I wasn't allowed to set off on my pokémon journey until it was almost my
13th birthday. Jasmine and Will gave me 3 million yen early birthday money
to spend on my journey, and a Voltorb. I called it Kienyi. It's a type of
stone. They also gave me six pokéballs. They were half gold, and half
silver. I thanked them, and climbed into the Limo that would take me to
Pewter City. I hoped no one would recognise me. I didn't think I'd really
get noticed, though. It's not like my parents are in lots of magazines or
anything, except for advertisements. Which were everywhere. But I was
really too old to be recognisable any more. I'd only be getting stares from
people who've never seen purple eyes before. Which is quite a lot. I looked
at my golden watch I'd got for my tenth birthday. It tells the time, date,
temperature, and humidity. It's a pretty cool watch, I guess. It was about
9:00 at night. Time to get to bed. I could challenge Brock and get the
Boulderbadge tomorrow. I checked into the centre, got my room, and left my
pokémon with the nurse for healing.
I woke up at 6:00 sharp, and found myself waiting for Stacy to deliver me the paper and a cup of Ocra tea. It took me a few minutes to remember that I wasn't at home. I got out of my pyjamas and into my designer clothing - I didn't wear anything else. Not because I was stuck up or anything. More because there wasn't any need to wear out-of-date stuff; my parents had plenty of money, and so did I. I went into the pokémon centre, and ordered some pancakes and Ocra tea - I was surprised the pokémon centre sold the sweet-smelling, nice-tasting tea. After eating, I went straight into the big gym. There was Brock standing at one end of a huge arena, and a younger guy standing at the entrance.
"You've got no chance of beating me, let alone Brock!" He said. I ignored him, and walked up to the other end of Brock's arena.
"Brock! I'm challenging you!" I yelled. His assistant was about to say something, but Brock shook his head.
"You're the Yetinca kid? I heard you were going to challenge the leaders. But you'll never beat me! Onix! Go!"
A rock pokémon. I'd been told often enough that plant or water types have the advantage. "Vaana! This one's easy!" I called, releasing my Slowpoke.
"Sllooooowwwwww.." "Vaana! Hydro Pump!" I yelled. Vaana shot the Onix with water, and it fainted.
"Good job!" I said, proud of my pokémon - the breeder my parents bought him from must've done what he was paid for. When Brock released his Geodude, Vaana didn't need telling. She just shot water at it, and fainted it. I guess it was an easy win, what with such a well-trained and bred pokémon, but it was my first.
"Vaana, return." I said, as my Slowpoke disappeared in my expensive pokéball.
"You have a strong Slowpoke there. You must have done a lot of work on training."
It wasn't my work, but I felt proud of it anyway. "Thankyou, sir." I said, looking at the shiny badge in my hand. I left the gym, eager to beat Misty, the leader of Cerulean Gym. She had water pokémon. Kienyi would be able to take 'em. Easy.
I woke up at 6:00 sharp, and found myself waiting for Stacy to deliver me the paper and a cup of Ocra tea. It took me a few minutes to remember that I wasn't at home. I got out of my pyjamas and into my designer clothing - I didn't wear anything else. Not because I was stuck up or anything. More because there wasn't any need to wear out-of-date stuff; my parents had plenty of money, and so did I. I went into the pokémon centre, and ordered some pancakes and Ocra tea - I was surprised the pokémon centre sold the sweet-smelling, nice-tasting tea. After eating, I went straight into the big gym. There was Brock standing at one end of a huge arena, and a younger guy standing at the entrance.
"You've got no chance of beating me, let alone Brock!" He said. I ignored him, and walked up to the other end of Brock's arena.
"Brock! I'm challenging you!" I yelled. His assistant was about to say something, but Brock shook his head.
"You're the Yetinca kid? I heard you were going to challenge the leaders. But you'll never beat me! Onix! Go!"
A rock pokémon. I'd been told often enough that plant or water types have the advantage. "Vaana! This one's easy!" I called, releasing my Slowpoke.
"Sllooooowwwwww.." "Vaana! Hydro Pump!" I yelled. Vaana shot the Onix with water, and it fainted.
"Good job!" I said, proud of my pokémon - the breeder my parents bought him from must've done what he was paid for. When Brock released his Geodude, Vaana didn't need telling. She just shot water at it, and fainted it. I guess it was an easy win, what with such a well-trained and bred pokémon, but it was my first.
"Vaana, return." I said, as my Slowpoke disappeared in my expensive pokéball.
"You have a strong Slowpoke there. You must have done a lot of work on training."
It wasn't my work, but I felt proud of it anyway. "Thankyou, sir." I said, looking at the shiny badge in my hand. I left the gym, eager to beat Misty, the leader of Cerulean Gym. She had water pokémon. Kienyi would be able to take 'em. Easy.