You are so beautiful, my fair maidan.' A man standing in a shining suit of armor extended his hand fowards. Who was he talking to? Could he be talking to her?! In his metal, she could see her reflection and she was shocked by what she saw. She was wearing a gorgeous long red dress, with beautiful gold stitching, a pair of ruby sleepers that shone in the sun and an esquisite pure gold necklace, with a single diamond, sitting perfectly in between her cleavage. Her makeup looked flawless, her lips covered in the most seductive shade of red that she had ever seen, and my, her hair had waves in it! This was the face of the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. It couldn't be her, but it was. She looked up from her stunning view to the knight's face, which was extremely handsome. He gave her a perfect smile from his perfect face, as he leaned close to her. She could see his lips quite well now, soft and of a superb light shade of pink. It could not be true, these were the things dreams are made of, but she didn't second guess it, instead she prepared herself for the kiss of a lifetime...
'Mumma! Mumma! Juliette isn't waking up! Juliette, wake up!'
Suddenly, it was all gone. No, she won't let it. She tried to focus again, to see that man's handsome face one last time, but nothing happened. All she could see now was black, and she had to accept that the dream was over, even if she did not want to. Her eyes opened, and who should be the first sight she should see? None other than her annoying younger brother, Connor, standing beside her bed, wearing his favourite 'I see a Seel' t-shirt and a pair of army pants, his curly, brown hair a complete mess.
'Mumma! Juliette is awake!' yelled her brother, as he jumped on top of the bed, bouncing up on down. 'Juliette, wake up! Today is special day! Special day!' Juliette pulled the covers off her torso, sat up in the bed, and grabbed her little brother around the stomach.
'Connor, get off my bed and stop screaming!'
'But, you just screamed, Juliette...'
'Connor, now!' Connor quickly jumped off his sister's bed, and ran out of the room, laughing as he did. How annoying, she thought and pulled the cover's back over her face, trying to return to sleep. Not even a minute later, did she hear footsteps in her bedroom again. 'Connor, I said stay out of my room, you little rattata...'
'Please, darling. There is no need to call Connor a rattata,' said a soft, female voice. Juliette quickly threw off her bedsheets and sat up, to see her mother in her room, with no sign of Connor.
'Sorry, Mumma,' said Juliette, embarrassed. 'It's just that...'
'Now, Juliette. It means nothing if you apologise to me. You will have to say that to Connor.' Normal Mumma, always being the best she can and teaching us right from wrong. So kindhearted, even at the worst of times, as Mumma has never been the one to yell or get mad, I had only seen her get mad when Michael set the house on fire and when Connor cracked Aidan's head open with a hammer.
'Yes, Mumma. I will,' Juliette said, nodding her head. She climbed out of bed and gave her mother a hug. 'Morning.'
'Morning, my sweetheart. Now, did you hear what Connor had to say?' What did it matter what Connor said, Juliette thought. He was just some hyperactive child who, somehow, happened to be related to her.
'Umm... he said wake up over a million times...' Slightly going over the top there. 'Oh, and he said something about being a 'special day'...'
'Yes, a special day dear. Can you thing of anything special?' Then it hit her!
'Damn. I totally forgot. Man...' she said, rushing over closet and throwing clothes out, while looking for something to wear.
'Dutchess, today is the day,' Juliette declared as she ran towards a large, white building near the end of Pallet Town. She was wearing on her finest red dress, her favourite black trenchcoat, an aborable pair of ruby sandals and carrying her black carrybag that her mother and she had packed the night before.
When deciding to wear her dress on her journey, her mother said, 'Dear, that is such a nice dress but I don't think it's suitable to be wearing on your journey. It could get dirty, or wrecked.'
'True, Mumma but I want to wear it. It will be fine, don't worry. I have other clothes with me as well.'
'Ok, fine. Oh, my only girl, going on an adventure...' And the conversation continued like that for the next half an hour before Juliette decided she had to go and said her farewells to her family.
Her evolution Pokemon was trailing behind her, trying its hardest to catch up to its Trainer. Juliette could see the sign welcoming to Professor Oak's Laboratory. She stopped at it and waited for Dutchess to catch up, and once she did, Juliette picked up her brown partner and gave her a tight squeeze. 'Today is the day. Can you believe it?' Dutchess seemed to be understanding and gave a nod. 'You ready then?'
'Vee,' happily exclaimed Dutchess.
'All right then. Let's do this thing.' With Dutchess in her arms, Juliette made her way through the sliding doors to find herself in a huge room, filled with pictures of all kinds of Pokemon that she had never seen before, thousands of books on the studies of Pokemon, fossils and all kind of other wonderous things that she had no idea about. She then fixed her attention to an old man in a white trenchcoat, who was being crowded by a small group of people. A few of the boys in the group looked around her age, but then again, she was told often that she looked older than what her birth certificate stated, and the girls in the group seemed to be only slightly younger but then again, she could never know for sure. Yet, this was not the time to be meeting new friends; this was the time to start her journey. After a few minutes, another couple of people turned up at the laboratory, all with looks of awe and excitement on their faces.
'Umm… Excuse me. Everyone,' spoke the Professor finally, trying to gain the attention of the teens. Juliette decided it was best if she listened closely to the Professor speech, as she was not very familiar with Pokemon training. 'Good day,' said the Professor, warmly to the group. 'Today is the day you begin your Pokemon journey…'
Those simple words sent shivers down Juliette's spine.
'It is a long road. Full of terrible nightmares and hardships…'
Terrible nightmares? Sure, Juliette knew it was not going to be near as easy as a stroll in the park but terrible nightmares? That seemed a little too dramatic to her.
'As well as victory and accomplishments.' The Professor paused as he studied the faces of everyone as they went from seriousness and deep thought to excitement again. 'This is not an easy path, being a Pokemon trainer. You are to study and train along the battling creatures known as Pokemon.'
The studying part would be easy for Juliette, as her father had told her everything he knows, due to him running the Pokemon School in Viridan City, which reminded her that her mother had asked her to visit her father before she left on her journey. She was being sidetracked, so she shook her head and gave her full attention to Professor Oak.
'Remember this, they are living beings, and thus must be treated as living beings. They are not tools, nor are they weapons made to accomplish only your selfish goals.' Another pause, this time it was so that the others could discuss his speech.
'Vee vee,' cried Dutchess, from Juliette's arms. She seemed to be looking confused.
'Don't worry, darling,' whispered Juliette so only Dutchess could hear her. 'Nothing to fear. You will love being on the open road, and you will get a chance to battle. Sounds like fun, huh?' Dutchess pouted and looked at her trainer with her big, brown eyes. 'Oh, come on. You will love it, I'm sure of it,' and with that, Juliette kissed the top of her Eevee's head and listened to the Professor again.
'While you yourself have goals, so too do your Pokemon. Their goal is to become strong. You, as a trainer, will guide these creatures into their full potential. Now...' said the Professor, moving over to the table on his right. 'These are pokeballs and pokedexes.' He lifted up a round object, one-half white, the other red and a smaller circle in the middle. Juliette had seen these objects before and knew they were called pokeballs, as her older brothers and her father had showed them to her many times. What she did not know about, was the little red device. She had heard the term 'pokedex' before, but only in postcards from Michael and Aidan, but she had never thought to ask what they did. Suddenly, a line formed infront of Professor Oak, and thanks to her daydreaming, Juliette ended up last in line. The Professor was only one person away now, and once the person infront had dissappeared, Juliette meet face to face with the famous Professor. He smiled and handed Juliette a case with six pokeballs in it, and lastly, the little red device. 'Now, go to this table,' he pointed to the table on his left this time, 'and receive your first Pokemon.' The room suddenly filled with nervous chatter as the whole group walked over to the table to obtain their first Pokemon, everyone except Juliette who made her way straight to the Professor, who was looking quite pleased with himself.
'Umm… Professor Oak?' Juliette stood infront of the Professor with Dutchess in her arms, waiting his response.
'Oh, yes my dear. Why… why are you not other with the others to receive your first Pokemon?'
'Well, you see, umm… sir. I already have my first Pokemon.'
'You do, do you?' said the Professor, confused.
'Yes, sir. You see, when I was 12, my family and I went on a cruise to the Sevii Islands…'
'Sevii Islands, you say?' asked the Professor, cheerfully. 'Oh, yes. Wonderful place. A lot of rare Pokemon around those parts. Wonderful.'
'And, one day while we were exploring, I came across an injuryed Eevee…'
'Say no more,' the Professor cried. 'Is that beautiful Eevee in your arms the Eevee you speak of?' The Professor moved close to Juliette and gently patted the top of Dutchess's head.
'Why, yes sir, she is. This is Dutchess,' introduced Juliette. The Professor moved away from the Pokemon with a big grin on his face.
'Lovely creature. Nice to meet you, Dutchess,' said the Proffesor, bending down to be at eye level with her. Dutchess nodded and smiled, showing that she liked the Professor. 'Let me guess, Dutchess followed you around till you decided to catch it?'
'Exactly, sir. So I was wondering if she could…'
'Be your first Pokemon,' exclaimed the Professor, once again, cutting Juliette off mid-sentence. 'That will be perfectly alright but to be on the safe side…' The Professor turned his back on Juliette and Dutchess and walked over to the table on the right again, to pick up the last pokedex sitting on the table. 'If you would be so kind to place Dutchess on the floor…' Juliette obeyed and placed a nervous Dutchess on the floor.
'You will be fine. Nothing bad is going to happen, right Professor?'
'Ofcourse not, Dutchess. You can trust me,' he said, winking at the Eevee. He then opened up the device and stood back, pointing it towards the Pokemon. 'Perfect. Superb,' he said, closing the device. 'You are good to go, umm…' pondered the Professor. 'I'm sorry but I have seemed to have forgotten your name.'
'Oh,' said Juliette, laughing. 'I'm Juliette Dollandanger…'
'Dollandanger! I know that name from somewhere. Oh yes, are you the daughter of Chris Dollandanger, by any chance?'
'Yes, I am. My father has told me a lot about you.'
'Yes, yes. Your father and I are old pals and your mother…' The Professor again seemed to be struggling to remember names.
'Sue,' Juliette answered.
'Yes, Sue,' smiled Oak. 'And… oh, I know your two older brothers as well. The one with the dark hair had an Abra as his first Pokemon, and the blonde one had a Growlithe as his starter. Yes, umm… was it Peter and Sam, no wait, or was it Paul and Colin…'
'Michael and Aidan,' answered Juliette, surprised the Professor could remember her brother's starter Pokemon, just not their names.
'Yes, Michael and Aidan. Good young boys. Both are friends with my grandson… Oh, damn. What is his name again?' He turned his head to check on the left table. 'Look at this! Everyone is gone. It was nice meeting you, Julia and good luck on your journey.' The Professor stuck his hand out for Juliette to shake and she took the gesture.
'Thankyou, sir.' Juliette bent down and let Dutchess jump into her arms as she made her way out of the laboratory. A wave of excitement and nerves rushed over Juliette as she made her way to the sign that read 'Route One.' 'Ok, Dutchess. Listen up. It is going to be hard, but we can do it. I believe in us.' Then an idea hit her. She placed Dutchess down on the ground and pulled out the red device, and after some time figuring out how to use it, she pointed it towards her Pokemon. 'Now, lets find out what level you are and what attacks you know.'
'Vee!' exclaimed a pumped up, Dutchess, ready for her own journey to begin.
(Sorry for it being so big. I got a big carried away...
Wondering, can my Eevee evolve in an Espeon or Umbreon?
& I will be away on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday and most likely Tuesday, due to Australia Day Holidays. I will try and post during these times, but it's unlikely. Sorry about that!)
& also, if anyone roleplaying would like to their character to meet with Juliette, give me a buzz!