The Adventures of FireRed (04/01/2015)

Prologue

One night, the town of Pallet was lit in a fiery splendor and engulfed in the tremor of screams and agitation. The fires gushed on top of the houses and the town's verdant grassy terrain. The town's folk brought pails of water and plead the local professor to use all the Pokémon they could to put down the fires. Within the volume of the screams, there was a house, not far from the main streets, were a small family of 3 were helpless trying to put the fire out. While all the resources were used in the main areas of the town, their house was falling apart and an innocent cry called out his mom to come and help him. The 4 year old was stuck in his room watching in terror how his mom pushed away the logs of fire on the second floor hallway to his room. The mother bleeding from her forehead and burnt skin on her lower left leg, slowly walked to reach her beloved child. She embraces him with utmost care. A deep voice echoed from the first floor and pleaded them to get out. The voice echoed more closely to the embraced, and soon grabbed the mother and caressed his son. He told her that she loves her and his child. Then out of sheer sadness, he pushed his wife and child out of the window. Both fell into the arms of a Machoke and placed down to the ground. Machoke insisted for both to take cover and head to the refuge where all the women and children are. Reluctant, she screamed for her husband to jump down, but in just a second, she saw a burning log fall into his head. The mother screamed and cried. However, another Machoke abducted her to the shelter. As the mother pleaded to stay and find her husband, the small boy saw in terror the window where they were pushed out. He saw a strange figure that waved and had a sinister smile with glowing red eyes which emulated the fires surrounding him. Its shaded figure resembles as of a man, with what seems like wings and a few talons. The little boy startled, couldn't help but to gaze at it. The strange figure was pointing at him and slowly faded away as it became one with the fire. The boy will never forget that figure as it also appeared in his dreams calling his name and to fall into the depths of darkness where it dwelled. Years Later…..

Chapter 1: Destiny Calls: The Boy Who Hates Pokémon

Years Later… Professor Elm and Professor Oak were getting ready to meet a new Professor who is coming from a faraway region. They all wanted to contribute to a brand new project which entails the study of the mysterious concept of Mega Evolution. Clack! The window was shattered and a huge rock rolled in the lab's ground. '

With a quick sigh, Elm enraged came running outside and yelled, "REEEEEEDDDDDDDDD".

From behind the tree, a angered small figured came and sticked his tongue out at him. Elm yelled, "That's 4 more months working for me."

The small boy refuted with "I don't care! You're wasting your life on STUPID Pokémon".

Then he ran toward the small hill where a small little hut was located. After exchanging words with Red, Elm went inside his lab and apologized to Oak. However, he understood that the small boy's anger was of his past traumas. In agreement, they both were angry at the fact that the little boy changed to a bitter and delinquent child. Nonetheless, the Professors will try and find a solution to this dilemma once the visitor has departed back to his research lab. Night came, and the small boy sat in his little hut and cried once again like every night remembering over a piece of cloth with patterned roses and smelling the sweet aroma of her mother's perfume. He tried gazing at the cloth, but his tears wouldn't let him. He had no one to console him at that time or any for many years. Near his pillow were 2 small golden chains. These chains were given to his mother as a love present to his father. That small token was another reminder of the small boy's father. As he lay in his bed watching through a small hole in the roof, he saw the stars and hoped to stop crying. His eyes grew tiresome. On the other hand, he fell into a deep sleep and remembered those 2 fateful nights when destiny took his 2 loved ones to another place. He remembered how his mother cried inconsolably as her husband's coffin fell into the ground, and his mother who left him in Pallet Town all by himself as she left her home one night and never returned.

*Dodrrriiiiiooooo* The sound startled the small boy and fell of his bed and went outside to throw a shoe at the Dodrio waking him up. The Pokémon laughed at him and left. Once again, he remembers he no longer lives in Pallet Town, but now lives in Newbark Town as an exiled child from Pallet for his misbehavior. In his heart he regrets being a delinquent, but had to because he blames Pokémon for causing the fires that killed his father and the Pokémon in the nearby forest that never returned her mom safely. With full of hate he must go back to work at Elm's lab to pay for destroying his lab's food supply of the Pokémon he is taking care of. Not to mention all the machinery he destroyed with water balloons. With a short smirk the little boy was plotting to make another devious act to anger Elm. Speaking of him, he was coming and ready to scold the small boy. Elm yelled at him once again to go back to work and fix all the new damages he committed. With a small grunt he followed Elm to his lab.

The small boy saw the window he broke and burst laughing. Elm scolded him again to go pick up the pieces of glass. He shrugged and left. Elm came inside the lab and saw the new Professor and Oak and greeted them. While all three professors were talking, the small boy came close to a computer and was reading the programming guide for new trainers. He started the tutorial and it started with a simple question.

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

The small boy replied, "what a stupid question."

As he kept reading the questions, he skipped most of them for the sake of time. He laughed at what seemed like a list of mediocre questions like "what time is it?"

When he came to the end, he saw what seemed like the pictures of 3 Pokémon (Chikorita, Cyndaquil, and Totodile). HE read all their facts and what they were. He felt impressed that he understood what he read and sparked an interest to learn a bit more. He read what each region used as a starter Pokémon for all beginning trainers at age 10.

He then thought to himself, "I should get my own Pokémon too since I'm old enough, but I hate them. It's their fault for killing my parents."

When he finished the sentence, tears dropped and he ran outside. The professors saw him running outside noticing his tears. Elm was about to give chase, but the new Professor who visited, tapped his shoulder and suggested to leave him be.

"Professor Sycamore, this child has done many things and must pay for the damages. Ask Professor Oak how he was in Pallet Town. He robbed, fought with all the kids around, painted homes for fun, broke windows, and..." Professor Oak wanted to add more but Sycamore felt a bit sorry for the running boy.

He then stated, "I believe this boy will have a change of heart soon. I can feel that he has something special to offer, not now, but soon." Oak and Elm felt surprised that he was being considerate. However, those words made them think for a bit. *crash* something from the desk fell. 3 Poke balls with each having a typical design of grass, water and fire started to roll from the ground to the stairs. They landed on the first floor close to the door that was opened when the small boy left in tears. In a sudden, the poke balls flashed a light and 3 Pokémon came out from them.

Each said their names to see where they were, "Bulba, Squirtle-stle, Char".

When they saw the professors coming down from the stairs, they all got scared and ran outside. Devastated, the professors went out to find them. "We must find these Pokémon. They were specially bred by Saffron City and brought for research here to study Pokémon's early stage developments and parent's contribution to their physical strengths." Sycamore agreed with Elm since his project involved attaining Kanto starters to give it to his upcoming new trainers to study the concept of Mega Evolution in Kalos.

Oak exclaimed, "We need all the help we can get to find the Pokémon. Let's ask him to help find them."

Elm was shocked but nodded his head. The small boy sat by the tree looking at his mother's flower pattern cloth and his father's golden chains. The professors saw him and asked for his assistance. He hesitated, but had to agree since he saw Elm's face turn red and Oak was with a "this is hopeless" face. The small boy noticed Sycamore confused and just sighed and said, "I hate Pokémon, but if I must do this to help you and have the day off, then ok." Elm agreed that he can have the day off once he found them. Oak mentioned what Pokémon they were and what they look like, but the small boy said, "I already know what they are. I'll find them all." He ran and went to the fields. Hours later, Sycamore found Squirtle, Oak and Elm found Bulbasaur, but there were no signs of Charmander. The small boy came and told the professors, "I can't find any of them. At least you found all of them now I can go home." Elm stated, "Go home then. We will find the last one. If you do find it, then let us know. Don't harm the Pokémon." The small boy just walked away and left him speaking by himself.

A few minutes later, the small boy opened the door to his hut and dropped down on his bed staring what he had in his hands. Once again nostalgia hit him, missing his parents. It has been 3 years since his mom left and 6 that his dad died. With tears covering his face, he fell asleep. The moon shined through the small hole on the ceiling and a gentle breeze came that cooled his burning face. In his dream, he relived the day his house burned down and from outside he saw the shaded figure once again.

It told him, "Come with me child. Join your parents with me. I am waiting for you."

Within that dream, a powerful gust of wind pushed the shaded figure down and ended the fire. A large figure with glowing icy blue eyes was emerging from the forest and howled.

The shaded figure turned its back and left smiling claiming, "I will come back for you. Just you wait. Ahhh, it seems that he is next to die."

The shadow left and the blue eyed figure said, "Come to me."

The small boy woke up scared and heard the voice again, "Come to me."

He heard the voice a few more times and grew louder in his ears, "come to me." Angered, he left his bed and went out to find the voice and hit him with the rocks he found.

Scared and angered, he chased the voice to its location, but didn't found anything. No voices were heard at all for a couple of minutes. The boy sat down and started to cry a bit more thinking that he was going crazy from that nightmare. He then sat on the still wet grass and lay down to stare at the sky.

He then spoke and said, "why me? What did I do to deserve this? I lost my father and mother. I don't have family, friends, no one to care for me. Why do I keep living if I am nothing? A worthless trash that doesn't have a future but be a waste a loser, a nothing. I hate myself. I wish I can change my futu..."

"Come to me". The small boy couldn't finish his sentenced when he came across the blue eyes in front of him. A cold wind blew through the trees and pushed the boy slightly.

"Who are you?" The figure didn't come out of the trees or into the moonlight to show its identity.

He growled a few words, "You were never alone nor will ever be alone." The child trembled in fear and for an odd reason he felt relieved by its words.

"Follow my northern winds, and you will find your brother and family."

It then dropped a small crystal like spherical pebble toward the boy. He picked it up and it faintly started to glow red.

The blue eyed beast then snorted out, "Go, he awaits you. I will see you soon."

The beast left in a blink of an eye and the winds changed direction to the north towards the swampy areas close to the fields. With what seemed like a spark in his heart, he ran quickly downhill and followed the winds where it took him. The leaves where falling from the trees toward the winds direction as if showing him a path. It seemed like hours he ran, but came close to a forbidden area in the swamp area where poisonous wild pokemon there tended to be vicious to outsiders of their territory. From far, he saw some Ariados walking slowly in their webs toward the rocky wall of the mountain. In the middle of the web, there seems to be a small spark of fire entangled in a few webs and dropping the burnt sticky web to the floor where a few puddles of swampy ooze covered the ground. He saw to the center that there it was, the missing pokemon from the lab- Charmander.

Next time on The Adventures of FireRed:

"Should I abandoned it? No, he is alone as I am and will save him"

"Arghhh, that poison sting that hit me back there. Please run away Charmander. My eyesight is getting blurry and I won't be able to get you back to the professor. Are you ok? You were hit badly and you're not running fast like before" The poor Charmander was starting to slow down and his flame was disappearing slowly by the minute.

As the boy stood up from mud, he grabbed the biggest rock he could find. "Charmander, im sorry, this is the only way to put an end to this." Then he threw the rock. *splash* It was the only way to end Charmander's misery.

(Dont miss out Chapter 2: A Fateful Encounter)