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Happy 15th, Pokemon!
This is a Fan Fiction I had started on Psypokes when I had an account there. Please enjoy it. However, the character profiles may not be coming anytime soon.
:::Story Synopsis:::
Set three years after the start of Ash Ketchum's Pokemon adventure, To Be A Master is the story of three amateur trainers trying to win their way through the Pokemon World. There will be connections to the anime, because that is what I modeled the story after.
:::Criticism:::
Please give constructive criticism. If EXTREMELY important, don't hesitate to PM me.
:::Story:::
Part 1- Kanto: Boulder Badge to Rainbow Badge
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
7 AM. The alarm sounded. Krys and Ty had just woken up and turned on the TV. Channel 3’s news was on. News anchor Cheryl Blaze was blabbering something. Krys had just managed to make something out of it. “Today, young folks are jam-packed and smashed together in line to get their starter Pokémon… Samuel Oak…..Bulbasaur….Charmander…Squirtle…”
“Ty, Ty! Ty, wake up! Today’s THE day! We’re going to be Pokémon Trainers!” Ty gave her a lazy look and rolled back to bed. Krys pulled Ty off the bed and dragged him downstairs.
“Krys, what- OW- are- OW- you do- OW- ing- OW!?!? KRYS!”
Outside, Krys and Ty were in back of the 1000 soon-to-be Trainers, and then some. Next to them was another soon-to-be Trainer. Some lady was yelling at him. “Don’t get into trouble, and do NOT talk to strangers!”
“Hey there,” Krys began. “I’m Krys and this is my brother, Ty. Why the HECK is that lady screaming, and why is she screaming at you?”
“My name’s Kevin. That’s my mom. Don’t ask why she’s yelling that. She’s really overprotective.”
“Will you travel with us when we begin our journeys? I would rather travel
with you than with Krys, but- OW! Krys, what was that for?!?” Ty was doubled over in pain, grateful he hadn’t had a big breakfast.
“Sure. Why not?” Kevin seemed nice enough. The threesome was at the front of the line when an amplified cackle started and a Meowth balloon rose from behind Oak’s lab. The amplified voice began another speech.
“HahahahahaHA! Prepare for trouble! And make it double! To protect the world from devastation! To untie all peoples within our nation! To denounce the evil of truth and love! To extend our reach to the stars above! Jessie! James! Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light! Surrender now or prepare to fight! Meowth, that’s right!”
“Who are you?” Ty had his classic “you-idiot” look on his face.
“We are Team Rocket! Why does nobody know us?” Jessie cackled. Under the balloon there was a large fishnet with dozens of Pokéballs. “HahahahahaHA! No more trainers, no more problems!”
“Not if I can help it,” Oak’s grandson, Gary said. Behind him was the chorus from his cheerleaders: “Gary, Gary, he’s our man, if he can’t do it, no one can!” He had already gotten his starter three years before, Squirtle, and had fully evolved. “Blastoise, I choose you! Use Water Gun on that balloon!” Sure enough, the Water Gun popped the balloon, and the net dropped, releasing the Pokéballs. “Good job Blastoise. Return.”
“We’re blasting off again!” Team Rocket yelled.
At last, Krys, Ty, and Kevin could begin their journey. They valiantly entered Oak’s lab, where there were only two Pokéballs. “I need one too,” Kevin said.
“There’s one in the back of the lab,” Prof. Oak began. “I would rather not give it to you, but seeing as you probably don’t want to wait, I’ll give it to you.” He went to the back of the lab, and retrieved the Pokéball. Without any warning, it opened with a marvelous light show. A yellow rodent, with a thunderbolt tail emerged. “This is Pikachu,” Oak explained. “Be careful; it’s rather stubborn and quite scared right now.”
“Pi…Ka…CHUUU!” Pikachu let out a Thunderbolt that threw Prof. Oak and Kevin backwards.
“I’ll take Bulbasaur,” Krys said, then grabbed the Pokéball.
“Then it looks like I get Charmander,” Ty exclaimed, then swiftlytook the Pokéball.
“OK. Now that we have given out the starters, I also have these for you.” Oak turned his back and removed three packages. “Inside these kits are five Pokéballs, and a Pokédex.” Oak handed the parcels out. “I assume you don’t want to wait here any longer.” As the trio turned, Oak stopped Kevin. “You’re going to need these.” He threw Kevin a pair of rubber gloves, and with that, the trio left.
Chapter 2: Catch of the Day
Krys was always the first one up at home back in Pallet Town. Today, although being two miles away from the twins’ home, was no different. She awoke to a bright, golden yellow sun set on a pale, sea blue background. She walked over to a shallow pool, splashed water on her face, then removed a washcloth from her backpack and began to wash up.
Ty yawned and stretched. His hand moved as if to shut off an alarm, but instead his hand collided with the dusty earth and he abruptly gave a start. “Whaaa…? Where’s the alarm clock?” He turned his head to see trees and another male body. He screamed.
After being yelled at, Kevin made an attempt to all back asleep but thought better of it and forced himself to wake up. “Who’s yelling at me?” He asked. Ty shyly raised a hand. “Why did you yell?” Ty shrugged, although he knew the real answer. Kevin snatched up Ty’s Pokéball and sent out Charmander. “Please make a fire so I can make breakfast,” Kevin ordered.
“Char,” it said, and its tail caught the branch pile on fire. Kevin took out a container of berries that were picked prior to this morning. Kevin built a small ledge for the container to rest on, and then placed the berry-filled container on the ledge. In three minutes, the berries were ready. “Breakfast is served,” Kevin proclaimed. The trio gathered around “breakfast” and didn’t stop until there were three berries left- one each for the three Pokémon.
After the team filled their stomachs, they set off on their way. A few minutes after leaving, a yellow caterpillar with a stinger on its head inched along the dirt path. Ty opened up his Pokédex. “Weedle,” it said. “The Hairy Bug Pokémon. It eats its weight in leaves every day. It fends off attackers with the needle on its head.”
“Hello, Weedle,” Ty declared. “It’s time for you to join us.” He pressed the small circle of the Pokéball and it expanded to twice its original size. “Pokéball, let’s go!” He sent the sphere flying towards the Weedle. The stinger made contact with the Pokéball and returned it back to Ty. “Aw, nuts,” he sighed. Just then, a teenage girl ran out of the bush. “Who are you?” Ty asked.
“Me? Oh, my name’s Lisa.” The wind blew Lisa’s long, brunette ponytail to the side. She looked down at the Weedle, who gazed back at her. “What were you doing trying to take my Weedle for yourself? You must be a part of Team Rocket!”
“What? No, we’re not Team Rocket!” Kevin exclaimed, stupefied by the comment. “We didn’t know you owned the Weedle; what were you doing, letting your Weedle roam free?”
“To be honest, it ran away from me.” Lisa sighed. “I guess I’m not good enough for it.” She sighed again, but more dramatically.
“I don’t think that’s the problem. I think you’re putting too much pressure on yourself to be perfect. There’s no perfect in life. There’s only excellent.” Kevin seemed to know a lot on the subject, arising question by Krys.
“Wow, Kevin, you know a lot on this,” Krys said.
“My parents drill that in my head all the time; they knew I was going to leave eventually,” Kevin explained. Behind his back, Lisa was apologizing profusely to Weedle, who didn’t seem to care much.
The sun had reached its highest point in the day, and Lisa was beginning to leave. “Weedle,” she began. “We have to get home. Return.” A red light shot out from the Pokéball and Weedle was returned to the sphere. However, as Lisa turned to leave, the Pokéball broke open and Weedle began to inch over to Ty. “No, Weedle. Return.” She tried again, and several more time after the second, but Weedle did not want to go back to Lisa. Lisa watched, distraught, as Weedle finally made its way over to Ty. “Weedle must really like you,” Lisa said. “Would you like it?”
Ty didn’t really know what to say. “Uh….s-s-sure!” He said through stammers.
“OK. Well, bye, Weedle,” Lisa concluded, and then broke down into sobbing fits.
“Do I take the Pokéball now?” Ty inquired.
“Go ahead. It’s yours now,” Kevin explained. A bittersweet turn of events. Ty “catches” his first Pokémon. “What else will happen? A meteor falls out of the sky?” Kevin said sarcastically.
:::Story Synopsis:::
Set three years after the start of Ash Ketchum's Pokemon adventure, To Be A Master is the story of three amateur trainers trying to win their way through the Pokemon World. There will be connections to the anime, because that is what I modeled the story after.
:::Criticism:::
Please give constructive criticism. If EXTREMELY important, don't hesitate to PM me.
:::Story:::
Part 1- Kanto: Boulder Badge to Rainbow Badge
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
7 AM. The alarm sounded. Krys and Ty had just woken up and turned on the TV. Channel 3’s news was on. News anchor Cheryl Blaze was blabbering something. Krys had just managed to make something out of it. “Today, young folks are jam-packed and smashed together in line to get their starter Pokémon… Samuel Oak…..Bulbasaur….Charmander…Squirtle…”
“Ty, Ty! Ty, wake up! Today’s THE day! We’re going to be Pokémon Trainers!” Ty gave her a lazy look and rolled back to bed. Krys pulled Ty off the bed and dragged him downstairs.
“Krys, what- OW- are- OW- you do- OW- ing- OW!?!? KRYS!”
Outside, Krys and Ty were in back of the 1000 soon-to-be Trainers, and then some. Next to them was another soon-to-be Trainer. Some lady was yelling at him. “Don’t get into trouble, and do NOT talk to strangers!”
“Hey there,” Krys began. “I’m Krys and this is my brother, Ty. Why the HECK is that lady screaming, and why is she screaming at you?”
“My name’s Kevin. That’s my mom. Don’t ask why she’s yelling that. She’s really overprotective.”
“Will you travel with us when we begin our journeys? I would rather travel
with you than with Krys, but- OW! Krys, what was that for?!?” Ty was doubled over in pain, grateful he hadn’t had a big breakfast.
“Sure. Why not?” Kevin seemed nice enough. The threesome was at the front of the line when an amplified cackle started and a Meowth balloon rose from behind Oak’s lab. The amplified voice began another speech.
“HahahahahaHA! Prepare for trouble! And make it double! To protect the world from devastation! To untie all peoples within our nation! To denounce the evil of truth and love! To extend our reach to the stars above! Jessie! James! Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light! Surrender now or prepare to fight! Meowth, that’s right!”
“Who are you?” Ty had his classic “you-idiot” look on his face.
“We are Team Rocket! Why does nobody know us?” Jessie cackled. Under the balloon there was a large fishnet with dozens of Pokéballs. “HahahahahaHA! No more trainers, no more problems!”
“Not if I can help it,” Oak’s grandson, Gary said. Behind him was the chorus from his cheerleaders: “Gary, Gary, he’s our man, if he can’t do it, no one can!” He had already gotten his starter three years before, Squirtle, and had fully evolved. “Blastoise, I choose you! Use Water Gun on that balloon!” Sure enough, the Water Gun popped the balloon, and the net dropped, releasing the Pokéballs. “Good job Blastoise. Return.”
“We’re blasting off again!” Team Rocket yelled.
At last, Krys, Ty, and Kevin could begin their journey. They valiantly entered Oak’s lab, where there were only two Pokéballs. “I need one too,” Kevin said.
“There’s one in the back of the lab,” Prof. Oak began. “I would rather not give it to you, but seeing as you probably don’t want to wait, I’ll give it to you.” He went to the back of the lab, and retrieved the Pokéball. Without any warning, it opened with a marvelous light show. A yellow rodent, with a thunderbolt tail emerged. “This is Pikachu,” Oak explained. “Be careful; it’s rather stubborn and quite scared right now.”
“Pi…Ka…CHUUU!” Pikachu let out a Thunderbolt that threw Prof. Oak and Kevin backwards.
“I’ll take Bulbasaur,” Krys said, then grabbed the Pokéball.
“Then it looks like I get Charmander,” Ty exclaimed, then swiftlytook the Pokéball.
“OK. Now that we have given out the starters, I also have these for you.” Oak turned his back and removed three packages. “Inside these kits are five Pokéballs, and a Pokédex.” Oak handed the parcels out. “I assume you don’t want to wait here any longer.” As the trio turned, Oak stopped Kevin. “You’re going to need these.” He threw Kevin a pair of rubber gloves, and with that, the trio left.
Chapter 2: Catch of the Day
Krys was always the first one up at home back in Pallet Town. Today, although being two miles away from the twins’ home, was no different. She awoke to a bright, golden yellow sun set on a pale, sea blue background. She walked over to a shallow pool, splashed water on her face, then removed a washcloth from her backpack and began to wash up.
Ty yawned and stretched. His hand moved as if to shut off an alarm, but instead his hand collided with the dusty earth and he abruptly gave a start. “Whaaa…? Where’s the alarm clock?” He turned his head to see trees and another male body. He screamed.
After being yelled at, Kevin made an attempt to all back asleep but thought better of it and forced himself to wake up. “Who’s yelling at me?” He asked. Ty shyly raised a hand. “Why did you yell?” Ty shrugged, although he knew the real answer. Kevin snatched up Ty’s Pokéball and sent out Charmander. “Please make a fire so I can make breakfast,” Kevin ordered.
“Char,” it said, and its tail caught the branch pile on fire. Kevin took out a container of berries that were picked prior to this morning. Kevin built a small ledge for the container to rest on, and then placed the berry-filled container on the ledge. In three minutes, the berries were ready. “Breakfast is served,” Kevin proclaimed. The trio gathered around “breakfast” and didn’t stop until there were three berries left- one each for the three Pokémon.
After the team filled their stomachs, they set off on their way. A few minutes after leaving, a yellow caterpillar with a stinger on its head inched along the dirt path. Ty opened up his Pokédex. “Weedle,” it said. “The Hairy Bug Pokémon. It eats its weight in leaves every day. It fends off attackers with the needle on its head.”
“Hello, Weedle,” Ty declared. “It’s time for you to join us.” He pressed the small circle of the Pokéball and it expanded to twice its original size. “Pokéball, let’s go!” He sent the sphere flying towards the Weedle. The stinger made contact with the Pokéball and returned it back to Ty. “Aw, nuts,” he sighed. Just then, a teenage girl ran out of the bush. “Who are you?” Ty asked.
“Me? Oh, my name’s Lisa.” The wind blew Lisa’s long, brunette ponytail to the side. She looked down at the Weedle, who gazed back at her. “What were you doing trying to take my Weedle for yourself? You must be a part of Team Rocket!”
“What? No, we’re not Team Rocket!” Kevin exclaimed, stupefied by the comment. “We didn’t know you owned the Weedle; what were you doing, letting your Weedle roam free?”
“To be honest, it ran away from me.” Lisa sighed. “I guess I’m not good enough for it.” She sighed again, but more dramatically.
“I don’t think that’s the problem. I think you’re putting too much pressure on yourself to be perfect. There’s no perfect in life. There’s only excellent.” Kevin seemed to know a lot on the subject, arising question by Krys.
“Wow, Kevin, you know a lot on this,” Krys said.
“My parents drill that in my head all the time; they knew I was going to leave eventually,” Kevin explained. Behind his back, Lisa was apologizing profusely to Weedle, who didn’t seem to care much.
The sun had reached its highest point in the day, and Lisa was beginning to leave. “Weedle,” she began. “We have to get home. Return.” A red light shot out from the Pokéball and Weedle was returned to the sphere. However, as Lisa turned to leave, the Pokéball broke open and Weedle began to inch over to Ty. “No, Weedle. Return.” She tried again, and several more time after the second, but Weedle did not want to go back to Lisa. Lisa watched, distraught, as Weedle finally made its way over to Ty. “Weedle must really like you,” Lisa said. “Would you like it?”
Ty didn’t really know what to say. “Uh….s-s-sure!” He said through stammers.
“OK. Well, bye, Weedle,” Lisa concluded, and then broke down into sobbing fits.
“Do I take the Pokéball now?” Ty inquired.
“Go ahead. It’s yours now,” Kevin explained. A bittersweet turn of events. Ty “catches” his first Pokémon. “What else will happen? A meteor falls out of the sky?” Kevin said sarcastically.
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