Vlad's Tales
"I can't wait to get my starter". Vlad was enchanted with the idea of finnaly getting a pokemon on his tenth birthday. "I'm gettin a scyther!" Vlad's best friend Sven exclaimed. "Everybody wants a scyther" Vlad said. He personally didn't like them, he thought they were kind of stupid. "I just can't wait to meet Blake" Sven exclaimed. Blake was a mysterious man who breeded many different types of pokemon. Most people preferred to get a starter from him because they were bored of the same old totodile, chicorita, and cyndiquill. It was bizarre watching to boys, who were oposites walking together. Vlad was pale, with short black hair, normal sized for his age, and was normally quiet, unless he really liked someone. Sven wan tan, with long blond hair, very tall, loved to make new friends and socialize. The only trait they really shared was they;re love of pokemon.
They continued down the trail, and eventually reached a small cottage. There was a boy on the front step, banging loudly on the door. The boy had short red hair, and looked very angry. "I want the strong one!" he screamed as he banged on the door. " Sorry kid, but it's rare, and it sure dosen't want you". "Whats wrong with you?" Sven asked wondering what the strong pokemon was. "That old jerk won't give up that larvitar!". Vlad was shocked. He'd thought Larvitar were only found deep in mountains, and Vlad had a huge fear of tyranitar, he'd seen one destroy a whole team without blinking. "The old man gave some stupid blob" the boy took out a pokeball and released a small pink blob with a blank expression. "I'll be back!" the boy screamed returning the blob to it's ball. "And take your damn blob" he threw the poke ball through the window, which was wide open. "Hey!" Sven hated it when someone didn't treat a pokemon the right way. He lunged at the boy but a large hand grabbed his shoulder. "Leave the kid be". A tall man in his mid thirtys appeared. He had frameless glasses, a cap on his head, and a very muscular build. "Come on in" he said, though he seemed exausted. "I suppose you boys want to see that powerful pokemon?". "No, can I see that pokemon the other boy had" Blake was speechless. "What your name kid?". "Sven" the blond boy said. "Now may I see it please?". "Alright kid, and it's a ditto by the way. He found the pokeball on the floor and out came a sad looking small pink blob. "What's it do Sven" asked Sven as he approached the small blob. It rubbed against his arm, then leaped onto his shoulder. "All it'll ever know is a move called Transform". "It can transform into whatever it's seen, including pokemon, and use that pokemon's moves. "May I have it?" the ditto was now resting on the boys head, looking very happy. "What about scyther?" Vlad asked confused by his friend's change of heart. "I can catch a sycther later this little guy seems real nice". "Okay then, you whats your name". "Vlad" he answered nervously come on out back Vlad" Blake said cheerfully.
Outside there was a long fenced area. There was a small pond, lots of flowers and grass, and a small cavern. Many pokemon ran around the field. "I think I've got just the guy for you". Blake took Vlad to the cavern. and picked up a small sleeping pokemon. "Meet abra" Blake said. "He's timid, like you, and needs a nice kid with a good heart". Blake handed the ara over to Vlad. Vlad looked at it, but didn't really feel the connection he wanted to feel with his starter. "I see" Blake muttered. "What?" Vlad had know idea what the man was talking about. "Put little abra down and come with me".