A/N: I have always really like this story. I came up with the story idea when I was a kid. I will not lie, my character is OP, but there is a perfectly good reason for that and she has some really interesting weaknesses. It will be explained throughout the story. Also, my character strategically has all my favorite pokemon, because... why not. If there are things you feel are left out or details that aren't fully explained or developed, it will be explained in the story later on. This story has been expanded a lot and has great plot twists to come. That is my style. I have no intention of becoming a real author. This is for my own enjoyment and hopefully yours too.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon nor any of its characters.
In the hills of Viridian City, there was a beautiful ranchland. The mansion was regal and quaint, holding great historical value. The inside was lavish and renovated. The vast fields were covered with fresh green grass for the Tauros and Rapidash that grazed there.
For many years, this family ranch provided for and hosted the Viridian City Rodeo every year. And the rest of the year was spent breeding these fine pokemon and training them for these events. Trainers and townsfolk would travel all over Kanto to witness or participate in these festivals.
The family dream wasn't always shared among the siblings and spouses. The maiden of the household decided to leave her home to study various sciences and get her PHD. It was there that she met the man of her dreams.
When a horrible illness befell on the house, the ranch was left to her and subsequently, her dreams were pushed aside to carry on the legacy of her family name.
To carry on her passions as well as his, they opened their very own laboratory in Viridian City. When the family grew in number, she abandoned her love of science altogether.
A great tragedy came and things would never be the same. Not for her nor her children.
It was almost summer, and a young girl, no older than five, played in the lushess garden with her two best friends, Roxy, taking the form of a vulpix and Clover, her precious eevee. The girl picked the freshly blooming lilies and handed one to each of her companions. "You would look so cute with a green lily. If only they grew in that color."
Clover accepted the lushess white lily and bounced around excitedly.
The two pokepals started to roll around playing and encouraged her to join them in a game of tag.
She turned back when she realized she forgot Flara in the garden. She quickly rushed back to pick up her favorite vulpix plushie. She felt the crisp water clinging to the grass as she ran past the vegetable patch. Flara was right where she had left it, covered in the fresh dirt from planting her own flowers. As she salvaged her fuzzy friend from the slightly desturbed earth, there was a growl coming from behind her and it brought her chills. She whipped around to face her aggressor. "Houndour, NO! Flara's mine! You can't have her!" She gripped the weathered vulpix doll to her chest tightly. Her peridot eyes met his stone cold, dark hazel eyes.
Houndour didn't care. He had a nasty habit of ripping apart every toy he sunk his jaws into and now he set his sights on Flara.
Houndour tackled her to the ground and she curled up, trying to protect herself from his muzzle.
"JESSSIE!" She cried out in desperation.
A boy only two years older than her came running. "No, Houndour! Leave Brianna alone!" He had short brown hair and green eyes.
Houndour backed up and crawled over to him submissively.
Jessie turned to his sister, quickly assessing the situation. "You're not still playing with that old thing, are you? You have a real vulpix, what do you need a doll for?"
Brianne clung to it tightly. "They aren't the same."
"Yes, they are."
"Noooo! Roxy's just pretending!"
"What does that even mean?" Little children don't always make sense. Jessie figured it was one of those imagination things. "Whatever."
Roxy and Clover came bounding up when they realized their human wasn't accompanying them into the fields.
Brianna's lavender hair tied into two ponytails was dishevelled and falling out, her face covered in mud which was equally accenting her dressup princess gown.
"If you don't want Houndour to shred Flara, you shouldn't leave her laying around. If it's shredded one day, that will be your fault." Jessie defended while Houndour took his side and growled at Brianna.
She cringed in response.
Roxy stood protectively between them and Clover comforted Brianna.
A voice cut them away from the slowing intensity that was filling the void between them. "Jessie, what are you doing? Brianna is too young for pokemon battles." A nearly ten year old girl rushed in and scooped up her little sister. She had her blond hair in ponytails too. Her red eyes flared with frustration.
"Vul!" Roxy quickly agreed.
"I wasn't battling her!" He quickly defended. "She left Flara in the patch again. One day, Houndour will claim it."
"She's five. Grow up. You are her older brother. Take responsibility for your own pokemon." She scolded.
Jessie clenched his fists and then relaxed them. "... you aren't my mother."
"Do you want mom to know what you are doing?"
Jessie quickly locked eyes with her. "NO! Teresa! You can't! Mom will send me to trainer school!"
"All I ask is that you try to be a better role model." Teresa watched his growing pained expression and she suspected the reason for his act of aggression. "We all miss Dad. I wish he was here too. I'm sure Dad will be back soon enough." She put Brianna down on her own two feet and approached her younger brother. "Mom needs us to be strong. She can't handle the ranch by herself. What do you say the three of us help out more and take some of the pressure off of mom?"
"I can feed the Tauros!" Brianna cheered.
Jessie smirked at his little sister. "You are not afraid of anything, are you?"
"Nope." Brianna smiled innocently.
Teresa giggled at her sister's antics. "Why don't you feed the Rapiash too? Jessie can groom them and I will rangle them."
"Okay!" Brianna and her pokepals cheered.
They spent the rest of the day doing chores around the ranch and the sun started to go down. They returned to the house covered in sweat and dirt.
Their mother just finished placing the food on the table and wiped some old tears from her eyes.
"Mommy… what's wrong?" Brianna wasn't oblivious to the pain in her mother's eyes, despite her cheery exterior.
"I'm fine." She quickly glanced at her children. "Look at you all. You're covered in dirt."
Teresa took her sister's hand in hers. "We thought we would help out with all the chores, until Dad comes back." She smiled like she was taking away all the pain her mother felt.
Instead of it comforting her like the desired effect, fresh tears billowed. No words could form on her lips.
"Mom?" Jessie grew tense with the other children.
Their mother collected herself the best she could. "Come and eat your dinner. You must be hungry." She disappeared upstairs after inviting them to the table.
"Is mommy going to be alright?" Brianna pulled herself up onto the chair.
Teresa put on a brave face. "She just misses Dad as much as we do."
"But Daddy's coming back, right?"
"Of course he is!" Jessie countered. "Dad promised to be here for Teresa's Birthday!"
A smile filled Brianna's features. "He did! I heard him!"
Teresa giggled, but some fears and doubts remained in the back of her mind.
Roxy and Clover rushed over to Brianna's chair expecting table scraps.
"Roxy, Clover, not at the table!" Teresa ordered gently.
The two of them whined and left.
"It's okay. I'll bring you some later." Brianna assured and then was shot down by a glare from her sister.
Even though the dining hall was luxurious with its ivory walls, matching pillars, gold accents and wide open interior, it felt very empty inside.
"Let's eat." Teresa encouraged and the remaining two children took their places around the table and devoured their food.
Teresa excused herself from the table. "I'm going over to Ali's."
"What?! You're leaving?!" Jessie protested.
"I have two more days before my Birthday. Ali and I need to prepare for our journey. We need to decide what pokemon we will pick from the Professor's collection too."
"You're still going on your journey?"
"Dad's coming back. It's been my dream since my last birthday. When you turn nine, you will understand." Teresa grabbed her bag that she had already packed for the night over and tossed it over her shoulder. Her long blonde hair whipped around her bag, as she twisted to free it from the strap.
"You already have an eevee that Grandma gave you. You don't need a starter pokemon."
"Our eevees were given to us for a childhood pet. I need to have a pokemon ready to battle not just to cuddle on the couch." Teresa reasoned.
"Does mom know you're going?"
"No… I don't want to bother her right now. She's still so upset about Dad leaving. I don't want her to think about my journey." Teresa reasoned.
"Please stay." Brianna gave her babydoll eyes.
Teresa melted at the sight of her sister's begging. "How do you do that? You're like an igglybuff… sigh... fine. I'll stay, but just tonight."
Brianne wore a proud smirk on her face. 'My sister does everything I ask of her when I do that.' Brianna locked eyes with Roxy.
Roxy stood up and approached cautiously. 'I want some of that dessert. Can I have some?'
'Okay. When Teresa isn't looking.' Brianna assured.
"I want some too!' Clover sprung up to her paws and followed behind Roxy.
Teresa left the room and Brianna put her plan into action. She reached across the table and even climbed up to get it.
"What are you doing?!" Jessie jumped up.
"Roxy and Clover want dessert. They asked politely." Brianna navigated the several entrees on the dining table. She lost her balance for a moment, causing her to brace herself with her hand squishing into the warm, pillowy mashed potatoes.
"Pokemon can't talk. You are imagining things again."
"Can too!" Brianna defended.
"No they can't!" Jessie growled, getting up from the table and rushing around to the other side. "You aren't allowed on the table." He pried her off the table and put her on the marble floor.
Teresa returned to the dining room after hearing the commotion. "I've started the bath. Whose first?" Teresa noticed the mashed potatoes and gravy clinging to Brianna's dress. "Brianna, how did you get food all over yourself?"
"She's imagining the pokemon talking again." Jessie explained snidely.
"They can talk!" Brianna defended.
Teresa took her hand and led her into the long hall lined with portraits. "Let's get you cleaned up."
"They really can talk." Brianna weakly defended.
"I believe you."
Brianna clasped her arm tight around Flara and searched her sister's eyes for the truth. "You do?"
"Some pokemon use telepathy to communicate. I heard rumors about it from an old magazine."
"Telpethy?"
"There are these amazing pokemon called psychic types. They can do so many mind control moves and some of the really rare kinds can communicate with us." Teresa guided her up the stairs.
"Clover and Roxy must be psychic types!" Brianna cheered.
"... no… Vuplix is fire type and eevee is normal type."
"But they can talk to me."
"If you believe they do, then who cares what anybody else thinks."
"Yeah." Brianna couldn't agree more.
After a bath and her mother tucking her into bed with a beautiful song, she nearly passed out with her two trusty companions by her side.
Her mother left the room and she hugged Flara tight for comfort. A sound caught her attention and it was coming from outside. Brianna's eyes shot open and the shadows coming off her selection of toys spooked her. Her mother forgot to put on the nightlight. Brianna shook it off. She had to be brave like her sister.
She slid out of bed and made her way to the window, waking her pokepals on the way there.
As soon as she reached the window sill, she could see the windows of the barn lit from all the flaming manes of their rapidash. The barn door opened and one rapidash slipped out with a rider on its back.
Brianna knew it was Teresa. She must have waited until Brianna was asleep and then she snuck off to Ali's. Brianna was feeling the fear rising. 'Is Teresa running away? She said she would stay...'
Clover stretched out her legs and then reached up to her person. 'She will be back tomorrow.'
Brianna's tears fell from her eyes. 'I want to go too. I don't want her to leave me.'
Roxy shook her tail. 'Then let's go.' She bound to the door and the door just opened, almost like it was on its own.
Brianna ran towards the door with Clover in her arms, after she scooped her up. She ran quietly down the stairs in her pink, silk nightgown. As she crossed through the hall, she found that her mom was sitting in her dad's office. She crept quietly past and ran outside to find a ponyta. One advantage of rapidash, you could see them for miles in the dark.
'You have never rode before!' Clover panicked as Brianna hastened towards the ponyta pen.
As she passed the several rapidash stalls, the rapidash whinnied to get her attention.
'How hard can it be?' Brianna reasoned.
Roxy merely touched the gate and it opened.
There were three ponyta and they were all alerted to Brianna's presence.
'They are too young! They can't control their fire yet!' Clover reasoned.
Brianna reached out to one of the ponyta's and tried to climb onto it's back.
The ponyta spooked, ran out of the open gate and towards the forest.
'Why won't they let me ride them?' Brianna cried, feeling more desperate to get to her sister. Teresa had never snuck out before... What if she was never coming back?
Roxy stepped forward and changed to ninetails.
'Get on!' Roxy chimed.
Brianna's hope was reignited and she sprung onto Roxy's back and Clover took Brianna's shoulder.
Ninetails moved gracefully through the woods and much faster than her vulpix form.
The darkness enclosed them and the sounds of the beasts in the woods filled the air.
'Hoot. Hoot.' She caught a glimpse of Hoothoot in the trees, as they passed. The sounds of mightyena rung through the trees. This place was much more scary at night. The shadows of the trees caused the feeling of unsettled monsters lurking in the bushes.
'Maybe we should go back…' Brianna clung to Roxy's soft, warm, cream fur.
'Let's keep going.' Roxy bounded, unafraid of the world around her.
'I wanna go back, Roxy… please.' Brianna cried.
Roxy stopped and felt her heart connect with Brianna's feelings. Roxy recognized her unsettling disposition and agreed to turn back.
It got increasingly bright up ahead and soon it became clear as to why.
Flames billowed from the mansion. Smoke filled the air and the panic in the barn grew louder than the fire itself. The tauros vanished from the yard, leaving a huge whole in the fence in their absence, allowing Roxy to cut through the yard.
Soon lights from emergency vehicles and their seirans took some of her attention. It was all happening so fast.
Roxy stopped right before line of sight was in view of the officers that flooded the driveway. She changed back into a vulpix and the three of them ran for their home.
Brianna rushed towards the house and officer Jenny intercepted her. "You can't go in there!" She picked her up in her arms and turned her away from the flames as Brianna cried desperately.
"Br-nna!" Shrieks and screams could be heard from the direction of the house. "Teri-a!"
The squirtle squad went to action, with its evolved forms doing everything they could to put out the flames with their water guns and hydropumps. The flame only grew.
"What the-?" Officer Jenny panicked noticing that the flames weren't dying down, but actually growing. A bright shine could be seen in the sky, but it was gone before anyone could figure out what it was.
A huge explosion blew out the base floor of the house. Office Jenny shielded Brianna's form from it, as well as herself.
Clover and Roxy rushed towards the fire to save their loved ones, but Arcainine stopped them.
In only a matter of minutes the house was reduced to flaming rubble.
The next few days were the hardest. Teresa held her sister close while the funeral took place. Her tears billowed, but Brianna's expression was frozen. Officer Jenny spoke of the family that perished on their behalf. "They made this town what it is today… I had the privilege of knowing Emia. She was a beloved friend and her children. She was a compassionate and caring woman. When we had our town meetings, I remember the day she suggested started a rodeo. We all came together as a community to make it happen. What started with a pipe dream, a few rapidash and tauros, became a world wide community event. It put our town on the map."
The people nodded in agreement.
"I believe we should continue to host these rodeo's in honour of her memory." Officer Jenny suggested. "Emia has left us with two children that need us. Let's come together as a community and care for these children as Emia cared for us."
Nurse Joy came up and joined the agreement. "These children come from some of the most brilliant minds. We can invest in them, for one day they will be our future and perhaps even our legacy."
"Are we going to live with Officer Jenny?" Brianna asked her sister quietly.
"Yes…" Teresa held back her tears. "And you will have everyone else too."
Brianna hugged her sister too.
Brianna was playing with the growlithe, Clover and Roxy in the fenced training grounds. Officer Jenny didn't have the heart to scold her. She stepped back into her office to get some work done.
Roxy stopped in her play.
That usually meant something was wrong. Brianna locked eyes with Roxy. "What's wrong?"
'Something doesn't feel right.' Roxy turned towards the police station and guided Clover and Brianna towards the front office.
Brianna looked around the grey walled corner to see that Teresa was talking with Officer Jenny.
"... I know she won't understand. I need this journey. I need to go. Everything reminds me of them. If I stay here, I'll just be miserable." She froze for a moment of hesitance. "My father… he's not coming back… is he…?"
"Your father… he was killed… I'm sorry, I thought your mother told you." Jenny cried out of compassion.
"Dead? But mother said that he had left us… not-" Teresa burst into raging tears. "No… I can't lose my father too… No… sob."
Brianna slid down to the floor crying and Roxy dove into her embrace.
After several moments of tears and embrace with Jenny, Teresa collected herself. "What will happen to Brianna?"
"Maybe you should take her with you."
"No!" Teresa retreated from Jenny. "She can't come with me. It's too dangerous and I can't raise her." Teresa cried. "I'm only ten… I can't be her mother…"
Officer Jenny hugged her. "I understand… but she is the only family you have left… Are you sure you can leave her like this?"
"Raising a child is a burden no child should ever have to carry… even if she is my sister… Please don't make me feel worse… I've already thought it through…"
"You are leaving now then?"
"Yes. Ali is meeting me at the professor's."
"You should say goodbye to her. She deserves that at least."
"She would just follow me. I wrote her a note." Teresa passed her a letter. "This is explaining everything and my last goodbye. Can you read it to her?"
Officer Jenny accepted it and gave her a hug. "Take care of yourself."
Brianna couldn't listen anymore and rushed to her sister in tears. "NO! Don't go! Please!"
Teresa resisted her embrace with tears of her own. "I'm sorry… please forgive me." She turned and ran out of the station.
Brianna rushed out after her and Officer Jenny scooped her up.
"Teresa! Don't leave me! Don't leave me! NO!... nooo….aahhhh, ahhh…" Brianna cried out desperately, but Teresa refused to turn around.
Officer Jenny pulled her in tightly and allowed her to cry into her embrace.
The grief of her sister's leave vanished after a while, but the terrors of that fateful night of flames haunted her sleep every night. Inside the note left by her sister was a trinket that bore the pictures of each of her family members. Girls on one side and the boys on the other in the form of a locket. The front of it was a glittery pink pokeball that Teresa had been given for her birthday from Ali to start their pokemon journey. Teresa left it with Brianna instead, so she must have cared.
Brianna got used to the routine at the police station, and even helped out, learning all she could about growlithe training. She also became an officer in training, under the supervision of Officer Jenny.
The town came together just as Officer Jenny wished.
Brianna spent many days at the pokemon center and eventually acted as a nurse's assistant.
Her eighth birthday had come and gone. She started exploring things she wanted to do in life. Did she want to be an officer like Jenny or a nurse like Joy? Maybe she wanted to be a pokemon trainer or a scientist like her parents. So many trainers came through their town and they always looked so carefree and happy.
She led her pokepals to the woods. She felt so at home there, because there was no one to remind her of her losses. Roxy and Clover loved getting into mischief and that was a great place for them to play where she wouldn't eventually get into trouble. The air was so clear and the smells of the flowers reached her senses. She lay herself in the soft petalled grass and looked up at the clear blue sky. Her locket slid across her shoulders, the silver leaving the cool sensation behind in its trail. Brianna opened the locket and saw faces of familiarity.
Roxy jumped down from the branch she had just climbed after sensing the heaviness that now surrounded Brianna. She rushed to her side. 'What's wrong?'
Brianna felt empty inside as she stared at the pictures of people she used to know. "Why can't I remember them?...Their voices…? What they were like? How could I forget?" Tears filled her eyes.
Roxy's eyes watered. 'Let me show them to you.'
Brianna's mind went blank and then her mind filled with memories of her childhood. Times with her brother, her sister, her mother and even her father. "I miss them…"
Clover cautiously climbed down the branches and then slid halfway down the truck of the tree before launching off of it. 'I think I know what might cheer you up. I'll be right back!' Clover disappeared into the forest.
"Wait! Clover!" Brianna pursuited her eevee into the forest where she got lost. "Clover! Where are you?!"
Roxy focussed her senses on Clover. 'I think I know where she went. Follow me!'
Brianna didn't hesitate to do so, but heard a commotion up ahead.
"Hey, that's not very nice!" The voice cried out through the woods.
"Who said anything about being nice. I beat your pokemon fair and square. Now give me all your money!"
"I never wanted to battle you! You made me!"
"What a whiner." One of the guys laughed and a few others followed.
Brianna changed her direction to follow those voices. "We have to help him."
Roxy quickly agreed.
Once she reached a clearing she saw three boys towering over another, with their pumped up squirtle, charmander and bulbasaur. The boy on the ground was holding tightly to his sandshrew.
Brianna dove right in between them. "That is enough! Leave him alone!" She helped the boy up to his feet.
"You need a little girl to fight all your battles, kid?" They just laughed harder.
Roxy got in between them and Brianna.
"If you think you're so tough, how about a battle?" The tougher boy challenged.
"Don't do it. It's not worth it." The boy behind her tried to desway her.
"I never run away from a fight." Brianna challenged right back.
"Alright, Squirtle, I choose you!" The boy's squirtle came forward.
'Roxy, it's a water type. Remember what Jenny said. Fire is weak against water, but that's okay. Because we will beat him with smarts.' Brianna encouraged.
Roxy's determination grew.
"$5 says her vuplix goes down with one attack!" The other boy on his left cheered.
"Squirtle, use water gun!"
His squirtle jumped into action with a blast of water.
'Dodge it.' Brianna spoke in her mind through her psychic connection with Roxy.
Roxy moved in sync with Brianna and dodged every single water gun that followed.
"What?! But how? It's so fast!" The boys complained.
"We have been training with police growlithe. You can walk away now and spare yourselves the humiliation of defeat." Brianna bantered.
The boys coward at the realization that they underestimated her. The squirtle trainer pulled himself together. "No way are we losing to a little girl. Squirtle, use rapid spin!"
'Use Flamethrower from below.' Brianna almost knew every move before it happened like some kind of future sight.
Roxy took position under the squirtle's spinning shell and her eyes glowed red, like they do before a really strong fire attack.
"Look! It's using ember. That isn't going to work." The boy on the right giggled.
Roxy blasted the shell with everything she had. The flames were so strong that the squirtle blew into the air, so high that when it came out of its shell it fell towards the earth and fainted on impact.
"Squirtle! That's not possible!" The boy rushed to his squirtle.
"Anyone else want to battle?!" Brianna challenged.
The boys shook their heads and ran away. "That girl is crazy!"
Once the boys were completely out of their sight, Brianna turned to the boy who was struck with awe. "Are you alright?"
"I'm m-ore than alright. How did you- I mean vulpix is a fire type. There is no way that it should have beaten a water type." The boy rationalized.
"It's all about strategy. Growlithe are fire types but they must take on pokemon of every type. Jenny teaches me strategy to work around the weakness and type advantage."
"You really do train with the police." The boy was filled with surprise.
"Uh huh."
"Oh… my name is Charlie. I live next to the old rapidash ranch. We just moved in a few weeks ago. My family is the caretaker for their rapidash and tauros."
"That's so cool. Your parents are pokemon breeders?"
"Yeah. Well kind of… We used to breed for a company in Fuschia city, but the real breeder is actually my sister. She enters contests every year to prove she is the best breeder."
"What pokemon does she enter? Does she ever win?"
"She used to enter with her flaaffy but she didn't win any prizes. She later caught and raised a ninetails. Now she is a top breeder."
"I always wanted a vulpix. They're my favorite."
"But… don't you have a vulpix?" Charlie locked eyes with Roxy.
"Oh… uh yeah… I do…" Brianna smiled sheepishly.
"You're way cooler. You work with the police!" Charlie grew excited.
"It's more complicated than that." Brianna didn't really want to talk about her situation. "Are you going to be a breeder like your sister?"
"Maybe… but a part of me wants to be a trainer. I'm not old enough though."
"Why do we have to be ten to train pokemon? I'm already a trainer."
"Vul!" Roxy chimed and rubbed her head against Brianna's side.
"What do you say we have a battle?" Charlie challenged.
"You can't. Your sandshrew needs to rest. You keep going, it will get really hurt."
"Shrew." Sandshrew looked up at Charlie.
"I guess you're right. Sorry, Sandshrew." Charlie patted its head.
"Why don't we battle after it rests." Brianna suggested happily.
"Okay."
Brianna and Charlie spread out on a field accented with flowers near a bustling creek in the forest. Roxy took her stance and so did his sandshrew.
Several pokemon drew closer to watch their match. Some rattatas and some pidgeys too.
Charlie smiled. "Lady's first!"
"I'm no lady." Brianna smiled back. 'What moves will he make to counter what we throw at him? Maybe we should observe his technique and then we strike?'
"Vul!" Roxy agreed. Roxy ran towards her opponent and forced him to react.
"Sandshrew, dig!"
Roxy jumped out of the way as sandshrew dug under the ground.
'Flamethrower in the hole!' Brianna ordered.
Roxy blasted the fire down the hole. Sandshrew blew out of the ground and into the air.
"Sandshrew!" Charlie panicked and the sandshrew landed on the ground, nearly faint. "Stop!" He ran to Sandshrew's side. "Are you alright, Sandshrew?"
"Yay! We won!" Brianna cheered and Roxy rushed into her arms.
Something approached them from behind and then it dropped what it was carrying onto the long blades of grass. Brianna quickly realized it was Clover.
She turned to see that Clover found Flara.
Flara was charred and half of its face had melted off. The tail almost all missing, reminding her of that dreadful fire.
Clover was so excited to show it to her. 'I found it! I found Fla-ra…' Clover saw Brianna's expression go cold, as if a rain cloud sat above her head.
Brianna's hand trembled as she reached to pick it up, but her hand stopped and she pulled it back. Her mind was filtering through the memories she had of the fire.
Charlie watched her closely wondering what was wrong.
Brianna turned and ran into the forest, abandoning Flara to the harsh environments of the wilderness.
"Wait!" Charlie hesitated instead of pursuing her. "I didn't even get your name…"
Roxy ran after her disappearing form. Clover looked down at the ground for a moment, feeling bad about hurting her more. She collected herself and followed too.
Brianna stopped at the road that led to the forest trails. Following these trails would take her on a journey to the next town. "We can win a battle. We are strong enough to start our journey. Now let's go find your mother."
Roxy stopped at her side. "Vul!"
Clover scurried towards them and dropped to the ground, tired from all the running.
Their journey led them through a few cities and eventually Officer Jenny found her and brought her back to Viridian City.
Brianna sat there in the corner of the Viridian Pokemon center, watching two people she didn't remember, discussing something important.
Officer Jenny was frantic. "Without a word, Brianna was just missing and I find her all the way in Celadon City… when I approached her… I saw it in her eyes. She didn't know who I was."
Nurse Joy thought deeply. "That's very strange… Maybe she suffered a head injury… but I saw no signs of it when I examined her. I am not a doctor, nor a psychologist… My expertise is pokemon physiology."
"Emia never spoke of any memory problems. How can I be a proper guardian in my field of work? She needs a real mother."
"Jenny… Let's teach her all we can, so when she does leave here, she can take care of herself." Nurse Joy answered.
"You think she may never regain her memories?"
Nurse Joy nodded subtly. "And she might just lose more… We don't know the reason for her memory loss."
Brianna locked eyes with Roxy. 'Do I always forget people?'
'You forget things but not when you are with them.' Roxy explained.
Brianna finally stepped forward into their view. "This has happened before…" Tears welled in her eyes and she tried to wipe them away. "I forget people… it's what I do…"
Jenny approached her as calmly as she could muster. "You must not let anyone know that you have a bad memory. Someone may try to use that against you."
"Okay…"
Joy turned to Brianna too. "Has anyone told you why your memory fades?"
"No… but I don't even remember them… Why can't I remember them?" Brianna cried.
Nurse Joy gave a solemn look. "Trauma does things we can't understand or explain."
"But you will learn to overcome this. You're stronger than anyone, I know. You can do this." Jenny encouraged. "We are going to help you do that."
"How?"
"The more you learn, the more you can stay out of trouble." Officer Jenny advised.
"I will learn everything, if that means I will never forget anymore."
"Even if you do forget, you will know what to do." Nurse Joy pat Brianna on the head.
Brianna spent the next few years with the police academy and then the next several years in nursing school. However, once she discovered her father's old science lab, she found one of her passions; inventing. Everything she learned from text and experience was never forgotten.
Once of age, she took back her family ranch, raising rapidash and tauros for the rodeo, like her mother before her.
A/N: The next chapter, Brianna will be all grown up. Name originality is limited to my first fantasies of the story. Next story I write will use more creativity.