A Legendary Dream

by ItsDraconix

A young man named Seth is living the life of a college man, with a few twists.. Seth, pressured by his friends, eventually sets off to find a pokemon of his own. Things do not go Exactly to plan, however.. This is a Pokemon-in-the-real-world type story, and it is my first, so please don't hate too much :3 Rated T for language suggestive themes

1. Home, Sweet Home!

Hello everyone. This is my first story I've ever written, practically, so please feel free to give some helpful feedback as you read, as it will only help me improve! I will be posting a new chapter at least once a month, because I will be busy will school, so I can't work in this too much! Anyways, hope you all enjoy it!

Ch 1 - Home Sweet Home

Every day was the same old thing in my little town on the outskirts of Denver. As a freshman in college, I had a somewhat busy life, but I didn't let that get in the way of what I loved to do every day: gaming, taking a bike ride, or even watching the news, sometimes just enjoying the daily buzz. I also find myself outside a lot, watching all the scenery seem to come alive in front of me. There isn't a whole lot of pokemon in my neighborhood, mainly just a few old folk, who live in the apartment next door to mine. This old man has an eevee, while his wife had a glameow. I love pokemon a lot, mainly because of some of the things we've learned at college sparked my interests in them, such as the many different types, abilities, and stuff. I've always wanted a pokemon of my own, but lately, have been too busy with school to care for one. Anyways, college isn't all that bad. Fillmore college, based in southwest Denver, is probably one of the coolest colleges to me. I've met some really great people there, and the professors are outstanding. Life in Denver is great. Most would complain about "Oh, it's too cold!", or "There's nothing exciting!", but they're all wrong. I mean, to be honest, yes, there's not much to do in terms of "shopping", or "historical landmarks", but the scenery out here is like none you'll ever see. Not only is the scenery extravagant, but there's some pretty rare pokemon native to this area as well.

As I woke up this morning, I found myself leaning over my dresser, or nightstand rather, thrashing around for my alarm clock, which to be honest, I absolutely HATED turning off. "Ok OK. SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY!". I screamed. I can have a very low anger tolerance sometimes. That alarm clock always keeps on beeping, even though I press the damn off button. I'm pretty sure I need a new one. As I yawned and slowly got up and out of bed, I noticed my hallway light, as well as my kitchen light way on. I usually don't stay up very late, as I get up at 5:00 in the morning, but I guess I was up late doing homework or something last night. "I swear, I need to remember to turn these damn lights off when I go to bed-and probably not stay up so late either.." I muttered to myself. As I walked down the hall, I thought to myself why, or what for that matter kept me up so late. It just hit me. "Oh no. MY FIRST SEMESTER FINALS ARE TOMORROW! How the hell am I going to get through the rest of the materials by tomorrow?!". I thought to myself for a minute, trying to remember how much material I got through yesterday into last night. "Let's see..Math is done...History is mediocre..Science...Easy...English, still a bit more to go...and..pokemon abilities and typings...YES!, that's where I left off! I still need to go through about 289 pokemon, then I should be good". I figured it would take me at least 2 hours to go through the rest of the english stuff, and maybe 3-4 for the pokemon stuff. I tend to procrastinate sometimes on things like this. Ok, maybe a little more than 'sometimes', but whatever. I turned on the TV as I made my way to the kitchen. I often watch the weather channel to check the weather every morning before I leave, then maybe a show or some news. As I went into the kitchen, I made my way to the fridge, and pulled out a breakfast bowl, and popped it in the microwave. To be fair, with the schedule I have in the morning, I don't have much time for making hand-made meals, so I usually just buy microwave crap. It's not too bad, I guess. Plus, I think it's got all the essentials for health added or whatever than normal foods. I mean, not in ALL kinds of freezer food, but yeah. While it was cooking, I went over to the couch to set my channel to the weather channel, before getting back up and heading over to grab my food. I poured a glass of orange juice, and took a seat. as the Local on the 8's came on, I watched my forecast for Denver. Today was absolutely gorgeous weather for the middle of December: 50º and sunny was the forecast, and I was thrilled, until I saw what was coming at the end of the week. Starting thursday night, there was supposed to be heavy snowfall, with blizzard-like conditions possible by friday. I wasn't too happy about that, not because I don't love the snow, don't get me wrong, but because now I had to buy extra food and supplies in case of a power outage, or snow trapped me in. Usually, snow from my apartment is cleared within 2 days, but you never know. As I finished my bowl, I changed the channel to abc, and went to throw away my stuff. Of course, when I got back, the news reporters were talking about the upcoming 'Blizzard!'. Typical. Whenever there's supposed to be some kind of 'storm' or something, they always exaggerate it. And I mean EXAGGERATE. one time, they told us all to stay indoors, because there was a terrible pokemon rampaging the city, but instead, found out it was just a bad-tempered growlithe. Anyways, I didn't feel like wasting more time, so I quickly turned off the TV, and headed upstairs to get ready for college. When I got to my bedroom, I grabbed a towel from my closet, and set it on the bed. I then proceeded to take off my clothes, and make my way to the bathroom. "Jeez, it's a good thing there's no open windows in my bedroom, otherwise, people would always have quite the view whenever I take a shower.", I said to myself with a grin. As I got the water ready, I took the time to shave my small beard to an appropriately smaller length I felt suiting, then brushed my teeth, and placed my towel on the hanger next to the sink. After I finished washing up, I stood in the nice warm water of the shower for a moment, before drying myself off and making my way to my closet. I didn't care much for stylish clothes as much as the rest of my fellow friends and students, but they suited me well. I usually have very casual clothes, along with some formal wear, for presentations, parties, or things of the sort. I got dressed, put on my boots and socks, then brushed my hair as I headed toward the door. I grabbed my backpack, keys, and a few other things, before I made my way outside. "Damn, it's cold this morning." I said to myself quietly, trying not to make noise. I checked the current temp. 27º. It wasn't terribly cold, especially for Mid-December's standards, but It still didn't feel pleasant. I made my way over to my Yamaha bike, and hopped on. Let me just tell you this once. Unless you're on a budget, and can't get a car, NEVER get a bike in a cold place like this. I mean, summers are fine, but seriously. Get a car, or else you'll be stuck wearing about 3-4 layers of clothing to keep out the cold while riding a bike, and I ain't talking about a bicycle either. No, I'm talking about a motorcycle. Anyhow, I enjoy bikes, and I'm also on a little bit of a budget because of my low-paying job, so yeah, a bike is a must for me. I inserted the key, and fired it up, while I put on my gloves and glove-warmers. Once I slowly made my way out of the icy driveway, I was on my way.