Hello everyone! I've decided to start an OC story. Its a little different from the stuff I've written before- in notebooks and on this site- so I hope you enjoy it! If you would like to submit an OC please leave it in the reviews. I have room for seven guys and six girls.
Please include this info:
Name: (First and last, plus nicknames if you want)
Age: (14 or 15)
Gender:
Appearence, Height, and Clothes:
Personality: (The more detailed the better!)
Background: (Where in the Pokemon world they're from- Preferrably Fiorre, Almia, or Oblivia- along with family history)
Partner Pokemon: (Please choose something small that is a first evolution. You can give it a nickname, but i may not be able to use it.)
Hobbies and abilities:
Flaws/Faults:
Please enjoy chapter 1!
Chapter 1
Using a long, thin piece of ribbon, fourteen-year-old Kira Yaritz tied up her short, curly blond hair into a ponytail. The neon blue ribbon perfectly matched the color of her eyes and the streaks in her hair, which were the same deep, neon blue. Her hair barely reached her shoulders, but it could be kind of uncontrollable at times. That was why she kept it in a ponytail. She threw on her usual white tank top with a denim jacket over it, along with denim shorts and knee-high black boots. People sometimes made comments about her choice of footwear, but she ignored them. She liked the boots so she wore them. End of story.
Kira bent down and her best friend, an Eevee named Starlight, hopped up on her shoulder. The two of them were inseparable. Kira was one of those people who didn't care what people thought, and Starlight was one of those Pokémon with a biting habit. They made a good combination, and Starlight was her one-and-only friend. Kira ran downstairs excitedly to get some breakfast and found that her parents were sitting at the table, and at Kira's spot was a plate of waffles and a glass of orange juice. She sat down at the table and gobbled it up quickly, excited for the day.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Kira's mother asked, slightly worried.
"Oh Honey, I'm sure Kira will be fine," said her father. "Kira is a very independent girl."
Kira smiled at her dad. She would miss both of her parents, but mostly her dad. Her mom always worried about everything and didn't really understand Kira, while Kira and her dad got along famously. Her mother was also one of those people who commented on her boots.
"Kira, do you really have to wear those boots?" her mother asked. "Why not wear some of those sandals or heels I bought you instead?"
Kira rolled her eyes and said, "Mom, I'm sorry but I wouldn't be caught dead in those." Her mom sighed and her dad chuckled. "If I wore them, I couldn't run, jump, climb, or do anything like that."
"You could be more civilized," her mom muttered, but Kira ignored her. She obeyed most rules and respected adults, but she couldn't even act polite when people made comments like that.
"Well excuse me for not wanting to be your perfect little daughter," Kira snapped. She got in these kids of arguments with her mother all the time. Being an only child wasn't easy. Luckily, this was the day she left for Ranger School.
Kira lived in the region known as Almia. Her home was in Boyleland, and she wanted to go to Ranger School so she could become a Pokémon Ranger. Considering how it was the start of summer, it sounded like summer school to Kira. She just hoped it would turn out to be more like summer camp. Kira had always loved summer camp, even if she wasn't the best at making friends. It was an opportunity to play games, be active, and at least make friends for a little while.
After the argument with her mother, Kira stormed up to her room. She opened the door and stepped inside, grabbing her suitcase. Kira began carelessly shoving clothes in while she tried to cool off. Before leaving, the young girl caught a glimpse of something in her room. She walked over to it and picked up the small, shimmering object. It was a necklace given to her by her father. The chain was black and a small, blue star-shaped pendant hung from it. Kira put the chain around her neck and walked over to the mirror. It went nicely with her hair and eyes, and stood out against her pale skin. She was pale and skinny, so a lot of the time she appeared sick or weak. That annoyed her to no end. Though she didn't care about other people's opinions, she hated to appear weak.
Upon heading downstairs, she saw that her mother had left the room. Her dad said that he was going to walk her down to the docks which Kira was definitely ok with. Along the way, they passed many of the neighbors. None of them said hi or even waved. That was all because of Kira. Though everyone in the village knew and got along with her parents, they thought of Kira as strange and knew how her temper could be. They said it was just like the island's volcano; Appears calm, but can erupt when you least expect it. Kira ignored it as usual and kept walking with her head held high and a smile on her face. Camp had always been her favorite place to go because it was a place for new beginnings, and that was exactly why she wanted to become a Pokémon Ranger.
Kira and her father said goodbye at the docks and she boarded the small ship. The ride was uneventful. Kira spent most of it sitting on the side of the ship and leaning as far over as possible, letting her curly ponytail be blown around. With a huge grin on her face she yelled, not with fear but with excitement. At last, the Ranger School appeared on the horizon. Kira leaped off of the ship and ran up to the gates, ready for a new beginning.
