Amy's Pokemon Journey
By: (none other than) Eevee
Intro
My dad's a fighter and my mom's a Psychic, mom hid from dad that she was a Psychic. They got married and had me, Amy. When I was a toddler, knives, spoons and forks floated around the kitchen. Luckily mom was the only one home, so she stopped me. But when dad came home, guess what? Plates began to float magically around him. When mom came in, her eyes grew wide.
"What is the meaning of this?!" he shouted.
"I don't know. She must a, a…." She stuttered.
"Don't you dare say it!" He continued rampaging.
Once he knew that I was a freak, as he called us Psychics, he took me to another town across the Hoenn Region, MossDeep.
Chapter One
When I turned 13, I was allowed to get a Pokemon of my own. The orphanage's caretaker, Lillian, signed the slip. All I needed to do is find one.
One day, Steven, age 15, came to the orphanage. We sat in the backyard.
"Amy, I want you to have Espeon."
I squealed in delight, "An Espeon?!"
He nodded, "Yes, I caught this eevee a while ago, I wanted it to be a Leafeon, but I got an Espeon instead. I know a psychic would be perfect for you."
Steven is pretty much the only one (apart from Lillian) who doesn't treat like some sort of freak. He handed me a purple and pink pokeball, instead of the traditional red and white.
"What happened to this one?"
He laughed, "There was a mix-up at the factory, so my dad gave it to me. Plus it was the only one I had handy..."
"It's cool, I love it!!" I was practically jumping all over the place.
"Have fun with it, and oh, you might want to get packed. Tomorrow we leave."
"For where?"
He zipped his lips and gave me a grin.
I went back to the orphanage and Steven went back to his house.