Hey folks! This is my first Pokemon fic! Enjoy!
Blue opened the refrigerator and yawned. The summer had passed by so idly, and he was ready for something new. He grabbed some orange juice and poured it into a glass before sitting at the table. He scratched his light brown hair, flipped through the latest issue of Pokemon Weekly, and started breakfast. It was a day just like any other.
"Blue!" He heard his sister's voice call from upstairs. "Blue, Grandpa's on the phone! He wants to talk to you!"
Blue sighed and put his orange juice down. His grandpa didn't usually call for him, and when he did it usually ended with his grandpa berating him for being too arrogant or cocky.
"Blue!" his sister's voice came again.
Blue rolled his eyes.
"Coming!" he called back.
He made his way across the plush carpet of his living room and up the stairs where Daisy, his sister, stood in the hallway holding the phone.
"He seems really excited." She said.
Gary's eyes widened. Maybe it was about the deal they'd made earlier that summer? His grandpa had taken so long with the Pokedex, he'd practically given up on it. He took the phone hastily.
"Hey Gramps!" he greeted.
"Blue!" said Professor Oak. "Blue come to my lab immediately! It's ready!"
"Alright!" Blue exclaimed, and he rushed back down the stairs.
"Bye Daisy!" He called over his shoulder, heading out the door. "I'm heading to Grandpa's lab!"
He rushed into the streets of Pallet Town. The sun shone brightly, and people were out enjoying the weather. His grandpa had started work on a very important project, and had promised Blue that if he helped him with his project, he would give Blue his very own Pokemon!
Blue dashed down the cobblestone road that led to his grandpa's lab and spotted a young man with brown hair and a red ball cap. Red. He thought.
Red was Blue's neighbor, and the two of them had dreamed of becoming pokemon trainers ever since they were very young.
Of course his grandpa would ask Red to help. He did always seemed to favor Red more than Blue.
"Hey there Red!" said Blue. "Wait a second, let me guess. Did Gramps call you too?"
"I heard it's done!" Red exclaimed.
"Sorry…but I'm gonna go in first!" Blue laughed, and he zoomed toward the entrance of the lab.
"Wait!" Red called after him. "I won't let you!"
Blue could here Red running after him, and he ran faster. Red could be irritating sometimes. The two raced into the lab, pushing each other and arguing.
"Get off me, would ya?" Blue growled.
"You're the one who pushed me!" Red snapped back.
Professor Oak's voice pulled the two away from their bickering.
"What's all the ruckus about?" He inquired, smiling.
"Gramps!" Blue exclaimed.
"Professor!" Red piped in.
The two raced up to the old man, who presented Red with a Pokedex. He handed Blue one too as he began to explain its purpose: recording data on Pokemon!
"Red, Blue, listen: you'll each receive one Pokedex. I want you do something very important…to make a complete guide to all the Pokemon in the world! That has always been my dream." Professor Oak explained.
Blue frowned. He hoped this meant they'd be getting a Pokemon with that challenge. After all, his he had promised he'd give them a Pokemon! Blue knew he deserved one for helping his grandpa out like this. He glanced at Red, whose eyes were wide.
"It's been your dream?" Red inquired.
He sounded so touched. Blue folded his arms. Red could be a real kiss-up sometimes!
Professor Oak went on to explain that he was too old to travel to find and record data on Pokemon, and that he would need their help to fulfill his dream.
Easy. Blue thought. That will help me become the greatest trainer ever! I just need a Pokemon…
"Can I count on you?" Professor Oak finished.
"Yes!" Red shouted excitedly.
But Blue was worried about his grandfather's promise.
"Now Gramps," he started. "You haven't forgotten your promise, right? In exchange for helping you out with this?"
Professor Oak smiled.
"I haven't forgotten it." He said, looking happily at his grandson.
Red gasped beside Blue, and Blue couldn't help but grin. They were going to become Pokemon trainers!
Professor Oak presented the two with three options: Charmander, Squirtle, and Bulbasaur. Red selected Charmander, in honor of his name. Blue rolled his eyes. What a silly reason to choose a Pokemon. Professor Oak turned to Blue next.
"Blue, wouldn't you choose Squirtle because its color is perfect for someone with your name?" He asked.
Blue chuckled.
"I would never choose my Pokemon for such a ridiculous reason." Blue scoffed, reaching for his Pokemon of choice. "But since Red chose fire, I will choose water!"
He tossed the Pokeball up in the air and out jumped a Squirtle! His very own Squirtle! He gazed happily at his new Pokemon as Professor Oak finished explaining. He then had a geat idea!
"Hey Red, what do you say we test them out!" he suggested, but Red just looked confused. "Eh, never mind. I wouldn't want the memory of my first battle to be with just a measly beginner like you."
Red looked furious from the teasing.
"You're a beginner too, you know!" he snapped.
Blue merely smiled.
"Maybe, but my ambitions are far greater than yours." He bragged, he didn't want Red thinking that he was any better than Blue. "Now that I have this Squirtle, you'll see. I'm going to be the best Pokemon trainer in the whole world!"
Red only blinked, and Blue decided to leave. Professor Oak was always so proud of Red. With this new Pokemon, he knew he'd impress his grandpa someday.
"Well Gramps, I gotta go!" he said, racing for the door.
"Alright!" Professor Oak called after him. "It's okay to aim high, but don't forget my request."
"Leave it all to me." Blue vowed, pausing to wave goodbye. "I've got it covered!"
He followed the road out of Pallet Town, carrying his new Squirtle in his arms. First thing first: he needed to train his Squirtle. There was no way he'd be the best trainer if his Squirtle didn't grow and train. He paused to look back at his hometown. He'd make them proud…
Squirtle nudged Blue expectantly.
"Squirtle!" it gurgled.
"Alright now, Squirtle!" Blue said, setting the small blue Pokemon on the ground. "We have lots of work to do! Are you ready?"
His Squirtle looked enthusiastic and hopped up and down.
"Let's head out!" Blue exclaimed.
Their first battle went well. He had Squirtle practice on a few Pidgeys before the pair ran into a youngster on Route 2. The youngster and his Rattatta didn't stand a chance with Squirtle's water gun! Blue figured he should probably start working on his Pokedex, but Squirtle was becoming so strong. What would he need a weak Caterpie or Rattatta for?
They started through Veridian Forest. The sunlight that filtered through the dense trees made a dappled pattern on the grass, and a light breeze ruffled Blue's hair. Squirtle waddled next to him, happily poking at the grass and rocks.
"Hey!" a voice came from behind him. "You're a trainer, right?"
Blue turned to see a kid in a floppy sun hat, white t-shirt and shorts with a bug-catching net.
"You're correct, kid!" he chuckled.
"Wanna battle?" the kid asked, the brim of his hat flopping over his face.
"You bet!" Blue piped up, and then nodded to his Squirtle. "But I'm warning you! My Squirtle's pretty tough!"
The boy whipped out a Pokeball.
"Go Butterfree!" he yelled.
"You're up, Squirtle!" Blue commanded.
His Squirtle leaped into action with a loud cry.
"Squirtle! Bubble!" Blue directed.
Squirtle obeyed, hitting the Butterfree with a stream of bubbles. It then avoided a tackle from the Butterfree, and Blue called for it to use withdraw as the Butterfree attempted to use quick attack. Squirtle poked its head out of its shell, curious.
"Butterfree use sleep powder!" the bug catcher cried.
"Squirtle watch out!" Blue yelped.
But it was too late! A sparkling powder fell from Butterfrees wings and all over Squirtle, who yawned an fell asleep.
"Quick attack!" The bug catcher demanded.
The Butterfree zoomed into Squirtle, knocking it into the air.
"Squirtle!" Blue cried, stepping forward to catch the small Pokemon.
It flew through the air, landing roughly into Blue's chest. He gasped and fell as its dense body knocked the wind out of him, scrambling to grab hold of its slippery shell before it hit the ground. He lay there a moment, holding Squirtle as he caught his breath.
"Tough, huh?" The bug catcher teased.
"We were just going easy on you." Blue grumbled as he fumbled for his wallet.
The bug catcher would want some prize money, no doubt. He handed some money to the boy, who laughed.
"Better luck next time." The bug catcher taunted as he took his money.
Blue trudged through the woods, carrying the weak and tired Squirtle in his arms. The sun was beginning to set now, and he was growing tired. He needed to get Squirtle to a Pokemon center! As he trudged through the woods, he noticed the lights of a city not far in front of him. That must be Pewter City!
He broke into a run, and reached Pewter City in no time at all. As he waited for the nurse to return his Squirtle, he thought hard about the battle with the bug catcher. The Butterfree had certainly overpowered his Squirtle. He needed his Squirtle to be stronger in case he ran into the bug catcher again, but he was beginning to think that it would be good to expand his team. If he caught a Pidgey, he might have an easier time if he ran into the bug catcher again.
"Blue?" he heard the voice of the nurse and rose to his feet.
"How's Squirtle?" he inquired.
The woman handed him Squirtle's Pokeball.
"It's doing just fine!" she said with a smile.
"Perfect!" he exclaimed.
Blue stayed the night in Pewter City. He was exhausted! As he lay in bed he reflected on what Professor Oak had said earlier that day… "It's okay to aim high, but don't forget my request."
He rolled over. His grandpa really wanted to see that Pokedex completed, and Blue really wanted to become a Pokemon master. Did the two go hand in hand? He closed his eyes. He'd start on the Pokedex tomorrow.
When he awoke, he and Squirtle went back to Viridian Forest and caught a Pidgey. With two different types, Blue was sure he'd be able to build a stronger team. He caught a small Caterpie and a Rattatta just for good measure. 4 entries in his Pokedex. Blue wondered if Red was able to catch as many as he had.
Blue trained with Pidgey and Squirtle until the sun was high, and after lunch he started to search to see if he could find the boy again. He'd show him!
"You again?" the bug catcher stammered when he finally found the boy trying to catch a Metapod in a tree. "I thought I beat you last time!"
"I'd like a rematch!" Blue stated. "I think my Pokemon are ready!"
The bug catcher groaned.
"Fine." He grumbled. "Go Butterfree!"
"Go Pidgey!" Blue yelled.
The battle went on for a bit, but Pidgey was ultimately victorious.
"Wow!" the bug catcher commented. "Have you thought about challenging Brock, the gym leader of Pewter City?"
"Brock?" Blue repeated.
"Yeah!" said the bug catcher. "You're pretty strong, and if that Squirtle's stronger than it was yesterday you might be able to beat his rock-type Pokemon!"
"I'll give it a try," Blue responded. "Thanks, kid!"
He walked back to Pewter City and stood in front of the gym, clutching Squirtle's Pokeball in his hand.
"Well." He muttered to himself. "Here goes nothing!"
He opened the door, and stepped into the gym…