how some regions say, 'hey!' or, 'hello!' when seeing someone? Well, in Alola, we do that and say, 'Alola!'" Allen put his hands down at long last. "Hey, what region are you from originally?"

At that point, the two started walking along to the lab together. Cindy was not focusing her attention on the speaker, but to literally everything else. The sunset was descending in the distance, the golden rays and streaks of light painting the whole sky it seemed. A flock of bird Pokemon were flying in front of the potential picture in a museum scene. "Sinnoh. Alola's very different from Sinnoh, I can tell you that."

"Isn't that the region where it snows a lot and it's very cold? And the crazy about Pokemon Contest region?"

"Exactly."

Allen chuckled to himself, hs mop of forest green hair dancing with his subtle head movements. "Well, now I can see why you want to become a Coordinator. If you become Top Coordinator, that'll be exciting. Alola just introduced Pokemon Contest a few years ago, so we don't have many Top Coordinators. I'm pretty sure the first Top Coordinator in Alola was the Contest Master..." He grinned at his newfound companion beside him. "So maybe you can join him and our other Top Coordinator! I bet you can do it!"

"Really?" Cindy questioned. "I haven't even gotten my first Pokemon yet and you're saying I'm a Top Coordinator?"

He shrugged. "Everyone has the same potential within them. How far you take that potential depends on you. And you look like you can take that pent-up potential pretty far."

Cindy blushed from the compliment and the Alolan heat combined. "That was... very deep and reassuring, thank you."

As the pair continued to amble along on their path to the lab, Cindy took her device, the side listing the name of the device the PokeTab, out of her bag and checked where they were in her new home city. Professor Kukui's lab was in view. While she had the lab in the map's view, she pressed her finger in the screen and pulled up more info on the lab.

Apparently, the lab was located on an outlook overlooking the beach. It was a white modern looking building, but the shingles on the roof were sporadic or missing. And that didn't even compare to the bunch of wooden planks nailed onto the roof, and anyone could deduct that there was once a hole there. The windows were also boarded up, like the house was going to hibernate from a tropical storm. However, it managed to look good at the same time. How that was possible was beyond Cindy's knowledge.

Needless to say, they were almost to the lab. Cindy didn't know whay goals Allen was aspiring towards by getting a Pokemon, but she knew that the second she stepped in and picked her adorable starter Pokemon, she was on the road to touch her lucky star that was the Grand Festival.


As Cindy and her newfound friend continue to Professor Kukui's lab, things have shaken up upon meeting Allen! With someone else going to the lab and teaching her about Alola, exciting moments will never run dry! But what is Allen's ambition? Perhaps he could add some company to Cindy's quest to become an Alolan Top Coordinator! Whatever the future holds for the two young Trainers, it's bound to be exciting as the journey continues!


A/N: Here we go! The fanfiction I have been planning since the games' very announcement is here! Just a note, at the end, this fanfiction will be HUGE and cover what an anime-inspired Pokemon Sun and Moon would look like. Sure hope you're ready for battles, contest, and Alola madness because it's gonna be a wild ride. Stay tuned for more shenanigans in Alola! This story will usually update weekly, unless I have something else going on, a holiday gets in the way or I really wanna write two chapters in a week. With that in mind, see you next week~!