A/N A wild update appeared! Sorry for the wait, I am really sorry! I... Started watching Once Upon a Time... Three days ago... And haven't stopped since... I am truly obsessed, my dear fans. And because of that, I haven't been posting... I'm sorry. Anyway, this update comes to you out of a rare Netflix blackout( It's only in my house, I have NO idea why), and it will be long, I promise. At least 4000 words. I've got two OCs today, and I'm giving you guys an OC list thingy for my OCs, Alex, Jakob, and Michael, because I read my own chapters(Like the obsessive compulsive author that I am), and I realized I never really described them, so here goes.

Name- Alex Surona.

Age- 13, will turn 14 in April.

Appearance- Light brown hair down to her shoulders, light hazel eyes, tanned skin, and a weird scar on the back of her hand. She wears a green trainer jacket with a red tee underneath, and a pair of light turquoise jeans with flower decals, and purple sneakers.

Pokemon- None yet.

Personality- Hyper, happy, and bouncy. She will be serious only when needed, but is otherwise so hyper she can't stop. She loves yelling random things at random times, and will challenge anyone who hate Grass type Pokemon.

Catchphrases- "Cheese and Flaming Cheese!" "My holy taco, what happened?" "Mustaches... Are my life!" "I like peanuts, and I like butter, but I do NOT like peanut butter! Weird!" "I WILL catch a Shaymin, and no one will tell me otherwise!"

Name- Jakob Surona.

Age- 11 and a half.

Appearance- Dark brown, almost black hair shaved close to his head, dark brown eyes, tanned skin. He wears a red jacket with gray tee, and blue jeans. He wears gray sneakers with Onix's drawn on the sides.

Pokemon- None yet.

Personality- Reserved and shy, except around friends. WHen with his friends, he will use really long sentences and big words just to annoy them. He can be really annoying at times, but is mostly just plain happy. Loves Wander over Yonder, will quote incessantly.

Catchphrases- "Haaaapppyyy..." "I... Have absolutely positively no possible explaination for that odd phenomenon..." "Rock types roll!" "I roll my eyes in your face! Ha!" "Hey! Head case! Iiiiiiiis Thiiiiis Youuuuuur Sooooooooock?"

Name- Michael Surona.

Age- 9, turns 10 in a month.

Appearance- Light brown, almost blond hair with dark brown roots, green eyes, slightly tanned skin, and drawn in lightening bolt scar on his head(Is huge Harry Potter fan). Wears white jacket with black tee shirt and black jeans, and white sneakers.

Personality- Will quote Harry Potter all the time. Is hyper just like his sister, but sometimes reserved and shy like his brother. He likes Wander over Yonder like Jakob, but not as much. Loves reading books, will almost always be seen behind one.

Catchphrases- "I am the biggest Potterhead ever... In all time!" "EARTHQUAKE!... Just kidding!" "Candy corns... I love them!"

Alright, so those are the OC thingys... I have no idea what to call them. Anyway, here goes. Chapter 3, here we come!

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"There's Pallet!" Ash cried. Alex gasped in delight.

"I can't belive it! Let's go get some Pokemon!" Alex pumped her fist into the air. This was just too exciting! She ran ahead, giggling like a madman.

"Alex! Wait!" Jakob yelled. Too late. She fell down a hill, rolling the rest of the way to Pallet.

"Alex!" Misty yelled. The five ran down the hill, Brock waving his arms wildly.

"Wait! Wait! Come back! I LOVE YOU!" He yelled. Misty sighed, and decided to drag him down the hill, by the ear. Brock yelled in pain.

They reached the bottom quickly, and found Alex... Standing up, unbruised, completely clean, as if she hadn't fallen at all. Ash gasped.

"How... You- hill- fall what?" He yelled, blibbering like n idiot. Michael looked at him sympathetically.

"Did a Wrackspurt fly in your head again? There are a lot of those here..." Alex rolled her eyes, but Ash, who had now idea what a Wrackspurt was, jumped up and down.

"What's that? A new Pokemon? Where can I get it?" He questioned wildly. Michael laughed, pleased at the reaction he got out of Ash.

"...I'll tell you later." This annoyed Ash to no limit, but Michael just laughed. None of them realized that Alex was already halfway to town, until she yelled wildly, "See you guys at Professor Oak's!"

"Alex!" They yelled, continuing the chase. This was going to be a long day...

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"There they are. We'll catch them ourselves for the Boss. Then he'll see that Jessie and... What was his name again?"

"John..."
"OK, John then, they are not fit for Team Rocket! The boss will see, once we have these little brats in our hands, that we are so much better than those goody-goodies and their half-wit Meowth!"

Cassidy and Butch were sitting in a dark Pallet alleyway, watching the group of 6 progress slowly through town, with the black haired one in the lead. They were watching them, of course, because they wanted to show the boss how real criminals work, unlike Jessie and James. Then they'd be the best... And get that cool promotion!

"Cass... How're we gonna do it this time?" Butch asked. He hadn't been let in on Cassidy's plan yet... He was beginning to feel left out.

"We're gonna dress up as shop owners, nice old folks who want to talk. We'll gain their trust, get them to like us, and then we'll invite the ones we need into the back room to help us "Get some coffee beans". We'll trap them, take them, and then relax as we enjoy our brand new promotion! It's ingenious, right?" She smiled at her own genius, but Butch seemed to be having doubts, as a frown graced his face.

"Cassidy, isn't that what Jessie and James do?" He asked. Cassidy whipped around, apparently insulted.

"NO! That's what they fail to do! We'll succeed, where they have failed!" She yelled. Butch recoiled as though he was hit, but recovered quickly.

"Yes... You're right! Now, let's execute plan Awesome now!" He yelled. Cassidy grimaced.

"I... Never authorized that name..." She was apparently disgusted by the horrid... Childish name her partner had come up with.

"But I like it!" He whined. Cassidy sighed. Sometimes, she wondered why they had failed in their previous attempts at stealing Pokemon. Then she saw Butch. This was going to be a long day...

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"Hello, little lady! Would you be interested in this fine necklace to grace your pretty neck?" Alex jumped backwards, almost knocking over Brock. The man had appeared out of nowhere, and scared her badly.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, Mam." He said. Now that Alex looked closer, he actually wasn't that scary. He had jet black hair, slicked back into a smooth hairstyle. He was wearing a red vest with a black blazer, and a red tie. He had a white undershirt, and black pants that matched his vest. A flat red hat topped off the outfit, which, after getting over the initial shock of all the red and black, the effect was quite pleasant, and the outfit was definitely color coordinated.

He held up a hand for Alex to shake, and there was a weird red device on his wrist. Brock gasped.

"T-that's a Poketran!" He spluttered in shock. The man smiled.

"Yes. It helps when you can understand your Pokemon when you are a traveling businessman..." Brock's mouth was hanging open in shock. Alex stared from Brock to the red device, utterly confused.

"What is a Poketran?" She asked. Brock snapped out of his stupor.

"It's a Pokemon translator, but it costs a ton, and they're super rare! I've always wanted one! Brock gushed, staring at the man in admiration. Alex thought that was a bit much. Why would you need a Pokemon translator if you could just have Meowth? Team Rocket follows them so much anyway, why even bother saving up?

"Where are my manners?" The man said. "My name is Constantine Grey, and I am a traveling salesman... I specialize in Pokegear and stylish ways to change it up a bit. See this necklace right here?" He gestured to a red necklace with a green spot. "It's a Pokedex. Just scan the Pokemon with this, and the information is sent to your Pokedex. It's incredibly timesaving." Now that was something that Alex would like!

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Grey. How much for the necklace?" She asked. Mr. Grey grinned.

"200 Poke-dollars." Now that was something that Alex couldn't afford... Darn her low(meaning no) money.

"I'll buy it." Brock said, pushing in front of her. Alex gasped.

"No. Brock, you can't buy that for me! It's too expensive!" She grabbed his arm, but he just smiled at her.

"Think of it as an early Christmas gift!" He said. Alex knew he loved all pretty girls, and would do most things for them, but this was a bit much...

Brock handed the salesman the money, and he handed Brock the necklace. Brock gave Alex the necklace, and she blushed.

"T-thanks, Brock." She blushed. "Can I try it out?" She asked the salesman. He nodded, grabbing a Pokeball off his belt.

"Go, Flygon!" He threw it, and out popped the Ground/Dragon dual type. Jakob gasped, as he did whenever anything remotely like a Rock type appeared, and Alex scanned it. Her new necklace beeped, and then a light, feminine voice came out of a hidden speaker.

"Flygon, the Fly Pokemon. Flygon whip up sand as they fly to hide themselves. The red gear over their eyes protects them from the sandstorm." It beeped again. Alex gasped softly.

"This is so cool..." She murmured. Brock smiled.

"Brock... I didn't know you would do THAT for a girl!" Ash laughed, clapping a hand on his friends shoulder. Brock smiled, then turned to Misty.

"How come you didn't pull my ear that time? Not that I'm complaining!" He asked. Misty smiled at him.

"I didn't think it would be a good thing to do this time..." Offering no further explanation, she walked away to go tell Jakob something. Brock just stared, and Ash shrugged.

"Hey Alex!" Michael called to her. She looked up from examining Flygon. "Shouldn't we be going to the Professor's?" Alex gasped.

"Oh my God, you're right! Sorry Mr. Grey, we've gotta go!" She yelled. She took off down the brick road, the other five right on her tail. She didn't stop running until they were outside the door of the large tan brick building. Alex could see a few Bellsprout and an Oddish in the field, but there would be time for checking them out later. Right now, she wasn't going to let anything get in the way of her and her... OH come on!
A tall boy had approached her, waving wildly. He looked to be about 15, with big bulky glasses. He was wearing a light blue polo shirt, khakis, and had a dark green backpack in one hand. His hair was light brown, curling slightly at the edges. A panting Charmander, and a cooing Pidgey followed behind. He caught up to her, panting slightly, and looked up.

"Professor's-*Puff*- not-*Puff*- home." He puffed. Alex gasped.

"What do you mean he's not home? He's gotta be home!" She panicked, staring at him.

"Alex! Wait up!" Misty yelled, running up the driveway. She stopped at the door, clutching the stich in her side. She was soon followed by the other four, Ash panting hard.

"He's not home! Why isn't he home!" She yelled. Jakob grimaced.

"He's probably working... With Tracey..." Alex shuddered. She had always resented how nerdy Tracey Sketchit had replaced funny, girl-loving Brock in season two. But she knew Tracey wasn't here yet... Brock went with Ash and Misty to Johto, and if Ash had gone to the Orange Islands already, the he would be gloating about his Snorlax, and they'd already be in Johto. It wasn't Tracey, though, so why wasn't Oak home?

"Nope, Tracey isn't here yet..." Jakob nodded. "Let's go look for Professor Oak, then!" Jakob's eyes widened.

"Are you out of your flip-pickling lump-zorp?" He yelled. Alex laughed.

"Dude, Wander quotes won't help... They never help... Never." Jakob looked down, ashamed. Ash, Brock, and Misty watched this whole exchange, utterly confused.

"Professor's over here." The boy said. He pointed to the forest behind the house, in which a few Caterpie and a Weedle were visible. Alex shuddered, and Misty screamed. They both HATED bug types...

"What's your name?" Ash asked the boy. He replied quickly, but by using as little words as possible.

"Matthias Salizem." His Charmander jumped up onto his shoulder, grinning.

"Char... Charmander! Charmander Char Char!" He yelled. Unlike his trainer, Charmander seemed to like talking. The Pidgey cooed softly.

"Hi little guy... Could you take us to him?" Alex petted the Charmander's head as she asked Matthias. He nodded, then swiftly walked away, towards the forest.

"W-we're not going in t-there, are we?" Misty asked. Alex nodded solemnly. She was going to get a Bulbasaur, no one, not even a bug type, could stop her.

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"Professor Oak?" Ash yelled. A few nearby Pidgey glared as they looked for a good worm for dinner. He trudged on, following Alex and that other kid, Matthias. Brock and Jakob echoed his calls.

The seven had been searching for a few hours now, but the Pokemon Professor was no where to be seen. Ash was getting worried.

"Where the heck is he?" Alex yelled. A weedle squirmed up to her, tracking dirt behind it. Alex shrieked, but the Weedle was determined. It stopped by her foot, then, resorting to its last resort, shot a string shot at her head. The string hit its mark, and the determined Weedle climbed, as though scaling Mt. Moon, to the peak, or Alex's head.
Now Misty was screaming as well. A Caterpie had shot her leg with the sticky string, and was pulling as hard as it could to get her to move.

"I think it wants us to follow it!" Brock suddenly proclaimed. Misty whimpered, but obliged, and the 7 now followed the bug. Weedle rode atop Alex's hair like a captain would ride a ship, proud. Alex, meanwhile, was shuddering in fright. Jakob didn't seem to be doing to well either.

The Caterpie led them through a bush and into a clearing. There was an abandoned clipboard and a few foot prints, leading off into the bushes. Ash trudged on, now leading the 7 to the Professor, or so they hoped.

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"Let me go! What are you going to do with me?" Oak yelled. He was struggling against ropes, tied to a tree. His lab coat had ben removed, and over in the corner, Butch was trying it on.

"Fit's like a glove!" He said in his gravelly voice. Cassidy nodded happily.

"Now we just have to find the brats and make them believe you are the real Professor... Easy enough!" She said. She pulled on a lab coat of her own, and pulled a wig that looked like Professor Oak's hair out of a bag, along with some identical clothes. Butch pulled these on, and Cassidy pulled on a purple wig. They seemed set to go, and just in time. Voices began to come from behind a bush, and the two crooks rushed out to greet them.

"Hello hello, young ones!" Butch said. His voice, though, stayed the same, and Ash pulled a skeptical face.

"Professor? What's with your voice?" He asked. Butch hastily covered up.

"I- I have a cold, Ash!" He fake coughed, and when Ash nodded happily, Butch sighed in relief. To get caught that fast? That's would be Jessie and James worthy, and he could NOT have that!

"Who's that?" Alex asked, pointing to Cassidy.

"I'm his new assistant! I'm Cass- Er- Jessie! Yes, that's who I am! Jessie!" Her panicking made Alex feel worried. This was no assistant, but she couldn't prove that...

"Hey, Professor! Do ya have any spare Pokemon for my friends here? They need some to start their journeys!" Ash asked. Butch nodded, playing along in order to execute the plan. He led the 7 to the beginning of the forest, and stoped suddenly, sweat-dropping nervously.

"Uh... Jessie? Do you know where we are?" Now Alex knew something was off. How could the Pokemon Professor know his way around his forest?

"Jessie" sweat dropped, and shook her head violently. A strand of bright yellow hair popped out... Very familiar yellow hair.

OK, so we had the gravelly voice, the yellow hair, the nervousness... There was only one way to find out the truth.

"Is your name Botch?" Alex asked innocently. Everyone stared at her like she was crazy, until...

"No! MY NAME IS NOT BOTCH, IT'S BUTCH!" He roared. Cassidy's eyes widened, and she shook her head harder. The purple wig fell clean off, revealing the two Blaziken leg shaped, yellow, pigtails. Everyone else gasped, but Alex just smirked.

"I knew it was Team Rocket from the start!" Alex laughed, answering everyone's unspoken question. Brock was staring at her as if he had never seen a girl before... And that was creepy.

"Butch! You ruined the plan!" Cassidy cried, slapping him. Butch spluttered an apology, but Cassidy wasn't listening. She had whipped out a keypad with a giant red button, and pressed it. A net shot out and trapped Alex, Jakob, Michael, and the overconfident Weedle still atop Alex's head. They struggled, but it was no use. They were stuck.

"Bulbasaur! Go!" Ash cried, throwing the Pokeball into the sky. The familiar red light came out, and Bulbasaur materialized. It called it's own name a few times, awaiting a command.

"Razor Leaf!" He cried, and Bulbasaur obliged, shooting the leaves into the net. It did no damage, however, and Ash gasped.

"Ha! It's leaf proof! We've learned from those idiots Jessie and James!" Cassidy cried. A bush a few feet away began to rustle, and out popped Jessie and James themselves. And they looked really mad.

"Hey! We're no idiots!" Jessie called, seething with anger at her rival. James nodded angrily beside, and Meowth brandished his claws threateningly.

"We work really hard to do our job right! We'd do it right if it weren't for those darn twerps!" James cried. Cassidy and Butch whipped around, lab coats flying, and thus began the great Motto Battle of 2014.

"Prepare for Trouble!" Jessie and Cassidy called in unison.

"Make it Double!" James and Butch yelled at the same time.

"To protect the world from devastation!"

"To infect the world with devastation!"

"To unite all peoples within our nation!"
"To blight all peoples in every nation!"
"To denounce the evils of truth and love!"

"To denounce the goodness of truth and love!"

"To extend our reach to the stars above!"

"To extend our reach to the galaxies above!"

"Jessie!"

"Cassidy!"

"James!"

"Butch!"

"Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light!"
"Team Rocket, circling the Earth all day and night!"

"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

"Surrender to us now or you will surely lose the fight!"

"Meowth, dat's right!"

"Raticate!"

The seven watched this exchange with varying levels of confusion. Only when the two Team's Pokemon finished off did the Team members seem to remember the presence of the seven, and both yelled their demands.

"Give us your Pokemon, and the new twerps!" Jessie and James yelled.

"Give us your Pokemon!" Butch and Cassidy cried. Alex and her brothers, hanging from a tree in the net, watched with increasing annoyance. They just wanted to be let down...

"Let Alex and her brothers down!" Ash cried. Jessie, James, and Meowth finally seemed to notice the trapped status of the three, and gasped in delight.

"Now all we got t' do is snag da bag!" Meowth cried. THey rushed forward and grabbed the net, laughing maniacally. Ash and his friends, of course, ran after them, while Matthias stayed behind to fight off Cassidy and Butch. He released a Weedle, and began to command it to fight.

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"Ha! Now we've got the twerps! Now, Meowth, take us to the boss!" Jessie laughed in delight. James was behind her, making sure the three kids were tied the right way, so that they couldn't escape.

"Yeah! Here we go!" Meowth pushed a few buttons, and their balloon shot off in the direction of a hill. They didn't see the Pikachu riding a Pidgeotto underneath, shooting small sparks from its cheek sacs.

"How much farther, Meowth? These twerps do know how to struggle effectively, I'll give them that..." James whined. He gestured to the three kids, and he was right. They were wiggling around, struggling as hard as they could, and the ropes were moving slightly. Every time they moved, James would move them back, much to the annoyance of the three.

"Almost dere..." Meowth sighed. James nodded solemnly, and got back to work.

"Pika!" Pikachu yelled, jumping on board. Pidgeotto cawed, and slashed a huge gash in the Meowth balloon. Jessie, James, and Meowth screamed, and Pikachu thunder-shocked them. They blasted off, screaming loudly. Pikachu crossed the basket, and scratched and bit at the ropes binding Alex, Jakob, and Michael. The three helped, once they realized what Pikachu was trying to do, and got unstuck.

They grouped around the banister. Pikachu jumped back onto Pidgeotto, and motioned to the kids to jump. The ground was close enough now to jump without getting injured.

They jumped, and hit the ground running. They stopped once they came to a very peculiar tree, with ropes wrapped around it and tied in a knot.

They stepped around and found... Professor Oak. His mouth was gagged and he was roped up, his usual white lab coat missing. His eyes widened when they came, and he began to try and get them to help. Like they needed persuasion.

Oak stood up and shook off the remaining ropes, thanking Alex, Jakob, and Michael profusely.

"You're welcome Professor!" Alex chirped. Then she realized something... Professor...

"Hey... We need some Pokemon to start our journey with... Do you have any?" She asked. Oak nodded happily.

"I have a few... Anything for the people who saved me, no one usually comes through this forest... I have an Oddish, an Eevee, a Diglett, a Goldeen, and a Poliwag. You can choose any of them, as long as you promise to take care of them." The three kids nodded eagerly, and Oak fished five Pokeballs from his pocket.

"You're lucky I have them with me. Now, young lady, which one do you choose?" He asked Alex. She jumped up and down eagerly, and answered quickly.

"Eevee! I choose Eevee!" She cried. Oak nodded and handed her the Pokeball. She smiled and held it gingerly.

"Now... What do you want, young man?" He asked Jakob. He quickly replied, "Diglett!" and Oak handed him the Pokeball. He held it like it was a lifeline, staring at it in disbelief.

"Now..." Oak began, but was cut off by Michael's excited cry of "Oddish, please!" He handed him the Pokeball, and he took it happily.

"Pikapi!" Came a cry from the bushes, and Pikachu emerged, followed by Ash, Misty, and Brock.

"Hi guys! Look who we found! He gave us some Pokemon, now I've got an Eevee!" Alex cried happily. She threw the Pokeball, and Eevee popped out.

"Ee! Vui!" It cried, jumping into her arms. She pet it happily, and Misy cooed.

"It's cute! What did you get Jakob?" She asked. He threw his POkeball without hesitation, and Diglett came out.

"Diglett dig!" It cried.

"A diglett... Cool!" Ash laughed. Michael let out his Oddish, who chirped happily and ran up to hug his leg.

Alex ran a hand through her Eevee's fur as she stooped low to scan Diglett with her Pokedex necklace.

Everything was perfect... For now...

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A/N Woah, cliffhanger! Alright, I think I made it to 4000 words... So I'm good. Anyway, I still need proofreaders... So here's a sample of my book... It's chapter one. It's not even close to done yet, and I need editors and proofreaders... And a few people to do advertisement. The people picked will get a free ebook copy, and will be mentioned in the book. Thanks in advance to all the appliers... Apply by PM only, please. Also, I need 3 more OCs and then that's it for now, OK? Anyway... Here's your sample, it's chapter one, Alex, the Dull Monster. And yes, it is the same Alex from this Fic... Anyway Read and Review!

Dull.

If she had to pick one word to describe her life, that would be it. Dull. Everything. Just plain dull.

Even her. Alex was dull. She was duller than dull. She was the queen of dull. At least, that's what she thought. Everything from her wire rimmed glasses, which covered her blue eyes, to her short, frizzy, dirty-blond hair, it was just all dull. She wished it wasn't. She wished and hoped and prayed. But nothing ever worked. Never has the supposedly "Frizz Fighting" shampoo worked. Never have the contact lenses worked. Nope, she was stuck like this. Stuck in her boring, geeky, frizzy, totally dull body.

It sort of made sense, when you thought about it, considering how boring and horrible her life was. Waking up every morning to the freezing temperatures outside, trudging through thick snow to get to school, because the buses don't go through her neighborhood, getting to school only to be called "Geek!" or "Freak!" by everyone at Juneau Middle School. Her only solace was from her only friend, Jessica Midron. But even Jessica was cooler than her, with her waist length, perfect shade of orange, hair, and her sea green eyes. Jessie was tall, but in a good way, and beautiful. Compared to her, Alex looked like a bald gorilla. In underpants. Sweating like a pig. And it stunk.

Now, Alex was always freezing, because, well, she lived in Juneau, which was always cold. The only time it got warm was for a week in summer, where Alex would take out her barely used swimsuit, and go swimming in the still freezing water. She would get out after a few minutes, due to the below zero temperature in the water. That stunk too.

On the morning she got the letter, it could have been like any other day. It was a Saturday, meaning that instead of school, Alex got to go to her mother's shop. And work. All day long. In the freezing cold December winter.

"Just another perk of being me..." Alex thought as she trudged downstairs. Her father was waiting there, reading through the mail, while Alex got herself a bowl of Lucky Charms. She loved that cereal, and ate it obsessively, even though the leprechaun on the box totally freaked her out.

"Hey, Alex, you've got a letter." Her dad said, distractedly handing it to her while he read another letter. Now Alex was confused. She was doing fine in school, so it wouldn't be a teacher's note. She didn't belong to any clubs or anything like that, so it couldn't be that. It wouldn't be a tax bill, because she was only 13.

"What is this?" She mumbled as she slit open the envelope. She didn't see the thick red writing on the back of the paper, spelling out,

"Ireland Academy of Dreams"

But no one ever did.