I know, I should be updating an other chapter of an existing one, but I decided to do this instead. I was playing Pokemon Leafgreen, when I got this idea. This has nothing to do with the others. Then I got the idea of expanding into a saga of things, any one have any ideas, let me know.
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Finally, after much effort and training, he was standing in front of Lance, the champion of the elite four! They were down to there last pokemon, Lance was using a dragonite and he was using his trusted charizard. This was the pokemon that he had started with, and the one that he trained with the hardest.
The battle was down to the wire.
"Ok, Flame, use flamethrower!," shouted out Steve.
Lance ordered a hyper beam from his dragonite. The two attacks hit dead on. "Come on Flame, you can do it! This is your fight, we trained for this!"
Hearing his trainers encouragements, Flame seemed to gather strength from inside, and pushed the flamethrower into the dragon pokemon, who promptly fainted.
With his last pokemon defeated, Lance congratulated the new champion. Professor Oak showed up, unexpectedly. They entered a room in the back of the room, where professor Oak explained that this is where they would register his pokemon for his victory.
This is where things got weird. Out of no where, everything turned black. It felt like he was going backwards, and he wasn't standing on anything. This sensation continued for a bit, before everything came back.
The first thing he did was look at his surroundings. It didn't take him too long to figure out that he was back in professor Oaks lab, with both the professor and his rival, Peter looking at him.
The professor stepped forward, "here, Steve. There are three pokemon here. Haha! The pokemon are held inside these pokeballs. When I was young, I was a serious pokemon trainer. But now, in my age, I have only these three left. You can have one. Go on, choose!"
Wait, what! This was the same exact thing that happened when he got his first pokemon, Flame. He reached to the place that he normally kept all six of his pokemon on his belt, and felt that they were gone. He then looked on the inside of his jacket, were he kept his badges, and they where gone as well!
With that, he picked up charmanders pokeball, wondering if he should do things differently this time.
Ok, that was probably lame. I got the idea when I was playing, and I accidently deleted a move that I had wanted to keep, so I restarted the game. I don't think anyone would make it through the whole game without saving, that would stink.
For once, it isn't about me. The character isn't even a girl. I used the name Steve, that's the name of a friend of my parents. And his charmander evolved into a charizard. And charizards nickname is probably lame. And the battle could have been longer.
(Charmander shows up, looking mad that I wasn't finishing a new chapter for his fic)