INTRO
I want to write this story exactly the opposite of what the anime is. Dark, hopeless and world will be dark, dangerous, and moody. Some humans will be selfish, disturbed, bestial, and sometimes ouright evil. Most pokemon will be bloodthirsty, cursed and killing machines. Ash was happy, our characters will be sad. Ash was confident, Vergil will be living in the shadow of his father. Ash had a good childhood, Vergil did not. Ash had a dream, Vergil will have lost the world. Ash wanted to travel the world, Vergil will be trying to run from it. Ash had loving and trusting friends by his side, well, Vergil will too. Because some things don't change. If you like this sort of things, hop up and lets have a sad yet nice trip together.
I am accepting original characters, leave them up in the comments
Rated M for all sorts of things (Death, Sex scenes, gay ane lesbian characters). I will update it whenever I have inspiration (and time) to write more. Of course I have a certain plan for the story, but how to get there I still dont know. Please know that reviews are more than welcome, and will give me motive to continue. Hope you like it. Enjoy!
Saturday morning, 10 pm. The clock rings as I regrettably open my eyes. Once again I slept late, spending the night on the lake north of the town with my best friend, making up stories about being pokemon trainers and travelling the world. My name is Vergil Ketchum. I am sixteen years old, yet I am not a pokemon trainer yet. I am not allowed, per the new regulations that took place after the curse hit. The curse you ask? Oh right. Let me explain.
About twenty years ago, a mysterious rift opened in the pokemon world, and a mysterious evil energy poured into it. Before that, evil was what we called team Rocket and other suck organisations. What this energy did to the pokemon it infected though, that was evil beyond comprehension. The once beautiful and noble creatures, now thirst for blood and death. Studies show that about 20% of the wild pokemon are now cursed. The ghost, dark and poison types are the ones more susceptible to the curse though. The infected percentage in these types reaches up to 70%. As you can imagine, it is pretty difficult to find a tentacool nowadays. We have adapted though. Cities are more heavily guarded, and only licenced trainers are allowed to travel the wild alone. The age at which children are allowed to leave has also increased. When he was young, my father left home at 10 to become the greatest pokemon trainer ever. And I am stuck here until I am 18. Two more years. As I get out of bed and down the stairs, an orange haired figure appears behind the kitchen table. It is my mother, preparing pancakes that I could smell from upstairs.
"Happy birthday son", Misty yells as she sees me coming slowly down the stairs. I am not yet in the mood to talk or be wished for my birthday, yet I force a smile up my sleepy face. My mother rushes to the stairs and hugs me.
"Already sixteen, you're becoming a man", she says as she tugs my shoulders. I let out a small grin, we hug and kiss softly on the cheek, and I head for the table, where the delicious breakfast is waiting. "I remember it like yesterday that you were this tiny", she says and shows the size of a small baby. And now you 're all grown up. As promised, no gym work to day. I will have breakfast with my son, and spend the time together", she said and smiled. Even in her late thirties, there isn't even a single wrinkle in her face. If one doesn't know, they don't believe this woman has a sixteen year old son. Time passes quickly as we start eating and talking. Minute by minute, I start feeling better, and soon I don't feel sleepy at all. It is not often that I have breakfast with my mother. She runs the city's gum, and she does it a lot. Add to it that she is a single mother, and there is barely any time left. I love her for that. Since the day I was born, she has sacrificed her life for me, for this house, and for this town.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings. It is Floyd, the head of the town's guard. "I am sorry", he apologizes before Misty has a chance to say anything. Floyd has been a family friend for years, and knows this day means a lot to a mother who works her ass of all day providing for the whole town. "I know it's Vergil's birthday and your day off, but I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important", he added in a serious voice. "At least time for a pancake?", Misty offers cheerfully. "Doubt it, but I got to wish to the man of the house", he says and points at me. "Hey big man, already sixteen?", he asks with a smile as he approaches. "Happy birthday son", he adds and hugs me. After I thank him, he turns to my mother who patiently waits for him to spill the bad news. "What is it?", she asks. "Everything", Floyd replies in a confused voice. "The power grid is out, the storage system has collapsed, we are cut off", he says. Misty frowns her brows and tries the switch. "Which areas are affected?", she asks. "The whole town", Floyd replies, catching my mother by surprise. "We will get the backup generators running, we get pokemon to charge them if need be, and send a party out to Bill's house. It must be a problem in the network, he should know what's going on", Misty says firmly. "Let's hope we don't have to go to the power plant next", Floyd chuckles.
Misty is a born leader. She seems to have it all figured out. When there is a problem, she always has a solution up her sleeve, and she sounds so certain about it she almost always inspires others to follow her. My mother heads inside her room to dress up and get her pokemon, as Floyd leaves through the front door. A few minutes later she is back. "I may have to go up to Bill", she says. "I promised you the three of us would spend the day, but this needs to be done", she apologises. I can't help bu feel disappointed at the news, the emotion instantly changes to disappointment at myself. My mother does her best, I can't be disappointed at her. "It's not your fault", I respond with a cold smile. "Luckily we will have dinner together", I add more cheerfully. "I know it sucks", Misty adds having seen through me. "Cole will keep you company, he should be here any minute now". Suddenly and idea comes to my mind. "Can I come with you?", I ask and my eyes shine with excitement. "We will spend time together and you get to help the town. Please? It's going to be our little vacation for the day, and the best present ever", I plead. Although very hesitant at first, I can see her face softens at some point. "Fine", she lets out. "Great, Cole will be thrilled to hear this", I respond in a rage of joy. "Oh no, I can't have both of you out there", Misty argues. "Come on mum, you really think he won't come?", I ask her. She lets out another sigh, her face full of regret that she allowed something like this in the first place, and we both head out the front door. "Be outside the gym in 5 minutes, or I'm leaving without you", she says in a strict voice.
Cole is my best friend. We practically grew up together, as he moved here when he was only two years old. His parents were both trainers who worked with my mom, and died when we were very young. After this his grandmother took over raising him, who also died last year. As a fifteen years old boy, Cole chose to live on his own, but he practically lives with us now, spending almost the whole day in our house, and sleeps in my room when he feels like it. My mother takes care of him as her own, and most of the neighbors love him as well. After all, his parents died protecting the town. Despite this, ever since his grandmother died, the only parent Cole reall got to know, things have been tough for him. Of course, as his best friend, I am always there for him, and I would do everything to cheer him up. To be honest, I want today to be about him having a great time. He seems to be getting better lately, returning to his old goofy, relaxed and cheerful self.
A few minutes later, Cole and I were waiting for my mother outside the pokemon gym. She quickly turned up carrying two bags of supplies, which she quickly passed to me and Cole. "There's food and water in there for later", she says. "Stay close to me, and follow my every order. It's dangerous out there", she says as her voice gets more serious. "Yes, yes, we know, the cursed pokemon and all that", Cole says in a disconcerning tone. "And don't make much noise", Misty interrupts him.
It has been a couple of hours since we left Cerulean, and now the city is well behind us. Ahead of us lies the northern part of Kanto, route 25. On our right lie the massive mountains harboring Cerulean cave, a place known throughout the world due to the strong pokemon it contains. It is there that Cole's parents met their ultimate fate, in a situation still unknown. All we know is that their bodies washed up on the coast of Cerulean a couple days after they had gone missing. It is assumed that they were overwhelmed by the immersely powerful pokemon living there, and my mother blames herself for allowing them to embark on the mission. Despite the cursed pokemon, a few hikers could be spotted climbing the mountain, their size smaller than that of an ant. While their numbers have decreased since the cursed pokemon appeared due to the greater danger, the toughest of them still practice this hobby as of today. None dare venture inside the cave though, as it remains an exremely dangerous place.
Stunned by the beauty of the countryside, and the joy of spending my birthday with my best friend and mother walking under the warm sun, I am conflicted on the inside. Part of me wants to see a cursed pokemon, as the only time I have ever seen one was at the city gates where a guard had killed one and I managed to take a quick glimpse before another guard pulled me away to shield me from the hideous sight. On the other hand, I want nothing to ruin this tranquility I am feeling right now. Little do I know, that this peace will soon go away, never to return.