Meet Me at the PokeStop

Chapter One

Delivery


Ten of the devices, only ten, on each continent around the Earth would be sent out, hopefully that would be enough.

So out they went, all sixty devices, across the planet. Naturally under a guise of contest prizes, if only to stay under the radar.

Ten of these devices were boxed up and sent to ten different Australians, this is their story.

It should be noted that Claire Shepard was not the first to recieve her parcle, indeed, others recieved theirs days before hers even arrived in Tasmania, she is, however, the first domino, in a long line, to fall.


Dear Miss Shepard,

Congradulations! We are pleased to inform you that you are one of ten winners of our Celabratory 25 Years of Service Lucky Draw. Within you will find your prize, we hope you enjoy using your new device as much as we enjoyed designing it!

Our only request is that you do not attempt to give it away or sell it before trying it for at least one month.

Thank you,

I. Woodly

Director

Oak Research Institute


Claire stared down at the strangely official looking letter in her hand with bewilderment, the young woman was sure she hadn't entered any contests lately. She also didn't think she'd ever even heard of the 'Oak Reseach Insitute', so how had they gotten her details? Suspicious now, Claire's bright green eyes turned to the small box that had come in the parcle with the letter. They'd said 'device', so maybe it was an ipod or something? Gingerly, she pulled the lid off, mouth popping open in surprise, it seemed that the device, was in fact, a brand new phone.

It was gold, slim and around the same size as her current Samsung phone, though the brand was, naturally, Oak, though the 'O' looked a little more like a stylised Pokeball than the letter in question. Which was weird. Taking it out of the box, Claire found not only the expected set of earbuds, but a sim-card pack for, the same company who'd sent her the phone. Even weirder.

"Hey, honey, what was in that parcle you got?" Claire's father, Daniel, called from the kitchen. Glancing up at the doorway, and then back again at the phone starter pack in her hand Claire smiled and stood, taking everything with her into the kitchen to talk to her dad.

"This," she told him as she handed him the letter and placed the phone and it's packaging onto the bench between them. Daniel's eyebrow raised at the sight of the shiny new phone his daughter had recieved, but he took the offered letter before commenting. Taking a bite out of his packed to the hilt salad roll as his eyes skimmed the short letter.

"Oak Research Institute?" he asked with a frown. Claire shrugged at him, she had nothing.

"Never heard of it," she finally sighed. Leaning against the counter she eyed the golden phone that, if she was truthful Claire had been considering upgrading her current phone anyway, so this was a lucky break. If this was legit, and that was a big if.

"Me either, you didn't enter the contest I take?" Daniel, as usual, talking around the massive bite of food in his mouth.

"Yup," Claire reached over and nicked the other half of his roll off his plate before he could stop her.

"Oi!" Daniel glared at his daughter as she took her ownership bite of the packed roll. "Brat," he grumbled at her as he took a bite of his own half of roll.

"Pretty sure we established that some time ago, old man," Claire reminded him with a grin. She nodded at the phone, "any idea if it's legit?" she asked. Daniel frowned down at it and shrugged.

"Look up the place, see what people are saying," he suggested. A tilt of a head later and another bite of the stolen roll and Claire had gathered the phone, starter pack and letter to take up to her attic room, where she'd left her actual phone when she'd gone downstairs to open her parcel.


It turned out, the whole thing was actually legit. A few people all over the world had received the same 'Oak Phone' as her and they actually worked. They only worked with the sim-card, apparently, but everyone who had one was raving about the amazing coverage, as well as the fact that they'd been informed by email after setting up the phone, that they would have a year of service free of charge. A lot of people were dubious, but a couple of the recipients were lawyers and had gone through the contracts they'd been given and had found nothing about any hidden bills later on either.

When Claire had exhausted everything she could think of to search for, including the Institute itself, which was also very much legit as far as she could tell, she decided to set up her new free phone. Because, hey, free phone.

So after installing the provided sim and starting up the phone Claire was treated to the Insitute's logo: O.R.I in front of the symbol of a pale green oak tree. And then she was in, the OS was sleek, easy to use but, honestly, pretty standard for smart phones.

After setting up her user profile and agreeing to the service contract, which wasn't quite as standard as the rest of the phone, she started having a poke around at the standard set of apps she'd been given.

Everything was mostly normal, the thing that raised her eyebrow, however, was the so-far still in beta (as far as she knew) Pokemon Go app. Tapping on it curiously a smile pulled at the corners of her mouth as it started up.

The moment the in game proffesor appeared she squeeled with joy like no self-respecting twenty one year old should, and grabbed her favourite N7 hoodie and yanked on her sneakers before thumping down the stairs excitedly, phone in hand. She was going pokemon hunting.

Once making it outside Claire stared down at her phone she tapped through the proffessors introduction and the avatar maker, which was a little limiting, and then there they were, Chamander, Bulbasaur and Squirtle. She could only pick one. Smiling to herself, Clair chose. Tapping on the orange baby dragon with a grin. That grin only widened when she saw the AR mode. She threw the ball, staring at her phone as she stood in the middle of the empty street. Best day ever. She was certain.

Seeing her little Chamander, with it's 12CP value made her smile turn soft, her first pokemon.

She gave her name to the proffessor and smiled to herself, and then her whole world shifted with a single utterance.

"Char-Charmander!"


AN: I have no idea if this has already been done yet, but I felt the need to, because Pokemon Go is awesome, or it would be if they could get it working consistantly lol

I have no idea how often I'll update, but I have a number of characters planned, including some villans, and a basic plot. So here we are.

Hope you're all enjoying Pokemon Go, and enjoy the first chapter of Meet Me at the PokeStop!

RLK