POKEMON PLATINUM VERSION: THE BOOK
SUMMARY: Meet Roy, a normal 10-year-old with a normal life who lives in a not-so-normal place to us: Littleroot Town! What will happen with him and his Pokemon? Find out here!
Velcome to ze first story from de Patinator! Um… I'll lose the Dracula accent now. ANYWAYS, I would like to thank whoever's reading this for your contributions! Flames, anonymous, etc. reviews are welcome here. If you are Katie Legends or Chicken Miasma Productions AKA The Great Chicken Miasma, you two are my favorite authors of all time! So, ze show must go von! I MEAN! Ahem. So, the show must go on! Thank you, thank you.
Chapter 1:
The Start of it All
A young boy with very, very, very, very (You get the idea) well-kept, dark brown hair lay on his bed. He wore dark blue pants, a black t-shirt, full black gloves, and some light-gray socks. A blue-colored cloak with a big, from-neck-to-jawbone collar hung on a hook placed on a mahogany door, and some traditional Hoenn boys' Running Shoes lay in front of his bed.
This is Roy.
Roy was a normal 10-year-old with a normal mom with a normal life in a (To us) not-so-normal place: Littleroot Town, in the Pokemon world. And today was his most memorable day ever, the day he could choose a Pokemon from Professor Birch. Presently his mom opened up his door, poking her head in. She had back-length brown hair with a light-purple blouse on, beautiful emerald eyes, like her son, and a yellow skirt with matching shoes.
"You don't wanna be late for Professor Birch's, do you, Roy?" she asked with a bit of laugh in her voice… as usual.
"Heh heh heh… no, mom. In fact, I'll be the first one there!" he declared and dashed out the door.
"But, honey", his mom called, "don't you want your cloak and shoes?"
Roy stopped and, with a small sweat drop on the back of his head, said:
"Oh, yeah. I forget. Heh heh…"
Roy put on his cloak and shoes, and then dashed out the door to Birch's. On the way, if this were TV, his legs would be blurry circles rapidly swinging, kicking up dust. Something like "Not fast enough!" came out of his mouth, but his running that strangely sounded like a motor running drowned it. He reached the Professor's lab in 1.1417509 milliseconds, and crashed into a person. They let out a loud "OWW!"
The victim was a girl of Roy's age. She had hair that was pink and was tied in two long ponytails that went down to her knees. Her sleeveless shirt was also a skirt at the bottom. It had a folded, blue collar that was the same shade of blue as the wide middle-stripe of her shirt, which was white out from that with a mega-thin blue stripe on each side a bit out from the bigger one, and white from there. Her black pants went inside long blue boots with white on the bottom and some white gloves on her slender hand that folded noticeably on the wrist.
AKA LOVRINA. (However, this is four years before Coliseum and nine before XD. Remember that, okay?)
Lovrina noticed Roy and shouted:
"You so need to look where you're going, Roy-boy!"
Roy flinched at the nickname.
"And you need to… um… stay out of my way, Lovrina!"
Lovrina sniffed. Suddenly a small man came out of the door of the lab. He wore a blue shirt under a white lab coat, a brown belt, tan shorts, and brown sandals, the same color as his unkempt hair and beard. He also had a dark yellow bag.
"Ah, Roy and Lovrina! All the others came all ready, I'm afraid." the man said apologetically. His name is Prof. Birch.
Lovrina and Roy gaped. "You mean the Pokemon are all GONE! NOOOO!" Roy screamed.
"There so aren't any left, are there?" Lovrina asked flatly.
Birch scratched his beard in thought.
"Well, I don't have any starters now… but I do have some other Pokemon! C'mon, I'll show you." he realized. The two were led inside the large, white building.
Lovrina walked importantly behind the professor while Roy lagged behind, looking through the chemical-filled containers, making his face appear baby barf-green and bubbly from the opposite side. He didn't notice when the other two stopped and crashed into 'em!
"Ow… you so need to pay attention, Roy-boy." Lovrina moaned.
Roy just sighed and got up, then brushed himself off. Birch, after having a sweat drop disappear, told the two that only five Pokemon were left: a Seedot, Surskit, Slakoth, Ralts, and a rather stubborn Machop. Roy walked forward first. Looking at the Pokemon in a curious way, he finally chose the Machop. Birch gave him the Poke Ball, which had a fist-shape symbol on the top. Roy was so exited, he ran straight outside, not knowing what his rival chose.
"Oh, yeah!" he cheered, lifting up the Poke Ball in his hand.
"Now Hoenn will meet THE Roy! Ha ha ha!"
His purple-inside cloak flapped in the wind, and then Roy dashed home, very, very, very, very (Not again…) proud.
Back outside the lab, Lovrina chose her Pokemon. She chuckled in an evil manner as she looked at the symbol.
"Now, once I defeat Roy, he'll so be crushed. Heh heh heh heh…"
She continued her laughter in a maniacal manner. 'Yes', she thought, 'Roy will so be crushed in a humiliating defeat. Heh…' She smiled evilly again, and then walked off toward her home at the outskirts of Littleroot, cackling all the way.