Alrighty then. First, I want to say that the main in this story is neither an existing character or an OC in the technical sense. Technically. I mean, he's simply a generic pokemon trainer. The only aspect of his character I've thought of at this point is his name, what with the whole colour thing. Yes, it's designed to be humourous, but remember: that's the colour of the universe.
I mean, this is one of the only things I'll do where character is less important than events. I only hope my peculiar style of writing doesn't detract from what this is. Right. Now, that's out of the way...
A pitch black sky, devoid of stars. Or was it? The sky was full of them, really. It's just that there was... something... in the way. Not some galactic blanket, just a tiny shape at about the same height as the clouds. Something that small - maybe it was the size of a door - couldn't possibly obscure the entire sky. And yet, as the eye scanned the blackness for some light, in some desperate panicked frenzy, the shape was always there. Always, even when the eye shuts tightly in a vain attempt to recalibrate. The shape in the heavens was too small to cover pretty much anything, but let nothing pass. Nothing.
Cosmic Latte woke with the obvious cold sweat. He laughed, nervous, taking little solace in the fact that he didn't bolt upright and scream as the camera zoomed in on his tonsils. It was... 5:24 AM.
Cosmic Latte was obviously not his real name; rather, he'd chosen it when he 'began his journey in the world of Pokemon'. He'd chosen a colour for his name after some of the more famous trainers; Red, Yellow, Gold... You know, the masters. Cosmic Latte was an impressive sounding shade of beige.
Sadly, Latte was beginning to feel past hs prime. All those famous names had earned their titles before they'd even reached puberty, and here was Latte, still having nightmares in his home town at sixteen. 'Sigh,' he sighed, sighing.
When he eventually awoke, Latte decided to go out training. He wandered down to the Pokemon centre, to use the PC BOX system. He deposited the MAGIKARP he'd been hoping to evolve and withdrew... Ulqui, his Umbreon, Sora, his Gardevoir, and Ashcroft, his shiney Charizard. Ulqui and Sora were his pride and joy (not respectively), had freakishly high special attack and special defense (respectively) and had been a gift and his first catch (respectively), and Ashcroft had his utmost respect, having all around high stats and being the rare offspring of his Mother's Charizard. All three were around level 80.
Then Cosmic Latte walked into a tree. Things like that tended to happen when he started thinking about statistics.
