Pokemon Journey:
Trevor's Quest
Part 1: Kanto

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Hello. My name is Trevor. I am currently one of Kanto's highest-ranking Pokemon masters. Several members of my family and many fans have suggested that I document my adventures for the world to enjoy. At first I told them to "leave me alone," "it's none of their business," and "no one cares!" but still they persist (especially my little sister Monika). If I sound angry it's because I am. (You'll see why later.) So now here I am pouring my life story into a series of books called POKEMON JOURNEY. If this works out, I may even document other people's journeys as well. This document is copyright 2004 and I in no way own pokemon. If you wish to use any of this content please ask for my permission first. Now on to the story.

CHAPTER 1 MY HOMETOWN

I had lived in Lavender town for most of my life. It is a small, quiet town, has hardly any residence at all (population 100). Even though it's small, many trainers come to mourn for their dead Pokemon companions in the Pokemon tower. The tower itself is one of the largest buildings in all of Kanto. It houses thousand of deceased Pokemon on its many floors. I spent a lot of time there.... It was my job.

My family was very busy, my mother and father worked for Silph Co. so they were not home that often. My sister spent most of her time either at school, home, or at our grandparents. They lived in Saffron city so my parents could drop her off on their way to work. I was equally busy, I was home schooled, so I spent a good percentage of my time working ahead so I could have four-day weekends. It worked out great because once I was done with my studies I could go help one of my only friends with his work. His name was Mr. Fuji, the town elder so to speak.

I'm a solitary kind of person, I don't like help from anybody. I've always been that way, but there was something about Mr. Fuji that made me act differently towards him. He didn't have any living relatives but he considered me a part of his family. It felt good to be a part of something so important to him. I loved being around him for many reasons, he was kind, fun to be with, and he paid well for work (much like my own grandfather). He even taught me how to play the pokeflute! His job was groundskeeper of the Pokemon tower; he loved his job more than anything else.

As my tenth birthday approached in the fall of '98 we spent a lot of time together in the tower. A terrible virus called pokeflu was infecting Pokemon all over Kanto and Johto; many trainers came to give their Pokemon a proper burial. It was one of the most depressing things I have ever seen. Grown men crying over the graves of their departed friends, children loosing pets and playmates to this devastating disease. Mother gave me time off from schoolwork to help Fuji dig their graves. He often told me that I had a good soul, even for a child. His words meant a lot to me.... they still do.

Time past and my birthday came upon me. My whole family showed up at my door and gave me parting gifts, even though I was not leaving for another three days. They threw a great celebration for me. I walked through the crowd hoping to see Mr. Fuji. But he never showed, I was heartbroken, his presence would have meant allot to me. By the end of the day, I had enough gifts to raise my spirits. I got a new customized backpack made just for me from my parents. A badge case from my grandparents and potions, pokeballs, food and money from my aunts and uncles.

By the time everyone left, I had just enough time to go register at the Pokemon center. As I entered the building, I was greeted by a chansey I called Curly. "How's it goin' Curly?" I said with a grin. "Chans Chansey!" she squealed happily. She then skipped back down the hall to her station. At the counter I was also greeted by Nurse Joy with her usual smile. "Here to register for the Pokemon league, Trevor?" she asked kindly. "Yes, I can't wait to get started!" I said enthusiastically. She turned the computer monitor my way "Okay, I'll get everything set up... just answer the questions on the computer." I went straight to work on filling out all of my personal information on the computer. Nurse Joy left me to work on it in peace, fifteen minutes later I was finished. (The questions weren't very difficult, just long.) "I'm done Nurse Joy." I said with excitement and fear at the same time.

She returned with an eager look on her face. "Hehehe this is the first time I've been excited to see some ones test scores. You've grown up a lot since you came here. Oooh I hope you pass!" She seemed more exited than I was! "You did it!!!" she yelled. I was startled by her loud tone and jumped. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. She must have thought I was laughing at her because her cheeks turned red. She cleared her throat "Nice job, here is your new pokedex. DO NOT lose this! A replacement pokedex is very expensive." I examined its smooth surface and started playing with the inside buttons. "This is great Nurse Joy! Can I go show Curly?" I asked with a smile. "Sure, just don't disturb the patients" she replied with a nod.

I walked down the hall, to the station Curly was most likely to be at. I saw Curly treating a very sick Rattata in a room. I put on the gear required at the door (a lab coat and face mask). Curly began to sing a lullaby to the ill Pokemon. "Chance chance chansey chanseyyyyy" I did not wish to interrupt her but I did stand by her and hum along. She looked up at me and smiled.

A memory shot into my head at that exact instant. I was running, I tripped and fell on the hard concrete just outside of the Pokemon center. I didn't bleed much but my knee burned pretty bad. Curly rushed out the door and used her healing skills on my knee; it was her way of repaying me for helping her the day before. She was involved in an attack from a Hypno she was treating; I jumped on it to until she could inject some tranquilizers. I smiled to myself in remembrance. I looked at the bed chart of the Rattata. It read...
SPECIES: Rattata
AGE: 5
DIAGNOSIS: Pokeflu

The list went on but I didn't read any more. My jaw dropped. At that very second I knew that this Rattata was a goner. The room suddenly became quiet. The silence was broken by a cough from Curly.

I gasped. "Oh no..." I said. I removed the facemask. A tear rolled down the chanseys cheek. I could hear her breathing speed up. "You caught the virus!" I said with a quivering whisper. "Chansey.... sob." her tone of voice was so full of sorrow, she began to weep.

Just then the Rattatas heart monitor stopped. Its life had ended prematurely, because of this horrid disease. Curly must have been thinking the same thing. She sobbed harder. I tried to comfort her from what just happened. I got on my knees to hug her. As I held her in my arms I pushed the "nurse call button". Seconds later Nurse Joy rushed in. "What's wrong?" she panted as she looked at me, then Curly, then the dead Rattata on the bed. "Oh dear! That poor thing!" she whispered. "That's not all" I groaned as I choked back tears "chansey's sick." "You must be mistaken; chanseys have immunity to all illnesses that aren't vir..." Nurse Joy's voice trailed off. "Oh no...." her voice trailed off as she fell to her knees. Nurse Joy put an arm around both me and Curly and began sobbing hysterically.

We all just stayed there in each other's arms for a long time. Both Curly and Nurse Joy still sobbing, softer now than before. It was getting late; I still wanted to find Mr. Fuji. This was supposed to be a happy day but instead it was one of the worst days of my life. I was afraid but I had to be strong enough to break the silence. "We need to get Curly into a bed" I said softly. Joy nodded. We helped chansey up and carried her to a nearby bed. Nurse Joy removed the chanseys nurse cap and set it on a table. She then sent me to give the Rattata a proper burial. I tried to reassure Curly telling her to "be strong, I'll find Mr. Fuji. so he can help you." I grabbed the bed sheet around the Rattata and carried it outside. I now had two reasons to find Mr. Fuji.