AN: Hey everyone once again just wanted to say thanks for opening my story to read it! I am not really sure how long you guys are going to want the chapters to be, but just leave a review if this is a good length for a chapter or if you want the chapters to be longer or shorter.
Also the last chapter will play a huge role in the plot of the story and it is not the last time you will see of the war. It was part one of three parts.
And like last chapter I do not own Pokémon, I do own any original characters, original moves and ideas.
And last little bit before the start of the chapter, I am still in need of a beta reader! If you're interested please send me a PM.
But onto the chapter!
'Thinking'
"Talking"
"YELLING"
Chapter 1: In the Beginning: A Trainers Start
Chapter 1: In the Beginning: A Trainer's Start
I bolt up from my bed, a cold sweat dripping from my face. What was that? That was the weirdest dream I think I have ever had. What were those Pokémon? I thought as I began to stretch my arms and yawn loudly.
"SCRAW! SCRAW! SCRAW! SCRAW!" A piercing noise shook the building from outside my bedroom window. My eyes snapped wide open, now fully awake as I quickly dashed to the window ripping it open.
"SHUT UP! I'M UP! ARCEUS DAMNIT! SHUT UP FEAR!" Bam. I slammed the second story window down. I truly hated that damn bird. That Fearow would always, and I really mean, always caw right in front of my window every morning at 7:00 AM sharp for the wakeup call. The Fearow must have gotten a sick sense of pleasure from annoying me knowing it utterly pissed me off. As I glared out at the Fearow. I knew he was smirking at me.
"That damn Fearow only bothers me, it plays with every other kid here. BUT NO! An accident that happened five years ago of stepping on its talons and it hates me." I grumbled out. "I really wish Mom would control her Fearow more."
Mom is what all of us kids called the matron of the Pallet Town Orphanage. She was a woman in her mid-forties, who started her own Pokémon journey at the starting age of sixteen and was a trainer of flying type Pokémon. Mom and her starter, Spearow went through the gym challenge, capturing many different flying types. Eventually she grew tired of the constant traveling and fighting she had done while on her journey, and had decided to come back home to pallet town.
Upon reaching the town, she saw two little skinny starving boys, Mom took Jeff and I with her and opened up the orphanage, with the two of us as the first two residents. Soon children from the all over the area came to Pallet Town, hearing about an orphanage that really cared about the children. They came in droves; some from Pallet Town itself, and many from the city of Viridian. Mom accepted any child who needed a place to stay, loving every child that walked through the orphanage doors as if it were her own son or daughter.
And as much as I love mom, I truly hate her Fearow. I rub my eyes to remove the small leftover desire to sleep, as I do a quick shake of my head, adding in a slap to both my cheeks to shock myself awake. I then turn and slowly drag my feet towards the mirror in the room still feeling utterly exhausted from the constant late nights talking with Jeff.
three days ago
It was my best friend Jeff's sixteenth birthday, and everyone in the orphanage was sitting around the large wooden table in the orphanages mess hall singing "Happy Birthday", eating cake, and enjoying the party we were having for Jeff. It was sure to be the most important day of Jeff's life thus far. A person's sixteenth birthday was the turning point in their lives. It was the day that a child would become a legal adult in the eyes of the Pokémon League, and as such they would be eligible to receive their first Pokémon from the Leader in the town, be they a Breeder, Gym Leader, Clan Elder, Or Professor.
After finishing the cake and Mom said it was time for lights out, Jeff and I had snuck into my room and softly shut the door. Jeff walked over to my oak wooden desk and pulled out the black chair. He turned it so the back of the chair was facing me, and sat down crossing his arms and using the back of the chair as an arm rest.
"So you know I chose not to go to Oak's Lab to get my starter today. You owe me big, Carl." Jeff said looking at me with a grin.
"See, I would agree with you buddy, but no chance in hell." I replied as I flopped onto my bed tired from the long day. I looked at Jeff, he looked at me, and we just burst into laughter.
"But Jeff… how about this, I have an idea. I challenge you to a bet of my choosing." I said with a glint in my eye as I stopped laughing. Jeff's laughter stopped immediately,
"Oh really? Yeah. Let's hear what your grand idea is then." He said, matching the glint in my eyes.
"When we pick our Pokémon eggs and when they hatch, we battle, with the loser having to buy the winner five potions. Sound good?" I said with a smirk
Jeff laughed loudly and happily said "Yes, I will take that bet and I will easily beat you with my water type starter Mudkip!"
I stared at him in shock. "How do you know that your starter will be Mudkip?" I asked.
Jeff smiled as he rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, I sort of asked the Professor to hold onto a Mudkip egg for me for your birthday." He said sheepishly.
I glared at him and shook my head muttering "Yeah, and I was supposed to owe you a favor."
As Jeff opened his mouth to respond the door to the room shot open, both of our heads snapped towards the woman who was standing there with a hand on her hip.
"Now I knew you two were not going to listen to the lights out call I made about three hours ago, but I still expected better of you two! You both are the oldest at the orphanage and are supposed to set a good example for the other children… but seeing as it was Jeff's birthday I let you two enjoy talking about Pokémon for a bit longer as a treat. However seeing as Jeff's birthday ended three minutes ago…" She trailed off with a stern look in her eyes.
"Yeah, Mom, I'll call it a night." Jeff said as he hopped out of the black chair and pushed it back under the desk. "Carl, you better be ready in three days, because when we start as trainers I am going to be kicking your ass every day!" He said with a grin.
"Jeff, honey, what was that word you just said?" Mom said soft sweet voice.
Jeff's mocking grin immediately dropped off his face and he managed to stutter out "N-n-no-nothing Mom," as he quickly slipped by the Matron and ran to his room. I smiled as I struggled to hold my laughter in. That voice Mom used was the only warning any child at the orphanage got before something punishment wise would follow. Jeff got really lucky there. I can already smell the soap that he would have had to use to wash his tongue off with. A quick glare from Mom nipped my laughter at the root.
"As punishment for staying up past midnight you both will be doing the dishes for the next two days, after every meal." She said before quickly adding in a softer tone "But despite that I want you to know that I love you, and to sleep well. However, now it is time to go to sleep Carl, have pleasant dreams." Flipping the light switch off and closing the door as she left the room.
I sighed as I slipped under my Voltorb patterned blanket, knowing that with how large the orphanage was, there was going to be an extremely large amount of dishes to do over the next two days
Oh well, might as well try… to sleep as… much as I can… before Fear… wakes me… I thought as I began to lose myself to sleep.
Present Day
Jeff knew exactly what type he wanted to pick and knows what egg he wanted. But… I had no idea what type I wanted. I mean every type had its own advantages and disadvantages, I thought as I looked at my brown eyes and hair. I mean I like fire types because they are fierce and loyal, but they are weak to water and ground types, I thought as I rolled my right shoulder to work out an ache from falling asleep on it. Flying types. Man to be able to fly from town to town would be amazing! But ice, rock, and electric types literally can take them down in one hit. As I start rotating the other arm it hits me which type I want to use. DRAGONS duh, while yes they are hard to control, they are only weak to other dragons and ice type Pokémon which both of which are rare! YES! I'm going to be a dragon trainer! I though as I thrust my hand into the air. As I droped my hand from the air, I took a glance at the mirror in front of me.
Looking at myself today I smiled knowing that the owner of the orphanage, Mom, saved my life. I stood at an average five feet ten inches, at a healthy one hundred fifty pounds. I yawned loudly, as I pushed open the sliding mirror to get to my closet to get dressed for the day.
Then I suddenly remembered what today was; as a large smile threatened to split my face in two, I realized that today was October tenth and it was my sixteenth birthday, and the day that I could finally get my own starter egg to begin my Pokémon quest to become the Champion and Pokémon Master of my type. As I grabbed my black and orange backpack off of the top shelf I saw a note taped on the front of it.
Good luck on the start of your journey today Carl. Love, 'Mom'. I could feel tears beginning to form from my brown eyes. While the owner of the orphanage could be a real strict unbending rule enforcer most of the time, she was the mother that we all needed.
I folded up the note and put it into the back pocket of the book bag. I set the bag onto the ground to look back into the mirror. I pulled out my favorite light brown khaki shorts, and begin to put them on. I then grabbed a simple black shirt and quickly threw that on as well. As I shut the mirror and tossed my backpack over my shoulder I looked at the young man staring back at me. What he was missing was my favorite white hat with an ultra-ball design on the front. I quickly picked it up and put it on backwards, sparing a final glance at myself in the mirror to smile at my reflection.
As I wiped away the tear that had begun to fall I softly whispered "I am going to be the champion of Kanto… and champions don't cry." I could feel a hand rub the messy short hair on my head. And I looked back and saw Mom.
"I know that you and Jeff will be taking the first step of your Pokémon journey today, and I just want you to know that I love you both so much. Despite some mishaps here and there you both have been great role models for the younger and new children we have had come into this home. I know that with Jeff and your Pokémon at both of your sides that the two of you will be able to accomplish anything you set your minds too."
"Thanks mom, I love you too!" I replied back happily, now struggling
"But hurry down breakfast is ready for you and Jeff." She said as she left the room to head downstairs. I quickly threw on my lucky black socks and new running shoes and followed her down the stairs.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARL!" is what I was met with as I entered the dining hall. I stood there looking around the room as all of the children from tall to small, white to black, red haired to blond at the orphanage began singing for my birthday.
Mom said "Here Carl, Sit down I made you scrambled eggs, hash browns, toast, and some bacon for your special day!" I smiled as I sat down.
"Yeah Carl hurry up and eat! I just finished mine! We have to hurry to Oak's Lab we have to go get our Pokémon eggs today! If we have to wait any longer I'll… I'll, oh you won't like it at all" Jeff said as he slapped my back hard as I was swallowing some bacon, which of course caused me to start choking on the large piece. Everyone began to laugh as I forced the large chunk down my throat, giving my chest a few strong smacks to help it slide down. I glared at Jeff before I quickly demolished the rest of my breakfast, to the slight disgust of a few of the other kids. After finishing my food I grabbed my plates and quickly finished the rest of my glass of Pecha berry juice, rushing from the table to the sink. I quickly dropped my dishes in and wipe my mouth.
"Thanks Mom! That was great!" I said as I gave her a quick hug. Once we released, a small hand pulled at my pants. Looking down I saw Peter, his blue eyes looking up into mine. His face was set into the most failed attempt at an angry face I have even seen at the house.
"You better pick a good starter egg and type of Pokémon, or I won't be calling you my big brother anymore!" He said, causing me and Mom to smile. I picked little Peter up and raised him so that our eyes were level.
"Peter not only am I going to pick a great egg, I am going to pick the best egg. You are looking at the next Champion of Kanto…" I said before I began to spin Peter around my head "Your Big Brother Carl!" I finished with a shout, enjoying the laughter the other kids were having. I ignored the other children's cries of "Me next Unca Cawl" "NO ME! I'm your favorite!"
"Sorry guys but Carl and I need to get going or we might miss our perfect Pokémon partners!" Jeff shouted as he puts his hands on my back and gave me a quick shove, "Come on Carl, we need to hurry! If my Mudkip egg is gone I swear to Arceus that I will make it rain fire and brimstone on you. All the while putting out the flames and burns you get with saltwater. Then repeating it all over again and again on you for the next days, weeks, or months it takes the Professor to get another egg from the Swampert line!" he finished getting louder and shoving harder the closer we got to the door until as he said the last word, emphasizing it with a stronger push that before, causing me to trip and tumble out the door to the laughter of the boys and dismay of Mom, who was shaking her head muttering out softly a quick "Boys."
"Damnit Jeff, was that really necessary?" I loudly complained as I picked myself up off of the ground and shook the dirt off of my shorts and shirt. As I picked up my hat I heard Jeff say a quick and quiet apology, which I responded with a glare in his direction. A glare which Jeff did not see as the clothes he was wearing were suddenly very interesting to him.
"God I hate you so much sometimes Jeff." I grunted as I turned away from him and began walking to Oak's Lab. Jeff laughed loudly as he put his hands into the pockets of his blue jeans. His lucky 'water' necklace as he calls it was bouncing on his dark sea blue shirt as he jogged to catch up to the brisk walking pace I set. The necklace was Jeff's most prized possession. It had begun to form the year after we were taken in by Mom, and had begun to look much better as time passed. It had grown from the random seashells and fragments we found south of Pallet Town by the ocean, into a fierce looking necklace full of Sharpedo teeth, two fangs from a Gyarados, and the centerpiece of a fragment of a Starmie's Gem.
Chapter Fin
So another chapter out I actually stopped the chapter here as I'm trying to not have the lengths get to be too big, unless people would want longer chapters.
Still looking for a beta reader! PM me if you would be interested! Beta-Reader Note: He now has a beta reader.
I plan on after finding a beta reader going back and editing all of the chapters to fix any grammar mistakes I most likely have made, and any type of inconsistencies and the like. But I hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
HC2 signing out!