Chibi Inu: Hiya! I'm Chibi Inu! Just call me Inu, Chibi, or whatever you
prefer as long as it's not offensive! Well, this is my 3rd fic here. umm.
transformer, help me here!
Transformer: Eer. forgive me annoying friend. she knows what to say-
Chibi Inu: Yes, I'm a girl, and I know Inuyasha is a boy! .
Transformer: ::shoves Inu off to the side:: ANYWAYS, Chibi doesn't own Pokemon, although she wishes she does.
Chibi Inu: I DO not!
Transformer: Yes you do. You pray to god every night. You say, quote, " Please, make Pokemon belong to me so that I can have everything that there is"
Chibi Inu: ::sweat drop:: Umm. anyways, this is a fic about Stevens journey though Hoenn. It pretty much about why he loves Steel type pokemon, what he went through as a kid, and.umm.
Transformer: AND who was the previous champion of the Hoenn league. that's not till the end, though, so if you want to find out, read! Now, on with the fic, since our annoying jabbering is probably getting on your nerves.
~*Chapter 1: The Journey Begins*~
" Steven! STEVEN!! STEVEN, WAKE UP!!" A woman's voice yelled. The lady marched up the stairs and walked into a darkened room that had its door slightly open.
The semi-large woman quickly grew impatient. She grabbed the covers that surrounded the figure of a young boy. To her surprise, it was just piles of items the boy had previously owned.
" WHAT!?" the woman yelled, " Where'd that brat go now!?" growling, she went outside and walked down the street angrily, searching for the run-away boy.
***
Steven flattened himself against the outside of his house as he heard his abusive mother yelling. Just as he had expected, she immediately marched outside and along the side of the road searching for him.
" That was a close one." he muttered softly, heading off into the woods behind his house.
Stevens's life had been hard. If it hadn't of been for his father, he would probably be dead b now, thanks to his abusive mother. When he was born, she was so disappointed. She had wanted a girl, and gotten the opposite. He had nearly been strangled then if it wasn't for his father and the doctors who had saved his life.
His father was head of the Devon Corporation now. He had left when he was eight. That was two years ago. He stopped by once every month to make sure his only son was still alive. If it hadn't of been for him, Steven's life would have been a living hell. Every time he visited he brought with him a rare stone. In his opinion, his mom was like Satan's wife, while his dad was a male angel.
Sighing, Steven lurked into the woods and disappeared into the dense greenness of the woods behind him.
***
Steven soon arrived at a small lab that was north of his house. Quietly, he knocked on the door.
" Who is it.?" A rash voice said from the other side.
" It's me." Steven whispered. He didn't want to disturb the sleeping Sentret nearby.
" Ah! I know that voice! Come in, Steven!" The rash voice responded. The sound of a lock clicking clicked and the door slowly opened, revealing an old man. He was about 70 years old and had messy clothing on. His hair was jet black, and hadn't turned gray yet, despite his age. His eyes, however, were steel silver and cold. You might think of him as the evil bad guy that was unforgiving, but he was as gentle and sweet as a Clefairy when it was sleeping.
" Hi Professor Pine. I want to start on my Pokemon journey, please. I was wondering if I could have one of the Pokemon you raise." Steven said hesitantly.
" Of course, my boy. follow me." Professor Pine said. He led Steven into a room filled with many Pokéballs, " Go ahead- Take one," he said.
" I.. I don't know which one to take." Steven said, glancing at the hundreds of Pokéballs that surrounded him.
" Just close your eyes and grab one, boy." Professor Pine said.
" O.O.K." Steven said. He closed his eyes and walked towards an isle. Feeling for a Pokeball, he picked it up. Opening his eyes, he looked at it.. It was silver and a metallic yellow color. Throwing it on the ground, he said, " I choose you!" The Pokemon burst out of it.
" Wile." it said. It had a small yellow body. Despite that, on the back of it's head was a long strand of hair that had it's own mouth. The strand had huge jaws with rows of jagged, sharp teeth. It seemed to have a dress on, and it's feet were a silverfish color. Its eyes were red. It glanced around at it's surroundings.
" Oh. cool!" Steven said. He smiled at the strange ninja-like pokemon.
" Ah. that's a Mawile. He's a steel type Pokemon." Professor Pine said.
" Thanks Professor! See you around!" Steven said, recalling his new Pokemon and heading off the road to his new life.
Chibi Inu: That was fin to write!
Transformer: :: blinks at Inu:: O.K., Chibi. Well, anyways, I would like you to know that there are abusive parents out there. If you have one, or know someone who does, I'd consider calling a child abuse hotline.
Chibi Inu: :: dialing on phone::
Transformer: IDIOT! You're parents couldn't love you more than they already do! Well, that's the end. Please review.
Transformer: Eer. forgive me annoying friend. she knows what to say-
Chibi Inu: Yes, I'm a girl, and I know Inuyasha is a boy! .
Transformer: ::shoves Inu off to the side:: ANYWAYS, Chibi doesn't own Pokemon, although she wishes she does.
Chibi Inu: I DO not!
Transformer: Yes you do. You pray to god every night. You say, quote, " Please, make Pokemon belong to me so that I can have everything that there is"
Chibi Inu: ::sweat drop:: Umm. anyways, this is a fic about Stevens journey though Hoenn. It pretty much about why he loves Steel type pokemon, what he went through as a kid, and.umm.
Transformer: AND who was the previous champion of the Hoenn league. that's not till the end, though, so if you want to find out, read! Now, on with the fic, since our annoying jabbering is probably getting on your nerves.
~*Chapter 1: The Journey Begins*~
" Steven! STEVEN!! STEVEN, WAKE UP!!" A woman's voice yelled. The lady marched up the stairs and walked into a darkened room that had its door slightly open.
The semi-large woman quickly grew impatient. She grabbed the covers that surrounded the figure of a young boy. To her surprise, it was just piles of items the boy had previously owned.
" WHAT!?" the woman yelled, " Where'd that brat go now!?" growling, she went outside and walked down the street angrily, searching for the run-away boy.
***
Steven flattened himself against the outside of his house as he heard his abusive mother yelling. Just as he had expected, she immediately marched outside and along the side of the road searching for him.
" That was a close one." he muttered softly, heading off into the woods behind his house.
Stevens's life had been hard. If it hadn't of been for his father, he would probably be dead b now, thanks to his abusive mother. When he was born, she was so disappointed. She had wanted a girl, and gotten the opposite. He had nearly been strangled then if it wasn't for his father and the doctors who had saved his life.
His father was head of the Devon Corporation now. He had left when he was eight. That was two years ago. He stopped by once every month to make sure his only son was still alive. If it hadn't of been for him, Steven's life would have been a living hell. Every time he visited he brought with him a rare stone. In his opinion, his mom was like Satan's wife, while his dad was a male angel.
Sighing, Steven lurked into the woods and disappeared into the dense greenness of the woods behind him.
***
Steven soon arrived at a small lab that was north of his house. Quietly, he knocked on the door.
" Who is it.?" A rash voice said from the other side.
" It's me." Steven whispered. He didn't want to disturb the sleeping Sentret nearby.
" Ah! I know that voice! Come in, Steven!" The rash voice responded. The sound of a lock clicking clicked and the door slowly opened, revealing an old man. He was about 70 years old and had messy clothing on. His hair was jet black, and hadn't turned gray yet, despite his age. His eyes, however, were steel silver and cold. You might think of him as the evil bad guy that was unforgiving, but he was as gentle and sweet as a Clefairy when it was sleeping.
" Hi Professor Pine. I want to start on my Pokemon journey, please. I was wondering if I could have one of the Pokemon you raise." Steven said hesitantly.
" Of course, my boy. follow me." Professor Pine said. He led Steven into a room filled with many Pokéballs, " Go ahead- Take one," he said.
" I.. I don't know which one to take." Steven said, glancing at the hundreds of Pokéballs that surrounded him.
" Just close your eyes and grab one, boy." Professor Pine said.
" O.O.K." Steven said. He closed his eyes and walked towards an isle. Feeling for a Pokeball, he picked it up. Opening his eyes, he looked at it.. It was silver and a metallic yellow color. Throwing it on the ground, he said, " I choose you!" The Pokemon burst out of it.
" Wile." it said. It had a small yellow body. Despite that, on the back of it's head was a long strand of hair that had it's own mouth. The strand had huge jaws with rows of jagged, sharp teeth. It seemed to have a dress on, and it's feet were a silverfish color. Its eyes were red. It glanced around at it's surroundings.
" Oh. cool!" Steven said. He smiled at the strange ninja-like pokemon.
" Ah. that's a Mawile. He's a steel type Pokemon." Professor Pine said.
" Thanks Professor! See you around!" Steven said, recalling his new Pokemon and heading off the road to his new life.
Chibi Inu: That was fin to write!
Transformer: :: blinks at Inu:: O.K., Chibi. Well, anyways, I would like you to know that there are abusive parents out there. If you have one, or know someone who does, I'd consider calling a child abuse hotline.
Chibi Inu: :: dialing on phone::
Transformer: IDIOT! You're parents couldn't love you more than they already do! Well, that's the end. Please review.