Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and never will own Poke'Mon, though if I
did, I WOULD make it better.. Either way, there are original characters as
well as some characters already in the Poke'Mon world in this story.
Chapter I- Reunion at Poke'Mon League!
~" Everyone! The Kanto Poke'Mon League Championship will commense in two days! Any Poke'Mon trainers that have proven themselves with the eight Kanto badges and would like to enter must enter through the main gate and register! Tickets are still on sale, so buy them to witness this great event! "~- The loudspeaker replayed this announcement, the fair tenor ringing through the outside of the great stadium. A young man of about age fifteen, six feet in height and about one-hundred and seventy pounds took a few steps and stopped, hands in his pockets, looking to the colossal stadium with his amber hued orbs, and also at many shops, restaraunts, and hotels that surrounded it, great lights and music filling the night air, silver amulet about his neck swaying slightly with his movement, black jacket fluttering a bit through the slicing wind.
" So, I'm finally here.. In a few short days, I will truly know my strength among the trainers of Kanto.. I wonder where Sataku and Kokoro are.. " A sudden thought occured to the young man.
" They.. may not have even gotten their eight badges yet.. I thought they would have, but.. There's two days left, so I'm sure that they'll show up, even if they aren't elligable to enter.. Hm.. " His musings were cut off with a sudden ' Maikeru! ' ringing out above all the noise. Turning around, the young man looked in the direction he had heard his name. Maikeru immediately recognized his friends among the crowd.
The first, Sataku, was a fairly tall and husky boy that was slightly younger than Maikeru, who wore a black hoody labeled ' The Poke'Mon League ', Camouflague green and gray cargo pants, and a black hood on his head adorned with a ' Poke'Ball ' symbol. The other, Kokoro, was only about five feet and five inches, and maybe only one-hundred and twenty to one- hundred and thirty pounds. Kokoro wore a red t-shirt that, on the front, showed ' Kanto League ' ,and was completed on the back with a simple-styled black Poke'Ball. Dark blue baggy jeans and his dark green back-pack completed Maikeru's attire apart from his black sleeveless shirt and very darkblue jacket. Kokoro and Sataku looked to Maikeru, similar grins on each one's face as they looked to him with eyes of green and eyes of blue.
" Well, look who we have here? I didn't think you'd be good enough to make it here, Maik, " Sataku would state, giving out a chuckle as he gave Maikeru a hearty slap on the back. Maikeru winced slightly from the blow, as Sataku could have not have hit him quite as hard on his spine.. The other friend spoke up:
" I knew you'd be here, Maikeru. Especially if we both made it.. Unless, of course, you died on the ship wreck.. " This last statement of Kokoro's was said rather sadly, until Maikeru broke in, a friendly smile on his face.
" Let's go to a cafe and catch up, ne? It's been about.. six months? Here, follow me.. " And Maikeru led his two friends to a building only about a block or so away, expertly weaving his way through the crowds of people and a few occasional Poke'mon, and into the cafe.
After they all made their orders, they recited their journeys. Six months earlier, after leaving Celadon city ( all four owning four of the eight Kanto badges at the time ), they received tickets for a cruise to a special island where they could train their Poke'Mon for a week or two. Unfortunatly, the cruise was caught in an unanticipated storm and all three trainers were seperated.. Maikeru landed on a small island near Sea Foam Islands, Sataku close to Lavender Town, and Kokoro almost right bacl at Vermillion City, the city of departure. They went their seperate ways and had adventures of their own, which will be told in full at a later date..
" Well, it appears we've all had quite the adventures.. I don't think we should tell eachother of the six Poke'mon we'll use in the tournament.. Best we wait to learn on them in battle. Agreed? " Maikeru smiled after making this statements as both of his friends nodded in agreement.
Finishing their beverages, the three paid the cashier and exited the cafe to search around for a cheap hotel room that they could afford, until a man dressed in black aprroached them, an official looking document in his hand.
" What is this all about? " Sataku asked, and the man smiled and bid them follow him. The group proceeded after the man into the largest and most expensive hotel that the Poke'Mon League Stadium area had to offer..
" Look, we can't afford this.. " Maikeru began, until the man interrupted with a smile, saying:
" You all have a reservation in our finest suite. Master Crimson had them reserved for you long ago. " The three looked at him dumbfounded, until Kokoro spoke up.
" Wow, he must really be rich.. "
" Sure is generous.. " Sataku chimed in.
" I'm pretty surpised he remembers us, we met him a while ago.. We helped him with an ordeal, and said that he'd meet us sometime at the League Championship.. Guess he must be renowned... Wait, Master Crimson..? I bought a book on the Elite Four that should help us, maybe-" The man interrupted, a slight smirk on his face as he bowed to them.
" Yes! I'm surprised you didn't already know! As of last year, Crimson has been made Leader of the Elite Four, trained by Master Lance! " The man, after having given them their room keys and numbers, bid them adieu.
" I..can't believe this.. The great master who taught Crimson was none other than Lance..? " stuttered Kokoro, as Maikeru swiftly flipped through the Elite Four book.
" I can't believe all three of us never heard of the new Leader. I heard Lance gave up his position, but I never gave much of a thought about who would be nex- " Sataku said before being interrupted by a loud
" Ah-ha! It is true! It shows him right here! " Maikeru exclaimed enthusiastically, pointing to a picture of a tall black man wearing a complicated leather jacket covered with various chains and metal buckles, completed with a red cloak the colour of blood. The man's eyes were a strange colour of the purest blue, and sent a strange shiver down the spine of anyone looking into them for the first time..
" Well.. " Kokoro muttered, scratching the back of his head slightly nervously.. " At least we won't face him before the finals.. "
Chapter I- Reunion at Poke'Mon League!
~" Everyone! The Kanto Poke'Mon League Championship will commense in two days! Any Poke'Mon trainers that have proven themselves with the eight Kanto badges and would like to enter must enter through the main gate and register! Tickets are still on sale, so buy them to witness this great event! "~- The loudspeaker replayed this announcement, the fair tenor ringing through the outside of the great stadium. A young man of about age fifteen, six feet in height and about one-hundred and seventy pounds took a few steps and stopped, hands in his pockets, looking to the colossal stadium with his amber hued orbs, and also at many shops, restaraunts, and hotels that surrounded it, great lights and music filling the night air, silver amulet about his neck swaying slightly with his movement, black jacket fluttering a bit through the slicing wind.
" So, I'm finally here.. In a few short days, I will truly know my strength among the trainers of Kanto.. I wonder where Sataku and Kokoro are.. " A sudden thought occured to the young man.
" They.. may not have even gotten their eight badges yet.. I thought they would have, but.. There's two days left, so I'm sure that they'll show up, even if they aren't elligable to enter.. Hm.. " His musings were cut off with a sudden ' Maikeru! ' ringing out above all the noise. Turning around, the young man looked in the direction he had heard his name. Maikeru immediately recognized his friends among the crowd.
The first, Sataku, was a fairly tall and husky boy that was slightly younger than Maikeru, who wore a black hoody labeled ' The Poke'Mon League ', Camouflague green and gray cargo pants, and a black hood on his head adorned with a ' Poke'Ball ' symbol. The other, Kokoro, was only about five feet and five inches, and maybe only one-hundred and twenty to one- hundred and thirty pounds. Kokoro wore a red t-shirt that, on the front, showed ' Kanto League ' ,and was completed on the back with a simple-styled black Poke'Ball. Dark blue baggy jeans and his dark green back-pack completed Maikeru's attire apart from his black sleeveless shirt and very darkblue jacket. Kokoro and Sataku looked to Maikeru, similar grins on each one's face as they looked to him with eyes of green and eyes of blue.
" Well, look who we have here? I didn't think you'd be good enough to make it here, Maik, " Sataku would state, giving out a chuckle as he gave Maikeru a hearty slap on the back. Maikeru winced slightly from the blow, as Sataku could have not have hit him quite as hard on his spine.. The other friend spoke up:
" I knew you'd be here, Maikeru. Especially if we both made it.. Unless, of course, you died on the ship wreck.. " This last statement of Kokoro's was said rather sadly, until Maikeru broke in, a friendly smile on his face.
" Let's go to a cafe and catch up, ne? It's been about.. six months? Here, follow me.. " And Maikeru led his two friends to a building only about a block or so away, expertly weaving his way through the crowds of people and a few occasional Poke'mon, and into the cafe.
After they all made their orders, they recited their journeys. Six months earlier, after leaving Celadon city ( all four owning four of the eight Kanto badges at the time ), they received tickets for a cruise to a special island where they could train their Poke'Mon for a week or two. Unfortunatly, the cruise was caught in an unanticipated storm and all three trainers were seperated.. Maikeru landed on a small island near Sea Foam Islands, Sataku close to Lavender Town, and Kokoro almost right bacl at Vermillion City, the city of departure. They went their seperate ways and had adventures of their own, which will be told in full at a later date..
" Well, it appears we've all had quite the adventures.. I don't think we should tell eachother of the six Poke'mon we'll use in the tournament.. Best we wait to learn on them in battle. Agreed? " Maikeru smiled after making this statements as both of his friends nodded in agreement.
Finishing their beverages, the three paid the cashier and exited the cafe to search around for a cheap hotel room that they could afford, until a man dressed in black aprroached them, an official looking document in his hand.
" What is this all about? " Sataku asked, and the man smiled and bid them follow him. The group proceeded after the man into the largest and most expensive hotel that the Poke'Mon League Stadium area had to offer..
" Look, we can't afford this.. " Maikeru began, until the man interrupted with a smile, saying:
" You all have a reservation in our finest suite. Master Crimson had them reserved for you long ago. " The three looked at him dumbfounded, until Kokoro spoke up.
" Wow, he must really be rich.. "
" Sure is generous.. " Sataku chimed in.
" I'm pretty surpised he remembers us, we met him a while ago.. We helped him with an ordeal, and said that he'd meet us sometime at the League Championship.. Guess he must be renowned... Wait, Master Crimson..? I bought a book on the Elite Four that should help us, maybe-" The man interrupted, a slight smirk on his face as he bowed to them.
" Yes! I'm surprised you didn't already know! As of last year, Crimson has been made Leader of the Elite Four, trained by Master Lance! " The man, after having given them their room keys and numbers, bid them adieu.
" I..can't believe this.. The great master who taught Crimson was none other than Lance..? " stuttered Kokoro, as Maikeru swiftly flipped through the Elite Four book.
" I can't believe all three of us never heard of the new Leader. I heard Lance gave up his position, but I never gave much of a thought about who would be nex- " Sataku said before being interrupted by a loud
" Ah-ha! It is true! It shows him right here! " Maikeru exclaimed enthusiastically, pointing to a picture of a tall black man wearing a complicated leather jacket covered with various chains and metal buckles, completed with a red cloak the colour of blood. The man's eyes were a strange colour of the purest blue, and sent a strange shiver down the spine of anyone looking into them for the first time..
" Well.. " Kokoro muttered, scratching the back of his head slightly nervously.. " At least we won't face him before the finals.. "
