Love and Computers: A Pokemon Fan-fiction

[Khina Bree]

Chapter One: Beginnings

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Saffron City - Silph Co Main Building
R & D Department: 4 January 2006, 10:12 PM

The research and development floor was dark and silent, as was per usual when Silph closed for the weekend. All was silent, except for the lone cubicle in the center of the room. This cubicle was illuminated by a table lamp and was producing the sound of keystrokes. Someone was pulling overtime. The cubicle in question belonged to a one, Conor Knight, son of Mitchell  Knight, former head of the department.
Conor didn't get this job on pity however, considering he was only 15. No no, Conor had earned this job. He had proven his intellect to be far beyond worthy of picking up his father's work. Mitchell Knight had been the genius behind the creation of the first digital Pokemon, Porygon. Conor had taken it a step further, and developed the Silph Co Up-Grade. The Up-Grade was used to make Porygon capable of working in space and had created a multi-million pen deal with the Hoenn Space Center. That wasn't enough though. Not for Conor. After the Up-Grade was developed, he started working on his newest project. A new up-grade built on the current. Something didn't turn out quite right though. How the disc managed to hold a terabyte of information when it was only designed to hold around 8 gigabytes was beyond him.
Following the mishap of the second upgrade for Porygon, and the project cancellation for the Mossdeep Space Mission, Porygon, now Porygon-Z, was left in Conor's care once more. He had named his friend Tron, after one of his favorite films and Tron was always at his side. Conor's work at Silph was made all the faster and more effective thanks to the help from Tron. Often playing around on his monitor to keep Conor smiling through out his work day or fixing programming errors found in the Silph Server. As much as Conor loved his Porygon-Z, he often felt alone.
The storm outside was building still as Conor tapped away on his keyboard. His newest project had been a work-in-progress for the last several months and was off record as far as Silph Co was concerned. In fact, no one inside the company even knew about it. That's just how Conor wanted it. A few keystrokes later, and an image began to materialize on the screen. It took the shape of a head. Then it formed into a more feminine face. Strands of colorless hair grew from the top and trailed down until they met the now forming shoulders.
Conor looked up from his keyboard momentarily and took a look at the screen, "Blue eyes I think. Maybe hazel," he muttered to himself and then pressed a few more keys. The eyes on the girl's face slowly faded from gray to blue and then changed to hazel. Conor scratched his chin, still disappointed that he hadn't grown any facial hair, then changed the eyes back to blue. "Lighter shade. Definitely lighter."
The minutes went by and Conor's screen continued to show the girl. Her body had finished materializing on the flat monitor. He nodded at the proper body shape and kept working. Within the hour he had settled on crystal blue eyes, fair skin and an average B cup with a moderately small waist. The hair he had yet to decide on. He set the hair to alter colors until he saw one he liked. The monitor began to cycle through every possible hair color. As it did, an idea struck Conor like a Thunderbolt striking a Magikarp in midair: rainbow hair.
Midnight was rapidly approaching but Conor didn't seem to pay it any mind. The woman he had created on his computer was finished. A perfect girl for him. With a swelling feeling of anxiety, Conor began uploading his digital intelligence into the program. It would make her just as smart as him and she could even learn. Artificial Intelligence, the first of its kind, and she was all his.
The upload was completed. Conor's heart raced as he eased the mouse over to the "Start Program" icon. The screen went dark. The sound of foot steps was heard and a figure began walking toward the screen. Conor flicked on his webcam, allowing the interaction program to function. The girl came into the digital spotlight on screen, her hair shining vividly in a seven-color spectrum. Conor began to smile widely as he finally saw the perfect girl before him.
She opened her eyes and blinked away the sleep from them, stretching for the first time and yawning in a rather adorable manner. She looked straight at the screen and spoke finally, "H-hello."
"Hello there," Conor smiled as he spoke, "How are you feeling?"
"I...feel...alive," she felt her self as she spoke and eventually smiled at him, "Who are you?"
"My name is Conor. I...I made you."
"Conor. That name is so becoming of you. I like it," she blushed slightly.
"I didn't name you however. Do you know what you would like to be named?"
She stood there and thought for a moment, "May I access your internet browser, Conor?"
"Of course," he opened the browser, bringing the girl onto the webpage.
The girl adjusted her shirt and touched the search bar. Letters began forming and making words as she held it. Soon the search engine brought forth dozens of results. She scoured and searched for a while before closing the browser on her own.
"Did you find a name you liked?" Conor asked shyly.
"I did. I will be known, as Olivia," she answered proudly.
"Olivia. Perfect. It suits you well."
The two smiled and gazed at each other through the camera and monitor that separated them for what seemed like hours. By three in the morning, they had conversed and gotten to know each other. Olivia was not shy in sharing with Conor that she found him overly attractive and wanted to be with him every day.
"I have just the thing," Conor held up a finger as he spoke, signalling her to wait a second. He reached into his messenger bag and produced a strange looking laptop with what looked like an arm bracer on the bottom. A wired headset with a strange eye lens was plugged into it as well, "This is my personal arm-mounted laptop. The headset has a camera and a viewing lens. I can upload you to it and take yo with me everywhere I go."
Olivia beamed at him through the monitor, "I can!? We can be together all the time? What are you waiting for? Get me off this desktop!"

Chapter Two - Taboo
Olivine City - Battle Frontier Entrance
14 March 2007, 1:15 PM
Olivine City was a cozy port town on the far west side of the Johto Region. It had been a little over a month since Conor resigned from Silph, fearing that the company was going to seize his yet to be patented inventions from him, just as they had tried to claim Porygon-Z was their property. Olivine was the last place he thought he'd wind up and yet here he was. The Battle Frontier had posted "Now Hiring" posters all over the region, which was the entire reason for coming here.
"I don't see why we're way out here Conor," the woman in his earpiece interjected as he walked into the site.
Conor sighed, "Olivia. I have to find a job so I can afford to make my inventions and provide for the two of us. This Frontier Brain spot pays twenty-thousand a week. I have no doubts my team can handle this."
He stopped in front of what looked like a factory under construction, "No problem at all," he said quieter.
Olivia was not so sure, "Tron is your security and anti-virus program. Ambrotious is your family pet. Kisara is a pretty fish you pampered and Static? He's wild Conor. He needs more training. A lot more."
Conor would have turned to face the girl, if she were standing there. Instead he huffed and flicked an eye piece from his headset over his right eye. Soon an image in the lens appeared of a woman with prismatic hair and gorgeous eyes. It was Olivia, living inside his newly crafted computer-mech arm. He looked dead at her, more like focused his eye on her and told her, "My Pokemon are my friends, regardless how they were raised. They are more than capable of battle and certainly able to win. have faith in them, as you have faith in me."
The miniature virtual woman sighed and smiled at him through the lens, "You know that's unfair Conor. I love you more than anything and you know I have undying faith in you too."
"Then let me do this Olivia, please."
She shook her head, "If you think you can do it, who am I to argue?"
"I could kiss you right now," he replied before dashing into the unfinished building.

More to come?