The first chapter of the reboot is out, one day before its release date.
New chapters will come out every sunday. If I make it, I will release one again tomorrow, if not the next sunday.
Hope you like it, and as always, reviews are most welcome!
Pidgeotto fell on the ground dead. It's throat was cut open and blood gushed from the wound. The cursed pokemon struggled for a few seconds but in the end succumbed to its wounds. Many more pokemon lay around it dead as well.
"Damn it, Chris", a man said angrily as he watched the boy watching from behind a pillar. "I have told you not to watch these battles"
"But Dad", the boy protested. "I 'm sixteen years old and Piplup and I have been training a lot lately".
"Training with your pokemon is one thing. Fighting against these monstrosities is another", the man explained.
"But you set out to become a trainer when you were ten", Chris shouted.
"Keep it quiet boy. It's too late and I don't want you waking anyone up yet", the man warned him.
"When I was ten, murderous pokemon wouldn't walk the wilds, waiting for fresh trainers to kill. The worst that could happen to me was to lose the battle and go back to a pokemon center to heal my pokemon. Now you die Chris. You die. Some pokemon are not as good as they used to be", he said as he turned around and put his Samurott in its pokeball.
"But dad...", Chris kept complaining.
"Chris, for the last time, it is a law of the state that teens under eighteen years old cannot leave on journeys without escort. But even if it wasn't I wouldn't let you. Now go back home and get some sleep. You have to study tomorrow"
Chris lowered his head in disappointment and turned around.
"Come here", his father said, felling guilty about yelling at him. "You do know that I love you and want what is best for you, right?", he asked.
"Yes, dad, I do", Chris said. "I just want to become a trainer".
"When the gym is complete, you will become a trainer there until you become an adult. Then you shall set out on your journey"
"Ok dad", Chris said and walked away.
Chris walked home as thoughts overwhelmed him. He thought of the gym his parents built. It was going to be one of the best gyms in Johto. A gym that the city needed a lot, as it would give the residents reason to catch pokemon. At the moment, excluding Chris and Mat, his best friend, only six more people had pokemon, two of whom were Chris' parents. His parents both used water type pokemon, and their love for the sea was the one thing that brought them close in the first place. The gym would of course be water type, and when it will be completed, his parents will battle each other to determine who will be the gym leader. Chris got excited thinking about it. His parents are almost equally powered, and the only time they fought each other the match ended in a draw. Now they were both determined to win.
By the time he thought all this, he had reached home. His mother had noticed him missing and waited for him in the living room.
"Spare me the lecture", Chris said. "Dad gave me one already. I 'm going to bed".
"Honey no, I 'm not going to lecture you, the woman pleaded. "Nor does your dad. We just want you to be safe", Cynthia said.
"When you were my age..", Chris began, but Cynthia gave him a look and he stopped. Chris knew she was right, just by looking at her. "I know, things were different back then", he said.
"It's not just that, son", Cynthia said. "I trust you will make it out there just fine".
"Then what is it? That it's illegal?"
"It's that these fights...", Cynthia said and stopped.
"They are to death. You get forced to kill the wild pokemon, or they continue fighting until you do. You don't fight to catch a wild pokemon and make new friends, you don't fight another trainer so that both of you can get better. You fight to survive. You kill or you die. I feel horrible for doing this. I don't want you to do this, not yet at least. There is no honor in that".
"Thanks mom", he said and climbed up the stairs, heading to his room.
Cynthia felt happy for managing not to argue with her son. It was something both she and Roger hated to do, but Chris was getting impatient about leaving home and going on his own journey. How could he not after all? Both his parents were successful trainers who had completed their trips, and he was late at beginning his journey by six years already.
The next day, after he had lunch, Chris and Piplup went out to train. Chris chose this time of the day specifically, since it was the hottest, and Piplup needed to get more resistant to heat. Until this moment, they had already trained a lot. Sweat came down Chris' face, and he and piplup panted.
"Very good, Piplup", Chris said. "If we battled against other trainers or wild pokemon, you'd get ten times stronger, but for now this will have to do", he added.
"Then why don't you fight me?", a voice suddenly said.
Chris turned around.
"Julian", he said in excitement. "Right on it".
Julian is Chris' best friend, and along with Mat the three are inseparable.
Julian took out a pokeball and threw it in front of him. "Come out Chikorita", he yelled. A red light emitted as the round pokeball opened, and from inside it emerged Chikorita. The green pokemon with a big leaf on its head stood proud as it was ready to face its opponent.
"You have a type advantage", Chris said. "Just what I need to get stronger. Go Piplup"
The little blue penguin like pokemon jumped on the field ready to face Chikorita.
"Don't use water type attacks Piplup", Chris commanded. "Start by tackling her".
Piplup charged towards his opponent and landed a hit on her chest. Chikorita fell back and landed on her feet. Julian looked at her and smiled, knowing a tackle wasn't nearly enough to beat his pokemon.
"Easy Piplup", Chris whispered. "Observe where she will attack and try to avoid it".
Piplup took a defensive stance and observed Chikorita.
"Chikorita, use vine whip", Julian commanded.
"Piplup avoid it", Chris said in enthusiasm. Piplup jumped and avoided the attack, and used the vine whip to charge at Chikorita. He landed on her and threw her back. "Now attack again Piplup", Chris said. Piplup charged once more towards her. He landed a critical hit, sending Chikorita flying backwards, but not before he was hit by Chikorita's second whip. Piplup fell down as well, and neither pokemon were able to continue fighting.
"Stand up Piplup", Chris pleaded.
"You too Chikorita", Julian begged.
Neither pokemon had the courage to fight anymore. They both fell down and the match ended.
"If piplup wasn't tired, he would have stood up and I would have won",Chris said trying to keep his pride.
"You were lucky to avoid the attack in the first place", Julian said back. "your water type is nothing compared to my grass type"
"Hey, enough boys", a man said smiling, as he approached the two. He was Julian's father, John, who was good friends with Roger. "You have both become very skilled trainers. When you go on your journey, I will rest assured knowing you will keep each other's back".
Chris and Julian both smiled. "Is your father home son?", John asked Chris.
"He left a while ago, said he needed something from the market. He should be back soon", Chris kindly replied.
"I 'll go find him then", John said and started walking down the road leading to the market.
Roger was heading back home, carrying some vegetables and some food for his pokemon. The pokemon he had at home anyway. There was no way a Wailord or a Guarados could live outside the sea.
"Roger, hey", John greeted him when they met. "Heard there was an attack last night"
"Nothing I couldn't handle", Roger replied. "A flock of cursed Pidgeotto. Samurott did what needed to be done", he added in a sad voice.
"All these years and we still haven't got used to it", John noticed. "May they rest in peace"
"Indeed", Roger agreed. "You wanted me something?"
"Yes. Donald and I are thinking of going training in the afternoon. Wanna join us?", he asked
"I 'd love to, but Cynthia has guard duty and Chris will be alone".
"Max will be alone, and he is eleven. Julian will be alone too. I 'm sure if you leave Chris with them, they will be just fine. The worst they can do is have a pokemon battle and then quarrel as always"
"I guess you are right", Roger said. "Fine, I 'll come", he said.
"Haha", John laughed. "Thought you 'd need more convincing"
