A/N:
May returns to Sinnoh with her two childhood friends from Hoenn; Wally and Brendan, two trainers aiming for the Sinnoh League. What if she find one more grass head than she expected?
This is my first fic on this website, though do not go just because it is my first fic. First fics do not nessasarily mean they are not worth looking at.
The main ships are Contestshipping and Hoennshipping. Hints of other ships will come through once i introduce them into the stories.
This story will have a plot, but it is not like, 'oh my god, May and Wally and Brendan came to Sinnoh, let us launch our evil master plan!' Things do not revolve around our main characters, but they have influence through their relatives. Not Wally though. But give him your sympathy.
Disclaimer: The website is called FANfiction. I doubt the actual authors would actually write stories here. I do not own Pokemon, anime, manga or games.
Chapter 1: Snow in Sinnoh
This was not the first time May Maple had been to the Sinnoh Region. Once, last year, while in Johto, she had decided to participate in a contest created and supported by Gym Leader, Champion and Master Coordinator Wallace of Sootopolis City. She had joined so she could gain her fourth ribbon, one more step towards the Grand Festival. To her annoyance, though she did not show it much, she had lost against a certain rookie coordinator with blue hair and more confidence than the amount that was healthy. Her name was Dawn Berlitz, daughter of famed Johanna Berlitz, a famous coordinator who participated in contests with her Glameow. Dawn was two years younger than her, and had only gained one ribbon before hand; May had gained three. Dawn was also the new female companion of Ash Ketchum, an older teenager she had traveled throughout Hoenn and Kanto because his Pikachu had toasted her bike. She had the chance to meet him again too; at the time of meeting he was fourteen, two years older than her, and four years older than Dawn. She also caught up with Brock, an ex-Gym Leader from Kanto, and a womanizer.
Not only that, her beloved Eevee evolved into a beautiful Glaceon. She had raised it from an egg she received from an Egg Ranch.
Ash had also entered the Wallace Cup with his new Buizel that he had traded from Dawn, in return for his Aipom, who had since evolved into an Ambipom. He had lost against a coordinator named Kyle, but not before pulling off a spectacular 'Ice Aqua Jet' that Dawn had claimed to first attempt. She had also met Zoey, Dawn's rival who also had a Glameow, just like Dawn's mother. May had defeated Zoey though.
This time round however, May did not have Ash or Brock to guide her way. On the plus side however, her little brother Max had started his pokemon journey with his beloved Ralts, after studying under their father, Norman, the Gym-Leader for Petalburg City. Max would no longer bug her with his smart-alek comments.
Most times, she was alone in Johto, though old rivals like Harley and Solidad, along with Drew would appear. Harley would insist that their 'happy little family' should travel together, and they would for a while, before May and Drew would separate from Harley and Solidad, and go their separate ways. Harley and Solidad were traveling together though. They were old friends, though sometimes people doubted they were just friends; others believed that Harley was in fact gay, and traveled with Solidad as a friend, or to cover up the shocking 'truth'.
Harley was more mature, though in the slightest manner, and he no longer cheated. Even the highly suspicious Drew could not deny that Harley had turned to the good; sometimes they thought he would join Team Rocket.
The Ship stopped slowly as it pulled into Canalave. May inhaled and took in the very sight of the Region. A gentle breeze blew in from the sea, holding the scent of salt within it. Her green and white bandana moved with the breeze, momentarily blocking her view, aided by a flutter of brunette hair. Throughout the Johto region, she had worn a set of the green version of a design a childhood friend had designed her, while they were still small children. For childish designs, they were wonderful. They were comfortable too, and she saw no reason to replace the garments with unsatisfactory clothes. It was tried and tested for a few years now. It came from the heart no?
And speaking of said friend…
The port was fairly crowded, but one teenager, propped casually against a nearly building caught her eye. His short boyish black hair was obscured mainly by his signature snowy white hat, bordered and trimmed by a green and white pattern of a stylised pokeball, matching the brunette's bandana. His clothing was of green, black and orange. Because of his hat, many people believed that his hair was actually white. Sometimes he was insulted, sometimes he chuckled silently in his head.
He was no old man.
Ruby eyes met Sapphire counterparts, as he blinked, snapping out of his reverie, and suddenly become more alert in his lethargic posture. He stood to attention, in a not so literal manner.
"How is my little May doing?" he questioned, as he marched smoothly towards the thirteen year old girl. The two of them had agreed to meet in this more secluded area of the port, while more people boarded and left the ship from Johto to Sinnoh, and vice versa.
He raised his hat slightly higher, as to see his old friend better. He appreciated her wide grin as she half-skipped, half-ran towards him. As soon as she was within reach, he ruffled her hair as affectionately as one could be while the person wore a bandana.
"Still wearing my concepts?" he enquired. "Maybe the job of a Pokemon Stylist holds more potential for me, though the world would probably disagree with me."
"Hey Brendan, long time no see!" she exclaimed in reply, the grin still plastered across her face. "I am doing fine. I think you should stick to Gym Battles."
Within his head, he chuckled at her naive and upbeat personality. That wonderful and cute aspect of her had not changed since when they were ten. Back then, Brendan was ever so keen to get started on his journey, and May had been less than pleased.
"So, from our calls, i hear you are doing contests? And here i thought you would never actually go out on a journey like this." Brendan remarked to his female companion. "And your starter was a Torchic, correct? May I see the pokemon that started it all?"
"Of course Brendan, Blaziken, take the stage!" May exclaimed as her first pokemon appeared, evolved, but the same. Blaziken stood beside his trainer proudly.
"Remarkable, though it sucks you got the type disadvantage, Swampert, give 'em justice!" Brendan said, as he revealed his evolved starter, who stood adjacent to May's starter.
"Impressive." May said, looking at Brendan's pride and joy. If it wasn't for the water gun, she could have gained something like Brendan's.
"Yep and you know it!" Brendan said in a cocky way that was the Brendan she knew from childhood.
May giggled, and before he knew it, Brendan joined in with his booming laughter. They were loud enough to be sent glares, though still soft enough, as whole port became emptier. Blaziken and Swampert gave weird looks to their trainers.
Brendan clutched his stomach in an attempt to quell the peals of laughter issuing from him. May was a little quicker on the uptake; her giggles had already stopped, leaving Brendan in embarrassment.
"Where is Wally?" she questioned at last. Brendan had nearly forgotten about their sickly green-headed friend. She had begun glancing around, before Brendan coughed politely to capture her attention once more.
"Wally is late, by the looks of things. Do not be afraid, dear May! I told him to meet us at Professor Rowan's lab if we had gone already!" Brendan exclaimed in an unnecessary triumphant and joyous tone, with an equally unnecessary pose, complete with motion blur. He was answered by more giggles from the sapphire eyed brunette, who was tapping her foot impatiently; she had already gone ahead, Blaziken and all. Brendan was forced to run after her, damaging his manly honor. Luckily, it was not super effective, as he was wearing his favorite running shoes, and had quickly caught up to May, who giggled once more, before they were on their way. His swampert looked at his idiotic trainer, before walking along the shore too, overlooking the water-filled ocean. Being a water type, Swampert loved water.
"So what pokemon are you planning to get from Professor Rowan?" May enquired her white haired friend as they walked along the path, as she idly kicked aside a small pebble. The route was bordered by trees and dangerously tall grass. Of course, as mentioned before, Brendan's hair was not actually white, but black, though it was easier to think of it as white. It saved precious time.
They had already gone over a bridge, and passed Jubilife; they would go back there soon after all. May had barely even glanced at Jubilife City; the two were too busy catching up.
"Chimchar." He replied automatically, and before his female companion questioned his choice, he continued. "Your Hoenn starter was a fire type, and mine was a water type."
Both Blaziken and Swampert looked irritated that Brendan had merely referred to them as 'starters'. More like companions or partners.
"That's good thinking, and I was thinking about Piplup, Dawn had one." May replied, thinking, once again about the blue haired now 11 year old. Blaziken remembered the Tag battle with Dawn's Piplup, and the stunning finish, that Blaziken pulled off. None the less, Dawn was pretty good for a rookie.
She stopped suddenly on the dusty and slightly sandy trail. Brendan glanced at her, to only be greeted with a smile as her feet went back in rhythm.
"So, if you knew what I was going to pick, why didn't you decide to pick Turtwig? You have always seemed to be the one who used type advantage to your well, advantage."
"Wally likes green remember?" Brendan reminded her. "Actually, let me rephrase that, he adores green. He was awfully lucky his first pokemon was quite rare and powerful for a first and green as well."
"Hmmm." The brunette simply as she noticed the track become sandier and sandier. "I do believe we are approaching Sandgem Town."
"The name is rather uncreative though." Brendan remarked, kicking some sand up, sending a random shell into the air, before landing unceremoniously. He turned around to Swampert, who was walking in the shallows.
"I think it is time you returned Swampert." He said, as he took out Swampert's pokeball. A light enveloped his Swampert, and retreated into the sphere.
"You too Blaziken." May said, as a similar light sent the fiery fighting pokemon into his pokeball. She minimized the pokeball and clipped it to her belt, in eerie synchronized time to Brendan.
They finally and officially entered the small town, and headed straight to Professor Rowan's lab.
To both of their surprises, a green haired boy was already in the lab, claiming a pokeball from the Professor.
But as he turned his eyes towards the two newcomers they realized something.
It was not the green haired boy they were planning to meet.