Well this isnt gonna end well. Welcome one and all to my very first ever ever ever ever..... Ever fanfic. I am RageRunner, and hopefully you will enjoy this. So without further ado I welco-
'you forgot something.'
Yes so did you, a capital letter.
'Disclaimers stupid oaf.'
Absol? Disclaim-- Oh, right. I dont own pokemon; yadda yadda blah blah. That good enough?
'Carry on.'
Anyway, without further ado, I welcome you to--
'Arent you gonna tell them something about the main character?'
Grrr. Id slap you, but that'd be animal, wait, poké abuse. Shut up. This is my story. Okay.
'Okay. Jeez calm down.'
Third times the charm. Anyway, onto the stor--
'RageRunner?'
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU** WHAT NOW.
'Huh, thats why you're called RageRunner.'
Okay. Absol shoo.
Lets go. I welcome you to Expect The Unexpected!
"Graveler is unable to battle! Lucario wins! Which means the winner is our challenger, Lucas!"
Yep, that's me. A Gym Referee. Or it was. But I cant tell you what I am right now. Well not yet anyway, but I can tell you one thing. My name is Jet Phillips, and I guess you could say that this is my, destiny, legend. My Story...
[CUE EPIC MUSIC]
It all started on that one somehow cold, summer morning, round about a 2 years ago from now. So shall I begin?
"Well done, Lucas, that was a great battle, you deserve that badge!"
"Thanks mister!" The young boy ran out of the gym with a spring in his step.
Ahh. Damn, maybe I should explain this, I was a Gym Referee at the Vermilion City Gym. In well, you guessed it. Vermilion City. Kanto. The now huge region that it is, compared to like seven years ago, when there were these two friends, Red and Blue. (Wierd names if you ask me) But what happens is, there is a guy called Zane, thr Gym Leader, he was my best friend, even though he was two years older than me. We treated each other like brothers.
We used to be stationed at Cerulean. But Zane, who wasnt a huge fan of water types, handed in his request form to move gyms, but im going of track. Zane was like the coolest guy ever, spiky blonde hair, literally every girl wanted him. Man, I was lucky to habve a friend like him.
"You kno' Jet, that kid has potential, he could take the league by storm. Just with that Lucario." He said as we walked into the back of the gym, "First battle of today, quite a lot more to come. Anyway, here's the post, that pelipper dropped in earlier!" he said handing me not the usual one, but two letters.
"Here Zane, I think this is yours." handing him the letter.
"Nope, got your name on it."
"What?" see the thing is, I only ever got letters from my parents in a far away region. I opened my parent's one last. Opening the unexpected letter first.
"Read i t out man!" Zane exclaimed. It seemed even he was shocked.
"Dear Mr Jet Phillips,
My name is Proffesor Blue Oak.
I gasped, a letter from the extraordinary trainer and professor!
"Carry on Jet!"
"No, can you read it?"
"Huh, okay."
My name is Proffesor Blue Oak, as you may or may not know, the next batch of five starters are being handed out to 5 trainers. And you my friend, are one of them! Please report to my lab, in Pallet Town at 11AM tomorrow!
Best Wishes!
Professor Oak. JR"
"What the..." Me and Zane both said quietly.
I read and re-read the message many times.
"This is perfect!" Zane shouted, startling me from my daydream.
"But i've only seen battles, I think thats all I can do!"
"Well I bet everyone else will be like that! You'll be fine Jet, trust me. Now open your mums letter!"
I opened it, it read a few words:
Dont thank us.
Love Mum and Dad xx
"No way, my mum handed in the request form!"
""Well Jet, you need to get ready for tomorrow!"
"But what about refereeing!?"
"Sarah can stand in for you, gives her some first hand experience anyway. Now go!"
END OF CHAPTER ONE
'you forgot something.'
Yes so did you, a capital letter.
'Disclaimers stupid oaf.'
Absol? Disclaim-- Oh, right. I dont own pokemon; yadda yadda blah blah. That good enough?
'Carry on.'
Anyway, without further ado, I welcome you to--
'Arent you gonna tell them something about the main character?'
Grrr. Id slap you, but that'd be animal, wait, poké abuse. Shut up. This is my story. Okay.
'Okay. Jeez calm down.'
Third times the charm. Anyway, onto the stor--
'RageRunner?'
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU** WHAT NOW.
'Huh, thats why you're called RageRunner.'
Okay. Absol shoo.
Lets go. I welcome you to Expect The Unexpected!
Chapter One: A Special Letter!
"Graveler is unable to battle! Lucario wins! Which means the winner is our challenger, Lucas!"
Yep, that's me. A Gym Referee. Or it was. But I cant tell you what I am right now. Well not yet anyway, but I can tell you one thing. My name is Jet Phillips, and I guess you could say that this is my, destiny, legend. My Story...
[CUE EPIC MUSIC]
It all started on that one somehow cold, summer morning, round about a 2 years ago from now. So shall I begin?
***
"Well done, Lucas, that was a great battle, you deserve that badge!"
"Thanks mister!" The young boy ran out of the gym with a spring in his step.
Ahh. Damn, maybe I should explain this, I was a Gym Referee at the Vermilion City Gym. In well, you guessed it. Vermilion City. Kanto. The now huge region that it is, compared to like seven years ago, when there were these two friends, Red and Blue. (Wierd names if you ask me) But what happens is, there is a guy called Zane, thr Gym Leader, he was my best friend, even though he was two years older than me. We treated each other like brothers.
We used to be stationed at Cerulean. But Zane, who wasnt a huge fan of water types, handed in his request form to move gyms, but im going of track. Zane was like the coolest guy ever, spiky blonde hair, literally every girl wanted him. Man, I was lucky to habve a friend like him.
"You kno' Jet, that kid has potential, he could take the league by storm. Just with that Lucario." He said as we walked into the back of the gym, "First battle of today, quite a lot more to come. Anyway, here's the post, that pelipper dropped in earlier!" he said handing me not the usual one, but two letters.
"Here Zane, I think this is yours." handing him the letter.
"Nope, got your name on it."
"What?" see the thing is, I only ever got letters from my parents in a far away region. I opened my parent's one last. Opening the unexpected letter first.
"Read i t out man!" Zane exclaimed. It seemed even he was shocked.
"Dear Mr Jet Phillips,
My name is Proffesor Blue Oak.
I gasped, a letter from the extraordinary trainer and professor!
"Carry on Jet!"
"No, can you read it?"
"Huh, okay."
My name is Proffesor Blue Oak, as you may or may not know, the next batch of five starters are being handed out to 5 trainers. And you my friend, are one of them! Please report to my lab, in Pallet Town at 11AM tomorrow!
Best Wishes!
Professor Oak. JR"
"What the..." Me and Zane both said quietly.
I read and re-read the message many times.
"This is perfect!" Zane shouted, startling me from my daydream.
"But i've only seen battles, I think thats all I can do!"
"Well I bet everyone else will be like that! You'll be fine Jet, trust me. Now open your mums letter!"
I opened it, it read a few words:
Dont thank us.
Love Mum and Dad xx
"No way, my mum handed in the request form!"
""Well Jet, you need to get ready for tomorrow!"
"But what about refereeing!?"
"Sarah can stand in for you, gives her some first hand experience anyway. Now go!"
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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