IT'S APRIL FOOLS DAY! Sorry, I just love this day (My family on the other hand…)! Though I never do much, I do one thing then give up, yes, I'm lazy like that, but if everyone finds it annoying, then I'm willing to stop. Now on to my master piece!


A girl with waist-long blue hair that seemed to turn green-ish at the tips and dull green eyes was brushing her hair as she looked at her reflection in her gold mirror.

She sighed, setting the brush upon her vanity, straightening her green shirt, "Essie Martha Sue, today you shall go and get your first Pokémon, and once you receive it you will go and be a normal Pokémon trainer." She said, looking at her reflection sternly, as if trying to convince herself of something, putting on a fake smile as she wiped her hands on her jeans.

That's when she started crying, the fake smile still there, which she held on to as she cried. "I a-almost had myself g-going, (Sniff) I'm not n-normal, normal people have a Mum, a-and (Sob) a Dad, and maybe a s-sister, or (Sniff) a brother, me?" She asked herself, "I lost my family in a fire that I only barely escaped, lucky they said, and I had to run to Aunt Ella, who hates me, and Uncle Matthew, who's never here, and when he is he's drunk, he doesn't hurt me, but his words, ha." Essie sobbed, falling on her knees, her hands gripping the edge of the vanity. "Not to mention that everyone at school thinks I'm a freak because of my hair. Hah, freak." She cried, laughing as if insane.

"It's not my fault that my hair was blue until it started becoming green. If anything it's my Mum's, she had blue hair once, but her started turning green, only it wasn't until after she had me that it did." She cried, starting to stand, trying to get rid of her tears. "Now, Essie, Aunt Ella doesn't like tears, don't be a baby, as far as anyone outside of this house, you're a thirteen year-old who hate the world since her Mum and Dad abandoned her to her aunt, running away from responsibility, and you should be grateful of your aunt, even though she's using everything Mum and Dad left for me in their wills, and you don't fit in at school because you cause trouble and care not that you're at one of the best schools in the region, the region of Aroia." She told her reflection, adjusting her make-up that had messed up after crying.

"Now," Essie spoke to her reflection once more, "you will go out there, show Aunt Ella your grades and the arrangement we made, and signed, saying that if you got all A's that she would let you get a Pokémon, then you will go to Professor Heather and get a Pokémon from the choices of Chikorita, Squirtle, and Torchic. Then she will give you your Pokédex and Pokéballs, and you will be on your way to Apel City and challenge the Ample Gym." She said, all traces of crying out of her voice, as she grabbed her red jacket and her matching red hat with a blue Pokéball print on it, leaving her room.


Sorry if it seems a bit fast pace, I'm probably gonna go back one day and slow it down a bit, but for now, just pretend that it is normal speed for a fic. Also, as to why I don't have original starters; do you really want three fakemon in this? I'm not good at that kinda thing. That's it, so I'll try to have the next chap up by the end of the month, if not around the beginning of next month.