I do not own Pokemon or any of its characters, but I do own all of my Oc's.

Chapter 2

It was a few hours later when Emma had awoken in a white bed in the infirmary. She let out a small moan of pain when her muscles painfully flexed reflexively. She could tell she was going to be in pain for a few days but it was a pain she could ignore. Though, her headache wasn't as manageable, when she opened her eyes, greeted by the late afternoon sun. She hissed in annoyance, wishing someone would have closed the blinds as the sunlight burned her eye.

As though it heard her thoughts the blinds closed, leaving her in the dark. She sighed with content but it was ruined when a voice broke through the silence.

"Can't keep out of trouble can you?" The voice asked in a low mocking tone, somewhere across from her.

Emma groaned. She knew that voice.

"What…doyou…want?" She asked, her speech slurred from just waking up. She shifted on the bed, ignoring the pain that made its way up her back and twisted around her waist. She sat up and turned to face Violet with a sleepy, pain filled expression.

Violet was sitting across from her on top of a white counter top, arms and legs crossed. The beautiful women wore a scowl on her face that greatly diminished her beauty as she glared at Emma with piercing eyes. "Nothing that you have, the only reason I'm here is waiting for you to get up so we could leave."

"We?" Emma asked confused. Violet didn't say anything for a second, only tapping her hand restlessly against the counter top. Emma gritted her teeth in annoyance but held on to numerous amounts of comments that wanted to spill from her mouth, along with questions.

She gripped the cover, pulled it back and placed her feet onto the cold white floor. She hesitated before putting her full weight on her legs. They felt like jelly, weak and wiggly. She placed her hands on the railing that was on the infirmary bed, gripping them tightly has she began to regain her balance.

She stood there for a moment before she had enough confidence to let go of the railing and turned to Violet, who watched her with eyes that seemed to look right into her soul. "What do…you mean we?"

Violet sighed in annoyance. "We as in both me and you leaving the Orre region by plane. How on earth do think I got here?" She spoke in a low tone as if someone was listening in. Her low tone made Emma strain her ears just to hear her whisper.

Emma glared at the way she was talking to her…like she was a five year old! "How was I supposed to know? Prof. Micheal never told me anything about riding in a plane with you!"

"Calm down brat" Violet said, looking away from Emma, shifting her gaze to the door that led to the hallway were footsteps could be heard coming towards the door "It seems they're coming to check on you…Michael was always a mother hen along with your mother"

Emma rolled her eyes and sat back down on the bed, slowly and easily, not wanting the pain in her ribs to get worse. "It's in their nature" She said softly, with a smile. She could remember all the times the Professor went into mommy mode if she ever got hurt. He was like a father figure to her, but she already had a father. Though he was in the Unova Region doing research on some pokemon there, at least that's what her mother had told her. Her and her father, Prof. Chris, had a very close relationship but sometimes he put too much time into research. But Emma and her mother both loved how he was active and always in wonder about the mysteries of the Pokemon world.

Her father was lean and didn't really have a muscular figure. He had short brown hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and held a nerdy, cute look. He had a strong love for Pokemon and always caught lots in each region he went to, always showing off them proudly to a young Emma and her mother.

"You said it" Violet said. She opened her mouth to say something else but closed it when Prof. Krane, Prof. Michael, and Emma's mother came in.

Eevee who was on her mother's shoulder jumped on the bed and trotted over to Emma, with her ears perked up and a worried feeling rolling off of her. Emma could tell Eevee was stressed by the muscles in her arms and legs looking strained. Eevee rubbed her head against Emma's side, nuzzling her hip. Emma rubbed the small Pokémon's head, pulling lightly on the longer hair on its forehead, then letting go and returned to rubbing her head. Eevee purred loudly as Emma massaged her scalp.

"Emma how are you feeling?" Her mother asked, walking up to her, softly laying a hand on her shoulder.

Emma gave her a pained smile "Fine just in a little pain but I can managed"

"Oh honey" Her mother cooed worriedly, walking over to her daughter and giving her a light hug.

Her mother was a beautiful woman with long brown hair that was pulled into a low pony tail and slung over her left shoulder, light brown eyes that was filled with warmth that Emma loved, pale skin, and a nice figure. Her mother was head assistant at the Lab and highly looked upon by others. She had a kind and caring personality but also an angry side that Emma never liked to see.

"Moooommmmmm" Emma whined, ignoring the pain that came with her mother hugging her lightly.

Prof. Krane frowned, staring at the bruises on Emma's stomach, where her vest had risen up. "It seems you took quiet a hit Emma"

"I did got the bruises to prove it" She says, rubbing her stomach soothingly to dull the pain.

He shook his head "You should have never fought, you should have listened to your mother" He gave her a look "Didn't Justy teach you about what happens when you get cocky in battle?"

She nodded and looked down, embarrassed. "Yes sir, you lose and make a big fool of yourself and your mentors"

"Exactly, you made yourself look like a fool today and lost the battle but thankfully Michael was able to stop the two men and capture their Shadow Pokemon"

Her head snapped up. "S-Shadow Pokemon?" Her eyes widened in fear. "But h-how? I thought Prof. Michael purified them all?"

Prof. Michael looked at her with a grim expression "I did but it seems that Shadow Pokemon once again has been created"

She jumped up from her spot. "Then we need to stop them or something!"

Her mother gave her a stern gaze and crossed her arms. "No Emma it's too dangerous to even consider that. Your just a child!" Seeing Emma's angered look, she glared.

Emma began to protest. "But!-"

"No buts Emma I'll deal with this like I did in the past" Prof. Michael said in a voice that she couldn't argue with.

She frowned. "Then how am I supposed to help?"

"By going to Kanto where it's safe and you could start your journey" Prof. Krane told her.

"That's not helping" She hissed, seething.

"Actually," Violet butted in; walking over to the group "It is helping. Think about it, you won't be here to be a burden they'll have to worry about" She told them, ignoring the looks that screamed for her to butt out and go somewhere else. She smirked mentally when they all glared at her but the small 10 year old was absolutely seething, her face turning red from anger.

Her mother began to protest. "She won't be a bur-"

"Yes she will" Violet snapped, rubbing the bridge of her nose "One of those damn grunts managed to get away and what do you think they'll say to their leader when a girl that was trained by one of the former heroes, a Pre Gym Leader, and Elder Eagun of the Agate Village, fought him with an Eevee like both Wes and Michael had when they saved the Orre Region. They'll see her as a threat to them and come after her."

Emma felt a lump in her throat, her anger quickly being replaced with fear. "Is that true?" She asked. Could she really be that much of a threat to Team Rocket? She was only a Newbie Trainer for crying out loud! What could they possible fear from her?

Lillian rushed to console her daughter. "Of course not honey" She sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

Violet huffed and turned away from the group. "If you're going to keep lying to the girl I'm leaving." She left out the door swiftly after that, her heels clicking softly down the hall, their echoing getting farther away as she walked down the hall.

"Mom?" Emma asked fearfully, staring up at her mother.

Lillian wrapped an arm around her shoulder, placing her head in the crook of her neck "Don't worry Emma I won't let them hurt you" She whispered reassuringly but Emma didn't believe it. She knew her mother couldn't protect her against Shadow Pokemon, the strongest breed of Pokemon there was. What could she, a woman, do against a Pokemon? She isn't even a Pokemon trainer. Heck she doesn't even own a Pokemon!

"She's right Emma we won't let anything happen to you, right Espeon?" Prof. Michael asked the light purple cat like Pokemon that sat near his feet.

"Esp!" He barked in agreement, the gem on his head glowed, showing her his power to protect her. The Espeon walked from its spot, walking gracefully over to Emma's bed and jumped in an empty spot at her side. He rubbed his head against her side in a circular motion, making sure to be careful in how much pressure he applied.

Emma calmed down and nodded, trying to slow her ragged breathing "Okay…I trust you both" She thought for a moment. "But mostly you Espeon, I'm counting on you to protect me."

Espeon puffed out his chest in pride, the tuff of fur on his chest spiking out "Espe Esp"

She giggled but stopped when she looked down to an irritated Eevee, who gave out a low growl "Ev Eevee!"

She gave her a small smile, then placed her in her lap "I trust you as well, love, as I always have" She began to stroke Eevee's thick soft back lovingly, electing a purr from Eevee.

Eevee yipped happily wagging her tail but stopped when Espeon barked at her "Esp!"

Eevee flicked its ears in confusion before noticing it was pushed up against Emma's bruised stomach. Noticing this, she moved away from her stomach area and went to lie down on top of the pillow Emma had just used.

Prof. Krane looked at Emma concerned. "Emma we need you to hurry up and head outside to the plane"

She stared. "What about my stuff And what about all of you?" In all honesty she didn't want to leave after learning that Shadow Pokemon was back. She wanted to help. But she knew Violet had made a point about the evil organization coming after her. She was a burden if she stayed behind but if she left how would she know what was happening down here in Orre? She already knew that if she called her mom, she would tell her everything is fine and going great, while it's actually not.

Maybe she could ask Ivan, Cyril, and Noel for help in that department. The three of them were all orphans, like most kids in Pyrite Town. These three were later taken in by Nett and Secc to become the new watchers of The Under, since Nett and Secc had now created ONBS. But before that when they were still 'Street Kids'—as Cyril had named them— they got money by battling in Duel Square or just stealing money from some unlucky person that passed by.

She had met them when she was 7 years old, along with Eevee, who was old enough to battle by that time. She remembered how she had accidently ended up in Duel Square, where the roughneck Pokemon Trainers battled. She had only been trained a few times and battled two times by that time but even at that level she knew she was too inexperienced to go against one of the older trainers. She was frightened, wishing that Duking, the town's Mayor/Leader, was there to help her. She remembered what he told her if she ever ended up in the wrong place in his Town. Eyes down and remain calm, cower away, acting innocent, if a trainer approaches you.

But you could call her lucky when it was a cute looking boy, with long chin length black colored hair, black eyes, and tanned skin came up to her with two others. Each of them dirty and looked roughed up.

The taller boy on the younger Cyril's right was Noel, who stared at her with calculating stared. He could probably tell she didn't belong there because of her clean white sun dress that her mother had made her wear. His shoulders slouched with his hands shoved deep within his pockets. She noticed how he fiddled with something in his left pocket. It had a round outline when he pressed it against the pants thin fabric. Probably a Pokeball. Noel had short sandy blonde hair, dark green eyes, tanned skin, and a well-built body.

On Cyril's left, stood Ivan, a nerdy looking boy with a large book under his arm. He had stood up straight; shoulders not slouched, his free hand hanging limply at his side. His body posture was stiff but relaxed at the same time. You could honestly tell he was the smart one in the group, from the nerdy look he had. The boy had mostly stared at her, pushing his large glasses up his nose. He had short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale skin despite the sun always beaming down.

A few seconds had passed before Cyril had shouted out that he wanted to battle Emma, after noticing her Eevee. That had gained some attention from other trainers nearby, when they heard the boy scream out 'Eevee!' and quickly began making their way toward Emma and the three kids but halted when they noticed an all too familiar person, Duking, storming toward them, looking very Intimidating. Though Emma thought of him as her savior, quickly rushing to his side before he even called her.

After that Duking kept a closer eye on her along with his daughter, but later Marcia felt it would be nice for a small walk and brought Emma with her, as her mother had left that morning to study Poke Spots with Duking for the day. Secc and Nett had joined their walk sometime later when they had walked past the ONBS building. As they were passing Duel square, she noticed three figures on the ground with a man standing above them. Secc had urged her to ignore this but she disobeyed, running into the middle of the square, by Noel's side.

She defended them, telling the man to leave them alone. But the man laughed, a low dark laugh, and grinned at her creepily. Before he could do anything Secc and Nett walked up beside Emma and warned the man not to hurt Emma as Duking didn't like when people threatened the people he cared for. Hearing Duking's name he along with other bystanders slowly left the area. Later they took the orphans back to Duking house and patched them up. After watching them for some time Secc and Nett decided to take them in. After that the three had become very good at gaining information and hacking. They had also become like brothers to her.

Yes, she'd defiantly have to call them so she could be up to date with everything in Orre. She sighed and nodded "Fine let me get my bag…" She trailed off as she slid off the bed and grabbed Eevee. She knew that she wasn't going to win the argument. Prof. Michael might have taken drastic measures to get her into the plane with force, if needed.

"Ah, don't worry about it!" Prof. Michael yelled behind her. "It's already in the plane!"

"Bye honey, bye Eevee!" Her mother yelled leaning out of the door way. "Emma make sure not to talk to strangers and to get enough rest!" Emma then heard her say in a lower voice "I love you…"

"Ok!" She shouted back, lifting up her arm, giving them a quick wave goodbye. She quickly made her way out of the building—saying goodbye to those she passed—and out of the door. She headed to a field—the Poke Field to be exact— and saw a small jet plane waiting in the middle of the grassy field. She walked towards it, passing curious Pokemon who watched the plane with interest.

The Pokemon in Poke Fields were purified Pokemon that Michael had caught and purified, along with others that were imported into the region. Pokemon here are breed and introduced to Orre landscape, in hope that they'll adapt to the rough terrain.

There was also starter Pokemon from different regions. The third evolution was sent to Poke Fields to create eggs that would hatch then be sent back to the Professors. Emma was a helper in watching over the many eggs in the egg barn, making sure the temperature was high or low enough for them, even polishing them. She was also there when they hatched, never missing it even if it was in the middle of the night. She, along with other caretakers, feed and took care of the small baby Pokemon until they were a few months old.

She was also there when Eevee had hatched from her egg. She could remember it like it was yesterday. Her sitting down on a wooden stool watching and waiting for the small creature to make an appearance, with her mother and a care taker sitting on both sides of her. She didn't, at that time, know that Eevee was going to be her partner until later when Prof. Michael took her on as an apprentice and began teaching her about caring for Eevee and teaching about battling. She was around 7 at that time.

She felt a bit guilty that she would be somewhat stronger than the starters in the Kanto region, if any ever challenged her. It was just Orre was a place where you had to grow up faster than normal, you had to adapt. It was because of its bad reputation that sometimes was over exaggerated by many, that had children from young ages battling and being able to grow and further protect themselves from any threat with their trusted Pokemon.

Sometimes children at the age of 9 competed in the Coliseum's and beat the champion's. This wasn't unheard of at all. Even Emma had competed twice in a colosseum battle, but the first she had lost in the second round and the second; she got to the semi-finals before her battle was forced in a draw.

Emma took a glance at the Poke Barn, where the Pokemon rested at. Different breeds surrounded the outside of the building, lazing around under the shade of the tall trees.

She frowned. "I'm really going to miss this Eevee"

"Ev ve!" She agreed.

"Finally you decided to grace me with your presence" Violet said sarcastically, when she saw Emma approaching the jet, with her Eevee curled around her neck, looking like a bushy scarf.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Just be glad I didn't take longer"

Violet shook her head. "Well come on we don't have all day, kid"

"My name is Emma. Come on say it EMMA" Emma told her, while following after into the jet.

"I'd rather not" She replied in a bored tone. She then pointed at a seat, where Emma was sure she was supposed to sit. Emma shrugged and sat in the seat that was in the row across from the seat Violet wanted her to be in.

"Your mean" Emma said and stuck her tongue out.

"And your childish" She resorted before taking a front row seat. She turned her head back, where Emma could only see her right eye that was being framed by her bangs. "Now listen here kid you don't mess with me and we won't have a problem. Got it?"

Emma nodded. "Yup!" She popped the 'P'.

Violet stared before she turned around and put earphones into her ears, drowning out everything else.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Emma looked down at her partner, who was in the window seat on her right. Eevee was staring out of the small circular shaped window, balancing by placing her front paws on the window and back paws on the leather seats. She watched in wonder as they took off, sailing above the ground.

Occasionally Eevee would yip at Emma, to get her attention, and show her what was outside the window. Being a land animal, she was not used to flying. But unlike most, she loved the thought of flying, never being afraid when a flying type at the fields would sometimes allow her to ride on their backs.

Emma smiled at her partner's happiness, but her smile soon fell into a grim frown. She wondered what the others were doing now. She was sure now that she was out of the picture, that Prof. Michael was getting ready to phone Duking about the latest discovery. She winced, knowing that whoever was creating Shadow Pokemon was going to get it. Duking had never really forgiven Cipher for stealing Plusle from him.

She sighed and leaned back into the comfortable seat, feeling exhausted take over.

The sun was already sinking down behind the large mountain, allowing darkness to cover the region. Emma's eyes drooped as she got comfortable in her seat, lying on her side, using a button to lean the seat back. She heard Eevee crawl over towards her and twitched as she felt her curl up into the curve of her stomach. Emma shifted as she felt something warm being laid over her, giving her and Eevee a warmth that made them both sigh. She heard a grumble that sounded vaguely familiar, but as of right now sleep was the most important thing to her.

TBC…

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