MistyRocks
Gym Leader
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Well, this is something I've been toying with the idea for while... But I'm only actually just starting to write it, I'm working on the first few chapters like, cuz I would appreciate feedback of sorts.
Anyway, if anyone reads then lemme know what you think. Sorry if it's not that well written but I've only just started writing again after about a year.
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Prologue
The sun had been in the sky for less than two hours before the first person had come walking up the empty road. The village was quiet, almost as though nobody lived there at all and anybody who didn’t know the region would wonder why every year there was a sort of pilgrimage to this tiny place.
By the lake, sitting on the rocks, was a girl and a little dog-like pokémon. Tegan had been there since before the sun had come up, just sitting and waiting for the first people to arrive. She nodded as the first person walked past her and watched them walk up a small dirt path to the laboratory. Then she smiled, knowing they’d have a long wait ahead of them before it would open.
It was tradition for her every year to sit by the lake and watch the trainers gather, then help the professor as he rounded up and handed out the pokémon, which was always a sad time for her. Tegan had worked as aide to the professor since she’d turned twelve and hadn’t undertaken a pokémon journey herself, and every year she helped him raise and take care of the pokémon which would be given to trainers to begin their journeys.
After five years she was starting to grow a little restless. Tegan had lived in the same tiny village and had the same job all that time and part of her was dying for any sort of adventure. Her father and the professor had tried to convince her time and again to go on a pokémon journey and though she’d told them she felt too mature to go on one, the real reason was her mother.
When Tegan was five, her mother, Jay, had decided take up her old passion of pokémon training and start the journey that began in their village. Before settling down to raise a family, Tegan’s mother had been one of the highest ranked trainers in the world. Her father had also been a skilled trainer a long time ago, but had given it up after losing his favourite pokémon in a tragic accident.
Jay never made it far on her journey; she never even made it out of the village. She demolished the local gym leader in their battle, didn’t even give her a chance, but when she stopped in the pokémon centre there was a horrible accident.
Thugs burst in just as Jay had left her pokémon in to be looked over. They demanded every pokémon in the place, which was quite a few considering it was the day that all the beginning trainers had received their pokémon.
Even after receiving the pokémon the thugs weren’t pleased with the chaos they’d caused. While backing out the door, one threw an explosive devise in amongst the crowd. They barred the doors and escaped. Everyone in the building was killed.
Since then Ave Village had been even quieter than before, only four families continued to live there and they had never rebuilt the pokémon centre. And Tegan never pursued her adoration of pokémon even though her father had given her a pokémon as a present when she’d turned fifteen and she hadn’t spent a day parted from it.
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Yeah, that was just the prologue purely for a bit of background. Chapter 1's done but I haven't proof-read it properly yet (when I'm in front of the computer I tend to just keep typing, I have to force myself to go back over what I wrote ^^;;; )
Oh and BBP, can you edit the titles here?
Anyway, if anyone reads then lemme know what you think. Sorry if it's not that well written but I've only just started writing again after about a year.
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Prologue
The sun had been in the sky for less than two hours before the first person had come walking up the empty road. The village was quiet, almost as though nobody lived there at all and anybody who didn’t know the region would wonder why every year there was a sort of pilgrimage to this tiny place.
By the lake, sitting on the rocks, was a girl and a little dog-like pokémon. Tegan had been there since before the sun had come up, just sitting and waiting for the first people to arrive. She nodded as the first person walked past her and watched them walk up a small dirt path to the laboratory. Then she smiled, knowing they’d have a long wait ahead of them before it would open.
It was tradition for her every year to sit by the lake and watch the trainers gather, then help the professor as he rounded up and handed out the pokémon, which was always a sad time for her. Tegan had worked as aide to the professor since she’d turned twelve and hadn’t undertaken a pokémon journey herself, and every year she helped him raise and take care of the pokémon which would be given to trainers to begin their journeys.
After five years she was starting to grow a little restless. Tegan had lived in the same tiny village and had the same job all that time and part of her was dying for any sort of adventure. Her father and the professor had tried to convince her time and again to go on a pokémon journey and though she’d told them she felt too mature to go on one, the real reason was her mother.
When Tegan was five, her mother, Jay, had decided take up her old passion of pokémon training and start the journey that began in their village. Before settling down to raise a family, Tegan’s mother had been one of the highest ranked trainers in the world. Her father had also been a skilled trainer a long time ago, but had given it up after losing his favourite pokémon in a tragic accident.
Jay never made it far on her journey; she never even made it out of the village. She demolished the local gym leader in their battle, didn’t even give her a chance, but when she stopped in the pokémon centre there was a horrible accident.
Thugs burst in just as Jay had left her pokémon in to be looked over. They demanded every pokémon in the place, which was quite a few considering it was the day that all the beginning trainers had received their pokémon.
Even after receiving the pokémon the thugs weren’t pleased with the chaos they’d caused. While backing out the door, one threw an explosive devise in amongst the crowd. They barred the doors and escaped. Everyone in the building was killed.
Since then Ave Village had been even quieter than before, only four families continued to live there and they had never rebuilt the pokémon centre. And Tegan never pursued her adoration of pokémon even though her father had given her a pokémon as a present when she’d turned fifteen and she hadn’t spent a day parted from it.
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Yeah, that was just the prologue purely for a bit of background. Chapter 1's done but I haven't proof-read it properly yet (when I'm in front of the computer I tend to just keep typing, I have to force myself to go back over what I wrote ^^;;; )
Oh and BBP, can you edit the titles here?
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