Pokémon: Red's Harvest
Prologue
Pallet Town. Such a small place. So many vibrant colors and children at play. A humble setting in which no one could ever imagine any wrongs being done, any lies being told, any disasters striking... But those who think in ways such as that are wrong. This small town on the southwestern coast of Kanto is far from a humble place. In reality the colorful surroundings are but a facade. The happiness is but fictional.
This is a place for the insane.
Pallet Town is a hospital for the mentally helpless. Those who enter here are never released back into society, held within a masquerade of joy and peace meant to calm their shattered minds. However, there are some who lost tranquility long ago...
This is where our story begins. Not a beautiful village nestled in the hills, nor an amazingly gracious abode. We must start in a less fortunate place. A realm of shit and despair.
From one of the windows on the second floor, a boy could be seen today. Brown hair, reaching his shoulders and messily sprawled away from his eyes. A red and white cap with matching jacket. The doctors refered to him as Red, no one knowing his real name. He just seemed to have arrived there one day. No known relatives, no friends; it was as if his existance was an anomaly in and of itself.
Red's problem was severe aspergers syndrome, coupled with level 4 schizophrenia. The voices in his head seemed to control his actions, but he would never tell anyone what they said. What they told him he was to do each day. He just told the doctors, "He says I should!" with that faint smile on his face, eyes dabbed with bags and shadows.
"Hello there! Welcome to the world of Pokémon!"
"Po... ké... mon?"
It was a new voice today. Red didn't recognize it at all, an entirely new personality as well. The voice was that of an old man, wise and intelligent in his years.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Oak! People call me the Pokémon Professor!"
"Oak... Professor Oak..."
