I am Nerdist, and this is the first time I've posted a fic on this site. All input and constructive criticism are welcome!

I do not own pokemon.

I've been labeled an outcast since before I even knew what that meant. It's rather ridiculous really, how that turned out. I was the strange one, the quiet child who would read a book or gaze out a window for hours lost in thought. Bad at interacting with people so I buried myself in books and Pokemon. And that made me even weirder, even though I was one of many children who was fascinated with Pokemon I was still the oddity. I was odd for knowing every type off the top of my head at four, memorizing the effectivity scale for offense and defense at six. Reading encyclopedias of pokemon at seven. I was the creepy fanatic who was too quiet with the creepy stare and dull blue eyes. I was the freak who never got angry when the other kids said something mean or cruel, I was the odd child who Teachers didn't know how to handle. Who's parents just left alone the majority of the time, far too busy to teach the child anything, what with two older problem children. One a supposed delinquent, the other Autistic, with both of them and a life-shattering divorce the quiet child was sat in the corner to gather dust. I Orion Sinclair am a certifiable odd child by society's standards.

It got worse after I moved to Sinnoh at age nine. I didn't want to move of course, but with mother dearest struggling to keep us afloat on a teaching salary and the oldest having left the home, the situation was getting dire. Mom was struggling immensely with extreme bouts of depression and alcoholism and various health problems such as the ruptured disk in her spine. It was up to me to take care of her and Jonah my brother. And I did my best but it quickly spiraled out of control. Until someone took notice and we were shipped off to Sinnoh from our little home in Fortree city Hoenn to big ol' Hearthome city. My "new" family consisted of my Father Marcus Sinclair who moved here a few years ago, he's a saddle maker for the local trainers, and any passing by. My step-mother Charlotte Sinclair nee Dossier who I was vaguely familiar with is a no-nonsense Gym trainer for the Ghost specialist Fantina, and finally Jonah, my special needs brother who made the trip with me. Don't we just make the most heartwarming family ever?

If only. Both parents are workaholics and the only things they do at home is either talk to each other or pamper the hell out of Jonah. Believe me, I will never be jealous of my brother, I love him. But it definitely irks me that they coddle him so much, and just tell me to be the responsible brother. Pretty much hold me at an arm's length. With Jonah, they acted like the perfect family. Me? I'm just unwanted. And that isn't me being dramatic either, I've heard them talking when they think I'm not around, they get unnerved apparently I am far too solemn and mature for a ten-year-old, and instead of doing anything to help or talk to me they just push me away.

But in all honesty, at the moment I couldn't care less about that. For one reason.

My egg's about to hatch.

Now in the old days, they would just slap a ten-year-old with a Pokemon and a Pokedex and send them scampering into the wilderness to be mauled to death by an Ursaring.

Nowadays Champion Cynthia Shirona has the league manhandled into something more respectable. (A pity the old days sound fun.) Now a kid's handed either a Pokemon or an egg (unless shown as incompetent or untrustworthy) at the age of ten than closely monitored by the teachers at the local league affiliated school for several months and trained meticulously to show they can handle it. Then if they pass they are given the title of 'Trainee' and given a three pokemon limit and are allowed to battle. Once again strictly watched by the league. Until the age of Sixteen, pass a series of tests then bing bang boom get yourself a trainers license and a six(if your skilled enough nine) pokemon carry limit and the ability to travel anywhere (except league restricted areas) and participate in leagues and contests.

Now back to my egg, in a strange display of actually caring a fraction of an ounce my father took me to the local breeder outlet and pokemon dispensary and gave me the option to grab an egg or take one of the cheap run of the mill pidgey, starly, or bidoof reserved for beginners without much money. Now My parents are not poor at all, but they would rather spend their money on other things besides a starter for me. So with my limited options, I decided to choose a lottery egg, which is pretty much what it sounds like, a bunch of randomly collected eggs that no one knows the contents of. The one I picked was a very pale green with a few red and white markings. I've cared for the little sucker for the last several weeks, taking it everywhere in its little incubator. And saved up enough to gather the proper supplies for a baby pokemon.

And now I'm in my room watching with bated breath as my little guy (or girl) is a second away from hatching. I tense up as cracks run down the shell and begin to grow wider and wider until crack. The shell bursts open revealing a little transparently green blob about the size of an orange with a little pale green head inside with a red diamond-shaped mouth and big black eyes, and a little yellow swirled horn on the top of its head. Holy crap I got a Solosis! I mean holy crap, that is so freaking cool! I can literally feel my eyes widen in shock. I love psychic types and the Solosis line are top tier psychics! How lucky can I get for a starter?! And the little newborn gives off a soft cry as it starts to try and roll around while covered in embryonic fluid.

I snap into action and scoop up the little pokemon and start with the steps the nurse Joy told me for caring for infant pokemon. First I clean the little one with warm water and a soft rag and get rid of all excess nastiness. All the while marveling over soft and smooth feel of the gel body. Solosis giggles at the cleaning and squirms constantly. And when that is done I grab the pre-prepared bottle full of gently warmed generic newborn pokemon food. (There was a chance of it being one the species that didn't need food in the same way other organics do but I am glad that my preparation paid off.) Slightly unsure of how to proceed I bring the bottle to the Solosis and watch with fascination as the babe instinctually pushes the nipple of the bottle into its gel body and then the liquid spurts out and the pale fluid spreading into the gel around Solosis' main body and then the liquid slowly dissolve as the pokemon makes a happy burble, this continues until the surprisingly hungry pokemon has finished the whole bottle, with an adorable little burp. Squee, just squee. Nuff said, and as the little squirt takes an after meal nap I take to opportunity to scan my (That word gives me a warm feeling in my chest) little pokemon with a school distributed Pokedex(Audio function turned off of course).

Solosis the Cell Pokemon- Because their bodies are enveloped in a special liquid, they are fine in any environment, no matter how severe. They drive away attackers by unleashing psychic power. They can use telepathy to talk with humans they have bonded with.

This Solosis is female and has the Ability Regenerator. Known moves are as follows- Psywave and the egg move Confuse ray(Egg move already unlocked.)

Okay, so my little girl is awesome, with a super rare ability and a super useful egg move to boot. We are going to be great when she grows up. But looking at her adorable little form something hard in my chest softens, and I can't help but feel irrevocably attached to her already, and for the first time since I was a little kid it feels like loving something or being apart of a family isn't a burden to feel relief when you can discard it. I can feel tears roll down my cheeks unrepentantly. I hear compassion is a virtue, and for making me feel it so strongly I'm gonna call my little girl Virtue. And I'm always gonna be grateful for her being born. Because she gave me hope.

An hour after waking up and Virtue is already shakily hovering around my room wanting to explore everything, and occasionally coming back to me for affection which I am more than happy to give her as I do a bit more research on how to best care for her. Apparently, Solosis are usually battle and training ready within a week, but an all-clear from nurse joy is necessary first. And it's gonna be a busy first week, my girl is gonna be eating a ton-well not literally. But a lot, which I can see from the three bottles of baby pokemon formula she's consumed since birth. And she'll be doing a lot of growth for the first few days until her metabolism and growth stabilize.

Solosis double in size in their first week which is insane but necessary for their survival in the wild. And it is vital that Solosis is introduced to as few people as possible so the bonding process and psychic awakening can go as smoothly as possible. In the wild, the parent Duosion and Reuniclus will savage anything that goes within a quarter of a mile during this early maturation. In the wild, the parents transfer the knowledge for control and use of their powers. With a trainer, it is essential that they create the bond so the Solosis learn to gain control themselves and intuit the necessary skills in order to safely cohabitate with the bonded human.

After that first week slowly introduce them to other pokemon and loved ones and then everything else for proper acclimatization. And so I hurried to text my parents and explain the situation to them, even aloof as they are they understand the importance of properly taking care of baby pokemon so they promised to leave anything I need including food at my door for the week, and they'll alert the school and the local nurse joy in case anything happens.

So now my week of isolation with a baby psychic starts, and I am surprisingly looking forward to it.

"Good girl Virtue! Your awesome, I'm so proud of you!" I give my little girl a tired smile. "Now could you please give me back my book? I promise we will have fun in a little bit. Okay, sweetie?"

Said book was dropped into my lap with a happy chirp as Virtue bobbed up and down then seated herself in my rattata's nest of rust-colored hair.

~Read! Read! Then Fun!~

Today marks the final day of Virtues first week and I am honestly a little sad for it to end. As the Pokedex said Virtue consumed a ton of formula the first few days before moving to solid food, going through several pounds berries and psychic food, and consequently growing a few inches larger in every direction. It was honestly kind of alarming to watch her dissolve a berry almost as large as her in her gel in a matter of minutes.

And it seems the larger she gets the more energy she gains, becoming a hyperactive little bundle of levitating joy as she zooms everywhere far more in control than her first day, obviously trying to test her limits. She gained the ability to grasp things with her powers on the third day and has been steadily increasing her limit, now as she just demonstrated being able to levitate rather large books.

One thing that surprised me was the depth of the bond made. Within a day she was already projecting emotions and need. A day later and I was able to send thought and impressions back, and she devoured knowledge at an astonishing rate, fully understanding my spoken language since early yesterday, while her speech is still rather babyish she is progressing rapidly. largely this week has been me bonding emotionally with her and watching her grow and us playing many games, her favorite one being tag, in which I would try to bop her with a finger and then she would try to nuzzle my face. I can't remember the last time I've been so happy and peaceful, well as peaceful as it can get with Virtue trying to get into everything. One thing I am really excited for is when we can start training, Virtue has shown an extremely positive reaction to all thoughts and memories I have shown her of past battles. At first mildly wary she now is very eager and sees it as exciting and yearns for the challenge and growth it will bring. Yep, my little girl has a competitive streak and a fighter's heart already. I couldn't be prouder.

After I finish the book then have a heated game of tag which I won despite Virtue's insistent claims otherwise, followed by lunch I introduce her to the thing I have been most nervous about.

Her Pokeball, specifically a Premier ball, while cheap and with no special effects I wanted something more unique than a regular Pokeball and this was the best option. And so I tell her to wait as I bring out the ball and explain this to her. As I show it to her I explain it's full purpose and explain that she will still be able to talk to me telepathically as I found through research. And that she will only spend the absolute minimum inside the said ball. She thought it over for a few moments staring at the ball intensely before a determined expression crossed her face as she headbutts the ball and gets sucked in.

I stare dumbly for a few seconds before bursting out laughing as I hear the 'ding' signifying capture.

~Rai-Rai Not funny!~ So I can hear her through the ball. Neat.

"It's a little funny" I take a second to compose myself before staring at the ball in concern.

"You okay in there Sweetie? Do you want out?"

~It's funny in here! Not bad, stuffy. Rai-Rai out please.~ Seven days old and already saying please. I'm so proud!

I let her out and watch as she reforms and shakes herself off before floating over to nuzzle my hand. She then gives me a curious look.

~Meet others now?~ I sigh before rubbing her head softly, eliciting a giggle. After a few seconds, I nod.

"Yeah, let's meet the others."

~Yay!~ I smile at her cheer before holding up her Pokeball.

"Can you get inside so we can surprise everyone?"

~Yup~ And she giggles cheerfully as the red light envelopes her and she gets sucked into the ball. Even then I can hear her.

~Go go go! Surprise!~

On that bubbly note (Pun intended) I exit my room for the first time in seven days and go down the stairs from the second floor where the bedrooms are and head into the living room where I can usually find the others during the day, Dad is sitting in his chair watching t.v with his his Granbull Daisy curled up next to him, the rest of his team probably outside. And Charlotte is probably at work. Jonah is sprawled on the couch avidly fixated on the movie they are watching. (A fast-paced Pokemon Ranger Action movie that Jonah loves). His pokemon sprawled on top of and around him.

Now while most would think that those with mental disabilities wouldn't be given pokemon, in reality, it is actually the exact opposite. They are usually given pokemon as soon as possible to assist with day to day life. At thirteen years old Jonah has three pokemon, his starter Abby a Kadabra who adores Jonah, Puppy his Furfrou, who as you can guess he got as a puppy who is very playful and loves it when Jonah rides him. And his Ambipom BeeBee, who has a habit of making a mess. The moment I fully enter the room both Puppy and Daisy perk up and they run over to me so the can lick my face and sniff me to make sure all is right in the world of Orion. And I can't help but laugh as I push the two off me and sit up and pet them. As much as I struggle with people I can't help but love pokemon, there is just something so… Loveable about them, all of them. Dad pauses the television and both he and Jonah both turn to me with varying degrees of excitement. Dad expectant and Jonah ecstatic.

~Jonah wants to know if Orion-brother is going to show us the new pokemon~

That was Abby translating Jonah's thoughts because while he can speak it is exceedingly difficult for him and he gets frustrated with it so more often than not Abby does the talking for him. Also on a side note, it is rather interesting that Abby's telepathic voice is rather monotone and calm while Virtue's is childish and bubbly.

I nod and ask for a bit of room, Puppy, and Daisy both move back obligingly. And I stand.

"Okay, I am about to let her out so everyone please remain calm and give her space, don't rush her." I send a knowing look at the all the pokemon, who except for Abby have a tendency to get over excited. They all nod bashfully. So I step back and take a deep breath.

"Virtue come on out little one!"

I press the button on the Pokeball and she bursts out and is practically vibrating in excitement. She stays still for barely a second before buzzing around the room noticing random things. She then notices everyone in the room looking at her and gives an alarmed cry, ramming herself into my chest. I give an amused huff. As I hold her to me and pet her lightly

"Come on sweety nothing to be afraid of I promise. They all just want to meet you, no worries baby. I'm here they won't hurt you I promise."

And with that, she pokes her head out as I introduce her to everyone. And little by little she warms up to them, getting over the initial shock of actually seeing other people, and this time her excitement didn't overwhelm her. She first floated over to Abby, curious about the older psychic type. And from the telltale glowing blue eyes, they appear to be having a psychic conversation. I divert my attention from Virtue, comfortable with leaving her to Abby (who is experienced with caretaking), and turn to my father, where he appeared to be waiting to talk to me. The brown haired brown eyed man giving me his usual awkward and slightly tense smile, as if expecting me to explode at any second. How ridiculous.

"So that's your starter huh? Bit of an odd name though. Virtue right, better than something like blob I guess!" He chuckles awkwardly at his own poor attempt at humor while I just shrug.

"The name fits her, and we both like it."

"Oh, ok" Dad fidgets uncomfortably for a few seconds before his eyes light up.

"You gonna head over nurse Joy to give her a once over?"

"No, tomorrow. Today is about getting her used to the idea of other beings aside from me. tomorrow I'll take her to Joy first, make sure everything is in order, see if there is anything else I need to do, if not I'll take her to some of the less populated areas of town. Get her some exposure to outside, and things that I don't have a strong connection to, so she can learn not to depend solely on the bond." Dad leaned forward in interest, seemingly forgetting his awkwardness.

"How does that work exactly? Can she already use telepathy? I thought a pokemon could only do so after significant practice? I don't really know all that much about psychics but Abby was already speaking when you moved here. Is that from a bond too?"

Huh. A surprisingly good question, though when I and dad can get along and he can put aside my age in favor of my brains we can sometimes have an intellectual conversation.

"Well when Psychic type pokemon are born they need another preexisting mind to essentially latch on to, this grounds them and helps to gain control of their newly burgeoning powers, as well as create a moral background for the Psychic to act on because of they mentally mature so fast. That is why Psychics raised by humans from birth are usually far more sociable from the get-go and more understanding of human principles in conjunction with their natural instincts. When with their parents they are basically given a condensed understanding of psychic power and how to use it and learn emotions later, and work with mostly instinct along with that knowledge. The opposite of human-raised Psychics."

I pause for a second to look over at Jonah delightedly rubbing virtue on the head. And I can't help the smile that works its way onto my lips. I force myself back to the conversation. Oblivious to the surprised look on my father's face.

"As for the telepathy, she can do so with me as a side effect of the intimate bond formed between minds at the developmental stage that was used to help her assimilate and absorb knowledge at a fast rate. That connection makes it possible for us to share thoughts and impressions with very little psychic energy needed, it is nearly instinctual since our minds are familiar with each other. Otherwise, most Psychics cannot get the necessary control and power for such a feat until either they evolve or reach their later maturation stage even longer to interact with psychic resistant species in such a way. Only a few species have the born ability of indiscriminate telepathy."

My father just looked at me for a moment before sighing and shaking his head. Giving a little laugh afterward.

"Sometimes you really don't sound like a ten-year-old."

Wow, way to state the obvious dad.

"Most of the time I don't feel like one."

Dad just gave me this look that he gets sometimes when we talk. Like I just said something incredibly sad and I don't even realize it. Welp. There's no use crying about it.

~Rai-Rai!~

And it is on this note that Virtue runs (Floats?) over and starts orbiting around my head in excitement.

~I learned! I learned! Abby smart! Jonah smart too! Jonah good at petting! Puppy is fluffy! I like fluffy, need fluffy things more often! Daisy big! Big big big fairy! Beebee's tails are hands and her hands are tails! Oh! I love you best Rai Rai.~

I laugh softly and gently pluck Virtue from mid-air before she makes me and herself dizzy. I can't help but laugh again at how she is literally bouncing in her gel. And I decide to respond through the bond instead of out loud. Making sure to address everything in order, this is part of her learning process too.

~Learning is good sweetie, and yeah they are, and yeah he is. He has a lot of experience at it. And yes he is fluffy! I like fluffy things too, and I can get a few toys that are fluffy for you sweetie~ I smile at the ensuing happy squeal before continuing.

~Daisy is big, and really nice too! And she is a fairy, good job on learning that Sweetie! And huh, I never thought of it that way. And I love you best too my smart little girl.~

She gives a heart-melting laugh at that and buries herself into my chest as I gently hug her. I savor the warm feeling in my chest as I bring us over to one of the many chairs in the room and sit down with her as Dad rewinds the movie to the beginning and we all sit back and enjoy. As I enjoy explaining the movie to Virtue I never notice the relieved looks my father sends me throughout the movie. And I never notice the picture he takes on his phone of me smiling down at her or the caption 'I've never seen him so happy!' or the reply from Charlotte 'Neither have I… I'm happy he's happy. The kid deserves it.'

But I don't notice any of that, I just bask in the glow that is my little Virtue.

When Charlotte comes home she introduces herself to Virtue before she barrages me with several questions with the conversation being only slightly awkward. We have dinner soon after, and for once it is surprisingly enjoyable. It's like having Virtue around has put a whole new spin on things, making my burdens just that little bit lighter.

After dinner, I head to bed, and as I try to fall to sleep I just look at Virtue breathing lightly on my chest and it's impossible to get this stupid grin off my face.

We're gonna be the very best. For some reason that sounds copyrighted…. Oh well, still works. The next day I head to the Pokemon Center with Virtue secured in her ball, mainly so with her limited sense of things outside the ball she could get gradually used to the outside world instead of being thrown in face first. When we get there for our appointment the Nurse Joy assigned to us (there are five Nurse Joys and two Doctors staffed to the Hearthome Center, Hearthome is Trainer heavy) is both efficient and kindly as she checks over Virtue, asking me a few questions about her behaviorisms, eating habits, psychic powers, her moves, ability, etc. She also intensively inquired about the fledgling bond.

What she told me in response startled me.

"First off I must say it is very good that you have taken such good care of your Solosis, and the bond seems healthy and it is very good that you've been polishing her gel membrane, this promotes enhanced elasticity and durability as she mature. I'll make sure to leave a positive note for you on your League profile." That is a huge plus, any league affiliated individual with high enough clearance can leave footnotes for other officials to see, and for a student, this goes a long way in securing a Trainer's license at the age of sixteen instead of the later age of eighteen where regular students graduate and can help give the opportunity to have an extended carry limit of nine instead of six. To get one a week into being a Trainee is phenomenal.

I give her a smile and a thank you for that.

"However I do need to ask about your knowledge pertaining to the ability Regenerator." My eyes widen slightly in confusion before I answer.

"From what I read it seems to be a form of accelerated healing, most common when put into stasis such as being put into a Pokeball or succumbing to a healing feint." Nurse Joy gives an unimpressed look.

"Correct, but can you guess what that entails?" I think for a few seconds before answering.

"It would also give the pokemon an increased metabolism correct? Because that energy is being directed into healing at a fast pace while the wounds themselves heal, and perhaps rest would restore some strength as well, they would need a larger energy pool to draw on in response so their calorie intake would be notably higher than the average of the species. I think? It didn't mention anything in the research I did with the league database."

Nurse Joy unimpressed look quickly morphs into one of calm surprise and she raises an eyebrow.

"Huh, so your intelligence wasn't overplayed on your profile. I guess I lost that bet. Not bad kid." I was bet against? Ouch.

"Anyways while that is largely correct the Ability also has another facet that is not well known because of its rarity, same with the increased calorie intake. Only one in several hundred Solosis get it and it is one of the species most likely to get it.

The Ability Regenerator is called such because these Pokemon are born with bodies that assimilate and store energy at a far faster pace than normal. And while this does increase metabolism and appetite it also largely increases the natural size of a Pokemon leaving them around 150%% larger on average. This is not to be mistaken for the genetic variation king size with a 400% larger size average.

Currently, your Solosis is still too young for it to take effect just yet but in about a month her appetite will double at the least and she will go through an extreme growth spurt. Unfortunately for the Solosis line, their Psychic abilities do not increase proportionately so they have to expend far more psychic energy to maintain their airborne status. Which makes them far more vulnerable in the wild, and their firepower is lacking compared to the rest of their species. And while this does even out with the evolution to Duosion leaving them extremely formidable they do struggle at their starting stage.

Luckily this can be offset marginally by working from early on to increase Psychic power with several different League recommended exercises that I have taken the liberty of sending to your Pokedex.".

I give my thanks and leave in a daze from the information dumped upon me. As we reach a less populated area in town I decide to let Virtue out of her ball and after a brief moment of adjustment we continue walking (or floating in her case). During which I try and hash out a training schedule, especially since I have to pretty much throw out my original plan of focusing on first refining her initial moves, to add just a bit more versatility, then focus on strength training.

Instead of that, to prepare her for her future problems we are going to focus almost solely on strengthening her psychic powers and finetuning her control, after her growth spurt we'll make sure she's adjusted then split focus between move training, maneuvering, dodging, live combat practice, and still have strengthening workouts spread between this. Virtue being the little angel that she is just taking all this in with grace and a giggle, seemingly excited for the challenge.

~So I'm gonna get all big and strong?~

~As long as you eat plenty and work hard, yeah.~

~Yay! Imma beat up everyone!~ D'aaaw, and oh…...That's both scary and adorable at the same time. And kinda makes me wonder...

~Hey Virtue?~

~Hey Rai-Rai!~ I roll my eyes at her obvious playfulness

~You know what I meant I was trying to ask a question.~

~Than ask!~

~Okay, why are you so excited for battling?~ She thinks for a second before giving a confident answer.

~Because Rai-Rai likes it so much! Rai-Rai's excited for it so, so am I! Plus being strong sounds fun!~ As good an answer as any I guess.

~Fair enough.~

Well, one thing is for certain. This month is gonna be busy as hell, and I hope we're ready for it.

First chapter done! Hope to update pretty frequently!

-Nerdist out.