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Hi! My name is Hikari. I'm an author. I like pokespe. This should be in the description.

This is a next generation fic, but it's a little abnormal on the fact isn't a child of the dexholders. You'll see later what she is, but that's for later!

I should get started now. Enjoy!


Lumiose City. City of lights, city of love, largest city in Kalos, whatever you'd like to call it. The Lumiose Tower stands tall over us, a shining beacon to those outside.

That's what we're told, anyway.

All of those titles of very true. The lights are so bright I sometimes have a hard time falling asleep (hence the blackout curtains in my room), I've seen people making out on the street (never want to see it again), and as for largest city? Well, never seen so many apartments anywhere else...so I guess. I don't look at books very often.

There's also another thing you could call it. Home.

As you can tell by my complaining, I live here. Not happily. You take me out of here, and I'm apparently the happiest person on earth. But as of now I'm a snarky teen girl who hates her life.

The name of this girl is Beryl. Beryl Aoi.


This morning, Blu decided to wake me up. If you're wondering, Blu is a Swablu that enjoys visiting me. She's visited so often that I've decided to nickname her.

She pounced on my face, her cotton wings pounding the side of my head, chirping happily. I groaned, mentally noting to never leave the window open. I willed my hands to lift her off my chest, and looked her in the eyes.

"Would you be as kind to not pound your surprisingly steel-like wings into my face?" I asked in monotone, as her beady black eyes looked at me innocently. I kept staring at her for a half minute.

"Forget it, I can't look at you right now." I grumbled, giving up. Blu cooed in response, fluttering happily. Just then, I heard footsteps creeping up. I panicked for a second before shoving the poor bird out the window, hoping she flew fast enough to get away from the incoming doom she was in.

A head peeked up from around the top of the stairs, and before I knew it, I was looking into the icy-blue orbs of my mom.

"Beryl, dear! What happened to you hair?" She asked, eyeing my now messed-up, probably tangled caramel covered hair. "It looks like a Fletchling made a nest in it."

"What do you think, Mum." I deadpanned, bothered that she didn't even say good morning. She sighed exasperatedly.

"Honestly, Beryl. You need to stop caring for that Swablu. Now go fix yourself up." She left as quickly as she came, leaving me alone in my room.

Now, my room wasn't so bad. But it was still...meh. The walls were a bubblegum pink as they had been when I was born, and most of my things were that color, since my mom said it would go best with my "theme." But I had been told that I looked best in green or blue, and my room should reflect that. Unfortunately, I didn't have much of a choice.

I did however manage to place my stuff where I wanted it, and therefore my bed was in its rightful corner despite my mom's complaining it not being correct. I didn't really care, so I still put it there.

I walked into the bathroom aimlessly, then looked at myself in the mirror, staring at my own icy eyes. I looked at the brush tiredly, then took a deep breath and brushed through my hair, which has been dubbed the lion's mane by many.

After spending a good ten minutes getting all the tangles out and another five straightening it, I got dressed in a mint green shirt and white shorts. Casual summer wear, as this was the season for it. I reluctantly headed downstairs, awaiting my day to start.


My mom was waiting for me, with a plate of bacon and eggs at the table. I sat down, eating slowly.

"You excited for your violin recital today, honey?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone that obviously meant 'oops'. I promptly dropped my fork, the noise clanging against the plate.

"What." I hissed, looking at her expectantly. She shrugged.

"I must've forgot to tell you. Oh well, you'll do fine!" She replied in a dismissive tone. I was again gripping my fork, this time so hard it was starting to bend.

I wasn't sure what to think of this. My mother didn't tell me something important? I feel betrayed? I needed time to think. A lot of time.

"I'm going to go get the mail." I muttered, getting up from the table abruptly. I headed over to the door, slipping on some sandals and putting my elbow length hair into low pigtails, and grabbing my bag. Then, I opened the door, and slammed it.

Time to think. Or battle someone.

As I walked down the sidewalks of the city (obviously not getting mail), I felt a shaking in my bag. I reached into it and grabbed a pokeball, in which I immediately enlarged. It burst open to reveal an Eevee, who stream he'd and yawned.

"Hello, Essie." I mumbled. Essie, the Eevee whom I had caught on a field trip (I had stolen a pokeball from my teacher because I was a mischievous child), prodded alongside me let out a 'vee' and yawned again. I rolled my eyes as she ran around, making everyone stumble and sigh.

Essie was mischievous, and loved to test people, including me. She had lots of personality, sassy and smart. In fact, I had met her as a child by seeing her tease two other Eevees. My reaction as a child was "OMG ITS SO CUTE I'M GOING TO CATCH IT", but her attitude far outweighed the cuteness. She was, however, the one I trusted most with my secrets. And she was loyal and friendly when she wanted to be.

As I apologized to the passerby, I came across a couple of kids battling. I sighed. I wish that could be me.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on the shoulder. I stiffened, then turned around. My eyes met with a pair of blindingly vivid blue eyes, much brighter that my own dull ones. The girl, who I assumed was about my age, looked at me expectantly, that shook her head, her short chocolate colored hair tossing around.

"You're Beryl Aoi, correct?" She asked, looking me straight into my eyes.

"Y-yeah." I said, stuttering from shock. How did she know my name?

"Good." She replied. "Come with me."


First chapter done! Wow, I did not mean for Beryl to seem that pessimistic. Oops.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed! I probably won't update often around here, but I hope to do it more often. Have a great day!

-Hikari 3