Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I own only my OCs.
Recap: "It's the Pallet Town Festival."
"There's also a tournament later for the chance to battle the Pokemon Master…"
"Really?" Auri breathed. A chance to battle the bearer of her goal… "Let's go!"
"Its her! Your secret crush!"
"What's the deal with this spunky brat you three are stalking? You're just like the original trio."
"If you ever met her Riolu, you'll understand."
Auri Mewn: child of Martin and Mel, age 13.
Top Three: Leo (male Riolu), Charcoal (male Charizard), Faye (female Togepi)
Natasha Harrison: daughter of and Samantha, age 16.
Top Three: Lember (male Swampert), Maneki (male Persian), Lucky (female Chansey)
Ethan Oak: son of Gary and Dawn Oak, age 13.
Top Three: War (male Wartortle), Thunder (Jolteon), Riki (male Machoke)
Chloe Oak: daughter of Gary and Dawn Oak, age 11.
Top Three: Pearl (female Prinlup), Lavender (female Espeon), Glam (female Glameow)
Corey Richardson: son of Ritchie and Casey, age 13.
Top Three: Dino (male Charmeleon), Watt (male Ampharos), Electric (male Electabuzz)
Rachie Richardson: daughter of Ritchie and Casey, age 10.
Top Three: Rita (female Chikorita), Buzz (Male Elekid), Flame (male Growlithe)
Bruce Slate: son of Brock and Lucy, age 16.
Top Three: Abro (male Arbok), Vixen (female Ninetales), Nasha (female Mawile)
Ross Hayden: son of Drew and May, age 13.
Top Three: Masque (male Roselia), Slasher (male Absol), Firefox (male Vulpix)
Sophie Maple: daughter of Max and Molly, age 8.
Pokemon: Sachi (female Ralts)
Trevor Asahi: son of Travis and Isabella, age 14.
Top Three: Voltage (male Raichu), Vulcan (male Volcarona), Sunny (female Heliolisk)
Gratian Rannells: son of Harley and Solidad, age 16.
Top Three: Tricky (male Shiftry), Nura (female Frillish), Gepetto (male Banette)
Jaden Soul: son of Silver and Leaf, age 9.
Pokemon: Saur (male Bulbasaur)
Chapter 2: Teasing
~PKM~
Pallet Town reminded Auri so much of Belita Town.
It was warm and friendly. The people knew each other their whole lives. Trees and flowers were blooming. But the town had a bigger population. Even if a festival wasn't happening at the moment, Pallet Town still had a big number of inhabitants.
Belita Town was a lessor known, almost forgotten little town in Kanto. It was quiet. It was peaceful. It was the home she knew.
But Pallet Town gave her that warm feeling too. Maybe even more…
"Oh my gosh!" Natasha squealed. "They have stalls for Poffins and PokeBlock making!"
The Hoenn-born girl was in heaven. Stands offering goods from faraway regions surrounded her.
Auri smiled, eyes closed. By doing that, she allowed her vision to go blank for a moment and caused her to bump into someone. Or someone bumped into her.
"Auri, look out!" Leo tried to warn her but it was too late.
"Hey!"
"Oh, sorry!"
Auri opened her eyes, seeing hypnotising orbs of molten gold. She stepped back, slightly staring at the handsome boy about her age standing in her way.
"I'm really sorry about that. I didn't see where I was going." He apologised politely. He had spiky deep navy hair with gold streaks, tan skin and wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with yellow cuffs and collar, long brown shorts, and yellow sneakers with white streaks. White bands were strapped on his palms, orange bands on his wrists, and a golden-yellow Ninja-type headband tied around his head with a long tail from the knot.
Auri blinked. "No, it was my fault. I had my eyes closed."
He blinked back at her and then smiled, and held out his hand. "I'm Trevor Asahi from Sapphira Town. And this is my partner, Voltage."
His Raichu hopped from between his legs. "Rai!"
"Hi!"
"Hello!" Leo replied.
Auri instantly smiled, her face brightening and eyes twinkling, her head tilting to the side, the whole image brought a stare from Trevor.
She held out her hand and took his', bringing him back to reality.
"I'm Auri Mewn from Belita Town. Where's Sapphira Town?"
"In Gemma."
"Never heard of it."
Trevor only laughed.
Meanwhile, Natasha wrote down what the cooks were saying about PokeBlocks and Poffins in her little notebook. Maneki trotted alongside her, occasionally brushing up against her legs affectionately. Her smile adorned her whole face.
"Now you listen here, this is good quality Pokemon food! It was made by myself so it should be good for you!"
Natahasa looked up, finding a boy shouting at his Pokemon. One might think he was a cruel, abusive trainer, but wise, mature Natasha knew otherwise.
"Is something wrong?" She asked as she approached him.
He turned to her furiously, almost scaring her. He was a tall boy with short, wavy salmon hair, thick lush bangs falling over his pale green eyes, and wearing an orange shirt with a slit on the bottom which exposed his stomach, bright aqua-blue pants that sparkle in the light, a long red sash wrapped around his hips and draped over his right shoulder, blue trainers and a gold necklace with the red gem that a salmon-haired woman once owned.
"If you must know, I'm having a major dilemma!" He shrieked.
Natasha's eyes flew open, taken aback. Maneki made a face at the boy's overdramatic acting.
"What…kind of…dilemma?"
"Them!" He sprung around, swinging an arm out, dramatically gesturing to what was behind him.
Natasha's mild surprise instantly melted into happy interest. "Oh wow! Hoenn Pokemon!"
The boy quickly switched his frown for a proud grin with a purple hue. "These are my Top Three. My Shiftry and partner, Tricky, my Frillish Nura, and my Banette Gepetto."
"They are strong and healthy by the looks of them, but they don't seem to be eating well."
"Well, that's because they won't eat any of my delicious Pokemon food!"
The three Pokemon weren't even touching the bowls of Pokemon food right in right of them. Maneki took a bite and recoiled. Curious, Natasha ate a piece and grimaced.
"Blah! Too sweet!"
The boy gasped dramatically, a hand over his heart. He sneered at her familiarly with a purple hue. "What!? How dare you!"
"Don't worry, I have some Chesto Berries powder with me."
"Chesto Berries!?"
Nonetheless, Natasha roamed through her bag and sprinkled blue powder over the sweet Pokemon Food.
"Here you go." She said, placing the bowls back where she found them. Tricky, Nura and Gepetto only took one sniff before digging in eagerly. The boy was stunned, astonished. He let a wide, happy smile grow.
"Well, that settles it." Natasha said, pleased with herself.
"It most certainly did!"
Natasha squeaked as her hands were grasped and pulled up, making her look confusedly into the suggestive eyes of the boy she helped.
"We haven't been properly introduced, how rude of me. My name is Gratian Rannells, at your service."
Natasha blinked, finding his flirting similar to someone else. "I'm Natasha Harrison. But Rannells…that sounds so familiar."
Gratian grinned with devilish delight. "I'm the son of two famous coordinators. Did I tell, I've been told to have my mother's beauty and my father's grace?"
Natasha giggled whereas her Maneki rolled his eyes, purring in annoyance.
"So are you signing up for the tournament?" Trevor was saying.
"You bet cha!" Auri replied. "A chance to battle the Pokemon Master himself!"
"I know, right? Though most kids would just ask him personally for a battle?"
"Ask him? Why, how?"
"The Pokemon Master is a really friendly guy. He's friends with everyone he meets, including my dad."
"Well, I prefer to work my way, not cheat. Hey, there's the signup desk. Bye!"
Auri ran to the desk like the wind, leaving Trevor impressed with her sense of honor.
She approached the desk with a bright smile and twinkling eyes. "Hi! I'm here to sign up for the tournament."
The woman behind the desk smiled as she handed the girl a sheet and a pen. She was a slender woman with long chocolate-brown hair that reached her mid-back. She wore a white blouse underneath a dark-brown, elbow-sleeved blazer that was cut off above her stomach, a red tie around her collar, tight dark-brown pants that past her knees, and red heels. "My, you're look eager. Just write your full name here."
Auri did so, but when she handed the paper and pen back, the woman frowned.
"Um, dear, I said full name." She pointed at the handwritten Aurora Mewn. "That includes your middle name."
Auri was dense, not stupid. She bit her quivering lip, her head lowered down, the visor of her hat shadowing her eyes which were threatening to brew tears. Faye peered up with a look of curious worry on her adorable face. On her shoulder, Leo looped his arms around his neck comfortingly, more aware of her feelings.
"I don't have a middle name." She whispered. "Its just…just Aurora Mewn. Plain and simple."
"Who doesn't have a middle name?" A voice blunted out.
Auri blinked, snapping out of her woe, and looked both ways for whoever asked her that. Then she looked down and got her answer.
There was a boy sitting on the grassy floor, right at the feet of the woman's heels. He looked about 9, younger than a beginner trainer yet he was hugging a Bulbasaur. He stared at Auri with silver eyes, almost covered by long, auburn-red hair. He wore a long-sleeved black shirt, indigo pants, red sneakers, red fingerless gloves on his small hands, and red-tinted shades messily perched on his head.
"Jaden Lance Soul!" The woman, his mother, scolded, making him and his Pokemon whimper. With one last disapproving look, she quickly turned back to Auri, smiling like a more gently. "Its ok, dear. I think Aurora Mewn is a beautiful name on its own."
Auri shrugged, having nothing else to say, and simply walked away. The woman watched her reunite with her friend Natasha, smirking, an impish glint dancing in her shiny blue eyes.
"Hey everybody!" Chloe announced as she ran open-armed, with Ethan right behind her.
Ethan grabbed her shoulders from behind. "Got cha!"
"Hello, kids!" A cheerful, frail voice said, coming from an elderly man in a sitting chair with a walking stick.
"Hi, great-grandpa Oak." Chloe shrugged her brother's hands off her to walk over to her great-grandfather and kiss his wrinkled cheek.
"Hey, great-grandpa Oak." Ethan greeted simply.
"Wartortle!"
A Wartortle jumped at him, landing in his hands.
"Hey, War!" He grinned, scratching his partner behind the ears, making the Wartortle purr in bliss. War was Ethan's Starter Pokemon, raised from a young Squitle on Ethan's tenth birthday. Loyal and a little aggressive at times but kind and friendly. Loves to get scratched behind the ears.
"Well kids, did you get that Riolu?"
"Nah, he got back with his trainer."
"And she's the Battle Champ and Ethan's- hmph!" Whatever she got to reveal was halted when her brother rudely slapped his hand over her big mouth.
"Shut up!" Ethan hissed, blushing madly.
The old Professor Oak only proudly watched his great-grandchildren in their antics. To live long enough to see his great-grand kids grow was a great achievement.
Ethan Samuel Oak:The eldest born. Wants to be Pokemon Researcher yet loves to be an Adventurer as well. Ethan is like his mother, being very confident, always looking towards the future rather than dwelling on his mistakes. He's also like his father, somewhat cool, very knowledgeable about Pokemon, obnoxious and boastful. He was also mischievous as a kid and still gets in trouble a lot but half of the time he's serious.
A 13 year-old boy, with the Oak's great looks, eyes of jade green so deep the shade was almost black, and great spiky hair but in shiny navy blue. He wore a black shirt with sky-blue circle under a collar that opened slightly like his father's in Sinnoh and a pair of sky-blue pants with the ends tucked into his blue-black sneakers. Along with his father's old yellow/green yin-yang necklace, a grey watch, and a purple scarf.
Chloe Johanna Gracidea Oak: Wants to be a Top Coordinator like the woman in her family.A confident, bubbly girly-girl and very knowledgeable about Pokemon. Chloe, like her mother, loves dressing up and hates getting her hair ruined. Dislikes being called 'Cee Cee' due to have been shocked by a Plusle and Minun (caused by a 'friend' of hers) like her mother did.
A 11 year-old girl who strong resembled her mother. Cute as a button, with eyes blue as cobalt gemstones and long navy-blue hair with; long; pink hairclips holding bangs in the front and another clip holding a little ponytail in the back. She dressed fashionably in a white minidress under a half-zipped up black jacket that has a pink stripe across the chest and pink cuffs, a skirt like her mom's at her age but in sky-blue, tall white socks and black boots with pink laces. Her accessories were her mother's silver necklace with the Piplup pendent, a white watch on her left wrist, a black bracelet with two light-blue beads was on her right, and a hat version of her mom's beanie.
"Hey, look everybody! Electric evolved!"
"Oh cool!"
"Congratulations, son!"
"That's my boy!"
Ethan gave his friend a wink of gratitude for taking the attention off of him. His ever-reliable friend was the same age as him. A nice guy with kind cyan blue eyes and short-spiked light-auburn hair with few small lavender streaks that look like flames. He was dressed in a yellow shirt with orange flames on the rims and long flaming-orange sleeves, dark-blue trucks that pasted his knees, and red sneakers, alongside with the white baseball cap with a lightning bolt on it that he always worn and red fingerless gloves on his hands.
Corey Don Richardson: A trainer aspiring to reach the top ranks. Corey is very similar to his father, being bright, spunky, and friendly, more relaxed than his mother but his sister is able to drive him crazy. Also during Pokemon Battles or arguments or when insulted or his favourite team the Electabuzzes are mocked, he completely changes to completive and fierce.
His Electabuzz, Electric, played along, flexing his now huge body. Electric is loyal, can often be mischievous, but mostly stays to his team and his Trainer.
"Oh, cool!" A young girl planted herself flat against Electric's big belly, rubbing her face in him. "I can't wait until my Elekid evolves! So cool!"
Rachel 'Rachie' Agatha Richardson: Corey's little sister, just started her Journey. Rachie is just as crazy, competitive, short-tempered and energetic as her mother. Rachie always speaks her mind, often annoying or upsetting people but she knows when to 'get down to business' and cares for the ones she loves.
Corey, however, was uneasy about her hugging his Pokemon. "Uh, Rachie, he's not a Elekid anymore…He's bigger-"
"And stores more power! I know!" Rachie peeled her face off and looked up to the Electabuzz with hope shining in her eyes. "Crack up the juice, Electric. Give me a taste!"
"Elect?" Electric gurgled puzzedly, static sparking on his antennae.
"No, Electric! She doesn't know what she's talking about!" Corey cried. His sister had a strange desire to get shocked by electric-types. He thought it came from their mother's side of the family.
In spite of her innocence, young age and small figure, Rachie managed to get up in Electric's face and demanded in a more hotly manner. "COME ON, YOU OVERGROWN BABY! GIVE ME A JOLT!"
That scared and caused the Electabuzz to use ThunderShock.
"NO!"
Luckily, Corey pulled her away. Unluckily he got shocked instead.
"Aw, why did you do that for?" Whining, the little girl pouted at her toasted big brother.
Despite her small size, she possessed a fierce fire within her. She also possessed long and straight lavender hair with few small light auburn streaks that look like thunder bolts, done in a pair of low pigtails, and big eyes brown as bark of the tree. She was wearing a loose yellow robe with black stripes, which was over a light green shirt with green rims and collar, a dark-pink rah-rah skirt, black/white baseball sneakers and a white baseball cap with a lightning bolt on it, which was the same as Corey's.
'Mr Nice Guy with the Short Temper' turned to his annoying sister, baring a resemblance to a Charizard. He roared, "Will ya stop asking to get shocked?!"
"I wanna get shocked!"
"Mom and dad said you're not allowed unless its by accident!"
"Mom does it too!"
"She's an adult! You're only a child!"
"I'm not a child! I'm old enough to train Pokemon!"
"Still a child, Rachie!"
Ignoring the passionate sibling rivalry, an elder teenager zipped over to Ethan, bombarding the boy with questions.
"You met Auri? Was my lady love with her? My true love, my lady, my destiny, my angel?"
Bruce Malcolm Slate: Aspiring Pokemon Breeder. Bruce, like his father, is mature, wise and an experienced cook and caretaker by nature, towards both Pokémon and people. Also like his father, he goes nuts when he sees a pretty woman, but later does it only to his 'true love'. His friends usually keep him out of trouble by pulling his ear or his Mawile by snapping her jaw on him. He travels with Ethan and is seen as an older brother to him.
With a sweatdrop at the back of his spiky hair, Ethan slightly stepped away from his overzealous-romantic surrogate-brother.
Bruce was a tall young man, with a young muscular form and a light bronze complexion. He possessed dark-brown hair with coal-black streaks cut short in spikes and rich garnet-red eyes, which were replaced with beeping pink hearts as he recited poetry. He was wearing a red vest with four large pockets on the front over a black sleeveless shirt with a red/yellow design that look like an angry face, green cargo pants held up with a red belt with a gold rectangular buckle and brown belt pockets attached, red sneakers and black wristbands.
"Oh, Natasha! My lady, my queen!"
As Bruce swooned, an Arbok slithered up beside him, going love-crazy as well. The Abrok was Abro, Bruce's main Pokemon, raised from an Ekans. His personality is a lot like his trainer, so he's mature, kind and goes nuts when he sees a pretty girl's Pokemon and if the girl doesn't have a Pokemon, Abro would try to stop the others from stopping Bruce.
"She's a vision of beauty itself, too perfect for this cruel world. She managed to turn this womanizer into her devoted slave. Even her name represented her perfectly, a name that stands for a thousand Pokemon! N for the elegance of Ninetails, A for the angelic Altaria, T-!"
"Maw-maw!"
A little Mawile had bit her big jaw on Bruce and Abro, snapping them out of their fantasizing and dragged them off-screen. That was Nasha, the youngest of Bruce's Top Three. Sweet, like a little sister, and often keeps Bruce and Abro out of trouble by snapping her jaw on them. Named in honour of Bruce's 'true love', Natasha.
"And T for your troubled mind commonly found with Psyduck." A boy dryly remarked. A handsome teenager with smooth fair skin and and glittering emerald green eyes. His hair was very distinctive, short and sleek, coloured in light cocoa-brown with faded green tips. He was dressed in a red short-sleeved and opened collar jacket, a white long-sleeved shirt with navy sleeves and a navy circle around his neck, shiny navy pants, yellow/red sneakers, a silver necklace with a small blue PokeBall icon around his neck, and green wristbands.
Ross Andrew Hayden: A talented coordinator, aiming for the Top. Ross is calm, talented, outgoing, confident, cocky and serious when it comes to contests but he can get mad like his mother. He takes great joy in teasing others, but when he's the one getting teased, he's frustrated and short-tempered.
"Well, at least he knows how to spell." His little cousin retorted. She was a young girl, shorter than him, with shining light teal hair that was slightly wavy and halfway reached her elbows and had a white hairband with a yellow star at the side, and white glasses over her brown eyes. She was wearing an outfit like a schoolgirl, with a blue plaid skirt, a white puffed-sleeved shirt under a vest in a lighter blue than her skirt with black buttons, a yellow ribbon tied around the collar, white socks and silver Mary-Janes. She was also hugging a Ralts.
Sophie Jira Maple: A sweet little girl with a fasciation with Pokemon and the world, always eager to learn about anything first-hand. Despite her age, she's incredible smart and travels with Ross as her father did with his sister and friends. Enjoys reading, both facts and fiction.
Ross then turned his head to Ethan, bearing the signature Hayden smirk. He even flicked his luscious hair, an arrogant glint in his eyes. "The battle champ, huh? Is that your girlfriend?"
Ethan glowered at him. "She's not my girlfriend."
Ross, unfazed, widened his teasing smirk. "Oh, she's not? I thought she was, since you're always daydream about her."
"I. Do. Not. Day. Dream." Ethan growled out, bare teeth like an angry Growlithe.
"You were practically drooling like Bruce does, only weirder in my opinion."
"Shut. Up."
"I should know, I'm sharing a room with you. Just last night, you were, like, squealing in your sleep! Ha!"
"Shut up."
"Now I know her name. Auri. Cute. Nice ring to it. I wonder what she looks like. Better check your browser history."
"That's it! War, use Water Gun!"
"War-Tortle!" War happily obeyed Ethan's orders and blasted a gun of water Gun at Ross.
Ross screamed upon cold impact, leaving him soaked to the bone.
Ethan and War laughed hysterically at him. The cool guy losing his cool was a sight to behold.
Ross growled as Ethan did, his temper cutting short.
"Masque, use Stun Spore!"
"Roselia!" Masque, his Roselia, nodded. Just as confident, calm and serious as his trainer. But if someone gets on his nerves, Masque would use a strong dose of Stun Spore on them.
On Ross's command, Masque released an orange powder from the flowers on his hands and engulfed the laughing duo in it, sending them into a spazzing state. Now it was Ross and Masque laughing together, pointing at the paralyzing partners on the ground.
"Uh oh." Sophie said before she was quickly picked up by Bruce and he dashed away from the scene.
"Mom! Ethan and Ross are at it again!" Chloe screamed while she stuck her head inside the lab.
"Oh, not again!"
After much dizziness, Ethan regained strength and consciousness, and furiously pounced on Ross, tackling him down. The boys wrestled and yelled and fought and shouted, their Pokemon jumping in the brawl as well.
"Ethan Samuel Oak, stop fighting this instant!"
"Same goes for you, Ross Andrew Hayden!"
But not even their own mothers could snap them out of their fighting.
"Boys, boys, boys!"
Finally, they stopped.
By being forcibly pulled back and held by the necks of their shirts.
"Now, boys. Do you really have to fight every time you're in arm's length of each other?"
"He can't take a joke!"
"He wouldn't shut up!"
"Sorry, dad." Bruce apologised on the boys' behalf.
"Its no problem, son." His father said calmly. Then he shouted. "Gary, Drew! These are your kids, not mine!"