Author's notes: Hey readers. This is a pokémon fan fiction based on my three OC's Marcel, Tara and Román. There will be special appearances for the other characters, and this may consist of a few episodes.

If anyone has ideas for original pokémon, send me a PM with its name, description and evolve form(s) if you wish for your OP to have an evolution. Pictures will also come in handy. You never know, I may use your idea in a future episode.

Please, enjoy.

Oragen Day

Oragen Day Meeting

"Dear diary!" A masculine voice begins to narrate in quite a simple manner. "Today will be like no other day. Professor Aspen has asked me to meet her in the lab down the road. She says it is urgent that I meet my new partner. This world of pokémon is amazing, though I've never really set foot out passed Camarra City with Román and Tara. None of us have.

"I can't wait to meet my new pokémon that I will own myself with regards to the professor. The only pokémon I have ever brought with me is the family pet, just in case I end up having to fight a wild pokémon out in the woods when I venture out with my two best friends..."

"MARCEL!" Bellowed a female voice up the stairs. Marcel heads for his bedroom door, opening it only to shout back down his answer.

"YEAH!" A young woman comes running to the bottom step, looking up towards him with a smile.

"Tara has arrived son! Be down in five!"

"'kay ma!"

"I'll go make the coffee!"

"Thanks!" Marcel closes his door and heads back to his desk to finish the diary entry. He goes back into narration as he writes the last paragraph. "Tara is okay, but when she starts wanting to hug me I usually shrug her off and walk away. I don't like all these girlie snuggles, so I tend to hide behind Román just to keep away. No I'm not bent, but hiding behind him seems to be working. I know Tara has been interested in me since high school, but I'm not really one for socialising or relationships. Still though, why did she have to be early? Now my routine will be messed up again. Typical! Oh well. Guess I'll have to collect my bag and head down there." Once collecting his bag and writing the date in the corner of the page, he places his diary in the small inside pocket of the Camo rucksack. Retrieving his phone from its holder on the wall before walking out onto the landing, he heads downstairs after closing his door. He is wearing dark grey trousers and a Camo top, with a snake around a skull on the front.

Walking into the lounge, the coffee was already on the glass table; the girl rising from the settee. Tara has her hands cupped round her mug of tea and a Labrador pokémon comes running to greet the boy. Kneeling down, Marcel holds out his arms ready to hug the family pet.

"Lacea! Come here girl!" With a happy bark she jumps up joyously on her hind legs, lovingly licking her owner's son on his face. There is laughter from all in the room, until she jumps up on the sofa laying there tail wagging.

"Morning Marcel!" Her voice was very cheery, in the way Marcel dislikes.

"Ugh. Morning Tara." He did not sound very pleased.

"Come on Marcel! At least be happy I've arrived."

"Just don't keep sounding like a girl!"

"Ugh! Well excuse me for not having a deep voice!"

"It's not that I don't like your voice, I just dislike it when you go girlified on me." He heads to the glass table and picks up his mug of coffee before sipping and sitting down on the settee. Tara does the same, as Marcel's mother sits with Lacea. Enjoying her comfort, Lacea rests down her head and closes her eyes.

"So! How long 'til your friend Román arrives?" Marcel's mother questions before sipping her tea and crossing her legs.

"Well! He text me before I arrived here, that he was just leaving his house Amalia. So he'll arrive in about a minute or two I believe."

"Is he wanting a hot drink? This morning has been quite chilly for the start to spring."

"He doesn't really drink hot drinks mum, so I doubt he would want one."

"Very well. Guess we'll have to wait until he arrives." The three of them silently sit comfortably drinking their drinks, until Román finally arrives for the three friends to head off again.

After a few moments of waiting on the furniture, there is a knock on the front door. Marcel's mum heads to the door with Lacea barking and running there first. Reaching the door, she sat there waiting for Amalia to open it, where she greets Román upon opening it.

"Ah, Román. How nice it is to see you again?"

"Cheers Mrs. S." Lacea starts running round Román happily and rapidly as he heads towards the lounge. She seems to be pleading for something that only Román knows about. Entering the lounge he reaches into his knapsack, taking out a small item in a wrapping as Tara and Marcel stand once drinking the last of their beverage. He holds the item in the air as Lacea sits wagging her tail, begging with her tongue out; unwrapping the covering Román reveals a food item for pokémon, and holds his hand out flat for Lacea to gently take the small bite with her jaws.. He pets her on the head as Amalia goes to ask a question.

"How does she know?" Amalia rises and collects the empty mugs on the coffee table.

"Her sense of smell is very powerful Mrs. S."

"Come on mum! You should know this as well as us, that she was originally bred as a gun-pokémon. After all, she is officially your Labrudeo."

"I seem to always forget her original traits, don't I."

"Amalia?" Tara began as they both looked to each other. "May we bring Lacea with us?"

"Is there a reason?"

"Professor Aspen has asked to assess her well being. Surely she told you that a few days ago?" The clarification seemed to make Amalia think back a few days prior from now, until she was certain on the phone call from Professor Aspen that day.

"Yes. I believe I remember now, about her monthly assessment."

"Every month?" Marcel's question did not sound very pleasing.

"This one is her last assessment, now that she has reached her maturity."

"Oh!"He changes the subject entirely. "Well! We better start the legwork then."

"Hey! Don't change the subject!" Tara crosses her arms and frowns.

"He's right Tara. We'll never meet our new partners, if we don't go now."

"Fine!" Tara is the first one to the doors of the lounge, looking behind herself quite impatiently. "Hurry it up then, the pair of you!" Marcel raises his hands as Román calls Lacea over from the chair she jumped on. As they open the front door upon reaching it, they wave to Amalia before heading for the lab down the road. Amalia watches them with a smile, before closing the door again.

A few minutes pass before any signs of a lab could even be seen; the tall spires; even the few lab workers in white long coats entering the building. The artifice is short and wide, with sliding doors and a lab assistant searching around for someone or something. 'Erected in '79', so it says on the pewter sign polished and cleaned that morning. Upon reaching the open metal gates painted silver with a detailed hand, the young lab assistant walks up to greet them.

"Welcome to Oragen Lab." He complied before taking out a slip of white paper and reading out their names. "Marcel Serrano. Tara Flanagan. Román Ramòn. Right this way please." He turns around and leads them inside the lab at a decent pace. Entering a small corridor, pictures of pokémon were present on the walls, those of a frog, lizard, snake and eagle with their respective colours that clearly describe what type they are. There is a plaque underneath each picture explaining their facts and names, but due to the tight schedule they could not stop and read. Coming to a large lobby they each descry two people waiting by the seating beside the wall, all quickly realising that these people are none other than Professor Aspen and a well known rival to Marcel.

"Late again, as usual." The young man conceited as he rose from the seat.

"Hoh! Aeron!" Tara quickly became annoyed and started storming towards him, only to be grabbed on the back of the collar by Román and held back.

"Tch! Control your pet girlfriend! Humph!" He looks away, but smirks as he touched a nerve.

"HRR! COME SAY THAT TO MY FACE MAN!" Tara bellowed as the sparks flew between them. "Grr! Let me at 'im! Let me at 'im! Ooh!" Her fists were clenched and her muscles taut.

"Tara calm down!"

"ENOUGH!" Professor Aspen demanded, raising her voice out of annoyance to silence everyone in the room before she casually walks into the study with Aeron. The three friends follow suit until they all reach a podium of sorts, with four pokéballs each resting neatly atop a small circular cushion. The projector is turned on showing each pokémon with their natural form, gender and name on the wall screen; then within moments the explanation begins. "Young master Forrest here, has been waiting to meet his partner as have you three. Now that you are at a responsible age to leave the borders of Oragen Province, you are eligible to battle and travel great distances with your very own pokémon." She pauses as the screen reveals a strange device. "The pokédex device is a crucial asset for your party that has many useful functions including giving advice and saving data on pokémon you both find and own out in the wild. Don't worry, there is one for each of you." She pauses again as the screen switches to a map of the Criolu Region. A vast amount of land can be found in all directions. "The land out there is very dangerous, the pokémon known to hunt and kill. Seals are most important for your own survival; for your partner's survival, as battles here are much more intense, gruesome and bloodthirsty than any other region known to man so far. Trainers and their pokémon have died on their travels, and I do not wish for you to face the same fate. Vigilance is key to your own survival, and the survival of others including family and friends."

"And the other municipalities we will be passing through?" Aeron asked.

"Urban locations you need not worry about, it is habitats and natural formations that must be taken into consideration here."

"What are the Seals used for?" Marcel questioned.

"They are used to protect your pokémon from dangerous attacks that will cause more than status ailments and KOs. The gym battles here use a certain rule, if the Seal Barrier is broken you lose the round if you cannot use another. The barriers don't stop knock-outs, and certain attacks may cause knock-outs even after the Barrier is already broken. Different strategies work to your advantage, and there are many types that trainers may use. This includes different kinds of Seal as well, but strategies may also drain both you and your pokémon."

"But what about in the wild? Do they use Seals?" Tara worriedly asked.

"No! They survive and fight without, learning from experience. Any trainer can use a Seal, but with skill and ability naturally borne into any wild pokémon, certain sneak and damaging attacks may come into play before the Seal is used. This can turn the tide quite dramatically, causing Seal ailments so they have a better chance. I advise using the Seal consistently until you have perfected your major strategies."

"I seem to believe that some partner pokémon may refuse the Seal. Can that happen? Has it happened in the past?" Román complied in question.

"It has, and these pokémon would not be allowed to take part in either gym or trainer battles, due to the disregard to rules."

"I see!"

"Any other questions?" There is silence, giving Professor Aspen reason to move on. "If there are no more questions, then feel free to choose which pokémon will be your lifelong partner. You each have a choice from one of four pokémon." When she says each pokémon, their picture shows up on screen. "Croagard; the Frog pokémon, a Water/Steel type. Lizarsiser; the Lizard pokémon, a Fire/Fight type. Aderalite; the Snake pokémon, a Grass/Poison type. Pariagal; the Eagle pokémon, a Flying/Psychic type." She pauses before continuing. "Have we decided?" The only one who did not seem fazed was Aeron. Clearly he has already decided on his pokémon and walks to the podium to collect, ready to be the responsible trainer to train and nurture his lifelong partner.

"Hm! No sweat! Pariagal I've been studying for months now, until I was ready to train it." He looks at Marcel, Tara and Román. "I doubt any of these losers even studied."

Tara is quickly angered after being called a loser. "Take that back Aeron!" Sparks soon fly again when Aeron blanks her. "Uggh!"

"Hey! We did too Aeron!" Marcel replied quite annoyed, but then Tara charges for the podium and collects her partner, instantly glaring angrily at Aeron. Marcel knew as did Román, that Aeron has asked for a pokémon battle. "Heh! You've done it now Aeron."

"Nice knowing you." Román laughs slightly.

"You and me Aeron! Pokémon battle! Outside!"

"Huh?" Aeron seemed confused.

"My Aderalite, versus your Pariagal."

"If you think I will respect you, you can think again." He smirks. "Everyone knows that a Pariagal will always beat an Aderalite. You'll just be worthless experience." He snobbishly responded.

"Now, Aeron!" Tara would not let it slide, and Aeron could not refuse a reckless challenge he knows he will win. They both head outside into the town; towards the trainers' battlefield that overlooks the park, ready to battle it out. Marcel and Román walk to the podium to collect their lifelong partner before heading off, but Marcel stops only to ask one final question to the professor.

"Do our pokéballs have a Seal that goes with them?"

"I'm glad you have asked Marcel." She heads to a small metal container on the counter in the lobby, and takes out three Seal devices before heading back to him. Román stops and looks back wondering what Marcel is doing while Lacea still sits quietly with her tail wagging, taking in all the new details. The professor hands over the three Seals to Marcel. "Aeron already has his, but do give Tara hers before she battles."

"Don't worry. She'll get it."

"Also. The Seals regenerate over time, so don't worry about fixing them.

"Okay."

"And Lacea, though due for her assessment." She pauses. "Would you mind bringing her to Achionus City pokémon Lab? I have the necessary equipment down in the vault there."

"Not at all. Thanks Professor." He runs to Román after calling Lacea, before they all start to head off. "See ya later!" Waving at Professor Aspen they both quickly search for Tara and Aeron, Lacea leading the way as she also knows of the battlefield location.

The scene at the battlefield is tense and somewhat illogical in a way similar to that of a dumb choice. Aeron simply stares Tara down with his pokéball and PokéSeal in hand, thinking on all the things he could do to mortify his opponent in the battle. Tara stands there impatiently, waiting for Aeron to make the first move.

"Come on! Throw!"

"Ahh! So I see you have not realised." His reply seemed rather sarcastic.

"What?" She hastily questioned.

"You haven't got your Seal." Tara soon realised at that moment, that she left the Seal back at the lab after Aeron answered her question. "Tch! Everyone knows that Trainers can't battle other Trainers without this Seal."

"I said throw!"

"And tar my perfect win, hah! You must be joking." He smirks giving Tara another reason to get mad.

"We haven't even battled yet!"

"Fighting you will be a win anyway."

"Hrr! Enough of this bullcrap!" It is then that Marcel and Román arrive in the field with Lacea, glad the battle could not begin without Tara's PokéSeal.

"Tara! Catch!" Marcel throws the PokéSeal for Tara to catch, as Román stands at the wings of the battle with Lacea to referee. Once Tara catches the Seal, she instantly throws out her pokéball.

"Aderalite go!" A small Adder manifests onto the field as its pokéball returns to Tara. A quick glance at its surroundings it seems to back away in worry, searching for a hiding place after realising it is now in a pokémon battle.

"Adera." It says part of its pokémon name with a roll of its tongue in worry.

"Hm. Go Sentaero!" He throws his pokéball as Tara replies.

"You've named him already!" Pariagal manifest onto the field as its pokéball returns to Aeron.

"Paria!" It says a part of its pokémon name with much enthusiasm.

"You got a problem with that!"

"Hrr! Of course not!" With the Seal in hand she throws it in Aderalite's direction. It anchors itself on the body of her pokémon as it looks and reacts to it in fright. Not wanting to battle, it slithers behind Tara quite rapidly, crying 'Adera' repeatedly towards a quiet notion.

"A pokémon who won't battle! Ha! You're such a loser!" Aeron throws his PokéSeal so it anchors onto Pariagal's chest as Tara kneels down trying to comfort her pokémon.

"Please little one." Her voice is considerately calm despite the prior anger toward her opponent. "I know this is your first battle. I promise to not force you unless you want to battle. I trust in you Adiemus." She hugs him to try and comfort him more, giving a trusting lick on her face as Adiemus calms down.

"Adera, Aderalite." His reply is very much joyous and he willingly charges back into battle.

"The 1-on-1 battle will commence momentarily!" Román began as he turns his gaze to Aderalite and Tara, raising one arm. "On the blue side, Tara and her Aderalite!" He turns to Aeron and Pariagal raising his other arm. "On the red side, Aeron and his Pariagal!" He pauses, ready to watch the field of change. "Begin!" He lowers his arms to signal both Tara and Aeron to start.

"Sentaero! Use Tackle!"

"Evade it Adiemus!" The quick reflex from Adiemus meant that it could easily dodge the tackle attack, the barriers flaring. Afterwards, Tara had a trick up her sleeve. "Now use head butt!" Adiemus quickly charged and head butted Sentaero, knocking him back across the ground with a dusty trail in front, as the Seal returns to its elliptical shape.

"Sentaero! Use Fury Attack!" Sentaero uses fury attack causing Adiemus to slide back towards Tara. The attack made three hits, and by the end the barrier looked damaged. "Hah! Try that on for size!" Tara seemed to have no other clue on what she could do now. If she tackled with the Seal in use, she may damage it further which was not at all what she planned to do. Recalling what Professor Aspen had said about strategies, she releases the barrier and uses her next move much to the Aderalite's surprise.

"Adiemus use Tackle!" Adiemus uses his tackle against the Pariagal's barrier, damaging it and giving Aeron something to worry about. Though his Pariagal is knocked back a short distance unbalanced, it recovers its footing.

"Uh!"

"What about that!?"

"Tara fights with a smart comeback!" Román began. "What does Aeron plan to do with the change of battle strategy!? Does he have his own retaliation!?"

"You can beat him Tara!" Marcel called, cheering her on in hope she may win. The glare Aeron gave both Tara and Marcel informed them he meant business.

"Hrr! Tackle!" Pariagal flies at speed ready to tackle, forcing Tara to bring the barrier back up in case evading the attack does not work.

"Adiemus evade!" The Aderalite manages to dodge the attack a second time, before Tara plans on using her pokémon's only other attack she knows will lower the defence of the Pariagal's Seal. "Now use Leer!" Adiemus stares down Sentaero as his eyes flash yellow, the crack of the Seal ringing in everyone's ears. Aeron gasps in surprise as he sees how damaged the Seal on Sentaero has become. How on Earth did Tara manage to strike Sentaero's PokéSeal that quickly? How did she release the Seal? If I could figure it out this battle would be over by now! He thought, second guessing how weak he thought Tara had been, judging a book by its cover. Just one more attack. If I can have Adiemus attack once more, this battle is a total win. Tara thought as she began strategising what attack she could use to end this battle.

"Leer!"

"Fly high Sentaero, then use Tackle!" They both order in unison. Aeron knew Leer would be used again by his opponent, so he instantly planned the ending attack in advance. Adiemus' only chance to win ended so suddenly when he is forced into a rolling KO.

"Adiemus! No!" Tara runs to the Aderalite's aid, as the dust and dirt settles around both Seals. Pariagal is breathing heavily, but had remained standing for the win.

"Aderalite is unable to battle! Aeron wins the match!" Román concluded before walking back to Tara. Both battlers return their pokémon to their pokéballs and retrieve their Seals, Aeron passing by Tara without so much as a second glance in her direction.

"Hm! Later!" He disappears behind the trees in the direction of the woods, as Marcel, Tara and Román look quite confused at his sudden departure. After a pause they too head into the woods.

Who knows what pokémon we'll find in the Oriage Woods?" Marcel stated quite ecstatically.

"Just as long as we don't stay in here for too long. These kind of places scare me." Tara replied a little in worry, though Román quickly calms her again.

"You know we'll both protect you. Even our pokémon would protect us, so don't worry so much. Once we reach Camarra City, we can relax." They then disappear within the tall trees of the Oriage Woods.