Hello All! First up is the wonderful Disclaimer~ Pokemon is created by Satoshi Tajiri, Ken Sugimori, with the help of Shigeru Miyamoto, and is owned by Nintendo. Please support the official releases of the series. :D
Next, I want you all to know that this story follows the manga R/B/G and Y plots only. It is AU after that. And how is it AU? Well, I will be following the plot line of the video game instead of G/S/C Manga plot line. Some aspects of the G/S/C plot line may follow over for the sake of continuity with the manga characters.
The Manga characters that appear are: Red, Blue, Green, Silver and Yellow. These characters are the ONLY manga characters that will appear. They may also be altered for the sake of AU continum. [But you have my word as a writer that I will strive to keep the characters as to the book as possible.]
And although I endeavor to be as accurate as possible, my knowledge is diminished from years without reading/ watching/ playing the pokemon video games. Most of my information, comes from Bulbapedia [the official Wiki page for Pokemon], Serebii [the best pokemon website for updates and pokedex info], and various walkthroughs / my friends. If there is something that you find un-accurate about what I have posted, or a point in which you may say you think happened differently, please feel free to post it in the comments. Bear in mind that this is mainly AU though, so some things I may have changed on purpose.
Lastly, as the title says, this is in diary format. It's all from Roxy's point of view, and only her point of view.
Thanks!
Entry 1: In my room with the music up loud
Next week I go and get my first Pokemon.
A coming of age thing y'know? So... legally I am an adult. At the age of eleven.
What the hell? What kind of backward arsed society is this? (Don't let mom read me writing those words in my diary. Not proper of a young lady you know.) You're thrown out when you're still a prepubescent, with a weak pet to make your pet stronger and wander the world.
Oh sorry. I'm using big words again. The other kids don't like me because my intelligence is bigger than them, and the fact I am a female with an assaulting intelligence.
Mom was always like, why aren't you friends with anyone here in New Bark Roxy? I could always see the disappointment from her. And she can't wait for me to leave the house.
I'm too intelligent for her. Reminds her of Dad. He ran out on us when I was... what 8? It was then we moved from Kanto to Johto.
I wonder how Red is? He used to come back from traveling and tell me all his stories of what happened. I'm not sure how much of it was real that he told me, so much of it seemed beyond belief.
There was Team Rocket, and their leader Giovanni, who were trying to take over the world... and Red. My 11 year old friend stopped them.
Rocket supposedly stood for "Raid On the City, Knock-out Evil Tusks". I find it ironic that they were "knocking out" evil.
Anyway. Red told me the truth of what happened to them. He, Green - his old frenenemy and Prof. Oak's grand-kid - and a girl named Blue - a girl who was kidnapped by Ho-Oh and raised by an evil only known as the "Mask of Ice"- had a show down with Team Rocket at the Silph Co. Building because that was actually Team Rocket's HQ. The legendary bird trio of Moltres, Zapdos, and Articuno were merged by something called the "GB Energy Amplifier" but were separated again when they were defeated by Red, Blue, and Green. Most of the TR members were arrested, but a bunch fled.
Eventually though, Red battled Giovanni, who was discovered to be the leader of Team Rocket. Red told me that he almost lost his life that day. But he won and Team Rocket was disbanded.
We moved quite soon after he came and visited. That storytelling was the last time I saw him. I gave him a scarf that I had made him that day as well. I heard he wears it around his leg. He would do that the pretentious prick.
All I know is from word of mouth... But apparently he's been on grand adventures again. He's become Champion now, after defeating Green at the Elite Four too.
I miss him.