Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. Obviously.

Okay, so there are tons of Pokemon stories, and there are many that are probably going to be better then this. And since it contains O.C's, I'm sure the review and view count will be low. But I don't care, this is a story I write for writing. Not for reviews. Please review to help, but no flames.

Also, the rating will be T for:

Language

Actual violence and small amounts of suggestive stuff like that

Romance ;)

O.C. Inside

Lot'sa romance, you'll just have to wait. Also, cameo's of Anime characters as well.

This story may top 50 chapters if I keep it strong.

Summary: Starting a journey from New Bark Town, young new trainer Kyle finds himself falling into a journey filled with adventure. But all isn't well in the world beyond his town, and as Kyle goes on, he notices just how much trouble he could get in. With his life always on the line, the journey begins!


"Lugia, Aeroblast!"

"Dodge! Then Hyper Beam!"

Smirking, I counted on that typical move. A Hyper Beam? Extremely predictable- especially at this point of the battle. I'd already defeated 5 straight, that Gliscor was next. Nobody could match my Lugia.

"Take it! Then finish with Hydro Pump!" Just as I called, my faithful legendary did. The large milky-white deity took the orange beam, and growled, before launching a stream of water with so much pressure, it could break through steel.

Immediately, the attack connected, smashing the Gliscor to the ground, and rendering him unable to battle.

I heard fireworks sound in the background and Lugia turn to me with a small grin. Even a pokemon as gracious and powerful as Lugia enjoyed winning battles.

"CONGRATULATIONS!" A small man with a large trophy walked up to me, and offered me his hand. Stunned, I accepted it, smiling like crazy. This was our time, we'd finally won the Championship!

"Mr. Helm, I congratulate you on a job well done! Truly, a performance to remember!" Shaking his hand eagerly, I reached out to accept the offered trophy.

"Kyle?" Behind me, a female voice seemed to beckon me. Turning, I responded.

"Yes?" Seeing no one, I rubbed my eyes. "Who's there?"

"Time to wake up!"


"Huh?" Morning light fluttered through my window, playfully teasing my closed eyes. My shades did nothing to prevent the warm golden rays of light from burning my eyes. Wincing, I rolled to cover my face.

"C'mon! It's time to wake up!" An enthusiastic voice from my right caused me to slowly roll to check who in the right mind would be excited about waking up. Least of all; waking me up! Everyone in New Bark Town knew not to disturb me when I was sleeping. I was more ferocious then an Ursaring.

Not recognizing voice right away, my blurry vision gave way to a girl with shoulder-length brown hair, and a wide smile. Her brown eyes were filled with excitement, and she was clad in a pair of short, tight blue jeans and a red, elbow length shirt. (A/N: Yes, no overalls. Sorry.)

"L-Lyra?" I said slowly, the morning wake-up still delaying my thoughts. Finally, one thought got through. "What are you doing in my room?"

She laughed her sweet laugh, and stared at me like I was insane.

"Your mom let me in! Duhh! C'mon, Professor Elm is giving away the Pokemon today!" I cocked my head at her as I swung my legs over my bed. What she was saying made no sense. Professor Elm was the one of the Johto region's most proficient scientists regarding Pokemon. Why in the right mind would he be giving away Pokemon?

Rolling her eyes, Lyra laughed again. "Obviously you didn't read the postcard!" Fumbling with her pockets, I pulled off my nightshirt as she tried to find the postcard. One would hope she ended up removing her pants in order to find it...

Alas, she didn't need to as she "Ahh'ed!" in delight, finally removing the postcard from her pocket. She stared at me a moment- as I was without a shirt- before a pinkish tint covered her cheeks. A tingling, burning feeling went through my own, and I deluded my face from her eyes.

"Umm, this card." She said shyly, handing me the postcard. Taking it, I threw on a shirt and made sure her eyes were diverted, before changing into a pair of black shorts. My shirt, a red shirt with a black Pokeball insignia, melded well. I had no need to comb back my short black hair, it was already set. Ah the benefits of short hair.

I read over the card quickly, only capturing a few words. One of them being "Starter". So Lyra was talking about the starter Pokemon we could receive today...

I looked at her, my own excitement building. I'd been waiting for this day for quite some time. "What're we waiting here for? Let's go get ourselves our first Pokemon!" I said, not wasting anymore time. After all, time was of the essence.

She smiled, and took off, not even bothering to see if I was in tow. She raced down the stairs, bidding my mother a farewell- who was still eating her morning cereal.

I raced down too, fumbling with my shoes. Some times, they could be a serious pain...

"Bye mom!" I said, barely tying the knot in my shoe. She laughed a little bit as I stumbled over my own feet, amused by my antics.

"Where're you off to?" She asked, quite interested. Although I'd managed to stay out of trouble, (for the most part) it still pleased her to know where I was off to. She never said no to anything, she just liked knowing. I think it has to do with my dad...

He passed away when I was 5. I don't know why, my Mom never told me. In fact, I don't believe anyone in the town knew. It was one of the most secretest secrets ever. Days after, my mom was torn between telling someone and holding it. I don't know what she did; but whatever the case was, I knew not to mention him unless I wanted to see tears and anger.

"Professor Elm's! He's giving away Pokemon today, and I wanted to see if I could get one!" Obviously, my Mom knew about the postcard, because she didn't ask any questions, but the look on her face said something else. It was almost as if she didn't want me going.

"Um, okay honey... be safe." The falter in her voice tempted me to ask, but the last thing I needed was to be faced with the demonic mother. She'd be fine; and, I could ask when I got back.

"You know it mom. Be back in a little bit! Love you!" My calls were definitely heard as I raced out the door, trying to catch up to Lyra. I flew by my friend Helgi's house, his window open. I stopped a moment to toss a rock from his front yard in. I heard a faint yelp as I made contact with someone inside. Smirking, I saw the rock go flying out and a thump as he got out of bed.

"Hey! Who's throwing stuff at me again?" His short blond hair was curled and messed up, probably from his "active" dreams. I'd spent the night over there a few times, and whenever I tried to sleep, I was woken up by him walking about or rolling in his sleep. It was a bad habit, as he'd almost walked into the nearby lake.

"That would be me! Dude, get moving! Don't wanna miss your chance at a pokemon, do you?" I taunted him, his eyes widening with realization. He swore, running inside and a flurry of noises came from inside. Laughing, I could tell it'd be a bit before he came out. He never was quick with getting dressed.

I walked the rest of the way to Elm's laboratory, seeing the familiar windmills from my own house. I walked up the dirt pathway, smiling at Elm's assistant.

"Good day Kyle!" He said, familiar with my visits. Commonly, I'd come here to help raise some of the young pokemon and actually help conduct research on them as well. Professor Elm said he loved my help, and since my father's death, he had usually played the role of my dad.

"Hiya Mr. Terlyn! How's today been for you?" I asked politely, knowing him and his family very well. Actually, I knew everyone in the town; there weren't many people. However, recently, Professor Elm had a small summer camp and many students had attended. Today, they graduated and all got a pokemon. That was the reason for the card. I hadn't attended because it was all stuff I knew; no need in attending.

"It's been very busy. We just gave away our last pokemon!" He said, not realizing my face until the last moment. "Oh! Kyle! You... you didn't get one?" The shock he had was sincere. He must've been quite busy and worked to not notice. But my spirits crashed after that... the one opportunity I had at receiving my pokemon and starting my journey... all ended.

"You can still go check... I know all the student's left early this morning... perhaps there is one left over?" I could tell he was trying to supply me with hope. After all, he knew- everyone knew- about my long-lived dream of being a world-famous Pokemon Trainer. This was supposed to be my big break. At 15, I was a late bloomer in terms of starting. Then again, Lyra and Helgi were also 15.

"Okay... thank you Mr. Terlyn." I said, a small smile on my face. I walked up the wooden steps, stopping in front of the door. Taking a breath in, I opened the door and was greeted by a metallic smell; the smell of discovery as Professor Elm constantly called it.

"Kyle! Nice to see you!" Came the Professor's eager calls. He came out from behind a large machine and wiped a few beads of sweat off of his face.

"Hi Professor. Has Lyra stopped by?" I asked, trying to avoid the topic I knew would crush my heart.

"Yes actually. She's in the back." He said, a large smile on his face. "She already loves that Chikorita."

My heart rose a bit; but not for myself. If I couldn't have a Pokemon, at least Lyra could. She deserved that much.

"So she got one?" I asked, and Professor Elm was about to respond, but the door behind us swung open, revealing Helgi... wearing his shirt inside out.

"I'm late, I know. But are there any Pokemon left?" I could tell by the look on Professor Elm's face, that there weren't. His eyes turned sad for a moment, and he opened his mouth, but closed it after a moment, indecisive with his words.

"Sorry guys... Lyra got the last one..." Nodding, we both sighed. We were late, that's how things worked.

"Alright..." Helgi murmered, visibly upset by the news. Who could blame him? His mother was one of the most powerful gym leaders in the regions. She was located quite far away, all the way in the Unova region. She rarely visited home, as she was quite often, extremely busy with her gym and town. Even though she was the flying gym leader, not even any of her Pokemon could fly her home and back in one shot and quickly.

He had really been hoping to get a pokemon and even challenge her one day. Now...

We both walked out of the lab without saying another word. Neither of us could even speak to each other, being so distraught. Looking over at my house down a little ways, I shook my head, and turned to Helgi.

"Mind if I stay with you for a lil' bit? I don't wanna go home... not yet..." He nodded sullenly, and opened his door. Tossing his shoes off, we went up the stairs. Correctively, I went upstairs and Helgi went to tell his father the bad news. I opened his door and flopped on the floor, staring at the ceiling in defeat. What a bad day...

Helgi walked up the stairs, with his father in tow.

"...accept the responsibilities of being late you know. This is why I kept saying for you to get an alarm." I would've laughed had I not been so upset. It was always funny to see Helgi have his dad point out a flaw in his waking up ritual.

"Yes, I know dad... I just really wanted to see mom. That's all." Giving the door a gentle push, it began to close, but not before Helgi's father put his foot in the way.

"Listen... son..." Both were silent as I awkwardly sat on the floor. I actually wanted to leave, but I was latched to the spot.

"Your mom wanted you to have this... for your own journey..." From his pocket, Mr. Hauker (Helgi's last name was Hauker) removed a small pokeball. He extended his hand, and Helgi hesitantly removed the pokeball. Not being able to see anymore, I quickly stood up, and wished Helgi luck. I already knew what had happened.

He'd received his first Pokemon too.

As I walked down the stairs, I heard a faint click and then a burst of light come from my best friends room. Stopping, I was actually curious to see what Pokemon he got. Slowly peering into the room, I saw a small bundle of brown fur and a small few white stripes.

An Eevee.

I smiled, and walked down the stairs, and out of my friend's house. That was actually slightly awkward.

With nowhere else to go, I walked slowly back into Professor Elm's lab. No one was inside- they were all out watching Lyra and her Chikorita. I had to admit, the two had it going... they looked like a great team already. The way the small leaf pokemon responded, and listened... they were going to go far.

I wished I could go with them.

Sighing, I took a seat on a stray chair and placed my head on a desk, being sure not to disturb any papers. But as I sat in silence, a small noise drew my attention.

Pulling my head up, I peered around the room. Again, the noise sounded.

Finally, I traced it to a pile of boxes. I saw a small box quiver, and I hesitated in removing it. But my mind made itself up as I spoke silently to myself.

'You ever wanna be a great trainer, you have to take risks!'

Taking in a deep breath, I removed the brown box, and peered straight at the small body of a Pokemon. It looked at me, full of fear as it quivered on the spot, and said only one thing.

"Cynda?"