Where beginnings change, but fate has set its course
The flustered orphanage caretaker fiddles with her phone as she talks with the man on the other line.
"I-I know it's not traditional to send one as young as her out on a journey, but she's going to be stunted here."
"I see," The gruff voice answered over the phone. "Send her over to Sandgem and we'll fix her up with a pokedex. I always can use extra field workers sending information in."
"Thank you sir," The lady breathed out gratefully.
…
The no-named child caressed her luxury ball fondly. She tightens the strings of the hoodie that the orphanage lady had given her upon her arrival from Kalos. A purple backpack from her time in Kalos hung lazily from one shoulder and, despite her age, four pokeballs of varying varieties clinked together from the waist belt she wore.
The door to the laboratory is pushed open with stubby arms as the five year old enters the room. She reattaches the pokeball in her hand to her waist and jumps to the side as a gible barrels past her. She pushes back into the wall as it turns to her and growls menacingly. The attack about to release from its mouth is halted by an exploding red ball and the girl drops against the wall as the Focus Blast erupts.
A lucario growls as it enters the area and a translucent blue bone appears in its paws as the gible roars a challenge and snaps its teeth. The blue bipedal pushes forward off the floor and brings its club above its head. It yowls when the girl jumps before the gible with arms raised above her head to protect her skull. A flash of light signals the release of one of her pokemon.
"Lucario!"
The blonde champion catches up to her pokemon and notices the way her lucario had its bone club smashed into the ground to the side of the child whose absol held a protective force field between the lucario and her girl.
The absol growls threateningly as the Protect dissipates and teeth gnash against each other with the jaw movement.
"Arceus," Cynthia mutters as she rushes towards the five year old. "Are you okay Sweetie? I'm so sorry. Lucario apologize!"
The pokemon bows its head in apology and bows with a paw resting against its chest. The child mutters a reassurance that she was fine, but the red absol growls, not as forgiving.
"It's okay. I'm okay," The platinum states before she is suddenly swung into the woman's arms and lurched backwards as the gible snaps with powerful fangs.
"Be careful," The woman warns. "It's being quite violent."
Platinum locks shift as the girl returns her attention to the growling gible. She pushes against the arms locked around her waist that seem extremely reluctant to release her as she attempts to reach the pokemon.
Little legs press against the ground as the child kneels and holds out a hand. They twitch when the gible bares its fangs but she keeps her hand outstretched. Her absol sits next to her, a head taller when sitting due to the platinum's small stature and huffs.
"It's alright. See? I'm a hatchling too," The girl croons as the gible warily sniffs her and jumps back when she moves to remove something from her bag.
"Want one?" An oran berry is offered in the small hand and the dragon moves forward to nibble on the treat. It tenses but doesn't bite her fingers when she raises her free hand to stroke its dorsal fin.
Lucario straightens when a slight pulse emits from the small human's hand and his ears twitch. His trainer notices the reaction and watches the girl with fascination as the gible that she was called to help corral over an hour ago had been calmed by a baby.
"And you are?" Rowan's gruff voice asks as he catches up, slightly flushed in the face from trying to catch the gible and protecting his files from its wild attacks.
"Um," The platinum's voice suddenly quiets as she looks up to answer the towering man. "I, uh, was told by Ms. Heather to come here. The orphanage caretaker in, in uh, the town north of here."
"Jubilife City child." Rowan corrects. "Yes, I am aware. You are here for a pokedex. I am Professor Rowan and study evolution. This lady here is…"
"I can introduce myself professor. I'm Cynthia Shirona," Cynthia smiles with a light voice. "You are very good with pokemon."
"T-thank you Miss. Shirona," The girl stutters.
"And your name child?"
The platinum locks fall to the side as she shakes her head. "I don't have a name sir. You can call me whatever you want."
"No name?" Cynthia inquires with raised brows.
"My name was given to me by my daddy. He's gone now, so so is my name."
Cynthia ponders the interesting point of view but smiles as she ruffles the girl's hair. The platinum locks are unique and seem to glow under the lights like a halo. She muses the thought in her head before she smiles, "Then my name for you is Angel."
"Angel?" The girl, newly dubbed, echoes with confusion.
"Um hmm, on account for your beautiful hair. Plus," Cynthia leans over to whisper in her ear. "I feel like you're quite an angelic, sweet little thing."
"Well then, now that that's taken care of," Rowan interrupts with his baritone voice. "You, young lady, have a pokedex waiting for you. Now, if you could please lead the gible to the outdoor enclosure I will have one of the assistance fetch your supplies."
Angel nods mutely and rubs the dragon's dorsal with a small hand before rising. She clasps the luxury ball and mutters into her absol's ear before a red light encases the creature and draws it into the capsule. The gible stumbles around her feet as Angel moves towards the directed area and pushes the gible gently through the door to the outside grassy area.
She is lead to a room with a large touchscreen computer taking up one wall. A smaller one sits in a corner with a lab assistant typing away at the keyboard. Rowan grabs the briefcase on a metal table and pulls it forward. The locks click and the top jumps upward. A red, rectangular device is pulled from the briefcase.
Angel extends a hand to grasp the offered device when ringing sound from her bag. Her cheeks flush red in embarrassment. She hastily digs out her holo caster from her bag to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Little one! How are you doing? How is the new region?"
"Professor I'm in the middle of something," Angel mumbles with embarrassed cheeks. "I'm getting a Sinnoh pokedex."
"So you're with Rowan. Hand me over will you little one?"
Angel shakes her head as she obliges. Flushed cheeks tinge darker when Cynthia chuckles in amusement as the energetic professor converses with the older more subdued peer.
"Take good care of her Professor oui? She is a good girl!"
"Duly noted," Rowan grunts out before returning the silenced device back to the child who refused to meet his eyes. "Now then… This is your pokedex. It will automatically record data on all the pokemon you encounter. Any information is appreciated. You can often find more exotic pokemon with gym leaders, so think about taking the league challenge."
"So just like Kalos…" Angel trails off in thought. "Okay- I can do that… Where do I go?"
"Well, Oreburgh is just east of Jubilife," Cynthia pipes. "That's the closest one to you right now. I can take you there."
"Um… I-I can do it ma'am. Uh… I can get more data then." The platinum hastily bows to the two adults. "Merci Professor."
"Before you go," Cynthia starts and pulls an empty pokeball out of her pocket. She tosses the red ball to the child. "Take a go at that gible out back."
…
Angel stands before the wild dragon, snapping at her tauntingly as her newly catched goomy steels itself.
"Relax Destin. You'll be fine. Besides, you want to be strong right?"
The slimeball nods and narrows its eyes in determination as it takes the Tackle. It winces at the bite before the gible is flared back by the Bide that blows the creature back. The injured pokemon slumps to the ground with an annoyed growl and eyes the girl as she approches. Angel squats, ball in hand, and holds it before the dragon.
"You want to come along?"
The ball explodes in light as the pokemon is absorbed and wriggles as it settles inside the capsule. Once it settles Angel smiles.
"Welcome Titan."
Hope you enjoyed. Next maybe the results of the Sinnoh League?