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Chapter 2 is now up, could someone please explain to me how to hyperlink my chapter titles to the post that chapter is in?
Essentially this is something that I have been thinking about for awhile now but only really sat down to write in the past week.
While this is very standard OT sort of stuff to begin with it does pick up by Chapter 4 if you'll bear with me that long.
Please be critical with reviews, as I do want to make this as good as possible.
Chapter 1 - Arrogance
Chapter 2 - Horror
Chapter 1 - Arrogance
"The Pokemon World is still reeling from the death of the esteemed Professor Rowan . The seventy-eight year old, who died last night, contributed in leaps and bounds to our understanding of Pokemon evolution in a way that will surely have him remembered for many years to come. There is much speculation as to who will takeover his research and funding following his death. We are now going live to a reporter in Sangdem Town…"
The T.V. blared noisily in the background as he took a final look around his bedroom, his own private little space in the world. The house fell silent as he gathered his bag and turned off the T.V. while throwing his bag over his shoulder. He walked down and out of the house, slamming the door with what seemed a slightly ominous sound to him, but then again his imagination was probably kick-started by nerves to some degree. Yes Arthur thought to himself, I'm just being a melodramatic Prima Donna. After all people do this every year.
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"Where is he?" Ella leaned on the wall outside the lab, sitting and enjoying the early morning sun. Of course she was the first one here, she thought, smirking. Thomas had arrived about ten minutes ago and now they were just waiting for Arthur, but even if he were here it wouldn't matter yet. The Professor was inside talking to a trainer, who looked a few years older than them and examining something she couldn't see. Normally she didn't mind being outside the lab, because she generally saw some rare, or foreign pokemon she would normally never see. Today though, today she was too excited to sit still and look around. She was going to get her own pokemon! A shadow fell over her, jarring her out of her reverie.
"Where's your boyfriend?" Thomas quipped. Thomas had always been a friend, ever since they were little, but when Arthur had arrived a few months ago and they had been spending their time as a threesome, instead of a twosome, he had been just a bit… distant. Now though she was probably not going to see him for months after they reached the first gym she lamented to herself
"I don't know Thomas, jealous?" she finally said after sort of collecting her thoughts.
"Woah, defensive much?" he said, taking a step back "Anyway did you see that Dragonite flying north earlier? Flew right over me when I was running here! That's gotta be a good sign, right?" he grinned nervously, signs of their less familiar relationship showing.
"Yeah man," he seemed to relax when she engaged him, "I actually think I saw it taking off from the lab!" she said as she pushed herself from the ground, dislodging some pebbles down the grassy verge around the lab.
"No way! Probably was some powerful trainer like Lance! How sick would that be?" he said, getting all wrapped up in some day dream of mighty happenings in in their small town, just like they would play when they were kids.
"Hey there's Arthur!" he shouted just as the door of the lab opened and the Professor emerged, followed by that trainer he had been talking to. She only got to see a large rip down the back of his canvas jacket and a shock of wavy black hair before he moved back inside the lab.
"Ah excellent, we're all here," the Professor exclaimed, beaming at them as Arthur ran up, puffing and panting, "well come inside all of you, there's some last minute things that I need to explain." The professor steered the three through the cluttered lab, with it's gleaming white tiles and banks of computers towards the more homely back of the lab. Making their way through this they entered into a room none of them had ever been allowed in, with rows and rows of shelves with hundreds of occupied pokeballs. Behind her she herd a sharp gasp, and she turned to see Thomas standing there, staring at the hundreds of pokemon in wonder and amazement. As the Professor chivvied them through this room to the living room, she caught the unconcealed looks of excitement upon the faces of her companions as they all dropped down onto a sofa facing the Professor who was in his regular chintz armchair. Sunlight streamed through the high arched eastern windows, making the room slightly sticky and uncomfortable. Already Arthur was twisting a strand of his curly golden brown hair around a finger, betraying his nervousness, while the Professor seemed quite happy to just sit there in silence for a moment. Then the other trainer strode through the door and handed the Professor three pokedexes and pokeballs. Getting a closer look at him Ella saw that he was probably slightly taller than Thomas and while he may have been good looking, it was all marred by the still visible signs of adolescent acne. Turning her attention away from him she saw the Professor take a deep breath in, no doubt for one of his rambling speeches Ella thought, and then he begun;
"First, I feel I should introduce Lewis here. He just delivered some updated parts for the pokedex. These updates will-"
"Yes, but does this have any real effect on us Professor? Can't we just have our pokemon? Pretty please?" Arthur interrupted cheekily, his blue eyes flashing as he said this. The Professor seemed to be swelling up to explode, Ella thought as she looked on horrified by how much this would delay getting their pokemon now. Arthur couldn't sit there for 5 minutes while the Professor explained about this Pokedex stuff. No. He had to piss off the Professor and now they would have to sit through some 40 minute lecture about manners. She was going to kill him when they got out of here.
"Professor Oak, you know that these three are only here for their pokemon. He's just saying what they were all thinking Sir, and don't worry I'll explain it all to them on the road when their attention may be a tiny bit more focused." The other trainer, Lewis, Ella corrected herself, interceded in a surprisingly posh voice for such a scruffy looking trainer, and Ella felt a surge of gratitude for him as he had obviously seen the Professor puffing up for a lecture.
"On the road?" Thomas cut in, "So is he starting his pokemon journey with us now?"
"No, nothing like that, mate," Lewis answered for the Professor, "I'm just heading north as far as Rota, and unless you are planning to swim south to Cinnanbar you'll all be heading to Viridian at least, right?"
"Well I doubt my lungs could cope with that really, so right you are." Thomas said, flashing Lewis a broad grin.
"Well that's something that you can all figure out as you said, on the road. Lewis you are, however, quite right and as these two fine young gentlemen will no doubt agree first choice should go to the lady in our midst." The Professor turned to Ella as he said this, proffering her a choice between three poke balls, through the translucent red tops of which she could see the miniature forms of a Bulbasuar, a Charmander and a Squirtle.
"Actually, Professor, we already agreed on who would receive which pokemon before we got here," Ella explained, "Charmander for me, Squirtle for Thomas and Bulbasaur for Arthur."
"Well, that's very sensible of you all," said the Professor while handing the poke balls to the appropriate people, "that does save me the near unavoidable tantrums that at least one new trainer always has at not getting the pokemon they wanted. However, as Lewis essentially pointed out earlier none of you really care about the reveries of an old man, so the very best of luck to you all!"
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"Hey, beautiful, want to have a drink with the next champion?" Arthur span round on his stool to see some douche with over gelled blond hair leering at Ella. Not on my watch, he thought furiously, leaping off his chair. No way was some random dude going to come in and get off with Ella.
"Actually dear I'd rather drink a bucket of cold sick if it's all the same to you." Ella replied without even looking at the guy, who looked rather affronted. Arthur made to sit down again, smirking, when the guy leaned forward to brush a lock of Ella's short chocolate hair behind her ear.
"Come on darling, I just got my 8th badge from Viridian Gym and I want to celebrate!" The blonde guy said while flashing a toothy smile at Ella. Now this pissed Arthur off. While a few guys had come and hit on Ella, this guy was the first one who had been really persistent. Arthur could understand it, since even at sixteen Ella was, as his mother said, very mature which did slightly annoy him since despite all three being the same age people constantly thought Ella was a few years older than them. Throw that together with some short shorts and a tight black tank top and you had a recipe for disaster in any bar really.
"Look mate she said no, so back off, yeah?" Arthur said, giving the guy a shove in the chest for emphasis.
"Oh look at Mr Tough Guy," the blonde guy sneered, "want to battle about it pip squeak?" He menacingly pulled an ultra ball from his belt. Now when Arthur thought back on this later he was never able to explain to himself why he didn't just say no. He reasoned that since Lewis had left them in a bar with an open tab for 3 hours alcohol probably had quite a lot to do with what came out of his mouth.
"Yeah fine dickhead, lets go outside!" He slurred slightly as he said this, vaguely aware that Thomas was now standing behind him, trying to ascertain what was happening. "Come on lets go!" Arthur shouted cockily while walking towards the doors. Behind him Arthur heard Thomas telling Ella that they should let Arthur sort out his own mess. Fine you coward, Arthur ranted in his head as he pushed open the doors.
The cold air outside was like a slap in the face, and served to sober up Arthur just enough for him to realise that he had probably made a massive error. As the blonde guy followed him through the doors and opened his ball to reveal a Skarmory, Arthur realised he had definitely made a massive error. Arthur looked around nervously, hoping beyond hope that someone might intercede on his behalf. To his dismay the streets of Viridian were near deserted at this hour, not that it would have mattered anyway. The city got a massive traffic of trainers, due to the Gym, Trainer House and it's proximity to Indigo Plateau. Arthur had broken out in a slightly nervous sweat. Sure Lexy, his Bulbasaur, had gained a few levels on their way up route 1. Hell it even knew vine whip now. Still there was no way it could beat that Skarmory. He nervously released Lexy from it's ball. The blonde guy grinned arrogantly and opened his mouth to no doubt utter some disdainful comment, until a shout broke through the preternatural silence of the night.
"Oi!" The voice came from behind Arthur and was accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps running towards him. "Why don't you fight someone a teeny bit more experienced mate?" The voice, which Arthur had finally placed as Lewis', said with ill-concealed contempt in his voice.
"Whatever posh boy," the blonde guy jeered, "I'll deal with the pip-squeak next."
"Arthur get out of the way," Lewis said calmly, tossing a poke ball down, to reveal an Espeon. "This will only take a second."
"Yeah cos' that lil runt is dead," the blonde guy said, "Amminios, Drill Peck!" At his order the steely bird rose up into the sky, then swooped down with it's sharp beak extended like a javelin towards Lewis' Espeon.
"Valerius, Detect!" The forked tail of the violet cat stiffened at this command, and then, when Arthur was so scared for it that he nearly looked away, Valerius shimmied gracefully to the left of its opponent, leaving the hapless Skarmory to plow its beak deep into the concrete of the pavement.
"Now, Valerius, Zap Cannon!" With this, the small feline seemed to spit a ball of crackling electrical energy at the trapped bird, which was struck square between its wings serving to dislodge it from the pavement and send it into a tumbled heap on the floor. For a moment it struggled to its feet and Arthur found his heart swelling for this plucky bird but then its eyes glassed over, and before it could begin to fall again a thing stream of red light hit it as the blonde guy returned it to its ball.
"Woah I was just messing around, chill out" the blonde guy muttered.
"Really?" Lewis sneered sarcastically, "I thought my 'lil runt' was dead and then you were gonna deal with Arthur here? Or are you gonna leave now? Think about it really hard mate and then run along, okay?" With that, he turned and steered Arthur back into the bar. Once they were inside Lewis turned to Arthur, who was already cringing from the tongue lashing the blonde guy had been given. To Arthur's immense relief he had a smile on his face.
"So Arthur, you just beat a trainer with 8 badges mate! How does that feel?" Lewis said, grinning from ear to ear.
"What…" Arthur started before Lewis cut across him.
"Well I assume that's what you want Ella to think, right?" Without waiting for an answer Lewis, darted head of him through the second set of doors, Valerius bounding ahead with him, to regale everyone with tales of Arthur's unlikely victory against insurmountable odds.
Essentially this is something that I have been thinking about for awhile now but only really sat down to write in the past week.
While this is very standard OT sort of stuff to begin with it does pick up by Chapter 4 if you'll bear with me that long.
Please be critical with reviews, as I do want to make this as good as possible.
Chapter 1 - Arrogance
Chapter 2 - Horror
Chapter 1 - Arrogance
"The Pokemon World is still reeling from the death of the esteemed Professor Rowan . The seventy-eight year old, who died last night, contributed in leaps and bounds to our understanding of Pokemon evolution in a way that will surely have him remembered for many years to come. There is much speculation as to who will takeover his research and funding following his death. We are now going live to a reporter in Sangdem Town…"
The T.V. blared noisily in the background as he took a final look around his bedroom, his own private little space in the world. The house fell silent as he gathered his bag and turned off the T.V. while throwing his bag over his shoulder. He walked down and out of the house, slamming the door with what seemed a slightly ominous sound to him, but then again his imagination was probably kick-started by nerves to some degree. Yes Arthur thought to himself, I'm just being a melodramatic Prima Donna. After all people do this every year.
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"Where is he?" Ella leaned on the wall outside the lab, sitting and enjoying the early morning sun. Of course she was the first one here, she thought, smirking. Thomas had arrived about ten minutes ago and now they were just waiting for Arthur, but even if he were here it wouldn't matter yet. The Professor was inside talking to a trainer, who looked a few years older than them and examining something she couldn't see. Normally she didn't mind being outside the lab, because she generally saw some rare, or foreign pokemon she would normally never see. Today though, today she was too excited to sit still and look around. She was going to get her own pokemon! A shadow fell over her, jarring her out of her reverie.
"Where's your boyfriend?" Thomas quipped. Thomas had always been a friend, ever since they were little, but when Arthur had arrived a few months ago and they had been spending their time as a threesome, instead of a twosome, he had been just a bit… distant. Now though she was probably not going to see him for months after they reached the first gym she lamented to herself
"I don't know Thomas, jealous?" she finally said after sort of collecting her thoughts.
"Woah, defensive much?" he said, taking a step back "Anyway did you see that Dragonite flying north earlier? Flew right over me when I was running here! That's gotta be a good sign, right?" he grinned nervously, signs of their less familiar relationship showing.
"Yeah man," he seemed to relax when she engaged him, "I actually think I saw it taking off from the lab!" she said as she pushed herself from the ground, dislodging some pebbles down the grassy verge around the lab.
"No way! Probably was some powerful trainer like Lance! How sick would that be?" he said, getting all wrapped up in some day dream of mighty happenings in in their small town, just like they would play when they were kids.
"Hey there's Arthur!" he shouted just as the door of the lab opened and the Professor emerged, followed by that trainer he had been talking to. She only got to see a large rip down the back of his canvas jacket and a shock of wavy black hair before he moved back inside the lab.
"Ah excellent, we're all here," the Professor exclaimed, beaming at them as Arthur ran up, puffing and panting, "well come inside all of you, there's some last minute things that I need to explain." The professor steered the three through the cluttered lab, with it's gleaming white tiles and banks of computers towards the more homely back of the lab. Making their way through this they entered into a room none of them had ever been allowed in, with rows and rows of shelves with hundreds of occupied pokeballs. Behind her she herd a sharp gasp, and she turned to see Thomas standing there, staring at the hundreds of pokemon in wonder and amazement. As the Professor chivvied them through this room to the living room, she caught the unconcealed looks of excitement upon the faces of her companions as they all dropped down onto a sofa facing the Professor who was in his regular chintz armchair. Sunlight streamed through the high arched eastern windows, making the room slightly sticky and uncomfortable. Already Arthur was twisting a strand of his curly golden brown hair around a finger, betraying his nervousness, while the Professor seemed quite happy to just sit there in silence for a moment. Then the other trainer strode through the door and handed the Professor three pokedexes and pokeballs. Getting a closer look at him Ella saw that he was probably slightly taller than Thomas and while he may have been good looking, it was all marred by the still visible signs of adolescent acne. Turning her attention away from him she saw the Professor take a deep breath in, no doubt for one of his rambling speeches Ella thought, and then he begun;
"First, I feel I should introduce Lewis here. He just delivered some updated parts for the pokedex. These updates will-"
"Yes, but does this have any real effect on us Professor? Can't we just have our pokemon? Pretty please?" Arthur interrupted cheekily, his blue eyes flashing as he said this. The Professor seemed to be swelling up to explode, Ella thought as she looked on horrified by how much this would delay getting their pokemon now. Arthur couldn't sit there for 5 minutes while the Professor explained about this Pokedex stuff. No. He had to piss off the Professor and now they would have to sit through some 40 minute lecture about manners. She was going to kill him when they got out of here.
"Professor Oak, you know that these three are only here for their pokemon. He's just saying what they were all thinking Sir, and don't worry I'll explain it all to them on the road when their attention may be a tiny bit more focused." The other trainer, Lewis, Ella corrected herself, interceded in a surprisingly posh voice for such a scruffy looking trainer, and Ella felt a surge of gratitude for him as he had obviously seen the Professor puffing up for a lecture.
"On the road?" Thomas cut in, "So is he starting his pokemon journey with us now?"
"No, nothing like that, mate," Lewis answered for the Professor, "I'm just heading north as far as Rota, and unless you are planning to swim south to Cinnanbar you'll all be heading to Viridian at least, right?"
"Well I doubt my lungs could cope with that really, so right you are." Thomas said, flashing Lewis a broad grin.
"Well that's something that you can all figure out as you said, on the road. Lewis you are, however, quite right and as these two fine young gentlemen will no doubt agree first choice should go to the lady in our midst." The Professor turned to Ella as he said this, proffering her a choice between three poke balls, through the translucent red tops of which she could see the miniature forms of a Bulbasuar, a Charmander and a Squirtle.
"Actually, Professor, we already agreed on who would receive which pokemon before we got here," Ella explained, "Charmander for me, Squirtle for Thomas and Bulbasaur for Arthur."
"Well, that's very sensible of you all," said the Professor while handing the poke balls to the appropriate people, "that does save me the near unavoidable tantrums that at least one new trainer always has at not getting the pokemon they wanted. However, as Lewis essentially pointed out earlier none of you really care about the reveries of an old man, so the very best of luck to you all!"
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"Hey, beautiful, want to have a drink with the next champion?" Arthur span round on his stool to see some douche with over gelled blond hair leering at Ella. Not on my watch, he thought furiously, leaping off his chair. No way was some random dude going to come in and get off with Ella.
"Actually dear I'd rather drink a bucket of cold sick if it's all the same to you." Ella replied without even looking at the guy, who looked rather affronted. Arthur made to sit down again, smirking, when the guy leaned forward to brush a lock of Ella's short chocolate hair behind her ear.
"Come on darling, I just got my 8th badge from Viridian Gym and I want to celebrate!" The blonde guy said while flashing a toothy smile at Ella. Now this pissed Arthur off. While a few guys had come and hit on Ella, this guy was the first one who had been really persistent. Arthur could understand it, since even at sixteen Ella was, as his mother said, very mature which did slightly annoy him since despite all three being the same age people constantly thought Ella was a few years older than them. Throw that together with some short shorts and a tight black tank top and you had a recipe for disaster in any bar really.
"Look mate she said no, so back off, yeah?" Arthur said, giving the guy a shove in the chest for emphasis.
"Oh look at Mr Tough Guy," the blonde guy sneered, "want to battle about it pip squeak?" He menacingly pulled an ultra ball from his belt. Now when Arthur thought back on this later he was never able to explain to himself why he didn't just say no. He reasoned that since Lewis had left them in a bar with an open tab for 3 hours alcohol probably had quite a lot to do with what came out of his mouth.
"Yeah fine dickhead, lets go outside!" He slurred slightly as he said this, vaguely aware that Thomas was now standing behind him, trying to ascertain what was happening. "Come on lets go!" Arthur shouted cockily while walking towards the doors. Behind him Arthur heard Thomas telling Ella that they should let Arthur sort out his own mess. Fine you coward, Arthur ranted in his head as he pushed open the doors.
The cold air outside was like a slap in the face, and served to sober up Arthur just enough for him to realise that he had probably made a massive error. As the blonde guy followed him through the doors and opened his ball to reveal a Skarmory, Arthur realised he had definitely made a massive error. Arthur looked around nervously, hoping beyond hope that someone might intercede on his behalf. To his dismay the streets of Viridian were near deserted at this hour, not that it would have mattered anyway. The city got a massive traffic of trainers, due to the Gym, Trainer House and it's proximity to Indigo Plateau. Arthur had broken out in a slightly nervous sweat. Sure Lexy, his Bulbasaur, had gained a few levels on their way up route 1. Hell it even knew vine whip now. Still there was no way it could beat that Skarmory. He nervously released Lexy from it's ball. The blonde guy grinned arrogantly and opened his mouth to no doubt utter some disdainful comment, until a shout broke through the preternatural silence of the night.
"Oi!" The voice came from behind Arthur and was accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps running towards him. "Why don't you fight someone a teeny bit more experienced mate?" The voice, which Arthur had finally placed as Lewis', said with ill-concealed contempt in his voice.
"Whatever posh boy," the blonde guy jeered, "I'll deal with the pip-squeak next."
"Arthur get out of the way," Lewis said calmly, tossing a poke ball down, to reveal an Espeon. "This will only take a second."
"Yeah cos' that lil runt is dead," the blonde guy said, "Amminios, Drill Peck!" At his order the steely bird rose up into the sky, then swooped down with it's sharp beak extended like a javelin towards Lewis' Espeon.
"Valerius, Detect!" The forked tail of the violet cat stiffened at this command, and then, when Arthur was so scared for it that he nearly looked away, Valerius shimmied gracefully to the left of its opponent, leaving the hapless Skarmory to plow its beak deep into the concrete of the pavement.
"Now, Valerius, Zap Cannon!" With this, the small feline seemed to spit a ball of crackling electrical energy at the trapped bird, which was struck square between its wings serving to dislodge it from the pavement and send it into a tumbled heap on the floor. For a moment it struggled to its feet and Arthur found his heart swelling for this plucky bird but then its eyes glassed over, and before it could begin to fall again a thing stream of red light hit it as the blonde guy returned it to its ball.
"Woah I was just messing around, chill out" the blonde guy muttered.
"Really?" Lewis sneered sarcastically, "I thought my 'lil runt' was dead and then you were gonna deal with Arthur here? Or are you gonna leave now? Think about it really hard mate and then run along, okay?" With that, he turned and steered Arthur back into the bar. Once they were inside Lewis turned to Arthur, who was already cringing from the tongue lashing the blonde guy had been given. To Arthur's immense relief he had a smile on his face.
"So Arthur, you just beat a trainer with 8 badges mate! How does that feel?" Lewis said, grinning from ear to ear.
"What…" Arthur started before Lewis cut across him.
"Well I assume that's what you want Ella to think, right?" Without waiting for an answer Lewis, darted head of him through the second set of doors, Valerius bounding ahead with him, to regale everyone with tales of Arthur's unlikely victory against insurmountable odds.
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