Unlike the Twin Terrors, this one has no crossovers. It is the first pure Pokemon Story I have written. It might be my latest but it is a roller coaster ride of fun. For the pleasure of the viewers, I do not own Pokemon. Nintendo and Game Freaks own Pokemon.
Chapter 1
Nightmares
It was a dark and stormy night. Oh wait, that is the wrong story although some parts of that phrase would apply to this story. Well, times to get this story started. My name is Terry Hatcher. Make fun of my last name if you want to but it is a famous name. It belongs to a legacy of Pokemon Researchers and Breeders. I am about to turn 10 years old tomorrow. Right now I am looking up about different pokemon. The professor in this small town named Grovesdale (yeah not the most creative name) is not giving out the standard used pokemon. Usually it would be the three starters from Kanto, Johto or Hoenn but this year the selection is a bit unusual but the professor has kept it a secret. Which is a bit unusual since Professor Maple is a big blabbermouth. Professor Maple was the town gossiper. She would receive gossip and spread it … throughout the Neta Region.
"Hopefully, my pokemon will be a good pokemon. Not a scary pokemon." Terry thought.
That is the problem with me. It is not that I am a fraidy cat; it is that I have many phobic fears. These fears started back when I was about 3. It was all do to his rival Jason. Jason was the town bully and picked on me every since they meet even when they were 2. Jason has succeeded to find new ways to scare me to death and they usually worked. My parents blamed Jason's parents for being bad parents. Apparently, Jason has been watching dozen of horror films and using the techniques on children, especially me. Most people in Grovesdale agree that Jason's parents named Jason after the hockey mask and chainsaw-wielding maniac. In a few years, I had more phobias than a person in a psycho ward. My parents tried to find ways to cure me but I was scared to my wits. Now I wasn't a complete failure when it came to courage. When it came to doing the impossible, that was one of my strengths.
"Now all I have to do is figure out why I have been having this nightmares since I was 8." I thought.
If my phobias were terrible, then my nightmares were horrific. Now all kids from ages 3 – 10 have nightmares, but none of them had have nightmares like me. Sure, there is the occasional "falling forever and ever and ever" nightmare, the "giving a speech in your underwear" nightmare and of course the classic "family thinks you are a good for nothing and worthless son" nightmare. But none of those could compare to what I dreamed every night. My parents tried to find a way for me to stop dream those terrible nightmares or find an explanation but it usually leaves the psychiatrist baffled or scared down to his or her bones.
"Normally, legendaries in your dreams would awesome but not in my dreams." I thought.
Instead of legendaries appearing to me for a purpose, they appeared not to encourage but to frighten me. They appeared as ruthless and terrible creatures. Their fangs and claws aimed at me like I was just another target. I couldn't understand this and still didn't understand. I had these dreams every night since I was 8. It was the same nightmare 24/7 not to mention 365 or 366 days of his life. Why was this happening to me? I was a nice kid. I helped his mother out. Sure, I was a terror when I was 2 but all kids get in the funk when they reach the age of 2. The Terrible Twos is common in kids these days though I had met a girl who was perfect during her Terrible Two Stage but I still believe she was bluffing.
"I guess it is time for the nightmares to commence." I said while turning my head toward my bed.
I turned around towards my computer. On the screen was a pokemon website dealing with pokemon and people who fear them. It was about certain pokemon that I was afraid of. Okay I am not afraid of every Pokemon, not even the Legendaries, but the Nightmares about them didn't help at all. I heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door and he turned around. You have to admit for a boy who has phobias to the max that he was a bit suspicious every nanosecond of my life. The door opened to reveal my mother. My mother was a pokemon researcher not to mention she had another part time job. She was responsible for making sure that Pokedexes stayed updated with the latest info she found out.
"It is time to go to bed, Terry. Now I know you don't want to but you can't stay up like last night. You stayed up until 6 A.M but you had the same nightmare in the morning." My mom replied.
"I know but I can't stand to see their fangs and claws pointed at me." I said back while shaking.
"I know and one day, we will found out about those nightmares and clear this all up. We shall also free you of your pokemon fears." My mom said cheerfully.
"Yeah, that will happen when the Electabuzz win the world pennant." I snickered.
"Don't let your cousin Casey hear that. Her family are Electabuzz fans and their spirits are easily broken with the exception of hers but she gets hurts anyways." My mom reminded me.
"Yeah, I know, I know. Hopefully she won't be at my birthday party so she won't find out that I am an Electabuzz fan too. Nice girl but when she gets in the spirit, you can't stop her." I blushed as I talked.
"Well, it will be a big day tomorrow. First you will have a birthday breakfast. Then we will have your party at noon. Then you will get your pokemon and you will be off on your journey. So get some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow." My mom smiled.
"Yeah, I will. Don't worry. I will try to not to keep myself awake all night." I said while crossing my fingers behind my back.
"Sweet Dreams, Terry!" My mom said as she left the room closing the door behind her.
"Sweet Dreams! Yeah right!" I thought as I turned off his computer and headed over to my bed.
I got dressed into his Pajamas and got into my bed. I pulled the covers over him and put his head down on the pillow. I tried to think of everything happy but I knew the nightmare would soon commence. I closed his eyes and tried to think of happy thoughts. I tried to think of getting my first pokemon. I tried to think of winning my first Pokemon Gym battle. I even tried to think of meeting someone that would be a nice travel companion but it didn't work since the nightmare was right on schedule.
"Not again." I thought in my dream.
It started out as a nice dream. I was on a hillside with Grass and Water Pokemon. Then the skies turned blood red and that's when the Legendary Pokemon came. First came the three Legendary Beasts, which included Entei, Raikou and Suicune. Then the bird pokemon came. Articuno, Ho-oh, Lugia, Moltres and Zapdos all hovered in the air. A Volcano erupted and Groundon appeared. Part of the ground split and filled with water. Kyorge rose up from the water. The Three Regis appeared on the three different corners of the Hillside. They all had the claws, tails and fangs pointed at me. I could hear the vicious roars vibrating through the Hillside. The Legendaries were getting closer and closer and closer. Back in his bed, I was shaking like a Magikarp out of water except this Magikarp didn't know anything about total fear. I shook and shook hoping that it would end. And it did. That's when I got down to peacefully sleep dreaming about his great adventures.
