PKMN Trainer Taylor's Adventure!

Chapter 1

Authors notes:

Just want to outline, even though using Generation II and IV's Gold and Silver games as a basis, I plan on taking some liberities of my own in terms of creative license.

The obvious being the changing of the games Rocket plot-line, down to slight roster changes in Gym Leaders/Elite Four members, Pokemon appearances and all that jazz.

Anyway! Please enjoy, and leave reviews for suggestions, criticisms and recommendations.

A tiny electronic beeping noise raddles around inside my head. My eyes stir as the world around me begins to shift back into my consciousness. The blurry image emitting the noise starts to take a coherent shape, my Hoothoot alarm clock, coo'ing and chiming.

"Oh!" I cry, my eyes snapping open.

I rip back my bed sheets, leaping to my feet and head over to my window. Drawing the curtains the sunshine pours into my room. On this particular day, the sun seemed a little sunnier. Today is the day I start my Pokemon Journey.

"Taylor?" a woman's voice calls me from outside the room, "Are you up?"

I spin around and start shoving things into my red backpack, "Yes Mum," I shout back, "Be down in a minute,"

I'd been so excited the night before I hadn't bothered to pack for my journey. Instead I watched old tapes of League exhibition and Championship matches, studying other trainers battling methods and trying to determine which Pokemon I would try to capture.

I fling my packed bag over to the bedroom door and start to get dressed.

"Okay, so what I put on now will pretty much be what I wear for long time," I grimace.

Frantically looking around, I decide on my favourite pair of blue jeans, a plain white t-shirt and black jacket. With a smile to myself in the mirror, I brush a hand through my messy brown hair, reach for my backpack and head downstairs.

"I'm so proud of you!" my mother beams, tears swelling in her eyes

I roll my eyes and sigh, "Mum you're being too dramatic, I haven't even stepped out of the door yet,"

The tears swell up even more, "I know, but you remind me so much of you're father,"

I guess she's right in that regard. My Dad's a Pokemon trainer as well, and a pretty good one based on the stories both he and my Mum used to tell me. He'd been around for most of my childhood, though, in recent years he's been at home on and off. I guess travelling to different regions and training.

"I'll call you on my pokegear every week and let you know how I'm going okay?" I say, placing my hands on her shoulders

That seemed to settle her down a little since he regained some composure, "Okay," she nods, "I love you,"

She tosses her arms around me and pulls me in. I embrace her back, "I love you too Mum,"

Setting off down the road, the sun shines brightly down on me.

"A little warm," I think to myself taking off my jacket and putting in my backpack.

As I turn a corner Professor Elm's lab comes clean into sight. Of course a large three-story building with all sorts of radio emitting equipment sticking out of the roof would be hard to miss.

"There it is!" I cry and begin to run towards the building.

The inside of the lab is much like a hotel lobby, like the ones you would find in Johto's capital, Goldenrod City. Pristine white marble floors, complimented with support pillars that look the same. Large windows are everywhere, making everything look new and shiny.

In awe of my surroundings, I hardly notice a man wearing a lab coat and tan pants approach me, "Hi, you must be Taylor?" the man asks, "Here to pick you're starter?"

I turn around to see him smiling at me, "Uh, yeah… sorry I'm a little late,"

"That's okay, Professor Elm is just with another trainer at the moment, but he shouldn't be too long,"

"Actually I'm ready for Taylor now," another voice says, coming from behind the lab assistant.

I look past him to see a slim man wearing a lab coat and small round glasses walking up the corridor. Walking beside him is a boy roughly the same age as me.

"Ah Professor Elm, finished already?"

"Yes, Allan knew which one he wanted straight away," Elm stated as he turns to Allan, "I hope you treat you're new Pokemon with love and care, and I wish you the best of luck,"

"Thanks Professor," the boy says and faces me, "Choosing you're starter huh?"

I nod, "Yeah, I'm pretty excited!"

Professor Elm then chimes in, "You know, it may even be a good idea for the two of you to become rivals,"

"Is that some sort of enemy?" I ask a bit lost.

Allan sighs, "A rival is someone you try to constantly be better than,"

"That's right, like an ongoing competition against the two of you," Professor Elm states.

"I guess I'll register you in my pokegear then," Allan sighs, offering his pokegear to me.

I pull out mine and exchange his with mine. Once I've input my number, we switch back.

"Well, I'll keep in touch with you," I say, placing it back into my pocket.

Allan turns to Professor Elm and thanks him again and heads towards the exit.

Professor Elm smiles, "Well, let's not keep you waiting any longer," and motions me down the hallway.

Professor Elm leds me down a long hallway until we finally arrived at the end, the opening to a very large, very bright room. At first I mistook the brightness for artificial light, though eventually my eyes fell on the floor to ceiling windows covering the back wall.

"Just over here," Professor Elm motioned.

He goes and stands beside a trolley, atop of it was a red cushion with three intentions in it. Resting inside each are three pokeballs.

"As you start you're Pokemon journey, it's my responsibility to bestow you you're starter Pokemon," Elm says with a wide smile, "Now will you choose Chikorita the grass Pokemon?"

Professor Elm reaches for the closest pokeball to the left and tosses it into the air. The pokeball bursts open as light floods out. The light quickly takes the shape of a Chikorita.

It twitches its leaf and sniffs the air.

"Or perhaps you'll choose, Cyndaquil, the fire Pokemon," Elm continues, picking up the next pokeball and tossing it into the air.

A Cyndaquil pops out, and with a little cry flares the flame on it's back.

"And finally, the water Pokemon, Totodile," Elm says, tossing the last pokeball.

With a cheeky laugh and a dance, Totodile emerges from the pokeball in a brilliant flash.

"Which one will you choose Taylor?" Elm asks.

I look at each Pokemon, who look back at me. Each one had their own inherit strength, weakness and advantages. Though I knew too well already which one I was going to pick, the Pokemon I had been itching to get a hold of.

"I choose Cyndaquil!" I proclaim, pointing at the fire Pokemon.

It lets out another cry and flames shoot from its back. The other two look at it, almost disappointingly.

"I'm sorry guys, if I could I would choose you all!"

Professor Elm smiles, "I'll be having more trainers coming soon," he extends his hands, holding a red and black object, "This is you're pokedex. It will automatically provide you data on any Pokemon you'll encounter on you're journey. Simply point it in the Pokemon's direction and it will download all the available data,"

I take the pokedex and study it in my hand as Professor Elm recalls Chikorita and Totodile into their pokeballs. I flip open the pokedex to reveal two screens and point it at Cyndaquil. It hums softly before bringing up a picture of Cyndaquil on the top screen, while displaying a mix of graphs and attack lists on the bottom. The pokedex suddenly begins to emit an electronic voice,

"Cyndaquil, the fire mouse Pokemon. It usually stays hunched over. If angered or surprised, it shoots flames out of its back,"

"The pokedex will also read out some information about any given Pokemon as well," Elm explains.

I push it closed and shove it in my back pocket, "Thanks so much Professor,"

"Before I forget, here are five pokeballs, so you can start catching straight away," Elm continues, handing me five tiny pokeballs, "And finally here is Cyndaquil's pokeball,"

I take the pokeball off Professor Elm and point it at Cyndaquil, "Return!"

A red light emits from the ball and shoots straight at Cyndaquil. Enveloped by the light, it draws the Pokemon back into its ball.

"Well that's everything you'll need to begin you're journey," Elm says with a smile, "I trust you'll be heading towards Violet City to challenge the first gym?"

I take a moment to gather my thoughts. I hadn't really considered jumping straight into challenging gym leaders, but Professor Elm said it in a way that got me excited.

"I guess that's a good idea Professor," I proclaim.

As I step back out into the mid morning sun, I firmly clutch my new Cyndaquil's pokeball.

"I wonder what Pokemon I'll catch first" I loudly wonder to myself.

"You're not going to catch anything by just standing there," a voice booms.

I look around, my cheeks glowing red, to find the source of the voice. My eyes finally stop on the familar figure of the blonde haired boy from inside Elm's lab lending on a tree.

"Allan?" I ask, "What are you still doing here?"

"I figured I'd wait for you to choose you're starter," he stated walking closer towards me, "Thought we could have a Pokemon battle,"

I clutched the pokeball in my hand, "A battle?"

"Yeah," Allan reaffirms, "Unless you're scared to battle me?"

"Of course not! Let's do this," I cry out, tossing out my pokeball, "Go Cyndaquil!"

The pokeball flies through the air and bounces onto the ground. It flings open and in a burst of white light Cyndaquil appears.

"Cydna-cynda!" it beams proudly, the fire on it's back blazing.

I look at the fire mouse Pokemon, obviously ready for battle. Despite the pokedex claiming Cyndaquil's were timid by nature, my one seemed rash. I smiled.

"This is going to be too easy," Allan proclaims, tossing his own pokeball, "Totodile!"

The water Pokemon lands with a thud on the ground and sneers at Cyndaquil.

"Let's get started!" I shout pointing at Allan.

Taylor has received his first Pokemon, Cyndaquil. Now he's about to battle his new rival! Will Taylor be able to manage a win against Allan and Totodile?