Gonna go ahead with the Summary then jump right into it. Tryin' to break away from saying something at the start of EVERY chapter.
Zenith begins his pokemon journey three years late, with permission from the professor and his mother. Join him as he meets his first pokemon, faces the evil Team Gorgon, and travels to become the world's strongest Pokemon Master. Rivals abound to test his strength and his convictions as a pokemon trainer. Rated M for Vore, Lemons, Language (on the part of Team Gorgon), and violence against children. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon nor do I condone underage sex. This is a fanfiction of the Pokemon show and games, so if any of you trolls or flamers out there don't like it, don't bloody read it, ok? Going on the assumption that since Pokemon Trainers can leave home as early as 10, the pokemon world runs in such a different way than ours that 10 is the age of consent. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Journey Begins.
Zenith woke up early the morning of his thirteenth birthday, tapping the off button on his Mudkip alarm as he stood up and pulled on a t-shirt and jeans. The t-shirt was mildly abnormal in its design, one sleeve long the other non-existent. The jeans were normal with poké-ball designs on the pockets and a hoop for tools like a hammer or pick axe should he need one. Tugging on his boots, he laced them up, wrapping the excess lace around his the top of his boot before tying it. The shirt was designed as it was for a reason, specifically for the gift his father had left for him before he passed away. A gauntlet that covered his entire right arm, a leather strip connecting the forearm to the upper arm. In the center of his forearm, imbedded in the gauntlet, was a Keystone.
"Zenith? Professor Lila is here. Come on down and we'll get you on your way." His mom shouted up the stairs. He smiled as he grabbed his gloves and pulled them on before heading out the door and down the stairs. Just as his mom said, Professor Lila was sitting in the living room with a suitcase. He guessed that in the suitcase were the three poké-balls holding his starter Pokémon. If he wasn't mistaken, in that suitcase would also be his first five poké-balls and a poké-dex and poké-nav.
"Hello Zenith, good to see you again. I'm sure you remember me, but let's do introductions anyway. I am Professor Lila, though most people call me the Poké-Prof. Here in the Partas region, I'm the leading authority on all things Pokémon. I suppose you're ready to start your journey now?" Professor Lila said as Zenith moved to the couch and sat down. A nod from him had her smiling as she slid the suitcase across the table to him. Turning it around, he popped it open and, just as he'd expected, inside were his poké-dex, poké-nav, and eight poké-balls. Three of them had Pokémon in them, ready for him to start his journey.
"Inside those three central poké-balls are three Pokémon, a fire type, a water type, and a grass type. Rattlare, Spraygull and Catrass to be exact. It's up to you to choose which one you want. As well as your starter Pokémon, you will find five empty poké-balls, a poké-dex, and a poké-nav. The five empty poké-balls are yours to use to capture and train more Pokémon and fill out your party of six. There are special circumstances that allow a trainer to have more than six Pokémon, as the pet tag attached to your poké-nav will allow."
He nodded as he clipped on the poké-nav to his belt and looked at the three poké-balls. Each one had a symbol on it, each one marking it as the Pokémon with the specific type in it. "I think I know who I'll chose. I've been thinking about it for a while and I think my choice is a good one. Powerful in its own right, my partner is going to be the fire type." Professor Lila nodded and gestured for him to take the ball. Reaching out, Zenith picked up the pokéball and looked at the fire symbol on it.
"Rattlare is a good choice for beginning trainers. She'll work well with your style too. The pokéballs in the case are yours as well. Use them to increase the size of your team and, if you're feeling up to it, take the League Challenge." The professor said and Zenith looked at her, a smirk on his face. "Oh, and before I forget, here. She can't use it yet, but here's her Mega-Stone. Believe me when I say this Zenith, Rattlare's evolutions only get stronger as you do. I hope you're ready, because…"
"Hold on Lila, there's something on the news." Zenith's mom said, turning the volume on the TV up high enough to be heard.
"…by the group calling themselves the New World. Team Gorgon's leaders had this to say. 'We will have what we want, and we will use what we want to take over the world and start anew from the ashes.' Not much is known of the ruthless actions of Team Gorgon, but several young trainers have already been on the receiving end of attacks by the members of this group of, at best, evangelists. More on this story tomorrow." The news anchor said and Zenith stared at the TV, his eyes never leaving the face of Team Gorgon's leader and her associates. The name given was probably false, but she called herself Medusa.
"Scary stuff. Maybe… maybe you shouldn't start journeying yet Zenith. I don't want you getting hurt. That woman… she doesn't look right…" His mom said and he shook his head.
"I put this off for three years mom. I can't wait any longer. Besides, I've got Rattlare now. I'll be alright." He said and hugged her tight. "I love you mom."
"I love you too my baby. Be safe. You'll come home often, won't you?" She asked and he nodded, picking up his backpack and putting the miniaturized pokéballs in a pocket specifically designed for them.
"Remember Zenith, train your partner and she'll become just as powerful as your convictions." Professor Lila said before he nodded again and walked out of the house, letting his Rattlare out of her pokéball. She seemed to stretch before slithering up around his leg and wrapping around his arm.
"Rattlare, Rat." She said and he smiled.
"That's right, I'm your new partner. Let's get started on this journey, shall we?" He asked before turning to head down the path. Stopping when he saw some strangers looming around his friend's back yard, he tilted his head a little and headed in that direction. They seemed to be fiddling with a device with knobs and buttons all over it. "Hey! What're you doing over there!?" He shouted and the one holding the device jumped, fumbled with the thing in his hands, and dropped it, sending up a cloud of bluish pink smoke. Running over to try and stop them, Zenith sucked in a breath of the stuff and started coughing.
His coughing didn't stop as he watched them run away into the forest, the smoke seeming to sear his lungs as he dropped to his knees, his Rattlare dropping to the ground next to him and looking up at him with concern. "Damn… stopped already…" He grimaced as he collapsed.
Twelve minutes later, Zenith woke up with a slight pressure on his chest. Looking up, he nearly jumped out of his skin to see one of the rarest Pokémon of the region sitting on his chest. Small and pink, she was staring down at him with a curious look on her face. Chittering in a sort of giggly way, she leaned down and bopped him on the nose with her finger. Rattlare was staring at him still in concern, either unaware of the creature sitting on his chest or un-bothered by it. Looking around, Zenith realized he was still behind his friend's home but the smoke was gone. "Did they… make you? Are you that smoke?" He asked and the Pokémon shook her head and lifted off his head and curled into an unmistakable pose. He'd seen it millions of times in school. She was one of the most powerful Pokémon of his region. The Legendary Pokémon of Wisdom, Athenat.
Shaking his head, he sat up and looked up at her, his eyes clearing as he realized she wasn't really pink. He was sure it had been the smoke messing with his eyes, but as he looked at her, he realized she was mostly emerald green wearing what looked like armor made of gold, with orange, yellow and royal blue highlights in places that made it look fancy. Athenat was known to wander the region, watching over the other eleven Legendary Pokémon of the Partas region. Her wisdom was said to be unmatched but looking at her now, he saw something that looked to be nothing more than a child.
"Why did you help me?" He asked and she shrugged and flittered around him on wings that he could barely see. Pulling out his Pokédex, he flipped it open to check her stats if possible. When the dex pulled up a picture of her, he was shocked to see she was a Fairy/Steel type. Other than her typing, the dex didn't seem to know anything about her. Chittering like a giggle again, Athenat flew close to him and tapped him on the forehead, letting off a flash of light and shocking him enough that he fell over and landed on his butt.
When his eyes cleared he saw her floating in the air clutching her belly and heard laughter. Looking around, expecting to see his friend peeking around the corner of her house, he realized he was alone with just Athenat and Rattlare. Looking towards the Legendary slowly, he realized the laughter, very human laughter, was coming from her. "Are you laughing at me?" He asked and she flipped over and looked at him.
"Of course I am Silly One." She said and he blinked, doing a double take. She'd just spoken, human language, fluently.
"I can understand you? Like… like you can talk in my language." He stared at her in disbelief, unable to grasp what was happening to him.
"Well of course. I just gave you Understanding. You should be able to understand what any Pokémon says now." She said and he blinked again then turned to Rattlare.
"Say something."
"Like what?" His partner said and he shook his head sharply.
"Wow… this is… I don't know. Hey, do you…" He started to ask Athenat if she knew who the people who'd caused the smoke to appear were. Turning to where she'd been, he didn't see her anywhere. She hadn't flown up and she hadn't gone into the forest. Looking around at the ground, he couldn't see a spot where she might had used Dig to get away. "Darn, gone… I wanted to ask if she knew who those guys were." He said and Rattlare slithered back up his leg and wrapped around his arm again.
"Shouldn't be too hard to find out. I mean, we're trainer and partner now, right? Unstoppable team." She said and he nodded and smiled.
"Zenith!" He hear from behind him and turned around to see his friend and his mom, as well as Professor Lila and Officer Jenny running up to him. Perched on his friends shoulder, trying its best to keep its spot, was her partner Pokémon, one she'd gotten when she was ten and held onto until he was ready for his journey. Her Spraygull looked slightly irritated, but seemed to care about his partner. Behind Professor Lila, however, was another rare Pokémon. One of the most powerful Pokémon of the region, Dragomag was considered a pseudo-legendary by many trainers. A Psychic/Dragon type, Dragomag was on par in power with the Legendary Mewtwo of the Kanto and Johto regions.
"What happened? We saw you running towards a couple members of Team Gorgon when you suddenly collapsed in that cloud of smoke. We've been trying to get to you for about ten minutes now." Haley said and her Spraygull snorted and looked off to the side.
"I'm the one that hurt my beak trying to get in…" he said and Zenith looked at him.
"I thank you for putting yourself in a situation to get hurt Spraygull, and I'm sorry about your beak." Spraygull and Dragomag's heads snapped to him at nearly the same instant that Professor Lila's did.
"How did you know Spraygull hurt his beak trying to get to you?" The professor asked and Zenith looked at her.
"He said so. I can understand Pokémon now. Like they're speaking our language." He said and Lila looked at the Dragomag. The dragon nodded and Lila looked at him again, then moved closer and shifted some his hair out of the way, letting out a gasp when she saw what she was looking for.
"He's been marked by Athenat, the Being of Wisdom. She doesn't mark just anyone Zenith. She must feel you have a destiny that could affect the entire Pokémon world." The professor said, looking directly into his eyes. Haley and his mother had been quiet since he'd revealed he could speak to Pokémon and Officer Jenny had been on her walkie the entire time.
"Strange… but, what did Spraygull mean about trying to get in?" He asked and Dragomag looked at the little bird.
"There was a sort of force field around you we could not crack. Even Dragon Tail did nothing to it." The dragon said and Zenith nodded. "I assume Athenat placed a bubble around the two of you so she would not be seen by those she did not deem worthy."
"That makes sense." Lila said and Zenith looked at her. "I can understand Dragomag because we share a psychic link. Any other Pokémon, he has to translate for me." He nodded and looked around.
"So… what's next?" He asked and his mom walked over and hugged him, Haley following her over and standing nearby.
"Next we take you to the Pokémon Center to get you checked out. We saw you collapse from the porch but I guess that's when Athenat showed up and put up her bubble." His mom said and he nodded and let her and Haley lead him to the Pokémon Center.
Almost an hour later, separated from Rattlare and other Pokémon so his partner could get checked out and in case whatever Team Gorgon had done could affect other Pokémon, Zenith was sitting on a table in the Pokémon Center, pulling his shirt back on. "Give it to me straight doc, am I gonna lose a limb?" He asked and Nurse Joy laughed at his humor.
"No, of course not. I am concerned with the damage to your lungs, however. Whatever that smoke you inhaled was did irreparable damage to your lungs. Even Gardevoir's Heal Pulse couldn't help you. I'm afraid you may never be able to exert yourself again. Not without a special mask to help your breathing." She said and he sighed. "Not to worry, we have a prototype mask here for just such a thing. Supposed to work more on humanoid Pokémon like Gardevoir, it should fit you. With some minor adjustments at least." She said and he nodded then looked at her.
"Can I see Rattlare? Is she ok?" He asked and Nurse Joy smiled as Gardevoir wheeled in a small cart, Rattlare sitting curled in the middle of it.
"Right as rain boss. Oh, bad analogy. Um…" He chuckled and scooped up his partner, petting the scales on her head and amazed that the fire coming out of her didn't burn him.
"How much for the mask?" He asked as Nurse Joy worked on the paper work to give him the mask.
"Oh, no charge. It's only a prototype. If it doesn't work for you, we'll figure something out." She said as she passed it to him. "The paperwork is all just a formality. Cataloging why we're one mask short. I figure emergency situation that results in testing of the prototype will keep us out of trouble with PR." He chuckled as he put the mask on and strapped it on. Taking a deep breath, he discovered that the air pumping through the mask didn't burn as much as without it.
"Seems to work fine to me." He jumped a little at the sound of his voice. With the mask, it sounded more mature, slightly deeper and gruffer. The gruff-ness of his voice could be associated with the damage to his lungs more than the mask, but it still sounded cool. "Hey, I'm gonna need a nickname to go with this new Pokémon Trainer Badass-ness, aren't I?" He asked and she looked over at him, pen poised over the paper. "How about… Z. Just Z." She smiled and wrote down his new nickname on his transcript.
"Alright, you're all set. Hope to not have you on my table again, Pokémon Trainer Z."
Been a little while, but here it is. Chapter 1. Hope you guys like it. R&R and I'll get Chapter 2 up whenever I find the time to get it done.