Hello, I just joined, but please don't think that because of that, I have no knowledge of any forum rules or writing structure. I have been on a forum for nearly a year now (I know that isn't a lot, but I try to to SPAM or anything) and have been writing on it for... Well, I'm not exactly sure, but this story is currently on its eighteenth chapter, I think.
Anyways, I revised this chapter from its original post (without making it an entire rewrite), but I PROMISE I have improved since this. Also, the first few chapters are similar to the games, but trust me, the originality will come. Now, without further ado, I hope you enjoy this:
Chapter 1: A New Generation
The sun was just rising on the small town of Pallet. Professor Oak was in his lab, wondering when the new beginning trainers would arrive. He had just set out the Pokeballs of Squirtle, Charmander, and Bulbasaur, the three official starter Pokemon of Kanto, a vast country which was home to several species of Pokémon. As he set down at his desk he was thinking about the day one of Pallet's most accomplished trainers, Christi Hammond had received a very simple Rattata as her first Pokemon. With it, she had gone on to become the Pokémon League Champion. Just then, his doorbell rang and interrupted his daydream.
“That must be them,” he said anxiously, getting up to answer the door.
Meanwhile, in an average white house on the edge of Pallet, a boy was hurriedly getting dressed with a worried look on his face. He had dark russet-colored hair, brown eyes, and beads of rushed sweat running down his tan face. Today was supposed to be the day that he was received his starter Pokemon.
“This is bad, this is bad,” he kept saying to himself as he laced up his shoes. As soon as he was dressed- a quickly thrown on pair of blue-jean shorts and a white Pokémon League shirt- he raced out the house with a quick goodbye to his mother. Hopping onto his bike and pedaling as fast as he could, he knew that there was a very slim chance that he would get there in time.
He was getting tired, but he never slowed down. He finally made it up a steep hill and could see the large lab in the distance. It was beautiful, he thought, despite the lack of breath. It was next to the ocean and was a gleaming white, which was reflected off of the glittering water’s surface. Two glass sliding doors were in front, directly underneath plain red letters that read “Oak Laboratories.”
“Finally!” he huffed in triumph. He was completely out of breath when he got to the door but he didn't care. All he wanted was his starter Pokemon. He burst through the doors- as well as one could “burst” when they opened automatically- but he couldn't see Professor Oak. If he hadn’t been so distressed, he would’ve noticed the cluttered surroundings, littered with papers and books.
"Professor... Oak..." He wheezed.
“Hm?” a voice to his left said. He spun around and there stood Professor Oak, and aging yet lithe man who was holding a round, white object in his hand. “Who are you?” the Professor asked.
“My name... Danny... Please... Professor... Starter...” he managed to cough out.
“A starter Pokemon?” Oak asked. “I'm sorry, but I've already given them all away.”
“Really?” the boy asked desperately.
“I'm afraid so.” Professor Oak said, frowning.
“Man, I really messed up this time...” he murmured, trudging out the door.
The Professor’s brow furrowed guiltily as he looked around the building, trying to think of a solution. Finally, he eyes were drawn toward the round object in his hands. “Danny wait!” he shouted, running out the door.
“What is it?” Danny asked with hope in his eyes and turning around towards the old man.
“You can have
this,” Oak said as he held out the round object. Danny’s face fell as he saw it.
“What's that?” he asked dully, staring tiredly at the gift.
“It’s called a Pokémon egg,” he replied, excitement building in his voice. "Do you know Misty, the gym leader?"
“Of course, who doesn't?” asked the boy, gaining a spark of curiosity.
“Well, we were conducting research on water Pokémon together and she gave me this egg as a gift,” he stated. “I know it doesn't seem like much now, but this egg will hatch and become just as powerful as every other Pokemon out there.”
“I guess so...” he said as he took the egg from Oak. “Thank you.” Then he left the lab and hopped on his bike. '
I better say g'bye to mom before I leave,' he thought.
“One more thing,” Professor Oak said, “Here's your Pokedex.” He handed Danny a small, red, rectangular device. When he saw it, Danny brightened up a little, but not much.
As he was riding home, he saw three trainers heading toward Route 1. There was a girl with long blonde hair and glitter on her face holding a Squirtle and talking to another trainer. He had spiky red hair with a Bulbasaur walking at his side. Behind them was a boy with black hair that was made into a ponytail who was holding a Charmander in front of his face. “Use flamethrower,” He kept saying, persistently.
‘
Idiots,’ Danny thought. ‘
Doesn't he know that Charmander can't use flamethrower until he gets stronger? It's not fair that those three got Professor Oak's starter Pokemon and all I got was this lousy egg.’
When he finally got home, his mom made him breakfast and packed him a lunch. “Now don't forget to wash your clothes every day. And be nice to the other trainers. Oh, and-”
“I know mom,” he cut in. “Don't worry, I'll be fine.” Then he got on his bike and started to ride toward Route 1.
“And don't forget to...” Danny was too far away to hear her now. Even though he wasn't happy to only have gotten an egg, his heart was pounding with excitement about the journey that he had just begun.
A few hours later Danny was still pedaling along Route 1. He was completely winded and decided to stop for a break. The sun was about to set and the egg hadn't even made the slightest movement. “I guess I'll have to camp here.” He said. So far, his journey wasn't turning out the way he had hoped. He hadn't seen a single Pokemon, not even a Pidgey.
Just then, he heard some rustling in a nearby patch of grass. He got excited, hoping to see a rare Pokemon, but all that came out was a Rattata, the purple mouse Pokemon. Danny was too tired to deal with anything as common as a Rattata right now so he threw a rock to scare it away.
The baby mouse squeaked in fear as he ran back to the patch of grass, and Danny set down to rest, setting the egg beside him.
“Raaaaaa-ticate!!!!”
Danny immediately jumped to his feet and watched in horror as a large Raticate jumped out of the patch of grass. It bared its large, sharp fangs as his light brown fur bristled.
Danny snatched up the egg and dashed away. ‘
Dang! I should've gotten on my bike!’ he thought, but it was too late now. The Raticate was catching fast and there was nothing he could do.
Then Danny tripped over a large rock and fell to the ground. He knew it was all over; all he could do was sit there.
The Raticate leaped into the air and opened her mouth to prepare for a Hyper Fang.
Danny shut his eyes and braced himself for the pain. But instead he felt the egg burst in his arms. For a split second he thought he broke it, but he opened his eyes and saw a small blue Pokemon in his lap. It had a long, white tail and a swirl black swirl on its white tummy. Then he looked up at the Raticate and, to his extreme relief, saw that it was sleeping.
“What happened, he asked the little blue Pokemon.
"Poli!" she yelled happily.
Danny took out his Pokedex and pointed it at his newly hatched Pokemon.
"
Poliwag" the electronic voice said "
The Tadpole Pokemon. It is possible to see this Pokemon's innards through the swirl on its stomach. Its legs are not yet suited for walking, so it spends most of its time in the water."
“Poliwag, huh?” he muttered. “What attacks does it have?” He pressed a button and a list of his Poliwag's attacks appeared on the screen. “Bubble and Hypnosis. That must be it! Poliwag put the Raticate to sleep using his Hypnosis.”
Then he lifted him up in front of his face and smiled. “You're a cute lil' guy aren't ya?” This remark made the little Poliwag angry. “Sorry... Cute little... Girl?” She immediately brightened up again. “So you're a girl? Well, in that case, I think I'll call you… Chloe.” This made the little girl even happier. “Well Chloe, we'd better get to sleep.” Just as he was lying down he thought, ‘
Maybe getting that egg wasn't such a bad thing after all.’