This is actually my very first Pokémon fanfic. It has been quite some time since I have written anything besides research papers, so things might be kind of choppy. Anyway, I was inspired to write this when a friend of mine (who I know personally) asked if I wanted to do a Pokémon RP. I found myself writing this soon after.
Pokémon is ©2009 Pokémon/Nintendo.
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All was quiet in the Palfroid City Gym. It had been hours since the last battle and it was starting to get late. Alex looked up from his Glalie-shaped watch. Alex was the Gym Leader of the Palfroid Gym. He was about 20 years old, had medium-long brown hair with a small patch below his lower lips, emerald-green eyes and stood about 5'08". He wore a pale blue long-sleeve shirt with black sleeves, a blue scarf, dark tan cargo pants, and bown boots.
“Well,” Alex started as he turned to face his Froslass. “It’s about time that we close up for the night.” Froslass nodded in agreement. Froslass was a dual Ice/Ghost-type Pokémon who appeared to be wearing a white kimono with a red yukata, two short icy horns pinged from her cranium, and she floated around elegantly.
Once the lights were turned off, Alex and Froslass left the gym.
“Not many battles today, but I can’t say I’m not satisfied. It was a bit of a shocker that the boy with the Pikachu managed to beat us. But, you know, the gym-leading life wouldn’t be so fun if you always knew what the outcome would be.”
They soon approached the Pokémon Center. “Let’s get you guys healed and ready for any challenges we may have tomorrow.” Alex pulled a Poké Ball with a snowflake engraved in the blue cap from his belt. “Froslass, return!” The ball sprang open as the Pokémon turned into a red light and shot inside like lightning. The ball closed with a click.
The young gym leader walked into the Pokémon Center and approached the counter where a pretty pink-haired woman was standing.
“Why, hello again, Alex,” said the woman with a smile. “How may I help you today?”
Alex pulled 6 Poké Balls, 2 at a time, from his belt and placed them on a tray. “Could you heal these for me, Nurse Joy?”
“Not a problem. That’s what I’m here for.”
Chapter 1: Palfroid Panic
Destruction. For about a week now, this snow-covered city had seemed to be the epicenter of destruction. Looking around, you would see little more than buildings and trees toppled over and burned. The city was in ruin, almost.
Alex exited his house early that morning with a sigh. Right in front of his house laid yet another collapsed tree.
“What has been going on lately?” He pulled a Poké Ball from his belt. “Go, Mamoswine!” A huge mammoth-like Pokémon emerged from the Poké Ball. Unlike a mammoth, though, it had a pig-like snout rather than a trunk.
“Could you move this tree out of the way, big guy?” Alex kindly asked the Pokémon.
Mamoswine nodded with a grunt. It hooked its large tusks under the tree, lifted it, and tossed it aside.
“Thanks Mamoswine.” Alex raised the Poké Ball, “Return.”
The tree now being removed from his path, Alex made his way towards the gym.
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He knew it was only a matter of time, but it still caught him off guard. The gym was wrecked. Gym statues and ice sculptures were shattered. The generator and the back-up had been demolished and looked like parts had been melted. There were scratches, holes, and burn marks on the walls. As Alex observed this, he also noticed a seemingly unconscious girl lying on the floor.
Alex, still shocked, approached the red-headed girl warily. As he got closer, he noticed something crawling up on her from behind. It appeared to be a red bug-like Pokémon with diamond-shaped wings; similar wing-like forms pinged from its tail. It was a Vibrava, but, unlike normal Vibrava, this one was a different color. As Alex crept closer, it emitted a buzzing sound with its wings.
“Was it you who did this!?” Alex asked the Pokémon angrily. The Pokémon kept buzzing.
“I’m so cold…” the girl mumbled as she reached for the Vibrava. The Vibrava made a different sound and the girl opened a large golden-brown eye. Blushing, she dusts herself off and half looks at the man looking down at her. “I’m… I’m sorry. We were cold and… and Shane seemed to think this was an okay spot to sleep. We have been at sea and…”
She notices Alex’s hand reaching for a Poké Ball, ready for a fight, and her expression changes. “So that’s the kind of guy you are, huh? Attacking someone when they are defenseless!” She quickly rose to her full height (a mere 5’2”) and angrily knitted together her red eyebrows.
Vibrava, seeing its trainer’s anger, tensed up and slightly wrapped its tail around her feet.
Alex noticed her clothing. Torn and dirty, like it was the only outfit she owned. Her long brown shirt was torn to shreds, see-through in many places. On her boney hands, she wore tattered black gloves that may have been white at some point. She wore no shoes. The odd-colored Vibrava seemed to be the only Pokémon she owned. Seeing all of this, Alex calmed down a bit and took his hand away from the ball.
“What? Aren’t you going to say anything?”
“I’m sorry,” Alex apologized. “I didn’t know this was your Pokémon. I just assumed…”
The mysterious girl’s expression didn’t change. She remained standing there and staring angrily.
“I mean,” Alex continued, “there were recently attacks on the on the city. Burn marks that have been found seem to be the result of a Dragonbreath. I thought…”
The girl raised an eyebrow. She didn’t seem to be buying the story.
“I thought this Vibrava may have been responsible.”
The girl clenched her fists.
“I thought it could have done something to you as well. That would explain why you were on the floor…”
“So you assumed that my innocent Shane has been causing damage to your city?” She screeched. Shane copied the tone with his own version. “Shane is gentle and, FYI, he is badly hurt and can’t use his fire. I can’t afford any treatments, but he seems okay… besides… why am I telling you this? Good luck with your gym. Bye!” She started for the door, but clumsily tripped over Shane’s tail.
“Oww…” she grumbled, caressing her ankle.
“Are you alright?” Alex asked, coming closer.
“I’m okay. I’ve done worse.”
Alex stands still for a moment while he imagines her falling up a flight of stairs. He shakes the thought from his mind and proceeds to help the girl. “You really should put an ice pack on that.” He pulls a Poké Ball from his belt. “Come on out, Sealeo.” After a flash of light, a blue seal-like Pokémon with a large, white, furry mustache appeared. “Could you help this girl?”
The Sealeo approaches the girl, but she jerks away. “What are you trying to do?”
“Sealeo can serve as an ice pack. Just let him cuddle your leg.”
The stranger is hesitant at first, but she was in more pain than she was letting on. She lets go and allows Sealeo to lean against her black and blue ankle. After a moment, she looks up at the brunette Gym Leader. “I guess I had the wrong impression of you. Thanks for the concern. I think I broke it again…” she pauses. “Hey, umm… do you have anything for Shane to eat that you could spare? He hasn’t had any food for a while… I don’t mean to be a burden…” She looks away. “My name’s Asia, what’s yours?”