The Pokemon Adventure of Dante Merton
By: Chaotic-Swordsman-Brad
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon and blah, blah, blah. (If you've read through the rest of my chapters, you know the rest)
Author Note: OK, I thank all the reviewers, as always. To answer some questions, yes I am a freshman in high school. My classes are tough for multiple reasons. First of all, I go to a private catholic school, which is funny because I'm an atheist. Second of all, I'm in honors classes, actually let me explain. My World Civilization, Math, and Health are all honors courses. I lied about taking Physics (Math is my worst subject so I was a bit embarrassed) instead my math is Algebra 2. Now comes the tough stuff, I'm in advanced science so I take Chemistry instead of Biology, and I scored so high on my entrance exam, I'm in a senior literature class. That should answer some people's questions. The reason I'm writing again so soon is that my English teacher actually had a stroke. She's in the hospital, so we had a substitute, we watched movies in all my classes except for Math and Health, so I had no homework. Yay! She had a stroke, that is sooooo awesome, yanno, except for the whole 'having a stroke' thing. Oh well. At least we won't have to read the Oddessey for a while. Anyway, about the fic. If anyone was offended insulted or disgusted by my descriptions of the triplets, especially Cerulea. Well, that's just too bad. I rated this PG-13 for a reason. And the only reason I'm even mentioning this is because my proofreader (Best friend who reads all my stuff before I post it) told me it seemed a bit over the top. I frankly, don't care. So either stop reading or ignore it. There will probably be a lot more of it in this fic. I AM a teenager after all. Even if most of my friends say I'm a humanoid, emotionless, machine, with no life. They only say that because they're jealous I get the best grades. I'm actually the only person in my class that turned in all of the assignments on Shakespeare plays. The other person who did it got suspended for three weeks because all his papers were gotten off the Internet. Okay now I'm rambling. Sorry. Oh yeah, if you have any ideas for original Pokemon, or evolutions. Please tell me in a review, or email me at AnimeBrad6789@hotmail.com. Please include Physical Description, Moves, Type (you can have an original type, I'm already gonna have Soul, Weapon, and Arcane .), any evolutions it might have, and Pokedex entry (pokedex entry not required, but u will have to give some info on it). The same thing goes for any evolutions for Absol. I think I'm gonna have four or five. And, sorry Dragon Shadow1, yours will not be used. For one reason, Absol is a CAT, not a dog, so your wolf idea doesn't fit. But I think I'll use it for an original Pokemon, only if that's OK with you. So please tell me if you review again. And if you want an original trainer for Dante or the Triplets to battle, it must include Physical Description, Pokemon, the Pokemons' move, and some info on the trainer. That's IT! Nothing else. No saying whether they should win or lose, or where they will battle, NOTHING else. OK that's all. On to the fic!
From this point on * blah blah blah * will indicate Mindspeech instead of ' blah blah blah '
And ~Blah, blah, blah~ Indicates inner monologue. -------------------- Chapter 7
Dante still hadn't recovered by the time the Triplets stopped arguing. They were three beautiful women, or at least three beautiful girls that were his age. And THEY were going to be constant travel companions with HIM. ~Stuff like this doesn't happen to people like me. This kind of stuff only happens in movies and T.V.~ Dante thought.
*And Fanfiction apparently.* Absol spoke.
The voice of his partner inside his head finally snapped him out of his daze. He immediately shouted out the first words that were in his head. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
That got their attention, but not in the exact way he wanted. Instead of answering his question, they just stared at him like he was a psycho. "Sorry, I'm just sorta confused and, and, what the fuck is going on?"
"Oh, sorry, well to explain we should probably go to a flashback." Jade said.
"Uh, OK." Dante said.
-------------------- {Professor Palm's Lab}
{"Uh, hi. Are you Prof. Palm?" Cerulea said to the fat, middle-aged man in a lab coat who was playing Tetris on his computer. He had drool all over him due to the fact that he was so captivated by the game that he paid no attention to anything around him. She had to resort to one of her pouty sighs that had the strange affect of getting all men's attention.
"What th-!" He said.
"Are you Prof. Palm?" Cerulea asked, a bit more forcefully.
"Uh, um, yeah." He said. Now that he wasn't playing Tetris, he was staring at Scarlet and Cerulea, gaping and not blinking.
Jade decided to take over from there. "We're here to become your PokeMasters'."
"PokeMasteress." Scarlet corrected.
"Masteress isn't a word you airhead."
"She's right." Cerulea said.
"Anyway, that's our request." Jade finished.
"Um, OK."
"Really?" Jade was having trouble believing that it was going to be that easy. Even with her sisters help. "Is there anything I have to sign or do?"
"Not really, although I don't know if you can all be PokeMasters. There's never been more than two of them per region and there's never been a female PokeMaster. To make things worse, I already sent someone else on their journey. So only one of you may become one."
"Oh." Jade said lamely. This was not something she had anticipated.
"Another trainer? Was it a boy or girl?" Cerulea asked, her favorite subject coming into play.
"Boy, about your age, kinda tall, seemed dark. Not black, but dark as in shadowy. I guess some might consider him handsome."
"Tall, dark and handsome?" Cerulea asked, her eyes turning into big red hearts.
"Why God? Why did you curse me with a vapid moron and boy crazy fangirl for sisters?" Jade said under her breath. Then out loud. "OK! That's all we need to know about the other one. I also have a solution to only two Pokemasters thing."
"Really? What?" Palm asked.
"Well, you're only a PokeMaster if you win the Pokemon league tournament. And the Raienn League can have two winners. So, after I win, my sisters and the other guy will have a chance for second."
"Uh, ok." He said, while Scarlet and Cerulea sweat-dropped. "You'll need a starter Pokemon." He opened a drawer and pulled out nine Pokeballs. "I assume you know what they are."
"Yeah, Raienn has no official starters so those are the starters from the three other regions. That reminds me of something I wanted to ask you. Instead of just one, can we have three each?"
"Uh nnnnnnn" he started to say, hesitating slightly, Jade used that to her advantage and tapped Cerulea with her foot. She got the cue and pouted again, which completely threw off his concentration, "nnnnnoof course! Why not."
"Your so kind." Scarlet said. Causing small hearts to appear in Palms eyes.
"Take three Pokemon each. Choose carefully."
And when they finally left, after huge arguments on which Pokemon they get, and countless attempts by Palm to get them to stay. They were on the way to Orange Burg to meet and hopefully travel with their fellow future PokeMaster. The only thing they knew other than the Palms inept description was his name. Dante.}
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"Wow, that was not what I expected from you, and exactly what I expected from him." Dante said. ~So, Cerulea likes me huh? Guess it's just due to my natural attractiveness.~
*Or the amazingly unspecific description given by Prof. Palm. It let her picture you as almost anything she wanted. Or have you not noticed how disappointed she looks?* Absol spoke snidely.
*Shut up you stupid cat.* He spoke. "So uh, what kind of Pokemon do you have?"
*Smooth move. Don Juan.*
*It was the only thing I could think of.*
"Well, ok." Jade said. ~Is this guy that socially inept? Maybe I'm not the only one.~ she released her three Pokemon. Soon followed by Scarlet and Cerulea.
Cyndaquil, Treecko, and Squirtle emerged from Jade's Pokeballs. Scarlet sent out Mudkip, Chikorita, and Charmander. So that left Cerulea with Torchic, Bulbasaur, and Totodile.
"Cool." Was all he could manage to say. He was practically leaking envy. ~Why do they get such cool Pokemon, and all I get is Absol?~
*Well gee thanks, that kind of appreciation just makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over.* Absol spoke spitefully.
*Yanno, you could just not listen in on my thoughts and wait till I actually mindspeak to say something.*
"So, you like them? Right?" Scarlet asked.
"Yeah, a lot actually. There so much better than mine." He added lamely.
"What are your Pokemon like?"
"Just ok." Dante replied, adding quickly before Absol started rambling, "Except for my partner Absol here." Absol took a pose. Practically beaming with pride and oozing with arrogance. He released Farfetch'd and Horsea.
-------------------- Same hiding place as before.
Abbey was seething in fury. She hated the sluts with every inch of her being, she couldn't help herself from crushing a young Caterpie to death. She had to save her love from them. He had to love her and her only. They had to be stopped. And punished severly. No matter what, she would see that it happened. As time passed and they didn't move. Abbey started to plot her revenge.
-------------------- Still at the crossroad.
They had put away their Pokemon, except for Absol, Treecko, Totodile, and Charmander. They had a fire set up. And Jade and Dante were roasting marshmallows.
*Why do they get such good Pokemon? Palm wouldn't let me have more than one starter. I had to choose between you or one of those Pokemon the girls have.* Dante spoke.
*Well, aren't you glad you chose me. You have an eye for quality I must say. You didn't need one of those weak little starters. You've got the strongest in the world, right here. ME!* Absol replied in that annoyingly arrogant way of his.
*Must you be so arrogant? I mean, you got beat by a Nincada, of all Pokemon.* (Author note: Sorry to all Nincada fans out there. If there's such thing as a Nincada fan.)
*Hey that was a draw, and its not my fault if my body has a natural weakness to the scum of the Earth. I wish Pidgeys and Taillows and all bird Pokemon would unite to rid the world of bugs.*
*Whatever.*
They continued arguing for a while afterwards. It was midnight before the voices inside his head shut up and he finally got to sleep.
-------------------- Author Note
Man, this chapter sucked. I just couldn't get it written down the way I wanted. Blah, blah, blah. Yakkity, Yak-Yak. Blah. My brain hurts. I've got the flu. So I had to end the chapter abruptly. Blah, yak, blah blah. Btw, this was written on 12-4-03. My internet connection has been screwed up for a while so I wasn't able to update.
By: Chaotic-Swordsman-Brad
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon and blah, blah, blah. (If you've read through the rest of my chapters, you know the rest)
Author Note: OK, I thank all the reviewers, as always. To answer some questions, yes I am a freshman in high school. My classes are tough for multiple reasons. First of all, I go to a private catholic school, which is funny because I'm an atheist. Second of all, I'm in honors classes, actually let me explain. My World Civilization, Math, and Health are all honors courses. I lied about taking Physics (Math is my worst subject so I was a bit embarrassed) instead my math is Algebra 2. Now comes the tough stuff, I'm in advanced science so I take Chemistry instead of Biology, and I scored so high on my entrance exam, I'm in a senior literature class. That should answer some people's questions. The reason I'm writing again so soon is that my English teacher actually had a stroke. She's in the hospital, so we had a substitute, we watched movies in all my classes except for Math and Health, so I had no homework. Yay! She had a stroke, that is sooooo awesome, yanno, except for the whole 'having a stroke' thing. Oh well. At least we won't have to read the Oddessey for a while. Anyway, about the fic. If anyone was offended insulted or disgusted by my descriptions of the triplets, especially Cerulea. Well, that's just too bad. I rated this PG-13 for a reason. And the only reason I'm even mentioning this is because my proofreader (Best friend who reads all my stuff before I post it) told me it seemed a bit over the top. I frankly, don't care. So either stop reading or ignore it. There will probably be a lot more of it in this fic. I AM a teenager after all. Even if most of my friends say I'm a humanoid, emotionless, machine, with no life. They only say that because they're jealous I get the best grades. I'm actually the only person in my class that turned in all of the assignments on Shakespeare plays. The other person who did it got suspended for three weeks because all his papers were gotten off the Internet. Okay now I'm rambling. Sorry. Oh yeah, if you have any ideas for original Pokemon, or evolutions. Please tell me in a review, or email me at AnimeBrad6789@hotmail.com. Please include Physical Description, Moves, Type (you can have an original type, I'm already gonna have Soul, Weapon, and Arcane .), any evolutions it might have, and Pokedex entry (pokedex entry not required, but u will have to give some info on it). The same thing goes for any evolutions for Absol. I think I'm gonna have four or five. And, sorry Dragon Shadow1, yours will not be used. For one reason, Absol is a CAT, not a dog, so your wolf idea doesn't fit. But I think I'll use it for an original Pokemon, only if that's OK with you. So please tell me if you review again. And if you want an original trainer for Dante or the Triplets to battle, it must include Physical Description, Pokemon, the Pokemons' move, and some info on the trainer. That's IT! Nothing else. No saying whether they should win or lose, or where they will battle, NOTHING else. OK that's all. On to the fic!
From this point on * blah blah blah * will indicate Mindspeech instead of ' blah blah blah '
And ~Blah, blah, blah~ Indicates inner monologue. -------------------- Chapter 7
Dante still hadn't recovered by the time the Triplets stopped arguing. They were three beautiful women, or at least three beautiful girls that were his age. And THEY were going to be constant travel companions with HIM. ~Stuff like this doesn't happen to people like me. This kind of stuff only happens in movies and T.V.~ Dante thought.
*And Fanfiction apparently.* Absol spoke.
The voice of his partner inside his head finally snapped him out of his daze. He immediately shouted out the first words that were in his head. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
That got their attention, but not in the exact way he wanted. Instead of answering his question, they just stared at him like he was a psycho. "Sorry, I'm just sorta confused and, and, what the fuck is going on?"
"Oh, sorry, well to explain we should probably go to a flashback." Jade said.
"Uh, OK." Dante said.
-------------------- {Professor Palm's Lab}
{"Uh, hi. Are you Prof. Palm?" Cerulea said to the fat, middle-aged man in a lab coat who was playing Tetris on his computer. He had drool all over him due to the fact that he was so captivated by the game that he paid no attention to anything around him. She had to resort to one of her pouty sighs that had the strange affect of getting all men's attention.
"What th-!" He said.
"Are you Prof. Palm?" Cerulea asked, a bit more forcefully.
"Uh, um, yeah." He said. Now that he wasn't playing Tetris, he was staring at Scarlet and Cerulea, gaping and not blinking.
Jade decided to take over from there. "We're here to become your PokeMasters'."
"PokeMasteress." Scarlet corrected.
"Masteress isn't a word you airhead."
"She's right." Cerulea said.
"Anyway, that's our request." Jade finished.
"Um, OK."
"Really?" Jade was having trouble believing that it was going to be that easy. Even with her sisters help. "Is there anything I have to sign or do?"
"Not really, although I don't know if you can all be PokeMasters. There's never been more than two of them per region and there's never been a female PokeMaster. To make things worse, I already sent someone else on their journey. So only one of you may become one."
"Oh." Jade said lamely. This was not something she had anticipated.
"Another trainer? Was it a boy or girl?" Cerulea asked, her favorite subject coming into play.
"Boy, about your age, kinda tall, seemed dark. Not black, but dark as in shadowy. I guess some might consider him handsome."
"Tall, dark and handsome?" Cerulea asked, her eyes turning into big red hearts.
"Why God? Why did you curse me with a vapid moron and boy crazy fangirl for sisters?" Jade said under her breath. Then out loud. "OK! That's all we need to know about the other one. I also have a solution to only two Pokemasters thing."
"Really? What?" Palm asked.
"Well, you're only a PokeMaster if you win the Pokemon league tournament. And the Raienn League can have two winners. So, after I win, my sisters and the other guy will have a chance for second."
"Uh, ok." He said, while Scarlet and Cerulea sweat-dropped. "You'll need a starter Pokemon." He opened a drawer and pulled out nine Pokeballs. "I assume you know what they are."
"Yeah, Raienn has no official starters so those are the starters from the three other regions. That reminds me of something I wanted to ask you. Instead of just one, can we have three each?"
"Uh nnnnnnn" he started to say, hesitating slightly, Jade used that to her advantage and tapped Cerulea with her foot. She got the cue and pouted again, which completely threw off his concentration, "nnnnnoof course! Why not."
"Your so kind." Scarlet said. Causing small hearts to appear in Palms eyes.
"Take three Pokemon each. Choose carefully."
And when they finally left, after huge arguments on which Pokemon they get, and countless attempts by Palm to get them to stay. They were on the way to Orange Burg to meet and hopefully travel with their fellow future PokeMaster. The only thing they knew other than the Palms inept description was his name. Dante.}
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"Wow, that was not what I expected from you, and exactly what I expected from him." Dante said. ~So, Cerulea likes me huh? Guess it's just due to my natural attractiveness.~
*Or the amazingly unspecific description given by Prof. Palm. It let her picture you as almost anything she wanted. Or have you not noticed how disappointed she looks?* Absol spoke snidely.
*Shut up you stupid cat.* He spoke. "So uh, what kind of Pokemon do you have?"
*Smooth move. Don Juan.*
*It was the only thing I could think of.*
"Well, ok." Jade said. ~Is this guy that socially inept? Maybe I'm not the only one.~ she released her three Pokemon. Soon followed by Scarlet and Cerulea.
Cyndaquil, Treecko, and Squirtle emerged from Jade's Pokeballs. Scarlet sent out Mudkip, Chikorita, and Charmander. So that left Cerulea with Torchic, Bulbasaur, and Totodile.
"Cool." Was all he could manage to say. He was practically leaking envy. ~Why do they get such cool Pokemon, and all I get is Absol?~
*Well gee thanks, that kind of appreciation just makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over.* Absol spoke spitefully.
*Yanno, you could just not listen in on my thoughts and wait till I actually mindspeak to say something.*
"So, you like them? Right?" Scarlet asked.
"Yeah, a lot actually. There so much better than mine." He added lamely.
"What are your Pokemon like?"
"Just ok." Dante replied, adding quickly before Absol started rambling, "Except for my partner Absol here." Absol took a pose. Practically beaming with pride and oozing with arrogance. He released Farfetch'd and Horsea.
-------------------- Same hiding place as before.
Abbey was seething in fury. She hated the sluts with every inch of her being, she couldn't help herself from crushing a young Caterpie to death. She had to save her love from them. He had to love her and her only. They had to be stopped. And punished severly. No matter what, she would see that it happened. As time passed and they didn't move. Abbey started to plot her revenge.
-------------------- Still at the crossroad.
They had put away their Pokemon, except for Absol, Treecko, Totodile, and Charmander. They had a fire set up. And Jade and Dante were roasting marshmallows.
*Why do they get such good Pokemon? Palm wouldn't let me have more than one starter. I had to choose between you or one of those Pokemon the girls have.* Dante spoke.
*Well, aren't you glad you chose me. You have an eye for quality I must say. You didn't need one of those weak little starters. You've got the strongest in the world, right here. ME!* Absol replied in that annoyingly arrogant way of his.
*Must you be so arrogant? I mean, you got beat by a Nincada, of all Pokemon.* (Author note: Sorry to all Nincada fans out there. If there's such thing as a Nincada fan.)
*Hey that was a draw, and its not my fault if my body has a natural weakness to the scum of the Earth. I wish Pidgeys and Taillows and all bird Pokemon would unite to rid the world of bugs.*
*Whatever.*
They continued arguing for a while afterwards. It was midnight before the voices inside his head shut up and he finally got to sleep.
-------------------- Author Note
Man, this chapter sucked. I just couldn't get it written down the way I wanted. Blah, blah, blah. Yakkity, Yak-Yak. Blah. My brain hurts. I've got the flu. So I had to end the chapter abruptly. Blah, yak, blah blah. Btw, this was written on 12-4-03. My internet connection has been screwed up for a while so I wasn't able to update.