This is the story of The Don. This is my journey.
Well, first you should know that my parents were great trainers and they were infamous for it. They had the amazing ability to teach almost any Pok mon rare and powerful moves. This wonderful ability has been trained to the females first then males of the family and sadly, although I am the eldest child in my family, I had wait until my four year younger sister to complete her basic training before I was able to start learning, so I studied Pok mon evolution in that time.
I was a quick learner to the Poke-Move-Arts and learned a lot before my family disappeared in the wake of the new Teen Rockets. They left with my family, and they left with my starter Pok mon.
At first thought I wanted revenge, I was young, reckless and overconfident. I knew what I wanted and how to brutally gain it, but my eyes were met with the reasoning of the rational and intelligent Professor Rowan, the head Prof for Pok mon evolution.
He increased my interest and understanding in Pok mon and helped me become patient in the searching for my loved ones. In my 6 years as Rowan s apprentice, I learned to catch, control and study Pok mon, rare, casual or legendary in their own respects. I also created a powerful and trusted team that I swore I would use against the Rocket side-cuts, that I asked a few friends to take care for me until I needed them. Fire, water, flying, normal, psychic, fighting, electricity, ground and ice, those were the attributes that I had in my Rocket destroyers.
I asked friends to keep my friends so that I may remember them and use them to help me in my quest. One per friend was the rule. Secretly I did it to see my old team that helped me in small and legendary circumstances, Dre is the first and he has been my friend since before the chaos.
I keep asking myself why they didn t take me? Why they laughed and stole my newly gained Chimchar? Was I that small a threat? There is my family? Why didn t they just eliminate me? Why?
Well, I think that is enough about my happy past This is my journey and after six of traveling around through the different regions, meeting new and interesting people, fighting giant beasts, getting challenged by the best and just a little romance to spice it all up, here my journey begins
(Mostly 3rd person of course) (Starting here ;) _
Don rose at a reasonable time, well that s what he thought, he couldn t tell the time until he had a look at his Poketch.
He slowly rose from his singing induced sleep from the Jigglipuff, which caught him off guard in a tree, and was most probably unhappy at his response to her music . He jumped down and wiped off the Koki marks created from the pink blob that created it (actually he wasn t sure that it had done it, but was taught that you should always be prepared ).
He looked up to make sure he didn t bump anything, but a large Vespiquen answered that rather abruptly, waking him up faster than he was used to, so he and his Luxio ran as fast as their feet could take them.
When he thought the coast was clear from the giant killer bee/wasp-like creature, it was time to have a look at his oblivious surroundings.
New trainers littered the streets and walk-ways and streets. They all had the same adamant face that screamed, challenge me , but Don never enjoyed murdering the helpless or destroying a child s new born dream, so he continued on his somewhat peaceful walk. He saw how the young and rather inexperienced Pok mon, stalked the roads and bought essential items and healed their Pok mon , but Don had experienced pain with him and his Pok mon and it seemed to him that their Pok mon just wanted attention. Pokemon like that are useless and don t deserved to be trained, they don t deserve the honour .
Don s mind was already corrupted with years of struggles and fighting and wartimes. He never stayed for the after party. He was never given recognition for his good deeds or saving the world, but somehow he was always able to hold a Fa ade that he never planned to shed.
He was the Don and nothing could stand in his way! The problem with that is Legendary Pok mon don t enjoy such thoughts and they changed his mind rather abruptly with the Ho-Oh incident (that you will find out about a little later [remember he will regain most memories after meeting his old friends]).
Don s thoughts were interrupted by the comical ten year old that believed he could save the world, eat everything and become Pok mon master while wearing the same old outfit, cap (with Poke ball image), pants (with Poke ball image), top, jacket and even bag all with the same annoying Poke ball image and that all annoying great smile on his face with the glowing blue eyes to match. The very sight of the child started to tick him off and the words etched a hole in his head.
Have you seen my Pok mon, Mr? He ran away from me. He is a shiny Growlth with a blue collar. Have you seen him? The boy ended with his bulging blue eyes and holding his cap in his hand, that made Don s eye twitch and start to think,
Don t trainers know how to control their starter at least, they just need to keep them next to them, not train them just yet. But his emotional intelligence and he said instead, Sorry I can t help, but I suggest you try the Pok mon Centre they normally have lost Pok mon looking for their trainers there. The boy looked at him, smiled and ran away screaming something like Thank you , but his voice trailed a bit and it sounded like I hate you instead.
Don shrugged and slowly made his way to the Pok mon Centre. He patiently walked towards the large structure with the large Poke ball used as the mantelpiece on the face of it. He was going there to make sure that Luxio was perfectly healthy and didn t get sick, at least until they made it to the next Centre.
His Luxio was significantly larger than most and sat at Don s waist. Luxio had a long, black tail with a yellow star as a tip. He looked like a dark thick fur that covered his entire body and in the places without black hair was blue skin.
Don himself stood near 2 meters and always wore black gloves and a dark pants. He had his favourite black leather jacket with a red striped spine, comfortable running shoes and a T-shirt with the picture of an Umbreon s rings. He never wore a bag because it might damage his jacket.
He finally mad it to the centre, trying to suppress the colourful thoughts clouding his mind and slowly to the pink haired nurse. He walked to her and gave her a Poke ball with the newly returned Luxio inside. She asked him to wait for a few minutes and walked away leaving Don to absorb his colourful surroundings.
There were trainers everywhere, sitting, standing and bad mouthing each other. There were researchers and coordinators and breeders doing their thing and a tired looking 16 year old relaxing on the counter. Don got himself a few chocolates and slowly savoured the rich flavour. Moments later in the bright white and red building thee friendly and bright eyed, smiling, pink haired nurse Joy returned from behind the counter handing Luxio over and saying something about never seen such a healthy and large Luxio before, but Don zoned out just nodding his head and saying thank you. He knew Luxio was healthy; he just needed to confirm his thoughts by someone with qualifications.
Don left the noisy centre and stuffed the chocolates into his pockets before releasing Luxio again. Now were to go today? Well, first I need to find out if Luxio could battle in a league then to find the location of Teen Rocket. So here we go. What is that lady wearing? Don thought curiously when he saw a woman dressed like a Skuntank (purple in all its glory) with a Purugly themed hat. He quickly looked away as not to be rude and made his way to the training school, to see if he could battle someone to exercise Luxio.
He entered the dull brown coloured building with Luxio at his heels. Inside he was greeted by gleaming faces and saw the boy with his newly found Growlth. The boy rushed to Don and was saying how happy he was and how thankful he was to the man that helped him find his beloved Pok mon. Don looked away from the boy and saw who was clearly in charge.
What he saw was a beautiful girl about his age, who winked at him, ignored the little people around her, approaching him slowly. She was slightly shorter than Don wearing a white, tight T-shirt, a short red tracksuit bottom, barefooted and an oversized, blue belt. She had dark, brown eyes, long, loose brown hair and was teasing him as she slowly approached, dancing while approaching.
He kept his face as strait as possible but cracked a smile as she got in front in his face, breathing on his cheek and whispering absolutely nothing. Slap! Everyone turned their head as they were curious to see what was happening. Luxio now hiding behind his leg
Don saw this coming; it was a small mistake that seemed to burn the side of his face. Maybe he shouldn t have left her alone in a bath house with a psychopathic Pok mon breeder that he called friend. Maybe he shouldn t have used his smug smile 3 days later when she confessed her love for him. Maybe; Slap! Ok that was unnecessary he thought.
He rubbed his face this time; that stung significantly more than the first. He caught her eye and his smile grew uncontrollably. He looked at her and was about to say something but was stopped with her index finger,
Hello, remember me. Hello, remember Ann, remember me. You don t call, you don t write. You fake your death then chase Lugia. Hello are you listening. You could have told me you were working with Dre, trying to catch Ok you still aren t listening. I swear I m going to kill you. You silent, sexy dog. I know you have my number on your Poketch and that you talk to the whore Cassie and that you talk about me, but I don t mind, I really don t
Don was listening to what she was saying and started to lose interest as her voice trailed off. He waved a greeting to the Ann s twin sister Cassie. Why did the crazy like me? Why not the model? Don thought.
Sadly for Don, Ann noticed that he wasn t listening and chased him out saying call me.
Outside Don stood slightly confused he just shrugged and planned to make his way to a battle ground to exercise Luxio and to maybe teach him something new.
A/N- First chapter of my first ff. What did you think? Good, bad, ugly? Tell me what you think in the most brutal way possible. Episode 2 should already be up- Chapter 2- Heat the soul!
