My friends and myself are writing our very own Pokemon story. I do not own Pokemon, bur I wish I did. Do not steal our work. This belongs to me,GinaGHOST, Susan Lynn, and Jesse Overdose. Stealer's will be hunted down and chopped into little pieces, thrown into a river, and never be found.

Enjoy!

Summary: Jesse, son of Ash and Misty, Susan, daughter of Brock, and Gina, daughter of Clair, are all Pokemon trainers held back on making there own Pokemon journey for similar reasons. Read as they start their own adventure in the land of Johto. Susan and Jesse have a chat. What's going on?

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Misty sighed as she sank into the hot water of her bath. Ahh, she loved baths. It was the highlight of her day. That, and her daily cup of tea. As usual, it had been a difficult day, battling with several trainers hoping to win the Cascade badge from her. That and taking in the normal responsibilities of a mother.

BANG.

"MOMMY!"

And they never seemed to end. Misty jumped and let out an annoyed sigh and rose out of the water, grabbing a bath towel from the nearby rack and wrapping it around herself. "Hold on, I'm coming!" she called to her son. "What did you do this time?" she asked calmly, opening his bedroom door.

She saw a pair of big green eyes staring up at her like a puppy. Obviously asking for forgiveness for whatever the young child did wrong. "I-I'm sorry, mommy!" Misty gave him a confused look. "For what, honey?"

He held up a giant star shaped item, sniffling quietly. Misty couldn't tell what it was with the darkness of his room. She looked closer, noticing a faint red light blinking in the middle of the star. "Staryu!?" she yelled, taking her precious Pokemon from his arms. "What happened!?"

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10 minutes and several explanations later, Misty shut the door to her son's room. She sighed - the third time tonight, though this one had a very different meaning to it. Glancing at her star shaped Pokemon, she ran her fingers along the small scratch on it's right arm.

"That boy…" she couldn't help but smile. Even if her son was still young and inexperienced with Pokemon, she knew he still had a great passion toward them. He just needed to learn how to be a bit more gentle with them.

She walked back into the bathroom quietly, dipped her finger into the water and drew it back slowly. It was only lukewarm. She sighed - again. Deciding to change into pajamas and go to sleep.

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"Mom!" Misty wiped her pruned hands on a dishtowel, her eyebrow slightly twitching when her son's voice reached her ears. Even 7 years later, the responsibilities of a mother never ended. In fact, they seemed to have gotten more complex.

Her young son had grown into a teenager. He was more mature and more experienced with Pokemon now. Well, enough to play with them without getting any scratches or bruises on them like he did when he was young. He still had those big green eyes that pleaded for her forgiveness when he did something wrong though, along with long black hair he inherited from his father.

"Mom!" he yelled again, peeking his head around the corner. "Yes, dear?" Misty said, turning to smile at him. He walked into the kitchen, clutching a pokeball in his gloved hand. "Staryu and I are done with our training today." he said, securing the pokeball onto his belt. "And that means you're going to help mommy with the housework, right?" Misty hinted, clapping her hands together.

"Psh, no." he said, pouring himself a class of juice and taking a sip. Misty almost fell over. "Jesse Ketchum!" she yelled in frustration. "Look, ma," he said. "I have other things to do today." "Like what?" she huffed, hands on her hips.

"Well, I obviously have to go see Susan now," Jesse huffed back. "It's not like I don't do it everyday. You should know that by now." Misty sighed. "Of course, what was I thinking?" she sarcastically replied. Jesse grinned. "I'll seeya later then!"

Misty scoffed, watching her son sprint out the door. "And what about your chores?!" she yelled. Jesse just laughed, waving his hand, and continuing across the yard.

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"SSSUUUUSSSSAAAANNNN! WAKE UP!"

"Ugh… go away…" Jesse laughed at his best friend, seating himself on her back. He pulled at her long hair, twisting it around his fingers. "It's time to wake up!" Susan lifted her head from her soft pillow, turning to stare up at the boy sitting on her with a groggy gaze. "Why?"

"It's already past 12, silly." he said, smiling. "Ugh… it's too early to get up." she said, dropping her head back onto her pillow. "C'mon, Suuuusie!" Jesse urged, lightly shaking her. "Fine, fine." she said, pushing him off of her. She stretched her arms above her head and yawned loudly.

"Okay, now get changed so we can go." Jesse said, leaving the room for her privacy. Susan groaned, walking to her closet and pulling out a random t-shirt and jeans.

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Jesse dropped his head onto the hard surface of the table. Why did Brock have to brag about rock Pokemon every time he came over? Everyday!

"And the strongest, in my opinion, is still an Onix! It's rock hard body is perfect for defense and the horn on it's head can cause some major damage! And…" Brock said, continuing to share his knowledge on rock-type Pokemon, making hand motions and grinning proudly.

Blah blah blah… blah. That's all Jesse heard. Ugh… Susan you better come down here in the next 5 minutes or I swear I'll- "Dad, are your boring Jesse with your stories again?" Jesse sighed. Thank God.

"They aren't boring!" Brock yelled. "And it's about time you got up! I thought you would never get your training done today!" "Yeah yeah… " Susan said, grabbing her trainer's belt and fastening it around her waist. "You ready, Jesse?" He nodded, glad to finally be able to leave, and followed her outside.

"So, how are you going to train Onix today?" Jesse asked once they were nearing Viridian Forest. Susan put her finger to her chin and thought for a moment. "Hmm… I'll probably just have him practice his rock throw or something. I don't want to push him too hard today."

"I had Staryu practice rapid spinning over water without losing balance this morning. He's getting pretty good at it. Almost as good as my mom's Staryu." Jesse said, stretching his arms behind his back. Susan lightly smiled. "You're mom still wants you to be the next Cerulean gym leader, huh?"

"Just like your dad with the Pewter gym," Jesse looked at her. "Yeah. It's been 5 years since everyone else left with their Pokemon on their journeys. But, we've stuck here doing nothing but little training almost everyday. Not even enough to really make our Pokemon stronger or evolve."

"Well, I guess it's what we're supposed to do. Keep our Pokemon at a low enough level for beginners, but experienced enough to battle." Susan said, sadly.

"I don't even really like water Pokemon all that much. Staryu and Starmie are basically the only ones I do like," Jesse said, sitting down on a stump near a clearing big enough for Susan's Onix to train. "When I saw the battle on TV between two ghost Pokemon, I was automatically hooked. They're so cool and are some of the strongest Pokemon out there."

Susan giggled. "I know." She clicked her pokeball open and released her giant rock Pokemon, Onix. It roared deeply, facing it's trainer. "Okay, Onix, today we'll just work on your rock throw."

Onix nodded and lifted up it's heavy tail, smashing it into the ground. Jesse watched as it flung rocks across the clearing and then smashing it's tail on the ground again, Susan coaching it along.

Jesse laid down on the grass and looked up at the clear blue sky. The next Cerulean gym leader…, he thought. Personally, he thought is was a boring job. All you do is sit in a gym all day, waiting for pathetic beginners to challenge you. No excitement. No adventure. Nothing. Sometimes, he wished that he would have been able to leave on their own adventure with their Pokemon. Traveling from town to town, training Pokemon, crawling through grassy terrain, diving to the bottom of the ocean, everything sounded so wonderful!

"Jesse?" Jesse jumped, startled out of his thoughts. "W-what?" Susan laughed. "Spacing out again I see. Thinking about the wondrous adventures of the 'outside' world." she laughed again, flopping down next to him. "It would be nice to travel someday."

"Just to get out of this city."

"And see the world."

Onix roared softly in agreement. It stretched out around them, closing it's eyes. Jesse looked up at Onix's rocky form. "You don't like rock Pokemon, right?"

"Well, they're not my favorite. I like fire or steel types more than anything. Onix is my only exception."

"What are you going to do when you have to take over your dad's gym?" Susan looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "What about you and your mom's gym?"

"Well, that's the thing," Jesse said. "I don't want to run it. Truthfully, don't want to have anything to do with it. I'd rather be out there, traveling around with the Pokemon of my choice. Even if it's against my mother's wishes. You think the same thing too right?"

Susan sighed. "Yeah. But my dad wouldn't like it on bit. He's always pushing me to train my Onix and persuade me to go out to Rock Tunnel to catch other rock Pokemon. Teaching me everything I need to know about being the best gym leader and stuff."

Jesse looked at her. "But you would rather go out on your own journey?"

"Well, yeah. Of course."

"In that case," Jesse grabbed her hand, making her look him in the eye. He smiled. "Lets run away. Together."