My first story! The title name is the conjunction of 'White' and 'N', the two beloved members of Ferriswheelshipping! This story is based tightly on the gameplay of Pokemon Black, since Reshiram rules the world. There also may be some slight CherenxBianca in this!
Touko tapped her foot lightly, waiting with a hastened urge for her friends to emerge from the stairs. Her large blue eyes flickered in anticipation between the stairway and the large blue box that sat, waiting, on the table at the end of the room. The box was royal blue, with an emerald green silk ribbon tied decoratively into a flower on the top. A small envelope was taped just beside the ribbon, its words too distant and small to read.
A sudden rumbling of the stairway told Touko that someone had arrived. She turned around and smiled expectantly at her spectacled friend, Cheren. "Hey, Cheren! You're right on time, as always."
"Touko," he acknowledged, pushing up his wire-rimmed glasses. His gaze moved to the box on the table, his navy eyes flickering with interest. "I heard from Professor Juniper. She's giving us each a Pokémon, right?"
"That's right!" she confirmed, a wide grin on her face. "One for you, me and Bianca!"
"Speaking of Bianca...what's keeping her?" Cheren sniffed stiffly, crossing his arms. "How could she be late today, of all days?"
They waited patiently for a few minutes, before uneven thuds began to resonate from the stairs. Soon enough, a familiar large green hat emerged from the top of the stairs, and along with it, their buzzing sunshine-haired friend.
"Hello-o-o-o! Am I late againnnnnn-wahhh!" Bianca yelped as she tripped over the final step. Touko winced as the ditzy blonde slid face first onto the floor, a large thump against the wood.
She bent down, holding out a hand. "You okay?" Bianca nodded furiously, face flushed, and took her hand, pulling herself up.
"Yup! Yup! I'm fine, really! See, not a scratch on me!" she held up her hands and beamed.
Cheren took a deep breath and shook his head at her clumsiness. "Bianca...I've known for ten years that you have no sense of time, but seriously. Today, we'll getting our very first Pokémon from Professor Juniper!"
Bianca's beam fell and was replaced with a face of determination and seriousness. "I know. Sorry, Touko. Sorry, Cheren." She took a large ninety-degree bow.
Touko patted her on the back reassuringly, "Now, now Cheren. She wasn't that late! Be a little looser on her, won't you?"
The black-haired boy simply huffed and turned around.
Bianca shot her a grateful look and straightened herself up, looking around the room. "Soooo…where are the Pokémon?"
"Right in front of you, you dimwit," Cheren muttered, only to get silenced by Touko's deathly glare. Bianca ignored both of them, her eyes landing on the box.
"Wow, wow, wow! Isn't it so amazing that we're going to be getting our first Pokémon? It's like…like our futures are lying beneath this box!" She gazed lovingly at the container, and Touko couldn't help but smile. Even Cheren cracked a small smile.
"It's not like our futures are in the box. They are!" Touko grinned. "Let's open it! I can't wait to meet them!"
"They were delivered to Touko's house, so Touko gets first pick!" Bianca announced loudly, pointing a finger enthusiastically at Touko.
"Naturally," Cheren stated bluntly, his tone obviously rebellious to the proposition, although he could see no fault in the idea. He approached the gift box slowly and stared in waiting. "The Pokémon are waiting for us inside that box. Touko, you go first and take a peek inside."
She approached the gift box slowly, observing the box and attempting to see through the box and into its contents. With trembling, gentle fingers, she reached towards the envelope on the top, and pulled out a light blue card from inside. Unfolding the card, she began to read aloud.
"I've brought three Pokémon, one for you and one for each of your friends. Please settle your choices politely.
Enjoy the Pokemon!
- Professor Juniper."
"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!" Bianca began squealing and hyperventilating, "Open the box! I can't contain my emotions anymore!"
Touko nodded in agreement and blinked as she yanked on the green ribbon, watching the flower flow out and disassemble. As the ribbon fell away, she gathered it together and placed it to the side, before returning to the blue box.
Hands on the lid, she lifted it up and stared down at the three Pokéballs, sitting elegantly - in a straight line – on a lining of red velvet. Inside each Pokéball, she could see a faint colored figure.
She reached out and balanced all three in her hands, and stepped back, allowing herself some room to release the Pokémon. Over her shoulder, she could feel and hear Bianca wheezing and taking large, deep breaths. Cheren was standing off a little to her side, watching her hands curiously.
With a shuddered breath, she released each Pokemon, watching a large aurora of blue light shoot out of each ball and materialize the figure residing inside. The first to materialize was a green bipedal Pokémon with a maple-leaf-like tail. The second to materialize was an orange pig with a large red ball at the tip of its curly tail. The third and final one to materialize was a blue otter-like Pokémon with a beige shell resting comfortably on its stomach.
"Snivy, the Grass type, Tepig, the Fire type and Oshawott, the Water type," Cheren stated knowingly, "The three starter Pokémon of Unova."
Touko observed each Pokémon earnestly, recalling Bianca's words that 'our futures are lying beneath this box'. Whichever Pokémon she chose could heavily impact her future.
The Oshawott was a cheery thing, his expression wide and a beam seemingly stuck on his face. It proudly banged the shell on its belly. The Tepig was stern and seemingly prepared for anything, with small bursts of smoke emerging from his nostrils. The Snivy stood there with her snout pointed upwards and a smirk on her expression, eying Touko challengingly.
"They're all so cute!" Bianca squealed in excitement, the Oshawott agreeing proudly, whacking the shell once more. "Kyaaa! So cute!"
There was already an obvious connection between Bianca and the Oshawott, so Touko decided to leave the Oshawott for Bianca.
She had a pretty clear idea of what starter Pokémon she wanted in her mind. A Pokémon that would be a trusty, valued friend for life, and one that would not only aid her in her darkest moments, but also to keep her hype going along in the future, a friend that would allow her future to be just that much more brighter. She wanted a friend that would spark a flame between the two, to allow for an everlasting enjoyment and kinship.
And the Snivy that eyed her with a certain, 'rivalry-like' look seemed to provide that.
Wearing her bright grin, she extended a hand out to the Snivy, "Hello there, little gal. Care to be my first Pokémon?" The Snivy continued to stare at her with the same expression, slowly pondering. Touko held her gaze and continued to extend her hand towards the Pokémon. Slowly, the Snivy began to approach her, taking slow but tentative steps. Touko watched as two rope-like vines extended from its back. The vine slowly began to curve, and slowly wrapped around Touko's hand, and shook it firmly.
Broad smile widening more, she retaliated and grabbed Snivy's Pokéball, which appeared to be a regular Pokéball with the exception of a small green leaf above the silver button.
"Alright!" she exclaimed, thrusting Snivy's Pokéball up in the air, "This is going to be fun!"
Bianca cheered and clapped before immediately rushing over towards the Oshawott. "Okie dokie! I'll take this Pokémon!" The Oshawott whooped in elation and dove into her arms, "Eeeee! Cheren, that one's yours!"
Cheren walked over, clearly put off. "Hey, how come you get to pick my Pokémon?" He looked over at the last remaining Pokémon, the Tepig, and stared thoughtfully at its character. He walked over and grabbed Tepig's Pokéball, a regular Pokéball with a small flame symbol. "Never mind, I wanted Tepig from the start, anyway."
He bent down and slowly reached out towards the fire pig, holding out his hand hesitantly. "Hello Tepig," he greeted. "My name is Cheren. Let's get stronger and more powerful, together." The Tepig nodded in agreement, his eyes determined as he lowered his head in respect.
"Everyone has chosen a Pokémon!" Bianca declared, grabbed Oshawott's Pokéball from Touko's hand, "…So that's that!" Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Hey, I know! Let's have a Pokémon battle!"
"Honestly, Bianca…" Cheren complained. "Even though they're still weak Pokémon, you shouldn't have Pokémon battles inside a house."
"Don't be a worrywart!" Bianca laughed, flicking her hand nonchalantly. "These little ones are weak, like you said. We have to let them battle so they'll get stronger!" She bent down towards her Oshawott. "Hey, you ready for this?"
"Osha!" he agreed, whacking his shell once more, a proud expression on his face.
Bianca straightened up and adjusted her hat. "It's settled, Touko!" she declared, pointing determinedly at her chocolate-haired friend. "Get ready for a Pokémon battle!"
"Hey-"
"Oshawott! Ember!"
"He-wait, what?" Touko paused, before narrowing her eyes. "Ember? Oshawott can learn Ember?"
She had heard of a foreign Water-type Pokémon that could learn Flamethrower, but had never known of any water-type learning Ember. Clearly, by Oshawott's puzzled expression, it was true.
"Bianca," Cheren sighed, "Most Water-type's can't learn a Fire-type move. Tepig here knows Ember because he's a Fire-type. Command something that Oshawott knows, please."
"What? How am I supposed to know what moves Oshawott knows?"
"Try asking it."
Bianca tilted her head in confusion, "Uhhh, Oshawott, could you demonstrate some of the moves you know?"
"Osha osha!" Oshawott agreed in determination, and began dashing towards Snivy.
"Wha-Snivy, dodge!" Touko commanded. "You have vines right? Use Vine Whip!"
Snivy swiftly zoomed to the side, avoiding the Oshawott's incoming Tackle. Two vines ascended from Snivy's back and began contorting towards Oshawott. With a speedy flick, the vines slashed against the Oshawott, sending him hurtling into Touko's TV, knocking it over with the force of the collision.
"Eek! Ouch! I won't let you get away with that!" Bianca cried out, "Oshawott, you okay?"
"What about my TV?" Touko asked mournfully.
Ignoring her cries, Bianca commanded her Pokémon once more. "Ok Oshawott! Use…uh…your strongest move!"
With a great intake of breath, the Oshawott puffed his cheeks and released a furious stream of water, which slammed onto Snivy and sent her flying into a bookcase, knocking over several books and causing the bookcase to tilt and lean awkwardly a nearby desk.
"Snivy, you alright?" Touko yelled, her question answered by two vines rising up from the air. "Alright! Leer and finish up with a Tackle!"
Snivy pushed herself out of the bookcase with her vines and glared murderously at the Water-type, its brown eyes flashing red and expanding outwards like a hologram. Upon seeing Oshawott positively terrified and frozen, the Snivy set about her revenge, and began to swiftly sprint towards the Pokémon. Yelping, the water otter tried its best to dodge, resulting in a ruthless wild goose chase that knocked over several objects and resulted in wet footprints being splayed around the entire room – even on the walls.
"Useless," Cheren muttered. "Useless. Not only are they destroying the house, Bianca neglects the fact that a Snivy's defining attribute is its unmatched speed."
True to his words, the Snivy easily caught up with Oshawott and rammed her body sidewards onto the otter's back. With a large squeal, the Pokémon collapsed onto the ground, swirls in his eyes.
"And the winner of this match is – Touko," Cheren announced in a monotone.
"The Pokémon on both sides did their best!" Bianca declared, gently picking up Oshawott and cradling him in her arms. She stared seriously towards her opponent. "Touko, you're gonna be an awesome trainer someday, I can tell! No doubt about it!"
Touko smiled grimly at the praise.
"Uh…Bianca, would you take a look around?" Cheren exclaimed, reintroducing reality. The straw blonde girl blinked slowly before her head began to turn sideways.
"Wh-whoa! What happened?!"
"You happened, that's what," Cheren muttered.
"Wow! Pokémon are amaaaaazing! So little and cute, but so strong! I'm so glad that I get to have one!"
"Me too, Bianca, me too," Touko said, speechless, staring at the girl in disbelief.
Noticing her expression, Bianca seemed to suddenly become informed on darker reality of the situation. "…Oh. Umm, sorry about your room, Touka."
Cheren strode up to the both of them, eying Bianca like a parent against a disobedient child. "You…are completely hopeless."
"Well, I'm sor-"
"Here, I'll restore your Pokémon for you," Cheren bent down onto one knee before Bianca, causing her to flush vermillion.
"W-wha-" she stuttered, before shutting her mouth as Cheren brought out a spray bottle from a rucksack he had brought. He sprayed some of mixture onto Oshawott, and soon, the Pokémon was just as bright and cheerful as it had been before the battle. Touko watched with a knowing hidden giggle as the glow in Bianca's eye faded into a masked disappointment when Cheren turned around immediately and attended to Snivy.
"Snivy needs to be fixed up too."
"Thanks, Cheren," Touka said gratefully, before opening up her palm to allow Snivy to give her a hi-five.
"Y-yeah! Thank you!" Bianca stuttered, face still flushed, before she shook her head and walked over between her two friends. "Hey, Cheren, how about you battle too? With all you know, I'm sure you can battle without turning the room into a mess like I did!"
It was a blow to her own pride and a boost to his, but that was a sacrifice Bianca was willing to make.
"I believe you're right!" Cheren exclaimed, adjusting his jacket with a newfound pompous air, "It'll be no problem for me to keep the room from getting any messier," he stared at Snivy and Oshawott, before taking a sidewards glance at Tepig. "Besides, it's not fair if you two are the only ones who get to have fun battling!"
He moved himself to stand opposite Touko in the room, "It's decided," he declared. "You'll be my opponent…in our first Pokémon battle!" He nodded at the fire pig beside, who obediently leapt in front of him. "Let's see what you can do, Tepig!"
"Again and again," Touko sighed, "No consideration for my room. Oh well."
She pointed at Tepig with vigour. "Snivy, Tackle!"
The green Pokémon zipped towards the Tepig and collided its body onto Tepig's head, almost too fast for Cheren to comprehend.
"I've finally become a trainer…everything starts from here!" Cheren yelled. "Tepig, Ember!"
A spray of small embers shot from Tepig's snout and descended onto Snivy, who was still in close range. Letting out a cry of pain, Snivy skidded backwards, it's body burnt and clearly weakened.
But Touko knew from Pokémon Trainer's School that Snivy's two strong points was its outstanding speed and defence. Snivy wouldn't go down without a fight.
"Alright, hype it up, Snivy!" she yelled, before clicking her fingers. "Use Leer!"
"Close your eyes, Tepig!" Cheren commanded, rendering the Leer useless. However, Touko used this to her advantage.
"Vine Whip!" Snivy's two waiting vines shot towards the unsuspecting Tepig, wrapped around it's body and lips in a constricting manner, "Alright, whirl it around!" The vines began to swiftly rotate in a circular motion, faster and faster until Tepig was a cyclic blur on the ceiling.
Cheren adjusted his glasses. "Tepig! Ember!"
Tepig, still confused and nauseous, began to spray embers in every possible direction, causing Snivy to let go.
"Vine Whip Snivy! Find an opening!"
"Vy!" Snivy cried, her eyes narrowing as she began to pinpoint an opening. In one speedy movement, her vines slid in between Tepig's flaming nostrils and came in contact with the area between his eyes. The flaming pig squealed in agony as it flew back at the impact, and landed in a cloud of dust.
He had fainted.
Cheren sprayed the last of the Potion onto Tepig, temporarily giving it more energy to stand. "You did well," he murmured quietly, before recalling him back into his Pokéball. He looked up at Touko. "I made a strange blunder in my first battle, but this feeling I have…" He looked back down at the Pokéball in his hand. "I'm finally a Trainer."
They looked up and grimaced at the state the room was in – almost too dirty to comprehend. "But first, we'd better go apologize to your mother about this messed-up room," Cheren said quickly, hurrying down the stairs. Bianca recalled Oshawott into his Pokéball and quickly followed.
Touko stared at Snivy, the room, and Snivy again, before letting out a deep sigh.
It would be the beginning of a legacy that would be passed down in generations.
Yayyyy Chapter One done! I'm hoping to be consistent in updating with this story! There are no guarantees on when I'll update - just that I'll update as soon as I can write up a new chapter.
As I said, this story is tightly based off Pokémon Black, with Touko's added speech, different scenes and possibly incorporating a few elements of Black 2/White 2 into the story, such as going into the sewer etc.
Anyway, I'll see what I can do with this story!
