1 Indomitable spirits a story by Draco
Prologue
20 years have passed since the adventures of Ash and co, but our story does not centre on Ash but instead a 16year old trainer to be know as Draco Drago…
1.1 Chapter 1 Nidoran!
"Nidoran! Ran! Ran!"
"What?"
"Nidoran! Ran! Nido!"
"What do you mean its time to get up? It's only 7 am."
"Nido!" (Translation: professor Elms is downstairs to give you your Pokémon trainer licence you lazy git!)
"What!" I quickly got up and dressed myself (my name is Draco by the way), while Gorkamorka (my Nidoran male) kept on shouting
"Ran! Ran!" At me (translation you're late! You're late!) After I got dressed I ran downstairs tripped over Kitty the Persian and landed right in front of professor Elms' foot.
"Hi sir, sorry I'm late, " I said as I picked myself off the ground.
"Well it's about time you got out of bed because Jane's been here for about half a hour already and we were starting to run out of things to talk about" he replied.
"What other than my master plan to become the next Ash?" asked Jane.
"Don't you mean Ashley?" I joked.
"Ha ha Draco. That's really funny," said Jane in a sarcastic tone. Ok, this is probably a good point to tell you who Jane is. Jane is probably one of my best friends in the whole world (after Gorkamorka, of course) and her Pokémon is Grandbat the Zubat and may I also add she is pretty good with sneaky tactics.
"Anyway you know what I mean Draco" she replied.
"Draco," said professor Elm "this is your Pokémon license and these are your 5 government funded Pokèballs".
"They you sir. And see you sir." I said as I ran through the door. "Nidoran!"(Translation: hey wait for me!) Shouted Gorkamorka.
After about half an hour of walking through the countryside my first wild Pokémon battle started with a wild PIDGEOT! I mean pidgy. Anyway Gorkamorka KO'd it in about 5 seconds flat, several KO'd pidgys and sentries later and we met our first true challenge it was pidgy like the others but it struck like lightning and felt like lightning too (according to Gorkamorka anyway.)
"PIDGY!" talk about fast; the thing struck Gorkamorka before I could say his name let alone an attack. .
"Nidoran!" shouted Gorkamorka defiantly at his foe.
"Ok, Gorkamorka let's try to catch this guy! Use your thunderbolt on him!" (There's advantages having a Pokémon trainer for a mum)
"Nidoran!" blasts of pure electric power hit it, sending it straight to the floor. Next I throw my Pokèball at it 1,2, mine! I had caught my first Pokémon!
"I name you Thunderbolt, my new feathered pal!" I jumped around for a bit until I heard a voice behind say
"Bravo, Bravo, well done. Now let me see how good you really are! That was quite a performance with your Nidoran there but I must ask you… how you would handle this! Lavaitar go! Use your sandstorm attack on this fool!" Suddenly the whole area was full of sand and it stung my eyes!
"Ouch!" I shouted out "that stings"
"Ran!" shouted Gorkamorka in agreement
"What is it? Don't you like my Pokémon's attack child?" Said the stranger.
"That's Draco to you and I bet you're younger than me! " I replied. "GORKAMORKA THUNDERBOLT NOW!" The power came straight out of Gorkamorka into his foe …and then fizzled out harmlessly on the floor. "Huh?" I said.
"Poor fool, what do you expect to happen? My Lavaitar to get KO'd like that poor pidgy you just caught? Now Lavaitar use your hyper beam attack!" The beam went straight into Gorkamorka and sent him flying into the tree that then fell over.
"Ran," said Gorkamorka (translation: do you really need one here!)
"So you thought you were a good Pokémon trainer? Now hand me that Nidoran and pigey and we…"
"Hellfire Flamethrower now!"
"Char!" suddenly were the Lavaitar (and his trainer) had been there was nothing but flames and we heard "arrgh" and "tar" came from their respectful owners as they ran away. I looked at the guy who saved me fat and under excised… but then I looked at the Charazard strong, well fed, tall and to my surprise disciplined. (The average Charazard is very hard to control you see.)
"Thank you , on most dedicated trainer" I said.
Sometime later in Cherrygrove city me and my saviour (Grim was his name by the way) were eating lunch in the Pokémon centre when I ask him
"So how long have you be training Pokémon then Grim?"
"Oh about 3 weeks now" he replied
"3 weeks and you have got a Charazard?"
" Yip and he is the best Pokémon in the world!"
"No he is not, Nidoking is the best"
"No Char is!"
"King!"
"Char!"
"King!"
"Char!"…
Prologue
20 years have passed since the adventures of Ash and co, but our story does not centre on Ash but instead a 16year old trainer to be know as Draco Drago…
1.1 Chapter 1 Nidoran!
"Nidoran! Ran! Ran!"
"What?"
"Nidoran! Ran! Nido!"
"What do you mean its time to get up? It's only 7 am."
"Nido!" (Translation: professor Elms is downstairs to give you your Pokémon trainer licence you lazy git!)
"What!" I quickly got up and dressed myself (my name is Draco by the way), while Gorkamorka (my Nidoran male) kept on shouting
"Ran! Ran!" At me (translation you're late! You're late!) After I got dressed I ran downstairs tripped over Kitty the Persian and landed right in front of professor Elms' foot.
"Hi sir, sorry I'm late, " I said as I picked myself off the ground.
"Well it's about time you got out of bed because Jane's been here for about half a hour already and we were starting to run out of things to talk about" he replied.
"What other than my master plan to become the next Ash?" asked Jane.
"Don't you mean Ashley?" I joked.
"Ha ha Draco. That's really funny," said Jane in a sarcastic tone. Ok, this is probably a good point to tell you who Jane is. Jane is probably one of my best friends in the whole world (after Gorkamorka, of course) and her Pokémon is Grandbat the Zubat and may I also add she is pretty good with sneaky tactics.
"Anyway you know what I mean Draco" she replied.
"Draco," said professor Elm "this is your Pokémon license and these are your 5 government funded Pokèballs".
"They you sir. And see you sir." I said as I ran through the door. "Nidoran!"(Translation: hey wait for me!) Shouted Gorkamorka.
After about half an hour of walking through the countryside my first wild Pokémon battle started with a wild PIDGEOT! I mean pidgy. Anyway Gorkamorka KO'd it in about 5 seconds flat, several KO'd pidgys and sentries later and we met our first true challenge it was pidgy like the others but it struck like lightning and felt like lightning too (according to Gorkamorka anyway.)
"PIDGY!" talk about fast; the thing struck Gorkamorka before I could say his name let alone an attack. .
"Nidoran!" shouted Gorkamorka defiantly at his foe.
"Ok, Gorkamorka let's try to catch this guy! Use your thunderbolt on him!" (There's advantages having a Pokémon trainer for a mum)
"Nidoran!" blasts of pure electric power hit it, sending it straight to the floor. Next I throw my Pokèball at it 1,2, mine! I had caught my first Pokémon!
"I name you Thunderbolt, my new feathered pal!" I jumped around for a bit until I heard a voice behind say
"Bravo, Bravo, well done. Now let me see how good you really are! That was quite a performance with your Nidoran there but I must ask you… how you would handle this! Lavaitar go! Use your sandstorm attack on this fool!" Suddenly the whole area was full of sand and it stung my eyes!
"Ouch!" I shouted out "that stings"
"Ran!" shouted Gorkamorka in agreement
"What is it? Don't you like my Pokémon's attack child?" Said the stranger.
"That's Draco to you and I bet you're younger than me! " I replied. "GORKAMORKA THUNDERBOLT NOW!" The power came straight out of Gorkamorka into his foe …and then fizzled out harmlessly on the floor. "Huh?" I said.
"Poor fool, what do you expect to happen? My Lavaitar to get KO'd like that poor pidgy you just caught? Now Lavaitar use your hyper beam attack!" The beam went straight into Gorkamorka and sent him flying into the tree that then fell over.
"Ran," said Gorkamorka (translation: do you really need one here!)
"So you thought you were a good Pokémon trainer? Now hand me that Nidoran and pigey and we…"
"Hellfire Flamethrower now!"
"Char!" suddenly were the Lavaitar (and his trainer) had been there was nothing but flames and we heard "arrgh" and "tar" came from their respectful owners as they ran away. I looked at the guy who saved me fat and under excised… but then I looked at the Charazard strong, well fed, tall and to my surprise disciplined. (The average Charazard is very hard to control you see.)
"Thank you , on most dedicated trainer" I said.
Sometime later in Cherrygrove city me and my saviour (Grim was his name by the way) were eating lunch in the Pokémon centre when I ask him
"So how long have you be training Pokémon then Grim?"
"Oh about 3 weeks now" he replied
"3 weeks and you have got a Charazard?"
" Yip and he is the best Pokémon in the world!"
"No he is not, Nidoking is the best"
"No Char is!"
"King!"
"Char!"
"King!"
"Char!"…