Protection
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This story is in the middle of revision, you can post if you'd like, but just know that this is gonna be changing, so your comments may not make sense.
This is my first fan fic, I want to share with you guys, I want some feedback, so I can improve.
Special thanks to:
Apollo the Incinermyn
-For his large Critcs, that have helped me revise this Fan-Fic-
Zyflair
-For being an awesome person, that I just wanna thanks, cause I can!-
The battle heated up Intensely, just as I sent out my Charizard, A storm appeared out of nowhere. I instinctively returned my Charizard, and then thought quickly of a Pokémon that would do well against my rivals Ampharos. I had only 2 Pokémon conscious, Charizard, or my Scraggy. I had no choice but the let my scraggy take a beating and hope for the best.
“Go Scraggy! Show Ampharos who’s the boss!”I learned quickly, that if your gonna fight in rain, you better be prepared to fight for something other than the sweet taste of victory. The rain beat down hard, as my Scraggy took large blows from the Ampharos. The rained turned into hail, and as more hail came from the sky, the Ampharos seemed to be getting stronger. I guess I never saw it coming.
“Go pokeball!”
My rival and I both turned our head towards the tree line, where we heard the evil sounding voice. Out of nowhere came a pokeball flying right at my Scraggy. I really couldn’t believe my eyes, when suddenly Scraggy was stolen right before my eyes. I fell to the ground weeping for my lost Pokémon when suddenly I saw a Fearow fly overhead. It had such grace in the stormy weather, the hail, and rain. I had always wanted a Fearow, or a Dragonite. He heard a loud thud in the bushes and then a shady figure walked out of the forest, and handed him a pokeball. I was wondering what it was, when suddenly he threw it out of anger for his lost Pokémon, and out came Scraggy!
“Wow, Mr., were did you learn to catch a stolen Pokémon like that!” I asked the shady man. The man had a face that looked familiar to the young boy. He also had some really shaggy long hair. There was a deep silence in the air when the stranger finally talked.
“Kids, stay out of the woods, return to your home, get some rest, and never come back to the woods,” The man replied with urgency in his voice.
The young man was so scared of the man that we returned home, with urgency in his pace. When he got home his mom thought that he was kidding about seeing a dark shady man in the woods, she took him to his small room, and then told him a story a short story about those woods.“Honey, when I had you your father had taken a vowel with the Gallade of the forest that he would protect all that entered, lived, breathed, and even battled in the forest. He was one of the few people chosen from this town. Many months ago, your rival told his mom about seeing a wild Gallade in the forest. She quickly called a town meeting, here we all heard the crazy story. We all knew what it meant 1 of the many young men in this village is going to get chosen to do the same thing your father does. I really hope that when the time comes, you aren’t the 1 boy leaving his life behind to go and live in the mucky old forest, and become the same creature your father has become.”
By the time the story was done, the young man was out asleep. His mom tucked him in, and took the liberty of taking his Pokémon to the nearest Pokémon center. She was exhausted when she got home, but relieved to find her son still asleep in bed. Little did she know what was going to happen the next day, and little did she want to know.
The next morning, the young man woke up to some commotion near his bedroom window. He took a peak out his window, and he saw a Gallade rummaging through some papers, in the garbage. He noticed some defining features. The most obvious feature was the Purple color, and the black where white should be. He quickly got to his desk, and grabbed a camera, where he took several pictures, that he would later sketch into his journal. He went back to sleep.
Within another hour, there was a hard knock at the front door. He leaped out of bed, and hid behind the wall by the stairwell, where he could only hear what was being said, but could not see anything unless he peaked around the blue painted wall.
“I told you, I don’t ever want to see your face again!” The young man’s mom was yelling towards somebody, but for a while there was absolutely no reply to the yelling.
“Your son, he is awake, behind the wall, have him come down.” The young man heard a mysterious, and some weird tone, that no human could ever posses. The boy, scared out of his mind, came down the stairs, just to see the same Gallade he saw earlier. He quickly snapped a photo, and put his camera away. He walked up to the tall figure, and shook his hand. He noticed the long pointy elbows, his grey eyes, peacefulness he only sees in the forest. He also noticed the very different coloring, the purple instead of green, the grey, instead of white.
“What is your name boy?”
“A… A…Jaron, Jaron McDon”
“Jaron, shut up, don’t talk to this monster” Jarons mom snapped at him, with some annoyance in her voice.
Jaron invited the Gallade into the front room, without his moms approval, Gallade and Jaron talked, and then Jaron noticed other unusual features, he saw 3 Pokeballs around his waist. And for some reason, the Gallades Pokeballs weren’t empty, they seemed to have Pokémon inside of them. They moved occasionally, and looked like they were alive sometimes. Some of the Pokeballs seemed to have roared occasionally.
“Jaron, you seem to be eyeing the Pokeballs at my waist.”
“Umm” Jaron replied with some confusion, and fear in his voice.
“Don’t worry, I have never like these things, I was going to give them to you, each one of them holds the forests protectors, and you have a chance to get one of them, what do you say?”
“Umm”
“Your questionable vocabulary seems to say that you are scared. Is that true?”
Jaron rolled his eyes at the Gallade, and then went back to noticing different features about this Gallade. He noticed the calmness in his eyes, he also noticed that he had stains on his knees, almost like grass stains, they weren’t like anything that looked normal, almost like a paint feature on his knee.
“I am in, but my mom won’t be too happy.” Jaron replied with some sadness in his voice.
“Great, pick one.”
Gallade showed him three Pokeballs. Jaron of course wanted a Fearow, the first protector, then there was a Dragonite, he couldn’t believe his eyes, and the third was an Amphoros, he was shocked, as memories of that fateful encounter with the mysterious man in the woods. Jaron picked Dragonite. The adventure had begun.
Chapter 1
The Adventure is not Here!
Chapter 2
The First time:
NOTE: Is going to be a post, this is just for easy finding.
Chapter 3
1.
2.
Thanks for reading, and please give me some feedback, I would really appreciate it.
This story is in the middle of revision, you can post if you'd like, but just know that this is gonna be changing, so your comments may not make sense.
This is my first fan fic, I want to share with you guys, I want some feedback, so I can improve.
Special thanks to:
Apollo the Incinermyn
-For his large Critcs, that have helped me revise this Fan-Fic-
Zyflair
-For being an awesome person, that I just wanna thanks, cause I can!-
Prologue:
The battle heated up Intensely, just as I sent out my Charizard, A storm appeared out of nowhere. I instinctively returned my Charizard, and then thought quickly of a Pokémon that would do well against my rivals Ampharos. I had only 2 Pokémon conscious, Charizard, or my Scraggy. I had no choice but the let my scraggy take a beating and hope for the best.
“Go Scraggy! Show Ampharos who’s the boss!”I learned quickly, that if your gonna fight in rain, you better be prepared to fight for something other than the sweet taste of victory. The rain beat down hard, as my Scraggy took large blows from the Ampharos. The rained turned into hail, and as more hail came from the sky, the Ampharos seemed to be getting stronger. I guess I never saw it coming.
“Go pokeball!”
My rival and I both turned our head towards the tree line, where we heard the evil sounding voice. Out of nowhere came a pokeball flying right at my Scraggy. I really couldn’t believe my eyes, when suddenly Scraggy was stolen right before my eyes. I fell to the ground weeping for my lost Pokémon when suddenly I saw a Fearow fly overhead. It had such grace in the stormy weather, the hail, and rain. I had always wanted a Fearow, or a Dragonite. He heard a loud thud in the bushes and then a shady figure walked out of the forest, and handed him a pokeball. I was wondering what it was, when suddenly he threw it out of anger for his lost Pokémon, and out came Scraggy!
“Wow, Mr., were did you learn to catch a stolen Pokémon like that!” I asked the shady man. The man had a face that looked familiar to the young boy. He also had some really shaggy long hair. There was a deep silence in the air when the stranger finally talked.
“Kids, stay out of the woods, return to your home, get some rest, and never come back to the woods,” The man replied with urgency in his voice.
The young man was so scared of the man that we returned home, with urgency in his pace. When he got home his mom thought that he was kidding about seeing a dark shady man in the woods, she took him to his small room, and then told him a story a short story about those woods.“Honey, when I had you your father had taken a vowel with the Gallade of the forest that he would protect all that entered, lived, breathed, and even battled in the forest. He was one of the few people chosen from this town. Many months ago, your rival told his mom about seeing a wild Gallade in the forest. She quickly called a town meeting, here we all heard the crazy story. We all knew what it meant 1 of the many young men in this village is going to get chosen to do the same thing your father does. I really hope that when the time comes, you aren’t the 1 boy leaving his life behind to go and live in the mucky old forest, and become the same creature your father has become.”
By the time the story was done, the young man was out asleep. His mom tucked him in, and took the liberty of taking his Pokémon to the nearest Pokémon center. She was exhausted when she got home, but relieved to find her son still asleep in bed. Little did she know what was going to happen the next day, and little did she want to know.
The next morning, the young man woke up to some commotion near his bedroom window. He took a peak out his window, and he saw a Gallade rummaging through some papers, in the garbage. He noticed some defining features. The most obvious feature was the Purple color, and the black where white should be. He quickly got to his desk, and grabbed a camera, where he took several pictures, that he would later sketch into his journal. He went back to sleep.
Within another hour, there was a hard knock at the front door. He leaped out of bed, and hid behind the wall by the stairwell, where he could only hear what was being said, but could not see anything unless he peaked around the blue painted wall.
“I told you, I don’t ever want to see your face again!” The young man’s mom was yelling towards somebody, but for a while there was absolutely no reply to the yelling.
“Your son, he is awake, behind the wall, have him come down.” The young man heard a mysterious, and some weird tone, that no human could ever posses. The boy, scared out of his mind, came down the stairs, just to see the same Gallade he saw earlier. He quickly snapped a photo, and put his camera away. He walked up to the tall figure, and shook his hand. He noticed the long pointy elbows, his grey eyes, peacefulness he only sees in the forest. He also noticed the very different coloring, the purple instead of green, the grey, instead of white.
“What is your name boy?”
“A… A…Jaron, Jaron McDon”
“Jaron, shut up, don’t talk to this monster” Jarons mom snapped at him, with some annoyance in her voice.
Jaron invited the Gallade into the front room, without his moms approval, Gallade and Jaron talked, and then Jaron noticed other unusual features, he saw 3 Pokeballs around his waist. And for some reason, the Gallades Pokeballs weren’t empty, they seemed to have Pokémon inside of them. They moved occasionally, and looked like they were alive sometimes. Some of the Pokeballs seemed to have roared occasionally.
“Jaron, you seem to be eyeing the Pokeballs at my waist.”
“Umm” Jaron replied with some confusion, and fear in his voice.
“Don’t worry, I have never like these things, I was going to give them to you, each one of them holds the forests protectors, and you have a chance to get one of them, what do you say?”
“Umm”
“Your questionable vocabulary seems to say that you are scared. Is that true?”
Jaron rolled his eyes at the Gallade, and then went back to noticing different features about this Gallade. He noticed the calmness in his eyes, he also noticed that he had stains on his knees, almost like grass stains, they weren’t like anything that looked normal, almost like a paint feature on his knee.
“I am in, but my mom won’t be too happy.” Jaron replied with some sadness in his voice.
“Great, pick one.”
Gallade showed him three Pokeballs. Jaron of course wanted a Fearow, the first protector, then there was a Dragonite, he couldn’t believe his eyes, and the third was an Amphoros, he was shocked, as memories of that fateful encounter with the mysterious man in the woods. Jaron picked Dragonite. The adventure had begun.
Chapter 1
The Adventure is not Here!
Jaron arrived at the destination that Gallade told him to meet him. He thought about his mother often and wanted to visit her; however Gallade prohibited that until he was a full-fledged forest protector. He occasionally sent letters to her. She always replied promptly, but had only one Pokémon to deliver the letters, a Fearow. Jaron had learned a lot, and missed his comfortable home, especially since running on five hours of sleep, and two meals a day, it kinda wears one out pretty fast.
“Gallade, I’m here.”
“You’ve arrived. Took you long enough.” Gallade replied with an angry tone.
“Sorry some kids got lost somewhere on long the trail. They weren’t very smart.”
knew every trail by heart, he knew all the trees, Pokémon species, and every cliff in the area. Seeing that he had been in the forest for almost a year now, he already had a team of 3, Dragonite, his first forest protector, Fearow, his messaging Pokémon, and his favorite, Scraggy, his first Pokémon that he ever battled with. He was almost a full-fledged trainer, but he had only earned the first badge.
“I want you to scale the great oak tree of these woods, after this, you will be just like your father, the human protector.”
“I will do this one like I did the trail finding one.” Jaron replied with too much confidence in his voice.
He began to climb, but he only got about half way before he ran out of branches that would hold him, so he had to use his brains. He thought heavily about the idea of falling, and found an idea that would work. Or so he thought. He climbed onto the first branch, and heard a large snap. He quickly climbed off the branch. He thought deeply this time. The idea first hit him, like a dumb one, but it later played out perfectly.
“Got it” Jaron said to himself, with a little bit too much strength.
Jaron climbed onto the trunk, and shimmied up the tree until he happened to land right onto some branches that could hold him. From his position, he was only a few feet away from the flat top of the tree. In about 10 minutes, he was on the tree, and was now known as the forest protector.
“I did it, I did it!!” Jaron screamed, and then fell off the tree, landing safely on the ground below him.
“Congratulations, I knew you would do it.” Gallade replied with pride in his voice.
Later that day, Jaron was excited, and went onto his first tour of duty, looking for Pokémon thieves. He was about 2 hours into the patrol, and he spotted a heated battle. It was two young men, who had been here before, and he knew them by name, he didn’t know that they knew each other, so he went down to the ground, and observed them silently from the treeline.
“Go Scrafty!” the older one of the two yelled,
“Use low kick Machamp!” The youngest yelled.
Scrafty was sent flying and landed in some bushes, but quickly regained his strength and entered the battle again.
“Scrafty, use fury swipes!”
Machamp fell to the ground fainted. The younger one left the battle scene crying, but he didn’t notice that he had wondered off the trail, but eventually found his way back to the trail. Life was dull for Jaron, he hadn’t seen anything happen in like 9 months, thieves were vanishing out of thin air, and no one had problems with lost people. He was getting bored of life, and wanted to get home, and see his mom, but Gallade said no every time he would ask. Letters from home were getting rarer by the day.
“Gallade, I am not getting letters from anyone, what is with that.” Jaron asked almost in tears.
“When someone becomes a forest protector, they are all outlaws, no one likes them, and no one knows of them.” Gallade said in a mono-tone voice.
Jaron went to sleep in tears, he was angry, sad, and everything in between, he wanted to enjoy life, but he had nothing to enjoy. He noticed all those times that he had been around people, they couldn’t see him, and wouldn’t notice him. He then blacked out.
“Jaron, get your butt out of bed, it is 5:45.” Gallade was yelling at him.
“Okay, I am up, gosh take a breather for once.” Jaron yelled annoyed at the fact he slept in 39 seconds late.
Jaron went outside, and felt the soft wind on his face; he also saw the dew on some of the grass. He kept jotting something down in his journal. Gallade kept noticing, and was getting curious as to what that was, but being the honest Pokémon he is, he would never say anything about it. Jaron felt the soft northern winds, and knew that a heavy storm was going to be coming.
“Gallade, do I have a thief patrol, or a lost person report?” Jaron asked calmly.
“Neither… Someone has reported a lost Pokémon in the woods. It is your mission to find it, before the storm comes,” Gallade walked off, looking around for something that could happen.
Jaron left immediately towards the Ranger station, they only people who knew that he existed. While traveling by Fearow, he spotted several heard of Stantler, and A couple Sawsbuck here and there. It was a 2 hour fly to get to the ranger station from the peak, but it was enjoyable. Every time he flew, he saw his favorite site, the clearing were you could see every type of Pokémon in the forest meet for some battles. He heard the occasional cries of trainers throwing their Pokeballs at wild Pokémon. A couple times he had seen a trainer get lost trying to get out.
Back at the camp, Gallade took a look at the computer that he used to stay in contact with the ranger station. They never knew he was a Pokémon, but if they did…
“Gallade, I’m here.”
“You’ve arrived. Took you long enough.” Gallade replied with an angry tone.
“Sorry some kids got lost somewhere on long the trail. They weren’t very smart.”
knew every trail by heart, he knew all the trees, Pokémon species, and every cliff in the area. Seeing that he had been in the forest for almost a year now, he already had a team of 3, Dragonite, his first forest protector, Fearow, his messaging Pokémon, and his favorite, Scraggy, his first Pokémon that he ever battled with. He was almost a full-fledged trainer, but he had only earned the first badge.
“I want you to scale the great oak tree of these woods, after this, you will be just like your father, the human protector.”
“I will do this one like I did the trail finding one.” Jaron replied with too much confidence in his voice.
He began to climb, but he only got about half way before he ran out of branches that would hold him, so he had to use his brains. He thought heavily about the idea of falling, and found an idea that would work. Or so he thought. He climbed onto the first branch, and heard a large snap. He quickly climbed off the branch. He thought deeply this time. The idea first hit him, like a dumb one, but it later played out perfectly.
“Got it” Jaron said to himself, with a little bit too much strength.
Jaron climbed onto the trunk, and shimmied up the tree until he happened to land right onto some branches that could hold him. From his position, he was only a few feet away from the flat top of the tree. In about 10 minutes, he was on the tree, and was now known as the forest protector.
“I did it, I did it!!” Jaron screamed, and then fell off the tree, landing safely on the ground below him.
“Congratulations, I knew you would do it.” Gallade replied with pride in his voice.
Later that day, Jaron was excited, and went onto his first tour of duty, looking for Pokémon thieves. He was about 2 hours into the patrol, and he spotted a heated battle. It was two young men, who had been here before, and he knew them by name, he didn’t know that they knew each other, so he went down to the ground, and observed them silently from the treeline.
“Go Scrafty!” the older one of the two yelled,
“Use low kick Machamp!” The youngest yelled.
Scrafty was sent flying and landed in some bushes, but quickly regained his strength and entered the battle again.
“Scrafty, use fury swipes!”
Machamp fell to the ground fainted. The younger one left the battle scene crying, but he didn’t notice that he had wondered off the trail, but eventually found his way back to the trail. Life was dull for Jaron, he hadn’t seen anything happen in like 9 months, thieves were vanishing out of thin air, and no one had problems with lost people. He was getting bored of life, and wanted to get home, and see his mom, but Gallade said no every time he would ask. Letters from home were getting rarer by the day.
“Gallade, I am not getting letters from anyone, what is with that.” Jaron asked almost in tears.
“When someone becomes a forest protector, they are all outlaws, no one likes them, and no one knows of them.” Gallade said in a mono-tone voice.
Jaron went to sleep in tears, he was angry, sad, and everything in between, he wanted to enjoy life, but he had nothing to enjoy. He noticed all those times that he had been around people, they couldn’t see him, and wouldn’t notice him. He then blacked out.
“Jaron, get your butt out of bed, it is 5:45.” Gallade was yelling at him.
“Okay, I am up, gosh take a breather for once.” Jaron yelled annoyed at the fact he slept in 39 seconds late.
Jaron went outside, and felt the soft wind on his face; he also saw the dew on some of the grass. He kept jotting something down in his journal. Gallade kept noticing, and was getting curious as to what that was, but being the honest Pokémon he is, he would never say anything about it. Jaron felt the soft northern winds, and knew that a heavy storm was going to be coming.
“Gallade, do I have a thief patrol, or a lost person report?” Jaron asked calmly.
“Neither… Someone has reported a lost Pokémon in the woods. It is your mission to find it, before the storm comes,” Gallade walked off, looking around for something that could happen.
Jaron left immediately towards the Ranger station, they only people who knew that he existed. While traveling by Fearow, he spotted several heard of Stantler, and A couple Sawsbuck here and there. It was a 2 hour fly to get to the ranger station from the peak, but it was enjoyable. Every time he flew, he saw his favorite site, the clearing were you could see every type of Pokémon in the forest meet for some battles. He heard the occasional cries of trainers throwing their Pokeballs at wild Pokémon. A couple times he had seen a trainer get lost trying to get out.
Back at the camp, Gallade took a look at the computer that he used to stay in contact with the ranger station. They never knew he was a Pokémon, but if they did…
Chapter 2
The First time:
NOTE: Is going to be a post, this is just for easy finding.
Jaron was flying peacefully, when he suddenly saw a Pokémon he hasn’t seen in a little while. While flying over the marshes, he saw a Feraligatr, he was shocked, they weren’t natural, but they were still wild. He always enjoyed the sight of wild Pokémon. He finally landed at the ranger station, and asked the trainer what Pokémon was missing, and where he was last seen.
“It’s my Spoink, I have had him for a couple days, and then he left!” The young man replied, with no sadness in his voice.
“I will try to locate him, I can’t promise anything, okay?” Jaron replied very calmly.
“Thanks.”
Jaron took off on his Fearow, and then saw a heard of Spoink; they were jumping calmly, in the light rain. Jaron had always wanted one from the wild; he heard they were better than the ones that you could adopt. Jaron had never preferred adopted Pokémon, he always believed in wild capture, and bonding. He flew down, into an unsuspecting trap of Pokémon thieves.
“We got him, a mysterious voice said,” from behind the bush line.
“SHUT-UP!” Another voice replied.
Jaron landed with his Fearow silently, and began to try to capture a Spoink. He quickly grabbed his extra Great ball, a standard edition for the rangers, and all people who helped the forest.
The air was silent, for a few seconds, he quickly took a look around, just to see that some of the bushes were moving, he ignored that fact, and snuck closer towards the weakest Spoink in the group. As he got closer, he thought of the days, when he would sneak up on wild Pokémon, and then they would just run away, and he would laugh, him and his best friend, would laugh so hard, that sometimes, his parents would come rushing out to see what was happening. He would get scolded so many times for that, but he always returned to the habit. He lifted his arm to throw, and the air was as still as a tree, he sent the Great Ball flying, with great silence, and precision, accuracy, suddenly he heard the sharp sound of the Spoink being captured, he focused, and saw the commotion.
“ZAP!” He heard the Great ball’s sound, he quickly ran over, to see the Great ball wiggle three times, and then he knew it, he had captured a Spoink, one of funniest Pokémon to train. They were always so particular about times, dates, location, and even the moves they learned. But none the less, Jaron, was gonna train the Spoink, and he was going to become the strongest trainer in the woods. His pager went off, and he noticed the time, he was going to be 2 hours late, for a review lesson, with Gallade, and then he was going to have to quickly finish this mission. He was happy, but then yet again, he was sad. He grabbed the Great ball, and jumped onto his Fearow, and took flight into the blue sky.
While upon his Fearow, he went straight back to looking for rare Pokémon, so that he could quickly note them, and get a better grade, from his college at the Ranger station. He noted the sight of the Spoink heard, and the large heard of Stantler, he passed on his way here. His notes now read something more like
“I Have been traveling, for different occasions, I have left the homely homes of my camp, and seen these species of Pokémon:
Noted: all have been spotted by air
Large heard, estimated, to be about, 76, Stantler.
9:07 am, near the trail switchbacks, towards mount. Doman.
They were running gallantly through the woods, looking as if they were ready to charge.
Small heard of Spoink
3:47 pm, near edge of camp, to Ranger station
These Spoink seemed to be bouncing quietly, I descended, and then captured one, with a standard issue, I have enjoyed this moment all day, and hope that this one, isn’t injured enough that I must take him to a center.
Noted: End Day 1”
His grade entirely depended on this assignment. If he got an A, he would pass the course, and move on, to Power throws, and accuracy, which he was hoping for, this was his best subject, catching them, with standard issue, Pokeballs. He wanted to pass that class quickly, so he had his license to remove, endangered species from the wild, and relocate them, if necessary.
Jaron quickly looked around, and saw a couple Pidgeys zooming at him, with incredible speed. He quickly hollered to Fearow, who used Whirlwind, sending them flying, around him. He quickly gasped, and realized, the fact that he had plenty of time to enjoy the scenery, before anything else happened. He was now, about 30 minutes into the flight, and he noticed quickly that there was an unusual population of Mothim, skimming the top of the trees, he quickly noted them, saying
“Unuasual Population of Mothim
4:23 pm, around marshes, of unknown location
I saw that there was about 6 Mothim, huddling around a small place in the marsh, I quickly saw the fact, that there was 2 males, and 4 females. I also noticed that they seemed to be breading, but breading season isn’t until next season.”
He was back to noticing, small details, in winds, and the small amount of pollen he could smell. He enjoyed his new life, but still had his hardships, and did he know what was next? Or was he even prepared?
“It’s my Spoink, I have had him for a couple days, and then he left!” The young man replied, with no sadness in his voice.
“I will try to locate him, I can’t promise anything, okay?” Jaron replied very calmly.
“Thanks.”
Jaron took off on his Fearow, and then saw a heard of Spoink; they were jumping calmly, in the light rain. Jaron had always wanted one from the wild; he heard they were better than the ones that you could adopt. Jaron had never preferred adopted Pokémon, he always believed in wild capture, and bonding. He flew down, into an unsuspecting trap of Pokémon thieves.
“We got him, a mysterious voice said,” from behind the bush line.
“SHUT-UP!” Another voice replied.
Jaron landed with his Fearow silently, and began to try to capture a Spoink. He quickly grabbed his extra Great ball, a standard edition for the rangers, and all people who helped the forest.
The air was silent, for a few seconds, he quickly took a look around, just to see that some of the bushes were moving, he ignored that fact, and snuck closer towards the weakest Spoink in the group. As he got closer, he thought of the days, when he would sneak up on wild Pokémon, and then they would just run away, and he would laugh, him and his best friend, would laugh so hard, that sometimes, his parents would come rushing out to see what was happening. He would get scolded so many times for that, but he always returned to the habit. He lifted his arm to throw, and the air was as still as a tree, he sent the Great Ball flying, with great silence, and precision, accuracy, suddenly he heard the sharp sound of the Spoink being captured, he focused, and saw the commotion.
“ZAP!” He heard the Great ball’s sound, he quickly ran over, to see the Great ball wiggle three times, and then he knew it, he had captured a Spoink, one of funniest Pokémon to train. They were always so particular about times, dates, location, and even the moves they learned. But none the less, Jaron, was gonna train the Spoink, and he was going to become the strongest trainer in the woods. His pager went off, and he noticed the time, he was going to be 2 hours late, for a review lesson, with Gallade, and then he was going to have to quickly finish this mission. He was happy, but then yet again, he was sad. He grabbed the Great ball, and jumped onto his Fearow, and took flight into the blue sky.
While upon his Fearow, he went straight back to looking for rare Pokémon, so that he could quickly note them, and get a better grade, from his college at the Ranger station. He noted the sight of the Spoink heard, and the large heard of Stantler, he passed on his way here. His notes now read something more like
“I Have been traveling, for different occasions, I have left the homely homes of my camp, and seen these species of Pokémon:
Noted: all have been spotted by air
Large heard, estimated, to be about, 76, Stantler.
9:07 am, near the trail switchbacks, towards mount. Doman.
They were running gallantly through the woods, looking as if they were ready to charge.
Small heard of Spoink
3:47 pm, near edge of camp, to Ranger station
These Spoink seemed to be bouncing quietly, I descended, and then captured one, with a standard issue, I have enjoyed this moment all day, and hope that this one, isn’t injured enough that I must take him to a center.
Noted: End Day 1”
His grade entirely depended on this assignment. If he got an A, he would pass the course, and move on, to Power throws, and accuracy, which he was hoping for, this was his best subject, catching them, with standard issue, Pokeballs. He wanted to pass that class quickly, so he had his license to remove, endangered species from the wild, and relocate them, if necessary.
Jaron quickly looked around, and saw a couple Pidgeys zooming at him, with incredible speed. He quickly hollered to Fearow, who used Whirlwind, sending them flying, around him. He quickly gasped, and realized, the fact that he had plenty of time to enjoy the scenery, before anything else happened. He was now, about 30 minutes into the flight, and he noticed quickly that there was an unusual population of Mothim, skimming the top of the trees, he quickly noted them, saying
“Unuasual Population of Mothim
4:23 pm, around marshes, of unknown location
I saw that there was about 6 Mothim, huddling around a small place in the marsh, I quickly saw the fact, that there was 2 males, and 4 females. I also noticed that they seemed to be breading, but breading season isn’t until next season.”
He was back to noticing, small details, in winds, and the small amount of pollen he could smell. He enjoyed his new life, but still had his hardships, and did he know what was next? Or was he even prepared?
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
The one great times
Jaron slept in his bed… He had just had a nightmare were his mother was murdered by a wild Pokémon who wandered into the village, on a rampage! The Pokémon was like nothing he ever saw. It had red fur, and walked like a prime ape. It was a fire type, for sure. He saw buildings burning. He mother crying, while her home burnt to the ground. He saw the Pokémon run into her. Leaving her splattered blood on the sidewalk. He heard his little brothers squalls, and cries, and then he smelt burning flesh. The air was filled with the smell. The air was filled with the smell of death. The sound of screams, horror. He watched his rival, and his best friend, fighting the Pokémon. He watched him fall to the ground, dead, as a bone. He watched the town Gym leader, and mayor fight the Pokémon. They fell as though they were nothing. This Pokémon was unreal. Jaron was unprepared. Was this his destiny? Was he supposed to rid the once peaceful island of this Rampage?
He quickly awoke to his alarm on his Poke ‘etch going off. He walked out to the edge of the camp, and saw the most unbelievable thing. He saw smoke from the direction of his home-town. He saw flames abundant in the forest. He saw Gallade, fighting the blazes, with great courage. He saw horror in a sense. He quickly fell to the ground; know his destiny was to finish this Pokémon off. He was prepared for the worst. At this moment, he had his amazing Ampharos, his Charizard. He recently evolved his Spoink. His transport Pokémon, Fearow. He wasn’t ready for this kind of fight. If it all came down, Jaron would have no choice but to fight for his family, and remember who he lost to the dirty Pokémon. His head was filled with rage, with a quick jolt of anger, he sent out his Fearow. Jaron was going to get rid of that monster that called itself a Pokémon, or die trying. Jaron had almost forgotten that the journey would take nearly a week to get there. He left of anyways. No food, no water, and no clothes. He was determined.
On the flight, Jaron fell asleep. He dreamed again of his village, but this time it was much worse. He saw his eldest brother who was heading off, to become a champion, just before Jaron left home, he saw him walking into the city with all eight gym badges. He watched as the Pokémon pounced from a burning building. He watched how the Pokémon attacked the human. He knew this was no ordinary Pokémon. He knew what to do. With a burst of light, a large Lumineon flew out. A spray of water hit the Pokémon, but did almost no damage. He watched his brother’s blood splatter all over the entrance gate, his Lumineon being killed by the rampaging Pokémon. He watched as his brother crawled away, bleeding badly. Then he saw another area. The town’s fireman, fighting the fires, he then noticed that the rampaging Pokémon wasn’t just one. He saw several peering above a building. Leaping down, they smashed what was left of Jaron’s childhood down. One by one, the fireman, died.
By this time, Jaron was shaking feverishly. The Fearow, not knowing what to do, landed on the ground, and protected his master with loyal courage. Jaron was now screaming, ranting with rage, he was suffering.
Jaron was watching his once great town, that was small, powerful, peaceful, and nice, become a burning inferno that seemed to come from heck. He watched as his friends, burned, bled, and cried. He watched as his teacher was hiding his class of small children, when the Pokémon set the whole building on fire. He watched in horror, as the last of his family burned to death, while fighting to protect his girl-friend. Jason, the second oldest brother of the family of four, fought courageously for Lilly. His new met girl-friend. His fight was short, as the Pokémon closed in on him, he was quickly, and very brutally, battered. He lay on the street bleeding, saying something to Lilly. Lilly took off hiding in a basement, waiting for the war to be over.
The night was setting, Fearow grew tired, but she knew that her master was in danger. She knew what to do. She pushed the small white dot on his Pokeballs, releasing all of her friends. They stood guard together, over their beloved master. They wanted him to stay alive, they wanted him to live. They didn’t want their beloved master to die there.
Jaron was now watching the girl he crushed on in his school years. Lexi, she was hiding in a small cellar with her family, waiting for something to happen. Her dad, being a great Ace Trainer, had his Pokémon ready to fight. He watched as the rampaging Pokémon ran into the cellar. Flattening Lexi’s family. Lexi ran, she made it about half way across town, when she saw Lilly. They hid together! Lexi, and Lilly hid while they could. The building was eventually burnt to ashes, just like all of the others. They ran towards the outer edges of town.
The small band of Pokémon protecting Jaron were now hiding, as the sun came up in the night sky. Gallade attempted to read Jaron’s mind, but only saw, cold, and suffering. He knew nothing of this vision Jaron was having.
Jaron saw more people die. He saw the Pokémon Military ferry arriving. Glad to see that help had come to the port town he had once lived in. Suddenly he saw what it really was. It was on fire, burning like the devil himself. The staff was gone, all dead. Instead, there lay wasted Pokeballs. The deck was also wasted with the bodies of the staff. Dead as a bone. With the occasional, dead prime ape like Pokémon. The ship seemed to have its auto docking set up. As it was docking, the ship slipped beneath the waves.
Jaron was watching his nightmare unfold. The park he played in as a kid, burning. The kids from the school dead. All of his childhood, gone. Except one memory. The memory of the little old lady. The sweet old lady with the oran berry poffins.
The one great times
Jaron slept in his bed… He had just had a nightmare were his mother was murdered by a wild Pokémon who wandered into the village, on a rampage! The Pokémon was like nothing he ever saw. It had red fur, and walked like a prime ape. It was a fire type, for sure. He saw buildings burning. He mother crying, while her home burnt to the ground. He saw the Pokémon run into her. Leaving her splattered blood on the sidewalk. He heard his little brothers squalls, and cries, and then he smelt burning flesh. The air was filled with the smell. The air was filled with the smell of death. The sound of screams, horror. He watched his rival, and his best friend, fighting the Pokémon. He watched him fall to the ground, dead, as a bone. He watched the town Gym leader, and mayor fight the Pokémon. They fell as though they were nothing. This Pokémon was unreal. Jaron was unprepared. Was this his destiny? Was he supposed to rid the once peaceful island of this Rampage?
He quickly awoke to his alarm on his Poke ‘etch going off. He walked out to the edge of the camp, and saw the most unbelievable thing. He saw smoke from the direction of his home-town. He saw flames abundant in the forest. He saw Gallade, fighting the blazes, with great courage. He saw horror in a sense. He quickly fell to the ground; know his destiny was to finish this Pokémon off. He was prepared for the worst. At this moment, he had his amazing Ampharos, his Charizard. He recently evolved his Spoink. His transport Pokémon, Fearow. He wasn’t ready for this kind of fight. If it all came down, Jaron would have no choice but to fight for his family, and remember who he lost to the dirty Pokémon. His head was filled with rage, with a quick jolt of anger, he sent out his Fearow. Jaron was going to get rid of that monster that called itself a Pokémon, or die trying. Jaron had almost forgotten that the journey would take nearly a week to get there. He left of anyways. No food, no water, and no clothes. He was determined.
On the flight, Jaron fell asleep. He dreamed again of his village, but this time it was much worse. He saw his eldest brother who was heading off, to become a champion, just before Jaron left home, he saw him walking into the city with all eight gym badges. He watched as the Pokémon pounced from a burning building. He watched how the Pokémon attacked the human. He knew this was no ordinary Pokémon. He knew what to do. With a burst of light, a large Lumineon flew out. A spray of water hit the Pokémon, but did almost no damage. He watched his brother’s blood splatter all over the entrance gate, his Lumineon being killed by the rampaging Pokémon. He watched as his brother crawled away, bleeding badly. Then he saw another area. The town’s fireman, fighting the fires, he then noticed that the rampaging Pokémon wasn’t just one. He saw several peering above a building. Leaping down, they smashed what was left of Jaron’s childhood down. One by one, the fireman, died.
By this time, Jaron was shaking feverishly. The Fearow, not knowing what to do, landed on the ground, and protected his master with loyal courage. Jaron was now screaming, ranting with rage, he was suffering.
Jaron was watching his once great town, that was small, powerful, peaceful, and nice, become a burning inferno that seemed to come from heck. He watched as his friends, burned, bled, and cried. He watched as his teacher was hiding his class of small children, when the Pokémon set the whole building on fire. He watched in horror, as the last of his family burned to death, while fighting to protect his girl-friend. Jason, the second oldest brother of the family of four, fought courageously for Lilly. His new met girl-friend. His fight was short, as the Pokémon closed in on him, he was quickly, and very brutally, battered. He lay on the street bleeding, saying something to Lilly. Lilly took off hiding in a basement, waiting for the war to be over.
The night was setting, Fearow grew tired, but she knew that her master was in danger. She knew what to do. She pushed the small white dot on his Pokeballs, releasing all of her friends. They stood guard together, over their beloved master. They wanted him to stay alive, they wanted him to live. They didn’t want their beloved master to die there.
Jaron was now watching the girl he crushed on in his school years. Lexi, she was hiding in a small cellar with her family, waiting for something to happen. Her dad, being a great Ace Trainer, had his Pokémon ready to fight. He watched as the rampaging Pokémon ran into the cellar. Flattening Lexi’s family. Lexi ran, she made it about half way across town, when she saw Lilly. They hid together! Lexi, and Lilly hid while they could. The building was eventually burnt to ashes, just like all of the others. They ran towards the outer edges of town.
The small band of Pokémon protecting Jaron were now hiding, as the sun came up in the night sky. Gallade attempted to read Jaron’s mind, but only saw, cold, and suffering. He knew nothing of this vision Jaron was having.
Jaron saw more people die. He saw the Pokémon Military ferry arriving. Glad to see that help had come to the port town he had once lived in. Suddenly he saw what it really was. It was on fire, burning like the devil himself. The staff was gone, all dead. Instead, there lay wasted Pokeballs. The deck was also wasted with the bodies of the staff. Dead as a bone. With the occasional, dead prime ape like Pokémon. The ship seemed to have its auto docking set up. As it was docking, the ship slipped beneath the waves.
Jaron was watching his nightmare unfold. The park he played in as a kid, burning. The kids from the school dead. All of his childhood, gone. Except one memory. The memory of the little old lady. The sweet old lady with the oran berry poffins.
Character specials
Jaron's sighting journal1.
Large heard, estimated, to be about, 76, Stantler.
9:07 am, near the trail switchbacks, towards mount. Doman.
They were running gallantly through the woods, looking as if they were ready to charge.
Small heard of Spoink
3:47 pm, near edge of camp, to Ranger station
These Spoink seemed to be bouncing quietly, I descended, and then captured one, with a standard issue, I have enjoyed this moment all day, and hope that this one, isn’t injured enough that I must take him to a center.
9:07 am, near the trail switchbacks, towards mount. Doman.
They were running gallantly through the woods, looking as if they were ready to charge.
Small heard of Spoink
3:47 pm, near edge of camp, to Ranger station
These Spoink seemed to be bouncing quietly, I descended, and then captured one, with a standard issue, I have enjoyed this moment all day, and hope that this one, isn’t injured enough that I must take him to a center.
2.
“Unuasual Population of Mothim
4:23 pm, around marshes, of unknown location
I saw that there was about 6 Mothim, huddling around a small place in the marsh, I quickly saw the fact, that there was 2 males, and 4 females. I also noticed that they seemed to be breading, but breading season isn’t until next season.”
4:23 pm, around marshes, of unknown location
I saw that there was about 6 Mothim, huddling around a small place in the marsh, I quickly saw the fact, that there was 2 males, and 4 females. I also noticed that they seemed to be breading, but breading season isn’t until next season.”
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Credits:
[member] Articuno [/member]
-One of my favorite people around, and helps a lot with the story
[member] Incinermyn [/member]
- Incy critique's everytime I post something, and he inspired part of this story and fake region.
[member] Zyflair [/member]
Table of Contents:
Prologue: That One Storm ~ 2300 words (Original post)
Chapter 1: Coming Next week.
Prologue
That One Storm
That One Storm
The battle heated up intensely, just as I sent out my Krookodile. A storm came rolling through like a marching band of drummer, causing intense moments of lightning. I instinctively returned my Krookodile, as it was about to die from the storm, and my rivals Milotic, and then thought quickly of a Pokemon that would do well against my rivals Milotic. I had only two Pokemon conscious, Krookodile, and my Roserade. I had no choice, this battle was over if the rain kept up. When I looked down at my turn watch, I noticed that Rain Dance only had one to four more turns left,
“Hang in there Roserade, you can stand four more turns of his Ice Beam can't you?” I screamed as loud as I possibly could. My rival rolled her eyes, and retracted Milotic, sending out Dragonite. ”What the heck is this?” I thought to myself.
Dragonite had only been seen in the northern rainy plains. I blinked to make sure that this wasn't a joke. “Dragonite use Hurricane!” Screamed Lisa sending Roserade flying back at me. Roserade landed on me, and then the downpour stopped. When Lisa realized this, she sent out Milotic. I had one Pokemon left, and she was at two. I knew that if Milotic could out speed my Krookodile, I was doomed to die of Ice Beam.
Thinking hard to myself, I threw Krookodile's ball out, and told him the plan. Knowing very well that this Choice Scarf Mum had given me was about to pay off. Looking down at my Battler Watch, I remembered something the package had said about tough battles. 'Scan any Pokemon once in a battle, and BW V.2.1.30 will scan HP, and give you optional move' quickly, I scanned over Milotic, and noticed it's HP was about to be KO'd.
“Krookodile Stone Edge!” I screamed as loud and proud as I could. Suddenly sharp stones came out of the ground, and smashed into Milotic. I heard a sharp cry, and Milotic was laying there, KO'd. “Way to be a boss bro!” I yelled at Krookodile who was dancing to mock my enemy.
“Dragonite, it's just you boy. Hit him with Draco Meteor!” Screamed my opponent. Knowing very well that Krookodile could out speed Dragonite, and with Stone Edge, it could KO it, I forgot about the Moxie boost too. Krookodile then quickly and instinctively used Stone Edge. Dragonite fell out of the sky and onto the gym floor.
“We have a winner for the Celestial Town Cup!” Screamed the Tournament Organizer. The crowd went wild, and flew off the stands into the stadium. Many of them were fans of the Forground. A region in which trainers encountered every Pokemon that has existed. It was once just a science testing field, and now a full grown region of its own, with many challenges.
Feeling bad for Lisa, I walked over to her, and helped her up off her knee. She gave me a hug and whispered into my ear; “Thanks, and I'm glad you got your dream of finally winning the Celestial Town Cup here in Sinnoh.” When we finished hugging I handed her something that she'd wanted for ages, it was a Dive Ball. Being super common in the mostly swamp lands of Forground, they weren't here, and I was rich, and kind enough to pick one up for her. She gave me a slight kiss on the cheek.
As me and my Mum were walking away out came a person from the crowd. He was wearing a red long trench coat, and a red hat. Flipping a coin while walking over to me, he asked a simple question. “Is your name Ethan?” It was one of those questions you never can seem to understand, especially since it's been everywhere for the past two weeks, because of the Celestial Cup.
My Mum quickly butted in, “We aren't interested in you P.I folk, my son is happy with his win, and he did not cheat. Thank you, now we have a long flight home, and we are to visit Skyla on the way there.” Quickly my mom turned away and walked off. I was nothing like her, I turned around and gave the guy a card that had my X Transceiver number on it. He thanked me, and then got lost in the crowd.
***
The sound of the airliners flaps was so unbearable, Skyla sure had picked the best storm to make a landing in. As soon as the wheels hit the ground, water flew everywhere making it impossible to see outside any of the windows. Krookodile, and Roserade were sitting next to me on both sides, then there was Mum and her best friend ever Clefable. On the other end of the plane sat Lissa, all alone playing around on her Battle Watch. She was looking at the Dive Ball page fascinated by how many of them are produced but sold at high prices in the Forground. I saw the Sinnoh page pop up, and her eyes got wide, they were worth about 1.5 million, this baffled her. Ever since Lucas had gone through there and defeated Team Galactic, and become the Champion, the markets shut down, and the economy dropped.
“Attention passengers, we've safely landed at Pastoria City International Airport, we thank you for your time, and money, and hope you have a safe trip home in this rain.” Lissa jumped up, waved at me, and then got off the plane to a screaming bunch of fans. I knew that Pastoria was happy to have sent one of their own to that place, especially when she'd trained that Dragonite in the Unova Region to get Hurricane. In the back of the crowd as we were taking off I could see Lisa giving Wake a handshake, he's the only Sinnoh gym leader that Lucas hasn't fired, and that's because he can't seem to beat him.
The plane made a loud noise, and began to run down the runway. The crowd then started to disperse, and we were off into the skies. When we cleared Pastoria, we noticed Mt. Coronet, in the distance, standing there as if the mightiest power in the land. I've always wanted to see the museum that Lucas had made on Spear Pillar in the memory of Barry, his rival who was later murdered by Team Galactic as they fled into other regions, and eventually just died out.
As they flew over the vast Eterna Forest, they came down to Twinleaf town, which had grown in population and become something more like Virbank, crowded, and a disgusting place to live. “Darn look what Lucas has done to the place, back when I was a kid we'd visit Twinleaf Town, to enjoy the peacefulness of the lake, now the lake is just a sludge pool. This is why Azelf, Mesprit and Uxie left to the unknown lands!” Mum exclaimed seemingly pissed off at Lucas.
Suddenly Skyla came over the loud speaker again. “This will be our final stop before heading back to Unova, if you want off, Forground International Airport is waiting to welcome new, and old trainers, please be careful when getting off, as it is now slightly raining, and there is a large crowd on the run runway. Fasten your seat belts, and put your chairs in an upright position, and we'll see you next year. Thanks for flying with us. When the jets flaps were turned on, I heard almost nothing this time, because the roar of the crowd was that loud. Forground had a small population with only one big town named Remount. Being on the top of a hill, it was seen by everyone in the region.
When the plane had come to a stop, I looked out my window to see my Dad, and my older brother Jarrom, who had left for Hoen to study Pokemon with all the professors down there. When I got off the plane, they both ran and gave me a huge hug, almost decking me to the ground. We all laughed and went on into the cheering crowd, having pictures took of half my face was a great experience. One lady handed our her baby boy, and then took a picture, I felt like the Elite 4 do in every region, totally over pampered.
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When we reached the car, it was hardly the type of car that I was used to driving around in, I'd been in Sinnoh with Mum for six months preparing for the Celestial Town Cup, and they drove nice cars, across highways and walked everywhere else. We had a Jeep Cherokee, the families first and only car. Apparently Dad had met Mum here, when he was visiting from Sinnoh, and in college they'd go back to Sinnoh to visit Dads family. That was before Lucas was even born.
As he drove out of the clearing, and onto the board walks, we saw an increasing number of fans cheering, and yelling, slowing the car down. It took us an hour to get home, when its only supposed to take about twenty minutes. When we pulled up to our medium sized two story house, I noticed that the entire family was there, and then there were friends. I reached into my pocket, playing with my prize, a small silver cup, and another Dive Ball. This is when my Battle Watch began to ring. I quickly pulled it up to my face and answered it. Pushing the Video Call Request button, I saw Lisa on the other end.
“Hey Lisa, whats up?” I'd said, remembering that I'd given her my number back at the Celestial City Cup.
“Just wondering if you and your parents had an extra room in the house? My mom isn't too happy about me losing that cup, and she wants me to study the Pokemon from that region, and learn how to beat them.” She said looking a bit annoyed about the fact that her mom wasn't happy for her.
I covered the screen with my shirt, and asked my Mum about having Lisa over for a semester to study. She looked at me funny, then realized that we'd been best friends since we had Pokemon. She nodded and then walked into the house, getting hugged by her mom, and bombarded by the young kids and their Pokemon.
“Mum is fine with it, when do you plan on arriving, maybe I could pick you up?” I said back quickly.
“How would you do that silly?” She as
Special thanks to:
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-For his large Critcs, that have helped me revise this Fan-Fic-
Zyflair
-For being an awesome person, that I just wanna thanks, cause I can!-
Prologue:
That OneWhen we reached the car, it was hardly the type of car that I was used to driving around in, I'd been in Sinnoh with Mum for six months preparing for the Celestial Town Cup, and they drove nice cars, across highways and walked everywhere else. We had a Jeep Cherokee, the families first and only car. Apparently Dad had met Mum here, when he was visiting from Sinnoh, and in college they'd go back to Sinnoh to visit Dads family. That was before Lucas was even born.
As he drove out of the clearing, and onto the board walks, we saw an increasing number of fans cheering, and yelling, slowing the car down. It took us an hour to get home, when its only supposed to take about twenty minutes. When we pulled up to our medium sized two story house, I noticed that the entire family was there, and then there were friends. I reached into my pocket, playing with my prize, a small silver cup, and another Dive Ball. This is when my Battle Watch began to ring. I quickly pulled it up to my face and answered it. Pushing the Video Call Request button, I saw Lisa on the other end.
“Hey Lisa, whats up?” I'd said, remembering that I'd given her my number back at the Celestial City Cup.
“Just wondering if you and your parents had an extra room in the house? My mom isn't too happy about me losing that cup, and she wants me to study the Pokemon from that region, and learn how to beat them.” She said looking a bit annoyed about the fact that her mom wasn't happy for her.
I covered the screen with my shirt, and asked my Mum about having Lisa over for a semester to study. She looked at me funny, then realized that we'd been best friends since we had Pokemon. She nodded and then walked into the house, getting hugged by her mom, and bombarded by the young kids and their Pokemon.
“Mum is fine with it, when do you plan on arriving, maybe I could pick you up?” I said back quickly.
“How would you do that silly?” She as
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This is my first fan fic, I want to share with you guys, I want some feedback, so I can improve.
Special thanks to:
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-For his large Critcs, that have helped me revise this Fan-Fic-
Zyflair
-For being an awesome person, that I just wanna thanks, cause I can!-
with you guys, I want some feedback, so I can improve.
Special thanks to:
Apollo the Incinermyn
-For his large Critcs, that have helped me revise this Fan-Fic-
Zyflair
-For being an awesome person, that I just wanna thanks, cause I can!-
ked laughing.
“I don't know, I've got almost 2.5 million, I'm almost gonna be 16, and I've got a driver licsense.” I said sarcastically. Lisa laughed replied.
“I'll see you in a week, and call you when I land,” she replied “Don't go buying any fancy car or you'll get stuck in the mud!” Laughing she hung up.
As soon as I opened the door, my cousins all takled me, and out came one of their Sandiles, biting at my waste to get into the Pokeballs. I pushed them all off, hugged them, and then let Krookodile, and Roserade out of their Pokeballs, and then walked into the family room with James, the youngest of the kids, on my shoulder, and his Spoink bouncing at my heels.
***
When the family celebration was done, I'd earned myself about 30 from bets, and a few hugs and bruises from the children. I walked into the formal meeting room, to see that P.I that I met at Celestial citing there, talking with my Mum and Dad, about how much he'd love to teach me somethings. I slid back behind the wall and listened, when I saw Krookodile walk out from behind the corner eating an entire tray of left over sandwiches. I went to stop him, but realised that someone was behind me.
I turned around slowly to see my Dad just in time to block him from pulling me by the ear into the room.
“Ethan, this is P.I Lorenzen, and he's looking for a strong young man to do some tasks for him here in Forground.” said Mum.
“I know who he is, he recruited Daniel just before he lost to Alissa in the Sinnoh Finals” I said back, shaking his hand.
“Alissa is Lisa's older sister isn't she?” Lorenzen asked with a smile.
“Yes, and she's a pretty big loser, can't stand the girl, always dogging on Lisa!”
“Welp Ethan, he thinks you and Lisa would make a good team, to parachute into the unexplored area of Forground to document some Pokemon there. We say it's up to you, but we are strongly against this idea.” Mum said
“It's like 1:30 in the morning, I'm tired, I got a week to pick some car and pick up Lisa, and I got six months before I have to be back in Sinnoh for the Sinnoh Finals. I'm gonna think about this in the morning and call you back.” I replied taking his card from his hand. “Thanks” I nodded and went upstairs to sleep.
That night I tossed and turned thinking about the adventure I would have, when suddenly I looked up at the clock and realized that I needed sleep. Quickly I cleared my head, fluffled my pillow, and fell asleep. I've never fallen asleep this fast in my life.
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Prologue:
That Onewith you guys, I want some feedback, so I can improve.
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Prologue:
That Oneked laughing.
“I don't know, I've got almost 2.5 million, I'm almost gonna be 16, and I've got a driver licsense.” I said sarcastically. Lisa laughed replied.
“I'll see you in a week, and call you when I land,” she replied “Don't go buying any fancy car or you'll get stuck in the mud!” Laughing she hung up.
As soon as I opened the door, my cousins all takled me, and out came one of their Sandiles, biting at my waste to get into the Pokeballs. I pushed them all off, hugged them, and then let Krookodile, and Roserade out of their Pokeballs, and then walked into the family room with James, the youngest of the kids, on my shoulder, and his Spoink bouncing at my heels.
***
When the family celebration was done, I'd earned myself about 30 from bets, and a few hugs and bruises from the children. I walked into the formal meeting room, to see that P.I that I met at Celestial citing there, talking with my Mum and Dad, about how much he'd love to teach me somethings. I slid back behind the wall and listened, when I saw Krookodile walk out from behind the corner eating an entire tray of left over sandwiches. I went to stop him, but realised that someone was behind me.
I turned around slowly to see my Dad just in time to block him from pulling me by the ear into the room.
“Ethan, this is P.I Lorenzen, and he's looking for a strong young man to do some tasks for him here in Forground.” said Mum.
“I know who he is, he recruited Daniel just before he lost to Alissa in the Sinnoh Finals” I said back, shaking his hand.
“Alissa is Lisa's older sister isn't she?” Lorenzen asked with a smile.
“Yes, and she's a pretty big loser, can't stand the girl, always dogging on Lisa!”
“Welp Ethan, he thinks you and Lisa would make a good team, to parachute into the unexplored area of Forground to document some Pokemon there. We say it's up to you, but we are strongly against this idea.” Mum said
“It's like 1:30 in the morning, I'm tired, I got a week to pick some car and pick up Lisa, and I got six months before I have to be back in Sinnoh for the Sinnoh Finals. I'm gonna think about this in the morning and call you back.” I replied taking his card from his hand. “Thanks” I nodded and went upstairs to sleep.
That night I tossed and turned thinking about the adventure I would have, when suddenly I looked up at the clock and realized that I needed sleep. Quickly I cleared my head, fluffled my pillow, and fell asleep. I've never fallen asleep this fast in my life.
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