Author: JasonResno
Authors Note: I realize my first two chapters were a tad bit boring, but they were mainly there for character development. I suppose I could have merged them and just had them be one chapter. Oh well, here is chapter three.
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"Don't forget the beans honey," his mom reminded him for the third time.
"The what?" He laughed as he walked out of the house to the tune of "THE BEANS THE BEANS, DON'T FORGET THE BEANS!"
It was another fine day in Pallet, there never seemed to be a truly dismal day. It was sort of odd, Jason thought, that beautiful days could eventually get so boring. He sighed and walked steadily towards the gate that signaled his departure of Pallet.
As he strode quietly through the peaceful path, Jason's mind began to wander. How could anyone blame him? It was a beautiful, if boring day, with nothing to do but go grocery shopping. His mind, wary of the dull walk, had eventually wandered upon the topic of adventuring with his sister, at least to Saffron.
He quickly dismissed this notion, a pokemon journey was foolish—and so cliché. But his sister had assured him it would be fun…he could use a break from all this tedium.
No.
He wouldn't allow himself to become just another "Pallet Town" adventurer; he wanted to do something worthwhile. Something worthwhile, something amazing…something f—
Apparently his mind had wandered as far as his feet, suffice to say he found himself in the middle of some very deep grass. Taking a look around he tried to gain his bearings, to no avail.
"God…how could I have wandered this far off track?"
Jason took off his hat and ran his hand through his sweaty hair. Rubbing his hand on his pants he realized just how hot and sweaty he was.
"Maybe I should…no that wouldn't wo—"
Click. Click.
"What's that? Who is there? That isn't funny!"
Click. Crack. Caw.
"Who's there!"
Jason wiped his hand across his forehead and crept slowly towards a large clump of grass.
"Who is there?" Jason's hand shakily ran across his pockets, looking for some sort of weapon. Anything would….
CLICK!
Things seemed to spin for Jason as what seemed to be a twenty-pound sack of feathers erupted into his chest. For a moment he felt nothing but a blinding pain, as his chest was clawed and scraped.
Knowing that this struggle was a struggle between winning, and surviving, or losing and being injured in the middle of nowhere. He had to win. Knowing this his hand seemed to take a life of its own as it suddenly found the only possession on him—an empty PokeBall.
"Take this!" Jason muttered weakly as he bashed the pokeball into the creature on his chest.
Jason expected to hear the sick thunk of metal on flesh but instead he was greeted with a loud whirring noise, a flash of white, and silence.
Jason immediately scrambled a few feet away, and on his elbows began the slow methodic rhythm of:
"Holy sh…
"Holy sh…
"Holy sh…"
Than the realization hit him. The realization that his life just became a whole lot more complicated. A few feet in front of him, on the ground, lay a full pokeball of what he presumed was a Spearow
Suddenly the prospect of finding his way to Viridian seemed a whole lot simpler. He picked up the pokeball cautiously and headed in the direction he assumed was town.
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Good thing Jason was always pretty lucky. About half an hour later Jason found himself emerging back on the correct road, no worse for wear other than a few scratches and bruises. Most of that half hour he had spent just wandering, occasionally glancing at the pokeball that was clipped to his belt. Throughout his "walk in the park" he thought of many ideas for the Spearow he had inadvertently caught. Of course, his first idea was to just throw the pokeball on the ground and run. That wouldn't work; he didn't know how long a pokemon could survive stuck in a pokeball…
His second idea was to release it and than take off, but what if the thing was still mad? He had inadvertently cringed at the thought of taking another talon to the chest. So that brought him to his third course of action. Head to pokecenter, heal pokemon, go back to house and beg sister to take it from him.
That seemed like a solid plan, no holes in it as far as he could see…maybe even do a bit of grocery shopping while the evil bird healed.
His eyes snapped back to attention as Viridian came into view. All seemed pretty normal, the PokeCenter stood out predominantly, with the PokeMart backing it up. A residential district, an abandoned gym, nothing much. A pretty boring town, all things said. Tonight, things would change, just as surely as the sun would rise, and set.
As Jason neared Viridian, pokeball in hand, he realized that something was different. At the entrance to the city two police officers on motorcycles were leaned over intent to their conversation. About twenty feet from them there was a taped off area, where three or four reporters were busily photographing.
As Jason neared the "scene" as he had come to call it, he noticed a distinct stench in the air. Immediately his hand went to his mouth as he held back a gag. Looking at the taped off area Jason quickly realized what it was…
"Hey you, kid, get back from there! You are going to have to use a side entrance, this way is closed off!." The police officer shrilly yelled, leaning over her motorcycle.
"What's happened ma'am?" Jason said as the Officer got into speaking distance.
"Nothing, now move along."
Jason craned his neck around her and saw the form of a mankey sprawled on the ground. A bit of blood dribbled from the corner of its mouth, and its forehead was damp with…
Jason turned and threw up on the side of the road.
"Kid," the officer sighed. "Follow me, I'll take you to the PokeCenter, hop on my bike." She sighed and patted the back of her seat. "Just don't think about it."
Jason's world, and all that he knew of it began to change, with the simplest things. An aggressive Spearow, a death of a pokemon.
Evil had been introduced to his life.
/Fin
A/N: So how did you guys like this chapter? It is finally getting into what I wanted it to get into: The world of Pokemon is changing for the worse…evil is there. And Jason will soon find out, it is his quest to stop it.