Pokemon: Lavaridge Chronicles

On a small island named a Region, called Hoenn, in a small town named Lavaridge, our story begins............. On a warm summers' evening, Flannery, a wild haired, red-headed spunky teenage girl, was sitting in the living room of a huge, sprawling four story “Manor”, or what you might call a Manor; watching TV while taking down her hair. The program she was watching is the news. "...just now receiving a signal from Ty and Gabby, it should come through shortly..." The news anchor was saying. Mura, Flannery's Grandfather, a slightly hunched over old man with an air of great strength, and a love for poetry, walks in at this moment. "I've been waiting to hear this story," He said while jabbing his finger at the TV. As he sits down, the news anchor says, "We've got the feed, here it is." Gabby, a dark-haired lady with a nosey demeanor, appears on screen from the camera Ty, stocky well built young man, is holding. "I am witnessing the most ferocious Pokémon battle I have ever seen!!!" Gabby said with almost no self-control. "And that includes the battle of Kyoger and Groudon!" "This Charizard is more powerful than any Pokémon I've ever seen in my life!" "The crater from the power of it's blast-burn is about 100 feet in diameter!" Gabby hoarsely rasped. Flannery and Mura were just staring at the TV in amazement, for on the TV was a trainer with a Charizard battling against a camper with a Numel at the foot of Mt. Chimney. Gabby says, "One hit finished off that poor Numel, with no problem...." "Wait a sec, what's he doing now?" For the trainer of the Charizard was walking towards the fainted Numel. "Hey, he just pulled something out of his pocket and fed it to the Numel..." Gabby had said. "I bet it's a Revive of some sort." Mura commented. Sure enough, the Numel got up and was full of energy. "Hey, it was a Max Revive!" "He ain't so brutal after all!" Gabby said, and as she said this, Mura shifted a little uncomfortably. Flannery didn't notice the movement, but she said, "That trainer reminds me of a couple of dreams I had..." At that moment Gabby says, "I think we found ourselves a trainer to follow, we will get as much info as we can about this intriguing young trainer..." And the feed ended there, at which point the news anchor came back into view. She said, "Now THAT was shocking!" "It's going to be hard to find a story to rival that one." "Well, in other news..." "That really was shocking..." Flannery said. "Well, I knew they were talking about a strong trainer, when they announced it earlier, but geeze..." Mura mumbled. "Flanny, yo--" "I told you not to call me that any more! I'm not a little girl, I'm nineteen years old now, I don't need my childhood name being thrown around like garbage, it's embarrassing!" Flannery yelled. "I'm sorry, old habits die hard they say," "but as I was saying you need to be careful, you saw where he was, that was barely a days walk from here, and I think that he's taking the League Challenge, so that means he will be facing you soon." "My god... I didn't think about that..." Flannery whispered with a horror-stricken face. "Calm down, I'll see what I can do. You might be able to use my Typhlosion too, but we will see." Mura reassured Flannery. "Come on, dinner is almost ready." Mura beckoned. They both got up from the couch and walked to the dining room; Mura went into the kitchen while Flannery sat down at the table. "Grampa, do you really think the Director will let me borrow your Pokémon for an Official Gym battle?" Flannery inquired. "Well, my past status a an Elite Four Member should help, and the fact that you know him personally might help some too, but we will see, because it all depends." He said while carrying over the dinner of Spaghetti and meatballs. "Grampa? I've always heard you speak of the elite four, but you never go into detail about it, how come?" Flannery asks. "My past is embarrassing and horrible, and I wish not to speak of it." Mura states very firmly. "But if it's that bad, won't the director say no?" "I'm not sure, that's why I said we will see." They sit in silence and eat for a while then Flannery says, "I hate how much hair spray and gel it takes to put my hair up!" "Well maybe you should cut, it as I've said many times." Mura replies. "No! You know I don't look even close to decent with short hair!" Flannery reasons. "Well, then stop complaining" Mura said with a slight edge to his voice. "But it's nasty to clean every day...." She persists. The next morning is just as hot if not hotter than yesterday, and there is only two people enjoying it. That would of course be Flannery, but the other person? Not Mura, he's sweating his butt off training Flannery in the gym. So who could it be? None other than our mystery trainer soaring high above the clouds on his good friend Charm. "Hey Charm, look at this view!" "I knew it was beautiful here but this is breathtaking." Charizard growls in response. "Yes you're right the heat feels good too." He said. (Wait a second! He can communicate with Pokémon?!?!) "Hey, Ho-oh, do you think this is as nice as Joto?" (Oh, not only is he flying with charm, but Moltrice and Ho-oh too.) Ho-oh gives a musical reply. "Wow so you do think it's better? Now you’re surprising me this time around!" (I guess he can talk with them...cool.) "Well, there's Lavaridge, I don't know what else to do so let's go guys." While they soar down, as was mentioned earlier, Flannery is trying to get accustomed to battling with Typhlosion. Moreover, it did not seem to be going well... "Come on Ty! I said Focus Blast!...please listen to me..." "Flannery, I don't think he's going to listen to you, I'm sorry but you’re going to have to use your Pokémon." Mura said. "Well at least I tried." Mumbled Flannery. "Yes, and that's what mostly counts." Mura sagely commented. At that moment the intercom pinged {BEEP