The next morning found Anya wandering the streets of Little Root, a bored expression etched on her face. Her mother, as she left for work, told her to go and meet the local pokemon professor. Apparently he was an old family friend and was interested in meeting her. A couple minutes of wandering around Anya finally found the lab, but was disappointed to find the front door locked and a sign that read "Researching on Route 101." Grumbling Anya pulled out a map from her pocket and after a quick look found the route knowing that her mother would not be happy if she went home without meeting the professor. Picking her way through a couple alleyways Anya quickly found herself at the edge of town facing RT 101, a few feet in front of her a young boy was glancing around nervously. Spotting her the young boy ran up and began pulling her towards the grass. "You got to help! A man is being attacked!" The young boy was shouting. Blinking Anya was a bit stunned at the suddenness of this information and when the shouts finally became clear Anya dug her feet in. "Why are you getting me! Call the police!" She growled at the boy while trying to free her arm. Unfortunately for her the young boy was stronger then he looked and soon Anya found herself near some trees with some wild poochyenas barking up one tree in particular. In said tree was a man holding onto the trunk like it was his life line, noticing Anya and the boy hope filled his face. "HEY! YOU! IN THE BAG ARE SOME POEKBALLS!" The man yelled down. Looking around Anya noticed three things: the young boy had disappeared (Coward Anya thought), all but one of the poochyenas had run, and finally the brown sack like bag near her feet. Grabbing the bag Anya quickly reached in and grabbed a random round object. Pulling it out Anya huffed in annoyance as she threw away the orange. She had more luck the second time and pulled out a deactivated pokeball. Enlarging it she called out "Go pokemon!" as she threw it towards the dog pokemon. A flash of light blinded everyone for a second and when it faded a small green lizard stood proudly. "Treeeeeecko!" It cried bravely.
"Tackle it!" Anya yelled at the treecko pointing wildly at the poochyena. Glancing at Anya the treecko seemed to size her up. Nodding to itself the treecko ran at the still barking poochyena and tackled it to the ground. From there it became a contest of stamina as both pokemon repeatedly tackled each other. Anya watched the battle, if it could be called that, while fighting back a fit laughter. Finally, with one last tackle from the treecko, the poochyena decided it had had enough and ran off whining loudly. At that point the man decided it was safe to come down from the tree. While he was making his way the treecko had approached Anya and was now sniffing her. Reaching down Anya smiled as she gently rubbed the lizards head. By then the man was on the ground and dusting himself off. "Thank you for saving me." He said smiling, "My name is Professor Conrad Birch., but you can call me Prof. Birch if you'd like." Anya bowed her head "Its nice to meet you Prof. Birch, my name is Anya Herdi." During the introductions the treecko decided that it didn't like being ignored and began to climb up Anya's jeans and shirt before coming to rest on her shoulder. "Trrreeeeee." It purred loudly into Anya's ear. Birch smiled widened as Anya reached up and continued petting its head. "Your Lacey's daughter! I thought I recognized you! You must come to my lab!" And once again Anya found herself being dragged along without any warning. "Oh well." She murmured to the treecko on her shoulder. "At least I know where I'm going this time."
AN: Yes I made up a first name for Birch. Reviews are appreciated, constructive criticism is appreciated
