A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! I ran into some issues with life. To answer a reviewer's question, there will be no heavy romance in this story. It's not something I do.

Enjoy!

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The man looked like he was speaking, but no words came out. No one was crying. Everyone had the same blank face. Hilda sat between Bianca and Cheren, the only two she recognized in the room except her mother. She looked down, avoiding the stares from the strangers. The man stopped talking, causing everyone to stand up. When Hilda stood up, both her friends grabbed her hands. She gave them a grateful glance. The group slowly made their way to the door, ignoring what the others were saying. They stopped in front of a large box, surrounded by pictures. Hilda's father seemed to always have a dragon-type by his side. She wondered why he didn't have any other types. The last one that caught her attention had Billy when he was still a Deino.

"When I become a trainer, I'll go look for you, Billy. I'll bring you back to us," Hilda whispered.

She felt Cheren's grip tighten and Bianca's shake. Earlier, they overheard their parents talk about letting them go on journeys. All three of them were upset with Bianca's father statement of not letting them go. He even stated he wouldn't let Bianca leave town until she became of age. Hilda said no matter what, they would all start at the same time.

"I'm sure you will."

Hilda turned toward the voice, tears slowly forming. It was a man with dark, red hair. He softly patted her head with a sad smile.

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Hilda lazily opened her eyes and yawned. She must have fallen asleep. It was early in the morning, or at least to her. Cheren probably woke up earlier to study for various things.

"What's keeping Bianca?" Cheren said, annoyed.

"Well, it is early," she said, "Maybe she slept in."

He narrowed his eyes and returned to staring at the wrapped box on the table. Hilda felt herself slip into the dreamworld again, until the door downstairs slammed open. She flinched and slowly stood up. Cheren gave her a confused look before Bianca made an appearance.

"I'm I a little late?" she asked.

"Seriously, Bianca?" Cheren said sternly, "I know you have no sense of time, but we're getting our first Pokémon today!"

"I know. Sorry," she said, looking down at her feet.

Hilda gave her an approving smile and opened the box she snagged while her friends were talking. The three agreed, more like Bianca and Hilda, to let the Pokémon choose their trainer. Hilda wanted to make sure the Pokémon were happy. Bianca agreed, but Cheren wanted to have the strongest Pokémon. The two outnumbered him though.

"Here we go!" Hilda yelled, tipping the box downward.

Three red and white spheres dropped to the floor, releasing the creatures from within. A green, snake-like Pokémon leered a Bianca, causing her to flinch. A small pig Pokémon gave a fearful look at its surroundings. The last Pokémon was a blue otter, who looked at the three with curiosity. Hilda gave the three Pokémon a huge smile. The green one turned away from her and looked at Cheren with interest. Bianca noticed the pig's uneasiness and picked him up in a hug. He seemed to enjoy it and snuggled up to her. Hilda got down on her knees to make eye contact with the last Pokémon.

"My name is Hilda," she said warmly, "Would you like to join me on a journey?"

"Osha!" the otter squealed, grabbing her hand.

"Well, I got the one I wanted," Cheren said smugly.

"Hilda!" Bianca shouted, "Let's have a battle!"

"You do realize we are in a house right?" Cheren said.

But Bianca's Pokémon was already in front of her, ready to fight. Hilda's was ready to battle also.

"Why not?" Hilda said with a smirk.

The girls called out the same move at the same time. The two Pokémon rushed at each other and lunged at each other. The force pushed them back towards their trainers.

"Tail Whip!" Hilda called to her Pokémon.

It started to shake its tail in a cute way. The pig watched it, almost hypnotized. Hilda sighed in relief. She wasn't sure what kind of moves her friend had, so she went off of what Mister told her.

"Tackle!"

The otter rammed into the pig with more forced than before. It flew into Hilda's table, breaking it in the process. He fainted in the heap of broken furniture.

"Woah! That was awesome!" Bianca said, picking up the fainted Pokémon, "Both sides did their best!"

"Is he okay?" Hilda asked, worried.

"Guys! Look around," Cheren sighed.

Hilda's room turned into a war zone. While not many attacks had been used, various other pieces of furniture had been broken.

"Oh no. Mom's going to kill me," Hilda moaned.

"You two are hopeless," Cheren said, handing them potions, "Use these to restore their health."

Bianca sprayed the liquid on her Pokémon, but he didn't wake up. She returned him to his pokeball. Hilda's Pokémon was reenergized and danced around her.

"You should battle Hilda too, Cheren!" Bianca laughed.

"Wha?" Hilda exclaimed.

"I guess I can't get the room any messier," Cheren said, pushing up his glasses, "You guys can't have all the fun!"

Hilda sighed and called her Pokémon to her. The two trainers and their Pokémon were facing each other.

"Begin!" Bianca shouted.

"Snivy! Use Leer!" Cheren commanded.

Snivy looked directly into her Pokémon's eyes and gave an evil look. It flinched and walked back a step. Snivy rammed into the Pokémon, causing it to crash into a wall.

"You okay?" she called and smiled when her Pokémon got back up, "Tackle!"

Her Pokémon rushed towards the Snivy, but he dodged the attack. Hilda's dresser exploded when the Pokémon crashed into it. She bit her lip and studied her opponent more closely. It couldn't have very good defense with the structure of its body. Cheren's Pokémon made its way to the dresser, where her Pokémon still stood, gazed.

"Meet him halfway!" Hilda cried.

Her Pokémon snapped out of its dazed state and met the snake head on. It barely overpowered the snake, causing both to fly backwards a short distance. The otter managed to land on its feet, while the snake stumbled a bit. Now was their chance!

"Tail Whip!" Hilda yelled.

Her Pokémon turned its back to the snake and shook its tail cutely. Cheren's Pokémon seemed interested in the tail's movements. Hilda gave her Pokémon the command to attack while the snake's defenses were down. It rammed into the Pokémon, causing it to crash into her TV. Hilda gritted her teeth. She had to end the battle before anything else got destroyed. One more hit would probably end it.

"Finish it!" she yelled, "Tackle!"

For the last time, her Pokémon slammed into the snake, knocking it out. Cheren's eyes widen in shock while Hilda face glowed with happiness. She scooped up her Pokémon in a hug.

"I must of made a strange blunder," Cheren hummed.

"Or you're just a sore loser," Hilda committed.

He shot her a disapproving look and left the room with the intent to apologize to her mother. Bianca hurried after him, almost tripping down the stairs. Hilda giggled at her friend antics and checked her Pokémon for any severe wounds. It seemed to be okay, so she looked under her bed, which was the most undamaged of the items in the room, excluding the Wii. Under the bed there were a couple of dirty clothes, some candy wrappers, and a long, thin box. Sighing in relief, she hugged her Pokémon again and walked downstairs. Her friends were making polite conversation with her mom.

"I'm very sorry about all the trouble, ma'am," Cheren said guiltily.

"We could help clean up," Bianca suggested quietly.

"Oh, don't worry about it," her mom said happily, "There you are, Hilda!"

Hilda smiled and joined the group. Her Pokémon gave a curious look at its surroundings, struggling to get out of her grasp. She put it on the ground and allowed it to explore the room.

"Well, I have go home to get something," Bianca said as she existed through the door.

Taken back by her sudden departure, Cheren didn't say anything for a moment. He sighed and followed, mostly liking heading to the lab. Hilda turned her gaze away from the door and watched her Pokémon struggle to climb a chair. The otter manage to pull itself up and stared at her mother.

"So, are you ready?" her mother asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," she sighed happily, "I can't wait to see the world."

"Don't forget to call and visit every once in a while," her mother said.

Hilda picked her Pokémon up off the chair and made her way to the door. Her mother cleared her throat, causing Hilda to look at her, confused.

"Also, please don't get your hopes up," she said quietly.

Hilda's eyes narrowed and she turned away from her mother. The Pokémon in her arms gave her a confused squeak. She gave the otter a weak smile and opened the front door. A convenient gust of wind blew her hair in soft waves. Pushing the fears aside, she stepped outside.