Okay so hello. I wrote this about two and a half years ago. I'm reviving it, and fixing grammar errors and such.
I'm trying.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokémon.
CHAPTER ONE
I hate my mother. Goddamn it 15. Almost 16. And yet, am I on a journey? Like every other ten year old?
Nope.
Do I have every single, goddamn Johto gym badge?
Never been even inside a gym.
She's been so protective about me since those Team Rocket attacks 3 years ago. My age to leave on my adventure came and went. She promised me I would be able to leave once it was safe. There had been no 'TR' attacks in almost 3 years. Still, she was so paranoid. This was bull shit. Team Rocket is not coming back.
I did promise myself though, that if I turned 16 and she wouldn't let me leave, I'd do it my self. And that's what I would do.
That's what I will do, soon enough.
-Crystal
Crystal awoke in a daze, staggering to her calendar.
What's the day... What's the date...
It was Sunday, wait. No, Monday. Tuesday? No, must be Monday.\
The date surprised her. It was July 27th.
Crystal's 16th birthday.
Long hair covered her eyes as she smirked. Tip-toeing, off she went and found a light bag in her closet.
What's an essential... I need these... And this... And...
Within about 20 minutes, she was packed and ready to go.
She loudly banged down the stairs to her mother's kitchen, where she sat at the table and looked up at the staircase coldly, "What are you storming down here about?"
Crystals expression was motionless and her voice went silent for a moment, soon she gained the ability to speak. "I'm done mom. I'm sick of this shit. I was supposed to go years ago. I'm gone." Crystal grabbed a glass from the table and admired it for a second. The flower print design matched the rest of the kitchen.
CRASH
The beautiful glass hit the wall and shattered, leaving pieces of glass in every direction. Her mother stood up, but was frozen in rage. "Bye, bye, bitch." The blue haired girl walked out the door, slamming it, drowning out her mother screams from within.
Running out of the house, she went on to route 29 to find some trees to give her a decent hiding place. In her moment of worry she attempted to dig out the PokéGear out of her bag.
She needed to go somewhere and lay low, at least for a few days.
Who has as house...
ARIANA!
Crystal went and dialed her number in, and it started ringing.
「ring...ring...click!」
"Hello, executive Ariana speaking." said a weary voice.
"Executive... what? Ugh, Ariana?" she tried to keep her voice hushed, not to draw attention. "This is gonna' sound weird, but, I need a place to hide. I know we haven't seen each other in fore-"
"No problem, Cys. I send someone to your location." She said in an official tone. It sounded almost odd on her, she used to be so care free, "Go to the route entrance going to route 46 from route 29."
「...click...」
And the phone line went dead.
Ok, I just need to get there safely without a Pokémon...
Stepping out of the trees, Crystal started walking towards the route entrance. She jumped over a bush, which most likely should be cut, and reached the route entrance to see an devious looking Dragonite.
"Are you... Crystal?" a tall man wearing all black asked her, with a red 'R' adorned to his shirt. His hallow green eyes were almost depressing, and his expression cold. Crystal nodded. "Ok, good. Get on." and he gestured towards the large dragon Pokemon.
She climbed on it and then the dark man got on.
"FLY!" he yelled, very angrily at the Pokemon, which seemed a tad frightened.
Where am I headed now?
And so, her adventure began.