Hello people. This is my first time writing a pokémon story. I hope you all enjoy it. R&R.
I do not owe Pokémon or any of the characters. Wish I did though.
In Nuvema Town
It was a beautiful day in Nuvema Town. Pidoves were chirping in the distance, lillipups were yapping and playing with each other and purrloins were curled up sleeping. This town was a rather small town. There were a good amount of houses and a pokemon lab that belonged to Professor Juniper.
In this small town in a house that looked identical to all the others, was a boy named Touya Blair. He was a young boy who had just turned sixteen and was going to start his pokemon adventure in one week. To say he was happy would be wrong. To say he was excited would be right.
Touya quickly got dressed in a pair of black shorts and a blue t-shirt. He was packing art supplies into a backpack. He went around the room to make sure he had everything. When he did, he grabbed his bag and ran downstairs. He shoved his sneakers and jacket on before he ran outside. He ran straight to the forest in Area 1. He was hoping to be able to sketch a few more pokemon and some landscapes before he went on his journey.
Touya found a good place to sit down and sketch. He saw a lillipup and a purrloin curled up next to each other sleeping. He chuckled. It was cute. Soon Touya became very involved with his work. Because he was so involved with his sketching, he did not notice someone sneaking up on him before it was too late.
Touya was startled when someone wrapped an arm around his waist, pinning his arms down and the other pressed a cloth against his nose and mouth. He began to struggle as hard as he could, trying to escape. He failed though because the person had a very strong grip. That was when Touya realized that the cloth smelled funny. He knew it was a sedative. He found this out too late though because he was starting to see black at the corner of his vision. His limbs were growing tired and his struggles were weakening. His vision was becoming blurry. Just be fore he blacked out he was able to make out the blurry figure of someone who had white hair and was wearing black clothing.
The figure loosened his grip on the teen. Man could this kid put up a fight! It took a full minute for the sedative to kick in. The figure look up and saw someone dressed like him.
The person said/hissed, "Well that went better that expected. Though who knew this kid could struggle like he did."
Another person popped up out of nowhere, looking just like the first two. He walked over to them and looked at the teen.
He asked, "So is he the one?"
The first one said, "Yea. Though I was surprised. You would think that they would put him under tight security."
"Well it is his fault he came out here alone. I thought he would know that," said the second one.
"Well he either knew or was never told."
The first one picked up the teen bridal style and told the other two to gather his stuff. It was time for young Touya to finally come home.