Legend of the Black Ruby

Gyphie: Yay, PoKe'MoN fanfic. This fanfic is going to be based STRICTLY on the game (with only a few similarities to the show, like Brock will not be in the Pewter City gym; just to warn you, I've only seen the episodes with only the first 151 PoKe'MoN and bits and pieces of the other shows). Please don't jump down my throat and say "THAT CAN'T HAPPEN BECAUSE THIS HAPPENED IN THE SHOW." I only remember a few important details about the show that I'm going to try to implement in my fic, but then again this is why it's based STRICTLY off of the game.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the PoKe'MoN and only the characters that I created are mine.

CHAPTER ONE

Black Ruby Discovery

This was it. It was the moment that she had been waiting on for six years. Her mother wouldn't let her leave when she was ten, but now, NOW she could finally fulfill her goal of being the greatest-known PoKe'MoN master anyone had ever seen. That's right, the name Gyphie Darihnks would be known all throughout the PoKe'MoN world, and by her side her elite team of PoKe'MoN. That annoying neighbor of hers would never mock her again! She had had six entire years to study all the different PoKe'MoN and all of their abilities and she wasn't about to let that entire six years go to waste!

She rushed downstairs, her bright blue eyes alight with the fire of determination, her brown hair bouncing about her shoulders, and six brand new PoKe'balls attached to the belt around her waist. She wore a black tank top, red and black arm socks on her forearms tightly, only down near her hands they became like sleeves, covering her hands slightly. Around her neck she had a red collar, small enough to fit around a Meowth's neck. On her feet she wore a pair of black boots, which didn't seem to go against her outfit at all but match it, surprisingly. She also wore a black mini skirt with a red bow in the back, the slack of the bow hanging down to her knees, over the bow a black belt with the PoKe'balls on it.

"Gyphie! You look nice!" A familiar voice called from outside of her window, Gyphie's attention being drawn to it.

"Wha..?" Gyphie arched an eyebrow as she saw her neighbor standing outside grinning.

"You look nice for a dork, at any rate. Hurry up, Gramps is waiting on you!" The young man called through the open window, Gyphie grumbling and marching over to the window, slamming it down.

"I'll show you dork… just you wait…" Gyphie muttered, heading for the front door and walking outside.

The sun hung high in the sky with a canopy of clouds, a slight breeze sweeping through the town. Gyphie inhaled, smiling and closing her eyes as she always enjoyed the outdoors. She looked over and saw her neighbor heading down the road, a book bag slung over his left shoulder. He wore black fingerless gloves, a pair of sunglasses balanced atop his head. His hair was a sort of mess of spikes, as if all he did was put gel in his hair and ran his hands through it like he was scratching at fleas. It was red in color, a few black stripes going through it.

He wore a simple pair of blue jeans with a few holes torn in the leggings and a belt to hold them up. He had on a black leather jacket with the sleeves ripped off, revealing that he was wearing a white tank top. Six PoKe'balls were attached to his belt as well, showing that he was leaving to attempt the PoKe'MoN League as well.

"Some fancy get-up you have…" Gyphie mumbled, the man grinning. His eyes were a soft shade of green, Gyphie always thinking that his hair and eyes would always do well during Christmas time.

"I'm going on a journey, I don't think dressing up in pretty clothes is going to help. This isn't a fashion show you know." He continued to walk past Gyphie, who grumbled and followed him slowly.

"I can't help it, this was about as travel-y as I got. My family is rich, I don't have any raggedy clothes like you always wear, Shorty." Gyphie's left eye twitched slightly.

"At least I have common sense." Shorty retorted, turning down a dirt road that lead up a hill.

The winding dirt road soon stopped at the top of the hill, a large building looming just over the town. Beside of it was a windmill, and a few PoKe'MoN flew about merrily behind it. Shorty grinned and stopped to admire it for a moment, Gyphie crossing her arms and walking past him as if the scenery wasn't anything new to her. Of course, it wasn't really, because ever since she was ten she would gaze out of her window and look at the building, always wondering when she would be able to start her journey. Her parents always thought that ten was far too young to head out into the open world where all sorts of dangers awaited to devour their child. It was just last week that Gyphie received a postcard from her parents that said she could start her journey on her sixteenth birthday, which was today.

"I just wish my mom and dad could be here to see me off…" Gyphie sighed.

"Sucks to be you." Shorty snorted, Gyphie glaring at him.

"Thanks for the sentimentality. Why did you start late anyway?" Gyphie asked.

"You see it all has to do with… none of your business!" Shorty replied. Gyphie grumbled, frowning deeply as she continued on down the road. Shorty ruffled her hair and ran past her, heading up towards the gargantuan doors to the building.

"Besides, just be happy you get a lovely little rival to accompany you on your journey! I doubt you'll get any PoKe'MoN to travel with you." Shorty laughed, opening the doors.

"But… you… it… that's not funny you big jerk!" Gyphie cried.

Shorty laughed as he walked inside, Gyphie following in behind him. She gazed in awe at all of the different PoKe'MoN that were just inside of the lab, many of the professor's aides studying them intently. They all looked about the same, wearing white coats and a pair of glasses. Only two of the aides really stood out, those being the ones hanging on the wall in a picture frame. Gyphie stared at her parents, a beautiful woman in a lab coat with deep purple hair and bright blue eyes and beside of her a handsome man in a white coat, slacks, and a black shirt. He had shaggy brown hair and a pair of brown eyes gazing out at the world from behind a pair of spectacles. He had a goatee and an earring in both of his ears.

Gyphie smiled softly as she followed Shorty through a pair of bookcases, showing a large working area with various tables. On the tables were some computers and a couple of small, red rectangles that looked to be like a type of book. Gyphie blinked and stared at all of the stacks of papers and books everywhere, holding her left arm tightly. She then saw a circular machine in the center, on which were four PoKe'balls. Three sat around on the edges of the machine, one with a flame mark, one with a raindrop mark, and one with a leaf. In the center there was another ball, but this one had no markings on it, it just looked like a normal PoKe'ball.

Suddenly, a stack of books fell over, a rather rank smell drifting into the room. Gyphie and Shorty wrinkled their noses, Gyphie soon holding her nose as she saw a purple glob pour into the room. A pair of eyes soon found their way to the top, the glob forming a mouth and seeming to moan slightly. Shorty furrowed a brow and stared at the PoKe'MoN in confusion.

"Muuuuuuk..!" The PoKe'MoN spoke.

"What the hell is that thing..?" Shorty moved back as the PoKe'MoN began to move towards him, Gyphie giggling.

"It's a Muk! How cute!" Gyphie held out a hand to the Muk, the PoKe'MoN staring at it quizzically.

"Muk." The Muk burbled, poking her hand with its own.

"It reeks…" Shorty held his nose, stepping away from the purple PoKe'MoN.

"That it does, Shorty! Hello Gyphie!" A voice called from behind a bookcase. Gyphie looked at the bookcase and soon saw the professor step around it, wearing his lab coat sleeves rolled up. He had salt-and-pepper hair, his eyes black as coal yet as friendly as a pair of eyes could get.

"Hello Professor Oak!" Gyphie smiled.

"Yo, Gramps, took long enough." Shorty snorted, crossing his arms.

"Patience is a virtue! Now, you come here Muk. We have to get you back with the others." Professor Oak began to push Muk back towards the door in which it had come in, Muk moaning as it slid its way out of the door and onto the grass. A few aides came over to take care of Muk, Professor Oak closing the door.

"It's your birthday already, is it?" Professor Oak smiled, Gyphie nodding.

"Yeah, I'm just upset my parents couldn't see me off…" Gyphie looked back towards the picture. Professor Oak put a hand on her shoulder and smiled again reassuringly.

"They'd be very proud of you, that's for sure. Much like Shorty's sister is proud of him." Professor Oak motioned to Shorty, who shrugged.

"It's not much. She'll really be proud when she sees me on the television holding the PoKe'MoN League cup." Shorty grinned.

"At any rate, we should get you guys started off, hm?" Professor Oak walked over to the machine with the PoKe'balls on it, Gyphie and Shorty following him.

"Sure thing, professor!" Gyphie smiled.

"Here we have--oh dear, I left him out again!" Professor Oak sighed, picking up the PoKe'ball in the middle. He sighed and pocketed it, Gyphie arching an eyebrow.

"Left who out? What was that professor?" Gyphie asked, growing curious.

"Oh, nothing, just a little experiment we've been dealing with here in the lab. He's a special Charmander." Professor Oak replied.

"Well, would it be such a big deal if I took that Charmander as my starter PoKe'MoN?" Gyphie asked. Shorty looked at Gyphie, frowning.

"It's an experiment, of course you can't take it." Shorty said. Gyphie glared at Shorty, crossing her arms.

"Last time I checked, you weren't Professor Oak." Gyphie stuck her tongue out at Shorty, who went to grab for it and missed.

"This Charmander is… well, very special. We have needed a skilled trainer to take him out and train him to see exactly what he's capable of. We've run every other possible test and he seems to be a normal Charmander… when he isn't put to the test of a PoKe'MoN battle." Professor Oak explained, pulling the PoKe'ball out of his pocket.

"So, you'll let me take the Charmander, right?" Shorty looked to the professor.

"Oh, heavens no!" Professor Oak exclaimed.

"Professor, why don't we test him out now? Shorty can pick any PoKe'MoN on the table to face against the Charmander." Gyphie suggested. Professor Oak stared at the PoKe'ball, focusing on it for a few moments before sighing and handing it to Gyphie.

"All right, Shorty you pick one." Professor Oak looked to his grandson. He walked around the table and placed a hand on the PoKe'ball with a raindrop on it.

"I'll pick this one!" Shorty grinned. The PoKe'ball then burst open with a bright light, the light pouring from the PoKe'ball and forming a shape on the ground.

The shape didn't stand all too tall, and the light faded to reveal a turtle-like PoKe'MoN. On its back was a red shell, and its eyes were a type of brownish-red. Its skin was blue, and it was cute to boot. Gyphie stared at the Squirtle with big eyes, cooing over how adorable it looked. Shorty snorted, picking up the Squirtle and grinning.

"I'm gonna call you Hydrix!" Shorty spoke to the Squirtle.

"Squoitle!" The PoKe'MoN cried out.

"Well, then… here goes!" Gyphie tossed the PoKe'ball that she held, a blackish-red light exploding from the PoKe'ball.

The first thing anyone could see was a bright blue flame amidst the blackish-red light. As the light faded, Gyphie stared in awe at the creature that stood before her. The Charmander stood with its eyes closed, pitch black in color. Its underbelly was a dark gray, almost like it was black. On the back of the Charmander dark red stripes ran down it to the tail, and its elbows seemed to be pointed on the ends. It only had two toes on each of its feet, and on the heels of them it had another claw, like bird feet. The Charmander opened its eyes, revealing a pair of ruby red eyes.

"Char!" The PoKe'MoN spoke, a grin on its face.

"Wow! His eyes are so beautiful!" Gyphie gasped, staring at the Charmander.

"This is what researchers all across the globe have been calling the Black Ruby of the PoKe'MoN world. Your parents found him and sent him our way… they had intended it to be a gift, but we weren't sure if you were truly capable of handling him." Professor Oak said.

"How come she gets a rare PoKe'MoN?" Shorty asked, setting Hydrix on the ground.

"Because you wouldn't know how to take care of a PoKe'MoN properly even if the lessons bit you in the butt!" Gyphie crossed her arms. Charmander picked up his PoKe'ball and balanced it on his nose, smiling.

"If you can take care of this Charmander here, he's all yours Gyphie. Just show me how you can battle with him." Professor Oak said. Gyphie nodded, Charmander tossing the PoKe'ball to Professor Oak and cheering. He ran over and hugged Gyphie's leg, Gyphie smiling and patting him.

"He's a fire type, though… anyone else see anything wrong with this picture?" Shorty arched an eyebrow.

"Sometimes it doesn't matter what types you use, it matters how you use the PoKe'MoN themselves. If you can master any element with any element, you know you're a good trainer. Water might have an advantage, but let's see if you have the skills to use that element against fire!" Gyphie clenched her fist, Charmander stepping forward and throwing his fist in the air, cheering.

"Right this way, then." Professor Oak walked across the room, opening a door to an outdoor stadium.

Gyphie and Shorty followed Professor Oak, their PoKe'MoN following closely behind them. Shorty took to the right, Gyphie turning to the left, both soon to be standing on opposing ends of the stadium. Gyphie looked down to Charmander, who smiled up at her innocently, flicking his tail back and forth. She smiled and nodded to him, Charmander clapping his hands excitedly and running out onto the battlefield. Hydrix soon followed suit, waddling his way quickly out onto the battlefield.

"The rules are like a simple PoKe'MoN match. First PoKe'MoN unable to continue battling loses the match," Professor Oak explained. "Ready, match set, GO!"

"This should be easy… Hydrix, water gun!" Shorty commanded of his PoKe'MoN. Hydrix nodded and puffed up his chest, water soon gushing from his mouth towards Charmander.

"Charmander, roll to the left and counter with flamethrower!" Gyphie shouted.

Charmander waited a few seconds for the water to get closer, only then listening to what Gyphie said. He rolled to the left and soon spat fire towards the water, the fire circling around it and heading towards Hydrix's mouth. The water hissed and soon began to turn into steam, Hydrix immediately stopping the water gun to run away from the incoming fire. The fire scorched where Hydrix once stood, Hydrix putting a hand over his heart and sighing with relief.

"Not bad… Hydrix, tail whip distraction then head in with a scratch!" Shorty shouted. Hydrix turned around and began to wag his tail, backing up towards Charmander. The PoKe'MoN seemed to giggle, then bit Hydrix's tail, Hydrix freezing.

"What the… is that even allowed!?" Shorty cried as Hydrix jolted up into the air, Charmander still latched onto its tail.

"Sure it is!" Gyphie giggled.

"Hydrix, water gun right to the face!" Shorty shouted again, Hydrix turning his head and blasting Charmander in the face with water. Charmander cried out in alarm, being blown back by the pressure of the water.

"Oh no! Charmander!" Gyphie gasped, trying to look through the steam to find her companion. She soon saw the familiar blue flame in the steam, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Good, you're okay… Charmander, use tackle on Hydrix!" Gyphie commanded. Charmander nodded and charged towards Hydrix, ramming his shoulder into the chest of the PoKe'MoN. Hydrix flew backwards, flipping in the air and skidding on his belly towards Shorty.

"Now use ember!" Gyphie shouted, Charmander obeying. He swished his tail around, small blue flames leaping from his tail and surrounding him, some of the flames hitting Hydrix.

"Hydrix, use scratch attack! Quick!" Shorty cried, Hydrix slowly getting to his feet. He panted and ran towards Charmander, scratching him across the chest. Charmander cried out slightly in pain, blood running from his new wound. He then whipped around and slammed his tail into Hydrix, sending him flying off to the side a bit.

"Use flamethrower one last time!" Gyphie smiled, confident in her new PoKe'MoN's abilities. Charmander opened his mouth, from it bursting blue flames that engulfed Hydrix.

"Hydrix, go inside your shell!" Shorty bit his lower lip, Hydrix obeying his master. The flames were still too much for him, sweat pouring down his face.

"Tackle attack now!" Gyphie pointed at Hydrix, Charmander letting out a battle cry and charging towards Hydrix, hitting his shell that was now on fire into the air. Hydrix came from his shell and cried in pain, soon falling to the ground. The breeze put out the flames, Hydrix landing on his back. He attempted to get up, soon falling unconscious.

"No way! A Charmander beat a Squirtle!?" Shorty cried in disbelief. He grumbled and pulled a PoKe'ball from his belt, tossing it at Hydrix. The PoKe'ball opened, a bright light engulfing Hydrix and taking him inside. The ball then flew back to Shorty's hand, Shorty putting the ball on his belt.

"That was remarkable! Such teamwork! Normally fire types can't beat water types. This Charmander has great potential!" Professor Oak spoke in astonishment, Gyphie running over to Charmander and hugging him.

"Oh, you're hurt." Gyphie looked at Charmander's chest. She picked up Charmander carefully, Charmander patting her on the side of her face as if to say he would be fine.

"So… you have something else to give us don't you, Gramps?" Shorty asked, Professor Oak nodding. He walked inside, both Gyphie and Shorty following. He picked up the red rectangles on the desk and handed one to both Gyphie and Shorty.

"These are PoKe'DEX. With each PoKe'MoN you encounter, it'll add a new page to it and you can learn more about the PoKe'MoN such as basic information like weight and height and what type it is. They'll help you on your journey." Professor Oak said, Gyphie staring at the thin red rectangle.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Gyphie, your mother told me to give you this." Professor Oak walked over to a table and picked up an orange bag, handing it to Gyphie. The back had a white PoKe'ball shape on it, a flap hanging over one side.

"Thanks professor." Gyphie smiled and set Charmander down, taking the bag and putting it over her shoulder.

"Now you two take care on your journey and feel free to send a call back at any time to let me know how you're doing." Professor Oak said.

"By the time I get back to you, I'll already have all eight of my badges!" Shorty grinned. He then pushed Gyphie out of the way and headed for the door of the lab, Gyphie frowning at him and following.

"You take care professor! Good luck with your research!" Gyphie called over her shoulder, waving to the professor. Charmander waved as well, a smile on his face.

One last time, Gyphie stopped and looked at the picture of her parents on the wall. She smiled and nodded to them, heading for the door of the lab. The door which lead to the beginning of a hard, long journey towards her goal. Gyphie took in a deep breath and opened the door, Charmander following her close in her footsteps, smiling the whole way. A soft breeze brushed by the area, Gyphie letting out the breath she took in slowly.

"I won't let you down Mama and Papa." Gyphie said aloud.

"Don't you have better things to do than talk to yourself? Like get to Viridian Forest?" Shorty taunted.

"Don't you have better things to do than be a jerk all the time!?" Gyphie frowned.

"Heh… I'll catcha later, Gyphie. Good luck," Shorty turned, "you'll need it."

He began to walk down the road, Gyphie frowning deeply. She then sighed and smiled slightly to herself, Charmander looking up at her. He tugged on her skirt and then pointed down the road, Gyphie smiling to him.

"It's just you and me, Charmander! At least until we can find some more friends to join us. Are you ready?" Gyphie looked down at Charmander.

"Char!" Charmander replied.

"Let's get going, then!" Gyphie grinned. She then began to walk down the road after Shorty, Charmander following her closely.

It was then that something fell from her bag, Charmander catching it in his hands and staring at it. He tugged on Gyphie's skirt, Gyphie blinking and looking down at Charmander. The little creature held up a postcard, Gyphie taking it and looking at it. On the front of the postcard there was a large, fancy-looking ship, sailing merrily in the water. Gyphie turned the postcard over and looked at the back, seeing her father's handwriting.

Good luck, Gyphie! Your mom and I are rooting for you from the sidelines! We love you!

Love,

Mom & Dad

Gyphie smiled to herself, putting the postcard back in her bag. She pat Charmander on the head, looking up at the road before her. Charmander smiled up at her, cheering. Gyphie had more hope than ever, and what she would find in Viridian Forest would give her even more. This was it, the real deal. This was her journey to become a PoKe'MoN master.

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"The Black Ruby's been found, eh?"

"Yessir."

"Well… you know what to do."

"Yessir. Consider it yours. We will not fail you."

Gyphie: Yay. XD Chapter one done. I hope you all enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it. See you all on the next chapter. XD