Pokemon Episode 1: I Choose…

Hi I'm Natsuki Masaru. Today I am turning 10 and becoming a pokemon master. About the angry the crowd behind me…well my last name does the talking. You see my family is well known for raising pokemon champions. For 5 generations everyone in the family would go out and raise pokemon. The boys we're always trainers and girls we're coordinaters. We've never had a boy coordinater or a female trainer. So when a family member of the Masaru's turns 10 they are expected to take up their duty where they belong.

Ever since I was little I knew I was different. I wasn't like other girls. I didn't like wearing all those dresses and the high heels. Makeup made me feel fake and I only wore one piece of jewelry and that was a necklace that was given to me by a friend. I was very tomboyish to say the least but my mom never let me cut my hair.

Ever since an accident when I was 3 I always wanted to be a pokemon trainer. I use to take my brothers pokemon or the practice pokemon from the gym and practice at night or when my parents were out of town. No one knew except my older brother but like every one else he didn't care. So today, after 7 years of thinking and careful planning, I am going to become a pokemon trainer by my own hands and finally break the family tradition. But as you can see it didn't go so well.

Earlier that morning…

"Natsuki! GET UP!" my mom cried.

"Yeah, yeah I heard ya." I mumbled from my pillow. Today I finally turn 10, the anticipated age for all kids. I have to go to Slateport's Pokemon lab where Professor Birch will send some pokemon. Professor Birch lives in Little Root but sometimes visits Slateport. Getting up I look to my chair where my clothes are laid out like usual by some maid. Looking at the selection I sighed, mom picked this out. It's a pink (ugh hate that color) dress that's ends at the knees with a hot pink sash for the waste and thin straps for the shoulders. There is a pair of sparkly sandal heels and some equally sparkly jewelry to match. Great mom's throwing a party, just what I need! Honestly I should be going out and catching pokemon! After showering and getting dressed I headed down stairs for breakfast.

"Oh just look at my beautiful daughter, all dressed up and ready to be 10!" my mom cried. She ran up to me and hugged me tightly before looking me up and down. With an approving nod she hurried me to table where the family ate a quick meal. We left for the pokemon lab in my dad's car. As we were going my older brother Kaito asked me which pokemon I would choose for my starter pokemon.

"Oh I'll probably go with a water or plant type pokemon." I replied. He nodded his head approvingly and we were quiet for the rest of the ride. I watched my brother stare broodingly out the window, his light blue eyes cold and unemotional, just like the rest of his face. Kaito's light blonde hair became illuminated by the early morning light making him look like an angel. He keeps a stoic serious look plastered on his face when we're around mom and dad or company, but when it's just me and him he smiles a lot. Our father believes that a man should never show his weaknesses in front of others. They are unkind, uncaring, and prideful. Soon after Kaito started his pokemon journey he changed. My father wants me to uphold the family name, and become a famous pokemon coordinater like mom. Mom just likes to have a daughter around the house to dress up and take to parties so she can talk to her friends. I have always felt that I have to be what they want me to be. I am a princess trapped in a perfect world, but I don't like this perfect world and would rather escape to the outer world where I can find friends and happiness.

We finally arrived at the lab. The sun now was higher in the sky and the dew from last night was beginning to dry in the sun. Looking around I saw some camera crews already there ready to video tape the awaited decision I would make. They're nosy! It's my life, so why are people making a big deal about me I mean seriously! Keeping my cool, I walked into the building to be greeted by an amusing sight. Professor Birch's assistant Brad was struggling with a feisty Eevee, which didn't look happy with it's position. It was probably a newly captured Pokémon of the professor. With a small giggle I made my way to the professor who was sitting on the sidelines not doing anything to help poor Brad. When he saw me walking towards him he stood and greeted me.

"Ah Natsuki! I've been expecting you." He said, smiling warmly. I like Prof. Birch because he's really nice and is more like an awesome uncle who lets me do what my parents think is dangerous.

"Okay since your first out of two other pokemon trainers to get here early you can pick which pokemon you want before anyone else does." He gestured to the three pokeball's sitting on the stand newly shined and ready to be taken on an amazing adventure. 'Hmmm.'I wondered, 'A water type or a grass type. Mudkip or Treeko.' I just couldn't decide.

"Professor Birch can I have some time to think?" I asked turning to him. He smiled knowingly, and nodded his head. Turning my back to the stand I stared out to the rest of the lab. After about 2 minutes of watching Brad struggle with the Eevee, I sighed and walked over to help the poor assistant.

"Here hand it over to me so you can calm it down." I said opening my arms. The assistant more than gladly handed it over. The Eevee was even more angry at being treated like a pet, being passed back and forth between arms. "Hey now calm down will you?" It then leaped out of my arms, bouncing of Brad's face and landing on the floor. Professor Birch just sat there and in a bored tone said,

"Don't let it escape." And then went back to his smoking. ( I don't remember if he does that in the anime but I think I did see him smoke in one scene.) Slowly coming up to the Eevee I slowly placed my hand in front of it to let it know I wouldn't hurt it. It was so scared and angry it bit my hand, and it locked its jaws tightly down. I bit my lip in pain and clenched my free hand, trying to hold myself together so I wouldn't scream and scare it more.

"See I won't hurt you, don't be scared." I said soothingly in light coos, "Please calm down, I promised I won't hurt you. I just want to help." It seemed to understand me and slowly released my hand. Once it did it began to bleed in small red streams of blood. The eevee looking guiltily at my wound, knowing it was its fault. It began licking the mark softly, the tips of its overly large ears touched the floor and its tail lied limp on the floor. Patting its head I smiled.

"See I told you I wouldn't hurt you." I said. It cried "Vee!" and leaped into my arms. I let out a giggle as it snuggled into me happily. I heard clapping behind me and looked to see the professor with a grin on his face.

"I always knew that you were a natural at pokemon. It's too bad you can't be a trainer, you would be wonderful." He praised. I blushed, 'Well your gonna be surprised after what I do tonight' I thought. As I was thinking this I felt eevee lick me on my cheek and nuzzle my shoulder. Suddenly an idea popped in my head. Turning to the professor I asked,

"Professor could this eevee be my starter pokemon?" He looked unsure, "I know the usual trainer pokemon is the one provided by the professor but me and this eevee are already so close." I begged. As if to prove a point eevee responded as well "Vee eevee!" and then perched it's self on my shoulder with a proud look. The professor sighed and then looked up with a grin and said,

"Sure why not." Brad and I were surprised he said yes, "I was planning to use it for our late trainer, because there is always a late trainer. After professor Oaks experiment with a Pikachu 6 years ago all professors do this so the late trainer can learn some stuff about being on time, and about pokemon." I blinked, these people are really serious about etiquette.

"What? it was the old mans idea!" he exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. "Well any ways here's your pokedex, a pack of pokeballs, and your pokebelt for holding pokeballs." He said handing me the items. The pokedex was a traditional red, but to my request I had designs placed on it. I was able to convince my mom to get the deep blue belt. Excited I placed the belt on grabed the pokedex and with a quick thank you me and eevee left the building ready for our journey.

To be Continued…

(In reality I am just being lazy.)