Authors Note – This is what it is. Another one of your Pokemon adventure fanfics – I’ve been a Pokemon fan and perhaps my fandom peaked when G/S was about to get released. I played through Ruby and Sapphire without going through much of the other features and that was the last Pokemon game I’ve played through. R/S came out 6/7 years ago. Damn. How time passes. Anyway here’s a little something for the fans. I’ve been replaying Pokemon lately and I thought I’d give this another shot. I’m keeping the chapters on the short side to keep the younger readers in and I’m trying to keep the story somewhat fast paced. I’m trying to model the story loosely after the game and I’ve added a couple of my interpretations. For the more serious writers, I am trying to get better so if you can point out anything I could improve on (not plot things but more like grammar/tense/word usage) then feel free. I'm always open to constructive criticism.
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Chapter 1 - Begin Here
Our journey begins in Pallet Town, where our main character Jordan is getting out of bed. He is 16 years old, 6 years older than everyone else. Not because he failed his Pokemon license test but more so because he was too lazy to take it. Jordan proceeds to the bathroom to brush his teeth with his electric toothbrush as he can hear his family downstairs.
After rinsing out his mouth, Jordan slowly walked down the stairs to see his family. His father, mother, brother and sister were all there, throwing a celebration party fit for a 10 year old.
“Very funny guys,” Jordan muttered. He gave in his family a hug and played around with some of the party decorations. His family had a rich connection towards Pokemon – his mom was one of the innocent scientists tricked into ‘scientific research’ under the Mewtwo project and his father was the loser of the highly controversial 38th Indigo League Championship match. His older brother has made the honorable mentions list of the ‘top trainers 18 and under’ list for the Kanto section and his sister was a Pokemon breeder.
Oddly enough, all of this Pokemon fever was never enough to make Jordan feel like he had to take that path. He would spend most of his time playing basketball out in the yard or playing video games. His only Pokemon was a Ditto that often took the shape of a hat and sat on his head, although Jordan had trained it to transform into just about anything he wanted.
Jordan went back up into his room and took off his pajamas and put on a plain black t-shirt and a dark blue pair of slim jeans. He pulled on a pair of black socks, put on a dark grey zippered hoodie on and zipped it up halfway. He swept his wallet off the table and stuck it in his back pocket. Jordan picked up his rarely used black backpack from the floor and signaled his Ditto to come over.
“Blub, turn into a hat,” Jordan said. The pink Ditto slid up its owner’s body and turned into a dull, dark pink beanie. Its small eyes were visible from the back of the hat and Blub had always acted as Jordan’s second set of eyes, warning him of any danger or suspicious activity.
Jordan said bye to his family and left the house. He walked over to Professor Oak’s famous laboratory. Inside, his young grandson, Gary, was waiting. Gary was only 10 years old, 6 years older than Jordan and unsurprisingly his confidence level was 6 times more than it should have been.
“Hey Gary,” Jordan said in a forced way. Gary happened to be the little sister of Jordan’s ex-girlfriend and every time Jordan went over to visit, Gary would think of ways to embarrass him. Fact of the matter was, Jordan and Gary didn’t get along at all.
“Make your choice Jordan,” Oak said, interrupting Jordan’s thoughts. Jordan looked up to Oak and a few seconds later realized what he had said. He walked over to the desk and picked one of the 3 Pokeballs on the table randomly.
“That fast huh?” Oak joked.
“I don’t care,” Jordan shot back. He pressed the button on his Pokeball and a red laser shot out as a Charmander stood at Jordan’s leg.
“She’s a good pick. We don’t get a lot of female Charmanders here because they’re in high demand for Charmander breeding,” Oak said.
“Great,” Jordan replied, pretending to be amused. He was about to leave before Gary yelled at him.
“Where are you going? Don’t you want to challenge me!?” Gary shouted out.
“Not really… no,” Jordan replied.
The 10 year old looking into the remaining 2 Pokeballs and picked one after clarifying something with Professor Oak.
“Go Squirtle!” Gary yelled out.
Irritated, Jordan pressed the button on his Pokeball as his own Pokemon came out as a stream of red light erupted from the Pokeball. He knelt down besides his new companion.
“Alright girl, I’m going to call you Jolie. I want you to beat that Squirtle over there,” Jordan said softly to his companion.
The Charmander obliged and stood in a battle stance. Jolie quickly jumped towards Gary’s Squirtle but Squirtle was quick to dodge her. Unable to overcome her momentum, Jolie tripped and fell to the ground face down.
“Tackle that thing!” Gary commanded.
The Squirtle threw itself towards Jolie who slid across the floor and hit the walls of the lab.
Jolie got back on her feet slowly and threw herself at Squirtle, swiping her stubby arm across Squirtle’s face. Squirtle quickly tucked his head in then unleashed a torrent of water from the opening in his shell. Jolie flew several feet back again and this time it looked like Squirtle had gotten the best of her.
“I WIN!” Gary shouted out.
“Great,” Jordan responded. To him, a win or a loss didn’t mean much at all but to Gary it meant a lot. “Good job Gary.”
Jordan extended an arm out towards Gary who quickly ran off towards the exit. Slightly ashamed, Professor Oak walked over and took Jordan’s hanging hand.
“He’ll learn one day. You look out for him ok?” Professor Oak said.
“Sure.” Jordan muttered out reluctantly.
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Chapter 1 - Begin Here
Our journey begins in Pallet Town, where our main character Jordan is getting out of bed. He is 16 years old, 6 years older than everyone else. Not because he failed his Pokemon license test but more so because he was too lazy to take it. Jordan proceeds to the bathroom to brush his teeth with his electric toothbrush as he can hear his family downstairs.
After rinsing out his mouth, Jordan slowly walked down the stairs to see his family. His father, mother, brother and sister were all there, throwing a celebration party fit for a 10 year old.
“Very funny guys,” Jordan muttered. He gave in his family a hug and played around with some of the party decorations. His family had a rich connection towards Pokemon – his mom was one of the innocent scientists tricked into ‘scientific research’ under the Mewtwo project and his father was the loser of the highly controversial 38th Indigo League Championship match. His older brother has made the honorable mentions list of the ‘top trainers 18 and under’ list for the Kanto section and his sister was a Pokemon breeder.
Oddly enough, all of this Pokemon fever was never enough to make Jordan feel like he had to take that path. He would spend most of his time playing basketball out in the yard or playing video games. His only Pokemon was a Ditto that often took the shape of a hat and sat on his head, although Jordan had trained it to transform into just about anything he wanted.
Jordan went back up into his room and took off his pajamas and put on a plain black t-shirt and a dark blue pair of slim jeans. He pulled on a pair of black socks, put on a dark grey zippered hoodie on and zipped it up halfway. He swept his wallet off the table and stuck it in his back pocket. Jordan picked up his rarely used black backpack from the floor and signaled his Ditto to come over.
“Blub, turn into a hat,” Jordan said. The pink Ditto slid up its owner’s body and turned into a dull, dark pink beanie. Its small eyes were visible from the back of the hat and Blub had always acted as Jordan’s second set of eyes, warning him of any danger or suspicious activity.
Jordan said bye to his family and left the house. He walked over to Professor Oak’s famous laboratory. Inside, his young grandson, Gary, was waiting. Gary was only 10 years old, 6 years older than Jordan and unsurprisingly his confidence level was 6 times more than it should have been.
“Hey Gary,” Jordan said in a forced way. Gary happened to be the little sister of Jordan’s ex-girlfriend and every time Jordan went over to visit, Gary would think of ways to embarrass him. Fact of the matter was, Jordan and Gary didn’t get along at all.
“Make your choice Jordan,” Oak said, interrupting Jordan’s thoughts. Jordan looked up to Oak and a few seconds later realized what he had said. He walked over to the desk and picked one of the 3 Pokeballs on the table randomly.
“That fast huh?” Oak joked.
“I don’t care,” Jordan shot back. He pressed the button on his Pokeball and a red laser shot out as a Charmander stood at Jordan’s leg.
“She’s a good pick. We don’t get a lot of female Charmanders here because they’re in high demand for Charmander breeding,” Oak said.
“Great,” Jordan replied, pretending to be amused. He was about to leave before Gary yelled at him.
“Where are you going? Don’t you want to challenge me!?” Gary shouted out.
“Not really… no,” Jordan replied.
The 10 year old looking into the remaining 2 Pokeballs and picked one after clarifying something with Professor Oak.
“Go Squirtle!” Gary yelled out.
Irritated, Jordan pressed the button on his Pokeball as his own Pokemon came out as a stream of red light erupted from the Pokeball. He knelt down besides his new companion.
“Alright girl, I’m going to call you Jolie. I want you to beat that Squirtle over there,” Jordan said softly to his companion.
The Charmander obliged and stood in a battle stance. Jolie quickly jumped towards Gary’s Squirtle but Squirtle was quick to dodge her. Unable to overcome her momentum, Jolie tripped and fell to the ground face down.
“Tackle that thing!” Gary commanded.
The Squirtle threw itself towards Jolie who slid across the floor and hit the walls of the lab.
Jolie got back on her feet slowly and threw herself at Squirtle, swiping her stubby arm across Squirtle’s face. Squirtle quickly tucked his head in then unleashed a torrent of water from the opening in his shell. Jolie flew several feet back again and this time it looked like Squirtle had gotten the best of her.
“I WIN!” Gary shouted out.
“Great,” Jordan responded. To him, a win or a loss didn’t mean much at all but to Gary it meant a lot. “Good job Gary.”
Jordan extended an arm out towards Gary who quickly ran off towards the exit. Slightly ashamed, Professor Oak walked over and took Jordan’s hanging hand.
“He’ll learn one day. You look out for him ok?” Professor Oak said.
“Sure.” Jordan muttered out reluctantly.