I want to thank Dragoness for allowing me permission to use some of her ideas. Such as the Legend of Mew and parts of her storyline. However, the plot of this fan fiction is mine so ask before you copy any of this.
This means:
[Telepathic communication]
(Thoughts)
{Scene, story, or point of view information}
*Poke speech translated *
"Regular dialogue"
Now, having said that on with the story:
Pokemon: Oak Styled
Vision 01: A different choice than before...
Morning came to the sleepy town of Pallet. However, this morning was different from others, for today several young people would become pokemon trainers and go on a pokemon journey. Moreover, the best way to get started on such a quest would to awaken early.
"Gary, wake up! There was a power outage in our area last night and your alarm got messed up," said a voice belonging to a young girl.
"What!" screamed the brown haired ten-year old boy. His brown eyes snapped open and he leapt out of bed, or tried to. The mess of tangled blankets sent him crashing to the floor. This testament to a restless night, added to his growing lateness.
"Drat, Grandpa's going to really rake me over the coals because of this. I'll never hear the end of this," the young boy thought our loud as he put on a blue long sleeve shirt. He quickly put on a pair of jeans and almost fell again. Throwing on some socks and a pair of brown boots he rain down the stairs and out the door, only stopping long enough to grab a slice of toast and say bye to his sister May.
The boy ducked into the back entrance of the large pokemon lab. Putting his key back in his pocket, he walked deep in to the heart of the lab, the room past the kitchen. As he entered the room, he caught the attention of its only occupant. A gray and white haired man in a while lab coat, the world-renowned pokemon professor, named Samuel Oak.
The professor, Gary's grandfather, looked at him with disappointment and said, "Gary, I expected you to be here on time out of all people. I almost had to give the pokemon you where to receive away to a trainer who was here on time."
He older man walked over to a PC and entered some commands. A circular pillar rose from the middle of the floor. On the top was a glass dome with four indentions on it.
"Luckily I captured an extra starter so you can still receive your pokemon, but as a price for your tardiness you will have to do me one favor," Professor Oak said. "You will take care of an additional pokemon. One I feel will be a lot happier with you than me." As he spoke a smaller pillar ascended from the center of the first pillar. The dome opened to allow the new protrusion through. On the top of this were two red and white spheres. The spheres or poke balls as they where called had a red upper hemisphere and a white lower, divided by a indented black equator and had a round white button/lens on the front.
Gary eagerly reached out and picked up both. One had a small yellow lighting bolt on the upper hemisphere, while the other was just all red.
"Hey gramps, what's with the yellow lighting bolt?" He asked.
"That is the pokemon I want you to take care of. I believe that you can make a difference in its life," He replied.
"Well let's see my new partners. Poke balls go!" He yelled. In a flash of white light the two poke balls splashed open and two forms appeared. Out of the regular poke ball a small tan creature emerged. It had a white ruff around its neck, a busy tail, soulful black eyes, and longish pointed ears. The other was a yellow mouse like pokemon with yellow pointed ears with black tips, yellow fur with black strips on the back, rosy red cheeks and a lighting bolt shaped tail.
"Pokemon 133 and 25, an eevee and a pikachu," Gary said musing to himself.
"Eevee!" The small pokemon cried running up to Gary and rubbing against his leg.
"Friendly aren't you?" Gary said smiling slightly. But this smile vanished when he noticed the pikachu. It just turned its back to him and pouted. "Hey what's wrong?" he asked kneeling and to pat the electric mouse's head. Professor Oak and Eevee saw the mistake he was going to make, but before they he could he made contact with it. And received a shocking surprise of a few thousand volts of electricity. He fell back covered in black ash. "Ouch..." he moaned. The Professor and Eevee sighed.
"That's the problem with that one," the Professor said. "I want you to earn its trust, or a least make it a little happier. I think you can do it Gary." He handed the boy as he stood up a small red rectangle device called a pokedex, and a necklace with a pendent on it, and a few spare poke balls.
"Thanks gramps," Gary muttered. "Return Eevee and Pikachu!" He said. Eevee allowed the red beam to suck it up willingly but Pikachu avoided it like a plague. "Let me guess, you hate being confined," Gary stated. The small pokemon nodded. Gary sighed and asked "Gramps one favor?"
A short time and few electric shocks later, Gary left his grandfather's lab from the front entrance. Surprisingly he was holding the pikachu who was staring at him with a death glare as he endured some questions from some reporters and some cheers from some well-wishers. As the crowd pressed him he made sure no one touched the pikachu.
Just as he reached the edge of the crowd the last person he wanted to see was there, his rival Ash Ketchum.
"Hello Gary, Getting a late start I see," said the black-headed boy with the red and white pokemon league hat. The ten year old was seating on a bike and had a on a red jacket with a black shirt underneath and blue jeans and red sneakers. His brown eyes were full of mischief.
"No such luck loser. I deiced to leave right now so I won't have to see your face. It throws my style off balance," he responded.
"What ever. I wasted too much time waiting for you. I was going to ask you to battle. But I have to be on my way. See yet much later!" Ash quipped as he rode off.
"Grr... I would like to show him. Come on we have to get some things from home before he gets to far ahead," he growled to his bored pokemon. Barging in he stomped past his sister May Oak. The brown haired girl with eyes that mirrored his own watched her brother and his pokemon as he went up the stairs to his room. A few moments later he walked down the stairs with a brown custom backpack on. "May, I leaving now. Tell mom and dad, like they would care," he said.
"Big brother," she said sadly, "I'll miss you."
"Only you and gramps are the only ones that will," the boy said bitterly. The smaller girl hugged her big brother, wrinkling her blue dress and upsetting the temperamental pikachu who was crushed between them.
After the electric lights died down the both mumbled "ouch".
Later the day found Gary walking north along route on toward Viridian City. He was carrying the pikachu who was trying to gnaw through a pair of insulated gloves he was wearing.
"What's your problem? What did I do to you?" Gary asked, "Is there anything I can do to earn your trust?" He asked.
"Pika. Pika chu Pi-ka chu pikachu? Chu," *You. Does there have to be a reason? Nope, * the electric type replied.
"Look I know you don't like poke balls, and these gloves problem are a big part of the reason you don't trust me." He looked along the path and noticed a bird pokemon in the grass up Ahead. "Look," he said placing the pikachu next to a tree. "I'll drop the gloves and you can watch me in action to decide if you want to at least stay with me."
Pulling off and enlarging the poke ball from his belt, he called out "Eve, I choose you!" His eevee appeared in a flash of white light. "Tackle that pokemon. Flush it out!" He ordered. Eve complied running into the unknown pokemon at full speed. The bird rolled out on to the dust of the path. It was a small normal/flying type. It had red brown head feathers, black wings, and a white chest with two horizontal black strips on it.
"Crap! A spearow!" Gary cried as the bird righted itself. It flew up slightly from the path, than dove directly at Eve who stood ready. "Eve Tail Whip then Tackle!" Gary ordered quickly. As the angry bird flew into range, Eve rotated with blinding speed, smacking the attacker with its tail. This stunned it long enough for Eve to ram it again pinning it.
However the bird countered with blinding speed and pecked the eevee's forehead, making it fall back. It then proceeded to attack with ferociousness. It pecked and clawed at Eve until Gary called it back.
(Fury attack? That bird is at a higher level than I thought,) he considered. The angry bird bilked at losing its target glared at the trainer and pikachu, the latter watching the action from a nearby tree.
"Spearow row spear, spear row row rowspear," *Somebody call the medics, there are two more coming to the emergency room, * it cried flying toward the pikachu who it considered a bigger threat.
The pikachu was laughing at the way Gary and Eve lost and almost got knocked from his perch by the livid fowl. Panicking it let loose a powerful Thunder Shock causing the bird to fall to the ground smoking.
(Now's my chance,) "Poke ball go," Gary yelled. The red and white ball flew through the air and struck the downed pokemon. But before it hit and sucked it inside, It let lose one loud cry. Gary, who knew what the call meant, ran over and grabbed the shaking ball. As he did a cloud of the birds flock mate's rose from some nearby trees, darkening the sky. AS he turned and ran he called out to the pikachu, who leapt out of the tree and followed.
They ran fast, but the black cloud flew faster. The birds didn't attack Gary however. They all flew and ganged up on the pikachu who had pulled ahead of the boy. Gary did not slow down because of this. Instead he changed course. He plowed through the attacking pokemon and scooped up his electric pokemon with out missing a step.
"Move out of the way losers and wannabe's. Gary Oak's coming through!" He screamed as he ran past. The birds took flight after the duo, but they had a head start. Reaching a cliff over looking a river, Gary put the now dormant poke ball next to the other on his belt. Glancing down it the semi conscious pokemon he sighed. "The things I do for my friends," he complained. He gripped the pokemon tight, then jumped off into the river.
Two red haired girls sat fishing on a riverbank. One was wearing a yellow sleeveless T-shirt, which left her belly exposed, and matching shorts. She was wearing red sneakers with white laces and had her orange red hair tied in a shirt ponytail to the side.
Her companion, was wearing a tie dye shirt and faded blue jeans. She had on yellow sneakers and had long deep red hair with a blonde yellow streak in it that reached her mid back. Unlike her friend she was not holding a fishing rod.
Suddenly her friend received a bite.
"Holly I think this is it!" Her friend cried out excitedly her aqua eyes shining.
"It probably is Misty," Holly responded with a smirk, her red eyes containing a hint of something mysterious. Misty tugged on the line with all of her strength pulling not a water pokemon out of the river but a boy, and a pokemon.
"What your not a water pokemon! Are you all right?" Misty asked.
"Of course we're not all right, ms observant. We were attacked by some crazy spearow. Now out my way," Gary replied getting up. Misty angrily lunged at the rude boy in order to hurt him, but he dashed past her and Holly. He jumped on her bike and rode in north again.
"The great Gary Oak thanks you for you assistance. You will be repaid," He said riding off with her bike as the spearow find them again. As he rode it started to storm. The pikachu woke up and looked into Gary's face from the basket.
"Nice to see you with me. Don't worry, nothing has killed me yet, and I will make sure the same goes for you," Gary said with a small sad smirk.
But since he wasn't paying attention to the road, the bikes front wheel got stuck in the mud, throwing them both on to the road.
"Double ouch," Gary moaned while getting up. The front had been twisted out of shape. And spearow were approaching. "Hey you pikachu," he said to the downed pokemon. He dragged the bike next to the fallen one. He picked up the pikachu and placing it in some nearby bushes with his poke balls. "You should be safe here. Don't move. Free the others when you can. Sayonara, thank you for spending time with me," he said walking to the middle of the path. The Pikachu started at him in surprise at his words
He calmly lifted the bike up and watched the gathering birds. "Do you know who I am? I am Gary Oak, grandson of Professor Oak. I am the most skilled and knowledgeable trainer out of Pallet. I am the only trainer whose name you should know and I WILL BE THE GREATEST!" He screamed at the diving birds. "AND YOU WILL NOT STOP ME!"
Three things happened as he yelled those final words:
One: He threw the bike at the attacking birds.
Two: The pikachu jumped off his shoulder and on to the bike.
And Three: A bolt of lighting struck both the bike and the pikachu, as the latter used not Thunder Shock, but the strongest electric move Thunder.
The resulting explosion of electricity could be seen for miles.
Gary opened his eyes and looked up into the now blue sky. Looking over to his Pokemon he said "Told ya I won't die. But why did you help me?" He asked picking both the pikachu and himself off the ground.
*Pokemon help their trainers, * Pikachu said. The both looked to toward the north and saw a huge gold glowing bird fly over them. It circled once then it flew over a rainbow.
"Some pokemon have yet to be recorded," Gary whispered. Pikachu licked Gary on the cheek and he smiled openly happy for the first time in a long while. He continued to limp toward Viridian City.
Shortly after they left, Misty arrived and found what was left of her bike.
"Gary," she whispered in malice.
Elsewhere a being considered these events. (He's a lot more aggressive and forceful than the other one. But he seems to be just as fragile. I wonder how he handles his new destiny?)
Next Vision:
Team Rocket appears. But it's not the same Team Rocket as before. As the chosen is a different the darkness he must face also has changed.
Can light conquer this darkness? We'll see as the vision fades to a new concept…
This means:
[Telepathic communication]
(Thoughts)
{Scene, story, or point of view information}
*Poke speech translated *
"Regular dialogue"
Now, having said that on with the story:
Pokemon: Oak Styled
Vision 01: A different choice than before...
Morning came to the sleepy town of Pallet. However, this morning was different from others, for today several young people would become pokemon trainers and go on a pokemon journey. Moreover, the best way to get started on such a quest would to awaken early.
"Gary, wake up! There was a power outage in our area last night and your alarm got messed up," said a voice belonging to a young girl.
"What!" screamed the brown haired ten-year old boy. His brown eyes snapped open and he leapt out of bed, or tried to. The mess of tangled blankets sent him crashing to the floor. This testament to a restless night, added to his growing lateness.
"Drat, Grandpa's going to really rake me over the coals because of this. I'll never hear the end of this," the young boy thought our loud as he put on a blue long sleeve shirt. He quickly put on a pair of jeans and almost fell again. Throwing on some socks and a pair of brown boots he rain down the stairs and out the door, only stopping long enough to grab a slice of toast and say bye to his sister May.
The boy ducked into the back entrance of the large pokemon lab. Putting his key back in his pocket, he walked deep in to the heart of the lab, the room past the kitchen. As he entered the room, he caught the attention of its only occupant. A gray and white haired man in a while lab coat, the world-renowned pokemon professor, named Samuel Oak.
The professor, Gary's grandfather, looked at him with disappointment and said, "Gary, I expected you to be here on time out of all people. I almost had to give the pokemon you where to receive away to a trainer who was here on time."
He older man walked over to a PC and entered some commands. A circular pillar rose from the middle of the floor. On the top was a glass dome with four indentions on it.
"Luckily I captured an extra starter so you can still receive your pokemon, but as a price for your tardiness you will have to do me one favor," Professor Oak said. "You will take care of an additional pokemon. One I feel will be a lot happier with you than me." As he spoke a smaller pillar ascended from the center of the first pillar. The dome opened to allow the new protrusion through. On the top of this were two red and white spheres. The spheres or poke balls as they where called had a red upper hemisphere and a white lower, divided by a indented black equator and had a round white button/lens on the front.
Gary eagerly reached out and picked up both. One had a small yellow lighting bolt on the upper hemisphere, while the other was just all red.
"Hey gramps, what's with the yellow lighting bolt?" He asked.
"That is the pokemon I want you to take care of. I believe that you can make a difference in its life," He replied.
"Well let's see my new partners. Poke balls go!" He yelled. In a flash of white light the two poke balls splashed open and two forms appeared. Out of the regular poke ball a small tan creature emerged. It had a white ruff around its neck, a busy tail, soulful black eyes, and longish pointed ears. The other was a yellow mouse like pokemon with yellow pointed ears with black tips, yellow fur with black strips on the back, rosy red cheeks and a lighting bolt shaped tail.
"Pokemon 133 and 25, an eevee and a pikachu," Gary said musing to himself.
"Eevee!" The small pokemon cried running up to Gary and rubbing against his leg.
"Friendly aren't you?" Gary said smiling slightly. But this smile vanished when he noticed the pikachu. It just turned its back to him and pouted. "Hey what's wrong?" he asked kneeling and to pat the electric mouse's head. Professor Oak and Eevee saw the mistake he was going to make, but before they he could he made contact with it. And received a shocking surprise of a few thousand volts of electricity. He fell back covered in black ash. "Ouch..." he moaned. The Professor and Eevee sighed.
"That's the problem with that one," the Professor said. "I want you to earn its trust, or a least make it a little happier. I think you can do it Gary." He handed the boy as he stood up a small red rectangle device called a pokedex, and a necklace with a pendent on it, and a few spare poke balls.
"Thanks gramps," Gary muttered. "Return Eevee and Pikachu!" He said. Eevee allowed the red beam to suck it up willingly but Pikachu avoided it like a plague. "Let me guess, you hate being confined," Gary stated. The small pokemon nodded. Gary sighed and asked "Gramps one favor?"
A short time and few electric shocks later, Gary left his grandfather's lab from the front entrance. Surprisingly he was holding the pikachu who was staring at him with a death glare as he endured some questions from some reporters and some cheers from some well-wishers. As the crowd pressed him he made sure no one touched the pikachu.
Just as he reached the edge of the crowd the last person he wanted to see was there, his rival Ash Ketchum.
"Hello Gary, Getting a late start I see," said the black-headed boy with the red and white pokemon league hat. The ten year old was seating on a bike and had a on a red jacket with a black shirt underneath and blue jeans and red sneakers. His brown eyes were full of mischief.
"No such luck loser. I deiced to leave right now so I won't have to see your face. It throws my style off balance," he responded.
"What ever. I wasted too much time waiting for you. I was going to ask you to battle. But I have to be on my way. See yet much later!" Ash quipped as he rode off.
"Grr... I would like to show him. Come on we have to get some things from home before he gets to far ahead," he growled to his bored pokemon. Barging in he stomped past his sister May Oak. The brown haired girl with eyes that mirrored his own watched her brother and his pokemon as he went up the stairs to his room. A few moments later he walked down the stairs with a brown custom backpack on. "May, I leaving now. Tell mom and dad, like they would care," he said.
"Big brother," she said sadly, "I'll miss you."
"Only you and gramps are the only ones that will," the boy said bitterly. The smaller girl hugged her big brother, wrinkling her blue dress and upsetting the temperamental pikachu who was crushed between them.
After the electric lights died down the both mumbled "ouch".
Later the day found Gary walking north along route on toward Viridian City. He was carrying the pikachu who was trying to gnaw through a pair of insulated gloves he was wearing.
"What's your problem? What did I do to you?" Gary asked, "Is there anything I can do to earn your trust?" He asked.
"Pika. Pika chu Pi-ka chu pikachu? Chu," *You. Does there have to be a reason? Nope, * the electric type replied.
"Look I know you don't like poke balls, and these gloves problem are a big part of the reason you don't trust me." He looked along the path and noticed a bird pokemon in the grass up Ahead. "Look," he said placing the pikachu next to a tree. "I'll drop the gloves and you can watch me in action to decide if you want to at least stay with me."
Pulling off and enlarging the poke ball from his belt, he called out "Eve, I choose you!" His eevee appeared in a flash of white light. "Tackle that pokemon. Flush it out!" He ordered. Eve complied running into the unknown pokemon at full speed. The bird rolled out on to the dust of the path. It was a small normal/flying type. It had red brown head feathers, black wings, and a white chest with two horizontal black strips on it.
"Crap! A spearow!" Gary cried as the bird righted itself. It flew up slightly from the path, than dove directly at Eve who stood ready. "Eve Tail Whip then Tackle!" Gary ordered quickly. As the angry bird flew into range, Eve rotated with blinding speed, smacking the attacker with its tail. This stunned it long enough for Eve to ram it again pinning it.
However the bird countered with blinding speed and pecked the eevee's forehead, making it fall back. It then proceeded to attack with ferociousness. It pecked and clawed at Eve until Gary called it back.
(Fury attack? That bird is at a higher level than I thought,) he considered. The angry bird bilked at losing its target glared at the trainer and pikachu, the latter watching the action from a nearby tree.
"Spearow row spear, spear row row rowspear," *Somebody call the medics, there are two more coming to the emergency room, * it cried flying toward the pikachu who it considered a bigger threat.
The pikachu was laughing at the way Gary and Eve lost and almost got knocked from his perch by the livid fowl. Panicking it let loose a powerful Thunder Shock causing the bird to fall to the ground smoking.
(Now's my chance,) "Poke ball go," Gary yelled. The red and white ball flew through the air and struck the downed pokemon. But before it hit and sucked it inside, It let lose one loud cry. Gary, who knew what the call meant, ran over and grabbed the shaking ball. As he did a cloud of the birds flock mate's rose from some nearby trees, darkening the sky. AS he turned and ran he called out to the pikachu, who leapt out of the tree and followed.
They ran fast, but the black cloud flew faster. The birds didn't attack Gary however. They all flew and ganged up on the pikachu who had pulled ahead of the boy. Gary did not slow down because of this. Instead he changed course. He plowed through the attacking pokemon and scooped up his electric pokemon with out missing a step.
"Move out of the way losers and wannabe's. Gary Oak's coming through!" He screamed as he ran past. The birds took flight after the duo, but they had a head start. Reaching a cliff over looking a river, Gary put the now dormant poke ball next to the other on his belt. Glancing down it the semi conscious pokemon he sighed. "The things I do for my friends," he complained. He gripped the pokemon tight, then jumped off into the river.
Two red haired girls sat fishing on a riverbank. One was wearing a yellow sleeveless T-shirt, which left her belly exposed, and matching shorts. She was wearing red sneakers with white laces and had her orange red hair tied in a shirt ponytail to the side.
Her companion, was wearing a tie dye shirt and faded blue jeans. She had on yellow sneakers and had long deep red hair with a blonde yellow streak in it that reached her mid back. Unlike her friend she was not holding a fishing rod.
Suddenly her friend received a bite.
"Holly I think this is it!" Her friend cried out excitedly her aqua eyes shining.
"It probably is Misty," Holly responded with a smirk, her red eyes containing a hint of something mysterious. Misty tugged on the line with all of her strength pulling not a water pokemon out of the river but a boy, and a pokemon.
"What your not a water pokemon! Are you all right?" Misty asked.
"Of course we're not all right, ms observant. We were attacked by some crazy spearow. Now out my way," Gary replied getting up. Misty angrily lunged at the rude boy in order to hurt him, but he dashed past her and Holly. He jumped on her bike and rode in north again.
"The great Gary Oak thanks you for you assistance. You will be repaid," He said riding off with her bike as the spearow find them again. As he rode it started to storm. The pikachu woke up and looked into Gary's face from the basket.
"Nice to see you with me. Don't worry, nothing has killed me yet, and I will make sure the same goes for you," Gary said with a small sad smirk.
But since he wasn't paying attention to the road, the bikes front wheel got stuck in the mud, throwing them both on to the road.
"Double ouch," Gary moaned while getting up. The front had been twisted out of shape. And spearow were approaching. "Hey you pikachu," he said to the downed pokemon. He dragged the bike next to the fallen one. He picked up the pikachu and placing it in some nearby bushes with his poke balls. "You should be safe here. Don't move. Free the others when you can. Sayonara, thank you for spending time with me," he said walking to the middle of the path. The Pikachu started at him in surprise at his words
He calmly lifted the bike up and watched the gathering birds. "Do you know who I am? I am Gary Oak, grandson of Professor Oak. I am the most skilled and knowledgeable trainer out of Pallet. I am the only trainer whose name you should know and I WILL BE THE GREATEST!" He screamed at the diving birds. "AND YOU WILL NOT STOP ME!"
Three things happened as he yelled those final words:
One: He threw the bike at the attacking birds.
Two: The pikachu jumped off his shoulder and on to the bike.
And Three: A bolt of lighting struck both the bike and the pikachu, as the latter used not Thunder Shock, but the strongest electric move Thunder.
The resulting explosion of electricity could be seen for miles.
Gary opened his eyes and looked up into the now blue sky. Looking over to his Pokemon he said "Told ya I won't die. But why did you help me?" He asked picking both the pikachu and himself off the ground.
*Pokemon help their trainers, * Pikachu said. The both looked to toward the north and saw a huge gold glowing bird fly over them. It circled once then it flew over a rainbow.
"Some pokemon have yet to be recorded," Gary whispered. Pikachu licked Gary on the cheek and he smiled openly happy for the first time in a long while. He continued to limp toward Viridian City.
Shortly after they left, Misty arrived and found what was left of her bike.
"Gary," she whispered in malice.
Elsewhere a being considered these events. (He's a lot more aggressive and forceful than the other one. But he seems to be just as fragile. I wonder how he handles his new destiny?)
Next Vision:
Team Rocket appears. But it's not the same Team Rocket as before. As the chosen is a different the darkness he must face also has changed.
Can light conquer this darkness? We'll see as the vision fades to a new concept…