Hi guys, this is my first story on this site, and why not write about what I know about, Pokemon! ... please but kind, but truthful
I stared at the small town that was before me. Finally after hours of travelling I had reached the tiny town of Littleroot. The travel had taken extra long because my annoying, younger sister had to come with me, which was probably because Dad didn't want to look after her. I am Andrew Evans, a 15 year old boy, and a newbie to the Pokémon training world. I stood at 5 foot 7, and had vibrant green eyes, pale skin and reddish orange hair which was slightly spiky and no, I am not a wranger. I had waited 5 extra years because my grades were down, and Mum insisted that for a while I focus on education. At the age of 10 years kids are given a choice to be a Pokémon trainer during the younger years and focusing on education later in life when they are sure of what they wanted to be, or wait and go through 5 intense years of study and become a trainer at the age of 15, most chose to be a trainer at 10. At first I was disheartened because all of my friends got to go and become a Pokémon trainer at the age of 10, and I was forced to wait. My year decreased by around 80%, those lucky bastards.
That is why I was so excited when I finished my exams and got an amazing 90%. Don't get me wrong I am not a nerd at all; I worked my ass off, with my younger nerd sister and strict mum pushing me. Why did you want to get a 90% you ask? Surely 51% would be good enough to pass my exams and get my Pokémon trainer license? Well I had to get that score to ensure I get one of three awesome Hoenn starter Pokémon, strong species of Pokémon specially bred for rookie trainers. And I really wanted a strong starter Pokémon. I had the choice of either the cool grass type Treecko, the cute fire type Torchic and the calm yet strong water type Mudkip. I had a week to decide before I came to the town of Littleroot and even on the day of the beginning of my journey and choosing my Pokémon, I had no idea what one I would choose.
Littleroot was a small town; one a trainer would not normally go to. However there was a weird old guy who handed out the starter Pokémon, who goes by the name Professor Maple. Professor Maple had taken over his mentor Professor Birch's work, but had made notable contributions to science in the Pokémon world.
"Wow this is where the great Professor Maple lives!" My sister gasped. My younger sister's name is Flare, a 13 year old girl, and annoying menace in my life. She sported the same fiery hair colour as me, but she had long straight tameable hair unlike me.
"It's kind of small... but still I have no idea where we are going to find his lab" I answered her.
"Why did you want to see where professor Maple is?" a harsh voice asked us.
I and Flare turned around to see a random guy standing there. He had black spiky hair and hair pins to keep his bangs out of his red eyes. Not red as in how you might rub an eye and it will get sore and red, but the actual iris was red. It was really unnerving, not that I was intimidated. He was quite tan and broad like he worked out sometimes, and wore a white t-shirt and murky green pants. All in all he was a bit of a weirdo.
"What is it to you?" I challenged.
"Andrew!" My sister gasped, "Please ignore him sir, my brother is just grouchy from the travel over here. We came all the way from Petalburg city."
Although my sister and I lived with our dad in Petalburg most of the time, our mum lived in Rustboro city as she had recently separated from my dad. They just lived together for my sake, until my exams were over.
The guy squinted at us, looking annoyed.
"You are here for a starter Pokémon aren't you?" he asked smugly.
"So?" I retorted back, equally as smug. Nice comeback Andrew!
"Well, you better not get the one I want, Shorty" the black haired guy snapped, before turning away and walking off.
"Shorty!?" I repeated, insulted, "I am not that short!"
Then a girl walked over from a nearby cafe, she had dyed lavender hair with blue streaks in it. She had light blue eyes and black eyebrows. I could start to see black regrowth in her hair, which was tied into a ponytail.
"I am sorry about him; he is a bit anxious about getting his starter Pokémon. He doesn't want the one he wants to be chosen, otherwise he might not get the species he wants" The girl explained, "I am Clare, and that idiot is Derek my brother"
Flare smiled and replied, "Nah its cool, brothers can be such idiots"
"Hey..." I said annoyed, why did she have to put me down in front of the cute girls.
"Why doesn't Derek get to the lab first and choose his starter before other people get there?" Flare asked curiously.
"Well we tried to, but the lab is closed, apparently Prof. Maple will only let us in on the exact time it said to meet him on the letter, and if all three trainers are present. Derek didn't like that so he has been stomping all over Littleroot, but I think it is fair" Clare answered in a friendly tone, her light eyes sparkling with excitement.
"You're getting a starter Pokémon too? With your brother? That means I am the third trainer Professor Maple is waiting for!?" I said quickly, "Quick what time is it? How long do we have? I hope I am not late!"
Clare chuckled at my distress, "we have 15 minutes, and the lab isn't far away. I know, how about I take you there?"
Before my sister even had a chance to breathe, I accepted. I scored 15 minutes with a cute girl.
Finally we got to the lab, and Derek was already there waiting by the closed metal doors. He tapped his foot impatiently on the dirt path in front of the laboratory. I wandered over to the metal doors, quietly looking at the shiny metal, when I was roughly pulled away.
"Get in line short ass!" Derek snapped, glaring at me with his red eyes.
I frowned at him, "I was only looking!" I argued.
Clare and my sister rushed in between us to ensure there was not a fight. Lucky for him otherwise he would be pulp by now.
There was a loud clank, which echoed from the lab and the big metal doors opened revealing a young man with short dark blue hair, wearing a lab coat.
"I am one of Professor Maple's aides, those who are here for a starter Pokémon present your letter to me and I will show you inside" the aide explained calmly.
Quickly Derek shoved his letter into the guys' chest sending him back a few steps, and made his way inside.
I looked through my pockets and my bag as the cute girl Clare presented her letter to the aide. Panicked I looked over at the aide, wondering if I could push him and make a run into the lab. The aide watched me carefully, and I gulped. I felt a prod on my shoulder and looked to see my sister holding an open envelope.
"You dope, I held onto your letter so you wouldn't lose it. You didn't even notice it was gone" she teased.
Embarrassment pooled up inside me, as a blush forced its way to my face.
"You did that just to embarrass me! I would have known where my letter was if it wasn't for you!" I snapped angrily.
Flare's face turned to rage. "I was just looking out for you! This is a big day for you! And I was just making sure all your hard work wasn't for nothing!" She shouted at me.
The glare I had softened. "You should have told me" I said softly.
"I did last night Andrew" She replied bluntly. Now that I think of it, I do remember something like that.
The aide looked annoyed, as I handed him my letter.
"The girl isn't allowed in" He announced.
"What!" we shouted in union.
"You have seen my brother, he is hopeless. I have to go with him to make sure he doesn't stuff up! Besides I want to meet the great Professor Maple!" Flare explained. For once I didn't argue, even though that nonsense wasn't true.
"Sorry" the aide said unapologetically.
"Wait" an unfamiliar voice commanded.
An older man, a guy probably in his late twenties or early thirties appeared at the door, and glanced at Flare. He had brown shoulder length hair and wore black glasses and a lab coat.
"Let her come in too. It is err... wrong for siblings to be split up and a young girl like her can't be left alone" The guy announced.
"Yes professor" the aide said in a monotone voice.
Quickly I and my sister scurried inside, looking around the overly white Foyer before joining the other two to-be trainers.
"Follow me" Professor Maple commanded, and we all obeyed. Professor Maple eyed Flare and Clare.
"So ladies, is it exciting to meet the great Professor Maple?" He inquired.
"Yes" Clare said politely.
"Yes! I am very interested in your research in Pokémon habitats, and I have an email subscription to your annual reports!" My sister answered excitedly. I told you she was the biggest nerd.
"I am very pleased" Professor Maple said cheerily, "So how old are you girly? 16 maybe?"
"No, I am 13 years old sir" She answered confused by the man's behaviour.
"Oh damn, maybe you should visit me in 3 years, aye? So I can show you more of my... research." Professor Maple said curiously.
"Umm" Flare said nervously, and I reached out and pulled her next to me. What a creep!
Professor Maple led us to a large room full of machines, and wires, in the middle was a round white table with two red buttons. It appeared as if three circles were etched into the table, by why would anyone want to do that?
"Make a line before me please, this will determine the order of who chooses their Pokémon," the Professor commanded, and Derek raced to be first in line. The professor pulled Flare to his side.
"Best you stay by me girly. So you... don't get in the way of the older kids" The professor said lamely. Normally I would have bashed the creep, but this guy was my only hope of getting a starter Pokémon, however if he touches her I will break him. The professor moved over to the table and pressed one of the red buttons, and the circles on the white round table opened up to reveal three pokeballs.
"Ok, cute girl. Chose your Pokémon" The Professor commanded. Derek looked annoyed at not being chosen, but remained still.
"Sir, I wish to be the last to choose my pokemon. Whichever one I get, I will love and adore, and train to be its best!" Clare answered, "So please allow me to be the last to choose."
The Professor shrugged and pointed to Derek.
"You, red eyed guy, you choose first then" The Professor shrugged.
Derek took a step forward to the round table, eyeing each Pokémon. I bet if he could, he would take the entire Pokémon supplied here.
"I want Mudkip" Derek demanded. The Professor nodded and picked up the nearest Pokéball and handed it to Derek. Then the professor turned around to pick up a red metal box from the table behind him, before handing it to Derek.
"That is a Pokédex!" Flare exclaimed.
"Yes, I have already programmed all the trainers' information into them. These serve as identification, as well as recording the Pokémon you meet and capture, and providing information on them" The professor explained.
"Not that I will need it. I prefer to fight first, and ask questions later" Derek said arrogantly, "Anyways I am off."
"Aren't you going to watch your sister choose a Pokémon?" I asked the retreating black haired guy.
"No, she is a big girl, she can look after herself." Derek replied as he left the room.
"Why yes, she is a big girl." The professor Maple said eying Clare. Clare moved away uncomfortably.
"Red head, your turn." the Professor announced, and it took a second to realise he was referring to me.
I walked over to the table. My decision was much easier now one of the Pokémon was gone, but I still had to choose between Treecko, and Torchic.
"Professor I am having a hard time deciding, can you give me more information?" I questioned.
The professor sighed, but my sister is the one that answered.
"Treecko evolves into Grovyle who then evolves into Sceptile. It is purely a grass type Pokémon. Torchic is a fire type Pokémon who evolves into Combusken which is a Fire/Fighting type, which evolves into Blaziken a Fire and Fighting type also." My sister answered dutifully, while the professor brought up images of all six Pokémon mentioned on a nearby computer.
My decision was still a hard one, as both Pokémon's evolved forms were pretty cool, and worthy of being trained by yours truly.
Then I made a choice on which Pokémon would be my first Pokémon.
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