I'm back with another chapter, this one is based on the very first episode "Pokemon, I choose you"! But since I don't own Pokemon or its characters; except Angelina and my own ideas, have fun reading anyway!
Chapter 2: Trainer's Choice
Angelina woke up the following morning with a promise to see her friends off before their journies. She yawned and stretched from laying in her queen size bed; it had a soft blue bedspread, similarly colored pillows, and a canopy of sheer blue with silver embroidery. Her bedroom wasn't as lavish as her other room back at her father's mansion, but it was just as spacious with white fluffy carpetting, a walk-in closet, a writing desk, a dresser, and a night-stand on the left side of her bed. She freshened up in her bathroom that was brimming with marble and gold embellishments; stepping out fifteen minutes later in a dark purple quarter-sleeved top with a lace-covered neckline, a pleited blue-jean mini skirt, white knee-high socks, and black sneakers. She blow-dried her mid-back length strawberry-blonde hair and applied mascara and lip gloss. Then after she grabbed her dark-blue single-strapped backpack and slipped on her new designer-belt with her five best Pokemon, Angelina made her way out of her room and walked downstairs into the kitchen.
"Oh Angelina, I can't believe you're leaving again!" Vicky said, brushing a tear from her eye. She was a pretty black-haired and green-eyed woman wearing a purple dress. She kept an eye on Angelina's four-year-old sister Christina eating breakfast in a high-chair.
"Aww come on, Aunt Vicky!" Angelina sighed after she finished drinking her yogurt smoothie. "Why do you always have to worry every time I leave?" It upset her to see her aunt doing this every time.
"Just promise me you won't get hurt, and call me every week!" Vicky said, as she kissed the girl's cheek good-bye.
"All right, I will," Angelina said, as she walked out the door and stepped outside.
Angelina walked downhill and up the dirt road toward Professor Oak's Laboratory; walking across the bridge, climbing the stairs and entering the laboratory where she was greeted by Professor Oak. He was around his fifties wearing a pair of black shoes and stainless white lab pants. Over his dark red shirt he wore a white lab coat, just as spotless as his pants.
Not only Professor Oak was there, but Angelina recognized her young cousin and starting Pokemon trainer, Amber Trainum. The baby sister to Marcus Trainum, Amber was a tom-boyish girl with light brown-blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail and brown eyes, turned toward the voice. She wore a black tank top, dark blue jean hip-capris, and spiky high-heeled black sandals. She also had a black Pokemon belt through the loops of her capri pants and a silver single-strap backpack.
Angelina also recongized Professor Oak's ten-year-old grandson Gary Oak. He had messy/spiky brown hair and dark-blue eyes; he wore a long sleeved blue shirt, blue pants, brown boots and a yellowish-green pendant on a chain around his neck. Ever since his older sister Misaki, had left on her Pokemon journey three years ago; Gary had always wanted to train Pokemon and someday become a Pokemon Master.
"Look here, Angelina," Gary said, holding up a Pokeball with a water-drop insignia. "I've got my very first Pokémon!"
"Wow, that's great," Angelina said, noticing Amber's expression clearly stated that she didn't want Squirtle as her first Pokémon.
"All right, Amber, it's your turn," Professor Oak said.
Amber stepped forward and looked at the remaining two Pokéballs. "I'll take Charmander." she grinned and picked up the Pokéball with the flame insignia.
"That leaves Ash with Bulbasaur," Angelina said, staring at the Pokeball with the leaf insignia. She remembered that Pokemon was one of the three offspring that belonged to a Venusaur from her grandparents breeding center. She had also received a Bulbasaur to start her own journey in the Kanto Region.
"Well actually…" Professor Oak began, noticing the curious expressions from the young trainers. "Leaf Green came by already. I can see her going very far with her determination."
"Makes sense, so where's Ash?" Angelina asked, looking around for the missing trainer.
"He's probably sleeping in. That means the loser won't be getting a Pokemon," Gary said snidely, spinning the Pokeball on his finger and walking out of the lab.
"That's what he thinks," Angelina muttered, but Amber looked confused. "Don't worry, Ash will be fine."
"Okay," Amber nodded. "I wanna see my Pokemon," she threw the Pokeball and it revealed an orange lizard-like Pokemon with purple eyes and a burning flame at the tip of its tail.
"Char! Char!" the fire lizard smiled up at its trainer.
"Awesome!" Amber picked up the Pokemon and hugged it.
Professor Oak smiled and pulled out a small red-colored square device. "Don't forget your Pokedex, Amber. This carries your trainer license and information on Pokemon." he handed it to the girl and she placed that in her backpack.
Then Amber recalled her Pokemon and followed Professor Oak and Angelina outside; only to find Gary with a crowd of people surrounding the gate.
"What's this?" Angelina asked, descending the stone steps and standing off to the side of the crowd.
Amber sighed annoyedly, "These people are here for Gary. None for us, of course."
"Oh," Angelina frowned.
"Gary, Gary! He's our man! If he can't do it, no one can!" a group of cheerleaders chanted, standing in front of the cheering crowd of people.
Angelina turned to her friend, confused. "Since when does Gary have cheerleaders?"
"Today, I guess." Amber shrugged uncaringly. "He wants the best and pays those girls to support him in Pokemon battles."
"Well that's going to swell his ego," Angelina sighed, but she knew he was already obnoxious.
"Sorry, excuse me!" said a voice, making its way through the crowd.
"Gary, Gary he's our…. HEY!" the cheerleaders were pushed abruptly and stopped chanting.
Everyone turns to see a boy with messy black hair dressed in his pajamas He bumped right into Gary and was knocked to the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going!" Gary yelled, then smirks as he turned to the raven-haired boy. "Well, if its isn't Ashy-boy. Better late than never, I guess." he said smugly. "Well atleast you get the chance to meet me."
Amber and Angelina were in shock; Ash was real late to get a Pokemon and his license.
"Gary?" Ash asked, getting to his feet and cocked his head to the side.
"It's Mr. Gary to you. Show some respect!" Gary ordered like a drill sergeant, still smirking. "Well Ash, you snooze you lose, and you're way behind right from the start! I've got a Pokémon, and you don't."
"You got your first Pokémon?" Ash asked.
Gary smirked again, enlarging a Pokeball and spun it on his finger in a cocky manner. "That's right loser, and it's right inside this Pokéball."
"Let's go Gary, let's go! Yeah yeah!" the cheerleaders continued to chant and wave their pom-poms.
Gary raised his arms and waved to the crowd. "Thank you, fans!" he shouted. "Thank you all for this great honor! I promise you that I will become a Pokémon Master and make the town of Pallet known all 'round the world!"
"Excuse me," Ash said, being polite to the arrogant boy. "I was just wondering if you could tell me what kind of Pokemon you got?"
Gary sneered in disgust, holding his Pokeball away from Ash. "None of your business, if you showed up on time you woulda seen that I got the best Pokémon from Professor Oak." he bragged. "It's good to have a grandfather in the Pokémon business, isn't it?"
Angelina rolled her eyes, "Yeah, who wants to know."
"Thank you for coming out to see history in the making. Now I, Gary Oak, am off to learn the ways of the Pokémon trainer!" Gary yelled to the crowd as he climbs into a red convertible and drives off, followed by the crowd. Amber just waved to Angelina and started off in the same direction, but at a slower pace.
Ash growled, clenching his fists and grits his teeth."Oh, I'll show you!"
"What a loser." Angelina said, putting her hands on her hips. She turned to Ash, shaking her head and about to say something when she thought otherwise.
Professor Oak stepped out from behind the gate. "So, you decided to show up after all." he said, startling the young boy.
"Professor Oak! Where's my Pokémon?" Ash begged, looking excited.
"Your Pokémon?" Professor Oak asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I'm ready!" Ash eagerly replied.
"You look like your ready for bed, not for Pokémon training." the professor laughed. "I hope you don't think you're going to train in your pajamas?"
"Oh," Ash said, blushing in embarassment. "No professor! I got messed up this morning and I was a little late. But believe me, I'm ready for a Pokémon!"
Ash followed Professor Oak into the laboratory. Angelina decided to wait outside and wait patiently, but boredom finally hit her and was heading up the stone steps and entered the house. She walked down the hallway and into the lab, seeing Ash hug a yellow mouse creature with a lightning bolt tail, black tips at the end of its ears, and red cheek sacs.
"Oh, hi Pikachu!" Ash said happily.
"Pika," Pikachu wasn't too happy, sparks flew from its cheeks and blasted a bolt of electricity.
"Yee-aaahhh," Ash stuttered, being shocked until his hair was standing on end.
"He's also known as the electric mouse. They're usually shy, but they can also have an electrifying personality." Professor Oak explained before Pikachu stopped his attack. There were smoke fumes coming off of Ash and had charred marks.
"I see what you mean." Ash said while twitching.
Professor Oak nodded. "Shocking, isn't it?" Then he held out six Pokéballs, along with a Pokédex. "Now take these: your Pokédex and Pokéballs."
Pikachu was angry at being disturbed, as well as being held by Ash, it let loose another Thundershock.
"T-t-ha-an-kk Yoo-oouuu!" Ash stuttered his gratitude a little forcefully. He was also touching the Professor's hand, whom was being shocked as well.
"You're weelll-coome!" Professor Oak stammered out.
Angelina watched all this from a safe distance, though she felt bad that Pikachu was so disrespecting to its new trainer. "Are you okay?"
Ash was relieved that Pikachu had stopped its electric attacks, he turned to see Angelina standing near the doorway. "Angelina, when did you get here?"
"I've been here since you arrived." Angelina smiled and walked up to Ash, looking at Pikachu. "Hmm, it'll take a long time to gain this Pokemon's trust for you."
Pikachu smirked, electricity sparking from it's cheeks slightly. "Pikaaa…."
"Or I could be wrong about that," Angelina backed away nervously. "Anyway, let's go outside!"
So the two trainers and Professor walked out of the house and down the steps with an agitated Pikachu. At the bottom of the steps and near the gate, a small group of people stood and among them was Ash's mother. She was a young woman with gentle brown eyes and auburn hair pulled back in a long ponytail. She wore a pink blouse, a yellow jacket, purple knee-length skirt, and white flat shoes. Other people were playing percussion instruments and whatnot, as well as holding a sign in red letters encouraged "Go Ash Go".
"Mom!" Ash exclaimed.
"Ash, I'm so proud of you!" his mother spoke happily, holding a green backpack. "You're finally going to fulfill your dream and start your Pokémon training. But... I'm going to miss you so much!" She cried, covering her face with the backpack. "Oh, my little boy!"
"Pika... Pikachu." Pikachu said as it stepped forward, smiling at Ash's mother.
Mrs. Ketchum unzipped the bag, pulling out its contents and placing it in her son's arms as she spoke, "I packed your sneakers and jeans, nice clean shirts and underwear, your favorite snacks, and some hot chocolate -in case you want something hot- but be careful not to burn yourself- and a pair of rubber gloves to do your laundry, and a new clothes line to hang it out to dry-" she was cut off as Ash snatched the backpack.
"Mom! You're embarrassing me in front of all these people," Ash said, blushing as he puts everything back inside the bag. "Don't you know I'm a big kid now? Pokémon trainers can take care of themselves!"
"I understand," his mother sighed in rejection, "Hm?" she noticed Angelina was nearby. "Angel-dear, are you traveling with my little boy?"
"Who me?" Angelina asked, pointing at herself. "Well, this is my first time in Kanto, so why not." she smiled at Ash, who looked relieved he might not be traveling alone.
"All right, take care of Ash for me," Mrs. Ketchum said.
"Will do," Angelina said.
Mrs. Ketchum turned to her son and looked down at Pikachu. The Pokemon smiled just a little bit wider. "That your Pokémon, Ash?"
"Pikachu," Pikachu said.
"Yeah, that's my Pokemon." Ash said proudly.
"Pi!" Pikachu turned his head away.
Ash laughed and brought up a fist. "With Pikachu at my side, I'll get all the Pokémon in the world!"
"I thought all Pokémon stayed inside their Pokéballs?" Mrs. Ketchum asked. "Why doesn't this one?"
"Oh, yeah. Right." Ash took out Pikachu's Pokeball. "Pikachu, get in the ball, now." and he threw the Pokeball at Pikachu.
"Ka!" Pikachu hit it right back with its threw it.
"Oh!" Ash kept throwing the Pokeball to Pikachu many times after that, but the Pokemon kept tossing the Pokeball back to Ash with its tail.
"Aww, you're playing catch! You're friends already!" Mrs. Ketchum said in a delightful tone.
"Yeah, that's it." Angelina said sarcastically.
Ash smiled lightly, "Uh, sure." He picked Pikachu up and held it up to his face. "Pikachu and I are real pals. Aren't we, Pikachu?"
"But," Mrs. Ketchum interupted, Pikachu glanced at Ash who looked back at it. "It's a little weird."
"Uh-oh," Ash whispered softly. "Weird?" He saw the look on Pikachu's face as it started growling and electricuted everyone.
Professor Oak and Angelina were safely out of the electricity's reach, behind several bricks. "Those rubber gloves your mom packed will come in handy."
"Whhhyyy?" Ash managed to ask through the electric jolt he was receiving.
"Because the rubber blocks off electricity."
"Hoooo-rraaaayyy!" Ash managed, half-heartedly.
Everyone remained standing for a fraction of a second, but then they all fell sharply to the ground, with the exception of Ash, Professor Oak, Angelina, and, of course, Pikachu.
Stars in Mrs. Ketchum's eyes and lying on her back. "Don't forget to change your underwear." she said in a daxed tone. "Every single day."
"Ooo-ka-ay." Ash replied, also dazed.
Pikachu closed its eyes, smiling in content. "Pikachu."
Angelina sighed, then waved goodbye to the Professor and drove down the road on her shiny blue bicycle as the crowd dispersed back to their homes. She recognized her surroundings when she passed by a crystal stream on her left and a forest on her right, knowing her father's sprawling estate was nearby. It brought back memories of her first journey in Johto, coming home to visit her mother and training for the Silver League Conference, and then celebrating with Marcus and his friends for his victory in Hoenn's Championship Tournament.
As the sky turned grey and cloudy, a storm was brewing and unleashed a shower on Angelina as she continues traveling through the forest outskirts towards Viridian City. She knew rain symbolized a new beginning and many adventures on her journey in the Kanto Region. The road will be long, and the challenges will be tough, but she will also encounter fantastic friends, innocent crushes, evil enemies, and meet new creatures beyond their wildest imagination.
§To Be Continued§
*This chapter is based from the first Pokemon episode "Pokemon, I Choose You!"
*Professor Oak knew that at least four new Trainers would be receiving their starter Pokémon and beginning their journey. However, he only ever thought to stock three (a Bulbasaur, a Charmander, and a Squirtle) not counting Pikachu, who is seen as a "last resort."
*Gary takes Squirtle, Amber Trainum takes Charmander, and Leaf Green takes Bulbasaur.
*Angelina knew Professor Oak had a Pikachu in reserve for Ash, who was the last trainer to receive his Pokemon liscense and start his journey.
*Angelina passes by her father's mansion on the way to Viridian City; living there for three years until her step-mother died and after her sister was born.
Chapter 3 is on the way! Hope you liked this one; suggestions and comments welcomed!