Chapter 1: The Present Day: The Current Chosen One. Meet Yuki!

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...ja" A familiar voice spoke to Greninja. "...ni...ja" Familiar, yet Different. "Greninja?"

The ninja frog pokemon slowly opened it's eyes to see... Ash...? No, Ash passed away 11 years ago. Plus the voice was a bit more... female-like. Blinking his eyes a couple times, he sees a 9 year old girl in front of him, worried. Behind her was Alola's ocean. The sun was setting, the ocean reflecting the sky without a mistake.

"You ok, Greninja? You were aimlessly looking out into the ocean again..." The girl asked. Her long, sky blue hair, waved as a quick breeze of wind swooped by. Her light red eyes looked at the Pokemon with only the truth of her feelings: worry. On her head was a hat that closely resembled the one Ash had on during their adventre in Kalos... no, it was the same exact hat. Pikachu gave it to her as his personal sign of friendship. (The eletric mouse refused to let anyone have the other hats. The girl respected that, though.) She had a white hoodie on with a plain red teeshirt underneath. Her shorts were a very dark gray. Almost black. Her feet... currently barefoot (as the sand is not kind to shoes.)

Taking off her hoodie and putting it on Greninja, she sat down next to it. "You were thinking about Ash again, weren't you?" She then gently hugged the Kalos water-type. "I may of never met him, but I know he's been watching over you, Pikachu, and the rest of his Pokemon." She hugged him a little tighter, making sure Greninja received the feelings. "It's going to be OK. I may not be Ash, but I'm here for you."

"Nin..." The frog hugged back. He no longer wanted to make her worry. She's Arceus' new Chosen One, after all. He vowed to Ash that day that he would protect and help her in any way he could. Giving her one less thing to worry about was something he could do.

"Hey Yuki, Greninja. If you don't come Flame Charging inside, you're not going to be able to call Prof. Sycamore before you leave tomorrow. Time zone differences, remember?"

As Yuki got up, Greninja grabbed her arm, shaking. She decided to start her journey in Kalos. Isn't it a little too soon for her to jump head first into the region Ash's Enemy has been working in? As the ninja frog continued to worry with his head down, the girl pulled her arm away.

"I get it, Greninja. That's the region that poses the most risk towards me, right?" Looking back up, the face Yuki had was one of the most commen ones she expressed: annoyance. "I want to start my journey in that region and nothing will change my mind." She stormed back to the Prof. House, repeating a line over and over: I'm sick of how over protective everyone is.

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Inside, she ignored everyone and sat on the couch, just to relax her mind a little. For as long as she could remember, she has been taken care of by everyone someone named Ash Ketchum knew. Even his Pokémon took care of her. Everything she needed in was given to her, nothing of her own was earned. She hated that so much.

For her whole life, she lived with different people each year. (In efforts to keep her hidden from a threat level she never got the chance to comprehend.) She lived with Prof. Kakui and his wife, alongside their son, Elio this past year. Attending the Pokémon School and training with Tapu Koko in order to hone her battle skills even more. (That was one thing she enjoyed doing, because when they were done, the Island Deity let her vent all her frustrations out.)

The year before that, she traveled around the world with two of Ash's friends, Go and his Cinderace alongside Gary and his Umbreon. Together, they researched Pokémon in their natural environment. The experience helped her understand what the world can be like and mostly with the help of Gary, how one on a journey lives. (He also was able to put Ash's older Pokémon at bay, which was a huge relief to the girl. Although even the old rival of the previous chosen one worried like everyone else, he was one of the least protective of the bunch.) In order to keep the girl safe, they completely avoided Kalos.

The year before THAT, she stayed in Hoenn with the Normal-type Gym Leader's family. It was thanks to him that she even wanted to take on gyms when her journey began. Also, a girl from Kalos who knew Ash really well stayed for the year. Her name was Serena. She taught Yuki how to take care of Pokémon and might of rubbed off a good portion of Ash's stubbornness onto her... but no one was complaining. She needed it. (That was also when she decided to journey in Kalos first.)

For as long as Yuki could remember before that, she was taken care of Ash's Mom in Pallet Town. Almost everyday, she would go to the lab where all of Ash's Pokémon (besides Pikachu, who stayed indoors at first with depression & Greninja, who became the girl's best friend out of all the Pokémon and was more or less treated like Pikachu: Always by side of the human) resided. Her love for Pokémon only grew the more she played with each of them. Their personalities were so different, yet everyone got along in a sense.

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She continued to think about her life. She has yet to have a Pokémon of her own and by the rate everything was going, she might never get one. Always bound to the Pokémon of Ash Ketchum.

"Hey Yuki, you ok?" A boy stood in front of her. Looking up, it was Elio. He was holding out a nice warm cup of milk. One of Yuki's unusual favorite drinks.

She took a hold of it and had a sip. "I'll be ok, like always..." There was sarcasm in her voice, but she decided to change the topic. Although she didn't know it herself, she shared many traits with Ash. One of the biggest being that she didn't want others to worry about her. (Maybe part of it stemmed from over protection, but deep down, she knew it was more then that.) "...you don't have to do this, but since this is my last night in Alola, mind joining me for this phone call?"

With Elio giving a thumbs up, the two walked over to call Prof. Sycamore in Kalos... but not before Pikachu jumped on the girls head. His self claimed spot.

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