A/N: This first chapter is mainly Mandy's POV at first but then it switches to Omniscient shortly. However, the rest of the time, it will be only Mandy's POV. This will be the same for other chapters.
I like to thank faerieneggs4u for helping me redo this fanfic to make it better. Thanks, Faerie!
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Chapter 1: Eevee, I choose you!
Mandy's POV
Darkness. It was all that I saw. I couldn't move. Why couldn't I?
'Where am I?' I thought.
I heard the sound of a drop of water falling into a puddle. It was quiet. So quiet. Suddenly, a blue light flickered in the darkness. It blinded my eyes but I adjusted my sight to see what was coming towards me. I could have sworn I saw a white dragon but my vision was blurrily.
"W-Who are you?" I asked.
It didn't speak. I had never seen a dragon
like this one before. It had scales of snow and arm-like wings. It was kind of
beautiful. That a voice rang in my head.
"Young one."
I
gasped. The dragon was talking to me, without moving its mouth, as if it was
using telepathy.
"You are the One," the
dragon spoke.
"What do you mean?" I wondered.
Suddenly, another light flashed. And then...
BZZZZZ!!!
A ringing sound screamed in my ear as I bolted out of bed in shock, sweating. I was in my room. It was just a dream...again. I slammed my alarm clock shut and breathed deeply to calm my racing heart.
I thought of the dream as I lay back on my
bed. This wasn't the first time I'd had that dream. It has happened many times
before and I haven't had the foggiest idea what it meant.
'I always have that same dream... What does it mean?' I
thought.
"Mandy!"
My dad, Jason Dracon was calling me. And that's my name. Mandy Dracon. My dad opened my bedroom door and peeked in.
"Why, you're up very early. It seems
like you wake up early everyday," he said, regulating his glasses.
"Morning, Dad," I replied.
"Aren't you getting ready for
your first day?" Dad asked.
"First day?" I echoed.
Then I realized that it was my 10th
birthday and was the day that I would become a Pokémon trainer. I would receive
my first Pokémon from Professor Oak.
"That's right! I nearly forgot
'bout it!" I exclaimed. I quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to my chest
of drawers. I dug through my clothes furiously. I threw a shirt here and a pair
of shorts there.
"Well, I'll make you some Happy
Birthday breakfast, Mandy," Dad told me.
"Thanks, Dad!" I replied as I
threw out a T-shirt.
He slowly closed my bedroom door and
I heard him walking downwards to the kitchen. I pulled out my deep-blue T-shirt
and shorts. I hurriedly took off my pajamas and wore my clothes.
Then I brushed my messy hair. My hair is quite unusual. My hair color is navy blue, only with strands of emerald. Some people mistook my hair as dyed hair and some say that I got both of my parent's hair. Maybe that's true.
Once my hair was neat, I put on my hair brace and rushed to the chest drawer again.
I dug again to find my mother's white
jacket, which she gave it to me on my fifth birthday. Carefully, I pulled it
out without making wrinkles on it and put it on, feeling what my mother felt
long ago. She was once a Pokémon Trainer and wore this jacket on her
adventures. Now, I was gonna wear it on my first day as a Trainer.
'Today's my birthday! I can't wait
to see my Pokémon!' I thought.
I grabbed my packed bag and opened my
door but stopped.
'That's right! I nearly forgot!' I
thought.
I ran to my chest of drawers again
and pulled an elastic sleeve-like clothing and armbands. I slipped her sleeve
up to my elbow, covering it and wore my armbands. I rushed down towards the
kitchen where my dad was cooking, then up to the dining table.
"Hi, Mom!" I said to a
picture of my mother, Katherina.
My mother had died when I was five.
It was quite hard on us, especially my dad. My older brother, Jack, had gone on
a Pokémon journey after that to help raise our bank account for the future. I
had heard so many battles he encountered from his letters. I was looking
forward to experience those battles for the first time before I would get my
Pokémon.
"Today's my 10th birthday! I'll
be getting my very own Pokémon, just like you and Jack! Including Teresa!"
My best friend, Teresa Helms had
become a Pokémon Trainer a day ago. I hoped to catch up with her and have an
adventure with her. After eating a tasty breakfast, I said goodbye to my dad
and dashed out of my house, towards Professor Oak's Lab.
~*~*~*~*~
After running for awhile, I reached
the lab and gasped for air. I must have run for about 5 minutes. I eagerly
looked at the lab.
'I wonder what Pokémon I'll have.
I can't wait!' I thought.
I couldn't wait. I entered the lab
and met up with Professor Oak, only to come across a certain problem.
"WHAT!? What do you mean there
aren't ANY Pokémon left!?" I shouted.
"Calm down, Mandy," Professor
Oak said. "Now, listen. The other trainers have received their Pokémon before
you did since now they didn't want to take the chance of coming here
last."
"But you 'do' have one
Pokémon for me, right?" I moped.
"Well, yes. But last night, one
of my assistants let the little critter out and it escaped." Professor Oak
looked embarrassed.
I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it.
"I'm sorry, Mandy. Maybe tomorrow, we can
get you another one," Professor Oak said kindly.
"But then, I'll be far behind
everyone!" I whined. "Can't they find the Pokémon?"
"I doubt it's possible. That
Pokémon was very tricky to catch the first time." Professor Oak told me. "I'm
sorry, Mandy..."
I didn't know what to say anymore.
"I understand..." I said, dejected.
After that disappointing talk, I left
the lab and walked away. My dream of becoming a Trainer just shattered like
glass.
'Now what am I gonna do? I can't
tell everyone I didn't get a Pokémon. They'll be disappointed like me. But I
must,' I thought.
Suddenly, something pushed me over,
making me fall on the hard pavement.
"Ouch!" I shrieked.
"Hey! Watch where you're
going!" a familiar voice spoke.
I recognized it. I looked up and saw
my rival, Daniel Greenwood. Or he thinks I'm his rival.
"Oh, it's you," said
Daniel.
"Damn! Daniel, couldn't you
watch where you're going!?" I yelled. He just smirked.
"Why don't you make way? For I
am gonna be the World's Greatest Pokémon Trainer!" he gloated.
"Yeah right," I muttered to
myself and rolled my eyes away.
"Oh, what's the matter? Came
last? Looks like you'll be a loser. Look like I got," he said. He held out
a Pokèdex in front of my face.
"When did you-!?" I began.
"Just today," Daniel
interrupted. "I'm going off on my training quest today and will be collecting
the Pokémon League Badges and Pokémon."
"Oh, yeah!? Who thinks you might
success!?" I said sharply.
"My fans, of course,"
Daniel smirked.
Nearby, four beautiful girls cheered
for Daniel with proud. I just stared at them and sweat-dropped.
"This time, Mandy, I have
defeated you!" he said triumphantly.
"For what!?" I asked
sharply. He glared deeply at me.
"At school, you have always be the top
student in everything! Now, I'm gonna be a Pokrmon Trainer and you'll be just a
loser!" Daniel laughed. With that, he ran out, laughing his head off. His
fans followed him, cheering a song of pride to him. I groaned angrily. I didn't
know why he was my rival but that reason Daniel had said seen to be the reason.
"That jerk!!!" I screamed.
Then a child shouted out loud behind me. I heard footsteps stomping loudly.
"Get that Pokémon!" a kid yelled.
I looked back at a crowd of kids
rushing down the road. An Eevee dashed past me quickly and turned towards Route
1.
"Get it!" a fat boy
bellowed.
The kids rushed to the route. I was
puzzled.
"What was that about?" I said.
"I better find out."
I ran into the route and approached
to a forest far from Pallet Town, which was where I found the kids. The kids had
gathered around. As I approached closer, I saw the Eevee being beaten hit with
a stick by a boy named Tom.
"This will teach you not to mess
with me!" he yelled as he raised the stick up high, ready to hit it.
I couldn't stand the Eevee getting abused.
I can't stand Pokémon abuse! I quickly jumped in and held my arm out, taking
the blow. The kids gasped. The Eevee looked up at me with a confused look. I
guessed it was confused of why I jumped in like that.
"Hey! What are you-" Tom
cried but I cut in.
"You mean what are 'you' doing!"
I demanded. "You kids should be ashamed! Hitting a defenseless Pokémon is
really abuse!"
"But that Pokémon bit us!"
"Yeah!" the kids yelled
agreeably.
"Ever if it harmed you, you
should know better not to hurt it!" I shouted. I glared at Tom.
"If you ever hurt a Pokémon, I'll be
the one to give you a lesson in pain!" I spat.
"Oh yeah!? You'll be in trouble
then! Ha-Ha!" he laughed. I grinned. I got that part covered.
"Then I can report to your mother that
you skipped school last Tuesday. Would that be nice, hmm?" I asked slyly.
He looked at me, shocked with fright and backed away from me.
"Bye!" he said and ran
away. The kids, also afraid, ran after him.
"Kids..." I commented. I knelt
down in front of the injured Eevee. The Pokémon shivered in fear as I examined
its injuries. "Man, those kids really hurt you badly."
I slowly reached to pat it. The Eevee
looked away, scared that it thought I might hurt it but I gently stroked its
glossy fur.
"Don't worry. I'll bring you to a
Pokémon center. Nurse Joy will make you better."
I smiled at it. I saw it was calming
down and rested its head on my lap. I thought of calling him Eevee for now. A
voice from the background called and I wished it wasn't who I thought it was.
"So, you found an Eevee!"
Daniel stood nearby. His fans weren't
with him. I guessed two things. Either he sent them home or he dumped them.
"Now what are you doing
here!?" I screeched.
"What else? Catching Pokémon, of
course. And that Eevee is mine!"
He took out a PokéBall and tossed it,
aiming at Eevee. The little creature braced himself, waiting for the PokéBall
to hit him. I didn't want Eevee to get caught so I stood in the direction of
the PokéBall and punched it out of Eevee's way. Daniel was shocked by my
action.
"What are you doing!?" he
shouted.
"I'm not letting you capture
this Pokémon! It's injured!" I yelled.
"So what!? It's makes it easy to
catch." Daniel didn't seem to care about Pokémon.
"But you never fought Eevee! You
can't capture a Pokémon unless you fight it."
"Fine then!" he snorted as
he grabbed a PokéBall. "Charm, I choose you!" He threw the ball and
sprouting out was a small Charmander.
"Now we're gonna have a Pokémon
match! Mandy, stay out of the way!"
I groaned. Eevee was still hurt and
fire could easily harm him more.
'What am I suppose to do? I can't
let that jerk take Eevee! He doesn't ever care about them!' I thought.
Suddenly, Eevee immediately jumped in front of me, in a fighting position
despite of his injuries.
"Eevee?" I asked, puzzled.
"So, it decided to fight, huh?
Alright!" Daniel exclaimed.
'Eevee wants to fight? Maybe...' I
thought and said, "Eevee, do you really want to fight?"
Eevee nodded his head and said,
"Eev!" I grinned at the Pokémon.
'...Alright, then! Let's do it!' I thought.
"Charm, Ember!" he ordered.
Charm shot flaming embers towards Eevee.
"Eevee, dodge them all!" I
instructed. Quickly, following my command, Eevee dodged all the embers with
great speed.
"What the-!?" Daniel
exclaimed. I saw he was shocked at how easily Eevee dodged ever though Eevee
looked hurt.
"Now, Tail Whip!" I yelled.
As Eevee came closer to Charm, he
whipped the Charmander's cheeks with his tail. Its cheeks became swollen and he
was unable to use Ember.
"Eevee, Tackle Attack!" was
my final command. Eevee charged towards Charm and tackled it. His Tackle Attack
pushed it towards Daniel. The flying Charmander bashed into Daniel and both
slammed against a tree.
"Dang! Return Charm!"
Daniel called. He held his PokéBall and a beam of red light hit the unconscious
Charmander, bringing it into its PokéBall.
"Alright! I'll leave the Eevee.
But next time, you'll lose, Mandy!" he shouted. He then ran away,
disappointed of his lose. My face beamed with victory and picked up the panting
Eevee.
"I can't believe you did it,
Eevee! You beat that jerk!" I cheered. Eevee smiled back at me with glee.
"I wonder how come you listen to me."
It was strange that Eevee would listen to
me. Wild Pokémon would not listen to trainers either if they're caught or not.
"Well, I see you found your
Pokémon, Mandy," someone said behind me. I turned around and saw Professor
Oak.
"Professor Oak!" I cried.
"Well, hello again, Mandy,"
Professor Oak said in greeting. Something he said suddenly hit me.
"Prof. Oak, what do you mean my
Pokémon?" I asked. I was puzzled of why he asked me such a question.
"Well, Eevee is the Pokémon that
escaped," he told me.
"What!?" I shrieked.
"Yes. Eevee was very discouraged
but now it seems to have trust you."
"Trust me?" I echoed. I
looked down at Eevee. "You really trusted me?" Eevee nodded his head.
I just smiled.
"Mandy, how did you know of
Eevee's attacks?" Professor Oak asked with interest.
"Oh, I was interested in Pokémon
long time ago and my mom taught me when I was young," I replied.
"I see. Your mother must have be
someone special," Professor Oak said.
"Yeah, she was," I said
softly. I looked down.
"Here, Mandy," Professor
Oak said. I looked back up. Professor Oak reached into his left pocket and
putted out a Pokèdex. He handed it to me.
"A Pokèdex!" I gasped. I opened it and examined the gadget.
"It is an encyclopedia of
Pokémon," Professor Oak explained. "Whenever you meet a Pokémon, enter your
data here. By the time you've input all your Pokémon's data... You may well
have become one of the truly great trainers."
'Wow! Me... One of the greats...'
I thought.
"So Mandy, what is your
Parkman's name going to be?" Professor Oak asked. I looked at Eevee again
and quickly decided what to name it.
"I think I'll call him Eevee," I
said. I didn't know what to name him and I thought 'Eevee' suited him.
"You like it?" I asked.
"Vee!" Eevee replied as he
wagged his tail.
~*~*~*~*~
The next morning, I packed everything
I needed for my greatest adventure. I felt very exciting about this...and
afraid. I checked though in case I missed anything.
'Let's see... Pokéchow, clothes,
Town Map, rubber gloves, just in case any lighting Pokrmon strike me, food,
camp gear, rope, money, bankcard, laptop, etc, etc... Yep. I'm finished!' I
thought as I zipped up my bag. I swung my bag over my shoulder and glanced at
Eevee.
"Eevee! Let's go!" I
shouted.
"Vee!" Eevee jumped off my cozy bed
and we dashed downstairs together. I decided not to put Eevee in a PokéBall,
thinking it would be better for him. I said my goodbyes to everyone in Pallet
Town and my dad. I knew I might not return home for a long time.
'...So, this is where I go now,'
I thought.
I heard that my friend, Teresa was somewhere at Route 1 and maybe I could catch up with her. Eevee and I went off to meet her.
~*~*~*~*~
Omniscient
Professor Oak stood hidden from Mandy's
sight and watched them take off. Professor Oak smiled to see the new trainer
set off to her new adventure.
"They remind me well of Ash and
Pikachu..." he said calmly. "The path to becoming the greatest Pokémon Trainer
suddenly grows steeper. Good luck to you both."
