Pokemon: The Next Generation
Author's notes: A couple of things to go over before we begin. This will be based on generation one only, meaning the original 150 Pokemon. Don't get me wrong, gen seven's fairly decent. But nothing will ever be better than the first generation. Oh yeah, I should probably list off the characters that will be in this to start off as this is a new generation of trainers.
Ash Ketchum: 30 years old and proud father of 10 year old Breea. Currently resides in Pallet Town.
Breea Ketchum (OC): 10 years old and daughter of Ash. She wants to become a Pokemon master just like her father.
Gary Oak: Also 30 years old and has taken over the researching business from his now retired grandfather. Gary has a daughter of his own.
Kimmy Oak (OC): 10 years old and daughter of Gary. She also wants to be a Pokemon master and is also Breea's rival.
Jessie, James and Meowth: Yes, these blundering buffoons are still around. They are now the bosses of Team Rocket after Giovanni was killed while on a vacation.
Jasmine and Horace (OCs): New Team Rocket duo. Their mission is to poach whatever Pokemon they can get their hands on and present them to Jessie and James.
And with that, it's time to get things started.
"What an exciting battle we have here ladies and gentlemen!" yelled the announcer on the televisionthat Breea was watching in her bedroom. "Charizard starts off with a flamethrower attack. Oh but here comes trouble as Dragonite unleashes a powerful Hyper Beam!" Breea watch with high interest. Now that she was 10 years old, she could finally get her trainer's license and she was quite excited.
"Someday, that'll be me fighting in that stadium for the league championship." said Breea. "But to do that, I'll need to collect as many Pokemon as I can. Hopefully I can get them all, so I can achieve my goal."
"You're not going to achieve anything without proper rest, young lady." said a voice from behind her. Breea hadn't even noticed her door being opened, but standing in the doorway was her father Ash. "Just what do you think you're doing still up at this hour? It's ten thirty, you know."
"But Daddy, tomorrow's a big day for me. I'm too excited to sleep." said Breea.
"In that case, watch something that'll help you prepare." Ash took the remote from the TV stand and changed the channel. Gary was now on the screen getting ready to prepare new trainers for their journeys.
"Hello, new trainers. I'm Gary Oak and I'm here to provide you with tip top advice for selecting a starting Pokemon." Gary moved over to three different colored pictures. "As you can see, there are three different Pokemon available for you to choose from. On the green background is Bulbasaur, a grass type. On the red background is Charmander, a fire type. And on the blue background is Squirtle, a water type. Each of these different Pokemon will learn various attacks depending on their type. For example, Bulbasaur would be able to learn grass type moves like Vine Whip and Razor Leaf, while Charmander would be able to use Flamethrower. Remember, the starter you pick is not only your partner, but also a lifelong friend."
"That's definitely some good advice." said Breea.
"Make sure you go to bed when this is finished." said Ash sternly and went into his own bedroom to get some rest, with Pikachu following behind. As Breea slept, she kept debating over which Pokemon she wanted to pick. It was a hard choice, as all three Pokemon had the potential to become very powerful. The next morning, she was woken up by bright sunshine and a clock that was flashing nine AM.
"Oh crap, I'm late." she cried. She quickly flung out of bed and hurried down the stairs toward the front door.
"What's the rush?" Ash called.
"I'm late getting over to the lab." answered Breea, who was still in her pajamas. Before Ash could say anything else, she was out the door.
"Like father, like daughter." he said with a sigh.
"Pika pi." said Pikachu. The electric mouse knew exactly what Ash was talking about as he himself had been late in selecting his starter when he had started on his own journey and had to settle for Pikachu. Breea was running as fast as she could toward the lab, hoping that there would still be some Pokemon for her to choose from. In her hurry, though, she didn't see where she was going and rammed right into a girl that was the same age as Breea.
"Maybe you should get some glasses. Then maybe you could see where you're going next time." she said with a smirk.
"Cut it out, Kimmy." said Breea angrily. "I'm late enough as it is and you're only making things worse. Now if you'll get out of my way, I have a Pokemon to get."
"Assuming there are still any left, of course." said Kimmy.
"Do you mean you took the last one?" asked Breea.
"That's right, and that Pokemon is inside its' ball right now." said Kimmy. "And I got the best one out of the bunch too. It helps that I have a dad who's into the Pokemon research business."
"If you don't mind me saying, what kind of Pokemon did you get anyway?" asked Breea.
"What I got is none of your business. And if you think you're getting one, you're out of luck because there aren't any Pokemon left. See you later, loser." said Kimmy and she walked away with a grin on her face. Breea curled up her hands into fists.
"Oh, that Kimmy really gets on my nerves." said Breea. Just then, a young man in a lab coat approached her.
"Ah Breea, you finally got here." said Gary. "I was wondering if you were even going to show up at all."
"I kind of slept in a bit this morning." said Breea sheepishly.
"Yes, I can tell based on the fact that you still have your pajamas on." said Gary. "Well no matter, follow me inside the lab and we'll get you your Pokemon." Gary led her into the part of the lab where the starters were usually kept.
"I thought long and hard last night, but I've decided that I'm going to pick Charmander." said Breea. She picked up the ball with a red fire symbol, but nothing came out.
"That one's already been picked by someone who showed up when they were supposed to." said Gary.
"I see." said Breea. "Well then, I'll pick Bulbasaur." When she opened the ball with the leaf sticker on it, however, nothing came out again.
"That was also taken by someone who didn't sleep in." said Gary.
"In that case, I'll select Squirtle." said Breea, picking up the Poke Ball with a rain drop on it. But once again, nothing came out when she opened it.
"The earlier the trainer wakes up, the better chance they have of getting the Pokemon they want." said Gary. "Well Breea, as you can see, all of the regular starters have been taken. However, I still have one Pokemon left."
"I don't care what kind it is, I'll take it!" exclaimed Breea.
"All right, but I should tell you that there's an issue with this one." said Gary as he held out a Poke Ball with a lightning bolt sticker on it. He opened up the ball, and out popped an electric mouse that looked identical to Ash's Pikachu.
"Oh how cute, it's a Pikachu." said Breea. She tried petting it, but was greeted by a Thundershock attack.
"It takes a little while for this one to get used to new trainers." said Gary and he handed some more items to Breea. "Now then, here's your Pokedex and Poke Balls. Your Pokedex also serves as your identification so make sure you don't lose it."
"I won't." said Breea, taking the items from Gary. "Thanks a lot."
"You're welcome." said Gary. "But I do recommend you go home and change clothes first."
"Yes sir." said Breea and headed back to her house.
"I can't wait to show Daddy what I got." she said. "He is going to be so surprised." Breea flung the door wide open upon arriving back at her house.
"Is that you Breea?" asked Ash.
"Yes it is." said Breea. "And look what I got." She showed him her Pikachu.
"So you got a Pikachu too." said Ash. "What happened to the other Pokemon?"
"They were all taken by the time I got there." said Breea sadly.
"That's what you get for sleeping in." said Ash, shaking his head. "But a Pikachu's pretty cool. In fact, that was the Pokemon I started with when I first began my own journey. I think the two of you are going to do great."
"Thanks, Daddy." said Breea. "I need to change first, though." She went back up to her room and changed out of her pajamas. When she came back downstairs, she was wearing a pink diamante dress with short sleeves, white socks, and pink sneakers. Her hair was in a ponytail too. She had also packed some extra clothes into her backpack as she would be traveling a lot and would likely need some clean clothes every once in a while.
"What do you think, Daddy?" asked Breea.
"You look like you're ready for a party, not to go out training Pokemon." said Ash. "But still, you do look very nice."
"Thanks Daddy." said Breea. Then her stomach growled as she realized she hadn't eaten breakfast yet. "Maybe I should eat something first."
"That would be a good idea." said Ash. He grabbed a granola bar from the fridge and handed it to Breea. "This should do for now." Breea gobbled up the bar as quick as a Snorlax.
"Well, we certainly were hungry weren't we?" said Ash. He gave his daughter a big hug. "Good luck on your journey. And make sure you call me every once in a while."
"I will." said Breea. "Let's go Pikachu." she said. Soon, the two of them were out the door and out of sight.