Part 1
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Hi! I'm Bidrane. I'm 17 years old. I grew up in Goldenrod back in Johto, but we're moving to Littleroot in Hoenn today. My dad got a job as the gym leader in Petalburg, so we moved here to be closer to him. Can't say I'm too impressed with the idea of moving, but hey, maybe I'll make some better friends... People in Goldenrod are assholes. Not that I blame them, it's just the way they were raised. But-- Oh! Looks like we're here.
So nice to be free of the moving van... Mom goes on for a while about how this place is so nice and quaint and how Dad bought me a new clock and so on... I go check out my room, and set the clock. Looks like my computer's set up, too... No mail, though. Looks like nobody misses me back in Goldenrod. Screw them. I head back downstairs, and Mom's watching TV already. Apparently we just missed seeing Dad on TV. Ah well.
I get sent off to introduce myself to the neighbors, apparently Dad's already made friends with some of them, so... I knock on their door, and tell the short and sweet story of how I came to be there. Apparently they've got a son the same age as me, and he's "excited about making a new friend." Sounds kinda creepy... Whatever, he can't be as bad as some of the people back in Goldenrod. *shudder* Might as well introduce myself, though, since I'm here.
I'm told he's upstairs, so that's where I go. ...But there's nobody here. There's a pokeball here, though... Wonder if it's real... *poke* "Hey! Who're you?" OhgodI'vebeencaughtIhopeIdon'tgotojailIjustgothere--"Oh, you're Bidrane, aren't you? Moved in next door, right?" Don't call the cops, I was just curious! "I didn't know that you're a girl." ...Ookay... "Dad, PROF. BIRCH, said that our new next-door neighbor is a GYM LEADER's kid, so I assumed you'd be a guy. My name's BRENDAN. So, hi, neighbor!" Well, he doesn't seem to have noticed that I was poking around his room... Hehehe... "Huh? Hey, Bidrane, don't you have a POKéMON? Do you want me to go catch you one?" Uh... Sure? Make it something cool. ...Wait, you're trying to impress me, aren't you? "Aw, darn, I forgot... I'm supposed to go help my dad catch some wild POKéMON. Some other time, okay?" Well, allright then... He wanders off, so I make my escape.
I stop by home, but Mom won't stop bugging me about not having introduced myself to Prof. Birch. He wasn't at his house, so... Guess I'll go explore the town a bit. There's a big-ish building to the South a bit. Wonder what it is. Sign outside says it's Birch's Pokémon Lab. Sounds like a good place for him to be. Only one guy in here. He says that the Prof. isn't around; Off doing field work or something. Mom won't listen, though... Off to explore more!
A little girl next to the path out of town says she hears scary noises down the path and asks me to check it out. Can't refuse such compact cute, now can I? I make my way down the path... ...This better not be who I think it is... A guy in a labcoat's getting chased around by a Zigzagoon(One of the few Hoenn pokémon I recognize). He calls out to me, saying there's a Pokéball in his bag. I check it out. There's not one, but three. I grab the one in the middle and chuck it at the Zigzagoon. Wait, what? A pokémon comes out of it... ...Is he expecting me to battle with this?! It looks kinda like a chicken, so... "Hey, you! Scratch it!" It leaps at the zigzagoon and claws at it. "Alright!" The zigzagoon growls at the bird thing... Whatever. "Do it again!" It's a vicious thing, it is, clawing at the zigzagoon with little hesitation. The zigzagoon is starting to look pretty rough. It growls again. "Keep it up, bird thing!" It leaps at the zigzagoon once more, going for the eyes. The zigzagoon passes out from the pain. The bird thing keeps at it, though... So much blood...
Prof. Birch grabs my attention away from the scene, though, and starts explaining what happened. The sounds, though... The sounds are horrible... Prof. Birch says something about me saving him and thanks me... He recognizes who I am, and pulls me to his lab.
He tells me that he's heard a lot about me from my father, and that I don't have my own pokémon yet. "With the way you battled earlier, though," he says, "you've definitely got your father's blood in your veins!" Then he tells me that he'd like me to have the pokémon I battled with earlier. He calls it a "Torchic". He asks me if I want to nickname it... The only thing that I can think of is the bloody scene from earlier... "Deathcock," I say. "...I see... ... ...Moving on!" Then he goes on to say how if I work at it, I have the makings to be an extremely good trainer. He says his son is also studying pokémon with him. He asks me if I think it's a good idea to go see Brendan. At the moment, I just want to go home, but... Maybe he'll let me vent a bit of this... I don't know what this feeling is... "Sure." "Alright, I think that's a good idea, too. Get Brendan to teach you what it means to be a trainer."
I stop by their house, but, of course, he's not there. He's nowhere in town. Great. I stop by home real quick, long enough to tell Mom that I'm going to go explore a bit farther out. "I'll be home by dinner... Don't worry about me." If only she knew what I'd seen... Telling her, though... Bad idea...
