Roxie: Hey guys! This is our second Fanfiction on this site!
Royal: This is the story of our Pokemon game characters. While this may be boring I hope you find our characters entertaining.
Roxie: What she said! So as always people, we don't own Pokemon and that content belongs to its rightful creator! Please Read and Review!
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I was stretched out on my back in the grassy hills just north of Cerulean city. The swaying tall grass all around me provided shelter from any prying eyes and the sun shone down warming me pleasantly. Lying in the grass beside me was one of my six partner Pokémon; he was a Flareon of the largest kind the flames on its tail, neck, and head flickered contently as it slept beside me. His name? Well it was one I hadn't thought very long about.
His name was Flare, and he was the youngest of my six on-hand Pokémon. The youngest and the most spoiled.
He walked proudly by my side when I journeyed more than any other of my Pokémon. Though that might just be because all my other Pokémon were too large to walk with me all the time.
At the thought of them I looked to my left and peered down the hill at the ocean shore where my Blastoids swam with the curled up figure of my Richu on his back. Then on the actual sand my NidoQueen and NidoKing were laying side by side fast asleep in the sun.
The only one of my other Pokémon not on the beach was Pidgeot. She was high up in the air circling and stretching her wings.
All five of them had special names. Names that meant something to me, or referred back to something I had felt when we had met.
All of my names were silly and childish, but hey. They were their names.
My Blastoids? His name was Bubble.
The circling bird girl was my beautiful Suzan.
Zap was my Richu.
Nido and Nina? They were my sibling NidoKing and NidoQueen.
Then of course I had Flare, but you already knew that.
The seven of us, we had been through a lot. Much more than we figured any other trainer had before. Because my journey wasn't about beating gyms and becoming Champion.
That goal was too simple, it was everyone's goal, and everyone strove to accomplish it.
No, my goal was something different…..
I sought after my brother. My missing brother who had once been my role model, but was now just a face on a missing person's poster.
As soon as I had turned ten four years ago I had struck out to achieve what every trainer dreamed of. Becoming a Champion.
I had accomplished that feat in just over a year's time, and it was at that time that I realized how trivial my goal had been.
For when I reached the top, I turned and looked behind me. And all I saw was an endless line of people who had sought after the same useless thing.
It was then—so soon after winning—that I give up the seat. Instead I went out to the city where I had been told my brother had been last seen. Vermilion City.
It was there I discovered that my brother had gone missing. Vanished from his house without a trace in the middle of the night. It had happened several months before and I felt horribly guilty for not knowing sooner.
What's my name?
My name is Luna Liberty and for the last few years I had searched high and low for my brother, all over Kanto. But he was nowhere to be found
Now there is only one place left to search.
The World.
I would become a Regional trainer and my search would take me wherever my brother might go.
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I stood in the shallow waters of the bay beside Lilycove; my white "Coordinator" dress billowed gently with the ocean breeze around me.I had just come from the Contest Hall of Lilycove and happiness surged through me as I looked at the red "cool" ribbon pined to my tall beautiful Gardevoir. Her deep red eyes peered back at me, the picture of pride and joy.
Behind me my other Pokémon had come out of their Poké balls to congratulate their friend in her victory.I turned to smile at them and was taken off guard when my Azumarill leaped into my arms. I stumbled, but only slightly. A laugh burst out of me when I saw Azumarill's cute innocent face turn into a worried guilty one.
"Aw Azumarill!" I giggled, "Don't look at me like that! Just remember to have more tact next time!"
Azumarill's ears perked and it purred out its name happily.
I looked up when my Dustox landed gently and evenly on top of my head her soft purple fur cushioning her landing.
It was not unusual for my Pokémon to act so cuddly. They were all very affectionate and I loved it. Just as I thought this Linoone darted through the shallow water, splashing her way to my side where she held up a king's rock to Gardevoir. One of her usual findings and an apparent gift for her contest winning friend.
My Pelipper flapped noisily by overhead calling out her name as she passed. I guessed that she was enjoying the exciting atmosphere and ocean scenery.
Then last but defiantly not least, my Sceptile waded her way through the water to come join us. Her eyes shone happily and it was easy to see that she was agreeing with the choice of the celebratory party area.
I smiled at them as I remembered the great journey we had been having so far. We had become the regional Champions, and each of them had won a Master Contest ribbon. They had been by my side the whole way.
And now they would be by my side again.
A playfully scheming grin came over my face.
"You guys will never guess what I've got!" I cried as I held up a single boat ticket.
I had lived in Hoenn for only four years, having just moved to it the day I started my Pokémon journey. The whole time I had been here in the same region with my six friends. We had explored the seas of Hoenn, the land, and even the air. We were finished now since there was nothing more we could do here.
But now I was ready for a new adventure. There were an exponential amount of options for us out there!
My name is Fanny Quartz, and I was about to become a Regional trainer.
Royal: Just in case those numbers were confusing you, they are our trainer card ID's.
Roxie: She's right!