Chapter 1 - Firstar Town! The Mark of a New Adventure?!
Journey... "Jour" comes from the French word for "day". Someone goes on a journey because they're running away from home, hoping to go through their "rite of passage", or to accomplish something. I think that's what I learned...
Oh... Mom... Nice to see you here... What? No, no I'm not crazy! I'll never be like you! GO AWAY!!!"
Silence. The dreadful nightmare, over. The sun, blazing into the room, seemingly setting the bed on fire in yellow flames. Cierra stared at the sun bleached ceiling, hoping for the light to fade again. It was the third time that month she dreamt of her crazy mother. I've got to stop having these dreams... she thought, getting out of her warm, cozy hotel bed. She was just about to go and meet the professor, apparently named Ruby Scarlet. Funny, because Cierra herself was sometimes nicknamed "Crimson". She had also heard the professor looked a bit younger than her, and she sounded so similar in appearance, well, to a certain point. But Cierra didn't want to judge this professor from rumors, after all.
After eating a fine breakfast at the hotel, Cierra departed. She took one last look at the hotel, then whirled around. What town am I in again? she asked herself, walking over to the sign. "Firstar Town" the sign read. Oh... Right... Cierra took a good look around. Nowhere in sight was the person whom had matched the description from the rumors Cierra had heard. Maybe she was a silhouette? Cierra crossed that thought off. Trapped in her office, stressed out from too much work? Doesn't sound like it. That thought went away too. What could it be?
"Excuse me! Coming through!" A voice came from behind Cierra. Turning around, a young girl crashed into her. Both fell over, and the girl landed on top of Cierra's chest. Figured. "Oh my, I'm so sorry!" the girl exclaimed, getting up slowly. "I didn't mean to land on your chest!" Cierra blushed, then gained a strict look on her face.
"Just don't try it next time, OK?" she asked. "Oh... wait..." This girl... She looked a lot like the description from the rumors. "You wouldn't happen to be Professor Ruby Scarlet, would you? I'm Cierra 'Crimson' Riley Clover."
"Ah! Cierra! Nice to meet you!" A violent handshake knocked Cierra backwards for a split second, but she managed to regain her posture. "Well, come with me! We need to give you a Pokemon!!!" Like she was in a video game, every step Cierra took perfectly mimicked that of the professor's. When the professor turned, she turned in one of the horizontal or vertical directions EXACTLY. It was just like something in an old video game.
"Oh, wait..." Professor Scarlet muttered. "I need to stop at the museum... I KNOW! I'll go to the lab, get you your Pokeballs, Pokedex, and Pokemon, and then I'll meet YOU at the museum!" Amused by this idea, the professor immediately rushed away, and Cierra groaned. Nothing like a peppy older-than-she-looks professor.
The museum was, in Cierra's opinion, BLAND. Although there really wasn't a museum of any sort back in Johto (the Kimono Girl theater and the towers were the best you could find, in Cierra's opinion), Cierra preferred looking at the monuments and historical buildings rather than a building filled with archived information, samples, matter, etc. Choosing not to look at anything, Cierra leaned against a fuchsia wall. Ugh. Even the colors in the museum were gross. Well, it WAS a place where things were archived. of course the walls had to be a pathetic color.
When Professor Scarlet arrived, she had a Pokeball embossed with sapphires.
"What's up with the embossed Pokeball?" Cierra asked.
"Oh, it's kind of sort of to keep the Pokemon inside. Although she has a Modest nature, I recently discovered she is a bit temperamental, but given to the right trainer, and she'll be fine." The professor immediately handed Cierra the Pokeball, then a Pokedex and Pokeballs. "Now, run along, I can see you don't like this fascinating place!" How could SHE find it FASCINATING? Trapped in her own thoughts, Cierra didn't feel herself being pushed out the door until it was too late.
"Well, better find out what Pokemon it is..." she muttered. She pressed the button on the ball, and a blue wingless dragon-like Pokemon came out.
"Bay!" it exclaimed.
"Oooooh. Bagon. Let's see... You're a girl... Tari is what I'll call you!" The Bagon gave a cry of pleasure, and Cierra recalled her at once. She doesn't seem so bad...