DISCLAIMER – I DO NOT AND MOST LIKELY NEVER WILL OWN POKEMON

Author's Notes :

This is a story I'm writing for my daughter, Riley. She's almost 3 years old at the time of this entry. She loves watching pokemon, playing Pokemon go with Dad, and LOVES reading. I figured I'd give her something more tangible to sink her teeth into, hence the writing of this story.

So with that, please realize this was written for core audience of a 3 year old little girl.

Pokemon can communicate with humans if they've forged a strong friendship/bond, it's not logical, but it's easy for a 3 year old to understand english without fancy technology I'd have a hard time explaining.

I'll try to adhere to most Pokemon, and where they can be found in the wild, but I'll take some liberties to help shoehorn Riley's favorite Pokemon into the right parts of this story.

There may be some darker themes/elements to this story (to keep my sanity) but they'll be veiled with some snark and humor, to keep it light enough that I can read this to her.

Pokemon won't have "levels" per se, as again, not a concept a 3 year old understands. Bonding and friendship will be what drives growth and strength. Any Pokemon that has a trade requirement for evolution will be given a unique circumstance or item to assist with the evolution.

Lastly, I've noted all the pokemon my daughter LOVES from the anime, and will be including those, this isn't a "God mode" story, and it's not an over powered trainer story. It's a projection of everything I love about my kid fictionalized into a 16 year old in the crazy and fun world of pokemon.

I've NEVER written anything but grad papers and the like, so bare with me as I am new to all of this. If it sucks, sorry, just find another. If you enjoy it, I'm glad to have added a little piece of happiness into your life.

Thank you,

Napdizzle

DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT, AND MOST LIKELY NEVER WILL OWN POKEMON.

Prologue - Before you were a twinkle in his eye...

"This can't be right" he growled, clearly irritated with his lack of directional skills.

He'd been trudging through the thick foliage for what seemed like an eternity. He should have made it to the plains hours ago, and yet here he was, staring at a bog. The anger he'd battled his entire life was beginning to bubble to the surface.

"Where in the hell are we, anyway?" And as soon as the words left his mouth, a nudge at his knees brought him back to sanity. Smiling back up at him was his closest friend, confidant, therapist, mount and starter, Pixel, his loyal Flygon.

Adam and his Flygon began as a partnership of necessity. His parents were killed in a car accident when he was 7. He was sent to live with relatives in Lavaridge, and he hated them. While in transit on the train, he ripped the emergency stop chord, and bailed from the train. After days of searching, he was officially labeled as a missing person, and that was that. Unbeknownst to the rest of the world, Adam had ventured off into the wild on his own. While wandering around with his now infamous sense of direction, he came upon an injured Trapinch. It couldn't walk, and looked to be starving. Adam used the little water and food he had to help nurse the Trapinch closer to health. After two days, the Trapinch regained the ability to walk, albeit slowly. As Adam began to walk away, the Trapinch followed. After days of trudging through the forests and desert, he finally came upon Mauville City. For the next 3 years, he and Trapinch struggled through life, until Adam had saved enough money to buy a pokeball and officially catch his starter. If you'd like to know more about this story, that's unfortunate, we are here to talk about Riley :)

As Adam stood trying to make heads or tails of their situation, he spotted something in the distance. It looked to be an Altaria, which he'd rarely seen in the wild. As he concentrated on the Pokemon, he realized it was getting closer, and fast. Within seconds, there was an abrupt feminine scream.

"Look out!" was all Adam heard before he was knocked to the ground.

As Adam tried to regain his composure, it hit him, literally and figuratively, "that woman almost killed me!"

He sat up, ready to unleash hell on the woman and her Altaria. And then he saw her, an angel riding on the clouds of heaven, reaching down to help him up. He couldn't believe it, in the middle of nowhere, down on his luck and ready to snap, Arceus had delivered what proved to be one of the greatest things to ever happen to him.

"Sorry about that, Altaria evolved this morning, and I decided to take her for a ride."

There were harps in the background, the heavens had split the sky and illuminated this beauty with pitch perfect lighting. He knew then and there he would marry this girl. The problem is, she'd been talking and he hadn't heard a word.

"So anyway, if I were you I'd get moving." The angel sang.

"How can I salvage this situation" he thought, still trying to make sense of it all. Then with a stroke of genius, he had it. "My mother once told me that I wouldn't know a good thing if it hit me in the face. Judging by the fact I was just run over by a beautiful woman and her dragon, I think it's finally time I proved her wrong." Without another word, he grabbed this mystery woman in a tight embrace, leant her backwards as if they were in a waltz, and kissed her.

"I apologize for being so forward, I didn't even catch your name. I'm Adam and I'm lost."

"Crystal" she replied, wiping the blush from her cheeks.

"Pleasure to meet you, now what were you saying about us needing to get out of here?"

"There's a severe storm heading this way, they are forecasting heavy rains, wind and even potentially tornadic activity. I was on my way home to beat the storm. You are welcome to join if that Flygon of yours can keep up, but we have to move out now."

Without hesitation, both trainers mounted their dragons and took off. After an hour in the air, they landed at a quaint home with a few corrals and out buildings. As they entered the home, the weather let loose.

"Looks like we'll be stuck here a while, you may as well get cozy."

The storms subsided 2 days later. Adam and Crystal left the house a week after that, engaged to be married. He promised to reign in his adventuring, and to assist with her budding breeding business.

Over the next 16 years, they built up an impressive breeding business, and Adam still got to seek out some adventure. Crystal had begun her career breeding local Pokemon, such as Numel, Seedot and Tirtouga. Her big break came shortly after she and Adam had been married. At the wedding reception, and old friend of Adam's (and Pokemon League Champion) Nick, or Uncle Nick as he'd later be known, had a formidable team, but recently had his prized Empoleon, Buddy, injured in an exhibition. He'd asked if they could look after him, and bring him back to health. After a few weeks of R&R, his fighting spirit was back. Two months after that, while cleaning out the stalls, Crystal found an egg. And with that, one of the rarest water pokemons in the region was there's, a Piplup.

After word spread of the Champion's favor towards them, business took off over night. They received requests for every pokemon imaginable, and it was Adam's job to hunt down the proper parents for their brood. To him, being "forced" to hunt down Scyther, Gible, Houndour and the like was as much of a punishment as being told you'd won the lottery.

Not to be lost in all of the excitement, they had a beautiful baby girl. They named her Riley Joyce, and she became their whole world.