Wow this is my 4th technically 5th fanfic. And only one of them is actually complete. Well I'm glad I have plenty of free time... at least till school starts up again. Till then enjoy my newest fan fiction, and my first pokemon one. I got the basic idea off the pokemon story Rotten Luck, it's in my favorites. Satoshi is Ash's Japanese name by the way. I switched that & Hikari A.k.a. Dawn, in this story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except my OC's. The basic idea of the story was inspired by Cevaztyen & it was that he never finished his fic that made me want to start on in the first place.
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"So you see Satoshi you were thinking of Associative property, but we are talking about communicative property. It's very simple if you just-"
She was disrupted by the bell & a stampede of students heading home.
Later that day you would've seen a boy with scarlet hair, age 14, dressed in black, walking home. Behind him would be two kids named Bilal & Abdullah, 0 & 8. They're 2 years apart, but they look like twins or something. Bilal is Abdi's (Abdullah) height but he's slightly chubbier & Abdi's hair doesn't droop as much.
I am Satoshi, the scarlet boy. Now I know what you're thinking;
Wait isn't Satoshi's hair black?
Doesn't Satoshi have a Pikachu on his shoulder?
Satoshi! You mean that boy who's in about half the social studies books? The one who's traveling around the world on adventures with his pokemon & friends? The one who beat the Champion, then refused to take over!
Well no. I've only got his name, don't ask me why my mom, who by the way is the pokemon coordinator May, chose it. Ask don't ask why my dad Drew agreed. Especially don't ask why, if I'm 14, am I not on a pokemon journey.
I told my mom that I didn't want to be another trainer, there were already so many nowadays. Petalberg city had turned into one of the biggest cities & Uncle Max had a nice place in the edge of it. Uncle Max also ran the gym here. Referring to Satoshi, he's 30. My mom said she knows him but I doubt that, him being so famous. She might be one of the top coordinators, but I don't think Satoshi would have actually met one. I know he became a coordinator instead of a pokemon trainer in one of his years.
My mom's 29 by the way. Yes, I'm 14, but I'm adopted. The only real kid mom's really got, is a 4-year-old, who travels with her. She visits every summer, but usually I see her on TV.
She says she really wants to at least take me some places, being a natural explorer she probably knows more than enough about places perfect for me but I tell her I'll stay every time. I'm not sure why she lets me do what I wish could.
Uncle Max says she wants me to follow my heart.
I tell him not to get too attached to feelings like that.
He laughs & tells me to wait & see.
I tell him there's nothing to wait for.
Sometimes I wonder if he ever hears me say that.
I don't like company, but the two kids, Bilal & Abdi, were friendly. They were great to have around. Other kids say I spend too much time thinking.
On the last road home they took a different turn home than I did but I didn't mind. This last road was the biggest, but time on my own was what I lived for.
Unfortunately for me, that would change very soon.
Because like as usual, I didn't look both ways before crossing.
I didn't see the car coming.
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Well what do you think? I really hope you like it. Haters get of my page, & Jake that includes you! Anyone here to offer advice or constructive criticism feel free. If it's just criticism I would hold it if I were you. I know its short but don't worry, the chapters will get longer.
Hopefully.
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