A/N: Alli here! I'm sorry for not updating in like, two or more years! Computer problems, school, moving, and other things were in my way! And I'm also sorry to say that my fic I'm Not Supposed to Be Here! is being discontinued. It's so old and I forgot where I was going with it.

Anyway, here's my Nuzlock fic with my OC, Alli! None of the characters belong to me except Alli and Allen. And I'm going to have Black, Cheren, and Bianca travel with her.

Today's the day, I thought to myself. I'm 16 now, and about to start my journey! I couldn't wait. I was practically bouncing off the walls with happiness. My Xtranceiver rang beside my bed, and I looked at the caller ID. My face lit up into a smile.

"Alli! We're 16 now, which means it's time!" My brother and best friend, Allen, said to me. He was off in Kanto to study Pokémon origins and battling techniques. It was the longest time we've been seperated, and to be honest, we both took it pretty hard at first. However, we slowly grew accoustomed to it.

"I know! You gonna come back? Or are you going to start there?" I asked. I couldn't help but wonder. If he was starting over there...

"I'll be here in Kanto still. There's so many legends, and maybe I could battle Red! But don't worry, sis, I'll call you whenever I can. And we can also trade! Ah, and I sent you a gift."

I had to admit, I was dissapointed. But if that's what he wanted, then it was fine with me. We talked for just a bit longer until the doorbell rang. I was about to go answer, but then it sounded like someone already kicked it down. Of course, it was Black, followed by Cheren and Bianca.

"We're here! So has the professor sent it yet? Did she, did she?!" Black rambled on excitedly. Cheren had to whack him upside the head. I had to laugh as I turned to face the box on my table.

"Since it's Alli's birthday, she gets to pick first. Black, you already have an Eevee anyway!" he scolded. Black laughed nervously while his little Eevee poked out from under his hat.

Quietly I opened the box, and I looked at the three starters in awe. The water type, Oshawott, seemed to immediately connect to Cheren, while Snivy, the grass type, was already smiling at Bianca. That left the fire type, Tepig. I picked him up with a grin.

"Hey, little guy. Looks like it's you and me! Hmm... Can I call you Chammal?" The little pig nuzzled my cheek in response. A giggle escaped my mouth. "I'll take that as a yes!"

"Alli, I have an idea! Why don't we have our first Pokémon battle? They're still little and weak, so there won't be much damage, right?" Bianca suggested. I couldn't say no to her.

Three battles later...

Chammal stood breathing heavily. I picked him up in my arms and gently pet that cute little head of his. That's when I took a good look around my room. Everything was either broken, torn to shreds, or had fallen over.

"...You guys are gonna pay for a new T.V, I hope you know." I gave them a glare. Then the door opened to reveal Mrs. Lockhart, the kind woman who took care of Allen and I since we were little. I swear she almost passed out when she saw the damages.

"...Alli, dear, I'll clean it up, don't worry about it. Anyway, Allen's gift has arrived. I'm sure you want to open it!" she laughed a bit. She was always like that, a motherly figure to us.

I took the box from her hands and slowly opened the poorly-wrapped package. A note fell out and I picked it up.

Dear Allison,

Happy birthday. I'm so sorry about all those years ago. It is time for the truth...

Your mother and I had to leave Allen and you behind. We were forced by our parents. You see, we had been fooling around; we were young back then. We both came from significant and traditional backgrounds. We were planning to run away. We thought it worked, but... We were eventually found out just before your 3rd birthday. We left you wth Mrs. Lockhart so you two would be safe. I never realized that this would lead for you two to believe that we never loved you. We think about you every day.

Please, reconsider calling us. Mrs. Lockhart has our contact information for you. Tell Allen as well. Maybe while on your journey, we can meet up and talk. Your mother and I love you so much. We want you to have this; it's something we both cherish.

Love,

Your father

I could feel myself trembling. He had the balls to contact me after all these years? Really? Why couldn't he be brave back then and stand up for himself, and mom, too? I crumpled the paper up and threw it away. Inside the box was a beautiful golden necklace that engraved the words, "Truths and ideals, once seperate, now one."

Not really my thing, but hey. It was pretty. I had Black put it on for me, then I looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad for a future Subway Master! Ever since I heard of them, I always wanted to work alongside them as one myself. It's so exciting! Not to mention of all the people you can meet!

I waved goodbye to Mrs. Lockhart, then the three of us set out for Prof. Juniper's office. Inside, I almost fell asleep listening to her. Cheren bumped me for the important part.

"Will you three do this favor for me? It'd be great for your journey, and for my research!" she was saying. I said sure, though I had no absolute idea of the situation. She handed all of us Pokéballs and Pokédexes, and sent us off. Cheren had grabbed us all Town maps as well.

It was finally time for my dreams to come true.