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| Master Trainer Springtime in Colorado is very beautiful. The various birds are abundant, the sun is shining and the temperature is never too hot. This is the type of weather that families love to share outside. However, one resident decided not to go out and instead lounge on the couch with his favorite game as his sister looked disgustedly over his shoulder. The silence was broken as his sister finally gave in. "You are going to give your self a tumor if you keep playing that all the time." She shouted. "Oh, shut up, Brittany," Brandon said. "You're just jealous that I'm farther in the game that you." Brittany scoffed. "Yeah, right." She mocked. "How many pokemon have you captured?" "One hundred and forty nine." Brittany face faulted. "Uh huh, right. Let me see." Brandon brought up the game boys' pokedex and showed his sister as she nosed in his way. "See?" Brandon asked. Brittany was at a loss for words. "Uh…I…I bet I can beat you in a battle." She finally spit out. A broad grin grew over Brandon's face as he pulled out a game link cable. He plugged it into the side of the game boy with out looking at her. "You're on." He said. Brittany left and came back shortly with her game boy and her game and plugged them in. Soon the battle was raging and it was obvious that Brandon was winning from the expression on his sister's face. "Y-you didn’t tell me that ALL of your pokemon were level 100!" Brittany shouted. Brandon grinned as his Dragonite knocked out his sisters Cubone. "You never asked." Brandon said simply. As soon as the battle was over Brittany disgustedly set her game boy down and began to storm off. "Where do you think you're going?" Brandon said as he reset his game boy. "We made a bet." Brittany stopped and turned around. "We never bet on anything." She said smugly. For once Brandon had no comeback. "Yeah but…but…" he stuttered frantically as his sister left the room. Then he got an idea. Good old' black mail. "If you don’t give me something I'll tell dad that you're dating someone who's 22." "You wouldn’t." Brittany said horrified. "Try me." Brittany's fists were clenched and she couldn’t stay still. "What do you want?" she growled. "Do all of my chores for a week." Brandon said as he left the room. "And do them well." After Brandon was out of earshot Brittany said. "I wish he'd get sucked into that stupid game of his." If she knew the wish would come true, she probably would have regretted saying that. ------------------------------------------------------------------- There are few sounds to be heard at three a.m. Yes, there are, but very few. Among these sounds are cats wailing, dogs barking, maybe even a bird or two, but no one expects to hear an audible game boy bleep. Brandon had his game boy out and was busy tying to find the last pokemon he needed in his collection, a Pinsir. But due to his sleep-depraved mind and the fact he had the red version of the game, he wasn’t finding one. Finally tiring of the hunt Brandon decided to turn off the game and get some sleep. But to his amazement, the game wouldn’t turn off. "What the?!" Brandon cried as he frantically tried to get the system off. He even took out the batteries but the game boy stayed on. Then, a very beautiful woman with long red hair and wearing red armor appeared on his black and white screen. "Hello, Brandon." She said in a digitized voice. "Remember me?" Brandon's eyes widened in fear yet he couldn’t let go of the game boy. "D-Din?!" he asked incredulously. "No way." "Yes way." Din said as she beckoned him. "Follow me. I have something I need to show you." Brandon tried to scream as he was sucked into the Game boy but found that his throat was closed. Next came the sensation of falling. It seemed to take forever, but finally he landed with a bump. When he opened his eyes he was no longer in Colorado. "Where?" he asked. He looked over his shoulder and saw Din looming over him. "You are in Pallet." She said in a disturbingly calm voice. "And you are about to start your Pokemon Journey." "Riiiiight." Brandon said. "And I bet I get six pokemon right from the start." "No," Din said. "you get five. You will get your sixth from the professor." Brandon looked over his shoulder at where Din was pointing. Din continued, "On your belt you will find five pokeballs and your game boy. The game boy is not a game boy though. It is your own personal pokedex. Okay? Any questions." Brandon raised his hand out of habit. "Am I dreaming?" he asked. Din shook her head. "Nuts. And, how do I get home?" Din let loose an evil grin. "Simple. Beat the elite four." Brandon felt like crying as he watched Din fade away. For most trainers it took years to even get to the elite four. But to beat them? He hauled himself to his feet and started on his way. ------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------- Professor Oak looked at his list for the third time, making sure that he hadn't missed any beginning trainers. Unfortunately he had, one Brandon Wallace. "What ho?" he said as he noted the door to the lab opening. A young man about sixteen or seventeen fell in and scurried toward the professor. "How many freakin' battles can take place in a ten foot area!?" Said the youth. The professor looked him over. Aside from the burns, soaked clothes and grass stains on his face he looked to be an able trainer. Oaks gaze wandered down and stopped on the pokeballs attached to the teen's belt. Five of them, the professor noted. "Can I help you young man?" he asked. "Yeah," the boy said hesitantly as he looked out the window at the carnage outside, "I’m Brandon Wallace…" "Ah!" the Professor interrupted. "You must want your pokemon." Brandon watched the Professor walk over to a small domed console in the middle of the room. He pressed a few buttons on it and the glass dome separated and a single poke ball came up through one of the many holes. The professor picked it up and trotted over to Brandon. "Here is your Charmander," he said. "Take good care of him." Brandon's mind blanked out as he took the pokeball from the professor. "May I ask you a question?" the professor asked. He didn’t wait for an answer. "Are those pokeballs on your belt empty or do they contain pokemon?" "Pokemon." Brandon said simply. "But I don’t know what kinds." The professor heard the door chime and he looked over Brandon's shoulder. "Well, why don’t we find out?" he said as he walked over to the new arrival. "Brandon, I'd like you to meet Jenn." Brandon turned around, still in a daze, and nearly passed out at the sight. Standing before him was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her blue eyes shimmered in the fluorescent light and her waist-length blond hair was tied back in a ponytail. Then there was her face in general, which served to enchant. "Uh…hi." He said stupidly. Jenn put her hands on her hips. "Hey!" she said. "You didn’t tell me he was and adult. And he has six pokemon to boot. He's not a beginning trainer." "Yes he is." The professor argued. "He came in and got his Charmander today. Those other ones are probably pets of his family." Jenn looked down at the ground. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She admitted. "But he's still an adult. I do want to fight him though." By this time Brandon was back to his senses. "I'll have you know that I'm only seventeen. How old are you?" Jenn blushed. "S-sixteen." She said. The blush faded as quickly as it appeared. "Enough chat. Are you ready to lose?" Brandon raised an eyebrow at Professor Oak as Jenn took her pokeball out of her pocket. "You see," the professor began, "Every beginning trainer battles another beginner to get their first experience points. Jenn was the only on left out…since you were late." "Okay," Brandon said reluctantly, "Here goes nothing. Your move Jenn." Jenn pushed the little white button on the poke ball and threw it as it grew. "Go, Squirtle!" she shouted. A small, blue turtle like pokemon burst out of the ball and assumed a fighting stance. "Squirtle squirt!" it said. Brandon hesitantly grabbed a pokeball off his belt and did the same. "Pokeball, go!" ----------------- "Pokeball, go!" Brandon shouted as he hurled the red and white sphere to the center of the floor. As soon as it hit the tile, it opened up and a spurt of white came out, forming into a two-headed bird. "Gawww!" one of the heads squawked. Jenn took out her newly acquired pokedex and aimed at the creature. <> "Doduo, huh?" Jenn said. "We can take care of it, right Squirtle?" "Squirt." The Squirtle said. Meanwhile, Brandon was trying to remember what moves Doduo knew. "Lessee, uh…drill peck, um… tri attack… takedown…" "Squirtle, tackle it!" Jenn shouted. Brandon frantically shouted the last move he knew. "Fly Doduo!" Unfortunately, Brandon forgot that they were inside and Doduo smacked its heads on the ceiling and collapsed to the floor painfully. "Gwaaak." One head said angrily. "Sorry, Doduo," Brandon said sheepishly. Then he noticed that the Squirtle had stopped in mid-tackle and was rolling on the floor, laughing its head off, as was Jenn. "Hey! Stop laughing at Doduo!" Even though Brandon had only been in Pallet for an hour of two, he still felt attached to his pokemon. Jenn and her Squirtle didn’t stop laughing and Brandon's left eye began to twitch. "Fine," he growled. "Doduo, Tri-attack!" The odd-looking bird's eyes began to glow and it moved its heads in a triangle pattern, bringing its heads together at the peak. When it finished, a triangle shaped blast of energy rocketed toward the Squirtle, knocking it down and blasting away a cabinet on the far wall. Squirtle didn’t get up. "Ah ha!" Brandon shouted, hugging Doduo. "We did it! We won!" Doduo seemed just as happy as it squawked its happiness. Jenn ran up to her unconscious pokemon and cradled it in her arms. She pulled a revive from her pocket. "It'll be okay Squirtle. Drink this." She soothed. Soon Squirtle was back on its feet and ready to fight. Jenn directed her anger toward Brandon. "You. I want a rematch. No Doduo this time." "What?!" Brandon exclaimed as he patted one of Doduos heads. Doduo expressed its surprise as well. "Fine. You did good, Doduo." "Gwaak." "Return." Brandon commanded as he fumbled with the pokeball. As soon as Doduo was back in its ball, Brandon plucked another one off his belt. "What's this one?" Brandon tossed the ball in front of him and watched in glee as his favorite pokemon spurted out. "Dratini!" he exclaimed. He began to giggle maniacally. The small snake like pokemon blinked its eyes a few times as it adjusted to the light. "Dratini?" it said. It soon caught sight of Brandon and slithered over to his leg and began to rub up against him. "Dratini, ini!" it exclaimed. "I guess it likes me." He said. "Ready?" he asked Jenn. Jenn nodded. "Ready when you are." She answered. "Dratini," Brandon shouted. "Sl-" "Hold it!" Professor Oak shouted as he came out of the back room. "Take it outside. I don’t want you two to demolish my lab!" Brandon and Jenn looked at each other briefly before they ushered their pokemon out into the fray. ( You see, all of the other trainers were out there battling each other…in that ten foot area that I described in the other chapter. ) The professor scratched his head as he followed the two young trainers into the daylight. "That young mans pokemon are quite powerful. I wonder why?" he shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, well. At least he'll be a decent trainer." By the time he got out side the battle between Jenn and Brandon was over and the other trainers were standing in shock around the two. Brandon's Dratini looked pretty beat up but it was standing, (and dripping) over and unconscious Squirtle. "Return, Dratini." Brandon commanded. As the red beam shot out of the poke ball, Dratini dodged out of the way and the beam kicked up a cloud of dust in the dirt. "Dratini, return." Brandon said again. The small dragon shook its head. "Tini dratini ini. Dratin ii ini." The professor shook his head and laughed. "Looks like you need to gain the respect of your pokemon, Brandon." He said. "All you nee-" "He doesn’t need to get any stupid respect." Jenn said angrily as she held her smoldering Squirtle. The professor's jaw dropped and he glanced over at Squirtle then Dratini. "What did it do?" he asked. "Hyper beam." Brandon said. His Dratini climbed up and perched on his shoulders as Brandon gave it a puzzled look. he wondered. "H-h-h-hyper beam?!" Oak shouted. "What level is that anyway?" Jenn returned he Squirtle to its pokeball and pointed her pokedex at the Dratini. "Level, moves and description." She commanded. <> The professor nearly fainted. "Level twenty!?" he shouted. His eyes glazed over and he went into a gibbering trance. Something about how pokemon that small shouldn’t know those kind of moves. Jenn had her own reactions. "No wonder you won." She said. "Squirtle is only level six." "I didn’t know that," Brandon argued. "Humph. I hope I never see you again," Jenn growled as she stomped off toward Pallets very small pokemon center. The professor finally snapped out of his stupor. "Well, you have a very special Dratini there. Seems a little small though." He said. "Please follow me into my lab." "Tini dratini ini?" Dratini asked. "I dunno. We'll have to wait and see." Brandon said. "What was that?" the professor asked. "Nothin'" Brandon followed the professor into the lab and was amazed that the cabinet destroyed by Doduo was already fixed. Brandon then followed Oak into a back room where he began rummaging through a drawer. "I know it's in here…" the professor mumbled. "What's in there?" Brandon asked as he set Dratini on the floor. "Your pokedex." "Oh!" Brandon exclaimed grabbing the game boy. "Don’t bother. I already have one." The professor raised an eyebrow at that. "How? Never mind that. Ah! Here they are your pokeballs." Brandon looked down as the professor dumped six small spheres in his hands. "I already have six pokemon though." Brandon said. "But you will probably want more, won't you?" the professor asked. Brandon had to admit, the professor had him there. And Din just gave him the six pokemon he had on his belt. Brandon put the six pokeballs in the backpack that Professor Oak kindly provided for him and then made his good-byes. Dratini curled up around Brandon's neck and promptly fell asleep. "Go ahead and sleep pal, you've earned it." After about an hour of uneventful travel Brandon came upon his first wild pokemon. It was small and purple and had long whiskers and fangs. Even though he knew what it was he still pointed the game boy at it. <> "Rattata huh?" Brandon said casually. He decided that even though it was a rather common pokemon, it might come in handy later on. "Okay, go Dratini!" he shouted. But he forgot that Dratini was still asleep. "Oops. Sorry, Dratini. Pokeball go!" he shouted in a whisper. (Oxymoron intended.) As soon as the pokeball hit the ground it opened and spit out a small purple, horned pokemon that had spines running down his back. "Nido nidoran?" It said grumpily. After all it probably had been sleeping too. "Ooh." Brandon said. "Hey Nidoran." The Nidoran male turned around and smiled, or tried to, at Brandon. "Nidoran ni." By now the Rattata had become aware of Brandon and his pokemon watching him. "Ra rattata rat." It said as it ran away. Brandon mused. He shook him self out of his small trance. "Nidoran," he shouted, "Go after it and…" Brandon stopped mid-shout. What were Nidorans moves anyway. He sat down and pondered as the Nidoran chased the Rattata into the grass and sounds of fighting were heard. "Okay," Brandon thought. "What are Nidorans moves?" By the time he had remembered them, the Nidoran had dragged the semi-conscious rat out of the grass and set it at Brandon's feet. "Good job, Nidoran." Brandon said as he tossed the pokeball. The Rattata didn’t give much resistance and as soon as it was caught Brandon picked it up and attached it to his belt. "Nidoran, return." ( For those of you that are wondering, Nidorans attacks are, Earthquake, Rockslide, Thrash, and Strength. ) Brandon attached the ball containing Nidoran to his belt and scratched the slumbering Dratini's head. "Next stop, Viridian City." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- James sat on the ground next to Jessie with his arms crossed over his chest. He was in a very bad mood and Jessie had to drag him all the way back to Viridian forest. "Why do we have to come all the way back here, Jessie?" he whined. Jessie reached over and smacked him with her fan, not even looking at him. "Get out your binoculars and look at this." James grumbled as he pulled the binoculars out of his pocket and put them to his face. "Hoo boy, she's hot!" he shouted. The girl he saw was extremely beautiful. Her blond hair fell to her waist in a long ponytail, and her bikini glistened in the sun from the water her Squirtle was spraying her with. "I think I'm in love." Jessie pounded him into the ground. "Not her you dolt. Him." She pointed James' binoculars at the spot she was looking. Now, as you all know, James has three loves in his life; food, beautiful women, and a certain pokemon. "Ahhhhh!!" he shouted. "A Dratini!" As he looked at the sleeping dragon wrapped around someone's neck, a small stream of drool fell from his mouth. Meowth suddenly appeared behind them. "That's why Butch and Cassidy have been assigned to the Pikachu job." He pointed in the direction of the Dratini. "The boss doesn’t know about it though…" James hauled himself to his feet and put the binoculars away. "Shall we?" he asked, offering his arm to Jessie Jessie accepted it and the two sprinted down the hill with Meowth desperately trying to catch up. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Brandon was amazed to say the least. Even being an avid fan of the show, the forest and even the pokemon looked completely different in real life. "Wow." He said, awed. The sounds of Pidgey and Spearow periodically punctuated the stillness. Brandon looked around and spotted a quick flash of green. "What was that?" he asked. He slowly turned around and caught another flash that disappeared into a bush, but recognized it this time. "A Caterpie." He said. "Only a Caterpie." The Caterpie came out of the bush that it was in and made a confused whirring noise. Most trainers would try to catch it then pull their hair out in frustration when it would break out. But this trainer just ignored him. It very slowly edged over to him and made a questioning whir… And was greeted by a very angry Charmander. "Charrrr!" it shouted as it sprang from the pokeball spewing red-hot flame at the Caterpie. In an instant, the Caterpie was charred to a crisp and fell to the ground. "Good job, Charmander. Return." Brandon said, pointing the pokeball at Charmander and sucking it in. Then he pulled an empty pokeball out of his pack and tossed it at the Caterpie. |
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