Amme: This is just a fic I happened to get an idea for.
CHAPTER ONE: Starter Pokemon, Nicknames, and Rivals.
Mira's POV:
"This place sure is bumpy!" I squeaked. I was in a U-haul truck and it was moving my moms and my things in it. I was supposed to stay in the back and make sure the stuff didn't fall everywhere. I bounced around everywhere in that dark place. Finally, after what seemed an hour, we stopped.
I stayed in the same position for a minute to regain composure. When I could balance, I walked outside of the dark truck.
The light hurt my eyes. I spent a good four hours in that truck, having just moved from Petalburg City to Littleroot Town in one day. Dad would have come along, but he had to stay at the gym. Yup, my dad is the gym leader of the Petalburg Gym.
"Mira! I bet that was tiring!" My mom said.
"Yeah," I answered. "That, and bumpy."
"Well come in! You have your own room upstairs. Your dad bought you a clock too. All you have to do is set it." Mom told me. I nodded so she could think I'm listening.
"And we have neighbors with a kid around your age! You two can play together! Maybe they have Pokemon!" Mom said again. I rolled my eyes.
"Mom, I'm twelve. I don't 'play'." I told her strictly.
"Well then you can do whatever it is you people do." Mom shot back to me. "Now go check out your new room."
I walked into the house. There were bunches of Machoke putting things up for us. Pokemon are so convenient! I went upstairs to my room. It looked pretty much like my old room.
"Mom said something about a clock..." I reminded myself. The clock was on the wall. I set it to the correct time. 3:04 P.M.
"Then didn't Mom say something about the neighbors having a kid? Let me check this kid out." I thought. I went next door and went inside (You were allowed to do that in the game so I'm allowing it in here).
"You must be one of the new neighbors!" Some lady said.
"Yeah," I answered. "My name's Mira."
"Mira huh? You're around my son's age. He's upstairs in his room." The lady said again.
"Do all kids get the upstairs room here?" I thought. I shrugged and went upstairs. The kid looked deep in thought. I walked closer to him. He looked cute.
"Let's see... notebook, pokeballs, I think I'm set!" He said. The kid turned to face me.
"Oh, who are you?" He asked rudely.
"My name is Mira. We just moved in across the street." I answered. I tilted my head and put my doubled-up fists on my hips. My bright green hair swayed as I did so.
"Ah, so you're the people who just moved in! I knew there was going to be a kid here, but since I heard it was the kid of a gym leader, I thought you were going to be a boy. But that's ok. I'm Brandon." Brandon said to me. He stuck out his hand. I took it and shook it. His palms were sweaty. I pulled away quickly.
"Oh, sorry about my palms, I've been doing some research for my dad Professor Birch." Brandon excused. Then his face brightened. "Her Mira, do you have any Pokemon?"
"No, but I've wanted them." I told him in reply.
"Want me to catch one for you?" Brandon asked. I was going to quickly reply "Yes!" But he said, "Oh, I've gotta go find Dad. I'll catch one for you later ok?"
He left me alone in his room.
"Okay.... That was... awkward..." I said. I walked back downstairs.
"I'm sorry about Brandon leaving so abruptly like that, he has to go help his dad do something." Brandon's mom told me.
"Oh, that's alright." I answered her. I left their house.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" Someone screamed. It was coming from Route 101. I ran over there. A little kid (about seven) was standing at the edge of the town.
"There's someone being attacked over there!" He called to me excitedly. I ran to see what the problem was. A man was being chased by a Poochyena.
"Hey," I called. "Do you need help?"
The man looked in my direction and tripped. He was cornered by the Poochyena.
"Could you do me a favor?" He asked me. I shrugged. "Good! Look in that bag in front of you and pick a Pokeball out of it. Then throw it into the air and battle this Poochyena!"
"WHAT!? You want ME to battle?" I screamed at him.
"Yes! Please!" The man called again. I shakily walked over to the bag that was in front of me. I looked in it to see the three Pokeballs he was telling me about. I closed my eyes and picked one out.
My confidence boosted. I hurled that ball into the air.
"Pokeball, GO!" I said. Out came a small orange chicken known as Torchic. I caught the ball again
"Chick chick Torchic!" It said happily.
"A Torchic! Just what I needed!" The man said. The Poochyena turned and growled at the Torchic.
"Torchic, use.... Scratch?" I commanded jumpily.
"Chick!" The tiny chicken reassured.
The Torchic jumped into the air and scratched the Poochyena in the face with its legs. The Poochyena shook its head and ran off.
"Uh..." I started. I held up the Pokeball. "Torchic, return!"
The man walked over to me.
"That was pretty good for your first try. You ARE the girl who just moved in right?" The man asked. I nodded.
"That's right," I answered. "My name's Mira."
"I knew it! You look just like you father! I'm Professor Birch." The man said again. "Come with me please."
Professor Birch turned around and walked away. I followed suit. We went to his lab.
"Mira, you battled excellent for your first try." He started. "You could be as good as your father."
"Oh, well, thank you..." I answered him. I blushed a little. I could feel it.
"I want you to keep that Pokemon you used today." Birch told me. I smiled really big.
"You mean I can keep Torchic?" I asked. He nodded.
"You wanna nickname it? Your dad told me that you like nicknaming Pokemon."
"Actually, yes I would. What gender is it?"
"This one is a boy."
"Then I'll name it Tony."
"Alright then. Here's what you do. Take your Pokeball out."
I pulled out the Pokeball.
"Now what you do is say 'Come on out, then say their nickname and it's be with them for their life'." Birch told me.
"Come on out Tony!" I called. The ball opened up and Tony came out.
"Chic chic chic!" Tony said. He jumped into my arms.
"Hi there. We gonna train hard?" I asked Tony. He cheeped happily.
"Hi Dad," A voice came. Prof. and I looked up. Brandon was at the doorway.
"So I see you've met Mira. And you have you first Pokemon! That's so cool! Wanna battle?" He asked.
"Uh, sure." I answered. It would be my first battle. I looked at my little Tony. "You ready?"
"Torchic!" It said. It jumped out of my hands and landed on the ground.
Brandon took out a pokeball and threw it in the air.
"Let's go, Mudkip!" He said. Out of his ball came a small blue frog-looking Pokemon.
"Kip kip Mudkip!" Said the Mudkip happily.
"Mudkip, tackle!" Brandon commanded. The Mudkip rushed Tony.
"Tony, counter with sand-attack!" I ordered. Tony kicked up some dirt that appeared out of nowhere in Mudkip's face. Mudkip's tackle missed.
"Now scratch it!" I commanded Tony.
"Torchic!" Tony called. He scratched the Mudkip with its claws.
"Kip!" The Mudkip called out.
"Mudkip! Use Water Gun!" Brandon called to his Pokemon. The frog thing shot water out of its mouth at Tony. It hit him.
"Tony!" I shouted. "Get up! You can do it!"
Tony was staggering to his feet.
"Chic....." He mumbled.
"Finish it with tackle!" Brandon ordered. Mudkip was rushing Tony again.
"Tony, listen!" I told Tony. "You need to use sand-attack as hard as you can!"
Tony turned around and started running in place. Sand once again appeared out of nowhere and was driven onto the tackling Mudkip. The frog Pokemon missed Tony once again.
"Now use Ember full power!" I told Tony again. I knew water Pokemon were strong against fire, but I wanted to use it anyway.
A lot of red orange rocks came flying out of Tony's mouth and they hit Mudkip on the back. The Mudkip fainted.
"Wow..." I murmured. "I won! Alright!"
"That was pretty good." Brandon said. He pulled out his pokeball again.
"Mudkip, return. You did a great job." He said to it. The Mudkip disappeared into the pokeball.
"You have the skills of your father Mira." Prof. Birch said. "You could go all the way. Here, take this." Birch handed me a brick red portable machine. "This is a pokedexette. It'll record all of the Pokemon that you've seen and caught."
"That's great! I have one too." Brandon told me. "So what do you plan to do with it?"
"Well," I thought a minute. "I think I'll go and try to be a Pokemon Master. What do you say Tony?"
"Torchic!" Tony cheeped back happily.
"Then that means we're rivals." Brandon said.
"That's fine with me." I told him back.
"So where are you headed?" Birch asked his son. Brandon shrugged.
"I guess I'll go Mauville Town. I need to train some more." He answered.
The End!
Amme: You'll have to wait until the next chapter to see what happens to Mira along the way. And I know that the player isn't supposed to battle the rival until she sees him in the dead end of Oldale Town and I didn't want to type that much.
CHAPTER ONE: Starter Pokemon, Nicknames, and Rivals.
Mira's POV:
"This place sure is bumpy!" I squeaked. I was in a U-haul truck and it was moving my moms and my things in it. I was supposed to stay in the back and make sure the stuff didn't fall everywhere. I bounced around everywhere in that dark place. Finally, after what seemed an hour, we stopped.
I stayed in the same position for a minute to regain composure. When I could balance, I walked outside of the dark truck.
The light hurt my eyes. I spent a good four hours in that truck, having just moved from Petalburg City to Littleroot Town in one day. Dad would have come along, but he had to stay at the gym. Yup, my dad is the gym leader of the Petalburg Gym.
"Mira! I bet that was tiring!" My mom said.
"Yeah," I answered. "That, and bumpy."
"Well come in! You have your own room upstairs. Your dad bought you a clock too. All you have to do is set it." Mom told me. I nodded so she could think I'm listening.
"And we have neighbors with a kid around your age! You two can play together! Maybe they have Pokemon!" Mom said again. I rolled my eyes.
"Mom, I'm twelve. I don't 'play'." I told her strictly.
"Well then you can do whatever it is you people do." Mom shot back to me. "Now go check out your new room."
I walked into the house. There were bunches of Machoke putting things up for us. Pokemon are so convenient! I went upstairs to my room. It looked pretty much like my old room.
"Mom said something about a clock..." I reminded myself. The clock was on the wall. I set it to the correct time. 3:04 P.M.
"Then didn't Mom say something about the neighbors having a kid? Let me check this kid out." I thought. I went next door and went inside (You were allowed to do that in the game so I'm allowing it in here).
"You must be one of the new neighbors!" Some lady said.
"Yeah," I answered. "My name's Mira."
"Mira huh? You're around my son's age. He's upstairs in his room." The lady said again.
"Do all kids get the upstairs room here?" I thought. I shrugged and went upstairs. The kid looked deep in thought. I walked closer to him. He looked cute.
"Let's see... notebook, pokeballs, I think I'm set!" He said. The kid turned to face me.
"Oh, who are you?" He asked rudely.
"My name is Mira. We just moved in across the street." I answered. I tilted my head and put my doubled-up fists on my hips. My bright green hair swayed as I did so.
"Ah, so you're the people who just moved in! I knew there was going to be a kid here, but since I heard it was the kid of a gym leader, I thought you were going to be a boy. But that's ok. I'm Brandon." Brandon said to me. He stuck out his hand. I took it and shook it. His palms were sweaty. I pulled away quickly.
"Oh, sorry about my palms, I've been doing some research for my dad Professor Birch." Brandon excused. Then his face brightened. "Her Mira, do you have any Pokemon?"
"No, but I've wanted them." I told him in reply.
"Want me to catch one for you?" Brandon asked. I was going to quickly reply "Yes!" But he said, "Oh, I've gotta go find Dad. I'll catch one for you later ok?"
He left me alone in his room.
"Okay.... That was... awkward..." I said. I walked back downstairs.
"I'm sorry about Brandon leaving so abruptly like that, he has to go help his dad do something." Brandon's mom told me.
"Oh, that's alright." I answered her. I left their house.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" Someone screamed. It was coming from Route 101. I ran over there. A little kid (about seven) was standing at the edge of the town.
"There's someone being attacked over there!" He called to me excitedly. I ran to see what the problem was. A man was being chased by a Poochyena.
"Hey," I called. "Do you need help?"
The man looked in my direction and tripped. He was cornered by the Poochyena.
"Could you do me a favor?" He asked me. I shrugged. "Good! Look in that bag in front of you and pick a Pokeball out of it. Then throw it into the air and battle this Poochyena!"
"WHAT!? You want ME to battle?" I screamed at him.
"Yes! Please!" The man called again. I shakily walked over to the bag that was in front of me. I looked in it to see the three Pokeballs he was telling me about. I closed my eyes and picked one out.
My confidence boosted. I hurled that ball into the air.
"Pokeball, GO!" I said. Out came a small orange chicken known as Torchic. I caught the ball again
"Chick chick Torchic!" It said happily.
"A Torchic! Just what I needed!" The man said. The Poochyena turned and growled at the Torchic.
"Torchic, use.... Scratch?" I commanded jumpily.
"Chick!" The tiny chicken reassured.
The Torchic jumped into the air and scratched the Poochyena in the face with its legs. The Poochyena shook its head and ran off.
"Uh..." I started. I held up the Pokeball. "Torchic, return!"
The man walked over to me.
"That was pretty good for your first try. You ARE the girl who just moved in right?" The man asked. I nodded.
"That's right," I answered. "My name's Mira."
"I knew it! You look just like you father! I'm Professor Birch." The man said again. "Come with me please."
Professor Birch turned around and walked away. I followed suit. We went to his lab.
"Mira, you battled excellent for your first try." He started. "You could be as good as your father."
"Oh, well, thank you..." I answered him. I blushed a little. I could feel it.
"I want you to keep that Pokemon you used today." Birch told me. I smiled really big.
"You mean I can keep Torchic?" I asked. He nodded.
"You wanna nickname it? Your dad told me that you like nicknaming Pokemon."
"Actually, yes I would. What gender is it?"
"This one is a boy."
"Then I'll name it Tony."
"Alright then. Here's what you do. Take your Pokeball out."
I pulled out the Pokeball.
"Now what you do is say 'Come on out, then say their nickname and it's be with them for their life'." Birch told me.
"Come on out Tony!" I called. The ball opened up and Tony came out.
"Chic chic chic!" Tony said. He jumped into my arms.
"Hi there. We gonna train hard?" I asked Tony. He cheeped happily.
"Hi Dad," A voice came. Prof. and I looked up. Brandon was at the doorway.
"So I see you've met Mira. And you have you first Pokemon! That's so cool! Wanna battle?" He asked.
"Uh, sure." I answered. It would be my first battle. I looked at my little Tony. "You ready?"
"Torchic!" It said. It jumped out of my hands and landed on the ground.
Brandon took out a pokeball and threw it in the air.
"Let's go, Mudkip!" He said. Out of his ball came a small blue frog-looking Pokemon.
"Kip kip Mudkip!" Said the Mudkip happily.
"Mudkip, tackle!" Brandon commanded. The Mudkip rushed Tony.
"Tony, counter with sand-attack!" I ordered. Tony kicked up some dirt that appeared out of nowhere in Mudkip's face. Mudkip's tackle missed.
"Now scratch it!" I commanded Tony.
"Torchic!" Tony called. He scratched the Mudkip with its claws.
"Kip!" The Mudkip called out.
"Mudkip! Use Water Gun!" Brandon called to his Pokemon. The frog thing shot water out of its mouth at Tony. It hit him.
"Tony!" I shouted. "Get up! You can do it!"
Tony was staggering to his feet.
"Chic....." He mumbled.
"Finish it with tackle!" Brandon ordered. Mudkip was rushing Tony again.
"Tony, listen!" I told Tony. "You need to use sand-attack as hard as you can!"
Tony turned around and started running in place. Sand once again appeared out of nowhere and was driven onto the tackling Mudkip. The frog Pokemon missed Tony once again.
"Now use Ember full power!" I told Tony again. I knew water Pokemon were strong against fire, but I wanted to use it anyway.
A lot of red orange rocks came flying out of Tony's mouth and they hit Mudkip on the back. The Mudkip fainted.
"Wow..." I murmured. "I won! Alright!"
"That was pretty good." Brandon said. He pulled out his pokeball again.
"Mudkip, return. You did a great job." He said to it. The Mudkip disappeared into the pokeball.
"You have the skills of your father Mira." Prof. Birch said. "You could go all the way. Here, take this." Birch handed me a brick red portable machine. "This is a pokedexette. It'll record all of the Pokemon that you've seen and caught."
"That's great! I have one too." Brandon told me. "So what do you plan to do with it?"
"Well," I thought a minute. "I think I'll go and try to be a Pokemon Master. What do you say Tony?"
"Torchic!" Tony cheeped back happily.
"Then that means we're rivals." Brandon said.
"That's fine with me." I told him back.
"So where are you headed?" Birch asked his son. Brandon shrugged.
"I guess I'll go Mauville Town. I need to train some more." He answered.
The End!
Amme: You'll have to wait until the next chapter to see what happens to Mira along the way. And I know that the player isn't supposed to battle the rival until she sees him in the dead end of Oldale Town and I didn't want to type that much.