Just a short little OS I wrote what feels like ages ago and decided to translate on a whim. Original japanese names used, so our beloved douchebag rival is called Green. Game-verse. I don't own the characters.
Who I am? Probably no one you remember. I'm not a legend. I am not Red.
I could have been like him, could have gotten my first Pokémon from professor Oak, could have bickered with Green, collect the gym badges, defeat Team Rocket and I could have been champ.
I had the talent to do it. I know it.
But that never happened, none of it.
I was simply forgotten. That's why you probably don't know me.
As the years passed by, Red and Green became legends. Their names were known across the world, everyone knew what they achieved, what they fought for, who they were. Nobody knew me.
Finally, years later, I was allowed to go on this adventure, but I had to pay a lot for it. I wasn't allowed to be me anymore, I wasn't up to date, didn't fit anymore. I had to change myself, send another version of myself on the journey. Otherwise, I would have simply been replaced, just like what happened to Kris later.
I know lots of people were happy I existed now. Their joy was honest. That was a completely new experience for me, having someone see me, notice me, like me. But did they know who I am? No. They only knew this other, new version of me. But I am not Leaf.
Still, I wasn't a legend. Even though I saved Kanto, achieved everything Red achieved, he was still the hero, the unbeatable champ, the first Pokémon Master. After all, who was it that the young trainers daring to climb Mt. Silver encountered? Not me. Red.
Maybe there were some hoping for me, or at least Leaf, some who even discarded their memories of Crystal for it. But nobody really expected me. Nobody was all that sad I wasn't there. After all, what am I, compared to Red?
So, who am I? I am the girl who could have been everything, literally everything, but is nearly nothing.
Because the world just isn't fair.
I am Blue.