I don't really have much to say. So, I'm just going to say I hope you like my new FerrisWheelShipping story, and I don't own Pokemon!
A LEGEND OF HEROES: A WORLD TURNED GRAY
Chapter 1: Tater Otter And Friends!
I was sitting downstairs, waiting impatiently for my two best friends, Cheren and Bianca, to get here already. My mom was rambling on about how she had met my dad, how much he loved to battle, and all that junk as I blew my twenty third spearmint gum bubble. Today, we were all getting our own Pokemon. I'd been waiting four years, and the Prof. had finally decided that we were ready. Cheren was the oldest of us, having turned fourteen January 11th. My birthday was in August, the second. Today was October 24th, Bianca's fourteenth birthday had been yesterday. We had her party and all, but today, we were finally going to become full fledged trainers! Bianca had been late, again, so Cheren left my house to go and get her.
"I just can't believe that my little girl is going on an adventure!"
"I'm not little mom." She laughed, being used to my blunt, sarcastic, tough guy personality.
"Well Touko, you aren't exactly the tallest fourteen year old out there." I scowled. She knew I didn't like it when people mentioned my being short. I mean, Bianca was taller than me. I stared at the blue present box with the green ribbon that Professor Juniper had dropped off, wanting more than anything to open it. Suddenly the front door swung open.
"WHITE!" Bianca ran ahead of Cheren, tackling me with a hug, using my last/nick name that everybody, well, most everybody called me. My mom doesn't because she's my mom, and Cheren doesn't because he's a buzz kill. And he says it's not proper enough.
"Eh, uh, Bianca?"
"Yes White?"
"You do remember that hugs aren't my favorite, right?" She immediately let go, fixing her green hat on her head of blonde hair.
"Bianca was just dilly dallying, as usual." Cheren commented, adjusting his red glasses.
"I'm SOOOOOO SOOOO SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry you guys!"
"It's alright, now, let's go upstairs and pick out our Pokemon!" I grinned at my friends, grabbing the box and running upstairs with Bianca, Cheren acting all mature and walking, as usual.
"What kids..." He mumbled, my mom giggling at us. I set the box down on the table in my room. We all eyed it, almost drooling.
"Well, Bianca's birthday was the most recent, so she should get first pick." Cheren reasoned.
"Ohhh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!" Bianca yelled, hugging Cheren around his waist. He got all red in the face, trying to pry her off. I smiled a little bit. What an idiot. Why doesn't he just ask her out already? Bianca ripped the ribbon off of the box, throwing the top onto my nearby bed. She picked up all three Pokeballs in her arms, pressing the buttons in the middles of them, and throwing them up into the air. An odd looking blue Pokemon, Oshawott, a red one, Tepig, and a sassy looking green Pokemon, Snivy, with crossed arms refusing to even look at any of us. "Oh, they're all so cute!" Bianca grabbed and squeezed Snivy's cheeks, the grass type reacting immediately and swatting her hands away with it's vines.
"Ouch!" Cheren and I sweat dropped, she kinda deserved it.
"Snivy already knows Vine Whip, she must be strong." Cheren commented.
"And mean..." Bianca pouted.
"Don't you guys think that we should read the letter first?" I picked up the crumpled piece of paper from the ground. They nodded, so I read it aloud.
"Hello and congratulations to you three for finally getting your first Pokemon! There are three in all, one for each of you. The blue Pokemon is Oshawott, the red one is Tepig, and finally, the only female of the bunch, Snivy! Please settle your choices politely children, I know how rowdy you all can get, especially you White." I knew what she had been talking about, I had been in quite a few fights before. Of course, I had won them all. Don't underestimate me, I'm a lot stronger than I look. "One thing though, Snivy can be a bit difficult at times, so I wouldn't recommend that Bianca take her. Don't worry though, I'm sure that once Snivy bonds with one of you, she'll become a great companion! Have fun! -Professor Juniper"
"I've decided!" Bianca yelled suddenly.
"Which one did you pick?" I asked. Bianca grabbed Oshawott and held him high up in the air, the water type enjoying the attention. She began petting and playing with the Pokemon.
"Oshawott is just so cute, I couldn't say no to that face!" Cheren and I smiled at her.
"Alright, well Touko's birthday was most recent after Bianca's so you should go next." I stared at Snivy, both of us with our arms crossed. Glaring at each other, we might as well been using Leer, but neither of us were intimidated by the other.
"That's alright, I'll choose last." Cheren looked like he had been about to say something, but stopped. It was no use arguing with me, I was far too stubborn. Once I decided on something, there wasn't any going back.
"Well then, I pick Tepig." He patted the pig like Pokemon's nose. I raised an eyebrow at my childhood friend, for ten years we'd all been best friends.
"Really? I thought you wanted Snivy, she seems more like your style." Cheren shrugged his shoulders, something unusual for him.
"I did originally, but I don't think I want a Pokemon that won't listen to me." I shrugged my own shoulders.
"Alright." I walked in front of Snivy. "I guess you and me are partners from here on out."
"Sni." It stuck it's nose up at me, and yeah I was offended. What a roller coaster ride this is going to be.
"Well then, that's that! Oh, I know! Let's have Pokemon battle!" Bianca grinned like a Gengar about to scare the puke out of a little girl. But not so creepy.
"Honestly Bianca..." Cheren pushed up his glasses.
"What?" She replied, looking up from Oshawott who desperately began pulling on her shirt for attention.
"Even they're still weak Pokemon, you shouldn't have Pokemon battles inside a house." Cheren explained to her, Bianca's wide green eyes taking it all in. She stood up, ruffling red faced Cheren's hair.
"Don't be a worrywart! These little ones are weak, just like you said! We have to let them battle so they'll get stronger, right White?"
"I don't know Bianca..."
"Oh come on you guys!"
"Hey now, you're not the one who's room is at stake here." I crossed my arms at her.
"Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaassssssssee! Pleasepleaseplease White!" I sighed.
"Fiiine."
"Yay!" The blonde quickly embraced me, before stepping back to the other side of the room. "Get ready for a Pokemon battle!"
"Osha!" Oshawott happily wobbled in front of Bianca.
"Snivy?" I called to the grass type. She made her way in front of me at her own pace. We all knew what moves the Pokemon would know, Cheren had drilled them all into our brains.
"Okay, Oshawott, use Tackle!" Oshawott clumsily tried to slam itself into Snivy.
"Dodge it." Snivy used Vine Whip instead, stopping Oshawott in it's tracks and knocking him onto the ground. I decided to ignore this first instance of Snivy not listening to me.
"Oh no! Poor Oshawott! You can get up buddy, I know you can!" Oshawott struggled to his feet, but the little guy looked determined. "Use Tail Whip!" Oshawott wagged it's little tail at us, and I guess that was supposed to lower Snivy's defense.
"Use Leer Snivy." If you haven't noticed, this first battle hadn't been nearly as exciting as I thought it would be. Maybe Cheren would be more of a challenge... Snivy, again, didn't listen to me, but instead used Tackle on Oshawott. "Snivy!" I yelled. The ignoring me was getting old. She barely looked back at me, sticking her nose up.
"Sni." Suddenly Snivy started using Vine Whip again.
"RUN AWAY OSHAWOTT!" Bianca yelled at her Pokemon, acting far too dramatic. Oshawott jumped onto my bed, completely messing up my blankets and sheets, and getting dirt all freaking over it.
"Bianca! Get your otter off my bed!"
"Oshawott is NOT an otter!" Snivy's vines went after Oshawott, who then jumped up on my table. Snivy then flipped it over. They were on my desk now, running straight for my laptop. I sped over there, grabbing the expensive item before any harm came to it. Snivy was now chasing Oshawott, vines in tow. Oshawott being as clumsy as it was, tried to jump to my bookshelf, grabbed the top of it, but then flipped it over, falling backwards into my trash can. Snivy grabbed it with her vines, spinning the can and littering trash all over my room. I was about ready to rip my ponytail off, already pulling on my bangs. Snivy then picked up the trash can, throwing it across the room and into my plant, knocking dirt all over the floor. Oshawott slid out of the can like putty, unconcious.
"Oh no, poor Oshawott!" Bianca rushed over there, cradling the water type in her arms.
"OH NO, MY ROOM!" I gave Bianca the 'I'm going to kill you' look, but she was too busy with Oshawott to notice. Cheren put a hand on my shoulder.
"Give her a break Touko, she was excited, that's all." I growled, crossing my arms. Snivy curled herself up on one of my fallen books.
"And you." I stomped over to the grass starter who only opened one eye. "Why won't you listen to me Snivy?!"
"Sni." She only stuck her nose up at me for the hundredth time.
"Wow..." I looked at Bianca, who had finally seen the damage done to my room. "You're so totally gonna be an awesome trainer someday White!" Nevermind, she was too dense afterall.
"Uh..." Cheren looked at both of us, Bianca grinning like an idiot while I was about to kill her. "Bianca..."
"Yeah Cheren?"
"Look at Touko's room" She took a moment to herself to observe the room around her, her face falling each second she did so.
"Wh-whoa... Pokemon are amaaaazing! So little, but so strong!"
"That's it!" I lunged at the blonde. Cheren grabbed behind my shoulders, a bad thing for Bianca. He isn't exactly the strongest guy on Earth. Instead he did something to cause us to fall flat on the ground, I on my stomach with Cheren on top of me. I propped my head up on my arm, annoyed with my friends.
"Anyways... Sorry about your room White."
"Reeally?" I said sarcastically. Cheren finally got up, offering to help me up as well, but I refused this offer. I prefer to help myself.
"You... are completely hopeless." Bianca only shrugged, we called her that all the time so she didn't really mind.
"Alright, now Cheren can battle too!"
"Are you insane?! Do you want my room to explode or something!?"
"Of course not! But with all Cheren knows, I'm sure you two can battle without turning the room into a disaster area like I did!"
"It's already a disaster area!"
"I believe that she's right Touko!"
"WHAT!?"
"Come on Touko, it'll be no problem for me to keep the room from getting any messier. Besides, it's not fair for me not to battle too."
"You two owe me BIG TIME." Cheren and Tepig got ready for battle, and I had to try to get Snivy to participate. "Come on Snivy, time to battle again." I knew that she heard me, she just didn't react or respond. I was becoming frustrated with the Pokemon. "Snivy... Come on Snivy, please?" The thought crossed my mind that maybe Snivy didn't like battling, but after what had happened with Oshawott, I seriously doubted that was the case. "Snivy if you don't get up and battle right now-" Just then she stood up, stretching herself out like a Purrloin.
"Finally. Now let's see what you can do Tepig! Tailwhip!" Tepig hit Snivy lightly on her nose with the tip of his tail, while Snivy immediately countered back with Leer, not even waiting for a command from me.
"Use Tackle Snivy!" Surprise, surprise, Snivy ignored me and used Vine Whip, a move which I didn't want to use because of it's type disadvantage. She threw Tepig right into my TV, thank Arceus it didn't shatter!
"Come on, get up Tepig!" The fire Pokemon shakily got to it's feet, looking more determined than ever.
"Pig!"
"Sni." I decided to try a new strategy to get Snivy to do what I wanted her to, just tell command her to do the move opposite of what I wanted! I wanted a Tackle, so Vine Whip!
"Vine Whip Snivy!" The grass type shook her head at me.
"Sni, sni, sni." She then proceeded to try and smack Tepig again with Vine Whip.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" I guess Snivy's a lot smarter than I thought...
"Tee-piiiiiiig!" Suddenly Tepig sneezed small embers which shot at Snivy, who quickly used Vine Whip to propel herself away and avoid the attack.
"As expected of a Pokemon of mine, learning a new move so quickly." Cheren smirked. Oh how badly I wanted to slap it off of his smug face. Little did I know, Snivy felt the exact same way, wanting to win just as badly as I did.
"Ember again!"
"Dodge it and use Vine Whip!" Snivy jumped away, Ember hitting the ground and causing my purple rug to catch fire slightly, though no one really noticed. Snivy used Vine Whip to propel herself at Tepig, this time using Tackle. Tepig flipped over, sliding across my carpet and eventually stopping, unconscious. Cheren looked shocked that he had lost, but quickly regained his composure. He returned the fire type to it's Pokeball, staring at the capsule. Characteristically pushing up his glasses, Cheren began one of his infamous speeches.
"Despite making a blunder, something quite unusual for me, but this first battle... This... feeling I have... I'm finally a trainer..." I smiled and put a hand on Cheren's shoulder.
"I know how ya' feel Jarosz." Jarosz was Cheren's last name, I often called him by it. The black haired boy's eyes softened as he smiled back, returning the Pokeball to his pocket.
"That, was, AWESOME!" Bianca shrieked, jumping at us and swinging an arm around each of our shoulders.
"Uh, guys..." I looked back at my room, a total wreck. Even the carpet was still burning. I sighed, knowing that yelling at my friends would do nothing. I stomped out the embers as Cheren apologized.
"We should probably apologize to your mother too Touko." Bianca nodded.
"Yeah..." I knew my mom probably wouldn't dish out any punishments, she hated doing that. Besides, she knew how big of a day this was for us. I took Snivy's pingpong sized Pokeball out of my pocket and enlarged it. "You were amazing Snivy." The red beam that emerged from the capsule was easily dodged by the speedy grass type. "Snivy?" I was feeling completely hopeless with this Pokemon.
"Sni." Snivy used her vines to get up onto my left shoulder.
"I think Snivy would rather be on your shoulder than in her Pokeball White." Bianca said.
"Hn, way to be Captain Obvious Bianca." I laughed a little bit. This meant that there was at least a chance that Snivy and I would eventually get along.
"I did read somewhere that some Pokemon don't enjoy being in their Pokeballs all the time." Cheren added, fitting in one of the many facts he'd learned over the years from the books he'd read at the Professor's lab. We then all stampeded downstairs, Oshawott who had sadly been forgotten by dense Bianca, wobbled down the stairs behind us. We then explained everything to my mom, who just smiled and nodded, patting the head of attention hog Oshawott.
"So, overall, we're very sorry about all the trouble ma'am."
"Yeah, um... We can clean up if you'd like..." Bianca added.
"No, no, that's fine kids. I'll clean up later." Everyone always wondered where I got my tom boy, tough guy attitude from, cuz' it was definitely not my mom. She was so easy going, calm, and happy. "Anyways, shouldn't you be on your way to meet with Professor Juniper?"
"Right! Thank you Ms. White, please excuse us." The three of us nodded at each other.
"Bye White's mom!" Cheren and Bianca left the house, leaving me alone with my mother. She stood up from her seat at the kitchen table, holding her hand out at Snivy.
"Snivy doesn't really like people so much mom..." She smiled again.
"I know. Your father chose Snivy too. At first they had nothing in common, Snivy never listened to him, and they thought that they hated each other. But eventually, they became the best of friends." Snivy actually allowed my mom to scratch the underside of her chin.
"How'd you do that?" She only laughed a little, and sat down again.
"Go. Your friends are waiting for you." I nodded. "Oh, don't forget your-" I held up my wrist, showing off the advanced watch painted red.
"My Xtransceiver?" I gave her my usual lopsided smile and shut the door behind me. The lab was right behind my house so it only took a minute or two to get there. I saw Cheren waiting by the door with his arms crossed, tapping his foot, impatient as always.
"Where's Bianca?" I quickly asked.
"She had to go back to her house real quick to do something. Can you go get her Touko? We all know how she likes to space out..." I sighed.
"Yeah, I guess." Nuvema Town wasn't very small, but it wasn't large either. The only reason it wasn't considered small was because of the Pokemon Lab. Quite a few people moved here because it was built, mostly Professor Juniper's assistants and their families. Cheren and Bianca live right next to each other, always have. They were born in Nuvema Town, like I was, but we didn't meet until later because my parents often took me out of town, as it was part of my dad's job, and they hated leaving me behind. Their houses were a good ten minutes from mine. I finally arrived at Bianca's, not even bothering to knock because we knew each other so well. I had been about to yell 'Bianca', but quickly stopped. Someone inside the house was already shouting.
"NO, NO, A THOUSAND TIMES NO!" I looked up and saw Bianca's father, a rather large man, balding, with what I always thought to be creepy gray eyes. He was extremely overprotective, and often criticized Bianca for always being so clumsy. I didn't really like him.
"But, I..." I had to restrain myself from jumping in. Bianca needed to fight her own battles, stand up for herself. "Dad, I'm a good trainer who got a Pokemon and everything! I can go and I'll be fine!" A smiled a little, happy she was finally standing up to her dad. But my face dropped as soon as I saw that she was about to cry.
"Vi." I looked at Snivy, she appeared uncomfortable with this going on right in front of her.
"Bianca-" The blonde girl turned away from her father, not even noticing me as she brushed past and left the house, pulling down her green beret, trying to hide her face.
"Bianca..." I whispered after her.
"Can you believe her Mary? A journey, where would she get an idea as ludicrous as that?!" Bianca's mother had been about to say something, but her husband said something first, he had noticed me standing in the doorway. "You!" I raised my eyebrow. "I'll bet that you're the reason my daughter is acting out! You have always been a bad influence, getting into fights and breaking every imaginable rule!" I was about ready to bite the finger he was sticking in my face off.
"Terrence, that's enough." His wife had stood up, and had put a hand on his shoulder. He glared at me one last time before I left and went back to the lab. The three of us went in together. Bianca was holding Oshawott, tight.
"Hi there kids! I've been waiting for you young people!" Juniper grinned at us while I rolled my eyes at her trying to be funny. "So I guess I'll introduce myself-"
"Professor, we've known who you are our entire lives." Cheren stated plainly. She looked a little awkward after Cheren said that, but continued on anyways.
"Well, uh, it's not a time to be taking things lightly Cheren!" This time it was Cheren who rolled his eyes. "Today is a day to remember always, so it's best to behave with some formality Cheren." I saw him twitch, and try to hide it by pushing up his glasses again. It was easy for me to tell that he was annoyed. "So once again, my name is Professor Juniper, and I am researching when and how the creatures called Pokemon came into existence. Release your Pokemon please." Since Bianca and I already had our Pokemon out, Cheren threw up his Pokeball and Tepig appeared on the ground beside him, sneezing a little bit of fire. Juniper looked closely at our Pokemon, Snivy of course turning her nose up at her.
"I see you've already had a Pokemon battle! I think you're Pokemon have already begun to trust you!" I snorted at her, while Snivy did the same. "What's wrong?"
"Well Professor, Snivy and I aren't exactly besties like Bianca and Oshawott are." Juniper smiled at me.
"Well I think that someday you and Snivy will make a great pair. So do any of you want to give your Pokemon a nickname?" Cheren and I looked at each other, shaking our heads.
"I do!" Bianca and Oshawott squealed in happiness. "Oshawott's new name is Tater Otter! You guys get it? I love tater tots, and Oshawott is an otter!" Oshawott smiled and threw up his arms.
"Osha!" The rest of us blankly stared at them.
"Uh, Bianca?" I asked the smiling girl.
"Yeah?"
"Nevermind..." I mumbled.
"Well, what a great name Bianca! As for why I gave all of you Pokemon..."
"For the Pokedex, right?" Cheren finished Juniper's sentence.
"What's a Pokedex?" Bianca cluelessly inquired.
"Nooooo." I whined, not wanting to hear the whole explanation of the Pokedex. After a five minute explanation of the device, we finally started going somewhere.
"So, Bianca, Cheren, White! You will all go on an adventure to complete the Pokedex, correct?"
"Of course Professor!"
"I've been reading about the wonders of an adventure for a long time, so I'd very much like to go."
"Duh!" Can you guess who said what? Easy. Professor Juniper nodded.
"Thank you Professor, because of you we can all become Pokemon trainers, exactly as we all wished." Cheren thanked.
"Good job kids, and thank you. You've given the best possible answer!" Professor handed us each one of the amazing devices called a Pokedex. Bianca got a pink one, while Cheren and I got red. All three of us pressed the button in the middle of the device, which then slid up and became larger, revealing a second screen. Both of the screens lit up, showing instructions about how to use the Dex', as I like to call it. All three of us took turns getting entries on the all of the Pokemon.
"Snivy, the grass snake Pokemon. They photosynthesize by bathing their tails in sunlight. When they are not feeling well, their tails droop."
"Tepig, the fire pig Pokemon. It blows fire through its nose. When it catches a cold, the fire becomes pitch-black smoke instead."
"Oshawott, the sea otter Pokemon. The scalchop on its stomach is made from the same element as claws. It detaches the scalchop for use as a blade."
"Now all that's left for me to do is teach you all how to catch Pokemon and then you'll be on your ways! Go grab your things, say goodbye to your parents, and meet me at Route 1!" The three of us left the lab in a hurry, each rushing back home to gather our already packed things. Before I ran back downstairs out of my destroyed room, I looked at myself in the fallen over mirror. Thank Arceus it hadn't shattered, not that I'm superstitious or anything.
My brown hair was naturally very curly, similar to my mom's, though her's wasn't as bad. She wore it in a much looser ponytail with a blue headband. My ponytail was higher up, but like my mom I had two strands of hair hanging down in front of my face. I adjusted the pink baseball cap I always wore, then the light black vest I wore over a white tank top, before also tying a loose lace on one of my combat boots. I wanted to be at me best for when I started my journey.
BAM! Terrible ending! This chapter was just getting waay too long, they're usually only like, seven pages. Anyways... I.. don't have anything else to say.