Author's Note: Wow, this took a lot longer to write up than I wanted it to. Please forgive me for that. I'm still deciding whether or not this will be first person or third person perspective. I think it will switch up, but a majority of the story will be third person, seeing as I don't want to dominate our OCs, but I want them to shine as well. If you want to give me your opinion on that, you can do so in reviews. Also, there is some brief revision on my characters on the first page, but nothing noticeable. Just as I'd like to put out, there will be some others characters, but they won't appear right away. That just about covers it. In this chapter, we cover a majority of the Pilot. With two minor cliffhangers. Read, rate, review, all the good stuff. Most importantly, enjoy!

Chapter One - Pilot

The clock ticked quietly in the background of the empty house; it echoed and bounced off the walls. Rika blinked, realizing she was sitting in darkness with only her Pichu to keep her company; she sighed. It was already late in the afternoon; Mother was running errands in Viridian City so she wouldn't be home until tomorrow morning. Rex, Rika's older brother, was probably on the hillside not far from Pallet Town; being his usual lazy self. Rika was spending most of her day reading, a small book, nothing complex. Her Pichu was on her lap and the fireplace was on, despite it being in the middle of summer. The Pichu whimpered suddenly and looked up, Rika greeted it with a smile, "There's a big storm, coming, isn't there?" The Pichu nodded and Rika looked towards the hillside in the distant through the glass window, "Rex..", Rika sighed out of concern for her brother who wouldn't admit to the one thing she hoped he would. The Pichu made a small whimper, and Rika stroked it softly, "Yes, I know. A big storm is about to happen."

Being part of an "underground political group" wasn't as exciting as they made it seem. Most of the rookies who came Elemental's way left within the first week they joined. "Too bad none of them could learn the truth," Laura Christiana De Vos, "Foxy", sighed to herself as she leaned against the iron rails to the massive "cargo ship" that was docked into the harbor that connected the rural town of Pallet Town to the ocean. "Anyone who believes this is a carge ship is an idiot," she said looking down to the white and brown creature sitting at her feet. It looked up at her curiously, "Furrr."

Laura couldn't help but laugh at the creature, "I know, I know," she said stomping her foot on the wooden boards, "I hate sitting here doing nothing too!" She replied, as the Furret suddenly moved at the stomping of her foot. It climbed up the railing, sitting on top, its ears flapping in curiosity. The busybody paid no attention to her Furret. In the back of her mind, Laura was elsewhere. Back to the evening when she got into the argument with her Father. She wouldn't admit it, but she regretted running off all those days ago.

"Furr!"

The distressed call of her Pokemon pulled Laura out of her thoughts, "What?" She said as she looked into the harbor below. Her orders were to patrol the area. No one is allowed in or out, and if convicining didn't work; take them down by force. The "Fox" wasn't someone to lose easily in Pokemon battles anyway. "What?" She repeated, trying to get a good glimpse of below. The harbor was covered in supernatural fog, and the sky was getting dark. It had been like this all morning and all afternoon. It would probably downpour shortly, Laura quickly noted.

That's when she saw it. An outline in the fog. It was a Pokemon that Laura had seen before: Lapras. "It's just a Pokemon...," she replied as the creature got closer and then she noticed why the Furret was distressed: on it's back was a Human. Perched onto the creature; casually. There was a Pokemon besides the person, it seemed to be clinging to the Lapras's neck for support. "Oh my, my first Pokemon battle of the day, is it?"

"...has been your DJ Host, Leon N."

"And this has been the Pokemon Whisperer Hazel!"

"See you tomorrow, trainers!" Click. Static. Yawn.

Letting out a massive yawn, Rex stretched back and opened his eyes, blinking around. For a minute, Rex felt disoriented and had a certain pain in his back. It probably wasn't entirely smart falling asleep against a tree trunk. To be fair, he had no idea he had fallen asleep; it just happened. "Gah..," he said lazily, not wanting to reach his PokeNav to catch the time. In fact, Rex wanted to just roll back over and fall back to sleep. Maybe he could forget the responsibilities he never had. Then again, he read the note that Mother left announcing her visit to Viridian City; he couldn't leave Rika at home by herself.

Besides, as much as Rex wanted to roll back over and forget the troubles of the world; it was getting dark out. "No amount of sleep will...," he stopped, sliding down against the trunk of the tree, falling onto his back in the grass. He looked up to the branch as a wild Butterfree landed above him. "Yo, Free," he said the bug that chirped happily and looked over to Rex's partner, the equally as lazy Heracross, "Want me to wake him?" He said, already reaching his foot down to where the blue beetle was laying; shell up, wings tucked in, "Up, lazy." He kicked it three times, before there was a slightest response of life.

Rex reached out for his PokeNav, flipping it open and checking the time. 4:38

Did he really sleep for four hours? What was with him lately?

Rex ignored it, and finally stood up, stretching. The Butterfree chirped happily, watching other one of her three friends. When Rex, Richard, and Daniella were kids, they nursed the poor Caterpie to help. Well, more Daniella and Richard since they had the knowledge. Rex just kept it company; either way, it was attached to him now.

"Come on, let's go." He said putting his sneakers onto the beetle's shell before pushing it over. Heracross's eyes slowly opened after being kicked over. It stood up after fighting its exhaustion quickly. It was quicker than Rex, who took a while to motivate. Rex was always like that, an unmotivated person to the heart. "Well, we've done enough lounging around, Hera. We should get home before Rika frets. You know how she gets," Rex thought back to his sister's illness, how she would sometimes cough up blood when she got worried. Rex would hate to be the reason for that.

Rex began to walk away, not even noticing that his partner chose to not follow him. "Let's go...err...Hera?" He looked at the Heracross that looked hypnotized and in a state of shock. "Heracross? He said, blinking as the bug Pokemon did not move. "There, defenses down," a voice called as someone stepped through the trees and bushes. Between Pallet Town and the hill, there were dense amount of foresting areas. In fact, this place was hidden to anyone besides Richard, Daniella, Rika, and their Pokemon. Who the heck was this guy now? He approached, a Hypno at his side and a Poke Ball in hand, he laughed, "You're the one known as Rex, right?"

Must find him. Must find him.

The girl's mind pleaded with her as she ran through the dense wooded area, a Weavile following closely behind her. Her feet were filled with rips and tears, blood was all over, but Daniella was used to the pain. Being a wild child almost all of her life, Daniella got used to the idea of running bare foot. No one seemed to mind, but they thought she was crazy.

Climbing onto another branch, the nimble girl uses it to swing over a log, landing softly into the grass that led to up to the hill from Pallet Town. This is no doubt where her sole friend would be. Part of Daniella was hoping to see Richard when she got up there, but her heart lurched as she saw the goon standing there, a Poke Ball held out to Rex, his Heracross behind him, ready to attack.

She approached both of them, her foot steps quiet due to the surrounding areas. She laughed as she approached and the goon quickly turned to face her, "And, you are?" He asked in confusion as Daniella smiled and held out a Poke Ball, "I believe you've already gotten my RSVP," the goon's eyes widened when he realized, "You're...Nick?! No way!"

"What? Who the hell are you?! Both of you?!" Rex said in confusion, obviously not remembering Daniella. Or recongizing her. Maybe it was the gorgeous tan? Or how strong her Pokemon have gotten? "So, you're Nick? I thought you were a guy."

"Didn't we all, hun," Daniella replies sarcastically as she looks at the goon, "Bad minion. You need to go through me, first!" She said as she thew a Poke Ball into the field, Rex backed up and away as the goon threw his Poke Ball, too.

"Can't you let me through?"

"No."

"I need to get to Pallet Town, now, lady. I'm not going to take your crap," The blonde and blue eyed girl known as Elizabetta whined to the woman who threatened to hurt her Pokemon if she tried to dock in Pallet Town. This was absolute disaster and nightmare. The logical solution was to let Chase run off to wherever the hell he wanted. Then again, the eleven year old wouldn't take anything from this hag. She wish she could get a good look at her, but the fog that surrounded the harbor made it hard. Where was this fog coming from anyway? It didn't seem to exist on the mainland last time she checked.

"I'm not going to warn you again," the woman said and there was a flash and she could tell a Pokemon was sent out. One thing Elizabetta noted was that the woman spoke in a thick accent. She couldn't tell what, but it was foreign all right. "Vlammenwerper," the woman said as a beam of fire almost hit Elizabetta and her Riolu. The Lapras swerved quickly, and avoided it. Elizabetta grabbed her startled Riolu to stop him from falling off.

"Fine, you hag. You asked for a Pokemon Battle then!"