PLA Manga Vol.1!

@Joeybear7 is this good?

The first rays of sunlight made the water in Jubilife Village gold. Christa's light blue hair was shinning in the morning wind. She crouched by the water dipping her hands into the cold water.

Good morning little one a soft voice called. It was Adaman her father standing nearby with a gentle smile. Beside him Idira her mother watched Christa with pride and concern.

Christa’s attention however was on something else a Shinx stuck in the bushes was struggling to free itself. She stepped closer carefully.

Hey… it’s okay. I’ll help you she said.

With a gentle hand she untangled the Shinx brushing leaves from its fur. The Pokémon froze for a moment then blinked at her with curiosity.

Christa smiled and knelt down. You don’t have to be afraid. You can stay if you want… or go. It’s up to you.

The Shinx sniffed her hand then nuzzled it. Without a Pokéball it chose to follow her voluntarily hopping along at her side.

Adaman exchanged a glance with Idira. She’s… remarkable he murmured. But still so young.

Idira sighed. She doesn’t know the dangers out there yet… the shadows that lurk beyond Hisui.

Far in the distance dark clouds began gathering over the mountains. Christa skipped toward the village her Shinx trotting happily behind.

That night while the village slept Christa quietly slipped from her room careful not to wake her parents. She carried no Pokéballs only a small satchel with a few supplies. Tonight’s lesson was at the hidden training dummy at Prelude Beach.

Her first attempt at bending space was kind of bad. She reached toward a small rock and willed it to hover but it wobbled and dropped bouncing against the sand. She tried again stretching her fingers closing her eyes and focusing. Slowly the rock lifted floating gently in the air.

Got it she whispered.

Next she attempted to make a small flame and a flicker of electricity. The two collided in a tiny burst of light sending a harmless spark into the sand. Christa yelped hopping back then laughed a little.

You’ve got to control it Christa she told herself brushing sand off from her knees. Not everything can just… explode.

By the time she finished the moon was high overhead reflecting across the calm water. She stoped for a moment thinking that one day she would be able to do much more with practice.

In the Diamond Settlement far to the north two figures watched the horizon. Rei and Akari slightly older than Christa moved with quiet precision. They were siblings who had once faced Dialga and Palkia themselves and failed and fled.

They’ll remember us as heroes Akari said though her tone had doubt in it. Even if we ran…

Rei’s looked forward scanning the clouds. We did what we had to do. Nothing more nothing less.

Back in Jubilife Christa listened to the tales of the siblings who fought both Dialga and Palkia. her eyes were wide with wonder. She didn’t know they existed.

Days later Christa wandered near the forest edge following a trail of grass. The air grew thick and heavy as if something was comeing.

From the trees emerged a massive Alpha Torterra. Its eyes glowed with a red light. Birds scattered and the forest seemed to hold its breath.

Christa’s Shinx growled bristling. Christa stepped forward small but determined. You won’t hurt anyone she said firmly.

The Torterra charged. Christa and shinxs doged quickly.

A bright light came from Crista's hands as she tried to make lighting.

Suddenly the sky lit up and Arceus appeared. The divine Pokemon’s gaze fell on Christa seeing the power she had.

Even Arceus did not fully understand what it saw but it recognized potential. In a solemn voice it said I will keep your secret.

Christa simply panted brushing sand from her clothes. I… I just wanted to help…

The next day Christa found a Ponyta grazing near the village. Its leg had a deep cut in it.

Crista came to it and she said, let me help you.

She cleaned the wound. The Ponyta watched her cautiously refusing any Pokéball. Slowly the ponyta trusted her. After a tense moment it stepped closer and nuzzled her hand.

Christa smiled. See? You don’t have to be forced to follow me. You want to… and that’s enough.

By evening rumors had spread through the village Volo and Giratina were stirring trouble in faraway forests. Wildlife behaved strangely sudden storms and odd shadows unnerved the villagers.

Christa felt it too a tug in her chest a subtle distortion of time around her. She didn’t fully understand it but something in her powers responded.

Her parents worried discussing whether to tell her the truth. She’s too young Idira said.

But she’ll have to face it eventually Adaman replied. And she’ll need to be ready.

Christa overhearing them from a distance clenched her fists. Then I’ll get ready she whispered determination sparkling in her blue eyes.

That night Christa returned to Prelude Beach. The moon reflected perfectly on the calm water casting silver light over the sand.

She practiced bending space creating objects from nothing and combining Pokémon moves. A small flame flickered beside a spark of electricity; rocks hovered and then fell with precision.

Her Shinx sat quietly nearby watching while a few other Pokémon drawn by her kindness peeked from the treeline. They followed her silently respect and trust in their eyes.

Christa paused staring at the horizon. The distortion was leaving.

The waves lapped against the sand gentle and endless. For now Hisui was quiet. For now she was safe.

But somewhere far away shadows stirred. Volo and Giratina were waiting.

Arceus watched silently unseen, aware of the potential that lay within this small kind child.

The horizon glowed softly with sunrise the calm before the storm.

And Christa clutching Shinx in her arms smiled ready for whatever Hisui would throw at her next.