Red, You The Man! {PG-12}

[Pidgeot]

Hi there, and welcome to my fanfic, 'Red, You the Man!' And yes, that Red is the player character in Red and Blue, or if you prefer, the original main character in the manga Pokémon Special.

This fanfic follows the adventures of Red Doleman travelling through Kanto, with his

Spoiler

bitchy rival Blue Lavender

trying to win loads of Pokémon Contests. Also, a sideplot involving Silver (or Kamon as he is called in this fanfic), and his parents is included in this fanfic.

So, that's enough from me. Chapter One is right below this block of writing! VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV

This fanfic is rated PG-12 due to swearing, and although it won't be featured yet, violence and sexual references.

Chapter One
A New Pallet of Paint​

Red walked through his garden, searching for his vanished Caterpie. “Where are you, Caterpie?” Red heard a sound from a nearby red bush, pulling the green pokémon out of it. “Caterpie, what did I tell you about getting lost?” He said, trying to pick up the bug type pokémon. “I can still remember the day I rescued you in Viridian Forest.” He placed it back on the ground. “There you go. Roam free, little buddy. Make sure no-one steals you.”

Red sighed in relief, “Caterpie’s lucky. I was worried that a bug catcher would think that it’s stray and would capture it.” He walked back into the kitchen, finding his mother getting the breakfast ready. “Mum, what time did you say Professor Oak would be ready tomorrow?”

Red’s mother turned to her side, putting a chequered dishcloth onto to the breakfast table, “Seven-o-clock in the morning.” She placed a saucepan on top of the oven, and started to fry some bacon. “I decided to make this breakfast extra special, as you’re leaving tomorrow.” She put a plate with a stack of pancakes on top onto the table. “I know how you like your pancakes- extra crunchy.”

“Thanks Mum.” Red pulled a chair out from under the table, grabbed a knife and fork from the left hand side, and started to eat the pancakes. “Mum, can I take Caterpie with me?” He asked, spreading some syrup onto his pancakes.

“Of course you can. After all, your father chose to take his Sandshrew with him when he has 11.” She started pouring some orange juice into a small glass, and drank it all in a few seconds. “But you are still getting a starter pokémon from the lab, aren’t you? I mean, just travelling with a Caterpie first off is a little dangerous.”

“Yeah, I know that, Mum.”

~7:00 AM, The Next Morning~

Red closed the smooth, brown door behind him, finally leaving his mother after eleven years. With his trusty Caterpie sitting on his shoulder, he walked up the path, passing by all the neighbouring houses. He turned to the left at the end of the path, walking past a small cottage, and finally ending up at a small forest. This small forest was what separated the north of and the south of Pallet Town, so Red stepped into it, hoping to exit at the north so he could get to Professor Oak’s lab.

He started walking through the forest, his black hair lightly brushing his shoulders. His hands were placed in the pockets of his blue pair of jeans, taking one hand out to return Caterpie back into its pokéball. He then walked over to a red shrine in the middle of the forest, investigating it thoroughly. ‘Pallet Forest Shrine: May Trusted Trainers Be Rewarded’

Red touched the shrine with his hand, a pink glow immediately shining as he touched it. “What the fuck is that?” The blinding flash then stopped, a pink creature floating in the air. It floated over to Red, curiously touching him on the face. It then floated up, mysteriously disappearing after another blinding flash. “What was that?”

“Don’t you know?” A girl said, her long brown hair blowing in the wind as she jumped off a tree branch. Her Pidgey shortly followed her, landing on her shoulder. “Anyone with a half a brain knows that that pokémon was Mew, the New Species pokémon.” She returned Pidgey into its pokéball, placing it onto her belt. “Legends state that Mew appears to trainers at the Pallet Forest Shrine that are kind and loyal. They say that whoever it meets will be lucky forever.”

“I’m kind and loyal?” He shook the girls hand kindly. “Anyway, my name’s Red. What’s yours?”

“Green.” Green and Red started to walk further into the small forest, “We’re similar, aren’t we? I mean, we’ve both got names from colours, we’re both starting journeys… or at least, I’m starting a journey.”

“Yeah, I’m starting one as well.” He detached a pokéball from his belt, releasing his Caterpie from it. “This is my first pokémon. I got it from Viridian Forest as a present. I rescued it, and my dad let me keep it.” The Caterpie crawled up Red’s body, finally stopping on Red’s head.

“Oh, wow!” Green detached a pokéball from her belt as well, releasing a Pidgey. “This is my Pidgey.” The Pidgey landed on Green’s shoulder, oddly staring at Red’s Caterpie.

Red and Green finally walked out of the forest, a sign saying ‘Welcome to North Pallet Town!’ greeting them as they entered the north part of town. They walked off a green field filled with colourful flowers, stepping onto a path with a two-way road accompanying it. The couple walked up the path, their respective pokémon walking by their side.

Green stopped walking, just as she saw a poster with a blue haired girl on it, and the text ‘Pokémon Contests: NOW HELD IN KANTO!’ at the bottom of it. “Oh my god, contests are being held in Kanto…?”

“Contests?” Red asked Green curiously, “What are they, Green?”

“Oh, you don’t know?” She took her pink backpack off of her back, opening the zip, and taking a thin book out of it. She flicked some of the pages open, revealed two pages, one to do with text, and the other with a photo of a contest hall. “Contests are competitions where trainers use their pokémon to show off their beauty, toughness, coolness, cuteness, or smartness.” Green told Red confidentially.

“Doesn’t seem very interesting. How could you be interested in something boring like that?”

“BORING? BORING!?” She stamped her foot on the ground, her face red with anger, “Right, you little bastard. You’re not interested in my contests, and whatever sort of goal you’ve got, I why wouldn’t care about that one little bit. So, we’re both going to fight for our goals, and we’ll meet whenever we can, to show how far we’ve got.”

“Right, that’ll be fine. But first, we’ll have to get a starter pokémon from Professor Oak’s lab… last one there’s a Slowpoke!” Red ran up a long path with his Caterpie hanging onto his shoulder, and Green followed him, her Pidgey flying after her.

Next Time…

Spoiler

Red finally gets to Professor Oak’s lab, Green chasing him. But when Oak asks them what pokémon they want, which one will Red and Green choose? And who’s that red-haired kid who’s looking through the window? These questions will be answered in the next chapter of Kick Into Kanto!

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[Pidgeot]

Chapter Two:
The Professor
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Red knocked on Professor Oak’s Lab front door with his right hand, waiting for someone to answer. His Caterpie stood beside him, waiting for Green and her Pidgey to catch up. “Come on, someone answer!” He said to himself, peacefully whistling as he waited. Caterpie gave a Red a tired yawn, climbing up Red’s leg, touching a pokéball on his belt to return itself.

“Hmm… no-one seems to be in. I’ll check round the back.” He walked round the side of the house, finally ending up in a small garden. He knocked on a glass door leading into the kitchen, once again waiting for an answer. “Come on, professor!” He gave up after a few minutes, finally walking back round the lab, and up the long path that awaited him.

~Ten minutes later, at the PokéCenter~

Red swiftly stepped into the PokéCenter, closing the glass door softly behind him. He took his red and white cap off, grasping it in both of his hands as he walked over to the counter, a pink-haired nurse standing behind it. He placed Caterpie’s pokéball on the counter, yawning as he looked at his watch to find out what the time was. ’23:45. Shit, it’s late.’ He grabbed his pokéball back from Nurse Joy, ‘I’d better find a hotel to sleep at.’ He thought to himself, walking back out the door.

He then walked up another path, reaching the nearby hotel, with ‘North Pallet Town Hotel’ written above the door in red paint. He opened the brown door, walking through it as he stepped slowly to the counter, asking the manager, “Could I have room, sir? I’d like a one bed room.”

The manager took the log book off the shelf behind him, flicking the pages over to find the page for that week. “Ok, let’s see…” He traced his finger over the different days, finally landing his finger on ‘March 5th 2010’. “You’re lucky, young man. There’s one room left- a girl took the second to last one. That’ll be fifteen pounds, please.” He asked, as Red passed a ten pound note and a five pound note over to the manager, “Thank you. Here is your key, for Room 7.”

Red took his key from the manager, walking up the stairs with an arrow on the wall pointing diagonally upwards, with ‘Rooms 5 to 8’ written above it. He walked up the final step, passing down the corridor to Room 8. Just as he opened the door to his room, a female voice came from the room next door to it. “Good work, Pidgey! We’ll certainly win the Pewter City contest!”

‘Damn, that girl’s here. I’d better leave early tomorrow morning if I want to get ahead of her.’ Red closed his door behind him, stripping himself off in front of the mirror. He then put a stripy pair of trousers on, flipping the bed cover over as he started to lay down in it. He flipped the cover back onto him, switching the lamp next to him off as he tried to get to sleep.

~Back at Professor Oak’s Lab, the next morning~

Red knocked his fist on the lab door, waiting for the professor to quickly answer. Red heard the creaking of the stairs, as the sound of the footsteps came closer and closer to the door. He then heard the sound of a key turning, as the door opened outwards to reveal a middle aged man with grey hair, in a blue dressing gown.

“Oh, you must be Red.” He invited Red to walk into the lab, Professor Oak closing the white door afterwards. “Me and your mother arranged all this, you see.”

“But how come you weren’t here last evening?” Red asked curiously, following Oak through a lengthy corridor with photos of pokémon scattered across the wall. “I came here last night, but I couldn’t find you.” Red followed Professor Oak into a small room, a machine with a circular black barrier over the top in the middle of the room.

Professor Oak touched a red button on the machine, the barrier opening up to reveal a triangular panel. At two of the corners, there were pokéballs, but at the other corner, there wasn’t a pokéball. “I am human, after all. At 11 o clock in the morning, it’s hard to stay up without falling asleep or anything. I was in bed at that time. Asleep, to be precise.”

“Oh.” Red looked at the machine’s triangle panel, confused to why there were are only two pokéballs. “Err, Professor Oak?”

“Please, call me Sam.”

“Umm, yes.” ‘What, are we friends already?’ Red then asked Professor Oak, “Professor Oak… Oops, I mean Sam… How come there are only two pokéballs on the panel?”

“That’s because a trainer already came here a few hours ago… Green, I think her name was. I tried to get to sleep after she had finished, but oh well… Anyway, why don’t you choose one of these two?” Professor Oak threw the two pokéballs onto the floor, releasing a pokémon from each one. The first pokémon, the Bulbasaur, ran up to Red.

“Wow, a Bulbasaur!” He said, fascinated by the pokémon’s green bulb on its back. He then walked over to the second pokémon, a red lizard like pokémon, “And a Charmander!” He stared at the pokémon’s fire on the end of its tail, flashing wildly. “It’s kinda hard to choose, but… I’ll choose Bulbasaur!” Red said confidently, Bulbasaur running to his side as Charmander sighed in frustation.

“Bulbasaur!” Bulbasaur said, running onto Red’s lap, Red falling down onto the floor. “Stay easy, Bulbasaur! You don’t want to hurt me, do you?” Bulbasaur licked Red’s face excitedly.

“Take this, Red.” Professor Oak gave Red a red pokédex, with a small screen, and a few buttons below it. “Use this to record pokémon’s data along your journey. Also, take these.” Professor Oak handed Red half a dozen of pokéballs, “Use these to catch pokémon on your journey. You can keep six pokémon with you at any one time. There are 150 pokémon out there, just waiting to be captured! Now, get out there!”

Red walked out of the room, a red haired boy staring through the window as Red stepped through the corridor to exit the lab. “Finally… my journey begins…”

Next Time…

Spoiler

Red starts to train at Route 1, and meets Green and her newly accquired Squirtle. Then Red meets a kid called Kamon, and challenges him to a pokémon battle…

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