I don't own Pokemon. wish i did but that's not how it is. all credit goes to the creators. This is a story about my OC, Justin, who goes on a quest to become a Pokemon Master, but also find out what happened to his parents. It doesn't have characters from the games/anime except Pokemon. This is my first fanfic so thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy it. I will try to post every other day but if I miss a day I'll just post twice in a row
I slowly sat up on a cold winter morning. I groggily got out of bed and got dressed. I then walked downstairs through an empty house to an empty kitchen. My mornings used to be different. I'd wake up to the smell of bacon and pancakes, quickly get dressed, and run downstairs to find my parents getting breakfast ready. It hasn't been like that since my parents disappeared. 4 years ago my parents decided to explore island of Foebe(foe-ee-bee) and go on a short week long vacation. They said they wanted to see the entirety of our home. I could understand that, especially since every Pokemon species on earth lives here. What was supposed to be a weeks vacation turned into 2 weeks, then a month, then a year, and they still haven't returned. nobody has any information. I've kept the house, plenty of food, and everything else thanks to donations from neighbors and family friends. I was supposed to start my journey when they returned. I've waited this long in hopes that they'd come back. But now I've decided to leave my home and start my journey. I eat my toast and run upstairs to my room. I grab my bag and start filling it with clothes. I take the pokeballs and master ball i received so long ago as a birthday present and walk back downstairs and pull my shoes on. Even though the ground is covered with snow I just wear my regular clothes. Cold never bothered me that much. I open the door to reveal a large yard filled with snow. The yard is surrounded by a forest. I take a step into the snow, the first step of many on the path to victory.