A/N: Finally. Months ago, The Unknown Unown made a Pokemon crossover with Harry Potter that didn't go so well. Mainly because he left, and I've been entrusted to his fics. *ahem* HOWEVER! Today I finally begin an idea I've had for months, as well as a marker to my history: MY first REAL Pokemon fic!

Drake: And all you're going to do is use some different personality clone of me as the main character.

Alpha: Uhhh, well, he has different eyes, at least.

Drake: Why should I even be here? I'm supposed to be in a DIGIMON fic right now!

Alpha: You are. Ryu's a different person.

Lara: *sighs as argument starts, then enters fic unto FFN*

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April 30th. Blackthorn City's installment of Pokemon Technical. 5:55 AM

"Wow!" The announcer cried over the cheering fans. "What a startling upset! Team Hoenn has just defeated the first half of Team Kanto!"

Two trainers, dressed in Kanto's traditional red and blue, stood in shock. Most of the shock came from Gary Oak, one of the two members and, oddly enough, the runner-up/understudy of the kid who was SUPPOSED to be a team member. The other was Lance, who seemed quite taken aback that his Dragonite had failed to prevent that....... whatever's........ attack.

Team Hoenn had conquered Orange Island's two greatest in the Semi-Finals, and Kanto the same to Johto. It was a two-on-two battle championship, and now Lance was fighting alone.

The two greatest trainers in Hoenn wished to remain anonymous, though you couldn't tell it by their country's traditional ruby/sapphire encrusted uniform.

"Alright, Dragonite! Use Outrage and finish this fast!" Lance yelled.

"Slaking, use Facade!" One of the Hoenn trainers called. A large sloth-like Pokemon shot a mask-like beam from it's face.

"Aggron! Body Slam!" The other yelled to what looked like a steel-covered Rhydon.

Two large sources of energy rushed toward each other, one backed by a large steel wall at high speed. Then-

BLIP!

The TV screen went blank.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Came the earth-shaking yell of Ryu Evrai, Pokemon Tech student.

Though now plasted in milk from his cereal, his dull grey uniform was still plain. It wildly contrasted with his red hair, spiky, pointed forward, though only a few inches, not nearly as long as some other trainers'. His blue eyes shone with fury at whoever had pulled the plug.

Then they turned cold with dread as he saw his Battle Strategy teacher, Claire, holding the plug.

"It's about time that idiot lost, anyway." She growled, stroking her throbbing temples. She seemed to be quite ticked about something." Anyway, your scores just came in."

If Ryu was scared before, he was petrified now. Two years ago, on his tenth birthday, his long hours of study on all Pokemon subjects passed him through Pokemon Tech. However, he was offered the free Honors course. The course which had kept him from starting his journey for two years straight. If his grades fell through again, he would be a teenager or older before he began!

He looked at the horrifying sheet of paper. Then, it seemed to turn beautiful in three seconds.

"I PASSED! I PASSED!" He screamed."I don't believe it, I-"

"Shut up and pack your stuff. You're outta here!" Claire growled. "I've put up with you three years, kid. Let me get this straight: I DON'T WANT ANOTHER THREE MINUTES!"

Gulping, Ryu dashed around the dorm, collecting his things. He still couldn't believe it.

And, to tell the truth, few would. Though quite possibly brighter than any other student there, he had a rash, bullheaded, and often stupid streak. Also, whenever a pretty girl crossed his eye, he would go from quiet bookworm to hopeless romantic in seconds. Either that, or hopeless romantic with physical pain.

However, at least according to his P.E. teacher, Bruno, he possessed many other traits. He was couragous, honest, caring, and had a great heart. In fact, he had passed the test in the cavern north of the city's Gym, but he wasn't eligible to have any Pokemon then, much less a Dratini.

He was also slightly well-built: Not incredibly buff, but not scrawny either. Sort of in the middle. Bruno often joked that with training, and that bullheadedness, he might not NEED to use Pokemon to fight. Of course, Bruno had never taken a Tackle to the stomach by an angry Magikarp who had been fed a plastic worm on a fishing hook.

Ryu also had a trait that was common in Blackthorn: A love for Dragon-type Pokemon. That was why he was going to start his journey in Hoenn: More than 100 new species that none of the other three countries even KNEW of existed there. Surely there would be new, and more than four, Dragon types?

With one second left, he had ran out the door. He was FREE!

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May 1st. New Bark Town. 7:00 AM

That night, Ryu had recieved the party of his life. His parents had been prouder than ever before, his friends had all bitterly paid of their bets, and Ryu got farther than ever to successfully flirting with a girl. Until his friends switched his ice cubes with Sweet-flavored Pokeblocks. He was still feeling jittery.

Still, he didn't care much. He was about to FINALLY go out and fulfill his dream: To be the greatest Dragon Tamer/Master of them all!

He pressed the ON button on his family's boat, and Matrix, the PC's Porygon, woke up.

"To Littleroot Town, Matrix! Today's the day you've been scanning your programming for!"

"Pory. Gon." Matrix said, using the ship's steering to head for Littleroot. Ryu gave one last glance at the retreating shores of Johto, then smiled.

"I'll be back one day. But right now, it's time to fullfill my destin-AHGH!"

He had stood up in triumph, then fell off.

"Porygooooooon." Matrix groaned, and turned around.

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Littleroot Town. May 1st, 9:00 AM

He was nervous: No, that was an understatement. He had prepared for this moment for years. AND HE HADN'T GIVEN MINUTES OF THOUGHT TO THE CHOICE HE HAD TO MAKE!

"Treecko, Torchic, Mudkip......." He muttered as he entered the building." Man, what now?"

Two men were in the lab. One, green-haired with glasses, seemed to be lost in study. The other, tall with black hair and a small beard, noticed him immediately.

"Ah, you must be Ryu! My name's Professor Birch, it's nice to meet you!" He said, shaking Ryu's hand.

"Hi! So, you're the Hoenn Prof., eh? I was expecting some kinda old man, it's kinda off-setting." Ryu chuckled.

"Well, I suppose you're here for your first Pokemon," Birch started, sounding downcast." I'm sorry to say, but we've currently hit a lack of aid around here, and we don't have any of the starters right now.

"Ah, fascinating!" The assistant exclaimed as Ryu took on stone-like properties.

Sad, Birch turned things over in his mind.{I could....... maybe....he's an honor student, but just barely, could he handle it?}

"Well, we do have ONE option left." Birch said, and Ryu immediately stopped looking like a statue.

"Really, what?" Ryu asked desperately. Prof. Birch sighed and picked a purple Pokeball from a shelf; it had the letter M on it.

"This Pokemon is anything BUT a starter...... we tried to capture this one for Blackthorn trainers such as yourself, but the little guy is tough: Tougher than any Pokemon of his level or age? Like all starters, he's level five, but was so resilent that only this Master Ball succeeded in catching him!"

"You're kidding me!" Ryu exclaimed." What is it?"

"Well, see for yourself." Birch sighed, dropping the ball. The Pokemon appeared for a second as pure energy, before it took on shape.

It was short: Coming up to only about Ryu's knees. It had scaly blue skin, with a little yellow in the lower areas. It had stubby little arms and reptilian legs, and it's face was like a crocodile's, only round, not pointed. On either far side of it's mouth was a tooth protruding upward, and it's head had three rows of slick, metallic-colored ridges that slid down from the forehead to just below it's neck.

"Baaaaaaa gon!" It semi-roared.

"This is a Bagon, a Dragon-type Pokemon." Birch explained. Ryu was stiff with shock.

"A.. Dragon......." He gasped.

He suddenly let out a big grin, kneeled down, and extended his hand." Hi, Bagon, my name's Ryu! I'm very glad to meet yo-OW!"

Bagon had chomped down on his hand.

He winced in pain: His hand felt like convulsing, but he bared a difficult smile.

"Fiesty little guy, huh?"

Both Birch and the Bagon let out a jaw drop [which consequently freed Ryu's hand].

"You're....... not mad?" Birch asked.

"Na, this is just a flesh wound." Ryu answered, wincing as he rubbed the mark." Besides, it's almost custumary for unique starters to distrust trainers, right?"

He kneeled down again." Sorry if I scared you, little guy, I forgive you!" He said, using his good hand to rub the surprisingly soft ridges." I hope you'll accept being my partner, cause you look like you could be great!"

Bagon blinked curiously in awe. This human wasn't aggressive toward him after he had bitten him?

He smiled." Bagon! Gon, gon, Baaa!"

"Wow, you really ARE a great trainer, and you haven't even known this critter yet!" Birch complimented, applauding.

Ryu smiled again." I think this is gonna be the start of a beautiful friendship." He said, as his hand started losing color.

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"That was awful nice of your Chansey to heal my hand, Proffessor!" Ryu said in gratitude.

"It was nothing. I should thank you for getting this troublemaker off my ha-AGH!" Bagon bit his leg.

Ryu seatdropped, but Bagon let go, smiling." Baaaaaa gon, gon!"

"I guess that must be a habit. As is the fact that he can't stand these things." Ryu said, indicating the new Pokeballs he had recieved.

"I... guess...... ouch." Birch shook." Ack, at least I've already given you your Pokedex and liscense, urgh, now, get going!"

"Sure thing!" Ryu said, opening it up. It showed his picture, and a voice started talking.

"Greetings, trainer! I am Pokedex model Mandark, programmed to be in every way superior to Pokedex model Dexter. I have been assigned to Ryu Evrai, of Blackthorn City, in order that he may not need the book "Pokemon for Dummies". I-"

Ryu snapped it shut." Is it SUPPOSED to sound like a bigmouth?"

"Well, the personality IS intriguing." Birch shrugged.

"That isn't the word I'd use." Ryu sighed." Well, I'll be going now!"

"Good luck!" Birch called as he started off, Bagon quickly following." By the way, I suggest you start your journey for Badges in Rustboro City! No offense, but the Gym Leader in Petalburg would eat you alive at this level!"

"Thanks for the info! Goodbye!" Ryu called.

"Gon! Ba gonnnnnn!" Bagon called.

Narrator: And so begins the journey for aspiring Pokemon trainer Ryu Evrai! The path that awaits him is fraught with peril, friendships, great mysteries, and fortune: Good or Bad to be decided. One thing is for sure: With a Pokemon like Bagon on his side, all other trainers better watch out, because this kid is coming on strong!

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A/N: And so begins-

Drake: *strangles* WHY DIDN'T YOU PUT ME IN THIS FIC FIRST!?

Alpha: Ack! Drake, stop, before you attract the Yugioh censors!

Drake: *abrubtly stops, then runs away quickly*

Alpha: Whew. Anyway, I hope all you readers out there like this. Please review, but even if you don't, I think this fic is going to keep coming anyway!

Lara: And now more spoilers that prompt us to kill you for the next chapter, because this is Pokemon, not Yugioh!

Alpha: Uhh, right. Later, readers!