Pokemon: Unown Alchemy Version Chapter 1: The Journey Begins, a pokémon fanfic

Author's Note: Sorry it took so long, but it's finally here, Chapter 1: Journey Begins. Enjoy :)

Pokémon TM

Unown Alchemy Version

PROLOGUE

On the Computer, in a gmail video appeared a Unovan man with hair like Professor Juniper's father, green shirt, khaki pants, black dress shoes and white lab coat.

"Hello, there!" He introduced. "Glad to meet you! Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is UNTHORN. People usually refer to me as the Pokémon PROFESSOR. This world..."

He then pulls out a crystal blue Poke ball, tosses it in the air and from it came an Unown in the form of an "A".

"...is inhabited," He continues. "Far and wide by creatures called Pokémon. For some people, Pokémon are pets. Others use them for battling. As for myself... I study the Hidden Power inside Pokémon as a profession."

He then returns the Unown into its Poke ball and puts it in his pocket.

"That's enough about me for now," He continues. "Tell me a little about yourself. Now tell me. Are you a boy or a girl?"

Then appeared a box with two options: "BOY" and "GIRL". Since I am a boy, I chose "BOY".

"My curiosity is building up now," His voice says in excitement. "Could you please tell me your name?"

He really wants to know my name.

So I typed my name: Whispladin.

"So," His voice says. "'Whispladin' is your name."

Then appears on the screen a young man that looks like Blue (From Fire Red) but with a black Mohawk haircut and a gauntlet with an Unown eye on the top.

"And this is my assistant. He has been studying Unown as well, but to only to gain an Unown Alchemist's ultimate power and not to just follow my footsteps. But my memory of his name is fading, probably because of my Unown studies. Do you know his name?"

I'm sure his name was Unown, because that's what he always called himself.

So I typed in "Unown".

"So that was his name!" He finally realizes.

"Now Whispladin," He continues. "Your own Pokémon legend is about to be Un-vailed. A world of Un-known power is about to be released Un-pon you. Enough with the Unown puns, let your journey begin."

CHAPTER 1: JOURNEY BEGINS

DREAMSTATE

I see a man in archaeologist clothing floating in a mysterious space realm; surrounded by Unown no less.

"Where the heck am I!?" he says in a voice similar to mine.

Wait, why does his voice sound like mine?

DAY 1

I suddenly wake up after that strange dream. I am in my black pajama pants and shirt with Unown eyes in random patterns.

What a strange dream...

"Whispladin!" calls a motherly voice. "Professor Unthorn will be here in one hour; you better get ready before he gets here."

"Yes mom," I call to the motherly voice. "I understand!"

"Hurry and get dressed!" Yells a fatherly voice. "We don't want to send a bad message to Caesar's Arcenoid!"

"Not Arcenoid," I yelled as I hurried some decent clothes on.

"That's right son," the fatherly voice calls again.

"Why do you threaten him with that?" mom asks as I run down the stairs trying to put my belt on.

Mom has an Isis' Sisi designed apron with her hair in a long ponytail and having her good outfit on to impress the professor.

"You should know sweetheart," the fatherly voice says to mom. The voice came from a man about a foot taller than mom with buzz cut hair (Think of Lt. Surge but with brown hair).

That's my dad for ya.

"Caesar is a god after creating Arcenoid," Dad explains. "His old signature Plazknight is now caste into the void due to it not fitting his liking. Basically, if Caesar doesn't like the way you look, he will discard you; or that's what my dad said."

"I'm ready for Professor Unthorn," I say when dad was done talking about Arcenoid and Plazknight.

"Alright son," Dad moves on. "Get some breakfast in you and wait for the professor."

I nod to dad and go to my bowl of cereal mom made for me. Both mom and dad look at me eating my bowl of cereal with happy and sad eyes.

"This will be his last bowl of cereal at home," Mom says as I eat my cereal. "I won't see him eat cereal in this house again."

"Your right," Dad continues the conversation. "He will also won't be seeing me train my Unraven."

"Your right dad," I say to him as I finished my bowl of cereal. "I won't see Unraven grow further. But I can train my own Unown Pokémon though. Who knows, I could raise a Unraven who will rival your Unraven."

"We will see about that son," Dad says just before the doorbell rings.

"Here," Mom says. "I will wash your dishes while you answer the door."

I walk to the door and open it. What appeared before me was the exact same person from the email. Professor Unthorn this time has a Cheshire smile on his face this time.

"Welcome Professor Unthorn," I say while welcoming him in.

"So you are Whispladin," Professor Unthorn says to me while walking in. "And you must be his mother, you look quite beautiful this morning."

Professor Unthorn holds moms hand and tries to kiss it, but dad interrupts this ritual.

"I don't think that will be needed for our son to become a Novice Unown Alchemist."

Professor Unthorn stands up strait and regains his composure.

"You're right," he says as he turns to me. "Shall we go get your Unown from the dimensional rift?"

"Why do I need to go there?", I ask. "Can't we just get one from the fields?"

"That is a good question," Professor Unthorn explains. "We need an Unown that hasn't adapted to the Unown Region. But the Unown also needs to have a unique Power only you can bring about in it. You will find out how you summon a unique power inside it when we get there."

"Good luck son," Dad says to me.

"Be careful," Mom warns.

"She's right you know," dad explains. "The rift is where the Unown are most powerful."

"Unown in the rift are dangerous, true," Professor agrees with dad. "But there is still a possibility of you making a bond with an Unown in the rift. So let's get moving, I will be waiting outside when you are ready."

As he walks out the door, Dad's Unraven flies in.

Unraven has two Unown eyes connected with a line. One leg comes from the bottom of each eye along with big wings from the left of the left eye and right side of the right eye. Its head looks like a Zapdos but with a shorter beak and connects to the two Unown Eyes with a double neck.

Unraven looks at with worry in its read eyes.

Dad comes over and pats Unraven on the head. "Don't worry son," Dad explains. "Unraven is just worried about you, since you two knew each other since you were a baby."

"Raaa," Unraven says in agreement.

Everyone has a last laugh as a whole family.

"If I don't get going soon," I say. "Arcenoid will give me an omen."

"Then get going son," Dad encourages. "And have fun."

"We will miss you," Mom says. "I hope you visit."

"I will," I say to mom and turn to Unraven. "Take care of mom while I'm gone."

Unraven rubs against my chest in agreement.

"Make sure you take care of dad too," I add in.

Unraven at that moment glares at dad, informing him he has his back always.

I hug mom and dad just before I walk out the door. Mercury Town is like any town in Unown: an all metallic town made of Unsteel. On the east side is the dock that will take us to the Rift while on the west side is the professor's lab. And south are just a couple more houses. Waiting a couple feet is Professor Unthorn, so I go to him.

"So you ready to go?" Professor Unthorn asks.

"Yes I am," I answer.

"Great," He says with invigoration as he turns east. "Let's hurry to the docks, Unown and Nysmine is waiting for us."

That's right; my childhood friend is also doing this too.