This is my revised fic that I started 4 years ago. Now that I'm "free" I'll be continuing the story. Thanks for reading!
"Xander! Xander get up and feed the Mareep!"
'Scoffs' "Fuck my life". I roll out my bed and look around my bland room. 'I should probably say I'm cleaning my room, but … she wouldn't buy that. The only thing that is out of place are the few pair of clothes that are scattered across the floor.' There is a pop that echoes through the room as I stretch my arms. I continue to stand there as I feel the wind blow through the window. "That breeze feels nice" I look out the open window and can see a float of Pidgey fly by. "I need to get out of here" I run my fingers through my hair as I let the cool spring breeze dance across my cinnamon brown skin.
"Xander?"
I jumped at my mother's loud and irritated voice.
"Jesus! Mom you scared me!" 'I swear that needs a bell'.
"Hurry up, the Mareep are hungry" I heard her trying to open the door. "And why is the door locked? When are you going to stop locking doors in my house?" "As soon as I stop sleeping naked" "Ew, TMI" I roll my eyes as I sniff an old red Looks can be Deceiving shirt that I picked up off the floor. "Smells clean to me. Damnit! I forgot to do the laundry!" 'Sigh' "Oh well, I guess I'm going commando". I walk into the bathroom to do the usual: brush my hair, brush my teeth, put of deodorant. "My life is too routine for my liking" As I run down the steps I am greeted my best-friend, Marie. She just recently evolved from a Mareep. We are really close, even while we were living in the Johto region. We would play games, go for walks, and train while my parents weren't looking. Now that she is a Flaffy I am even more eager to leave and go on my journey. I would've left a long time ago, but a law was passed on my 14th birthday stating "Due to the massive increase in deaths, trainers and coordinators must be 18 to travel without an adult unless a waiver is signed by them, a parent, and local officer or gym leader." My parents said they aren't signing shit saying that their only son can go and get himself killed by a Beedrill or a pissed off Rhydon. I understood why they said hell no, but I was still upset.
"Good morning Marie, how is my favorite electrical hazard?"
"Flaff flaff"
"They are still hungry you know? They have been whining for a good 20 minutes. I already re-heated their food so get to it." I heave out a sigh as I grab the food and walked out of the back door. As soon as Marie closed the door all twenty-five Mareep started stampeding towards me. They all have this crazed hunger look in their eyes. Being as the rational young man I am I broke out in a sprint towards the barn. All that can be heard are the stampeding Mareep while unleashing their battle cries and my high pitched yet manly screams. I burst through the barn door and franticly started pouring the food in the bowls laid out on the other side of the barn. I barely made it out of the way as they stormed through the double doors. I stood back and took count as they all ate their morning meals. "Well that's done. Now all we have to do is collect my pay from mother then we can go on our journey." "Flaffy?" "Yes journey. I've decided that we are leaving today before I came downstairs. Aren't you excited?" I asked gleefully. "The only reason why we didn't leave on my birthday was because I knew mom and dad would want to celebrate my birthday... And I wanted to keep their minds away from me getting eaten by a Rhydon, trampled by Tarous, and used as a sacrifice for Ho-Oh." 'My parents and their dreams.'
"Still alive?"
"Hello mother. You do realize that you have yet to say good morning to me, right?"
"It will be a good morning when you are able to wake your ass up on time so you can feed the damn Mareep. We have to make them happy so they will allow us to use and sell their wool."
"Speaking of being happy-"
"Are you about to tell me you and Marie are leaving today?"
"Yes. Soon actually. I would like to get to Lavender Town before the sun sets. I will make sure not to be captured by radical Ho-Oh worshippers." I said sarcastically with a cheesy grin. 'Please don't make me sneak out. PLEASE mother, don't make me sneak out like some pre-teen with a death wish.' I hold the grin as I watch her walk to a cabinet and pull of a black and blue book bag and black leather trainer belt with six pokeballs already in the slots.
"We picked this up for you a couple days ago. Your money is in the side pocket, you also have one sleeping bag, one pot, ten extra pokeballs, and four cans of ravioli. Your father should be at the pokemart right now."
"Thanks mom, I love you."
"I love you too. Make sure you see your father before you leave and go pack another set of clothes."
"Alright!" I dash upstairs and shove a pair of cargo pants and a black shirt with a Seviper slithering at the hem into my book bag. "Marie run and get my toothbrush and toothpaste." As Marie leaves the room I go through my checklist. "Okay, I just put the money from my side pocket in my wallet. I have my cell phone, my b&e keys, clothes, fuck underwear, and... my kick ass gloves!"
"Flaffy!"
"Thanks Marie." I jam the toiletries in my bag and put on my trainer belt. "So Marie, you ready to make it official?"
"Flaff flaff!"
I take out a pokeball and toss it at Marie. The pokeball opened and Marie turned into an infra-red light and went into the pokeball. The button on the pokeball glowed and quickly disappeared. "Hell yeah, I'm officially a trainer! Come back out Marie." The pokeball opened back up and a white light came out, shaping back into Marie. "Let's get a move on. I am so over this farm boy life." We dash out of the house and down the dirt road. Our whole town is occupied by different farms, small shops, and a couple houses. The just recently built a pokémon center and shop. The only reason why they built it is because the town kept calling the nurse in Lavender Town to make a run to our town whenever a pokémon got hurt. It's really dangerous since trainers have their pokémon attack the other trainers. To top it all off trainers battle alongside their pokémon. The most dangerous ones are the psychic trainers. They use their psychic abilities to sense, kill, and mind fuck everyone else. It seems they all have a sick sense of humor and make a game out of hunting and killing trainers. I heard they even use hypnosis on trainer's pokémon so they can steal them away. As if wild pokémon weren't bad enough. "Hey dad!" I start to slow down as I see him exit the pokemart.
"Xan! Good, I thought I would miss you."
"We wouldn't leave without saying bye. Plus mom would kill me whenever I decide to visit."
"Hahahaha. You right about that. I stopped here to pick you up a couple of things. Here's five antidote, three paralyze heal, seven repel, two revives, three super potions, and this." Dad held up a black vest while wearing a very proud smile on his face. "It's a dark vest. It's made with the same dark energy that makes dark type pokémon immune to psychic attacks. I had to shack down the shop keep so I could get this for you. So what do you think?"
I pulled my dad into the meanest bear hug. To be honest psychic pokémon and trainers scare me. They are the reason why I waited two months after my 18th to leave. Three times a week a news crew would stand outside Saffron City's gym filming as they drag out what appears to be dead bodies. The rest of the week was just injured trainers. If Sabrina or any of her gym trainers like their pokémon they would keep them. If they had a bug, dark, or ghost type pokémon, they would give sell them to people oversees. That way they won't have to fight pokémon that have an advantage against them… Allegedly. "Thank you so much dad." I put on the vest and pour the contents into my bag.
"If you need us to send you anything ask your mother. I don't think I will get any quality service for a while. Bye son; bye Marie."
"Bye dad."
"Flaffy."
We give each other one last hug and parted ways. We head west towards the forest that leads to Lavender Town. 'God, Arceus, Mew, somebody? Please protect us.'
Xander: "You do know the actual age for kids to become pokémon trainers is 10 and not 14, right?"
Ultra: "I do, but the pokémon league in this story changed the law a couple times due to the amount of deaths each year and because people giving 10 year olds furry weapons of mass destruction and letting them travel across the world on their own is stupid."
Xander: "So I had to endure 8 more years of farm work just because you didn't like the laws of a fictional world created 22 years ago?"
Ultra: "Pretty much."
Xander: "That's bullshit!"