CTUagent99
Hoenn Champion
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- Age 29
- United States of America
- Seen Apr 9, 2014
Hello all, my name is CTUagent99, and this is my first public FanFiction project. I have already posted part of this story on Serebii, but decided to branch out and post it elsewhere. I know that my writing is far from perfect, and any constructive criticisms is highly encouraged and appreciated!
NOTE: As I have posted chapters 1-4 on Serebii already, they will be posted here in fairly rapid succession. This is still a work in progress, however. So, when there is a sudden gap between posting dates, it is because I'm busy trying to get the next chapters written. This project will not die! Not on my watch! :)
Anyway, without any further babble on my part, here is the story! Thank you for taking the time to read, and I hope you enjoy...
"We need to shut down the forest. It is becoming too dangerous." Professor Birch reiterated the statement to President Stone of the Devon Corporation.
"I don't see why this is necessary. Aren't Pokémon attacks common? Especially in such a diverse ecosystem as the Petalburg Forest?" Mr. Stone asked.
"Yes, but not like this. These Pokémon aren't defending their territory like usual. They're purposely seeking out and attacking humans." Professor Birch turned to his companion. "Norman, you tell him." Mr. Stone turned his chair to the second man standing in front of his desk.
"Professor Birch is right. Mr. Stone, it is too dangerous to allow people to walk through the forest. Just yesterday a boy was carried into the Pokémon Center in Petalburg City. He was found unconscious on the side of the road just outside of the forest. If you had seen how badly he was hurt…" Norman couldn't finish his thought. A grim look spread across his face.
"Well why don't we just figure out what is going on and fix it? Why must we close the entire forest?" Mr. Stone still wasn't sold on the idea of shutting down his entire forest.
"We are trying. I have been in contact with other Pokémon professors from the other regions. We are all baffled as to why this is occurring. I'm currently working with them and a few Hoenn specialists to figure this out, but as of yet we haven't gotten far. For now we must close the forest." The sense of urgency and desperation in the professor's voice seemed to worry Mr. Stone, as he remained silent for a few seconds.
"Sir, if I may?" Attention was drawn to the man behind Mr. Stone. He had been there the entire time, but had remained quiet up until that point, causing both the professor and Norman to forget his presence.
"Of course, Juan, what do you think? You're my most trusted advisor." Mr. Stone looked over at him.
"I think that we should shut down the forest. We can instead set up a ferry service between Route 104 and Rustboro. That way we can leave the Pokémon alone and keep our finances in order through the ferry service." The idea left the question as to whether Juan was more worried about the people, or the company.
"Finances at a time like this…" Norman grumbled under his breath.
"It's settled then. The Petalburg Forest will be closed." Mr. Stone stood up.
"Thank you very much. Things will be a lot safer now." Professor Birch shook Mr. Stone's hand. Norman did the same.
"Have a good day, gentlemen." Mr. Stone returned to his work.
The professor and Norman exited the sprawling Devon Corporation complex, into the busy rush that was mid-day in Rustboro City.
"Well that could have gone better," Norman said as he and Professor Birch began walking back down the street to Route 104.
"What do you mean? Mr. Stone made the right call and closed the forest." Professor Birch looked at his companion, unsure as to what he had meant.
"He agreed right after that little weasel Juan assured that the company wouldn't suffer financially." Norman made a disgusted face at the thought of putting money ahead of people's lives. "A corporation shouldn't own public land anyway. Devon already has a monopoly on cellular service, Poké Ball production, and basically every other Hoenn-made product. Why must we give them land too?"
"Devon has lots of economic sway. Wallace, Drake, Phoebe and all of them in Ever Grande know that. From where they are it's best to give Devon what it wants. Even if it isn't always the best choice…"
Their conversation was interrupted by shouting on the opposite end of the street. The source of the shouting was a man in a hooded red outfit. The distinctive mountain-shaped black "M" on his chest identified him as a member of Team Magma. He was shouting at the people passing on the street. They barely acknowledged his existence.
"People of Hoenn! You have upset the balance between human and Pokémon! The time is coming that Pokémon will destroy us all! Join us, Team Magma, and save yourself!" The shouting drew little more than a few glances from the pedestrians.
"These Team Magma preachers are everywhere. Do you really think that this could be some kind of omen? That some kind of divine balance is the cause of all of this chaos?" Norman looked at Professor Birch, skeptical.
"Well, so far my entire lifetime of Pokémon experience is failing to give a logical explanation for all of this. However, I'm not sure how much I'd trust these Team Magma types," The professor said, as the air was filled with loud shouts and cries.
Their attention was drawn to a large crowd outside the Pokémon Center. Rushing over, they grabbed the first person they saw.
"What happened here?" Norman asked the woman.
"A man was found severely injured in Petalburg Forest."
"How is he doing now?" Professor Birch asked. The woman looked at him with a solemn look.
"He's dead."
Norman and the Professor exchanged horrified looks, unable to speak.
Finally, the professor opened his mouth and said what he had been fearing the entire time. "It's getting worse.
NOTE: As I have posted chapters 1-4 on Serebii already, they will be posted here in fairly rapid succession. This is still a work in progress, however. So, when there is a sudden gap between posting dates, it is because I'm busy trying to get the next chapters written. This project will not die! Not on my watch! :)
Anyway, without any further babble on my part, here is the story! Thank you for taking the time to read, and I hope you enjoy...
Against All Odds: Shadows over Hoenn
Rated PG-15 for Violence,Use of Profane Language, and Mature Themes
Prologue
Rated PG-15 for Violence,Use of Profane Language, and Mature Themes
Prologue
"We need to shut down the forest. It is becoming too dangerous." Professor Birch reiterated the statement to President Stone of the Devon Corporation.
"I don't see why this is necessary. Aren't Pokémon attacks common? Especially in such a diverse ecosystem as the Petalburg Forest?" Mr. Stone asked.
"Yes, but not like this. These Pokémon aren't defending their territory like usual. They're purposely seeking out and attacking humans." Professor Birch turned to his companion. "Norman, you tell him." Mr. Stone turned his chair to the second man standing in front of his desk.
"Professor Birch is right. Mr. Stone, it is too dangerous to allow people to walk through the forest. Just yesterday a boy was carried into the Pokémon Center in Petalburg City. He was found unconscious on the side of the road just outside of the forest. If you had seen how badly he was hurt…" Norman couldn't finish his thought. A grim look spread across his face.
"Well why don't we just figure out what is going on and fix it? Why must we close the entire forest?" Mr. Stone still wasn't sold on the idea of shutting down his entire forest.
"We are trying. I have been in contact with other Pokémon professors from the other regions. We are all baffled as to why this is occurring. I'm currently working with them and a few Hoenn specialists to figure this out, but as of yet we haven't gotten far. For now we must close the forest." The sense of urgency and desperation in the professor's voice seemed to worry Mr. Stone, as he remained silent for a few seconds.
"Sir, if I may?" Attention was drawn to the man behind Mr. Stone. He had been there the entire time, but had remained quiet up until that point, causing both the professor and Norman to forget his presence.
"Of course, Juan, what do you think? You're my most trusted advisor." Mr. Stone looked over at him.
"I think that we should shut down the forest. We can instead set up a ferry service between Route 104 and Rustboro. That way we can leave the Pokémon alone and keep our finances in order through the ferry service." The idea left the question as to whether Juan was more worried about the people, or the company.
"Finances at a time like this…" Norman grumbled under his breath.
"It's settled then. The Petalburg Forest will be closed." Mr. Stone stood up.
"Thank you very much. Things will be a lot safer now." Professor Birch shook Mr. Stone's hand. Norman did the same.
"Have a good day, gentlemen." Mr. Stone returned to his work.
The professor and Norman exited the sprawling Devon Corporation complex, into the busy rush that was mid-day in Rustboro City.
"Well that could have gone better," Norman said as he and Professor Birch began walking back down the street to Route 104.
"What do you mean? Mr. Stone made the right call and closed the forest." Professor Birch looked at his companion, unsure as to what he had meant.
"He agreed right after that little weasel Juan assured that the company wouldn't suffer financially." Norman made a disgusted face at the thought of putting money ahead of people's lives. "A corporation shouldn't own public land anyway. Devon already has a monopoly on cellular service, Poké Ball production, and basically every other Hoenn-made product. Why must we give them land too?"
"Devon has lots of economic sway. Wallace, Drake, Phoebe and all of them in Ever Grande know that. From where they are it's best to give Devon what it wants. Even if it isn't always the best choice…"
Their conversation was interrupted by shouting on the opposite end of the street. The source of the shouting was a man in a hooded red outfit. The distinctive mountain-shaped black "M" on his chest identified him as a member of Team Magma. He was shouting at the people passing on the street. They barely acknowledged his existence.
"People of Hoenn! You have upset the balance between human and Pokémon! The time is coming that Pokémon will destroy us all! Join us, Team Magma, and save yourself!" The shouting drew little more than a few glances from the pedestrians.
"These Team Magma preachers are everywhere. Do you really think that this could be some kind of omen? That some kind of divine balance is the cause of all of this chaos?" Norman looked at Professor Birch, skeptical.
"Well, so far my entire lifetime of Pokémon experience is failing to give a logical explanation for all of this. However, I'm not sure how much I'd trust these Team Magma types," The professor said, as the air was filled with loud shouts and cries.
Their attention was drawn to a large crowd outside the Pokémon Center. Rushing over, they grabbed the first person they saw.
"What happened here?" Norman asked the woman.
"A man was found severely injured in Petalburg Forest."
"How is he doing now?" Professor Birch asked. The woman looked at him with a solemn look.
"He's dead."
Norman and the Professor exchanged horrified looks, unable to speak.
Finally, the professor opened his mouth and said what he had been fearing the entire time. "It's getting worse.