Pokemon and Swing: An Odyssey

by TheAutumSage

In 1920s era Unova a budding chef leaves home and plans to circle the region looking for the perfect place to set up his restaurant, Along the way he meets a unique dame that dresses similar to a Gothitelle. Crime Syndicates practically run the region with the corrupt government in the palm of their hands. That doesn't stop our boy from living his dream, no, he wants to be better

1. The Prologue (actually the prologue)

Chapter 1: Prologue

Narrator: The morning sun shines brightly over Anville Town the year is August 21st 1911 in Unova so much has been changing in the last 50 years and it's far from over trains and railroads begin popping up everywhere at the command of head conductor brothers Ringo and Clement. The center trade hub of Unova, Castelia City, has shown major industrial advancement over the years and is now a bustling megalopolis, a melting pot of different cultures and people surely to enrich the lives of anyone passing through. Luxurious automobiles make their way onto the scene as only the wealthy can afford them creating the ultimate status symbol of modern world. War with rivaling regions have come to an end and Unova is easing its way into an era of peace and prosperity oh joyous days! But that matters not to the mind of 11 year old Arphelius Felton, Pokemon chef in training, all that matters to him is the sweet smelling aroma of pancakes his mother makes and the succulent siren call of sausages frying on a pan evident of his dashing father rouses him from his slumber the sound of soft saxophone music fills his youthful ears as he gives a mighty stretch and yawn signaling the start of another glorious day.

Although he may not know it young Arphelius grows weary of the everyday peace and quiet stagnant nature of his life as he gazes at himself in the mirror in it he sees a spark in his eye, the inner flame of his heart yearns for the dangers of adventure, the rush of battle, the lion's roar brewing inside of him slamming at the cage to be set free! Oh! He wishes for a journey, and not just any cut and dry vacation he wishes for an odyssey, a thrilling adventure calling forth all of his knowledge and forcing him to think bigger, think grander, dare I say it? Think outside of the box? In his own weary reflection he unknowingly sees all of his potential our young hero takes another mighty stretch as he splashes water over his face dousing out the flame of adventure, but fret not the flame is a tricky mistress it is ever growing and calling in the deepest part of his mind, a whisper, yet it beckons so sweetly so tenderly that he has no choice but to follow all of it could he his! But alas breakfast is ready.