Constant Box: Part 1

"Fucking pervert..."

Such spiteful words. Such a venomous tongue. Such words that shouldn't leave her lips. She was a woman, still young in the eyes of many. Two decades, she has spent on this fair planet. Many don't even make it that far. She was much to anti-social, much to vulgar to be of this age. To be of twenty-years-old.

Ricka Constant, age 20. She fiddled with her hand on her belt, groaning in silence from the situation she was caught in. Her blue eyes moved to her left; nothing but grassy roads. She turned over to her left; once again, grassy roads. This world is crafted entirely of grassy roads. It is the ultimate staple of the planet she lived on. Children, ten years younger than she is, will travel these roads for lands unbound. She was the same way, a decade ago. A ten-year-old girl, brimming with amazing prowess. The world was at her back; she was going to fold the future.

Fat chance. She did no such thing. The papers will beguile you of tales about trainers named Red and Gold, freaking Black, and how these trainers not only saved their regions from some untold destruction, but also became League Champion. But, as you must realize, in the world of Pokémon, stories like these are completely believable.

So where did Ricka compare to all of this? Where was she? Why should you care? You don't know Ricka Constant, and she sure as hell doesn't know you. You don't care, you want to hear stories about these kids named Red and Gold and Black. But instead you have her. Ricka Constant, twenty-year-old Pokémon Trainer from Unova. Or Hoenn. Hell, some would even say Johto of all places

Ricka stared up to the heavens above, while her hand removed the headphones from her head. She had heard the song playing in her buds about fifty times now; she didn't need to hear it again. In her hand a card key. It seems that, despite this places rustic feel, it still owned the modern-day technology needed to properly function. To bad the owner of this place was a complete creep. She watched him as he eyed her chest and ass, like she was a freaking statue. It was creepy as all hell. Yet she was just going to ignore it, as best she could. She needed a place to sleep, anyway.

'Building 12'. That's what her card said. Ricka sighed from the sight of it, before glancing off to the many buildings that peppered this area. Numbers, ranging from 1 to 15, were on these buildings. Every single one of them were dark. And this made complete sense; this rest area was so far off the beaten path, Ricka herself was surprised when she found it.

But hey, Building 12 was right behind her. She walked up the wooden staircase, her blue eyes taking in the raw country feel of things. This was all ruined by the card key slot that replaced the traditional doorknob. Ricka didn't particularly care, she just found it odd. A silver key would've been good enough, honestly.

She slid her card key down the slot, triggering its green light. The subtle thumping of switches within the door eventually opened it up, causing Ricka to groan out. She didn't even waste time in taking off the heavy Pokébelt that sat around her waist. As she kicked the door close behind her, she hung her belt upon the room's bedpost. Only moments later, she fell face first into her bed for the evening.

Ricka had no idea what she was doing with her life anymore. No longer did the prospect of becoming a Pokémon League Champion intrigue her. Well, that's not a complete truth. Who doesn't want to have fans world-wide? Who doesn't want to be respected for their Pokémon Battling skills? Seriously, if she didn't want to become a Champion, why did she leave home all those years ago?

Ricka thought she passed that time in her life where she wondered what she wanted to be, but that didn't appear to be the case here. She really did not know what to do right now. But, hey, Ricka is a creature of habit. Tomorrow, she would wake up and resume her Pokémon Journey, without even a forethought about things.

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It had been a while since she did this. Rushing from vine to vine at speeds that were near blistering. Hurtling from branch to branch; she flipped down from the canopies. Grass and leaves were rustled by her quick and fluid actions. She leaped from tree branch to tree branch with the skill and grace befitting any Infernape. But she was not an Infernape. Instead, this young child that swung through trees like some feral Pokémon, was a human.

Rei, age 10. She landed on a tree branch where her light weight kept her from breaking it. Her indigo hair flowed through the wind, while her azure blue eyes scanned the fields before her. The trees vanished from this point, leading to a forest clearing. The ten-year-old couldn't help but to sigh in absolute disappointment from the sight. Sitting down on the branch, this trainer found her eyes lining the edges of a wooden building.

Urrrrrrrrrrgggghhhh...

Rei grabbed her stomach, groaning as it too groaned. It had been a while since she ate something. The Pokémon Berries in this area weren't good, and honestly, it made her quite sick. Instead, she'd need to find something else to eat. Her stomach was making it real hard to think straight, and it was even making her antics in the trees slip.

She knew her actions were wrong, really she did, but hunger outweighed everything. Rei leaped down from the trees above, landing in the grass below. She looked up to the canopies above, whilst settling her nerves for what she was about to do. She was deft in her actions, dashing left and right through the grassy fields below. To some who saw her, they would see nothing but a blur. She wasn't a human; that title didn't fit her. She was more like a Pokémon in human clothing.

Rei was such an unnatural girl. Sure, she wore human clothing, but this might as well have been a faux. Not when such a being moves this fast. Humans don't act this feral. Placing her back up to a wooden wall, the ten-year-old could hear sounds coming in from the other side. She moved her head up to an adjacent window. There were lights beaming through the glass, lights that attracted her. Rei placed her fingers on the window's seal, while her blue eyes peered inside.

There was this box that showed various images. Cartoons, it would seem. But then, the images would change. Constantly, one after another, they would shift around, being too fast for Rei to even figure out what she was seeing. From cartoons, to real people, to even Pokémon Battles. Yeah, the Pokémon Battles; they attracted her so. On screen, two dragons. Yes, dragons. A streamlined being who was blue and red. It flew on such flat wings. Its opponent, a bulkier beast. It was tall and ever so muscular. But in spite of its muscular frame, it was able to fly with grace.

"Salamence," Rei whispered a she watched the first dragon roar, "And... Dragonite..." she mused, whilst gazing at the second beast.

"Pssshhhaaaaw!" a voice also echoed from the other side of the wall, "I swear, these trainers are such scrubs," it was a woman's voice, one that seemed slightly belittling. Maybe it was because of what she watched on a screen, "I swear, my Haxorus could put these fools in their place."

Rei's blue eyes glided away from the magical box of images, and instead to the woman who watched them. She laid in the bed, nicely clean sheets covering her body. Her foot stuck out from the bottom of the blankets, elevated high for one leg rested above the other. Rei stared further up this woman, stopping when her eyes rested on her face. This redheaded woman seemed so assured of her own abilities as she watched the Pokémon battle on the screen. With every move they made, she usually had a snarky remark, as if grading them. Like she were a teacher.

Rei was smart, she could tell things about this woman. She saw the Poké Balls sitting around bed's post, and judging from the woman's disparaging remarks, she were a Pokémon Trainer. But none of that was what attracted Rei to her. Sure, she were a Pokémon Trainer; Rei was too. And as much as she would have enjoyed a Pokémon battle right now, there were two things stopping her from doing this. First off, she knew how people get when one suddenly drops in on them and ask for a Pokémon Battle. Why else was she in the woods? Secondly, Rei's stomach was growling extremely hard.

And this woman had what she had. Rei watched with glowing eyes as this woman lifted a candy bar and took a bite out of it. The woman moaned from delight thanks to the taste, while her eyes watched the carnage unfold before her.

"Use Dragon Claw!" the woman yelled, as if she were there physically.

Almost every time she uttered a command this woman would take a bite out of her candy, and this only made Rei hungrier. The mere thought of food was enough to make Rei shake; she really needed something to eat. She had to have more food, right?

"I swear," this woman said as she crumbled up the now empty wrapper, "Is every Pokémon Trainer, other than myself, an idiot or something? I said use Dragon Claw, like, six times!"

The woman tossed the wrapper into the corner of the room, where it landed in a trash bin. Then she grabbed her Poké Belt and opened a pouch that sat upon it. To Rei's childish surprise, the pouch was filled to the brim with candy. All the kinds she had ever tried, and many she had never tried, sat within the pouch. The child began salivating, as one thought ran through her mind; she had to get that belt!

With the skills befitting Greninjas, yes Greninjas, Rei dashed around the building. She found one opening that was lest conspicuous; a chimney stack. With amazing skill, she was able to climb up the wooden buildings side and land on the roof. Her pound caused a slight sound to echo out, making Rei locked up. To her relief, the woman inside seemed too preoccupied to notice the sound. Rei dashed around to the home's chimney and stuck her head in. She immediately pulled back out when ash covered her face.

If there was ever a time to turn back, it was right now. Obviously, the woman wouldn't like a child to just drop in from nowhere. It took the ten-year-old a few moments to gain the courage to do so. She'd be in and out, just like that. Besides, she could no longer fight against her raging tummy. She stood on the chimney and gazed down the black hole. And after a few moments of shaking, she leaped inside.

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"To be a master! Pokémon Master! I will be writing, the greatest chapter! Now Poké Ball Go! Go! Go! And all the children say; Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah!"

BAM!

"RRRRAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!?" Ricka screamed, "What the hell was that!?"

She cupped her chest, hiding it from invisible eyes. The water from the show spout still slammed against her face, drenching her body and hair. Her blue eyes peered toward the bathroom's door, wondering what sound just echoed into her ears. It was loud and sounded like a bang! Like an Electrode just self-destructed. Okay, maybe not that loud, but it sure did scare her like one.

It was rare for Ricka to be scared, but she'd be damned if that sound didn't make her a little girl again. After swallowing her spit, she stared over to the bathroom's sink. Sitting there, undisturbed by sight and sound, a red and white Poké Ball. A classic.

With one hand grabbing a towel and the other hand grabbing the capsule, Ricka stepped out from the bathtub. She swallowed her spit, and then wrapped her towel around her body. The towel went from her chest, all the way down to her knees. And it seemed to be Egyptian cotton; this little area had everything!

But Ricka shook it off; now was not the time to enjoy her brief stay. Someone, man or woman, probably man, was outside in her room! Worst of, her Pokémon were sitting in their Poké Balls, ignorant of this burglar. What if it was a Pokémon thief? Ricka would surely explode from anger and malice! She wrapped her hands around the door's golden knob, while she settled her nerves. She was going to make this intruder suffer.

Ricka slowly opened the door, sending a silent creek through the area. Her blue eyes lined the room, seeing a black ash of all things. It all centered on the rooms very nice fireplace. Right beside the fireplace, in the center of the ash, was a humanoid shaped being. Ricka had never seen anything like it; it was no Pokémon. This was a demon!

"Oh... Rei head hurt..."

"Go! Yuri!" Ricka yelled as she threw out her Poké Ball, "Use Vice Grip!"

Ricka's Poké Ball opened, releasing a brilliant flash into the air. It was a short bipedal Pokémon with a pale yellow body, and black arms and feet. But most terrifying of this creature was the mouth that stuck from the back of its head. This Pokémon had a second mouth!

"Mawile!" the Deceiver Pokémon cried as she hopped up and down on her feet.

Rei's eyes widened, causing ash to get in by accident. She yelled and rubbed her eyes, making her bounce around like a little monster! Both Ricka and Yuri watched this little beast thrash about, eyes of shock on their face. But the Mawile quickly sprang into action. Her back mouth opened, trapping the little beast with a massive pair of jaws.

Rei felt a warm, wet, and slimy object slide across her body. It didn't take her a while to figure out it was a tongue. She struggled as best she could within this Pokémon's mouth, but it wasn't working. The clamp was just too strong; she needed help! Rei's fingers traveled down to her skort pockets, touching upon a Poké Ball of her own. When she grabbed it, she yelled out,

"Pichu!" she cried, "Thunder Shock!"

Rei's Poké Ball opened up, causing everything to shine brightly. Maybe it was the ash on her body, or her Pokémon's generally good aim. All Rei knew is that she was spared any painful voltage. The being who held her captive however, was not as lucky. It was turned a brilliant yellow color, as powerful lightning charged through its body. Rei was freed, seeing the light of the room she sneaked her way in to. At the same time, Rei's Pokémon fell through the air.

A tiny mouse, it was yellow with black edges around its ears, neck, and tail. It was so incredibly cute as well. But unlike the rest of its species, this Pokémon had three pointed spikes at the edge of its left ear.

"Chuuu!" the Tiny Mouse Pokémon cried from joy.

Falling over, Rei and her Pokémon rolled across the floor, stopping with expert skill. Then she turned around.

Blue eyes met blue. Ricka and Rei stared at each other long and hard, both holding this 'Deerling caught in headlights' gaze. Neither side knew what to do, so they just stared at each other. Only their Pokémon appeared to retain level heads, for they quickly prepared themselves for battle. It was Ricka who ended up moving first.

"Crap!" she remarked, "Another Pokémon," then she pointed out her finger, "Yuri! Fire Fang!"

"MAWWWW!" the Deceiver Pokémon yelled as she leaped for her foe, her back jaw being suddenly set aflame.

"Pichu! Volt Tackle!" Rei yelled out first.

The Pichu turned blue, lightning charging throughout her body, before she too rushed for her foe. In the center of the room, they collided.

Maverick Talks!

Hello my friends, and welcome to the first chapter of Constant Box! I dare say, this is very special story by me, for two very important reasons! So let me start from the beginning.

Let me start from the beginning. I enjoy doing this RP with people online, but one of them was really fun. Her name is Animegirl426. Her character Rei is really cool, so I thought I'd write a story about my character Ricka and her character Rei working together. This is, for me at least, the first collab I've ever done. So that's reason number 1 why this is special.

Reason number 2, I've always wanted to write a story like this. You see, for this story, I want you all, the readers, the favoriters, the followers, to send in your own personal OC their Pokemon and what not, and I'll write them out! So, in a way, this is a request thing, yeah!

But here's how this works. First, you have to review. You want your character and whatnot in this story, you're gonna have to review. Secondly, you'll need to explain things out to me. Like, who is your character, what does he or she look like, what are his or her Pokemon. Pretty much, give me a bio of your character. You can give me a bio in a review, or by PM. Me personally, I recommend a PM. With a PM, you can give me an accurate depiction of your character and in greater detail. But, of course, you can still do it through a review if that's your liking. I don't mind.

So, yeah, there ya go! I hope you like the first chapter of Constant Box! And boy, I can't wait to see what you give us! Seriously.

But let me say this. I own Ricka, she's my character. Rei is owned by Animegirl426, she's her character. Me personally, I hope you enjoyed my portray of Rei in both this chapter and the next.

Just to say this, for those who are fans of mine and are wondering when that story staring Leaf is going to be made, let me just say this. It's really, really, hard to study the Orange Island Arcs. Primarily because I'm trying to watch the episodes, and I now remember the anime sucks so freaking hard! I guess I just accept this stuff more as a child than now.

And, yeah, this is only part 1 of the beginning. Go figure, right?

Maverick Kay Prime