Chap 1: My normal Life

Ok here's the first chapter of my Pokemon Princess Story. Enjoy -

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon!

To live teenagerhood, a dream I feel will never come true. However, strangely enough, I am content with that. My name is May Maple,and I am an average 12 year old orphan girl, just to get it out. I grew up not knowing who my parents were. That's left me with my step-mom, who happens to be like the one on Cinderella and is working you off like a slave.

That so far is my entire life in a nutshell. And now, I am free to tell you my story.

When I was 6, I ended up in the orphanage with memory loss. Then I got adopted by this woman named Kira Masaki. She's a paranoid woman who thinks she still as young as me. The devil with heels. She works me like her maid; scrub the floors, clean the windows, all those chores that a 'mother' should be doing for their little kid. Sure I'm old enough to do chores, but not all of them, let alone outrageous ones like scrub the floors with a brush or clean all the fire places in the house or wash all of the windows.

If you haven't figured it out by now, my house was very big compared to a normal sized apartment.

My room lies in the house attic, which I am proud to call my real home. It is humble and quaint, despite the intended miserable style my step mother intended for me. A single window was present in my slanted wooden ceiling, facing the yard of my house, green grass and flowers and all, courtesy of my gardening and a 'how to' book from the school library.

To keep alive my humanitarian childhood, I have friends from school, with whom we each share a common interest, Pokemon. Pokemon is a famous video game that we've grown up with since your younger elementary days.

"May! Hurry up we're going to school!" called a voice from outside my window, belonging to that of Misty Waterflower. My lone window led to the backyard, where my friends would call for me on our way to school.

Meanwhile, upstairs I sat in front of my wooden dress, attached to a mirror. It was one of the three simple pieces of furniture I had in my room: the dresser, the bed, and the desk. As I stood in front of the mirror I put on my necklace, one of which I have worn countless times, and as I grew, everyday I wore it. It's charm consisted of that in the form of a mini Pokeball, from the video games. I can't remember where I got it, but I know it wasn't from the local toy store where most Pokemon merchandise is sold.

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"And I caught a Pikachu!" announced Ash, continuing his stories of his recent 'adventures' with his Pokemon video game. You wouldn't be surprised he said phrases like that. He was a dedicated fan of the franchise.

"Hm, that doesn't surprise me. Just about all your Pokemon are Pikachu, Ash." Misty remarked, eyeing the boy with a bored expression.

Ash was the only guy friend I had in Hajime Middle School. He is probably the biggest Pokemon fan in the entire school. This is why he's one of the "uncool" kids. But to me and my other friends, he's pretty decent. His personality was one of that untouched by the bad outside events of the world, and that's what I admired about Ash.

"I'm still wondering how you can tell them apart since they're all the same." I commented, joining in the conversation.

"Hey it's my favorite Pokemon! And we both know Torchic's your favorite one, May," Ash replied in defence, but it was the truth. I also played the Pokemon Video Games, as did Misty. Many students in Hajime Middle School played the said game, just not as much as Ash.

"Hey Ash, can you take my games again? My mom might take them away for 'super summer chores' or something like that."

"May I'm telling you, you've gotta tell someone about that mom of yours," Ash said with an amused look and a cocked left eyebrow.

"Yeah, you should put an end to this." Misty added.

"I don't wanna end up in the orphanage again," I replied with almost no interest. Ash and Misty tried to talk to me about this just about everyday, whether it be in the morning, afternoon, or anything else in-between. "Anything's better than there."

"Then if you won't leave it to the authorities, why not do it yourself?" Misty suggested, "I'll give you some of my camera water bombs."

Ash and I starred at Misty in curiosity as our walk stopped to a halt, almost comically. "...What?" I finally spoke.

"You hide it in some water and becomes camouflages with its surroundings. It'll record everything from 6 different angles for you, and then when your done you press the red blinking button. But if it's found, it'll explode in the water," Misty explained rather quickly. I blinked my eyes

"And that's a good thing?" Ash questioned the red-head, a little unsure.

"Well, I guess it isn't. Still trying to work out that bug," Misty replied, pondering her thoughts up at the sky. She was the smartest in our group, IQ wise. She's also a great inventor, with most of her inventions revolving around water for some articulate reason. Although, you wouldn't be too uneased by that revelation seeing her actions in her Pokemon games, all of her Pokemon being Water Type. And besides, her inventions really come through...sometimes.

"Hey at least we're at school now. And it's the last week of 7th grade so there are no classes. Free period all day!" Ash said, trying to bring up an exciting subject.

We arrived at school building and went to homeroom. Let's just say I wasn't the most popular girl at school. Since I didn't have a lot of nice clothes like the other girls did, the guys just overlooked me. It was common for me to wear the same thing more than once. A typical middle school clique we are, us being the smallest, quiet but somehow unique group of kids.

"Hm? Hi guys!" yelled a dark haired girl from across the room as she turned around from a group of other girls.

That was Dawn Santezz , my other best friend. She was one of the popular kids, but she hung out with us instead, seeing as we had grown up with her as well. Mixed with her looks and kindness, a lot of guys drool over her, naturally. I admit I used to be jealous of that quality of her's, but I've learned to accept her for that. But unlike all the popular girls on the cheer leading squads, she likes the Pokemon video games just as much as we enjoy them. Her Pokemon vary in their types, but they're all 'cute and adorable', according to her choice of words.

"Morning Dawn!" Misty greeted back.

"Help us persuade May into telling her mom off," Ash said instantly, resulting with me giving him a short glare.

"Again?" Dawn asked first. "Now May what have I said before? Your a girl with potential and therefore you should tell you mom off and live the life you always wanted!" she said to me enthusiastically.

I smiled back at her, so she wouldn't worry to much about this subject. "Seriously guys I'm okay. I am strong. Not like a few chores will kill me. And we have this conversation like what, twice every day? Can't we go one day without bringing up my mom?"

"Hey it gives us something to talk about," Dawn said with her hands on her hips.

If your wondering my part in this little gang, I'm the level-headed one, not that it's that unique compared to the others; popular, video gamer, and inventor. I'm not failing like Ash though, but I'm not getting straight A's either like Misty and Dawn. In fact, Kira wouldn't care if I was a failing student. As long as I could clean, clean, clean. You can say I'm in the middle of Misty and Dawn, and a bit of Ash waay waay, waaaaay deep down somewhere.

"But May," Ash started, "don't you want a normal life?"

"You're seriously asking me that,," I said with a face

"True-"

"Not helping Ash!" Misty and Dawn said, whacking Ash in the head, both had carrying anime veins over their heads. Suddenly we heard something over the loud speaker for a morning announcement. It was the principal.

"May Maple please come to the Principal's office."

I heard some oohs coming from the class as I stood up. It was only the natural response. Ninty-nine perfect of the time the principal only called you down to the office if you were in trouble. It was highly unlikely to be called down for any other reason. Walking out of the classroom I closed the classroom door, shielding the loud chatter from inside from continuing to escape until the quiet hallways. When I turned around with my back to the door I found old lady standing behind me and I yelped, that is, until she covered my mouth.

"Calm down child, I am no enemy."

"Then who are you? What are you going here in my school-?"

"I came here to see you, May."

"You know my name. W-Wait, I'll have to talk later. I need to get to the Principal's office." I walked around her until she grabbed my wrist, bringing me back.

"I did that," she said, "It's amazing what you can do when your the queen of a distant land, disguising your voice so that it may not be recognized by those suspicious."

"Wait, you mean... you did that? A-And queen? I don't understand. Who are you?"

"In time you shall find out. I just came here now to see if this was the real deal.I've waited a very long time to meet you man." She had an aged, enthusiastic voice and a firm grip on my hands with both of hers. At that she let go and began to drift away, like nuns in those long black robes. "You may head back to your friends now," the old woman replied, walking away.

"Wait! I still have some questions!" I called out in a yell, running after her. She made a turn down the hall and I ran up that way, running as fast as my sneakers could take me. I had an unusual motivation, only of seeking. Most motivations were more of expecting a break or a regard, those were my motivations in the past. But now, I felt an unfamiliar sensation of motivation, a longing for answers of which I actually didn't have. When I made the same turn, she was no longer anywhere in sight, no where to be found.

Deep breaths followed the stop in my run, hints of disappointment in my breathing, but bigger hints of confusion within my mind. 'Who was that lady?'

Eventually once I retained a calmer peace of mind I walked back to my home room, seeing my friends waiting for me.

"There you are May. What did the principal want to see you for?" Dawn asked worryingly.

"Uh, n-nothing," I stuttered. "Just asking me about, uh, something for the next school year."

"Whatever," Misty said, not really minding what happened as they resumed their previous conversation. The school day went by fast, unfortunately. I was now at home, midnight. I walked up the stairs and into my room, plopping down onto my mattress.

"So tired," I muffled into my pillow. I got dressed into my pj's. and picked up the loose floorboard, seeing my necklace, which I had taken off after school and hidden away. I always took it out before bed to make sure it was still hidden. "I'm still confused, with that old lady appearing at school and all. Then again, weird stuff like that always happens... but not that weird."

Just really who was she? I decided that to take my mind off it. I really tried. I would take out my gaming device that Ash, Dawn, and Misty gave me for my birthday, along with a Pokemon game they gave with it, however miraculously I had kept it a secret from Kira for so long. I remembered a long time ago when I got a different game device and a Pokemon game from my friends. Kira found out and she confiscated it. And her definition of confiscation is selling it on the Internet.

After a few minutes of playing Pokemon the dark on my covers with the volume all the way down, I saw a bright light fall from the sky right past my window. It was fast was so quick and cunning it was hard to tell if I really saw anything for that matter. I shut my game and stepped up, walking to the window. It was then I saw where the bright light landed, smack dead center in the middle of my backyard.

A worried frown drew upon the lower half of my face. "Just my luck. Kira's probably gonna make me clean that." When I made a closer look, I noticed there was nothing but a huge crater. No meteor, no nothing. Just a big crater with nothing in it. "Just when I thought my day couldn't get any weirder."

I looked at my watch and saw it was 12:30AM. My friends were most likely asleep, but I felt like I really needed to this. At the tender age of 12 I still retained the quality of curiosity, yet also the quality of fear and stubbornness. I took my cellphone and began to call all of them four-way.

"May that you?" Ash asked, yawning.

"You have any idea what time it is?" Misty said in a tired greeting, though I wouldn't exactly say greeting.

"And you're ruining my beauty sleep," Dawn didn't sound sleepy at all for some weird reason.

"Guys please you've gotta come over. This is an emergency," I said in a hushed tone.

"Does it have something to do with Kira?" Dawn asked excitingly, just hoping to get the witch in some kind of trouble and to be caught by it as well.

"No."

"Then night-"

"Wait don't hang up Dawn!" I yelled instantly after. Then I made a huge groan in the form of a sigh. "Listen, just sneak out in normal clothes as fast as your can and get over here."

"Why? What's going on?" Ash asked out of curiosity.

"I'll explain when you get here."

Before any of them could object I hung up, not giving them a chance to question or backfire my request. Seems more like an order when you think back about it, but I couldn't help it. Wouldn't you do the same thing if a giant invisible meteor shot down in the middle of your yard and you were home practically alone?

I got dressed into my only good clothes with my red and white bandanna, used to keep back my light brown hair. I slid on my sneakers with ease before heading over to my attic window. Last I put on my necklace and looked out the window. I grabbed a rope ladder from under the floorboards and dropped it down the window. I had a lot of space under that floorboard if your wondering. I jumped out the window and climbed down my rope ladder without a scratch.

"That went better than last time I tried that," I said to myself, dusting off myself.

"Hey May, you there?" I heard Misty whisper. I ran and opened my wooden picket backyard gate. There stood Dawn, Ash, and Misty all sleepy looking. At least they were all here. Ash was the first to speak.

"Now what did you call us over for-" He stopped in mid sentence after he peered over my shoulder with half pen eyes, which were now wide with alarm and shock, having seen the crater that destroyed my entire backyard.

"Can this be considered an emergency?" I asked Dawn.

"It looks like a 10,000 pound invisible giant turtle jumped into your backyard. Of course this is an emergency!" she retorted, walking forward three steps with her hands messed up deep in her hair.

"What happened here?" Ash asked in obliviousness.

"I saw this bright light fly past my window and land here in the backyard."

"You sure it wasn't some comet that landed here?" Misty asked, looking over the edge of the crater.

"No way, that bright light was too small to be a comet. And right now, I don't see any comet."

"Actually I don't see anything," Ash said, jumping to conclusions.

"That's what she's saying!" Misty retorted with crossed arms.

"I need you guys to come down there with me and investigate. I don't really wanna go alone."

"Do we have to?" Dawn asked in a whiny voice.

"Of course," Misty said back.

"But I'll get my outfit dirty!"

Misty and I rolled our eyes and grabbed her wrists as we slid down the crater and to the ground, much to Dawn's countless protests. It was all dirt, no sign of anything that could have made the crater. I shined my flashlight around the surprisingly large area.

"This is so weird," I said in the beginning."Nothing's here."

"Then maybe whatever it is that made this crater is underground," Misty guessed.

"How are we gonna find the thing underground?" asked Ash.

"Yeah I'm not sticking my hands down there," Dawn said, eyeing her fingernails with contrasting fear.

"Leave it to my water powered metal detector," Misty said proudly, suddenly holding a metallic machine in her hand. I sweatdropped. Where did that come from all of a sudden?

"How do we even know if this things has any metal?" Ash asked her. She winked at him with a smile.

"You never know."

Me, Ash, and Dawn looked at each other confused as question marks popped above their heads. Misty pressed this button and it began to make a beeping drumming sound. The rest of the three of us watched in amazement as she searched the crater for anything suspicious. Typical Misty, you can rely on her, but always expect the unexpected. Eventually the beeping started going off quicker and higher in tone, and its source or reaction was located at the middle of the crater underground.

"It's here?" I asked.

"Yup, we better start digging," Misty suggested.

"Do we have to use our hands?" Dawn asked in eager tiredness.

Ash sweatdropped before facing Misty and me. "How did we meet her, again?"