Author's Note: I've gotten more than a few reviews complaining about the Sueness of the story. Please understand that I'm fully aware of this, that I wrote this 8 years ago when I was 11 or 12, and that yes, my writing abilities have improved since then (meaning yes, I have weeded as much sue out as I can short of killing her, which is actually a substantial amount). The story is in the process of being rewritten; I am trying to balance between fixing the old chapters and the new. I apologize for any offense or annoyment these earlier chapters cause, and I urge you to look past it and enjoy the story for what it is, with the promise that yes, it does get better; I grow up and learn that self insertion stories are only fun for me to read.

Hope you enjoy it! This one is NOT reworked yet, there will be a note indicating that it is when it has been.

The figure stepped forward into the light. It was a boy, no older then 15, standing there with a strange look on his face. He looked like he had just been told he was the luckiest guy in the world. It kinda looked like just looking at this trainer made him the luckiest in the world.

"Well, who the hell are you?" the trainer asked again, looking the boy. Who was this kid?

"Sorry, I should've introduced myself," the boy said, extending a hand. "Kip Veeson, from Lilycove City. You?"

The trainer looked at the hand uncertainly. What if this was a trap? Then again… Her Skarmory nudged her closer. If he trusts this stranger, so do I. The girl took his hand and shook it.

"Gaby. Just Gaby." The girl trainer said.

"Gaby? Well Gaby, you were amazing back there! How did you master Pokémon so well?"

"I…Uh…" The trainer named Gaby wasn't used to taking questions. In fact, she wasn't used to ANY questions at all, living on the run and by herself.

"That's OK, you don't have to answer. But please tell me, what Pokémon do you have?" the boy named Kip pleaded.

The trainer stepped back. Why was he so prying? Maybe he wasn't good after all.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

"I'm an OK Pokémon trainer who wants to know how to battle. You are SO good, I thought you might be able to help me. I've only been in Pokémon for a year. You look like you've been at it for 20 years! How old are you? Where you from? Can I travel with you?"

Eyeing the boy like he was crazy, Gaby stepped away.

"Are you from Team Rocket or something? Why on earth would you like to travel with me?" Gaby said. And, she thought to herself, why risk your life every day. Why, just being SEEN with a Pokémorph (Especially Gaby) could get you killed! This guy must be desperate…

"Team Rocket? No way! I hate those Pokémon abusing freaks! Why?"

"Just wondering…" Gaby said. He didn't seem to know what she was. "Well, as for your first question, I think I'm 16. For your second, I have no idea. Finally, NO!"

"No? Why not?" Kip asked. Why was this girl not accepting him? And why was she always in shadow? Why won't she come into the light?

"Listen. Do you want to get killed? No? Then don't come with me!" Gaby said. What did this kid want?

"But…All I ever wanted was to be this great Pokémon trainer!" Kip said. What was this girl's problem? Was she a criminal or something? "Why will I get killed? And why are you hiding?"

The girl sighed. He wasn't going away. Well, maybe if she showed him what she was, he might leave her alone.

"Why am I hiding?" Gaby said. "I'll tell you why. Ever here of those genetically altered Pokémon freaks that go through a long hard journey to get changed back?"

Kip nodded. What was she going on about?

"Well, let's just say I'm one of those few who don't change back."

Kip was confused. What did she mean, 'I'm one of those few who don't change back?' But he was confused no longer when Gaby stepped out of the shadows and into a beam of light.

Gaby wore tattered old jeans with a dirty white t-shirt that looked like it hadn't seen a washing machine for some time. On her head was white bandanna. Well, it was supposed to be white. Now it looked it had been run through the mill. She had long, dirty blond hair that ran free under the bandanna. But, like she had said, she wasn't completely human.

Smooth, white-silver feathers covered three-toed feet. A long tail poked out of her jeans, also silvery-white, but with oval shaped blue feathers lining both the sides. But her most stunning feature were her eyes. Pointed fins extended from her eyes to the back of her ears. They were pointed at the ends. But the eyes inside the fins were sea-blue and sparkled like the sea. They seemed to see more then what a regular person could see.

Kip stepped back in awe.

"You're a…a…" he stuttered.

"I'm a…a… what?" Gaby said. NOW he understood.

"You're a Pokémorph! But I don't care! In fact, it makes me want to join you even more! And this explains your superior understanding of Pokémon."

"Wha-WHAT?" Gaby said, startled. "You still wanna go with me? You're crazier then I thought!"

"Please?"

"NO!"

Kip looked away into the trees. Suddenly he jumped.

"There's a Rocket! Over there!"

Gaby looked to where he was looking. Sure enough, a Rocket Executive was standing there, a wide grin on his face.

"Oh, the Boss will surely give me a promotion if I give him this girl!' He said, taking out two Pokéballs. "This must be the one they're looking for! The half-breed! Come on now, come with me and no-one will get hurt."

"And why would I go with you?"

"Oh, just because…" The Rocket said, a sneer curling at his lips. "If you don't come with me, I'll take you're little boyfriend here!"

"B-BOYFRIEND?" Gaby said, a look of horror on her face (Anime style). "Man, Rockets are more messed up then I thought. Boyfriend? Listen, I haven't known this idiot for 5 minutes and you call him my boyfriend? Tell me, are the words, 'I'm an idiot' in your vocabulary?"

Kip looked terrified for the same reason. At the same time, Gaby and Kip took a step away from each other, creating a distance of 5 feet between them.

Big mistake.

The Rocket grabbed Kip by the hair and pulled him away before Gaby could do anything. Gaby lunged, but the distance she had created took time to cover. The Rocket then threw down four metal half circles. Throwing Kip inside, he pressed a button on a panel, making a tall green force field appear. Kip looked terrified.

"Leave him out of this, Rocket! He's not involved!" Gaby shouted at the man. "If it's me you want, then take me, but leave this kid out of it!"

"Ooh, getting touchy about your boyfriend?" The Rocket said, a look on his face that suggested he was really enjoying himself. "Well, if you want him, give yourself up to me."

"Like I'd do that! I can just beat you in a Pokémon battle! Why would I give myself up without a fight?" Gaby said. But even as she said it, she could tell that this man knew something that she didn't. And something to his advantage. Stupid kid! Why did he have to show up and get himself involved?

"Because if you don't come with me, I'll take him instead of you and we will perform tests on him. Of course, the chance of him surviving the procedure are slim, as you are the first and only human ever to survive, but, since you don't care about him, I'm sure you'll just leave him."

Damn, Gaby thought. Well, that was the easy way out. Now for plan 2.

"LEAVE!" Gaby shouted. Nothing happened. "LEAVE! GO AWAY!" Still, nothing. "I don't get it! What happened?"

The Rocket laughed. "Like our new devices? Psychic Pokémon get very angry when you try to experiment on them. So, naturally, we made a device that stops all psychic activity in the area. Pity I didn't arrive before the others got here. I could have saved them a long journey in the desert." He laughed again. "But, too late now!"

The Rocket's hand went inside a black bag and drew out a net and a electronic collar. He held them up so everyone could see.

"So what's it going to be? You or him?"

Gaby's eyes darted back and forth. She knew exactly what would happen. Rockets never held to their word, so if she said she could go with him, they'd take both. If she said she wouldn't go, then they'd take him and come back for her. Of course, they could never catch her, but poor Kip would die unless he could escape. Damn!

After a minute, Gaby lifted her eyes to Kip's. They looked scared, like he was backed into a corner with only one escape, and that was if he would loose something that he would never want to loose. Gaby finally made up her mind. What else could she do?

Gaby started, in a shaky voice. "I…I…"