AN: O hi guis. So this is my first Poke'mon fanfic...It's going to be subjected to lots of changes so don't mind if a chapter vanishes now and then to be replaced. I haven't written in a while so I'm kind of rusty. -shrug- Enjoy? :P
It was exactly four years ago that I had met my first Poke'mon in Shadow-Root Woods. I was 9 at the time. It was kind of a fated thing, or so my mother would say. I was destined to follow in my fathers footprints. You see, my father had been a great Poke'mon trainer up until, well, four years ago. He'd gone missing for months and months…finally they found his body washed up along the shores of Yawning Lake, a place a couple of miles from home.
The police concluded it was some sort of Poke'mon attack. The claw marks were unidentifiable which of course sent scientists scrambling to find some sort of new monstrous Poke'mon that the White Peak Mountains might have been hiding. Everyone was in an uproar- it was a national crisis. Mothers wouldn't let their children out and the number of new trainers dwindled. Three years past and nothing was found and so the scare eventually died off.
That leads to today. I, Sato Shiori will begin my very own journey. I had dreamed of this moment ever since I had met my Absol deep in Shadow-Root Woods…She had saved my life. Even though she was small by Absol standards she managed to gain the upper hand in battle. (I won't get into detail about that…I was clumsy and stumbled upon a nest of Arbok and some baby Ekans…mother Poke'mon will protect their offspring to the death. It was my own fault really…) Now it was time to show the world what we could do. From bumbling child into a fearless (That's a lie. Ekans give me the creeps now.) Poke'mon trainer.
