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Welcome to the region of Soroto! Our story follows Haruki as he travels the region to gain access to the league. Pretty cliché, right? Well, I added a bit of uniqueness to it. Haruki came from a family of terrible Pokémon Trainers. He left home in order to un-do the damage that his ancestors did years ago. Read on! This is The Legacy of Failure!
Pokémon is not owned by me. Pokémon is © Nintendo, GameFreak. I do not claim to own Pokémon or any Pokémon characters found within the story. Will that do it for copyright?
Author's Notes: Mmkay. Decided to start a fanfiction. Yes, yes, it's an Original Trainer/Journey fic. I decided to start here, because these really work out when there's some originality to them. First posted on SPP.
This story's about young Haruki who goes on a short travel in my personally-created region of Soroto. With a Cyndaquil he can talk to, and another travelling partner, Etsuko, he travels the region in order to fix the legacy of screw-ups that his family has made for generations.
If the prologue's well recieved, I'll continue. If not, I'll just let it die.
I think I could have done the description a little bit better in this chapter.
The darkness of the night was prevalent in the small town of Bokendo. The sky was void of all clouds, while stars dominated the dark-purple nine o'clock skies. The winds were calm, and the temperature was warm so people and Pokémon alike could enjoy the beautiful weather. This was the region of Soroto.
A young boy, "Haruki" was standing in the over-decorated living room of his home, with his mother, Sakura, a woman in her late thirties, sitting on the large, dark couch of the living room.
"Okay, Mom, I think I deserve to leave." Haruki argued. "I'm fourteen years-old and more than responsible enough to take care of myself." Haruki glared at his mother with his bold, dark brown eyes. Sakura sighed, and closed her eyes for a moment.
"Responsible? How can you call yourself responsible," Sakura chuckled a little bit, "0if you can't even keep your room clean, or even clean your own clothes?" Haruki blushed a little bit.
"Mom, that's not the issue here!" That actually was an issue. Haruki just didn't want to admit it. "You know very well that our family is infamous for having terrible Pokémon trainers!"
Haruki comes from the Rikisho family, a family known all across Soroto for being full of bluntly terrible Pokémon trainers.
Sakura gave out another short sigh and said: "Haruki, listen. What makes you think you're any better of a trainer than your brother, father, or grand-father?" Sakura had made another good point. Haruki doesn't know enough about Pokémon to survive ten minutes out in the region. In fact, he only owns one Pokémon, who he obtained as a gift from his father.
"My Pokémon and I can take just about anything."Haruki said over-confidently. Haruki now had a more serious expression upon his face, and a possible chance at actually getting his mother to let him leave. "We've been through a lot of battles, and have actually won some of those." Haruki added. Sakura stared to have a little bit of hope in her son.
"You had better be prepared for what may be the hardest travel in your life." Sakura replied.
"Don't you worry, Mom," Haruki assured, "All I've got to do is win the 'Elemental League', and I'll be right home."
Explanation. In the Soroto region, there were two Pokémon Leagues. The first being the Elemental League, which only requires four of the region's eight badges. The Elemental League Tournament is a lower-leveled competition, almost like a checkpoint. Once a trainer defeats the Elemental League, he or she can move on to the next League, with a guaranteed spot in the tournament. The remaining four badges are required of anyone who didn't win the Elemental League.
"Haruki, I'm just worried about your safety." Sakura was giving in, but she was still worried about a few other details. "Haruki, what do you plan to do about food? Clothes? What about Pokémon information? You don't know much, considering that you didn't go to Pokémon Trainer's school, and despise reading..." Haruki grinned, and gave his mother a thumbs-up.
"Don't even worry about food. I can win cash by beating other trainers." Haruki assured. "A traveler needs only one outfit. And I've got Etsuko going with me, who told me yesterday that she wanted to come along–if I could go, that is."
Etsuko was Haruki's best friend. The two have been together for four years. Etsuko knows quite a lot about the Pokémon, and how most of them are. Etsuko actually went to Trainer's school.
"Haruki, just promise me that..." Sakura was crying a little bit now. "...just come home if you don't win." Haruki nodded.
"Will do, Mom, will do."
With Haruki's last statement, he walked off to his upstairs room. Sakura's crying slowed a bit. She though to herself as she sat in the bright-lighted living room.
"I just hope Haruki can survive out there..." She thought.
Haruki's room was nearly pitch-black. The only light source was from the personal television tuned to reruns of an educational Pokémon program. Haruki was sitting, legs crossed, on his bed, thinking about the travel. The to-be trainer reached over to his desk to grab a red and while sphere. Haruki gently pushed the middle button, allowing the Pokémon inside to release in a flash of white light that illuminated the area.
"Cynda, I did it." Cynda was the nickname of Haruki's only Pokémon, Cyndaquil. "We're going." The small fire mouse yawned as his trainer talked.
"<That's great and all, Haruki, but what did you do now?>" Cynda questioned. Haruki sighed, disappointed in his Pokémon.
"Well, I've only been trying to go on my Pokémon travel for what? I week or so?" Haruki said. "And now, I finally get to go." Cynda became wide awake now.
"<Travel!?>" Cynda squealed. "<That's awesome! When are we going!?>" Cynda was excited, as she had never been outside Bokendo town, and wanted to see the land more than anything else.
"Hehe, we're going tomorrow." With that last statement, Haruki fell flat on his back and fell asleep. Cynda followed suit and curled up on the other side of the bed.
Pokémon is not owned by me. Pokémon is © Nintendo, GameFreak. I do not claim to own Pokémon or any Pokémon characters found within the story. Will that do it for copyright?
Author's Notes: Mmkay. Decided to start a fanfiction. Yes, yes, it's an Original Trainer/Journey fic. I decided to start here, because these really work out when there's some originality to them. First posted on SPP.
This story's about young Haruki who goes on a short travel in my personally-created region of Soroto. With a Cyndaquil he can talk to, and another travelling partner, Etsuko, he travels the region in order to fix the legacy of screw-ups that his family has made for generations.
If the prologue's well recieved, I'll continue. If not, I'll just let it die.
I think I could have done the description a little bit better in this chapter.
Prologue: A Convincing Conversation
The darkness of the night was prevalent in the small town of Bokendo. The sky was void of all clouds, while stars dominated the dark-purple nine o'clock skies. The winds were calm, and the temperature was warm so people and Pokémon alike could enjoy the beautiful weather. This was the region of Soroto.
A young boy, "Haruki" was standing in the over-decorated living room of his home, with his mother, Sakura, a woman in her late thirties, sitting on the large, dark couch of the living room.
"Okay, Mom, I think I deserve to leave." Haruki argued. "I'm fourteen years-old and more than responsible enough to take care of myself." Haruki glared at his mother with his bold, dark brown eyes. Sakura sighed, and closed her eyes for a moment.
"Responsible? How can you call yourself responsible," Sakura chuckled a little bit, "0if you can't even keep your room clean, or even clean your own clothes?" Haruki blushed a little bit.
"Mom, that's not the issue here!" That actually was an issue. Haruki just didn't want to admit it. "You know very well that our family is infamous for having terrible Pokémon trainers!"
Haruki comes from the Rikisho family, a family known all across Soroto for being full of bluntly terrible Pokémon trainers.
Sakura gave out another short sigh and said: "Haruki, listen. What makes you think you're any better of a trainer than your brother, father, or grand-father?" Sakura had made another good point. Haruki doesn't know enough about Pokémon to survive ten minutes out in the region. In fact, he only owns one Pokémon, who he obtained as a gift from his father.
"My Pokémon and I can take just about anything."Haruki said over-confidently. Haruki now had a more serious expression upon his face, and a possible chance at actually getting his mother to let him leave. "We've been through a lot of battles, and have actually won some of those." Haruki added. Sakura stared to have a little bit of hope in her son.
"You had better be prepared for what may be the hardest travel in your life." Sakura replied.
"Don't you worry, Mom," Haruki assured, "All I've got to do is win the 'Elemental League', and I'll be right home."
Explanation. In the Soroto region, there were two Pokémon Leagues. The first being the Elemental League, which only requires four of the region's eight badges. The Elemental League Tournament is a lower-leveled competition, almost like a checkpoint. Once a trainer defeats the Elemental League, he or she can move on to the next League, with a guaranteed spot in the tournament. The remaining four badges are required of anyone who didn't win the Elemental League.
"Haruki, I'm just worried about your safety." Sakura was giving in, but she was still worried about a few other details. "Haruki, what do you plan to do about food? Clothes? What about Pokémon information? You don't know much, considering that you didn't go to Pokémon Trainer's school, and despise reading..." Haruki grinned, and gave his mother a thumbs-up.
"Don't even worry about food. I can win cash by beating other trainers." Haruki assured. "A traveler needs only one outfit. And I've got Etsuko going with me, who told me yesterday that she wanted to come along–if I could go, that is."
Etsuko was Haruki's best friend. The two have been together for four years. Etsuko knows quite a lot about the Pokémon, and how most of them are. Etsuko actually went to Trainer's school.
"Haruki, just promise me that..." Sakura was crying a little bit now. "...just come home if you don't win." Haruki nodded.
"Will do, Mom, will do."
With Haruki's last statement, he walked off to his upstairs room. Sakura's crying slowed a bit. She though to herself as she sat in the bright-lighted living room.
"I just hope Haruki can survive out there..." She thought.
Haruki's room was nearly pitch-black. The only light source was from the personal television tuned to reruns of an educational Pokémon program. Haruki was sitting, legs crossed, on his bed, thinking about the travel. The to-be trainer reached over to his desk to grab a red and while sphere. Haruki gently pushed the middle button, allowing the Pokémon inside to release in a flash of white light that illuminated the area.
"Cynda, I did it." Cynda was the nickname of Haruki's only Pokémon, Cyndaquil. "We're going." The small fire mouse yawned as his trainer talked.
"<That's great and all, Haruki, but what did you do now?>" Cynda questioned. Haruki sighed, disappointed in his Pokémon.
"Well, I've only been trying to go on my Pokémon travel for what? I week or so?" Haruki said. "And now, I finally get to go." Cynda became wide awake now.
"<Travel!?>" Cynda squealed. "<That's awesome! When are we going!?>" Cynda was excited, as she had never been outside Bokendo town, and wanted to see the land more than anything else.
"Hehe, we're going tomorrow." With that last statement, Haruki fell flat on his back and fell asleep. Cynda followed suit and curled up on the other side of the bed.
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