Into the Dark: A Pokémon Y Nuzlocke (Comic)
(DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON OR NUZLOCKING, NOR DO I CLAIM TO! THIS IS MY ADVENTURE ALONE. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT!)
Rules
1. It faints, it's dead.
2 Only if you have been given or find a revive, can you bring back a pokémon, but it has to be given to the most recently dead pokémon and within 24 hours of their death (no reason to bring back a rotting skeleton!).
3. One pokémon per area (hoards included). Random wild ambushes, rock smash attacks, and buildings/facilities within a route, however, are considered different encounters.
3.5 Shiny pokémon can be caught, regardless of not being a first encounter, but can NOT be used.
4. Repeats are allowed.
5. Mystery gifts are allowed (but recommended not to use unless you can handle their level; same with legendaries).
6. Trades and gifts from NPC players count as pokémon received in the area. Wonder trades are not included in the previous rule, as they come from the internet and are technically from "different areas" (hence why Vivillian has many different colors).
7. Nickname all of them.
8. A complete white out is game over.
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
Started: December 25th
Caught: 0
Dead: 0
As the sun shone through the glass window, a red and blueish bird pokémon swooped around the room before it landed on the sleeping girl's face and pecked her.
"Mmm...-ouch!" I groaned, blindly flicking off the wild robin off my face. It lived in the oak tree in front of our house next to sandpit my mom's Rhyhorn liked to lie in, and soon the two pokémon became fast friends.
Stupid bird...
The irritating little sparrow was just one of the annoying new things I had to put up with. I now had to deal with the fact that my mother made me leave the sweet comforts of home to move to a town in the middle of nowhere in the Kalos region, but that's not what I couldn't believe. What I couldn't believe was that she made us move here on Christmas Day (I remembered this by seeing the bows on the new Wii U she bought me in the center of the room). I mean, who does that?!
I stumbled down the stairs, grabbing a poptart out of the cabinet and punched them into the toaster before a cheerful figure pranced out of the kitchen.
"Morning Alice! You sure slept well." my mother grinned, bringing over a tray of food on her right arm. "I just made some French toas-Alice! You looked like you just rolled out of bed!"
"Yeah. No thanks to Fletchling over there..." I remarked sarcastically at the sparrow pokémon, who had just landed on the couch.
"Go upstairs and change before you comeback down here and enjoy Christmas breakfast." I rolled my eyes at her, plopping my poptarts on a plate and began trudging up the stairs.
"No thanks... I'll just take my poptart to-go."
"Look... I know you liked Viridian City, but I'm sure you'll make lots of friends here in Vaniville Town." I rolled my eyes at her accusation. "After you're done changing, why don't you go say hi to the neighbors?"
"Sure whatever..." I waved off as I climbed back up the stairs into my room and shoved the rest of the poptart into my mouth.
I didn't ask for this. I never asked for this. I was fine with my life back in Kanto with just my mom and me, grabbing the Magnet train and traipsing over to Johto for some shopping every now and again; there should've been snow up to my ears in Goldenrod City by now! But no, I had to be stuck here in the warm countryside in Vaniville Town because of mom's new boyfriend Sycamore. I haven't met him yet, but I know he's the pokémon professor in the area. They apparently met at one of mom's Rhyhorn races.
I just was ready to ask for a starter from Professor Oak, but she pulled me out of there the day before I was scheduled to meet him! I had which starter I wanted to pick out and everything!
She thinks Sycamore'll get into my good graces by being a pokémon professor, but if she thinks I'll love him at the drop of a hat like she did, but she is sadly mistaken. The only reason I am even bothering to like him is because he finally convinced my mother to let me start my pokémon journey. She used to be a pokémon trainer, but something that went down during her journey made her lose faith in the whole thing and make her become a Rhyhorn racer instead (she got really into pokéathlons). She thinks pokémon battles are "dangerous" and that "battling will only get yourself and your pokémon killed." I am aware of the risk, but this is just something that I have to do for myself. I'm tired of being known as "Grace's daughter." I'm not cut out for racing. I've NEVER been cut out for racing. I just want to be known for doing what I do by just being me, not the daughter of a Rhyhorn racer.
I stared back at my reflection. Mom said that I got my silver eyes from my father, but I could barely remember the guy. She said that he was a great man that helped stop Team Rocket from taking over Johto, whoever those losers are; some sort of has-been mafia gang, I think... She said that he was a bit of a drifter and didn't like to stay in one place too long; he sent me a laptop and couple of postcards, but that was it. She said that I got that from him too...
'Ugh...I knew I shouldn't have dyed my hair. It looks horrible in the morning...' I thought, grundging up my honey blonde hair in my hand before I sighed and pulled the back half of it into a half ponytail, covering up the top of it with a red velvet crush hat.
Oh well... I don't need him or my father.
Right as I was about to leave my house, two figures surprised me outside.
"Welcome to Vaniville Town. My name's Calem. I'm your neighbor." said the boy, looking very much the part of the Boy Next Door.
"And I'm Shauna. Great to meet you!" the girl said, shaking my hand excitedly. Her hair and personality vaguely reminded me of a Buneary and a Pachirisu.
"N-Nice to meet you." I said awkwardly, trying to pull my hand out of her grip. Did they know I was coming? Did Mom plan all this?
"Guess what? We've come to get you!" said Shauna. She DID plan this! When will Mom learn that I don't like taking handouts?
"The esteemed Pokémon Professor Sycamore lives in the Kalos region." explained Calem. "I was told that he had a request for five kids, including us. But I'm surprised that he knows who you are. You did just move to Vaniville Town, after all."
"Well... he's kinda acquainted with my mother, so that would be why he does know me." I mumbled to myself, which Shauna overheard.
"Oh... Well, we'll wait in the next town over! And do you know what?!" Shauna continued before I could answer. "We're going to get... a Pokémon! So come on! Hurry up and let's go!" She dragged me down the creaking open gates of our little town and down the street before she dropped me halfway through Aquacorde Town.
"Sorry about her. She can be a little... excited at times." Calem said apologetically. "So this is the meeting place. I'll introduce you. Everyone, this is Alice."
"Wow... Shauna's description was spot on." blushed a chubby looking kid with black hair and tshirt with a vanillite on it, who was sitting down with another boy at a table on the far left with six chairs around him.
"So, Alice. This is Tierno. He can really tear up the dance floor..."
"I've got to have swag in order to impress the ladies~" he winked, trying to look cool in front of me.
"And this is Trevor. He's a little shy, but he always gets perfect scores on his tests." Calem continued, gestering to the ginger boy with pale skin and gray eyes.
"You know, it'd feel like we'd be a closer crew if we called each other by nicknames." Tierno interrupted, leaning in closer to me. "Can I call you Lady A?~"
"No way! She's a Lil' A for sure!" Shauna jumped in, grabbing and hugging my arm, oblivious to Tierno's affection. "What do you think Trevor?!"
"What!? You want me to nickname someone I have just met?! Shauna, you shouldn't put people on the spot like that." Trevor scolded, Shauna slowly releasing my arm. I sighed in relief. FINALLY! Someone who gets it! I think I'm starting to like Trevor...
"Well... how about something low key like A-kins?"
"Uhhh... just Alice is fine." I sweat-dropped. "You don't have to call me anything. Really."
I cringed at the thought of hanging out with these people, but as long as I got a pokémon out of it, I could deal with it.
"Hey! Can we see the pokémon now? I want to meet my new partner soon!" Shauna bounced impatiently.
"Sure. It's such a cool feeling when Trevs and I met our pokémon. I'm sure you guys will feel the same way too." Tierno said, reaching for the case.
"What? You mean, you guys already have pokémon?" I blinked.
"Yes. Tierno caught his Corphish while fishing on the beach and I got mine pokémon when I went into the Santalune forest and caught it for Professor Sycamore." replied Trevor.
"Oh? What kinda pokémon did you get?" I asked him.
"A Pikachu."
"Omigosh, really?! That's so cool!" I gushed, Trevor turning a little red at my excitement. After some struggling with his fat stomach, Tierno managed to pull the pokeballs out from inside his creepy looking fanny pack. "Here are the balls!"
I winced, not wanting to touch something that was close to his junk, but decided to anyways and pulled out some hand sanitizer afterwards.
I've been waiting for this moment since forever! Even though I was planning on getting a starter from Kanto, I knew about the Kalos starters and their final evolutions. As soon as I picked the Froakie, I was going to name him Black Star after an anime I used to watch, and we'd finally begin our journey together and-...!
I glanced at the pokeball in hand, realizing as I released the pokémon, that I had not been blessed with the stereotypical boy, but a female Froakie. Slightly disappointed but still excited anyways, I decided to give her the name Sarah-Jane instead.
Froakie: Sarah-Jane
Ability: Torrent
Nature: Naughty, Likes to Flee
"Ok! My partner is Fennekin!" Shauna beamed, picking up the fire fox and crushing her to her cheek. "Wow! We go great together! The two of us are just way-ay-ay too cute!"
It was then that I started to pity that poor fox...
"Good to meet you, Chespin. My name's Calem." the latter said, kneeling down toward his pokémon. "Because of you, I can be a real pokémon trainer. Thanks!"
"Uh, pardon me, but I have something for you from the Professor as well. I have something that will help you understand your pokémon on a much deeper level." Trevor said, handing me a pokedex.
"This device should uhhh be able to record any pokémon you encounter on your journey and tell you about them. The goal is to collect as much data as you can so that you can complete the pokedex for Professor Sycamore. That's my goal! I want to study as much about pokémon as I can so that I can learn even more about them-!"
"Oh lighten up, Trevs! You're way too serious sometimes!" Tierno said, slapping the boy gruffly on the back. "Ummm Lady A? I've got something for you too..." Tierno began reaching into his pants-
Oh dear god...
-to pull out an envelope from his fanny pack.
Oh dear sweet frickin' god, he's not already got a love letter for me, does he?! Was he hiding that in his pants?!
"It's a letter from the professor. He said you should give it to your mom." I hesitated grabbing the letter, pinching it at the edge of my two fingers. It reeked of perfume and man-stink from the inside of Tierno's fanny pack.
"It smells awful." I mumbled under my breath.
"Thank you for taking me away from that dreadful place!" Sarah Jane said as we both shuddered.
"Alright! We're done with the errand for the Professor. I guess Trevs and I will go out and look for Pokémon!" he said leaning down to kiss my hand. "'Til next time, Lady A."
"Uh huh... Right" I weakly grinned, pulling my hand away.
"Let's go Trevs!" Tierno said, a meek Trevor looking back at him and me before he hopped off of his chair.
"It was nice meeting you Trevor. See you later." I smiled sympathetically, receiving a shy nod from him before he took off.
Guess I should go give this letter to my Mom... I thought before Shauna dashed out in front of me and blocked my path.
"Li'l A, wait!"
"I told you, it's just Alice." I said in vain before she smartly points at me.
"You're gonna be my opponent in my pokémon-battling debut!"
"But I don't want to get my paws dirty..." Fennekin pouted as she shook her tail in a tail whip.
"Not my problem if you don't want to get down in the dirt!" Sarah-Jane said as she launched a Bubble attack, taking out Shauna's Fennekin in a matter of seconds.
"Hey! I wasn't done watching my cute li'l Fennekin yet! ...But here! I'll heal up your pokémon." she said cheerfully, placing a kiss on my Froakie's head. "There! All better!"
"Yeaaaah, sooo I'm gonna go, but it was nice meeting you, Shauna..." I said, grabbing my froakie beginning to awkwardly back away.
"Sure. Say hi to your mother for me!" she grinned as I quickly walked away in fear.
"God... I thought I'd NEVER get away from her." I sighed, stopping after she was finally out of my line of sight on Route 1.
"You do realize why she's like that, right?" said Sarah-Jane.
"Huh? Like what? Hyper?"
"...Never mind. You'll find out soon enough." she shook her head.
"Hey... so I know both of us weren't really expecting either of us, but I'd really appreciate it if you'd help me out on my journey. I know it's long and difficult, but I think you're the froakie to do it."
"Well... when you put it like that. I'm not one much for fighting, but I'm have to train to be a ninja. So in the mean time, when it comes to battling, I'm your girl."
"Thanks Sarah-Jane." I said, fist pumping her.
"Call me SJ for short." she winked. Soon, I found myself back in Vaniville Town.
"So? What did you and the neighbor kids end up doing? Is that a pokémon with you?" my mom asked, spotting Sarah-Jane at my feet.
"So you DID fix me up with those weirdoes?!"
"I'm just trying to help you make friends."
"Well, don't! I can make my own friends. I don't need your help." I growled, Sarah-Jane looking up observantly at me before I held out the crumpled letter. "Anyways, that's for you. From Professor Sycamore."
"Oh really? A letter for me?" she said, sniffing the envelope as SJ and I cringed at her action. "Perfume scented, as always. He always writes the sweetest love letters. Always has such nice handwriting... Oh. Looks like he has a request for you. He says to meet up with him at Lumiose City at his lab."
"So... This pokémon thing... It's really happening now, isn't it?"
"Mom, I'm nineteen. I've already completed school like you wanted, but I need to do this for me. I don't want to follow in your footsteps and become a Rhyhorn racer. I want to go out and experience new things and compete in the Pokémon League."
She stood there in silence before Fletchling started chirping again.
"Well then, you'll need these..." she said, handing me a red tote bag. "I found some of your old clothes, so you have a spare change of clothes in case your uniform gets dirty and there's also a town map in there for you to find your way back home... Merry Christmas."
"Thanks... Merry Christmas, Mom." I said, hugging her.
"Be safe..."
"I will." I grinned wanly before I turned out the door. "As long as I have my pokémon with me, nothing will stand in my way."
ROOOOAH!
Mom's Rhyhorn awoke from his sandpit and crashed his way over towards me.
"Ha ha! Except maybe for Rhyhorn. Guess you wanted to wish me luck too, huh?" I grinned, patting him on the head. "Sorry that I can't take you with me. It feels like I've known you forever."
"Come home soon." he grinned as I walked out the gates of Vaniville. Rhyhorn was more like a father to me than anyone I had met. It was probably the reason that I could understand pokémon; I'd known him ever since I was a baby. He was always so protective of me and would let me ride on him when I wanted. If I found a Rhyhorn like him on my journey, well... I guess that would be alright.
Too bad it was the last time I would ever see them...