I've developed an OC character, and I'm placing him right in the center of the entire Pokemon Universe's Kanto reason about three years after Red/Blue/Yellow, basically taking place at the same time as Gold/Silver/Crystal.

The goal of this story is to present a more 'mature' world of Pokemon without shattering that which made it interesting to begin with. In a sense, it's a Deconstruction fic. After about 10 or so chapters, I'll be partnering him up with a character from one of the main games, and while they'll be together the relationship they have will be more and less then a normal friendship or romantic relationship. While there is going to be eventual Pokephilia, the goal is to give it a purpose more then just 'Pokemon suddenly become hyper-sexualized and get boned or bone someone else.' Sensitive, though not necessarily 'dark' topics will be covered, and again, this will be beyond just basic sexuality. Some of these topics may actually be things that have been resolved in our world, but do to such a radically different culture and world, will be tackled from a different angle in this story

This is going to be limited to Pokemon of the 1st and 2nd gen for about the first 20 chapters, just the first 251. The reason I stopped there was because A). While growing up, I lost interest in Pokemon after the 2nd gen, so the first two gens is what I'm most familiar with, and B). Just writing up Kanto, Johto, and the Sevii Islands. After around chapter 20, I have things set up to broaden the scope to include Gen 3 and Gen 4 Pokemon.

If you are here for the typical "Trainer (insert name here) goes on a Pokemon journey, gets lucky, wins all the badges, and bangs all the people/pokemon/trainers/gym masters in the process" you may have come to the wrong place. IN addition, this is likely going to be a LOOOOONNGGGG running story.


Several hard yanks on the door earned not a budge. The male yanked at it to make sure that it latched. Taking the keys in his hand, he tossed them up into the air, grabbed them as they fell back down, and whistled a soothing tune. He walked to the side of his house, kicking a basement window and causing it to swing inward several inches. Takuya dropped the keys inside of the window pane, then yanked the border hard and shut it back up.

The human slung a large black and blue backpack off of his shoulders, dropping it onto the ground and rummaging through it's contents. "Berries, check. Batteries, Check. Glowstick, check, Sleeping back with Spaceblanket, Checks, First-Aid Kit 1 and 2, check. Salve, check. Data-trasnfer and Ethernet cords, check." He dug a bit deeper, pulling out a red handkerchief with black and yellow stripes cutting through it at irregular intervals. "That's supposed to be in with the Sleeping bag...I'm not unpacking all of this stuff. The sleeping bag takes up almost all the room this thing has." He crammed the cloth back inside, zipping the two compartments back up. His hands went to one of the lower side compartments, unzipping one side revealed a GoPro camera while the other side revealed what appeared to be a small stand. "I've got everything." The human stood up, throwing the backpack over one shoulder, and after a bit of fighting adjusted it back on firmly.

"Jupiter! Eon!" He shouted out, encouraging several Fearrows to flock out of the nearby trees. It didn't take long for a Jolteon to come bursting out of several bushes not to far away, the spiky yellow and white fur on it's body contrasted sharply with his muzzle and paws, both which were dirtied from what had likely been roughhousing around.

Shortly afterwards a much smaller quadreped stumbled out, running up to the human male. It's bushy brown and white fur plainly marked it as the pre-evolution of it's species, coupled with it's large black eyes. The white sections of it's fur caked in dirt and what was probably saliva from the Eeveelution. "Vee!"

"Sorry to do this to you guys. You know how much I hate having to coop you up in here, but I'll let you both out once we're on Route 11." From his belt he grasped a pair of half-red/half-white balls, with a white button in the middle. Pushing the buttons he tossed the pair of balls into the air, as they opened and a curved stream of energy filled into the open spheres as the two pokemon were converted into energy, occupying the space within the balls in mere seconds.

He quickly put the two balls back on his belt, slipping the clips on the back of them over the leather strap, the one holding Jupiter in front of his right hip and Eon's in front of the left one. Takuya looked up to the sky, taking a full breath of fresh air. He tightened his backpack's straps over his shoulders, and flipped the collar for his jean jacket up.

Crouching down, his left foot and respective hiking boot sprawled out behind him, his right one tucked up under his body, and placing both arms out in front of him, he tensed his muscles for a quick run. Probably the last one he would have in his home town for several years. Like an in-audible gunshot went off, the male sprung out of the crouched position, and despite the heavy weight on his back, both feet propelled him forward at a decent clip, distance being put between him and his family home.

Living in Vermillion had it's perks, an interesting if not fragile balance between technology and nature providing one of the safest living environments across the Kanto Region. This could be evidenced by the cleaned streets, countless trees that dotted the sidewalks, and thick green grass in the yards of the various houses that lined the roads. As the wind whipped through his hair, a smile spread across his face, the knowledge that he was leaving something familiar behind for something new beckoned him to run faster and push harder.

Turning a corner on one of the streets, he could see the eastern gate, still wide open as a pair of city guards, both police officers, waved at him from a distance. Takuya waved back, quickly closing the distance between them, and shortly after-wards inverting the situation after passing through the gate. Now putting steps between himself and the city he had learned to call home. Now on route #11, everything was going to be different. Several assorted people could be seen on the path, quickly looking at the person as he breezed by them.

"Farewell Vermillion! Hello, Kanto!"


The female sat atop of the desk, crossing one of her legs atop of the other. "There was no reason to call me down in such a hurry."

"You said you had more pokemon to send to me, and I wanted to see them first hand, before they got away!" The much older voice remarked, kicking his foot against a machine. "If only this box worked!"

"Just because the PC-Transfer didn't work doesn't mean I couldn't wait. You called me all the way out of Johto, in the middle of my challenges, just to basically tell me 'hey, my machine is broken, and I'm an impatient professor that needs to see new pokemon now!'"

An exasperated groan came from the older man, and he sat down in a chair, rubbing his temple.

"Oak, you've contributed so much to the scientific community." The feminine character jumped off of the table, adjusting the dingy white lab coat she had overtop of a bright red form-fitting shirt and yellow short-shorts. "Elm has been telling you, and your assistants have all been telling you to close up shop. You can at least spend the last of your days content with what you have done, instead of worrying about what you haven't."

"Kris, when I become so old that I can't tell anyone what I know, then someone needs to fill in the..." He stopped for a few seconds, thinking of the right term. "Hole..., and while my grand-daughter is doing a great job of that..." He sighed again. "I don't know what I'm saying."

"Look, in the short amount of time I've been with you, I've collected 40 of the 98 Johto pokemon you wanted data on, and captured many copies of the Kanto pokemon just on my short trip from Vermillion to get here. Daisy can pick up the slack easily with my captures alone, especially with her special love for the creatures also. Agonizing over it, it won't help you at all. I know that no one will believe the records you have on the Legendary Birds or that Mewtwo thing, but you've benefited so many people."

"Maybe I can get Red to hunt down the Legendary trio again so I can prove my findings."

"Red is gone, remember? He's been missing for two years."

A moment of silence, and the old professor proceeded to rub his eyes. "I know, I know. I just keep forgetting that stuff. The important stuff."

"Blue might be able to help your daughter out with the last piece of your quest. He captured some pokemon we didn't even know existed, and they are siblings, Daisy and Oak that is."

"Who?"

"You're grandson, champion for a day?"

A moment of hesitation. "Oh yes...maybe I could call him up."

"But you need to retire. The Alzheimer has set in heavy, and I don't think I can capture the remaining 55 pokemon, and the various Legendaries, before you finally become unable to recall major information."

"I know, I know." The old man waved the female off, reaching over to a corded phone and picking it up. "Go on ahead...Leaf?"

"Kris. Leaf is your grand-daughter's friend. I'm the girl you hired from Johto."

"Go on ahead Kris, get me some more pokemon. Maybe Blue will answer my call and help me out here."

Kris adjusted her hair, the bright teal braids that had been sprayed for years into a sharp V-Shape down and up resiting the influence of her touch. "I'll see you around professor." She dismissed herself, heading to the exist of the lab, the noise of her running shoes hitting the floor the only thing that filled the room other then the dialing tone.


A pokeball quickly crossed the expanse, hitting a dizzy Mankey as it stumbled blindly about. The ball impacted the creature, and landed beside it, opening up and converting the fighting-type pokemon into a more containable form. It shook once, then another shake.

Only for it to suddenly explode, the pokemon that was briefly inside exposed to the world once again, just as confused as ever.

A frustrated woman stomped the ground, her short white skirt and collar of her green shirt blowing in the wind. Across her face spread a disappointed look, and she grasped another poke-ball on her waist. She pulled her arm back, ready to throw the small piece of spherical technology like a baseball.

"I'll show you how to do it." A masculine voice remarked, and an orange-headed male stepped behind her, placing his body right behind her. The young woman stepped back into his form, and he wrapped his left arm around the female's midsection, holding her close. The orange-headed male lightly held the hand of the female, helping her toss the red and white sphere. "You've got it, you've got it girl...Try tossing it now!" He remarked, letting go of the brown headed female's hand as the dual-colored sphere crossed the expanse. It smacked against the monkey-like fighter, vaporizing it into data energy and pulling it into the sphere. The ball twitched once, twice, and a third time before settling in place.

The woman turned around, clasping her hands in joy with a large smile on her face.

"I told you so. Am I a good teacher, or what?" Blue Oak remarked, the former champion running his hand through the female's hair, causing her to blush deeply at the move.

Their moment was interrupted by a ringing noise coming from one of the pockets on his jeans. He reached in, pulling out a retro looking Pokedex. "Gramps..." He snarled, then took the device and chucked it several feet away. "I told you, I don't want to smell your face again!" His hands ran through his hair, the sound of anger burning through the sigh he let out afterwords. He leaned against a nearby tree, giving a cruel stare to the piece of technology as it rang for him.

The female came up next to him, setting her hand on the Gym Leader's shoulder. "I'll be fine. I just need to push that to back of my head. After what happened when you and Atio met him." He groaned, then looked at the female. "Where is your brother anyway? It's not like we came out here for only you to benefit from the exercise."

The female shrugged her shoulders as to suggest a lack of knowledge.

"Figures. He thinks he's such a He-Man, running off on his own to prove himself. Let's go get him, shall we?" He stood up again, only for the pokedex to make another ringing sound, this one a decidedly different tone. The male sighed, walking over and picking the device up.

"Yeah...This is Oak." A moment of silence.

"Ok, I'll be there shortly." The call was ended right afterwords. "Find your brother. We have to head back to Viridian. Some important business has come up."

She nodded, then scampered off toward the thicker parts of the woods, looking for their other companion. As she left, Blue walked over to the sphere that she had thrown earlier, picking it up and staring at it briefly.

"At least there will be something to break up this mundane existence." He turned the small piece of technology in his hand, before clipping it onto the belt he was wearing. "Atio! We're shipping out!"


I have always struggled with opening first chapters of stories and first paragraphs of reports. Hopefully this was enough to garner interest, as I was terribly dis-satisfied with the first version of this.

Make no mistake, Takuya will be the main character. However, Kris and Blue will come into the story later on and be important secondary characters throughout also.