Hello readers. This is . It's been a while since I've been active on Fanfiction. This is a new account I had created in order to separate my older work from the new work. Before you read, this story does include an OC. Without the OC, the story wouldn't flow properly. I hope you will enjoy this chapter and the later installments to come at a later time. If I see I'm getting a good response to this story after 3-4 chapters, I will continue it. If not, I will discontinue it.

So please, enjoy. It starts off slow at first because the information I am giving you the start off will be important to later chapters.

This is a ContestShipping fanfic, so never forget that

Also, the cover art for this story is 100 percent all drawn by me. Please do not steal or reproduce. In a later chapter I will have the link up for anyone who has a deviantart account and would like to view the photo.

The young woman smirked as the prison facility erupted into violent flames. She sat calmly on her trusty Salamance on a far off cliff which watched over the building. She had already discarded her orange uniform and was back in her signature outfit: tight red jeans, knee high boots, simple black tank top and a metallic, half trench coat jacket; her red, white and black waist length air flowing behind her as the wind picked up. She patted her Salamance on the head.

"Well done. Your flamethrower has gotten quite stronger."

Looking back down at the prison facility, she watched the chaos unfold; that damned prison deserved to burn to the ground. Being locked up for nearly 2 years in the Jhoto region had driven her mad. Lousy prison food and bitchy inmates, she was only happy to be free on the hell hole. Looking around with a disgusted look on her face she scoffed. The Jhoto scenery was distasteful. Looking at her Salamance she only nodded, signaling the Pokémon to burn the crappy orange uniform lying in the grass. Hopping on her Pokémon's back, she patted his neck.

"Take me somewhere new."

Nodding and obeying his trainer's wishes, Salamance flapped his wings and flew west.

May groaned as she reached across her poke-center bed to grab her ringing poke-nav. It was five in the morning and someone has the nerve to call the brunette and disrupt her sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked at the caller ID tag name.

Solidad.

Sighing, May pressed the 'accept' button. The coral haired coordinator's image appeared on the screen; May greeted her.

"Hello." From the tone of her voice, anyone who knew May well could tell she was tired and groggy.

"May! Oh I'm sorry… did I wake you?"

Shaking her head she smiled. "Don't worry about it. What's new?"

Solidad smiled. "I'm just calling to check up on you. Congrats on your fourth win yesterday!"

May's smile grew wider. Just the night before, she had won the contest in Mistralton City, earning herself the fourth ribbon to her collection. "Thanks. Congratulations to you as well on making it to the finals in the Sinnoh Grand Festival. I was so sure that Slowbro would win against Drew's Flygon."

The older woman chuckled. "Ah, well I was close, but he earned himself the victory."

The two coordinators continued to talk for a good solid forty-five minutes until Solidad brought up something.

"Oh May I was meaning to tell you something!"

"What?" May questioned.

"Drew's on his way over to Unova to compete." the older woman said calmly.

All blood that was seemingly in May's face drained rapidly, her race growing pale and her smile instantly gone.

"May?"

"Oh, sorry Solidad; I though you said Drew was coming to Unova." She chuckled nervously.

"He is." 'Way to be blunt Solidad…'

May was completely lost for words. Why did he have to show up just when she was doing so well without him; now she had to worry about crossing paths with him in upcoming contests? Crap.

"Look, May…" The older coordinator said. "He just decided to go – he left as soon as he finished his interview. You shouldn't worry; you're one ribbon away and he has to make up lost time and earn five. As far as I see it, you're ahead of him!"

Cheering up instantly, May smiled. "You're right Solidad!"

"Well, I hate to say this but I have to get going now. I have to finish a few things and run a few errands. You take care of yourself!" And with that the two hung up.

'Drew in Unova…'

The now seventeen year old huffed. Why him of all people? Glancing over at the clock on her bead side table, it read six. She figured she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore after her talk with Solidad, so she hopped off her bed and went to gather her clothing. She would take a shower and then set out to the next contest. As she walked over to the bathroom her thoughts drifted back to thinking about the green haired teen she hadn't spoken to in nearly a year. Since she had decided to go to Unova, she thought that her thoughts of the boy would disappear. Sadly, to her own avail, they hadn't; in fact, her feelings had grown stronger. She finally accepted them upon her first month in Unova. There were times when she missed his snotty remarks and his rose throwing, but she would never admit them.

Taking a twenty minute shower, she dismissed the thoughts of boy. She dried herself, got dressed and headed back into her room. She flipped on the TV in order to get the weather report. Sitting on her bed, she began packing her things back in her bag; every so often she glanced up at the screen to see what kind of news was going on in the region. After the fifth glace, her eyes remained on the screen; the words 'BREAKING NEWS' caught her attention as she reached over and turned the volume up.

"–We just got report that there are now a total of twenty-three people who have been seriously injured in the Jhoto prison fire. There is still no word on where the inmate has escaped to. Police believe that the suspect may have fled to another region. Citizens of all regions are urged to contact police if they see anyone matching the description – "

On the screen flashed a picture of a female, early twenties with red, white, and black hair, holding a prison number: '7436456'. Her eyes were grey and she had a smirk plastered to her face.

May sat and watched the rest of the news report, taking mental notes. A few minutes later she finally got the weather report. It was expected to be sunny and pleasant. She smiles; a great day to continue her journey. Switching off the TV, she grabbed her bag and secured it around her waist. Grabbing her room key, she closed the door of her room and headed to the front desk; she checked out and headed out to go grab herself some breakfast.

She sat patiently in a far off deserted field; she had sent her Salamance to the drugstore in town to go fetch her some hair dye with a note and envelope full of money. After twenty or so minutes, her Pokémon returned, a bag hanging from his mouth. He handed her the scissors, black and blue hair dye and the rest of her change that the clerk had given back to her. She smiled at her trusty companion. Taking the scissors she began to cut her long hair; her Salamance sitting in front of her with a mirror hanging from his mouth. By the time she finished it was a nice respectable length that stopped just below her shoulders. She spent the next 2 hours dying her hair. When she had finished, it was a glossy jet black with bright blue tips. She smiled at her handy work; not a single officer Jenny would be able to make the connection that she was the criminal that had escaped just a day ago.

Reaching into her traveling bag, she pulled out a pair of glasses with a zero magnification. She cleaned them and put them on, looking back at the mirror Salamance was holding. She was a new person. Gathering up the materials, she had her Salamance burn them to ashes. Once her mess had been discarded, she slung her bag back over her shoulder and hopped on her Pokémon.

Patting his neck softly she looked at him. "Take me to the city."

Flapping his wings, he set off. After fifteen minutes they passed a sign that read 'Welcome to Icirrus City'. Racking her brain she finally figured that her Salamance had brought her to the Unova region. Just as they reached the crowded streets, Salamance landed and allowed his master to climb off his back. Smiling at her friend, she withdrew him back to his pokéball so he could rest. She wandered the city; she passed many stores, but none of them grabbed her attention. Sighing she looked into the next store window; she slim figure froze as her grey eyes met the screen.

There on the TV was an image of her old appearance. She smirked and kept on walking. 'Those damn Jenny won't be able to find me this time.' Finally she settled for a small shop down the street. She skimmed the clothes racks looking for something different; she had to lose the old clothes or they would catch her. Grabbing a few articles of cloth she settled for a few tank tops and pants. Her eyes fell upon a deep red long trench coat. Red being her favorite color, she grabbed the jacket to add to her stack of clothes. She found a pair of boots and slick pair of gloves. Heading to the counter, the lady rang her up. She paid and left the store.

Walking back up the street she spotted the PokéMart; she entered knowing she had to stock up on supplies. Grabbing a few potions, pokéballs, and poke-food, she went to the counter to pay for them. As she stood waiting for the old man to scan her items, her eyes fell to a magazine on the rack in front of the counter. Reaching over she grabbed the 'Coordinators' Weekly' Flipping through the pages quickly she placed it on the counter to add it to her list of items. Once the old man finished, she paid him and left the store.

Heading back up the store she went towards the direction of the PokéCenter. Entering the door, she approached the Nurse Joy and rented a room. After receiving her room key, she went straight to her room. Setting her bags down, she reached into her pocket and released her Salamance. He looked at her as she placed some food in front of him. Roaring happily, he began to eat.

Smiling at her Pokémon's actions, she reached into her clothing back and pulled out a grey tang top and a pair of black and white gradient jeans. Heading for the bathroom she changed and re-entered her room to see Salamance sitting there watching her. Patting him on the head she leaned over and pulled the red trench coat out. 'Perfect.' She thought.

Sitting on her bed she grabbed the magazine and began to read. Since she used to be a coordinator, she planned to get back into the competition. She looked over the many coordinators who were in the recent issue; she paused at a 2 page spread and a smirk came onto her face once more. On the left page, it had a picture of a green haired boy holding the ribbon cup from the Sinnoh Grand Festival. On the right page was a picture of a brunette girl standing next to her Glaceon, holding the contest ribbon from the Mistralton city contest. Her smirk grew wider as she read the two pages slowly; taking in every bit of information the page gave. Taking the magazine, she slid it in front of Salamance who looked at the page and looked back at his master.

"Drew Hayden and May Maple" The names rolled off her tongue; her eyes darkened. "This will be one interesting contest season…"

Her Salamance growled agreeing with his trainer.

"So… Who shall we go for first?"

So there is chapter one guys. What do you think? Also, I have a small puzzle for you all. The prison inmate number: 7436456 - want to try decoding that into the 'name'

Thanks for reading.