Rosy Red
Summary: Two girls striving to be the best Rangers they can be cross paths and find they're part of some strange conspiracy started by the only one they're taught to fear. Mix all that with legendaries, new technology and a possible love interest and you get… Rosy Red.
Rated: G+ for minor fantasy violence and minor language.
Author's Note: Hiya! My first fanfic~ Well I've written others but this is the first one I've posted on this account. Anyway, Rojo means Red in Spanish. =3 Enjoy and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW. OR ELSE. && I know it's short but I uploaded a longer chapter with it so it shouldn't be too bad. Also, if it feels that I'm ranting on about how she 'failed' Ranger school then feel free to skip this chapter. Although it does tell you some stuff you might want to know. XD
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with the creators of Pokémon nor will I ever be. *sob*
Ch. 00; Prologue
A rose garden. Full of whites, yellows, reds, purples and every shade in between. A sanctuary. That's all I thought of it as; a place to rest, relax, despite the fact I was never able to stay long due to my duties. I was stubborn, so from my point of view it was a chore for my parents to drag me out of my garden. Yet every time I insisted it was mine, Father would step in and tell me it was my mother's work; she had planted those roses. Mama, though, told me that she planted them just for me. And with that I was at peace.
Although it was my place to relax, it was bittersweet; every time I glance at the large tree growing right in the center of the garden it brings back memories of when I was rejected as a Ranger. It wasn't my fault, really; in fact my final test was sabotaged. By who, or what I didn't know. All I knew was that I was supposed to be a Ranger, yet I wasn't. My test was going well until our teacher interrupted and told me I wasn't qualified to be a Ranger. I was crushed; being a Ranger was my one and only dream. The one thing to look forward to in life. But that's over and done with. For now all I'll do is figure out something else to spend my life dedicated to. It was right next to that tree when Ms. White made it final.
My garden… a few Roselia and Roserades roamed the rose-covered yard, some of them actually being mistaken for roses. A bench sat on the edge of the concrete path that winds around the tree and in every possible direction until they all connect back to the house. They're lined with bricks covered in weed-killer so the thick abyss of roses doesn't overgrow onto the path. Occasionally our gardener Joe will spray some of the chemical onto the path as well, just in case. You could imagine my parents pay him quite a lot; he does do a great job after all, and he's incredibly nice. Sometimes after he's finished he'll sit and ask me about Ranger school or how things have been since we last saw each other. That would end once the move started.
Since all my parents wanted me to be was a Ranger, we would have to move back to Snowpoint City. My family moved here so they could be close to me while I was in Ranger school… but we'll have to move back. A few boxes have already been packed, and Mama has been changing our mail address back to our old house as well as telling the neighbors goodbye. I'd always have to attend to these little farewell meetings, even though I barely knew most of the people there. Still, it would be difficult to say goodbye. Especially to my garden. It took a long time to grow every single rose there; two years to be exact. I would also miss the flowery scenery of Floroama Town. The bone-chilling ever-lasting winter of Snowpoint wouldn't be welcomed.
I had grown to love the roses. They were so colorful. Variety, as Mama would say. It was so much more colorful than the icy north. Candice had taught me how to dress fashionably in layers to keep warm and look good. I followed her advice… yet I was always complimented on how I looked as good as the Ice-type gym leader.
Floroama Town was having a big going-away party for us before we leave. We weren't supposed to know about it, but Mama and Father found it annoying and now we have to leave the day before the party date. Perhaps they have a Ranger school back in Snowpoint? If so, I'd never heard of it.
A fact of my life is that I was having trouble… I felt like something exciting needed to happen soon. I needed to go on a journey.
