A/N: While it may seems confusing at first, this is a rewrite of a rewrite. The original story, originally created by phantom130 5, was picked up by me after he lost interest in the story. However, I stopped writing due to many reasons including school and a lack of interest in the story overall. Recently though, me and phantom130 5 have decided to co-write a revised version of the story for your enjoyment. Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 1: Cinnabar Intro

The island of Cinnabar, while located near the edge of Kanto, was small but not forgotten like most of the other islands in the vicinity. It's growing population of trainers and most importantly researchers had given birth to a growing boom in the popularity of the small island. And with trainers come Pokemon, and with Pokemon come battles, which attracted crowds by the hundreds to witness.

The gym battles of Blaine in particular were popular among the people of the island. A Fire-type user, he was a master of the Flamethrower and was an expert in the use of Fire Spin. As the 7th, he was one of the harder gym leaders, and trainers who were not prepared were always caught off guard by his difficulty.

This is what attracted Michael to him – his ability to overcome odds and win. Even if he lost and ended giving a gym badge to the trainer, Blaine was happy and one could tell he had a great time doing that. The boy, no more than 7, became a regular viewer of Blaine's matches, wanting to be like him one day – training Pokemon and having fun while doing it.

Of course, like every kid his age, he had a best friend who followed him everywhere. They played together almost every day and dreamt of the day that they became Pokemon trainers. On one particular day, they were lying in the grass next to the sea.

"Hey Ivan?" Michael questioned, "Do you think I would be a great Pokemon trainer?" Ivan just looked at him and smiled.

"Of course!" Ivan turned on his side and gave a look that said "duh". Michael responded with his usual large grin, happy that his best friend was so supportive. Michael then looked Ivan straight in his green eyes, and asked him something completely different.

"Do you want to go and have an adventure?"


The Pokemon Mansion was off limits to nearly everybody, with the only exceptions being Blaine and the researchers who studied the Pokemon inside. While Ivan had always stayed away from the place, Michael was curious and had mentioned several times, whether seriously or jokingly, that he wished to explore the mansion with Ivan.

So now, much to Ivan's displeasure, they were sneaking through the back of the mansion. Ivan, gulping anxiously, followed Michael with trepidation and fear. Michael, on the other hand, was much more active and excited. His eyes beamed as he silently opened the back door, making sure that nobody else could see them. Michael silently squeed, excited to have gone on an adventure for once.

As they stepped in, the creaking noises and the old-timey scent became apparent almost immediately to them. The cobwebs in the corners stuck out a sore thumbs, with Spinarak probably hanging out closer in the cracks next them, waiting to strike at the chance at whatever food comes into the web they had mustered up.

Ivan looked at Michael with concern. "Do you really want to do this?", he asked with a sense of peril in his voice. Michael simply laughed.

"Are you really chickening out now?" Michael questioned with a smile, We haven't even seen the famous statues yet!"

"I'm not chickening out!" Ivan yelled, "I'm brave! I can do this!"

"Good, cause you're coming with me anyways regardless." Michael grabbed Ivan's arm and began running with him into the mansion. They reached the main hall and saw a large group of statues, all laid out in a row. Each of them seemed to be depicting a Pokemon, one that they had never seen before. It was large, and had an almost regal look to it.

"What do you think it is?" asked Michael to Ivan who was also studying the strange looking creature.

"I'm not sure..." Ivan said quizzically, "But I think it might have to do with all of the rumors surrounding this place."

"You mean the ones about how experiments were done here that are crazy creepy and all that stuff? Do you really believe any of that?"

"Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction, Mike." Ivan dusted off the plate of the statue, which only read "Legendary" on it.

"Don't call me Mike!" Michael yelled at Ivan who began laughing and running away from him, followed by Michael who was quickly in chase. They ran throughout the hall, hiding behind statues and giggling the whole time. Ivan, hoping to get away from Michael, ran up the stairs and into the second floor. As he ran upstairs and hid inside one of the rooms, he noticed paper scattered throughout the room.

Now Ivan wasn't normally the curious one – he usually left that to Michael, but seeing as it was Michael's idea to go on an adventure, he felt that it was in his duty to oblige here and have fun just the same as he would in this scenario. Squinting his eyes, he noticed that the papers were research papers, talking about something that he didn't understand and talking in science mumbo jumbo. Grabbing the papers, he looked more closely at them and realized they weren't just science papers – they were diary entries for someone.

He looked at the first major entry that he understood:

Diary: July 5

Guyana, South America

A new Pokemon was discovered deep in the jungle.

A new Pokemon? Ivan thought. Could it be the one on the statues?

Before he could finish his exploration he heard a loud noise coming from outside. He put the papers down and opened the door only the find Michael with his nose pinched. There was a stench so strong it was almost dumbfounding.

"Oh god what it that smell?" Ivan said to Michael as he pinched his own nose. Michael simply pointed in front of him. There was a Pokemon there, a purple slime who was cowering in fear simply at the sight of them. Ivan, despite feeling bad for the poor thing, was more interested in the diary entries then the random Pokemon.

"Come on Michael, I have something really cool to show you right here!" Ivan said to Michael who was incredibly distracted. "Are you even paying attention?"

"Why is it scared of us?" Michael questioned Ivan, "I thought Pokemon were supposed to love humans?" Ivan just sighed and tried to get Michael to ignore it, knowing that is going to be a fruitless effort.

Michael began walking towards it, slowly easing his way to the cowering Pokemon. The Pokemon made a noise that sounded like it was saying it's name.

"Gri... Grimer?" Michael questioned, "Is that your name?"

The Grimer looked up at him with tear filled eyes. He saw how Michael's eyes were not filled with hate, but respect and love for him despite his stench. Grimer smiled and leaped into Michael's arms with enthusiasm and Michael smiled and laughed along with the Pokemon. Ivan simply shook his head and let Michael and the Pokemon do his thing.

Unknown to any of them, a researcher had just left one of the rooms next to Ivan and Michael and had just witnessed the whole event.

"Hey!" he yelled at the boys, causing them to look at the researcher in fear, "What are you boys doing here?"

Ivan and Michael simply stared at him with blank faces and open mouths, knowing that they were going to be in huge trouble with their parents.


"You are in so much trouble young man!" Ivan parents shouted, "We have told you several times never to enter the mansion!" Ivan said nothing. He simply looked at the ground in shame. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

Ivan simply looked up and said "At least I went on an adventure." He smiled at his parents and accepted his punishment, which was him being grounded for at least a month.

Meanwhile, Michael's parents were much more accepting than Ivan's. While they were angry at first, they were more impressed at the fact that Grimer decided to trust Michael, especially since he wasn't even a trainer yet.

The head researcher there, which turned out to be the one who discovered them in the mansion after he went back to retrieve some notes, had to talk to Michael's parents about this.

"He is quite gifted for his age," the researcher said, "He would make a great Pokemon trainer I believe." Both the parents seemed concerned, Michael's mother especially twiddled her thumbs nervously.

"But he's too young right now for it," the mother said to the researcher, "He's only seven! He still has three years until he can become one. I know he wants to be one but..." The mother stopped and looked at Michael, who was playing with Grimer. Despite not having known each other for long, the two had become inseparable. His mother turned back to the researcher with concerned eyes.

"If it was up to me, I wouldn't have him become a Pokemon trainer. I've heard stories about how dangerous it could be, and how some trainers get wrapped up in things beyond their control. Did you hear about Team Rocket and that boy named Red?"

The researcher stroked his chin. "I have heard some stories, though all I've heard about him is that he is going through all the gyms and defeating them one by one. Blaine is quite excited for his arrival."

"But I don't want my Michael going through all of that! Imagine how it could hurt him or-" Michael father's put his hand on her shoulder, calming her down. She simply lowered her head. "I just don't want him getting hurt."

The researcher, wanting Michael to put his skills to good use, beamed and came up with an idea. "How about we have him go with Professor Oak? In Pallet?" The parents both started thinking.

"Well, Pallet isn't too far thankfully," the father said, "And I'm pretty sure he'll learn a lot there. And he'll be under protection there."

The mother wasn't as convinced. "Could we at least go with him? To, you know, make sure he's ok?" The researcher simply nodded.

"Of course you can," he said with a big smile, "He is your son after all. And like you said, he is only seven. I wouldn't want someone that age going out by themselves. Wait until he's at least ten." The parents nodded and smiled.

They turned to Michael and called to him. Both him and Grimer perked up, as they were both in each others faces – both figuratively and literally. The mother smiled.

"Get ready Michael – you are about to go on an adventure!"