Welcome to LittleRoot Part 1

Hey everyone. As some of you may know, I am leaving fanfiction on the 26. Recently I've been thinking, and I didn't want to do nothing till the day comes. So I decided to do a challenge. Now today there have made it where it is possible to play game boy games on the computer (including pokemon emerald). But then someone made a special program for emerald. It was called the randomizer. For those of you who don't know, what this program does is that every pokemon you encounter will be random, you will never know what pokemon you may run into. But this is only for pokemon up to 3rd generation. What I plan to do is do an emerald randomizer nuzlocke, and write a story about it, and finish before I have to go. And what's more, I have something special planned at the end of this chapter. Also, I will be writing in first person point of view, something I haven't done before. I'm going to try and post a chapter every day, the only reason I wouldn't would be because of family problems or emergencies. So you have been warned. Without further ado, I give you my newest story.

Rules: First pokemon I encounter in a new area, I must capture.

If a pokemon faints, it is considered dead.

Also, I don't own pokemon, if I did, everything would be random!

The sound of engines could be heard, the occasional bump shook the entire vehicle, and everything was difficult to see. There also wasn't a lot of space, boxes full of personal items, essentials, whatever else I and my mom could pack. If you haven't figured it out yet, I am currently sitting in the back of the moving truck. Now most people would either be worried or scared having to sit back here, in the dark, everything always moving, nervous about their new home. But most people haven't moved their entire life. Just like how it's normal for the sun to rise and set, moving is just a normal part of my life. There's not much to do, except sleep, it does help pass the time. And I was about to fall asleep when out of the blue this weird bearded guy wearing green shorts, brown sandals and a white lab coat pops out from behind the boxes, almost scaring me to death.

"What the heck?!" I screamed as I started to back away from this man. "Who are you?!"

The man just gives off a creepy smile, "You may call me professor Birch."

"Okay, so then how did you get in here?"

Professor Birch walks up to me, with a big smile on his face, "If I told you then I would have to kill you. Do you want that?" His voice sent chills down my spine.

"N-no!" I quickly answered.

"Good, so what's your name?"

"Um…why should I tell you-?"

"TELL ME YOUR NAME!"

"O-okay. People call me TM."

"That's a weird name."

"It's just a nickname."

"Okay then, now I has to go, good luck with your journey." He then unlocks the hatch on the ceiling, climbs out and jumps off, while the truck was moving!

I just stood there, pondering what just happened, "Man that was creepy. Hope I don't have to see him again." Suddenly the truck stops, interrupting my thoughts. "Huh, guess we're here." I hear the door open and footsteps coming to the back. The moment the back is open I am met with the blinding light of the sun. After awhile my eyes adjust to see my mom, kind as ever, waiting patiently for me to get out. Once I jump off, my mom grabs me and gives me a death hug, "Mom…can't…breathe!"

She lets go immediately, "Sorry honey, it's just that I'm excited that's all. We finally made it to LittleRoot. What do you think?"

I begin to inspect the area, noticing the many houses surrounded by trees, luscious grasslands, it was pretty small, but I'm not complaining. "It's better than the places we stayed at before, but with our luck, we'll probably end up moving soon." I shrugged as I begin to look at our house. It was average size, a two-story building, couple of windows, like I said before, it's much better than I old homes.

"Well who knows, maybe this time we will stay here." She was trying to cheer me up, but I had a tendency to be a little stubborn.

"Yeah and maybe I can finally start my pokemon journey." I laughed at my little comment. Yup, that's right. I never got to go on my journey. I was constantly moving, not even having a chance to get my first pokemon when I turned ten. It's been seven years and I still haven't got my first pokemon.

"You never know, things might be different this time."

I was about to disagree with her again but then memories of that weird professor from the truck came back. That certainly was different, but that will probably be the only interesting to happen.

"How about we check the house?" Wanting to change the subject and to see what the house look like on the inside, my mom grabs my arm and we both enter our new "temporary" home.

I have to admit, it looked nice. There was a fairly big living room, kitchen, but what caught my attention the most were the worker's pokemon. They had white fur, two brown lines on the back, red hair on the top, a tail, had sharp claws on their paws and feet, and were currently helping with taking the boxes out of the truck into the house. I only seen a few pictures but I believe these pokemon are called Vigorath.

"Go check you room, I'll take care of things down here."

With that I head up the stairs, going across the hallway, opening what I assumed was the door to my room, and once again, I am greeted with a very nice room, there was a medium size TV with a my old GameCube attached to it, my personal computer set up on the computer, and a average looking bed. But then I notice something wrapped up on top of my bed. I go and proceed to open it. I was slightly surprise when I saw it was a new clock, I notice there was a piece of paper attach to it. All the paper said was "From Dad" but the moment I thought of him I was furious. "That jerk, probably thinks this clock will make me forgive him! Forget that" I was about to throw the clock in the trash but then thought more about it. I then decided to hang it up the wall, set up the time and start to make my way to the bathroom to clean up after being in the back of the truck for such a long time. "Well, at least he's trying." Once inside I start washing some of the dust off from my hands arms and anywhere else I can. As I'm doing this, I notice some of my features in the mirror. You could say I'm pretty tall, sizing up to about six-four. I was kind of tan, my skin color could be compare to hazelnut. My short black hair was fine so I didn't bother with it. My clothes were okay, my blue jeans were a little dusty from the ride but my black t-shirt with the pokemon logo on the back was okay. Satisfied, I leave the bathroom and head downstairs, once there, my mom, who was currently watching the living room's TV, notices me.

"Quick TM, your dad is on the news." I can tell there was excitement in her voice.

I didn't really want to watch but I also didn't want to make my mom sad, so I go to the TV just to see some news reporter. "We brought you this report from Petalburg Gym." The show was soon replaced with commercials.

"Oh…it's over. But I just remembered, one of dad's friend lives next door to us. I can't exactly remember his name but you should go over and introduce yourself."

"Alright then." With that I leave our house, I turn to only see one house next to ours. I assume it was my dad's friend, so I went over there and knock on the door. Seconds later I was greeted by a lady who looked to be in her twenties.

"Hello, and who are you?"

"Hi, I'm TM, me and my mom just moved here. She said that my dad was friends with you. His name was Norman."

"Oh Norman! Well come on in. My husband isn't home right now, always busy with his job."

"What does he do?"

"Oh, just what he loves. You should meet my daughter, I think she's upstairs."

"Um…okay." I head upstairs to the only room on the second floor, there I find what looks like pretty similar designs like my room, but then I notice a pokeball on the floor. Curious I went to pick it up when suddenly.

"And what do you think you're doing?! The voice shouted, it sounded feminine, and very angry.

I turn around to see a girl wearing a red shirt with a white pokeball logo, a green bandana, a bag and she was glaring daggers at me. "Oh, I was just-"

"You were just about to steal my pokemon, weren't you?!"

"No, it's not like that. Your mom said I could go up here."

As soon as I said that he face went from rage to friendly, "Oh, okay then. I'm May. What's yours?" She held out her hand, waiting for me to shake it.

"You can call me TM." I grab her hand and we shake.

"TM? That's a weird name."

"It's just a nickname." I started to think to myself, "For some reason, she reminds me of someone, but I can't remember who."

"Now that I think about it, my dad did mention you. Sorry, guess I kind of forgot. Speaking of dad, I have to help him. But first I need to check some things. Wish I could chat more but I'm busy today." She then goes to her computer, acting like nothing happened. Deciding it was time to go, I leave the room, said my goodbyes to the mother, and left the house.

"Well she was…interesting, but who does she remind me of?" My thoughts were interrupted when a kid bumped into me. "Oh sorry, are you okay?"

"Oh thank goodness you're here, I need help!"

"What's wrong?"

"No time to explain!"

The kid grabs my arm and stars leading me to the edge of the town's exit. "Can you please tell me what's going on?"

"Okay, earlier I saw a man walking to route 101, then I start hearing scary noises. I think he's in trouble."

"Okay, I'll see what I can do." I enter route 101, but I see nothing out of the ordinary. "Well I don't see anything, guess it was just the kid's imagination." I was about go back when I heard someone screaming. Without wasting another second, I rush towards the cry for help.

And I'm gonna stop it there, sorry it was short but I did say I had something special planned. So here it is. Pokemon trivia question! At the end of each chapter, I am going to ask a pokemon related question. Whoever answers correctly first gets a reward. The harder the question, the bigger the reward. All I ask it that you have an account so that I can pm you if you are the winner. But if you do not reply soon I will be force to give the prize to the author who came in second. Now without further ado, here is the question!

When was the first official pokemon game released and who was the creator?

I am looking for a month, day, year, and the name of the man who created this. Good luck to all of you and don't forget to review.