Darque hurried to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She looked at the mirror checking if she looked ok. She had black ebony shoulder length hair. She combed her hair with care, making sure her visual appearance was stunning. She really liked the fact that her eyes had different colours - it made her feel unique. Sometimes she would fantasize about becoming the greatest trainer in the region and thus she always wanted to look her best in front of the crowd.
As all trainers who haven't reached the age of ten (which is the Official Pokemon Trainer minimal age), she used to attend special school courses on Basic Pokemonology - which children were obliged to attend if they wanted to become trainers from the age of seven until the age of nine - for three years. Frankly, Darque more often than not didn't exactly score the highest marks in school. However, she was eager to make up for that with her enthusiasm. All of these thoughts were flashing in her still somewhat sleepy mind as she went to her room after using the bathroom to dress properly for the upcoming day that promised to be quite important indeed. She was filled with nervous anticipation as she couldn't wait to venture out into the wild, wondering what discoveries were waiting for her out in the vast Hoenn Region.
She decided that today she would be wearing casual style clothes since she was planning on traversing the wilderness in the foreseeable future. It was late November, so she was going to wear warm clothes. She was wearing jeans (she wanted to wear a skirt but it would probably be too cold for that) also white running shoes, a white T-shirt with an Orange Islands imprint, a purple turtleneck sweater and on top of it a nylon sleeveless blue vest. She was also wearing a white spiky ski hat with a green elastic band with a pokeball logo. Just in case she also had a pair of black gloves and a red SILK SCARF. Not to mention her cool pair of BLACKGLASSES.
After dressing up, she checked the contents of her backpack. She had three REPELs, a bottle of FRESH WATER, 3000 Pokedollars and other basic stuff like nail scissors, bandaids, a sewing kit, spare clothes etc. Unfortunately, she did not have any special devices so she would only be able to communicate with home via Pokemon Centres Telephones. She also had her most important document - her Birth Certificate Card, which she would use to register as a trainer.
She put on her backpack and headed for the kitchen. Her sister was sitting there as she wanted to see Darque off.
"Hey Darque, how about I go with you to the Contest Hall?"
"Eh? I-I m-mean yeah, sure, why not?"
"Great! I wanna make sure my little sister becomes a Pokemon trainer."
Darque's sister's name was Lumiera. She was 19 years old and she was a Pokemon Breeder, but she also loved battling. She also had black hair but waist length and both of her eyes were red colour. She was also wearing jeans. She was wearing a light blue autmun trench coat with black round buttons and a red beret and black leather gloves. She was also wearing heeled black shoes. She had quite a few Pokemon of her own that Darque helped her taking care of, so Darque definitely had some experience in dealing with Pokemon. Darque was very proud of her sister and liked to boast about her a lot. Lumiera took care of Darque since there was no one else in their family.
She had been expecting the day that Darque would finally embark on her journey. Actually, there was something that she was contemplating on for quite a while...
"Want some breakfast? I made some eggs and bacon." Lumiera asked Darque as she snapped out of her thoughts.
"Wow! That's awesome." Darque replied as she was truly hungry. Today's breakfast was especially tasty.
After breakfast the sisters moved out from home to the bus stop as Lumiera locked the door and switched off the electricity.
"We're not in a hurry, so how about we take the route that lies across the park? I like walking there more than walking in the smoke-filled street." Lumiera proposed.
Their path lied through a community park that also held a trainer battleground.
Two trainers were about to fiercely engage in a trainer battle. The sisters sat down on a nearby bench to enjoy the spectacle.
On one side there was a strange young boy in a yellow jacket and a blue cap, obviously a tourist, who sent out a suspicious purple rat Pokemon.
On the other side there was a tall, thin young man with fair skin. He has blue eyes and spiky black hair. He wears a black leather jacket, a black belt around his waist, khaki cargo pants, and black shoes. He sent out a Milotic (Darque recognized that Pokemon because Lumiera also had a Milotic.)
The battle didn't even last a minute - after the youngster ordered the purple mouse to do a couple of completely useless TACKLEs, one swing of a tail by the Milotic was enough to make the mouse faint with swirling eyes.
"Rattata is unable to battle! Milotic is the winner! Therefore, the victory goes to - Jason Cutter! Well, that's me." The tall guy said as he recalled his Milotic.
"Aww, dang, what a shame! And I was really prepared, too!" The youngster whined as he was about to take out his wallet.
"Sorry to break it down to ya, kid, but - no you weren't. Like, at all. Heck, you've only got 1 frickin' Pokemon! You should do a GYM quest if you really wanna get to the top, ya hear me? Take this advice from the experienced one. This time, I'll let the money issue slide cuz' this matchup was outright unfair but next time you should really consider your chances for victory twice before challenging random trainers." Jason replied.
The youngster scurried away, carrying his Rattata to the closest Pokemon Centre nearby.
"Wow! Now that's what I call impressive!" Lumiera said with a smile of appreciation as she approched Jason. Darque followed behind her.
"Nah, that was kinda lame, honestly. Darn pesky kids with their weir,d Kanto starters. For some reason, Kanto pokemon have been the craze recently among trainers worldwide, ya know, Pikachus, Eevees, that kinda stuff. I think that Kanto Pokemon are kinda overrated everywhere - and I've travelled a LOT of regions. Hey girl, by the way, - you up for a Pokemon battle?" Jason said, looking straight into Lumiera's eyes.
And as the unofficial trainer rule says, if two trainers lock eyes, the two trainers must fight.
"Hmm...Well..."(As Lumiera thought about it, Darque gave her a persuading "we don't have time for that" look.)"..Uhhh..Sorry, no. We're going to the local contest hall. My sister is finally ten, so she's getting a Pokemon today. We've gotta go."
"Oh, I see. Well, in that case, here ya go." Jason took out a strange-looking disc from his backpack and gave it to Darque.
"Yo, listen up, lil' one. Use this wisely - it can come in handy in the most unexpected time. I hope that I'll get to battle either You, or YOU someday, so you both better get strong the next time we meet." He said to both Darque and Lumiera. "Let's exchange contact info. Do any of you have a Pokenav?"
"No, no." Darque said as she waved her hamds.
"Ok." Lumiera said with a sigh as she took out a very outdated Pokenav.
They exchanged contact nfo.
"Hasta la vista, girls! I'm going straight to LaRousse City!" Jason said as he walked away into the the morning city.
The girls continued walking and eventually reached the bus stop.
TO BE CONTINUED
