Chapter 1
Author notes: This is my first Fanfic. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated, though compliments are nice too. I'll get new chapters up whenever I feel like it.
Disclaimer: The characters Red, Blue, and Green are all based off of game characters. Red the protagonist, Blue the Rival, and Green the once believed female counterpart to the hero. Therefore, I do not own any of those characters. Allison is the only OC. I do not own Pokémon, nor anything within the world created by Gamefreak.
Chapter 1
Pallet town
"When poisoned, the Pokémon will lose HP throughout the battle, and unless healed with the use of a Peacha berry, or an antidote, will continue to lose its remaining HP as you walk." Professor Oak said, he wrote on the chalk-board. He turned around to look at his students. There were four of them. There was Blue Oak, his own grandson, a boy with spiky brown hair, who was busily writing down what his grandfather had put up on the board. Then there was Green, a young girl with long hair streaming behind her back, in his class who was busily chatting with Allison, another girl, she had shorter red hair, and brown eyes. Then his final student was Red, a boy about the same age as Blue, he wore a cap over his unwieldy brown hair. The two were once close friends, but the idea of going on two separate Pokémon journeys caused that friendship to turn into a rivalry, to see who could become the best. Red was staring at the Pokéball on the front of his desk. Inside contained his first Pokémon, a Squirtle. The four trainers had been chosen for the class one year ago, and had signed up for the Pokémon that they had wished. Blue's Pokéball contained a Charmander, and the two girls both had Bulbasaurs. Today was the last day of the year long course, and was simply review for their departure. They would be sent off after a weekend of bonding with their respective Pokémon, so that the Pokémon would better respond to their commands.
Prof. Oak finished reminiscing about his students when he realized that he had been off in his own world for near five minutes. All four of them were looking at him in confusion, even the distractible Allison was looking at Prof. Oak in an anticipative manner. The Prof. quickly turned around and cleared his throat. "Ah yes um, where was I? Ah yes, status effects, now a burn is similar to poison in that it hurts the Pokémon during the battle however…" Prof. Oak began to ramble on, and Red returned to looking at the Pokéball containing Squirtle. The turtle Pokémon was visible from the Pokéballs semi-transparent top, it was smiling at its trainer. From what the Prof. had told him, the Squirtle had a rash nature, and was a thoroughly cunning Pokémon. Red put his finger on top of the Pokéball and moved it around. The next thing Red knew was that an eraser had been thrown onto his face and he was flat on his back. "Pay attention Red!" the voice of Prof. Oak rang out. Red got up, holding his nose in pain.
"But professor, you were just daydreaming too!" Red continued to rub his nose. Prof. Oak gulped at this and turned quickly around.
"Um, agh, you're all dismissed! I'll see you all on Monday to give you your Pokédexes and Pokéballs!" The professor yelled out as quickly as he could. Blue looked up at his grandfather in confusion.
"But Grandpa, it's only noon." He said.
"I SAID YOU'RE DISMISSED!" The professor said and shooed them out of his lab. He shut the door behind them and took a deep breath, and was relieved that his students were gone. However he heard a knock at the door and opened it again, Blue was still standing at the door. "Hm? What is it Blue? Did you forget something?"
"Grandpa, did you forget I live here?" Prof. Oak groaned in embarrassment and let Blue in. Grumbling about that he can't get a break, Blue just shook his head and released Charmander, and headed to the back of the lab for some training.
Red, Green, and Allison walked down the hill from the lab. Green and Allison were chattering away as usual. Red walked alongside them, he however was more focused on getting home as fast as possible. This was his last weekend at home, before becoming an official Pokémon trainer. So he wanted to bond with Squirtle as much as possible, he had heard that often times, Squirtles would not obey trainers when first caught, so he wanted to win over it's trust before the end of the weekend. The three of them came to a fork in the road, Red waved goodbye to the girls and took the left route. As Red walked, a small breeze blew over the town, the long grass in the distance created shining waves from the combined efforts of the sun and wind, and the rustling provided a gentle sound that could lull anything to sleep. The sound was broken however when the flock of Pidgey that lived in Pallet town flew over the path, happily chirping in the warm summer day, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sea washing up against the shore in the distance.
Red in the meantime reached his home and walked inside, taking off his shoes. His mother's shoes were not there, so Red assumed she was out shopping. Red took the Pokéball off his belt and released Squirtle. Squirtle appeared on the floor of the house; it stretched, and yelled out its name in gratefulness. The noise from Squirtle woke something from upstairs. It pranced down the stairs to greet its family member. "Eevee! Eevee!" the Pokémon said as it dashed down the stairs. Red pat the small Pokémon on the head and moved through the house into the kitchen. He reached up into the cabinet and took out to cases of Pokémon food, one for Eevee, which was similar to kibble, and one for Squirtle, which was more of a fish soup. They both proceeded to gobble up the food as if their lived depended on it, as per their norm. Squirtle finished first and gave a large belch of satisfaction. Eevee however finished in quiet dignity. Once Eevee finished, both she and Squirtle went outside to play for a bit, Red went out to join them. There was a small creek that ran near the back of Reds house, and there was even a small stone bridge that allowed people who didn't feel like getting wet over. Squirtle jumped into the creek and began to drink the water. Eevee drank some water too; however she stayed on the shore. Eevee had always acted calmer, and more collected than Squirtle. As the Pokémon had their drink, Red heard the door to his house open and close, which meant that his mother was home. He paid this no mind however, and he walked over the bridge, and the two Pokémon followed him. Red went out into some of the tall grass within the town. He walked into it with Squirtle and Eevee behind him. A Pidgey from the towns flock jumped out of the grass. Red sent out Squirtle, who took a stance in front of its trainer.
When the Pidgey saw the Squirtle, it immediately used sand-attack. Squirtle turned around to avoid it, and when Pidgey stopped, waited for its trainers command. "Use Tackle Squirtle!" Red said, and Squirtle went in for the attack. It hit dead on, and the Pidgey was sent tumbling backwards. The Pidgey came in for a tackle itself, and Red ordered Squirtle to do the same. The two weak attacks hit dead on, and both Pokémon were hurt, but Squirtle was a higher level, and didn't take as much as Pidgey, which fainted after the second strike. Red praised Squirtle, and then used a revive on the Pidgey, who flew away once it was able to. Red turned back around to see that Squirtle was blowing bubbles from its mouth; Eevee was avoiding the bubbles, so Red assumed that Squirtle had learned bubble from the fight. Red felt something on his wrist, his PokéGear was vibrating, his mother was calling. He answered it. "Hi Mom."
"How did class go? Why were you let out early?" His mother said over the phone.
"I'm not really sure mom."
"Well, just keep an eye on the time, dinner is at 5:30 okay?"
"Come on mom! I'm about to become a Pokémon trainer! I need to learn how to fend for myself!"
"That's no excuse to not come to dinner when you're still at home. 5:30."
"Okay mom." Red said. Hanging up and groaning. He looked at his PokéGear, it was about 1 O'clock. He left the tall grass, seeing as all the work he had done for Squirtle had paid off, he left the tall grass and headed back to his house, and the creek. After all, the weekend was for learning about the Pokémon, not just training them.
Back at the Pokémon Laboratory, Prof. Oak was working on his computer, entering the logs from the day. He received an E-mail. He curiously clicked on it. An E-mail from the Indigo Plateau.
The ultimate trainers of the Pokémon League are ready to take
on all comers,
Bring your best pokemon and see how you rate as a Trainer!
The tournament will take place in 12 months.
Trainers, from the experienced to the novices, use your time wisely.
The winner will have the chance to face the Elite 4,
And attempt to claim the title of Pokémon Champion!
Pokemon League HQ Indigo Plateau.
P.S. Prof. Oak, please visit us!