Author's Notes: Hey guys, long time no see! I know it's been a while, but I'm back with another story. I know what you're thinking. What about my other stories? Well, I'm not sure if I'm going to continue P:UE, and I'm getting my thoughts together for TGOTL, and WIIAM is almost done, so I decided I'd try something new. This story was actually inspired by KibaElunal. I read his story and it made me interested. Seriously, you should check him out. Anyway, for those of you who don't know what a Nuzlocke is, the rules are simple:

1. If a Pokemon faints, it dies (it goes into the PC graveyard)

2. By sacrificing two Pokemon, one of lower level can be resurrected

3. Battles with rivals ignore rule number 1

4. You can only catch the first Pokemon you encounter on each route

5. You must nickname all Pokemon you catch

6. rule 4 doesn't apply until you obtain pokeballs

And just so we're clear, all people and moemon who participate in lewd interactions with each other are assumed to be of the appropriate age. Now, without further adieu, I give you Pokemon Emerald: Winds of Fate.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon (duh)

The rattling of the moving van as it rolled to a stop beside their house jolted me as I sat within. I got to my feet slowly, grabbing my bag as I waited for my mom to open the back. She had insisted that I ride in the back with our stuff to make sure that nothing broke. Soon enough, the back opened, and two burly Moemon in white button ups stepped in, walking past me to grab the items that they proceeded to take inside. I hopped out of the van just as my mom stepped out of the house. She was in her early 40s, and yet she still held the beauty she'd had when she was younger.

"Nix, we're here, honey!" My mother said as she walked up to me. "It must be tiring riding in the back with all our stuff." She looked around, then said, "Well, this is Littleroot Town. It isn't big, but it has a quaint feel. Anyway, thanks to the moemon, we won't have to unpack. Come on! I want to show you the inside!"

She led the way inside, where the moemon were busy unpacking.

"Why don't you go upstairs and take a look at your room, honey? And don't forget to set the clock your father gave you to celebrate us moving here!"

"Yeah. Thanks." I muttered, brushing past her as I made my way upstairs.

My father had recently become the gym leader of Petalburg City, and my mom had insisted that we move all the way to the Littleroot Town just so we'd be closer, and so there wouldn't be literally a region between us.

I stepped into my room and looked around. It was an average sized room, but it look larger due to the fact that I didn't own much. It wasn't that our family was poor, I just didn't see much point in owning a bunch of stuff. It was filled in one corner by my queen sized bed, which had all ready been set up, and directly across from it was my PC, sitting on a desk with my notebook. A small TV sat a couple of feet away on my dresser. On the wall directly to my right, and a couple more feet from the TV was my clock. I sighed as I set the time on it, and then walked over and sat on the rolling chair in front of the PC. Checking it, I took my potion out of storage. It materialized in front of me, and I pocketed it. I sighed again as I leaned back, using the mouse to make sure all the stuff was in order on my PC. then, I got up and headed toward the stairs. On the way, I passed the full body mirror I kept beside the TV. I subconsciously stopped and observed myself. I stood a little over 6 feet, with green eyes and a white hat was worn over my raven black hair. I wore a black shirt and blue jeans. I nodded to myself, and headed downstairs. The mover moemon were gone, and my mom was standing in front of the TV excitedly. She noticed me and waved me over.

"Nix! Hurry! It's the Petalburg Gym! Maybe your father's on!" I slowly made my way over.

"...We brought you this report from the Petalburg City Gym." The reporter said, and the TV went to comercials.

"Too bad. I'm sure your father was on, but we missed him. Which reminds me! One of your father's friends is in town. Professor Birch is his name, and he lives next door. You should go and introduce yourself." My mom said, and sat down at the table we had in front of the TV. I sighed in resignation, and headed out the door.

There were few houses in the town, so I headed to the one directly to the east of ours. I knocked on the door, and a woman about my mom's age answered it.

"Hello? Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Nix." I answered.

"Oh! You must be one of our new neighbors. We have a daughter about the same age as you, and she was excited to make a new friend. I think she's upstairs in her room right now. Why don't you go say hi?" She said, and led me inside. the inside of their house was almost identical to ours, only mirrored. I shrugged my shoulders and headed towards the stairs. When I got to the top, the first thing I noticed was that the room was vacant of any human presence other than mine. The second thing I noticed was the pokeball sitting in the middle of the floor. I walked up to it out of curiosity and examined it. It seemed to contain a moemon. Before I could touch it, I heard footsteps from the stairs. Turning around, I saw a girl with long brown hair step into the room.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" She asked.

"Your mom told me to come up and say hello. Said you were excited to make a new friend." I said.

"Oh, you're Niz, then!" She exclaimed, nodding to herself. "I'm May. It's my dream to travel the world and collect all the data there is on every pokemon."

"Sounds fun. Actually, I was looking for Prof. Birch. My mom told me to introduce myself." I said.

"Oh!" She exclaimed, facepalming. "I almost forgot! I'm need to help my father with his research!" She rushed over to her PC. "He should be just north of the town, studying the moemon there." She added without taking her eyes off the screen. I nodded my thanks, and headed downstairs, thanked her mother, and headed back outside. Nodding to myself, I started up the path that led out of town. At the outskirts of the town, a girl stood listening. When she saw me, she raced over.

"There are scary sounds coming from outside the town. I'd go look, but I'm too scared. Could you please take a look?" She asked.

I sighed, but nodded, sliding past her and into the trees. Sure enough, there was the sound of growling up ahead. Suddenly, a cry pierced the air.

"HELP ME!" Someone screamed. More alert, I rushed forward. The trees opened up into a clearing. In the clearing was a man in a lab coat lay on his back against a tree, using his binder to keep a small moemon off him. The moemon was a small girl who wore a gray skirt. She prowled towards him, growling as she licked her lips, clearly wanting to have her way with him. The man noticed me, and shouted, "You! Please! Help me! In that bag! There are pokeballs!"

I rushed over to the bag I had just noticed, and pulled out the middle of the three balls inside. I threw it, and out came a male Torchic. It assessed the situation immediately, then turned to me for orders.

"Use Scratch! Protect the Professor!" I ordered. The Torchic nodded, moving forward quickly, using his talons to scratch the Poochyena, making her skid away from the Professor. She growled as she crouched lower, staring daggers at the Torchic, clearly pissed that he had ruined her fun. She gave a loud bark and charged him.

"Scratch! finish it!" I ordered. The Torchic jumped aside as she charged past, using his talons to slash her sides. She slid away, and then shakily got to her feet. She growled one last time at us before disappearing into the trees. Nodding to myself in satisfaction, a

I walked over to the Professor, recalling the Torchic after thanking it. The professor shakily got to his feet, wiping the dust off of his clothes.

"Thanks for that, but this isn't the place to talk. Please, accompany me to my lab.

When we safely returned to his lab, he nodded to me. "Thanks again. You must be Nix, Norman's child. You look just like him. I'm amazed at your battle skills, actually."

"It was nothing." I replied.

"You saved my life, and for that I thank you. I want you to have the Torchic you fought with, as a way of saying thanks." He said, handing me the pokeball.

"Are you sure? These things are extremely rare." I asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. But don't forget to name it." He replied.

Kane is ready to burn away the competition!

Gender: Male

Species: Torchic

Met: Gift from Prof. Birch

Level: 5

Blaze: Powers up Fire type in a pinch

Stats: HP 20/20, Attack 12, Defense 9, Sp. Attack 14, Sp Defense 9, Speed 9

Rash Nature

Moves: Scratch, Growl

"Now that you have a Pokemon, you should go meet my daughter, May. She should be North of Oldale Town. She could give you some tips on battling." Birch said.

I thanked him, and headed out the door.

Game Saved...

End Notes: First chapter done and done! Tell me what you think. Good? Bad? Mediocre? Please, R&R! RayTheZoroark Out!

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