Basically, I wrote this fic when I was interested in Pokemon, being as I
was, I started the adventures from the 2nd Chapter onwards. This is what I
got written of the 1st one.
Really, I just didn't finish in before my interest in Pokemon slipped away…
*Everthing original, characters, new Pokemon are copyright to me, I own everything that Nintendo doesn't in this fic. (email me if you want to use them, I might even give you a list of all 149 Pokemon I created) Now that I think about it, I might post my own Pokedex that I did, up here, I might even give it a bit of work now (even if I don't like Pokemon anymore)…*
Pokémon: The Journey Of Mike Stivson, follows the Pokémon training of Mike Stivson, cousin to Ash Ketchum, whose mother, Delia, is Mike's mother, Leanne's, sister.
The year is unclassified.
The starting age for Pokémon training has been raised to fourteen, to allow time for more education of the individual.
All 251 Pokémon are known of, along with the 149 species invented by myself; taking the total of discovered Pokémon up to 400 known species.
The three starting Pokémon all share the fact that they evolve to their second stage, then need the trainers to help them evolve to a third stage: Oddish, Poliwag and, my own creation, Tigerblaze.
The currency is '¬'. Ten of these '¬' makes one penny sterling.
Chapter 1
1.1.1 Pokémon! I Choose You!
Mike Stivson, cousin of Pokémon trainer, Ash Ketchum, starts off on his Pokémon quest tomorrow. Mike will make his way from his hometown of Cilo City and will travel with his first Pokémon, a choice from 3 possible types, of water, fire and grass Pokémon, an Oddish is the grass choice, a Tigerblaze is the fire and a Poliwag is the water.
Mike has a lot of similar traits as his father, Pokémon trainer, John Stivson, and, he hopes, the same skill.
That was the article in the local newspaper Mike's Mother was reading aloud to Mike and his family's pet Growlithe, who was laid dozing by the blazing fireplace. The fire cracked loudly, Mike yawned. "I'm going to bed now, Mom, I need to be up early in the morning, you know that." "OK, then honey," Mike's mother started, "You'd better get off, remember to set your alarm."
"I will Mom, see you in the morning."
Mike started towards the door and was just going through it when: "Oh, by the way, Mike..."
"Yeah, Mom?"
"Happy birthday, sweetheart."
"Thanks Mom, goodnight."
He started walking up the stairs, thinking about his beginning Pokémon choice, Oddish, Tigerblaze, or Poliwag. He just couldn't decide. He reached the first room off the top of the stairs, his bedroom, the room was the tidiest it had been for months. He took his time clearing up the stuff on his bed and, with a long yawn, he climbed into bed, making sure, of course, to switch on his alarm, as if anyone could be stupid enough to forget to switch their alarm on the night before they start Pokémon training.
"BEEP!! BEEP!!" Mike actually jumped out of bed before turning off the alarm. He quickly pulled on his jeans and T-shirt and raced down the stairs, taking them three at a time. He ran into the kitchen of the house, where his Mom, who looked like she had been up for hours already, was stood over the oven, making what smelled suspiciously like bacon sandwiches. Mike sat down at the table, the set-off ceremony wasn't until 9:00, he still had plenty of time to sit down to breakfast. Even if did happen to be hyperactive today.
Mike's Mom answered without turning around, "Good morning, Mike, dear."
"Hi, Mom," Mike said back, a feeling that had bothered him for a while caught up with him, he was feeling a little guilty about leaving his Mother all alone, 'Well,' he thought, 'Growlithe's always here.'
"Mom?" She turned around, "Yeah, Hon?" Mike sighed, "Are you sure that you're going to be alright here without me here?" It sounded a bit pathetic, but the thought still worried Mike.
"Sure I am, Mike. Anyway, I won't be alone, Growlithe's always here." Growlithe, who was asleep in his bed opened his eyes and, issuing a few sparks, yawned at Mike. Mike smiled. "OK, then."
The next two hours sailed by. But Mike still pressed his decision on which Pokémon he was going to choose. Tigerblaze or Oddish, not Poliwag. Mike had never liked water, not necessarily water Pokémon, just water itself. So it was between Oddish and Tigerblaze.
"Mom, Oddish or Tigerblaze?"
"What? Oh, Mike. I can't make that decision for you."
"But if you were starting training. Oddish or Tigerblaze?"
"Well, I'd probably have to go for Oddish, but that certainly doesn't mean that you have to."
"Yeah, OK." Mike had actually been seriously considering Oddish over Tigerblaze, but that settled it. It was going to be Oddish.
Mike made his way to the lab of Professor Erudite earlier than he was supposed to. The truth was, Professor Erudite.
She handed him his Poliwag and went through the same procedure as she did with Mike and gave Jez the Pokéball, maybe a little reproachfully. As soon as Jez had the ball, he pushed past Mike and, without a second glance at Professor Erudite, waved and said goodbye without even turning around. Professor Erudite frowned. "That's a nasty piece of work there. Ah, well. It's not my place to complain, besides, he didn't wait long enough to get this." She held up a tiny mobile phone. "His Pokédial mobile phone. Here you go, Mike." She handed the phone to him.
"Wow, I didn't know we were supposed to get these."
Professor Erudite smiled wickedly, "That's because you're not." She opened a drawer and took out another phone; she laid it down on a desk.
"Who's that for?" Mike asked. The professor glanced to the door, without looking at Mike; she went to the door and pulled it open. "Becky." Becky stood at the door, hand poised just about to press the doorbell. "She's leaving today aswell." Mike took a step back to lean against the desk behind him. Becky had lived two houses away from Mike since he could remember. Since she had become interested in becoming a Pokémon trainer, Mike had seen her in a totally different light, and even started to like her, you know, as in like. Becky smiled at the sight of Mike and took a step into the lab.
"Hi, Becky." Mike said, playing it as cool as he could. Then he stumbled over a box to his right.
Becky hurried over to where Mike had fallen and knelt down beside him. "Are you alright, Mike?" She asked, maybe a little more desperately than she would have liked.
Mike smiled, awkwardly. "Yeah, sure. I'm OK."
Becky laughed self-consciously and stood up hurriedly, realising she had reacted a bit too keen. Seconds passed that felt like hours, as the two new teenage Pokémon trainers uneasily laughed and smiled.
Professor Erudite laughed and broke the silence. "So, Becky. What kept you?"
1.1.1.1 Becky broke the trance with Mike and turned to Professor Erudite. "I'm not late. I'm here at the time you told me to be. Aren't I?" She looked at her watch. "09:00, right?"
1.1.1.2 That was true, but the time now was 09:23, Mike realised as he looked at his own watch. "Yeah, Becky. Twenty three minutes ago."
"What?" She grabbed Mike's hand and brought the watch up to her face. "Oh…" "Am I the last? Is my Pokémon still there?" Professor Erudite frowned. "Which Pokémon did you want, Becky?" Becky stared blankly at the one Pokéball left on the table in the centre of the lab. The one with the big flame on the front. "Poliwag." She said.
Professor Erudite looked sympathetic. "I'm sorry, Becky. Poliwag's already gone." Becky shot a look at Mike. "Hey, don't look at me, Jez took it." "Oh, Jez took it, did he?" She paused to find the error in that sentence. "Jez took it?"
Mike felt reluctant to tell her why Jez actually took it. Professor Erudite saved him from this. "He plans to evolve it as soon as he can, with or without the Pokémon's agreement, into a Poliwrath."
Becky's face fell, she looked confused. "But, why didn't you tell him he couldn't have it, if that was his plan?"
Professor Erudite looked pained. "That's not my place to do anything, Becky." "The only Pokémon left is Tigerblaze." "Do you want it, or do you want to wait until the next trainers set off, in a years time?" The answer to this was obvious; Becky wasn't going to wait for another year to start training. "Tigerblaze. I'll go with it." Nobody said a word as Professor Erudite equipped Becky with everything she needed.
As they both stopped at the path leading to Simension Forest, after the ceremony and after saying goodbye to Professor Erudite and their families, Becky looked at Mike and took his hand in hers. "Mike, I hope we meet again some time soon. I really do." Mike stared blankly before getting the message.
"So do I, Becky." Her eyes welling up with tears, Becky said what they had both wanted to say for years: "Mike, I like you. A lot. But it's too late for that now, we've both got separate paths now, I'll see you soon." And at that, she took off, at full speed, and ran straight into the forest entrance and disappeared into the foliage.
Mike stood, blank, for a few minutes. "OK. Oddish." He'd only seen him for a brief introduction at the ceremony. It was time to let him out again. Mike pulled the Pokéball from his belt and assumed his pose. Which he'd been practising for years, not that there was any reason for a pose, nothing called for one. But, he still used it. "Oddish, I choose you!!" He threw the ball, for no particular reason; he could just as well have thrown it lightly in the air. Oddish melted into form from the white Pokéball energy and stood; posed for battle. When it didn't come, he turned around to face Mike. "Odd?" He enquired, then walked over to Mike. Mike explained, "I just thought I'd let you out. There's no battle." At this, Oddish smiled and jumped up onto Mike's shoulder.
"So, let's go, shall we?" Mike suggested. Oddish nodded and they set off to start their adventure through Simension Forest.
It only took a few minutes to reach a hut in the edge of the forest, Mike entered it with Oddish still on his shoulder; having Oddish out of his Pokéball and travelling with him, Mike felt safe. He decided then, that he should keep him out, anyway, it would be easier for them to become friends that way.
The hut was small, or at least it looked like it from the outside, once inside, the floor sloped downwards and opened up into a huge underground room, equipped with a Pokémon treatment area, Pokémart and a rest area for trainers.
Mike walked up to the Pokémart, a man was behind the counter, a yellow nametag on his sweater said: John. Mike checked his pockets: ¬2000 and a packet of juicy fruit. He could buy a few potions while he was here.
"Hi, can I have five potions, please?" John took five potions from the shelf behind him and handed them to Mike. "How about a super potion or two while you're at it?" He asked. Mike hesitated, then conceded and bought one.
He was just about to go when John whispered to him: "Hey, Kid…" Mike turned around to find John leaning over the counter, a small black box in his hand, outstretched to Mike. "Take it, it may come in handy. It's an HM, the Cut HM." Mike took the box and put it in his bag. "Go on and be a master, kid." John said as Mike began to leave.
Mike turned around again. "That's the plan."
"Oddish!" Oddish shouted. Once they had got into the forest, Oddish had started to walk a few metres in front of Mike, seemingly enjoying the grass and flowers and of course, the trees. Mike walked slowly, exploring the world inside his Pokédex, flicking through the Pokédex Pokémon list, there were spaces for four hundred Pokémon, only three of which were filled: Growlithe, Oddish and Tigerblaze. He still had a long way to go if he was to become a Pokémon master. A very long way.
Mike stopped to look up at the sky, blue with only a hint of cloud. The sun shone brightly, but not so brightly that you'd be blinded if you looked at it. A shadow flitted across a cloud and disappeared. 'A perfect day to start Pokémon training.' Mike thought. He couldn't have been further from the truth…
Here follows a messy encounter with Spearow, Fearow and even the one Searow. They run into a Venusaur that is extremely weakened from the birds, the Venusaur transfers it power to Oddish, who uses it for a Solar Beam, dispersing the flocks as it reaches to the edge of the atmosphere (or something like that). They are unconscious for several days afterwards, then the adventure really begins…(Funny, that almost sounded interesting…)
Really, I just didn't finish in before my interest in Pokemon slipped away…
*Everthing original, characters, new Pokemon are copyright to me, I own everything that Nintendo doesn't in this fic. (email me if you want to use them, I might even give you a list of all 149 Pokemon I created) Now that I think about it, I might post my own Pokedex that I did, up here, I might even give it a bit of work now (even if I don't like Pokemon anymore)…*
Pokémon: The Journey Of Mike Stivson, follows the Pokémon training of Mike Stivson, cousin to Ash Ketchum, whose mother, Delia, is Mike's mother, Leanne's, sister.
The year is unclassified.
The starting age for Pokémon training has been raised to fourteen, to allow time for more education of the individual.
All 251 Pokémon are known of, along with the 149 species invented by myself; taking the total of discovered Pokémon up to 400 known species.
The three starting Pokémon all share the fact that they evolve to their second stage, then need the trainers to help them evolve to a third stage: Oddish, Poliwag and, my own creation, Tigerblaze.
The currency is '¬'. Ten of these '¬' makes one penny sterling.
Chapter 1
1.1.1 Pokémon! I Choose You!
Mike Stivson, cousin of Pokémon trainer, Ash Ketchum, starts off on his Pokémon quest tomorrow. Mike will make his way from his hometown of Cilo City and will travel with his first Pokémon, a choice from 3 possible types, of water, fire and grass Pokémon, an Oddish is the grass choice, a Tigerblaze is the fire and a Poliwag is the water.
Mike has a lot of similar traits as his father, Pokémon trainer, John Stivson, and, he hopes, the same skill.
That was the article in the local newspaper Mike's Mother was reading aloud to Mike and his family's pet Growlithe, who was laid dozing by the blazing fireplace. The fire cracked loudly, Mike yawned. "I'm going to bed now, Mom, I need to be up early in the morning, you know that." "OK, then honey," Mike's mother started, "You'd better get off, remember to set your alarm."
"I will Mom, see you in the morning."
Mike started towards the door and was just going through it when: "Oh, by the way, Mike..."
"Yeah, Mom?"
"Happy birthday, sweetheart."
"Thanks Mom, goodnight."
He started walking up the stairs, thinking about his beginning Pokémon choice, Oddish, Tigerblaze, or Poliwag. He just couldn't decide. He reached the first room off the top of the stairs, his bedroom, the room was the tidiest it had been for months. He took his time clearing up the stuff on his bed and, with a long yawn, he climbed into bed, making sure, of course, to switch on his alarm, as if anyone could be stupid enough to forget to switch their alarm on the night before they start Pokémon training.
"BEEP!! BEEP!!" Mike actually jumped out of bed before turning off the alarm. He quickly pulled on his jeans and T-shirt and raced down the stairs, taking them three at a time. He ran into the kitchen of the house, where his Mom, who looked like she had been up for hours already, was stood over the oven, making what smelled suspiciously like bacon sandwiches. Mike sat down at the table, the set-off ceremony wasn't until 9:00, he still had plenty of time to sit down to breakfast. Even if did happen to be hyperactive today.
Mike's Mom answered without turning around, "Good morning, Mike, dear."
"Hi, Mom," Mike said back, a feeling that had bothered him for a while caught up with him, he was feeling a little guilty about leaving his Mother all alone, 'Well,' he thought, 'Growlithe's always here.'
"Mom?" She turned around, "Yeah, Hon?" Mike sighed, "Are you sure that you're going to be alright here without me here?" It sounded a bit pathetic, but the thought still worried Mike.
"Sure I am, Mike. Anyway, I won't be alone, Growlithe's always here." Growlithe, who was asleep in his bed opened his eyes and, issuing a few sparks, yawned at Mike. Mike smiled. "OK, then."
The next two hours sailed by. But Mike still pressed his decision on which Pokémon he was going to choose. Tigerblaze or Oddish, not Poliwag. Mike had never liked water, not necessarily water Pokémon, just water itself. So it was between Oddish and Tigerblaze.
"Mom, Oddish or Tigerblaze?"
"What? Oh, Mike. I can't make that decision for you."
"But if you were starting training. Oddish or Tigerblaze?"
"Well, I'd probably have to go for Oddish, but that certainly doesn't mean that you have to."
"Yeah, OK." Mike had actually been seriously considering Oddish over Tigerblaze, but that settled it. It was going to be Oddish.
Mike made his way to the lab of Professor Erudite earlier than he was supposed to. The truth was, Professor Erudite.
She handed him his Poliwag and went through the same procedure as she did with Mike and gave Jez the Pokéball, maybe a little reproachfully. As soon as Jez had the ball, he pushed past Mike and, without a second glance at Professor Erudite, waved and said goodbye without even turning around. Professor Erudite frowned. "That's a nasty piece of work there. Ah, well. It's not my place to complain, besides, he didn't wait long enough to get this." She held up a tiny mobile phone. "His Pokédial mobile phone. Here you go, Mike." She handed the phone to him.
"Wow, I didn't know we were supposed to get these."
Professor Erudite smiled wickedly, "That's because you're not." She opened a drawer and took out another phone; she laid it down on a desk.
"Who's that for?" Mike asked. The professor glanced to the door, without looking at Mike; she went to the door and pulled it open. "Becky." Becky stood at the door, hand poised just about to press the doorbell. "She's leaving today aswell." Mike took a step back to lean against the desk behind him. Becky had lived two houses away from Mike since he could remember. Since she had become interested in becoming a Pokémon trainer, Mike had seen her in a totally different light, and even started to like her, you know, as in like. Becky smiled at the sight of Mike and took a step into the lab.
"Hi, Becky." Mike said, playing it as cool as he could. Then he stumbled over a box to his right.
Becky hurried over to where Mike had fallen and knelt down beside him. "Are you alright, Mike?" She asked, maybe a little more desperately than she would have liked.
Mike smiled, awkwardly. "Yeah, sure. I'm OK."
Becky laughed self-consciously and stood up hurriedly, realising she had reacted a bit too keen. Seconds passed that felt like hours, as the two new teenage Pokémon trainers uneasily laughed and smiled.
Professor Erudite laughed and broke the silence. "So, Becky. What kept you?"
1.1.1.1 Becky broke the trance with Mike and turned to Professor Erudite. "I'm not late. I'm here at the time you told me to be. Aren't I?" She looked at her watch. "09:00, right?"
1.1.1.2 That was true, but the time now was 09:23, Mike realised as he looked at his own watch. "Yeah, Becky. Twenty three minutes ago."
"What?" She grabbed Mike's hand and brought the watch up to her face. "Oh…" "Am I the last? Is my Pokémon still there?" Professor Erudite frowned. "Which Pokémon did you want, Becky?" Becky stared blankly at the one Pokéball left on the table in the centre of the lab. The one with the big flame on the front. "Poliwag." She said.
Professor Erudite looked sympathetic. "I'm sorry, Becky. Poliwag's already gone." Becky shot a look at Mike. "Hey, don't look at me, Jez took it." "Oh, Jez took it, did he?" She paused to find the error in that sentence. "Jez took it?"
Mike felt reluctant to tell her why Jez actually took it. Professor Erudite saved him from this. "He plans to evolve it as soon as he can, with or without the Pokémon's agreement, into a Poliwrath."
Becky's face fell, she looked confused. "But, why didn't you tell him he couldn't have it, if that was his plan?"
Professor Erudite looked pained. "That's not my place to do anything, Becky." "The only Pokémon left is Tigerblaze." "Do you want it, or do you want to wait until the next trainers set off, in a years time?" The answer to this was obvious; Becky wasn't going to wait for another year to start training. "Tigerblaze. I'll go with it." Nobody said a word as Professor Erudite equipped Becky with everything she needed.
As they both stopped at the path leading to Simension Forest, after the ceremony and after saying goodbye to Professor Erudite and their families, Becky looked at Mike and took his hand in hers. "Mike, I hope we meet again some time soon. I really do." Mike stared blankly before getting the message.
"So do I, Becky." Her eyes welling up with tears, Becky said what they had both wanted to say for years: "Mike, I like you. A lot. But it's too late for that now, we've both got separate paths now, I'll see you soon." And at that, she took off, at full speed, and ran straight into the forest entrance and disappeared into the foliage.
Mike stood, blank, for a few minutes. "OK. Oddish." He'd only seen him for a brief introduction at the ceremony. It was time to let him out again. Mike pulled the Pokéball from his belt and assumed his pose. Which he'd been practising for years, not that there was any reason for a pose, nothing called for one. But, he still used it. "Oddish, I choose you!!" He threw the ball, for no particular reason; he could just as well have thrown it lightly in the air. Oddish melted into form from the white Pokéball energy and stood; posed for battle. When it didn't come, he turned around to face Mike. "Odd?" He enquired, then walked over to Mike. Mike explained, "I just thought I'd let you out. There's no battle." At this, Oddish smiled and jumped up onto Mike's shoulder.
"So, let's go, shall we?" Mike suggested. Oddish nodded and they set off to start their adventure through Simension Forest.
It only took a few minutes to reach a hut in the edge of the forest, Mike entered it with Oddish still on his shoulder; having Oddish out of his Pokéball and travelling with him, Mike felt safe. He decided then, that he should keep him out, anyway, it would be easier for them to become friends that way.
The hut was small, or at least it looked like it from the outside, once inside, the floor sloped downwards and opened up into a huge underground room, equipped with a Pokémon treatment area, Pokémart and a rest area for trainers.
Mike walked up to the Pokémart, a man was behind the counter, a yellow nametag on his sweater said: John. Mike checked his pockets: ¬2000 and a packet of juicy fruit. He could buy a few potions while he was here.
"Hi, can I have five potions, please?" John took five potions from the shelf behind him and handed them to Mike. "How about a super potion or two while you're at it?" He asked. Mike hesitated, then conceded and bought one.
He was just about to go when John whispered to him: "Hey, Kid…" Mike turned around to find John leaning over the counter, a small black box in his hand, outstretched to Mike. "Take it, it may come in handy. It's an HM, the Cut HM." Mike took the box and put it in his bag. "Go on and be a master, kid." John said as Mike began to leave.
Mike turned around again. "That's the plan."
"Oddish!" Oddish shouted. Once they had got into the forest, Oddish had started to walk a few metres in front of Mike, seemingly enjoying the grass and flowers and of course, the trees. Mike walked slowly, exploring the world inside his Pokédex, flicking through the Pokédex Pokémon list, there were spaces for four hundred Pokémon, only three of which were filled: Growlithe, Oddish and Tigerblaze. He still had a long way to go if he was to become a Pokémon master. A very long way.
Mike stopped to look up at the sky, blue with only a hint of cloud. The sun shone brightly, but not so brightly that you'd be blinded if you looked at it. A shadow flitted across a cloud and disappeared. 'A perfect day to start Pokémon training.' Mike thought. He couldn't have been further from the truth…
Here follows a messy encounter with Spearow, Fearow and even the one Searow. They run into a Venusaur that is extremely weakened from the birds, the Venusaur transfers it power to Oddish, who uses it for a Solar Beam, dispersing the flocks as it reaches to the edge of the atmosphere (or something like that). They are unconscious for several days afterwards, then the adventure really begins…(Funny, that almost sounded interesting…)