A/N: Welcome to my newest story! This is a story following the basic plot of Pokemon Gold/Silver/Crystal/Heartgold/Soulsilver. It follows the story of a girl named Kris, short for Kristal, and her adventure through Johto (and later Kanto). She is not based on the Kris in any of the manga (which I've never actually read), but rather, she's more like an OC who uses Kris's appearance and basic information but has a personality that I've created myself. A bit similar to Skitty and Vui's Red Rescues, it follows the basic plot of the game but adds personality to the characters, so I hope this story is interesting. As always, any feedback would be much appreciated. The name of this story may later be changed if I think of something better so don't be surprised if it does.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, or any of the characters I use here.
Today seemed like such an ordinary day. I sat in my room and listened to Professor Oak's radio show. Or at least I did, for about half a minute, before turning off the radio. I was bored. Why? I wondered for a second. I loved hearing Professor Oak talk about Pokemon, along with Mary who he shares the show with. I look over at the map of the Johto region that hangs on my wall. It's so big, and I wish I could see more of it. I've been to Cherrygrove City a few times, but other than that I've never been far away from home. But I just love imagining what would happen if I did leave.
I'm eleven, and I'll be twelve in a few months. Ever since I turned ten, I've been old enough to leave home. People over ten in Johto are allowed to ask Professor Elm for a starter Pokemon, but I never did. I don't know why, I just never decided to leave. It's a big decision, right? Some kids are excited and they just up and leave as soon as they turn ten. At least, that's what I've heard.
I think about my small town of New Bark. There's just a few houses and Elm's lab. Off to the west is the only way to leave town, unless you count the water on the east side of town. I occasionally see trainers passing through, crossing the water to get to the Pokemon League or to travel to the Kanto region. I sometimes watch them as they use their Pokemon to help them across the water.
I think so much. Probably because I don't talk much. I'm quiet and shy, never bothering to speak up for myself. It's probably because I'm around adults more often than kids. I haven't been around kids my own age much since I'm stuck living in New Bark Town, where there are no other families with kids. 'Stuck'? Is that really what I just thought about my hometown? I've never really minded living here, but maybe… maybe I do want to leave home.
Bored of sitting in my room, I head to the main room of our small house where Mum was talking to her friend who was visiting.
"Oh, Kristal, Professor Elm wanted to see you in his lab. He said he wanted you to do something for him." Mum says when she sees me. Since it's such a small town, everyone here knows each other. Professor Elm seems to like having me around, so sometimes I hang around in his lab and help him out with simple tasks. I wonder what it could be this time? Last time he wanted to see me, I got to help feed some Pokemon he'd found in the wild that he was studying, which was so exciting. The time before that, he needed me to remind him how to send an email on his computer. So really, it could be anything. "Oh, yeah, and your Pokemon Gear is back from the repair shop." Mum says, picking up my Pokegear from on the table and handing it to me. It had a lanyard I'd attached it to, which I used to hang it around my neck.
"Okay, I'll go and see Elm now." I said. I went back to my room to grab my bag before heading out. Sometimes he gives me things, like books about Pokemon, so I figured it would be a good idea the bring my bag just in case.
As I approached the lab, I noticed someone unfamiliar standing near the lab. This wasn't too uncommon, as trainers sometimes passed through town. But I wasn't sure if he was a trainer. He? Yes, I think it's a he, despite his long hair, which was red and flowed down past his shoulders, almost as long as mine. When I say red, I don't mean ginger. It was full on red, as if he'd dyed it. This wasn't uncommon though; my hair was blue. I had it done last year, and it's one of the most interesting things I've ever done, which kind of says something about my life.
But anyway, this guy who looked to be the same age as me stood just to the side of the lab. I thought maybe he had come here to get a Pokemon from Professor Elm, but it didn't look like he was going in anytime soon. Maybe he's shy too, I thought. But I dismissed the idea, thinking that if he didn't have a Pokemon, how would he have gotten here? He was by himself, and you can't get here from another town without crossing through the tall grass of route 29, which is dangerous without a Pokemon to protect you from the Pokemon that live there. Either way, I didn't know what it was about him, but he seemed interesting.
"So, this is the famous Elm Pokemon lab…" I heard him say quietly. That's when he finally saw me. He turned around. "What are you staring at?" He said, before shoving me away. True, I hadn't realised how close to him I'd ended up standing. Maybe he was one of those people who were really fussy about personal space? Still, I wasn't expecting him to push me like that. I'd stumbled back, but didn't fall to the ground, and wasn't really hurt. I tore my line of sight away from him to head into the lab.
Giving a quick wave to Elm's assistant as I passed him, I headed over to Elm to see what he wanted me to do. He was over at his desk with his laptop. He'd better not need help using that thing again, I thought.
"Ah, Kris, it's good to see you. I've got something I want to ask of you." He said when he saw me. "I got an email" Well at least he remembers how to check his email. "From my colleague, Mr. Pokemon." Is that really his real name? Wait. He didn't meet some stranger on the internet, did he? "Apparently, he's made some miraculous discovery that he wants to show me, but I'm to busy to go and get it from him. So, I'd like you to go and get it for me. He lives on route 30, just past Cherrygrove City. While you've never been further away from home than Cherrygrove City, and you've never left New Bark Town alone, since you're eleven I think you're old enough to get there on your own." I just stood there, nodding every so often, taking in this request. "And besides, you won't be completely on your own." He gestured to a nearby table where three Pokeballs were lined up, with labels in front of them. "I have three Pokemon for you to choose from. I'd like you to take one, so you can make your way to Mr. Pokemon's house."
I slowly waked closer to the table and looked at the labels in front of the Pokeballs. From left to right they read: 'Cyndaquil – fire mouse Pokemon – fire type', 'Totodile – big jaw Pokemon – water type', and 'Chikorita – leaf Pokemon – grass type'. I recognised the names from a book I'd read. I had seen pictures and knew what they looked like. But which one to choose?
A/N: Thanks for reading the first chapter. I've got a pretty good idea of how the rest of the story will go, except that I haven't planned out Kris's team. In fact, as I'm writing this, I'm still not sure what starter I'll have her pick, so feel free to suggest something if you're reading this before I've uploaded the next chapter. I feel like this chapter was a bit short and the others might be a bit longer than this, but I decided to leave the starter a cliffhanger, so I ended it here. So, thanks for reading and I will see you in the next chapter. Bye!