Me: Welcome to a new story, by me, no you do not deserve to know my name. I'm quite random you could say but the guys are here with me, say hi :)

Summer: He-He-Hello...

Amber: Hi... Why are we even doing this?

Leon: Hello there good people. Amber please show some respect for them.

Jet: Hi. I'm an oshawott... Err... I can cook?

Amber: Fuck me... Jet your useless at anything social, ain't ya.

Jet: Sure am!

Leon: Everyone has there flaws, so don't let it worry you Jet.

Me: Maybe we should begin, Summer disclaimer please.

Summer: *Wimpers*

Leon: Let me handle it my lady, Ehem... Ratmaster does not own pokemon. May we start?

Me: Sure, lets go!

Chapter 1 - Jet

(Jets POV)

"Ugh..." I moan as light shines through my window into my recovering eyes.

"Just what i want to wake up to in the fucking morning..." I told no one in particular.

Well in all regards you may want to know about me. My name is Jet and I am a simple Oshawott. Well mostly simple with one off point I really don't want to talk about at this current moment. I am an 18 year old male... Yes its that simple.

I live in a 2 room treehouse on my own. The place was made for me by my dad, a very powerful samurott and respected fighter of the village. His name is blade, and he made it for me so I could move out when I came of age, in our village its 16. And now we have come to this...

I have a social problem... A BAD social problem. I'm a little shy so talking to strangers is a little unearving and that is what sets it off, I start by fidgiting constantly, stuttering and worst of all, blurting out random sentences (Some of which have been very offensive.) This gave me a fairly bad reputation for being rude, but I do have one freind, Amber.

I looked around my room trying to get my bearings. My bedroom was fairly simple, 1 straight wall with a door and a picture of my family on it, and 1 curved wall (Its a treehouse, what did you expect? Squares?) with a simple round window on it. My bedroom consists of a single wooden bed with straw bedding, a red blanket and a white cushion. I also have a coat rack next to my door... no coats though (We're Pokemon, we rarely wear clothes often, if ever.) but it has got a red and gold pair of headphones on. These headphones are very special and took 3 years allowence to buy, they allow me to listen to any songs from the net at anytime as long as I have a connection.

"Well... I might as well get the fuck up" I said still slightly pissed off. I get onto my feet and walk towards the door. I grab my headphones and put on one of my favorite songs, Canon Rock by Funtwo, before opening the door and heading into my living room.

AN: If you wish to know what these songs are, google them, I really cannot be bothered explaining them.

My living room is very simple. With the exception of being much larger then my bedroom it's still pretty bare. There is a wooden couch in front of the TV, a wooden desk with a PC and lamp, a chest filled with personal belongings next to the TV and a door to enter the house. (Obviously, i'm no Ghost Type.) There is also a small fire pit in the center of the room to keep me warm during the winter. The kitchen area was a small counter, a fridge/freezer, an oven and a wooden table with some wooden chairs.

"Time to eat" I announce to myself as I open the fridge to the sight of a big fish. I remove the fish and put it on the counter, I also get a lemon, some lettuce and some salt and pepper. (Insert random cooking montage here) Time passes and the fish is cooked, and boy does it smell good... I guess I forgot to mention that i'm a good... No great cook just like my mum, Serena, who like my father is a Samurott.

"Ahh... Just like what mum used to make, this is gonna be good" I say with glee.

I start eating like a starving Snorlax. (Had a run in with one once, not a plesent story) I was soon finished and I noticed my water buckets were empty. (Its fucking stupid ain't it. Electricity yet no plumbing... wow.)

"Well... I better fill the buckets up, river ain't far" I say... to myself... I'm beginning to think i'm going insane.

I pick up the two buckets and leave the house. Once outside I take in the beautiful scenery. I live on the outskirts of Ieshu Village in a massive forrest with breath taking scenery, and my house is pretty much 12 feet away from the river. I fill both buckets up and start heading back home

*sigh* "3... 2... 1..." I count.

"Well, well, well. Who do we have here?" Says a feminine voice.

"Ugh... Ginger do you ever give up?"

"What could you be talking about? We're just passing through, aren't we James"

"Ugh... Yeah, what she said" Says James.

Maybe I mention, Ginger and James are bullies, well sorta, they are kinda pathetic, Ginger isn't very strong and James has the brain power of a rock. Ginger is a Purrloin and James is a Sneasel.

"Yea whatever, what do you want anyway?"

"Oh nothing... Except some money!" Ginger shouts.

"Oh fuck off"

"You fuck off" Replies James.

"This is my home you retarded twat!"

"No you!" He shouted back.

All was silence for 5 seconds before I broke out into laughter.

"Is that... The best... You got... HAHAHAHA!"

"Thats it! I'm going to fucking murder you!" A red faced James yells.

"Enough!" Shouted Ginger, clearly pissed. "You know you can't beat the two of us"

I Smirk "You do know Amber is standing behind you right?" James looked confused and Ginger looked terrified as the slowly turned around to see a clearly pissed off Charmander.

"You have 3 seconds." Amber said with malice in her voice. They used quick attack and ran as fast as possible. Amber is known as the strongest among all the kids.

"Fuck me, they never learn" Amber said, still very angry. "Now then, can I come in?"

"Sure" I respond smiling.

Me: Well I hope this was a good start, the first 4 chapters will be character introductions so you get to know who is who. :)

Amber: And mine is next! Fuck yeah!

Leon: Please calm down Amber. Ratmaster I'm sure you did fine considering its your first story.

Me: Thanks Leon.

Jet: What if its crashes and burns?

Me: Ugh... Nice going Jet... Way to boost my confidence...

Summer: Don't wo-worry... It wi-will be fi-fine... I ho-ho-hope

Me: Thanks summer. Anyway, Rate and Review. I really wanna know what you guys think, any constructive criticism is welcome and useful.