Ah, Reborned-Dragon. I see you've commenced a new trainer fic. I don't read trainer fics anymore nowadays, but I'll make an exception. I never liked the plotting in TFs. But that Chapter 1 was a good start. Keep it up!
PokeMon: 619
Chapter 1
Life, a unforgiving twist of fate. Never giving, all taking. Life has taken away everything I have ever loved or knew. Life took my entire family away in a fire ten years ago. I now live at a dirty orphanage with a bunch of rotten-*** guys and a stupid ***** for a headlady (Madam Sneasel) who constantly punch me, kick me or use my head as a mop. But that stops today. I, Jin Kazuma, will become a PokeMon trainer and enter the West Coast League. But first I must collect 12 badges and have six PokeMon with me. Since I'm the oldest out of all the children (I'm 13), I can leave to start my quest first. I'll stay with Proffesor Tealeaf for a bit before I leave to get new clothes and my gear required for my quest. Yep, life's finally gonna give, not take.
I looked at the browning calender and said, "It's finally August 27. I'm outta this dump!" I grabbed my hand-me-down bag and dashed out the door, flicking off Madam Sneasel as I left and saw Tealeaf drive up, honking the horn as he parked. "Hello Jin! Ready to go?" he asked. "Damn straight I am." I muttered as I got into the car. "Later you dirtbags!" I yelled out the window as I leaned back into the seat, resting my back which has been hurting for a while since one of the larger kids used me as a chair.
"So Proffesor, what PokeMon can I pick to start with?" I asked eagerly. "Well you can pick Grimer, a poisonous PokeMon, Geodude, a rock PokeMon or Minun, a electric PokeMon. I have all of them in my breifcase." he explained, showing me a case of Pokeballs, with the name of the PokeMon it holds labeled on it. "I'll take Grimer!" I exclaimed, knowing that it would help me in the first gym, which used Grass PokeMon. Tealeaf nodded as he handed me the Pokeball. I placed it in my pocket with a big grin on my face. I finally had a PokeMon, a smelly one, but it's mine.
We arrived at Tealeaf's tidy little lab. I sprung out of the car and took a deep breath. I smelled the scent of fresh-cut grass, recently water flowers, and beef bowls! I glanced at a beefbowl stand that cost a buck per bowl. I swiped a dollar from Tealeaf's pocket and bought a bowl. I was so happy I sung a corny little song:
I love to have my rice with some cow, cow, cow
It taste so very good I don't know how, how, how
It's my favorite form of chow, chow, chow
Wha Whaa Whoa eat now!
Tealeaf gave me a you've-gone-mental look as I scarfed down the beef bowl. "Come on Jin. We'll rest for a while and then we'll get your new clothes and equipment." he yawned as he dragged me inside while I tried to run back to the beefbowl stand. The proffesor showed me my room which had a PC, a twin sized bed, a sofa, a mini-fridge and one of those basketball hoops you can attach to your walls. "Sweet digs! Thanks Proffesor!" I exclaimed as I tossed myself onto the sofa. I released Grimer so he could move around a bit. "Grima! Grima!" he squealed as he jumped on me, trying to smooch me. "I forgot to mention, this Grimer is a bit over friendly." Proffesor Tealeaf mentioned. "A bit? More like very overfriendly!" I exclaimed while holding Grimer back. I quickly recalled my overaffectionate PokeMon as I took a little nap.
I woke up and saw a backpack on my bed. I lazily crawled over to the bed and saw about five different outfits, a wash line, a pair of rubber gloves, alot of food and all of my equipment including my PokeGear, PokeDex and a cellphone. I knew the Proffesor had done all of this for me. I put on my pack and went to his study to see him asleep. I just patted him on the back as I was about to leave when I was knocked down by a quick blur. I looked around and eventually saw a Houndour and a Hitmontop standing before me and behind them where two men in neon green pants and a white shirt that read, "TEAM NEON" I crawled back but Hitmontop spun in and sent me sprawling, which caused me to accidently release Grimer. My poisonous Pokemon saw his two oppenents and got ready to take them on. "Why are you two bozos here?" I yelled at them. "Duh, we're here for every Pokemon here, including that Grimer of your's so hand it over." the taller one said. "Grimer, Poison Gas!" I yelled out. Grimer opened his slimy mouth and released a thick purple fog which blinded Team Neon and their PokeMon. Grimer and I then ran to Tealeaf's study to find him gone. I turned around to see two other Team Neon members holding him as they escaped on motorbikes and broke through the window. "PROFFESOR! PROFFESOR!!!!" I yelled as Grimer and I tried to keep up my fell behind to get left in their dust. Just when things had gotten bad, a TN (Team Neon) member threw Tealeaf off the bike and shot at him with a pistol seven times. All seven bullets connected as Tealeaf's blood sprayed everywhere. I looked in horror as he skidded across the ground and then went smack into a large rock. I knew Tealeaf couldn't have survived so Grimer and I buried him near the rock and found a note in his hand:
Jin's Grimeris a very special one. It can use one of the most powerful Electric-moves know to man or PokeMon, Thunder. However, it can only be used once a day and will knock Grimer out automatically until he can learn to handle the intensity of the move.
I looked at Grimer, who shrugged, not knowing he knew that move either. "Well buddy, know we have two reasons to enter the West Coast League, to become the greatest PokeMon trainer and PokeMon team of all time and to avenge Proffesor Tealeaf. We leave first thing tommorow so let's go." I said confidently. Grimer nodded as we headed back to the lab, knowing we will never forgive Team Neon and will avenge Tealeaf and anyone they've killed!
TO BE CONTINUED...
I hope that was enjoyable. Chapter 2 will be up tommorow. Peace!
WARNING:
Reborned-Dragon has been deemed more politically offensive than usual. This includes bashing the Olsens, wrestling haters, Canadian bacon, Dave Chappele haters, Martha Stewart, MTV for cancelling Jackass and Micheal Jackson.
Relax bitches.
It's a celebration!
Ah, Reborned-Dragon. I see you've commenced a new trainer fic. I don't read trainer fics anymore nowadays, but I'll make an exception. I never liked the plotting in TFs. But that Chapter 1 was a good start. Keep it up!
Hm, 619, West Coast, Twist of Fate..... somethin's telling me you're a wrasslin' fan...![]()
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