Senor-Refresho

“Astronomers are advising residents of Little Root to keep an eye on the sky today! Those bright flashes aren’t planes or rocket ships, but shooting stars. These are the result of our planet passing through the debris field left by the Millennium Comet. So keep your wishes handy, because any made on these extra-terrestrial rocks will be extra potent.” Nella bound down the stairs, heedless of the radio’s droning. She went right by her mother in the kitchen, acknowledging her only with a “Sorry, Mom!” as she ran out the front door. The thirteen year old met the mailman at the box, hopping between her legs until he handed her the post, most of which was magazine ads or bills. Ew. She dropped those and stared at the red box from The Hoenn PokeMon League. That red box was what Nella had been dreaming of for years; everything a PokeMon trainer needed to begin their journey. A Pkmn League Uniform, six basic PokeBalls, five Potions, and her own officially registered Pkmn League Passport. Oh,

Nella fell to her knees and stared at the small PokeBall. It looked every bit the same as it had before she threw it, but was so different. Now, there was a PokeMon inside. Her PokeMon. What kind did she get? She had barely seen it. Was it a useless Silcoon? An annoying Wingull? Maybe an adorable Aron, though they didn’t live around here. She distinctly remembered a fin. Maybe it was a cute Ralts! And it was hers now. She captured it, and she would train it to be the best ‘Mon it could be. She picked up the ball, clicked the lock, and shouted. “Random PokeMon, I chose you!” -------------------- Kendra was suspended in light, caught floating in a world she had never given a thought to; the world inside a PokeBall. She had the sensation of swimming in warm water, but without the water. Stroking her arms, kicking her legs didn’t move her; she didn’t get any closer to the edge or further from the center of her strange spherical world, only managing to spin herself in dizzying circles

Kendra chose to walk, and while she tromped behind Nella, wondered how often she would even get the choice. She was stuck in a blue bathing suit and matching water shoes, stuck being treated like a PokeMon, and worst of all, stuck as a PokeMon. There was no point in denying that any longer. Kendra had seen and done too many PokeThings. The air rushing across her head fin, and the wag of her leathery tail couldn’t be denied, either. Still, Kendra was resolved to escape her PokeLife. She had the idea to Water Gun Nella, get the PokeBall, and run. But the PokeMon couldn’t shake the feeling that was wrong; that it wasn’t right for Kendra to attack her trainer. The girl had captured her, and she owed Nella her obedience. But despite that thought, Kendra readied an extra large Water Gun blast. It was wrong, but it was necessary. If she didn’t get out now, Kendra wasn’t sure if she ever would. “So, what do you think?” Nella asked from ahead of her PokeMon. It was the first moment Kendra

“Nella!” Kendra shouted from inside her PokeBall, spinning in place. She reached, over and over again, for the interior lock that held the two halves of her prison closed. But it was useless. PokeBalls kept PokeMon like her inside them. “Nella, please let me out, I promise to be good.” It wasn’t just that her human mind revolted at the idea of being trapped like she was; Kendra needed to get out and keep her trainer safe. She didn’t trust that scientist and his whiney voice or bug eyed glasses. Of course, Nella was a dumb kid and didn’t see what she saw. But Kendra was helpless and trapped in the ball, watching as shadows warped by through the red half of her vessel. It was useless to determine what was what since it was all so big and tilted at odd angles. At best she could figure out when she was moving, and when she wasn’t. Until, that is, the ball was set in a cradle under an intense light that beamed into Kendra’s world, shining on her like a beacon and washing her out. “What

EDIT: February 2: Changed some dialogue portions of "Meetings in Rustboro," added detail to "Five to Go," and added "The Victory Road" section. Note: This is a summary/synopsis of the events I had planned for Wish Upon a PokeStar, not a close narrative of the story. If I were to write it all, this would practically be novel length. But I wanted to tell you how Nella and Kendra/Kippi's story ends. Note: This is also not the completed synopsis. A few last parts need writing, but I wanted to share what I had and get feedback, if possible. **DRAFT - FEEDBACK IS WELCOME** Pokefied (Chapters 1-4) Kendra is a model, forced to dress in a Mudkip costume for a photoshoot. She doesn’t like, or understand, PokeMon. Nella is a young girl who wants to enter the regional PokeTournament. But her mother won’t let her go, and she doesn’t have any PokeMon of her own. A shooting star flies overhead both of them as they make wishes. Kendra: “I wish I understood why everyone was so obsessed with