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"I have no regrets." - Minor pairing of OC characters
A/N: This FanFiction is based on a plot I roleplayed with a friend a while ago.
I do not own any of the pokémon names. I also do not own Rayne - he is a friend's character. Blah blah blah blah, legal rights copyrights etc. You know the drill.
This fanfic is set in the Kouseki region - the main region in one of my forums.
Note: This fanfic was later re-dubbed 'Pokémon Kouseki: Let me Love you'.
Also, because I am from New Zealand, any Americans will note spelling mistakes Please excuse these - NZers spell some things a little differents from you guys. ^^"
Ember strode up to the oh-so-familiar lab in which she had spent so much of her childhood. She wore her usual outfit - greay jacket with blue faux fur around the edges, pale grey mini skirt and large, black boots. She found they contrasted marvellously with her pale red hair.
As a twelve-year-old, while determined, she had been too young to understand. But now, at sixteen, she was ready to follow in the footsteps of her foster-mother, Solaria.
Ember Narusegawa had been put into an orphanage at birth, but it was soon found that she was … different. Her mind was quick and cunning, and some months after her seventh birthday, she had already made her first attempt to escape the hall. A successful attempt. For a whole night and a whole day she ran, until she came to a huge laboratory. There were some people in white and gold uniforms hanging around with their pokémon, so she asked one, "Is this Professor Akasaka's lab?"
The stranger looked curiously at her. "Are you kidding? Like I'd tell you! Scram, kid!" He made a shooing motion with his hands, and an exeggutor glared at Ember. "Exeggu-TOOR!" it cried angrily, and Ember promptly sprinted in the other direction.
Of course, she could not live on air alone. Walking around the lab, she found a back entrance that was unlocked and slipped inside.
She had barely spent thirty seconds in the building, which was large, round and white, before she felt a delicate hand on her shoulder. She spun around, and found herself face to face with a beautiful woman of perhaps twenty. "Hello," the woman said softly. Her voice was sweet and gentle, and sounded like the sweetest of music, or like small, beautiful bells ringing and laughing, or like bubbles floating on the air. "I'm Solaria. What are you doing here? Where are your parents?"
Ember explained that she had never known her parents, and that she was hungry. Solaria smiled warmly at her and took Ember's hand. "Let's go find something to eat, and you can tell me more about yourself."
That had been how it'd started. When she had been old enough to truly understand, it had been explained to Ember that the laboratory she had wandered into was that of Team Pearl, an organization dedicated to good, and that they were forever warring with Team Opal, an evil team of no-gooders, who only wanted to abuse pokémon to help them become rich.
Eyes of emerald glinting with pleasure, Ember flung open the door, and began skipping as she started up a flight of stairs and down a hall. As she reached a large door, she knocked thrice and entered.
That same beautiful woman, though nine years older, greeted her with her bubbly and cheery voice. "Oh, Ember! So you finally decided to join Team Pearl! And so young, too!" She leapt up and threw her arms around Ember. Taking her hand as she had done so long ago, she lead Ember back out the door, down the hall and back down the stairs.
The walls were lined with pokéballs, and each ball had an emblem on it – a blue water droplet, a green leaf or a red flame.
"Go on," Solaria said encouragingly, releasing Ember's hand. "Pick your first pokémon."
Ember reached out an arm and closed her eyes, and closed her fingers around one of the balls. The smooth surface was strangely warm and comforting.
"Chimecho, huh?" Solaria commented, a tone of satisfaction in her voice. "I think it's a great pokémon!"
Ember smiled. "Thanks, Solaria," she said quietly. "I'll take good care of it."
"Oh, and Ember?"
"Yes?"
"Stop by my office a bit later, okay? I have a job for you."
"Sure thing."
With that, Ember strode back out the door to join the crowd that she had seen when she had first arrived before the lab nine years ago.
A tall, raven-haired boy stalked down a hallway - Rayne Black. His hair, which was relatively long and covered much of his face, glinted with a steely sheen as he walked by a window. A new entrant to Team Opal, he was trying to make the right … evil impression. He had been called in for some mission, and could barely wait to find out what it was. Not that he was going to tell anyone that.
As he approached a door, he looked at a map that had been roughly drawn on his hand. "This is the place," he muttered, kicking the door once to alert the office's inhabitant.
The door swung open violently and a woman with short, black hair stuck her head out. "Where the 'effing hell is my soy latte?! I've been waiting for over an hour!" she yelled down the passage. She seemed to catch a glimpse of Rayne out of the corner of her eye, and said in a more pleasant tone, "Oh, you're Rayne. I remember now - I requested to see you. Come in ..." She gestured inside the office and sat herself down at her desk, an umbreon, houndour and houndoom at her side. The sharpedo and carvanha looked menacingly at Rayne from their tank, accompanied by a cacnea and cacturne. "Don't mind them. They won't attack unless I tell them to. Such good pets ..." she murmered to her umbreon, who gave an undertoned growl of delight and pressed into the woman's hand.
"Right, where was I …" she said thoughtfully. "Oh, yes. I had a mission for you."
Rayne raised an eyebrow, scanning the woman with eyes of red. This was apparently Celeste, leader of Team Opal. "Yes," he said flatly. "Hurry. I don't have all day." The confidence with which he spoke belied histrue feelings of horror, which were fueled by the quiet snarlings of the two wolf pokémon, who were just close enough that they could leap at him and rip out his throat, and he wouldn't have a chance to escape … Rayne quickly shook his head. He was being dumb.
Celeste smiled. "Indeed. I have selected you to go on a most important mission for me, as I am busy at the Opal base. Should you succeed, you will be promoted, with power second only to mine. In saying that, you will also become heir to the team, and will be its eventual leader. Are you ready for the briefs?" The woman scanned Rayne over, accompanied by the umbreon, who had hopped onto the desk, all the better to see this intruder.
Rayne nodded, "I'm always ready." He said confidently. Rayne could see himself being the leader of Team Opal someday, with his own loyal pokemon. But to be promoted, he had to finish the tasks he was to be given.
Celeste raised an eyebrow. "... Yes. You see, Team Pearl is our sworn enemy. Thwarting of the goodie-good plans is of top priority. However, in order to thwart, we must learn of their actions. Team Pearl has been sending recruits to do various jobs, though to do what is uncertain. It will be up to you to find a Pearlite, extract the information from them by any means necessary and return to me with the plans. Understood? Good. Now, I do believe you will find a Pearlite on Route 1. Ember, I believe her name is," came the not-so-brief brief. "You will also need a partner. You may choose from any of our standard pokémon; carvanha, cacnea and houndour. Oh, and take this also ..." A syringe with a sapphire-blue liquid was handed to Rayne. "One shot of that and you should hear all you need to know."
Rayne examined the syringe, then took it in his hands. "Ember, eh?" he muttered, tipping the syringe over and then back again. A soft slopping sound met Rayne's ears, and he turned his attention to the pokémon around him. "I like the look of that carvanha," he said after a few moments of thought.
Celeste smiled and took a pokéball from behind her desk. "Smart kid. There aren't many who recognise the potential of the little fishie," she said quietly, standing up and gazing at the sharpedo and carvanha in the tank. She handed the pokéball to Rayne. "Good luck. Don't come back until you have Team Pearl's plans."
Ember skipped once more up the stairs and down the hall, humming a happy tune as she went. She was soon to receive her first official mission, and she was totally psyched about it! As she reached the office door, she rapped out the tune she was humming with her knuckles, then swung open the door and stepped inside. Solaria's cheerful tone greeted her once more.
"Ember! You've finally come for your mission! I had one 'specially picked out for you. Do you think you're ready?" the young woman asked her foster-daughter. While she was not yet thirty, Solaria looked wise beyond years, and knowingness seemed to dance in her eyes.
Ember nodded. "I am ready, mother. With Chimecho at my side, I'm unbeatable!" she said happily, striking a confident pose.
The woman behind the desk nodded. "Good. We know that Team Opal is beginning to send recruits just as we are, though for what, we do not know. That's where you come in." Solaria surveyed Ember closely. "We need you to befriend an Opalite and discover what it is that they are doing. At the same time, you must not allow any information to leak from you about Team Pearl. And, incase you need backup-" Solaria handed a syringe containing a blood-red liquid to Ember. "-just inject that into your subject. The theory is that they'll be so desperate, they'll leak any information you desire. I believe you can find a member of Team Opal on route 1. Rayne Black, I believe his name is."
Ember nodded. "I won't let you down, mother!"
With these last words, she ran out the door, and out the building. Before leaving, however, she grabbed a white bandana with a golden 'P' emblem on it and tied it around her wrist. "To route 1!" she cried. "To route 1, and to Rayne Black!"
A/N: This FanFiction is based on a plot I roleplayed with a friend a while ago.
I do not own any of the pokémon names. I also do not own Rayne - he is a friend's character. Blah blah blah blah, legal rights copyrights etc. You know the drill.
This fanfic is set in the Kouseki region - the main region in one of my forums.
Note: This fanfic was later re-dubbed 'Pokémon Kouseki: Let me Love you'.
Also, because I am from New Zealand, any Americans will note spelling mistakes Please excuse these - NZers spell some things a little differents from you guys. ^^"
Thank you please.
So on with the show!
So on with the show!
Chapter One
-A not-so-brief Briefing-
In which we meet our characters
-A not-so-brief Briefing-
In which we meet our characters
Ember strode up to the oh-so-familiar lab in which she had spent so much of her childhood. She wore her usual outfit - greay jacket with blue faux fur around the edges, pale grey mini skirt and large, black boots. She found they contrasted marvellously with her pale red hair.
As a twelve-year-old, while determined, she had been too young to understand. But now, at sixteen, she was ready to follow in the footsteps of her foster-mother, Solaria.
Ember Narusegawa had been put into an orphanage at birth, but it was soon found that she was … different. Her mind was quick and cunning, and some months after her seventh birthday, she had already made her first attempt to escape the hall. A successful attempt. For a whole night and a whole day she ran, until she came to a huge laboratory. There were some people in white and gold uniforms hanging around with their pokémon, so she asked one, "Is this Professor Akasaka's lab?"
The stranger looked curiously at her. "Are you kidding? Like I'd tell you! Scram, kid!" He made a shooing motion with his hands, and an exeggutor glared at Ember. "Exeggu-TOOR!" it cried angrily, and Ember promptly sprinted in the other direction.
Of course, she could not live on air alone. Walking around the lab, she found a back entrance that was unlocked and slipped inside.
She had barely spent thirty seconds in the building, which was large, round and white, before she felt a delicate hand on her shoulder. She spun around, and found herself face to face with a beautiful woman of perhaps twenty. "Hello," the woman said softly. Her voice was sweet and gentle, and sounded like the sweetest of music, or like small, beautiful bells ringing and laughing, or like bubbles floating on the air. "I'm Solaria. What are you doing here? Where are your parents?"
Ember explained that she had never known her parents, and that she was hungry. Solaria smiled warmly at her and took Ember's hand. "Let's go find something to eat, and you can tell me more about yourself."
That had been how it'd started. When she had been old enough to truly understand, it had been explained to Ember that the laboratory she had wandered into was that of Team Pearl, an organization dedicated to good, and that they were forever warring with Team Opal, an evil team of no-gooders, who only wanted to abuse pokémon to help them become rich.
Eyes of emerald glinting with pleasure, Ember flung open the door, and began skipping as she started up a flight of stairs and down a hall. As she reached a large door, she knocked thrice and entered.
That same beautiful woman, though nine years older, greeted her with her bubbly and cheery voice. "Oh, Ember! So you finally decided to join Team Pearl! And so young, too!" She leapt up and threw her arms around Ember. Taking her hand as she had done so long ago, she lead Ember back out the door, down the hall and back down the stairs.
The walls were lined with pokéballs, and each ball had an emblem on it – a blue water droplet, a green leaf or a red flame.
"Go on," Solaria said encouragingly, releasing Ember's hand. "Pick your first pokémon."
Ember reached out an arm and closed her eyes, and closed her fingers around one of the balls. The smooth surface was strangely warm and comforting.
"Chimecho, huh?" Solaria commented, a tone of satisfaction in her voice. "I think it's a great pokémon!"
Ember smiled. "Thanks, Solaria," she said quietly. "I'll take good care of it."
"Oh, and Ember?"
"Yes?"
"Stop by my office a bit later, okay? I have a job for you."
"Sure thing."
With that, Ember strode back out the door to join the crowd that she had seen when she had first arrived before the lab nine years ago.
~
A tall, raven-haired boy stalked down a hallway - Rayne Black. His hair, which was relatively long and covered much of his face, glinted with a steely sheen as he walked by a window. A new entrant to Team Opal, he was trying to make the right … evil impression. He had been called in for some mission, and could barely wait to find out what it was. Not that he was going to tell anyone that.
As he approached a door, he looked at a map that had been roughly drawn on his hand. "This is the place," he muttered, kicking the door once to alert the office's inhabitant.
The door swung open violently and a woman with short, black hair stuck her head out. "Where the 'effing hell is my soy latte?! I've been waiting for over an hour!" she yelled down the passage. She seemed to catch a glimpse of Rayne out of the corner of her eye, and said in a more pleasant tone, "Oh, you're Rayne. I remember now - I requested to see you. Come in ..." She gestured inside the office and sat herself down at her desk, an umbreon, houndour and houndoom at her side. The sharpedo and carvanha looked menacingly at Rayne from their tank, accompanied by a cacnea and cacturne. "Don't mind them. They won't attack unless I tell them to. Such good pets ..." she murmered to her umbreon, who gave an undertoned growl of delight and pressed into the woman's hand.
"Right, where was I …" she said thoughtfully. "Oh, yes. I had a mission for you."
Rayne raised an eyebrow, scanning the woman with eyes of red. This was apparently Celeste, leader of Team Opal. "Yes," he said flatly. "Hurry. I don't have all day." The confidence with which he spoke belied histrue feelings of horror, which were fueled by the quiet snarlings of the two wolf pokémon, who were just close enough that they could leap at him and rip out his throat, and he wouldn't have a chance to escape … Rayne quickly shook his head. He was being dumb.
Celeste smiled. "Indeed. I have selected you to go on a most important mission for me, as I am busy at the Opal base. Should you succeed, you will be promoted, with power second only to mine. In saying that, you will also become heir to the team, and will be its eventual leader. Are you ready for the briefs?" The woman scanned Rayne over, accompanied by the umbreon, who had hopped onto the desk, all the better to see this intruder.
Rayne nodded, "I'm always ready." He said confidently. Rayne could see himself being the leader of Team Opal someday, with his own loyal pokemon. But to be promoted, he had to finish the tasks he was to be given.
Celeste raised an eyebrow. "... Yes. You see, Team Pearl is our sworn enemy. Thwarting of the goodie-good plans is of top priority. However, in order to thwart, we must learn of their actions. Team Pearl has been sending recruits to do various jobs, though to do what is uncertain. It will be up to you to find a Pearlite, extract the information from them by any means necessary and return to me with the plans. Understood? Good. Now, I do believe you will find a Pearlite on Route 1. Ember, I believe her name is," came the not-so-brief brief. "You will also need a partner. You may choose from any of our standard pokémon; carvanha, cacnea and houndour. Oh, and take this also ..." A syringe with a sapphire-blue liquid was handed to Rayne. "One shot of that and you should hear all you need to know."
Rayne examined the syringe, then took it in his hands. "Ember, eh?" he muttered, tipping the syringe over and then back again. A soft slopping sound met Rayne's ears, and he turned his attention to the pokémon around him. "I like the look of that carvanha," he said after a few moments of thought.
Celeste smiled and took a pokéball from behind her desk. "Smart kid. There aren't many who recognise the potential of the little fishie," she said quietly, standing up and gazing at the sharpedo and carvanha in the tank. She handed the pokéball to Rayne. "Good luck. Don't come back until you have Team Pearl's plans."
~
Ember skipped once more up the stairs and down the hall, humming a happy tune as she went. She was soon to receive her first official mission, and she was totally psyched about it! As she reached the office door, she rapped out the tune she was humming with her knuckles, then swung open the door and stepped inside. Solaria's cheerful tone greeted her once more.
"Ember! You've finally come for your mission! I had one 'specially picked out for you. Do you think you're ready?" the young woman asked her foster-daughter. While she was not yet thirty, Solaria looked wise beyond years, and knowingness seemed to dance in her eyes.
Ember nodded. "I am ready, mother. With Chimecho at my side, I'm unbeatable!" she said happily, striking a confident pose.
The woman behind the desk nodded. "Good. We know that Team Opal is beginning to send recruits just as we are, though for what, we do not know. That's where you come in." Solaria surveyed Ember closely. "We need you to befriend an Opalite and discover what it is that they are doing. At the same time, you must not allow any information to leak from you about Team Pearl. And, incase you need backup-" Solaria handed a syringe containing a blood-red liquid to Ember. "-just inject that into your subject. The theory is that they'll be so desperate, they'll leak any information you desire. I believe you can find a member of Team Opal on route 1. Rayne Black, I believe his name is."
Ember nodded. "I won't let you down, mother!"
With these last words, she ran out the door, and out the building. Before leaving, however, she grabbed a white bandana with a golden 'P' emblem on it and tied it around her wrist. "To route 1!" she cried. "To route 1, and to Rayne Black!"
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