For the love of a game.
Chapter 1
I don't own Pokémon.
Emma pov
Since I was a little kid, I'd been in love with Pokémon. The first show I had ever watched was Pokémon. So, when I got my first game-boy color with the three original games, Red, Blue, Green, and Yellow, on my seventh birthday I was overjoyed. What I hadn't expected was the true adventure I would get from the games.
I, like any one would at first, didn't really care if my Pokémon got hurt as long as they won the battle. But, as I watched the show and paid close attention to miner details in the game, I noticed that there was more to the game then I first thought. But, I never really got the connection between a Pokémon and their trainer until a few months ago.
It started like any of gaming session. I was playing Pokémon Blue. I was battling again Lorelei and had just lost my most powerful Pokémon, my starter, a charizard nicknamed Amber, when Lorelei stopped the battle. I was so confused, this had never happened before. I had played and beaten this game many times and never once had any of the other trainers called a halt to the battle right in the middle. I stared at the tiny screen in shock as the image changed to one of Lorelei looking at me, not my sprite, me. At this point two things run through my head. 'Wow, this is cool." and "Creepypasta much?!"
A text box appeared. "I know from the amount of times you have played, that you love Pokémon, but you still fail to grasp the connection between Pokémon and their trainers. Come back when you understand what you have done." A blinding flash came from the screen of my game and I dropped it in surprise and fear. The next thing I knew everything was black.
"Miss? Miss, are you alright?" I groaned, I knew that voice, but I couldn't pinpoint where I had heard it. "Come on, wake up. We need to check for a concussion." That voice I knew where I had heard it. That was the voice of Nurse Joy in the old Pokémon show! My eyes flew open and I was met with the concerned looks of Professor Oak and Nurse Joy. I bolted up "What the hay!" I cried as confusion and shock overwhelmed me. "Where am I, who are you?"
Professor Oak tried to calm me down, but failed when he said his name was in fact Professor Oak. I was starting to hyperventilate. "Calm down, please!" Urged Nurse Joy, she turned to her Chancy. "Chancy, use sing!" a sweet melody soothed me as I took deep calming breaths. When I was calm the Professor tried again. "Miss, what were you doing out there without a Pokémon?! It's quite dangerous." I fought down more shock at this and tried to act normal. "I-I, I don't know what you mean. The last thing I remember I was at home." Well, that wasn't a lie.
"What is your name? Where are your parents?" I know they were just trying to find out what happened to me, but I couldn't help but feel a stab of pain when they brought up my family, seeing as I lost them only a few weeks previous.
"My name is Emma Rose. I don't have a family anymore." The two looked saddened by this and Nurse Joy pulled the professor aside. They must have thought I couldn't hear them… "No family and no Pokémon? Professor, this worries me. She looks almost eleven, what is a girl her age doing without a Pokémon?" They looked at me while I pretended to be clueless "I don't know, but it worries me as well." They turned to me again. "How old are you, Emma?" I perked up at the question because I actually knew the answer. "I turned ten the other day."
They start talking aside again "Garry and Ash are leaving on their journeys today; perhaps I can get them to take her along. She seems lost and confused, maybe being with someone her age will help." Nurse Joy nodded and turned to me. "We have a few Pokémon available if you would like to choose one to get you started." I looked confused. Nurse Joy left and came back with three Pokeballs. I looked at them; I knew from experience that the three Pokémon were most likely a Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle. I looked at them and wonder what I should do.
Suddenly, I felt a tug in my heart toward one of the Pokeballs. I picked it up and felt a familiar, yet very new warmth and joy. I pressed the button and a very small Charmander came out of the ball. It smiled up at me as I slowly returned the smile. "H-Hi, I'm Emma." I said offering my hand for it to shake. -It nice to meet you, Emma. - I almost jumped as the sound to the little fire lizard's voice filled my mind.
Professor Oak smiled at the two of us "Well, it seems I don't need to explain. Why don't you give Charmander a nickname?" I thought for a moment. Normally, I would name the Pokémon after a gemstone of some kind, but going off the fact that this certain Charmander sounded like a male, I didn't think he would appreciate a name like Amber. Then, I remembered a name that seemed perfect, my deceased older brother's name. "Jason." I murmured.
Jason smiled his approval and nodded. At that moment, Garry and his groupies came in. I stood up with Jason in my arms. We both watched the group with distaste. -What a show off.- grumbled Jason's mental voice. _Yeah, he's as bad as I remember._ Gary walked up to Professor Oak like he was his superior or something. "Hey, gramps. I'm here for my Pokémon." I growled at his cocky attitude and he looked me for the first time. "Who are you supposed to be?"
I glare at him in response. I knew what this jerk would put his Pokémon through. He glared right back at me and this kept up for a long while. Then, he just ignored me. Just like in the show, he chose his Pokémon, but, like in the show, I didn't know who it was. I watched him go and waited for a little bit, then another trainer came in and got a Pokémon. They didn't even acknowledge I was standing there.
I thought about waiting for Ash, and then decided against it. Ash had his own journey to go on. Lorelei said I had to find her, so that's what I was going to do.