Author's Note: Good day/evening/kwanzaa beautiful readers! I'm very excited to finally have gotten around to writing about my Pokémon White Wedlocke. For those of you who don't know the rules and regulations of a Wedlocke I recommend you look them up. Anyway this story is significantly more serious than Summoner's Lab but regardless I think it is going to do very well based off what I've written so far. Hope you guys enjoy! -Sheepus.

Nuvema Town… Humble Beginnings

The leaves danced in the light breeze of Nuvema town, a quiet village at the southernmost point of the Unova region. They twirled around as they descended to the dandelions just off the dirt path by a small house with a mailbox labeled " ". A young boy, no older than 18, stepped out and took notice. He took hold of a dandelion in his small hands and let out a puff of air as he made a solemn wish. He made his way right around the corner of his humble abode and saw the laboratory that was home to famed researcher and professor, Dr. Juniper. He walked into her workspace not saying a word. The lab was filled with large tubes and computers with blinking lights that no one except a professional could understand. A young woman in a teal labcoat entered from her office smiling.

"Oh, Doc! you're here early, I'll bet you're eager to get your first Pokémon." She cheered holding a tray with three pokeballs resting on them.

"Yes, Ms. Juniper." He said shyly, eyes to the floor.

"Oh no need for such formality, call me Aurea." she chimed laying down the tray. "Now I must warn you this pokeball in the middle is empty so i'll get to him last." she noted taking the two side pokeballs in her hands. "First we have Oshawott, our water type Pokémon!" She said gleefully throwing the pokeball skyward as a dazzling gleam released a small female Oshawott with a bow on her scallop. She giggled slightly and waved to Doc. "Next we have our fire type Pokémon Tepig!" She said releasing him. He had no accessories but he hopped from side to side trying not seem bland. "And our final Pokémon is a little on the dangerous side, we recovered him from a gang of poachers and he doesn't seem to like captivity too much." She pulled out a reinforced glass container from under a desk with a Snivy resting in it. He had his tail tagged, most likely by the poachers, and whip marks on his back. "This is Snivy, our grass type." She said eager to set him down. "So which will it be? Oshawott or Tepig?" she chimed setting the container down.

"I'll take-" Doc began

"Professor Juniper!" a young boy's voice called.

"We're so sorry we're late!" a young girl close behind him called bursting through the door.

"Ah Cheren, Bianca, so nice to see you I was just giving out the Pokémon I laid out for you three." Aurea assured, smiling.

"Oooh! cool, I want that-" Bianca started.

"I think, since Doc got here first he should choose first." Cheren interrupted.

"What, but I- fine! Go on Doc, I guess it's only fair…" Bianca groaned crossing her arms.

"Professor- er Aurea…. I think I will choose your Snivy as my starter… I don't know why but I just believe he is the right Pokémon for me." Doc stated. Aurea was shocked, she had not particularly wanted to give her Snivy to anyone given the fact there was something clearly wrong with him.

"Are you quite sure about that Doc?" Aurea insinuated.

"Yes ma'am." He affirmed, The professor reluctantly released the Snivy from his container. The grass snake hissed at Doc and backed away defensively.

"W-well Doc, since you are the first here may I ask you to beta test something for me." Aurea asked picking up a thin headband on her desk. "You put this around your head and you should be able to convert sound waves from Pokémon into language, we've yet to test it on anything besides the Pokémon around here but we were wondering if you'd take it with you." She requested handing it to Doc.

"I suppose." Doc reluctantly responded, slipping the thin black band around his head. It gave off a purple glow in the shape of a pokeball and Doc slid his cap over the top of it.

"Aw, why does Doc get all the cool stuff?" Bianca protested.

"Pipe down Bianca, it's a first come first serve world alright." Cheren countered lightly stroking his chin hair. Doc offered his hand and introduced himself trying to make conversation, but the Snivy just hissed.

"He can be a bit… Unstable." Aurea commented with a disappointed countenance.

"Maybe, but I have a good feeling about him." Doc assured. "Come on, you got anything to say bud?"

"Filthy humans… I've nothing left to say to you." The Snivy hissed. "I-I now speak the language of you cursed fiends… You've taken my home and my family and now you take my identity as a 'Snivy'. What shall you take next?" he snarled barring his four fangs at the filthy lot around him. The device on Doc's head repeated the words Snivy spoke for everyone to hear.

"Doc, are you sure you want to-"

"Yes professor, I don't know why but I see potential in him."

"Oh Doc, thinking you're hot stuff aren't you? Well if he's taking the Snivy I suppose I'll take the-"

"Oh Doc's a trainer now!" Bianca chimed interrupting Cheren. " Then I'll take this little cutie!" She cheered picking up the eager Oshawott in her arms and spinning her around.

"Hey? Who said you could- Ah well I wanted self-cooking bacon anyway."

"Cheren how could you-"

"Pipe down Bianca it was only a joke… Although…"

"Cheren!" Bianca bellowed, striking him lightly in the chest.

"Disgusting humans… All you lot do is oppress us don't you?" The Snivy joined, hopping off the desk. Bianca's Oshawott giggled a bit and looked to Snivy, the headband around Doc's head intently listened and repeated the soundwaves it received.

"Always have to be a downer don't we Snivy? Listen how 'bout you and I have a battle alongside our new trainers? C'mon you always loved to fight." She suggested getting in a fighting stance.

"Not for these fools, we are not puppets, we can battle on our own accord but not for the slave drivers." He countered, pouting the other way.

"Oh don't be that way! If you won't throw the first punch then I will. Listen and Listen good master I can Tackle and Tail whip, just say the word and I'll be on it!" She said grazing her foot across the ground.

"Oh this is so exciting! My first battle! Alright Doc you heard her! Oshawott use Tackle!" Bianca cheerfully ordered.

"Wha! Snivy what can you-" Doc began.

"I don't need any help, simpleton!" He chastised dodging his foe's head on assault.

"C'mon Oshie! Give that little bastard what's comin' to him!" The Tepig suddenly boomed bucking his hind legs back.

"C'mon Snivy this is fun!" Oshawott egged on.

"A bunch of puppets, that's what you are." He slung, ramming into her.

"Ah! Trainer, I'm hurtin' here!"

"Oh! um… um… Tail whip and follow up with a tackle!" Bianca commanded.

"Guess there's no reasoning with a mindless zombie… Alright let's g-" He was met with Oshawott's tough tail then a tough headbutt knocking him back. "Gah- You back off!" He admonished sternly kicking his opponent in the gut. She tumbled backwards and Snivy delivered a finishing headbutt that planted her on her back. "Yeah… trustworthy trainer you got there, ragdoll." Snivy jeered.

"Um… Snivy."

"Quiet human." He snapped at his trainer.

"Listen I wouldn't like the idea of abruptly embarking away from my home with someone I don't know either, but I assure you I'm a friend here, c'mon." Doc said extending his hand out to his Pokémon. Snivy sat there silent for a moment, his attention turned to the glass container on Aurea's desk causing his heart to sink.

"Alright trainer, I'll accompany you for the time being. But I don't trust you as far as I can throw you." he warned with a pouting countenance.

"Great, Listen I think we're going to get along swimmingly. What should I call you by the way?" Doc said picking the Snivy up in his arms.

"My family referred to me as Gavinius, a name which would bear no significance to you humans. So go ahead, give me one of your petty human names."

"How about I call you… Gavin, it sounds like your original name."

"Whatever you want my so-called master." he groaned, coiling in his trainer's arms. "Now let us go human, do with me as you may, I've lost the will to resist." Doc frowned a bit and took Gavin out into the sunlight.

"Don't worry friend, You can trust me." He assured, embracing his newly met partner.