A Journey of Cheren
I own nothing but my own Ideas
My path to becoming a gym leader started out simple. In fact, originally I didn't even want to become a gym leader. I wanted to become the champion. That job fell to someone else, who also became the hero of Unova. Speaking of her, it all began at her house on a horribly mild November day, where the sky alternated between overcast and spitting rain. It was so light you barley felt it. It was also muddy out, but where the grey sky and dull weather would have normally depressed me, that Wednesday was an exception. That Wednesday, I was getting my Pokémon.
We let her pick first. Bianca was late, and I had woken her up at six in the morning. You never woke her up that early, it was a sacred rule that I had broken. Even as a baby she has never been a morning person, according to her mom. She picked a Tepig and called him "CometFire". I will never know why she picked that name. Perhaps Cometfire suited the Tepig, she never explained.
Bianca's first act as a Pokémon trainer was rather shortsighted, ridiculous, and funny in hindsight. She challenged the future champion to a Pokémon battle inside her bedroom. Yes, Bianca's first act as a trainer was to trash her best friends bedroom. A real promising start to a trainer journey. Thank every legend in existence that her prized Wii was untouched, otherwise Bianca might have had to start her journey late.
I, of course, was much more careful in my battle. I had a type advantage, and three years at trainers school. She had not had the distinction of three years of being on honors role, and in hindsight, I think that she was not a linguistic learner, but kinesthetic. She learned by doing something, not by listening or reading about it. In a school room that was a hindrance, but on the field, doing the real thing, it was her greatest asset. It gave her unique strategies that worked best with hands on experience. She was innovative, and left theory out of the picture, it was rare and effective. At the time, I was overconfident, and convinced myself that her win was some kind of fluke, this was my biggest mistake.
So, newly armed with Pokémon, Pokédexe's, and Poké balls, we stepped on to Route 1 together. Then Bianca started a Pokémon catching contest. The future champion won by catching two Pokémon. On a route with two types of Pokémon, we later found out. Looking back on it, I realize that we were incredibly lazy about that. I , personally, was looking forward to going to the next town. Its no excuse, but back then, I was young and impatient for adventure.
In Accumula town we met Team Plasma and their king. At the time the two events did not seam connected. The King was a baseball hat wearing boy named N. He talked super fast, had green hair, and told me Pokémon spoke to him. At the time I thought he was a nutcase. He told the hero he was the king of Plasma in a Farris Wheel where he could have done anything to her, and she would have had no way to escape. Following him, in hindsight, was one of the dumbest things she ever did. Thank the legends, he meant no harm.
Team Plasma, to the first impression, seamed like a small group, trying to fill a absurd, but noble goal. Bianca just thought they were cosplaying as Templars from Assassins Creed. She also thought N was Near from Death Note, but that's Bianca for you.
The future hero's faced off in the first of many battles, that would climax in an epic showdown, on top of a castle. Some people believed the two were secretly dating. Personally, I believe that is false. The story of the hero's of Unova being a star crossed lovers, or something sounds nice, but he was lacking in the people skills department, and she lacked conversation skills, and I can not see a relationship between the two working out. Flying away on the back of a giant dragon Pokémon is not romance, especially when leaving for two years. It is only a really dramatic exit.
After the first battle she wandered off, and I was free. There would be no more holding back, I was ready to face the world.
The world did not hold back.
The Beginning of a what, is a series of beginnings to stories, not a single story. It is called the rather odd name for two reasons. First the What, symbolizes a journey, and how, no matter how epic, unbelievable, or dull, it is still a story that afterwords you find hard to describe in full, even harder to believe happened to you, and no matter how hard you search for the words to describe it, are left wondering , What?, In disbelief or shock. What really happened is hard to describe in full, and most people, I find, get stuck on the lingering, What?, feeling. Secondly, I find "The Beginning of a journey" to be to cliche.
I chose to write these because, I often find the beginning of Pokémon trainer stories to sound so similar. Not everyone goes to the lab, not everyone is late and gets a special Pokémon, not everyone has a Pokédex. In fact, having a Pokédex is kind of rare. I actually planed to start with Wally or N, but this Story style seamed appropriate, to start with, and It was interesting to write on someone looking back on a Journey, rather then starting on it. It felt Unique. And, really, Cheren dose not get nearly as much attention. In fact most rivals don't.
Reviews show writers you care and want more. Please send a review in today. ; )