Cynthia's Origin Chapter 1 – Summons from Grandma

I woke up to my mothers face, yelling that I had to get up. I kept trying to go back to sleep, but what finally got me going was when Mom said Grandma wanted me. You don't ignore a summons from Grandma. As elder of Celestic Town, it was very unwise to make her mad. I was dressed and put the door before Mom could even get out of my room.

Grandma's house was just a short walk away from mine, so I was inside in no time. Grandma was a very old-fashioned lady, so I had to take my shoes off at the door so as not to dirty her wooden floors. I rang the little bell in the reception area, then stood ladylike in the center of the room, legs together and hands folded in front of me.

I didn't have to wait long. Grandma believed that time was to precious to spare and didn't want waste any of a person's diminishing stock. I must have not been late myself, because Grandma still seemed good natured. "Cynthia! I'm so glad you came quickly, though I wish you were wearing something a little nicer."

I took that as a hint to look over what I was wearing. I didn't see what was wrong. The loose blouse i had wasn't even a dark shade of gray, and my skinny jeans were navy blue, not my usual black.

Mom and Grandma were always saying that black wasn't a appropriate color for a young lady to wear. Mom had forced me to get several blue jeans, and never washed my black ones. I rarely had a clean black top and had to replace them with everything from near perfect gray to that retched, horrid pink.

"I am sorry Grandma. I came as soon as I could, and didn't have time to think about what I wore."

"Nonsense girl! It is necessary to always wear the right thing, even in the hardest times. But I didn't call you here to complain about what you wear. Don't you know what today is?"

I tried to remember all of the special holidays that Grandma had made me memorize. There was everything from the ancient Dragon Day to the newly adopted Christmas. But none of them happened today. "No Grandma, I can't remember."

"Can't remember? Why Cynthia, it's your birthday! Your 10 years old today!" How could I be so stupid? Of course it was my birthday, how could I forget? And that meant..."And since it is your tenth birthday, today is the day that you become a Pokemon Trainer. Here is your Pokedex, Cynthia." I nearly cried when Grandma handed me the little red box. Professor Rowan was the only person in the Sinnoh region who could give out Pokedex's, and even then only those he thought were worthy. If Grandma had been able to get me one, she must really think I was worth it.

I slipped the Pokedex into my back pocket for safekeeping, then turned back to Grandma. "Pardon me for being rude, but don't I need a starter Pokemon to be a Pokemon trainer?"

"Of course Cynthia, but first you need to hear the speech."