As you are reading, you may find some violence and language. If you think you're going to be offended by the material, stay away. If it really needs like a general rating for the readers or something like that I'll say PG-13. I don't really think it should be limited to that, however, some people may find it inappropriate for the (much) younger ones.
I don't own Pokemon. Just to let you know.
To get to chapter...
1: And it Begins...
2: The Formal Farewell!
3: Jubilee in Jubilife!
4: Twisting and Burning
And it Begins...
It started in a thunderstorm.
Sawyer Hopkins trampled over the cobblestone streets of Sandgem Town in search of shelter. His tattered brown vest soaking over his dirty white tee. Careening around a corner, a slim, black limo zoomed past Sawyer and sent a wave of water crashing down on him. He coughed up excess water that landed in his throat and found a building with an overhang to wait out the storm under. It loomed over him, the massive sky blue painted building's sign read: Pokémon Research Lab, but Sawyer figured it was best to remain outside, after all, it wouldn't be right for a missing person to suddenly appear...
"James, slow down! Goodness gracious, you nearly drowned that poor boy!" Penny White sighed as her driver drove erratically through the streets of Sandgem Town to Twinleaf Town, on her way back from a shopping spree in Jubilife City.
"Sorry, Miss Penny, but I know how your parents don't like it when you arrive home late. Couldn't you have spent a little less time browsing and a little more time actually making purchases?"
"I don't like your attitude. I'm going to tell daddy to fire you like I did my last driver" She sighed again and banged her head back against the headrest, then slumped forward with her head down. Her long, wavy, copper colored hair hid the frustration built up on her face. "How much longer is it going to be?"
"Not much, I'm already out of Sandgem. Just a bit longer till we reach your home." James pushed down on the gas a bit harder now. If this would be his last drive for the White family, he thought he may as well try for a big tip.
A slim, black limo pulled in next door as Dylan Thomas gazed out his window. He saw the most beautiful girl that lived right next door escorted out of the limo and into her home by her chauffeur toting an umbrella.
Thunder boomed. Dylan dropped on to his bed, hoping that the sun would come out. "If the sun was out, then I would be able to go out and catch myself a Pokémon, just like those kids on TV." Dylan had been watching his favorite program, about trainers growing up and catching Pokémon. He was sure he was meant to be just like them.
"Why else would they do it on TV if I'm not supposed to?" Was the question Dylan asked that made him believe just about everything he saw and heard. However, since he was eligible to become a trainer, his mother wouldn't allow Dylan to own a Pokémon.
A scratch came at the front door. Dylan walked over to it, and opened to reveal a wet creature that came up to his house. He looked down and scanned the small creature, instantly recognizing what it was. By its smooth, black coat; its small, red feathers; white claws, and tiny gems on its forehead and chest, a Sneasel stood on the porch.
Dylan was ecstatic. A Sneasel! Showing up to his house! A miracle or fate? "Hi! You must be cold. Come in!" He took the Pokémon by the arm to his room and sat it down on his bed. "Are you hungry?"
<Yes.> The Sneasel managed. It was hiding a gash on its arm by holding it with its other.
"OK! What do you want to eat? I know how to make hot dogs! You want some?"
Dylan heard screaming from next door, but excused it as someone frightened by the thunder.
Penny White huddled in the corner of her closet as her mother was being beat to death. Her parents had not been happy with the way the chauffeur had been handling things, and decided to fire and not pay him. In a fury, James took the umbrella he had walked Penny in with and lodged it into Mr. White's stomach. He proceeded to pummel Mrs. White's face with a series of blows from his fists.
"Help! Penny! Call someone! OOOOWWW!!! No, stop it, please!" She pleaded, then stopped. She laid unconscious on the floor. James took the umbrella out of the dead Mr. White, poked the dead man's wife a few times, then confirmed that she was dead too.
"Penny?" James called, "Your parents would like to see you!" He had to get rid of her too, or else she would lead the police right to him.
Her head throbbed thinking about what may have been happening downstairs. Tears flowing down her face, she stood, emerged from her closet, opened the window, and ran. She knew that she had to find someone who could help. Without thinking, she ended up pounding on her neighbor's door.
Dylan opened the door, with a plate of hot dogs in hand. "Hi Penny! What's wrong? Want a hot dog? You'll never believe it I have a-"
"Dylan, I need to use your phone." sniveling through her words.
Dylan twisted and pointed it out. "Over there" He twisted back, dropping two wieners in the process. "Dang it!" As he picked them up and headed back to his room, Penny picked up the phone and stated dialing.
"Ok, and what was his name again?"
"Bon, James Bon." Penny White finished telling her story to the police. "Thank you officer."
The man in uniform jotted down final notes about the suspect, tipped his hat, and discussed the situation with the coroner as he left. Paramedics took off with the bodies of Penny's parents. Penny was a mess. She had no other relatives beside the President of the Pokétch Company and his wife, both of which were now dead. She was now an orphan. A social worker would come soon to take her and put her in with another family. She did not want that. She wanted no more of these random strangers trying to take care of her. The chauffeur was bad enough. She wanted out. She wanted to get away.
"Penny? I'm so sorry about what happened. I know when my dad had a heart attack, he went on vacation in heaven too."
"Dylan, shut up! They're not on vacation! They're dead! Aggh!" Penny stomped off back to the crime scene. To pack her things and leave Twinleaf Town, possibly forever.
"...And then she got all mad at me. I can't imagine why." Dylan explained to the Sneasel.
<I understand why.> The Pokémon stood and walked outside, through the unyielding rain to the house next door.
"Hello?" Penny zipped up her yellow duffel bag that carried everything she thought she needed to survive. "Is someone at the door?" What if it's James back to get me? she thought, and grabbed a curling iron that she was charging before she left.
<Penny White? I am not a human. I'm a Pokémon known as Sneasel. I'd like to speak with you.>
"Pokémon?" She swapped the curling iron with a Pokéball that her father owned, but now Penny figured it belonged to her, besides, everything in her parents' wills would go to her anyway.
Sneasel walked to the doorway of her room, then was struck by a red and white sphere. The Pokéball wobbled. Once. Twice. Thrice. It stopped completely and beeped, signifying a capture.
"Now I'm ready to go." Penny White decided she would become a Pokemon trainer, but she needed to get to Sandgem Town's Pokémon Research Lab first. She walked out with a new attitude, striding toward Sandgem. Even the thunderstorm had finally cleared up.
"Penny wait!" Dylan rushed out of the house after the girl, nearly tripping twice. "What are you doing?"
"Becoming a Pokémon trainer, what about you?"
"COOL!!! Let's go to Lake Verity! come on, I'll race you!" He dashed off, not realizing what he was doing.
"But..." She realized she was too late. "Sandgem Town is that way."
Sawyer noticed people coming out to stare at the sky, now that the rain stopped. He looked up too, and saw the moon had come out, and back under the overhang, something across from the teen was watching him. Sawyer had no idea how long it had been there, observing him. The crescent shaped mark on its head resembled the moon Sawyer had just seen. It stuck its hand in its mouth and sucked on it, as if it would get something out of it. It was a Teddiursa. It cried out like an alarm, alerting researchers inside the laboratory. When a man and woman wearing white lab coats came out, they took in the Pokémon, but did not see the young man who ran away into Route 201.