Disclaimer: Pokemon, Misty, Ash, and just about anything else you recognise belongs to Nintendo and GameFreak. The non-Pokemon characters belong to me, and please do not use them without my permission. This story is created for Entertainment purposes only and no commercial profit is being made through the use of these characters.

Author's Note: As I'm sure you would have figured it out by now, this story is discontinued due to a lack of reader interest. If you have a problem with this, review and make me change my mind!

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Chapter One

Who's my Pokemon?

Jessica

My name is Jessica. Just Jessica. I no longer have a last name. But once I did. At that time I guess I was pretty normal. I lived in a normal home. I had a normal family. Well, almost normal. You see, I'm adopted now. It's no big deal. My foster parents were really nice, and they'd just decided to let my sister and me start our Pokemon journeys.
In case you were wondering, My sister's name is Nicole. She's also adopted. We're identical twins. Yet Nicole's always been strange. She keeps to herself, sitting in her room for hours on end, just thinking. Or maybe sleeping, it's not like I go and spy on her. It's hard to talk to her sometimes when she's thinking. She just goes into an unbreakable trance. Nicole is a Psychic. She can do some incredible things. Like move things with her mind, and talk without using her mouth. She scares me sometimes.
Maybe my life wasn't so normal after all, even at the start. But then, I had no idea where my life would lead me. Certainly not what it is now.
Anyway, I'm getting off the topic.
Nicole and I were travelling through a dark forest. Before we could really start our quest, we had to get our starter Pokemon from a place named Pallet Town. I just hoped that we weren't too late to get any of the good Pokemon. I would've loved a Squirtle. Or maybe a Pikachu. I'd always felt attached to Water and Electric Pokemon. I wondered what Pokemon my sister would get. She only liked poisonous Pokemon, for some reason.
"Hey, look!" Nicole's cry shook me out of my thoughts. Ahead of us lay a small town. Close to us there was a building much larger that the rest. I guessed that would be the Pokemon Lab.
"Do you reckon this is the place?" Nicole asked me.
"There's only one way to find out!" I replied, racing towards the quiet-looking town. Nicole chased after me, her straw blonde hair shining in the midday sun. We reached the door of the large building, out of breath. A small sign by the door read:
'Professor Oak's Pokemon Laboratory. Please knock before entering.'
"Come on, let's go in!" I said. I was excited. Finally, my journey was starting!
Eager to get in, I knocked rapidly on the large wooden door. After about a minute, a tall man opened the door a crack and peered out. Even at a glance you could tell that he was someone important. He had spiky white hair and dark eyes. Seeing us, he smiled warmly. Glancing at his nametag, I saw that his name was Professor Oak.
"What can I do for you, girls? Are you selling cookies? I hope you are, I'm a little peckish. Do you have those little chocolate ones with the cream inside? Ooh, They're so yummy! So are those ones with-"
"Umm, actually, we're not selling cookies. I want to become a Pokemon trainer! We were told to come here, sir." I interrupted him.
"Oh," He said, looking a bit disappointed.
"I was expecting some more trainers. Please, come in." The Professor commented, opening the door wider to let us through. I stepped inside, looking around at surroundings in surprise. The inside of the lab was huge. Here and there I could see groups of scientists, looking at computer screens showing data on a certain Pokemon. Covering one wall there was a huge map showing the nearby cities.
The Professor led us swiftly through the huge room to another smaller room. Inside that small room there were three Pokeballs sitting atop a glass table.
"You two are rather late. These are the last ones left." Professor Oak explained.
"What Pokemon are they?" Nicole asked curiously.
"Open them and see." He replied. Shrugging, I approached the table and selected a Pokeball off the table.
"Come out, whoever you are!" I cried, throwing the Pokeball to the floor. The ball snapped open and red light swirled to form a Pokemon.
"Caterpie!" It cried. I looked at it distastefully. That ugly little bug thing was a Pokemon? I was about to ask Professor Oak what exactly it was when there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get that. You two wait here," Professor Oak stated, walking out of the room. Nicole and I both picked up another Pokeball and threw it to the floor. Two Pokemon popped out.
"Rattata!"
"Ekans!"
"Oh! An Ekans! It's so beautiful!" Nicole squealed as the other two Pokemon recoiled from the snake in horror. I knew instantly that the Ekans would be the Pokemon my sister would pick. She likes Pokemon to be tough. I looked at the other two. There was no way I would take the bug thing. I don't really like bugs. The rat looked okay, but I was disappointed. I had travelled all this way just to get a tiny purple rodent? It didn't seem fair.
Professor Oak returned to the room with two strangers. They appeared younger than us.
"These two reserved their Pokemon in advance so they need the Rattata and the Caterpie." Professor Oak explained apologetically as the two young trainers picked up the Pokemon.
"You can do that?" I asked in disbelief once the people were gone.
"Yes. It costs money to reserve a Pokemon, though. Have either of you come to a decision?" The Professor asked.
"Well, we have a problem. There's only one Pokemon," Nicole stated. She had the Ekans in her arms and it was clear she wasn't going to give it up anytime soon.
"Oh dear. It seems that you are right," He turned to me.
"I'm terribly sorry but there isn't any more Pokemon left." He said.
"Are you sure?" I asked. Getting a rat would've been bad. Getting nothing was a lot worse.
"Are you sure there aren't any left at all?" I pleaded. Professor Oak's eyes lit up.
"Well, there is one. I'll go get it for you." He answered, leaving the room again. As I was waiting I shifted my gaze to my sister. She was patting the Ekans affectionately.
"You're such a cute Pokemon! I'm going to call you Snakey!" She cooed. I rolled my eyes. My sister was totally unpredictable. She was either totally mean and kept to herself, or she went childishly crazy. Trying to keep up with her gave me a headache.
"I'm back!" The professor said cheerfully. He was holding a light blue coloured Pokeball.
"I'm sure this Pokemon will be perfect for you." He told me, placing the blue Pokeball in my hand. I stared at it.
"Well, go on then. Open it!" Nicole told me. I obeyed. The red light swirled out of the Pokeball to form a small blue creature on the floor. It stared up at me silently. It was blue, with a frill around its face and a tail like a fish's.
"Oh, it's so cute! What is this creature?" I asked. I hoped it was a water Pokemon. I bent down to pick it up but when I reached for it the creature moved away, staring timidly at me with it's huge green eyes.
"That there is called a Vaporeon. We here at the lab got it from the Pokemon Shelter, so it may be afraid of you at first. Its name is Vapor." Professor Oak informed me.
"Vapor," I said, trying out the name. I liked it.
Suddenly there came a beeping from one of the machines to the left of the main room.
"I'm sorry, girls, but I have to go. Here are your five Pokeballs and a Pokedex, and I wish you good luck on your journey." The Professor ushered us to the door, the Vaporeon following me quietly.
"Please, ring me if you need any help at all. I will always be here to serve my students. Farewell!" Professor Oak yelled to us as we were leaving. I waved back, while Nicole ignored him completely, fascinated by her Ekans. I looked back to Vapor, who was having trouble keeping up.
"Here, I better carry you," I told the tiny Pokemon, reaching for it. Startled, it hit me with a blast of water, knocking me over.
"Oww," I moaned, rubbing my head. Was I seeing things, or did the Vaporeon smirk?
"Looks like your Pokemon doesn't like you." Nicole commented as I got up.
"Vapor likes me! It was just a... misunderstanding." I stuttered. Nicole raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Then why don't have a battle to see who got the better Pokemon?" Nicole questioned.
"I don't know," I said doubtfully. Vapor didn't look like it wanted to battle the Ekans.
"Oh, come on! What's the matter, are you chicken?" Nicole teased. That did it.
"Okay. That's it. Let's battle!"