Serenity: A Deltalocke Story

Preface

This is a remake of my previous story "A Sweet Green Breeze: A Kanto Nuzlocke Story", which I ultimately got to bored to write. The way the story goes is based on the Nuzlocke that I was playing alongside it, but it was essentially just a regular Fire Red Nuzlocke, which is boring! So, I decided to spice it up. And by that, I mean dump an entire bottle of the randomized goodness! But it's not just going to be random madness, I promise! I've come up with a plot to explain these weird happenings of course! I present to you: Serenity: A Deltalocke Story!

In this, I have randomized many different things:

Pokémon types, abilities, and move sets

All Pokémon encounters (wild, trades, starters, static, etc.)

Trainers (names, classes, and Pokémon)

TMs and Move tutor moves

Field items

So, as you can see, things will be crazy! And a lot more interesting! And I have come up with a better setup to play it, thus making it more fun, thus making it easier to write! Yay!

Chapter 1

"Vaporeon, I choose you! Use Aeroblast!" The gray Pokémon leapt out of its Pokéball and unleased a tremendous beam of power, instantly blowing away the opponent's Arcanine. The Legendary Pokémon slumped over onto the ground before returning to its Pokéball. The trainer cursed, before throwing out his next Pokéball.

"Nidoking! Use Thunder!" The large, orange Pokémon materialized, and quickly slammed the ground with his fists before sending forth a powerful lightning bolt.

"Vaporeon! Get out of there!" But it was too late. The attack smashed into Vaporeon, knocking it out. "Grrrr… All right, go―!"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Ugh..." Roused from my totally awesome dream, I rolled over and hit the alarm clock.

Tuesday, February 27, 1996 / 8:00 A.M. / Pallet Town, Kanto, Japan

Torn between getting out of bed and going back to sleep, I decided on the former. "I shouldn't have gone to bed so late…" Taking off my pajamas, I began to get ready for school, like any self-respecting eleven-year-old should. With my uniform on and my long brown hair brushed, I headed downstairs. "Mmmm… I wonder what's for breakfast. Hopefully waffles!"

I was sadly mistaken. Breakfast was just a boring bowl of rice… My mother looked up from the TV, which was playing a commercial for a new backpack from Delta Tech, a relatively new company that uses quantum technology to make useful gadgets and gizmos.

"Sweetie, why are you wearing your uniform today? You're going to visit the Professor today, remember?" She looked back to the TV. "Unless you don't want a Pokémon anymore?"

"No, I do! I just… forgot." I quickly ran back upstairs, embarrassed. Of course, how could I forget the day that I get to become a Pokémon Trainer?! I striped off my uniform and threw on a normal shirt and skirt as fast as I could before sprinting back downstairs.

"Don't run in the house, dear. You'll hurt yourself." I quickly put on my shoes at the door.

"I'm off! I'll be back soon!" I yelled as I ran out the door.

Hi, my name is Mint! I live in Pallet Town, and as of two weeks ago, I'm eleven years old. Professor Oak has decided to give me and my two friends, Red and Laz, Pokémon once we were all eleven years old. Why he couldn't give them to us earlier, I don't know. The Professor is a little weird in my opinion.

I stopped running and slowed down to a brisk walk. In the distance was a large white building with glass doors. "I'm finally here!" I exclaimed as I skipped into the lab. "Professor! I'm here for my Pokémon!"

"Gramps isn't here right now." Said a boy with brown spikey hair. "Perhaps if you actually paid attention, you'd have noticed."

"…" Another boy with black hair under his hat glared at the first boy before looking back at me.

"Hey, no need to be mean, Laz. I was just excited to get my first Pokémon…" I looked down at the floor.

These two boys are my best friends. The loud, and usually rude but strong Lazuli (although he hates being called by his full name), and the quiet but wise beyond his years Red. We've all known each other since we were babies. Our mothers even gave us our names so that we'd have a theme.

"Is something wrong, Red? You've been looking at me this entire time." I asked confused.

"…Your shirt is inside-out…" He answered quietly. I looked down and indeed it was.

"Oh, sorry. I was rushing to get here. I'll fix it right up!" I said and began lifting my shirt up.

"WAIT!" Both boys called out suddenly.

I stop, my shirt already half way off my body. "Yeah? What's up?"

"Don't do that here, are you crazy?" Laz yelled, blushing deeply. Red was silent, but his face was a red as his name.

"Why not…? Wait…" It suddenly hit me, and I yanked my shirt back down, covering my chest. "Aaah! S-stop staring!" I cried out, my face the same shade as Red's hat. Both boys quickly looked away. There was an awkward silence before Laz spoke up.

"Hey, maybe Gramps, is off on Route 1? Why don't you go check, Mint?" He smirked.

"Why do I have to go?" Red opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Laz.

"Because you got here last! We'll stay here just in case he comes back while you're gone."

"Fine, I'll go!" I said bitterly as I turned and walked out of the lab. Laz turned to Red.

"Hey, do you think her panties are as white as her bra?" He smirked. Red turned away from him.

"You're a pervert…"

As soon as I got outside, I ducked into an alley and fixed my shirt. "Boys…" After quite some walking, I arrived at the entrance of Route 1. I didn't see the Professor anywhere. "Maybe he's further down the road?" I said as I walked through some tall grass. After about 10 minutes of walking, I heard a sound… and it didn't sound like the Professor… A loud rustle in the grass immediately behind me made my turn. Just as I did, a small, dark green Pokémon jumped out of the grass and growled... from the jaws it had at the end of its hands. "Uh… nice Roselia… I'm just looking for the Profess―AH!" The Roselia lunged, grabbing ahold of my skirt with its sharp teeth. "HEY! Let go!" I yelled, trying to shake it off. The Thorn Pokémon then tore off a large chunk out of my skirt and ran off with it. "Oh nooo… I can't go back into town like this! Everyone will see my underwear…" And at that moment, the Professor finally decides to show up.

"Ah, there you are Mint! It's not safe out here in the tall grass, let's head back into town!" He said before leading me back into town.

"B-But Professor! My skir―"

"Don't worry about anything, my dear! I'll make sure you get your Pokémon." He answered, obviously not listening as he dragged me back into town. The best I could do is to cover myself as we entered the lab. Red and Laz were still waiting, looking bored and impatient respectively.

"There you are Old Man! I was beginning to think that you forgot about us!" Blue voiced his obvious displeasure at having to wait.

"We could have gotten this done sooner if it wasn't for your silly prank, grandson. Apologize to Mint! She could have been seriously hurt out there without a Pokémon to protect her." The Professor rebuked.

"Prank? What prank?" I asked, confused.

"Laz knew the Professor wasn't on Route 1, but was in the back of the lab, preparing the Pokémon." Red gestured to the table, which now had three shiny Pokéballs on it.

"Laz! How could you?!" I gasped, rage building inside me.

"Look, I'm sorry! I thought it would be funny…"

"And for that, you're picking your Pokémon last, Lazuli." The Professor said sternly.

"What?! That's not fair, I'm your grandson!"

"All the more reason. Now, Red, you may pick your Pokémon." He nodded to Red.

Red, however, looked at me. "Ladies first..."

I blushed slightly. "Thank you, Red." As I walked up to the table, I stuck my tongue out at Laz. What a jerk!

"Now, Mint, which Pokémon do you want? The Grass Type Pokémon Horsea, the Steel Type Pokémon Nidoran, or the Poison Type Pokémon Bulbasaur? Think carefully, as this Pokémon will be your partner." He asked, gesturing to each Pokéball as he said their names. I stood there, deep in thought. They were all adorable, from what pictures I've seen of them. I reached out with both hands and picked up the left-most Pokéball. "So, you pick Horsea?"

"Yes, I do." I answered, calling it out of its Pokéball. With a burst of light and a gust of wind, the small green Pokémon emerged from the ball. It looked up at me and smiled and hopped up and down. "Aww, she's so cute!" I cried out as I hugged her.

"Splendid Pokémon, that Horsea. Take good care of her for me. Would you like to give her a nickname, to deepen your bond?"

"How about… Deirdre! Yes, Deirdre!" I said and looked down at the Horsea. "Do you like that name?" The Pokémon smiled more and made a happy squeak. "I guess that means yes!" I hugged her again. Red than walked up beside me and picked the center Pokéball.

"I pick Bulbasaur." He said as he sent it out with another burst of light and gust of wind that flipped up my skirt a little, but my hands were full, and my mind distracted too much to care, as the small purple Pokémon leapt out of the ball. It made a low growl as it shook its body, bringing a smile to Red's face. "I'll name him Bane."

"Good choice, Red. I remember back in my day, I used to be a powerful trainer. My Venusaur carried me through plenty of battles. Though, my Venusaur was also Grass type." Laz walked over to the end of the table slowly and picked up the last Pokéball.

"I guess I get Nidoran then…" He said, calling out the Steel Pin Pokémon. The Nidoran looked up at Laz, before smirking devilishly. Laz laughed. "Haha! Maybe this was the perfect Pokémon for me!" Red and I both looked at him expectantly. Laz sighs. "I guess I'll call her Ranee."

"Awww! That's adorable!" I cried.

"Shut up!"

"Ahem. Nidoran are considered by a lot of people to be the strongest of these three. Take good care of her for me." The Professor said.

"Don't worry Gramps! Me and Ranee here are going to become the Pokémon League Champions, just you wait and see!"

"Haha, maybe so. I'll be waiting. Anyways, here's some things you'll need to raise these Pokémon." The Professor said, handing each of us a bag with various things in it. Pokémon food, medicine, and more, along with a small book with information on how to properly take care of Pokémon. We all thanked the good Professor before heading home with our new friends.