Pre-chapter Conversation

Izzy and I were sitting in the studio. Basically, it was made up of a stage that had a desk at one end of it. There were a couple of chairs and a sofa by the desk, as well as one behind it. The wall behind the desk was a movie screen. We were the only ones in the studio.

"Ya know, I just realized something." I said as I leaned against my desk's chair. "That intro was the longest one I've ever written."

"Yeah. In fact, it was longer than this chapter." Izzy replied.

"Heh." I shrugged.

"I still can't get over you making Sam of all people the hero."

"Deal with it." I said before turning to the camera. "Anyway, this chapter will deal with our protagonist going through a normal day. Please excuse the short length of the chapter. I really had no idea how to do a certain section. The chapters will get longer though (though not by much for a little while)."

"Despite the fact you're crazy, it's nice to know I get to put my feet up for once." Izzy said as he laid on the sofa.

"Oh by the way," I said as I pulled a white envelope out of my pocket. "I need you to use the card in this envelope for something."

"What do ya need me to do with it?" Izzy asked as he sat up.

"Just toss it in Sam's window, alright? But before that, you need to recite that spell I taught ya. The rest will take care of itself."

"Hmph. Fine." Izzy grunted. He grabbed the envelope and left.

"Enjoy the chapter, folks!" I said, waving at the camera.

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Rocketmon Ch. 1: Prelude to Chaos

Consider Sam Dullard for a few minutes. Small, horrible on a skateboard, roller blades, surfboard, snow—

"HEY!"

Oops, lost myself. Anyway, Sam's a pretty average eleven year-old. He managed to skip one whole grade and is in the eighth grade. Ok. Maybe he's not that average. Never mind. Our adventure of comedy begins in sunny Ocean Shores, California. Sam is heading towards the pier in his blades that he stinks on.

"Enough!"

Sorry, sorry. Anyway, he's going towards the pier to his favorite hangout, the Shore Shack.

"Hey guys!" Sam said cheerfully as he skated inside. We see the rest of the Local Extreme Sports Enthusiast Group (or L.EX.S.E.G.) sitting at the counter. The group, as we all know, consists of Reggie, the queen of Volleyball.

"Call me Regina and ya die."

o.O Twister, the cameraman of the group.

"Just film it. ;-)"

Otto, the leader of the group.

"The king of extreme sports!"

¬.¬ Yea sure. Moving on. And Sam, the Squid.

"Hey! There's more to me than that!"

(Me: Hmmmm… ::Checks script:: Nope. Not finding anything.)

"-.- So what's on the agenda for today?" Sam asked as he sat at the remaining seat.

"We're gonna skate at Mad Town for a bit, then go surfing, and then practice for the next hockey game." Reggie replied.

"Yeah. We're so gonna beat Lars and his loser friends!" Otto exclaimed.

"Oh you think so, you bunch of little kiddies!?" A crude voice yelled. The L.EX.S.E.G. turned to see their rival group, the Lasers, skating by. The voice that launched the insult belonged to none other than Lars Rodriguez, the loud mouth leader of the group, master of disses, and a major pain in the a—

"Yeah we think so!" Otto yelled back. "We've beaten you hundreds of times before."

"You just got lucky." Lars said. "We'll beat ya this time, just like we're supposed to."

"Says who?" Twister asked.

"My fist says so." Lars growled, skating up to Twister and shaking a fist at him. He quickly jumped behind Reggie for protection.

"Beat it, Lars." Reggie said.

"Hmph. Whatever. Later. MUCH!" Lars laughed as he left.

"Come on guys. Let's go skate." Otto said as he hopped off the stool. The rest of the group followed.

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After a day of wiping out and hanging out with their friends, the L.EX.S.E.G. separated and went to their respective houses on the little cul-de-sac. Unknown to Sam and everybody else in the coastal city, a strange occurrence will turn all that they knew upside down.

A column of light shone in the middle of the cul-de-sac. Strangely, no one took notice. A cloaked figure floated down and landed on the street. The light faded, bathing the figure in the safety of the shadows. The figure pulled back the hood of the cloak to reveal a boy, about twelve, with black hair. His skin was tanned and he stood at about five feet. He was also wearing a blue bucket hat.

"Ok now. The boss said that I have to put this card in Sam's room." The boy said, pulling a white envelope out of his pocket. "Hmmm... But which house is Sam's?" The boy looked at each house.

"The Rockets." He pointed at the house on the far right.

"The Stimpletons." He pointed at the house to the left of the Rocket household.

"Twister's house." He pointed at the next one.

"Duh. Sam's is the one on the far left." The boy slapped his head. He walked over to Sam's bedroom window. The window was slightly cracked. There was no sign of the room's blond inhabitant. The boy gave a devilish smirk.

"This'll be too easy. Now to see the card that I have to use." The kid opened the envelope and pulled out a small card. The boy gasped as he looked at the card's picture.

"This card? Ohhh... That's the link the boss was talking about. He's too slick for his own good sometimes. That or he's completely nuts. Either way, now I have to recite the spell." The boy looked around his surroundings before holding the card above his head.

"By the powers of Chaos (not the water monster), I command that this card warp this dimension! Combine it with the one represented on the card and allow discourse and randomness to erupt!" The card glowed brightly. The glowing subsided after a few seconds.

"There. It's done." The child put the card between his pointing and middle fingers. He flicked the card through the window's opening and ran off into the night.

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"Good night, Mom." Sam said as he entered his room. It was then that he noticed the card the mysterious being threw in earlier. It was on the floor.

"What's this?" He picked up the card and looked at it with curiosity.

Pictured on the card were two people. One of them, a man, had blue hair and pale skin. The other, a woman, had long red hair and fair skin. From looking at the picture, Sam was able to deduce that the people were wearing black uniforms. They had sinister smiles on their faces. Beside the duo was a cat-like creature unlike any he has ever seen. Behind the trio was a red R. With a perplexed look, Sam read the name of the card.

"'Here Comes Team Rocket?' Weird." With a yawn, he placed the strange card on his computer desk and climbed into bed. Shortly after he fell asleep, the card floated into the air and started to spin. It glowed white while spinning faster and faster until its glow filled the entire room.

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A/N: That's it for the first chapter. Sorry if it didn't seem exciting. Anyway, what does the presence of this card mean for Sam and everybody else? Tune in next time!

Additional A/N: About the age and grade thing with Sam, in the first episode, it was discovered that Otto and Twister are nine and in the fifth grade, as odd as that sounds (Unless things are different in California [or that episode took place in the summer], you're normally supposed to be ten when you're in the fifth grade). Anyway, everybody is two years older than they were since the first episode (this is assuming they haven't aged since Otto's eleventh birthday). That makes Reggie twelve and in the eighth grade alongside Sam. The boys are eleven. That should hopefully end any confusion I may have caused in that paragraph.

One more note! From now on, I'll update this fic three times a week. You'll get a new chapter every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.