A/N: Hello, this is my first story so don't expect anything amazing, but I think I'm not too bad. Of course everybody usually says that about themselves so I don't think it means much coming from me. Just do you know Heather is looks like the female character in pokemon emerald, but she is not in any way may. Oh yeah and I don't own pokemon; Nintendo and Gamefreak have that privilege. So enjoy.

Chapter one: Hello world.

I stood up and looked around. I knew I was in the pokemon universe, but whatever had sent me here made sure I wasn't going to freak out. It had also made sure I wouldn't let slip that I used to be a human. I saw a puddle of water nearby and I walked over to see my reflection and to find out what pokemon I had turned into. Walking was a little hard, it felt as though I was walking on top of my "clothing". Finally I managed to get over to the puddle and the reason I had trouble walking was revealed to me. I was a ralts. Well, that I knew that meant that I was a psychic type. I then began to wonder what moves I know if any. As soon as I thought it I immediately knew somehow, I knew. Double team, Teleport, Confusion, and... Pyscho cut? I didn't think ralts could learn that move. I shrugged not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth and noticed I was in some kind of forest. I set off in a random direction wondering what region I was in and where in that region I was. As I was walking I saw a path ahead. I quickly (as I could) walked over to it knowing that paths usually led to a city or town. When I got on the path I immediately sensed something. I was little weirded out by this, but remembered that I was a psychic type and this would probably happen often. Focusing on the whatever it was I felt emotions coming from someone I felt happiness, a sense of accomplishment, and a bit of nervousness. Curious as to what this could be I walked over to where I sensed, noticing that I was still following the path. I saw a human walking down the path with a large smile on her face. She was wearing a green bandanna with long tan hair coming out of it, down to her sides and had on a red shirt and long khaki pants. The human saw me and stared for a second before I sensed her feel lucky. She took out a pokeball and tossed it in the air saying, "Flare come on out!"

I was little surprised as the pokeball emitted a red beam on the ground and a young looking torchic appeared. The torchic (Who I assumed was nicknamed Flare, by the human who was obviously her trainer) blinked twice before looking at me and realizing what her trainer wanted her to do.

I was only a little surprised as I heard Flare say, "Alright punk, prepare to get beaten."

I realized what was happening and incase it wasn't obvious I'll tell you. They were going to try and capture me. Some internal instinct told me to fight back and defend myself and I wasn't going to ignore it.

Letting out a small huff I called back, "In your dreams."

The human yelled out, "Flare start it off with with a scratch!"

Flare started running towards me. Letting some instinct take over iI jumped back and, happily noting that I had successfully dodged Flare and was now about five feet away from her. I used Double team and felt immensely satisfied when four mirror copies of myself appeared by my sides. Deciding to fight back I had all four of my copies run at Flare in a straight line.

The human yelled out, "Flare, use Scratch on all of them! Even if none of them are real then it'll get rid of it's copies!"

I struggled against smiling. They had fallen right into my trap. Flare jumped, rather quickly, up using scratch on the first clone as it promptly dissipated. This repeated until Flare had gone through all the clones and was now almost right in front of me and her eyes widened as she realized I was the real one and that she wouldn't be able to dodge any attack I used against her. The human gasped coming to the same conclusion as I used Confusion point blank on the torchic in front of me. She was sent back a few yards coming to a stop a foot from her trainer. I almost flinched as I felt the human feel, fear, anger, and... respect about me? I shook my head as Flare got on her feet.

Flare actually growled before saying with grudging respect, "Alright, you managed to actually do some damage, but don't think for a second you're going to win."

I gave her a cocky smile before saying, "I don't have too, even if you some how manage to land too many hits on me and I'm about to faint do you know what I'll do?"

Her curiosity got the better of her and she said, "What?"

I gave her another smile before saying, "I know teleport."

Her shoulders sagged for a bit as she realized the implications of what that meant, before she said, "Then we'll just have to be fast."

Before I could respond she darted forward at ridiculous speeds obviously using a quick attack and rammed into me. I fell back a few feet and looked up to see her following up with an ember. It hit me dead on and I was thrown back another few feet. I was hurting now. I knew if I took another hit I would be out cold. I used Double team, but only managed to make three copies. I decided to try something I used teleport, but not to get away. I used to make myself and my three copies appear a few feet in front of me in a diamond formation, surrounding Flare. She blinked as she realized what I had done and was able to spit out an ember, but only hit a clone I prepared Psycho cut, my clones doing the same. I felt surprise come off of Flare's trainer as the glowing purple blade appeared around my arm. I darted in hitting the already wounded torchic from behind. Knocking her forward and onto the ground. Feeling cocky I swaggered over to her prone figure and saw her prop herself up on a wing somehow. Not questioning the physics hear I asked her in a cocky tone, "Any last words before I knock you out?"

I saw her look past me before saying, "Behind you."

Normally I wouldn't fall for such a trick, but I was a little jumpy and turing around saw a great ball right in front of my face before it hit me and pulled me in with a red flash. I immediately saw only darkness and I felt the great ball trying to capture me. I tried fighting back, but I was too tired and my injuries were hurting. After what seemed like an eternity I gave in to the darkness inside of the pokeball and fell into a half-conscious stupor.