This is my first story and I am very keen on listening to responses. The responses will determine if I will continue writing the story or not. P.S. This is just the intro, so do not worry as the story progresses(maybe) their is love fantasy and friendship to follow. BTW still getting used to the story formats, sorry if this is difficult to read.

Tale of M

Chapter 1

As you all should probably know by now, every 5 years a new champion is chosen.

Albeit for different locations, the stories follow a very similar pattern.

Namely, you get a pokemon from the pokemon professor, one of three types, then you fight with and try to evolve your pokemon while still trying to get all the gym badges and so forth.

My story is a lot different.

I was born in Viridian City, so already I was not set out to be a champion.

This didn t bother me though as I was strong minded.

The glass is always half full kind of guy.

What bothered me, is that when I had reached the age of 10, I had received instructions that I would be a trainer for the coming Champion to battle.

This upset me very much as I always had motivation to travel and explore.

On the night of my 13th birthday I received the pokemon I was suppose to use.

A Rattata with manipulated DNA to function as a always the same level Pokemon.

I was never able to gain her affection, be it because of taste or the DNA.

On the age of 16, I was instructed to leave and fill my place on the path to Viridian City, so the Champion must fight me.

I did not take this instruction lightly, and beat every trainer who dared cross my path.

I was never a fan of battling Pokemon even though it made them strong, I found that they do not like it.

Except this Rattata, she was like a machine, only made to follow orders.

So when visiting my parents on night, I decided that enough was enough.

I ran away, forever. As I ran through the thick undergrowth, I saw the world for what it really was.

Filled with affectionate Pokemon ready to share their life tales and experiences with any body that happened to pass.

Every 3 steps I took I found a wild Pokemon, but for my own safety, I decided to run since I left Rattata at home.

Exhausted I slowed to a halt, and tried to catch my breath.

I was then that it happened.

I found myself a top a large mountain, a sharp resonating pain was coming from my shoulder.

I had been caught and dragged up by some Pokemon to its nest, high in the mountains.

I always had a fear of being eaten, so the sight of the large bird approaching really shocked me.

I decided to jump, taking my chances with the fall rather than the bird.

As I fell, I thought back. My life was not very eventful, I hope it does end here.