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Old December 28th, 2012 (2:12 PM). Edited January 5th, 2013 by Serin.
Serin Serin is offline
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Fiction: This is the story about Drayden Reaper, a young boy born in poverty. It is told in the form of a letter(s) to his son either after Drayden is very old or has already passed away. Within the letter are narrated flashbacks.

Author: I write in a minimalist style. If you like a straightforward story, then sit back and relax, because this is gonna be a long one. If you like detail, I'm afraid you won't find too much of that here.

1/05/12-Chapter 2 now complete. Working on 3 now.


Dear [the name is too faded to read],

With the birth of a human, a bird, a flower, a Pokemon, comes the birth of a journey. Every living thing on the face of the universe...It has a story. The cycle of life...Ah, yes...the cycle of life. Birth is the most precious thing to witness, but in reality, it is also the darkest thing one could witness. A life form brought to life just to die; as soon as it enters into the world its life is slowly fading away. What to do when you're dying as long as you're alive? Make that life one hell of a story I'd say.

As you read this, I'll probably be long gone...But my story won't, I assure you that. You have probably already heard about me...My legacy. If not, I'll do what I never got the chance to do; that bedtime story I wish I could have told you so long ago. My son, I will tell you my story. Your old man's life. Oh, don't stop reading now. I promise you, this will be one story you would have killed to hear. A young boy from Pallet Town that grew up in poverty, raised by his single mother, grew to be a champion that will be the tales of many late night campfires to come. Ah, maybe I'm just glamourizing the whole thing. Anybody would think their own life was amazing. I'd like to take you on a journey into mine though and you can decide for yourself...But remember, I am your prequel. Use that...
Your father, Drayden Reaper

The Beginning – KANTO


I wish I really could have known my parents; the struggling couple that could never afford to raise Pokemon, let alone a human child. Pallet Town...Oh what a place; a peaceful place. It was easy to breathe in the calm air and relax. The lack of activity gave one time to think about their inner being and the outside world and that is what creates exceptional beings; those that understand themselves, able to focus on taking on what the world has to offer. Think about it; Ash Ketchum, Professor Oak, and even Gary Oak. Well, I wasn't exactly from Pallet Town because, well, my parents couldn't afford even the small taxes of such a small town. I grew up in the wild, good old Route 1, just outside of Pallet Town.

My parents and I lived in a small shack. All I remember from there is my mother bringing home fresh-picked berries everyday, and my father always coming back late at night. My mother said that my dad was a gambler, and he was the reason we never had any money. I could never relate to him, as I never knew him really. And one day, he was just gone from my life forever. Mother said he was involved with Team Rocket and well, they didn't like something...or...I don't know, that's a whole 'nother story though.

Anyways, Route 1 right outside of Pallet Town. Around the age of six or seven, I started venturing off. I always hung around Pallet Town and met a couple of kids my age, but I wanted to know what else was in the world. A couple of my buddies and myself headed to Viridian City, not too far up Route 1.


“Hey Sam, slow down some, will ya?!” The young boy chased after his group of friends who were all a bit older than him. “Hurry up Dray!” Called the one in the front. Drayden stopped to catch his breath, sweat dripping off his face forming dark spots on the brown dirt below. It was the middle of the summer and the sun was scorching; wild Pokemon rustled about in the nearby grass as the air stood as still as a Sudowoodo. “Oh, give him a break Ketchum!” Sam said, “It is hot out here. We could all use a break.” The boy in the front crossed his arms, “I said...Don't call me that!” He walked towards a pile of rocks and jumped up on the tallest boulder. “The ocean is that way..” He said, pointing west.

The five boys sprinted happily, weaving through the tall grass and going up and down the small rolls of hills across the plains right off Route 1. Wild Pokemon scattered in fear from the rushing adolescents. Dray, still lagging behind, stared at the running Rattata and Pidgey as he passed them. He never really understood Pokemon; where they come from; what gave them their power. All of his friends already had their first Pokemon, but Dray knew he would never get that chance as his mom couldn't afford to take care of one.

“Come on Dray, we're here!” Sam screamed as the 4 in the lead came up to the cliff hanging over the deep blue water. “We can get down over here.” Another boy in the group said, pointing towards a slope heading down the cliff into the water. “But how will we get back up?” Dray asked. Sam and the others looked at him. “That's apart of the adventure my boy!” Sam lit up as he ran towards the slope. “Hey Ketchum, wanna go first?” Sam said mockingly. “I said...don't-call-me-that!” The boy took off his blue jacket and turned his cap backwards, backing up to get a running start.

“Woah, what are you gonna do Richie?” Another boy said.

Richie ran at full speed towards the edge of the cliff and leaped off, tucking in his arms and legs to create a huge splash on the surface of the blue ocean. “Ha! Watch this!” Sam backed up, taking off his white-button up shirt, ready to leap off as well. He followed after Richie and did a front flip as he leaped off the cliff, diving in head first as he completed his turn. All the boys were hyped up, jumping in after Richie and Sam. Only Dray remained at the top of the cliff, too afraid to jump in. “Oh, come on Dray!” One boy said. “Yeah, Dray! Come on!” Richie yelled after. “It's really not that scary Dray!” Sam tried comforting the younger boy. “Just close your eyes and jump.”

Dray took a deep breath and walked just a few inches from the edge of the cliff. He closed his eyes and lifted one foot off the cliff but immediately backed up. “I can't you guys. I'll just wait for you up here okay?”

“Yeah, whatever, scaredy-Meowth!” Said one boy.

Dray turned away from his companions splashing in the cool, blue water. He found a nearby rock to sit on and watched the tall grass for movements of Pokemon. Deep down he wanted to see more, they always did fascinate him. The scorching heat on his back made it hard for him to think, and his friends were all yelling in joy as they played in the water. “Raaaticaaate!” A screech came from the tall grass and small Rattata came scurrying out. “Ah more, Pokemon!” Dray watched in excitement as he stood up, but behind the Rattata came a few large Pokemon he never seen before. “Raaati-Raaaticate!” The large brown rats glared with evil eyes at Dray, their large dirty teeth were pronounced with terror.

“Umm...guys?” Dray backed up towards the cliff as the Raticate came closer, their long tails whipping the air and teeth gnarling menacingly. They then charged at Dray and he turned and began to run along the cliff-side, still too afraid to jump into the water. “Hey what are you running for, Dray?” Sam called. “Holy crap! Raticate!” Richie yelled. The four boys began to swim as fast as they could, following the cliff-side to find a way up. Dray ran and screamed, the Raticate slowly getting closer. “You gotta jump Dray!” Sam yelled. “Yeah, come on Dray. Jump!” The other boys tried to encourage him. “Viridian City is just up ahead!” Dray yelled back. “You're not gonna make it though!” Sam said.

Dray's legs began to wear out and he shifted towards the edge of the cliff. One Raticate was snipping at his heels and reached in to bite his leg right as he jumped off the towards the water. It barely missed and the pursuing Raticate skidded to a stop. “Raaaticate!” The pack screeched. Dray grabbed onto a rock to hold himself up and catch his breath as his companions swam towards him. “You sure are lucky kid!” Richie said, “Those Raticate would have gnawed you to pieces!” “Oh shut up. As long as he's alright.” Sam said. “Come on, we'll be right at Viridian City if we swim to that shoreline over there.” They all swam slowly towards the small sandy beach that sloped up towards the plains right outside of Viridian City. The soaking wet boys created puddles of sandy mud as they trekked slowly up towards the city. “Boy, oh boy.” The boys looked in awe. “You've never been up here have you Dray?” Sam asked. Dray shook his head. It was bigger than he expected and he looked at the buildings in amazement. The large gym up the street fascinated him as they walked along the concrete pavement. His view of the world grew and he wanted to see more of it.


When I think about it now, Viridian City wasn't actually that big, but it was big to me. The largest building I had ever seen was Prof. Oak's lab in Pallet Town. Speaking of Prof. Oak, Sam and Richie were always the biggest of rivals, always trying to outdo the other. Richie and the other boys never really liked me as much as Sam did. He was always there to look out after me, and I became great friends with him and his father, who treated me like a second son. It was dark when we were on our way back to Pallet Town, but Sam's Charmander was able to light the path using the fire on its tail. That was a day I would never forget, and you could say it really inspired me to learn more about the Pokemon world. For the next four years, I traveled with Sam, and sometimes Richie and the others, getting into all sorts of trouble. It dawned on me; if you're not getting into trouble, then you're really not having fun.
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