For a friend. My rant is at the bottom.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, just the lame plot, my OC's, and anything else you know isn't in Pokemon.
September 5, XXX-7:09 AM
Even though I was only ten, I was still more mature than most my age. My life had changed when I found myself alone, with only a Chansey as my companion after my mom died; she took good care of me. Now, I was starting my Pokemon journey. I already had a Kirlia and a Riolu that I raised from eggs—given to me by my mom—so the Pokemon I got from Professor Oak wouldn't be my first. As I made my way to the lab, I found Chansey following me. She was looking at me with wide eyes.
"I'm sorry, Chansey. I should've asked if you wanted to come, huh?" I said, smiling.
I held a hand out to her and she smiled, quickly coming to my side. We walked up the steps and I wasn't surprised to see Gary Oak already there.
"So, even the mute is here," he laughed.
"Rather be mute than to be an annoying Chatot," I said.
He grew red with anger. There were two other trainers as well, each holding a Pokéball.
"Sorry, Natalia, I think we got the last ones," Luke said apologetically. Jack nodded. We weren't exactly friends, but we got along well enough.
"It's okay. I have Chansey, Riolu, and Kirlia," I said in my soft voice.
I wasn't shy or anything like that; I just didn't like to talk. Would you after watching your mom die? I didn't think so.
As the Luke, Jack, and Gary left, Professor Oak turned to me and said, "Natalia, I know you were hoping for a Bulbasaur, but…I was hoping you could do something for me."
I was about to ask what it was when Ash Ketchum, my best friend, came running in. And of course, he was in his PJs.
"You slept in, didn't you?" I said with a smirk.
"Shut up, Nana," he grumbled. I giggled. Nana was his nickname for me. After an incident with a very moody Pikachu and a disgruntled Ash left with said Pikachu, the Professor turned to me.
"Professor Rowan from the Sinnoh Region sent this Pokemon to me and asked me to give it to a trainer I trusted the most to take care of it."
I raised an eyebrow.
"You don't trust Gary with it?" I asked.
"Well…as much as I love Gary, he's a little…obnoxious for it."
I nodded, understanding.
He handed me a blue and white Pokéball and then a black and white Pokéball. I frowned. Tossing them into the air, the revealed a Darkrai and a Zorua. I nearly choked as they looked around in confusion.
"Professor?" I squeaked.
Before he could answer, Zorua saw me and gleefully jumped into my arms. Darkrai glided over and stood next to me protectively.
"Professor, what's going on?" I demanded.
"Do you remember anything from when you disappeared?" he asked.
I frowned. People told me that I had disappeared for five months when I was three, but I obviously don't remember it. I shook my head.
"You were kidnapped by an organization called Team Rebirth. They were trying to resurrect Legendary Pokemon. In order to control the Legendary Pokemon that they managed to revive, they kidnapped young children. The younger the child, the more easily they would be able to control the Pokemon.
"They used took blood of the children and inserted it into the Pokémon's bodies. Often, the bodies rejected it. But you were one of the successful subjects. Darkrai and Zorua are the Pokémon's whose bodies accepted your blood. Genetically, you are connected. When you're separated, it puts strain on your bodies."
I blinked and then I said, "That's why I always felt as though I was in constant pain; and why that pain went away a few days ago."
He nodded, looking at me worriedly. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and said, "What do you need me to do?"
When I left the lab, I found Ash and Aunt Delia waiting for me. I like Aunt Delia.
"Ash? I thought you would've left by now?" I said.
"I wasn't going to leave my best friend behind!" he said, pretending to be hurt.
"What Pokemon did you get, honey?" Aunt Delia asked.
"A Bulbasaur. I'd show you, but he's really shy."
"Oh, that's okay. Be careful you two and don't get into too much trouble," she said, giving us both hugs.
We waved good-bye and as we walked, I said, "I didn't get a Bulbasaur. Like you, I got a different Pokemon."
"Really? What is it?" He asked, dragging Pikachu behind.
"I'll show you when I think it's safe."
An hour later, I called a halt and took out my oddly colored Pokéballs. Ash could only stare as my Pokemon came out. "Ash, meet Darkrai and Zorua…my Blood-Bond Pokemon."
It's my first Pokemon fic and honestly, I ain't happy with it. But a friend of mine is forcing me to post it. This is inspired by nejitenteji10sasu10's Just Being Purple. The whole Blood-Bond Pokemon was inspired by the cloning of Mewtwo. I know Zorua isn't a Legendary Pokemon, but I reaaaaallllly like Zorua and Zoroark. Riolu and Kirlia will be appearing since they're my absolute favorite Pokemon. Natalia will not be traveling with Ash; Professor Oak gave her another mission entirely. So, review and flame if desired, but this is for my friend, so she'll be the one offended, I really don't care. Oh, and I'm trying a new style at typing and it ain't working out for me. I'm so used to doing paragraph. The whole damn thing looks so weird!