You know what’s great? Turnieen. It’s the age that most people look forward to. I know that I was. I was super excited because my birthday fell on a saturday this year so it meant no school and we could spend all day celebrating. My parents had po take me to the adian Falls so that I could celebrate in style with a few drinks just like they did wheurned 18. It was nearly midnight when I id down in bed after pag a few things for our trip in the m and I figured I would do a little bit of reading one of my favorite fanfics about a certain perverted cakester ice goddess until midnight so I could wish myself a happy birthday. As the clock clicked closer to midnight, I felt I could hardly keep my eyes open, I just felt so tired. I checked the time and finally it read 12:00.

  “Happy birthday to me.” I whispered to myself befiving into the intense sleepiness and heading into my dreams.

  *~*~*~*~*

  You know what’s not so great? Opening your eyes to a room you don’t know, followed by the world's most intense headache. It felt like my head was going to be split open from the inside. I pressed my fato my pillow to suppress the sobs and screams while this headache of eternity kept scrambling my head. After what felt like forever, the headache started to subside yet my issues were not over. What the headache brought were memories, twelve years of them. Or was it eighteen, I don’t really know how it works as it seems like everything was merged together in the most inve way. It’s not like I have two sets of memories now, but that sort of deja vu feeling of something happened but you are not sure it truly did.

  It seems like I am ever so lucky to be the recipient of the legendary reination trope. Joy. I start to breathe rapidly while I realize what is going on, I have been reborn into the Pokemon world. As my mild panic attack starts to wane I realize that on top of being brought into the Pokemon world, I went from being an only child to having two siblings. My oldest sibling is May Oak, her name doesn’t ring any bells for me, but my twin brother? It’s the goat, Gary Mother-fug Oak. The spoiled grandson of Professor Samuel Oak in Pallet town. As for me? My name is Frost Oak, a girl that lives up to her h her icy personality. On the plus side, my current self seems to have had the same personality I did ba Earth so I shouldn’t have much issue fitting into my new family.

  After spending some time to calm down I decide that it is time to bite the bullet a out of bed. I looked around my room, which is colored in all sorts of whites, silvers and blue tohat make the room feel cooler, like a winter day. There are a few plushies around of ice type pokemon, one of which is on my bed of an Alon Vulpix. Vulpix has always been one of my favorite pokemon as far as I remember and when the adorable Alon variant was released I fell in love with it at first gnce. I mean, how could you not love the fluffy tails? Fluff is life! I quickly pick it up and hug it with a small squeal of joy before making my way to the full body mirror on my door.

  I took a deep breath before turning towards the mirror and taking in what I saw. My refle showed a teen girl of about 13 years old, standing about five foot five with mid back length silver-white hair with streaks of various shades of blue throughout it. One bang was colored a gcial blue color, simir to hue from X-men has one white bang. My face had an anime-esque look to it and was vaguely heart shaped, but my eyes drew all my attention.

  They were naturally phoenix shaped with one of the most intense ice blue color I have ever seen and they seemed to almost glow in the low light of my room. My pupils were not perfectly round but slightly poi the top and bottom, like a mix between a cat’s pupil and a human pupil. This gave me a slightly intimidating look, leaning more towards valiant or heroic than roguish. As I tio stare into my own eyes, I naturally started to stand a little bit taller, trying to match the same air my eyes gave.

  I cracked a small smile when I failed, finally pulling my gaze to the rest of me. I ’t say that I was gmorous or sexy, I mean I am only in my early teens, but I was starting to develop curves and I could only hope they would tio grow. My body itself was in good shape as my memories told me I had a habit of doing some light exercise to build some endura nothing hardcore currently. Gng down I finally came to the sed best part of my new body, my legs. I had legs for days and they were absolutely perfect. Smooth thighs that look inviting to toud perfectly shaped calves.

  “I look good,” I whispered to myself quietly. My voice was smooth but had a slight husky o it that would send shivers down anyone's spine. With a satisfied nod, I stopped admiring myself. I gave my Vulpix plushie another squeeze before setting it down on the bed and leaving my room. As I went down stairs I could hear the TV on as someone was listening or watg the news. Once I reached the first floor I saw my grandfather, Professor Oak, sitting on the couch.

  -I news, the starting age for trainers has been increased again. Just two years ago, the starting age was raised to thirteen but starting this year, all trainers must be at least sixteen years of age to pete in the Gym circuit, regardless ion. This ge has e about do to push back from parents and the due to the rise of violent crimes acro-…-

  “Ah Frost! Good m to you. Did you sleep well?” Professor Oak asked me while muting the TV.

  “Good m Grandpa. I slept like a baby, I o keep myself beautiful after all.” I replied with a cheeky smirk. “Is Gary out?”

  “He went off to go train with Ash again. I swear those two see each other as rivals or something.”

  “Either that or he has a crush on him.” Grandpa Oak just chuckled at my quip.

  I gzed at the TV looking at the headline only to be shocked about the age requirement for the Pokemon League. I mean, it is a good thing, like seriously, whose bright idea was it to allow 10 year olds to go out into the wild, with little to no survival training to capture creatures that when trained are able to reshape the map. Not to mention that trainers are also seen as the military force of the region when hired by the league. But that also means that I have to spend the hree years prepping for a jourhis caused me to sigh internally with relief.

  “Oh yes Frost, I almost fot! I retly received a present for you from my cousin in the Alion.” Grandpa Oak stood up from the coud walked over to the table where a box sat. He picked it up and ha to me with a warm smile. “Go ahead and open it, it is a te birthday present from my cousin who couldn’t make it this year.”

  Intrigued by his statement and happy for the gift and I slowly opehe box.