For all of you Pokémon fans who want more action, more violence and more mystery! This is the life of a school boy who joins an Elite Pokémon Academy in order to become a great trainer... though the journey to get there won't be as pleasant and easy as he had imagined. Buckle up!


On top of a mountain in the middle of a thunderstorm, an intense battle was raging between the Pokémon Champion and the Leader of the most powerful evil organization. Both were covered in blood, crossing swords while their last Pokémon were giving it all they've got to defeat their opponent. It was only a matter of time before the end of this battle.

"I won't let you get away with this!" shouted the Pokémon Champion. "Your plan will destroy the whole country and every living being with it. Including all Pokémon!"

"A kid like you couldn't understand my reasons" replied the evil Leader. "I'm doing it for the greater good of this planet!"

The Pokémon Champion's swords clashed with the Evil Leader's battle axe, causing sparks to fly off and letting out a distinct metallic sound.

"Arcanine!" yelled the Pokémon Champion. "Don't let it any time to charge up an attack! Hit it with your Flamethrower!"

"Quick Staraptor, dodge his attack," commanded the evil Leader. "Then use Brave Bird!"

A smirk appeared on the Pokémon Champion's face. Determined, he ordered. "Protect yourself, then use Counter!"

As the evil Leader's fierce glare turned into despair, he stuttered. "Oh no," realizing what was about to happen.

"Oh yeah," laughed the Pokémon Trainer.

As the evil Leader's Staraptor dove from the skies at the speed of sound to directly hit Arcanine with its powerful Brave Bird, the Champion's Pokémon braced for the impact and readied itself to hit back with all the power and spirit it had left. Both trainers knew it was a risky move and that both their Pokémon were going to end up gravely hurt… or even worst. But during this short moment of hesitation and fear from the evil Leader, the Champion took advantage of this distraction to pierce his enemy's heart with one of his swords.

The battle was over. The Pokémon Champion successfully stopped the evil Leader's plan of destroying the country, and as if a miracle had happened the dark clouds disappeared in the wind, letting the rays of the sun hit the victorious trainer.

Then suddenly, a strange voice echoed from the distance. "Noooooaaaaaah…" The voice became clearer. "Noah, wake up! You'll be late for your first day of school."

I woke up in confusion, as my Mom had just brought me back to reality. It was all a dream.

"Urgghhhh… Already?" I groaned.

It all felt so real.

~ ~ ~ A Pokémon FanFiction by SpacePickel ~ ~ ~

My name is Noah. I'm 13 years old and today is my first day at my new high school: the Pokémon Elite Academy. I live alone with my mother, so it hasn't been that easy for us. I barely have any memories of my father, actually. He left us when I was still young and whenever I ask my Mom question about him, she becomes emotional, so I try to avoid bringing it up. I like to think he left in order to do great things for the world, like to fight bad guys or something like that. It makes me feel better about it. But nonetheless, I help out my Mom as much as I can with all the chores in the house, since she is always out until late at night for her job. Though we are not the richest family out there, we still have a roof and I can eat three meals a day, so I really can't complain.

This school is the most famous Pokémon academy out there. It is known for housing only the best Pokémon trainers and the most brilliant scientific minds in the world. And since becoming the world's best Pokémon trainer one day has been my dream ever since I was little, I knew I just had to go to that school. The only problem was that the tuition is very expensive, which makes it only affordable to rich kids. Because of that, my Mom had to take a part-time job in order to pay for my education. The job pays well, but she's kind of ashamed to talk about it. That's why there is a 'No Work-Talk' rule in our house, and I respect that. Considering all that, I understand that she does all of this because she truly cares about me, and I could never be thankful enough for to her.

After putting on a clean pair of boxers and my brand-new uniform, I hurried downstairs followed by my loyal companion Growlithe, who I liked to call K9.

We had been together for as long as I could remember. I have memories of us running around in the yard when I was still a little kid, and him, a tiny little puppy. My mother told me Dad used to have an Arcanine a while back, before I was even born. They both loved her very much and cared deeply about her, but unfortunately, she became very sick and eventually passed away. Both of them were devastated by their lost. So, when I was born, they decided to adopt a baby Growlithe to remind them of their beloved Pokémon. Ever since then, K9 has been my best friend and my partner in crime. We basically grew up together, just like brothers.

As I was going down the staircase, I smelled something cooking (or rather, burning), and when I arrived in the kitchen, I found my mother clumsily attempting to cook with the help of her Pokémon – Ditto – that was wearing a chef's hat, which was slowly starting to take on fire.

"Mmmmmmmm~ Are you making pancakes?" I asked, surprised. "That's amazing! You almost never have the time to cook!"

"Well, since it's a very special, I thought I could make you a very special breakfast for the occasion!" she said. She looked at the pancakes with the pan in her hand with a look of deception. "Though I think I might have burned them…"

It was the first time in a while that she had the time to make me breakfast, and even though she's not any good at cooking, I liked to little attention. So, I consoled her. "Don't worry about it Mom, they look delicious! Thank you so much."

She smiled. "You're so sweet. But wait, there's more." She winked, then turned around and reached out to below the counter. She pulled out a wrapped box and gave it to me. A gift?

"Since from now on, you'll be starting a bran new journey as a Pokémon trainer," she murmured excitedly, "I thought you might need some little gadgets to get you started."

I impatiently removed the wrapping from the box and opened it, as a pirate would open a treasure chest after crossing the whole ocean. Its content amazed me. "No way!" I shouted. "You got me Pokéballs! And what is this?" Below the spherical objects was hiding an old fashioned looking electronical object with a small screen and an antenna coming out of it. "Is that a Pokédex?!" I let out, surprised and even more excited.

"I know what your going to say," she started. "How did you get this? How much did it cost? But don't worry about any of that, it's the least I could do. I know that these days all the cool kids have access to a bunch of features including a Pokédex on their cell phones, but that's all I could afford to buy you… So, you better not lose it!"

I dropped the box on the table and instantly jumped on my Mom, squeezing her in my arms. I was so happy.

"You didn't have to buy all that, Mom," I said, almost emotionally. "This is amazing! This school isn't going to be ready for me!"

As I was still hugging her, I looked up to the clock that was hanging on the wall in front of me and realised that I was running late (especially since I overslept). I gently released my Mom from my death-grip and threw all of my new gadgets in my school bag. "I should get going or I'll be late!" I said. "Thanks again for everything, Mom. You're the best. I love you! C'mon K9, let's go."

Growlithe barked happily. "Woof!"

"Okay hun," she sighed as I hurried through the front door followed by K9. "Be safe out there. I love you too!"

"Oh, this kid… Just like his father. Isn't he, Leo? And he didn't even eat his pancakes…" She took a bite of the pancakes, while Ditto was running around with its hat on fire. "I don't blame him."

~ End of Chapter 1 ~