THE SILVER STAR
Zack was sitting on the bed watching his TV. Ash Ketchum had just won against the Elite Four. Now he was a Pokemaster!
Zack turned off the TV and laid back on his bed.
"Tomorrow," he thought, "I'll get my first Pokemon!" With that, he
drifted off to sleep.
The next morning he woke with a start. He looked at his clock. 7:30, it read.
"If I don't hurry, I'll be late!" he said to himself.
He got dressed and grabbed a Pop-Tart on the way to Professor Elm's laboratory. When he got there, there was already a crowd around the place. Trainers were going in to get their first Pokemon. He ran through the crowd, into the building. Inside were already about ten trainers all talking to each other and issuing challenges when they got their Pokemon.
"Hey, Zack," a familiar voice said.
Zack turned to see his best friend, Keera Hope, standing next to him. She looked really excited about getting a Pokemon.
"Hey, Keera," Zack answered, "how have you been doing?"
"Fine, I guess. But I wonder which Pokemon I'll get."
"Yeah, me, too. I mean, all the good ones will be gone by the time we get ours," he said with a hint of bitterness.
"Okay, okay, people. One at a time, please. There are enough for all," Professor Elm said from the front of the room.
Slowly the room emptied as delighted trainers left with their Pokemon. When Keera went to get her Pokemon, Zack decided to look around. He walked into a room full of little tables with glass cases on them. Inside the cases were hurt Pokemon. Zack didn't want to see these injured Pokemon, so he decided to leave. Just as he was walking out, his eye caught a gleam of something silver. He turned to see what it was, and gasped. A pure silver Dratini was in one of the case looking
directly at him!
"No way!" he whispered to himself. He had always wanted a dragon Pokemon and had always longed to see one up close.
"Zack! Professor Elm is ready for you," Keera said from behind him.
Zack reluctantly turned and went to find Professor Elm. When Zack found him, Professor Elm was holding a Pokeball.
"Well, Zack, you get this one, then." And a Hitmontop popped out of the Pokeball.
Zack took the Pokeball and decided to nickname his new Hitmontop Teeto. As he was walking with his Pokeball on his special vest, he felt something wrap around his leg. He looked down and saw the silver Dratini.
"Amazing!" said Professor Elm. "That Dratini got out of its healing tube to follow you, it seems."
"Can I keep it, Professor?" Zack asked.
"Well, it probably won't come back to me, so I guess you'll have to," Professor Elm said, handing Zack another Pokeball.
"I'll call him.....I think.....yeah, Fou-lu* seems good!" (*dragon or dragon-hybrid in Chinese) With that, he walked out of the lab with both Pokemon, trying to figure out how he got so lucky.
This is my first fic so please R&R, and tell me if I should keep on with this one...DDX
