Hello All! Well, uh, here's the prologue and chapter 1 for my story! I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Seriously? Do you even have to ask? I don't own Pokemon, ok! However, anything you don't recognize, is mine. Just as a heads up, this is the only disclaimer I'm putting.

Prologue: The Prophecy

A tall, slender woman stood atop Mt. Coronet. A smirk adorning her flawless face, she stared eagerly at the crystalline rock in her hands. This was it. The final prophecy, the one that would lead them to completing their mission. Master would be so happy with her. She murmured something inaudible under her breath and lifted the orb above her head in one swift movement. Suddenly, it was immersed in a glowing, white light, and an age old voice rasped:

"Bird of rainbows, beast of sea. Blood will hurt blood, salvation and destruction."

Giants of land and ocean. A friend of a friend.

Darkness and light. Behold black and white.

6 have the fate of the world in their hands.

12 hold the key to unlocking the god of gods."

Chuckling darkly, she slipped the priceless item into her pocket and made her way off Mt. Coronet. It was time to precede to the next step.

Chapter 1: The Saphire Star

All around her there was water. She continued forward towards her destination, floating ignorantly past large schools of Magikarp and Chinchou. Soon, a dark opening in a rock was revealed. She squinted her eyes and pushed aside a few strands of seaweed as she stopped in front of it. Suddenly, a blinding light shone from the ocean's surface and a piercing, yellow eye cracked open from inside the cave.

"Ahhh!!!" Emmie's head shot up from her pillow, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Her brown eyes were wild with fear, and her equally brown hair stuck up in random places. Placing her face in her hands, she took a deep breath. It had only been a dream. The 13 year old furrowed her brow and slowly uncovered herself to step out of bed. That was the 3rd time this month she'd had that same dream. Shivering, she began tucking her Pichu bedspread back into place. What a creepy nightmare.

She glanced out her bedroom window and softly padded towards the bathroom. The sun was barely visible over the ocean's horizon, but her father had without a doubt already left for work. Being one of the two only doctors on the Sevii Islands, it was required of him to work long hours, and still be on call even in his off-time. Emmie faced her reflection in the mirror with a slight grimace. Her skin was pale, and dark bags hung under her eyes. It was obvious she hadn't been getting enough sleep lately. Sighing, she quickly brushed her teeth and prowled under the counter for a brush. When she found one, she began the miserable process of taming her not-so-tamable hair. After five minutes of useless battling she relented and pulled it up into a high pony-tail. It was her usual style anyway.

Emmie returned to her room in a rush and changed out of her very embarrassing Mareep pajamas; No way was she going into public wearing those. Not minding the fact that she knew the small population on Four Island by heart, she selected a dark blue button up shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and sneakers. She liked her clothes simple and slightly tomboyish. After lacing her sneakers, she stood up passed through the small living room of her home. She and her dad didn't need tremendous amounts of space, so they lived in a small house.

When Emmie had almost reached the door, a loud bark sounded in her ears. She spun around to face a wolf-like, black and gray Pokemon. "Uh, what is it Fang?" She asked confusedly. Fang was her father's long time partner, and the only Pokemon he had.

The Mightyena looked at her pointedly. When she didn't catch the hint, he sniffed and strutted over to the cabinet below the sink, pawying on it imploringly. His ruby irises shifted to her again. "Yen,"

"Oh!" Emmie exclaimed sheepishly after a slight pause,"Sorry boy, I almost forgot!" Fang rolled his eyes while she scampered to his side and grabbed a bag of poke' food from inside. She hurriedly poured some in his red bowl and patted him swiftly on the head before dashing out the door.

Emmie inwardly repremanded herself as her shoes made contact with sand. How was she ever going to take care of her own pokemon if she couldn't even remember to feed one? Then she remembered; She wasactually about to have her own Pokemon. In two days to be exact. Tommorow morning she was to board The S.S. Anne, and the next day the ship was going to drop her off in Pallet. Today she was supposed to say goodbye to everyone. Her insides bubbled with excitement at the thought of standing before the famous Professor Oak, selecting her ideal starter Pokemon. She had already made her decision a long time ago, and Squirtle was definitely the one for her. Water Pokemon were her favorite, after all.

Shaking herself out of her daydreams, she realized her feet had carried her to her grandmother Lue's house. Well, technically it wasn't only her grandmother's house, it was also a Pokemon daycare. Emmie didn't hesitate before knocking on the door, then took in her surroundings while waiting for her grandmother to come open it. The daycare was set up rather nicely. The main building was small, much like her own house, as her grandmother was widowed years ago. The inside was only for Lue's own housing, and on occasion, baby Pokemon. The large back yard was surrounded by a tall, white fence that contained the majority of the Pokemon she was babysitting. In the yard, there were many flowers, a few trees, and two small lakes.

"Oh, hello Emmalyn. I hope you haven't come to say goodbye already?" A voice sounded. Emmie redirected her attention to the elderly lady at the door. Her grandmother was a relatively short woman, with long whitish gray hair pinned up at the back of her head, and large, emerald eyes. The eyes of Emmie's own mother. Grandmother Lue, though she was her father's next-door neighbor, was actually her mother's parent. Emmie barely knew anything of her mother, since she had died soon after her birth, and the little she had managed to scrape up was from Lue. The subject was a definite tender spot for her father. All she did know, was this; Apparently, she looked exactly like Emmie, except for the fact she had green eyes. Her name had been Anna, and she had also been an extremely powerful trainer. It had often occurred to Emmie that no one seemed to know exactly where her Pokemon were, but she never voiced the fact.

"Um, actually I have," She admitted, entering the house. A single glance told her no baby pokemon were here today.

Lue sighed sadly, "It's a shame you won't be able to stay longer. The daycare's full at the moment, so I'll be to busy for company,"

"Yeah," She replied, knowing she would miss Lue dearly while she was away on her journey. However, there were few other people for her to miss. With her being the only kid her age on the island, she really had no friends, except for Fang and the occasional friendly tourist.

Lue looked at her for a long moment, calculating. Emmie squirmed awkwardly under her gaze. Finally, the woman opened her mouth to speak,"You remind me so much of your mother, Emmalyn. I have something for you," Her expression blank, Lue drifted into the backroom of the daycare. Emmie stared after her. What could she have to give her?

Several minutes passed before Lue returned, now holding a shiny black case. Her grandmother silently handed her the mystery item. Emmie hesitated. This was definitely strange behavior for her grandmother, normally she was much more...Joyful when giving a gift. Lue nodded at her, edging her to continue. Emmie took a deep breath before carefully opening the box. Her jaw dropped. Connected to a thin silver chain, was quite possibly, the most beautiful stone she had ever seen. It was a five pointed star about the size of a quarter, and she had no doubt it was pure sapphire. "Grandma, I...How?..Why?" She sputtered.

Lue gently took the case, then took the gorgeous necklace out, "Turn around," She commanded. Emmie obeyed, holding her breath as her grandmother placed the chain around her neck. Emmie gasped as the breathtaking jewel settled just below her neck; A perfect fit. It was cool against her skin, but somehow, she felt it belonged there. Her mouth still slightly agape, she grasped the stone in her fingers.

"Why did you give this to me?" She asked confusedly.

"It was your mother's. I've been planning to give it to you on this day your whole life," Lue admitted.

Still very awe-struck, Emmie replied,"Where did my mom get something like this? I mean, I know we aren't poor or anything, but there's no telling how much something like this must cost!"

"Honestly, I don't know the whole story, but she nevertook it off," Lue looked like she really didn't know any more than that, so Emmie refrained from asking any more questions. She wouldn't have known what else to ask even if she had have known, because she never ran out of things to ask about Anna Rogers.

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Darkness had fell hours ago on Four Island, but Emmie was still wide-awake in her room. How could she sleep, when she would begin the most important journey of her life tomorrow? She sat up on her bed, staring unseeingly at the battle on her TV screen. It was only another program about the latest challenger to face the 17-year old champion of Kanto, Tyler Hollands. She flipped the power button off when Tyler brought out his Arcanine. No one ever came close to defeating the fire-type.

Emmie uselessly rummaged through her pack one last time. It was full of everything she would need; Poke balls, potions, poke' food, her spare cloths(Yes, that included her humiliating Mareep pajamas), and of course, a first aide kit. Maybe her father had rubbed off on her, just a tinybit. She sighed and lay back down. She had already said goodbye to everyone, besides her dad. He would be seeing her off in the morning anyway, so she had decided to avoid it until then. Her grandmother wouldn't get to see her in the morning, so that had been taking care off. She subconsciously fiddled with her new necklace.

Emmie really didn't have anyone else to miss. The other islanders, sure, but none of them really counted as friends. The only other kid on the Island was 7 year old Caillie Moss, and she didn't really qualify as a proper friend due to her age. Well, at least she could count Fang. Glancing around her bedroom one last time, she flicked her lamp off and turned over to go to sleep. That was enough for her, and besides, she could make more friends on her journey.

Can't you tell I'm gonna have lots of fun torturing Emmie with those Mareep pajamas? lol =p Please review and tell me what you think about Emmie so far! Oh, and if you feel like you really don't know her personality yet, you hopefully will in the next chapter=] I'll make the next chapter longer, I know this one's really short.

Preview for Chapter 2:

Emmie slugged up the last few stairs, practically exhausted. The sight that met her wasn't the one she expected. Directly in front of the entrance stood a tall, slightly shrimpy looking boy with dirty blond hair and glasses about her age. The two other boys that stood across from each other aggressively, both holding poke balls, were also about her age. The one on her right was blond headed as well, with crystal blue eyes and a slight tan. On her left, a very pale black haired boy with navy blue eyes stood haughtily. Three things happened simultaneously.

One, Professor Oak opened the door, two, all 3 boys turned to face her at once. Three, at that exact moment, the bottom of Emmie's shoe happened to barely scrub the last stair, and she promptly fell flat on her face.

Lol, looks like Emmie's in for some embarrassment, huh?