A/N: Here we go! I for one love Pokemon, so yeah! The first chapter is short, but things really pick up from there.
I own nothing.
Lily was a Pokemon trainer. A fairly good one, at that. So far, she only had one partner, but it wasn't hurting her in the least. Squirtle had already helped her win two badges.
She wasn't too bad looking either. Sure, she dressed like a boy, but her long blond hair destinguished her gender from a long way off.
Our story begins after her win at Cerulean City.
"I really liked your choice in a water-type starter," Misty complimented, handing Lily a gym badge, "and your style of battling. However, I would really consider catching another Pokemon. Maybe a grass or ground-type."
"How come?" Lily asked.
"Well, if you're headed to Vermillion City, the gym leader there is Lt. Surge. He specializes in electric-types."
"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind," the trainer said with a smile.
Later, she was on her way, her bag stuffed with Potions and Pokeballs.
"Well Squirtle," Lily said to her Pokemon. "I'm going to have to catch another Pokemon if we're going to have a chance at the next gym."
"Squirt."
A rustling in the bushes caught Lily's attention and she grabbed an empty Pokeball from her bag. "Let's do this, Squirtle," she whispered, sneaking up on the bush. She could see a couple of yellow ears poke out and she threw the Pokeball at it. "I've got you now!"
The Pokeball wiggled a few times before giving a satisfactory click.
"I did it!" Lily shouted in joy. "That was easier than I thought."
She picked up the Pokeball, feeling electricity and warmth radiate from it. She then threw it in the air, releasing the Pokemon.
A Pikachu sat on the grass in front of the trainer, dazed for a brief second before standing and glaring at Lily.
"Now why in the bloody hell did you do that for?"