What up peoplezez
I'm deciding to go against my better judgment and start a second Pokémon story. Under normal circumstances, I would normally only start new stories in an archive if the previous one is done or is pretty much close to being done. However, I've decided to start it now so that I don't forget about it and not do it
I do not own Pokémon; I do own the characters and the story.
Enjoy
Zoroark used Focus Blast!
It's not very effective!
"Should've seen that coming" the boy playing the game muttered under his breath.
Volcanora used Hyper Beam!
"Crap" the boy grunted the noise signifying low health began. "Gotta make this next shot count."
Zoroark used Night Daze! Critical Hit!
"Yes" the boy exclaimed once the bug was knocked close to the fainting point.
"This is it" the boy whispered.
Zoroark used Flamethrower!
Volcanora fainted!
The boy stared at his game for a long time. He had done it. After spending two months leveling his Pokémon up, he defeated Champion Alder and the Elite Four for the first time. He know sat back and watched his character enter the hall of fame and enter his team in.
Hydreigon
Met at Victory Road
Lv. 94
Ferrothorn
Met at Chargestone Cave
Lv. 93
Golurk
Met at Dragonspiral Tower
Lv. 92
Galvantula
Met at Chargestone Cave
Lv. 94
Samurott
Met at Nuvema Town
Lv. 95
Zoroark
Met at Castelia City
Lv. 95
The boy sighed and leaned back on the lawn chair. He was a sixteen year old kid with brown hair and hazel eyes. He was wearing a grey vest over a black shirt he had cut the sleeves off at some point because he didn't like sleeves too much. He had a pair of grey pants that had tears at the knees for reasons he didn't know why. After a while he looked back at the game and saw that he was back at his room in Nuvema Town.
Great, now what he thought to himself.
He then began thought of everything he had done in the game: trade Celebi over so he could get Zorua, collect all eight badges, defeat Team Plasma and end their plans, and now officially defeat Alder and become the Champion. Then he remembered something he had been putting off for a while: hunt down the sages that had helped Team Plasma attempt to take control of the region.
Well there's that he thought.
He then headed west and came to the beach at the end. However, just as he was about to talk to Rood, he hears his mom's voice from inside the house.
"Brighton, could you help me with something" she called.
Brighton groaned and shoved the DS into his pocket. This wasn't exactly new to him. He had a theory that his mom was intentionally ruining his happiness because every time he was beginning to enjoy himself, his mom would always tell to do something, taking away all the momentum he had at what he was doing. Of course, seeing as she was his mom, there was no way he could say no. He opened the screen door and went to the kitchen, where his mom was finishing with the dishes.
"Could you take the garbage out" she asked.
Brighton rolled his eyes. He knew whenever his mom asked for help, he just ended doing all of the work. He agreed while putting his all black shoes on and went back outside. Not to his surprise, alone. When he was finished with his chores he decided to stay outside a little longer. It was nearing nighttime but the sun was still barely out. He made his way to the backyard and took a seat on a patio chair. He pulled his game out again and began helping Looker arrest all six sages. It took him nearly forty minutes just to get them all of them.
"That's that" he said cheerfully.
"Unknown…"
Brighton looked away from his game and looked around.
"What was that" he wondered.
"…Unknown…"
Brighton looked around frantically, trying to find the source of the noise. He looked at his game which began glowing white. He dropped his game and backed away breathing heavy.
"What the hell is going on here" he muttered.
Suddenly he saw seven letters with what seemed to be eyes on them come out of the game. They looked at him for a while before rearranging themselves into a word.
'Welcome'
Suddenly, they encircled Brighton and began spinning faster and faster. Finally, in a flash of white light, both the letters and Brighton disappeared. All the commotion got the attention of his mother, who opened the screen door and looked around.
"Brighton" she called once she saw the blank screen of the DS.
Deciding he had gone over to stay at his friend's house to play videogames, which is what he typically did during the summer, she sighed and closed the screen door.
Well, this is certainly going to be an interesting story. What will Brighton find when he gets to the Unova region? Will he be able to get back to his own world? Check out the next chapter to see what will happen.
Oh, and to Serenity in Virginia, sorry for stealing the basic plot of the prologue of your story, or should i say failed story. When you've already used most of the known ways to get to a world and don't want to repeat due to hatred of staleness, your options tend to be a little… low.
R&R, plz
NITRO PSYCHO OUT!