Unbelievable Journey
by
MindWizard
:Disclaimer: Pokèmon is owned by its right and proper owners (who's identity I happen to have forgotten, though I think it has something to do with Nintendo), not me, and I mean no harm to the guys who own it; on a side note, I am making no money off of this, so please don't sue me for writing this ::puts on a sad puppy dog face::; on another side-note, I do own Jal-Sin (you'll find out why he has such a funny name later) and his sister Cathy, since I'm pretty darn sure that I made them up (I think); anyone wishing to use either of these characters or any other s I manage to make up along the way, which I highly doubt, must merely ask permission (hey, I may not be getting any cash off of this, but at least I get that single right as a writer.)
"..."= Good ol' American English
...= Japanese
:...:= Chinese
'...'=Pokèmon speaking to each other [use it as if were someone quoting someone else when inside either "...", ..., or :...:]
^...^= Other Info
[...]= Author notes
*...*= Pokèdex speaking
~...~=Different time and/or place
(...)=Thoughts
~The Outskirts of the Viridian Forest, 4:15 PM~
Jal-Sin looked up, stretching his right amr into the air. Pulling back the sleeve of his shirt, he revealed a strange looking mark on his arm. If one were to look at it normally, it would seem as a simple blotch on the skin, a mole or some such thing, though it was obviously a birthmark; however, if one were to look at it just the right angle (some people had to squint their eyes to see it, but for some reason Jal-Sin and his family did not need to do such, [no, it doesn't have to with having slitted eyelids,]) than one would see that the birthmark was no ordinary birthmark. Rather, it was more like a tattoo of some sort, depicting a battle of some sort between two large creatures. Upon closer inspection it would be revealed that these creatures were in fact apparently dragons, one of them the type classicly described in European and American stories and movies, the other of the type typically known as the Chinese or Japanese dragon [I'm not sure which exactly, Japanese or Chinese that is.] His sister had a mark that was basically an exact replica of his own, only hers was on her left foot instead her right hand like her brother's. (Speaking of which.)
"Hey J! Looking at your tattoo again?" For some odd reason, Cathy constantly referred to the marks on the bodies of the two of them as tattoos. At first he had thought that she simply liked the idea of having a tattoo. However, after awhile, he had realized that that was not it at all; Cathy simply didn't want people knowing that the apparently intricately designed marks were indeed birthmarks instead of tattoos, as it would probably get the two of them labeled as freaks.
"Yeah, so? What's it to ya?" And so it went once again, the two of them passing back insults and suchy and such as they had nearly every day of their lives.
'What are they doing, anyway?' Behind Cathy and Jal-Sin, back at what was basically the main campsite, their newly recieved [at least, as far as the two of them were concerned] pokè,on were trying to understand what was occurring between their Masters.
'I don't know. I think they're fighting.' Vulpix replied to Spook as they tried to understand what was going on.
'I thought they were supposed to have us do their fighting for them.' This time it was Dratini, who was fairly puzzled at what was happening. Before the patriarch of the Sayajin family had put the four of them in their pokèballs and gave them to his children, the one-time Pokèmon professor had explained to the the various things about the world of pokèmon, seeing as how he had raised the lot of them from eggs back in America, to the best of his ability, considering the fact that he had been trying to communicate with them and was not completely sure if they had understood what he had told them. However, Jal [Jal-Sin's dad] had also explained something else to the four pokèmon, something that he knew they had all understood. At of all of them, Mindshaper, however, had probably understood the most of what the professor had told them. Particularly that one, last extra thing that had little thing that nothing at all to do with the world of pokèmon, at least when it had been told to them, but would most certainly affect the four of them for the rest of their lives nonetheless.
'Come now you two, you do remember what their father told us about them, don't you?'
'Well, yeah, but how could they be that different from normal trainers?' Mindshaper merely shook it's head in response, which in turn caused Spook to start laughing like crazy [yes, at this point in his evolution, and for a while afterwards, he'll probably laugh at nearly anything,] though he was pointedly ignored, mostly out of embarrassment.
'Who knows. But he did tell us to expect the unexpected from them, and this looks like just one more thing following that.' Meanwhile, about half a mile away, a certain trio was watching the small group, wondering just what was going on.
"Who are those two, anyway?" one of them spoke. Though he seemed to be a adult, with blue haired crewcut of sorts, he was about as mature as a spoiled rotten newborn baby, without the spoiled rotten part [hey, losing so many times can do that to you,] and probably as smart as one to boot.
"Who cares! All I care about is the fact that they've got a Dratini with them!" This time it was a female, the woman, though she was just as mature as her partner, of the group, with extremely long red hair fixed up in such a way so that it wouldn't move unless it was cut off [how much hair gel and stuff do you think she uses to keep it that way, anyhow?]
"With a rare pokèmon like that, I can be top cat again!" [Well, that probably gave away who the last one is, so I feel no need to say much else.]
:Author's Notes: Is there any doubt at all as to who those three are? I didn't think so. For those of you wondering what the birthmarks are for... Well, those'll come into play later.
by
MindWizard
:Disclaimer: Pokèmon is owned by its right and proper owners (who's identity I happen to have forgotten, though I think it has something to do with Nintendo), not me, and I mean no harm to the guys who own it; on a side note, I am making no money off of this, so please don't sue me for writing this ::puts on a sad puppy dog face::; on another side-note, I do own Jal-Sin (you'll find out why he has such a funny name later) and his sister Cathy, since I'm pretty darn sure that I made them up (I think); anyone wishing to use either of these characters or any other s I manage to make up along the way, which I highly doubt, must merely ask permission (hey, I may not be getting any cash off of this, but at least I get that single right as a writer.)
"..."= Good ol' American English
...= Japanese
:...:= Chinese
'...'=Pokèmon speaking to each other [use it as if were someone quoting someone else when inside either "...", ..., or :...:]
^...^= Other Info
[...]= Author notes
*...*= Pokèdex speaking
~...~=Different time and/or place
(...)=Thoughts
~The Outskirts of the Viridian Forest, 4:15 PM~
Jal-Sin looked up, stretching his right amr into the air. Pulling back the sleeve of his shirt, he revealed a strange looking mark on his arm. If one were to look at it normally, it would seem as a simple blotch on the skin, a mole or some such thing, though it was obviously a birthmark; however, if one were to look at it just the right angle (some people had to squint their eyes to see it, but for some reason Jal-Sin and his family did not need to do such, [no, it doesn't have to with having slitted eyelids,]) than one would see that the birthmark was no ordinary birthmark. Rather, it was more like a tattoo of some sort, depicting a battle of some sort between two large creatures. Upon closer inspection it would be revealed that these creatures were in fact apparently dragons, one of them the type classicly described in European and American stories and movies, the other of the type typically known as the Chinese or Japanese dragon [I'm not sure which exactly, Japanese or Chinese that is.] His sister had a mark that was basically an exact replica of his own, only hers was on her left foot instead her right hand like her brother's. (Speaking of which.)
"Hey J! Looking at your tattoo again?" For some odd reason, Cathy constantly referred to the marks on the bodies of the two of them as tattoos. At first he had thought that she simply liked the idea of having a tattoo. However, after awhile, he had realized that that was not it at all; Cathy simply didn't want people knowing that the apparently intricately designed marks were indeed birthmarks instead of tattoos, as it would probably get the two of them labeled as freaks.
"Yeah, so? What's it to ya?" And so it went once again, the two of them passing back insults and suchy and such as they had nearly every day of their lives.
'What are they doing, anyway?' Behind Cathy and Jal-Sin, back at what was basically the main campsite, their newly recieved [at least, as far as the two of them were concerned] pokè,on were trying to understand what was occurring between their Masters.
'I don't know. I think they're fighting.' Vulpix replied to Spook as they tried to understand what was going on.
'I thought they were supposed to have us do their fighting for them.' This time it was Dratini, who was fairly puzzled at what was happening. Before the patriarch of the Sayajin family had put the four of them in their pokèballs and gave them to his children, the one-time Pokèmon professor had explained to the the various things about the world of pokèmon, seeing as how he had raised the lot of them from eggs back in America, to the best of his ability, considering the fact that he had been trying to communicate with them and was not completely sure if they had understood what he had told them. However, Jal [Jal-Sin's dad] had also explained something else to the four pokèmon, something that he knew they had all understood. At of all of them, Mindshaper, however, had probably understood the most of what the professor had told them. Particularly that one, last extra thing that had little thing that nothing at all to do with the world of pokèmon, at least when it had been told to them, but would most certainly affect the four of them for the rest of their lives nonetheless.
'Come now you two, you do remember what their father told us about them, don't you?'
'Well, yeah, but how could they be that different from normal trainers?' Mindshaper merely shook it's head in response, which in turn caused Spook to start laughing like crazy [yes, at this point in his evolution, and for a while afterwards, he'll probably laugh at nearly anything,] though he was pointedly ignored, mostly out of embarrassment.
'Who knows. But he did tell us to expect the unexpected from them, and this looks like just one more thing following that.' Meanwhile, about half a mile away, a certain trio was watching the small group, wondering just what was going on.
"Who are those two, anyway?" one of them spoke. Though he seemed to be a adult, with blue haired crewcut of sorts, he was about as mature as a spoiled rotten newborn baby, without the spoiled rotten part [hey, losing so many times can do that to you,] and probably as smart as one to boot.
"Who cares! All I care about is the fact that they've got a Dratini with them!" This time it was a female, the woman, though she was just as mature as her partner, of the group, with extremely long red hair fixed up in such a way so that it wouldn't move unless it was cut off [how much hair gel and stuff do you think she uses to keep it that way, anyhow?]
"With a rare pokèmon like that, I can be top cat again!" [Well, that probably gave away who the last one is, so I feel no need to say much else.]
:Author's Notes: Is there any doubt at all as to who those three are? I didn't think so. For those of you wondering what the birthmarks are for... Well, those'll come into play later.