Hello, did I catch your attention? I'm RoseMasterD87, here's a story that I hope you'll like. I don't own Pokemon except for my own characters that you may not be familiar with. Just so you know, Neo is the second set of Pokemon and "Suishou" means crystal, which you can take a guess that this story is similarly based on the Crystal/Gold/Silver Games, HeartGold and SoulSilver games as well.
Summary: Based from the Crystal Game. A young girl moves to Pallet Town from the Orange Islands and travels the Johto Region two years later for her first Pokemon journey. What adventures does she encounter? R&R, and be gentle please!
Suishou Neo Johto
Chapter 1: Prologue
The sun shown down brightly on the beautiful planet, allowing its inhabitants the warmth of a new day. The vast, salty ocean reflected the rich blue image of the cloudless sky. A gentle breeze blew across the lush blades of green and yellow grass and stopped occasionally by the purple snow-capped mountains. The planet harbored many strange things, but none so strange as the Pokemon.
For centuries, humans and Pokemon have lived together, benefiting from each other through the work of the past. Some use Pokemon in sport-like fights, some study and observe them as a profession, and some dedicate their lives to breeding them. Humans may never know all the answers, but it's interesting to know that there's always something else out there to find!
On a long suspension, a black moving truck with a white circle on the side zoomed down the road at a bumpy pace. Inside the passenger's side sat a woman wearing a yellow kimono with orange flowers. She had dark purple hair tied with a yellow ribbon and shimmering blue-green eyes that stood out on her smooth peach skin. She was in her early thirties, but when she smiled, she looked even younger.
"So what made you decide to move out here, Ms. Clarissa?" The man driving the truck asked the woman.
"It was my Boss's idea. He owns a Pokemon Gym in Viridian City and wants his daughter to be closer to him." the woman replied hesitantly.
"A gym leader, eh? It's nice to see that kids haven't fully taken over the Pokemon World." the driver chuckled.
"Pokemon are such strange creatures, but that's all my niece likes to talk about." Clarissa said.
"Is she a Pokemon trainer?"
"Oh-no, she's only eight years old. She attends technical school and learns all she can to be the best trainer." There was a sudden bump from the back. Clarissa gave a sort of worried look and glanced back. "I hope she's alright back there."
"Don't worry. My Machoke won't let anything happen to your daughter as long as he's back there with her." the driver assured her.
Soon, the truck started passing a large cluster of trees, revealing butterfly-like Pokemon fluttering in the wind. "The Butterfree certainly are plentiful this morning." the driver glanced out the window.
"They look pretty; I wouldn't mind owning a Pokemon like that." Clarissa smiled.
The truck arrived at the gates of a huge mansion where the guard watched cars enter and leave. He recognized the driver and let them inside as the moving truck rolled up the circular driveway and slowed to a hault at the front entrance. It was slightly north of Viridian City and situated at the edge of Kanto, bordering Johto, with Victory Road not too far away.
"This is the house, isn't it?" The driver asked.
Clarissa nodded and carefully got out of the truck to look at her new house. It was a great, sprawling estate. But it was private, with trees and fences everywhere, covering pieces of it up. "Yes, it's beautiful!" She walked around the back with the driver and knocked on the side. "Okay Angelina, we're here."
The driver opened the large door to reveal a large, bluish-purple Pokemon with massive muscles and a golden P-One belt around its black wrestling bottoms. On it's shoulders was a small little girl. She was about eight years old with hazel eyes, and strawberry-blonde hair in pigtails. She wore a green short-sleeved dress and brown sandals.
"Angelina, what are you doing up there?" Clarissa folded her arms.
"Just hanging around," the little girl smiled cheekily. "This Machoke is really strong!"
"Please get down before you break your neck." Clarissa scolded.
"Machoke," Machoke gave a disappointed look as it set the girl down.
The door of the house opened and a man stepped out onto the porch. He was tall, and medium built with short brown hair slicked back, and dark brown eyes. He wore a black business suit with a red tie at the collar, and shiny black dress shoes.
Angelina's father, Giovanni, specializes in Ground-type Pokemon and the Gym Leader of Viridian City. He also owns an organization that keeps him distanced from the family for large periods of time.
"I see you made it here in one piece," Giovanni greeted, kneeling down to Angelina so she could hug him. "So, how's my darling angel?" he asked.
"I'm fine, Daddy. I had the best ride ever with the Machoke!"
"Listen, Angelina, your father and I have to make sure the rest of our belongings are moved into the house." Clarissa said. "You should go sort out everything in your room until I get done."
Angelina nodded and jumped down, then walked inside the mansion and was amazed at all the different things she saw. Priceless pieces of art, hanging glass chandeliers, marble floors and vaulted ceilings. She discovered her room on the third floor and had its own tower, with window seats and windows that looked out at the estate and at a distant Mt. Moon, with Cerulean past it. She had her own chandelier, and a canopy, king-sized bed. The room was spacious, with a fluffy white carpet, her own chandelier, and a canopy, king-sized bed. Her closet was more run-a-marathon-in closet than a walk-in. She was quite happy that her father knew how to decorate the room in spring colors; the walls were light purple, the bedspread was purple with pink and blue flowers, and the pillows and canopy were green and yellow. Everything else such as the wooden dressers, clothes, toys, and other personables had yet to be brought upstairs.
Angelina thought the mansion was huge, compared to her grandparents' house back on Crystal Island. She was bound to get lost, but she eventually found her way downstairs and greeted her Aunt Clarissa.
"I was just about to go look for you," Clarissa said. "Let's hurry along, your Aunt Vicky and everyone are waiting for us."
The trip took no more than half an hour; arriving at a two-story white house tucked away in the hills just along the outskirts of the Pallet Town. Clarissa knocked on the front door. Angelina could hear voices from inside, but they waited as the door finally opened.
"Oh it's so good to see you!" a slim-built woman embraced Clarissa. She was in her early-thirties with black hair in a half-up style and blue-green eyes. She wore a purple short-sleeved dress with an apron over top and purple casual shoes. "Hello Angelina, are you behaving?" she knelt down and hugged the girl.
"Yes, Aunt Vicky!" Angelina said.
Victoria closed the door as they walked inside. "Why don't you go upstairs where all the other kids are playing? They're in Amber's room, third on the right."
Angelina was amazed by the inside of the house as the walls were painted gold and the floor was made out of white marble. Above her was a huge chandelier made out of crystal glass in gold and silver. She walked down the hallway and entered the third room on the right. The room had walls with Butterfrees' decorated on a white border, purple curtains, a small bed with a multi-colored comforter and purple pillow, a wooden dresser, and a wooden chest that was opened and filled with toys.
There were four young children in the room; three of them under the age of five and the other one Angelina noticed was around her age. It was a girl with long black hair wearing a red headband, brown eyes and pale skin. She wore a short-sleeved dark blue dress and red sandals.
"Hello there, you must be the new girl that just moved here." the ravenette got to her feet and held out her hand. "My name is Daisy Oak. What is yours?"
Angelina was taken quite aback by the girl's straight-forward personality. "I'm Angelina Murakami, but call me Angel." she smiled back. "I just moved here from Crystal Island—that's near the Orange Islands—so my Aunt Clarissa and I could be closer to my Dad— he works in Viridian City."
"Wow, you came really far. Go on; tell me about your personality." Daisy gave her an interested look. "What about your Aunt Clarissa?"
"I like to study Pokemon and watch movies." Angelina continued. "My aunt did help my grandpa with his Day Care Center before we moved, and she also a wants to help my Mom at the Pallet House Restaurant."
Two boys rushed over to Angelina and Daisy. One had spiky brown hair and dark blue eyes, the other had messy black hair and dark brown eyes.
"Daisy!" the brown-haired boy hugged the girl, pouting. "When can we go home?"
Daisy sighed as she turned to her new friend. "That's my little brother, Gary."
"I see," Angelina nodded, until she looked down at the messy black-haired boy staring up at her. She noticed the boy had small zigzag marks under his eyes. "Hi Ash, how are you?"
"Good, I missed you!" the boy said with a goof smile. "Come play Pokemon with me." he grabbed hold of Angelina's hand.
"Sure!" Angelina said as she was dragged farther into the room. Daisy giggled as she followed behind them.
"I wanna go home!" Gary whined.
"Not until Grandpa gets here," Daisy told him, sitting on the floor beside Angelina.
"So what's the game again?" Angelina asked, confused as she was handed an empty Pokeball.
"Pokemon!" Ash exclaimed with a big smile. "We pretend we're Pokemon Masters and train very strong Pokemon!"
"Sounds like fun," Angelina laughed, yet she was quite interested in the red-and-white device.
"Yeah, it's a blast!" said a voice to Angelina's right. It belonged to her cousin Amber; a little girl with long brown-blonde hair in a pony-tail and brown eyes. She wore a purple short sleeved dress, adorning her feet were white socks and black dress shoes, and she held a rhinestoned Pokeball. "This Pokeball is better than Ash's stupid one."
"Mine's not stupid!" Ash yelled, his brown eyes narrowed. "It's normal and holds very powerful Pokemon! I'm gonna be a great Pokemon Master when I grow up!"
"Nu uh, I am!" Amber said.
"No, me!" Ash got right in her face.
"Me!" Amber spits back.
"Um, kids?" Angelina watched the two still yelling "ME!", even Gary couldn't help but stop his bickering and look on in amusement.
"I am, and you won't win!" Amber grinned.
"Yes I will!" Ash pushed her.
Amber growled and pushed the boy back, that was when they both grabbed hold of each other and about to strangle their necks.
"Whoa, stop it!" Daisy pulled Amber away as Angelina did the same for Ash. "Maybe you'll both be Pokemon Masters!"
"Nu uh, she/he won't! I will!" Ash and Amber pointed and glared at each other. Angelina just sighed.
"Look, you'll both be great Pokemon trainers and maybe you'll battle to decide which is better. Until then, don't fight and play like good kids!"
"Okay," Ash said, smiling. "I'll do it for you, Angelina."
Angelina rolled her eyes and Daisy giggled, "So sweet!"
"I know," Angelina said, then glanced up at the Clefairy clock on the wall. "So how long are we in here?"
"Maybe until the party downstairs is over." Daisy replied, watching her little brother play quietly with Ash and Amber.
"Ya know, I've made more friends here today than back on Crystal Island." Angelina smiled.
"Don't you have any friends at your old home?" Daisy asked.
"Well there's one," Angelina said. "I promised I'd return to Crystal Island to visit her when I become a Pokemon Trainer."
"Then I hope you'll get to see her again soon," Daisy said, encouraging with a gentle smile. "I don't think I want to become a Pokemon trainer. I'd rather study them, but I might go with you!"
"Great, we'll be the best of friends ever!" Angelina exclaimed happily.
~*To Be Continued*~
*Murakami means "upper village" in Japanese
*Angelina's father is Giovanni.
*Daisy is Professor Oak's grand-daughter, and the older sister of Gary. She exists in "The Electric Tale of Pikachu" manga, which is based off the anime.
*Angelina's best friend will appear in later stories.
Okay, I was up until midnight last night writing this and I don't want this story assumed to be a Mary Sue. Be honest in your reviews, I will take criticisms and suggestions to make this story better. Thanks, chapter 2 is on the way!