I sat quietly in the middle of my fathers dojo. Now my dojo. Closing my eyes I breathed slowly and rhythmically. My father had drilled the importance of meditation into me at a young age. I was told every morning that I, when possible, should meditate for at least an hour. My father always harped about how it cleared the mind and made you sharper. I always thought that it was just some nonsensical bullshit that old people said, but after his death I found myself sitting quietly within these walls very often, just meditating.
Just then a door opened interrupting the quiet. "Falkner, there's another challenger here for you."
Turning to the gyms secretary, a short bookish woman, I reminded her that I'm not the gym leader. "I don't even have a gym leader license. It would actually be illegal for me to battle this person..."
"this is true, but this is your gym. Your father was quite clear that he wanted you to inherit it," she glanced down and nervously shuffled her feet at the mention of my fathers name.
"well that doesn't mean I have to, nor does it mean I want to either."
She sighed, "well at least tell the challenger that he can't battle you."
I arched an eyebrow, "isn't that your job?"
A slight smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, "my contract only requires me to take orders from the current gym leader. And as of now... we are lacking one"
I eyed the short woman. Her chestnut brown hair went down to her shoulders and framed her small face along with a thick pair of reading glasses. Despite her small smile I knew she wasn't joking when she told me to talk to the trainer. Despite her small size she was very adamant. I guess my dad kinda liked that about her. Its probably why he hired her for the gym. Its probably why he married her.
"alright I'll talk to him."
"her!" she chirped clearly pleased with getting her way.
"whatever." standing slowly I pivoted on my heel and without a second glance at my step-mom, walked out of the dojo into the Japanese tea garden that I used to play in as a small child. A small creek flowed under a small white wooden bridge. Both sides hugged by smooth white stones and carefully tended bonsai trees and green ferns.
Reaching into my blue kimono I pulled out a standard red and white pokebal. After clicking the button at the center I released my first Pokemon. A pidgeot. Unlike most pidgeots mine had an incredibly light coloration. Foregoing the usual red and browns common in its evolutionary line for an intense gold.
Cocking her head to the side she began preening the feather under her left wing awaiting orders.
Smiling at how meticulous she was I said "hey Ava, can you give me a lift to the gym up front?"
She screeched her affirmative and I climbed onto her back. Wrapping my legs tightly around her back I felt her muscles tense and and we sprung forward as her deceptively powerful legs propelled us a few meters into the sky. Unfurling her 11ft wingspan she began pumping her wings hard at first, but as we took to the air she settled into a steady rhythm.
The gym was only two miles away from my house and the dojo so it only took a minute to get there on Ava's back. Swooping down in large circles, jumping to smaller and smaller thermals, we managed to land on the roof of the gym. After thanking Ava I returned her to her pokeball and opened a hatch just large enough for a man and made my way to the front of the gym where the lobby was to adress the new challenger.
A woman with electric blue hair stood impatiently in the lobby. Her stern eyes glared capriciously around the lobby of the gym. When I came down the stairs her hard blue eyes layer their attention on me.
"are you the gym leader?" before I could answer she started speaking again. "well I suppose the soon to be gym leader. If you pass my test that is."
"what?" I asked, my mouth slightly agape.
Rolling her eyes she continued, "I am Clair leader of the Blackthorn Gym. This gym has been down for about a month now and it's costing the league money as well as upsetting the environment. This gym was handed down to you by your father. I am here to to test you, by order of the league, to make sure you are up to the task." She said the last part slowly as if she were speaking to a retard. This pissed me off.
"well sorry to burst your bubble, but I have no intention of becoming leader." I kept my eyes locked to hers, which is easier said than done.
Her frosty glare continued for another minute before she replied, "so why are you here?"
"...what?" I asked again.
"is that all you can say? Are you stupid or something? I said why are you here, on the gymnasium grounds." she said vehemently. Her eyes somehow got even colder as her scowl deepened.
"it's on my property. I live here... Now if you would be so kind as to le-," she cut me off mid sentence.
"league law mandates that the property the gym lies on is league property. If you are not gym leader, you are trespassing and will be forcibly removed from the premises." she said the last part with a slight smirk. As if she liked the idea of beating me to a pulp and throwing me out side.
"that bullshit!" I protested,"this land has been in my family for generations. My dad built this fucking gym!" I took a step forward. "I'm not going anywhere."
"good for you, but none of that garbage matters. Your second rate pedigree means nothing to the league. Leave now, take your family ...," she smiled cruelly, "but leave your stuff. League law dictates that all possessions-,"
I'm not normally one for profanity but it slipped out before I could stop it, "fuck league law!"
"last chane to take your weak pathetic little birds and scram."
I've always prided myself on keeping a cool head. I never got bothered by most insults. Unless they were about my Pokemon. In the trainer world it would be the equivalent of some guy walking up to you and calling your girlfriend ugly, then proceeding to spit on your new shoes. Needless to say that warrants an ass whupping
"over my dead body," clicking a black and yellow ball from my kimono I raised it threateningly.
"this will be over quick, not like any flying types you have stand a chance." I gritted my teeth silently and waited for her to draw a pokeball.
I was going to floor this bitch...
End of chapter 1. This is my first fanfic. A lot of action coming up. I'll try to update weakly. But I have school and blah blah blah.
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