Disclaimer: No one here owns Pokemon I don't know why I'm putting this here.

Note: The main character of this story has no name and no gender. He/She is the hero of the story, just like in the Pokemon games where you can decide the gender of the main character.

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Pokemon Story New Journey

A few years ago, before I was born, my mommy was a Pokemon trainer. She quit after she got married and became a full-time gym leader. But my daddy is still a Pokemon trainer. I only get to see him once a year. Mommy tells me not to worry because daddy is always thinking about us. I miss daddy a lot. I wish he was always here with us.

"Mommy, why did you marry daddy?" I ask when mommy kissed me good night.
"That's something you'll understand when you're older," she smiled and headed towards the door.

"I wanna know why. Because he's never here..."

Mommy stopped and turned around. "Well, do you want to know how I met daddy?"

I nodded.

"Well, it all began when we were kids," she began,"I was fishing in a lake and I was about to leave. When I finally got a bite, a boy carrying his injured Pokemon in his arms splashed out of the water. He rushed to my bike and ran off with it."

"Then what happened?"

"I found my bike of course. It was destroyed. I was so angry at him that I followed him everywhere until he paid me back."

"Did daddy ever pay you back?"

"...hmm.. The nurse at the Viridian Pokemon center fixed it up and gave it to me," she sighed, "But because I was travelling with him for a long time already, I kind of wished she never fixed it. Actually, I had forgotten all about it."

"What did you do after that?"

"Your aunties wanted me to take care of the gym while they were gone. It was all so sudden that time. I wanted to be alone."

"You were sad because you couldn't be with daddy anymore?"

Mommy laughed, "Yeah, something like that. It's getting late. Time to go to sleep."

Mommy left my room and turned off the lights. Maybe I can be a Pokemon trainer too and go travelling just like how mommy and daddy used to.

--A Few Years Later--

"AAaaaaaaaaggh!!" I screamed as I ran to Professor Oak's lab, "CRAP I'M LATE!!"

I crashed into his lab, "Professor Oak! My Pokemon!?"

He looked at me with calm eyes, "All the Pokemon are already taken."

"N...NOooo!" I fell to my knees.

"Just kidding, I have one more just for you."

He pulled out a Pokeball and handed it to me.

"Um, what is it?" I asked.

"Open it and find out."

So I did. What came out was a Pachirisu.

"Pachi!" it cried.

"Ehh?! It's so cute!!" I hugged it, but felt a little shock from it.

BZZZZTT!!!

"You remind me of your father when he got his first Pokemon," he laughed.

The reason why I became a Pokemon trainer wasn't because I wanted to be like my father or my mother. I want take father's place as Pokemon Champion so mom won't be lonely at home anymore. Whenever father came home, we were always excited that he came back, but it's up to me to send him home permanently.

"Alright, Pachi! Our journey begins!"

...I wonder... Just how long did it take father to become Champion?