Perfectly manicured nails tapped furiously on the keyboard, mouse swiveling as the young woman's blue eyes remained firmly on the screen. Hissing and sputtering, her gaming pc nevertheless chugged on, little more than a relic that was far past it's prime but because Kris was a broke bitch, she didn't really have the means to replace it. Her Dunsparce, Loaf, laid on her desk, lounging around like usual as he nibbled on some kibble.

Pikachu emotes filled the screen as one of her viewers donated, Kris's eyes wandering towards the name. "Thank you Crystal98 for the donation and-" Her eyes narrowed as she saw the message. "I do not suck at PokeStrike!" She said through gritted teeth. "Everyone else is just cheating!" Her rage only grew as she got no scoped by some bastard, probably from Kanto, and he proceeded to teabag her body.

"This motherfucking reta-" Her mouth snapped shut. She would not be catching a ban from Twitcher's schizophrenic staff. Instead, she forced her anger down, her whole body shaking as she gave the camera a nice wide smile that she hoped didn't look too fake. "Thanks for tuning in guys. Make sure to be back Thursday for the next stream!"

And with that the stream ended, and Kris's temper finally boiled over. "Four hours. Four goddamn hours and what do I get?! Seven hundred pokedollars and those pricks laughing at me in the chat!" She grit her teeth as she began to pace around her room, careful to avoid the bundles of clothes that lay on the floor. "Not my fault all my opponents were filthy cheaters!"

"Sparce…" Dunsparce added. The land-snake had been her companion since she had been little, a gift from her mother who had such high hopes that she would have been a pokemon trainer like her. Months of training had passed, and she thought herself ready to become an Ace Trainer, maybe even take on the Pokemon League and become the Johto Champion!

Those hopes had been quickly dashed. A few weeks went by and she returned back to New Bark Town broke and without a single win to her name. Her mother had looked so disappointed, but Kris hadn't let it get her down. She was never one to quit, even when the odds were stacked against her, so she tried something else.

She volunteered at her father's laboratory…and accidentally released half the pokemon inside. Elm had been…displeased to say the least.

Then she tried her hand at farming…but she got fired after punching a miltank after it squirted her in the face. Dumbass cow did it on purpose! But the farmer didn't believe her and so that was it.

And now, she had tried streaming. And it was more of a dumpster fire than her other efforts. Those had at least taken months to go tits up. This one had been trash from the start!

"I don't understand what I'm doing wrong!" Kris raged, kicking an empty soda can across the room. "I wear the tube top to show off the girls, and I wear the booty shorts to show off what Arceus gave me, but they still don't give me money! I even did those stupid yoga pants streams and barely got anything!" Another soda can went flying. "Pokemain and Amouratticate are raking in the dough and I'm getting the scraps! Ugh!"

Flopping down on her bed, she hardly noticed as Loaf slithered over to her and placed himself upon her bare tanned belly. "Sparce…" He added helpfully. Her hand raked across his scaly back, Loaf's mouth opening wide as she scratched just the right spot.

"Barely fifty viewers compared to their thousands…" She muttered. "I know I'm just some New Bark hick compared to those Goldenrod whores, but all they got to do is show their tits and the dollars come rolling in. I show mine and everyone in the chat just starts filling with crying emojis." She threw a pillow across the room. "All that money, fame, and power…why can't I have any of that? Why can't I stop screwing up?" Her eyes began to water. "Maybe I should just quit streaming cause I'll mess that up too."

"Sparce…" Loaf's tail touched her nose, eliciting a giggle from her as she watched him slither away from her bed and towards the computer. It took him a moment, flapping his tiny wings to help him reach the very edge, but he managed to crawl atop her desk.

"What are you…" Kris began to ask before he pointed his tail at the screen. Before she started streaming, she had been watching Gym Leader battles. A part of her had been envious of what they had. The money, the fame, the powerful pokemon, all that came from being a Major League Gym. Sometimes, she liked to imagine herself as one of them, people cheering her name and raining applause on her as they admitted how awesome she was! And of course, she would be humble, only flexing some Pikucci clothing and golden watches along her arm.

She was a good person like that.

"Hmm, are you trying to tell me that I should face the Gym Leaders? Maybe even become Champion?" Kris asked. It was an enticing idea…but entirely too much work. All that traveling, bah! New Bark Town may be in the sticks, but it was easy to walk wherever she needed. Dunsparce shook his head, pointing towards the words GYM LEADER underneath the Poketube Video, then pointing with his tail back at her.

"You want me to be a Gym Leader?" Kris asked. "That's…a great idea! I could become a celebrity, really put New Bark Town on the map! And…hmm…what typing should I pick?" Only Eight out of the recognized eighteen types were used by Major Gyms. Technically, most people considered Johto and Kanto as a combined Pokemon League, and they technically were, but there was some leeway given both regions were independent from each other.

Technically.

She would just need to choose a type. And with a few openings, whether from retirement, death, or scandal, she had quite a few options!

"Fairy, Fire, Electric, Ice, and Dark…" She counted off on her fingers. "All those types cost money…" And Kris was one broke bitch. "But if I train hard and win enough fights, I can make the cash and buy some! And even better, I can stream the whole process too! That'll be sure to get us a lot of attention!"

"Sparce!" Loaf slithered back over to her, hovering just slightly as she picked him up and twirled him around, much to his satisfied hissing. "Sparce!"

"And you'll be my ace, won't you Loaf!" Kris grinned with excitement. Finally, something she could be good at! "We'll take the Gyms by storm, and soon enough, New Bark Town will have a Gym Leader of its own! You and me Loaf, we'll be slayin' em!" Her smile dimmed a little. "I'll have to go beg, er, I mean ask my father for some pokeballs, but I'm sure that he'll give them to me. Then I can go down to Route 29 and Route 46 and grab me pokemon! It'll be a cinch!"

"Sparce!"

"Oh my Arceus, we are going to be totes amazing! Let's go…" Kris eyed the clock on her PC. "Nevermind, it's twelve o'clock. But tomorrow, we'll get started!"

"Sparce! Sparce! Sparce!" Giggling as he licked at her face with his forked tongue, Kris leaned back on her bed with a smile.

"Get ready Johto! You're about to witness the rise of a new Gym Leader!"

Based off the great romhacks/fangames (This Gym of Mine) and with lore from (Pokemon: Team Rocket Edition), I hope you'll like the read and will enjoy Kris's journey to become rich and famous with her Dunsparce, Loaf, the true MVP of this fic! Also, I've put up a poll both on this sight and on my p-a-t-r-e-o-n (Halo3vsloz)(and my patrons get extra votes) to vote for what type her Gym will be (and read several chapters ahead)! You can choose between Ice, Fairy, Electric, Fire, and Dark, and whichever choice wins will be both Kris's new design once she finally enters the Minor Gym Leagues, and the evolution of her Dunsparce, both of which I'll commission artwork of and post on my p-a-t-r-e-o-n! Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, and stick around, as once I've gathered enough chapters, I plan to publish my Harry x Pansy fic and one I'm working on the bones of: The Curse of Control (JJK x Chainsaw Man) where Makima is reborn in the world of JJK to everyone's detriment.

And vote while you can, as the polls will only be open for a week!