Notes Before: I'm going to try a better story then my past story Sething Darkness. I've been reading some other Fanfiction and I think I'm ready for another go at Fanfiction. Ok, for all of you out there here is my story.
~Luko~
Prolouge
The ten year old Pokemon Trainer stood againest his rival. The trainer was dressed in a black school uniform; he had semi-long silver hair. His eyes a calm but totally tense Dark Blue. He was looking at his rival ready for anything.
"Come on, Luko!" the other trainer said annoyed. "This is a Pokemon Battle. Not a staring contest."
As if on cue the rest of the class laughed. Luko then tossed the only Pokeball he had and it opened with a blast of white light. A Cyndaquil came out. But the other trainer; having been training longer sent out a fully trained Vaporeon. Its blue scaly body gleamed in the sun.
"Vaporeon!" the other trainer yelled. "Hydro Pump!"
There was no way Luko's Cyndaquil could handle such an attack. The small Fire type went flying backwards banging into a tree. The battle was over.
Luko sadly returned his Pokemon and walked the other way. He knew he was not good at training Pokemon. Maybe if he gave his Pokemon away to a trainer who needed more and train it better then he could.
Hey kid," came a voice out of no where.
Luko stopped and saw a man walk out of the shadows. He was at least twenty something. Luko slowly walked past the man.
"STOP!" the man ordered.
Now frightened Luko sped up. But he was not quick enough to escape the man. He grabbed hold of him.
"Don't say a word!" the man yelled. "If you know whats good for you!"
Luko did not say a word or try to escape. He just stopped moving all together and waited to see what world happen next. But what he did not know was that in nine years when he turned nineteen he would figure out his destiny.
After Notes: There is the Prolude. Luko's name in my signature is a link to a picture of him at the age of nineteen which is how old he is in most of this story. Please tell me what you think.