Author's Note: This is basically just my idea of the pokemon universe after about 30 years. I apologize to those of you who disagree with some of the choices, but this entire story is based upon OCs, but they are going to be the children of the original friends and rivals of Ash Ketchum. The pairings are as follows; Ash/Cynthia, Dawn/Paul, Misty/Brock, May/Tracey, Max/Bonnie, Lyra/Bianca
I do not own any of the rights to the Pokemon franchise, it is a product of the Nintendo corporation, this is merely a fanfic. That said, Enjoy!
In a world of people and pokemon many worked together with their partner pokemon in daily life. Many people use their pokemon to help them with their work, or the pokemon are their work. These people are known as pokemon professors, and then there are trainers, people who work side by side with pokemon, fighting other trainers in battles, whether in Pokemon Gyms or friendly fights...
I yawn slowly, waking up and stretching in bed "Ahhh... good morning world." A smile crosses my face as I push myself up slowly, swinging my legs from under the covers.
"Nicholas! Wake up!" I groan, hearing my father calling for me down stairs. Slipping from under my covers I walk to the closet, pulling out a change of clothes, slipping off my pajamas, flexing at myself in the mirror, grinning at the toned body staring at me from the reflection, admiring myself. Pushing my hair up, I rub some gel into my hair, spiking the dark brown material.
"Hurry up and get down here!" my father's voice echoed from the kitchen as I sighed, rolling my eyes and slipping on my white under shirt and cargo pants, covering my tan body. Looping my belt through the pants I slipped on my vest, a black denim material with a design shaped like a dusk ball on the breast pocket. Grinning I throw open my door and run directly into my father, who's obviously annoyed since I never replied.
"There you are! Why the hell didn't you say anything? I know you heard me!" he continues to stare at me harshly, as I sigh and smile reassuringly.
"Alright alright, I'm sorry.. You know me though, I don't like mornings." Slipping past my father I run to the kitchen, eating the food set out on the counter, pausing for a second, thinking, "Either way, I have a good feeling about today, and where's mom anyways?"
"She and Garchomp went out to go shopping, you know her, ever since she got beaten as champion and had her place taken by that weird mystery guy, she's just been out shopping or training with Garchomp.." He looks at the door and sighs.
Suddenly a yellow mouse jumps off the ground, landing on my father's shoulder, having appeared from nowhere "Raichu!" A cry resonates from the creature as it nuzzles against my father's cheek from on his shoulder.
"Hi Raichu! how're you?" I smile as I talk with the large electric pokemon. Standing, I gulp down my last bite of food and stretch.
"Rai, Raichu!" comes the reply as I laugh, thinking back to the first time I was shocked by the mouse creature. "Chu?" The mouse prods my shoulder with it's tail, the tip digging into the skin lightly.
"Ow! What was that for? I was just laughing!" I turn away annoyedly as my father begins laughing as well, only to receive a powerful jolt of electricity from the mouse, who was tired of the laughing.
"Owww!.. Okay… yeah I may have deserved that, but really Raichu?" my father glares at the pokemon, but his smile betrays his anger, showing his love for the p0kemon.
I smile brightly and grab my pack from off the ground next to the table, "Well dad, I'm off!" I race out the door, shouting out behind me, slamming the door behind me.
His voice rings out behind me, carrying through the door, "Be careful!"
Well, that's the end of my first chapter, hope you enjoyed it. I should be posting more at an unsteady rate, but I don't know. Please leave reviews and/or suggestions.