The Outsider

By: MadFearow a.k.a. Mr. Snorlax1986

Note: Going a little outside my zone…making a (sort-of) human-centered Pokemon fanfic. But one of the main characters in this one is a Pokemon as well.

Chapter 1: The Explosion at Fuschia City

The TV screened flickered with images of a burning building, with black smoke and dust rising from the orange flames and debris.

"Fuschia City police are investigating an explosion that happened at a Safari Zone warden's house earlier today," a female reporter announced. 'The owner of the house, Rick Amber, and six others were killed."

At home in Saffron City, Rachel and her brother Andrew had their eyes focused on the TV screen as the reporter continued to speak.

"Amber, a warden, was hosting a party for employees of the nearby Safari Zone."

"Wow, this is horrible," Andrew said to his sister.

Rachel replied, "I guess…." In reality, she didn't think so much of the victims. Letting people catch Pokemon as a business? They deserved what they got.

"No one has claimed responsibility, although police have suspected one of the 'Pokemon Liberation' groups to be behind the cause." The reporter continues.

Andrew picked up the TV remote and shut the TV off. "That's it," he said. "No more negativity. I'm starting my Pokemon journey tomorrow."

"Even when you put yourself in harm's way?" Rachel asked. "Well, good luck."

"Rachel, stop being such a baby about Pokemon and battling…." he replied. "They're really cool!"

"Yeah…cool when they use Ice Beam on you," she remarked.

Andrew couldn't stand Rachel's negativity anymore. He got a cushion and smacked his sister with it.

"Ow…what gives, bro? I'm just joking!"

Andrew smacked Rachel one more time before Rachel got a pillow of her own and smacked him with it. Thus, a pillow fight between the siblings commenced. It continued until their Dad came into the room.

"Rachel! Andrew! What are you doing?" Dad asked them in a scolding voice.

They put down the pillows and Andrew spoke. "Rachel's being mean again! She said I might die on my Pokemon journey!"

"Did not!" Rachel shouted.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did –" Dad glared at her before she was able to finish. "Fine, fine. I did. I'm sorry."

Dad gave Rachel a stern look. "Rachel, please go to your room."

"Okay…" she muttered as she headed upstairs to her room and shut the door.

Rachel sat down in front of the mirror and brushed her long blonde tresses – which when she stood up, reached her knees – as she contemplated about today's events and what she had said to her brother. She didn't really want Andrew to die, right? He was still her little brother. Even if she hated Pokemon and Pokemon battling (which was a rarity in this world) she still cared for him and would respect his decisions.

She finished brushing her hair and lay down in her bed. Despite their differences she hoped Andrew succeed, and decided to, alongside with Dad, wish him well tomorrow.