Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, ideas or Pokemon that are
taken from the television show or the game, Pokemon. I do, however, own
Kelsey.
Welcome
The very electronic sound of the Gameboy's music filtered through the more natural sounds of the park; birds, children's laughter and the chattering of the squirrels. The disturbance in question was coming from the small purple machine in the hands of a teenager.
She was lounging casually on a park bench and her focus was entirely on the small screen in front of her. Strands of blonde hair were hastily shoved behind her ears and her tongue was stuck slightly out of her mouth.
"Come on," she whispered to herself, almost fanatically, "You've almost got it. Just a couple more hits and he's gone..." On the screen a Poliwhirl faced off against a Charizard, both their health's depleted to near extinction. With a quick pounding of buttons she sucked in a nervous breath, waiting for the results.
Slowly, the breath escaped and a smile spread across the girl's face. In a burst of glee-based adrenaline she jumped from the bench, holding her Gameboy above her head in familiar stance, "I beat Red!"
As others in the park turned to give her odd looks, she felt a blush rising up her face. With embarrassment she quickly sat back down on the bench. Shutting off her Pokemon Gold game she slipped the Gameboy into the knapsack at her feet before stretching her legs out in front of her. With a quick role of her shoulders she loosened her neck muscles, relaxing after all of that stooped concentration.
That relaxation was short lived as she looked down at her watch and saw the time. "Crap!" she one again jumped from the bench with a shouted exclamation, this time ignoring the annoyed looks she got. Flinging her bag on to her back, she set off across the park at a run.
"You're a moron, Kelsey," was her muttered recrimination to herself, "You had one thing to do this entire weekend, and now you screwed that up too." So caught up in her anger and rush, the girl, Kelsey, didn't even notice the drifting piece of paper that was slowly heading towards her. She wouldn't be able to ignore it for much longer.
With a sudden gust of wind, the paper was shoved directly into Kelsey's face, tangling around her nose, and blocking her eyes from the path in front of her. With sudden shock at the paper, the balance she had under only slight control was lost and Kelsey was sent tumbling down to the loose rocks that made up the path.
As the stones bit into her knees and palms, the paper dropped to the ground in front of her. Kelsey bit back a curse at the sharp pain running through her and examined the damage. Her hands were scraped raw, but there was no bleeding. Looking at her knees, she was glad she had decided not to wear shorts today. Her jeans had protected her from the majority of the rocks. Majority excluded the small pebble that had wedged a hole in the thick blue material.
"Damn." It was the only explanation necessary for the small holes in the jeans. When Kelsey looked up, the first thing she saw was the single sheet of white paper on the ground in front of her. Picking it up she pushed herself to her feet before looking more closely.
The symbol at the top was familiar to Kelsey, not that she would admit it to many people. Pokemon was not an acceptable liking for many sixteen year olds. The pokeball showed at the top was a standard red and white ball; it was the words underneath that interested Kelsey.
Pokemon Trainer's League
Become a real Pokemon Trainer
Experience the Adventure of a Life Time
A Chance for a new Beginning
Following that was a regular internet address. Kelsey's green eyes slanted with confusion as she quickly reread the paper. What were they talking about? She knew there was a League for the card game; maybe this was for the video game.
With a shrug, Kelsey quickly pushed the paper into her bag, resolving to check out the internet site later. Now, she was already late for her community involvement. Rushing off, she let the odd piece of paper drift from her consciousness.
~
A couple hours later, it was a much more tired girl who walked into the two-story house. Quickly kicking off her running shoes, Kelsey stampeded up the stairs in her usual manner and walked into her room. She then collapsed onto her bed in a good imitation of a boneless heap.
Her muscles were aching and the scrapes on her hands throbbed in constant pain. "I am never volunteering at a children's camp again." The pillow her face was buried in muffled the words. After several minutes of blissful stillness she reached out for her discarded bag.
Sticking her hand in she reached for her Gameboy, wanting to get lost in the wonderful world of Pokemon once again. Instead, she felt her hand settle on a slightly crumpled piece of paper. She couldn't quite remember what it was as she pulled it from the bag.
As she saw the pokeball the odd message came back to her, and she read the paper again, hoping it made more sense now. Of course, the words hadn't changed, and offered no more meaning to Kelsey then they had before.
Making up her mind, Kelsey pushed herself up from her bed with a groan. She had to find out what this paper was all about. Heading down to the basement she waited patiently as the family computer loaded. Before long, she pulled up her internet explorer home page. Looking down at the paper, she typed in the address and hit enter.
As the page loaded she was greeted with a copy of the paper. There was the same pokeball symbol and the same confusing words. At the bottom, the address that had been on the paper was replaced with a simple underlined link: Enter
Kelsey shrugged her shoulders, "Might as well." Clicking once on link she watched as a new page replaced the old one. Instead of the website she had been expecting, Kelsey was confronted with some kind of registration form. Sensing some kind of scam, she got ready to leave the window when the title caught her attention.
Confront you Destiny
With a sigh, Kelsey let her head fall into her hands in front of the screen. With a sigh, she began to talk to herself. "Why do you have to be such a dreamer? It's not like it's actually real. You're just wasting you're time when nothing will come out of it."
Resigned to her idealistic dreams, Kelsey slowly began filling out the form. It looked like there wasn't anything that could be used expressly against her, like her address, or her SIN number. Filling in the form quickly and truthfully, Kelsey paused at submit button.
Arguing between her practical side and her intuitive side she fiddled around with the mouse for about five minutes. In a swift moment of decision, she clicked on the button before she could change her mind.
As the next page loaded, Kelsey let out an embarrassed laugh. She couldn't believe she had gotten that worked up over something so little. "Well, I've had my bit of fun." Just as the teenager went to click on the small X in the corner an additional window popped up.
Thinking it was just another pop-up add, Kelsey went to delete it. It was a second later that she noticed the symbol on it. Another pokeball symbol took up almost the entire small screen. As she watched, the yellow and blue letters that usually spelled 'Pokemon' scrolled across the screen. The message was simple: Welcome.
As she watched, the pokeball burst open and a blinding light seemed to spill from the scream. Kelsey shielded her eyes and fell forward with the blast of light. Instead of hitting the computer, like she expected, she kept falling and falling. Everything faded out.
When the light from the screen faded, the pokeball was once again closed and the words were unmoving. In front of the computer, there was nothing but an empty chair.
~
Notes: Yes, another self-insertion. I've had writer's block for a while and have decided to write this to help beat it, plus, it's fun. If you'd like to join Kelsey on her journey, send me an e-mail or a review with the information at the bottom in it. I'll try to use everyone if I can. Additional note: I'll be far more likely to use you if you have lower level, common Pokemon. Plus, no Ruby/Sapphire Pokemon please. I'm completely unfamiliar with them.
Name: Age: Appearance: Personality: Pokemon:
I hope you enjoy!
Welcome
The very electronic sound of the Gameboy's music filtered through the more natural sounds of the park; birds, children's laughter and the chattering of the squirrels. The disturbance in question was coming from the small purple machine in the hands of a teenager.
She was lounging casually on a park bench and her focus was entirely on the small screen in front of her. Strands of blonde hair were hastily shoved behind her ears and her tongue was stuck slightly out of her mouth.
"Come on," she whispered to herself, almost fanatically, "You've almost got it. Just a couple more hits and he's gone..." On the screen a Poliwhirl faced off against a Charizard, both their health's depleted to near extinction. With a quick pounding of buttons she sucked in a nervous breath, waiting for the results.
Slowly, the breath escaped and a smile spread across the girl's face. In a burst of glee-based adrenaline she jumped from the bench, holding her Gameboy above her head in familiar stance, "I beat Red!"
As others in the park turned to give her odd looks, she felt a blush rising up her face. With embarrassment she quickly sat back down on the bench. Shutting off her Pokemon Gold game she slipped the Gameboy into the knapsack at her feet before stretching her legs out in front of her. With a quick role of her shoulders she loosened her neck muscles, relaxing after all of that stooped concentration.
That relaxation was short lived as she looked down at her watch and saw the time. "Crap!" she one again jumped from the bench with a shouted exclamation, this time ignoring the annoyed looks she got. Flinging her bag on to her back, she set off across the park at a run.
"You're a moron, Kelsey," was her muttered recrimination to herself, "You had one thing to do this entire weekend, and now you screwed that up too." So caught up in her anger and rush, the girl, Kelsey, didn't even notice the drifting piece of paper that was slowly heading towards her. She wouldn't be able to ignore it for much longer.
With a sudden gust of wind, the paper was shoved directly into Kelsey's face, tangling around her nose, and blocking her eyes from the path in front of her. With sudden shock at the paper, the balance she had under only slight control was lost and Kelsey was sent tumbling down to the loose rocks that made up the path.
As the stones bit into her knees and palms, the paper dropped to the ground in front of her. Kelsey bit back a curse at the sharp pain running through her and examined the damage. Her hands were scraped raw, but there was no bleeding. Looking at her knees, she was glad she had decided not to wear shorts today. Her jeans had protected her from the majority of the rocks. Majority excluded the small pebble that had wedged a hole in the thick blue material.
"Damn." It was the only explanation necessary for the small holes in the jeans. When Kelsey looked up, the first thing she saw was the single sheet of white paper on the ground in front of her. Picking it up she pushed herself to her feet before looking more closely.
The symbol at the top was familiar to Kelsey, not that she would admit it to many people. Pokemon was not an acceptable liking for many sixteen year olds. The pokeball showed at the top was a standard red and white ball; it was the words underneath that interested Kelsey.
Pokemon Trainer's League
Become a real Pokemon Trainer
Experience the Adventure of a Life Time
A Chance for a new Beginning
Following that was a regular internet address. Kelsey's green eyes slanted with confusion as she quickly reread the paper. What were they talking about? She knew there was a League for the card game; maybe this was for the video game.
With a shrug, Kelsey quickly pushed the paper into her bag, resolving to check out the internet site later. Now, she was already late for her community involvement. Rushing off, she let the odd piece of paper drift from her consciousness.
~
A couple hours later, it was a much more tired girl who walked into the two-story house. Quickly kicking off her running shoes, Kelsey stampeded up the stairs in her usual manner and walked into her room. She then collapsed onto her bed in a good imitation of a boneless heap.
Her muscles were aching and the scrapes on her hands throbbed in constant pain. "I am never volunteering at a children's camp again." The pillow her face was buried in muffled the words. After several minutes of blissful stillness she reached out for her discarded bag.
Sticking her hand in she reached for her Gameboy, wanting to get lost in the wonderful world of Pokemon once again. Instead, she felt her hand settle on a slightly crumpled piece of paper. She couldn't quite remember what it was as she pulled it from the bag.
As she saw the pokeball the odd message came back to her, and she read the paper again, hoping it made more sense now. Of course, the words hadn't changed, and offered no more meaning to Kelsey then they had before.
Making up her mind, Kelsey pushed herself up from her bed with a groan. She had to find out what this paper was all about. Heading down to the basement she waited patiently as the family computer loaded. Before long, she pulled up her internet explorer home page. Looking down at the paper, she typed in the address and hit enter.
As the page loaded she was greeted with a copy of the paper. There was the same pokeball symbol and the same confusing words. At the bottom, the address that had been on the paper was replaced with a simple underlined link: Enter
Kelsey shrugged her shoulders, "Might as well." Clicking once on link she watched as a new page replaced the old one. Instead of the website she had been expecting, Kelsey was confronted with some kind of registration form. Sensing some kind of scam, she got ready to leave the window when the title caught her attention.
Confront you Destiny
With a sigh, Kelsey let her head fall into her hands in front of the screen. With a sigh, she began to talk to herself. "Why do you have to be such a dreamer? It's not like it's actually real. You're just wasting you're time when nothing will come out of it."
Resigned to her idealistic dreams, Kelsey slowly began filling out the form. It looked like there wasn't anything that could be used expressly against her, like her address, or her SIN number. Filling in the form quickly and truthfully, Kelsey paused at submit button.
Arguing between her practical side and her intuitive side she fiddled around with the mouse for about five minutes. In a swift moment of decision, she clicked on the button before she could change her mind.
As the next page loaded, Kelsey let out an embarrassed laugh. She couldn't believe she had gotten that worked up over something so little. "Well, I've had my bit of fun." Just as the teenager went to click on the small X in the corner an additional window popped up.
Thinking it was just another pop-up add, Kelsey went to delete it. It was a second later that she noticed the symbol on it. Another pokeball symbol took up almost the entire small screen. As she watched, the yellow and blue letters that usually spelled 'Pokemon' scrolled across the screen. The message was simple: Welcome.
As she watched, the pokeball burst open and a blinding light seemed to spill from the scream. Kelsey shielded her eyes and fell forward with the blast of light. Instead of hitting the computer, like she expected, she kept falling and falling. Everything faded out.
When the light from the screen faded, the pokeball was once again closed and the words were unmoving. In front of the computer, there was nothing but an empty chair.
~
Notes: Yes, another self-insertion. I've had writer's block for a while and have decided to write this to help beat it, plus, it's fun. If you'd like to join Kelsey on her journey, send me an e-mail or a review with the information at the bottom in it. I'll try to use everyone if I can. Additional note: I'll be far more likely to use you if you have lower level, common Pokemon. Plus, no Ruby/Sapphire Pokemon please. I'm completely unfamiliar with them.
Name: Age: Appearance: Personality: Pokemon:
I hope you enjoy!