This is my first PokeFic. It is based off my characters Orange and Purple who never got there own games. Also I have a Pokemon RPG forum on this site. It's in General Forums and is called Pokemon RPG World. Check it out if you want. No ones come yet. 

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, if I did Orange and Purple would have there own games.

BTW-This spans through all regions to date. This will be going Orange, Purple, Orange…ect. as far as chapters.

Orange would be a game that you could choose the type of pokemon to specialize in and become a gym leader. My Orange has Ghost pokemon!

Purple would be a game where you can choose a profession besides being a trainer. My Purple chose to be breeder, watcher, and coordinator!

Here we go!

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Orange was angry. Very angry. His father had gotten crueler as the time passed. Orange knew his father blamed him for his mother's death, even though there had been nothing he could do. He felt tears swelling in his bright golden eyes and brushed them away. Unfortunately they kept falling. He hung his head, letting his pure white bangs fall across his face. He remembered when his hair was a beautiful jet black, but that was long ago it seemed, before he saw his mother die. The great amounts of negative emotion, anger, sadness, and grief, lured over something. It loomed around the ten year old feeding on his negative feelings.

Orange suddenly stopped crying. He strangely felt a lot better, as if all his sadness had been sucked out of him. The looked around in the shadows illuminated by the full moon. He saw something move and then out came a pokemon that looked like a sock puppet with a horn. It had yellow eyes with blue pupils.

Orange recognized the pokemon as a Shuppet. He remembered what he had read about the Ghost type pokemon. "Where you the one that did that?" Orange said in a controlled silky voice.

Though the pokemon didn't have a mouth it still made a positive, "Shup shup!" With a new energy, Orange made a decision. He was ten years old, the age most trainers start there journeys. He would run away from his father and become a pokemon trainer. With that thought he ran inside quietly to pack his things.

He dressed in a black and orange striped t-shirt and black pants and packed a black backpack with clothes, snacks and the 1000 pokedollars he had managed to earn doing odd jobs. As he was packing he found and old pokeball that had never been used. He remembered before his mother died that he had told her how much he loved pokemon, and how she bought him this pokeball to show she supported him. He started to tear up again when the Shuppet floated through the door over to him. The effect was instant and he immediately felt better. "Thanks!" Orange said then left his old home for good.

He walked long the road to the nearest city. Pallet town was just a walk away and then he could see Professor Oak and start his journey!

"Shuppet Shup!" The Shuppet had followed his and was now floating around Orange's head happily.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Orange asked the Ghost.

"Pet pet Shup!" It said floating around him again.

"D-did you want to come along with me Shuppet?" Orange asked softly looking into the pokemon's big yellow and blue eyes.

"Shup Shup!" Shuppet replied happily.

Orange took out his mother's pokeball and looked at it for a moment. Then he threw it at Shuppet watching as the red light absorbed his new friend. He picked up the pokeball and stared at it. Then he pushed the button in the center and Shuppet came out.

"Shuppet!" The Ghost chirped.

"So you're my first pokemon. I'll call you Shadow. Is that okay with you?" Orange asked.

"Shup Shup!" Shuppet agreed.

"Alright let's go." Orange walked along the path with Shadow right behind him.

It took an entire night to reach Pallet and Orange had to recall Shadow when dawn approached. But he made it. He was finally going to start his journey. He knocked eagerly at Professor Oak's door.

"What? Who could it be at this time of morning?" Professor Oak's voice could be heard through the door. He opened it and was slightly startled by the young boy's appearance. Pure white hair and sunken in golden eyes made the kid look a little creepy.

"My name's Orange. I want to start a pokemon journey. Please, could I have one of your Pokedex?" October asked shortly.

"Why of course. Come on in." Professor Oak said leading Orange into his lab. "We have three starting pokemon here. Bulbasaur, Squirtle, and Char-"

"I already have a pokemon." Orange cut the Professor off.

"You do?" Professor Oak looked at him curiously.

"Shadow come out!" He said in reply, letting his Shuppet out of his pokeball.

"Why that's a Shuppet! One of the newer pokemon!" The man looked surprised.

"We're friends." Orange said defensively.

"Good." Professor Oak said smiling. "Pokemon and their trainers should always be friends."

The professor hurried over to a shelf of red pokedex and looked through them. He found the one he wanted and walked back to Orange with an orange pokedex, "This has most of the new pokemon data programmed into it."

Orange took it and put it in his pocket. "Thank you."

"No problem young man. I wish you good luck!" Professor Oak said as Orange left the lab.

In the light of the rising sun he saw the homes of Blue, Green, and the legend himself, Red. "I know I'm gonna be a pokemon Master, someday…" With a final look at Pallet, Orange set off on his own pokemon journey.

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