An Alternate Journey

Prologue : Eevee

Notes - So here it is, the major motion-fanfic of the century! For those who don't know, famed Pokeshipping artist Miyatoriaka drew a twelve or thirteen page comic (feel free to ask for a link to it if you're interested in viewing) based on the "role reversal" theme. After seeing a few pages, and then obsessively rereading all the pages over and over, I felt inspired to write for the first time in months, to really sit down and dedicate hours to a specific project. When I mentioned casually that I was interested in writing a fanfic version of her comic, Miya was immediately supportive! Since then, we've discussed the project over a few conversations and figured a lot of little details and kinks out and I was able to draft a few chapters while working which I finally had time to start typing up...

Anyway, here's hoping you all enjoy!

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Title - "An Alternate Journey"

Summary - Eleven year old novice trainer Misty starts her Pokemon adventure, best friends Gary and Ash by her side. But will she withstand every test her travels throw at her and become the greatest master trainer of all time? Fic co-crafted with famous fan-artist, Miyatoriaka!

Ages - Misty and Leaf are eleven years old, Ash and Gary are thirteen, and the adults are adult-aged so who cares about 'em? Lol.

Prologue - Eevee

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The bristles of her hairbrush carefully loosened the tangle in her long red tresses before straightening its way through the rest of her hair. She removed the scrunchie from between her lips and stretched it, twisting it to and fro until it had tightly wound up the ponytail at the back of her scalp. Finally, the last addition to her attire was the knock-off unofficial League cap she'd bought herself in preparation of this day...

The day she'd finally become a true League-sanctioned trainer.

Misty Waterflower took a step backwards and gazed at her reflection in the mirror in full, releasing a breath she'd previously been unaware she was holding. Everything was perfect.

It was at this blissful moment in time that her eyes veered to the reflection of the clock hanging from the bedroom wall behind her and she felt her heart flip once more into her throat.

"That can't be the time! I'm late!" the redhead shrieked, throwing her backpack over her shoulders and taking off out the door. "Bye Daisy, Lily, Violet! Sorry, no time for breakfast! Gotta go pick up Eevee from the lab! You guys don't have to worry about seeing me off!" she shouted in what felt like one breath as she clambored down the stairs two at a time and stumbled out the front door.

It was a ten minute walk to the lab but she could cut the commute in half if she ran and refrained from getting distracted by any of the common wild Pokemon she saw on the way. After living in Pallet Town a whole two years, such a feat would ordinarily be easy but today of all days...

All she could think of was how she'd have her own stash of Pokeballs and her own opportunity to catch those very same Pokemon within the hour.

By the time she'd made it up the winding path and steep incline to Professor Oak's lab, Misty was wildly out of breath and wishing for the life of her that she had a bike to carry her during those long and trying distances.

"I'm here!" she gasped breathlessly, hands on her knees as she hunched forward and attempted to slow her racing heart before wiping her brow. "Professor Oak? I came to pick up Eevee!"

"You're too late, Misty. Eevee was given to a trainer who actually cared enough to show up on time," a familiar, somber voice told her from somewhere in front of her.