A/N: Remy here, ready to dazzle you with my debut fanfic~! o3o Well, hopefully, anyways.
Summary:
Years have passed since May and Drew first saw each other in Hoenn. Drew is now 39, and their son Austin is 17. The relationship between son and father isn't very well, and Austin, who has never met May before, is convinced Drew keeps secrets from him. One stormy day, a coma, a Psychic Pokemon, and a total accident hits the rewind button and suddenly Austin is where it all began: the Johto Region Beauty Contests, 22 years back in time.
Disclaimer:
First and last time I will be saying this: I do not own Pokemon!
When The Stars Align
Prologue ; Dear Reader
There are hundreds-maybe even thousands- of Beauty Contest trophies, awards, medals, and ribbons in our house. There are as many with the name May embossed on its surface as those with the name Drew embossed on its surface. They are all untouched, stored away in boxes and confined to the darkness of the basement because of memories too painful to remember. Dad, or rather, Drew, has never stepped inside the basement ever since that faithful day when he stored all the trophies inside. He never once mentioned the glory, the fame, the thrill. He never once mentioned May; I hardly knew who she was. And I've never found out any answers to my questions until the seventeen year old me grew brave enough to hear the answers. The seventeen year old me also got into quite a bit of trouble. Time was rewinded, and promises were made, promises were broken, miracles happened, friendships were made, love happened. That was quite a while ago, and looking back at it now, the memories seem to blur tighter, until even I'm not sure whether or not the adventure was a mere illusion. But I remain sure of one thing: the ending of this story is a happy one. To me, at least.
Whatever I do remember will be written down in this book. Think of it as a memoir, a gift from me to you.
With love,
Austin
That was meant to be short. ^-^ Next chapter update is scheduled for the weekend or Monday.
Reviews, comments, and constructive criticisms, are much appreciated.