~Soul of Crystal~
I was writing my plans for all my fanfictions, and I was like...AGHHHH I'VE GOT AN IDEA! So here's the product: a new fanfiction.
However, I've had most of this planned out since...2010...I just came up with how I'm going to start it two weeks ago! ;) Happy Valentine's Day!
And this first chapter is dedicated to Amy47101 cuz she likes MangaQuestshipping. :D
Here is the timeline for all my fanfics!
Pokemon: The Story/Soul of Crystal/Rangers: The First Defenders
3 years later
Shadows of Almia: A Dark Present/The Special Adventure of Leaf Green
Half a year later
Black and White/Platinum
2 months later
Guardian Signs: Path of Truth
4 months later
Pokemon Ranger/EmeraldRubySapphire/Heart of Gold
2 years later
BW2
2 weeks later
XY
Krystal will have her own story, and Lyra will have her own story And it will make sense, EVEN THOUGH SILVER IS IN BOTH! :)
Welllll, hope you enjoyyyy~
Chapter 1: Silence
People say she doesn't have a heart; maybe she doesn't; it could've never been there to begin with. All her life, she's been as emotionless as a doll; her personality is that of an ice queen. If it could, life would pass her by. But fate has decided to put matter into its own hands, and entangle the future of this girl permanently.
...~.~.~...
A mystic melody inches off my fingertips, as I press down on the strings and slowly tilt my arm back and forth in a methodical way. Keeping my eyes closed, I stand perfectly still until the last note rings out across the lake.
My icy colored eyes open up, and I lower the violin from my shoulder to let it rest by my side. Mist skates across the lake is wisps, but I turn away from the eery glowing of itself in the morning light. Two scarlet orbs look at me through the fog, but I take no notice.
There's a click, and I shut my violin case before grasping the handle, and heading back through the damp, grassy field towards my house. Checking my Pokégear I see that the time is seven fifteen.
Once arriving at my house, I push the door open and slip upstairs. Sliding my violin case under my bed, I sit down on the mattress and crinkle the sheets slightly. As if rehearsed, I begin tying up my long, aqua hair into pigtails and then fold my hands on my lap. I'm done.
Sounds of waking come from the rooms around me, but I do not move an inch.
After about ten minutes, someone knocks on my door. "Krys-oh, you're ready. Well, come downstairs with me, I've got some things to tell you."
I stand, and cross the expanse of my sparsely decorated room, to follow my mother into the dining room.
Pulling on a white apron, she begins making pancakes. I take a seat, and wait for her to tell me what she mentioned she'd say. Hearing footsteps, I watch as
Solana yawns, and drops into a seat across from me. "Jeez!" she says. "I've only been a Pokemon Ranger for a little while. Luckily, I got a vacation. Oh, mom, I want ten pancakes."
I stare pensively as the two interact, and finish setting the table.
"Two pancakes for you, two for mom, and ten for me!" she says cheerily. I cut my breakfast into small pieces quietly as my mother and Solana gossip about life in Fiore.
"Krys, your sister was telling me how Plusle is doing!" mother says. I glance up at her, then look back down to my food, before taking a bite.
"Ah, and they're both doing wonderfully," my mother continues. "Her and Lunick are getting along swimmingly."
"Mom!" Solana exclaims. "Don't embarrass me! Krys, when you find a boy, don't tell mom, because she'll call you EVERY day, and ask if he's your boyfriend yet."
I finish my food, and stand, pushing my chair back in, and heading over to clean my dishes. Solana and my mother watch me, and sigh loudly.
"It couldn't hurt to respond to us every once and a while..." mother says.
I turn around, and fold my hands together. "That sounds nice," I say, before walking towards my room.
"Hold on!" my mother calls after me. "Professor Elm was talking about you. He said he wants you to do something for him."
Turning to face her, I stare in silence. "And...it would be good if you went over right away and saw to what he wanted."
Nodding slowly, I begin to leave when I hear something.
"Ah, I see you found your Pokégear in the mailbox. Does it work better now? Is the virus gone?"
I blink, then head upstairs. The two converse together, but I don't bother listening.
"Please change out of that blue sundress and put on the new clothes I made for you!" my mother's voice calls from downstairs. I notice a small package sitting next to my closet, and proceed to unpack it.
Slipping out of the dress, I pull on the pink shirt, white jacket, yellow-black track shorts, yellow bandanna, socks, and black tennis shoes. There's a knock on the door.
"Hey, Krys?" my sister says, stepping into my room. "Nice! Those clothes fit perfectly! ...Mom wanted me to give you this bag so that you can carry stuff around in. I think Elm has some interesting plans for you, and a bag can never hurt."
I take it wordlessly, and look at its content: food, water bottles, and other essentials; after that, I place my violin at the bottom. I look up at Solana.
"Also, here, take these," she says, unclasping her two star earrings and sticking them on my ears. "Cute! They fit you. And...I want you to know, that to mom and I, you're an amazing shining star, so don't every forget that."
Hauling me to my feet, she drags me down the stairs and we stop in front of my mother.
"Well, looks like you're off to see the Professor," she says. "Good luck, and I'll see you later."
"Make sure you call," Solana jokes. "Otherwise, she will call you 24/7."
I nod, and exit quietly through the front door.
"S-summer, OW! Let go of my hair,-ETHAN! Don't eat that! I don't care what Lyra said, hats are not edible. Summer! Stop pulling on my shoe laces! GAH! I can't believe mom made me babbysit these freakin' TEN YEAR OLDS! Summer Minami, that is NOT yours, and Ethan, why do I have a brother who doesn't LISTEN!?" a voice exclaims loudly.
I watch as a boy whose name I think is "Gold" gets dragged around by two younger kids, before walking towards the lab across from us. I notice a red haired child peeking in through a window, glaring.
"So this is the Pokémon lab owned by Professor Elm," I hear him murmur, but head in through the front door, ignoring him. Walking over to a man in a lab coat who is sitting in front of a computer, looking completely transfixed, I wait for him to notice me.
"Oh-OH! Krystal!" he exclaims. "I've been waiting for you. I need to ask you a favor; it's for my new research! I'm writing a paper for a conference, but there are some things I don't know. I thought it would be helpful if I could have someone go out for me and collect data since I am stuck with so many jobs here at the lab. So would you be willing to raise a pokemon I recently caught?"
I nod.
"Excellent!" he says, his voice even higher pitched now. "I'm so glad for the help. I would say, that it good to have youngsters helping...but then again, I am only twenty three!"
We head over to a table, and I watch him hold out his arms. "See this?" he says. "These are the three pokemon you can choose from!"
There's a loud dinging sound from Elm's computer, and he runs over. "Ah...hmm...huh..." Turning to me, the professor smiles.
"I have a friend named Mr. Pokemon...he's always finding weird things, but I think this time, he might actually be on to something!"
I blink. "Could you go and drop by to see what he's found? No one here can leave presently."
I just stare.
"Wonderful! Now, please pick out a pokemon!" I look at the three Pokéballs and listen as he tells me which is in which ball. Picking up the last one, I hold it up to my face for inspection.
"Ah, so you like Totodile?" Elm inquires. "That's great! Now, here is your Pokédex, some Pokéballs, and a few potions."
That's when something explodes.
Well, isn't Krystal just the most cheery and delightful person ever? ;) Lol, the reason for her behavior will be revealed later on!
Tell me what you thought!
(Ages: Krystal - 13
Gold – 13 (He WILL appear!)
Silver- 12)
~Misty