Elementary Penguin
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Hi every one. This is my fic, and I hope you guys enjoy it.
The first volume is named:
Vol. 1: The Astronomer
Chapter One: Red’s Challenge
Red walked up to the front of the Gym in Pewter City. He gripped his belt and pulled it up. His black hair gleamed in the sunlight, and his rather small, 4’11 stature of a 12 year old pulsed as he breathed hard. Red was a Pokemon trainer, and he was coming to train at this Gym.
Poke-Gyms are where trainers in cities gathered, and they were led by Leaders, the most skilled trainer in the land. There were rules, however. The leaders have to only train Pokemon native to their region. Although there were 4 regions discovered, the rule kept Gym’s Pokemon varied.
Red walked towards the door. It swung open, mechanically. Red stepped inside, looking down a short corridor. On one side, there was a boys room and a girls room, and on the other, there was a storage closet. And at the end, the was a wide door with loud sounds coming from behind it. Red looked it down, and turned and ran away, out the door.
Red bent and panted outside on a rock. He was suddenly afraid. “No, I don’t want to do it.” Red told himself. But he knew he must. Red lived in the slums of Pewter City. He didn’t go to school like most people of his age, as his father just couldn’t afford the cost of everything. The only choice a boy in his position could do is attempt to become successful at Pokemon training, but even that wasn’t easy.
Pokemon were creatures much like animals, but had very uneven molecular states, and they weren’t easily contained. That’s when people decided to use their power for battling and sport, an such. Pokemon were less common than regular animals, and such were never really kept as pets. Dogs and cats could do that. The Pokemon business wasn’t an extreme part of the world’s culture, but it was there. The industry for pets and animals was more of a focus then Pokemon battling.
“Meow!” Calico, Red’s cat said. Red stroked the cat on his shoulder. He carried Fluffy around in Pewter. He loved Fluffy more then any of his Pokemon. But, Red knew, he would have to leave Fluffy at home when he began to travel. This saddened Red, and Red wasn’t excited about it, but it’d have to do.
“I know, girl, I’ve got to go in there. I’ve got to brave it.” Red told Calico. Calico purred. Red was getting up to go inside, when he saw some water coming from a pipe that led from the Pewter Gym. This stopped Red in his tracks. “I thought this was a rock-type gym.”
Suddenly the doors swung open, and a girl came out, cradling a Bulbasaur in her arms. “Hey.”
“Uh, Hi, what’s wrong?” Red asked the girl.
“Nothing. I’m actually happy.” The girl let out a small smile. “A technique I’ve decided to try out worked against that leader. See?” She showed Red a badge.
“Whoa, nice badge! What’d you do?” Red asked excitedly
The girl set her Bulbasaur down, and smiled. “I’ll show you, but you won’t believe it.” She clapped, and her Bulbasaur let out a powerful stream of water at the rock Red had been sitting on. The grass type, Bulbasaur, was using Water Gun.
TO BE CONTINUED:
The first volume is named:
Vol. 1: The Astronomer
Chapter One: Red’s Challenge
Red walked up to the front of the Gym in Pewter City. He gripped his belt and pulled it up. His black hair gleamed in the sunlight, and his rather small, 4’11 stature of a 12 year old pulsed as he breathed hard. Red was a Pokemon trainer, and he was coming to train at this Gym.
Poke-Gyms are where trainers in cities gathered, and they were led by Leaders, the most skilled trainer in the land. There were rules, however. The leaders have to only train Pokemon native to their region. Although there were 4 regions discovered, the rule kept Gym’s Pokemon varied.
Red walked towards the door. It swung open, mechanically. Red stepped inside, looking down a short corridor. On one side, there was a boys room and a girls room, and on the other, there was a storage closet. And at the end, the was a wide door with loud sounds coming from behind it. Red looked it down, and turned and ran away, out the door.
Red bent and panted outside on a rock. He was suddenly afraid. “No, I don’t want to do it.” Red told himself. But he knew he must. Red lived in the slums of Pewter City. He didn’t go to school like most people of his age, as his father just couldn’t afford the cost of everything. The only choice a boy in his position could do is attempt to become successful at Pokemon training, but even that wasn’t easy.
Pokemon were creatures much like animals, but had very uneven molecular states, and they weren’t easily contained. That’s when people decided to use their power for battling and sport, an such. Pokemon were less common than regular animals, and such were never really kept as pets. Dogs and cats could do that. The Pokemon business wasn’t an extreme part of the world’s culture, but it was there. The industry for pets and animals was more of a focus then Pokemon battling.
“Meow!” Calico, Red’s cat said. Red stroked the cat on his shoulder. He carried Fluffy around in Pewter. He loved Fluffy more then any of his Pokemon. But, Red knew, he would have to leave Fluffy at home when he began to travel. This saddened Red, and Red wasn’t excited about it, but it’d have to do.
“I know, girl, I’ve got to go in there. I’ve got to brave it.” Red told Calico. Calico purred. Red was getting up to go inside, when he saw some water coming from a pipe that led from the Pewter Gym. This stopped Red in his tracks. “I thought this was a rock-type gym.”
Suddenly the doors swung open, and a girl came out, cradling a Bulbasaur in her arms. “Hey.”
“Uh, Hi, what’s wrong?” Red asked the girl.
“Nothing. I’m actually happy.” The girl let out a small smile. “A technique I’ve decided to try out worked against that leader. See?” She showed Red a badge.
“Whoa, nice badge! What’d you do?” Red asked excitedly
The girl set her Bulbasaur down, and smiled. “I’ll show you, but you won’t believe it.” She clapped, and her Bulbasaur let out a powerful stream of water at the rock Red had been sitting on. The grass type, Bulbasaur, was using Water Gun.
TO BE CONTINUED:
, that was freaky how Red freaked out like that. And funny too.