Hello Everyone! So my name's LittleTyrunt and I am pleased to bring you my first story here on Fanfiction! I do hope that you all enjoy this because I most certainly am! I also have a Wattpad if any of you would like to follow me there. My user name is also LittleTyrunt! Just to get this out of the way, I own nothing in this book save for a few OC's. Other than that, and some plot events, Pokémon owns the content. Please enjoy! And don't forget to follow and review!

Prologue

The sun shone brightly upon Route 103, causing many a Taillow to sing. Zigzagoon skittered through the grass, quite unaware of the presence nearby. In a tall tree, there stood a bipedal reptilian creature, a Treecko. He had yellow irises with long, narrow pupils. He was green with a red underbelly and an even darker green tail. His eyes seemed to be fixed on a Zigzagoon that was munching on a few berries.

The berries were but a ploy in order to keep the fleet-footed Pokémon from escaping. The reptile glanced down to the other side of the tree to see a young man standing against the trunk. He had hazel eyes and fair skin. He wore an odd white hat with a black and red band around it that, if not inspected, could be mistaken for his hair. He had dark chocolate locks tucked inside the hat. He wore a red and black collared shirt with black and gray shorts. Topping off the ensemble, he wore a pair of black and red shoes.

The lad glanced over at the Zigzagoon and crooked his finger up at his companion in the trees as a signal. Treecko called upon the power of his element, his eyes lighting up in the process. In a swift motion, he thrust his hand downward and sent his energy into the tree. The power of nature surged through the tree, down the trunk and into the roots. Before the Zigzagoon could react, grass vines shot up from the ground and ensnared him. Treecko lept high and flipped forward, his tail coming down hard on Zigzagoon's head, sending it into a daze.

With a practiced hand, the young man fired a red and white sphere at the entangled Zigzagoon. A crimson light absorbed the critter and the ball closed up again. After a third twitch, the ball clicked and all went silent. A grin spread across the face of the lad as he made his way over and picked up the ball.

"Okay, that makes three today for dad to look at. Great job Treecko!" The young man affirmed.

Treecko nodded and lept onto his trainer's shoulder. Just then, a ringing noise caught his attention. The lad reached down and picked up a device and pressed the button to receive a call.

"Hey dad," he said casually.

"Brendan my boy! How'd it go?" Brendan's father asked cheerfully.

"We got three here for you to look at. I know how hard it was to get a Zigzagoon, but we caught one," Brendan replied.

"Good! Those slippery rascals always get away from me," replied the Professor.

"Yeah, but this one didn't. This Treecko you had bred is fantastic. Grass Knot is incredibly handy," Brendan said with a grin.

"Well, it was a birthday and graduation gift. I wanted to make sure the process went smoothly. Which reminds me, son. You've yet to get started on your own journey. Perhaps you might decide to fill up that Pokédex I gave you and collect badges as well," Birch suggested.

"Hmmm...that is something that I want to do. Oh! Dad. We have new neighbors don't we? I believe May was her name, right?" Brendan asked.

"Quite right. As a matter of fact, she should be on her way to you. She is just starting out as a trainer and says she could use some help," stated the Professor.

"Ah, well if that's the case, I'll be happy to assist. I'll wait here. I kinda wanna look for more Pokémon. Who knows? I might find something else I want," Brendan laughed.

"Sounds good son! Well, your mother needs me to help her with something. Just come home when you finish."

"Will do, dad," Brendan replied, turning off the gear.

A rustle in the trees soon caught his attention. He could hear a feminine voice as well.

"Now, where did the Professor say his son would be? Goodness...um..."

"Looking for someone?" Brendan inquired.

"Oh! Yes, perhaps you can help me. I'm trying to find someone named Brendan," the girl said with a nervous laugh.

"That'd be me. You must be May Maple," Brendan chuckled.

"Yes, and it's nice to meet you, Brendan," May replied.

"So, I heard from my old man that you were just starting out. Something about you needing help," Brendan supplied.

"Well, yeah. I've never owned a Pokémon before, and I have this Torchic, but I really need to figure out how to train him," May sighed.

"May I see him?" Brendan inquired, getting a nod from May who released the tiny bird.

Torchic materialized and then looked around. Treecko hopped down from his perch to examine him.

"You must take really good care of that Treecko. His scales are so shiny," May smiled.

"Yep, he gets plenty of sun. Now, let's take a look here. Ah, dad bred this one I think. He's been hatched for about a week. How about a battle?" Brendan queried.

May blinked. "A battle? Me? But I-"

"Don't worry, this is just for fun. Think of it as a learning experience. You want to grow close to Torchic right?"

"Well...yeah, I do," May responded.

"Then a battle is a good way to do that. So, how 'bout it?" Brendan questioned.

May thought for a moment. "Do you wanna battle, Torchic?" May asked after crouching down to his level.

"Torchic! Tooorrrr!" Torchic replied enthusiastically, turning to face the Treecko, a determined expression fixed upon his face.

"Sounds like he's all fired up. Alright then, let's have some fun Treecko!" Brendan grinned.

"Treecko Tree!" The reptilian Pokémon replied calmly, turning to face Torchic.

"Okay, since you're new, you can start. Ladies first as they say."

"Alright, I'll do my best. Torchic, use Ember!" May commanded.

"Get around it and use Pound!" Brendan countered.

Torchic inhaled deeply before firing a blast of flames, shotgun style, that spread out, forcing Treecko to have to jump. Having the superior speed, Treecko flipped over and slammed his tail hard onto the back of Torchic's head, sending him staggering forward. May cringed at the blow but did not faulter.

"Charge in and use Peck!" May ordered.

"Grass Knot!" Brendan countered.

Treecko channeled nature's energy through his body and thrust his open palm downward, injecting the power back into the earth. May watched wide-eyed as vines shot up from the ground and tangled Torchic's feet, tripping him onto his face. His beak got stuck in the ground. Treecko was sprinting in to finish the fight, and swung his tail only to stop as he was about to strike, his tail inches from Torchic's face.

"I think that's good for now. Your Torchic seems to be a bit shook up," Brendan pointed out.

May watched as her Torchic raced to her side and jumped into her waiting arms. "Yeah, that was tough," May began. "You're really good Brendan," May complimented.

"Thanks, and that wasn't so bad for your first battle. I'll let you in on a little secret," Brendan chuckled.

On the outskirts of Lavaridge Town stood a massive landmark called Mt. Chimney. Reaching 5000 feet at the summit, it is said that no view could ever compare to the beauty seen from the top of such a majestic volcano. Down the Jagged Pass, over a few ledges, and tucked away in the face of the mountain, was a hidden door. Footsteps could be heard drawing closer to it.

A woman could be seen making her way to what appeared to be a rock formation in the base of the mountain. She had lilac hair in the style of a kiddy bob cut with a fringe. Her eyes were a vibrant lavander. She wore a red hoodie with golden horns on the hood, as well as a red jacket and dress combo with an 'M' symbol on the top. She also wore matching gloves. Finishing off her outfit were a pair of black and red boots.

The woman seemed to be studying something on a device in her hand. She paused for a brief moment to hold up an emblem that matched the one engraved into the face of the mountain. A beeping noise was heard and the large formation moved aside slowly. The woman slipped inside and the door shut.

"Ah, Courtney. You're back," came the voice of a rather portly man.

The man was tall and rotund, with short black hair and red eyes. He was wearing a red hooded jacket with a black zigzag pattern on the bottom. He wore ankle boots and dark red shorts as well. He bore the same emblem as Courtney.

"Yes, I'm back..." Courtney replied hastily.

"So, did you find out anything new?" He pressed.

"No..." Courtney replied, "nothing interesting, Tabitha."

Tabitha raised a brow. "Nothing ever interests you huh?"

"Not really," Courtney quipped.

"Men?"

"Boring," Courtney replied dryly.

"What about Maxie?" Tabitha countered.

"Interesting, but old...and our leader."

"Women?" Tabitha tried.

"I'm straight..." Courtney grimaced.

"Worth a shot. Me?" Tabitha queried, only to be poked in the stomach by Courtney.

She had a disinterested expression fixed on her features. "You let yourself go...and we're co-workers. It's weird..."

"Ouch. I knew it was a no, but that was harsh," Tabitha laughed.

Courtney blinked and shrugged.

"Still mad at Damon and Jerald?" Tabitha queried, getting a blank stare from Courtney.

"They can go drown for all I care," she muttered before walking away.

Tabitha sweat-dropped. She's still scary as hell. I guess after those two she reverted back to her cold, detached self.

"Okay, so...don't just shout random commands. Take a strategic approach, right?" May asked Brendan as they walked back into Littleroot Town.

"Uh huh. See, right now, Torchic still has room to grow. Pretty soon he'll be able to battle a lot better, if you train him of course," Brendan explained.

"I get it. The more battles he does, the stronger he becomes! I knew that. I studied a lot from my dad. He's a Gym Leader here in Hoenn," May informed.

"No kidding. Wait...Norman! That's your dad? Awesome. I heard he's pretty tough."

"Oh, he is. Trust me, I have seen him work. It's amazing," May replied cheerfully.

"This makes me want to take the League Challenge after all. I thought about it, but now I think I really want to. Hey, maybe we can compete in the League!" Brendan exclaimed.

May sweat-dropped. "I don't know about that just yet. It sounds fun, but I will need to train more if I plan on doing something that big."

"Yeah, you're right, my bad. Anyway, my family is about to have dinner soon. Tomorrow's the day I start my journey. Maybe we'll meet up along the way," Brendan beamed.

"I'd like that. Then you could show me more techniques and stuff!" May chirped, clapping her hands together.

"Sweet. Well, it was nice meeting you May. Have a good night," Brendan said as he walked towards his house.

"Same to you! Thanks for the lesson," she called back as she headed home.

Courtney sighed as she sprawled out on her mattress. The sheets matched her hair and eyes along with the blanket. Due to the heat, she dressed lightly for bed.

Today was okay. I guess...

I think I made some progress on the study of our adversaries. Team Aqua...

What a strange bunch. They haven't the slightest shred of intelligence within their ranks, and yet they manage to get in our way at times.

Analyzing...

There must be a way to put them down. For now, I must rest. Shutting down….