Outshine

Alrighty, there will be both the prologue (I highly suggest you read it so the story makes sense to you) and chapter one in this one. Feedback is always appreciated. ^_^

Prologue~

"You got her?" A deep voiced man asked, his face cloaked in the darkness that the room casted. Only the glint of his teeth as he spoke was visible on his face. His shoes, a brown leather, protruded from the shadows of the room.

The grunt gulped, praying to Arceus that he'd done the job correctly. "I got her, just like you asked." He stuttered, nervousness shaking his voice.

"Did you use the radar to make sure you nabbed the right one?" He asked, his voice almost sounding like a growl.

"Sion?" A cream colored cat Pokémon growled, as if repeating its master's question.

He nodded hastily, his boss' sidekick making this conversation twice as difficult. "Of course, sir! I-I picked the only child with the highest purity." He said, lowering his voice to a mere whisper before continuing. "Whatever that means."

The Pokémon growled in disapproval, easily overhearing his comment.

The man in the shadows however, seemed satisfied with his underling's report. "Is it male or female?" He asked.

"F-female. The purest child was female, so I took her. Was… was that wrong?" His voice quavered, ready to run for his life.

Surprisingly, the man in the shadows nodded. "Her name shall be Zaria. For her 'pure heart'" He laughed, as if the child was a joke.

His Pokémon purred in agreement, hopping onto his lap.

"How old is Zaria?" He asked, stroking his companion. "She's one and a half. I took her from a day care centre." He mumbled.

"Excellent. Get her a room, make it nearly as large as mine with the proper… equipment needed for her success." The man hissed, cracking his knuckles with pleasure.

The grunt nodded, leaving without another sound, the next member in line taking his place. "And did you capture the Pokémon I wanted?" He asked, his voice accusing and hard, yet cool and refreshing at the same time.

The young red head nodded. "But of course. It took me quite a while to find the golden one… but I caught her."

"Excellent. Bring her to the laboratory." He demanded.

The girl responded with a nod, exiting the door way.

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The sleeping one year old was placed on the operating table, currently being prepped for brain surgery. If this works, the child would have an artificial, but outstanding ability. An advanced, microscopic scientific chip that only the very best, high powered microscopes could see would be placed in the center of the girl's brain. The technology is designed to develop and improve as the child grew, otherwise it would be guaranteed that she would die after or during surgery.

In the opposite side of the room, a very rare, special Pokémon was receiving the same surgery.

Their hope is that the girl once of age, could track this Pokémon with only her mind, as could the Pokémon track the girl. Finding both of these specimens had taken over three generations of the organization's leaders to find.

There for, both of these beings were to be treated with excellent care. The golden, birdlike dragon was already undergoing surgery, the chip being placed into the brain as the child was sedated.

Much like the young girl, the Pokémon was only a year old as well, not at all fully grown. The day that this organization had been preparing for nearly their entire existence was upon them.

The surgeon created an incision in the young girl's head.

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The red headed admiral nearly did a spit take. "What? Let it go?!" She spat, her eyes wide with fury and disbelief.

The man nodded, an evil twinkle in his eyes. "Yes. The experiment is to see if the girl can mentally track this beast, so the Pokémon must be free to wander the world- for now." He said sternly.

"B-but all that time that was put into capturing it! All the money-"

"What? Like this money?" He interrupted the red-head, holding a fairly thick wad of cash in between his fingers.

His personal Pokémon growling in agreement with its master, his tail flicking in aggression.

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with-"

"Either the Pokémon goes, or your paycheck goes." He snapped, even his own Pokémon flinching at his hostility.

The red-head bit her bottom lip, slowly nodding. "O-of course. The Pokémon shall be released right away-"

"Wait." The girl stopped in her tracks, barely holding back an angry retort. "What is it?" She asked, irritated.

"Restore it to its full strength before releasing it. We can't chance it dying before she is ready to be hunted." The man explained.

The girl gave a curt nod. "Of course."

Chapter 1~ The plan begins

Fourteen years later…

"Forty nine… fifty!" I shouted, pleasure tinting my yell. I dropped from the pull up bar that hung near my closet door.

I flexed my arm and looked at it, a smirk forming on my face. "Oh yeah, now that's muscle." I grinned, my silver eyes drifting from my arms to my bare stomach, (I'm only wearing a sports bra and work out shorts) admiring my solid six pack.

My whole body was practically one big solid muscle, as I worked out as much as I could. There's not much to do when you're not allowed out of your room without an escort.

My father, Giovanni, told me that I can't just go waltzing out of my room like I own the HQ, I get to leave probably once a day, twice if I'm needed for a beneficial experiment.

I typically choose to go to the battle arena so I can train the Pokémon that I've been given: Shinx, well Luxray now with all the training I've been doing.

To make up for not spending much time with me, I was given a whole bunch of exercise equipment and a Shinx for my fifth birthday. I didn't really start doing much with the exercise equipment until I was around seven or eight, as everything was too difficult.

I spent most of my time training the Shinx that I had acquired.

Well now I'm fifteen, and Shinx evolved into Luxio, then Luxray. Luxray and I aren't friends, (my father says that only the weak befriend their Pokémon.) we're not even partners.

I OWN Luxray. He's mine. He doesn't have a nickname or anything like that. I've asked for more Pokémon for me to train, but Giovanni says that for my mission I can only have one Pokémon.

I'm not allowed to watch TV either. Well, on my birthday I'm allowed to watch the battling channel, but only certain ones. He doesn't want me to be influenced by the weak.

My gaze drifted to Luxray's poke ball which sat on my dresser. He was finally skilled enough for me to begin riding him places. It was Giovanni's idea, he said that for my upcoming mission a Pokémon that could be ridden in otherwise unroutable terrain such as rocky outcrops and such.

I'm dying to know what this mission that I'd been preparing for my entire life was. I want to know why the scientists and doctors in the laboratory made my body fire resistant, or why they made me a living lightning rod, why did they upgrade my lungs so I can stay underwater longer? Why are they going to make me bullet-proof? I want, no. I NEED to know.

I also know that they gave Luxray a power boost, making his electrical and physical attacks twice as strong as they would naturally be. They also planned on making him bullet-proof too. They're working on another project too… I just don't know what yet… I nearly flinched when my bedroom door swung open.

It was a scientist. "Zaria, Giovanni has requested that you and Luxray receive another upgrade." He said, his voice dry and emotionless. I nodded, plucking the red and white ball off my dresser and following the man out of my room and to the lab.

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My eyes narrowed. "Surgery?" I asked skeptically, recalling the time when a Pokémon they had experimented on surgically dying while the surgery took place.

The men and women nodded. "Yes, and why would you be nervous? We upgraded your lungs through surgery." They reminded me.

I gritted my teeth. "What are you going to do this time?"

"That's classified." They responded, seating me on a metal table as I was prepped for surgery. One doctor injected my arm with anesthetics, while another took Luxray into another room.

Artificial sleep began to take over my mind, my world steadily growing darker until I was completely put under.

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My brain felt stuffy and clouded when I awoke, a typical feeling after becoming upgraded so many times.

My head was shaved, indicating that my head was operated on, but I don't really care about my hair. The almost white hair was typically long and often got in the way of my workouts or training of Luxray. Besides, I can just get a wig or have them force my hair to grow back in a forty-eight hour period.

I coughed a little as I awaited doctors to explain what had been done. Soon enough, two doctors entered my recovery room. They didn't ask how I was feeling, which was normal.

"Have you had any… visions lately?" One asked.

I shook my head slowly. "No… Why?"

The doctors whispered to each other, occasionally looking back at me. "It may just be taking time… perhaps the technology just isn't advanced enough… or the chips were placed in the wrong section…" One suggested.

The word 'chip' alarmed me. "What did you do?" I demanded, fear rushing through me.

"We've installed an additional chip so you can stay in constant contact with Luxray." One murmured.

My eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"Our hope is that it'll give you strange visions of what Luxray is doing, you know, seeing what Luxray's seeing. Luxray should be able to see where you are too with this new instillation."

"Yes, but what about the first chip? What the hell is that? I didn't know I had another implant." I growled, my eyes glaring daggers.

The doctors didn't respond at first. "You received your first one when you were one year old. Giovanni has had great plans for you since the very beginning. You will find out who has the other chip in time, most likely when Giovanni sends you out on your mission." The doctors explained, scribbling something on a clipboard before I could ask more questions and left.

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About a month has passed and Luxray and I are fully recovered from the surgery. Giovanni has requested me to come to his office today so I can receive my mission.

But my meeting with my father isn't scheduled until four 'O clock tonight, so I'm training Luxray at the moment.

Arianna, (my least favorite commander) called both me and my Pokémon weak, so I challenged the arrogant bitch to a Pokémon battle.

It was Luxray versus Ariana's Arbok.

"Thunder fang!" I cried, watching as electricity foamed at the large Pokémon's fangs, his hackles rising as testosterone flooded his system when the battle began.

Luxray lunged at the purple cobra, claws outstretched and pure red hot fury boiling in his gaze.

"Dodge and counter with rock slide." She said lamely, over exaggerating a yawn.

"Bok!" Arbok hissed, darting abruptly to the right before summoning a rock fall.

I thought fast, not wanting the red head that had tormented me since day one to have the pleasure of winning. "Use iron tail to smash the rocks!" I commanded, gritting my teeth as Luxray struggled to keep up with the falling, jagged rocks.

"Alright, now sludge bomb." Ariana said dryly, only aggravating my further.

"Charge beam!" I yelled, watching as Luxray, still panting from shattering the falling boulders, shot a powerful electrical beam at Arbok, both Pokémon getting struck with their opponents' attacks.

Luxray's fur was soaked with the venom from Arbok's attack, and Arbok was thoroughly electrocuted and was most likely paralyzed.

Ariana seemed to wake up after her Pokémon was hit with the devastating attack. "Earthquake!" She commanded.

"Give that snake some swagger!" I smirked.

"Lux." Luxray responded, confusing the poison type before it could shake the earth around them.

The Arbok struck itself in the eye with her tail, crying out in pain, much to Ariana's dismay.

"Snarl!" I called, pleasure filling me as Ariana began to panic. Luxray nodded, ferociously snarling at Arbok, blowing the pathetic thing to the ground, defeated.

Luxray gave a roar of triumph, looking to me for approval.

Why is it always looking back at me for a praise? Does it want to make me proud? I pondered, giving an awkward half nod of approval.

"Excellent." I said hardly. A faint spark of happiness and pleasure flickered for half a second in Luxray's gaze. I would've given it a light pat on the head if he wasn't still soaked from the sludge bomb.

I returned the sludgy pokemon to his poke ball, smirking arrogantly at the commander. "Looks like I'm the one with the better Pokémon, bitch." I laughed, enjoying the rage in her eyes.

She forced a shrug. "Oh well, at least I'm smarter than you. I've actually seen the real outside world. You've only seen a little on TV when Giovanni allows it." She smirked, returning her fallen Pokémon and exiting the arena.

I nodded at my two escorts, telling them that I was ready to go back. "Actually, your appointment with Gio- I mean your father is in ten minutes." One said curtly, cowering with shame as the other grunt glared at him for making a mistake. I rose an eyebrow, but shrugged and followed them without a second thought.

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"It's time you knew." He said, his Persion curled up on his lap.

"Knew what? What that first chip does?" I asked challengingly. "That is for a… later day. Today you must learn of what I have been prepping you for since day one." Giovanni said, scratching Persion behind his ears.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in frustration. "Fine, what is it that I've been training for?" I grumbled, refusing to make eye contact.

"The reason we've made your body fire resistant, a lightning rod, have advanced lungs, and condition your body to this extent is because in order to acquire something very important, you must become a Pokémon ranger."

Whoa! who'd seen that one coming?! Ok, next chapter coming soon along with the next chapters of Lost and WillowClan and probably Selection Course ~ Later!