Leon Ferguson – Normality
Disclaimer
I do not own the world of Pokémon nor do I claim to. I do however own Leon, his family, and his wonderful misfit friends. This tale is my own work; the Pokémon world is just its container.
Chapter One
Leon hadn't had the best beginning in life, things started to go downhill after the tragic loss of his best friend at the age of seven; a crucial stage in the development of a child. Leon's best friend? His father.
Leon didn't attend the funeral, as close as he had been to his father, the various members of his family concluded that it would do him more harm than good to see his father lain into the earth. Leon's mother, Cathryn, found it hard to engage with and support her son after the loss; he just reminded her of his father too much. She hated the fact that she had grown apart from her son; she felt weak. However, Cathryn Ferguson just could not handle the pain of seeing the lost love of her life in her son's eyes for more than a short time.
As things began to deteriorate, Leon's Uncle Alan, whom he hadn't seen much of during his short life; decided to step in and try to be a replacement for the friend he'd lost. He done a wonderful job, he took Leon to places all over Unova: he showed Leon the many wonders of the region in the hopes that the troubled young boy would be able to get over the fact that his father was gone. In many ways he succeeded, at least he and Cathryn thought he did. Leon had grown up too fast in many respects, and came to a solution: he was not over the death of his father, but he would never be given the chance to do so unless everyone else let it go first. They needed to cease blaming everything going wrong in Leon's life on his death; they were tarnishing the memory of the wonderful man. So Leon hid. He hid the grief. He hid the sadness. He hid everything negative.
He hid his tears.
Fast forward five years or so and Leon's birthday is fast approaching. Over said five years he has matured in to a mature, intelligent, deep and reserved boy. As he woke on the morning of June 1st, one thought came in to his mind, just one thought; but that one thought was all he wanted, and all he needed. "It's today, today is the day. The day I'll join the ranks of everyone else my age, it's finally happening!" he whispered to himself in hushed tones. Leon wasn't particularly one for smiling, and a morning person he was not; but today he was positively beaming. For today was the day he was promised to meet his new lifelong companion, the wait was over. His mind raced whilst he hurriedly fixed his hair; dyed blonde with a couple of centimeters of his natural brown roots, short back and sides, longer at the top – also described as his pride and joy by close family. Scores of question appeared in his mind to be forgotten as new ones arrived; Leon's predictions of the day veered off on wild tangents, each growing more and more crazy than the last. He rushed to get dressed in his trademark outfit: faded blue skinny jeans, stylish red trainers and of course his favorite jumper with intricately sewn Pichu's running all over the field of the cotton landscape.
Just as Leon struggled to fit his foot in his shoe, he heard the main door downstairs swing shut, his head lifted as well as his hopes. When he heard his mother's overly ecstatic greeting, his suspicions were confirmed. Uncle Alan was here, here to take him to the starting point of any young child with a will to adventure; Alan was here to assist Leon in catching his very own Pokémon and setting him off on his very own journey across Unova. Most would have said it was late for Leon to depart, but due to his reserved manner and him finding it hard to trust new people, his mother and Alan decided to give him a few years to mature so that if Leon chose to take his journey with just his Pokémon, he would at least have enough knowledge to survive.
Leon practically bounded down the stairs, but stopped around halfway down. He wondered to himself why he wasn't keeping his emotions in check as he had always done. Although he already knew the answer; he felt truly happy and excited for the first time since the… event. He scowled in the reflection of himself in the stairway window to his left, he felt like he was betraying the memory of his father. His mind was of two halves, one part of him genuinely wired for what he was so close to experiencing, the other wanting to return to moping around the house like he had done for the last five years. In the end excitement won, he continued down the stairs, albeit at a slower and more controlled pace than before. As he entered the living room, decorated mostly in pale green tones and hues, his mother was a complete nature freak; he spotted his Uncle and mother talking seriously at the far corner of the room and scooted over. A smile protruded from his Uncle's strong features as he noticed Leon enter the room.
"Ready, champ?" He teased, grinning innocently.
"As I'll ever be," Leon replied, his tone almost deadpan. After that came the boring the part, his mother and Alan expressed to him that they were happy he was finally going to go on his journey, but they had to lay down some ground rules first;
He had to stock up on basic restoratives for his Pokémon before leaving Accumula Town.
He would be using Alan's young Zorua to battle and catch his first Pokémon.
He would contact his mother or Alan at least every morning and before he goes to bed.
His mother stood slowly, then threw herself to her son to squeeze him in a bone-crushing hug, Leon understood that it took her a lot to do this, and ditto'd the embrace back to her.
"Let's go!" Leon almost screamed, letting himself be seen beaming from ear to ear, he didn't care.
Leon
Pokémon; None.
Author's Note
This is my first ever work of fanfiction, I'm really stuck on whether to continue with it or not, I have a few idea's I think would be interesting to write about. Please review this first chapter for me, I write for people to like reading my work, so it would be pointless to continue if there is no interest for this story. Thank-you.