Hello everyone. I had this idea before Christmas, and I just wanted to get it written out when got chance. I'm not 100% which direction it will take, or whether anyone will even want me to continue it. It's not very long, and it jumps through time kind of fast, but it will get better once the plot gets going. Take a look; let me know what you think :)

Disclaimer: - I don't own Skins or Pokemon and take no credit for any of the characters etc.

Naomi, aged 11.

"Naomi, I'd like you to meet Professor Oak." Pushing the stray blonde hairs from my face, I glanced upwards. I was met with the brown eyes of an older man. Probably late 60's, carrying a satchel and what looked like a red electronic notebook.

Oh great, Gina's dating another weirdo. Since my Father left, she kept brining these men home all the time.

"Lovely to meet you Naomi." The skin around his eyes crinkled with his sincere smile. Something about him looked oddly familiar, but I didn't remember Gina bringing him home before.

I continued to stare silently at him, until the realisation hit, that I wasn't actually going to speak.

"So, err, Naomi. Your Mother tells me you're 11? And you know what that means don't you?"

I shook my head, not understanding his question.

His eyes lit up, "It's about time you got your first Pokemon!"

Pokemon? Really? It suddenly all made sense. Oak. Professor Oak. The guy of the television! I knew I recognised his face from somewhere.

Long story short, turns out my father, who would have thought, was actually some professional trainer of on some far island in the Sinno region, which meant I was in line to become a trainer myself back home in Kanto. Amazing!

Present Day. Naomi, aged 19.

"Blaze, use Flamethrower!" I called, watching as my Charizard took a deep breath, standing tall before unleashing his fury on an innocent Caterpie. He roared in victory as the Caterpie slumped over, unable to battle anymore.

As the flames died down, I took a moment to take in his beauty. He was a dragon Pokemon, three times as big as me when stood on his hind legs. His wings were almost as large as his body, a teal colour on the inside of them. A flame shone brightly on his strong tail, holding the power to his existence, for if his tail flame were to go out, well, it's not worth thinking about.

I sensed his discomfort. We'd been doing tough structured training all day; it was about time he rested. My Jolteon, Bolt, had been doing the same training, but tired faster than Blaze.

"Blaze, return." My eyes followed the beam flowing from Blaze's Pokeball, and watched his silhouette turn red before he disappeared before me. I put his ball into the worn satchel, along with Bolt's and flipped open my Pokedex, once again scanning over the details of my next opponent.

So far, I had seven of eight badges. I just needed one more before I hit Victory Road on my way to Indigo Plateau and the League, where I would face the famous Elite Four.

My last opponent, owner of the Earth Badge, was well known redhead, Emily Fitch.

I'd heard a lot about her. People mostly said the same thing. That she pummeled her opponents to the ground, before laughing and telling them where the door was. She was cold hearted, and thought herself as a bit of a badass.

So, my aim was to switch the board, and well, completely pulverize her, and leave with the Earth Badge, screaming my victory as I left.

Sharing this victory would be only Blaze, my Charizard, and Bolt, my Jolteon. Although my team was small, we had something that not a lot of trainers had these days, love and friendship. We'd been through thick and thin together, and it showed through in our battle techniques.

I closed the Pokedex after taking one final look at Miss Fitch. Challenge accepted, excitement rippled through me. But at first I must heal Blaze and Bolt.

I arrived 40 minutes later at Viridian City's Pokemon Centre. I charged through the door, earning confused glances from the locals, as I strode up to the help desk. Got to keep up appearances if I'm to take on Miss Fitch tomorrow evening. Confidence during a battle is one of the most important techniques.

"Good evening Nurse Joy, and it is a lovely evening now I've had the chance to see you of course." I threw in a wink as well, enjoying her flustered reaction.

"Trainer Campbell, lovely to see you again." She said, eyes running over my body, taking in my loose boy shorts, grubby vest and high top trainers. "Can I take your Pokemon?" Nurse Joy asked, voice dripping with lust.

"Yes Nurse, you can." I grinned. She took Blaze and Bolt from me, giving me one more suggestive look, and went off into the back room.

I chuckled to myself, the effect I had over the women around here boosting my ego slightly, making me ever so much more confident for my battle with Miss Fitch tomorrow.

I woke with a start, my Pokedex blaring out some ridiculous noise. I fumbled around, my hands brushing over a glass of water, almost toppling it over, before finally finding the thing and hitting the snooze button.

Again the stupid Pokedex awakened me. This time the tune stopped before I had chance to reach for it. I chanced opening my eyes, only to be blinded by the sun glaring through the curtains. I groaned and buried my head further into the pillow, wishing that I still had a few more hours till I had to be up.

Then I remembered, today was the day I took on Emily Fitch for the Earth badge.

My mood changed instantly, as I got my head into fight mode.

After having a shower and breakfast, I headed out to the grassy area just outside the city, nearby to the hotel I was staying at.

Blaze and Bolt were released. I checked them over thoroughly, before letting them roam around freely. Whilst they were occupied I checked my satchel to make sure I had all the supplies I needed. Revive, check. Hyper Potion, check. Full Heals, check.

Later on, stood outside the gym, nerves had time to kick in.

I heard a cry coming from inside, and was nearly knocked over as a small girl with dark hair ran past me, cradling her injured Pokemon. I watched in horror as she ran towards the Pokemon Centre, tears streaming down her face.

Oh gosh, I thought to myself, what am I letting myself in for?

Nevertheless, I must face Miss Fitch at some point, and today, is that day.

Well there it is. Thank you for reading if you got this far. I'd really like to know any thoughts you have, so don't be afraid to let me know, I don't bite :)

- iMakesPaxtch.