So here we are with my first pokemon story. I've been catching up on my childhood lately, and I have rediscovered my undying love for pokemon! Now, even though MANY authors have done stories similar to the situation "OC starts his/her journey with best friend pokemon and rises to the top". I'm not saying those are bad, I'm just saying that I hope that you'll enjoy mine, despite the huge competition.

So, without further ado, I present the first chapter of Unstoppable!

I watched my father as he trained with his Hitmonlee. The two were really giving it their all, and I was almost worried one of them would get hurt. Almost. To tell the truth, my father and his hitmonlee, who was named "Orton", had been training one another for the past ten years. Why, you may ask? Well, every ten years my town holds a tournament where the trainers and pokemon fight together at the same time. Winner gets ten grand. But, my father only made it to fourth place last year, so ever since then he and Orton have been spent hours throwing punches and kicks, learning new moves and combos while bonding together in the process.

I couldn't help but chuckle as my father was rainbow kicked by Orton, causing him to collapse to the ground with a large 'thud'! Orton seemed surprised by the power he had just displayed, and cautiously walked towards my father's side. Orton squatted down as he gently nudged my father. He didn't react. I was getting a little worried. Was Dad alright? Orton glanced at me sheepishly, and gave me a look that had guilty written all over it.

But right then, my father leaped to his feet, and grabbed Orton in a chokehold. Orton's eyes widened, and he instantly began to fight back with all his power. Dad shook his head, and leaned in close towards Orton.

"You better give up, buddy!" He hissed. "Don't want my best friend dying on me!" Orton narrowed his eyes, and continued to struggle. I felt sort of bad for the hitmonlee, so I decided to help him. I reached for my camera, which laid by my side. I grabbed a hold of it, and checked to make sure the flash was on. Satisfied by the working flash, I aimed the camera at my father.

"Hey Dad," I called. "Smile!" Confused, my father glanced towards me, and that's when I took the shot. The flash blinded him for a mere second, but in that short time period Orton had escaped and placed Dad in a sleeper hold. Dad glared at me, and finally tapped. Orton instantly released my father, and waited for him to get to his feet. When Dad did get up, he pointed at me.

"You," he growled, with a hint of laughter. "You cost me my victory!" I burst out laughing, and shrugged.

"What can I say?" I said. "I have a soft spot for pokemon." Dad nodded, and placed his hands on his hips.

"Yup, you do." He muttered. Then he raised and eyebrow. "Samuel, we need to get you a pokemon. You know that, right?" I bit my lip, and clutched my camera a bit tighter.

To be honest, I never really wanted to become a trainer. Dad had met Mom when he was a trainer on his own journey, and one day they had narrowly survived a gyarados attack. But that had left my dad in the hospital with a six week coma. My mom had become kind of overprotective of me, and I guess she didn't want me to become a trainer. So, I decided to focus my time on photography, which helped me earn a little bit of extra money for my family. But Dad had always wanted me to become a trainer, just like him. But, even at the age of sixteen, I still had never owned a pokemon. We had some, but Orton was Dad's ever since he first became a trainer, and Aelita, a clefairy, belonged to my little sister.

I shrugged again, and turned towards Orton. "I don't know, Dad." I muttered. "I mean, I hear the stories from Mom. And I just... I just don't know." I turned to face Dad. "I mean, what if I'm not ready?" Dad gave me a sympathetic smile, and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Son," he said gently. "Sometimes you have to take risks in life. I remember that gyarados attack, and let me tell you something. I was knocked into that coma because I saved your mom's life. And the minute I woke up, I confessed my feelings for her." I stared at my dad blankly. Mom had never told me that side of the story before. Why would she not tell me that?

Before I could say anything, Dad patted my back. "OK, son," he said. "Let's go get some lunch. Your mom said she was making grilled cheese sandwiches." My head immediately perked up. Damn my obsession for grilled cheese. If there was thing I would love to spend the rest of my life eating, it would be grilled cheese sandwiches.

Orton also shared my love for food, and he took hold of our hands and literally dragged us back to the house.

Our house was not anything special. Our town was on the side of a mountain, and we lived about two miles away. Our house was two stories, and was made of the finest wood. It had many large windows so we can see the stars at night. Our backyard consisted of a vegetable garden, which belonged to my older brother, Terrance. Terrance was always a guy for gardening, and next to Mom, he was the best chef in Cliffside Town. My little sister, Janet, had always wanted to be a nurse, so she worked as a volunteer at the local pokemon center. Anyway, our backyard also expanded into a clearing, which was where Dad and Orton would train.

We were a rather happy family. young, thirteen year old Janet had just gotten her first boyfriend, and eighteen year old Terrance was making plans for college. Dad was one of the most well known people in town, and mom was, as said before, the best chef. Me? I was actually kind of a loner. I had friends and all, but I mostly preferred to be by myself. That way, I could focus on my photography more.

Orton had finally led us into the house, where Mom was just finishing her cooking. Janet was already seated at the table, and was getting pretty annoyed when Aelita continued to beat her at Rock Paper Scissors. Terrance was setting up the table, humming a small tune to himself.

Orton immediately took his normal spot right by Aelita, and Terrance sat across from him, next to me. I sat across from Janet, who was still angry about her clefairy beating her at a simple game. Dad took his spot at the head of the table, while Mom began to serve us. The sweet aroma of the grilled cheese simply melted in my nose, and my mouth began to water. I know, I have a problem.

Mom finally took her spot across from Dad, and we all bowed our heads and said grace. After that, we began to eat our food. Well, Orton and I simply scarfed ours down and then reached for more. Janet and Terrance chuckled as Mom looked annoyed at our antics. Orton and I glanced at one another, and grinned. Orton could eat as much as he wanted simply because he worked out twenty four seven. I could eat as much as I wanted because I was the type of guy who remained scrawny even though I could out-eat a snorlax.

Janet shook her head, and began to whisper to Aelita. For some reason, my sister had a special bond with her clefairy that pretty much allowed her to communicate directly with her. I usually shrugged it off, preferring to stay out of Janet's business.

After a few minutes of lunch, Terrance finally spoke up. "So, I'm applying for Lavender Town college." He announced. All our heads perked up.

"Isn't Lavender Town that haunted place with all of those ghost pokemon?" Janet asked. Terrance shrugged.

"Yeah," he admitted. "But the college is really great, and it's rather hard to get into it. I was on the phone with the agent the other day, and they're willing to accept me." At that moment, we realized how big this was for Terrance. He was accepted in one of the top colleges in Kanto! Dad laughed, and patted Terrance's back.

"That's my son." He praised. Terrance puffed his chest out a little. Mom clapped her hands.

"I'm so proud of you." She said, tears of joy threatening to leak out of her eyes. My mom was always kind of a emotional person. Terrance nodded, and began to speak again.

"And also," he said. "A pokemon is required for the school, so I hope you guys like him." We all waited as he pulled out a pokeball. He tossed it into the air, and out of it came a murkrow. It let out a caw as it perched itself on Terrance's head. My brother smiled, and pointed at the murkrow. "Guys, this is my murkrow, Yen." The murkrow, or Yen, let out another caw as it sat down on Terrance's head, making himself comfortable.

"He's so cute!" Janet exclaimed. Aelita immediately nodded her head in agreement, staring at the black, witch like bird.

Dad nodded his head in approval. "A murkrow," he said. "I haven't seen one in years." Yen let out another caw, which made us all chuckle. Terrance reached into his bag again.

"They also sent me another pokeball as an extra," he told us. "So I decided to give it to Sam." He handed me a pokeball, and I stared at it in shock.

"M-Me?" I asked. Terrance nodded, not noticing my Dad's victory dance in the background. I gulped. "Are you sure?"

Terrance nodded. "I know you're a bit hesitant about becoming a trainer, but I thought it would be good for you to have a pokemon anyway." Mom seemed a bit hesitant, but I could also see some hint of approval.

Dad immediately jumped out of his seat, and took hold of my hand. "This'll be great, Samuel!" He cried out. After lunch we'll head out to find you a pokemon!" I nodded nervously, and forced a smile on my face.

"Sounds great, Dad." I muttered. In truth, I was quite nervous. But at the same time excited. Our town had many wild pokemon around the area, so there was quite a variety of options. I glanced at the rest of the family, including the pokemon, and they all seemed to be encouraging me. Well, it probably took a little bit more effort from Mom, which I could totally understand.

I sighed, and mentally prepared myself.

...

The sun was high as Dad and I walked down a small path which led deeper into the mountain. Dad was rambling on about the different pokemon there were. Of course, I knew most of what he said, but out of respect I let him continued. I gripped my pokeball tighter, and glanced at Orton, who walked a few feet behind us. Orton gave me a sympathetic look. It almost seemed like he knew exactly what I was going through.

"Who knows," my Dad said. "You might catch an onix for all we know! Or maybe a zubat! They're good for first timers." He thought for a moment. "Bug types are very common, but I haven't seen any lately." Right then, we all heard something behind us.

In a moment of what I knew was pure stupidity, I whirled around and chucked my pokeball at whatever it was. Then we heard the pokeball capture whatever the thing was. We glanced at the pokeball, which was shaking a little bit. It shook for only a second, before coming to a stop.

"You caught it." My Dad stated blankly. Orton walked towards the pokeball, and picked it up. He then approached me, and dropped it in my hands. I stared at it in shock as the hitmonlee walked a few feet away, waiting for what it was. My dad was peeking over my shoulder, encouraging me to open the pokeball.

Honestly, I was as nervous as hell. I had absolutely no idea what I had just caught, and I was worried it might be something disappointing. Taking a deep breath, I tossed the pokeball in the air, and the pokemon inside it beamed out. We all stared at the creature that looked up at us.

I had caught a sandshrew.

Dad patted me on the shoulder, expressing his pride for me. "It's a female." He said. I glanced at him briefly, but decided to drop it. Dad had been a trainer for a long time, so he obviously knew what he was talking about. Dad smiled as the sandshrew made its way towards me. Slowly, I bent down, and held out my arms.

She climbed in them with almost no hesitation, and she made a soft cooing sound. I couldn't help but smile. I couldn't believe it! I had caught my very first pokemon! (Even if it was by dumb luck.) Then Dad spoke up.

"What are you gonna name her, Samuel?" He asked. I paused for a moment, before glancing down at my sandshrew. She looked up at me with the cutest eyes possible. I smiled, and answered.

"Terra." I said. "Her name is Terra." Terra let out a cry of joy upon hearing her new name, and she did a comical little dance. I looked at Dad and Orton, who were trying to hold in their laughter. But soon they burst out laughing, and so did I. I then picked up Terra, and placed her on my shoulder. She balanced on it with surprising ease. I glanced at my new pokemon, and I smiled.

But little did I know, this was just the beginning.

And that's a wrap! Did you love it? Hate it? Let me know! I actually had trouble deciding what to make Sam's first pokemon. At first I was thinking murkrow, but I gave that to Terrance. Then I thought about zubat, but I decided to boot that one out too. I was almost gonna go with pinsir, but Google convinced my to go with sandshrew.

References:

The name Orton is a reference to Randy Orton, a wrestler currently signed under the WWE.

The name Aelita is a reference to Aelita Hopper, one of the main characters to the Fench television series Code Lyoko.

Yen is the official currency of Japan.

Terra is Latin for earth, and is also a reference to Terra, a DC comics character who had the ability to control earth.

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