Prologue:
There are already three generations of trainers. The original Elite Four along with every Gym Leader/Elite Leader in every region began as First Generation of trainers. The two famous trainers hailing from Pallet Town simply known as Red and Blue lead the strong and determined Second Generation of trainers. After the second generation hype began to die down, there was a enormous gap. Pokemon trainers started to become extremely scarce, and the professors of each region began having problems with their discoveries due to the lack of trainers. Something had to be done immediately, or soon pokemon trainers would cease to exist. Pokemarts along with Pokemon Centers would go out of business, and the world of pokemon would never be the same. Thankfully between Professor Oak, Professor Elm, and Professor Birch, a new system was in the process of being made. Pokemon Trainer Summer Camps…
Chapter 1
John, a young teenage boy of Pallet Town, rolled over in his compact bed. His Pikachu alarm clock goes off and he falls out of bed. He gently rubbed his wild curly brown hair and gets up. For a bit, he played his NES, and then he slipped into his regular clothes. He headed downstairs where he could smell his moms cooking famous Cinnabar Bacon on the stove. So John took a seat next to his younger brother Max and a plate at the table.
"So mom, what're the plans this summer?" John asked while munching down his food, "Fuscia City Beach? A cruise to Cinnabar Island, maybe?"
"Actually, we're going to do something different this year John." His mom replied as she took a seat on the other side of the table, "And when I say we're, I mean you and your brother Max."
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, what?!" John exclaimed and jumped from his seat, "Where are you going with this Ma?"
"Tomorrow mourning, you two will be heading over to Professor Oaks Lab." She explained, "I've enlisted the two of you into Oaks Trainer Recruitment Camp. Besides, you two get in free since your father and Oak go way back. It should be fun and an enjoyable experience, well at least that's what the Professor said."
John slouched in his chair with his fork in his hand and Max shook with glee.
"Wow, we're actually gonna become Pokemon Trainers!" Max exclaimed, "I can't wait till tomorrow!"
"Here John, take a look at this." Their mom said and handed John a small slip, "It's Professor Oaks brochure about the camp. You should read it."
John skimmed over the small pamphlet and placed it on the table.
"I'm pretty hyped, but does Max really gotta tag along with me?" John asked and shoved his plate to the side, "I mean, it says we'll be traveling all around Kanto and what-not. Do you think Max is actually ready for this kinda stuff? It sounds really"
"FUN!!!" Max shouted, "I've always wanted my own pokemon!! Besides John, I'm 11 years old, and most of my friends back at school already have their first pokemon!"
"Like I actually care about your friends back at school!"
"Both of you stop arguing!" Their mom exclaimed, "If you keep this up, you might not be going to this camp at all."
"Sorry mom." The two of them said in unison.
The Next Day
Luckily for them, John and Max were going, and had already packed all the things they would need in their backpacks.
"Bye mom!" They both said as they left to the lab.
"Don't forget to call if you need anything!" She said as she waved good bye to her sons, "Growing up right in front of my eyes…"
By the time they had arrived, most of the guests had already arrived and were wandering around in the main lobby of the lab. There were snacks and refreshments neatly arranged and plenty of people chatting around a small podium in the middle of the lobby. John had even spotted his neighbor Jack. He had blonde spiky hair and two bangs which hung from the front tip of his hair.
"Quick hide, here comes Jack!" John joked with Max as Jack headed over to the two of them with his.
"Oh no, don't tell me you're becoming a trainer too John!" Jack exclaimed and jumped back, "Ha, you won't last one day as a trainer! Oh, and I see your little brother's becoming a trainer as well. Now isn't that cute?"
"You won't be sayin' that after we clobber you when we get our new pokemon!" John remarked.
"Yeah, what he said!" Max added, "Got beef!"
"Chill Max…" John said in low voice to Max.
"C'mon guys, we'll catch up with them two losers later." Jack said as he and his small gang of friends headed in another direction.