The Silver Storm
17th May 2003, 11:00 AM
This fanfic is ratedd pg-13 for violence and language (but not spelling)
Yeah, those of you from Serebii probaly know who i am, and those that don't, my former identity was: Sequoiasaur.
I'll be posting another chapter in about a week to two weeks time (darn homework)
Here is chapter one: The Rogue Battler
A pair of octagon glasses flew threw the air after the owner had lost them in a punch. A cloud-grey Tyrogue with blue hips and feet threw the 5 logs it was holding up into the air, reached up and grabbed the glasses, threw the glasses onto a blue knapsack and caught the logs again. The owner was a 15-year-old, 115 lbs, 5 foot 6 boy with brown buzzed hair and ice blue eyes. The boy was wearing a blue shirt and a blue bathing suit.
The boy flipped up into a crouch after having been punch in the kidney by a brown Pokémon with red boxing gloves on it arms. The Hitmonchan smiled. The boy prepared to block a punch as he finished standing up. After fully standing up the boy cracked his jaw.
“Hitmonchan, you are going down for that. I’m going to go at full power now instead of 50% power. That is why you have been winning.” The boy said.
“Hitmonchan!”
As the Hitmonchan came in with a series of punches the boy ducked down and knocked all five punches straight up into the air. The boy then grabbed both of the Hitmonchan’s arms and wrapped them up underneath his arms. The boy then punched the Hitmonchan in the stomach with both hands sending it flying. The Hitmonchan flew back and crashed onto the ground. It jumped up and flew in with a fury of punches. The boy blocked the first seven punches and then grabbed the arms of the Hitmonchan. The Hitmonchan suddenly jumped up into the air carrying the boy with it and kicked out finishing the High Jump Kick. The boy brought his right leg up and blocked the kick. He then put his foot behind the leg of the Hitmonchan’s as they started to fall. The boy let go of the Hitmonchan’s arms pushed the Hitmonchan down and landed on the ground almost silently. The Hitmonchan just ended up making a crater with his body.
“Hitmonchan! This is not a game! Get Up!” yelled at tall man with black hair and blue eyes who was standing at the edge of the field, near the river that the Tyrogue was standing in.
“HITMON!” yelled the Hitmonchan as it jumped out of the crater.
It headed straight for the boy with a Mach Punch. The boy just spun to the side and chopped down on Hitmonchan’s Achilles tendon. The Hitmonchan dropped like a stone and didn’t stand up even though it wasn’t knocked out. The boy walked over to the Hitmonchan and gave it his hand. The Hitmonchan took it and the boy pulled him up. The boy supported the Hitmonchan as it hobbled over to a rock to rest. The man walked toward the Hitmonchan and the boy. He looked down at the Hitmonchan sitting on the rock.
“Would you like to rest?” he asked the Hitmonchan.
“Hitmon” said the Hitmonchan.
“Okay, return. Now then you may go home now. Your training is done for the day.” Said the man.
“Yes Sensei!” shouted the boy.
The boy ran over to the blue knapsack lying be the river. He opened it up and tossed his short into a plastic bag in one of the pockets. He then dove into the river and swam up to his Tyrogue.
“It’s a good thing I’m wearing my Bathing suit huh Scrapper? Do you want another 50 lb log?” the boy asked his Tyrogue.
“TY!” shouted the Tyrogue.
“Okay, just let me get one.”
The boy swam to the river’s shore and saw his Sensei walking toward his house. The boy then picked up another 50lb log and threw on top of the other logs his Tyrogue was holding. He then dove back into the river and swam upstream toward a waterfall that was there. The boy then climbed up onto the rock that was underneath the falling water and sat down and relaxed.
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An hour later the boy came back downstream and got up onto the bank to see that his Tyrogue was sleeping standing up. All the while the Tyrogue was still holding the six 50lb logs. The boy just walked over to his sleeping Tyrogue and took the six logs out of it’s grasp and threw them one by one back onto the pile of logs sitting by the river. He then put on a dry shirt.
“Scrapper? Do you want to sleep in your Poké…. right you don’t like Pokéballs After your former trainer kept you in one for so long and never used you. When he finally figured out that alternately coloured Pokémon are just as powerful as regular Pokémon and that they just have a lot of Stamina he never used you again. That I can’t understand.” The boy said.
The boy looked down at his Tyrogue and smirked at the nodding head. The boy just shook his head. He then the boy leaned in towards his Tyrogue’s ear.
“Are you listening to me?” asked the boy.
The arm of the Tyrogue shot up like a bullet only to be blocked by another bullet that was the boy’s arm. The Tyrogue opened its eyes and looked at the boy. They both smiled and started to laugh.
“Did you hear what I said?”
“Ty”
“Good, now lets go home. Would you like to get into your Pokéball?”
The boy’s Tyrogue nodded and the boy got out a red and white sphere. The boy touched the right side of the black dot and the Pokéball enlarged. He touched the right side again and a flash of red light beam out of the black dot on the Pokéball. When the beam hit the Tyrogue the Tyrogue turned red and flowed into the Pokéball. The boy then touched the left side of the black dot making the Pokéball shrink. The boy then put the Pokéball on the belt that was hanging from his bag.
“I’m glad to see that you are starting to like Pokéballs again. Lets go home.”
The boy started walking toward the towers that stuck up out of the forest canopy. He shook his head as he walked toward Goldenbeach Town. He had been walking along in silence for twenty minutes when he heard his Pokégear starting to beep.
“Huh? I wonder who could be calling me?” he said sarcastically to himself.
The boy took his knapsack off his shoulders and grabbed his blue Pokégear from his belt. He opened up the Pokégear and touched the red button on the side and held it like a cell phone to his ear. He smiled as he spoke.
“Hi Shauna.”
“How did you know it was me?” said his best friend’s voice on the Pokégear.
“You’re the only with my number that actually calls me.”
“Oh yeah. So-“
“I’ll be there in five to ten minutes okay? Yes I’m doing well and so is Scrapper. He is actually inside his Pokéball right now. See you in five to ten minutes.”
“Okay. Bye.” Said Shauna right before the boy heard the click of her hanging up.
The boy closed up his Pokégear as he started to hear the dial tone. He grabbed a dry shirt out of his bag and put it on after he took off the wet shirt he was wearing. He started jogging toward the field he just left. He shook his head thinking that in ten minutes ever teenager in town was going to be there.
“Oh well, C’est la vie.”
The boy jogged along towards the field and saw most of the people that hadn’t started their journeys yet flocking to the field. The guys and girls moved out of his way, as he jogged toward the field as his last non-League battle right before he got his “starter” Pokémon.
“I see you finally here,” said a voice behind him as he got to the field, which was now covered, in people.
As the boy turned he saw that the person that spoke was Shauna. She was 5 foot 4, 15 years old and had periwinkle eyes and golden-brown hair. She was quite beautiful in Robert's opinion. She was wearing a sweater that looked like pepper. She was also wearing khaki pants and white sneakers were as the boy was in his bare feet. He also saw the town bully, Justin, trying to “sneak” up on his best friend. Justin was also 15. He was 5 foot 9, had dark brown eyes and hair gelled into spikes. The tips of the spikes were dyed blond. He was wearing a green shirt and black cargo pants. He had the build of a football player and the intelligence of a flea. He also had a jealous streak.
The boy never worried about Shauna getting hurt or anything anymore not since she had started taking Karate 3 years ago. She hasn’t almost fallen off a cliff since, he thought. The cliffs the boy was thinking of were the cliffs just outside of town. You had to pass the cliffs in order to get to Platinum City: the headquarters of the Staria League.
“Justin if you come any closer to me, you will be in a world of hurt. Not to mention your girlfriend will dump you faster than a Pidgey lets go of a Charizard’s tail,” said Shauna.
Justin who was now within ten feet of Shauna stopped coming toward her. He smiled sarcastically and then ran away fast after remembering what had happened last time he got to close to Shauna. Justin had been sent flying, literally, after having been punched in the guts.
“Are you ready to battle Shauna? This is the finally non-League we have as we are both starting tomorrow.”
“I am and I know. What Pokémon are you going to choose from my dad?”
“Eevee, What about you?”
“Eevee as well. I would you would have chosen Chikorita as Bayleef is your favourite Pokémon,” said Shauna as she walked toward the end of the field.
“It was until they discovered Solareon.”
“I see. You really seem to like powerful Pokémon.”
“It looks cool just like Flareon, Bayleef, Dragonite, Tyranitar, Aerodactyl, et cetra. I can’t help it if most of the Pokémon I like can use Hyper Beam really well.”
“How many Eevee evolutions can use Hyper Beam properly now?”
“Two, Flareon and Solareon. Now lets battle.”
“As you wish. But I promise you this: You’re not going to win this that easily Robert!” yelled Shauna have reached the other end of the field.
“I should hope not! However we will just have to see about that.”
Yeah, those of you from Serebii probaly know who i am, and those that don't, my former identity was: Sequoiasaur.
I'll be posting another chapter in about a week to two weeks time (darn homework)
Here is chapter one: The Rogue Battler
A pair of octagon glasses flew threw the air after the owner had lost them in a punch. A cloud-grey Tyrogue with blue hips and feet threw the 5 logs it was holding up into the air, reached up and grabbed the glasses, threw the glasses onto a blue knapsack and caught the logs again. The owner was a 15-year-old, 115 lbs, 5 foot 6 boy with brown buzzed hair and ice blue eyes. The boy was wearing a blue shirt and a blue bathing suit.
The boy flipped up into a crouch after having been punch in the kidney by a brown Pokémon with red boxing gloves on it arms. The Hitmonchan smiled. The boy prepared to block a punch as he finished standing up. After fully standing up the boy cracked his jaw.
“Hitmonchan, you are going down for that. I’m going to go at full power now instead of 50% power. That is why you have been winning.” The boy said.
“Hitmonchan!”
As the Hitmonchan came in with a series of punches the boy ducked down and knocked all five punches straight up into the air. The boy then grabbed both of the Hitmonchan’s arms and wrapped them up underneath his arms. The boy then punched the Hitmonchan in the stomach with both hands sending it flying. The Hitmonchan flew back and crashed onto the ground. It jumped up and flew in with a fury of punches. The boy blocked the first seven punches and then grabbed the arms of the Hitmonchan. The Hitmonchan suddenly jumped up into the air carrying the boy with it and kicked out finishing the High Jump Kick. The boy brought his right leg up and blocked the kick. He then put his foot behind the leg of the Hitmonchan’s as they started to fall. The boy let go of the Hitmonchan’s arms pushed the Hitmonchan down and landed on the ground almost silently. The Hitmonchan just ended up making a crater with his body.
“Hitmonchan! This is not a game! Get Up!” yelled at tall man with black hair and blue eyes who was standing at the edge of the field, near the river that the Tyrogue was standing in.
“HITMON!” yelled the Hitmonchan as it jumped out of the crater.
It headed straight for the boy with a Mach Punch. The boy just spun to the side and chopped down on Hitmonchan’s Achilles tendon. The Hitmonchan dropped like a stone and didn’t stand up even though it wasn’t knocked out. The boy walked over to the Hitmonchan and gave it his hand. The Hitmonchan took it and the boy pulled him up. The boy supported the Hitmonchan as it hobbled over to a rock to rest. The man walked toward the Hitmonchan and the boy. He looked down at the Hitmonchan sitting on the rock.
“Would you like to rest?” he asked the Hitmonchan.
“Hitmon” said the Hitmonchan.
“Okay, return. Now then you may go home now. Your training is done for the day.” Said the man.
“Yes Sensei!” shouted the boy.
The boy ran over to the blue knapsack lying be the river. He opened it up and tossed his short into a plastic bag in one of the pockets. He then dove into the river and swam up to his Tyrogue.
“It’s a good thing I’m wearing my Bathing suit huh Scrapper? Do you want another 50 lb log?” the boy asked his Tyrogue.
“TY!” shouted the Tyrogue.
“Okay, just let me get one.”
The boy swam to the river’s shore and saw his Sensei walking toward his house. The boy then picked up another 50lb log and threw on top of the other logs his Tyrogue was holding. He then dove back into the river and swam upstream toward a waterfall that was there. The boy then climbed up onto the rock that was underneath the falling water and sat down and relaxed.
<><><>
An hour later the boy came back downstream and got up onto the bank to see that his Tyrogue was sleeping standing up. All the while the Tyrogue was still holding the six 50lb logs. The boy just walked over to his sleeping Tyrogue and took the six logs out of it’s grasp and threw them one by one back onto the pile of logs sitting by the river. He then put on a dry shirt.
“Scrapper? Do you want to sleep in your Poké…. right you don’t like Pokéballs After your former trainer kept you in one for so long and never used you. When he finally figured out that alternately coloured Pokémon are just as powerful as regular Pokémon and that they just have a lot of Stamina he never used you again. That I can’t understand.” The boy said.
The boy looked down at his Tyrogue and smirked at the nodding head. The boy just shook his head. He then the boy leaned in towards his Tyrogue’s ear.
“Are you listening to me?” asked the boy.
The arm of the Tyrogue shot up like a bullet only to be blocked by another bullet that was the boy’s arm. The Tyrogue opened its eyes and looked at the boy. They both smiled and started to laugh.
“Did you hear what I said?”
“Ty”
“Good, now lets go home. Would you like to get into your Pokéball?”
The boy’s Tyrogue nodded and the boy got out a red and white sphere. The boy touched the right side of the black dot and the Pokéball enlarged. He touched the right side again and a flash of red light beam out of the black dot on the Pokéball. When the beam hit the Tyrogue the Tyrogue turned red and flowed into the Pokéball. The boy then touched the left side of the black dot making the Pokéball shrink. The boy then put the Pokéball on the belt that was hanging from his bag.
“I’m glad to see that you are starting to like Pokéballs again. Lets go home.”
The boy started walking toward the towers that stuck up out of the forest canopy. He shook his head as he walked toward Goldenbeach Town. He had been walking along in silence for twenty minutes when he heard his Pokégear starting to beep.
“Huh? I wonder who could be calling me?” he said sarcastically to himself.
The boy took his knapsack off his shoulders and grabbed his blue Pokégear from his belt. He opened up the Pokégear and touched the red button on the side and held it like a cell phone to his ear. He smiled as he spoke.
“Hi Shauna.”
“How did you know it was me?” said his best friend’s voice on the Pokégear.
“You’re the only with my number that actually calls me.”
“Oh yeah. So-“
“I’ll be there in five to ten minutes okay? Yes I’m doing well and so is Scrapper. He is actually inside his Pokéball right now. See you in five to ten minutes.”
“Okay. Bye.” Said Shauna right before the boy heard the click of her hanging up.
The boy closed up his Pokégear as he started to hear the dial tone. He grabbed a dry shirt out of his bag and put it on after he took off the wet shirt he was wearing. He started jogging toward the field he just left. He shook his head thinking that in ten minutes ever teenager in town was going to be there.
“Oh well, C’est la vie.”
The boy jogged along towards the field and saw most of the people that hadn’t started their journeys yet flocking to the field. The guys and girls moved out of his way, as he jogged toward the field as his last non-League battle right before he got his “starter” Pokémon.
“I see you finally here,” said a voice behind him as he got to the field, which was now covered, in people.
As the boy turned he saw that the person that spoke was Shauna. She was 5 foot 4, 15 years old and had periwinkle eyes and golden-brown hair. She was quite beautiful in Robert's opinion. She was wearing a sweater that looked like pepper. She was also wearing khaki pants and white sneakers were as the boy was in his bare feet. He also saw the town bully, Justin, trying to “sneak” up on his best friend. Justin was also 15. He was 5 foot 9, had dark brown eyes and hair gelled into spikes. The tips of the spikes were dyed blond. He was wearing a green shirt and black cargo pants. He had the build of a football player and the intelligence of a flea. He also had a jealous streak.
The boy never worried about Shauna getting hurt or anything anymore not since she had started taking Karate 3 years ago. She hasn’t almost fallen off a cliff since, he thought. The cliffs the boy was thinking of were the cliffs just outside of town. You had to pass the cliffs in order to get to Platinum City: the headquarters of the Staria League.
“Justin if you come any closer to me, you will be in a world of hurt. Not to mention your girlfriend will dump you faster than a Pidgey lets go of a Charizard’s tail,” said Shauna.
Justin who was now within ten feet of Shauna stopped coming toward her. He smiled sarcastically and then ran away fast after remembering what had happened last time he got to close to Shauna. Justin had been sent flying, literally, after having been punched in the guts.
“Are you ready to battle Shauna? This is the finally non-League we have as we are both starting tomorrow.”
“I am and I know. What Pokémon are you going to choose from my dad?”
“Eevee, What about you?”
“Eevee as well. I would you would have chosen Chikorita as Bayleef is your favourite Pokémon,” said Shauna as she walked toward the end of the field.
“It was until they discovered Solareon.”
“I see. You really seem to like powerful Pokémon.”
“It looks cool just like Flareon, Bayleef, Dragonite, Tyranitar, Aerodactyl, et cetra. I can’t help it if most of the Pokémon I like can use Hyper Beam really well.”
“How many Eevee evolutions can use Hyper Beam properly now?”
“Two, Flareon and Solareon. Now lets battle.”
“As you wish. But I promise you this: You’re not going to win this that easily Robert!” yelled Shauna have reached the other end of the field.
“I should hope not! However we will just have to see about that.”