Pyro: Hey guys, this is a Pokémon Ranger story!

Maniac: Tomboyish, Manga-Obsessing, Pokémon Worshipping, Otaku…

Pyro: Ok, what crawled up your ass and died?

Maniac: You just broke your boyfriend's heart!

Pyro: Well, he treated my almost-brother like shit so yeah…

Maniac: *sigh* But did you have to kick him in the balls and sock him in the face?

Pyro: …Yes…

Maniac: Just when I thought you were becoming a girl…

Disclaimer: ToughRedFirePyro1 doesn't own Pokémon, only the plot.

Pokémon Ranger

A thirteen year-old girl leapt off the boat and on the harbor of Fall City.

"LAND, sweet LAND!" She called out, lying on the cool cement. The other people leaving the boat gave the girl wearing the slightly loose Ring Town Pokémon Ranger uniform odd stares.

Solana ignored the stares and ran out of the harbor and to the stairs and balanced herself to walk along the wall that towered over the ocean. Solana took a deep breath and…

"TODAY IS THE DAY! I'M GOING TO BECOME A POKÉMON RANGER TODAY! I WILL BE THE GREATEST RANGER IN FIORE AND BECOME A TOP RANGER! I, SOLANA SUNSTONE, PROMISE THAT NEXT TIME I GO HOME IN HOENN, I WILL GO AS A TOP RANGER AND PROVE TO MY FAMILY THAT A POKÉMON RANGER ISN'T INFERIOR!" Solana shouted out at the top of her lungs at the sea. Solana was completely oblivious to the people giving her even more odd stares. A group of tourists were glaring at her.

"PARDON ME!" The tour guide yelled out. Solana looked back at the aggravated man.

"Sorry, but I have to scream out my dreams at the ocean so they can come true, Mr. Trickster said that if I scream them out to the ocean, my dreams will come true." Solana replied before returning to her shouting.

"I WILL BECOME THE BEST POKÉMON RANGER THAT THERE IS, AND WILL NOT BE DISCOURAGED BY MY FAMILY'S THOUGHTS OF POKÉMON RANGERS! I WILL PROVE THAT ALL PROFESSIONS; TRAINERS, COORDINATERS, BREEDERS, AND RANGERS ARE ALL EQUALS! THAT IS MY PROMISE!" Solana breathed heavily after all of her screaming and jumped down from the wall and easily landed the five feet without fear of jumping the height.

Solana ran past the tour guide and the tourists and towards the upper part of the south of Fall City and began to scan the area.

"Now, where the hell is Spencer…" Solana muttered, referring to the Pokémon Ranger that she's been writing letters to for over seven months with. She looked around and lazily noted that a group of kids were cowering nearby a wooden crate…

That was moving.

Solana did a double-take and blinked. Yup, the crate was definitely moving. Solana ran up to the group of kids and the crate and began to inspect the crate.

Solana heard noises from the crate and lifted the crate up. A small Plusle poked his head out and ran away from the crate while glaring evil black flames of doom at its former wooden prison. The Plusle ran away from the group of kids and one teenager after glaring enough. A boy with a blue hat sighed in relief.

"Phew, if that was an Ekans, I would've fainted!" The boy cried out in relief. The other kids all laughed and Solana smiled slightly. She put down the crate and began to walk over to the main part of Fall City to look for Spencer. Just when she turned the corner, she saw a guy about five years her senior wearing a uniform similar to her own with bluish-green hair.

"Hey, you're the letter-writer right?" Spencer asked. Solana nodded. Spencer looked her over and Solana started to squirm in her spot.

"Your uniform looks a little big on the sides, is it OK?" Spencer asked. Solana nodded. If there was one thing she liked, it was baggy clothing.

"Oh, well then other than that, you look OK." Solana opened her mouth to talk—

A loud Pokémon cry echoed through the area. The two Ringtown Rangers looked towards the source, only to find that it was out of their sight.

"It came from over there!" Spencer called out. The two of them ran towards the main part of Fall City to find the Plusle from earlier being chased by a Houndoom. Solana blinked.

"Huh, I studied where Pokémon in Fiore lived, but I didn't know that it was possible that a Pokémon from the Jungle Ruins could be found over at Fall City…" Solana muttered under her breath.

The Houndoom launched a fire attack at Plusle that Solana recognized as Ember. The Plusle dodged and ran behind Solana and stuck out its tongue at the Houndoom. Solana sweat dropped. 'Oh yeah, make it worse, why don't you!'

"This doesn't look good. That Houndoom appears to be highly agitated. That Plusle must've angered it. I bet it played some harmless prank that didn't go over well." Spencer said. Solana nodded. She knew from experience how mischievous a Plusle could be. But a Minun AND a Plusle were even worse. Their abilities from being together would give them even more stamina and make them near-unstoppable pranksters.

Like when the time wild Plusle and Minun effectively ruined Solana's five-year-old birthday party.

But that's another story which will be told later on.

Right now, she was focusing on the fact that a Houndoom (which shouldn't even be here in the first place) was chasing around a Plusle that was now latched to her leg and she was soon to be caught in the crossfire.

"Hey, catch!" Spencer called, throwing a cellphone-like object her way that she dreamed about holding for years now. The Capture Styler, oh Kami-sama bless her soul and let her fly, because by lord, she was holding the freaking Capture Styler.

"Halle-freaking -lujah, a Capture Styler!" Solana whooped out before throwing it in the air, swirling and catching it with the Capture Disc cocked. Spencer sweat dropped a bit about her enthusiasm. He was happy to hold a Capture Styler, but technically, she wasn't a real Pokémon Ranger yet.

"Hey Sol, relax, we still have to catch these Pokémon…" Spencer called out. Solana blinked.

"Oh yeah… Let's do this! CAPTURE ON!" Solana responded, easily using the Capture Stylus like it wasn't her first time holding it. Solana easily guided the Disc towards the Plusle and circled the Pokémon with two loops that seemed almost invisible to the eye. 'Capture Complete' appeared on the screen before Spencer could ask her about her knowledge of the uses of the Stylus.

Spencer blinked and ignored this, turning to easily capture the Houndoom and releasing it, Solana following. Once the Pokemon were released, they turned to face each other.

"You know, I'm not even going to ask how you knew how to work the Stylus." Solana just shrugged.

"I truthfully had no idea. I just pressed the button that said 'Start Capture' and used basic knowledge from there." Solana informed. Spencer sighed.

"So, anyway, usually you would have to go through a test and stuff, but screw the test. You did just fine, so read the Pokémon Ranger's Pledge and put your signature. You're a natural Ranger." Spencer said. Solana ripped the paper and pen from his grip and scribbled her name not-so-neatly before thrusting it back to his palm.

"NOW can we go to Ringtown?" Solana asked. Spencer nodded.

"Get over here and hold on to me." Spencer said. Solana cautiously put her arm around his abdominal. Spencer scowled and pulled her arms so they wrapped around him.

"Trust me; you don't want to fall from the height we're flying at." Spencer muttered at her flushing face, "All right, Fearow, do your thing!"

Out of nowhere, a brown Fearow swooped down and grabbed Spencer before flying a great height so all of Fiore can be seen. Solana awed at the sight, not bothering to attend to the fact that left leg seemed just a bit heavier than normal.

The two Pokémon Rangers landed (a bit too soon from Solana's perspective) and Solana looked around, not noticing she was still latched tightly to Spencer's middle. The Ringtown Ranger Base doors opened to see a boy roughly Solana's age with dark blue hair and a female Minun.

"Hey Lead—"The boy started, before noticing Solana.

"Err, Solana…" Spencer trailed off. Solana snapped out of her daze and gave an intelligent 'oh' before letting go.

"Hi, I'm Solana Sunstone. The new Ranger that wrote letters to you guys for the last couple of months. You're either Lunick, the sarcastic guy who has the trademark shit-eating grin, or you're Murph, the guy who has ADHD or something and never-ending stamina or something." Solana spouted out. Spencer smiled sheepishly. Maybe he did write those things, but it was true.

"I'm Lunick Mo—Wait, did you say you were a Sunstone?" Lunick asked, his eyes narrowing, "Your dark red eyes…"

"Yes I'm a Sunstone." Solana responded, "Why? It's not like you're a… Hold on, dark blue hair and gray eyes… You're a..."

"You're going DOWN!" The two thirteen-year-old Ringtown Rangers yelled before promptly tackling each other and trying to beat each other with wrestling moves and occasional swings.

Spencer blinked.

However, not after long, both blue haired teens were somehow… electrocuted and lying on the ground in heaps.

Spencer looked over and saw the Plusle from earlier fleeing the scene.

"So THAT'S why my leg felt heavy!" Solana proclaimed.

"Wow, so you just found a Pokémon on your leg? You must be ditzy-even for a Sunstone!" Lunick retorted. Solana growled and they continued to wrestle once more.

"At least I'm not some moon-psycho!"

"Shut the hell up, you stupid sun-freak!"

"Go to hell, moon-psycho!"

"I'll meet you there, sun-freak!"

"SCREW YOU, MOONSTONE!"

"BITE ME, SUNSTONE!"

Spencer growled and separated the two before smacking their heads together and dragging them back into the Ranger Base.

Pyro: Did you expect me to make a plain romance right off the bat? As if.

Maniac: Why couldn't I have been part of a normal girl?

Pyro: Well, where's the fun in that? Plus, there's a reason for Solana and Lunick's behaviors towards each other which will be part of the story.

Maniac: Anyway, shouldn't you be studying for finals?

Pyro: I'll just do a little cramming; I'll wing a big portion of the test anyway.

Solana: Can I just borrow your Fire Sword of Doom and kick the Moonstone's ass?

Pyro: Just keep this one, so we each have one to torture the water-freak (Maniac) and the Moonstone with! *Hands Solana spare Fire Sword of Doom*

Solana: *Takes Fire Sword of Doom* Thanks. GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE, MOONSTONE!

Lunick: SCREW YOU, SUNSTONE!

Pyro & Maniac: You would.

Solana & Lunick: STFU.

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