Episode 1: The Journey Begins
Do you know that feeling? That feeling when something amazing is going to happen, and you know it... but you don't know what it is?
That feeling swelled in a twelve-year old boy, his sneakers pounded the pavement as he ran to his destination, the Oak Pokemon Lab.
Red had finally gotten his Pokemon license the night before, and he couldn't stand the wait anymore, he was going to become a Pokemon trainer, and his first Pokemon was waiting for him at that laboratory.
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The breeze whipped at his open Red jacket, his exposed black t-shirt feeling the cool wind. On his head, he wore a red and white baseball cap, covering most of his very messy jet-black hair. He couldn't hellp but grin when he made it to the lab, he knocked politely on the door, and was greeted by a familiar face... however unpleasant.
"Well if it ain't Red, nice to see you made it." Said another twelve-year old boy, his voice a bit deeper than Reds. This boy was slightly taller than Red, his brown hair stood up in long spikes on a head that wore a smug smirk, as if he was talking to a servant or naive younger sibling.
"Whatever Blue, can I come in?" Red asked, though he regretted asking the smug Blue for anything.
"Blue, let the boy in!" Called an old man's voice from the Lab, "Fine, Gramps! Alright, get your butt in here..." Red had bolted in before Blue could finish his sentence.
"Red! So glad you could make it." Said Professor Oak, smiling when he saw the boy in the Red jacket.
"Hey Professor, I'm ready to get my Pokemon!" Red said quickly, smiling excitedly.
"Haha, you never were one for small talk. Come on, I'll show you to them."
"Yes!" Red followed the old man through the lab, Blue trailing behind coolly.
"As you know, this world is filled with many creatures called Pokemon, these creatures can be kept as pets by some, and others are trained by Pokemon Trainers such as Blue here, for incredible contests of skill and strategy. As a Pokemon professor, it's my job and my goal to discover as mush as I can about these creatures."
Red nodded as he watched a large flickering screen with several pictures of Pokemon in the wild, Red's eyes widened as his excitement continued to grow.
"As for that, I have asked a favor of Blue, and I'm going to ask you."
Red turned his head, and raised an eyebrow, "A favor?"
"Yes, as you may have guessed, I'm quite old... Not exactly cut out for travel."
Red nodded.
"In return for giving you this Pokemon, I ask in return that you attempt to fill this..." Oak reached into his pocket and pulled out what appeared to be some type of PDA, it was red with a blue light at the top left corner.
"What is that?"
"This, Red, is a Pokedex, I will give you your first Pokemon to train, and as that goes down, I'd like you to see, catch, and record information for this Pokedex."
"How do I-?" Red started when the professor handed him the 'Dex.
"All you have to do is either see or Catch the Pokemon, and it will automatically record information based on the data."
Red examined the Red electronic device, nodded to the professor in agreement and placed it in his jacket pocket.
"Now that that is settled, how would you like to choose your first Pokemon?" Oak smiled, but Red's smile made it look pitiful.
They came to a table where Blue sat, his first Pokemon sitting on his shoulder eating a berry that Blue fed it.
Red decided to test the Pokedex on it.
He pulled it out and pointed the blue light at the small pokemon, and the dex came up with a picture of the Pokemon and began recording information, in an electronically recorded voice, it spoke the description of Blue's Pokemon.
"Eevee, the Evolution Pokemon. Eevee's DNA is unstable, this works to its advantage as it's DNA adapts to whatever environment it is placed into."
Oak smiled as the first Pokemon's data finished recording.
"Okay, now on this table are three Pokeballs, each containing one of your choices for the first Pokemon for you to train and hopefully befriend." Oak, pointed to the three Pokeballs on the Table, Red picked them up, and threw all three into the air as he had seen so many trainers do on TV, the balls opened with a popping sound as brilliant white energy spilt from them. The energy hit the ground and manifested into three Small Pokemon, a Lizard with a flame on it's tail, a frog-like creature with what appeared to be a giant flower Bud growing out of it's back. The third was a blue turtle-like Pokemon with a short, coiled tail.
WHO'S THAT POKEMON?
-This Pokemon is often mistaken for another object, it likes to explode when this happens!
"Meet Charmander, Bulbasaur and Squirtle, these three are the top choices for most Trainers to begin their journey with."
Red's smile faded slightly.
"You mean, these aren't the ONLY pokemon I could choose from?"
Oak's eyes widened, "Well not technically, I do have one more."
"Not that these guys aren't cool... but could I see the fourth?"
"Well... Alright, but be warned, this one is a bit... obstinate."
Oak led Red to the back room, where several small pokemon sat enjoying themselves, except one.
A small, yellow mouse-like Pokemon, sat in a corner on it's own, it's paws folded over its chest.
"Is that it?" Red asked, pointing to the yellow mouse.
"Yes... That is a Pikachu, I caught it in the whirl islands, can't imagine what it was doing there... Most Pikachu make their homes in Viridian forest here in Kanto"
Red tilted his head, looking at the Pikachu, it didn't look back, it seemed upset.
"Professor, I'll take it."
Oak's eyes widened, then his expression softened, "You, my friend are a bold trainer. Here's it's Pokeball..." Oak handed it to Red, "Though I doubt you'll be able to get it to go in."
"Why would I want to put it in the Pokeball?"
Again, Professor Oak's surprise was evident. Pikachu's ear twitched, and it's eyes opened from their scowl, looking up to the new Trainer.
"It's small enough, it can walk out here with me if it wants."
Pikachu smiled and ran over to Red, clambering up his body and onto his shoulder.
"Pika pikachu!" It said resolutely.
Professor Oak was dumbfounded, "I can't believe it, that Pikachu's been nothing but trouble for the last month and it's suddenly friendly?"
Red laughed as Pikachu fumbled with his hat.
Oak smiled and shook his head, "I think you and Pikachu will do just fine, Red."
Red nodded, as did Pikachu, who was now resting comfortably on his shoulder, the short fur on its body softening so as to help it relax.
Red and Pikachu stepped out of the lab, only to be interrupted by a certain Spiky-haired trainer.
"So, you got Pikachu?" Blue folded his arms and smirked, his Eevee mimicked his facial expression.
"Yeah..."
"Well then, let's test it, I'm itching for a Battle."
Red nodded, and Pikachu jumped off his shoulder in front of him, knowing to prepare for Battle.
Blue sent out Eeevee to fight Pikachu.
Red reviewed Pikachu's attacks, and remembered that all a new Pokemon should know is a standard Tackle-attack and a stat lowerer.
"Eevee, Tackle!"
Eevee attacked, knocking Pikachu off its feet.
"Pikachu, growl!"
Pikachu replied by crying out a squeak-like growl, it hurt Eevee's ears to hear it.
"Eevee, Sand Attack!" Blue called out, the irritated Eevee kicked sand into Pikachu's eyes, blinding it.
"Pikachu!" Red called, his eyes widened.
Blue grinned smugly, "Now Eevee, finish it!"
Eevee's attack connected, though this time it didn't knock Pikachu as far as it did.
"You okay?" Red asked his Pokemon, who was still wiping sand out of it's eyes in spite.
"Pika!"
Red scowled, "Alright, use Tackle!"
Pikachu attempted to tackle Eevee, but the sand prevented him from landing the hit.
"Eevee, you know what to do!"
Eevee Knocked Pikachu down again, this time, Pikachu didn't get up, making Blue the winner.
Red rushed over to Pikachu, and brushed the sand out of its eyes.
"Pfft, Now THAT was one easy Battle, the Pokemon League only takes the best y'know, and if this is the best you can do.." Blue snickered and waved as he and Eevee walked away.
"Smell ya later, Red!"
Red was going to retort, but Pikachu needed to rest, so he kept his mouth shut.
"Pika Pi... Pi Kachu." Pikachu spoke as Red held it, Red could somehow tell Pikachu was apologizing... Not that he could speak Pokemon, but just its tone of voice said a lot.
"That's okay Pikachu, we're gonna get stronger, then we'll show Blue our best!" Red encouraged the small electric type.
"So you'll be going to Viridian City Red?" Red's mother asked him as she finished drying a dish.
"Yeah, the Pokemon League has a Gym there, if Pikachu and I can beat the Gym leader, we'll ge tone of the eight gym badges."
Red had dreamed of becoming a participant in the Pokemon League Tournament at the Indigo Plateau since his tenth birthday, the year he had begun wanting to become a Pokemon Trainer.
Red's mother sighed, and smiled sadly.
"Alright, just... Be cautious, and call your mother once in a while, okay kiddo?"
Red smiled at his mom, who was sitting with her small Growlithe in her lap.
"Don't worry mom... Pikachu and I can handle anything."
Pikachu squeaked in agreement.
Red and Pikachu stood at the sign that lead out of their hometown of Pallet.
"ROUTE 1" The sign wrote, in deep black capital letters.
"Ready?"
"Pika!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
(Wazzup Pokemon Fanfic readers!
I think an explanation is in order here, I was watching some old episodes of the anime on tape earlier this week, and for some reason, I decided to try out the new episodes... Boy was I in for it.
I had never been more repulsed in my life! And I have seen some shit! But... This was unacceptable!
Damn it CN, you've taken it too far, the new show's animation is the only improvement, period! The voice acting is unacceptable, character development is down the toilet, Ash is less likable than a friggin Magikarp, and do NOT get me started on Iris and Cilan! THEY WERE COOL IN THE GAMES?! WHY MAKE THEM SO ANNOYING ON TV?!
...I'm ranting arent I?
As I sat through that Arceus-Awful perversion of my childhood I figured out what happened.
They quit caring.
Ever since the Advanced series came into effect, the people working on the show just got lazier and lazier with even more copy-paste personalities.
I have loved every Pokemon game I have ever played, and I've play damn-near all of them! Stories were simple, Pokemon creative... In the games, a character can have more development in a line of textbox than in a season of fully-animated, voice-acted, huge-budgeted cartoon!
So I decided screw 'em all! Wipe the board, start over, forget Ash, he's broken, stop adding new characters without any point, go back to what made Pokemon worth it!
The kids. The ones who played Pokemon at recess, the ones who ruled the school just cause they had that Charizard Fire Spin Card, the ones who loved it from the beginning and it physically hurts them to watch Pokemon become what it has... A F*cking Cash Cow.
So I started this, and I won't end it, Screw you CN, screw you 4kids, Screw you greedy Japanese Bastards. I'll take it from here!
So anyway, tell me what you think, remember, my aim with this story is to make it what we want.
And for your info: If your review/comment stands out you'll get featured in the mailbag next episode!
(PS: The first person to correctly answer the 'Who's that Pokemon' Gets the first shout-out and perhaps my B/W Friend code... Y'know, if ya want it.
Till next time, don't stop Catchin' 'Em All!)
-The Crobatman
