Alright, wassup people! I'm back with another story, this time a Pokémon Fic called 'If I Was In Pokémon?'. Basically, my OC character, Nicholas Burton, finally goes on his journey with a Pokémon of his choice! He'll have to deal with other Pokémon Trainers, battling, and reaching for the title of Pokémon Master... all the while dealing with a grumpy Starter Pokémon. Enjoy!

I don't own Pokémon whatsoever.


If I Was In Pokemon?

Chapter 1: I Choose You!

Ring, Ring, Ring!

"Groan… Five more minutes…" A young, but deep male voice drawled as a hand made its way from under a tangled mess of sheets. The limited light coming from the shaded windows only gave enough sunlight to show that the hand had light brown coloring. The brown hand had reached to its limit before another grunt was made before the hand reached an inch farther and slammed down on a blaring alarm clock. The time on the digital clock showed 6:00 am, explaining the thin lines of light slowly rising up the walls.

With a very tired yawn, the sheets had begun to ascend into the air as the owner of the yawn showed himself from the confines of his bed. The teenager rubbed his eyes before his left hand went to reach out again, this time grabbing a pair of glasses off his nightstand. He put the glasses on and blinked his eyes, trying to get the tired out. The sheets of his bed slid down his back as he stood off his bed, his bare feet touching the warm and fuzzy blue carpeting. The black male gave another waking up yawn and outstretched his arms to the arm.

He wore only grey boxers, everything else showing skin. He was slightly chubby, but nothing too drastic. His black hair was short and curly and his eyes were a chocolate brown. He had already started to grow body hair in places not needed to know.

After his morning stretching, the teenager scratched his right hip before turning his head to the alarm clock. His eyes squinted in annoyance when he noticed the time. "Why the hell did I wake up so early?" He mumbled, not able to remember why he set his clock to ring at that time. He didn't bother to waste his time remembering and shrugged.

"Well I'm already up so there's no point in going back to back." He spoke to himself before turning to his closet.

Walking towards the small clothes compartment, he had to step over piles of old clothes. 'Gotta clean this later.' He thought. Once he reached his destination, his hands reached for the knobs before the doors opened as wide as they could. The teen hummed and tapped his chin as he looked inside his closet. "Now," He muttered. "What should I wear-ah ha!" He gasped in realization before picked out a set of clothes.

After a few minutes of changing, the teen stood in front of a body mirror to check over his wardrobe.

He had on a pair of Jordan sneakers on, the height going to the ankles. The bottom of his soles was red, his back sides of the shoes were black and the rest were white. His baggy black cargo pants covered most of his ankles and went up to his waist, hanging slightly in the bag. A plan grey shirt was worn over his torso and a dark red jacket was worn over it. There were words over the jacket and when zipped closed, the letters spelled 'I can't keep calm, I'm a Burton.' On his head was a black beanie with no fuzzy ball on top. His hands wore fingerless black gloves.

The teenager nodded at his look before turning to his room door. He gripped the doorknob and twisted it before pulling the door open and walking down the steps.

He made his way to the kitchen and saw that the light was already turned on. He heard the sound of water running and when he stepped inside and looked to his left, he saw a tall woman with short brown hair doing the dishes. He sighed and opened the fridge. "Hey mom." The teenager said simply, earning a 'Good morning.' Taking out a the milk, the teenager went around the kitchen to get the needed supplies to make cereal. He poured in his favorite cereal, Fruity Pebbles, and added milk. After putting the milk back into the fridge, the teenager sat down in a chair and started to shove his food in his mouth.

His mother looked at him from the corner of her eyes before turning back to the dishes with a grin. "Why are you so unenthusiastic? I'd thought you'd be bouncing off the walls today." She said earning a side glance in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, bits of cereal still in his mouth. His mother chuckled. "Wow, I can't believe you forgot, Nicholas." The now named Nicholas raised a brow. "Can you tell me what I'm missing?" He gave a small chuckle at the end and the only answer he got was a finger pointing to the fridge. Nicholas' eyes traveled to machine and saw a calendar on the freezer door.

On the calendar was arrows, large red arrows pointing to the 3rd of June, a quick paced made circle around the square. In the box was a writing that said "Day of Journey!" The three words made his eyes widen in shock before he started choking on his cereal.

Laughing, his mother shook her head. "Nicholas, how could you really forget? You even drew all of that last night." She deadpanned and Nicholas managed to stop coughing. His eyes opened wide as he looked at his mom.

"Today's the day I get my Pokemon!?" He shouted, not caring if others in the house were disturbed in their sleep. His mother nodded and turned off the water.

"Yep." She said simply and Nicholas' mouth quickly turning into a grin.

It was kinda stupid for him to forget the most special day of his life. The day he finally gets to start his journey with a Pokemon. He was 14 while most were able to get their Pokemon at the age of 10. He chose to stay home for the next four years though, because he didn't want to leave his mother with siblings until they were older than 4. The teenager had been dreaming about this day since he was 7.

And now it was here.

The teenager couldn't wait to leave and get his Pokemon now. He was so excited that he almost started choking on his food again when he tried to make words.

"Calm down or you're gonna choke to death." She joked/scolded as the teenager pounded on his chest.

"I can't believe it's already that day!" He breathed, finally swallowing down the cereal.

"Yeah, I can't believe it either." His mother said, and Nicholas saw the look in her eyes. "I still can't believe my little boy has grown up into a man. You're already leaving." She whispered, gaining a small groan of fake annoyance.

"Mooom, I've stayed with you for as long as I could remember. You knew I was gonna leave soon." She nodded at her child.

"I know, but the days went by so quickly!" She laughed and Nicholas stood up with his bowl.

"Don't worry, about anything. I'll visit." He stated and his mother nodded.

"You better." She said before actually noticing his attire.

"Wait, where's your backpack?" She inquired and Nicholas almost dropped his empty bowl.

"Crap, I knew I was forgetting something!" He said, careful not to curse in front of his mom. The woman looked at him with a scolding gaze.

"You're about to leave and you already forgot to pack? I guess you really do need me." Nicholas gave a sheepish chuckle.

"I already forgot that today is the day I leave." He said, trying to cover up his second mistake.

His mother sighed and put her hands on her hips. "I guess you're right, but hurry up and get your stuff ready. You have to get to Oak's in less than 30 minutes." She instructed. "Oh and don't worry about your room, I'll clean it up." She said. Nicholas nodded with a smile and hugged his mom.

"Thanks, mom." He said before letting go and going to the kitchen door.

He heard one more statement from his mom that made his smile grow. "Happy Birthday, Nick-Nick!" He gave a wave and left the kitchen to get his stuff. After getting his stuff, he started his way to his destination, Professor Oak's Laboratory. But he didn't leave before to say goodbye to his family.


After a few minutes of running to the lab, Nicholas finally made it. He huffed as he stood in front of the large gates of the lab. He leaned forward and held himself up with his hands on his knees. His head turned to his left and raised his arm to press a button on the wall. Hearing a buzz sound from the button, he heard a 'Come in' and the large gates in front of him slowly opened up. Nicholas grunted before jogging up the hill to the lab, his excitement to get a Pokemon fueling his legs.

As soon as he made it inside the laboratory, Nicholas had walked through the front door and was met by a man in a lab coat. The man had slightly grey hair mixing in with the brown strands. His skin had a light tan and his eyes were old, but still had young feelings. He wore a lab coat out over his regular clothes, his hands inside his pockets. He was Professor Oak.

Oak gave a grin as he saw Nicholas stand up. "Ah, Nicholas. I was wondering when you'd come to get your Pokemon." He said as if expecting it. Nicholas gave a quick sigh of real annoyance. "Mom called you didn't she?" He deadpanned and Oak nodded. "Yeah, she did. She warned me that you'd be impatient and wanted to start of immediately." He joked and Nicholas felt a bit embarrassed.

"Well she wasn't wrong. Can we just hurry this up?" He said quickly, but not trying to sound rude. Oak nodded and raised a hand, a finger motioning for Nicholas to follow. Said teen understood quickly as he ran to Oak's side and the two were walking through the laboratory.

After a few minutes that felt like hours, Nicholas finally made it to a certain room. The room was filled with machines and Pokeballs, definitely explaining that the room was used for Pokemon. As Nicholas' eyes traveled the room, Oak had walked to the center of the room and stopped at a machine. When Nicholas heard the sound of a button being pressed, his eyes traveled to Oak and then the machine.

The machine's top had folded backwards and the items inside were exposed. 3 Pokeballs were shown to Nicholas, making his eyes widen. "Sweet Jesus…" He mumbled, too interested in the sight of mere Pokeballs that held the Pokemon starters. Oak wanted to laugh and let him stare, but he did have things to do.

He coughed into his hand, taking Nicholas' attention. "Um, excuse me Nicholas, but you do have to pick a Pokemon." He declared with a smile, seeing Nicholas grin sheepishly and scratch the back of his head.

"Oh right, sorry." He chuckled as his eyes went back to the Pokeballs. "I already know what Pokemon I want, Professor." He said before reaching to one of the capsules and picking it up. Holding out his hand to the flow, a flash of light erupted from the Pokeball, momentarily blinding the black teenager. The light quickly took shape on the ground and the brightness faded. When Nicholas got his eyesight back, his grin got larger as he turned to Professor Oak. Oak nodded with a chuckle, already expecting his choice.

"I had a feeling you'd pick Charmander."

Charmander was only a small orange lizard like Pokemon with a fire on the tip of its tail. Its height reached up to Nicholas' knees and the tail was almost longer than his arm. Small fangs poked from its mouth and its sharp eyes looked back at Nicholas'. Nicholas bent down to his knees and looked at Charmander at its height level. He smiled and held out his hand.

"Hello, I'm Nicholas. I'm gonna be your new trainer." He said and noticed that Charmander was staring at his outstretched hand. Said lizard looked back up at Nicholas' eyes before it huffed and turned away with a scowl, arms crossed. Nicholas blinked in surprise and he heard a fake cough from Oak. "Sorry about that Nick, she's been a tough one for a few trainers and she's been returned many times." He said with slight embarrassment.

The dark skinned teenager only gave a smirk. "Really? Charmander's a she?" The Charmander and Oak sweatdropped. 'That's what he hears?' The professor gave a small annoyed frown. "Did you even hear what I said?" Nicholas gave a small chuckle and nodded. "Of course I did. But don't worry, I don't think little Miss Grumpy here will be much of a problem." Nicholas teased earning a tick mark on the lizard's forehead.

The Charmander sucked her teeth before letting out a small blast of flames in Nicholas' face. "And there goes Charmander's Ember." Oak sighed as Nicholas coughed out a puff of smoke, his face looking like a large piece of coal. Nicholas blinked at the lizard Pokémon. Charmander scoffed and turned back around.

Nicholas stared at the female Pokemon with a twitching eye. "Why you…" Nicholas started and Charmander smirked. Oak covered his face. 'Now he's gonna explode like an Electrode.' Oak thought in annoyance until Nicholas lunged at the large lizard. Before both the Pokemon and professor could comprehend what happened, Charmander was lifted up from the floor and into a hug. In her surprise, she felt Nicholas hug her body even tighter as he spun around.

"You're so amazing!" Nicholas exclaimed while Charmander had a small blush on her cheeks. The lizard growled in frustration before her nails extended. Oak saw this coming and shook his head. Nicholas soon found himself on the floor, trying to push off a scratching Charmander from his face. The angry Pokemon didn't let up and continued to use her Scratch attack while Nicholas screamed. "Get her off! Get her off!" The teenager shouted before Charmander turned into red light and got sucked back into a Pokeball.

Professor Oak held a Pokeball in his right hand and had an amused grin on his face. "While it's uncomfortable, you have to admit it is still amazing to feel a Pokemon's attack first hand." Oak said and Nicholas panted as he got up. "You… got that… right." Nicholas said with a small smile. The professor could see the red scratch marks all over Nicholas' face. Oak looked at the Pokeball in his hand with a sigh. "I guess she's staying here until the next trainer." He muttered.

"What are you talking about? I'm still taking her." Nicholas declared, making Oak's eyes blink.

"Really? After getting burned and scratched up in the same 5 minutes?" Nicholas scratched an uninjured spot on his cheek. "Of course. It was my fault because I riled her up, but she's still got that fiery and sassy attitude. Perfect for a Charmander!" Nicholas explained with a smile.

The Pokemon Expert stared at the teen like he was crazy until he started laughing. "I guess you're right, but let me ask you," Oak lost his smile to a sincere and serious outlook. "When you're caught in a bind and need her help, will you know she'll help you for sure?" He questioned and Nicholas just stared at him, or more specifically Charmander's Pokeball.

The two were quiet for a moment before Nicholas let out a chuckle. Nicholas started to walk forward. "It's only right for a Pokemon to help its trainer, right?" He said simply before reaching out to the Pokeball. "I think we'll be perfect for each other." Nicholas declared before he took the ball from Oak's hand. The Professor of Kanto answered back with a smirk. "I guess you're right." Oak replied.

"Of course I am. When am I ever wrong?" Oak raised his finger. "Don't answer that." Nicholas quickly replied getting a laugh from Oak. "Okay, okay, enough of the funny stuff." Oak said before he walked to a table and picked something up. He walked back to the black teenager and smiled. "Here ya go, Nick. These will help you on your journey." Oak stated and Nicholas looked at his hands.

Handed to him were 5 deactivated Pokeballs and one red Pokedex. The dark skinned teenager smirked and took the objects with a nod. While he hooked the Pokeball to his belt, Oak began talking. "Those Pokeballs will help you create your team, but as a warning don't catch more than 6 at a time. If you do, all of your Pokeballs won't work until you've sent a Pokemon to me." Nicholas nodded, understanding easily. Oak continued, pointing to the Pokedex in Nicholas' hand.

"And that machine you have there is called a Pokedex. It is a small device that will tell you everything you need about a Pokemon only be scanning." Oak finished before he held out a hand. Nicholas blinked before taking it with his own hand. "Nick," Oak began with a smile. "I've seen you grow up since you were a baby and now you're a man."

Nicholas groaned and rolled his eyes. "God, you too? I just told mom the same thing! I'm only 14 Professor Oak." Nicholas chuckled, as did Oak. "I know that, but please listen. Be careful." Oak gave a smirk. "I've seen how you act and let me tell you, you won't last more than 3 days." The professor joked and Nicholas feigned looking hurt. "I hurt professor! To be seen as a useless child!" Nicholas said overdramatically with a long breath.

Oak nodded. "Well I wouldn't say useless. Just reckless." He teased and Nicholas laughed. "I already know, but now I'm old enough to go my own way. I have a Pokemon now." Nicholas replied before stepping back. "I think I know how to act out in the real world." Nicholas stated as Oak raised his hand. "Okay, I get it. But still, be careful and everything will work out just fine." Nicholas nodded before waving back and walking out the lab.

Oak saw the door close behind the boy and soon heard the sounds of loud cheering. The Professor of Kanto sighed in amusement and shook his head. "And it was only 10 seconds. His mom owes me 5 dollars."

Nicholas hummed lightly as he closed the large metal gates behind him. The teenager's hand made its way to his belt and unlatched a Pokeball from its confides. Nicholas held out his hand and a flash of light appeared before Charmander was once again free into the world.

The large orange lizard blinked to get her eyes straight before she regained her bearings. Soon enough, her scowl returned and her head turned towards her new trainer. Nicholas smiled kindly and waved.

"It's so nice to have you as a partner Charmander! We're gonna travel around the world together!" Nicholas exclaimed and Charmander only glared. The teen took notice and looked confused. He leaned forward and put his hands on his knees. "Charmander, what's wrong? Aren't you happy?" He asked in concern.

"Why would I be happy to have a human as a partner?" Charmander scoffed in disgust making Nicholas blink.

The wind blew and silence took over them for a few seconds before Nicholas screamed and fell on his back. "Wh-wha… WHAT THE HELL!?" Nicholas shouted as Charmander seemed to smirk at his reaction. "YOU CAN TALK!?"


And there goes the first chapter of If I Was In Pokémon? Pretty interesting right? Well, thank you for reading my new story. I really appreciate knowing that your eyeballs were staring at my words. Hehe, anyway if anybody wants to read more, I'll be updating ever 1 or 2 weeks. Please don't think I've turned into a quitter and bailed, always check my profile for new stories and updates. Again, thank you all for reading.

Peace!