What Are We Fighting For?

by BelovedS0ul

Maxine, A 13 year old girl who just moved into the town of little-root, is raring to start her first ever journey to become a pokemon master. But before she can get started, she is warned that times have changed and the game has been altered.

"Hey, wake up and get your butt off the couch."

"Didn't you hear me? I said move it!"

A deep voice bellowed above me as I opened my eyes groggily.

"Huh, What?" I groaned, stretching my arms as far as possible. I scratched my head and drug myself off the couch.

"That's more like it!" The deep voice commented.

"Yeah, yeah. Whate-" I was cut off by the bright light that blurred my vision. 'Oh yeah, we moved today.' I thought, looking around.

"Oh, Maxine, dear!" I heard my mother call from the house on the far right. Good 'ole mom. Always showing me the way. I smiled and brushed my hair out of my face before walking steadily mom-ward.

"Hey mom. What's up?" I asked, looking down at my custodian.

"What do you think of our new home? Lovely isn't it?" She sighed.

"Indeed!" I agreed. "What's this town called again? LittleBranch?" I tried.

Mom laughed. "No silly. This village is known as LittleRoot." She corrected.

As I mentioned before: Good 'ole mom.