Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Pokemon. If I did, there would be blood and

many little people woul've been scarred. I don't claim ownership of the ones

I made up either. Nintendo could have 'em, but I doubt they read fanfiction.

WARNING!! I was listening to Weird Al while typing. If crappy jokes are

inserted, please don't be offended.

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Fighter Presents- Pokemon Garnet and Azurite /

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"Klani... wake up... Klani, you're ten... pokemon... first... journey

... fun... cake--"

"I'M UP!!" I looked around, realizing that the voice was my mom.

Sadly, no cake. Tears. Wait, what was my dream about?

"Klani," Mom sighed, "you're ten now. Remember that you have to be

at the cave of origins at noon." She gave a fake smile. It was obvious she

didn't really want me to leave.

I rushed downstairs, wolfed down three pancakes, and left for the

cave. Oh, did I forget to mention that? In this town, professor Rowan gives

out pokemon in the cave of origins. I don't know why.

When I reached the cave, I realized it was vacant. Then it hit me.

the slab with that gem and the drawings, was gone. I walked through the dark

tunnel remaining, waiting for something cool. Then I fell. God knows how

long. It was dark. No pain, no happiness. Then 20,000,000 eternities later, I

hit the ground. Ouch. I'm sure I'd broken most every bone in my body, but I

didn't scream or yell. I couldn't even open my eyes. I just fall asleep,

despite the pain.

"Hey weird kid, wake up!" I heard someone yell, "Hi there, I had my

Grigog heal you. Are you okay?" I looked up. I did feel better. wait, Grigog?

"What's a Grigog?" I asked, puzzled.

"A pokemon, duh. What, have you been in a space-time warp for the

past 2000 years or something?" I looked closer. He wore trainers garb, but

a little different. Like, more form-fitting, less pockets. and the pokeballs

on his waist were green and white with red buttons.

"I look weird? What about you?" I joked.

"Hey, is that the way to treat the guy who saved you?!" He yelled,

"I don't look weird. This is the official Sinnoh trainer's garb."

"Hey, I almost forgot! I'm Klani, howdy."

"I'm Jack, nice to meet you." We shook hands, locking eyes.

"When a trainer's eyes meet, it's time to battle!" Jack said, his

eyes gleaming.

"Sorry, Jack, but I don't have any pokemon." I said.

"No POKEMON?! Dang, we need to go to the prof. and stat!" Jack

exclaimed, dragging me by the arm.

Later, we walked up to a giant lab-like building.

"Here we are Klani. Gnoha's lab." Jack said. Then an old man walked

out, then stopped, flabbergasted.

"An-Ancient b-boy?"

"Gnoha, what's wrong?" Jack asked.

"This boy... his clothes... it's... from circa 2008." Gnoha still had

the strangest look on his face.

"Professor Gnoha, right? Just what year is it?" I asked, finally

piecing it all together.
"It's 4008, AD." Oh. My. God. 2000 years.

Please, tell me what you think. Chapter 2 coming soon! Hopefully...