Story Summary: Akira at the age of 3 was abandoned on the doorsteps of an orphanage where he spent the next 13 years of his life. Now at the age of 16 he is being forced from the only home he has ever known. Now alone, Akira must make his own way in a world where monsters known as Pokémon are everywhere. Knowing that he would never be able to survive he decided to join the Tamers, a group of individuals who capture and train Pokémon.
Authors Notes: This is the first chapter of Tamers: The Hunt for a Home, this is a rewrite of Journey for a Dream. I decided to keep the main character as an orphan, but I decided to rewrite and change the rest of it. This story is going to take place in the same land the Kanto and Johto, though I have decided to put Pokémon from all regions in it since this my story and I can do that. Also, I have taken the liberty of getting rid of the Gyms as I plan to have the Tamers go through trails set by the ones training them which will earn them higher ranks as well as better benefits.
Copyright notice: I do not own Pokémon or any character that the creator of this fantastic series. The only thing that I own is the original characters and this story.
Akira packed in silence, wishing that he didn't have to leave but knew that there was nothing that he could do to change the decision of those in charge. Though Akira doesn't own many belongings, he has still been packing since early morning.
Outside his room, though Akira should now say his former room; he could hear the other children of the orphanage as well as the workers and soon Akira heard heavy thuds approach the door. "Well it must be time for me to get out..." Akira murmured to himself as he finished packing the remaining items that he owns.
Just as he expected the door to his room started to shake, which could only be the head of the orphanage that Akira had called his home for the last thirteen years of his life.
"You know the rules brat! I will give you ten more minutes before I come in there and drag you out by your hair!" a cold deep male voice barked through the door. Know that the man meant every word that he said, Akira decided that hurrying through the rest of his packing would be the best thing for him since he really didn't want to get dragged from his home on his last day there.
With now a since of urgency to his actions, Akira was able to finish packing the rest of his belongings, and with a few minutes to spare he was sprinting through the door. After exiting his former room Akira flew through the halls of the orphanage with such a speed that any in his path were knocked over. Akira kept running until he was outside the doors of the orphanage; with the howls of those left behind snapping at his heels.
Once exiting the orphanage Akira was staring out at the town that he has spent his childhood. With no knowledge of where to go, Akira just wondered around the town until he came to its exit. Looking up towards the exit he read the words "Now leaving Pallet Town. Tread carefully or meet your maker!"
Akira didn't give the sign much thought as he stepped through the gates, ready to face whatever danger is out there to find himself a place where he belonged.
Akira has been walking for hours and has long ago ventured past any landscape he was familiar with. "This forest seems like it is never going to end!" Akira muttered. The sun that has been so kind enough to keep him warm for most of his journey had now set and now Akira could feel the cold set into his bones.
With each step that he took, Akira grew colder and colder. Knowing that if he didn't find some sort of cover he would end up freezing to death. Looking around in hopes of finding some sort of cave, his plan fell apart when he heard a scream fill the sky.
Turning towards the noise which was coming from Akira's right, though he saw nothing that could be causing the screams. Just as he was about to push the noise towards the back of his mind another scream tore through the area. "What could be causing such a ruckus?" Akira murmured as he decided to find out what exactly could be causing the disturbance.
Quickly moving in the direction that the noise was coming from, Akira came upon thicket that he had to push his way through. Though as he was pushing through he felt his skin get pricked by what he assumed must be thorns and though he wanted to scream out, Akira knew if there was something dangerous on the other side of the trees then he would give his presence away.
"Brock! Get this dam...damn thing, off me." a young terrified male voice cried out.
Hearing this Akira figured that someone must be hurt and since he has never been someone who could just leave someone who was in trouble, Akira quickly pushed the rest of the way through and what he saw was the most terrifying sight he had ever seen in his young life. A boy that looked to be his age with shimmering black hair was laying on his back, and on top of the boy was a white fox like creature with nine long tails fluttering behind its body. The boy was struggling with all his might to keep the creature's fangs from ripping into his throat.
Looking at the scene, Akira noticed another male standing some distance away from the boy fighting for his life. This other male looked to be a few years older than Akira himself was, and this male had light brown skin. Around this male there were many creatures that looked like the one that was attacking the boy on the ground. Though there were also smaller creatures which were fox like in nature though all but one of these smaller creatures had light red fur. While the one that did not, had the most beautifully colored fur that Akira had ever seen on a creature. Its body was a shade of lavender while the fur on top of its head as well as its six tails were a shimmering black.
Though unlike the boy, this male seemed to have a creature of his own fighting for him though he has yet to see what kind it was from the fact that there were too many other monster-like animals blocking his view.
Knowing that there wasn't anything he could really do, though not wanting to leave these people to meet the horrible death that fate has dealt them, Akira decided to try and rescue them even if it cost him his life. Just as he was about to move forward he saw something on the ground ahead of him. This object was a small ball that had a midnight black bottom and a fiery red top, though it also had a black symbol that reminded Akira of fire etched on top of it. Thinking that maybe this could help him capture one of these creatures, Akira picked it up.
Just as he was about to toss it towards the large fox like monster on top of the black-haired boy, Akira heard a growl come from in front of him. Looking down he saw the lavender colored fox staring up at him. Without a second thought Akira threw the ball at the small fox, as the ball connected with the creature a red glow spiraled out of the ball and pulled the creature up inside of it.
With the creature now inside the ball, Akira waited for it to stop moving and after about three movements it stopped. As it stopped moving a ding echoed around the area, which caused all remaining creatures to turn towards him.
This gave the other boy time to push the creature off him and once he was on his feet he called out a monster of his own. "Zeus, come out!" the boy cried and with that a small yellow rodent came soaring into the air, "Use Thunderbolt!"
Akira watched as bolts of electricity shot out at the enemies that surrounded them and soon he saw many of the creatures fall to the ground, exhausted from their fighting. While those who were not knocked out quickly ran from the field of battle. Wanting to ensure that he has some protection just in case these wayward travelers decided to turn against him, he picked up the ball that contained the creature.
Once the ones that remained standing were gone, those left on the ground were quickly hit with balls like the one the Akira used to capture the lavender colored fox. After collecting all the thrown items, the boy that nearly had his throat ripped from his body started to speak. "Thank you for your help, though I will need you to hand me that Pokéball..." the black-haired boy spoke.
Though before he was able to finish the rest of his words the other male interrupted him. "...forget it Ash. Let him keep that Pokéball as well as the Pokémon that it contains. One small Vulpix will not make a difference when it comes to completing our contract." the male that Akira remembered was named Brock informed Ash.
With that Akira watched as both Ash and Brock started to leave.
Akira's Pokémon: Vulpix(?)-?
Authors Notes: Thank you all for reading the first chapter of the Tamer Saga. As always if you enjoyed any aspect of the story please review with your likes, dislikes or general comments.
