Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I do own a few characters: Kimira (pronounced kee-mih-ruh), Ash jr., Tiko (pronounced tee-kow), and Taika (pronounced tay-ka). All other characters belong to the owners of Pokemon.
A/N: I started writing this awhile ago. It's not that great, but I've modified it from the original. It should be a bit better than at first. I never posted it anywhere, so don't bother looking.
"Kimira, wake up! C'mon, sis, you're late!" Ash Jr. said, shaking his 10-year-old sister awake. She was about to start her Pokemon journey. She had planned on starting with a Charmander. But fate had other plans for her. She had overslept, just like her father had, 21 years ago that very day. (A/N: If you hadn't guessed already, her father is Ash Ketchum, Sr. He's 31 now.)
"Huh? Oh, morning, bro. What time is it?" Kimira said.
"11 am," he said. "And you're late."
"Oh, no. Someone else might choose Charmander!" Kimira said. "Gotta go! Bye!"
She rushed down the stairs, grabbed a piece of toast, and rushed out the door, toast in mouth.
"Just like your father," Professor Gary Oak said. Gary had taken over for his grandfather awhile back when he'd retired. "Late."
"I know, I know," Kimira said. "Where's Charmander?"
"Charmander's gone. Someone else chose him. And Squirtle, and Bulbasaur. But guess what's still left. A Pikachu! You get to start with a Pikachu just like your father! Isn't that great?" Gary asked.
"Yeah. Great," Kimira said, disappointed.
"Pi. Pika! Pika-cha!" the Pikachu said.
"She likes you," Gary said.
"I think I'll call her 'Pika'," Kimira said, cheering up a bit.