Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, but I own the characters and plot.

Note: Please review, and I'm really new to writing fanfictions. I've never even wrote one, and I hope you will like this one!

"I hate this!" moaned a young girl. Her name was Mynora, often called as 'Myn'. Myn was a small ten year old girl, extremely short for her age. Her dream was to become a Pokemon Master, like most trainers.

But Myn was a lot different from most trainers in other ways. For instance, her mother was Professer Sinha, one of the most famous and intelligent professers in the whole Hoenn region. Professer Sinha was not the kindest professer, but extremely rich.

"But mom! Tommorow's the time when trainers start out their journey! Can I go?" whined Myn again. Myn was obviously spoiled by her father, who vanished when she was five. They now just call him dead, as no one has seen him in the five years of in which he vanished.

Police say that the father was a criminal, as his documents vanished and he was using a fake name, Matt. With Matt vanishing, Professer Sinha was in control of Myn, and was hoping to keep her from becoming even more spoiled.

"No. You can't go out to the pokemon world, it is way to dangerous." replied Professer Sinha, glowering at her. Her old brown eyes flashed, as if they were on fire. "When you are older."

"When I'm older? But mom, I am old enough! Or are you not smart to even realize that?" Myn snarled, giving her a glare that competed her mother's. Myn's face was red, and her aubern hair seemed to glow maroon.

"Quiet. You will not talk to me like that." snapped Professer Sinha, walking to the door. She slammed the door behind her, giving Myn one last glare.

Myn hardly slept that night. She cried harder then ever. Her goal in life was to be the most well known Pokemon Master, and everyone knew she had to get a Pokemon to venture out in the Pokemon World. The world was a highly dangerous place, especially with Team Rocket around.

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The next day, Myn woke up at 7:00 A.M. She had only slept for half an hour, and her eyes were puffy from crying all night. She began packing things in her backpack: clothes, pokeballs, potions, and other things. She had gotten them as a secret present from her father. Then Myn opened her window, and got out her emergency ladder for fires.

"Believe me, this is an emergency. If I won't get my Starter Pokemon, I would have to just befriend one." whispered Myn to herself, climbing the ladder down at a quick pace.

Myn jogged down the road, waving at a couple of people down the road. When she finally saw the forest, and ran there was fast as she could.

"Hey, Mynora, come back here!" yelled a man. It was Professer Sinha's assistant, Andy. Andy knew all the trainers who got a pokemon, and knew she hadn't gotten one. Andy ran after her, but as they say, young people have more energy. Myn had ran into the forest, and climbed up a tree. Andy, following her, lost her track. "I better inform Professer Sinha about this. . " murmered Andy, as Myn giggled silently to herself.

She jumped out of the tree, and sighed heavily. Now all she needed to do was catch a Pokemon, and use it to catch other Pokemon. Instantly, a Goldeen was swimming in the stream that was in the middle of the forest. Cautiously, Myn walked up to the stream, and smiled at Goldeen. Unfortunatly, Goldeen gave a small squeak of terror, and swam away.

"Wait, don't go!" yelled Myn, sadly. She rubbed her eyes, still sleepy. "Perhaps I should take a nap." Myn got out her sleeping bag, and was instantly asleep.

The next morning, Myn awoke. "H-huh? Where am I?" she said softly. Myn has forgotten where she was. But after a moment or two, she smiled brightly. "Oh yeah! I'm on my way to get a Pokemon!" Myn recalled cheerfully. She quickly got out of her sleeping bag, and yawned. Suddenly, she screamed so loud, a couple of irritated Pidgeys yelled and flew away. Myn's sleeping bag was moving! Something was inside it. Carefully and cautiously, she walked slowly to her sleeping bag, and peeked inside it.

"Gah!" she yelled, as a Minun popped out and smiled at her.

"Minun!" Minun squeaked, happily. Myn stared at the pokemon.

"Hi, little fellow. . ." Myn giggled. Getting her backpack and handing out a Rare Candy, Minun gradually ate it.

"Minuuuuun!" shouted the pokemon, as out of the bushes, a Plusle appeared. Plusle hopped over to Minun, giving Myn a quick grin.

Just then, a loud noise was heard in the distance. It sounded like a loud roar, making Myn, Plusle, and Minun jump in fear. "What was that?" gasped Myn, turning to Plusle and Minun. Plusle's eyes became wide open in fear, as she pointed to behind Minun. Behind Myn was an unusually large Tropius, and it didn't look very happy. It roared loudly once again, and charged at Myn.

But suddenly, Minun jumped in front of Myn, and yelled, "MINUUN!!" Lightning bolts shot down at the Tropius, and Tropius yelled in fear. It stomped, giving Minun a glare, and trampled over Minun. Minun lay there, hardly breathing. It was incredibly damaged. Myn gasped, and ran over to Minun. As Tropius started to run by again, this time Plusle jumped out to protect Myn and her brother.

"PLUSSSSLE!" cried Plusle, bravely giving the Tropius a glower.

"T-Thunder Boom!" yelled Myn, but blinked. She had never commanded a pokemon to attack. This was her first battle, even though Plusle and Minun weren't hers.

Myn was shocked, as Plusle obeyed. She launched shock waves at the Tropius, as it roared in pain. But suddenly, a trainer appeared. It wasn't an average trainer, it was Team Rocket! An Abra was next to him.

"You stupid girl." snarled the boy, angrily. "You defeated Tropius! You will pay. . . one day." Getting out a pokeball, he shouted, "Tropius, return!" Tropius gave Myn a snarl as he returned to his pokeball. "We will meet again, my friend. You will not see the last of Jack!" With that, the Rocket disappeared, with the Abra.

Myn was breathing heavily, but she cheered for Minun and Plusle. They had defeated the Tropius! Myn hugged them both, but sighed sadly. She had to go in search of a pokemon.

"I have to go. You see, I'm going on a Pokemon journey. I might see you again, bye." smiled Myn, giving a sad wink. She walked down the path, but heard a noise behind her. Turning around, she saw Plusle and Minun! "What are you guys doing here?" she asked, blinking.

"Minun, Minun." Minun said, and Plusle nodded quickly.

"You. . . want to stay with me on my journey?" she asked, staring at them . She grinned, harder then ever. "Oh, wow! My first pokemon! Or my first two pokemon." she said, giggling.

Taking out two pokeballs, she yelled, "Pokeball, go!" In a flash of red light, Minun and Plusle disappeared into the pokeballs, and Myn jumped up and down, hugging the two pokeballs. Then, releasing them, and took out a pokedex. First, she pointed it at Minun.

'Minun. Male. Known as the brother of Plusle. Electric Pokemon. Level 10. Minun loves to cheer on its partner in battle. It gives off sparks from its body while it is doing so. If its partner is in trouble, this pokemon gives off increasing amounts of sparks.' said the pokedex. Myn nodded thoughtfully, as she pointed the pokedex over to Plusle.

'Plusle. Female. Known as the sister of Minun. Electric Pokemon. Level 10. Plusle always acts as a cheerleader for its partners. Whenever a teammate puts out a good effort in battle, this pokemon shorts out its body to create the crackling noises of sparks to show its joy.' explained the machine, as Myn smiled.

"Well, come on, go back into your pokeballs." Myn commanded, smiling crookedly. Plusle and Minun stared, and shook their heads. Myn stared. "No? But you were in the pokeballs earlier!" she said, flabbergasted.

"Plusle. Plus plus!" Plusle explained, as Minun nodded, agreeing with his sister.

"You only did that to show me that you wanted to be with me? Well, those are the breaks. I guess you can stay outside of your pokeball, and I'll use the pokeballs for someone else. . ." she sighed, though grinned. Her second day in her pokemon journey, and she already caught two pokemon! At night, Myn dreamt of becoming a Pokemon Master.

To be continued.