This is my first ever fanfic, so please give me a chance. Constructive comments would be nice, if anyone wants to leave any. However, if its about my grammer or how I write I'm sorry, I can't change that. My english teacher tried to convert me, and it just didn't work. Anyway, enjoy! It will get more serious later on, might include a human pokemon pairing. If you don't like it, don't read it. However, this part doesn't include that...only some mild language, sometimes.
I closed my laptop and sighed. First day of college, great. Lets just see what happens.
It had been a long time since I had been in an education - at the age of ten I left for my Pokemon adventures, spending most of my time if not all in forests alone, without human company. It's only now that I'm 16 that someone had decided I need an education, and that if I didn't go to college I'd get sued. Perfect. Still, I guess it means that I could get used to human company again...
I left the house, dressed in my uniform - a white shirt with a V-neck collar, a navy blue blazer, navy blue trousers - oh yeah, I'm a tom boy. I refuse to wear skirts, and have done since I was old enough to voice my opinion. Anyway, I also wear a belt. Its a normal, plain black one, but it allows me to carry my prized friends around with me. Five pure black luxury balls at clipped along it, each with a gold trim and a symbol on the top which allows me to tell which is which. A sixth luxury ball hangs from a silver chain around my neck, and its the only one of my balls which has a silver trim around it. A symbol in the shape of an eye is engraved on the top, although you can't really see it while the ball is minimized like it is now. That was one reason why I chose this school - I could afford to go anywhere (although looking at me, you'd think that I couldn't afford anything. I prefer to save my cash and spend it on my Pokemon - after all, I've beaten each of the Pokemon leagues in every region that I know of.) - Pokemon are allowed, and there are even lessons about the different species and attacks. Not that those would do me any good anymore.
Walking into college was...awkward. Most of the students had been here since the start of the year - I'd only joined now that it was getting near summer. Most of them looked at me with curious eyes; I already knew from old experiences that today was the day where most people would chose whether I'm an enemy, or a friend. To be honest, the whole thing seems frightening.
The college itself was an impressive building - the place had been positioned near a forest and near a lake, yet the path to it was really well paved. It must have taken years to build this place... the building was made of some kind of white stone, and some area's built out of wood so that it didn't look too out of place - totally eco friendly. And this is where my thought pattern drifted to, until I was rudely awakened by a hand on my shoulder.
"Hi!" A slightly squeaky voice called. I turned to see an albino girl, around my age, staring at me. I quickly took in her details - pale skin, pure white hair that hung down her back almost to her knees, undeniably pink eyes, dressed in the normal uniform but instead of trousers she wore a navy skirt, long white socks and what looked to be pure white shoes. All of this took less than a second to register - the same as the suprise on her face.
"Hello." The girl obviously was not ready for what she saw. From the back, I looked like a normal girl - same sort of thin body, but I was probably more toned than the others from my adventures, such dark crimson hair that it looked almost black unless the sun was shining on it that hangs down to my knees,- from the front things were different. I refuse to wear make up, but that doesn't usually bother anyone. What bothers people are my eyes. It takes being green to the extreme, literally. Purely emerald green. And they change colour, depending on whether I was in psychic contact with my pokemon...but thats something to be explained later. Usually I leave my fringe cover one of them, but today I'd pinned it back with a rose.
"Oh umm...I'm guessing your the new girl? I'm Snow, nice to meet you!" Snow, no shit. No wonder with the white hair and stuff. "What's your name? Oh, and I'm supposed to show you around..." I watched her carefully. A pair of blue and white hands appeared on her shoulder, and then a head above hers - a Frostlass. "Oh, and this is my Pokemon, Frosty." Wow, she's original.
"I'm Rose. Nice to meet you too..." I fiddled with the pokeball around my neck. Everyone else seems to have a pokemon out... "And thank you, but I'm sure I'll be able to find my own way-"
"Oh no you don't understand. It's my job to show you around. So tough, your stuck with me." I opened my mouth to object but she carried on, "And anyway, you can't go through the year without a friend. I'll be here to help you when you need it." So I guess, that sealed our friendship. Pfft.
We began talking, learning about eachother. Snow had come from a rich family in Sinnoh, and joined through force - her father had always wanted to be a gym leader or something, and wanted her to attempt to complete his dream. She seemed to have a dislike for battle though, and entered competitions instead. Luckily this talk stopped before it got to my turn to explain myself. How it stopped however was not the best way.
"So as I was saying -" Snow was interuppted by a Rhydon crashing infront of us. She shielded her eyes - I jumped to the side, my eyes glazing over slightly. Now, this was more like it. A Magmortar dived towards the creature, holding its "firing" arm (I liked to call it that - it looks almost like a gun of some sort, and the other arm looks like any other, so why not call it the firing one?) at the Rhydon's head.
"Mag, stop it! Don't kill the poor thing!" A male voice shouted. I turned to see a tanned boy, who seemed to be a lot taller than me (hey, I'm short, almost everyone is taller than me) with pitch black hair that was slicked down now, but it had obviously been in spikes earlier. What interested me most was the fact that he has a pokeball around his neck too, except it was red with flames engraved into it. He didn't seem happy.
The Rhydon tried to raise it's head trying to get up. The Magmortar instantly punched it back to the floor. It roared in pain.
I'd had enough by this point. I reached to my pokeballs, thinking. Rage would be best for this, but I didn't want her to get hurt; Aero would make things quick but... The Magmortar started charging up a hyper beam, aiming its firing arm back down at the Rhydon's head. I growled, just grabbing a pokeball and throwing it out. A Flygon appeared infront of me - the symbol on her pokeball were several small stars in the shape of a twister and I must have picked it through instinct.
"Lets go, Jess!" I shouted, calling her by name. She chirped happily, smiling at me. "You know the rules, lets do this." She nodded, flying forward quickly. The Magmortar looked up at her, turning its firing arm at her, aiming.
"Lets make this quick, Jess, use Rock slide!" The Flygon's ruby eyes glowed, rocks rising from within the tree's, rushing towards her. She flicked her small arms up, screeching a command, and the rocks flew towards the Magmortar. It quickly rose its firing arm up to the rocks, wasting its hyper beam in order to destroy them, the blast shattering them making Jess' move useless. Not that it mattered. Without a thought, she flew towards the creature clawing it with all her might - Dragon claw. It tried to defend itself, but it was already weak from its fight with the Rhydon, and it soon fell to the floor. The tanned boy walked forward, grabbing a pokeball from his pocket and returning the pokemon.
Jess flew back towards me at full speed, flapping her wings quickly infront of me to stop herself from hitting me. I laughed, smiling for the first time that day, stroking her head slowly.
"Who's a good girl?" I asked, and she chirped in reply, making me laugh. I haven't seen her so happy in so long... she must really hate being cooped up in that ball...
"Hey." I turned. The tanned boy stood behind me. He was panting slightly, his face twisted in almost fake smile. "Umm, thank you for that. I- I could have handled it. Mags...well he just...he gets carried away." I smiled as Jess started lecturing behind me. I could understand her, but tried to block it out for now. I knew others used translators - me, I had good old psychic power on my side.
"Its no trouble. Jess had to spread her wings anyway." I laughed as she started talking faster, more annoyed. It was only then that I looked around, and stopped smiling.
All faces had turned to me. All of them. Girl's looked at me with disgust, obviously seeing me as an enemy now; guys stared at me in open awe. I guess not many people make such an impact on their first day...
"Hey. Don't look so down. People are used to Mags and Roamer fighting, but he doesn't usually take it that far...and usually nobody gets in the way. I'm Raven by the way." He held out his hand, which I shook happily. It was then that Snow entered the picture.
"Hey Raven!" She sang, walking towards us. She saw us shaking hands, and I'm sure I caught a hint of jealousy in her voice when she next spoke. "Ah, I see you've met Rose. She's the new girl." I tried not to smile at that. My first day, and I was already upsetting my new friend by being around her...crush? Boyfriend?
The pair began talking about some school stuff that I couldn't follow - projects and other crap. I turned around, looking at the Rhydon...what did he say its name was? -
"Roamer! Oh god look at you! What on earth were you thinking running off again!" I looked across to see another pale boy except he had crimson hair styled in spikes, and a blue and red pokeball hanging off a gold chain around his neck. His pokeballs were also easily seen - each attatched to his belt like mine. Two were clipped there now - one that was brown with black cracks engraved across it, the other had blue, yellow and red lines across it. I looked up at the teen's face. He looks older than me, maybe 18 or 19. His eyes were ruby red, and there seemed to be tears welling up inside them.
"Roamer, if you keep going like this, your going to get yourself killed, not stronger..." I heard him say. He patted the Rhydon's head, then reached for his pokeball. I ran forward, feeling the urge to help.
"Hey. Don't mind me, I just thought that I might be able to help..." He looked at me as if I was insane. I smiled, reaching into my school bag (yes, I brought a rucksack instead of a handbag - once again, the boy-ish side of me showed through) and taking out a full restore, handing it to the teen.
"Oh. Thank you." He smiled, his eyes lighting up. I tried to ignore the fact that his deep voice sent shivers through me - I'd forgotten how charming human's can be, when they try. He sprayed Roamer, making sure he healed every scratch, before throwing away the empty bottle and helping the Rhydon up. The pokemon looked at me with big eyes, then ran forward and hugged me. I yelped.
"Hey Drake...Oi, Roamer, put her down!" Raven shouted, Snow running next to him towards me. Roamer currently held me in a tight hug to his chest, so my feet weren't touching the floor, and I couldn't really talk. Drake (I'm guessing that must be his name) was laughing. The Rhydon looked slightly sad, before placing me down and patting my head with one of his huge hands.
"Ah, I guess you've met Rose then. She's the new girl." This seemed to be the common greeting for me now. I would have rathered a better introduction, but hey, beggars can't be chosers.
"Yeah, she was helping me with Roamer-" Drake began, but never managed to finish as Jess flew up to him, her ruby eyes looking into his own. "Umm...who's this?"
"Oh thats my Flygon, Jess." I smiled as she turned to me, glaring slightly. I sighed. "Named the Desert Spirit in Honnen, honoured by the Champion's of each league..." I looked at everyone's faces. They were no longer looking at Jess, they were looking at me!
"A-All the leagues..? But...that's insane! Nobody your age has ever...I mean..." Raven began, but never finished. Snow had taken his arm and was currently holding him too close for comfort. Drake seemed to be smiling with a smug look, as if he knew all along.
"The Desert Rose. Well, I never thought they would send you to college, after everything you've been through..." I smiled, turning to him. His ruby eyes seemed glow as they stared into mine. "I saw a program about you on tv a few weeks ago. How a young girl from Honnen had dissapeared at the age of ten in a sandstorm, turning up three years later with a Flygon and an ever changing team of pokemon that managed to take down each of the gym challenges, one by one, before heading to the league. I heard that you even gained Red's respect. Impressive, I must admit..." Drake's smile seemed to get wider - I noticed that he had fangs, but nobody else seemed to care, "You were named Desert Rose at the last major contest in Honnen, winning with a Dragonite named Light. After that, you disappeared off the map completly, or so I'd heard..."
"It's not nice to know that everyone knows about you, before you get here." I laughed bitterly. My body was still scarred from my time in the desert, it wasn't the best years of my life. Meet Jess, however, had made it bearable. Drake started to say something, seeing the hurt on my face, but a bell sounded from the building.
"It'll have to wait." Snow suddenly said. She turned to me. "It's time for lessons. Stay in class with me and Raven today, and we'll help you sort out your timetable tomorrow. Unless, you want to go to Dragon Taming lessons with Drake..." Drake blushed, opening his arms out in a shrug.
"Dragon's aren't to be tamed - they're to be befriended. That's the biggest mistake most people make." I smiled myself. He had a good point. Jess chirped in agreement.
"Maybe later. I better sit the first lesson with these guys...its been nice meeting you all." I shook hands with Drake, before walking off with Raven and Snow.
As I walked through the enterance I couldn't help but feel like I was being eatten alive. Even though Jess was flying behind me, I still felt weak. I fiddled with the pokeball around my neck, considering releasing him. With Alistor by my side, things would be a lot easier...