Thread: [Pokémon] A Safe Haven
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Old January 21st, 2013 (6:45 AM).
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This fanfiction is based upon my hack of FireRed Pokémon Sienna. It near enough follows the in-game plot with my own twists and character adjustments. My inspiration for this is Turtleking's DP Manga that was written quite a few years ago and I see my fanfiction as the Voultan (being the region in which Sienna is set) version of what Turtleking was trying to do.

Pokémon of Voultan:

Here is a spoiler which shows sprites of the Pokémon that have been featured in the fanfiction so far so that people can grasp a visual concept as well as a written one:
#1 - Gramet
#4 - Moocano
#7 - Ponfant
#8 - Strinder

Chapter List:

Chapter 1 - Humble Beginnings
Chapter 2 - N/A
Chapter 3 - N/A

Chapter 1 - Humble Beginnings:

The sun cracked on a typical Voultan morning. The sun glazed the coastal town’s seafront with a beautiful sparkle; a spectacular view was made even better. The brown mountains shone into a shade of caramel brown. Two houses reside in Atlantic Town, these red topped houses include two stories and traditional styled foundations; however, there are two other buildings in Atlantic Town, one is a limestone building topped off with a gray roof; this is Professor Marsh’s laboratory. The other is blocked off by a large tree that can only be cut down by a Pokémon, unfortunately no trainers with strong enough Pokémon reside in Atlantic Town and it has done nothing but grow larger and bushier; hidden behind here is a brown roofed Pokémon Gym.

With the sun sparkling and Kiwee tweeting, Atlantic Town was a hard place to stay asleep. However, at least one person was still asleep; a young Blue haired male was led fast asleep in his bed, a brown duvet covering his naked body in the process.

This child, however, was about to get rudely awakened. A blue and grey Pokémon which garnered a blue helmet was ready to pounce on top of the blue haired child. This Pokémon was Strinder, this child was Granite. Strinder was originally Granite’s fathers’ Pokémon. When Granite was six months old Granite’s father left home in an attempt to access The Haven.

The Haven is believed to be a myth. The Haven is reportedly a haven for the legendary Pokémon named Gralite. Gralite is a part of Voultan’s formation and is one of the strongest Pokémon known to man. Gralite has only ever been officially recorded once; this was during its fierce battle with Lugia. After it was laid to rest by Unirsum its surroundings were teleported to the sky by the extremely powerful Unirsum and this place has since been called The Haven. The Haven has never been accessed or seen and is thought to be always on the move. This place is where Granite’s dad has been searching to find.

Strinder reached out its right hand and extended its long claws, they almost instantaneously turned metallic; Strinder then swiped its fist at Granite’s duvet. The duvet immediately turned to shreds and left Granite startled; this startling made Granite leap out of his bed and onto the floor with a large thud.

“Strinder what do you think you’re doing?!” Granite shouted as he reached out his left arm as to rub his head. A large lump was beginning to appear on the back of Granite’s head, Granite was rubbing the lump in an attempt to soothe the spot of his swelling.

Granite swung out his fist as in an attempt to strike Strinder in the face; Strinder immediately flinched and grasped its face with both paws. As soon as Granite’s fist closed in on striking Strinder, Granite stopped swinging. Granite burst out laughing at his attempt of tricking Strinder being pulled off well.

After Granite ceased his laughter he reached out his right hand in a position where Strinder could high five him in remorse; Strinder reciprocated Granite’s movement by reaching out his left arm and letting his left paw connect with Granite’s right hand.

Granite stared across his room to the right hand where a large grandfather clock was situated. Granite had been given the Grandfather clock as a parting gift from his brother whom had left home not too long ago; however, the clock was not agenda, what was, though, was the time. The clock read 11AM; the postman came at 10:30AM and Granite was finally hoping to receive news of his application to become a student at the illustrious Pokémon Trainer Academy in the Kanto Region.

Granite who, at this point, was still lying on the floor bare naked jumped to his feet in a sudden movement. Granite, who was still naked, quickly clasped his hands over his private parts and shuffled over to his wardrobe careful that his neighbours would not catch a glimpse of him through his open bedroom window.

Once Granite had safely navigated his way over to his wardrobe, he began to ruffle through his belongings and quickly threw his chosen pieces of clothing onto the floor. Granite wore two tops, one was a red polo shirt and the other was a white jacket that was worn over the top of the red polo. Granite’s shoes were plain and in the same red shade as his polo shirt; however, his trousers were a completely different colour, they were dark blue tight jeans that showed off his tight figure.

Granite began to make his way to his bedroom stairs, these stairs led straight into his living room. Just before Granite reached the first step of the stairs there was a large crunching noise. Granite looked down and discovered he had stepped on his backpack, his backpack contained a lunchbox, which was now broken as a result of Granite stepping on it.

Despite this unfortunate event, Granite reached down picked up the reddish backpack and quickly tipped the broken lunchbox and its contents onto his bedroom floor; Granite didn’t bother discarding the contents into a bin and just whipped his backpack onto his back and proceeded to move towards the stairs.

Granite slowly made his way down the stairs, with Strinder following him on the way down. Granite was taking his steps slowly as to not stand on break anything else. After around ten seconds, Granite was into his living room.

As soon as Granite made it into the living room his Mother immediately turned around and ran over to Granite.

“Oh, Granite, you’ve woken up late! Anyway, guess what! Your application to be a part of the Pokémon academy has gotten a reply... Well, Granite, I’m afraid it’s not good news. The application was rebuked and your hopes being accepted are over,” Granite’s face drooped as soon as his Mother informed him of this unfortunate news.

“However, Granite, I know just how much you want to be a Pokémon trainer so I’ve taken the liberty of speaking to Voultan’s Pokémon expert, Professor Maple, on the subject of him supplying you with a starter Pokémon and an official trainer card which grants you access to taking the Pokémon league challenge and he’s agreed to helping you out! That’s right, Granite, you’re going to become an official Pokémon trainer! Now, hop along to his laboratory and collect your Pokémon!” All remorse felt by Granite immediately turned to joy as a massive smile wiped across his face.

Granite kissed his mother goodbye and immediately ran outside of his house and looked out onto the horizon at Professor Maple’s laboratory. The laboratory was just over at the eastern side of the town overlooking the coast.

Granite stepped out of his red roofed house onto a brick paved path that covered most of the town. Granite followed the path, with Strinder close behind him, all the way east to Professor Maple’s laboratory. The laboratory was covered in yellow and orange shaded bricks with a stone grey roof residing on top of the building.

There was a green door with a yellow handle; Granite reached out his right hand and slowly turned the handle, opening the door in the process. Granite stepped inside the metallic floored room carefully making sure he closed the door behind him. As the door shut a large thud emanated making everyone in the room turn and look at Granite; most of all, a short man with black hair and wearing a white laboratory coat.

‘Ah, you must be Granite!’ Exclaimed the old man as he looked at the young blue haired boy. ‘Don’t be shy, laddie, come over here!’ He smiled at Granite; Granite accepted this as sincere kindness and walked over to greet the black haired professor.

‘I’ve spoken to your mother Granite and she’s informed me of your unfortunate situation; so, after paying a small fee, I’ve agreed to supply you with one of Voultan’s basic Pokémon. I’ve got three on that table over there; Gramet, Moocano and Ponfant, go on, pick one!’ Marsh’s voice seemed to pick up enthusiasm as he spoke more and more.

A wide grin garnered on Granite’s face as he began to walk across to the three Pokéballs that were situated on a white and green table. All three balls were metallic on their bottom halves and red on the top.

Granite didn’t know which Pokémon he wanted; nor did he know which ball contained which Pokémon. Instead of looking like a fool and embarrassing himself by asking Professor Marsh, Granite enie meanie miney moed his way to selecting his Pokémon, when he stopped his hand had landed on the middle Pokéball.

Granite picked up the Pokéball with his right hand; he stared at the ball for a few seconds before he was shocked by a flash of white light.

“Ponfant Pon!” Exclaimed the blue, white and yellow elephant type Pokémon that had emanated from the white flashed produced by the Pokémon. Granite took a few seconds to look at the little elephant Pokémon he had received before turning to look at Professor Maple.

“Granite, come over here again,” announced Marsh as soon as Granite had turned around to look at him again. Granite followed Marsh’s commands and walked over to the old man. “Granite, it’s going to be a struggle but I know you can do it, take these five Pokéballs and be on your way, young one.” Marsh handed Granite five red and metallic Pokéballs.

Granite graciously thanked Marsh, turned around and left with his two Pokémon in tow, ready to begin his own journey and make his own destiny.
Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare clothes
Said psyduck that, I can't wear those
I don't like them, they're not my ting
They went silent, they're all weirdos
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