@abbert21's one-shot:

Over the course of a few years, this stuff happened.

To the south of Kanto was a beautiful land; where lived a Gym Leader and a few astray trainers. Land there was decided to be developed; causing the trees, water, and fresh sunshine to be eradicated, and replaced with the darkness and pollution of a civilization with a high population. 

Life wasn’t easy for the people there. Most of the resources were used up in only a few years to build new buildings and power cars. Some people thought that this resource-barren environment was no longer useful and moved out. 

Over a few years, all the people left were a few hopeful families and their children, who all went to the small elementary school, and hoped to become Pokemon Masters. 

And don’t forget the Gym Leader, Misty Waterflower. Hoping to find a new life and leaving her old traveling days behind, Misty left her place as the Cerulean Gym Leader. She was sick and tired of being alone and depressed in her own home. She needed to start a new chapter in her life. Misty moved to the fresh island, soon to be destroyed by man.

This land, labeled Boon Island, was part of the great chain of the Sevii Islands, which were just recently discovered.

Now you know the backstory. Let’s get on with it.

“Mishy! Mishy! Look what I found!” the kindergartener said, pointing at something on the dark brown dirt road.

Misty giggled. “Yes, Tyler?”

She looked over at her small companion (her nephew) who was huddled around something small. 

“It’s one of dose things we learned about in school! Look, Mishy!”

Misty gasped. “Wow, Tyler! Look what you found!”

Misty gazed at the small green sprout popping out of the ground. She doesn’t see these often. She only sees “the green” now when she watches the small supply of pretty flowers in the store windows. They were bought up quickly and (most of the time) had to be shipped in through other countries.

Misty was crazy. Acting like she’d never seen a plant before. When traveling at ten years old, she saw a ton of that in the Viridian Forest. It was where all the bugs were… bleh, bugs. She’s always hated them.

Misty kept looking at the plant with crazy eyes. Her crying niece in her arms snapped her out of her daze.

“What’s wrong, Mia?”

The baby kept bawling into her chest. Misty cradled the baby’s head against her shoulder, whispering “Shh, it’s okay…” All while Tyler kept staring at the plant. He was actually being good and quiet for once. Quite a surprise.

The children’s mother and father were always busy. Their mother was busy as a working author, going into engineering, while their father was at his job, working late nights as a doctor. This left the children with Misty, since the mother’s best friend was almost always out with her fiancee Gary…

Misty was only a little jealous.

Tyler always misbehaved and jumped around, and Mia could never stay asleep, but she really loved the kids. Even if Tyler was on a sugar rush and Mia was bawling her eyes out, she couldn’t live without them. 

They were like her own children (even though her mom thinks it was about time she had her own). She had time for nothing else when taking care of them, therefore her life revolved around them. Misty had no problem with that. There’s nothing called a “social life” on Boon Island. She wasn’t interested in any man.

Her job wasn’t suffering, since no one comes to Boon Island. She didn’t have any trainers to battle. She only had little paperwork. All of this added together makes the gym just a function-able home.

Yet she still gets paid.

Paid lots.

And she’s happy, no matter how much the land around her is wasted.

Wealthy. A family that loves her. 

But none of that will exist if the people around her kept polluting the environment. Which is exactly what they did.

The trash was growing too much on Boon Island. Misty was laid off, along with her sister. Her closest family had to retreat back to Kanto and start anew… again. The island was now a huge pile of trash.

Something that was found so beautiful was turned to dust.

Misty suffered each day with no money income. Her sister stayed home to take care of the children. Her sister’s husband had stayed on the island as a doctor, curing the last people that had received the illness by all of the trash lying around.

Misty’s old family had took in the twenty-three year-old, which was a little rare, since they weren’t the kindest people. Ever since Misty ran away at seventeen years old, they haven’t exactly favored her.

Only months later, with Misty still crumbling, the Sevii Islands fell, along with her brother-in-law. Things fell apart for everyone and everyone on all of the islands.

All because you didn’t recycle that Haterade bottle yesterday.

Please take care of our planet.

@MelonLord7's one-shot:

The roar of waves ramming the ferry was drowned out only by the chatter and laughter of its passengers. A child, about 10 years old, leaned over the railing of the boat in deep thought. The wind caressed his teal locks, as his matching eyes reflected the sea. He stood there for hours. Simply thinking.

When they were almost there, something caught the eye of the boy. A flash of yellow. Fascinated, he ran to the end of the boat to get a better look. In wonderment, he watched as a serpent sliced through the waves, its pink head contrasting against the rippling water.

Its blue tail flicked the surface of the ocean, and droplets of water fell around it. The sun's rays caused the air around the majestic beast to sparkle.

The boy was taken aback by the creature's stunning beauty, and continued to watch it well after it had faded away into the horizon.

The ferry eventually pulled up to a small dock. Exiting the ship, the boy smiled and adjusted his hat as he looked up upon Knot, an island. The child approached the ticket booth, his chin just barely reaching the counter.

The ticket man smiled down at the boy, "Can I help you?"

He nodded, "When is the ferry to Kin Island?"

Consulting a small chart taped to the top of the counter, the man spoke, "It leaves in.....Two hours," he smiled again at the turquoise haired boy, "That's a while off. There's as beach south of here. Maybe you can play in the sand to pass the time?"

The boy nodded again and, without a word, started heading towards the direction that the ticket man indicated. Whilst walking, he absentmindedly pulled a pokeball from his belt. Tossing it lightly, in a flash of white light a Spheal popped out.

The bouncing blue and yellow ball grinned joyously and circled his trainer, "Spheal, spheal!" He beamed back in return.

The two of them ran down to the beach. Reaching the swelling shores, they threw themselves into the waves, splashing and laughing together. The water baby pokemon rolling about with great joy as the child played about. Then, the idea struck him.

What was better than two?

Three!

So from his belt, he unclipped a single pokeball which he had treasured and opened it up with a blazing grin, "Goldeen!" The goldfish like creature bounced out and nearly into the Spheal. The three grinned like a bunch of idots and played as if time was nothing, happiness filling their hearts.

Though it was a crash that caught their attention. All moving in sync to where the water splash originated, far past the bluffs of the beach. Unconsciously, the three seemed curious, and began to meander over to the area. They swam in a nervous silence across the sea's pull and into a hidden space where a man in  blue coat stood.

Beside him was a gourgeous beast that the teal haired boy recalled from earlier.

The man and his Pokemon seemed to be in the midst of training, but it was unlike anything the boy had seen before. It was so....Beautiful.

He looked on in awe as the duo manipulated water using attacks, every single movement having purpose and meaning behind it. "Twister!" The man ordered. His partner then began to spin its tail in the water, like a propeller, causing the ocean to build up into a mini hurricane. Before the attack could die down, the man called out another move, "Recover!"

The serpent then began to glow gold, eminating light from its body which in turn reflected through the water, each drop acting as a prism to amplify the glow.

Wide eyed and mouth agape, the boy stood there frozen to the spot until the incandescence died down. Then he broke into applause. 

The man turned his head slightly, his eyes flashing confusion but his mouth turned at the corners in amusement. When he saw the child before him his face softened, "Did you enjoy our little show?"

"Yeah!" The boy stretched his arms out as far as they could go, "I like it this much!" Goldeen and Spheal jumped up and down on either side of him in agreement.

The man laughed, "Well I'm glad! It means that we're obviously doing something right." The large serpent bowed its head, seemingly pleased with the praise. 

Biting his lip, the boy kicked at the sand, "If you don't mind me asking," He pointed at the creature behind the man, "What kind of Pokemon is that?"

He smiled, "It's a Milotic."

"It's so beautiful..." The little boy clenched his fists and looked up and the man with pure determination filling his eyes, "I want to be just like you when I grow up! I want to be beautiful too!"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah!"

The man looked the small trainer straight into his teal eyes, "Then would you consider becoming my apprentice?"

The boy's face instantly filled up with hope, "Are you serious?!"

"Entirely."

"Yes!" The boy yelled as he fist pumped the air.

The man ran his fingers through his black and white hair, "I must warn you, however, that the path to greatness will be difficult."

Beaming, the boy's determination never wavered, "I don't care as long as I have you to teach me!"

"Well then," The man held his hand out, "I am Juan."

The boy took Juan's hand eagerly, "My name is Wallace!"

Juan smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you Wallace. You like my Milotic, yes?"

"Yes!"

Ruffling through his coat pockets, Juan pulled out a Pokeball, "Then here." He threw it to the eager child.

Wallace had no hesitation releasing his newest companion, yet his face fell when the light died down to reveal a raggedy brown fish, with pink lips too big for its face and tattered blue fins. He made a face at it, and in disgust, said, "It's so ugly."

Juan smirked knowingly, "That, my child, is a Feebas."

Wallace glared at his new mentor, "That doesn't make it any less ugly."

"Don't you know that it's what's on the inside that matters? Beauty is superficial and fleeting."

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