Chapter one – The Rodent and the Rattata
A couple miles off Pallet Town, a family at their usually pokemon ranch were helping out the newest member of the family to start his pokemon journey, pick his pokemon.
The family was a large in number but also individual characters. Together it seemed more like a display of body builders. All running around the ranch at all the different pokemon was twins John and Brad, the oldest Ken, the youngest Steve and the biggest of them all their father Joel.
But amongst these fine specimen of men, was the odd ball of the family. The black sheep himself. Tim. Being small and rather weedy looking he didn't stand out at all compared to the others. In fact not many people would of guessed they were related.
Firstly because of his appearance. Whilst the others all dressed in sports wear clothing like Tracksuits and jerseys he stood in a white fully done shirt and grey trousers which were pulled quite high and held with a belt.
All his brothers copied their father's short back and side's army style hair cut whilst Tim had long shaggy hair going down to his faint jaw line.
Tim wore glasses which didn't help out at all especially when they where almost as big as his face. Typically he was a stereotype nerd. But Tim used his abilities in knowledge in pokemon research and already has developed a great system in his laptop rivalling even Professor oak's pokedex itself. Tim carried his laptop anywhere. When ever he saw a new pokemon he would type of info straight of and snap picture to match.
Anyhow, more of his research had to wait for now he was under great peer pressure by his brothers.
"What you need is a huge pokemon, built like a machine" shouted out John and Brad in unison making hand gestures to show of huge muscles.
"Yeah, that's right. Something that can really deliver a heavy punch" agreed Ken.
His brothers then ran at pokemon. Ken got hold of a machop "Look at those biceps Tim" Ken boasted as he squeezed the machops now tensing arm.
"Wow, check out this Geodude". Tim turned around to see Brad and John on both arms of a geodude and started to get juggled.
"This ones for you Tim" Steve sprouted from no where riding a Rhyhorn.
Finally taking enough Tim lost it. "NO" he screamed a loud making every one stop.
"I DON'T WANT A POKEMON BECAUSE OF ITS HUGE MUSCLES OR SIZE OK".
Tim got out of breath and pulled out his inhaler for help to regain it.
"Tim". He heard the voice of his father and was ready to take a lecture about strong pokemon.
"You can choose what ever pokemon you want to" his father continued completely throwing Tim's suspicions away.
"Really" Tim said excitedly and received a hefty nod from his father. With that Tim dashed of after placing his laptop into its bag.
The ranch his family have always chosen their first pokemon, had a huge selection of pokemon since it was such a massive area of land. Tim ran around for not to long before getting tired.
After a couple intakes of his inhaler he carried on with now a slower pace. Jolting his head to all areas of the environment near him Tim couldn't find anything he really wanted.
First he passed a couple nidorans. Both male and female. Then a flock of pidgeys and spearow flew by. Tim even saw a few pikachus, but wasn't interested in any of them.
"Oh" Tim moaned "I'll never find a pokemon I likkeeeeeee".
Giving a small yelp as he stumbled over his own feet Tim rolled. Finally coming to a halt at the bottom of the hill.
Finding him self covered in twigs and berries Tim realised he crashed into a pokemon's nest.
Looking around for any contact of the owner of the nest Tim saw a bush right beside him shutter slightly.
"Hello" Tim whispered gently as he peered through the bush. With a small squeak Tim found a small Rattata looking on edge from the shock of his home being crushed by a falling human.
"I'm really sorry about destroying your nest" Tim apologized and received another small squeak.
"I know it must be hard for you living with all these bigger pokemon" Tim said to the Rattata.
"It's the same for me too" Tim continued not noticing the Rattata coming closer slowly.
"I live in a house with 4 brothers who are obsessed with sports. And my Dad jeez. I'm sure he gets disappointed in me for not wanting to do sports. Huh"?
When Tim stopped speaking and finally came back down to earth he found that the once frightened Rattata was snow upon his lap staring at him with gleaming eyes and a curved smile showing his great front teeth.
"Hey, there" Tim greeted the tiny pokemon. "taa ta" the Rattata replied.
"I guess you realise where both alike Huh?" Tim asked getting a nod in reply.
"Yeah, Rattata how do you say about being my pokemon, I mean my friend" Tim asked once more getting a nod but this time much more enthusiastic about it.
"Hey dad I finally choose one" Tim shouted to his family as he came over the hill.
"Oh good you got a Tyrogue I hope" replied Brad
"Naw, you got Machop right" argued John.
Now near them Tim just shook his head with a smile. "This" Tim said happily lifting his arm.
The next second Rattata ran up from behind his shoulder down his arm and into his hand.
His family stood in silence for a while.
Then laughter broke it.
"Ha, good one Tim" laughed Steve.
"Oh yeah, that's a good joke Tim" laughed Ken.
Rattata getting cross and upset jumped from Tim's hand and dashed away into the forest.
"Rattata come back" Tim cried after it "Thanks guys now look what you've done" Tim cried to them then ran after Rattata.
"Tim wait" his father shouted after him following Tim into the forest.
"Rattata, Rattata" Tim shouted aloud. Searching the bushes and trees as he ran along the thick forest.
"TAAAAA" Tim heard from the distance a screech from his Rattata. With this he sprinted at top speed for his pokemon.
"Rattata, RATTATA" Tim shouted louder and louder as he ran hoping for all to find his new pokemon and his new friend.
Now his muscles aching, and sweat pouring from him. Never had Tim ran so fast. Usually he had past out or give up by now but this was the first time he had ran for a purpose. With the life of Rattata on the line Tim couldn't stop.
"Rattata" Tim gave one last shout as he finally found him.
"ta" Rattata screeched to Tim with fear as it was cornered by Beedrill. Then one of the Beedrill swiped down at Rattata.
"No" Tim shouted diving in front grabbing Rattata in his arms, now the Beedrill cornered Tim.
"Don't worry Rattata, I wont let them hurt you" Tim held on to Rattata tight in his arms.
Rattata watched as the Beedrill lifted their stings. Rattata watched as the Beedrill came in closer and closer until.
"Primeape, focus punch". The next second the scene was full of fleeing Beedrill.
As both Rattata and Tim opened their eyes and looked up they saw the face of Joel, Tim's father stood over them.
"DAD" Tim cried with happiness to his father rescues him. "I'm sorry I…"
"Don't worry about anything Tim". His dad interrupted.
"But dad, I'm sorry for being weak, I'm sorry for wanting Rattata and not some huge pokemon".
As Tim cried apologize, Joel lifting his hand up to Tim's cheek wiping away a tear. Tim looked up to see his father smiling down at him.
"Your not weak Tim. In fact you're as strong as all your brothers but together".
Tim slowed his tears but now became confused. "But how, that doesn't make any sense".
"Strength isn't about how much you can lift, or how far you can run Tim. Its about this".
Joel poked Tim in his chest "My major pectoral"? Tim asked as he saw where the finger was placed.
"Ha, no Tim. Your heart. You have such a caring heart and combined with your head you can be the strongest anyone can possibly be"
Tim looked at Rattata who sat on his shoulder. The two gave a fulfil stare. Then Joel continued.
"That Rattata has great potential too, train him well and you two will go far".
With that Rattata jumped by at Joel. Catching Rattata in mid air he was attack by hugs and praise.
Joel laughed as Rattata returned to Tim's shoulder.
"Come on let's head home, it's almost mid-day".
With his back pack full and his laptop in place Tim was saying his final good byes to his family.
"Have a good time Tim" waved Steve
"Train that Rattata to be strong Tim" waved Ken
"Cya latter Tim, cya later Rattata" waved Brad and John.
"Remember what I told you Tim" smiled Joel.
Tim nodded at his father and then gave is final words "Steve, Brad, John and Ken. I leave here today as small and weak, but I swear that I can prove to you all that big isn't better, and that good things really do come in small packages".
All his brothers gave a look which was better then anything they could have said. It was a look that Tim has never seen before. A look of acceptance, of respect and acknowledgment.
Before he turned to leave he ran at his father giving his last hug for a while. Both squeezing tight, Tim knew is dad had always been different to Tim because of his size and wanted to protect him, but finally he was letting him go.
Joel watched his son walk into the high mid day sun, until the rays blinded him of further view, and quietly to him self he said "Go Tim, go and show the world what your made of".