Pokemon: Redemption
A/N: I do not own Pokemon. They are copyright to Nintendo and Game Freak respectively. I only own the idea, which was inspired and contributed by my brother-in-law. Datenshi belongs to him. Rin, and any other nameless original characters belong to me.
Prologue Part I: Child Prodigy
A child of about six or seven years of age played alone in a corner. He payed no attention to the other children around him as they laughed and played with all the second hand toys at the orphanage.
Every child dreamed of finding parents of their very own, just a Pokemon trainer dreams of finding a partner for their journey. He blinked, jotting down all the calculations for a toy he would build of spare parts he dug out of the waste bin.
"Datenshi! Nakamura Datenshi!" called one of the orphanage personnel. The chestnut haired child refused to look up, enveloped in his calculations he scribbled on his notebook.
The personnel called his name again, standing in front of the child and clapped her hands together, bringing Datenshi from his own little world. Datenshi looked up, having snapped his pencil tip on the notebook.
"Come on, kid. Today is your lucky day. You get to leave this hellhole and become a productive member of society one day."
During the entire exchange of dirty glances from from the girl and Datenshi, a man with long, lime green hair observed the small child from a distance and noticed the notebook. He smiled, having already made up his mind to settle for the brown haired, blue eyed child.
Ghetsis Harmonia, dressed in his sage's uniform, walked over to the child and knelt down, pulling out a lollipop from beneath his robes.
Datenshi, eying the candy reproachfully, turned his nose away in defiance. "Quite an attitude on this one," commented Ghetsis, before tossing the lollipop aside and turning the child's face to his. "Listen, if you be good and do as I say, you will never have to live here again. You can come home with me, where you can have all the new toys, games, and notebooks to senseless calculations you desire. All I ask of you is to help me with our dream. Can you do that, Datenshi?"
"You're creepy, but OK..." murmured the boy before shrugging and getting up. Datenshi closed his notebook and looked at the man with green hair and smiled ruefully. "But that means I get to have all the toys and things I ask for, Mr. Scary?"
Ghetsis rose up to his full height above the child and laughed deeply before looking down on the child as only an adult would do. "Of course, my good sir. You drive a hard bargain for a man so small. It's a deal. So tell me, what do you think of being called Datenshi Harmonia?"