Vert4848: Hello, everybody! Vert4848 here again! I would like to thank Orthros for posting a very helpful review! Thank you very much! Also, Vert will meet Ash (he does age) during his journey. Ash is in Johto when Vert begins his journey. Lucario, do the disclaimer!
Lucario: Vert4848 does not own Pokèmon. The day Vert4848 owns Pokèmon will be the day that Manor F1 team wins the Constructor's Championship.
Gardevoir: Enjoy, and don't forget to R&R!
Vert's room was big. Very big. It had a nice, soft carpet. In the middle of the room was a bed, and above the bed was an American flag. On the right of the bed was a flag with the Ferrari logo. On the left of the bed was a doorway. A few feet in front of the bed was a Sony 48 inch HDTV that sat on a TV Stand that was about 4 feet long and 2 feet wide. The TV was playing the 2010 Indy the TV were shelves that had miniature models of cars like the Ferrari F50 and the Lamborghini Diablo. Above the shelves was a framed poster that read "Racing is life! Anything that happens before and after is just waiting. Steve McQueen." On both sides of the TV were cabinets that had books, snowglobes, some more cars, and pictures. On the far right of the room was a large, open window that allowed a nice, cool breeze to enter the room. On the far left of the room was a closet that contained Vert's. Vert sat on the edge of the bed, while Lucario sat on the floor under the window, meditating.
"Dan Wheldon is trying very hard to catch the leader, but I don't think he will be able to…" the commentator on the TV spoke.
'I wouldn't be so sure. The leader seems like he's struggling in traffic…' Vert thought.
"Vert?" a voice spoke to Vert. He picked up the Dish Network DVR remote and paused the recording. He turned his head to the door and saw Gardevoir standing there.
"Yes?" He said.
"You're mom said that your dinner is ready," Gardevoir replied. How did Gardevoir speak to Vert? Well, Lucario taught Vert how to talk to Pokemon that can't use aura.
Gardevoir turned her head to the TV and pointed to the Indycar's on the screen. "What are you watching?"
"The Indy 500, why?" He said. He got up and told Lucario that it was dinner was ready. He nodded, stood up, and walked out the door.
Gardevoir watched Lucario leave the room. She turned back to Vert. "The Indy 500? What's that?"
"Only the greatest motor-racing event on the planet!" Vert said with a smile.
Gardevoir tilted her head. "Motor-racing?"
Vert sighed. This was probably going to take a while.
During dinner, Vert explained the concept and dangers of racing. Gardevoir was surprised that despite people having brutal deaths in the sport, like Gordon Smiley, people still keep racing. When she asked about why people still do it, Vert said: "People love the feeling of danger. Once you taste the thrills of danger, it becomes an addiction you can never shake off."
After Vert finished explaining racing to Gardevoir, he and his mom began discussing Vert's upcoming journey.
Meanwhile, in a lab somewhere…
A man was furiously typing commands into a computer. Behind the computer were three glass containers that reached from the floor to the ceiling. They contained a strange green liquid. In one of them was a creature with a ton of cables connected to it, but the rooms' lighting made it to hard see the creature's features.
While the man was typing, a figure appeared on the screen. The figure had a shadow casting over it, so it is hard to tell what the figure looks like.
"Professor Eisen," the figure spoke in a deep voice. The man, now known as Professor Eisen, stopped typing and looked up. He quickly shot up and saluted the figure.
"Yes, sir!" Professor Eisen said.
"Is the subject's energy almost drained, so we can start Operation: Time and Space?" the figure asked.
Professor Eisen shook his head. "No, only 25 percent complete."
"How much longer?" the figure asked.
"10 hours," Professor Eisen replied.
The figure grumbled. "Turn the process up to level 10."
The professor gasped. "But sir! The subject might be killed!"
The figure grew angry. "You will do as I say, or you will be fired."
Professor Eisen tensed up. He knew exactly what being "fired" meant, and it wasn't pretty. "Yes, sir!"
"Remember, NO ONE will stand in our way of creating a new world," the figure spoke, then the transmission cut out. Professor Eisen sighed. He reached to a lever and pushed it to the number 10…
The next day, at Vert's house...
Vert woke up with a loud yawn, but he wasn't very tired. Instead, he was very excited, for this was the day that he would start his journey. He got out of his bed and went straight for his closet. He got some clothes from there and quickly ran to the shower. When he got out of the shower, he put on the clothes that he grabbed. They were the ones he wore when he found Gardevoir.
He quickly ran downstairs, where his mom was cooking breakfast and where Lucario was meditating. Gardevoir was sleeping on the couch.
"Morning, mom!" He yelled.
"Good morning, Vert!" his mom said.
Vert smelled something delicious. "Pancakes…"
"I know they're your favorite, and since today is the beginning of your journey, I decided to make them," She explained.
Vert sat down and started to scarf the pancakes down. With sryup, of course. Who eats pancakes without syrup?
"Vert…" Vert stopped eating and turned towards his mom. "What do you say?"
Vert mentally face palmed himself. "Thank you!"
After breakfast, Vert grabbed his backpack and ran towards the door. He stopped right in front of it. "I'm going to go get my starter, mom!"
"Alright, but don't forgot to come back and say goodbye!" his mom told him.
"Don't worry, I will!" He quickly said, then ran out the door. He ran all the way to Sandgem Town, home of the world famous Professor Rowan.
He saw a sign that said "Welcome to Sandgem Town, home of Professor Rowan!"
He ran past the sign and to a small, blue building. It was about the size of Vert's house, but it was only a one-story house. It had a dome as a roof. Vert ran up the path that lead to the front door. He stopped in front of it. He knocked on the door and waited with a big smile on his face.
"Heh… do you really think YOU can become a good Trainer?" Vert's smile turned into a frown. It couldn't be HIM, could it? Vert turned around.
Great, it is him. Mark Wylde. Mark had pitch black hair. He wore a dark blue shirt and a blood red jacket. He wore black pants with black shoes.
"What do you want, Wylde?" Vert said, with anger in his voice.
"Me? Oh, I'm just getting my Pokèmon, who will be strong, unlike yours." Mark said, grinning.
"Abusing Pokèmon gets people nowhere, Mark," Vert retorted, knowing the method Mark was going to use.
Their argument was interrupted by the sound of an opening door. Vert turned around to see an old man seemingly in his 60's. He had a short, gray beard and gray hair. He wore a plaid shirt with a tie and brown pants. It was Professor Rowan.
"Ah, Vert, Mark! Come on in!" Professor Rowan said, holding the door open for them.
"We'll finish this later on the battlefield," Mark said. He pushed Vert aside and walked inside.
'Jerk…' Vert thought. He then entered the lab.
Inside the lab were multiple computers and workers, all researching things like the origins of Pokèmon and evolution. The walls were a light blue.
Professor Rowan led the two boys to a desk in the back of the lab. On it was a box. Professor Rowan picked up the box and opened it, revealing three Pokèballs. One Pokèballs and a leaf on it, another had a water droplet on it, and the final one had a flame on it.
"These are the three Pokèmon you will choose that will join you on you're journey," Professor Rowan explained. He picked up all three and threw them in the air. They opened, revealing three Pokèmon.
The first one was the grass type Turtwig. It was like a turtle, with a green head that had a leaf growing out of it. It's shell was brown.
The second one was the water type Piplup. It was like a penguin. It's body was mostly blue, with two white ovals on it's stomach. It had a yellow beak.
The final one was the fire type Chimchar. It was like a monkey. It's body was mostly orange, with a tan face. It had a flame for a tail.
"So, boys, choose which Pokèmon you will take on your journey! Remember, these Pokèmon will be your partners for your entire journeys, so choose wisely!" Professor Rowan said.
Vert smiled. He already knew what Pokèmon he was going to choose. "I choose Turtwig!" He saw Turtwig come running up to him and rubbed against his leg. Vert bent down and petted him.
Professor Rowan smiled and handed Vert Turtwig Pokèball. Vert said thank you and looked down to Turtwig. "Alright, Turtwig, return!" A red beam shot out from the circle on the ball and hit Turtwig. Turtwig was surrounded by the red beam and was sucked into the ball. Vert patted the ball and attached it to his belt.
Mark grunted. "I choose Chimchar." He said plainly. Chimchar ran excitedly to Mark and rubbed against his leg. Mark grumbled and picked up Chimchar Pokèball.
"Return," Mark said. He returned Chimchar and turned to Professor Rowan. Professor Rowan returned Piplup and handed Vert and Mark two red devices.
"This is a Pokèdex. It will help you learn about every Pokèmon and their characteristics, their abilities, and their movesets," Professor Rowan explained. Vert thanked Professor Rowan, while Mark simply grumbled.
Vert, Mark, and Professor Rowan walked outside. Professor Rowan handed the boys five Pokèballs and told them to be safe and have fun. He then went back into the lab.
Before Vert left, Mark pulled him aside. "Next time we meet, I'll show you that I'm always better than you," He said angrily. He walked away.
Vert sighed. He never understood why Mark hated him. Vert then smiled, and ran back to Twinleaf Town, where he will start his Pokèmon journey…
Vert4848: Well, That's that chapter done! Was it good? Bad? Don't forget R&R!
