Hello, and welcome to The Nova Travels. Before you begin reading, you should know a few things about this story. First, the world of this fan-fiction is based more on the games than the anime, but will vary in certain ways in order to make more sense. Second, this is my first fic and will not be the best, but I hope to improve. Thank you, and enjoy! Credit for the banner goes to Crimson Darkness and Crazy Dragon Graphics.
Rated PG-13 for violence, mild language, and mild innuendo.
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ATTENTION! AS OF THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF BLACK 2 AND WHITE 2, THIS STORY IS OFFICIALLY AU, AS IT CONTRADICTS CANON.
Chapter One: Graduation
“Hi!” A short teenage girl was standing in front of an even shorter boy of about the same age. The boy was reading a book with a pokéball on the cover and still not seeming to acknowledge her at all. Why is he ignoring me? She thought to herself, feeling frustrated. “What are you reading about?”
“Hmph,” the boy mumbled as he shifted positions, still ignoring the girl. I don’t get why she has to bother me. How stupid do you have to be not to realize some one’s reading?
It was the last day of trainer’s school, and Jake wanted to get some reading in before he left on his journey. Free period was over soon, and the graduation ceremony would start. If this dumb kid didn’t leave him alone, he would never finish his book.
Christy decided that this Jake kid needed to be taught a lesson. She would not leave him alone until he talked to her. “Is it about psyducks?” No response. “I bet it is.”
“Actually, it’s about genetic similarities between pokémon. Will you leave me alone now?” In fact, the book was about the myths of Unova, but Jake hoped that he could just scare her off with big words that hurt her empty little head.
“Whatever, psyduck boy.” With this, Christy walked off back into the building. The graduation started in three minutes, but Jake would figure that out later. She grinned evilly to herself.
“You all know how the ceremony works.” Mr. Brown, one of the teachers in Nuvema Town trainer school was going over the procedure for graduation one last time before entering the auditorium. “First, Principal Benson will list off your names and- Jake, get in line, you’re late- shake each of your hands, giving you your trainer’s license. Then, you will meet your traveling partner, and you will go home to prepare for your journey. Any questions?” One boy a bit on the heavier side raised his hand. “No, Billy,” Mr. Brown sighed, “we will not have a snack break.” A small chorus of “craps” and “damns” broke out in the back of the line. “Well, let’s go then."
Christy had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing when Jake ran into line late. He shot her a hateful look as he stepped into line. As they moved onto the stage and found their places on the bleachers, they each released their pokémon from their pokéballs. Everyone had only their first pokémon with them, as owning more than one was illegal without a trainer’s license. Christy let out her snivy, Leaf, and it sat down next to her.
“Well,” said Leaf calmly as she sat down. “We finally made it!” Only Christy could understand her, as the bond between pokémon and trainer allowed. In contrast to her calm and collected pokémon, Christy looked ready to burst with excitement. She knew that she would be the first to be called, since her last name was Aben. She waited apprehensively as Principal Benson went through her tedious speech about how far they had come, the things they will accomplish, and how important it is to buy Whitney’s Famous MooMoo Milk. I know the school needs funding, but this advertising is getting ridiculous. In just a few minutes, Christy would be getting her trainer’s license, and finding out who her traveling partner would be. She hoped it would be one of her friends. “And it is now time for our graduates to receive their trainer’s licenses. First, we have Christy Aben and Leaf.
Jake watched, smirking to himself as the stupid girl from before stumbled up towards the stage with her not nearly as clumsy snivy. His treecko, Tails, smirked as well, but for a different reason. “That snivy’s way to stuck up, huh Jake?”
Jake rolled his eyes. “You’d better not do something stupid while we’re up there,” Jake whispered towards his fun loving grass type.
“Whatever.” Tails began tossing his miracle seed up in the air.
Jake caught it immediately. “Stop that. That’s expensive, and if you drop it under the bleachers we might lose it.” Tails replied by shrugging and using bullet seed in his hand, and then playing with that instead. Jake couldn’t help but smile at his partner’s antics. He had hatched Tails from an egg back in Hoenn, and the two had been the best of friends ever since.
Finally, the principal called Jake Thomas and Tails up to the stage. “Yes, Yes, Yes!” Tails was practically jumping for joy as the duo walked towards the podium where the principal stood. “Maybe now you can catch me a hot girl pokémon! I’ve always wanted to date a larvitar. I once went out with that gible chick, but it didn’t work out.”
“First, you’ve never dated a single pokémon, second, shut up before you make a fool of yourself,” Jake whispered to his treecko. As they reached Principal Benson, Jake shook her hand and received his trainer’s license. As he turned around to leave, he noticed that Tails was missing just a few seconds too late.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OWOWOWOWOWOWOW! IT HURTS! MAKE IT STOP!” Tails had been playing with the wires attached to the speaker system, so not only was he hit by a jolt of electricity as powerful as a thunder attack, but his shouts were projected across the auditorium. Of course, everyone but Jake and the pokémon just heard ‘TREEEEEEEE! KOKOKOKOKO! TREECKO! TREECKO TREE!” Jake facepalmed in frustration before retuning Tails to his pokéball and walking back to the bleachers, his dark, brown, messy hair covering his eyes as he hung his head in shame.
Christy’s own reddish brown hair shook as she laughed uncontrollably with the rest of the school at that jerk’s treecko electrocuting itself. Even Leaf couldn’t suppress a giggle.
The rest of the awards were given out quickly and awkwardly after that incident. It finally came time to find out who would be traveling companions. Since the students were only thirteen and fourteen, they had to travel the country in pairs. The teachers were giving the students instructions to form a single file line and come forward to receive their groupings. The ones standing in between the bleachers and the table with the list of names on it were promptly trampled. Mr. Peters, the sixty year old berry growing teacher was run over repeatedly by a confused onix which had been blinded by the excrements from the bird pokémon overhead. As irony would have it, these were the same bird pokémon that had been stealing the unfortunate man’s berries.
Christy was excited to see who her new companion would be. She pushed through the crowd, but was repeatedly shoved back. “Hmm… Leaf, use toxic on the floor.” As the lizard pokémon spit poison on the floor, it began to dissolve the shoes of various students, causing them to clear a path. As an unintended extra effect, it caused the badly bruised Mr. Peter to slip and fall flat on his face. Needless to say, this was not the professor’s best day ever.
The smirking Christy and Leaf ran through the poison quickly enough that it would not melt their feet. They finally reached the table with the list at the same time as Jake and tails, who was now healed and back out of his pokéball. It took a while before either of them could find their names, since they were not in any apparent order. Each of their eyes stopped.
They all spoke in unison “Oh crap.” The table said this:
JAKE THOMAS AND CHRISTY ABEN
Well, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it. Please review, and I will release the next chapter as soon as possible!