# The Journeys of Martha, Start from Snowpoint!

Author: QimmiQ
Tags: Human, Non-Anthro, Pokemon, tea

#1 of The Journies of Martha

I decided to post this (its obvious I know), and  more is going to come soon :)  
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QimmiQ

Made an edit, so now I'll be posting up Parts now. This is only the beginning. Enjoy.  
Revamped it, hopefully it'll be easier to read now :) 

 

Martha woke up in a daze. She could hear the kids downstairs playing;  
quickly she dressed. She chose jeans, a white tee-shirt with an  
embroidered pokeball she sewn herself, and a black cap with a pair of  
cartoony eyes. She would put on shoes and socks on later.  
First she needed breakfast and tea, and then she could start the day  
properly. She walked down the stairs and was almost immediately  
stampeded by her siblings. She toppled over with a spectacular thump.

 She scanned the room for her mom; in bed probably.

After dressing up the kids she sent them out to play in the snow.  
Now she could start her day. She put the kettle on and poured a bowl  
of cereal. Martha looked out the window and saw her brother and  
sisters; all three of them were kicking up a blizzard with their  
activities. Smiling to herself she poured her tea.

The first sip was perfect; there was a rich complexity to the tea she loved. It was so perfect she closed her eyes to try and hold on to the taste  
longer. Just as she was about to take another sip her stool was knocked  
under her, sending both Martha and her mug flying. "AGHHHH!!!" she  
screeched, her eyes snapped open in panic. She thumped as the floor  
greeted her. The mug was spinning like a demented kaleidoscope sending  
her beloved tea sloshing in the air. "N-no." She whimpered as soon  
as the mug and its contents hit the floor. Grief vanished in an  
instant to be replaced in anger. "Yena!" She cried out. The black,  
shivering mat of fur whined. Poochyena looked so sad at her outburst.  
His ears flattened and whimpered. Just as quickly her anger abated.  
"Sorry it was uncalled for" she said quietly. "I know it's only  
tea..." She looked sadly at the sodden floor.  
 

"Better clean it up." Martha muttered. Yena's red and yellow eyes  
flashed as he trotted to the window. He then pointed to the door and  
whined. "I know, in a minute gotta clean this mess first." Martha  
smiled. Somehow Yena always cheered her up.  
After a few hasty swipes with a sponge she hastily put on shoes  
(forgetting about her socks) and sprinted out of the house. Three  
steps later and a stumble into the snow bank, Martha retreated into  
the house and put on her jacket and a warmer hat. "Okay, no more  
setbacks. Let's go!" Yena barked his approval. She left the  
children; they were fine where they were; with other kids. She checked where her mother was. Half an hour later she found her picking up groceries at the  
pokemart.

"Hi mom!" she called out enthusiastically. "Martha."  
Shelly acknowledged. "Can I finally go now?" Martha pleaded. Martha  
always dreamed of going out her town and meeting the world; however  
her mother said no, on the basis of looking after the children and the  
Pokémon around the house. "Not today, remember we have your birthday  
coming up." "Oh yeah!" she exclaimed, quite happy at the  
prospect. "Can I go after? Please?" Martha said, stressing the last  
word. Shelly laughed gently and said "Maybe honey, perhaps Luke will  
go with you." "Speaking of which, where is he?" "Out by the  
garden I expect, he should be making a path to the forest." Luke was  
Martha's friend and partner in crime. They had been friends longer  
then she can remember. "Thanks mom!" with that she bolted away.  
"Martha sure is spirited." Shelly chuckled.

Martha found Luke when he was just about finished the pathway.  
"LUKE!!" hollered Martha. Luke jumped in surprise and said  
sheepishly "Oh, Martha. Found me have you?" "Yeah. Did you hear  
the news?" "What news?" "I might be able to leave tomorrow."  
She said happily, her eyes alight with enthusiasm. "Really? That's  
great!?" he enthused back. "Mom said you might be able to come. Do  
you want to?" "I'm sorry I can't granddad is getting worse."  
He said sadly. Luke's grandfather was elderly and was the unofficial  
mayor of the town. He was adored by all the kid's in the town;  
everyone called him uncle.

She helped him to finish the trail and they set off to Luke's  
granddad. When they got there they saw him lying on his bed, he looked  
exhausted. "Hello Vern how are you?" Martha asked. "I'm fine,  
just tired." Vern said quietly. "Tomorrow I'm leaving." Martha  
said with a bit of apprehension. "Really? That's great." He  
wheezed. "You sound terrible you should rest." "I will, but first  
I have to ask you something. Luke." "Yes?" "Will you be going  
with her?" "I-I don't know." Luke stammered. "Consider it.  
Remember you need to leave at some point of your life. It's not good  
for a young lad like yourself to be cooped up here." Luke was silent.  
"It's okay if you don't go straight away. Whenever you do send  
me a message and I'll be straight there." Martha said. "I really  
do, but not just yet." "I understand. I understand completely."  
She reassured him. "Thanks." "No problem. I'm kind of nervous  
anyways."

They were about to leave when Vern called Martha.  
"Martha." "Yes?" she said curiously. "On your journeys keep  
your eyes open for Jonathon." "Why? Who is Jonathon?" "He was a  
friend of yours years ago. Last I heard he moved to Sinnoh." "I  
never heard of him. Why do I not remember him?" she said stunned.  
"He has a Chimchar I believe. Just keep your eyes open." "O-okay I  
will. I promise." Martha said coyly.  
 

Luke and Martha left to go home. The next morning Martha woke up way  
early compared to when she usually waked up. After all it was her  
birthday. Impatience bit at her, she had to get up. She padded  
downstairs to find a few presents on the table. Long ago her mom  
decided that wrapping them was a waste of valuable materials and used  
alternatives. For a few years she had to find the presents around the  
house, than her mom decided to leave them on the table when she got  
older.

This morning she saw that there were assorted items she had been  
wanting for a while. There were shiny new pokéballs, two maps of Sinnoh, a variety of berries, and a few other nifty items she would need. Martha looked delighted  
and squealed her delight. "Thanks mom!" she called up the stairs;  
she heard a groan from her mother's room. She was half awake; in  
another half hour she would be up and ready.  
 

Martha tiptoed into her sibling's room and took an overlarge round  
hat from their closet. She snuck back out and walked to the kitchen.  
She grabbed a box marked 'Martha's set' and opened it delicately.  
She scanned the house suspiciously for anyone or any pokémon that  
might interfere. She opened to reveal a wooden and velvet interior,  
there was her most prized possession: her tea set. It was porcelain  
and made from Johto. There were abstract drawings of pokémon on each  
round cup, and there was a beautiful map of Johto on the teapot that  
was shaped vaguely like a pokeball. The set was all white and had a  
slight glimmer; bone china. There was even a storage space for the  
various spices and sugars she owned. She looked happily at it. It was her pride  
and joy. She tried to remember who gave it to her; she had it so long  
she forgot. Was it her mother? A distant relative? Or was it even this  
Jonathon person? She did not know, but then she heard the scampering  
claws of Yena as he scrambled to her.

 Quickly she snapped shut the box and placed it on the counter, just in time as she was tackled down and was bombarded by enthusiastic licks. Her laughs woke up the siblings. They catapulted out of bed and rushed to their big sister, adding to  
Yena's affections for his trainer. Martha was finding it hard to  
breathe over the tickling, licks, and crowding bodies.

It was quite a while longer before she could do anything. Eventually she got her breakfast. Quickly she showered and changed her clothes in preparation for the long journey ahead. She chose a red tee-shirt, jeans, a large rounded hat (it was very warm), and a white pokeball sweater. She quickly packed her things in a backpack, and hooking a small tent and sleeping bag below.  
 

She tearfully said goodbye when her mom finally got up; her sisters  
and brother looked morose. She took a few minutes to cheer them up.  
Then she waved goodbye and set out to the interior of Snowpoint City  
to battle the Gym Leader: Candice.  
Candice has always been her idol since she was a kid. She was a  
talented Ice-type trainer (one of her favourite types) and a Gym  
Leader as well.  
 

She stopped. She realized that she would need more than a battle-  
inexperienced Yena. She needed to train him and catch a few more  
pokémon and train them, if she ever were to stand a chance. After once  
again changing her course she headed out of Snowpoint City for the  
first time ever. She delighted at the snowflakes drifting down; making  
graceful trails. Yena sniffed around at the unfamiliar territory. He  
made is his job to become familiar with the landscape, setting off  
leaving his partner behind. Martha was still enthralled by the new  
scenery to notice Yena exploring around. She was grinning at the  
newfound freedom and waltzed around the clearing. Yena quickly and  
efficiently sniffed through the clearing, no dangers. There was this  
odd scent though. He couldn't put his paw on it though, vaguely  
familiar. It was one he smelt a long, long time ago before he was  
caught by Martha when she was ten years old. Martha spun and spun  
around laughing. She tripped and fell laughing. Was she going mad? Or  
was it that she was still giddy from freedom?  
 

Finally getting control of herself she called out to Yena. After a  
minutes pause he appeared looking snowy and covered in burrs. "Find  
anything?" She asked. "Pooch yena." Responded Yena. "I take it  
as a no than. Come on lets go. We have to beat the Gym Leaders. Take  
the fight to them. First off is Candice from here; were nowhere near  
powerful enough yet. We need to train you up and hopefully catch a few  
pokémon if were ever to stand a chance."

They set off from Snowpoint City without another glance and set off  
across to the Lake Acuity Lakefront. "Hmm... It's getting colder.  
She noticed that the sun was setting below Mt. Coronet. "That  
explains it. Yena, we need to pitch camp. It'll be freezing tonight.  
Come on lets set up the tent."  
 

She unhooked the tent bag and sleeping bag below her it took about  
fifteen minutes to set up the tent and cover it in another layer for  
warmth and protection against the wind. She laid out a thick sleeping  
bag, a small bed for Yena, and a tiny heater to keep the tent from  
freezing. She quickly changed her clothing, into her night garb.  
"Good night Yena. Tomorrow we start officially." She softly said.  
The morning was cold and crisp. She hardly felt the cold, she had  
grown up in this climate ever since she was born. "Today's the day.  
Let's go!" "Yen a!" they packed up the tent and belongings in a  
separate bag as an afterthought; it would be easier. Martha pulled out  
a bag, and drew out their breakfast. She took out a thermos of hot  
water and poured it into the porridge. She fed Yena with pokémon food.  
He wolfed it down gleefully. "We don't have much hot water left.  
Pretty soon we are going to have to make some more. I wish we had a  
Fire-type pokémon. It would make things so much easier right now."  
Martha said.  
 

"Let's train now!" Martha said suddenly. "Come on let's  
go!" both she and Yena set off briskly. Yena growled and set off  
ahead. "Yena? What did you find?" to which she got no answers. She  
started to run after her pokémon. Finally near Lake Acuity Martha  
wondered what got Yena so excited. There was a lump in the snow. There  
were footsteps around the area; perhaps whatever the object was it was  
dropped by accident. Martha walked up to the object and bent to pick  
it up. She brushed snow off the object and examined it. It was a  
pokeball! It had a pokémon in it. Martha pressed the button in the  
center.

The ball opened up with a 'pshh' and white light arched  
out. The light quickly took shape. The light faded and a pokémon with  
four legs, pincers, and was luridly coloured stepped out. 'What  
pokémon is that?" Martha exclaimed. Quickly she rummaged in her bag  
and pulled out her pokedex. "Indentify please. Any idea what pokémon  
that is?" "Ariados, the Long Leg Pokémon. The evolved form of  
Spinarak. Ariados is able to spin extremely strong and sticky webs to  
trap its adversaries." The pokedex chirped out. "Ariados, eh? Come  
on Yena, we can take it!"

 Yena growled. "Yena use Bite!" Yena lunged to bite Ariados. Yena's fangs closed on one of Ariados's legs. It jumped away and shot out a stream of something.

 "String Shot, be careful Yena!" Yena sidestepped the string and lunged in for  
another Bite. Ariados jumped above Yena and Ariados's horn glowed  
black and it fired a black beam from its horn at Yena.  
Yena yelped and stumbled. "Yena! Come on it was only Night Shade; we  
can still take care of it!" "Yena use Tackle!" Martha commanded.  
Yena crashed right into the Ariados. The pokémon staggered. "Good  
job Yena, keep up the good work." Ariados's left foreleg glowed a  
sickly purple and the pokémon lunged at Yena, The leg stabbed into  
Yena's shoulder. Yena whimpered. "Oh no you're poisoned!"  
 

Martha said fearfully, recognizing the symptoms. Quickly she pulled  
out a coloured bottle and sprayed it at Yena. Yena looked relieved.  
"That was close. Yena use Bite!" Yena once again lunged at  
Ariados. Ariados did not move in time and it got bitten. It looked  
visibly weaker. "Good job! I'll try to re-catch it!" Martha took  
the pokeball the originally held Ariados and threw it at the pokémon.  
 

It struck the pokémon and Ariados glowed red and lost all physicality.  
It became red energy and the ball clicked open and sucked in Ariados.  
The pokeball landed on the ground and it shook. One... Two... Three...  
and it clicked. Ariados was caught! "Great job Yena! We caught our  
first pokémon!" Martha cheered. "Pooch." Answered Yena. "But I  
wonder who Ariados's original trainer was." Martha asked aloud.  
"I'd better return the pokémon. As soon as I find its trainer I  
will return it. But first I will use it, after all I caught it." She  
vowed.  
 

"Ariados, meet my partner Yena." Martha said as she released her  
new catch. Ariados looked coolly at Yena, and turned away. "Please no  
hostilities. Remember you are a team." Martha said, sensing the  
hostility. "Now that there are two of you, let's practice!"  

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