Disclaimer- I don't own pokémon and I never will. The only things in this story that I really own are the human characters and the evil team. This applies to every chapter of this story.

This is rated T for violence, and for possible death and sexual situations later on. *sweatdrops* Sorry about the last one, I tend to get carried away when I'm writing, and I end up crossing lines that shouldn't be crossed without noticing it. Just let me know if something is too M-rated for this fic, okay?

|EDIT: 5/1/14| - This story has come a long way since I first wrote it on Christmas, and I like how it's progressed. Don't get me wrong, there are some things... I feel could've done better, some things that I wish I could remove but would cause major continuity problems if I did, and... Aw, screw it, there's a lot of stuff I really like about this one. Anyways, about the story to new readers, it starts off a little slow and weird at times, but soon settles down to a consistent decent as I settled down into writing this story.

Now, while I know this isn't the best story in the world, Hell, it's probably not even in the top one thousand, but I think it's pretty decent, and well worth a read.

Note: these first 22 chapters (give or take) originally contained Poké-Speak, but, after much inner-arguing with myself, I finally got around to removing it. Why the Poké-Speak was there in the first place, I don't know, it was dumb and probably a turn off to readers. But don't worry, now it's gone.

Chapter One:

The Journey Begins!

Unknown

"Where am I?" the boy asked aloud. He looked around, finding that he was in a black void. "Huh?" in front of him was a man in a lab coat. No matter how much the boy squinted, he couldn't make out the rest of the man's features.

"Hello there!" the man greeted him, "Welcome to the world of Pokémon, specifically, the Okam region! My name is Professor Cherry! This world is inhabited by creatures called Pokémon," to demonstrate this he reached into his lab coat and took out a red and white ball.

He pushed a button between the red and white halves of the ball, causing it to split open and release an arch of red energy, which materialized into the form of a round, pink creature with a curled tuff of hair on its head, large, blue eyes, and stubby arms, "(Ah! After 10,000 years I'm free! It's time to conquer earth!)" the creature exclaimed.

"Hmhmhm," chuckling, the professor continued, "For some people, Pokémon are pets. Others use them for fights. So, what's your name?"

The boy blinked, "Uhh… My name's Jackie, Jackie Richards. I'm fourteen and-"

"Right, so your name's Jackie," Cherry interrupted, "Your very own Pokémon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with Pokémon awaits! Let's go!"

Morning (6:54 A.M.), Verde Town

"Wha?!" the boy awoke, roughly tossing aside the covers on his bed. "Huh?" he looked around, he was in his room, "What a weird dream,"

He got out of bed and stretched, "Seriously, we haven't been in this region for a week now, and I'm already having dreams,"

"Hello?" a voice called from downstairs.

"What is it, Grandma?" Jackie called back.

"It's time for breakfast!" Grandma answered, "Do you want any?"

"Of course!" Jackie made his way to the stairs.

"You better be dressed!" Carly, his little sister, yelled.

Jackie stopped, sighed, and began taking off his pajamas.

A few minutes later…

He stared at his reflection in the mirror.

He had tall, spiky, dark green hair that was very reminiscent of a Sandslash's quills standing upright, under which was a red, white, and blue sweatband. His yellow eyes showed brightly on his youthful features. He wore a royal blue, plain-styled hoodie, pure white pants, and sneakers.

Smiling in approval, he headed downstairs…

"Delicious!" Jackie said through a mouthful of pancakes.

"You bet they are," his grandma, a proud woman in her sixties, smiled.

There was a rapping on the windows.

"Oh, that must be Sonja and Boomer!" Carly, a young 8 year old girl with blond pigtails, exclaimed as she went and opened the window.

In flew two bat-like creatures: a normal, lavender female and a shiny, blue male. Each had two, clawed fingers on each wing and two long toes on each foot. Their hips and chest were covered in spiky, black fur. They had large yellow eyes, two purple (blue in the male's case) teardrop-shaped spots on the front of their faces, and large, tear-drop shaped ears that resembled loudspeakers.

"How ya doin', Sonja?" Jackie greeted the Noibat as she perched on his shoulder.

"(Great! Really great!)" Sonja greeted.

"(How's it goin'?)" Boomer asked as he perched on Carly's shoulder.

"So, have I received anything yet?" Jackie asked. He had been expecting mail from Professor Cherry for a while now.

Grandma's face creased into a smile, "Maybe," she pulled out an envelope.

"YES!" his hands darted for the note, but Grandma easily held it out of reach, "Huh?"

Grandma's eyes narrowed, "What's the magic word?"

Jackie sighed, "Please?"

"'Please', what?" his grandmother asked.

He sighed again, "Please, may I see the envelope?"

She smiled as she handed over the envelope, "Good boy,"

He opened the envelope, taking out a note, "Dear Jackie," he read, "I have read over the essay that you've sent me, and I must say that, despite the frequent spelling and grammatical errors, I was very impressed. You sound like a wonderful person, and I know you would make a great Pokémon Trainer. So let's make it official, I have awarded you with your very own Trainer License! I have left it in a box, along with everything else you'll need for your journey, sans a backpack and Pokédex," he looked up, "Box?"

Carly smiled as she lifted up a small rectangular box.

Jackie nodded as his eyes went back to the note, "If you would, I have just received a shipment of starters from Johto, and, while I am aware that you are already in the possession of a Pokémon (a Noibat, I believe), why pass up on the chance for a free Pokémon? You better hurry though, I only have 13 starters left, and there are a dozen other people coming over to get one, so I suggest you hurry over to my lab in Rosa City. Love, Professor Cherry," trembling, he put down the note and turned to his sister, "C-Carly, can I please see that box?"

Smiling, she handed over the box.

He took it, opened it, and examined its contents: his Trainer License, a small rectangular card that had his name and picture, among other information, and his Badge Case, a rectangular case that had eight indentations for each Gym Badge that he could win.

Along with those were two other items: a potion, which was a spray-type bottle of liquid that healed a Pokémon's injuries, and a single Poké Ball, which was for Sonja (as an unlicensed trainer, he wasn't allowed to purchase Poké Balls by himself, or compete in any official league events.)

"Yes," he whispered as he held the ball in his hand, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES, YES, YES, YEEEEEEEEEESSSS!"

"Hmhmhm," Grandma chuckled, "So full of energy,"

He turned to Sonja, "You ready, girl?"

"(Finally! I've always wanted to know what it feels like!)" the lavender bat flapped her wings in excitement.

"Good!" Jackie smiled as he threw the Poké Ball at Sonja, "Go, go, Poké Ball!"

The Poké Ball hit Sonja on her head, bounced off, split open, and released a red light that surrounded her, pulling her into it.

The ball closed, fell to the floor, rolled back and forth three times, and then clicked, indicating that Sonja had been captured.

"YEAH!" Jackie lifted the Poké Ball high into the air, "I (officially) caught a Noibat!"

He clicked the button on the Poké Ball, and it split open, releasing Sonja, "So, how's it feel to be in a Poké Ball?"

"(Awesome! Totally super awesome!)" the Noibat shook her head vigorously.

"I'll take that as an 'it felt good'," Jackie noted, "But ya know, we really should hurry over to Rosa Town to see Professor Cherry,"

Smiling, Grandma nodded, "That would be the wise thing to do, yes. Aah," she sighed, "I remember when your mother went out on her own journey,"

"Yeah, I hope mom's alright back home in Kalos," Carly said worriedly.

"Don't worry; I'm sure she's alright. After all, she's got dad for company," Jackie assured them. "Now all I need is a backpack and a map of Okam and I'll be ready to go!"

"Hahaha," Grandma laughed, "Yes, now where did I put them?"

"Right over here!" they turned to find Carly, holding the aforementioned backpack and map. "You know the drill, right?"

Jackie sighed, "Let me guess, the usual Pokémon battle over my stuff?"

Carly nodded, "Yep! Me and Boomer versus you and Sonja!"

"(Are you ready to rumble?!)" Boomer challenged.

"Hmhmhm," Grandma chuckled, "My, my, how exciting,"

Jackie smirked, "Bring it!"

"(You're going down, bro!)" Sonja taunted.

Author's Note:

And so the first chapter of Pokémon: Okam Journeys is finished. This is my current project, and one I hope to continue.

|EDIT: 5/1/14| - Just to let you know, I will be taking artistic liberties with this fic. Pokémon will only be able to use four moves still, but some moves will have their descriptions (and, very rarely, effects) changed. I'll try to stay as true to the series as possible, but... well, as they say about Yu-Gi-Oh, "Screw the rules, I have plot!"

Well, see ya next time!

-RGGod, out! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.