Chapter 2: Obligatory Character Introduction
My name is Miru Reveka, I'm a 16 year old "New Trainer," in license title only. My Trainer ID number is 87467, registered out of my hometown of Geno, which is located 40 miles South East of Celadon City, 1 month ago to this day. My parents are Glen Reveka, age 43 and Svava Reveka, age 40. My current Pokemon are a Scyther and a Kadabra.
My height is 6'1, my hair is black, about 3 inches in length, my eyes are dull green and, oh yeah, I'm about 300 pounds.
Bet you didn't see that one coming, did you? Nobody ever does, and it seems to lead people to believe that my skills as a trainer are pathetic, and that I'm easy to beat. Then some even go so far as to tack on mocking and taunting.
I always get a certain pleasure out of seeing the looks on their faces when they see the cold gleam form in my eyes. I don't know why it happens, but mother tells me that my father has the same look when he battled. From that point on, if they don't know I mean business, the fact that I'm beating them down so easily wakes them up to the truth.
I've had first hand experience with Pokemon since age 6, and even before then my father, who was a trainer himself, taught me about Pokemon. He even gave me a Poke Ball, which, using the old standard, was considered "Ultra," the best one could purchase. My very first Pokemon, Scyther, was captured by this ball, but it wasn't really myself who captured him.. he captured himself.
You see, when I was 6, my father found Scyther, who was no more than a year old, really a freshly hatched Pokemon. He was injured pretty badly, most likely from a territory dispute between an older Scyther, so my father brought it back to our home, hoping to nurse the poor fellow back to health.
From the moment we met, we were bonded in friendship. I can't explain why, but I could tell that I was DESTINED to train Scyther, and that we were meant to be friends. I'm pretty sure Scyther felt it too, because when he was strong enough to walk, he followed me everywhere, and I gained a new playmate.
After a month or so, my father felt it was time to release Scyther into the wild, but he refused to go, and I was in agreement with Scyther. I don't know how, but Scyther knew that the only way he could truly stay with me was if he became my Pokemon, and so, in a last ditch effort, he charged through our house, to my room, found the ball and, as all empty balls do when it detects a wild Pokemon, it opened and captured him.
From that point on, and despite any doubts, I was a trainer in my fathers eyes. I was charged with taking care of Scyther, and I've done so for 10 years. I'd like to think that I've done a good job, training him to do more than just Bug type attacks. I've had him actually develop his Psychic abilities, developing the X Strike.
Yes, it's a lame name, but that's not important, damnit.
Basically it's a focused Psychic charge that develops in his claws and is then discharged, in the shape of an X, at a target. Think of it was either a radically modified Psybeam attack, or a Swift attack that's had it's shape changed and it's type changed to Psychic.
A week out, I was in the outskirts of Tau, a city right between Geno and Celadon, the home to my first Gym match. It was there that Kadabra joined me.. a story in itself that you may hear one day.
I challenged the leader, a fellow by the name of Mark. He had only 3 Pokemon, 1 more than myself, and I don't know how he got to be Gym leader, seeing as how I beat him with some ease. Though I must admit, that there were times when I was on the brink, because his Flareon scored some good hits on Scyther. But Kadabra proved to be a powerful member of my team, taking out two of two of his Pokemon when Scyther fall. I didn't think she truly had so much power.. it seems I'm special when it comes to the Pokemon that choose me. And for that, I got a badge with the most uncreative name, the Tau Badge.
Told you it was uncreative. Some peoples children..
For the past 3 weeks, I've been moving between traveling to Celadon and devoting entire days to training my Pokemon. I know I should be looking for more, but all that's ever around here seem to be Caterpie, Weedle, Rattata, Pidgey and Spearow, all of which I have no desire to capture. They're a dime a dozen.
But getting back to training, much like Scyther, I've been training Kadabra in things outside of Psychic skills, trying to make it able to take down Pokemon of different types, and trying to break down it's weaknesses. Surprisingly enough, she seems to know a number of physical attacks, most notably Jump Kick, a Fighting attack. I need not tell you how surprised I was when she told me about it.
Yes, told me. I've read about it before, but it's quite rare. It happens when a Psychic Pokemon is truly "in tune" with it's trainer, allowing for Telepathic communication. I don't know if that means she really likes me, or if, somehow, we have a similar brainwave pattern or what not, but it's a rather great honor for me. I mean, it's not every day that a Pokemon talks to me through my mind.
I know she had a trainer before me, and I suppose that person was going for the same thing I was by training her to do more than just Psychic attacks, but she doesn't tell me much of the time before we met... I suppose it's for the best. For now, anyway..
As you can tell from my early battle, I'm in a forest, namely the forest that extends from the south of Celadon to halfway to Tau. I must be about 5 miles from Celadon right now, and if all goes well, I should be there in a day or two, and hopefully it'll help me fulfill my purpose for this journey.
It's not about becoming some kind of "Pokemon Master" that some kids want, and it's not for fame and fortune. All I want is one thing:
A challenge to sharpen and further my skills.
My name is Miru Reveka, I'm a 16 year old "New Trainer," in license title only. My Trainer ID number is 87467, registered out of my hometown of Geno, which is located 40 miles South East of Celadon City, 1 month ago to this day. My parents are Glen Reveka, age 43 and Svava Reveka, age 40. My current Pokemon are a Scyther and a Kadabra.
My height is 6'1, my hair is black, about 3 inches in length, my eyes are dull green and, oh yeah, I'm about 300 pounds.
Bet you didn't see that one coming, did you? Nobody ever does, and it seems to lead people to believe that my skills as a trainer are pathetic, and that I'm easy to beat. Then some even go so far as to tack on mocking and taunting.
I always get a certain pleasure out of seeing the looks on their faces when they see the cold gleam form in my eyes. I don't know why it happens, but mother tells me that my father has the same look when he battled. From that point on, if they don't know I mean business, the fact that I'm beating them down so easily wakes them up to the truth.
I've had first hand experience with Pokemon since age 6, and even before then my father, who was a trainer himself, taught me about Pokemon. He even gave me a Poke Ball, which, using the old standard, was considered "Ultra," the best one could purchase. My very first Pokemon, Scyther, was captured by this ball, but it wasn't really myself who captured him.. he captured himself.
You see, when I was 6, my father found Scyther, who was no more than a year old, really a freshly hatched Pokemon. He was injured pretty badly, most likely from a territory dispute between an older Scyther, so my father brought it back to our home, hoping to nurse the poor fellow back to health.
From the moment we met, we were bonded in friendship. I can't explain why, but I could tell that I was DESTINED to train Scyther, and that we were meant to be friends. I'm pretty sure Scyther felt it too, because when he was strong enough to walk, he followed me everywhere, and I gained a new playmate.
After a month or so, my father felt it was time to release Scyther into the wild, but he refused to go, and I was in agreement with Scyther. I don't know how, but Scyther knew that the only way he could truly stay with me was if he became my Pokemon, and so, in a last ditch effort, he charged through our house, to my room, found the ball and, as all empty balls do when it detects a wild Pokemon, it opened and captured him.
From that point on, and despite any doubts, I was a trainer in my fathers eyes. I was charged with taking care of Scyther, and I've done so for 10 years. I'd like to think that I've done a good job, training him to do more than just Bug type attacks. I've had him actually develop his Psychic abilities, developing the X Strike.
Yes, it's a lame name, but that's not important, damnit.
Basically it's a focused Psychic charge that develops in his claws and is then discharged, in the shape of an X, at a target. Think of it was either a radically modified Psybeam attack, or a Swift attack that's had it's shape changed and it's type changed to Psychic.
A week out, I was in the outskirts of Tau, a city right between Geno and Celadon, the home to my first Gym match. It was there that Kadabra joined me.. a story in itself that you may hear one day.
I challenged the leader, a fellow by the name of Mark. He had only 3 Pokemon, 1 more than myself, and I don't know how he got to be Gym leader, seeing as how I beat him with some ease. Though I must admit, that there were times when I was on the brink, because his Flareon scored some good hits on Scyther. But Kadabra proved to be a powerful member of my team, taking out two of two of his Pokemon when Scyther fall. I didn't think she truly had so much power.. it seems I'm special when it comes to the Pokemon that choose me. And for that, I got a badge with the most uncreative name, the Tau Badge.
Told you it was uncreative. Some peoples children..
For the past 3 weeks, I've been moving between traveling to Celadon and devoting entire days to training my Pokemon. I know I should be looking for more, but all that's ever around here seem to be Caterpie, Weedle, Rattata, Pidgey and Spearow, all of which I have no desire to capture. They're a dime a dozen.
But getting back to training, much like Scyther, I've been training Kadabra in things outside of Psychic skills, trying to make it able to take down Pokemon of different types, and trying to break down it's weaknesses. Surprisingly enough, she seems to know a number of physical attacks, most notably Jump Kick, a Fighting attack. I need not tell you how surprised I was when she told me about it.
Yes, told me. I've read about it before, but it's quite rare. It happens when a Psychic Pokemon is truly "in tune" with it's trainer, allowing for Telepathic communication. I don't know if that means she really likes me, or if, somehow, we have a similar brainwave pattern or what not, but it's a rather great honor for me. I mean, it's not every day that a Pokemon talks to me through my mind.
I know she had a trainer before me, and I suppose that person was going for the same thing I was by training her to do more than just Psychic attacks, but she doesn't tell me much of the time before we met... I suppose it's for the best. For now, anyway..
As you can tell from my early battle, I'm in a forest, namely the forest that extends from the south of Celadon to halfway to Tau. I must be about 5 miles from Celadon right now, and if all goes well, I should be there in a day or two, and hopefully it'll help me fulfill my purpose for this journey.
It's not about becoming some kind of "Pokemon Master" that some kids want, and it's not for fame and fortune. All I want is one thing:
A challenge to sharpen and further my skills.