Welcome! Wisp the Shadow Phoenix, at your service!
This is a story that I've wanted to do for a very long time. It involves my friends and I, so names and dates will be changed for security. Also, if some of you question the names Marik and Bakura, watch Yugioh. You'll understand.
Anyway, Link Start!
Chapter 1
It was a quiet morning in my town, the dew sparkling in the misty sunlight. Of course, the night before was Thanksgving, so many of the people in town were probably cleaning up from their parties and such. In fact, my mother was at the moment rinsing out an empty can of cranberry sauce and placing it in a nearby recycling bin. Anyway, allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Erika Simpson. I was born July 30th, 2009, so if one does the math, I'm currently 13 years old. I have been a huge fan of Pokemon since the 6th generation first came out in 2013, around when I was four years old. After beating X, I quickly caught on, and researched as much as I could on all regions, Kanto-Kalos, so you could say that I'm a big geek/nerd on the subject. So when Game Freak announced that they would be creating a VRMMO for Pokemon, you can take a guess on how I reacted. Instantly, I started to save up my money, and eventually bought a NerveGear when I was 12.
Pocket Monsters Online is coming out in a week, so I'm preparing my self for the excitement. Then again, there are other things to worry about...
"Erika! Hurry up with your waffles, or else you'll be late for school!" My mother scolded me, then quickly scurried over to her room to get ready. Not fazed by the daily threat, I finished my breakfast, then trotted to my room at the end of the long hallway. My younger brother's room is across from mine, and he greeted me with a cheerful yet exausted tone.
"Hey, Erika..." Jacob mumbled, yawning as he scuffled his coco-brown hair with his hand.
"'Sup, Jackal," I teased, smirking, then skipped into my bathroom and shut the door before he could counter with a punch. You see, Jacob has always been a physical person, fighting violence with violence, punch with punch. I find it fun to tease him, whether or not he realizes it as a joke. He never really caught onto the concept of Pokemon, nor does he like it, so you can see why I don't have a special interest in him.
The clock in the dining room chimed, echoing through the whole house as it gonged 1..., 2..., 3..., 4..., 5..., 6..., 7 times.
Crap, we're late!. I cursed as I brushed out my golden blonde hair, then bolted to the dining room to pack up my stuff.
Phone? Check.
Laptop? Check.
Lunchbox? Check.
Sketchbook? Check.
"Okay, Mom! I'll see you this afternoon!" I called before racing out the door to grab my bike. I then pedaled down to the end of our street, and waited for Jacob as he quickly made his way using the same transportation. We locked eyes, nodded, and continued our way to school.
Somewhere unknown...
"Sir!" a man cried, hurrying to the director's office. He burst through the doors, excitement in his eyes. "Sir! We are ready to launch the system!" he exclaimed again, practically jumping with joy.
A superior man sat at the desk opposite of the hyper messenger, and smiled warmly as he stood from his seated position."Very good, Thomas. Could you please show me the results? I would like to see what has been created," the mysterious figure said, bringing his face to the light.
He seemed to be a middle-aged business man, wearing a sleek tux and a silver Dragonair based ring on the ring finger of his right hand. He had deep blue eyes and greasy black hair, which was held back with gel to give him a formal look.
Thomas then obtained a more serious manner, and brought the project up on his tablet. He then gave said tablet to the director. The director looked it over, then scowled at the menu.
"Why is there a log out button when I specifically asked you not to put it there?" he asked, pointing to the screen.
Thomas went wide-eyed. "I didn't even notice!" he cried, fear filling his voice, but was replaced with shaky confidence, "D-don't worry, sir! We'll be able t-to remove it with in about an hour!"
The director's smile returned. "Good," he sighed, giving the messenger the tablet, "Bring it to me as soon as it's done."
"Sir, yes sir!" Thomas practically yelled, saluting, then bolting out the door.
The director sighed, sitting back down and playing with his Dragonair ring. "Human's must know the danger of technology..."
Ooooooooh, what's gonna happen? 8o
Anyway, hope you like it! Please review!