Rated PG because I can x3
More of my get-away-from-seriousness story, this will also have a bit of a story, but not much :3
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Cody.(yeah, that tail IS actually not a decoration, problem?)
Chapter 1: ~$3000 dollars and someone else's dream~
My life sucks. I'm going to be basically pushed into capturing innocent pokemon today, and have no home soon. I don't even want to be a trainer. Just because my dad is some famous trainer, that doesn’t make me one. I have one pokemon, a gift from my father. I guess I should be happy, shiny pokemon are rare, shiny eevee's even more so. I named her Sara, a name that I thought fit her. I'm trying to develop a translator for either me or Sara, so we can communicate. It's pretty far along in development, and could change the world as I know it. I had to leave the prototype with Professor Oak while I take my leave, with Sara, to become a trainer.
I gently pushed the snooze button on my alarm clock, then unplugged it. No needing this anymore.
As I got dressed for my first day as a trainer, Sara jumped out from under my covers and pawed at the door, wanting to go.
"Sara, in a second." I said, my voice hinted with tiredness from the early morning. I finally pull on my slacks, stepping out of the door.
"Morning! So, your first day as a trainer. Have fun!" my younger brother yells after me, as I walk past him and out the door. He's only a year younger than me, and wants to be a great trainer. I wish I could give him his dream, I sure as hell don't want it. I make a beeline for the lab, knowing I have to go there.
"Oh, hello Cody. Nice to see you up so early."
"Yeah, whatever Oak. Just give me the pokeballs and I can go." I said, not really caring for polite greetings. I was too tired for this.
"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed, hahaha! Anyway, your translator is coming along fine. Should be ready quite soon."
"Oak, my bed is against a wall. There's only one side I can get up on. That's good news, too bad I won't be around to see it completed for a while. Now pass me the pokeballs. And probably that pokedex too." I said, pointing at a red device on a counter.
"Nevermind, it's a joke, Cody." he said, passing me three pokeballs and a pokedex. I then promptly turned on my heels, and left. Sara was right beside me, bounding through the grass. I never liked putting her in a ball, but she was in a special one when she was. It was made almost completely of amber, a fossilized tree resin.
As I was about to walk into the bushes where I knew wild pokemon lurked, my annoying neighbour Aain decided to chase after me. We were the same age, so I already knew what he wanted.
"Battle me!" he called out as he got closer, causing me to stop.
"Stupid rules..." I grumbled as I turned around to face Aain, his little Pichu in tow. I quickly told Sara to get ready, and encouraged her to do her best. Even though I didn't want to be a trainer, but if I had to, I would be a good one at least.
"Rin! Tackle!" Aain commanded his pokemon, as I silently told mine a plan. Sara effortlessly dodged the tackle, and taunted the pichu by whipping her tail around. This enraged the small electric pokemon, turning into a small fit of rage. Another tackle dodged, Sara knew the next move.
Sara's head rammed the pichu, sending her soaring across the ground. Aain chased after his fallen pokemon, and I knew the battle was over.
"Oh, get over yourself. I won."
"You also wear that stupid flareon tail all the time!"
"I told you one hundred and ninety-seven times, IT'S PART OF ME!" I yelled, pointing at my bushy tail.
"And I told you that many times that IT'S NOT!"
"You also tried to rip it off, and we all know how that worked out."
"You glued it on then! IT'S FAKE!"
"You know what? I'm not going to take this. Seeya never, Aain." I said, me and Sara walking into the bushes. No pokemon seemed to be around, probably because of all the yelling. 'that's good for me. I don't need to catch a single one.'
I thought, walking slowly as to not step on any pokemon.
’Ah, Viridian City.’
I thought as I walked into the small city of about 30 residents, carrying Sara. I walked into the pokemart first, buying a fire stone to use on Sara. I walked outside, looking down at the stone. I was going to place it on Sara’s head and evolve her, but she refused and ran away. I followed her out of the west of town, through more tall grass. She looked just terrified, and I felt terrible.
Sara finally stopped at a pond, lapping up the water. I took the stone out of my pocket, and she didn’t move. I made up my mind then. I lobbed the stone into the surprisingly deep waters of the pond, letting it sink to the bottom. Sara was relieved, tackling me, relentlessly licking my face. I practically had to pry her off as we walked back to town. If I was going to get anywhere as a trainer, I had one choice. The gym.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me…sigh…” I said as the sign loomed over me. ‘GYM CLOSED’ How was I going to get past...this? Where next? North it is.
It was a maze. Nothing else really to say as I studied the different paths. The right path looked the most clear of grass, so I followed that one. Obviously it was just my luck that path lead into a series of twists and turns, all filled with that dreadful promise of tall grass and wild pokemon. I stepped cautiously past a caterpie, clutching Sara close. I an around the corner, happy to be free of wild pokemon, until…
I tripped over a metapod. It was just lying there, and blended in perfectly with the long grass. It obviously did it’s trick as I told Sara to brace for impact, and threw her at the metapod in an act of panic. The attack hit amazingly, knocking the pokemon unconscious. Sara and I scampered off into the forest, away from the battle. We ducked into a nearby building, and that was the end of the forest. I tiredly slumped down on the concrete in Pewter City. After buying more than a few Repels, I set out for the gym.
“What? Only ONE pokemon?” The gym leader, Brock, asked, surprised I had only one pokemon.
“Yeah. And I’ll beat you with it and earn the- What was the badge?” I pulled out my little orange guidebook, referencing this city’s gym page. “-The Boulder Badge!”
“I can see you’re not very good at this. Look, I’ll go easy on you-“
“No you won’t! Sara, let’s go!” I declared, and the battle began.
“Geodude! Use tackle!” Brock commanded, and sure enough, his rock of a pokemon began to charge. Sara dodged again, then taunted. Knocking the geodude down with one tackle, Brock withdrew the exhausted pokemon and threw out another ball, releasing a large serpent made of boulders and rocks. This was going to be tough, and Sara was already panting.
“Sara, watch out!” I yelled a bit too late as the tail of the onix barreled into my eevee, sending her across the gym.
“Not so soon, Sara. You can do it!” I yelled, Sara obviously understanding. She dodged the next tackle, running up the rock pokemon. The onix was too stupid for his own good, and sure enough, fell for the trick. Tail connected with head as the onix fell and Sara prevailed, trotting proudly back to me.
“That’s the first time anyone has beat me with one pokemon. You earned it.” Brock said across the gym as he tossed a shimmering badge across the room. I caught it, the badge a crude metal disc, with flat sides and a raised octagon in the middle.
’One down, however many left...’
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