I decided to do a FerrisWheel fanfiction; the idea popped into my head.

So, Hilda has become Champion. Also, her surname will be White.

I don't own Pokemon, if I did, you'd be able to connect to all five regions, and Rydel would've proposed to Brendan, and Budews would be considered cute. Oh, and it's in Hilda's POV, and N is still in an unknown region.

Chapter 1: Aim to be a Lonely Champion.

To become a Champion, is the best achievement a Trainer could ever accomplish, the greatest test they may ever face, and a true sign of excellence. A Champion understands his/her Pokemon, and fights with their own unique style. A champion is kind, and understands the hearts of both People and Pokemon, and will reach out to both. The Champion is an idol, to many young trainers, whom are trying to achieve such a honourable title.

I struggled out of my comfortable bed, and onto the floor, those words I was told still stirring me. It had very busy for me since a few days ago. Becoming the Champion was a spectacular honour, but boy, my schedule sure was tight at times. My PokeGear, that Alder had given to me as a gift ("Trust me, you'll get a lot of calls, and you don't want to see everyone's ugly mug." He told me, and I agreed wholeheartedly) was ringing constantly with calls such as, "Miss. Champion, would you please promote our new product?" or maybe, "Miss. White, we will discuss training sessions, but you're too strong for me. Just a technique, y'know?" or, "Champion, Miss, our lads our having a game versus the Hoenn Team. Would you to as so kind to support them?" or ones telling me of trainers I should look out for. I reached out of my bed and switched off the PokeGear. 10 A.M is just too early to pretend I'm bothered.

Today was my day off, no trainer traffic in Victory Road, so I'm going to relax. I heard my Xtranscevier, ring, and I reluctantly picked it up, but my face lit up when I saw that it is was not people who address me as "Miss. White", but Cheren and Bianca.

"Guys!" I called into the Xtransceiver, at their contented faces. Finally; I worrying that they'd never call me.

"We were just checking up on Miss. Champion herself!" Cheren, teased. I laughed; it felt so relieving to be able to talk to people I like. I was just about to launch on about how Alder drinks this African berry juice which tastes like Pokemon dung, and that Caitlin's rich, in fact, she may be a princess even, and how Darach wears these underwear with scarves printed on them, when Cheren spoke again.

"Yeah, we wanted to check up on you, before we went off to Hoenn together."

"Together?" I asked, trying to hide the hurt tone in my voice. I mean, we have been best friends for so long, we took our very first steps together on Route 1, did that not matter anymore? I know, they think I'm busy, but they could have at least asked…

It was Bianca's turn to speak. "Oh… yeah, we're a couple now! He asked me out last week." She delivered the news, as Cheren stayed smiling, now a small crimson blush present.

I was shocked, but quickly altered my facial expression into an artificial grin, because I realised they could see my expression.

"That's fantastic!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands together, like a Five-year old.

Cheren let out a sigh of relief, and Bianca giggled. They had bought it.

"Well, um, I better head, to support at the Big Stadium in Nimbasa City!" I lied with ease. I definitely was not doing that, especially not with the mood I'm in.

"Alright, Champ, we'll buy you some Lava Cookies!" They chorused and hung up.

Buy me a boyfriend, so I can stop being the third wheel, more like.

I sighed miserably, and dropped my Xtranscevier on the floor. I shouldn't have been so oblivious, I should have realised this… That we'd go in our separate ways.

We were a field of buds. Growing together, it was the time to blossom. But my friends had blossomed into beautiful flowers, without me. I'm not going to shrivel up. I'm the Champion!

…And Alone.

I forced myself to start my day, and enjoy myself. I clabbered down the wooden creaky staircase to the kitchen, where my Mother was, probably eating toast, and filling out the crossword. I was reminded of how a few days ago, when I got back home from being entrusted the great news, she threw herself into my arms, and sobbed, while the startled expression faded off my face. She then did something of a rarity (well, as rare as seeing Mewtwo raving beside you in your local Nightclub); she rang my father who until that exact minute, I didn't know existed. It transpired that he is a Frontier Brain in Hoenn; his full title was Factory Head Nolan. My Mother insisted that they had a civil relationship. If "civil" meant if your divorced spouse comes anywhere near your and his daughter, you'd order your Charizard to use a full-heated flamethrower, then, they were very civil. I often asked her about the identity of my father, and she never revealed anything before now.

He was about 6"2, and with rouge scarred features. His jawbones were clearly visible, and he wore a red hat, crawling out of it was dark brown hair. His hard brown eyes bored up from the photograph into my own.

When he heard the news, he was delighted. "You're certainly my daughter!" He exclaimed. "I always wanted to see you, but your Mother is a-" with a glare from Mum, he stopped abruptly and immediately moved the subject back onto congratulating me.

Seeing my father, made me think that my Mother changed a lot from when she met him. He just didn't suit her now, and I suppose if they had a lengthy relationship (Mother admitted this to me), and even conceived a child together, she must have liked him.

All the events slightly left me awestruck. I wanted to go somewhere that was frozen in a memory, a beautiful memory…

I realised where this place was.

I rushed in the kitchen, made some toast for myself, and shot out the door.

"Hilda, where are you g-" My Mother began to ask, before I cut her off.

"Places, bye!"

I collided with the fresh air. My Embroar stood beside me silently, puzzled. I took my Altaria out the PokeBall, and requested, "Altaria, fly us to Nimbasa City!"

My Embroar instantly realised, and shot me an incredulous look. I glared back at him.

My Altaria obeyed, and my Embroar went back into its PokeBall, as we flew across the region of Unova.

I got off my loyal Altaria, who flew back into the PokeBall. Immediately, I rushed over to the Nimbasa Amusement Park. It had rollercoasters and whatnot, but that wasn't what lured me in here. It was the Ferris wheel that stood in the middle of the park, with its red carriages moving slowly along the circular rails. I was on this Ferris wheel, a year ago, with this boy named N.

I came closer to the Ferris wheel, and spotted that green-haired boy, with the cap, and that cream jacket or whatever it is. I groaned, as my Pignite sneered. "Hello, Hilda!" He called, and I looked wildly around for some diversion but there was none. "Pity Team Plasma left, but there's a Ferris wheel here." He hinted, smiling. I sighed; I had nothing else to do. "Sure, why not." I muttered, and he beamed at me. He opened the door of the carriage that just stopped, gesturing me in. I smirked, and pushed him in the carriage. I clambered in beside this unique human, who was laughing weakly. Then he stared at me seriously. "Hilda… I am the King of Team Plasma." He informed, and went on to discuss liberation. What a weird boy. When we got off, he challenged me to a battle, and I won, easily. "I still hope we can be friends!" He exclaimed, and left.

A tear rolled softly down my cheek; I missed that strange boy. I must confess, I never liked him at first, but throughout my entire journey, I grew that bit closer to him, he moved one that step in the staircase of my heart. I remember how he always just cropped up, to my unpleasant surprise, and battled me or conversed with me. It was a sweet thing for an acquaintance to actually have a conversation, as well as battle.

I do like you, he said. I know, he had the intention of friendship, but I wished it more.

After finding all the Sages' hiding spots, Looker informed me that N was in a faraway region, but he wouldn't tell me where it was. Why not? It didn't seem right.

I guess I'll just have to do a Looker on Looker; Integration time.

Yay, my short first chapter.

Yes I do also support DualRivalShipping.

Hilda has an Embroar- because I have one too.

And how did you guess I like the Hoenn Region? :D

Something fishy is going on…

So, Review, please.

Thank you for reading,

DarkLikeitornot.

P.S Yes, Legal/Luke fangirls, I'll have Chapter Five up soon.