Sinnoh Rewritten
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokèmon. I am not making any money off of this. Pokèmon belongs to Nintendo and Gamefreak.
Prologue
Lucas went into the cabin. It was an exciting day today- Lucas was going somewhere new. He fastened his seat belt. The plane took off, and soon Lucas could see a few Flygon trying to catch up. Up above, he seemed to see a snaky dark shape in the clouds, but it disappeared very quickly.
Lucas opened his brochure. A picture showed bunny-like Pokèmon were hopping around in a tree trunk, while one with much longer ears watched. Another picture showed some small, grey-and-white birds crowding around a honey-soaked tree. The top of his brochure said, "How to enjoy Living in Sinnoh."
The plane lit up its "Fasten Seat Belts" icon and started to descend. Lucas did so, and just in time—the runway was a little bumpy. Lucas started to get his luggage and left. His mother had gone here a week ago to see if it was suitable. She had phoned Lucas saying to buy a ticket there. "IT IS COOL," she had said. Lucas had smiled and thought his mom was kind of like him sometimes.
Lucas took his bag and carried it down. It contained a Potion from Hoenn's PC, a Jirachi action figure, a Gamecube (his mom had his Wii), and a Pokeball keychain with keys to his new home. He felt odd…like an invisible force was pushing the buttons of his life, and that this force understood dialogue at an impossible speed. He shook it off and walked towards his house to put away his luggage.
His mom was sitting and drinking coffee. There was an advertisement on the TV for a Formula One racecar. In fine print, it said, "Kids, don't use Formula One racecars to chase hedgehogs."
Lucas laughed and gave a Vigoroth his luggage. The Vigoroth took it upstairs as the TV returned to its original program: a special on a discolored Gyarados thought to be in a lake in the Johto region. As the program concluded, Lucas's mother turned to him and said, "You know, there's a lake just north of here. I bet if you looked, you could find a Pokèmon just as rare as that Gyarados!"
Excited by the prospect, Lucas ran upstairs and dug through his suitcase. Pulling out his bag, he slung it over his back and ran back downstairs. He bade his mother a hasty farewell and ran out the door and toward the lake. On the way he ran into someone. They both fell over and landed on the ground. The person he ran into had blond hair styled in a weird fashion. "Ow! Sorry, I need to watch where I'm goin'."
He stood up. "What are you doing?"
Lucas piped up. "I'm going to the lake. Mom said there could be a rare Pokemon there."
The boy looked up too. "Me too. Well, let's go together! Oh, and the name's Zeke."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Lucas." With that, Lucas ran towards the lake, Zeke close on his heels.