Pokémon chapter 1 rewrite
Hello people! I understand the first chapter is tremendously boring but it was the only way I could start my fan fiction now I am farther in and want to repost first chapter so here I go. Pokémon chapter two the journey begins take two.
I quickly rode down the forest path on my bike towards Pallet, my brown hair flying behind me. I craned my head looking up at the sky, at the fluffy white clouds gently drifting across the sky. I was excited to be riding again if I continued at this pace I would be in Pallet town by dinner considering I left at noon. So I decided to take in the scenery of the quite beautiful life filled forest while I still had the chance. Perhaps I should have spent a little less time daydreaming and more time watching where I was going. The front tire hit a large stone and I screamed as I went flying head first into a bush, my bike landing next to me.
"Ouch!" I exclaimed as I rubbed my head. At least my bike is ok. I thought. Dad would kill me if I wrecked it. I tried to stand up but the bush rustled at every movement.
"There's something in the bush." I heard a deep male voice say.
"Is it a Pokémon?" a young girl asked.
"I'm gonna find out." said a younger male voice. "Pikachu thunder shock." There was a strike of thunder that came down a few feet away from me hitting my bike directly sending sparks flying scorching my prized bike. The voltage stopping inches from my skin.
I screamed shocked, as I staggered to my feet. Something hit me in the head then fell lifeless at my feet. I spun to my attackers. Three people stood there as I had heard 2 boys one girl. The girl had orange hair pulled to the side in a ponytail on the side of her head, the older boy had spiked brown hair while the younger one wore a red and white hat but his black hair still poked out from beneath it. A cute yellow Pikachu sat on his shoulder watching me. I looked down and saw what had hit me in the head…a poke ball. I bent down and picked it up.
"Oh I am sorry." The younger boy said, "I thought there was a Pokémon." He said sheepishly. He gave me a "my bad" look that reminded me of my sister. I couldn't stay mad at him. The older boy ran up to me and took me by the hands and began rambling poetry.
"What are you talking about?" I asked kind of freaked out.
"My name is Brock and will you be my girlfriend!" the boy yelled ecstatic hearts in his eyes.
"Um…." I stumbled then the girl grabbed him by the ear and dragged him away.
"Come on lover boy." She said as he cried pulling at his ear franticly.
Who are these people? I thought. The girl turned back to me.
"Sorry about that, I'm Misty that's Ash and I guess you already know Brock." She said as she glared at the brown haired boy again.
"It's fine." I said "My name is Claire." I looked down and screamed. "MY BIKE!" it was fried to a crisp completely unusable.
"Don't worry about it." Misty said. "Ash toasted my bike first time we met as well."
"That was new." I said depressed. "My dad bought it for me."
"Sorry about that." Ash said shyly as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. How could I stay mad at him?
"It's ok I guess. Maybe I can get another one."
"So where are you headed?" Misty asked.
"Pallet town." I responded and the three of them jumped at the name.
"That's where we are going!" Ash exclaimed. "I am on my way to become a Pokémon master and I am going to show my mom the badges I have gotten." He said obviously excited.
"Why are you going to Pallet town?" Brock asked. "There are no gyms there if you are looking for a badge."
"No… I am searching for someone." They looked at me their expressions begging for more. "I am trying to find my mother."
"What do you mean find your mother?" Ash asked and Brock and Misty looked at me a bit sad.
"Well when I was a child my parents divorced and I don't know my mother, I am hoping to find her in Pallet town but I don't know if she will be there." they all looked at me sympathetic.
"Any way," I said I got to go." And I pulled out a pokeball and called out my ponyta. Quickly I climbed on and rode off calling bye to them over my shoulder. They seemed nice and all but at this time I really would rather be left alone, still wondering if going to see my mother was right. As my younger sister had said she abandoned us with our father why should we care what happened to her. But somehow I just couldn't help but wonder.
I reached Pallet town quickly and approached the nearest building. The sign read. "Pr. Oak." I knocked on the door and after hearing a series of crashes the door opened. And a man in a white lab coat answered. He pushed up his glasses and seemed a bit unorganized. I looked past him to see an innocent looking Vulpix sitting beside a glass case of exquisite glass plates and silver wear.
"Hello, can I help you?" he greeted.
"Um yes I was wondering if you could tell me where I could find a Miss. Delia Ketchum." He eyed me suspiciously for a moment before asking.
"And just who are you? Why are you looking for her?"
"Oh my father knew her." the Professor looked like he was about to ask a question but there was a load crash from inside and he spun around to see the Vulpix running wild toppling bookshelves and heading for the glass.
"Oh um she lives right over there." He said hurriedly as he pointed to a nearby house.
"Thank you." I said with a slight bow he turned and ran back inside and I heard a loud crash of glass.
"NOT THE CHINA!" I heard him cry out in disappointment. For a split second I wondered if he would be ok but I shrugged it off and continued walking. I stopped at the door of the small yet tidy house. My stomach was doing flips and I realized I couldn't do it. I turned away from the house disappointed.
I looked up to see a large beautiful lush Garden with flowers blooming everywhere. I must have been so side tracked I missed it when I walked up. I stared at it for a long moment in awe before I was shocked back to reality by a woman's soft voice.
"Can I help you with something?" I turned on my heel to see a woman wearing a pink shirt and had brown hair. A Mr. Mime stood beside her. I stared in awe into the woman's light smiling face.