Oh, look. It's my first fan fiction.

I think i'm supposed to put a disclaimer here, so I don't own Pokemon, or Pokemon X. Basically I'm just asking to not be sued.

Chapter One.

Welcome to the World of Pokemon!

"Dammit Fletchling!"

I awoke to a sudden pain in my chest and a Fletchling sitting innocently beside my bed.

There I was, sleeping the best I had in ages, when Fetching decided to wake me up by ramming straight into my chest. Clearly, I didn't want to wake up, but it seemed I didn't have much of a choice. I rolled out of bed (literally) and let myself fall to the floor with a satisfying thud.

"Morning, Fiera!" My mom called from downstairs. She didn't seem too worried about me possibly breaking my face, or something like that. My family is a great one.

"Morning, mother." I groaned, too soft for her to possibly hear me. I took a look at Fletchling. I don't know how a bird even manages to smirk, but it did. I rolled my eyes and pushed myself off of the floor. Right now, my hair looked like someone had glues a blonde bush to my head. Even so, I didn't bother to go to the mirror and fix it. I hate mirrors.

Ok, starting from the beginning. My name is Fiera Kanani. Ask my friends, I'm bad with introductions. I had just moved to the Kalos region when- ah, forget it. You probably already know what happened. After all, I'm sort of famous now. Moving on…

After forcing myself to not kick Fletchling across the room, I forced myself down my new staircase into the kitchen. I was still in my amazing pajamas, and I will never regret that.

"You sure slept well!" My mother laughed, mockingly. I hadn't slept at all, and she knew it. "All rested up from the move?"

I was about to interrupt her, say no, and just waltz back upstairs, but next thing I knew, she was yelling.

"Fiera! You look like you just rolled out of bed!" Oh yes, I just rolled out of my bed. However could my mother come to such a wild conclusion? I was responsible enough to climb out of bed, not roll. Urgh, can you tell I'm being sarcastic? Why couldn't I just spend all day in my pajamas? We just moved in yesterday. It's not like I'm going anywh- oh… never mind.

I've never been new to the whole moving thing. I was born in Alola, but moved to Kanto when I was three. Five years later, my mom and I moved to Sinnoh. Three years after that, we moved back to Alola. Now i'm 14 and living in the Kalos region. My mom loved travelling. We'd done it so much that I'd lost all hope of a proper education, and I'm now fluent in some languages that I will never use again, like Japanese Sign Language. I never even knew any deaf people.

The point is, every time we move my mom makes me walk around town and introduce myself to the neighbors that I would never talk to again.

I forced myself up the stairs and practically crawled over to the mirror, still trying not to look at it. I rummaged through my drawers and threw on the first clothes I saw. High waited skirt, black sleeveless shirt, and a light pink hat. I looked much better than I had planned, but I guess Kalos just has a way of making you instantly stylish.

I took one last look at my room and headed back downstairs. The outdated PC. The Wii U that I had, even though I didn't have any games. My far too pink bed. I swear, I spent twenty minutes staring at the place, except for the mirror. I don't know why, but something told me I wouldn't be seeing it for a while.

My mother was more than excited to see me ready to go. "It's about time you got going!" She smiled "Why don't you step out and say hello to the neighbors?"

I raised an eyebrow. "I haven't even had breakfast yet." That was just my way of saying 'What? Don't make me actually talk to people!'

"Oh, of course." My mom ran over to the fridge and yanked out some fancy french bread. She simply threw it at me and pointed to the door. "I'm not going to let my daughter become some antisocial rock dweller… Again."

I rolled my eyes. "You know, mother, you're beginning to sound as if you don't love me."

She glared at me.

"Fine." I groaned, viciously ripping into the bread with my teeth. I have to admit, it tasted pretty damn good.

The second I opened my front door some girl practically fell into my house, but my mother didn't seem too worried. She had long brown hair tied into pigtails and a pink shirt with far too many bows on it. She looked up at me and just stared into my eyes for a moment. Eventually, she blushed and ran back to a boy standing next to the tree I'm my front yard. "I- I was just about to knock. I'm. I'm, uhh. We're your, uhhhh-"

The boy chucked and proceeded to finish whatever she was trying to say. "The name's Calem. I live next door." He reached his hand out to me, presumably for a handshake. He had about medium length black hair, and he was wearing some odd blue jacket. Trying not to stare for too long, I reached out to return the handshake. Or, I was about to until…

"And I'm Shauna! Nice to meet you!" The girl interrupted. "Guess what! We've come to get you!" Shauna did her best to not elaborate on that statement, even with me using the confused glare I seemed to inherit from my mother.

Calem rolled his eyes at his apparent friend. "The renowned Professor Sycamore lives here in the Kalos region." He stuck his hands in his pockets and stood up taller than before. "I heard he has a task for five kids including us." He took his right hand out of his pocket and waved it dismissively. "But I'm surprised he knows who you are. You did just move to Vaniville, after all."

"Yeah, yesterday." I rubbed my chest where Fletchling had rammed into me. I looked back over to the hysterical Shauna, attempting to make conversation with the vessel of perpetual euphoria. "So, what were we doing?"

"Don't know!" Shauna remarked, gleefully. "We'll wait for you in the next town over! And you know what?!" She paused for dramatic effect. "We're going to get…" Another stupid pause. "a Pokemon!"

Wait what? I literally just moved here I don't need a new pet all of a sudden. Unless she meant…

Oh.

OoOoOoOh.

Oh no.

I was so caught up in my thoughts I could barely hear Shauna yelling at me to hurry up. Though, I could here Calem's miserable laughing. Just like that, the two ran away, expecting me to follow them. They don't even know my name yet, or at least I didn't tell them.

I was honestly about to walk inside and tell my mom about the idiots I'll be forced to call friends, until we moved again. I don't know why I didn't. I did not want to actually walk to the next town, no matter how close it was, and there was no way I'd be forced to take care of a Pokemon. Fletchling was enough for me. Just think, six different Pokemon waking me up every morning. Every. Single. Day.

I forced myself through Vaniville gate. Surprisingly enough there was a beautiful pathway bordered with trees and flowers. Sunlight shone through the tall oaks, and refracted off the individual leaves floating to the ground. Ok, so I didn't want to go home anymore, but if anything this was my home now. Suddenly, I was filled with a surge of adventure. There had to be more places like this, right? With my head suddenly rocketing up to the clouds I ran straight into Aquacorde Town.

In town there were apartments and shops all around me. Chairs and tables surrounded a ledge overlooking the rest of very air tasted of pastries and freshly aged wood, like a violin or a new car. In the center of the square was a large fountain big enough for me to swim laps in. Even more shops surrounded the fountain, each with their own glass displays outside of them and in the windows. Rays of morning light broke through the prism-like windows, creating an array of rainbow decor painted onto the ground. There were so many shops, in fact, I made a mental note to visit them later. I swear I was about to loot one of them until someone called my name.

"Hey, Fiera! This way! Over here!"

Wait a second, how the hell did they know my name? I never told them.

I looked over my shoulder to see Shauna, Calem, and two other kids sitting around a large table, or rather two tables pushed together. There were two open chairs, one of which was probably for me. I couldn't help but wonder what the other chair was their for. It was obvious that the others had to bring chairs over from other tables, so why bring an extra? Probably just to make it look all nice and symmetrical.

"We were just talking about you!" Shauna grinned. "C'mon, have a seat!"

Oh yeah, How the hell did she know my name?!

I reluctantly took the seat next to Calem. He seemed calm and enjoyable, unlike the other one. Out of the corner if my eye, I saw Shauna scowl as I took my seat. Odd, she didn't seem like the type to do that.

"This is the meeting place, Fiera." Calem smiled at me. I had forgotten what butterflies had felt like, but that wasn't important. I had just met this guy. He patted my shoulder and kept talking. "I'll introduce you. Everyone, this is Fiera."

Speaking of which…

"Wow…" One of the others interrupted my thoughts. How rude. I didn't know him, but the best way to describe him was fat and dorky. He had this stupid hairstyle that had cornrows on either side of his oval of a face, and two puffs of hair that looked like scoops of ice cream. Made sense, as his shirt had a Vanillite on it. "Shauna's description was spot on!"

"So, Fiera. This is Tierno. He can really tear up the dance floor…" Even Calem sounded unsure of himself. After all, with how chubby this kid was, there was no way he could actually dance. Calem saw the skeptical look on my face and decided it was best to move on. "And this is Trevor." He gestured toward a small boy with orange hair the size of his head. "He's a little shy, but he always gets perfect scores on his tests…" See, that one was more believable.

"All right! Nice to meetcha!" Tierno exclaimed. "You know, it'd feel like we're closer a crew if we call each other by nicknames." There was no way in the Distortion World that I'd let this guy call me by a nickname. "Can I call you lady F?" Ew. No. Never.

"What? No way!" Shauna yelled, reflecting my thoughts exactly. "She's a Li'l F, for sure!"

Never mind.

"What do you think Trevor?" Shauna was clearly just trying to be nice because she obviously wanted to use her nickname.

Trevor jumped back in his seat. "What?! You want me to nickname someone I just met?! Shauna, you shouldn't put people on the spot like this." Ok, I like this kid. "Well...how about something low key? Maybe...something like F-kins?"

I sighed. "I had such high hopes in you, Trevor." He slumped down at my comment, muttering something under his breath. Seriously though, F-kins? What was this kid thinking? I'm a person, not your pet. That's even a horrible name for a pet. Just imagine, your parents are yelling at you. Then, suddenly, the Meowth walks in and they accidently say it's name. Who would take them seriously after that?

Actually, that may not be so bad.

Calem gave a large exhale then looked over at me. "You should decide what we call you."

I smiled a bit just looking at him. "Fiera's just fine."

"OK!" Shauna threw her arms in the air. "Fiera fits you perfectly! I'm sure we're gonna be great friends, so I'll call you that, too!"

"Well, duh." I waved her off. "It's kinda my name."

The table broke into laughter (even though it wasn't really funny). Calem pat my head and smiled at me. Yeah, I like this guy. We shared eye contact for a few seconds until Shauna broke in with her hopeless optimism. "Hey!" She pouted. "Can we see the Pokemon now? I want to meet my partner soon!" Oooh, right… We were getting Pokemon, weren't we?

"I know, right?" Tierno sang, unable to detect Shauna's sneaky change of subject. "It was such a cool feeling when Trevs and I met our Pokemon! Hope you feel the same way we did!" Suddenly, Tierno plopped three red and white capsules on the table as well as three Pokemon. There was some strange grass thing on two legs, or something, an adorable fire fox, and a blue frog. I take it I was supposed to pick one. I stared at the fox, Arceus, was it cute. I instinctively picked it up and lifted it into the air. It's red eyes shone in the sun, reflecting my eyes into theirs. I know I already had Fletchling, but this, I wanted it. So. Much.

"Ah, Fennekin." Calem gave me this look like, ah of course the blonde girl goes for the fox, but apparently it was called Fennekin. "What will you name him?"

Well, apparently it was a he, so…

"Azar." I held Azar close to my chest. "It means fire."

"Really?" Calem looked impressed. "What language?"

I chucked a bit. "Yeah, about that... I kinda forgot."

"Oh." He looked disappointed in me, but Calem still smiled.

"OK! My partner is Chespin!" Shauna interrupted again. Why did she keep doing this? "Wow! We go together great! The two of us are just way-ay-ay too cute!"

Calem picked up the frog. "Good to meet you Froakie. My name's Calem. Because of you, I can be a real Pokemon trainer. Thanks!" He grinned at the sight of his new friend, I just couldn't stop staring at him. Does that make me weird? Should I care? Yes and no.

"Uh, pardon me, but I have something for you from the professor as well." Trevor was the one to interrupt this time; at least he was being polite. "I have something that will help you understand Pokemon on a much deeper level." He handed me a red device, a Pokedex apparently. "Um, you see…" he looked up at me in excitement. "The Pokedex I just gave you is a high-tech device that automatically records the Pokemon you encounter! The reason you get one is because the professor wants us to go on a journey with our Pokemon and complete the Pokedex. To put it another way, it's an important mission from the professor. I'm sure of it."

"Oh lighten up Trevs!" Tierno laughed. "You're way too serious sometimes." Tierno shifted his focus to me. "Um, Fiera…Please take this with you, too. It's a letter from the professor. He said you should give it to your mom." He handed me an envelope that read "To Grace. From Sycamore." Ok, forget my name, how the hell did he know my mom's name?!

"All right! We're done with our errand for the professor. I guess Trevs and I will go look for Pokemon! Let's go, Trevs!" With that Tierno and Trevor just got up and walked away.

A silence fell upon us, the remaining three, as I was still staring down at the letter in my hand. What was I about to do? Azar looked up at me and cocked his head as if he were a dog. Seeing my uncertainty, Calem rested his hand on my shoulder and tried to clarify what just happened. "In Kalos, kids are chosen to carry a Pokedex and go on an adventure, but you need to give that letter to your mom before you do any of that. I'm sure it'll be fun. Trust me. Is there anything else you want to know?"

Oh yeah. "How did you know my name."

Calem threw his head back in laughter. "Like I said, I'm surprised Sycamore knows who you are. He told us your name."

"Right…"

"Oh relax, it's probably just because your mom is a famous Rhyhorn racer and all. Grace, right?"

"Yeah," I relaxed. "I guess she is." I picked up Azar and shoved his pokeball in my bag. "Guess, I'll be on my way then."

Calem nodded and waved at me. "Nice seeing you, neighbor."

With Azar on my shoulder I began to walk away, back home. A journey, huh? Honestly, I had no idea why I would be doing this, or even if i should. Azar clearly seemed fond of the idea, but my mother wouldn't be too keen. I suppose that was what the letter was for. Hopefully this Sycamore guy could be persuasive. I guess that I j-

"Fiera, wait!"

Shauna ran up behind me. I turned around to see her right in front of me, and Calem, who was just beginning to walk away, as he stopped dead in his tracks. "You're gonna be my opponent in my Pokemon-battling debut!"

"Beg your pardon?" I looked back at her. I was kinda in the middle of something.

"Oh, c'mon Fiera." Calem smirked. "I'm sure you'll do fine. Besides, I would probably beat you if we battled, so Shauna's a great opponent."

Shauna frowned at Calem's joke, but when she looked back to see me reluctantly nodding my head, she happily started dancing. "OK, Li'l Chespin! It's our first battle! Let's win it with style"

Azar jumped off my shoulder, Shauna sent out her Chespin, and the battle began, sort of. I was ready to battle, probably. Well, I was until I started to panic as I tried to find out what moves Azar even had. How did I battle? I hadn't done this before. What? Why? How? What? How?

"Press the blue button on your Pokedex!" Calem directed.

"What button?! I don't see any buttons! It's just a rectangle!" I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about, so I just sat there fumbling around with the Pokedex until I managed to get a strange screen to show up. Shauna just stared at me impatiently as I dropped the Pokedex on the ground, picked it back up, and pressed some random buttons. Thankfully, it didn't take long for me to come across a screen showcasing the moves of my Pokemon. "

Finally!" I cheered. "Now, uhh, Azar? Use… oh shit." If what I remembered about disadvantages was true, then I should be able to… "Ember!" Azar spat out some flame that hit Chespin straight in the head. Chespin stumbled backwards, but got back on it's two feet surprisingly fast.

"Tackle!" Shauna retaliated. Chespin began charging at Azar sending him tumbling backwards. Azar was quick to get to his feet, all four of them.

Once Azar stood back up I called out once again. "Azar, Ember!" Again, Azar spat out a flame, and again it hit Chespin straight in the head, but this time Chespin didn't get up.

"No fair I wasn't done watching my Li'l Chespin yet!" Shauna ran to her partner, glumly cradling him in her arms. "So you win then." She looked over at me, suddenly shifting her tone of voice. "You're amazing, Fiera!"

I picked up Azar, who proudly puffed out his chest. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Well, say hi to your mom for me!" Shauna ran away, not bothering to say anything more.

Calem laughed. "Shauna's just a bit… étrange." That's something I forgot about Calem. He has this tendency to randomly slip into French. Google Translate is always there if you need it. "Really though." Calem continued. "You could turn into a truly amazing trainer with some more practice. I really hope to see you again." He then gave the warmest smile I'd ever see from this guy. Calem spun around and walked away with a wave back in my direction.

Maybe they were right. Maybe I could be a great trainer, Azar seemed to agree.

That was it, I made my decision, so I ran home with Azar clutching my hat, bursting through my door before I had time to change my mind.

Oh, you actually read it?

Anyway, like i said before, this is my first fan fiction. I do my best to proofread, but if I missed anything feel free to tell me.

I don't think i'm that great at writing battles. I try.

Honestly, I've already written the first twenty chapters, but have done exactly no editing. I can probably update pretty regularly on weekends, hopefully.

Review, please. I'm desperate for feedback.