A Pokemon Trainer By Son of Leonidas

Hello Fanfiction! This is my first attempt at a published story, and I would like you to tell me how I am doing in the comments below. I want to introduce you to the characters before I begin. The setting is in the Pokémon game, in generation VI (X and Y).

Short(ish) disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, or any other movie or T.V. show or company that may be referred to or used in this story.

Alex (short for Alexander)

Type: Human

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Alex is about 5 feet tall, with brown, messy hair, and blue eyes. Alex is first starting out on his Pokémon adventure, and he want to beat the League Champion. He only has his starter Fennekin, but he will catch more Pokémon and pass the Gym Leaders before he can get there.

Pyro

Type: Fire

Level: 5

Age: 6

Gender: Female

Pyro is Alex's Fennekin, who he got as a starter. She has yellow fur, red eyes, and is about 2 feet long. Fennekin likes her trainer, and hopes that he will take her to the Pokémon League.

Moves Learned:

Growl, Tackle, Ember

Legend:

The Author

Thoughts

Pokémon-to-Pokémon speech

Telepathy

Chapter one: New Beginnings

(Professor Sycamore's POV)

I groan as I stand up. "I am getting too old for this" I mutter to myself. I look around my lab, seeing all my failed attempts at making a Masterball.

"Excuse me, Professor?" comes a voice behind me. I jump as I turn around, favoring my back.

"Oh, hello… uh…" I hesitate. What was his name again?

"Alex," says Alex.

"Oh, hello Alex! I am assuming you are here for you starter Pokémon?"

"Yes I am!" Alex says excitedly. I sweat drop. Two other trainers came a while ago and chose two of the three starter Pokémon that I had available.

"Uh, yeah, about that, I only have one more Pokémon for you to choose from,"

"Oh," Alex says warily.

"Hey, Alex, lighten up, I have Fennekin!" I say, hoping that it works.

"That's great! I wanted to choose that one anyway," Alex says. I sigh with relief that it turned out O.K.

"Well, then, here you are!" I say, handing Alex the Pokéball.

"Thanks Professor Sycamore!" says Alex as he walks out the door.

"WAIT," I call. Alex turns around.

"What?"

"I forgot to give you your Pokédex and your Pokéballs!" I say as I hand him the balls and the device. I already taught him how to use both items.

"Oh… Thank you." Alex says, and he walks out the door. I sigh again as I return to making a Masterball.

(Normal POV)

Alex lets out a deep breath as he walks out of Prof. Sycamore's lab. He looks at the Pokéball he has in his hand.

"Well, here is a better time than ever to meet my new friend!" Alex presses the button on the front. A white light emerges from it and forms into a Fennekin.

"Fennekin!" it says.

"Hello, Fennekin, I am your new trainer! My name is Alex. I need to find a nickname for a cute Pokémon such as yourself." Fennekin blushes and nods in agreement. Hmm, Fennekin is a bit boring. Flame is too cliché. I need something tough and original… I GOT IT! Alex turns to Fennekin, who is waiting patiently.

"How about Pyro?" Fennekin nods and yips in agreement.

"I'll take that as a yes. Now are you a boy?" Fennekin shakes her head no.

"Fennekin," She says with a light growl

"Hey, calm down, now I know. Anyway, the next thing I need to do is to catch more Pokémon!" I say. Fennekin seems a bit more at ease now that the question of gender was out of the way.

(Alex's POV)

I walk along the path, feeling great about myself. I remember when I said good-bye to my parents to go meet Professor Sycamore at his lab for my first Pokémon. I look at Pyro and smile. Pyro smiles back. I look up, noticing some tall grass.

"Hey, look, some tall grass! Maybe there is a Pokémon inside it!" I tell Pyro.

"Fennekin!" she says. We walk near the first patch and a shadow leaps at me.

"AHHH!" I scream, falling over. I look up and see a small blue-ish frog on top of me.

"Froakie!" it says as it starts jumping all over me.

"Pyro, use Tackle!" I yell.

"Fenne…KIN!" she says as she charges head-first into the Froakie.

"Froa…kie" it grunts as Pyro tackles it.

"Now Pyro, growl to ward off his attack!" I say as I get up. Pyro growls, and the Froakie, about to attack, steps back in fear. Suddenly, I throw one of my Pokéballs at the Froakie. The ball emits a red beam and the Froakie is sucked into it. The Pokéball nudges three time before dinging, indicating that it was caught.

"YES!" I say as I jump in the air holding the Pokéball.

"Fen!" says Pyro

Now I need a name for this Froakie. Hmmm… how about Cyclone? I think. I let the Froakie out of its ball, bringing a quiet growl from Pyro.

"Hey Froakie," I say.

"Froakie?" says Froakie in a questioning tone.

"How about Cyclone as a nickname for you?"

"Froakie!" he calls happily.

"Now I just need to train you two." I say with a sigh. This was going to be a long and interesting adventure.

-Chapter end-