Hello readers! This is my first time writing a pokemon fic. I will be accepting OCs for this story. Forms will be at the bottom. I hope you enjoy and happy holidays.
It was a cloudless night and twinkling stars filled the night sky. The occasional bird pokemon could be seen flying beneath the light of the full moon, although few pokemon would be awake at this hour to witness them. One of these pokemon was currently at Route 102, gazing at the heavens.
Cynthia, I can't believe she's gone. The Ralts thought with a sigh. I guess I should have expected it to happen sooner or later. After all, a lot of our friends have been captured by humans, too. It was only a matter of time until one of us was taken as well, but I never thought…
It was just a normal day for the inhabitants of Route 102, with the occasional Taillow flying overhead, and Wurmples using their tails to carve the bark off of trees that had Silcoon and Cascoon hanging from their branches. But none of that mattered to me. I was just on my way to the Oran berry bush, just like I was everyday, to get food for me and my little sis, Cynthia. I knew she would be alright, she always was.
I had used some of my psychic powers to pluck some berries from the bush. Psychic powers really made it easier to carry all this food back to the burrow beneath the tree roots that me and Cynthia lived in. Thinking of that made me think about how Cynthia's powers would be starting to develop soon.
As I neared home I started feeling happy and excited for no apparent reason. There was probably a new trainer nearby. They were always peppy and energetic. And since most Ralts are empathetic, we're always a little giddy when they're around. I was no exception; that is until I heard him speak.
"Alright, Ralts, now you're mine!" I heard him call out. I dropped the berries in shock and rush into the clearing, I really wish I hadn't.
I emerged just in time to see the red and white sphere collide with the horn on Cynthia's head. I could do nothing as she was sucked into the ball.
"Alright! Great job, Wurmple!" The trainer cheered as he picked up the ball holding my sister. I looked over at the mentioned pokemon and I couldn't believe my eyes.
It was Ken. My sister's best friend had just aided in her capture. I turned and ran, tears streaming from my eyes. Although not before I sent Ken flying into his new master's leg, spikes first.
Remembering that last bit had brought a small smile to the Ralts face. That traitor and his master got what they deserved for taking his sister. Although maybe this is for the best, I could only do so much for her. Now she'll be cared for like she deserves, and she'll have Ken with her so she won't be lonely. Maybe she'll even become a champion of the league.
As the Ralts thought that last thought, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, but he just attributed it to a nearby Dustox thinking about a Beautifly. Although now that I think about, isn't the trainer the one to normally get all the credit? Why don't the pokemon ever get any credit? I bet if a pokemon without a trainer ever became champion that would knock those human's down a peg or two.
There's an idea. I, Emil, hereby swear that I will become a Champion of the Hoenn League!
Emil quickly went to his den in the tree roots to get some sleep; he would start his journey tomorrow.
AN: Sorry for the shortness, but hey it's just a prologue. Please give leave constructive criticism in your reviews that is, if you decide to review.
This story was inspired by J. Whitnee and Silver Leafx Go read their fics because they'll be a lot better than this one!
I will be accepting OCs Pokemon and Trainers a like, heck I'll even accept one for the trainer who appeared in this chapter.
Pokemon OC form
Move set (Pick as many as you like, no four move limit in this story):
Trainer OC Form
Hometown (From somewhere in Hoenn preferably):
Type (Trainer, Daycare people, etc.):
Pokemon (May also use the Pokemon OC Form for you Pokemon):
Pedestrian OC Form (Basically, people who don't raise pokemon) (Not looking for too many of these, but I need random towns people)
Hometown (Hoenn or bust):