Chapter 1: Fennekin

"Ally!"

I turned around to see a short, black haired latina running up to catch up with us, followed by a tall red headed goofy looking guy and a averaged height dirty blond guy.

"Trish. Sorry I forgot to wait for you." She looked behind the latina, Trish, and looked at the two guys. "Dez! Matthew! Sorry about leaving you guys, Blondie practically dragged me out of here." She turned to me a winked.

"What are you talking about?" Ally's mischievous smile made my heart skip a beat.

"So, you three ready to get your first ever pokemon?" Matthew asked Trish, Ally, and I.

"You guy's have your own pokemon?" I asked.

"Yep, wanna see." He took out what I noticed as a poke ball, then pressed the center button and threw it, and out popped a pokemon that looked like a giant snake.

"My first ever pokemon, Serperior."

The pokemon looked at me, then crouched down.

"Back, Serperior."

The snake pokemon looked back at Matthew, his master, then held back from me. Matthew threw the pokeball back at him, and he was engulfed inside the poke ball once again.

I looked at it, then asked, "What type."

"Grass. Runs in the family. What about you? What type are you thinking about?"

"Well, my family is pushing me towards fire, but them doing that kind of wants me to pick something else." I said. I looked back down and took something out of my pocket. "Till my grandmother gave me this, 'Delphonite,' as she called it, and said that it was red for fire. I don't want to let my grandmother down, so I'm almost positive that I'm going with fire."

Matthew nodded. Ally looked at the orb closely. "My mother gave me a blue item similar to this called Greninjite."

She took out a shiny blue orb. "Blue for water. Our families type is water."

"That's cute." I said, making my way closer to her. She held her hand up to me and pushed on my chest, keeping her away from me.

"I guess I'm going to get grass then. Dez, what type of pokemon do you have?" Trish asked.

"Oh me. I didn't get a pokemon like that. I just bought one from my friend. It's an Eevee. I have eight others." He showed us a picture of his many Eevee's. There was definently something wrong with this kid, for no same person would have 9 kinds of the same exact pokemon.

"Welcome, welcome." A man with long, black hair standing on edge told us. "You must be Austin." He looked at me, and extended his hand. I shook mine with his. "Fiery passion burns within you." He turned to Ally. "You seem to douse those flames with a passion that burns him." He then turned to Trish. "And you control the dousing to you liking, and you feed off of it." He nodded. "And i understand you to have already gotten pokemon?" He directed himself towards Matthew and Dez.

"Nine Eevee's!" Dez exclaimed.

"Impressive!Going for the evolutions, eh?"

"Yep!"

"Evolutions?" I turned to the man, who shook his head.

"Newbie." Ally told the man.

"Hey!" I complained. She was beautiful and very sexy, but her attitude needs to be worked on.

"Oh, that explains so much. I thought you looked like a new face. Professor Sycamore is the name." He nodded his head curtly to me.

"Austin Moon." I told him. Suddenly a loud shriek was emitted from Dez behind us. "Austin Moon! Is your mom Mimi Moon, the famous Ryhorn Racer? I love her!" He started smacking my shoulder repeatedly, until I grabbed his arms. "Dude!" I said while smiling. "Please. Stop!" I laughed.

"No wonder you look so…strong." Trish started rubbing my arms, feeling my biceps through years of lugging Goreck around many years. I looked down at Trish to see her looking up at me flirtatiously. She wasn't bad-looking, but she just wasn't my type.

Ally was my type.

Her beautiful brown locks that easily flowed into a blondish-color at the tips fell down across her back, the way her eyes twinkled when she talked to her friends, the natural curve of her body. Her long legs that had no evidence of hair on them what so ever that extended down below her body with such length...

"AUSTIN!"

"Wha…" Ally smacked me across the face. "This." She said while gesturing to her body. "Is not for you."

"What are you talking about?" She just shook her head, and turned back to Sycamore. Trish looked up at me. "Play along, it will make Ally jealous. Don't worry, Dez, my boyfriend, is playing along also."

"I am so confused."

Dez came up from behind me. "Just pretend that you are in to Trish."

"I'm not going to lie!" I said.

Professor Sycamore cleared his throat and then went back to whatever he was talking about. "Anyway's, I got three poke balls here. He threw the three of them into the air and a tiny fox, frog, and teddy bear looking thing came out.

Sycamore walked over to the fox. "Fennekin, the fire type pokemon." He walked over to the frog. "Froakie, the water type pokemon." And finally he stood behind the teddy bear wearing a spick nut helmet. "And Chespin, the Grass type pokemon. Did you guys decide on who you want?"

I stood in front of Fennekin, while Ally stood in front of Froakie, and Trish, Chespin. "I see you got yours chosen. Now, take a pokeball and hold in out in front of you.

"Damn, I knew I forgot something." Ally sighed. I reached into my pack and took out one of the many poke balls that my family stocked me with, and reached it over to Ally. "Here you go, brown eyes." I winked. She pushed my arm away then turned to Trish. "Can I borrow a pokeball?"

Trish winked at me. "Sorry, I only brought one."

Ally rolled her eyes. "Fine, lover boy. I'll take it." I tossed it to her, making sure to expose some of my biceps. She just rolled her eyes at me.

"Now," Sycamore instructed, "hold out your pokeball and call your new pokemons name."

I extended my arm, and said, "Fennekin."

The Fox looked at me, and then got turned into an orb of light and shot into the pokeball.

"Froakie!" Ally's Pokemon jumped straight into the pokeball.

"Chespin!" Trish's pokemon waddled right up to her, and then was engulfed by the pokeball.

"Congratulations!" Sycamore told the three of us. "These are your first ever pokemon!"

I nodded, and then started to walk away when we were dismissed.

"Austin, wait!" I turned to see Trish there, with her pokeball extended in her right hand. "Let's have a friendly pokemon battle! $50 will go to the winner.

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