Hey guys, so it's been a while since I've uploaded anything new, so I figured I owed you all and this is the result! Ta dah! My very first Pokémon story! I hope you guys like it, leave a review for me so I know what you guys want and if you like it, just please, if you leave any criticism, be as nice as possible and no rudeness, you don't like it, then don't read it. Simple! Anyway, enjoy!


With a yawn I awoke gradually, blinking dreamily in the gentle morning sunlight as I felt something tickle my face, cooing softly and I gave a sleepy sigh. "Go away Pidgey, it's too early to get up." I murmured with another yawn, stretching out to click my back and turn over in my nice, warm, comfortable bed.

Pidgey gave another squawk then fluttered its little wings as I tried to go back to sleep, however I felt the bird Pokémon's talons softly grip onto my leg as it settled. I was just about asleep again when a hard beak jabbed down into my rear and with a loud yelp, I leaped up with waving arms. "Agh! I'm awake, I'm awake!" Pidgey gave a chorus of chirping laughter, fluttering about my room as I picked myself up off the floor. "What's the wakeup call for?" I demanded haughtily as I rubbed my head, hair strewn all over the place. Then I looked at my calendar. "Wait a minute…"

Today was circled in red, proclaiming proudly and suddenly, it all clicked into place. "I'm getting my first Pokémon today." I blinked before it all suddenly came crashing down on me. "I'm getting my first Pokémon today!" I trumpeted with glee, leaping up and began to dance around my room as Pidgey fluttered around with me, chirping warmly. "I get to be a trainer! I can go and catch all the Pokémon there are and be the best of the best!"

Rushing to my wardrobe I flung it open then pulled out a pair of three quarter length denim shorts, a light blue shirt and then my black and white sneakers. Turning around to face the mirror I grabbed my brush and hastily yanked my hair into place, the dark mahogany tresses playing stubborn this morning. "Come on! I need to go get my first Pokémon from Professor Oak!" I groaned, pouting at my reflection.

Finally I managed to sweep the top half of my hair back, leaving my large green eyes to be exposed and I sighed with relief. At least now I look presentable. Looking at my clock I still had an hour before I needed to leave, but I was too excited to wait around now. "Thanks for waking me up Pidgey, you're the greatest!" I grinned at our pet Pokémon, who chirped proudly as it rested on the wooden head of my bed.

Reaching out I stroked its soft feathers and it rubbed into my hand, spreading its wings slightly. My parents have had this Pokémon for as long as I can remember. I think I was about four when dad came home carrying this poor, injured Pokémon into our house during a thunderstorm and we had done all we could to make it better and ensuring it lived through the night before taking it to the Pokémon centre the moment the storm had cleared up.

Pidgey hadn't left our side since. It was the perfect companion, watching over me as I grew and kept me from getting into too much trouble. I had a tendency to wander off as a kid and I remember one time I had gone into some tall grass in search of Pokémon when a Spearow attacked me, pecking at my small body as I cried.

My parents having sent Pidgey to look for me, our Pokémon had dived in from above and tackled it to the ground, knocking it out in one strike. I remember being so happy to see Pidgey that day that I had not let it go for a long time after that, cuddling its warm, feathery body until it pecked my head to make me let go, but still remained close and even perched at the end of my bed as I slept.

Shaking my head I smiled at Pidgey. "I'm going out to become a Pokémon master now, I'll train real hard and earn loads of badges from the gyms before going for the Pokémon league! What do you think, Pidgey? Think I could do it?" In answer Pidgey gave a soft cry of its name, closing its eyes and spreading its wings before nipping at my shirt and tugging, gently rubbing its head into me. "Haha! I knew you would agree." I grinned, stroking its head one last time before running to my door. "I'll see you later mom, bye dad!"

"Now wait just one minute young lady." My mom was suddenly standing in front of me, plump and hands situated firmly on her hips as she stood in front of the door. "You haven't even had breakfast or brushed your teeth. You can't go to Professor Oak until you have had something decent to eat." I groaned.

"But I need to get my Pokémon before the other trainers take them all! Now that I'm ten, I can get my license, my Pokémon then head out to start my journey to becoming the greatest trainer in the world!" Clasping my hands together I pleaded with my mom to let me go. "Please can I just go right now?"

"Not until you have had something to eat." She reiterated then spun me around, sternly pushing me towards the breakfast table. "Now eat up. I made pancakes." But I didn't want pancakes, I was far too nervous to eat anything.

Dad let his newspaper drop so that he peered over the top, his glasses glinting in the morning sunlight. He winked at me as I picked at my pancake, feeling impatient and jittery. "Oh let her run along, my dear." Dad said to mom as she hummed a song at the stove. "She's far too excited to eat a thing. The sooner she has her license and Pokémon, the sooner she can come back home and eat a proper breakfast." Mom paused, thinking about it and I instantly leaped up.

"Yes! I can't eat a thing. I feel all nervous and excited to even look at food!" To prove my point I pushed the plate away and turned my head, making a face as I did so. Pidgey flapped its wings and called out as if in agreement, sitting on the perch we had made for it a long time ago.

Mom sighed then nodded her head with a smile. "Alright, but you hurry right back! You understand? I'll have some things ready for you to take with you on your journey."

"Yes!" Leaping up into the air with a fist, I lunged over to dad, kissed his cheek then practically flew out the door faster than a Dewgong in the water. "By mom! Bye dad! See you real soon!" I ran all the way there, my heart pounding faster than my feet as they hammered against the ground.

Slowly Professor Oak's research facility came into view and I only ran faster, seeing two other trainers already there and speaking to him. "Wait! Don't forget me! I'm coming!" I yelled, rushing with laboured breaths before skidding to a halt to stand alongside the others.

With a huge intake of breath I hunched over then gripped my knees. "Wow, you guys got here real early." I panted, trembling from my sudden early morning exercise. "Did I miss anything?"

"No of course not Ruby, you're just in time." Professor Oak assured me with a kind smile. "My grandson Gary and this other trainer Viktor had only just arrived. It appears you're all eager to meet your new Pokémon." Standing up straight I beamed at him.

"Of course!" Glancing to the others I quickly drew in their faces. Gary wore simple yet stylish clothes, a long sleeved purple shirt and also a necklace which hung down to his diaphragm, which looked rather weird to me. His dark hair spiked in all directions and he looked to be a little older than us other trainer initiates but he was ten, just like all the rest of us. The other aspiring trainer was short, with a smart buttoned up shirt, shorts and trainers, his light brown hair was smoothed back and he constantly fiddled with his glasses, chewing on his lips as he stood beside the taller Gary.

"Well it looks like Ash isn't going to turn up any time soon grandpa, I think we should just go in and get our Pokémon. He snoozes, he loses." Gary said with a smug smirk, folding his arms across his chest. It was only then that I noticed the group of cheerleaders sitting in the flashy red sports car, cooing and smiling prettily. "Gary, Gary he's our man! If he can't do it no one can!"

Arching my eyebrow I looked at him. "You actually have your own fan club?" I queried and that irritating smirk grew wider.

"Sure. They all know that I'm going to be the greatest trainer ever, so they're all rooting for me." He leaned a little closer then laughed. "Why, you want to join up?" I rolled my eyes.

"No thanks, I just think that's a little lame. You have to get a bunch of girls to actually cheer for you because it's the only way you can tell others how stuck up you are." Gary's face dropped in shock as I stepped forwards, following Professor Oak as he had turned and was already heading up the path.

"This way kids! Come and meet your Pokémon." Viktor trotted behind me, snickering behind his hand as Gary continued to stare at me with a look of disbelief. My insides clenched with excitement as we were led through the lab, heading towards the room where our Pokémon lay waiting for us. I could hardly wait, I didn't even know which one I wanted to choose!

There was Squirtle, the water type Pokémon, or there was Bulbasaur the grass type. I remember my mom told me to go for one of these two because they were nicer and easier to train, however I could not help but remain interested in the hottest Pokémon of all. Charmander, the fire type Pokémon.

Though they all held great power and were exceptional as Pokémon, I think I won't know which one I'll pick until I get there and see them. "So what Pokémon do you want to get?" Gary asked us. "I myself want the Squirtle so he's off the books. You two will have to fight over who gets the last two."

"Oh uh I…" Victor stammered, unsure of how to answer him so I frowned, lifted my chin then spoke up.

"If Victor or I want to take the Squirtle then we'll all have to reason with one another. Just because you're the Professor's grandson does not mean you get first choice. I think we should do this fairly."

"Quite right Ruby." Professor Oak said to me as he stood in front of a door. Instantly my heart leaped to my throat. This was it! "Now, inside are the three starter Pokémon and one of them is going to be your future companion. I want you all to think very carefully about the Pokémon you choose, because once you have chosen then I am afraid you will not be able to change your mind, unless you persuade someone else to trade with you." Biting on my lip I glanced to the others quickly.

Victor looked as nervous as I felt but Gary was as cool and calm as a Rattata bathing in the sun with a full belly. "Now, in we go." The door slid open and the Professor led us inside. Instantly I spotted the podium with the three Pokéballs sat neatly inside the dome, each one containing one of the three starter Pokémon Professor Oak had been given for us. "Think carefully kids, go and have a look at their information and decide which one you like the look of best." Gary instantly went to the Squirtle and pointed to it.

"I'm going to have this one." His grandfather arched an eyebrow then looked at both Viktor and me. Shooting a look at Gary I went around the three Pokémon and read the information that Professor Oak had drawn up for us.

Squirtle was excellent in defence because of its hard shell and its water attacks could hit with excellent precision and force. Bulbasaur was very balanced, with a range of attacks from its Vine Whip to Solar Beam which it could learn when it had gained more experience. However Charmander was a full blown attacking Pokémon with a hot temper. It took patience, confidence and skill to train a Charmander especially when it evolved into its later stages, but I couldn't help but imagine how powerful we could be together.

"I uh…I think I will take this one." Viktor babbled timidly, standing before the Bulbasaur Pokéball. "It looks a little easier to train than the other two." My mind made up, I went and stood before the Charmander assuredly.

"In that case, I'll take this one." The Professor hummed softly, holding his chin thoughtfully as he looked at us and our choices.

"Very interesting. I'm quite surprised you didn't go for the Charmander Gary." He admitted to his grandson who smirked with crossed arms.

"Yeah, Charmander's great but Squirtle has a better temperament as well as being strong in the defence category. It's important that trainers make sure that their Pokémon are strong in all aspects especially when they start battling." He shot me a look then smirked. "That little fire lizard may be powerful when it evolves but it'll be vulnerable to my water attacks." Grinding my teeth together I clenched my fingers into fists.

"Fire lizard? You wait and see. One day my Pokémon will battle yours and we'll show you just how strong we are no matter our defence stats!" I practically yelled at him until Professor Oak touched my shoulder and pulled me back.

"Alright, that's enough you two. How about we stop this and meet your Pokémon?" Instantly forgetting my anger I turned as the dome opened, sliding away and I reached out to pick up the Pokéball that held my new Charmander. It was lighter than I expected it to be though there was also a slight warmth to the smooth surface. "Okay, when you're ready press the middle button and let out your Pokémon." Professor Oak instructed so with a deep breath, I pressed the button.

The top flipped open and a flash of white light swept out, making me gasp as it journeyed to the floor then began to make a shape. Staring in awe I watched as a Charmander took shape, blinking its large brown eyes and I could only stare back with a shocked smile.

"My own Charmander…" I murmured then grinned. "Hi! I'm Ruby, you're new trainer." I knelt down and faced it, unable to supress my grin which was steadily growing wider over my face. "It's nice to meet you."

"Char!" The Pokémon beamed back at me, waving its arms as the flame on its tail sparked a little brighter. I giggled as it leaped at me and I instantly held out my arms for it, expecting a warm hug. What I got was a smack to my head with the firm skull as the Charmander then leaped back from me, snickering as I landed flat on my rear. "Hey! That was not nice." I scowled at it with a pout.

"Ha! I see you two are getting off to a smashing start." Gary joked and I glared at him. Did he really think that was funny?

"Oh haha, you're so hilarious." I grumbled, rubbing my head as the Charmander began to parade in front of me, crowing proudly. "You and I are going to have some very deep discussions." Suddenly I felt crushed. When I pictured receiving my first Pokémon, I had expected it to be a bonding moment that would forever remain in our hearts. Obviously not.

"So you can choose to nickname your Pokémon if you wish, it sometimes helps establish a better relationship." I couldn't help but shoot a second filthy look to the Professor for saying this. I could see that he too was struggling to hide his laughter as I picked myself up. "Now, here are your Pokédex's, Dexter I like to call them. These will record all the Pokémon that you see on your journeys and will give you information about them. I advise you go and find as many as you can and catch them too, it will help to develop your skills as a trainer and also prepare you for greater challenges. Providing, of course, you have trained your Pokémon well." I looked down to Charmander who was now yawning and scratching its side before turning to look up at me.

"Hmm…" I arched an eyebrow then sighed. Well, there was no going back on my choice now. I was stuck with this proud, rude and what seemed to be lazy Pokémon. Perhaps Gary should have picked him. They would have gone well together. "Okay, I can do this." I told myself, clenching my fist and closing my eyes to calm down. "Just stay firm and do your best."

Receiving my Pokédex from Professor Oak, I gratefully accepted some Pokéballs too. "So, are you going to nickname your Charmander?" He asked me as handed the items over to me.

"I don't know. I can't think of any names that would really suit him." I answered, watching as Charmander communicated with the Squirtle and Bulbasaur, the three of them seeming to get along perfectly fine.

"You think about it. Just remember, a good trainer will always find a way to succeed, no matter how impossible things may seem. You know this Charmander came from Cinnabar Island, from an egg that was found there abandoned near the volcano. Hatched it here myself." Looking up at the Professor I digested his words then nodded my head. I took the Pokéball that Charmander had come from then clicked the middle button.

"Charmander, return." A jet of red light shot out and swallowed it, settling it back into the Pokéball. With a sigh I watched as the ball shrank back to a small size in my hand before slipping it onto my belt. "Thanks Professor, I won't let you down." I promised him with a wave as I headed out the door.

"Hey Ruby, wait up!" Gary called and I turned to face him just as I had stepped out the door. "How about you and I have a little battle right now to test out our new Pokémon? Let's see who really has natural talent." I blinked at him then laughed.

"No, I'm okay. I'm not dumb enough to leap into a battle when I only just got my new Pokémon. I'm going to train it and form a bond with it so that we'll be stronger in battle. See you around Gary." I waved over my shoulder as I turned then strode out the facility.

The moment I was outside I side, shoulders slumping. Perhaps this was just a one off. Maybe Charmander wasn't so bad but just wanted to test my character. We'll grow to be best friends, you wait and see!