I sit in class, bouncing my leg at slowly increasing speeds while I count the minutes until we're out for the day.
Just 5 more minutes!
In the front of the room the teacher, an old man with white hair and mutton chops that all come to meet in an equally white mustache on his face drones on about "contradictory typed pokemon".
He is known as Prof. Rowan, and is a highly regarded pokemon scientist of the sinnoh region.
Today in his pokemon type class he was discussing the pokemon larvesta and it's contradictory types, meaning it could be super effective on itself. I, myself had no interest as I have already done extensive research on it.
Only because of their unique typing, larvesta and lucario are both so interesting.
I zoned out thinking about these pokemon and was only brought back to reality by prof. Rowan yelling my name, "Perhaps Zan would like to speak on the subject since he feels no need to pay attention during my lessons?" he said with a tinge of anger in his voice.
"Well, I do already know most anything and everything about larvesta." I hissed at the old man.
"Okay," he said as a sly grin crept across his wrinkly face, "tell me the name of larvesta's evolution then, mr. expert."
Damn it! He knows my only problem is my shotty memory of pokemon names.
I quickly raked my mind for a name that matched the giant moth of flame that was larvesta's final form. I decided on the most bug sounding name that came to mind, "M-moth...mothim?" i said, the insecurity practically leaking from every syllable of the words i spoke.
" Mothim, mr. Eriksen? One of the branched evolutions of burmy?" The class erupted into laughter as he poked fun of me.
Damn him! He knew my only weakness was my faulty memory of pokemon names, and he exploited that to make a fool of me in front of the entire class!
As the laughter died down the bell rang and the students immediately jumped out of their seats and raced from the room, leaving my fuming self and a smirking old man.
"You know I was only-" he began to say before I interrupted him, "Save it! You embarrassed me in font of the whole class! You know, I figured I should stick around to see if there was anything i could further learn but so far you have only droned on about things I, myself had already went out and learned! So what i'm going to do is get my trainer license from Prof. Michael over in the south wing! Because guess what, old man?!" I hissed at him as he simply gained a puzzled look on his face.
"If you ace his Pokemon I.D. test he grants you early graduation! And even with my bad memory I still aced that thing!" I spat angrily at the man. A surprised look appeared on his face that was soon replaced by a nod of approval.
He opened his mouth to speak but I interrupted him again, " That makes this goodbye, you old bat. May you find another student to torture in front of the whole class." I hissed, feeling victorious.
He chuckled and opened a drawer on his desk and started searching around in it as if I weren't even there.
Is he seriously going to ignore me now?!
I don't care, i'm out. I stormed out of the classroom.
I thought I heard him start to say something but I figured it would have only served to further anger me.
Upon my leave Prof. Michael has happened to walk by.
Prof. Michael was a big burly man with a huge beard that spread across his whole face and lead up the sides of his head into his hair, which was an afro.
"Hey!" I shouted after him. He turned around with a puzzled look until he saw me and a grin spread across his face. "What do ya need, Eriksen?" he asked in a way that really brought out his Kantonese accent.
"I was wondering if I could cash in on my early graduation?" I asked. His grin somehow managed to spread even further as he said "Of course, just follow me to my office!"
We walked to his office across the school making small talk along the way until we arrived.
"Okay, please enter my office and we can get started!" he said enthusiastically.
"Get started? This wont take long, will it?" I asked.
"Well, if you want a ceremony and celebration I've got to plan ahead a bit." He said, with a tone that had a tinge of well duh to it.
"No, I don't need all that." I said. "I just want my license."
He shot me a look of disappointment, as he loved to plan parties and celebrations. "Oh, alright then. Step over there in front of the large black box" He motioned to a box that was about 2 feel tall and had a small glass lens on the front and an array of levers and buttons around the back.
He walked behind it and pulled a lever, causing the lens cap to pop off and focus on me. "Alright! Smile pretty, now!" he said in a joking tone that I couldn't help but smile at.
My picture came out perfectly portraying me for who I was; A goofy teenager with piercing emerald green eyes, jet black hair that began to creep down to my eyebrows and fairly tan skin. In it I was wearing my favorite black hoodie with white strings, and my neon green glasses.
Prof. Michael laughed a hearty, booming laugh and patted me on the shoulder as he presented me with my new trainers license. I thanked him and happily strutted out of the school building.
I took in a breath of fresh air before reaching into the pack slung around my shoulder and pulled out a small, blue sphere shaped capsule and pressed the button on the middle of it.
A sky blue bike appeared in front of me in a flash and I replaced the capsule in my pack.
I hopped on and quickly rode to the pokemart to pick up a number of pokeballs and various pokemon medication. I pulled out a few capsules and converted them all into a shining white energy that was then absorbed within the capsules.
The mart worker just stared in awe, jaw dropped.
"What? Never seen Item capsules before? They are essentially pokeballs for items."
"Oh man, I need to get some of those! All I have is this ratty old pack." he gestured to a ripped and faded red pack lying on the floor behind the counter.
I agreed, we shared a laugh and I made my way to my house from the store. Upon arrival I was greeted by my parents standing on the front porch, tears in their eyes already having heard the news. Before I could question what they were thinking they both sprinted at me and enraptured me in a hug that nearly squeezed the life out of me.
"Our little boy is leaving to become a full fledged pokemon trainer!" My mom managed to say, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.
"Now have you got sufficient funds?" My father asked, wiping away a few tears. "Of course!" I replied, my voice also slightly breaking.
"Good man. Now remember, son. Your mother and I love you very much, so if you forget to call every once in a while we will go crazy and hunt you down." He said with his large fatherly smile.
"Oh, gee! An ex gym leader and an optometrist on the hunt for little old me?" I joked at them. "Being an optometrist has only improved my eyesight! The easier to hunt you down with!" my mother said.
We all shared in a laugh that was cut short as we heard a car screech to a halt on the street before us. We all directed our attention towards it, it was a small red car with it's top down.
And sitting in the front seat with a smug grin on his face was him.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" I shouted at him.
He smirked and told me "You rushed out before I could give you these!" He said with a pleased laugh as he held up a small metallic box that was small enough to be held with one hand.
He tossed the small box at me and I could hear a metallic jingling coming from within it as I caught it.
"So what is it then, Professor?" My father asked.
I opened it up and began fiddling with it before Rowan could answer.
They were strange, grey, and cubical. Upon inspection I saw a red circular piece of glass and on the other side was a small opening.
I looked up and listened in as he explained the devices to my parents.
"...that when attached to a pokemon it can translate it's speech to english." is all I could catch.
"So how do I attach it, then?" I asked.
"Ahh, you weren't paying attention as I spoke, Mr Eriksen. Well had you been, you would know that when you click the red button on the device it dispenses a small spike on the other side and you use that to attach it to the pokemon in question." He explained in a
matter of fact manner.
I scoffed and said "You expect me stab a pokemon in order to understand it? Hah! That's crueler than you, Rowan!"
"To a pokemon it feels the same as when you get a shot." he returned in the same irritated tone that I had used.
"Son, you shouldn't be sassing a Professor, ya know." My father said to me with an irritated look on his face.
I scoffed at him too.
Professor Rowan just laughed as he said goodbye and drove off. My parents waved after him and so did I.
Arrivaderci, Rowan. I thought triumphantly.
My parents looked back to me and hugged me once more.
"Do not forget that feature on your bike! It will be incredibly important on your journey!" My mom mentioned.
At her words I reached down and fondled with a small control panel on the side of my bike. "I would never! This thing is too awesome to be forgotten!"
The panel had allowed me to change various things about the bike, allowing me to traverse whatever needed to be. Be it inflating the tired and expanding them so that I could ride across water, or even protruding spikes from the tires to allow me to ride in more rough terrains.
I got on my bike and waved my parents goodbye, them shouting various pieces of advice that I already knew.
Except one, and it was to follow the path south of town to a secret garden of sorts.
Apparently it was the area that Profs would use to raise starters for trainers and there would be loads of first stage pokemon there that would suit me as a starter pokemon.
I shouted many thanks as I did what I was told.
It was about a five minute ride to the opening of the path, surprisingly farther than I had first guessed.
I hopped off my bike and returned it to its capsule and put it into my pack. I started following and got onto the path, a loud THUD caused me start running to investigate whatever had caused it. The path led to a surprisingly large space closed off from the outside by thick forest on all sides of it. It formed a perfect enclosure for baby pokemon to play, I also noticed there were was a large playground and a swingset for the babies to play on.
Really it was unbeleivably adorable to see all these little pokemon playing and running about
After staring and being put in a trance by the cute pokemon I had managed to discover the cause of the loud thud! It was a few pokemon that had been rough housing in a small tree and managed to knock it down.
I noticed a group of pokemon watching intently as the tree suddenly burst into flames, causing me to jump. Behind the small patch of flames I noticed a small black insect with white fur covering it's face and red horns protruding out from all over its head.
I recognized it to be a larvesta. I would of captured it, had it not scuttled off as soon as its blue eyes made contact with my emerald ones.
I sighed and looked around at the bountiful amount of small pokemon playing in trees and chasing each other around, trying to decide whether or not to take multiple, and which ones even to take!
There were just so many! From the little orange lizards known as charmander to the energetic little totodiles that ran around biting various things.
I even noticed some pidove, zigzagoon, and a few other pokemon I couldn't identify at the moment
In my observations a small group of pokemon approached me, the group consisting of a squirtle, a fennekin, and a scatterbug. All of which were lead by a particularly charismatic tailow.
The squirtle tugged my pantleg and pointed to the swingset.
Aww they want me to play with them!
"Okay!" I said as I followed the turtle and its group to the swingset.
The turtle hopped up onto a swing and the scatterbug followed his action. The scatterbug began swinging itself using small propulsions of silvery powder and it's own momentum.
The squirtle frowned at it and looked to me with pleading eyes that seemed to say please push me.
I absolutely melted at it's little scene and proceeded to push it.
It cried out in joy as it swung higher and higher up,daring to almost flip over the swing set.
Then it decided to try and jump off into the pond a few feet in front of the swing set.
It landed about a foot in front of the pond and cried out in pain, I ran over to it to try and help but its group of friends was already there and growling at me, assuming i'd done it.
I backed away, but stayed close enough to see what was going on, I was able to deduce the squirtle as a male and it had landed on its arm the wrong way.
The the tailow had gotten the attention of a passing chikorita and was instructing it to use some sort of healing powder on the injured squirtle.
Once the squirtle was fully healed its group had turned its attention to me and were going to strike me down where I was if not for squirtles cries against it.
They turned back towards the little turtle and had a conversation through a series of growls and grunts.
The little pokemon all looked at peace once more and all scuttled off back to their various methods of playing.
Well, all but the squirtle at least. He came up to me and with a quick jump he was on my shoulders.
I didn't even know a squirtle could jump that high!
Suddenly I felt my backpack increase in weight.
"Hey! You get out of there!" I said as I removed the creature from my pack.
He had an item capsule in his mouth.
The one with my pokeballs in it.
Does it want to join me?
I took the capsule from the turtles mouth as pressed the button, causing quite a few pokeballs to fall around me.
Ugh, they really should get a neater approach to these things.
I picked them all up and one by one returned the empty pokeballs to the capsule.
I kept one out, and held it up to the squirtle.
"Do you want to join me?" I asked him, pointing to the pokeball.
He nodded and headbutted the pokeball, turning into red energy and being absorbed by the pokeball. The red and white sphere shook in my hand.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice.
Click!
I now had my first partner on my journey!
Okay, so how about that? I am new to writing but have always had an interest in it, so i hope this story goes well from here, haha! But anyway, hope you enjoy it and will continue to! Gamzoodle out!