I haven't updated for awhile...

I admit it, though I am a Special-shipper, I am quite fond of Granted...even though there's no way in hell of it happening in any sort of scenerio...and it's kind of pedo. No romance in this chap, sorry to the fangirls. A 'what-if' scenerio if Yellow's first encounter with Pokemon was with Lance rather than Red...

Dammit, even if she is my favorite character, I feel like I'm giving too much spotlight to Yellow in this series...

Chapter Title: A Different Meeting

Characters: Lance, Yellow

Timeline: Near the end of the RGB arc

Genre: General

Yellow looked around her, seeing nothing but an endless expanse of trees on all sides.

"Oh no," she said worriedly. "I'm lost…"

The bushes rustled behind her and she barely had enough time to scream when a raging Dratini leapt out and-

-didn't attack her. A man she never saw before was suddenly in front of her, his red cape rustling in the wind. His hand, which was somehow glowing, was on the Dratini's head. The berserk fury in the dragon Pokemon's eyes was now gone, seeming peaceful now in the light that shone softly from the man's hand.

"Poor thing," the man murmured, almost pityingly. "Twisted by the workings of arrogant humans…but it's alright now. There is no more need for pain."

Yellow was in awe that the now docile Dratini was rubbing its cheek against the man's, and he returned the affection by stroking its head.

"Amazing," she breathed out. The man turned to face her. Though he appeared young, the way his amber eyes flashed made him seem so old…they were a different shade than her own…

"Th-thank you for saving me," she stammered. The man responded by regarding her with contempt.

"I didn't do it for you. I did it for the Dratini," he said with his nose in the air, as if he couldn't even be bothered to look at her directly. "I don't care for humans; those filthy beings that can only prosper at the suffering of Pokemon."

"I don't understand," she replied, confused at the man's words. Wasn't he a human himself?

"Just look at the forest," he snarled, brandishing his arm to gesture all around him. "It's being torn apart and used by humans to force Pokemon to grow in strength, but it is costing them their sanity. This Dratini is but one of their victims."

"Is the forest…in pain?" Yellow ventured, holding a hand over her heart. Her eyes glazed over. "I think…I think lately I've been feeling emotions…that aren't really mine…they seem to be coming from the forest…and I think it's in pain…that's why I wandered into it today…"

The man looked rather surprised at her words. Yellow squeaked when he knelt down and his face was an inch away from her own. He was staring intensely at her, and she couldn't help but to be afraid.

"Wh-wha-" was all she could manage before the man beckoned the Dratini over to his side. Now the dragon was in her face as well, the same one that nearly killed her moments ago.

"Put your hands on the Dratini," he ordered. "It helps if your head is close as well."

She was too scared to do anything but to follow his order. She placed one hand on each side of the Dratini's head and rested her forehead on its own. She was surprised to see something vaguely forming in her mind's eye. She concentrated on it and then it came. The Dratini's memories: being suddenly snatched away from its home, being forced into a cramped cage with barely any food, being painfully injected with countless shots, and then being unceremoniously dumped into this strange place with other mad Pokemon itself. The humans it saw…they were nothing but shadows, their eyes were blank and white, uncaring in the midst of its suffering. She could feel it too; the fear, the pain, the anguish…but it was all dulled with bits of hope and happiness now that someone somehow had healed it.

A tear escaped her eye. The man nodded as he stood up. "You saw it, didn't you?"

Yellow couldn't speak, but she wrapped her arms around the Dratini in a tight embrace.

"This is why humans and Pokemon can never live together, side by side. Did you not see what they have done to this poor creature?" the man said, anger seeping into his voice.

She rubbed her face free of tears before looking at him. There was a fiery passion in those eyes now. She looked back at the Dratini, which trustingly lay its head on her shoulder.

"But how did I-

"The Viridian Forest is alive. Every ten years it grants an unborn child from Viridian a gift. Though each child may get different powers, they will always be given the ability to read the minds and heal the wounds of Pokemon."

Yellow blinked at him.

"You are one of those gifted children…as am I," he said. "Both of us have been blessed, and I will use my blessing to save the lives of all Pokemon. Will you not follow me?"

He was holding out his hand. The same hand that had relieved this Dratini from its pain. She didn't want any Pokemon to suffer the same way it had.

She placed her hand in his. "I don't want any Pokemon to get hurt," she declared.

The man smiled at her response and pulled her to her feet. "Good answer. Together, let's build a new world…a new paradise for Pokemon…"

He took out an Ultra Ball from his pocket, and with a puff of smoke, an Aerodactyl appeared. Yellow only hesitated for a moment before she climbed onto its back. With a powerful flap of its stone wings, it took off.

Yellow still held the Dratini in her arms.

"You've never had a Pokemon of your own before, have you?" the man asked. When Yellow shook her head, he continued, "That Dratini shall be your first."

The Dratini snuggled into her side. Her eyes softened as she greeted it formally as her own Pokemon, "Hello, Dratty!"

Nicknaming it realized that she had yet to introduce herself to the man. "My name is Yellow."

He smirked as he gave her his own name. "I am Lance, of the Elite Four."