AN: I did not write this chapter, another friend of mine did. As Samuel is a character he created, he wrote this chapter and I really enjoyed it.
Tonight's sky was cool and cloudy with a thirty percent chance of rain. The moon's glow was very weak and not even the stars shined very bright. Being surrounded by thick jack pine that overshadowed the people and Pokemon wandering the forest only increased night's shade. Of course this made tonight all the better for a lovely campfire to sit around before bed. Joey and his Pokemon went to chop down some coniferous trees for firewood while Samuel was preparing a midnight meal for the boys. Danny sat on a log rubbing his Quilladin's belly, more specifically the brown fur underneath its green chestnut armor. Josh's Frogadier, Raichu, Pancham and Ponyta were playing a game of tag like children frolicking in the woods, which was an amusing sight to see.
That was until Josh's Frogadier crashed into Joey's tent, followed by Raichu, Pancham and Ponyta in now what looked like some drunk college frat boys partying too hard.
"Oh dang man, Joey's gonna kill you for that," Danny told Josh as he continued petting his Quilladin on the belly, which the armored Pokemon continued enjoying.
"Damn it you guys!" Josh yelled as he returned his four Pokemon into their Poke Balls. He then rushed over to the dismantled remains of Joey's tent and hastily attempted to repair it. "I just hope Joey doesn't see this."
"Too late bucko," Joey stated, grabbing Danny and Josh's attention. He and his Braixen, Eevee, Scyther and Mienfoo were holding stacks of firewood three feet high each. Yes even his Eevee who had no hands, but amazing sense of balance and strength to carry that much logs on her cute little head. "Let me guess, your Pokemon were playing tag again, right?"
"Yeah sorry about that man, but I'll fix it up again," Josh told his friend as he continued putting back up Joey's tent.
"Sorry worked the first couple of times this happened, but man you gotta get your team under control," Joey said as he and his Pokemon set the firewood down.
"They're just playing Joey!"
"They're just playing Joey!" Joey shot back in a mocking tone. "I wouldn't be surprised if your Pokemon outright destroyed my tent one of these days."
"Come on you guys, no need to get ticked at each other for this!" Danny exclaimed as he stopped rubbing his Quilladin's belly. His Quilladin stood up nervously as he held onto his trainer's leg.
"Braixen, use Fire Pledge on Josh's tent!" Joey ordered with the rage of a thousand fresh inmates. His Braixen obeyed and slammed her hand on the mossy forest floor, sending pillars of fire rushing towards Josh's tent.
"Quilladin, use Grass Pledge to counter it!" Danny commanded as his Quilladin stirred up columns of leaves to block the incoming attack. When the two Pledge moves collided a sea of fire started to form, instilling terror into the young trainers.
"Pedunan, use Razor Shell to stop the incoming Ragnarok and then give the boys and their Pokemon a proper smacking!" Samuel loudly informed his Barbaracle who was helping him cook dinner. The colony of barnacles stretched his limbs out and slashed at the growing lake of fire, putting the inferno ocean out before it could decimate the surrounding area. Pedunan then gave a nice firm smack to Josh, Danny and Joey on the face, along with any of their Pokemon currently out. The rough, sharp texture of Barbaracle's skin left a nasty reminder on the boys not to let their emotions take control of them, and for their Pokemon not to always listen to every stupid thing their trainers tell them to do.
"Josh started it by ruining my tent!" Joey screamed as Pedunan smacked Joey again, knocking the small Mexican child to the floor.
"My Barbaracle does not put up with your bull and neither do I," Samuel sternly informed the boys as he pulled out a ladle and a scooped some food off the table into bowls. "In my tribe acting that idiotic before dinnertime would get you castrated."
"What if you were a girl?" Joey snidely remarked.
"Then you get your head dunked in the Carvanha tank," Samuel told Joey as he handed the boys their meal. Danny got one whiff of the food's intensely offensive odor and passed out, falling backwards only for his Quilladin to catch him.
"Boy Samuel, this looks interesting..." Josh commented as he timidly poked at his meal, terrified just by looking at it.
"What the fuck is this shit?" Joey asked as he held in his vomit. "It looks like you just soaked dead fish in cold water for a week and then called it a meal!"
"That's precisely what I did," Samuel informed Joey as Josh's face suddenly turned ghastly pale. "In my tribe we call this delicacy Lutefisk. You catch some fish, let them soak in a fine tub of arctic water for a good week, and then after adding a pinch of lye and birch ash, you have yourself a fine meal fit for a very special boy, yes!"
Danny regained consciousness and saw the look of disgust in his friends' faces. The last thing any of them wanted to do was piss off Samuel by not eating the Lutefisk, but none of them wanted to eat decomposed rotten fish either. "Hey Samuel," Danny said, getting the big man's attention. "Is this your favorite food back home?"
"Actually that would be Smalahove on Christmas Eve," Samuel commented as he looked up at the night sky. "Now that my friends is a true delicacy. I could go on and on about Smalahove, but alas I do not want to instill envy in your hearts lads."
That was when Joey formed his master plan. "Wow, that's pretty interesting Samuel," Joey commented, grinning. "I don't think any of us knew that Samlahoof was your favorite food, did you guys?"
"No way man, this is my first time finding out too," Danny confirmed.
"Same here man," Josh stated.
"Yeah you know, it doesn't seem like any of us really know a whole lot about you Samuel besides the fact you're a big badass," Joey told Samuel. "What is it like where you're from? Do babies sleep outside in the cold? Did you kill someone at the age of five as some sort of rite of passage? Do you eat dead people to gain their strength?
Samuel let out a hardy laugh in his thick Scandinavian-like accent. "You got two out of three right, not bad Joey," Samuel laughed as he munched down on his Lutefisk much to the boys' horror. "Do you lads want to hear what it was like for me growing up as a campfire story?"
"That would be awesome!" Danny shouted in glee.
"Alright well first we need to have someone start the fire," Samuel pointed out.
"Oh yeah," Josh said as he summoned his Ponyta out from her Poke Ball. "Ponyta, use Fire Spin on the firewood!"
"Neigh!" exclaimed the fiery pony as she stomped her cute diamond-hard hoofs on the forest floor. Suddenly a spiral of fire emerged around the fire wood, engulfing the timber logs in flames.
"Good girl," Josh complimented his Ponyta as he returned her back into her Poke Ball.
"Alright, so how about right from the beginning Samuel?" Joey asked inquisitively. "Did I get the whole "babies sleep out in the cold" part right?"
"Ah you did," Samuel stated, causing the boys' jaws to drop. "Let me as you say, "take it from the top," yes?"
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A middle aged man and his wife placed their newborn son on a cold cliff that towered over a shallow, spiky section of the frozen ocean below. Their child cried as his mother gently set him down on the fresh blanket of snow. He was still covered in newborn goop and had a clip on his umbilical cord so it would fall off. Wrapped in a fine cloth, baby Samuel cried as his mother leaned into his father's chest. "I hope he makes it Sigmar," Samuel's mother said, trying her hardest not to cry so her tears wouldn't freeze. "It was a miracle we can still even have children at our age. He might be our only shot of passing down the family name."
"Do not fret Lydia," Samuel's father stated as he wrapped his arms around his wife. "I remember seeing him full of life when he was still inside you and he already seems a lot stronger than the other fallen infants you've bore. I just know that little Samuel will be a hardy child. Now come on, we have to go back to guard duty or savages will invade the village."
The middle aged couple walked did not look back despite Samuel's screams. Like every baby in his tribe before him, Samuel would be left outdoors in the bitter cold for a week. Only the strongest babies survived the freezing extremes, and that was just how Samuel's tribe preferred it. Weaklings were not tolerated in Samuel's tribe, since all it took was one weak man to let an evil strong man get his way.
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"Wow.. holy shit dude that's straight up child abuse," Joey commented. Danny was taken aback at a loss of words while Josh sat silently, looking up and down from his Lutefisk.
"Well you guys circumcise babies all the time after they're born and that seems outright cruel where I come from," Samuel told the boys as he started his second serving of Lutefisk. "We only do that for children where I from yet you people do it to newborns. Absolutely disgusting."
"What does circumcise mean guys?" Danny asked, being as clueless as ever.
"It's where-"
"Do you want to finish hearing about my childhood or know about that barbaric practice?" Samuel interrupted Joey, who instantly shut up once Samuel interjected.
"Sorry, you can continue."
"Okay now let's see, well as you can tell I survived being left in the cold for a week," Samuel stated the obvious. "So now I will share my grandfather's death and my first experience with Pokemon."
"Ooh this has got to be good," Josh commented as he bounced up and down on his log, hyped like a small child injected with a load of candy.
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Samuel's father barged open the door of his house carrying a large sack that he slammed on the kitchen table. Three year old Samuel and his mother ran from downstairs to check out the loud noise as they saw Sigmar tear the bag open. Lydia's eyes widened when she saw the body inside it: the corpse of Samuel's grandfather Jericho. "Debt collectors found him dead on the floor from alcohol poisoning," Samuel's father stated as he pulled out a butcher knife from the counter. "They tried pushing my old man's debts onto me, but I got them to fuck off thankfully."
"Sigmar I'm sorry, I don't know what to say," Samuel's mother said as she hugged her husband while a little Samuel braced his father's hairy legs.
"I saw this coming since I was Samuel's age," Samuel's father stated as he picked up Samuel and hugged his wife back. "He always loved his Pokemon and his alcohol far more than my brothers and sisters and I. All of that fucking abuse dealt by my father just because he was the regional champion while I was a kid! I know they always say forgive and forget, but ugh, I'm going to throw up during our funeral ceremony for this pathetic creature!"
"Dad was grandpa really mean?" Samuel asked his father.
"Very mean, even more than that Grenwolf kid who bopped you in the face," Samuel's father told him as he set him on the table. "You know Lydia I don't even know if I want Samuel taking part in this ceremony. I heard that alcohol isn't really good for the tykes, and well I can't let Samuel eat solid alcohol, can I? What kind of parent would that make me?"
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"Oh my fucking Arceus, you actually do eat dead people!" Joey shrieked, mortified at this revelation. Danny instantly let out chunks while Josh nearly fainted when this fact was stated. "You're a sick bastard, Samuel!"
"Oh, and I suppose letting your dead rot underground and be wasted is proper? Or Arceus forbid cremation, now that's really messed up," Samuel defended.
"What is wrong with your people?" Joey cried as he got up and started walking around to calm his nerves. "I was just screwing around and oh my Arceus why did that have to be true? Fuck me, why did that have to be true?"
"Wow you children are being awfully intolerant right now I hope you know," Samuel informed Danny, Josh and Joey, dragging out the O's in his speech thanks to his accent. "I don't judge you guys for how disrespectful you treat your dead in my eyes. You kids know that the method of funerals for my people is perfectly legal, right? The regional government allows my people's practice too since they're a lot less bigoted than you uncultured Swinubs. It's not like we just eat every dead person we come across either, only those close to us in my tribe."
"I don't even know if I want to hear the rest of your back story man," Danny said as he slowly wiped the vomit off his face with a tissue.
"Well it probably can't get anymore fucked up than that," Joey stated. "That was probably the most shocking part of your background hopefully, is it Samuel?"
"I don't know, I'm not sure what gets you kids' panties in a knot," Samuel shot back. "Anyway, can I continue after being rudely interrupted?"
"Oh yeah sorry," Josh said as he drank a glass of water.
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"Well as long as we make sure not to give Samuel anywhere around the core and drain the blood, he should be fine," Samuel's mother stated. "He should experience this like the rest of us."
"I suppose you are right Lydia," Samuel's father replied as he started making incisions on his father's corpse. "I better call my mom, brothers and sisters and see if they want to partake in the funeral. Lydia, can you grab the telephone from the living room?"
"Sure Sigmar," she responded, walking out of the kitchen.
"Ooh, Poke Balls!" Samuel exclaimed with joy as he pulled a pair out from the bag his grandfather's body was in. He picked them up and smiled, letting out a elated yell.
Samuel's father looked at his son and his eyes widened with fear. "Samuel, put those down now!" he ordered, getting Samuel to jump. In shock however one of the Poke Balls Samuel was holding dropped onto the floor and out of it popped a Jolteon.
"Jolteon!" Samuel screamed as he climbed down from the table to inspect his grandfather's old Pokemon. The electric type Pokemon sniffed Samuel and licked him on the face, making Samuel laugh with happiness. But as Samuel's dad leaped over the kitchen table it was already too late. The Jolteon snapped and within a microsecond bit Samuel directly on the face and began to snarl with hatred. This was no friendly creature but a savage animal that knew only violence and saw Samuel as an opponent. The rabid Jolteon wanted to kill Samuel as its spines began surging with electricity, ready to electrocute the toddler.
Samuel let out a bloody scream and his parents also shouted. Samuel's father quickly pushed Samuel out of the way and picked up the Jolteon with one arm. Although the creature let out a surge of electricity to zap Samuel's father, Sigmar was unfazed and smashed the Pokemon onto the hard tile kitchen floor. Pulling out his butcher knife, Samuel's father hacked away at the electric monster for attacking his child. The Jolteon yelped in pain but deserved everything it got after Samuel's dad was finished killing it. After smashing his cleaver several times into Jolteon's body, Samuel's father slayed the rabid Pokemon. He tossed its body out of the kitchen window with glass shattering everywhere, causing snow to enter the house.
Sigmar sighed in relief but thanks to all of the commotion the second Poke Ball dropped and summoned another Pokemon. This was no usual Pokemon like Jolteon but a powerful legendary that could harness the elements of fire and water to master steam. With a mighty roar the legendary Pokemon known as Volcanion began to glow blue as it charged up a monstrous attack. "Lydia, bring forth Eldfell!" Samuel's father shouted as he began to shield a crying Samuel. She grabbed a Poke Ball sitting on top of a television and chucked it in front of her husband and son.
Blocking the incoming Steam Eruption attack was none other than another Fire type legendary Pokemon known to many as Heatran. She withstood the super effective attack like a tank, unfazed as she knew her master and his family were in danger. Eldfell's head glowed with tempered steel as she performed Iron Head on the Volcanion, knocking it out of the living room. The Heatran rushed through the remains of Samuel's house and jumped on top of the Volcanion as she used Crunch on its oval ring, tearing it off with great force as boiling water poured out and Volcanion screamed in agony.
The Volcanion's body grew hot and became engulfed in flames as it smashed into Eldfell via Flare Blitz, sending the Heatran crashing through several spruce. Eldfell got back up as the nearby northern trees ignited, although the unforgiving blizzard outside was keeping the inferno under control. Knowing that Volcanion had to be stopped before it caused too much damage, Eldfell glowed like freshly erupted lava and unleashed an awe-inspiring spiral of magma from her mouth at Volcanion, directly blasting the steam beast with twenty tons worth of magma with its signature move Magma Storm. Volcanion cried as the magma hardened and burned, leaving a tormenting ring of fire around the terrible beast to torture it. Deciding to finish off Volcanion now, the metal parts of Eldfell's body glowed gold as she stomped the ground, causing a golden fissure to crack through the earth towards Volcanion via Earth Power. A bright holy light radiated from the earth and shined at Volcanion, unleashing the planet's inner light at the unholy Pokemon, obliterating it from existence once and for all.
With the job finished, Eldfell turned around and tended to her owners. Although Samuel's house was wrecked in the process, the danger was gone as Samuel's mother tended to the wound inflicted by the Jolteon. Samuel's father pat Eldfell on the head for a job well done and recalled her back into her Poke Ball. He sighed though and hoped that this terrible experience wouldn't just scar Samuel physically, but emotionally as well as his son kept crying.
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"Oh shit dude, I didn't know you nearly got killed by Pokemon when you were little," Joey said with genuine concern. "So does that mean you hate Eevee and its evolutions along with Volcanion?"
"Not at all Joey," Samuel informed him. "I have nothing against Eevee and its evolutions, same with Volcanion. Even if your own tiny baby Eevee evolves into a Jolteon, it won't cause any trauma for me."
"Wait, how did your dad have a Heatran and your grandfather a Volcanion?" Danny asked with confusion about the rarity of legendary Pokemon. "Aren't legendary Pokemon supposed to be one of a kind Pokemon?"
"A few are I think, but only a handful of legendary Pokemon are just that, legends," Samuel told Danny. "They are rare yes, but for most of them there's more than one in existence. When my father caught Eldfell, he said she was amongst a few in a group of Heatran at some volcanic island in the northern sea."
"Your grandpa was also the old league champion Jericho from over thirty years ago?" Josh asked as Samuel nodded to confirm this. "Was he really as bad as your father said he was?"
"Probably, although I never even met my grandfather in person back when he was still alive," Samuel admitted. "Around the rest of the region my grandfather Jericho was a very popular fellow, but in our tribe we all viewed him as shit, and even to this day his name does not ring good bells. Thankfully in our tribe having a "bad seed" in your family does not cause you to be vilified for their actions."
"Wait, you also mentioned something about a phone and a TV in your story, right?" Danny asked, which Samuel nodded to confirm. "I thought your tribe was on like Iron Age levels of technology or something like old times."
Samuel laughed as he slapped his knees. "My tribe is well known for producing some of the best computer scientists amongst Kirei you dunce," Samuel told Danny as he continued chuckling. "We're not stupid savages, we have microwaves, television, cars and the internet. Oh boy, let me tell you about the first time I discovered the internet: I had the best week-straight arm workout of my life if you know what I mean."
Josh giggled at this comment as Joey began to open his mouth. "So you're pretty badass with Pokemon now Samuel, so clearly you're far from being afraid of them," Joey stated. "So, how did you get your first Pokemon and which one was that?"
"Ah, that was Lunatel, and I caught her when she was a baby Noibat," Samuel confirmed to the boys as he threw a Poke Ball up into the air, with Lunatel popping out. The gigantic Noivern towered over the trainers and their Pokemon, being unusually colossal for a Noivern. "Lunatel, I am about to tell these boys about the day we first met." Lunatel screeched with glee and flew overhead like a hyperactive child before simmering down to rest and listen to her trainer's tale. This was the equivalent of being right next to a jet about to take off though, so the boys' ears rang like a gong.
"For you," Samuel told Josh. "Now, I was five years old when I was told we would go on a quest for our first Pokemon. Everyone else who was around my same age was rounded up for this ceremony too, the one where we get our first Pokemon."
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About fifty little tykes, all about five years of age were gathered together outside an elementary school in Samuel's village. Young Samuel was amongst those many five year old children and like the others was filled with excitement as he waited in the snow outdoors with the rest of the kids. Today was no ordinary day for Samuel and the other children. This would be the day they would receive their first Pokemon, or rather go out into the wilderness and befriend their first Pokemon to be more accurate.
"I'm gonna get a Spheal!" shouted one of the little buggers as he jumped up and down.
"I want a Delibird to be my best friend!" yelled a little girl as she started screaming with anticipation.
"Meditite are strong, I hope I find one!" another small child exclaimed as he ran around in circles.
"Hey Samuel," one of the five year old kids said, looking up at Samuel as he caught his attention. Samuel stood roughly a head taller than all his peers, making him a large child for his age. Anyway, Samuel was just as hyped up for wanting to obtain a starter Pokemon like the other children. Although he was in deep thought about the prospect, not screeching and running around like the others. "What is your first Pokemon gonna be?"
"I don't know," Samuel admitted to the other child. "Something special though, not like all of the Ice types everyone always gets."
"Samuel is special!" shouted the one kid who stood a head taller than Samuel. It was Grenwolf, the only other five year old bigger than Samuel, and a lot meaner too. "I bet you're gonna get a crappy Magikarp, it would suit you!"
Samuel grabbed Grenwolf by the collar of his coat and headbutted the giant child. As Grenwolf waddled back in shock, the other kids cheered for Samuel, eager to see a fight between the two most powerful children their age. Grenwolf charged at Samuel like a mad Tauros, but Samuel lunched forward and smashed his fist right into Grenwolf's mouth. "Kiss my fist!" Samuel screamed. Blood dripped from his lips as Grenwolf's face turned red with rage as he picked up Samuel and tossed him to the floor. Grenwolf jumped on top of Samuel as the boys began swinging a fury of fists at each other.
It was only when their kindergarten teacher walked in and saw the brawl did the other kids stop cheering on the fight. "Kids, that's enough!" she yelled, stepping in-between Samuel and Grenwolf, pulling them apart. As she held each boy by one arm, they still kept trying to hit each other, yelling with anger. "Samuel and Grenwolf, it's always fighting with you two! Can't you two not beat up on each other just for one day?"
"Samuel hit me first teacher!" Grenwolf proclaimed as he tried kicking Samuel in the balls.
"Grenwolf called me special and I know that's not a good thing!" Samuel exclaimed as he couldn't stop trying to get in one last attack on Grenwolf.
Samuel's kindergarten teacher tossed him on the right side of the children and threw Grenwolf over by the left section. "You two stay still until I'm finished talking, okay?"
"Yes teacher," both Samuel and Grenwolf said simultaneously.
"Okay, as you children know today is the first today you will go out and befriend your first Pokemon!" Samuel's kindergarten teacher exclaimed, getting each of the kids hopping up and down uncontrollably. "Children, settle down or it's the oar!" she shouted at them, getting her class to simmer down and listen. "Alright, as it is in our tribe's tradition, you kids shall go forth and find a Pokemon to befriend! You cannot return to the village until you have obtained your first Pokemon on your own. Now go, be safe and try not to get killed!"
Samuel and the rest of the children scattered throughout the frosty wasteland, venturing outside their tribal grounds. Many ran off to the nearby icy beaches filled with many icebergs floating around in the open ocean. Others decided to trek through the spruce woodlands, and then some of the kids traveled towards the beautiful tundra plains. But for young Samuel, he gazed out at the vast mountainside west of his village. One particular mountain stood out from the rest in that great range, and that was the sky-reaching Mt. End of Days. Even expert Pokemon trainers were told to stay away from that death trap of a mountain, and Samuel's tribe would rarely venture there unless necessary.
"To Mt. End of Days!" Samuel shouted with all his five year old might as he didn't stop running towards the imposing mountain. The only thing he was leaving behind him was his footprints in the snow. Samuel was headstrong about trans-versing Mt. End of Days, and nothing was going stop this ambitious five year old.
"Mt. End of Days?" Grenwolf asked himself, popping out from behind a spruce. He began to crawl on the ground, directly over Samuel's footprints in the snow. "You're not the only one who wants a good Pokemon," he thought, keeping himself fifty paces behind Samuel as he stalked him all the way to the fearsome and awe-inspiring Mt. End of Days.
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"No way Samuel," Joey questioned in disbelief at Samuel's story so far. "Mt. End of Days is supposed to host Pokemon so powerful they make the ones at Victory Road look like the kinds on Route 1."
"Isn't it true that pseudo-legendary Pokemon crawl everywhere in that place?" Josh asked as he too was having a difficult time comprehending that Samuel actually explored Mt. End of Days all by himself without any Pokemon as a five year old.
"Shoot, I've heard that legendary Pokemon live on that mountain!" Danny exclaimed with amazement.
Samuel let out another of his thick, hardy Scandinavian-like laughs. "Oh yes, the Pokemon on Mt. End of Days are certainly not one for the average trainer to mess around with!" Samuel proclaimed as he slurped down a bottle of ale. "But yes, I really was ambitious as a little tyke. After all in Kirei the only spot for Noibat and Noivern to be found in is Mt. End of Days. Isn't she more than enough proof that I managed to trek that Arceus-forsaken mountain at the tender age of five?" Lunatel let out an ear-deafening screech of joy as she happily fluttered around her trainer.
"Alright fair enough," Joey conceded, having the evidence of Samuel's claim right in front of his face, forcing himself to admit that Samuel was telling the truth. "Okay, so what happened when you arrived at the base of Mt. End of Days?"
"I was about to get to that part until you interrupted me again Joey," Samuel informed the boy. "Anyway, in a few hours I finally got to the base of Mt. End of Days. As everyone knows the main reason the place is called Mt. End of Days, besides all the danger is the eternal darkness the mountain protrudes. The sky always looks pitch-black around the place like it's constantly night time and no one knows why. Thankfully my mother knew I would probably head towards Mt. End of Days so I had a flashlight with me in my coat pocket. With my trusty flashlight in hand I could see where exactly my little five year old self could enter without getting eaten by some savage Pokemon."
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Mt. End of Days towered over the landscape and other mountains in its range as it overshadowed the surrounding area at a staggering five miles in height. The mountain range itself was of the colors onyx and purple bronze, and the sky was perpetually filled with clouds the shade of deep space with tremendous thunder and lightning. Jagged, spiky, rough, the mountain had experienced its fair share of wear and tear over the years that did not make it smaller, but only more sinister with every chip that would slide off during erosion. Despite Mt. End of Days' location and high altitude, there was no snow, nor was the place cold. It was not warm either, with an incredibly neutral temperature that was not relaxing, but ominous and put worry into the hearts of men. Like their soul had been cast into the outer darkness after death where they would find no peace, but only anguish. This apocalyptic mountain looked like it could pass off as the brother of Mount Doom (although Mt. End of Days was not an active volcano), and would not look out of place in the land of Mordor from Lord of The Rings. It was not just the most imposing mountain in all of Kirei, but possibly the entire continent as well.
All this only made young Samuel more ecstatic the moment he stepped foot at Mt. End of Days' base, not even slightly intimidated by the mountain that looked as if Arceus abandoned it. He gazed up and saw a small entrance that was just the right size for a five year old him to fit through. "First Pokemon here I come!" Samuel shouted at the mountain, challenging it as he put his flashlight in his mouth and began is ascend up the hellish alp. He climbed on the dark peak, grasping firmly to each rock that stuck out of the mountain, pulling and hopping his way up into the crevice that was thirty feet above the surface. When he finally got inside the tiny entryway, Samuel began to commando crawl through the tight access with abrasive rocks rubbing against his entire body, the diminutive tunnel shrinking the more he moved forward.
When Samuel reached the end of this ever-squeezing access, he had to pull himself out as he flopped twelve feet onto the hard, lumpy black floor. Getting up Samuel only had a few bruises from the fall as he aimed his flashlight on the walls inside Mt. End of Days. The cavern walls were also dark, and it was like aiming a flashlight in a room that was already painted black on all sides. As Samuel looked around at the hell-like chasm, monstrous stomps were approaching him on both sides. In front of him his flashlight reflected off the metallic surface of a heavy metal Pokemon known as Aggron. Behind him was a giant green and armored dinosaur Pokemon that whipped up not a sandstorm but an unnerving presence known as Tyranitar. Within a flash the Aggron's tail glowed silver and transformed into a solid hunk of iron as the mighty beast roared and swung its tail via Iron Tail. The Tyranitar in turn lunged forward with its mouth exhaling dark matter as the creature looked like it was about to rip out a chunck of Aggron's body with the move Crunch.
Samuel jumped out of the way from this titanic battle, running as the two Rock type Pokemon clashed, causing rubble to fall from the cavern's ceiling. When he finally found a place to rest, he took it easy on the ground and noted that it felt like lying down on cold steel. Suddenly the surface began moving, causing Samuel to jolt as he pointed his flashlight at the shiny surface. He had managed to lay on top of a Steelix, and the silver serpent started to burrow through Mt. End of Days. Samuel held onto the metal wyrm and rode Steelix, clenching onto the rough edges of the enormous Pokemon. He continued latching onto the super silver snake for what seemed like hours as the Steelix kept devouring the minerals in its path, while not minding a small child hitching a ride on its back. Samuel wondered if this robust Pokemon would be his first Pokemon. It would truly be an impressive Pokemon to befriend and it would bring honor to his family.
However, before Samuel could try and propose this idea to Steelix, the metallic monster made a sharp turn and sent Samuel tumbling down a hollow shaft. The boy slid and bounced until he fell into a small underground pond that helped absorb some of the impact of his fall. Still, Samuel cringed as he got back up, undeterred in his quest to get his first Pokemon. He took sips out of the mountain water, which was rusty and filled with minerals that made it impure, but Samuel was thirsty and didn't care about the water's quality. Looking into the tiny cavern reservoir Samuel stared at his reflection and saw the scrapes and bruises left on his five year old body, smiling. A second reflection then began to appear right next to him, causing Samuel to look confused as he turned his head. It was an exact clone of himself. "I have a twin?" Samuel screamed, taken back as he threw himself backwards in shock.
The clone of Samuel laughed as it began to turn pink. Not just its skin but the clothing as well that blended back into the body of this creature. Soon it shrank into a tiny pink blob with a smiley face called a Ditto that giggled at Samuel as it oozed into a crack on the floor, vanishing from the room. Samuel was freaked out that there were Pokemon that could shape-shift into people, but took in a deep breath and tried not to think about it too much. He continued walking in the hollows of Mt. End of Days, through jagged tunnels to rocky walls, nothing would stop this determined child from getting his first Pokemon.
"Let me go you dummy!" a voice echoed throughout the halls of Mt. End of Days. Samuel hustled over to the source of the sound and was surprised to see none other than Grenwolf, who was backed into a corner by a blue punching bag Pokemon called Wobbuffet.
"Grenwolf, what are you doing here?" Samuel asked as he stepped forward towards Grenwolf and the tall cyan Pokemon. When he got closer, Samuel felt as if he was trapped. Backing up, Samuel's body hit what seemed like an invisible wall, which was only marked by a shadow ring that circled Wobbuffet. Approaching Grenwolf and the Psychic type Pokemon, Samuel saw what looked like a black tail with two eyes on it behind Wobbuffet. Hastily Samuel stomped on the tail, which made the Wobbuffet let out an ungodly agonizing shriek that sounded like a screaming frog that was being crushed by a tractor.
Within seconds a levitating three headed dragon Pokemon known as Hydreigon came swooping down and ambushed the Wobbuffet by blasting raw dark matter via Dark Pulse at the strange creature. Being hit by a super effective attack caused the Wobbuffet to lose consciousness and its ring of shadow that tagged the boys close to it faded away. The Hydreigon grabbed the unconscious Wobbuffet with its two lesser heads, picking up the knocked out Pokemon and flying away to a different part of Mt. End of Days as the brutal hydra of darkness salivated with hunger. Samuel and Grenwolf both looked up at the ferocious dragon Pokemon and its prey, both boys thankful the Hydreigon decided that a Wobbuffet would be a far more nutritious meal than either one of them.
"That was a close one," Samuel stated as Grenwolf gave him a hard throat-chop that caught Samuel off guard. Samuel began to hack and cough, wheezing as he clenched his neck.
"Now I got the last hit in!" Grenwolf exclaimed as he stuck his tongue out while Samuel continued holding his neck while he exhaled hard. "I'm gonna go get a Pokemon before you do!" Grenwolf then began to run away from Samuel, laughing as he bolted through the caverns of Mt. End of Days.
"Get back here you bully!" Samuel shouted as he managed to pull himself together and went in hot pursuit of Grenwolf.
Samuel continued chasing after Grenwolf through Mt. End of Day's many twists and turns. When it looked like Samuel had Grenwolf corned at a dead end, Grenwolf simply started to climb upwards, which Samuel did the same. As Samuel kept hunting down Grenwolf, the two tykes suddenly found themselves on a high ledge inside Mt. End of Days. The boys were shocked however when they heard high pitched roaring coming from the side of the ledge. Looking over it was a small Bagon nest inside a hole in the cavern's wall, filled with little blue dragons with thick, hard gray ridges on their heads.
However, both Samuel and Grenwolf noticed that one of the Bagons was not like the other. The largest one of the batch was of a Islamic green and seemed to be the loudest and meanest of the bunch too. "Mine, I call dibs!" Grenwolf shouted as he rushed forward towards the shiny Bagon, pushing Samuel down as he made his way towards the rare and powerful baby dragon. The shiny Bagon approached Grenwolf and sniffed the five year old, smiling. "Bagon, shall you come with me?" Grenwolf asked as the Bagon looked back at its litter-mates, and then back at Grenwolf, nodding her head. "Awesome, now let's go home!"
A loud draconian roar echoed through Mt. End of Days that knocked Samuel and Grenwolf to the black onyx floor. An airborne blue dragon with red wings and a hard gray underbelly known as a Salamence, the fully evolved form of Bagon, flew upwards and released a powerful ignited napalm mixture from her mouth in a stream-like fashion via Flamethrower. The incendiary blast of hot liquid struck a wall and caused the dark stone to warm up and glow with a tempered mix of red and blue. "Grenwolf, give her baby back!" Samuel demanded as the mother Salamence kept dashing around in the air breathing fire everywhere.
"Nah, we're outta here!" Grenwolf exclaimed as he grabbed his newly obtained shiny Bagon as they jumped head first off the ledge and into the abyss below.
"Grenwolf!" Samuel screamed as he looked over the ledge and could only see the abyss looking back at him. However Samuel could see a flow of fire approaching in front of him, with Samuel jumping to the side in order to avoid being burned alive by the Salamence. The majestic cobalt dragon still saw Samuel as a threat to her hatchlings as she would not stop her unrelenting fire attacks on the child. Samuel dodged the Flamethrowers, but knew that he could not keep up evading the assault from this dire dragon forever.
However, a swarm of bat Pokemon consisting of Crobat and Noivern came fluttering into this area of Mt. End of Days, obstructing the Salamence's view of Samuel and getting her flustered. Samuel saw this as divine intervention and would not waste this chance as an opportunity to escape. He jumped in the air and latched onto the tail of a Noivern, only slightly pulling the wyvern down as Samuel climbed on top of it. As he mounted the flying noise machine Pokemon, Samuel managed to blend in with the cloud of bat Pokemon. The Salamence once trying to kill him was now standing guard in front of her nest, not wasting her time mindlessly shooting Flamethrower attacks everywhere anymore.
Samuel flew on top of the Noivern as they continued ascending higher up Mt. End of Days. They landed in a the Noivern's nest amongst a colony of other Noivern and Crobat along with their offspring in their nesting grounds. When Samuel got off the Noivern, he found two pups resting in the nest that belonged to the Noivern he hitched a ride upon. One of the Noibat was incredibly large for her species, almost being as huge as Samuel himself, who was already a larger than average five year old human child. The other Noibat was a tiny male with eyes that were completely white, being small and blind, but thankfully had an excellent sense of echolocation.
The larger Noibat looked at Samuel and rubbed against him, licking the boy as she chirped in joy. Samuel laughed and pet the Noibat, who already seemed to have a fondness for him. The mother Noivern noticed the amount of affection her daughter had for the human boy as a tear shed down her eyes. She nudged Samuel and her daughter out of the nest with her wings as she wrapped her dwarf son around with her tail. "Do you want me and Noibat to become best friends?" Samuel asked the Noivern who nodded as her son cried out to his sister. "Is this okay with you Noibat?" The big Noibat looked at Samuel and then to her mother and brother and emitted sonic waves out to them. Her mother rubbed her nose on her daughter's and allowed her brother to also give her a nose kiss as she then relayed another sonic wave back. The big Noibat let out one last sonic wave as she chirped at Samuel, telling him it was time to go.
So Samuel had befriended his first Pokemon, a big but cute Noibat who ecstatically fluttered around him. The two saw a shimmer of light and walked towards it, revealing the moon's glow as they stood on a cliff sticking out of Mt. End of Days. Although always covered in darkness, the moon was in its full state and glowed through the murkiness in the sky. He could see his village from being this high up the mountain as Samuel pointed at it. "That's where we'll live," Samuel told the Noibat as she squealed and continued flying around like a hyperactive child. He looked into the night sky and back at his first Pokemon. "I will name you Lunatel," he said, which Noibat flapped her wings rapturously at, taking joy in her new name. "Now come on, let us go home!" Samuel exclaimed as he extended his arms up above his head. Lunatel flew above him and allowed Samuel to grasp onto her feet as he then jumped off the cliff, with Lunatel rapidly flapping her wings. They made their descent from Mt. End of Days and traveled downwards to Samuel's village in the shadows, both joyful that they became best friends on this beautiful night.
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"That concludes how Lunatel and I became best of friends," Samuel told Danny, Josh and Joey as he finished eating his serving of Lutefisk as Lunatel licked him on the face. Samuel pat her head as he then said, "Of course after I got Lunatel, I quickly became known as a potent battler amongst my village. Later on in my teenage years my life mostly consisted of a lot of sex. It all started around when I was fourteen, but I don't suppose a group of virgins like yourselves would care to hear about my sexual escapades."
Samuel then noticed that the boys had fallen asleep during his storytelling. He was a bit upset by this at first, but then noticed that none of them even touched their Lutefisk he had spent a week preparing. "Vraaah da da da da!" Lunatel chirped as she saw the sleeping trainers.
"Such exhausted trainers," Samuel said, grinning as he went over to Danny, Joey and Josh and deemed that they shouldn't go to bed hungry. He grabbed the leftover Lutefisk and rammed it down their mouths, with none of them waking up from being force-fed. The boys now slept with Lutefisk still present in their mouths as Samuel then decided to recall Lunatel into her Poke Ball, along with Pedunan who had been peacefully listening to his master's stories this entire time. "I too shall rest," Samuel stated as he crawled into his own tent for the night to slumber.
The next day, all three boys would wake up with a severe case of food poisoning no thanks to Samuel.