Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any of the songs I reference in this. It is strongly suggested that you know Pokemon and listen to these songs, though.
Rated Teen for swearing and possibly gore.
Now, I present to you
Chapter 1-Endless Rain
It was a dark, small city. A lone figure walked the large city streets of the City of Rain. It was always raining, so much so that the sewer system had been blocked up for years. The figure, who was decidedly female, strolled down the street, uncaring that the water was up to her ankles. Her long, wavy copper hair hung limply out from under the hood of her pink jacket, like it had been placed there on purpose. Even if her head hadn't been hung low, her hood still would have hidden her eyes from view. Her white sneakers stood out against the dark gray of the street and the soft grays and blues of the buildings. The street lights flickered behind her, illuminating the cold drops of rain that fell on her.
This city was known as Rain City, the most infamous city in the Tenkou Region. The only people who ever walked the streets were the inspectors for the water company on the northern side of town, the few trainers who dared to challenge the Rain City Gym, and this girl in pink. She stopped in front of one of the taller gray buildings. The old neon sign above the doors read in bold letters:
Rain City Hospital.
The girl walked up to the doors and grabbed the small piece of paper on it. On it was printed "Visiting hours over," but the girl walked in anyway. A security guard immediately pushed her back out the door and to the ground, splattering water all over her dark-wash jeans. Her hood slid off her head, revealing her crystal blue eyes that glowed like the rain around her and poofy side bangs that were brushed to the left.
"Can't you read?! Visitor hours are over!" the guard barked angrily at the thirteen-year-old girl he had pushed to the ground.
The girl silently got up, brushed herself off, and began walking off in the other direction. She stuck her hands in her now-soaked jean pockets, not even bothering to put her hood back up. Again she walked until she came to another building. This blue building had a neon sign that depicted a cloud and falling rain, the symbol of the Rain City Gym. A young boy in simple t-shirt and shorts ran out the doors and into the freezing rain. He bolted off toward the Pokemon Center, unaware of the girl. She sighed and stepped through the doors.
The gym was just as she remembered it. There was a thin tile walkway going across a large pool. Almost unseeable jets lined that walkway. These jets would shoot off powerful blasts of water at any trainer that tripped an invisible wire, a wire that was at a different height for each jet. The blasts of water would push a person off the walkway and into the pool where a trainer was waiting to battle, hidden by the thick mist that covered the gym. The girl walked along the walkway, expertly dodging the wires that were scattered across it.
She made quick time of getting to the Gym Leader's battlefield, an enclosed section of the pool. Another thirteen-year-old girl in a deep gray trench coat was at the far end of the pool working on a fuse box. She growled angrily and shook her head, causing her medium length navy blue hair to shake violently behind her.
"Need some help?" the girl in the pink jacket asked, causing the blue haired girl to jump and turn around to angrily face the intruder. Her scowl softened to a look of disbelief when she saw who was talking.
"Sunny?! Is that you?! I haven't seen you in three years! How's it been?" the nave blue haired girl cheered as she saw her old friend.
"Marina... still as cheerful as ever," Sunny muttered, walking over to the fuse box, the look of indifference never leaving her face. She quietly fixed the fuses and closed the box. "What happened there?" she asked, pointing to the fuse box.
Marina sighed. "My last challenger hit it with a bad Discharge attack. He short circuited the sprinkler system and almost electrocuted everyone. Not only that, but when he lost, he threw a tantrum. I mean, come on! Someone like that shouldn't be a trainer and..." She cut her rant short, glancing at her quiet companion. "Why are you here, anyway?"
"What? Is it wrong to congratulate my best friend on becoming Gym Leader?" Sunny questioned, staring up at the ceiling as if it were interesting.
"No, it's fine. Come on, let's go to my place," Marina said, leading Sunny over to a staircase that was hidden by the mist.
The interior of the apartment was as dreary as the rain outside. The walls were painted a sky blue color. The windows had no curtains. A black T.V. and couch combo occupied one corner of the large room. The half leading to the bathroom and bedrooms was a kitchen area with white appliances and a simple oak table and chairs. Letters were scattered across the table.
"Let me take that," Marina said, taking Sunny's jacket and hanging it up on the coat rack next to the door, revealing the plain white t-shirt and teardrop shaped pendant that was filled with shimmering blue water that Sunny was wearing.
Sunny sat down at the oak table. She glanced at the letters and noticed that two of them were addressed to her.
"Marina, why do you have my mail?" Sunny asked as the blue haired teen walked into the room.
"Oh! Those? I was going to have my Pelipper deliver those to you," Marina answered, clearing away the other letters.
Sunny silently opened the first letter. Marina stared at the envelope, which was from the hospital. She quietly maneuvered to stand behind Sunny. Both read the letter,
Dear Miss Sunny Akimora:
The payment for a Mr. Hikaru Akimora's hospital bill is required by June 2nd. The total is 500,000 P. If this fee is not paid by the required date, your brother will be taken out of our care
-Dr. Neil Harthway
"Sunny..." Marina said, staring at her friend.
Sunny touched her pendant and closed her eyes. She could remember her older brother's smiling face as he handed it to her on her tenth birthday, the day of his Tenkou League Championship battle, and the day he fell into his coma. That was the last time she had truly smiled, a day almost four years ago. His shaggy black hair and copper eyes seemed to shine as he handed her her first Pokemon, a Piplup offspring of his Empoleon. A tear trickled down her cheek as she muttered the twenty-five year old's name. "Hikaru..."
"What does the other one say?" Marina asked, trying to distract Sunny from the thoughts of her brother, who was still in a coma in the Rain City Hospital.
Sunny absentmindedly opened the second letter. It read:
I need your help. Tomorrow I'm supposed to give out this year's starter Pokemon, but I've been called out to the annual Professor's Conference, held in Hoenn this year. Three trainers should arrive to pick either a Treecko, a Cyndaquil, or a Squirtle. If a fourth trainer arrives, he/she is to be given a Castform.
Thanks in advance,
Sunny scanned the top of the page. She sighed a sigh of relief when she realized that it had that day's date, May 30, printed on it. The small clock in the apartment read 11:45 P.M. in bright red letters. The Professor's lab was in Breeze Town, which was five hours away on foot and it would take two hours to do a maintenance check of the lab. Trainers usually showed up at 7:00 A.M. at earliest, so the logical answer would be to sleep and then fly there in the morning on a flying Pokemon. Just as she thought this, thunder rumbled in the distance. She pulled out a small black rectangular device, a PokeGadget, and pressed the weather forecast button.
"I should get going," Sunny said, staring at the screen that called for heavy thunderstorms all week.
"You're leaving already?" Marina asked nervously.
"Yeah... I am," Sunny muttered, getting up and grabbing her jacked. She left without even a good-bye.
"What happened to my cheerful best friend? I want her back..." Marina whispered to the air.
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