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Now and Forever
Chapter One: Slam Jam, the Journey Begins
Chapter One: Slam Jam, the Journey Begins
The crowd cheered as the seconds ticked down. Unfortunately, they were cheering for the opposing team, the Dragons from Esut Xen City. They were just ahead of us, 45-46, in this basketball game. However, to our dismay, they had the ball. Soon the Hokkou eigth grade basketball crown would belong to them. The point guard took it down the floor. I jabbed at him. The ball bounced backwards, but he brought it back under control. He charged forward, but lost control of the ball. It rolled towards our hoop. I rushed at the ball and picked it up. I charged towards the hoop. I glanced at the clock. There was only five seconds left! Quickly, I put up a prayer shot on the perimeter as an opposing player tackled me to the ground. When I hit the floor, I heard the sweet sound of the ball going straight into the hoop. We had just won the eight grade championship! The arena ignited in celebration or (in the Dragon fans content) sad grim defeat. I jumped up and ran into the other nine beaming players on my team. Shouts rang through the arena, ?Way to go Connor! Connor! Connor! Connor!?
My best friend, Kody, ran up next to me, he slapped my back, ?You won the game, man!?
After the celebration ended, I joined my mom and dad and we headed home to our large house on Tornado Terrace Drive. The ivy-covered mansion stood welcome. As we headed into the house, I remembered, in all the excitement, that tomorrow I would start my pokemon journey.
?I wonder why we start at thirteen?? I thought. ?Kanto, Johto, Hoenn and those leagues always started at ten. Oh well, at least I got to train pokemon, unlike most of the regions on the southwestern continent.
?Good job, Connor,? my mother said to me as I tiredly stumbled off to bed.
?So are you ready for your journey?? my dad added.
I was too tired to answer. All that managed to come out was a low mumble.
The thunderstorm roared outside. The crackles and rumbles reverberated through my room. Trees were knocked to and fro outside in the great forest.
?This isn?t good,? I thought, before the pitter patter rhythm of the falling rain lulled me back to sleep.
The next day I woke up and rushed downstairs. The smells of fresh pancakes, eggs, and toast enveloped the room. My mother heaped three pancakes, two eggs, and two slices of toast onto a plate. She set it down and poured a rich glass of orange juice.
?Hi Mom,? I said has I quickly sat down and gulped down some orange juice. Pancakes, eggs, and toast quickly followed.
?Hey Connor,? she replied. ?Listen, they canceled the new pokemon at the laboratory. Dad bought you one though. You wanna? see it??
?Sure,? I said. ?Where is it??
?It?s out in the stables,? Mom replied.
?Sweet,? I said calmly. What if I didn?t get a water type? The stable stood a few acres behind our house. I panted as I rested my hand on the doorframe. I gently opened the door. I heard a clocking of hooves. Within the stable stood a colt. Its mane and tail was the color of the sunset, a fiery red. All else of him was pure white. This wasn?t good?
?It?s a fire type,? I murmured. ?How could they get me a fire type??
?Why?? I asked a while later. I sat in our house again, as unhappy as ever. ?Why did you get me a fire type? I hate fire types. I hate them.?
?Well,? my dad replied, ?it?s our family?s way. Every person that set out on a journey from the O?Brien family has been given a fire pokemon. Your grandpa had a Torkoal, I had a Charolt. Even your five aunts that are retired gym leaders had fire pokemon as starters. It?s the O?Brien way.?
?No,? I whisper, ?no, no, no!? I slung my backpack over my shoulder, slammed the door, and ran. ?To Kody?s house,? I thought, ?he?ll probably get a pokemon from his parents too, they?re so rich.?
I rang the doorbell in the usual manner and walked in, as he and I were such close friends.
?Hey Connor,? Kody said as he scurried down the stairs, his hand on the ivory railing.
?Hey, Kody,? I said glumly, ?you got a pokemon yet??
?Yah,? Kody replied, ?a Herbine.?
I lightened up a little, ?Hey, that?s what you wanted, isn?t it.?
?Yah,? he replied. ?Anyway, why the long face??
?Oh,? I grumbled, ?I got a stupid fire type.?
?I don?t get it,? I said a while later. ?I just don?t get it.?
?You?ll understand eventually,? Kody replied. ?Anyway, I bet you?ll still be a great trainer.?
?Yah,? I said, ?I guess. Anyway, I can catch tons of water types along the way.?
*****
As Connor sat pondering his journey, Ash, one of the greatest trainers was in a battle. He stood on a ship moving closer and closer to Hokkou.
The ship Orion 2 moved silently over the waters, but Ash Ketchum didn?t care. In fact, all he cared about was the battle he was in. The battle against his friend he had traveled in Hoenn with, Max. Max, Ash, Brock, and May where all heading to the region of Hokkou where Ash would try to win the Champion Tournament, one of the best leagues in the entire world. This was because it was the largest, at twenty-one official gym badges. After placing second to Tetsuya in the Hoenn League finals, placing well in the Battle Frontier, winning the Sevii League, and defeating Tetsuya in the Charleston Cup, he strived to win this one.
?Sceptile, Leaf Blade,? Max commanded. It had seemed just a few days ago he had started out, a Treecko in one hand, a Slakoth in the other. His gigantic squirrel, scratched and bruised from the long battle. His sister stood next to him cheering him on. The squirrel rushed at the gigantic lobster that Ash had trained. It sliced straight through the lobster and almost knocked him out, but not quite.
?Crawdaunt, use Bubblebeam then Headbutt,? Ash said to his pokemon. The lobster fired hundreds of small bubbles out of its claw. Next, it charged straight towards the squirrel. It stuck his head towards the large green squirrel. Before the bubbles could reach the squirrel it dodged the attack, but the lobster rammed its head into the stomach of the green squirrel.
?Sceptile, Double Team then Solar Beam,? Max commanded his pokemon. The lime-green squirrel with all the power it had left started to run around and around the lobster while it was charging up energy from the sun. The lobster stood confused in the middle while the squirrel finished charging its ray of solar energy.
?Now fire the beam, Iron Armor,? they said simultaneously.
Sceptile fired the beam just as Crawdaunt shielded itself with a steel coat of armor. Crawdaunt stood still for a couple of seconds while Sceptile fired pain-striking energy into the lobster. Just as Sceptile?s beam ended Crawdaunt dropped out of his armor onto the brownish floor. Ash had lost to Max!
*****
?We better get going,? Kody whispered.
?Sure,? I replied, in slightly better mood. ?Hey,? I welcomed, ?Charolt, come on out. I might as well let it run around. If it exercises enough it?ll sell higher.?
?You?re not going to sell it, are you?? Kody asked.
?Maybe,? I replied.
We walked through the forest, our journey had begun. The trees hung over the path as if watching us. We looked left and right, wondering why the forest was so quiet. My fiery colt strode beside me, its reddish mane and tail swaying in the wind. How I hated him!
A creak could be heard; a giant tree sped down towards us.
My colt released a fury of fire. ?Char, char,? it signaled, gesturing with its forehooves towards an open glade. The red flames held back the tumbling trunk.
We jumped out of the way. ?Charolt, return,? I said quickly. A red flash of light immersed the colt just as the giant tree came down.
Charolt had saved our lives.
We sat by the fire that night, looking about the forest. My colt sat, curled up; right next the fire, heating its fiery soul.
?Don?t know how I?ll make up for it Charolt,? I whispered, calmly stroking his mane. ?Good night, Kody,? I whispered, ?good night too, Charolt.?
I wasn?t going to sell him anymore.
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