Hello! My name is Alice Rivrwood, the champion of the Kalos Reigon, as well as pokèmon expert. Some say I can get into the head of a pokèmon as if I were a pokèmon myself, others even gossip that I'm a crossbreed! Can you imagine something that crazy? I can't. Either or, I'm no pokèmon. I'm just a normal trainer, and I became the champion through my special skill. I can look at a pokèmon, a wild one or one of a trainer, and predict it's emotions, it's trust and love for it's trainer, it's next move. That's why I've never been beaten.
However, it hasn't always been this way. Honestly, I can still remember... When I first started my journey...
I slowly blink open my eyes, squinting at the sunlight beaming into my room through my window. I sit up with a muffles grunt and look around at my room, the events of the previous night blurred, but there. We were up until 1:26 am unpacking. I stand and walk over to the pile of boxes thrown onto my floor. I rummage, searching for the box I had brought in; the one that came an hour after the others because of its precious cargo.
"Ah!" A smile jumps onto my face. "There you are, my little egg." I open the box and stroke the outer shell of the object, gently lifting it from its container, being careful as to not harm the delicate creature still being formed within its walls. I place the egg on a soft cushion I had specially made for it. The egg was the last gift my father left me, the last piece of him I have left, and thus it is my precious treasure. I place a faint kiss upon its shell, now warm; as if it had been placed near a fire. "I wonder what you'll hatch into...?"
"Alice~" I look at my door, recognizing my brother's voice.
"What do you want, Ivan?"
"My egg hatched before yours did~" I throw the door open and stare at him. He shoved a pokèmon into my face. "See? Her name is Chiot! It means puppy in French!" I take a step back so that I could see the newly hatched pokèmon.
"Lil~" The small Lillipup licked my face excitedly. "Pup pup!"
"A Lillipup..." Ivan pulls the puppy away from me and smiles. The rage from my brother's taunting slowly left me, and I couldn't help but smile back. "I'm so happy for you, Ivan."
"Hey, sis..." He looks up at me intently. "When your egg hatches, will you battle us?"
I hesitate, glancing back at my unhatched egg. When is does hatch, Ivan and Chiot will be stronger than us... But... If we never battle for fear of loosing... You'll never get stronger... I nod and meet my brother's eyes. "Alright. When it hatches, we'll battle you." I smirk playfully. "But we won't lose."
"We'll see about that! Come on, Chiot! Let's go train!" The pokèmon barked in agreement and smiled with it tongue lolling out as Ivan raced down the stairs with her. I close the door with a soft sigh and sit on my bed, staring at the egg.
"Alice!" My mother's voice snapped me out of my daydream.
"Yes, mom?"
"Come down here! Three new eggs have arrived!" At first, I hesitate. Eggs? Then I remembered that my mother was starting a pokèmon shelter. If trainers had eggs or young pokèmon that they didn't want or couldn't care for, they would bring them here, then other trainers could adopt them. But mom promised that my brother and I could have first pick of the first eggs that came.
I might as well have flown down the stairs, I was so excited. I nearly broke the eggs because I was going so fast, but I stopped short. "Well...? *pant* Where... *pant* are... *pant* they...?"
Mom laughed. "They're right here, Alice." She gestured toward three small eggs, all of them different pokèmon, she said. "Ivan's egg hatched," she smiled. "Has yours?"
I look away shamefully. "No..."
"Well then," mom whispered, "go ahead and take two."
I perked up, asked no questions, and kneeled down in front of the eggs; now propped up in a neat line. I placed my hand on the first egg, feeling the shell. It was fairly warm egg, and I could feel something moving inside it. I move to the second egg. This one seemed to have some kind of power, radiating from the other side of its walls. I touch the third. This one was hot to the touch, as if a flame burned brightly from within.
I stand, declaring, "I've made my choice."
"Well?" Mom smiled again.
I lift up the third. "And the first. I can't carry two at once, I might drop one of them. And when they're so close to hatching..." I walk upstairs and place the egg on my bed, mom following behind with the other. "I'm gonna need bowls and cotton..."
"The family next door has a mareep. Why not go and ask?" I nod, taking my first egg from its post upon its pedestal and walking over.
Their doorbell sounded like a Pikachu call. "Weird..."
A boy-my age, judging by his face-answered the cry. "Yes?"
"Um... I heard you had a mareep, and I was wondering if I could have some of its wool."
"Why?" He raised his eyebrow. "Don't you have a pokèmon with fur?"
"N-No, we just moved here, and don't have any pokèmon yet..." I meet his dark brown eyes. "But I have two eggs at home that need a soft place to sit so that they won't roll away on accident..."
He nodded and opened the door wider. "Alright. Come on in." I nod my thanks and step into the big house. It didn't look this big from outside... "I'm Calem," he said, pulling two pokèballs out of a shelf. He sent out a mareep and a pawinard. "Pawinard, use slash." The mareep stood proudly as it's wool was removed. "What's yours?"
"A... Alice..."
"Nice to meet you." He sent the pokèmon back and gathered up the wool. "Want me to help you carry this?"
"Yes please..."
