PokeMon Johto: Crystal's Journey

 

Chapter One:

Truths and Secrets

 

Author: Ashley Angel

Catergory:  Other Trainers (Mainly Crystal, Devon, Gary Jnr and Team Rocket)

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer:  I own no PokeMon at all (sigh, yes, I'm afraid it's true), but I do own the trainers you've never met before (they're mine so don't get any funny ideas).

Summary:  Crystal Ketchum, new trainer, has to register in the Johto League, but first she must travel to Violet City.  In Violet City, she meets a handsome stranger who could in fact be a part of her life.

       

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Crystal Ketchum awoke, stiff from sleeping on the floor the entire night.  She blinked, rubbing her eyes.  Where am I?

 

The place was unfamiliar with her.  She got out her map that she recieved from the old man at Cherrygrove City.  He had also given her advice and she had decided to use it.  She saw that she was on Route 30,just outside Dark Cave.  She grinned to herself.  She was practically outside Violet City.  Her first city that she would have to face her first gym leader.

 

Ring ring!

 

She looked around for the sound.  Then it her, you're phone, girl.  She searched her bag until she found her phone.  It was her mother, Misty.

 

"Hello, honey," Misty cooed from the other side.  "How are you?"

 

"Stiff," Crystal replied.  She saw her mother smile.  "How's Dad?"

 

"Working over time," Misty said sadly.  "He's never even home and I'm uh. . .  Crystal, can I tell you something?"

 

"Yeah, what?"  Crystal said, she said, tying up her sneakers, the phone balancing between her ear and her shoulder.

 

"You're going to have a baby brother or sister," Misty told her as if she was a five year old.

 

A what?  A baby?  Her mother, Misty, having a baby?  That was impossible!  Crystal thought to herself.  Her mother heard her "non-response" and decided to yell.

 

"Crystal, honey, you'll still be our oldest girl," Misty said.  "I'm three months in."

 

"You're three months in and you didn't notice anything different?"  Crystal muttered sacrastically. 

 

"Yes I know I should of paid attention to the signs.  Vomiting.  Craving of food.  No monthly bleeding in my -. . . " 

 

"Thanks Mum for telling me, but go no further," Crystal said, shuddering.  "Anyway.  I'm going to keep going.  Bye Mum."

 

"Bye Honey.  Don't pay attention to the starnge boys, okay?"  Her mother told her.  Crystal laughed.  Her mother was still worried about her and now that boys were into the point.

 

"Don't worry, Mum.  I won't find a nice easy guy.  Remember, I'm bethrowed to that dorko-Gary."  Crystal said bitterly.

 

"Oh don't worry Honey.  You're father threw it off as soon as you left.  He hates seeing you mad," Misty said.  "Well, good-bye."

 

"Bye."

 

Dad pulled off the arrangement?  But he wanted Gary and I to-. . .  No girl, stay away from that path, she thought, shuddering.  She would never become Mrs. Gary Oak Junior.

 

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Crystal spent most of her time wandering around the town, picking up a few items.  She went into the PokeCentre to heal her Cyndaquil and Squirtle, since they had been harmed during a battle.  A boy in the centre caught her eye. 

 

He was sitting alone, a lap top on his knees and a white lab coat, although he looked no more than fourteen.  The boy looked up at stared at her. 

 

"Crystal, what a sweet surprise!"

 

Crystal turned and saw Gary Oak Junior.  She groaned and turned back to Nurse Joy, ignoring him.  She asked Nurse Joy registration papers, still ignoring Gary.  He came up to her and started talking to her.

 

"Um. . . sorry Gary, but I'm seeing someone," Crystal covered up quickly.  She sat next to the boy and whsipered, "Help me."

 

The boy grinned and kept his eyes down. 

 

"Crystal!  Whatcha doing with this. . . uh. . . computer g-. . . "  Gary began.  He was about to say "geek" but instead changed it to, "I mean, computer guru."

 

"He's analysing some stuff for me," Crystal said began.  She realised she didn't even know his name, which wouldn't have been too convincing for Gary.   "Isn't that right, uh . . . ?"

 

"Devon," he whispered roughly in her ear.  Must of read my mind, Crystal thought. 

 

"Devon.  Isn't that right?"  Crystal said, her voice panic-stricken.  She leaned back and crossed her legs, one over the other.

 

"Sure is, babe."  He said, placing a hand on her knee.  Crystal grinned to herself.  This guy's really paying off.

 

"Oi, dude, hands off my girl," Gary said, advancing on Devon.  He kept his hand on her knee and grinned up at him.  Gary got angry and raised his voice a few notches.  "Hands off my girl."

 

"Sorry, dude," Devon said, getting up and taking off his glasses, giving them to Crystal.  "But I'm afraid you're mistaken.  She's my girl."

 

"Yeah right, bozo," Gary said, his voice threatening.  "We're bethrowed."

 

"Sorry Gary, didn't you get the memo?  My father called off the marriage arrangement.  So that means, I'm a single girl," Crystal replied curtly.  "And so, I'm not yours.  I'm Devon's."

 

Gary Jnr looked like he was about to kill something and muttered something like, "Wait until my father hears about this."

 

"Go and tell Daddy, I'll wait right here," Devon said, his voice smooth.  "Wait, did I say I?  I meant, we."

 

This let Gary Jnr off.  He turned around and swung a hard punch at Devon's face, causing him to fall into his chair, almost onto his labtop.

 

"Never say that again.  Do you hear me geek?  If I see you again I'll-. . ."

 

"Well I never!  Mr. Oak, I do not appreciate fighting in my Centre.  Out!  Here's your registration papers for the Johto League," Nurse Joy exclaimed.  "Now out of my PokeCentre before I report this.  On your way."

 

Gary Jnr left the Centre with all it's inhabitants staring.  Half a dozen Chansey were surrounding Devon while they tended his face.  Crystal stared at the glasses in her hands.  They reminded her of something.  She'd seen them before. . . they were kind of like the ones her father had had. 

 

"I'm sorry about that," she apologised as they left the Centre.  "I'm sorry about the outburst."

 

"Oh it's no biggy," he replied.  He saw the registration papers in her hands and asked, "Are you registering for the Johto League Championships?"

 

"I have to.  It's kind of like my destiny," Crystal explained.  "My father was the winner of the PokeMon League and the Johto League.  He did this all in a period of six years."

 

"Would your father be Ash Ketchum?" Devon asked, his voice shakey.  Crystal nodded and spoke again.

 

"And my mum is Misty Ketchum," she told him.  "She's a great water-type PokeMon keeper.  The best in the PokeMon world."

 

"You have really famous parents," he told her.  "And that would make you. . . Crystal Ketchum?"

 

"Yeah.  And I'm going to have a baby brother or sister soon," Crystal said glumly.  "I'll bet it's a brother.  I don't have one yet."

 

"Oh don't you?"  Devon asked, his face breaking into a grin. 

 

"Nope, not yet."

 

"Hmmm. . . well, if it would cheer you up.  I have a younger sister.  She's only two years younger than me and when we were younger, we were taken apart because I wanted to become a PokeMon Researcher and she wanted to be a PokeMon Trainer," Devon told her, his eyes on the ground.  "I've never met her, but she doesn't know about me."

 

"That's so sad," Crystal replied, patting him on the shoulder.  "I'm sorry.  If it helps, the sister you describe kinda sounds like me.  But, if it were me-. . ."

 

"It is you," Devon said quietly.  "You're my younger sister."

 

"Wha-. . .?!"

 

He nodded quietly.  He put a hand into his jacket pocket and withdrew what looked like a piece of old paper.  It turned out to be a photograph.  A photograph of Ash, Misty, her and a boy, a boy she had never seen.

 

"Thats my family," Crystal said shakily.  She was shaken up inside.  This boy. . . he was her brother!

 

    

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Well, how was that?  Crystal has a brother. . . no way!  Misty's pregnant again. . . impossible!  But, I'm afriad that whatever happens here (no matter how strange it is) is what happened!  Until I write again, which is soon, see ya!