Welcome pokemon lovers. This is my personal pokemon journey. I have planned this for a long time, mostly during my current age of fifteen. I have thought through and revised several parts, and now I'm finally making my dream a reality.

My OC is entirely based off myself. Same goes for other OCs I may have, they're entirely whoever I base them off of.

There will be several parts to the journey, starting with my trek through Unova. Pokephilia and other content may appear, but it's not a focus. I'll be doing multi perspective in this, but my main OC's persective will appear a lot more often. This is not an SYOC, or at least the most of it. If it will be, I'll say something when the time comes. I'll have a few OC's, and they'll be introduced at separate times. For time, I'll use the twenty-four hour more often. For the story, parents won't be mention if they exist.

Also, I'll use ***example*** for perspective, -example- for place change, and {example} for time change.

Now, onto Unova.

***POV ?***

-Nuvema Town-

{9:00}

I woke up after sleeping in. I enjoyed when I slept in. But living with my pokemon, there are times I'm unable to.

Who am I you ask? I'm Brad Yveshku. Odd last name, but I'm not bothered by it. I actually like the sound of the beginning.

I'm fifteen right now, and haven't started my journey. I've done a few things, just didn't get to starting my journey yet. Also, I have depression. That's part of the reason I haven't started. I just wasn't up to it before.

Let's see, I'm intelligent, mostly independent, imaginative, quiet, and some other things. I can think ahead, fend for myself if I need to, understand pokemon better than most, and some more things.

I got out of bed and went downstairs. I usually leave my pokemon out of their poke balls. They like it that way.

My Lucario was in the living room, finishing his breakfast. "Morning sleepy head." Lucario was taught English when he was still a Riolu. I'm interested in teaching Quilava english, and whatever pokemon hatches from the egg I have. Just an idea.

I bypassed the comment and went straight to the kitchen. I made a simple breakfast of cereal. I went back to the living room and began eating. I looked around while I was eating. "Where's Quilava?"

"Outside." I had a feeling Lucario was reading my aura again. He's been doing that often.

I'll see what Quilava's doing in a bit. I'm interested in why Lucario's been reading my aura lately. "Just wondering, why do you read my aura in the mornings?"

He looked at me. "First off, you're still in pajamas." I looked at myself. Whatever, I'll change before I go outside. "Now the answer to your question. I've simply been interested in seeing improvement. But clearly your depression isn't going away. I feel as you need to do something."

I thought of saying something, but he's right. I've only been getting worse, and I've had various unpleasant thoughts. "Maybe later."

I went back upstairs. Looking through my clothes, I finally came to a decision. I chose a simple white shirt with jeans. I went back downstairs and walked straight outside. I see no point to putting on my shoes when it hasn't rained, snowed, etc.

Quilava was playing around with a wild Lillipup from route one. I went over to her, and the Lillipup stepped back. Quilava turned around, wondering why Lillipup became slightly nervous. I got down on my knees and Quilava ran to me. She jumped up on me. I considered myself lucky, having a female Quilava when all the starters have a 7:1 male to female ratio.

I picked up Quilava, and she climbed onto my shoulders. She liked being there, but there'll come a time when she evolves again and can't be on my shoulder.

I reached out my hand, and spoke to the wild Lillipup. "Come on. I wouldn't hurt you."

"Quil!" I could tell that she agreed. That's something I liked. I had quite an ability for understanding pokemon.

The Lillipup began sniffing my hand. Whatever, bonds aren't necessarily made instantly. I have the patience to wait. Lillipup looked at Quilava, then at me, then at Quilava again. Lillipup looked at me again before rubbing against my hand.

I pet the top of Lillipup's head. Quilava jumped from my shoulders and started playing with Lillipup again. I smiled at this simple moment.

***POV Lucario***

I think he needs to do something. Simple moments like that aren't going to do anything for his depression.

I had walked out of the house, and now I'm watching him with Quilava and a wild Lillipup. His depression will only get worse, and he needs to do something about it.

I walked away, no longer interested. I looked around Nuvema, simply wondering if anything could help. Then I came to the biggest building in the town, which really wasn't big.

It was Professor Juniper's lab. I knocked on the door. I knew she was here, but I'm not going to barge in. That's rude.

Professor Juniper opened the door, then looked around. "Down here."

She looked down after hearing my voice. "Oh, hi Lucario. How's your morning?"

"Decent. But Brad's isn't quite good."

She stepped out of the building and looked at route one. "He seems fine."

"If only you could read his aura. His depression has gotten worse, and I think he needs to do something about it."

Both me and the professor watched him and the two pokemon, thinking. My eyes trailed from him, down route one. Then I though of something. "What if he began his pokemon journey?"

Juniper looked down at me. Sometimes, I wish I was a little taller. "Wonderful idea. I'm sure beginning his pokemon journey would be beneficial to all three of you. Do you think he'd just be fine with you two?"

"Well you and I know how he is."

"Got it. Send him here first thing in the morning." I looked at her, but she already went back inside.

***POV Brad***

The Lillipup had left, so Quilava came back on my shoulders. I swear she's at least going to try and get on my shoulders when she evolves again.

I started walking back towards the house. Quilava let her eyes close. Sometimes, playing can be tiring, depending on how much you play, how intense the game may be, things like that. I pet her to sleep, and she fell asleep pretty quickly.

I got into the house, and Lucario wasn't here. Whatever, I trust him to be out on his own. I trust Quilava too, but she's younger.

I placed Quilava on the couch and walked over to my tv. I turned on my game, and turned the volume down to let Quilava sleep.

{15:00}

Lucario walked in now. "Escape from the outside world. That's my guess for playing this time."

I paused my game, and simply turned to face him. I know he didn't get in trouble or anything. I just wasn't in the mood for, well, anything really. So yeah, he had it right in a way.

"Anyways, Professor Juniper wants you to go to her lab tomorrow."

Questions filled my head. Why might Juniper want to see me tomorrow? Why isn't it ready today? What is it in the first place? All I said was "Why?"

"Beats me. She just told me to tell you to go there tomorrow."

"Okay." I turned back to my game, then saw something in the distance outside the window. I jumped up from the couch, and ran to the door. I put on my shoes, and turned to Lucario and Quilava. She had woken earlier.

"What is it this time?"

I pointed to the window. "That."

Lucario looked out the window. "What's that?"

"I want to know. Let's go."

All three of us went outside. Lucario got there quicker, from using extremespeed. Professor Juniper stepped out of her lab, curious on what was going on.

Quilava and I ran to where Lucario was. There was two figures, dressed in an odd grey uniform. They were catching some of the pokemon in nets.

"You have no reason to do that!"

They both turned to me after I yelled that. One of the figures began talking. "But of course we do. We're obtaining some more pokemon for Team Plasma. Then we'll take them back and they can be distributed amongst us grunts."

I honestly couldn't think about this. What they were doing was wrong. Is it only route one, or did they obtain pokemon from other places? I checked and saw something. One of the trapped pokemon was the Lillipup from before. "I refuse to stand by. Lucario, Quilava," both pokemon nodded in my direction.

Since the one person said, "us grunts", I could only assume they were Team Plasma grunts. Both grunts sent out a pokemon each. One Pidove, and one Purrloin. "Use fake out Purrloin."

"Pidove, air cutter."

I know the only thing that could outspeed fake out, is a faster pokemon using fake out. Purrloin was headed for Lucario. Due to that, I reacted as quickly as I could. "Flamethrower." Quilava responded, hitting Purrloin and accidentally hitting Lucario because of the speed gained using fake out. "Aura sphere." Lucky enough, flamethrower hit Purrloin before fake out hit Lucario. Lucario charged and released an aura sphere at the Pidove. Air cutter still hit Lucario and Quilava.

Both grunts returned their pokemon, as they fainted from the single moves. Get your pokemon strong if you're going to try what you were doing.

"Get out of here now." Both grunts ran away, not wanting to be attacked themselves. "Who were they?"

"Your guess is as good as mine." I turned around to see Professor Juniper. "But one things for sure."

"What?"

"I didn't know you were that good of a trainer. You're wonderful at battling."

I didn't know what to say. I really didn't. "Thanks Juniper. But it's really Quilava and Lucario. Lucario trusted Quilava not to hit him. It wasn't just me, they are as equal in the battle as I am."

"You're such a wonderful trainer. Not only your battle capabilities, but also treating your pokemon as equals." Professor Juniper closed her eyes for a second. She spoke again when she opened them. "I definitely want you to come to the lab tomorrow."

I went up to the net that they left behind. Well, nets. It was obvious the grunts went to other places. Over three quarters of the trapped pokemon weren't native to route one.

I began to open the nets, letting out all the pokemon. Lucario assisted me, while Quilava calmed them through talking.

Eventually, I came to a net with a pokemon I reconized. It was the Lillipup from earlier today. I let the pokemon out. It walked out, then ran to the space between my legs. Quilava reconized Lillipup, and came over here.

We finished making sure all the pokemon are fine. After that, we found someone to bring them to their homes. Some people would think it's odd to see that many pokemon walking with a single person.

I started to head home, with Lucario and Quilava following me. I turned to say something. "Maybe I will go to the lab tomorrow."

***POV Juniper***

{19:24}

I honestly am impressed by his abilities. I think he's gonna go far.

I walked into the room containing the unova starters. I let them out often, but they have their own room they sleep in. It has a window that's positioned perfectly for Snivy to use it's photosynthesis abilities. They have a small pool of water. They each have their own bed. This is their room. Though it may get awkward when one or two of them are female, the three starters get along fine.

Snivy, Tepig, and Oshawott were all here, getting ready for bed. Tepig was already in his. Snivy looked at me when I walked in. "Sorry, but I have something to tell you." Oshawott and Tepig then looked at me. "One of you will be going on a journey with a new trainer tomorrow. Now, goodnight guys."

***POV Brad***

{22:42}

I simply couldn't sleep. I woke up and went downstairs. Quilava and Lucario were both one the couch, in addition to my pokemon egg in incubation on the living room table. I tip-toed past them, not wanting to wake them.

Often, when I can't sleep. I'll go on my phone and use my wifi. But it was different this time. This was like a few other moments, and I hope my pokemon don't see this. Just like those other moments, I went to the kitchen.

All I did was stand there, looking at the knife set. My depression has brought me to do this before, and yet, I fought my urge every time. I did eventually grab a knife, but didn't do anything. Why? Why do I get the urge to see my own blood sometimes? My questions would remain unanswered.

I put the kitchen knife on the counter, and held it there. I was pushing it against the countertop, simply so I didn't do anything.

Yet, despite my efforts to keep myself from taking such actions, I still picked up the knife again. I held it to my left wrist, thinking about where to cut. I stood my phone up and turned it on, so I could see where I cut.

I started softly, don't ask how. I let the blade run over my skin, barely touching it. I eventually put enough pressure to make a mark, but not cut yet. Finally, I pushed the blade into my skin, but didn't cut it. I moved my wrist the tiniest bit, and I felt a small prick of pain as the blade pierced my skin once again.

I quickly withdrew the knife and placed it back. I slumped to the ground and held my wrist, looking at it as the blood slowly poured out. I had it positioned so no blood would drip to the floor. I watched my blood collect, and even placed my finger in it. I licked the blood from my finger, but left my wrist alone. Such a deep taste. I would never think of cannibalism or anything close, but I liked the taste of my blood. Just as I liked the sight of it.

I closed my eyes, thinking to myself. I can't believe that my depression has gotten this bad. Lucario's right. I really need to do something.

I went back to bed, still making sure no blood dripped to the floor. I've gotten urges to see my blood, and haven't thought deeply about it till now. How bad could this possibly get?

I tried to think of better things. Why might Professor Juniper want to see me tomorrow? I guess I'll find out.

That's all for my first chapter.

Some things are a bit different. I only cut myself once. Before anyone says anything, I can handle myself. And I did it when I was home alone.

But that aside, I'm glad to have gotten my journey started. Until next time.