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Rating : IDK, maybe everyone above 10 who understand's English quite well.
Okay, but remember this is my first Fanfic and I'm not as good as my bro so, wish me luck!
Characters so far:
Warner Andrew : Male Protagonist #1
Mr. Andrew : Father of Warner
Ms. Andrew : Mother of Warner
Leifèn Schwiz : Second-in-Command of Team Marsh
Galiv Mouscar : Boss of Team Marsh
Team Marsh : Evil Team (xD)
Will be updated as chapters pass
Fuchsia City, Safari Zone
“Only 3 more Safari Balls left!” said the Safari Zone guide.
“I know that.” said Andrew.
It was Andrew’s little “vacation” from work, back in Castelia City, in the Unova region. He was almost in his 40’s, and he planned to catch more Pokémon from the Safari Zone for his son, Warner. Andrew was not so enthusiastic about visiting the Kanto region, but he knew Warner had stored many Pokémon in Bill’s PC including a shiny Staryu. He wanted to catch as many Pokémon as possible, and deposit them all in his son’s PC. He might get a surprise the next time he accesses it in Kanto. Andrew wanted to then throw off his shirt and relax near the sea.
He was wearing a tropical, beach-like T-shirt, safari pants and fancy boots, making him look like a complete idiot. But Andrew had his own styles of fashion. “The more you look different, the better you are.” he used to say.
Suddenly, something popped out of the grass. It was wild Chansey, looking rather alarmed to know that someone was nearby.
“A wild Chansey.” breathed Andrew.
“Go! Go! Go!” urged the Safari Zone Guide, “Only a minute remaining to catch it!”
The Safari Zone Warden had cleverly put guides in charge of any visitors who try to play the “Safari Zone Catch a Pokémon” game. He had heard news that people use mischievous tricks to catch Pokémon including physically catching them and then throwing Safari Balls. He also heard people pocket Safari Balls and not return them when asked to put the remaining Safari Balls on the tray. Now the idea was turning out to be rather successful.
Andrew threw a Safari Ball. The Chansey held a surprised expression just before getting inside the Safari Ball.
After the Safari Ball shook a few times, the Chansey broke out, leaving Andrew with two more Safari Balls in his pocket.
“Shoot! I was so close!” said Andrew.
The Chansey risked a mild glance at Andrew, shortly before trying to flee.
“No!” shouted Andrew.
He ran after Chansey, throwing another Safari Ball in the vain attempt to catch it.
“You won’t get away from me, Chansey!” promised Andrew.
He tried to use every tactic. He threw a stone, he threw some bait and he tried making loud, unusual noises to stop the Pokémon. But all that just made the Chansey more desperate to run away.
Andrew gasped. He wasn’t used to chasing wild Pokémon. Why, he was a Pokémon researcher working for the world famous “PokéShon” company, who researched Pokémon history and existence. How to chase a Pokémon wasn’t exactly on the list for job priorities in his contract.
He was getting tired now. He decided to catch the Chansey using his strength. He leaped and caught the Chansey’s leg, seconds before using the last Safari Ball on it. The Chansey came out caught.
“Yes!” gasped Andrew. He was too tired to celebrate so he simply lay down to rest.
“Congratulations, sir,” gasped the Safari Zone Guide, who apparently wasn’t a good runner either, “But you must release the Chansey.”
Andrew quickly got up and enquired, “Why?”
“That’s because you have used physical force to capture that Pokémon.” growled the guide, having explained this quite a lot of times, “And that’s against the rules.”
“But couldn’t you make an exception?” pleaded Andrew, “You know how hard it is to find a wild Chansey.”
“I’m sorry sir, but rules are, and always will be, rules.” said the guide, “We will have to go to the exit from here. Either way, your time is also up and you have run out of Safari Balls.”
Back in the office, Andrew got a phone call from his wife.
“Honey, we are in trouble.” said Ms. Andrew in an urgent tone.
“Why, what happened?” asked Andrew.
“The Pokémon Storage System in Kanto has been infiltrated.” said his wife.
“What?” asked back a surprised Andrew.
“Yes, all of Warner’s Pokémon, including the shiny Staryu.” said his wife.
“This is a disaster!” gasped Andrew. “What do Professor Oak and Bill have to say for themselves?”
“I couldn’t reach Bill, but Professor Oak said that the Pokémon Storage system was left… “Unhandled”.” said his wife.
Unhandled? He wondered. How?
Comments from my part:
Let me get you straight, Andrew is not the main hero or something, as explained in the Characters section. I'm not going into further details as it will render spoilers. I didn't want to make my Prologue creepy, mysterious and less-dialogued because I didn't feel like. If there is any kind of vagueness in this story, it could be revealed in later chapters, but for the sake of it, please add in your reviews. This story is not meant to be fast-read, meaning it does not take too much time in describing things which you could just skip through. I didn't put all those spaces to make it feel longer. This whole thing was made in MS Word and I'm positive there is negligible amount of spelling errors, though grammatical mistakes might be frequent.
Last edited by C_r_e_a_m_p_u_f_f; August 17th, 2012 at 03:45 AM.
Okay, felt lazy enough to add the first chapter.
Ever Grande City, Pokémon League
Leifèn Schwiz was not very pleased. It had taken him a day and a half to hack into the Pokémon Storage System in Kanto, another day to pick the best location, and four hours to do the actual stealing. Not to mention he was doing that right now. He tried to calm himself. He had to answer a lot of questions a while ago about why did he pick this place. Nobody would have thought of making a base right in front of the Pokémon League, but he had good reasons.
Firstly, it was the furthest away he could go from Kanto without losing strong and reliable signal. This meant that it would take a long time to track his team from Kanto. Of course, Hoenn would too be searching eventually, but there are not many technical experts other than that blasted Devon Corporation. He gave the Devon Corp. some technical difficulties the other day, and they can’t be reached at the moment. So they are safe.
Secondly, who would search right in front of the Pokémon League for criminals? Yes, it is the place of most importance in the Hoenn region, but it is starting to look like a place of historical importance. Not many trainers take the Hoenn Gym Challenge nowadays. But Schwiz liked Hoenn. According to him, Hoenn had the best Pokémon in the whole world. Unova too was getting more importance these days and he was too clever to miss it. After all, the Champion and half the Elite Four are busy somewhere else, so there isn’t much of a threat in case something goes wrong and they are detected.
And finally, Hoenn is a sea-dominated region and Ever Grande city is a highly elevated island, and the only way to get to it is climbing that savage, thundering waterfall which obviously scares away even the bravest Pokémon.
Galiv Mouscar, the boss, would be very pleased. He may even appoint him as temporary leader of Team Marsh. Schwiz had been Second-in-command for Team Marsh for quite a lot of time. In fact, he planned almost all the latest operations. Little did he know what his boss’s work was, and how he saves their hide every time, how he finances the whole operation, how he makes sure that they are unsuspected and detected the whole time.
Schwiz was wearing a wet black shirt and pants. He was wearing sunglasses due to the sunlight, and was sitting in
Schwiz liked Pokémon. He loved thinking about them, in contrary to what he had been taught. He had been taught that Pokémon are merely tools to get our job done. But he tried to wipe his mind clear of those things. It might interfere with his job and judgment later on.
“Schwiz, the boss wishes to speak with you.” said a Grunt.
What does he want this time? He wondered. Might as well hope it is a promotion…
He picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“Schwiz, I hope everything is going well.” said a harsh, stern voice.
“Y-yes, boss Mouscar!” replied Schwiz, rather hurriedly.
“So, anything special yet?” demanded Mouscar.
“No boss! Only rare Pokémon and a couple of Shiny Pokémon.” said Schwiz. He transferred all the data collected from the transfer till now to his boss.
“Bah, worthless!” said Mouscar, looking at all the Pokémon they’ve stolen.
“Boss, they are all getting trained to be used by our Grunts.” said Schwiz.
“These kind of Pokémon couldn’t even move boxes, forget being used by our Grunts.” said Mouscar, as he went through the Pokémon collected so far.
Schwiz was obviously hurt by this comment, but he kept quiet. He knew better than to reason with his boss.
“And what about that silly encyclopedia?” asked Mouscar.
“Pokédex, boss.” corrected Schwiz.
“Whatever, answer the question.” retorted an impatient Mouscar.
“We’ve received the model from the lab, it is currently being tested.” said Schwiz.
“And is it capable of scanning Pokémon, and display all information?” asked Mouscar.
Schwiz scowled. He didn’t like answering so many questions. It was a trait he picked from the boss himself.
“Yes boss. We’ve also discovered that it can simulate the current status, ability, power and even potential moves of a specific Pokémon.”
“Hmm, it is a battle tool. It could come in handy quite a lot of times.” said Mouscar. “Keep searching. Also start making copies of that encyclopedia. It will come in handy. This is a vital operation Leifèn Schwiz, and I trust you won’t ruin it.”
“Yes boss.” said Schwiz as he kept the phone.
He was relieved. At least the conversation went well. He got excited as he thought what he would do once he was the boss.
Comments from my part:
Pokémon League, Unova Region
The battle was getting intense in the Pokémon league stadium in Unova. Warner and his opponent were down to just one Pokémon, and it wasn’t clear who had the upper hand. It was back to a classic Infernape versus Gallade fight, though Infernape wasn’t feeling too good a while back. And the fact that this was the finals of the Pokémon League obviously multiplied the intensity.
Come on Infernape, just a little more… thought Warner as he hoped his Infernape would win it for him.
“It looks like this battle has come down to one Pokémon for both trainers!” exclaimed the announcer. “But does Infernape have the fight left to defend itself? We will have to find out!”
The crowd was bustling with excitement as they waited to see how this would end.
“Well, I guess you’re pretty much beat, eh?” remarked his opponent.
“Dream on, wiseguy.” retorted Warner.
“Gallade, close in!” ordered the opponent.
Gallade obeyed his trainer and moved closer to Infernape, cautiously watching Infernape’s left foot, which was wounded by a Mega Punch back at the start of the match.
Warner thought fast. He knew that his opponent was up to something, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He was just thinking about what would happen if Gallade unleashed that Psycho Cut on Infernape’s wounded foot when he realized the whole plot.
“Now Gallade, Psycho Cut!” ordered his rival.
“Infernape, Fire punch!” ordered Warner.
But it was too late. Gallade’s attack closed in and hit Infernape’s wounded foot. Besides the fact that the hit was very much effective on the fighting-type Infernape and it hit his wounded foot and made Infernape immediately fall to the ground, it also made Warner aware of how slow and tired Infernape has become.
“A critical hit on Infernape!” exclaimed the announcer.
The crowd became silent.
“No!” shouted Warner. “Infernape, hang in there!”
The very next moment, Infernape got up, setting the crowd off again.
“That’s the spirit!” exclaimed Warner.
“In… fern… ape!” said a very confident Infernape. He was emitting a red hot flame from its body now. Warner quickly realized that this was his Blaze ability unleashed. He now knew two things: that Infernape has its power and speed boosted, and that Infernape can’t stand much more hits.
The crowd cheered. They were obviously expecting a major comeback from Infernape.
“Infernape, Mach Punch!” ordered Warner.
Before anyone could react, Infernape zoomed in and hit Gallade on the face. That stunned it for a few seconds.
“Now, use Fire Punch!” ordered Warner.
“Gallade, Close Combat!” ordered his opponent.
But Infernape was evidently much faster. He whacked Gallade on the face again, and by the looks of it, Gallade was badly hurt. He fell down to the ground. The crowd cheered.
“Infernape has knocked Gallade down with just two punches! Who knows what’s going to happen next!” exclaimed the announcer.
“Gallade, get up, quick!” shouted Warner’s opponent.
Gallade got up. He looked very beaten up. Suddenly, his body turned red and shot out flame.
“And to make matters worse, Gallade just got burnt!” said the announcer.
The crowd got even louder.
“Oh no…” said Warner’s opponent to himself.
“Infernape, Flare Blitz!” ordered Warner.
“Gallade, Giga Impact!” ordered his opponent.
They both closed in with their moves. Suddenly the whole stadium got covered with smoke, and when the fog lifted, Infernape and Gallade lay right next to each other on the ground. The crowd grew silent.
“Who will get up first? Who? The end of this year’s Pokémon League is near, friends!” exclaimed the announcer.
“Infernape, you can do it!” said Warner.
“Gallade, hang on!” said his opponent.
Both of them got up. But Gallade got another spasm from his burn and fell again and this time for good.
“Gallade is unable to battle! The winner of the Pokémon League is Warner from Castelia City!” declared the referee.
The crowd roared.
“Yes!” shouted Warner. “Yes! Oh, Infernape, we did it! We won the league!”
And so it was, and the celebrations proceeded on in Unova, as Warner got another League win under his belt.
Comments from my part:
Nothing much, but this is my style of depicting Pokémon Battles. Anyway, the whole thing, as usual, was made in MS Word.
Very cool, I love how you depicted the battle between Infernape and Gallade in chapter 2. Battles are very difficult to describe(heck, most action-filled chapters are) in words, I should know. But you nailed it, if you ask me. I'll look forward to the next chapter.
Pain is only temporary, giving up lasts forever.
This is actually a very intriguing story about a break in for the PC. It's a nice twist on most stories I've heard of. However, there are a few things I'd like to address:
I've noticed that you tend to avoid using 'said' as a speech tag like the plague, which is not a good thing. As a matter of fact, you should be using that the most often. Why? Because it's a common word and doesn't jump out of the page as 'promised' does. I would highly recommend using said more often while avoiding alternate speech tags. Not using said becomes noticeable, and that's not exactly something you want readers to be taking notice of. So try to use said more often with dialogue.
You don't use 'who' because a company isn't a person. (Disregard the fact that American corporations are treated as individuals in regards to law.)
Onto Chapter Two:
Anyway, to put it bluntly, I thought the battle was poorly described. It was nearly a series of actions mixed in with few thoughts from Warner. Infernape's wounded foot is apparently its Achille's Heel (and not speaking literally but metaphorically) because its foot will be injured and cause it to somehow faint? Not gonna work. It's only a foot. If your foot gets shot, will you die? Unless you manage to bleed to death, no, you won't. So Infernape wouldn't, and shouldn't, be that vulnerable when its foot is injured. Instead, it would show that its battling prowess is stinted because of its injury. Like, say, that Infernape can't jump around or run or move as fast as it could without an injury. But trying to injure a foot even more won't do a darn thing.
I thought your battle asked for a lot more description. It was mainly a series of commands and attacks into a jumble of paragraphs that didn't strike me as visual at all, when you should have emphasized the battle. You say that the battle is the Championship, yet there are next to no emotions dedicated to explaining Warner's feelings about it. There wasn't much tension in the scenes. The battle almost became predictable, and you don't want readers to be able to predict what's going on. There should have been more thoughts about Warner and how he felt about the battle. The battle screamed for more descriptions, and that doesn't mean describe all the attacks into detail but rather describe the movements of the Pokemon and how they acted towards each other. Bring life out of the scene. Give it imagery. How does the battlefield feel? Is it a dry, dusty field so that whenever Infernape and Gallade exchange blows, dirt is thrown into the air that made a dry mist hang over? See, you have to tell the readers what's going on. Descriptions are vital for Pokemon battles. And remember that Pokemon battles are what practically drive the Pokemon world. I think the scene needs more impact as well, so I'll leave it to you as to how you'll come up with a way to make it more emotional so that readers can connect to the characters, specifically Warner.
And no, don't brush this off as 'It's just the way I depict battles.' I'll be honest here: it's not doing you any good if you think you won't improve or don't make the effort to.
And going on about Chapter One...
I found Schwiz to be the most interesting character out of this story so far. I like his ambition that he has to hide around his boss to keep his position. He's a smart mind, and I admire that. However, I did find that how he acted around his boss was way too out of character for him. Of course, you could describe that as his character, but the way you expressed his thoughts made me believe that he wasn't easily intimidated by his boss. I thought he would be a bit more comfortable. Schwiz seems to be the type of fellow who would be calm and collected, slowly biding his time to become the new leader of Team Marsh. It sounded so odd for Schwiz as an obedient 'advisor' to the leader, because he sounded so much more confident. He had that spark in his mind that looked like he was a stronger-willed than how you portrayed. I found him much too willing. In addition, I found Schwiz's habit of saying 'Boss' all the time to be thoroughly annoying.
[FONT="Calibri"]Firstly, it was the furthest away he could go from Kanto without losing strong and reliable signal.[/quote]
Firstly sounds wrong to me; try 'First.' The same goes with 'secondly' that you use later on. Make that 'second.'
Overall, I did enjoy this story, but it could have been a lot better. There are a few habits you have that can be easily broken, such as using said more often while putting in more descriptions. Don't describe what clothes look like, because no one actually cares. Harsh, I know, but that's exactly how the reader's mind works. I also highly suggest that you proofread more thoroughly for some grammatical mistakes as well as diction. If you want any help with that, there's the Beta Lounge always available where you can find yourself a Beta Reader, who should be able to help you with any of your literary problems.
If anything, I hope I didn't sound insulting and I hope I didn't discourage you from writing. It's a fine story idea; I do truly like it, but I believe that you could refine your story. So, do me a favor and polish your story until it's a sparkling gem. If you have any questions or concerns, whether it pertains to my review or not, feel free to ask me. I'll keep an eye on your story to see how it progresses.