Author's Note: Like I said I was starting a new story. Just to clearify anything: My Story will not be updated or chnaged for some time so forget about it for now. A New Perspective will still be updated but not as often. I'll also be updating less often because my brain has drastically slowed down for one reason or another. This means that my thought process has also decreased. Don't worry I'll still post frequantly because I don't like to take HUGE breaks from writing. Since this story has a long title I will just say what chapter it is at the top.

Anyway onto the summary, which will most likely from now on be in the first chapter of all my stories.

It sucks when you live in a place filled with creatures you despise. Not only that but for one reason or another they LIKE you! This is the story of Dallas Hanes. He grew up hating pokemon but has a strange gift that makes them warm up to him almost instantly. Not even he knows why he hates pokemon. This is the story of how he became a pokemon trainer.

Chapter 1

Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you but I always hated pokemon when I was a kid. Ya thats right. Dallas Hanes, professional trainer, at one pointed hated pokemon. I never found out why. I always thought it was because I was afraid of them. Or maybe it's the old saying 'oppisites attract'. I hated pokemon but they loved me. You see I have this...gift... It allows me to connect better to ANY pokemon. The only problem was that I hated them.

I hated pokemon since I was young. My parents didn't know why. All they knew is that I wanted nothing to do with pokemon. Apparently they thought sending me to a trainer school would help. It didn't, but that didn't stop me from learning. I was at the top of my class. I could tell you what berries heal what or even how to make a poffin by hand. I knew all the types of pokemon and was a walking pokedex. If you need help identifying one I was your man.

The only thing I didn't excel at was the battle part of the school. in fact I never participated in one. I had such high grades I didn't need to. I like it. I could go to school and didn't have to go near pokemon. That didn't stop the fact the school allowed small pokemon into the school. I tried my best to avoid any of them. That was until I met my met my best friend Sarah. She made my gift evolve into something... New.

She has been there since the beginning of my journey. Thanks to her I was able to better understand the pokemon that I had encountered or the ones on my team. When she evolved I was elated. First she changes me from the person who wanted to do nothing with pokemon to someone who... devotes their life to help others understand pokemon like I do. I helped people think that they aren't just some wild animal. They have feelings, emotions just like we do.

Well I guess you done hearing my ramblings. Well if you really want to know about me we'll have to start from the beginning...

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Finally. After 4 years of school it's almost over. I've living in Verndanturf for the past four years because my parents were worried because I hated pokemon. I didn't want anything to do with them, and here I am. Top of my class in most subjects at a trainer school. I might not like pokemon but school has been far to easy. I can't believe how many idiots actually think they can make it as pokemon trainers and not know what they're doing.

I just took my finals. They were easy like always. They were simple questions like 'how do you know if your pokemon has which status problem' or 'how much does this kind of potion heal'. If the other students actually payed attention instead of worrying about their... pokemon... maybe they'd get something done to. I was on my way to school at the moment, thinkong about what I'm going to do when school ends in three weeks.

I know all this stuff about pokemon, what am I going to do with it? I don't want to do anything that deals with pokemon. I just don't like them. Even when I was young. Now I'm going to be going home to disappointed parents and knowledge I'll never use. But thats for a later date. I just have to survive the last few weeks and I'll be on a bus home in no time.

Class was a boring as usually. Since the finals are over there's not much to do in school. Most of the teachers either do lessons to keep our minds 'sharp' while other just have free days. In survival class at the moment I'm just looking at the window wtaching the random flying pokemon go by. But my teachers yelled got my attention. "Dallas!" He said. He was a tall man. He wore a plain grey t-shirt and camo pants. He had a buss cut and a five o'clock shadow. "Would you like to explain to the class what I just said?"

"Ya Dallas since your so smart."

"Benjamin!" The teacher yelled again. "Keep your mouth shut."

"Yes Mr. Samual." Ben said. Ben, the school bully's little partner. He's bigger than me. Not by height or muscle but weight. He's always acting like an idiot.

"Now then, Dallas please continue." Mr Samual said.

"Okay." I said with a nod. "You were just telling us about how berries can effect humans differently that pokemon. Berries that are normally poisoness to pokemon could kill us easily. While some can cause severe problems, most status healing berries have little effect on us."

"Very good Dallas as always. See class he wasn't even paying attention and stiil knew what was going on." The class moaned and groaned. I just looked out the window again. I had to avoid the sun because My purple eyes, ya they're purple, are sensetive to direct sunlight. Most of the day I wear sunglass but they're not aloud in school.

After class I made my way to lunch. They had a field in the back that allowed students and pokemon to run around and have fun. I on the other hand, decided to just sit in the farthest corner away from everyone else. I took out the paper bag that conatined my much. Today I had a vegi sandwitch, as always, and a small brownie. I sat down to eat when someone stopped me.

"Hey Dallas come and play with us man." I looked up. Standing near me was a boy with brown hair and eyes. He had on pair of red shorts and a black t-shirt. This boy was Daniel. Daniel was one of the only people in this school who would talk to me with out saying anything bad. "You always just sit back here by yourself. Just come play a game or two."

I sighed. He tries to be nice but's it's mostly annoying. "Listen Daniel. I know what your trying to do but seriously. I come back here to be alone. Thats the way I like it."

"Okay dude whatever. See ya later." He waved and headed back to his own group. I settled down again but before I took a bite of my sandwitch I was interrupted again.

"Eev." Came a small noise to my right. I looked down to see a small eevee. It couldn't have been a week old. It's fur was matted and you could easily count it's ribs.

"Please just go away." I said not wanted to have it near me. I looked back. The little thing had it's head tilted to the side and I swear I saw a tear trail down it's cheek. I sighed. "Okay fine here." I tore a pice of my sandwitch off and layed down in front of the eevee.

"Eeve." It said quickly eating the piece.

"Okay there now go away." I said going back to eating. I felt somehting brush against my leg. I looked down and saw the eevee was rubbing against my leg purring. Great... Not this again. "Hey hey no." I said moving my legs. "Now go on home don't you have a mother and father to take care of you." I really messed up there. The eevee tilted it's head down and started sobbing. Now I might hate pokemon but I can't stand the sight of someone crying, especially if it's my fault.

"Ee eevee." It said through the sobs.

The sight made me want to cry. The little thing didn't have a family. "Hey it's alright." I said picking the eevee up. It felt strange doing this. I grew up hating them and here I am trying to comfort one. "Don't worry it's alright. I'm sure you'll find A nice place to live. People love eevees." I placed it on the ground again. "So go on." But it stayed there just looking at me. It felt weird just being stared at.

"Eev." It said. The eevee rubbed up against my leg again. This thing wasn't going to leave me alone was it. "Eevee eev." It said through it's purrs.

I looked down at it again. It stopped rubbing and looked at me as well. We locked eyes. Those eyes were so cute... Wait what? Why did I just think that. I shook my head. "I'm sorry but I'm not a trainer and I don't plan on being one either. So why don't you go find someone-" But I was cut off. The eevee jumped onto my chest and started rubbing it's head on my chin purring softly.

"Eev." It said happily. The eevee stopped and layed down.

"You're not going to leave are you?" I asked the now tired eevee.

It looked up and shook it's head the layed on it's paws. "Ve."

"Great." I said rubbing my head. "This is why I stay away from-"

"Ahh it's so cute!"

"Pokemon." I finished. I looked other and saw a couple of girls looking at the eevee on my lap. An idea popped into my head. "Hey girls you want an eevee." They squeled in joy and ran other.

"Whats it's name?" One of the two girls asked.

"I have no idea." I said with a shrug. I got up with the eevee in hand. I turned it and looked it in the eyes again. It sniffled a bit like it was sad. Somehing inside of my twitched. Was it guilt? Why was I feeling guilty? Was it this eevee? I shook my head. "Y-you know what never mind sorry." The girls pouted and walked away. The eevee squeled with joy when I sat back down.

"Eevee eev." It said nuzzling my face.

"Why did I just do that?" I asked myself. I looked down at the eevee who was now laying back in it's spot. I smiled. It was so cute and young. I lowered a hand and pet the eevee. It released a low purr and relaxed a bit more. I could've sat there for hours but he bell rang. "Crap." I looked at the eevee. "You want to come with me?" I asked.

"Ve." It said with a nod.

"Okay well lets stop at the nurse first. She'll take care of you." I picked up the eevee and head back inside. I got a few stares from the people in the hallway. Some people even started whispering stuff like 'when did he get a pokemon, I thought he didn't like them'. I ignored them and headed to the nurses office. The room was all white with the small poster here and there. There was a small bench and examination table. The nurse sat in a chair.

"Oh Dallas I never expect you-" She paused when she noticed the eevee. "When did you-"

"No time to explain." I stated making my way other to the table and setting the eevee down. "It's malnourished and may be hurt."

"Where did you find it?" The nurse asked.

"I found it outside near the fence." I stated. "It came to me because I was eating my lunch."

"Okay then I'll take care of it. I'll come get you when..." She paused and looked at the eevee. "When she's ready."

"Okay thanks." I said walking towards the door. I was already halfway to my next class when what the nurse said hit me. She? That would explain the tone of her voice. I shook off the thought. Nows not the time I have to hurry. I ran down the halls making it to my next class fairly quick. The class was taught by a young woman. She used to be a ace trainer before she settled down to become a teacher. The school hired her for Battle tactics class.

"Okay class today..." And it went on for about a half an hour before Ben took the seat next to me.

"Ah what happened to your pokemon? Did it already abandon you." He mocked. I would have socked him but I didn't feel like attracting more attention. "I bet the little thing already with someone better anyway. What was the thing anyway? A wurmple." That was it.

I stood up out of my chair and looked at Ben. The class quieted down. "You listen to me you fat ignorant blob of lard!" I shouted the teacher seemed to not really care and listen on. "That pokemon was hurt and under fed! I took her to the nurse and she'll be-"

"Eevee!" The whole class turned to the door. The nurse stood there holding a very healthy looking eevee. The eevee bounded out of her arms at me. When she reached my desk she hopped up and tilted her head towards the side lowering one ear and looked at me. Everyone but the teacher and Ben 'aww'ed at the sight.

"Okay class calm down." The teacher spoke. "Ben go back to your seat. Thank you nurse and Dallas." I looked towards the teacher. "Congratz on your first pokemon." She smiled and went back to the lesson. I sat down the eevee still looking at me. I could have sworn she was smiling. The other students look at us with different glances. Some were of shock while others had a hint of jealousy.

The rest of the day went on as it usually did, well exceot for the fact I had an eevee following me all day. Other than that and the occasional question it was like nothing was different. The class flew by and the eevee just seemed interested in everything. I was happy to explain everything to her. She learned quickly and was even able to answer question about different subjects. And I thought pokemon were just mindless pets that liked to battle. No not really I just didn't expect a pokemon to have a brain capable of learning so easily.

After school I led the eevee back to my apartment. Ya I'm fourteen with an apartment. Gracefully paid by my parents, they got it for me shortly after I moved here. I told them I wanted my space from family and they got the place. The eevee seemed surprised that I lived by myself. "Well I guess welcome home. I don't have any pokechow so you'll have to deal with my cooking for now." I said. She didn't seem to care. She took a seat on the couch and stared at the tv. I walked over and turned it on.

"You know I've never seen one of these before." A voice said. I look around wildly trying to find out where it came from. "What's wrong?" There it was again. where was it coming from" It sounded so-

I looked down at the eevee. Her head was tilted to the said staring at me. "W-was that you?" I asked my vocie a bit shaken.

"Who else would it have been. We're the only ones here." I near jumped out of my socks. The eevee was talking... And I was understanding it? Okay this has never happened before. I knew I had some kind of thing with pokemon. They always seem to be calm and happy near me but this. "Are you okay? Ah why bother you can't understand me." Her voice was that of a teen. Maybe it was the fact she looked starved that she looked younger.

"Actually..." I said slowly. "I can understand evrything your saying." She looked at me in confusion.

"Okay prove it." She said smuggly. I can't believe she didn't believe me. I did just talk back to her.

"Now how do you exxpect me to prove it." I said with a grin.

"Well you could-" She paused and looked at me. "You can understand me..." Her eyes were as wide as plates, little tiny teacup plates. "Why haven't you said anything before? I would have loved to talk to you." She said with a smile.

"You sound like you've seen OTHER humans who can understand pokemon." I said.

"Well I haven't but what's the point of acting surprised and ruining the moment." I think I going to start liking this eevee. "And besides this will make it a lot easier for you to teach me in the place you calll... School?"

"Ya and I can't believe you understood that so well." I said.

"Well pokemon aren't stupid... Well most of us anyway." She said with a small giggle. I laughed a bit to. Finally someone who I can talk to who's like me. I never would have guessed that person would be a pokemon.

"I wanted to ask..." I said . "Why were you at the school anyway? Don't you have family?"

She sighed. "Ya sorry about breaking down like that earlier. I was born at the daycare nearby. I'm only about 6 weeks old. My parent's trainer didn't want my egg I guess." She sniffled a bit. WHY do I have to have a kind heart.

"Ah I'm sure it's not that." I said trying to cheer her up.

"That's not what the black dog thing said." She said looking down and shifting her paws.

"Black dog thing?" I repeated in a question.

"Ya it had black fur on it's back and head. Everything else was grey." She said.

"You mean a poochyena?" I asked.

"Ya that thing." She said. "He told me they didn't want me. That I was a runt." She was nearly crying. I picked her up.

"It's okay." I said calmly. I HATED seeing people cry. "He was just a bully. Don't worry about him okay? I'll take care of you." Her sobbing slowly stopped. I still held her for sometime. She must have fallen asleep because when I tried to talk to her alls I got was a light snore. I smile and took her to my room. I pulled out a small pillow and placed it on the floor. I layed her down and watched her chest slowly rise and fall. "Well tomorrow we'll figure a name out for you." And with a pat on her head I got ready and went to bed myself.

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It was a remarkable day for me. Just one little pokemon change my WHOLE outlook on everythong. She also brought out my gift. I figured out later the only real reason it wasn;t fully developt was because I never made a serious friendship with a pokemon before. This little eevee openned up my eyes to a new horizon. When school was over I knew what I wanted to do.

Okay I have a few things to say that might clear up any confusion. This story is in the view of the main character Dallas Hanes. This is not a present time kind of thing. This is like a narative of his own life. During these little parts in the story the present time Dallas will relfect on his past self and choices he had made. Being good or bad he'll always be talking about what had happened either at the end or beginning of a chapter. I'll make sure to add little note thing showing were the scene changes between past and present. most likely this:

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Simple easy. I also can't believe I got this done in one day. It was a surprise for me and it's good for you.

PS if you have idea's for Dallas's team send them in, as long as there's no legendaries. I have some ideas but I want to hear from you guys.

This is Raziel 'Eric' Beyon and I hope you have a nice day :)