CloudStrike: Hey Everybody! This is my first fiction, so please Read,
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Disclaimer: He does not own Poke'mon or anything else, until later.
CloudStrike: On with the story. Ready?
LIGHTS. CARMERA. ACTION!
Prolouge
A man in a dark black cloak and hood glowed with Psycick Power. He floated above the ground and starred at the woman before him. A woman with a deep red cloak and hood stood about six feet away from him, arms crossed, and glowing with Ghost Power.
"Greff, you can't be serious." the woman said to the man. "You can't be serious about send our son away."
The man, Greff, spoke, "Not just the boy, but the girl too. They have..."
"No! I won't let you!" The woman cried, and shot a purple mist-like beam at him. Greff teleported out of the way and reapeared beside her.
"It will do us no good to keep them here, Alice." He said softly. "You know as well as I do, that if they stay, They'll be killed."
Alice whirled and tried to blast him again, but Greff caught her wrists.
"Please don't fight it, Alice. I don't want to leave them eather, but you know that we can't protect them from Elegg, not even with our powers."
Alice stopped struggling. A tear slid down her cheek. Greff took his hand and wipped away the tear.
"They'll be alright, don't worry." Alice fell into Greff's arms and cried, her hood coming off.
"Greff, I just can't stand to send them away! They won't even remember us!" As she cried, Greff stroked her long black hair.
"Yes they will." He said, "When they become of age, they'll remember us."
Alice looked up and pushed Greff's hood back, revealing his mane of firey red hair. "I'm sorry for shooting at you." She wispered.
Greff smiled. "It's all right." He said; then he put his arms around her and kissed her. "Let's go Alice." He said and they vanished from sight.
Chapter 1 New School Kid
Poke'High was the place where you come in dumb and come out smart. The teachers could handle classes in such a way that the students were eager to come back for more. Handling all the grades from 1 to 12, this place was huge. Located in Celadon City, it was close to the Gym, making the surrounding areas full of flowers and trees of all sorts.
But young Cloud Strike didn't notice to flowers or trees. The 16-year-old boy stood about 5' 8, light weight, and slitely tan skin. He had icy blue eyes, and spikey black hair with traces of red. He approched the school gates and waited for James to follow. James Freanson, Cloud's Gaurdian, was in his mid-twentys. Standing 5' 10, and average weight, he wasn't much to say about. He had blue hair, and always wore sunglasses.
"Com' on Cloud." He said entering the gate.
'I was waiting on you, SlowBro' Cloud thought as he entered behind him.
They went through the School dores and walked down the hallway.
"Okay...wich way is the managers place?" James asked to no-one in perticular.
A passing boy, well, passing by them heard the question. "You lookin' fer th' boss o' this place?" he said.
James looked down and said, "Yes."
The boy pointed behind him and said "Go down this hall, take a lef', a right, anotha' right, and it's the third door on th' lef' down that hall."
James thanked him and started walking, but stopped. 'Why aren't you in class, uh..?" He started.
"Names' Henry. I finished class a little early, so I got out earlier. By th' way, when th' bell rings, get to the walls as fast as ya can." Before James could ask 'why', Henry had left.
Cloud started walking and said, "Nice kid." James nodded and said,
"Okay, a left, a right, a left, and another left, or a left, a left, right, and another right or...Blast that kid for talking like a country hick!" Cloud glarred at him.
"Uh-huh James. Where you come from, what's the National Anthem?"
James rolled his eyes. "Oh give me a home, Where the buf-a-low roam, Oh give me a home on the range."
Cloud nodded, "Good; don't go bustin' on your own people. I think it's the ones who live in the high class cities that are hard to understand." James shrugged.
"By the way, it was left, right, right, and the third door on the left down the hall."
"Thank you Cloud."
They continued walking, and suddenly, a bell rang out. Nothing happened.
James smirked "What, I was expecting some sort of danger. How 'bout you Cloud? Cloud?" James looked to see Cloud up agents the wall, looking down the hall. (A/N: No rhyms intended.)
First, James felt the rumble. Then James looked down the hall and saw, Yikes! A sea of kids running in his direction. "AAAAAHHHHH!!!" James screamed and started running. It was like a stampede. James turned a corner and the kids followed like a wave. James was nearing the door, then he tripped. He didn't get up 'til he was stepped on the back five times, the head twice, and both legs seven times each.
James staggered to his feet, and tried to relocate his dislocated shoulder.
"Look at all probilities before making conclusions."
James whirled to see Cloud, untouched, smirking at him.
"Ha ha, thanks for the info." James muttered.
They finaly made thier way to the managers office and had Cloud addmited into the school.
"So your a transfer student from Johto, huh?" Asked the board director. Cloud nodded. "Well from the looks of these records, you've been on top of the line. Welcome to Poke'High." Cloud and James thanked him and left the office.
ITM11PKCloud would have a room at the school, paid for, and all expences taken care of. It was a week end, so Cloud took his time fixing his room.
"Look Cloud, if you need anything, just call me." James said pacing. Cloud nodded and put his clothes in a drore.
"Cloud, I'm very fond of you and I don't want anything to go wrong." Cloud nodded and put his clock on a night stand.
"You know that I'll be close by if you need me, so don't hesitate to call." Cloud nodded and moved his computer table next to his bed.
"Cloud, I..." James didn't finish. Cloud was starring at him with a poliet 'Shut up already' look on his face. "Oh, sorry." Cloud grinned.
"No problem. See ya James." he held out his hand. James smiled and shook it. He started out the door, then turned and tossed Cloud small package. James smiled and left, letting Cloud open the package.
It was a brand new cell-vidphone! Cloud looked up. "Thanks pal." He said, and James heard him.
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Cloud wasn't acsepted by the othe students imediotly. They made fun of him because he was a foriegner, among other things. He was sometimes bullied by the bigger football player kids, but that didn't happen much. No one talked tohim, he talked to no one. But his ability was his key, invisability. He could go through a crowd and come out on the other side without being noticed. When everybody was out to get you, that was tough. But, despite his rough start, he was not taken for foriegn foder for long.
He was the most diligent student in the whole school. His grades were top three, and he was second-to-none to most people. He joined several clubs at the school: Martial Arts, Computer Club, Video Gamers Guild, and Poke'mon Xtreams. In the Martail Arts Club, he won respect by beating the Master's HitmonChan in hand-to-hand combat, and by braking a cinder-block with his bare hand. In the Computer Club, he impressed everybody by hackingin to the boss's computer and setting a smalltime virus in his comp. In the VGG, he beat the records of almost all the games there. And in the Poke'mon Xtreams, he was proclaimed the new President of the Club for his skills and knolledge.
One day, Cloud got word from his Vice-Presidant, Frank, that the school finals were coming up. Cloud found out the there was going to be a competition, and the top three was going to receive a great prize.
Cloud smiled and rubbed his hands together. "Well Cloud, old boy." He said to himself. "It's time to take this place down once and for all."
He booted up his computer and started working.
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Outside the School.
A hooded man in a cape stood in a tall tree, looking down at Cloud. Cloud was by the window, typing away at his computer. Suddenly, the man glowed with Psycick Power. The arua flashed, and a bit went from the man to Cloud. It hit Cloud, and he jerked up. He looked out the window, into the trees, but saw nothing. He frowned, and went back to work. The man hovered ten feet above the ground watching Cloud.
"Go Cloud, take my powers with you." he said, then vanished.
End Chapter 1
CloudStrike: And, cut! Okay people, take five, that's a wrap.
James: How is it that you're in the story, but you also direct it?
CloudStrike:....I don't know! Oh, something else, James is not part of the Rockets.
James: I'm not?
CloudStrike: No you're not. Please R&R. I'll take questions, ideas, and give info. Reminder: Please no flames, or I'll use my Charizard on you MWA HA HA HA HA HAAA!!
Charizard:....Zzzzz....Zzzz...Char...iz...aaarddd.
CloudStrike:()();;;; Bye folks!
Disclaimer: He does not own Poke'mon or anything else, until later.
CloudStrike: On with the story. Ready?
LIGHTS. CARMERA. ACTION!
Prolouge
A man in a dark black cloak and hood glowed with Psycick Power. He floated above the ground and starred at the woman before him. A woman with a deep red cloak and hood stood about six feet away from him, arms crossed, and glowing with Ghost Power.
"Greff, you can't be serious." the woman said to the man. "You can't be serious about send our son away."
The man, Greff, spoke, "Not just the boy, but the girl too. They have..."
"No! I won't let you!" The woman cried, and shot a purple mist-like beam at him. Greff teleported out of the way and reapeared beside her.
"It will do us no good to keep them here, Alice." He said softly. "You know as well as I do, that if they stay, They'll be killed."
Alice whirled and tried to blast him again, but Greff caught her wrists.
"Please don't fight it, Alice. I don't want to leave them eather, but you know that we can't protect them from Elegg, not even with our powers."
Alice stopped struggling. A tear slid down her cheek. Greff took his hand and wipped away the tear.
"They'll be alright, don't worry." Alice fell into Greff's arms and cried, her hood coming off.
"Greff, I just can't stand to send them away! They won't even remember us!" As she cried, Greff stroked her long black hair.
"Yes they will." He said, "When they become of age, they'll remember us."
Alice looked up and pushed Greff's hood back, revealing his mane of firey red hair. "I'm sorry for shooting at you." She wispered.
Greff smiled. "It's all right." He said; then he put his arms around her and kissed her. "Let's go Alice." He said and they vanished from sight.
Chapter 1 New School Kid
Poke'High was the place where you come in dumb and come out smart. The teachers could handle classes in such a way that the students were eager to come back for more. Handling all the grades from 1 to 12, this place was huge. Located in Celadon City, it was close to the Gym, making the surrounding areas full of flowers and trees of all sorts.
But young Cloud Strike didn't notice to flowers or trees. The 16-year-old boy stood about 5' 8, light weight, and slitely tan skin. He had icy blue eyes, and spikey black hair with traces of red. He approched the school gates and waited for James to follow. James Freanson, Cloud's Gaurdian, was in his mid-twentys. Standing 5' 10, and average weight, he wasn't much to say about. He had blue hair, and always wore sunglasses.
"Com' on Cloud." He said entering the gate.
'I was waiting on you, SlowBro' Cloud thought as he entered behind him.
They went through the School dores and walked down the hallway.
"Okay...wich way is the managers place?" James asked to no-one in perticular.
A passing boy, well, passing by them heard the question. "You lookin' fer th' boss o' this place?" he said.
James looked down and said, "Yes."
The boy pointed behind him and said "Go down this hall, take a lef', a right, anotha' right, and it's the third door on th' lef' down that hall."
James thanked him and started walking, but stopped. 'Why aren't you in class, uh..?" He started.
"Names' Henry. I finished class a little early, so I got out earlier. By th' way, when th' bell rings, get to the walls as fast as ya can." Before James could ask 'why', Henry had left.
Cloud started walking and said, "Nice kid." James nodded and said,
"Okay, a left, a right, a left, and another left, or a left, a left, right, and another right or...Blast that kid for talking like a country hick!" Cloud glarred at him.
"Uh-huh James. Where you come from, what's the National Anthem?"
James rolled his eyes. "Oh give me a home, Where the buf-a-low roam, Oh give me a home on the range."
Cloud nodded, "Good; don't go bustin' on your own people. I think it's the ones who live in the high class cities that are hard to understand." James shrugged.
"By the way, it was left, right, right, and the third door on the left down the hall."
"Thank you Cloud."
They continued walking, and suddenly, a bell rang out. Nothing happened.
James smirked "What, I was expecting some sort of danger. How 'bout you Cloud? Cloud?" James looked to see Cloud up agents the wall, looking down the hall. (A/N: No rhyms intended.)
First, James felt the rumble. Then James looked down the hall and saw, Yikes! A sea of kids running in his direction. "AAAAAHHHHH!!!" James screamed and started running. It was like a stampede. James turned a corner and the kids followed like a wave. James was nearing the door, then he tripped. He didn't get up 'til he was stepped on the back five times, the head twice, and both legs seven times each.
James staggered to his feet, and tried to relocate his dislocated shoulder.
"Look at all probilities before making conclusions."
James whirled to see Cloud, untouched, smirking at him.
"Ha ha, thanks for the info." James muttered.
They finaly made thier way to the managers office and had Cloud addmited into the school.
"So your a transfer student from Johto, huh?" Asked the board director. Cloud nodded. "Well from the looks of these records, you've been on top of the line. Welcome to Poke'High." Cloud and James thanked him and left the office.
ITM11PKCloud would have a room at the school, paid for, and all expences taken care of. It was a week end, so Cloud took his time fixing his room.
"Look Cloud, if you need anything, just call me." James said pacing. Cloud nodded and put his clothes in a drore.
"Cloud, I'm very fond of you and I don't want anything to go wrong." Cloud nodded and put his clock on a night stand.
"You know that I'll be close by if you need me, so don't hesitate to call." Cloud nodded and moved his computer table next to his bed.
"Cloud, I..." James didn't finish. Cloud was starring at him with a poliet 'Shut up already' look on his face. "Oh, sorry." Cloud grinned.
"No problem. See ya James." he held out his hand. James smiled and shook it. He started out the door, then turned and tossed Cloud small package. James smiled and left, letting Cloud open the package.
It was a brand new cell-vidphone! Cloud looked up. "Thanks pal." He said, and James heard him.
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Cloud wasn't acsepted by the othe students imediotly. They made fun of him because he was a foriegner, among other things. He was sometimes bullied by the bigger football player kids, but that didn't happen much. No one talked tohim, he talked to no one. But his ability was his key, invisability. He could go through a crowd and come out on the other side without being noticed. When everybody was out to get you, that was tough. But, despite his rough start, he was not taken for foriegn foder for long.
He was the most diligent student in the whole school. His grades were top three, and he was second-to-none to most people. He joined several clubs at the school: Martial Arts, Computer Club, Video Gamers Guild, and Poke'mon Xtreams. In the Martail Arts Club, he won respect by beating the Master's HitmonChan in hand-to-hand combat, and by braking a cinder-block with his bare hand. In the Computer Club, he impressed everybody by hackingin to the boss's computer and setting a smalltime virus in his comp. In the VGG, he beat the records of almost all the games there. And in the Poke'mon Xtreams, he was proclaimed the new President of the Club for his skills and knolledge.
One day, Cloud got word from his Vice-Presidant, Frank, that the school finals were coming up. Cloud found out the there was going to be a competition, and the top three was going to receive a great prize.
Cloud smiled and rubbed his hands together. "Well Cloud, old boy." He said to himself. "It's time to take this place down once and for all."
He booted up his computer and started working.
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Outside the School.
A hooded man in a cape stood in a tall tree, looking down at Cloud. Cloud was by the window, typing away at his computer. Suddenly, the man glowed with Psycick Power. The arua flashed, and a bit went from the man to Cloud. It hit Cloud, and he jerked up. He looked out the window, into the trees, but saw nothing. He frowned, and went back to work. The man hovered ten feet above the ground watching Cloud.
"Go Cloud, take my powers with you." he said, then vanished.
End Chapter 1
CloudStrike: And, cut! Okay people, take five, that's a wrap.
James: How is it that you're in the story, but you also direct it?
CloudStrike:....I don't know! Oh, something else, James is not part of the Rockets.
James: I'm not?
CloudStrike: No you're not. Please R&R. I'll take questions, ideas, and give info. Reminder: Please no flames, or I'll use my Charizard on you MWA HA HA HA HA HAAA!!
Charizard:....Zzzzz....Zzzz...Char...iz...aaarddd.
CloudStrike:()();;;; Bye folks!