I lay dreamily in the grass of the safari zone, staring up at the wispy clouds in the sky. I wasn't worried about the Pokémon, I had been doing this for years now and had never been attacked, save for one Nidorino who was looking for a fight. I loved the sky, it was my namesake, after all. Skye, the name my mother gave me the minute she saw my eyes. They're sky blue and she said she could just stare into them, and see my father.

"Skye!" My mother yelled from the entrance. She didn't want to pay the 500 Pokedollar entry fee. I knew it was time to leave, so I stood up, tripping over my feet. I looked graceful, but I was extremely clumsy. I walked by the pool in the middle of the central area, almost at the exit, when I tripped over my own feet.

I tumbled head over heels into the deep pool and sunk to the bottom. I started to panic, I had never had swimming lessons and I couldn't swim. I was struggling, trying to fight my way to the surface when I felt a cool scaly skin snake around me. The unidentified Pokémon pulled me up to the surface, and I took a rattling breath of cool, windy air.

It coiled around my torso, and I felt a yell rise in my throat. It was too little, too late as the scaly Pokémon turned into a beam of red light and was sucked into the safari ball. It had hit the button of one of the six safari balls I kept on the Pokeball belt on my chest. They gave you thirty when you entered and I always clipped six onto my Pokeball belt, just in case.

The safari ball wriggled three times against my chest and finally lay still. My Auntie Petrah ran over to the lake and pulled me out, a thousand dollar Pokedollar note falling out of her pocket, she had obviously paid the entry fee in a rush.

"Skye, you're safe!" My mother exclaimed as Auntie Petrah guided me out of the safari zone, clutching my wet, dripping arm. My mother rushed over and gave me a crushing hug, and I laughed, "Mum, this is your favorite sweater. The one Dad gave to you. Are you sure you want to get it all wet and disgusting?" Mum then pulled back, a dark look in her eyes, "You're right Skye," Mum said, "Come on, I need to get Allie and Sam from Ash and Serena's. Do you want to come, Petrah?" My Mum and my Auntie Petrah are friends, mostly. It's my Dad they disagree about. Petrah's sure he's cheating, Mum is willing to swear on the life of her three children that he's faithful.

I don't know who to believe, but Auntie Petrah and my Dad are twins and grew up together. I think she knows him a bit better than my Mum, who hardly sees him once a year. But Ash and Serena are our next-door neighbors, and Serena, Mum and Auntie Petrah are really close. They have four children, Avalina (everyone calls her Avie), who is thirteen, like me, Lulu, who's nine and obsessed with being a Pokémon master and Oliver (Ollie) and Alfie, the five-year-old twins. Ollie and Alfie's ages matches up perfectly with Allie and Sam, who are also twins. They were born 2 week apart.

"Sure, Maya. I need some help with baking the perfect Pokepuffs, mine always sink down into flat pancakes!" She exclaimed, giggling with her tinkling laugh. "Happiny tries to act happy when I present her with a flat Pokepuff which tastes like cardboard, but I am not buying it."

Mum giggled and said to me, now deadly serious, "What's in that safari ball, Skye? Did you catch a Pokémon?" I suddenly clutched the cool metal of the safari ball as if it could give me reassurance.

"I don't know, but I was drowning and whatever it was saved me. It was like a long scaly rope, and it was blue, the same colour as the sky." My Mum gave Auntie Petrah a look, as if to say 'you're the Pokémon trainer, not me, so you better work out what it is!'

Auntie Petrah smiled and said, "I know what Pokémon it could be, Skye. There are two Pokémon that I know of that match that description, Dratini and Dragonair, unless it's Pokémon I've never seen or heard of before. But both Dratini and Dragonair live in the Kanto safari zone, so It's probably one of them." It was like fireworks went off in my head. I had seen a Dragonair before and it was so beautiful. It had sky blue scales and white wings near its head.

It couldn't fly with them; they were more like decorations. It was just beautiful, but hard to describe. Dratini was its prevolution, but I loved Dragonair the best.

"When we get to the Ketchum's, you should borrow some of Avie's clothes. We can't stop at the house; I'm already running twenty minutes late!" Mum said, suddenly in huge rush, grabbing my hand and pulling me along. I looked down at my violet sandals, they were ruined, though my violet dress would survive. My straw hat had been lost in the pool, and this upset me the most. My father had given it to me the last time he came to visit. It had been a late twelfth birthday present, even though my thirteenth birthday was two weeks after that visit.

So now I should tell you my sad life story. I don't have to, but whatever. You must be sick of me avoiding anything involving my father. I haven't even told you his name. So here it is, Marcus Flamer. My father is the champion of the Kanto region. There, I said it, now please leave me alone. It will all be revealed in good time. Now sit back, and enjoy the story.