BlazeMaster
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Hi everyone. My first fanfiction project and I'm just going simple. A few chapters, maybe more. Have a look and wish me luck!
Chapter 1:
The horns of cars blasted through the usually quiet streets of Nuvema Town. The streets clogged with people all expectant for the event to come. Sam shuffled his way past people, all going to the same destination. He was fourteen and, four years late, he was finally getting his first Pokemon. In the distance he could see the lab looming ahead. His walk quickened as excitement took over him.The crowd around him was thickenning as he approached the place where he would be given his starter. A small funnel had been erected to allow the prospective Trainers to enter the lab easily. Sam walked through the funnel and into Professor Juniper's laboratory. Everywhere was immaculately clean and a small crowd of Trainers was gathering by a podium. On that podium stood Professor Juniper, the highest and most universally respected Professor in Unova. Sam reached the back of the crowd. The last few Trainers entered via the funnel and the Professor spoke.
"Trainers, you have come long distances to be able to get your starter Pokemon. I am honoured to complete this duty and grant you your wishes. In Unova you have three choices of Starter Pokemon." An assistant stepped up to the podium and gave the Professor a box.
"There is the Grass type Pokemon, Snivy!" She said, taking a Poke Ball from the box. Out of it came a Green Pokemon, looking extroadinarily proud, head held high.
"There is the Water type Pokemon Oshawott!" She exclaimed, a Blue Pokemon coming out of the box, brandishing its Schalop
"And the Fire type Pokemon, Tepig!" She said, unleashing a cute, pig-like pokemon out of its ball.
"What you choose is your decision, but make sure that it is the right one!"
Far away, in Castelia City, another such choice was being made.
Isla stood in a cue, the streets of Castelia whitewashed walls surrounding her. Everyone else around her was much older than she was but she was confident that she could make a perfect Team Plasma Warrior. Dressed in the same uniform they were difficult to tell from each other but she could tell that they were all fools . A few she had seen at the speech that one of the Seven Sages had made, where she had made the riteous decision to join the ranks of Plasma. The grunts in front of her were being given their Pokemon, ready to liberate others of their kind. She had looked at the choice of Pokemon for a while. She looked at Trubbish. The Pokemon was far too ugly for her grace and demeanour. Patrat had potential but it was a weak Pokemon. Sandile or Purloin would be equally useful and neither were ugly. She made her way to the front of the queue.
"Which Pokemon do you want, fellow minion."
Isla had made her choice, she knew which one she would have
Chapter 1:
The horns of cars blasted through the usually quiet streets of Nuvema Town. The streets clogged with people all expectant for the event to come. Sam shuffled his way past people, all going to the same destination. He was fourteen and, four years late, he was finally getting his first Pokemon. In the distance he could see the lab looming ahead. His walk quickened as excitement took over him.The crowd around him was thickenning as he approached the place where he would be given his starter. A small funnel had been erected to allow the prospective Trainers to enter the lab easily. Sam walked through the funnel and into Professor Juniper's laboratory. Everywhere was immaculately clean and a small crowd of Trainers was gathering by a podium. On that podium stood Professor Juniper, the highest and most universally respected Professor in Unova. Sam reached the back of the crowd. The last few Trainers entered via the funnel and the Professor spoke.
"Trainers, you have come long distances to be able to get your starter Pokemon. I am honoured to complete this duty and grant you your wishes. In Unova you have three choices of Starter Pokemon." An assistant stepped up to the podium and gave the Professor a box.
"There is the Grass type Pokemon, Snivy!" She said, taking a Poke Ball from the box. Out of it came a Green Pokemon, looking extroadinarily proud, head held high.
"There is the Water type Pokemon Oshawott!" She exclaimed, a Blue Pokemon coming out of the box, brandishing its Schalop
"And the Fire type Pokemon, Tepig!" She said, unleashing a cute, pig-like pokemon out of its ball.
"What you choose is your decision, but make sure that it is the right one!"
Far away, in Castelia City, another such choice was being made.
Isla stood in a cue, the streets of Castelia whitewashed walls surrounding her. Everyone else around her was much older than she was but she was confident that she could make a perfect Team Plasma Warrior. Dressed in the same uniform they were difficult to tell from each other but she could tell that they were all fools . A few she had seen at the speech that one of the Seven Sages had made, where she had made the riteous decision to join the ranks of Plasma. The grunts in front of her were being given their Pokemon, ready to liberate others of their kind. She had looked at the choice of Pokemon for a while. She looked at Trubbish. The Pokemon was far too ugly for her grace and demeanour. Patrat had potential but it was a weak Pokemon. Sandile or Purloin would be equally useful and neither were ugly. She made her way to the front of the queue.
"Which Pokemon do you want, fellow minion."
Isla had made her choice, she knew which one she would have
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