*Hopes P.O.V.*

I didn't move.

I couldn't.

I was going to stand here and make sure Mimikyu was getting healed correctly. With my arms crossed over my chest and a frown on my face, I didn't look back towards my "family". Why call them my family since they adopted me?

Dad sat next to me in a chair, staring up at me. I didn't turn to look at him; I was too focus on Mimikyu's healing process to actually care. Dad sighed, looking down as he said, "We were going to tell you, Ashley....."

"It's Hope, Dad." I simply stated, adding, "And I know for a fact that you and Mom would never have told me, unless your or my live depended on it." Dad giggled dryly, admitting, "You do have a point....."

I didn't say anything. Staring at myself in the glass reflection, I chided myself for not seeing this coming. The rest of my siblings either looked like Dad, Mom or a mixture of both parents. I'm the only one that truly stands out with my blonde hair, pale skin and blue eyes.

Seeing dad in the glass reflection, I focused back on Mimikyu. The Pokemon was doing OK, getting healed correctly as I had hoped. Dad hesitated before he asked, "Do you remember your mother and I telling you about Uncle Monty?"

"Yes. He's the Pokemon scientist who studies Ghost and Fairy type Pokemon. It's been a while since the entire family and I last saw him." Side glancing my dad, I asked him, "Why do you ask? What does he have to do with......?"

"You being adopted?" Ash Ketchum, aka Dad, verified. I nodded my head, turning back to watch over Mimikyu. Dad began by saying, "He was the one who found you, when your entire village was destroyed."

What dad said caused me to look towards my father, eyes wide. I asked, "My....Village?" Dad nodded, continuing, "Uncle Monty used to visit your village, Kibo, since the area near and around it was filled with fairy and ghost Pokemon. During one of his many visits to the land surrounding Kibo, Monty saw large billows of smoke coming from the direction of your home village. He ran several miles, non stop, until he reached the village.....It was gone."

My eyes widen, as I asked, "How could a village be gone?!" ".....It was still there, but the powers of the Pokemon who attacked the village left barely anything. No one survived..... Except of you." I gasped in shock as Dad continued, "Uncle Monty found you, among the rubble of your home. You were alive, but you were badly hurt. Racing back to his home, Monty got in touch with a Pokemon, a Jirachi."

"Star." I mumbled, quickly pulling up my sleeve to stare at the star scar on my wrist. Dad added, "Jirachi was able to save your life by giving you some of her blood, but because Jirachi is a Pokemon, you gained some of her powers...."

Looking towards my father, I inquired, "But why do I have this scar? And who was the Pokemon that killed my village?" Dad placed a hand on my shoulder, telling me, "Jirachi managed to save you life with her blood, which is why there is a scar on your arm.

To be honest, no one knows which Pokemon destroyed your home and family. But it has to be someone quite powerful....Someone who hates humanity. The only one who I suspect knows about the killer Pokemon is Uncle Monty."

Slowly, I allowed the information to settle in. So much information was bombarding my head, it wasn't even funny. Finally, I spoke, "That's a lot of information." Dad nodded again, telling me honestly, "Your mother and I really wanted to let you go on a Pokemon Journey, but we were terrified that the Pokemon who killed your village would find and kill you."

I lowered my head in shame. Sadly, I kicked the floor with my shoe, saying, "I should apologize. I'm sorry I ran away. I felt so hurt, when mom said I'd never go on my Pokemon Journey. It was even worse with other teens and adults thought I was mentally insane. I was a fool, not realizing my past. Dad, *I look up* I'm so, SO sorry......"

Dad pulled me into a hug, reassuring me, "It should be your mother and I who should apologize! We never told you who you were or where you came from! We wanted to protect you, but by doing that we hurt you too...."

Smiling, I asked, "May I please go in my Pokemon Journey now?" Dad groaned, replying, "Yes, you may." "YIPPEE!!!!" I fistpumped, causing my dad to laugh. Professor Sycamore came out with Mimikyu in his arms, telling me, "Mimikyu is all better now, Hope."

I smiled brightly, as the professor handed the Pokemon over to me. "Mimikyu. (thank you, Hope, for saving me)." Mimikyu told me, to which I replied, "My pleasure, Mimikyu....Hey, do you want me to be your Trainer?"

Mimikyu hesitated before he nodded his head. Capturing Mimikyu in a Pokeball, I declared, "Yes! I caught a....." "No!" Steven told me, putting a finger over my lips. My eyes widen slightly, as I asked,

"Mmmp?"

"No, don't do that. It's to cliche."

Sighing, I didn't declare that I caught a Mimikyu....But I did do a small happy dance. After a few days with my family, Steven, Julie, Colin, Punkalina, our Pokemon and I began our Pokemon Journey to Uncle Monty's home....Together.

***No one's P.O.V.***

Not to far from our friends, the sky began to become as dark as night. Lightning shot from the sky, as someone inside the bolt of lightning screamed, slamming into the ground. As the sky returned to a normal, beautiful day, we can clearly see who the person looked like.

The boy had to be around 15, with white skin, dark brown hair and hazel eyes nearly hidden by glasses. The teen wore a navy blue polo shirt, a black hoodie, Jean shorts, a blue backpack, a lightning bolt pendant necklace keystone, and a Z-ring on his wrist.

The teen, shaking slightly, managed to scramble to his feet. Looking around the mini crater he stood in, the teen groaned loudly, asking to himself and the surrounding woods, "Great, what have you gotten yourself into this time, Electro Jones!"

O boy......

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Electro Jones does not belong to me, but belongs to TheFlash832. He's been helping me so much with this Pokemon book, to which I really appreciate! Thanks so much, man! 😃