Green's Journey (Fire Red Nuzlocke)
"Go, Vaporeon! Use Hydro Pump!" I cried out. The cool blue Pokemon leapt out of its Pokeball and unleashed a massive torrent of water, completely wiping out the opponent's Arcanine. The opposing trainer cursed, before throwing his next Pokeball.
"Nidoking! Mega Horn!"
"Quick, Vaporeon, use Acid Armor!" Vaporeon's body shimmered as the massive purple Pokemon's horn struck it hard. Fortunately, the blow did little damage to Vaporeon. "Alright Vaporeon, now use―"
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Ughhh…" I rolled around in bed, before reaching and turning off the alarm clock.
Tuesday, February 27, 1996 / 9:00 A.M. / Pallet Town, Kanto, Japan
Torn between getting out of bed and going back to sleep, I decided on the former. "I shouldn't have stayed up so late…" Taking off my pajamas, I began to get ready for school, like any self-respecting eleven year old would. With my uniform on and my long brown hair brushed, downstairs I went. "Mmmm… I wonder what's for breakfast. Hopefully pancakes!"
I was sadly mistaken. Breakfast was just a boring bowl of cereal… My mother looked up from the TV, which was playing a movie about a girl in pig-tails walking down a yellow brick road.
"Honey, why are you wearing your uniform today? You're going to visit the Professor today, remember?" She looked back to the TV. "Unless you don't want a Pokemon anymore?"
"No, I do! I just… forgot." I quickly ran back upstairs, embarrassed of myself. Of course, how could I forget the day that I get to become a Pokemon Trainer?! I striped off my uniform and threw on a normal shirt and skirt as fast as I could before running back downstairs.
"Don't run in the house, dear. You'll hurt yourself." I quickly put on my shoes at the door.
"I'm off! I'll be back soon!" I yelled as I ran out the door.
Hi, my name is Green! I live in Pallet Town, and as of two weeks ago, I'm eleven years old. Professor Oak has decided to give me and my two friends, Red and Blue, Pokemon once we were all eleven years old. Why he couldn't give them to us earlier, I don't know. The Professor is a little weird in my opinion.
I stopped running and slowed down to a brisk walk. In the distance was a large white building with glass doors. "I'm finally here!" I exclaimed as I skipped into the lab. "Professor! I'm here for my Pokemon!"
"Gramps isn't here at the moment." Said a boy with brown spikey hair. "Perhaps if you actually paid attention, you'd have noticed."
"…" Another boy with black hair under his hat glared at the first boy before looking back at me.
"Hey, no need to be mean, Blue. I was just excited to get my first Pokemon…" I looked down at the floor.
These two boys are my best friends. The loud, and usually rude but strong Blue, and the quiet but wise beyond his years Red. We've all known each other since we were babies. Our mothers even gave us our names so that we'd have a theme.
"Is something wrong, Red? You've been looking at me this entire time." I asked confused.
"…Your shirt is inside-out…" He answered quietly. I looked down and indeed it was.
"Oh, sorry. I was rushing to get here. I'll fix it right up!" I said and began lifting my shirt up.
"WAIT!" Both boys called out suddenly.
I stop, my shirt already half way off my body. "Yes? What's up?"
"Don't do that here, are you crazy?" Blue yelled, blushing deeply. Red was silent, but his face was a red as his name.
"Why not…? Wait…" It suddenly hit me, and I yanked my shirt back down, covering my chest. "Aaah! S-stop staring at me!" I cried out, my face the same shade as Red's hat. Both boys quickly looked away. There was an awkward silence before Blue spoke up.
"Hey, maybe Gramps, is off on Route 1? Why don't you go check, Green?" He smirked.
"Why do I have to go check?" Red opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Blue.
"Because you got here last! We'll stay here just in case he comes back while you're gone."
"Fine, I'll go!" I said bitterly as I turned and walked out of the lab. Blue turned to Red.
"Hey, do you think her panties are as white as her bra?" He smirked. Red turned away from him.
"You're a pervert…"
As soon as I got outside, I ducked into an alley and fixed my shirt. "Boys… always staring…" After quite some walking, I arrived at the entrance of Route 1. I didn't see the Professor anywhere. "Maybe he's further down the road?" I said as I walked through some tall grass. After about 10 minutes of walking, I heard a sound… and it didn't sound like the Professor… A loud rustle in the grass immediately behind me made my turn. Just as I did, a small purple rat jumped out of the grass and growled. "Uh… nice Rattata… I'm just looking for the Profess―AH!" The Rattata lunged, grabbing ahold of my skirt with its sharp teeth. "Let go!" I yelled, trying to shake it off. The rat Pokemon then tore off a large chunk out of my skirt and ran off with it. "Oh nooo… I can't go back into town like this! Everyone will see my underwear…" And at that moment, the Professor finally decides to show up.
"Ah, there you are Green! It's not safe out here in the tall grass, let's head back into town!" He said before leading me back into town.
"B-But Professor! My skir―"
"Don't worry about anything, my dear! I'll make sure you get your Pokemon." He answered, obviously not listening as he dragged me back into town. The best I could do is to cover myself as we entered the lab. Red and Blue were still waiting, looking bored and impatient respectively.
"There you are Old Man! I was beginning to think that you forgot about us!" Blue voiced his obvious displeasure at having to wait.
"We could have gotten this done sooner if it wasn't for your silly prank, grandson. Apologize to Green! She could have been seriously hurt out there without a Pokemon to protect her." The Professor rebuked.
"Prank? What prank?" I asked, confused.
"Blue knew the Professor wasn't on Route 1, but was in the back of the lab, preparing the Pokemon." Red gestured to the table, which now had three shiny Pokeballs on it.
"Blue! How could you?!" I gasped, rage building inside me.
"Look, I'm sorry! I thought it would be funny…"
"And for that, you're picking your Pokemon last, Blue." The Professor said sternly.
"What?! That's not fair, I'm your grandson!"
"All the more reason. Now, Red, you may pick your Pokemon." He nodded to Red.
Red, however, looked at me. "Ladies first."
I blushed slightly. "Thank you, Red." As I walked up to the table, I stuck my tongue out at Blue. What a jerk!
"Now, Green, which Pokemon do you want? The Grass Type Pokemon Bulbasaur, the Fire Type Pokemon Charmander, or the Water Type Pokemon Squirtle? Think carefully, as this Pokemon will be your partner." He asked, gesturing to each Pokeball as he said their names. I stood there, deep in thought. They were all adorable, from what pictures I've seen of them. I reached out with both hands and picked up the left-most Pokeball. "So, you pick Bulbasaur?"
"Yes, I do." I answered, calling it out of its Pokeball. With a burst of light and a gust of wind, the small green Pokemon emerged from the ball. It looked up at me and smiled before leaping into my arms. "Aww, he's so cute!" I cried out as I hugged him.
"Splendid Pokemon, that Bulbasaur. Take good care of him for me. Would you like to give him a nickname, to deepen your bond?"
"How about… Dudley! Yes, Dudley!" I said and looked down at the Bulbasaur. "Do you like that name?" The Pokemon smiled more and made a noise that sounded like a mix between a growl and a purr. "I guess that means yes!" I hugged him again. Red than walked up beside me and picked the center Pokeball.
"I pick Charmander." He said as he sent it out with another burst of light and gust of wind that flipped up my skirt a little, but my hands were full and my mind distracted too much to care, as the small orange lizard Pokemon leapt out of the ball. It made a low growl as it swayed its flaming tail around, bringing a smile to Red's face. "I'll name him Spitfire."
"Good choice, Red. I remember back in my day, I used to be a powerful trainer. My Charizard carried me through plenty of battles." Blue walked over to the end of the table slowly and picked up the last Pokeball.
"I guess I get Squirtle then…" He said, calling out the turtle Pokemon. The Squirtle looked up at Blue, before smirking devilishly and crossing its arms. Blue laughed. "Haha! Maybe this was the perfect Pokemon for me!" Red and I both looked at him expectantly. Blue sighs. "I guess I'll call him Tsunami."
"Squirtle are considered by a lot of people to be the strongest of these three. Take good care of him for me." The Professor said.
"Don't worry Gramps! Me and Tsunami here are going to become the Pokemon League Champions, just you wait and see!"
"Haha, maybe so. I'll be waiting. Anyways, here's some things you'll need to raise these Pokemon." The Professor said, handing each of us a bag with various things in it. Pokemon food, medicine, and more, along with a small book with information on how to properly take care of Pokemon. We all thanked the good Professor before heading home.
