Hello everyone, I'm DDW, and I'm here to bring a new story. I have to say that I support BassGuitarShipping and that it's going to be one of the pairings of this fanfic. (Other pairings that will follow are BiancaXHilbert, CherenXHlida, and RosaXHugh.) So anyway, this story is going to more or less follow the story of the the BW game plot although as you read in the description, Nate will be joined on his journey by a certain Poisoned type Gym Leader. So on with the show I guess, but first...

-Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

Nate watched in terror as Riolu fell, his HP had hit zero, while his foe's Lillipup stood over his own pokemon victoriously. Nate now only had one pokemon left on his team before this match was done and he lost. Returning his fighting type he stared at it's pokeball. His opponent then began to speak.

"Your Pokemon did well," Cheren began, "remember that this is not only your first gym battle, but their's as well. You need to remember that they are just as much in this battle as you are, Nate."

The young rookie trainer looked from the much more experienced battler, to his pokeball again, before smiling and nodding in an epiphany, "I understand. Thank you Riolu, you were awesome out there." Returning his pokemon to his belt, Nate pulled out his starter, "alright Oshawott, I know we can do this."

Cheren adjusted tie, as he his excitement began to build in his chest. This little habit of his was a reminder that he used to keep himself focused in the heat of battle. The new Gym Leader hadn't had a battle this fun since...since..."Alright, Nate! As a Gym Leader, I aim to be a wall for you to overcome. Lillipup use Tackle."

"Oshawott, use tackle too." Both pokemon hit eachother dead on. Although it seemed as though Cheren's pokemon took more damage. Still fatigued from its previous battle with Riolu. Even now, after his defeat, Nate saw that Riolu's contribution was paying off, and what's more that he was proud of his team. But what's more, he felt as though he was taking damage along with his pokemon, that he shared in their pain 'so this is want Cheren meant. Pokemon aren't meant to be tools as Team Plasma said, they're our partners, but even more. We're connected.'

"Use Bite, Lillipup," the pup's fang bit into Oshawott's arm. Then it viscciously tossed him towards Nate's side. Nate was about to recall his first pokemon, seeing that he had already sustained a lot of damage. However, Oshawott simply got up, ambitious and not ready to give up. Giving it's trainer a look, Oshawott made it clear that it was not ready to give up yet, not until it was down and out.

"Alright Oshawott," Nate felt the blood running through his veins light on fire, blazing with the passion and the potential of a great trainer, which did not go unoticed by Cheren, "Water Gun, full power!" The blast of water shot out of the otter's mouth, rocketing the opponent's pokemon across the battlefield, past Cheren, and into the wall. It's eyes, reflecting the swirls that indicated a defeated pokemon. "We won?"

"Osha." The blue otter nodded his head towards his trainer, confirming his question.

"WE WON!" the fourteen year old rookie ran up and grabbed his first pokemon, hugging for all he was worth. Bring out his Riolu, he gave him an embrace as well. Beam at his partners, he spoke, "we won our first Gym battle! Thanks guys, I really couldn't have done it without you both."

Cheren decided now would be a good time to speak, "this! This is what a real Pokemon battle is," he approached the three of them. "That battle has made me feel really glad you were my first challenger as a Gym Leader… I give you this in honor of the strength you and your Pokémon showed!" With that being said, he gave him the Basic Badge, as proof of his victory at the Aspertia Gym. "You love your pokemon, as you face off against the other Gyms throught Unova, you will meet several Gym Leaders. While they have different personalities and training methods, one thing is certain. They too, love their Pokemon. I believe you will grow to be a great and powerful trainer."

"How come?"

Cheren smirked as he already had a responce ready, "you remind me of someone that I haven't seen in a while. Come on, I have a healing station in the building."

It was getting late in Virbank City. The sun was starting to set, while the shops were already closing up for the night. Meanwhile, walking through the streets was a usually energized Gym Leader was finding it hard to not be so exhausted after a twelve hour jam session. On top of finding the time to practice with her band, she also had to train her pokemon. Not like it mattered though, No one ever made it passed her two bandmates, Billy Jo and Nicky. Making it home, she let loose a small but nonetheless much needed sigh to breath out some steam. Opening the front door, she took in the appearance of her apartment.

The walls lacked any sort of pop or color as they remained as gray as they were when she and her father first moved in. Not that she was complaining or anything, she actually liked the nuetral color scheme. Well not nuetral, more like pessimistic and slightly depressing. Not that she would was depressed or anything, Roxie just prefered a less "girly" and bright approach to her style, including her choice of home decor. Well, that and she was pretty lazy and didn't feel like changing anything. The Kitchen was on her imediate right and the dinner table was in front of her. The daily routine, was that her dad would come by, get the mail and leave it for her to sort out. Then by the time he got home they would eat the dinner that she made. Roxie may have been many things, short tempered, a sick bass guitarist, and especially a tomboy, but one thing she was definetly not was a terrrible cook. The platinum blonde almost swore as soon as she saw the amount of letters were left for her on the nearby table. 'Maybe today I'll ask Grimer to in her father's food and poison the jerk.'

"Hey, old man," she called out, but was met with silence, "the ass is probably still at the movie studio. What I wouldn't give for him to get negative feedback on his first film." She let out a small sigh. She did feel bad about not wanting her father to succeed, but she also knew that at least half of these were from many citizens that needed to have their captain transport them to Castelia City. Truth be told, he just wasn't that good. At both managing his time for two jobs...and at acting. "So let's see what kind of crap mail I got today. Fan mail, fan mail, a warning letter for my dad to get to work from his boss, bills and...a series of complaints from city residents about my old man. Arceus damn it." To add to the list, she was a fourteen and while she'll never voice her thoughts, she was to feel a bit insecure about herself. Whether it be her punk rock appearance or even her explosive personality, Roxie believed that overall, she wasn't too attractive. But that didn't mean she lost any of her confidence in battle or rockin' out. That's just who she was.

She was brought out of her musings by the sound of the door swinging open. She turned to face whoever dared to interupt her self assessment. It was Pop Roxie, "hey sweetheart. I just got back from the studio, what are all thoses?" He gestured to the paper that was in his daughter's hand. The man's face began to falter slightly when he saw that his daughter's mouth wasn't even budging.

"Look old man, we need to have a talk," Roxie said in a serious tone while taking a seat in a nearby chair. Pop Roxie took a seat across the table from her, nodding his head. Too afraid to even utter a word, just in case he might say even the wrong syllable. Roxie laughed in the back of her mind, realizing that way too often was it when she, the daughter, was scolding her father like a child that desperately needed guidance from their parent, "I just got a letter from your boss, you haven't been showing up at the docks. You're in danger of losing your job. I know you're going through a phase where want to be some movie star, but you have to remember that you have duties to uphold in the city."

Then he did something that really pissed off Roxie, he seemed to wave her off. As if he were dismissing her, "don't worry, I know what I'm doing Roxie. If my daughter can handle the responsibilties of owning a club and being a Gym Leader. Then I'm sure I can be able to be an actor and still captain my boat."

"Alright, you idiot," she retaliated, already having lost her patience with the deluded man in front of her, "first off, don't compare yourself to me. I worked hard to hold both of the positions that I have. It wasn't something I decided in one day. Second, you obviously can't do both if you can't pay the costs of your boat. Lastly, you have a huge ass list of citizens that need you to ferry them across. You're the only captain that ferries passengers to Castelia and you have an obligation to them. You have responsibilities to yourself, me and all of those people to do what you do best."

Pop Roxie let out a sigh, realizing that he was beat, "okay, Roxie. I'm hearing you. But, I'm not going to give up on this dream of mine. You're not the only one with ambition around here, you know. You'll see, once my movie comes out in theaters, things will change." Roxie had heard enough, she slammed her fist onto her table as she stood abruptly. She then stormed aggressively into her bedroom, leaving her father dumbfounded. He waited patiently for the Gym Leader to emerge from her room, only to find that when she did, she came out with her bass and a suitcase in tow, "what's with the bag?"

"I just can't stand to be around you right now! How can you be so FUCKING STUPID AND SELFISH?! I'M LEAVING RIGHT NOW!"

"Alright then, so where will you go then? And you say I don't think things through."

"I don't know yet, but what I DO know, is that I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE!" And with those words, she departed from the building.

Nate exited the front of the Aspertia Gym to find that it had already gotten pretty late. It had already been Twilight when he passed through the door. His pokemon were already healed, so he decided that perhaps he should stop on by home and have a little relaxation while catching up with his mom. Besides, he wanted her to meet Riolu for the first time, yeah it was a bit silly, but he was very proud of both of his Pokemon. And the simple truth of the matter was that he would love every pokemon he caught, and that right now, he was estatic to catch his next one.

"Heeey," came a piercingly high voice that drew Nate's attention. The big green hat was all the indication that he needed to know who it was, "how was it? How did your Pokémon battle with the Gym Leader go? Oh! If it isn't the Basic Badge! Wow! Amazing! And you just set off on your journey with your Pokémon! You definitely have potential as a Trainer! I'm sure of it! This is from me! It's the TM for the move Return," Bianca seemed to love having this completely one sided conversartion with him. He knew at this point that getting a word in edgewise would prove to be futile. So he accepted the gift and opted to allow her to finish her explanation. "When a Pokémon knows Return, the more it gets along with the Trainer, the more powerful the move is!" She seemed to stop and quietly looked at the gym, almost as if she was waiting for something, "still that Cheren..."

"Bianca," speak of the devil, "it's been two years, hasn't it?"

"Oh wow! W-what's up?" They act as though they came from the same town.

"I thought it would be a good idea to register each other in the Xtransciever!" The new Gym Leader grabbed Nate's arm and comically punched in a few codes against his will, "now, you can communicate with me from your Xtransceiver."

"M-me, too!" She too followed suit and also grabbed the young trainer as he deadpanned at her. "I registered Professor Juniper for you too." These two definetly are from the same place, there was no doubt in Nate's mind. Though he would have to put this little theory to the side for now, as now was the time when his Xtransciever got a call from none other than the Professor herself.

*Blip* "Hi there Nate, I'm Professor Juniper. Bianca told me you accepted the Pokedex! Thank you so much! Thanks to you, we will all know more about Pokemon and be able to get along with them better!" Almost as eccentric as Bianca. No wonder she was picked as her assistant.

"It's no problem at all, Pro-" He was cut off by the blonde next to him.

"Hi, Professor Juniper! It's really interesting over here! There are sooo many Pokemon we couldn't prove were here two years ago!"

Thank you for going so far for this erand, Bianca," her eyes widened as she noticed the forth person that was in the call "And, Cheren, how are you enjoying being a Gym Leader?"

"Professor Juniper, it's been a long time. I'm glad you're doing so well," his smile faltered slightly as he scowled a bit, "the Gym position is very tough...If I had my usual partners..."

'Usual?!' Nate couldn't believe what he heard. This guy was tough enough as it was. And now he finds out, that he actually has a more powerful team. 'So what was I batling earlier? Some sorta nerfed team for weak trainers.'

"Oh, Cheren..." Juniper continued, "having battles that come down to the wire will make you a Gym Leader who deepens the bonds between your challengers and their Pokemon, right? It'll be fine."

Bianca seeme ready to burst, "Cheren's a Gym Leader, I'm an Assistant Pokemon Professor, and Hil-..I mean Nate here is a new trainer, but we always have Pokemon by our sides!" Cheren was able to notice that she seemed a little off by that statement, but decided he'd ask her about it later.

"That's right Bianca. Our world is a world where we live with Pokemon. Everyone! keep that in mind as your dreams with your Pokemon. Particularly you, Nate. The Pokedex may be important, but... First enjoy your journey with your Pokemon to your heart's content!" *Blip*

"Hey, Nate! Isn't Professor Juniper cool," Bianca was getting into one of her rambles, "if you talk to her on the Xtransciever, she'll evaluate the completeness of your Pokedex or tell you a lot about how Pokemon evolve. And you can call us, too, of course! I'll tell you how well you and your pokemon are getting along, OKAY?!"

"Bianca makes a good point," Cheren built off of her comment, "I'll tell you what I know about Pokemon Abilities and Pokemon type matchups."

"Alright, the gym is this way, Rosa...hey wait, is that Nate?"

Said boy could only sigh as he knew who the two teenagers heading his way were, "hey Hugh. Sup Rosa. What took you guys so long?"

Rosa was the one to respond to the question, "Terrible, after all three of us chased off those Team Plasma goons and rescued Herdier, Captain Rage over here decides that an extra search should be conducted just in case there were any more grunts. Meanwhile, you sneak off to do Arceus knows what. So I'd like to know just what that was," she demanded crossing her arms. Nate simply reached into his bag and pulled out a rectangular case. Opening it, he displayed his very first badge. Hugh seemed to act indifferent towards it but Nate his friend was impressed. Rosa on the other hand, had her eyes light up at the sight as she admired the small piece of metal. However, her face soon turned to reflect her annoyance, "you really couldn't wait for me so I could see the whole battle."

"It's not like I need to ask for your permission or anything, Rosa. I'm the big brother, remember?"

He knew he had hit his target right in the middle as she saw the female brunette go red with frustration, "yeah, by only like fifthteen minutes."

"Fifthteen minutes and twenty- seven seconds, actually. And in that short amount of time, I managed to grow fifthteen time smarter tahn you are."

As the two of them bickered and Hugh watched in amusement, the Gym Leader and Assistant Professor began to have side conversation. "So, Cheren, do those two remind of any other set of twins that we happen to know?"

"Yeah, but not just in terms of banter or personality. Nate even battles like Hilbert did. Makes me wonder if him and Hilda ever found N out there...So, is everything ok, I think I know how you feel at the moment."

"Yeah, thanks Cheren, I guess Hilbert has just been on my mind a lot. I-I guess I just really miss him..."

The Leader sent her a reassuring smile, "I'm sure they'll return home soon enough."

Bianca beamed back, "guess we're just hopeless at this point." Her weak attempt at humor had somehow gotten the pair to laugh mainly at just how true it was. Their jovial outbursts caught the attention of Hugh, who jumped as soon as he made eye contact with Cheren, "are you the Gym Leader? One, Two, Three-let's battle!" At their friend's hot-headedness, the two trainers facepalmed. What a disrespectful way to request a battle.

"You look like a tough Trainer," said Gym Leader seemed to seize up his challenger, "please come into my Pokemon Gym. You too." He gestured to Rosa, who jumped up and down in her spot before following in after Hugh.

"Alright, Rosie, I'm heading home. I'll see ya there after the battle," Nate called out to his twin, good luck!"

Bianca was slightly confused, "huh, I thought you'd want to see the battle."

"Oh, umm...I guess. But I'm heading out again tomorrow and I think my friends here deserve to relax a bit."

"AWWW," the young woman cooed, "that's very sweet of you. I can see why Cheren was so happy after his battle with you. You genuinely care about your Pokemon, and I can't wait to see your progress. Which reminds me..." Bianca held out her hand as if expecting be given something. After a few moments, Nate figured out what she wanted and held out his forearm with a sigh. The sixteen year old grabbed his wrist and held her Xtransciever over his own. After a beep, she let go. "There you go, now you can use C-Gear. The C-Gear is a cool device for communications, such as Infrared Connection or Nintendo Wi-Fi connection."

"Umm...thanks? But what is it used for? And what's Nintendo?"

"Oh it's awesome! You can use it to connect to other People that have this device. Using it, you can have virtual battles with Trainers and also trade with them. And as for Nintendo, well they're the people who are in charge of almost, if not all of the wireless internet connections throughout the world! Surprised you didn't know about them. So, what are you going to do now?"

"Just going to see my mom is all."

"You know, there's another Pokemon Gym in Virbank City, which is just past Floccesy Town. The Gym Leader there may be tough, though I'm sure that as long as you trust and believe in your team, you should do fine. I'm really rooting for you here." Nate smiled at the blonde. There was no doubt that Bianca was a bit of a charismatic scatterbrain. However, Nate was surpirsed to find that she was also remarkebly wise for her age. He felt glad that he was able to meet her and call her at the very least an aquaintence. "Alright, you should get on home. If I keep you here any longer your sister might have time to battle Cheren and get to your house before you. Now go on, you have a big adventure ahead of you." With a nod and a smirk, the brunette set off on his destination, completely oblivious but still open to whatever was to come.

A/N: And that is chapter one. Anyone who has made it up to this point, I just want to say thanks for reading. This is my second fanfic ever, and my first Pokemon one. If you want to read my other story, fair warning, it's about Fire Emblem Awakening. So if you're a fan of that series, I invite you to read it, and if you're not a fan of Fire Emblem, you're free to read too. I'll be uploading every two weeks or so, though I might take vacations. Which is weird since this what I like to do in my free time.

Lastly, I really welcome feedback. Whether it be positive, criticism, or somewhere in the middle, I still find it to be support that can help me improve on my writing. So I encourage everyone to leave reviews. Just no bashing, and I'm not overly sensitive or anything, but when I get a review or comment, I want it to be productive. Like, someone saying, "I want to see more of this or try to include this more into your writing," is completely fine. But I don't want some troll in the comments, because I do that too (guilty as charge) and I just feel crappy afterwards. So that's it, so I'll part with these words, "Live, Long and Prosper."