Elven Knight
Master of the Sky Dragon
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- Age 35
- I'm back home in the UK now
- Seen Dec 19, 2005
:sean: This is my first fanfic, so plz,benice if it's UBA SH1TE I've never submitted a fanfic before so i don't no whats wrong and whats right. Anyway, this is set after Brendan has defeated the Hoenn Champion and been claimed it himself. He didn't catch Groudon or Kyogre because, well i needed a storyline and i've thrown them into this, also there's a sort of BrendanxMay thing as well, it's not got a lot of swearing in and it's only mild, and not a lot of violence either so plz, read and review :sean:
Chapter One
The sunlight poured through the open window and spread across Brendan's face. He moaned loudly as it woke him from his sleep and he dived under the blankets. He closed his eyes again as he was desperate to catch upon the sleep he'd lost. Just before he'd fallen asleep again, a ringing sound erupted through the room. His alarm clock was going off and in a fit of rage he burst from his bed picked up the alarm clock and smashed it on the floor.
'Ah... better' he sighed, relieved. It wasn't until then that he realised what day it was, his fifteenth birthday. He quickly got dressed into his usual outfit red and black outfit and tied his belt around his waist. He checked to make sure all his party were there. Now he the official Hoenn region champion he'd need to carry his poke'mon everywhere with him, as he knew trainers would seek him out and try and beat him to claim his title. He bolted downstairs in the hope his mom would be there and have a truck load of presents for him, but, no-one was there.
'Mom! Mom? Mom where are you?' Brenadan shouted as he ran from the kitchen to the living room and back upstairs to see if his mom was in her room. After a few minuits he sulked back downstairs and found a note on top of the tv.
Dear Brendan, gone to visit your dad in Petalburgh, we'll both be back tomorrow, happy birthday!
Brendan sighed. No present, no birthday breakfast, atleast when they lived in Jhoto his mom and dad always had gifts for him and special breakfasts on his birthday. At least both his parents were going to be home tomorrow, thats one thing to look forward to he thought. He got up and grabbed a slice of cold pizza left from last night, sat down and turned the tv on to the news. It was another report about the outbreaks of dark poke'mon in Orre.
'I wonder is Seth (hero form Colliseum) is alright?' Brendan muttered to himself. He sat there watching two people who looked exactly the same battle each other with these dark poke'mon as spectators all watched from a broken down locomotive. After half an hour there came a knocking at the door. Brendan got up and went over to the door... it was May Birch. Her brown hair was reflecting the sun as did the preety features on her face. She was smiling as Brendan came to the door.
'May... what are you doing here?' Brendan asked.
'You were supposed to visit my dad at his lab today... to get your National poke'dex!' May said.
'Aw! Dambn it! I forget, aw, crap!' Brendan scowled.
'Never mind, come one!' She said grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the house. Brendan just managed to shut the door as May dragged him towards her fathers lab. 'Oh, by the way, happy birthday!' She said, giving him a peck on the cheek. Brendan hid his face quickly, as he knew he was blushing.
'Err... t... thanks.' He stammered.
Chapter One
The sunlight poured through the open window and spread across Brendan's face. He moaned loudly as it woke him from his sleep and he dived under the blankets. He closed his eyes again as he was desperate to catch upon the sleep he'd lost. Just before he'd fallen asleep again, a ringing sound erupted through the room. His alarm clock was going off and in a fit of rage he burst from his bed picked up the alarm clock and smashed it on the floor.
'Ah... better' he sighed, relieved. It wasn't until then that he realised what day it was, his fifteenth birthday. He quickly got dressed into his usual outfit red and black outfit and tied his belt around his waist. He checked to make sure all his party were there. Now he the official Hoenn region champion he'd need to carry his poke'mon everywhere with him, as he knew trainers would seek him out and try and beat him to claim his title. He bolted downstairs in the hope his mom would be there and have a truck load of presents for him, but, no-one was there.
'Mom! Mom? Mom where are you?' Brenadan shouted as he ran from the kitchen to the living room and back upstairs to see if his mom was in her room. After a few minuits he sulked back downstairs and found a note on top of the tv.
Dear Brendan, gone to visit your dad in Petalburgh, we'll both be back tomorrow, happy birthday!
Brendan sighed. No present, no birthday breakfast, atleast when they lived in Jhoto his mom and dad always had gifts for him and special breakfasts on his birthday. At least both his parents were going to be home tomorrow, thats one thing to look forward to he thought. He got up and grabbed a slice of cold pizza left from last night, sat down and turned the tv on to the news. It was another report about the outbreaks of dark poke'mon in Orre.
'I wonder is Seth (hero form Colliseum) is alright?' Brendan muttered to himself. He sat there watching two people who looked exactly the same battle each other with these dark poke'mon as spectators all watched from a broken down locomotive. After half an hour there came a knocking at the door. Brendan got up and went over to the door... it was May Birch. Her brown hair was reflecting the sun as did the preety features on her face. She was smiling as Brendan came to the door.
'May... what are you doing here?' Brendan asked.
'You were supposed to visit my dad at his lab today... to get your National poke'dex!' May said.
'Aw! Dambn it! I forget, aw, crap!' Brendan scowled.
'Never mind, come one!' She said grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the house. Brendan just managed to shut the door as May dragged him towards her fathers lab. 'Oh, by the way, happy birthday!' She said, giving him a peck on the cheek. Brendan hid his face quickly, as he knew he was blushing.
'Err... t... thanks.' He stammered.