Hey guys! Mach here, this is actually my second attempt at a pokemon fic on this account. I deleted the first one (no biggie, it only got two chapters) but I put a little more planning into this one so it will actually be going somewhere.
I was really torn on if I was going to make this third person or first person; I actually wrote the prologue in third person before I changed my mind and changed it to first. I just find that I enjoy reading first person more and I hope you guys do as well! Now, my knowledge of Unova comes solely from B/W and B2/W2, and my B/W is currently in the possession of my ex-boyfriend so I don't think I'll be getting that back.. :"( So please excuse me if I write any canon characters (particularly N) OOC, I'll try my best but I'm open to tips if you notice anything particularly OOC on my part. I'm rambling a little, hope you enjoy this chapter! Hope it's not too introduction-y.

"The morning after was the scene
it seemed like the night before was nothing more than a bad dream
It felt real, but I couldn't tell
And I ask myself, what is the measure of a man who can't forgive?"
The Prom Queen Has No Friends – Broadway

Chapter One

I sat up in my bed with a start, my arm shooting out to feel solid ground, still dazed from my dream. Instead of the hard surface of the cliff, my hand slapped onto a nose, more particularly the nose of my best friend who was sleeping next to me.

Or, was sleeping next to me. A profanity flew from her mouth and her fist shot out on impulse, colliding with my stomach. I let out an "oof!" and we both sat there from a moment, holding our injuries. Suddenly she burst into laughter.

"I'm starting to think the floor sounds better than your bed. I'm waiting for you to break something. Wild guess. That dream again?" She rambled on as she sat up, rubbing her nose before breaking into a stretch and intentionally knocking me in the head as she did so.

"Yeah.. Sorry," I muttered, embarrassed, with a failed attempt of trying to dodge her elbow. She, being Daisy, was the only one I had told about my strange, reoccurring dream. I'd had it at least a couple times a week for the past two months. At least waking up that way was a little more redeeming than waking up screaming, as I had done a few times in the past.

"What time is it anyways.." Daisy trailed off as she turned her head to look at my alarm clock, "Almost 11. So I guess we should get up now anyways. An alarm would have been a little nicer than being slapped in the face, but I'll take what I can get."

I rolled my eyes at her. Today was the day we left to travel the Unova region. My 16th birthday was coming up in about a month, and my parents were finally letting me go out and challenge the eight gyms of Unova, and eventually the Elite Four (if I made it that far).

Daisy was a trainer as well, but the gym challenges "weren't for her". She loved the idea of adventure, though, and the thought of seeing all Unova had to offer. Also she just "couldn't go that long without her best friend" (she's just buttering me up).

I tossed my pillow at our pokemon, my Emogla, Mochi, and her Chikorita, Bailee, who were sleeping on a pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. "Wake up guys!"

A vine tossed the pillow back at me, and I smiled at Bailee's grumpy expression. She glared back harder, but that was just typical Bailee. She'd be over it in about five minutes. Mochi was still passed the heck out, but I decided I would deal with waking him up once I got out of the shower.

The hot water pounded against my back and I watched as my shampoo swirled down the drain. It still hadn't hit me what today really was. I didn't think it would until we were actually out of my house and about halfway to Accumula.

I kept my shower short and stepped out into my steamed filled bathroom. I dried myself off before wiping off my mirror with the towel. My large brown eyes stared back at me, framed by thick black lashes. My highlighting feature, as.. Well, I told myself. Dark brown hair fell to my mid-back and had already begun to form waves. I had natural olive-toned skin, and I knew I would only get darker as summer went on.

I rolled on a quick layer of mascara, sighing deeply as I knew it would probably be the last bit of makeup I would touch for Arceus knows how long. I tugged on a pair of jean shorts and a green v-neck caught somewhere between tea and mint green, with non-functional pocket on the top right side. The tea color reminded me of the hair of the guy from my dream, and goose bumps formed on my skin despite the steamy bathroom.

I really need to get that checked out. They would probably confine me to a psychiatric facility, or maybe some scientists would want me for testing. They probably paid good money for that.

Get it together, Anna. You have a reoccurring dream. You're not plotting any murders or sprouting telekinetic powers.

Yet. You have to make a living somehow.

I stepped out of the bathroom to find Daisy already dressed, and peeking outside from between the blinds on my window. She's a couple inches taller than me (I'm about 5'5"), and her skin is brown. Her straight black hair is cut to her shoulders in a cute bob, usually accessorized with a headband (she was wearing a green one now). We've been best friends since we were six, which is when she and her family moved to Nuvema Town from Johto. She's a lot different from me, sweet, mature, organized, smart, and always knows how to keep a conversation going. She told me she planned on catching only grass and bug pokemon, which really isn't a surprise considering how much she loves nature.

"What's up?" I asked her, seeing as she was pretty absorbed in whatever was going on out there. She wasn't listening, and I impatiently went to ask again when a ball of fur zipped into my arms.

"Morning, baby," I cooed as I scratched my Emolga behind his ears. He chirped happily and nuzzled his face against my cheek. Mochi really was my baby, in a way, seeing as I hatched him from an egg nearly a year ago. He's energetic, curious, and can be pretty mischievous. Seriously, I've lost count of how many times this guy has gotten me in trouble.

After one of Mochi's scenes Daisy had said, "Like pokemon, like trainer". I responded by saying that explained why Bailee was such a bitch. I was the one who had a habit of talking with my fists, but she punched me pretty hard in the arm that day.

Mochi is tough, though, considering we'd been training practically since the day he was born. He is well beyond the normal strength for his age, and his electric attacks are fierce. Before I start bragging let's just put it this way: Mochi can kick one hell of an ass.

Anyways, Daisy still hadn't answered me so I sighed and walked over to have a look for myself. "Okay, are you broken? Did I..."

I trailed off as I saw smoke rising from a section of the Professor Juniper's Lab, right down the road from my house. "Mochi, what did you do this time?" I asked, only half-joking as he looked from over my shoulder.

"See those people?" Daisy asked, pointing to a strangely clad group of people surrounding Juniper and her small staff. It was hard to see what was going on, but it didn't look good. I nodded, squinting as if that would help me see better.

"Should we go after them?" The sentence was barely out of her mouth before I had made up my mind and went running out of my room. Once I made it downstairs, I flung my front door open and checked over my shoulder to make sure Daisy was following. She was.

We raced down my road to the lab. As we got closer, we could tell that the attackers had the scientists practically up against a wall of the lab using their pokemon. A couple people were hurrying in and out of the labs carrying pokeballs with them on the way out, but that wasn't even the most shocking part.

Once they made their way outside, they would release the pokemon inside the pokeball, toss the pokeball on the ground, and then stomp on it. As in, completely crushing it and smashing it in tiny chunks. The released pokemon would look around, confused, for a moment before running off.

Me and Daisy had made an agreement on the way for a stealthy approach, to better our chances of actually helping, but I had to do something before they could release anymore pokemon. "Stop!" I shouted, and Daisy looked at me in horror. So much for low key.

It wasn't just Daisy who turned to look at me in shock. Every head, including that of the scientists, turned to look at me and my best friend. Attacking humans with pokemon was highly frowned upon, but I felt like this warranted an exception.

"Mochi, spark!" I shouted, pointing at the two responsible for releasing the pokemon. Without hesitation, he took off into the air from my shoulder and flew for them. The reached for the belts holding their own pokeballs at their waists, but Mochi was too fast. Spark was one of his less powerful electric moves, but would get the job done. And it did. They crumpled to the ground after the attack. I felt a little bad, but they were releasing pokemon.

Plus, I didn't have time to worry about guilty feelings. The others, apparently now seeing us as a threat, directed their pokemon to deal with me and Daisy. "Krokorok, bite!" I heard a voice shout as the crocodile pokemon came barreling towards us. I felt my eyes go all kinds of huge because Mochi would be practically ineffective against the intimidating, evolved pokemon. Daisy was already on it, though.

"Bailee, hold it back! Vine whip!" Two vines extended from the buds around her Chikorita's neck, flying out and wrapping around the Krokorok. I heard them snap tight, but Bailee was clearly struggling to hold Krokorok in place, and to not be dragged forward by it.

Daisy looked determined, "Good job Bai, now use razor leaf!" The leaf on top of Bailee's head began to spin, fast, a multitude of sharp leaves hitting the Krokorok. I went to cheer when I noticed another one of the people had sent their Swanna on us.

"Alright, don't hold back this time! Thunderbolt on that Swanna!" I yelled, my adrenaline high and my heart pounding in my ears. Mochi swooped around from where he put the other two attackers out of business, cheeks sparking.

"Emo!" He yelled as electricity burst from his body and crashed into the Swanna. The damage it did due to the double type advantage was incredible, and I watched in amazement as the fully evolved pokemon fell unconscious onto the ground.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, actually jumping up and down excitement. Mochi always amazed me in battle, but this was amazing even for him. My celebration was cut short as the attackers went all out, now sending several, semi-or-fully evolved pokemon at us.

"Shit," I hissed between my teeth, wondering how I was going to manage to get us out of this one. I didn't have to think long because suddenly a powerful wind blasted from above, sending the pokemon flying back into their trainers. Daisy screamed, causing me to scream, and I snagged her arm to keep from being blown away.

What now? I thought as I looked up.

Really bad cliffhanger, I know. But this chapter was getting really long and I think it would be best to stop here. Chapter formatting is definitely not my strong suit, but hopefully I'll get better at it as I write this.