A Champ in the Making

Chapter 1- "Introduction"

{Hi guys! This story wont be as long as The Plan- and im working on that one. I just got this idea and liked it. If you'd like to see the main character, a sprite I made is here- /art/My-Trainer-Sprite-362675745?ga_submit_new=10%253A1364748616

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon.}

Today, I am champion of the Johto league. Luckily, I get paid the big bucks without having to do much work, because my friends in the elite four crush every child who has a glimpse of beating me. End of story. Even if they do get past Koga, Bruno, Karen and my old friend Lance, I am yet to be challenged by a truly worthy opponent. (Don't tell Lance that, He thinks anyone who gets past him will get past me.) Now by the fact that I'm telling you this, you will probably think I am about to tell you the story of how my position was taken, of a young hero who aspires to become the champion and after giving up many things and gaining friendship along the way, he/she ends up beating me in a tense, nail-biting battle. The battle of the century. You'd be wrong. I'm still the champ. All these new trainers are actually pretty weak. (Lance, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. But it's true!)

No, that's a funny thought though. Just kidding- I mean, who knows? Maybe I'll get challenged tonight, and wake up tomorrow as just another member of the elite four. Every kid who gets to me must have a fighting chance. But I will tell you the story of a kid who reached her ultimate goal and became the champion of Johto.


A five year old girl slept in her bed on the hot summer day, the only light coming from the small open window, releasing a salty breeze of ocean air. A golden swam in a tank next to her, swishing its golden orange tail side to side as it glided though the saltwater tank. The girl's father had gone fishing earlier-during the morning hours; the fish was a surprise pet for the girl. She had always been so interested in Pokémon, her dad knew that. His little princess was going to be so excited when she finally woke up.

Her father had a taste for fighting types, a preference he hoped was passed down to the little girl that slept in the bed back at his home. Right now he was at work, but luckily he lived not far from his house. He worked in the gym as a leader; he was Chuck, the leader of the Cianwood City gym.

At the house, The small child's eyes fluttered open. "Daddy?" She quietly called out before realizing she had woken up to an empty home… again. She turned her head to peer out the window when she saw a golden staring back at her. "A Goldeen!" She squealed, jumping from the mattress. She picked up a paper that was next to it and started reading it to herself. "Hi sweetie… went fishing this morning… caught this for you…" She looked up at the fish in delight. "Goldeen, I'm going to train you all the best moves you can learn and you and I will be an unstoppable team!" She told it. Little did she know that she was wrong. That goldfish still sits at her home in Cianwood at level nine, even though now the girl is eighteen.

The little five-year-old went back to reading the note from her father. "At the gym… come visit when you wake up. Love, Daddy."

The kid raced out of the house, telling her new pet goodbye as she hastily shut the door. She ran to the gym, pushing open the doors and scaling the rocks she knew by heart to shut off the waterfall her dad liked to train under. She twisted the valve, shutting all waterflow from the channels her father had crafted long ago.

"Hey! What weak trainer wants to challe-" Her dad started to thunder, before noticing who stood at the valve. "Willa!" He exclaimed, a smile plastered on his face. "You slept so late! Did you see what I got you?"
"Sure did! You're the best, dad!" She shouted, sliding down the rocks she climbed to give her dad a big hug. Even though he was soaked from the waterfall, he deserved it. Willa's father scooped her up off the ground. "Thank you dadd-" Willa started before a kid walked in.

"I'd like to challenge…" The kid began before realizing the leader had a little girl in an embrace. "Erm… Is this a bad time?" He asked, stopping.

"Not bad at all!" Chuck roared, putting Willa down. "Let's battle!"

And I was so close to a father-daughter moment. Willa thought, sulking out of the gym as her father battled this newcomer, completely forgetting about her. With the gym, she didn't get to spend much time with her father, and therefore they had been separated. Willa's mom had kept them close and bound together, but when she went off to look for the mysterious Lugia one day and never came back, the connection broke. Now, as hard as they strived to connect, the gym always came between them. It was like a wall that separated father from daughter. She even overheard her dad talking to one of his co-workers from the gym, saying he might send her to poketech. While when Willa asked him what it was, he said it was a boarding school where she could learn all about Pokémon, Willa felt like it was just a way for him to get more time at the gym. He loved his gym like it was his child. No, He loved the gym a little more than his child.