Figured I would start a new project. Sorry shippers. This one's purely a whole new adventure. However, if you would read, you may get a few bones thrown your way.
Enjoy.
Mt. Silver – Latitude Line 50, Longitude 28, the lands between Johto and Kanto
Mt. Silver's Pokemon Center only had one visitor, and even he visited very infrequently. Unbeknownst to the world that ignored it, it was the busiest Pokemon Center in all of the world. The reason, because it dealt with arguably the most... ruthless trainer ever to walk the Earth. He knew of virtually every scenario a battle would present...as if he was the Pokemon in the middle of the foray. He was quiet, and held difficulty speaking with other humans, but was able to communicate with his Pokemon without making the worlds emanate from his mouth. When his Pokemon was in pain, he endured it just as much, as if the attack was aimed at him. The ruthlessness? Nurse Joy could only come up with one excuse.
Red never, ever, accepted defeat. Ever.
During the last 5 years, she would watch the crimson clad trainer walk into the building occasionally, eat an insanely little amount of food and take the rest back up the slopes on the back of quite possibly the most fearsome Charizard she had ever seen. The only Pokemon that seemed to be any degree of "inviting" was the Pikachu that rested on the brazen teen's shoulder. The mouse Pokemon would generally convey the Trainer's clouded demeanor to other humans. The last time she had seen Red, he had requested his mother buy him several new sets of clothing. The air was changing.
Her thoughts remembered an even three years prior, where he and another cap-sporting trainer were discussing the schemes of Team Rocket, of which apparently both had a hand in burying under the sands of fruition. This other trainer was only slightly more outgoing, and had failed at defeating Red at the summit of the fearsome landmass. What any kid their age would be doing up there is astounding. She also get wind that those two trainers were the Champions of the continent. Kanto and Johto had extended arms of alliance, an alliance that came full circle when Ethan and Red matched wills on the area's midpoint. Mt. Silver.
Nobody knew the history that this mountain maintained, and when Red left the Pokemon Center for the last time, there was a certain look to the old guardian. Red's new clothing, his freshly brightened sheen to his amber eyes, his new Charmander, the son of the greatest of it's evolutionary chain to ever exist. Something looked different.
Today, the boy was to be leaving the good nurse's company.
"I take it you have heard of the Pokemon World Tournament?"
"Yes, Ma'am..."
To her, Unova was about to see some real might.
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Nuvema Town, Southeastern Unova – A week later
"Char!"
The lizard Pokemon grew excited as the small ferry docked. It's trainer, praying he would get lucky enough to go unnoticed by the populace here, returned his Pokemon. No sooner had the Unova soil kissed his shoes had a man in a green shirt approached him.
"Hey, Welcome to Unova, man!"
"Hmm, this guy may not know me after all."
"Nuvema is home to the greatest trainer ever. I'm the guy that got to talk to her about going into the tall grass! Isn't that awesome!"
"Greatest...Tch..."
Regardless, he had heard of not only Hilda White, but Nate Black, who succeeded the former after she left the region. He was intrigued however, by this guy's claim that Hilda was still better. Perhaps unlike he and Ethan, the title had not yet been settled in battle.
"...Is she...?"
"Pokemon World Tournament, Man! Same with that Nate guy, who is going to get absolutely DESTROYED..."
Red couldn't help but smile. Greatest. Ever. Perhaps his coming here was supposed to happen.
"Charmander... It's time for a new start."