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The Diary of a Dying Legend: John McCormick

Chapter 1: A New World

3/30/2041

A waning moon hung in the sky. Several Mightyenas howled in the distance. A young man ran across the streets of Virdian City. Above him hovered a helicopter, casting its shadow across the city. The young man let out a shriek before he was taken down. Life was like this, in the new world of Pokemon. There was one monarch, Ash Ketchum, who rose to power and became a dictator. Anyone who rose against him, endeavored to rise to power, did suspicious work, was arrested. Ash was the one and only ruler of the world.

My name is John. I am a teenager and just about to start my Pokemon journey. It's a treacherous task. More and more good people are arrested, and more villains prevail. It's a Dark Age. Ash Ketchum destroyed our moral compass with his own values of rising to the top and power. Several tried to stop him. Them, Paul, Brock, Gary, and even the legendary Professor Oaks were arrested and hung. No one dares to question Ash's power. He is absolute.

I was born in Pallet Town. My mother was single and died in her early years. She joined a secret group against Ash Ketchum. Everyone in the group is now dead. At age 5, I moved over to my grandmother's. She was a stern, strict woman. She showed no fear in beating her children. She believed in courage, pride, and honor. She did not fear death. She lived over by Virdian City. She owned a Trainer House. It was a place where Trainer's could battle each other. It was my grandmother who presented me with my first Pokemon. I was at age 7. She handed over to me a Pokeball. I could tell it was newly caught.

"Here. Happy Birthday," she grunted. She was never happy. I pressed the white button on the side of the Pokeball. It burst open in a flash of red light. I fell backwards, thinking it was a toy. "Wimp…" my grandmother chuckled walking away. After I restored my vision, I glanced over to my new Pokemon. It was a Slowpoke. I grew up with Slowpoke. He was rightfully mine and no one could take him away. However, we did not have a possessive relationship like a boy and his new toy truck, but rather a best friend relationship. Everywhere I traveled, Slowpoke was right behind me.

Today was the day I started my journey. My grandmother did not bid my goodbye. She called me a wimp for life and headed to her own chores. I headed off on the streets of Virdian City. I glanced over to the bloody spot of unjust arrest. Slowpoke glanced over and closed its solemn eyes, matured by the horror stories on the television. Trainers no longer were on the streets with a smile on their faces. Once in a while, you could see a traveling trainer, with a frown on their face, and depressed countenances. However, my occasion was a special one.

I walked down the grass of Route 2, heading toward Virdian Forest. There were policemen, guarding every square inch from "wrong doers". There were no more Officer Jenny's. A new bill signed by Ash Ketchum stated that all incompetent police were to be removed from duty. He assigned the open spots to his followers. Now, the police were to arrest anyone doing suspicious activity. In a new world, people no longer had a happy countenance. However, one special girl had a smile on her face. She was walking, probably starting her own journey, when a police man grabbed her by the arm. Now, a happy face was suspicious activity.

"Let me go," the girl cried. Her Stunky gave a warning glare.

"You are under arrest for suspicious activity," the policeman calmly stated.

"I did nothing wrong," the girl said. She released all her energy in one shout, and kicked the policeman where it hurts the most. She then went in a full blown sprint into Virdian Forest. Hoping I could help a bit, I made Slowpoke Water Gun the other police and followed after her.

In this world, assaulting a cop was the worst crime you could commit. You could be put in deathrow. However, I wasn't thinking. In this dangerous world, even getting to a Gym is an achievement enough. The travel to a gym is so treacherous, many gyms do not require a battle. Only a few gyms do. That is the Virdian City gym, the Cerulean City gym, and the Rock type gym. There was a tale about an unflagging, dauntless Pokemon trainer. He had one of the strongest Pokemon teams in the world, only inferior to Ash Ketchum, the legendary Paul, and Gary. It was told he was walking through Virdian forest to get the badge from Virdian City. This was just after Ash rose to power. On the way, a police thought he was a trespasser, and he killed him with a Crobat.

Slowly, the girl halted in her tracks. She motioned for me to go to her, as she was too tired to move a muscle. "Thanks for being my death partner," she panted.

After a while of hiding and close calls, she introduced herself to me. She was named Vanessa. Her parents were in the same organization my mother was in. She was adopted by an abusive man, who forced her to do chores in unsanitary conditions and giving her only 3 hours of sleep a day. She developed a bonding with her father's Stunky, stole it, and ran away. If she is ever caught by the cops, she will have a death penalty. Luckily, the cop did not capture my face, so I was free of the death penalty. I almost cried tears of joy and relief, but decided not to hurt Vanessa's feelings. We decided to travel together, while I planned to acquire the badges in the Kanto and Johto Region. Of course, Ash limited the power of others by allowing each person to garner a maximum of 16 badges. However, in this world, earning badges did not make a respectable person anymore.

We both walked down Virdian Forest. Although we got lost plenty of times in the maze of trees, we were joyful to get out. We had to fight many pesky pests, but we proceeded to the end. When we got to the City of Rocks, a poster blew me backwards. I was shocked and paralyzed with fear. Vanessa collapsed into a deep state of unconsciousness. Knowing that the people would not rat Vanessa out, I carried her to the nearest Nurse Joy. In our world there are two types of people, the rich type and the poor type. Ash and the policeman were rich. Everyone else was poor. We were destined to work on our land, providing for the dictator, while we only got meager protection. Honestly, we didn't need the protection. It was the police who protected us, but they harmed us as much as the organized gangs did.

After Vanessa recovered from her mental illness, we both traversed down to the gym. Vanessa was there to watch me, as she had nothing else to do.

I walked into the gym. A rocky artificial ground covered the real floor. The gym looked like the inside of a cave. There was dim lighting on the floor, making it look like a prehistoric fire. The ground was openable, looking like that a pool was previously built here. It was damp, and rocky stagmites covered the ceiling. Several Zubats hung upside down. A Geodude was hiding near a boulder. If I was a caveman, I would love this place. Then, a young boy walked over to us. He greeted us with a smile, a rare sight in this world.

"Hello. My brother, Brock, is dead. I will be taking over for him. Please follow me," the boy said. It was a funny greeting, but we followed him. "I will be the referee because we are too poor to afford one. It will be a one on one battle, since you only have one Pokemon. The first Pokemon to faint loses. Let's go!" The boy looked excited having this battle. The little boy threw the Pokeball, and a small looking Sheildon walked out. "It was a gift from my cousin," he said.

"Go Slowpoke," I cried out. "Use Water Gun." Slowpoke lazily opened its mouth, and shot a blast of water from its mouth. The quick Sheildon jumped up like a Chinese monk and dodged. "Use confusion on the water and aim it at Sheildon," I shouted out, hyped up by the battle. Slowpoke focused its mind on the water. A pink outer layer appeared on the water. When Sheildon fell onto the floor, Slowpoke smashed the water onto him.

"Sheildon, use Take Down," the boy cried out. Sheildon sprinted towards Slowpoke. Slowpoke tried to dodge, only resulting in Slowpoke on the floor, upside down and Sheildon with its head in the wall.

"Use Yawn." As you probably know, yawns are contagious. Slowpoke yawned and then Sheildon yawned (still halfway in the wall). Sheildon relaxed its muscles, and slowly feel into a deep slumber. However, the battle was not over yet. "Use Water gun!" Slowpoke opened its mouth again, and fired an ice cold blast. This awakened the sleeping Sheildon. Sheildon, with a new burst of energy, pulled its head out of the wall. It spun around in a full rage, and tackled Slowpoke. "Give it another Water Gun."

"Protect!" Sheildon protected itself with a magical wall just as the water blast hit it. "Rock Slide!" The quick transition between defending and attacking blew me off my feet. Sheildon smashed into the ground, sending a myriad of rocks rolling toward Slowpoke.

"Yaw..." I tried calling over to Slowpoke.

"Taunt," the little boy cut me off. He was sure good with commands. Sheildon looked at Slowpoke, and stuck out its tongue. This enraged Slowpoke into a fury.

"Aim a water gun right above Sheildon's head." Slowpoke shot another water blast at Shieldon's head. With Pokemon instinct, Sheildon jumped up to dodge. The powerful water gun hit him flat out in the face (finally) knocking it out.

"Good job," the boy choked, depressed by his loss. He then straightened himself out, handed me a badge and a TM. I nodded in thanks as Vanessa congratulated me with a hug. I gave it to Vanessa, thinking she could use the TM Rock Slide better than I could.

Another miraculous event also happened to me that day. Some boy, knowing that Vanessa assaulted a cop and is on death row, invited us to a gang. That gang was the acme of all gangs. It was a good gang, with helpful intentions. It was the center of all the gangs. It created all the gangs. It desired a new type of government. This world did not require a mixture of feudalism and dictatorship. This world required a democracy.

The gang was known as the Good Cops. This gang went around, making the police go in circles in investigations. The police were then too busy to know what happened in the cities. The city would then gather an army of Pokemon trainers, and rebel against Ash Ketchum. There would be another great war. The poor people, about 90% of the population, would rebel against the cops and Ash. Everyone who hated Ash (which was everybody) joined the gang. About 80% of the poor people were in this gang.

Vanessa also now has a purpose in life. She learned about a new event called an Olympic Contest. After the fall of Pokelathon (a stadium built for Pokemon sport competitions), the lower class mixed a regular contest and Pokelathon events together. Now there were 3 events in a contest. First there was an appeal stage, and the judges make the first cuts. Then the remaining people have a sport competition, and the top four in each event make it into the final round. In the final round, there will be elimination battles. Of course, now we both have to go to Olympic Battles and Gym Battles, but I was pretty interested in Olympic Battles myself.

After I gained my first badge, we both decided to run back to Virdian City to compete in the Olympic Contest. At the contest, there was a little commotion.

At the registration center, a policeman was arresting a guy for, "vandalizing government property." All the guy did was stick a piece of gym under the desk. However, everyone was too afraid to step up to the police. If only I stuck up for him. Then I would have died with him. However, if everyone stuck up to that annoying cop, we could of saved a guy's life. My mom once told me it was a sin to kill a mockingbird. When I asked her why, she said all they did was sing for us. What that guy did was killing a mockingbird.

After getting our registration completed, I went over to the designated bunking area. It was there I caught my first Pokemon. At the bunking bed, I noticed there was a green looking body sleeping. As I proceeded up the ladder onto my bed, I saw the claw of a Scyther swiping at me. Slowpoke jumped up in harm's way and took the blow. He then shot a water blast at Scyther. In panic and fear, I did not know what to do. Slowpoke, apparently faster than me, hit an empty Pokeball with its tail. The Pokeball sailed into Scyther, containing it in its manmade cell.

After saying good night to Vanessa, I shut off the lights (even though they were dim anyway) and fell into the grasp of Morpheous, the Greek god of sleep and dreams. In this ever lasting chaos of a new world, I couldn't wait until tomorrow.