A/N: Please go easy on me, people who decide to read this. This is my 1st fanfic. No flames, I will ignore them, but constructive criticism is nice. I have serious commitment issues to stuff like this but I will try my best to update, be patient (if you decide to read this after the 1st chapter). If you don't recognize some of these characters feel free to Google them. I won't bother with describing the Pokémon (they come later), they're almost impossible to, but most you should know. A lot of animes are in this, and OOC-ness, be prepared. Chapters will vary in length. Reviews would be nice and helpful.
I own nothing but the plot and any OCs.
Not-So-Ordinary Day
16 year-old Sakura Haruno had been calmly walking home from school. This girl had heavily-layered bright pink hair that reached her chin and doe-like eyes accompanied by a slightly overgrown forehead. She wore a black short-sleeved "Creature Feature" top, black baggy cargo pants, steel-toed combat boots with a studded belt and elbow-length fishnet gloves. A black-and-red plaid book bag was thrown over her shoulder. Her most striking features however, was the slightly-curved clean-cut slashes that started from the corners of her lips and carved upwards, stitched with thick dark thread, in the shape of a horrific grin.
It was a nice day, an ordinary day. The sky was a nice healthy blue. While it was dotted with a few white fluffy clouds, none covered the sun. A nice soft breeze occasionally blew by. She should've known something bad, or at least weird, would happen. But, alas, soon enough her hopes were dashed.
The pinkette paused in her walk when she heard a strange humming noise. She turned her head in the direction of the sound before cocking her head in a fashion reminiscent of a curious bird. She noticed an odd glow coming from within the bushes to her left. Crouching down on all fours she crept forward, carefully pushing aside branches and leaves to reveal a bright pink and blue orb the size of her palm. Sakura slowly reached out to it but the moment her fingertips brushed its smooth surface, it burst into multi-colored sparks like fireworks before fizzing out without a trace. The girl suddenly felt as if there was a noticeable shift in the air. A pressure seemed to bear down on her until it became uncomfortable, and then abruptly it was gone. The birds went back to singing, the breeze returned, and Sakura gulped in much needed air. 'Okay, that did not happen. No exploding ball, now weird feelings, no there's not. I should just forget this,' she thought, mentally pushing the ordeal to a dark corner in the back of her mind. She knew this would come back to bite her in the butt, but a few more moments of blissful ignorance before that would be nice.