well, here it is. I dont know if i should continue it, so tell me what you think.
(btw, its slightly based on supevo if you know what that is :1)
He looked down once again at the pokeball in his hand, walking slowly to the bare grounds ahead. His eyes still held the same dark momentum they had contained when he had begun his journey to be the best so many years ago. Following him from behind was his partner, clutching a pokeball in a similar manner. They looked very similar; both had long dark hair and eyes that were black. The main difference was their gender, so the only real way to tell them apart was from their figure, and the clothes they were wearing. They had traveled far, becoming the champion and runner up, respectively, in all three of the regions that they had visited. Kanto, Johto, Hoenn.
Come on, lets get this over with
The male let his pokeball fall to the ground. Releasing a larger than average, jet-black Pidgeot. The female copied him, also releasing an almost identical Pidgeot in front of her. They looked at each other and nodded. Boarding their pokmon, they began to head to their next destination, the region of Magore.
Hey, wake up!
Chris opened his eyes, wiping them of sleep. He knew who it was. He took a moment to remember his dream. He could recall seeing two people, they had an essence of power, or darkness, he couldnt work it out. He looked over to his side at his clock. 11:43 AM.
MOM? What are you doing? I should still be asleep right now! ITS NOT EVEN NOON!
His mother looked down at her son. She tried not to laugh but he looked so funny when he was angry and a smirk crept through.
It seems there was a break in of some sort. It is assumed that Team Soul had broken into the lab next door, looking for something. Something they did not find. Some witnesses said that the grunts who did it mentioned heading towards the research archive two routes away
And how is that good?
It was then that Chriss mother realized that she was still smiling. She quickly wiped it off her face.
Oh. Sorry. The professor there asked for you to do something related to it. You better hurry up.
Chris waited for his mother to leave the room, and then started to get dressed. He didnt have many clothes so it was an easy choice to wear.
Grey shirt, black pants. Seems ok for today
He slowly headed to the lab. He didnt feel any rush, as it was probably just cleaning the damage that the professor had in mind. He looked at his watch. 11:56. The door to the lab still creaked like it had for the past three years, it was the small things like that, that caused Chris to hate the place.
Late again, Chris? I guess you think I want you to help clean up?
Yeah, why would today have any difference at all?
Because Im giving you your first pokmon
WHAAAT?
Chris was in shock. His parents had decided from an early age against him being a trainer, and the professor (I dont think he told anyone his name) knew that, but now he had a chance.
I know your mother is against it, but your father said you were getting bored and lonely here in this small town, so we agreed as long as you check out the research archive first, you can have a pokmon. You know what ones they are
Belid, a fire pokmon, evolves to the powerful Metagon, one of the most sought after pokmon in this region.
Magid, an electric/grass hybrid, although it is a nightmare to water types, it is also powerful to many others.
Penky, an ice/water hybrid, one of the cutest pokmon in the region, also has a fair strength.
Chris had thought of what one he would choose many times, and now he had the chance, he knew what one to get.
Ill choose
To be continued?