Garouga! Bare Your Fangs!
Throw your fangs up!
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Okay, I'm in a write-something kind of mood and I'm REALLY hyper thanks to Raisin Bran and DDR. So I figured why not write a Pokemon fanfic? Pokemon RPs produce my best work, and I think I can apply that to a story for once. I aim for this to be different from the 'Beat Team ______' stuff that has gotten pretty common on Pokemon forums. No, this will be...A TRAINER'S JOURNEY. If this goes over well, I may also decide to do a story for Kanto.
Chapter One: Sibling Rivalry! The Journey Begins!
"Gooooooood morning, Johto! You're tuned in to Trainer's Guide with me, DJ Khannon! The time is 5:30 A.M., and it's time for a Trainer's Guide Update. As of ten minutes ago, there was been an increase in the sightings of Zubat outside of the Ice Path. But since when have Zubat been scarce? Also, the southern passage out of Blackthorn has been blocked by Gym Leader Zane, who is undergoing intense training in the ways of Ice Pokemon. Since the departure of highly respected Gym Leader Pryce and until Zane is finished training, there will be no Mahogany Gym badge to collect. That could spell bad news for this year's Pokemon League tournament, which has a total of twelve returning participants and no newbies! The chairman of the Johto Pokemon League urges all trainers with eight badges to apply for the tournament at--" The blurred vision that soon burns your eyes at the first sign of light; The enhanced hearing that seems to have the sole purpose of giving you a headache; The numb feeling in your right leg as you roll off of the bed. These all fall under the same category: The 'joy' of waking up.
"Silver! Silver Harper, if you aren't up and dressed in five minutes, then I'm telling the professor to forget about giving you that Pokemon!" The enhanced hearing kicked in, and Silver Harper groaned loudly as he sat up in his bed. His long black hair was a mess, and he could feel the legs of his pajama bottoms sticking to him. He stood up after recognizing the feeling; It was warm and damp, and had a strong odor to it. He knew what had happened, and stared menacingly out into the hallway. In the middle of the hall sat the family pet, a Poochyena puppy that had been nicknamed Pooch. It looked rather pleased with itself, having just been given a new rubber bone by Silver's mother. The teen stared at it for a second, then ran to the door and poked his head out. The hall seemed deserted, so Silver stepped out and faced the stairs. He then began to yell to his mother.
"Make it fifteen! Pooch decided to--"
"Pee on his leg again!" Silver swore under his breath and turned around to face the door at the end of the hall. Sure enough, his identical twin Gold stood in the doorway, already dressed in black shorts, a red and black striped T-shirt, and white running shoes. On his back was a bag that seemed to be halfway full. Gold grinned and walked down the hall, shoving Silver into the bathroom upon approaching him. Silver swore again and shut the door, locking it and testing to make sure it was truly locked. When he was satisfied, he turned around and began undressing, getting ready for his second shower in twelve hours.
"Mom, why are we up so early again?" Silver yawned and shook his wet hair out in a doglike manner, much to his mom's annoyance. Gold grinned and lifted his hand to point and laugh, but was soon sprayed with droplets of water. It was Silver's turn to laugh, and he took his seat at the table in the kitchen. Both of his parents were reading separate sections of the paper and tried to pay no attention to what had happened.
"Water Gun attack!" Silver shook his head again, spraying water across the table at his brother. Gold wiped his eyes clean, then picked up a buttered bagel from the plate at the center of the table and flung it in retaliation.
"Overly Buttered Bagel attack!" Silver opened his mouth to catch the bagel, only to have Pooch jump across in front of him and intercept it. The boys both started laughing, and stopped once their mother slammed her section of the newspaper down in annoyance. She looked from both Gold to Silver, then at their father across the table from her.
"What did I say about insulting your father's cooking? He really put some effort into it this time, and you still put it down?" Silver's father looked over the edge of his paper at his wife, who was giving him a 'Your Turn' look, and sighed. He neatly folded the paper and picked up a bagel, examining it for any flaws.
"Come on, boys. I think I did good this time. I mean, look at that crispy golden color!" Silver picked up another bagel and looked at it like his father did. There was no arguing that it WAS toasted to perfection, but there was still one big detail that stood out.
"Dad, there's at least an inch of butter on this. If I bite it, I may have a heart attack right here." Gold, who had recently taken a bite of one of the bagels, clamped his mouth shut while laughing, slamming his fist on the table at the same time. He started choking and coughing, and soon had to spit his bagel out into a napkin. He balled the napkin up and shot for the trash can, but barely missed it and hit the floor instead. Pooch scurried out from under the table and picked it up, swallowing it in a matter of seconds. Mrs. Harper swore heavily enough to catch the attention of the rest of the family as she stood up and ran over to Pooch.
"Pooch! Bad boy! No eating out of the trash, or anything meant for the trash! We raised you better than that! We--What?" Mrs. Harper picked up Pooch and rubbed his stomach, all the while looking at her family. they stared back in an awed silence, until Gold finally cracked a grin and flashed a thumbs-up at his mom.
"Alright, Mom! I knew you had it in you!" Silver slowly turned his head from his mom to his brother, who quickly dropped his hand and pretended to look at his watch. A look of fake shock spread across his face, and he grabbed his bag and headed for the door.
"Oh, look at the time. We're late already. Come on, Sil, we need to get there in five minutes!" Silver looked at his own watch, which said six o'clock on the dot. The lab didn't open for another hour, and it was only a fifteen minute walk to get there. However, he just shrugged and picked up his own bag. His parents walked him to the door, where he hugged both of them and waited for his brother to do so as well. Once he did they started down the path to Newbark Town, not wanting to look back in fear of their mother crying her eyes out. Gold dared to look back, and did not see her crying, but instead running up the path after them. He tapped Silver on the shoulder and he too turned around, and they both looked at each other.
"Noooo, you can't leave yet! You're still to young I won't let you! Please don't leave me!" Silver heard his mother shouting pointless threats at them, trying to keep them from setting off on their adventure. As she got closer, he felt sudden fear and took off down the path as fast as he could go. Gold, too, felt the same thing and followed his brother.
"Hurry, Gold! If she catches you, it's all over!"
Next chapter: Departure and Capture! Rivals to the End!
Johto: The Land Of Beginnings
Chapter One: Sibling Rivalry! The Journey Begins!
"Gooooooood morning, Johto! You're tuned in to Trainer's Guide with me, DJ Khannon! The time is 5:30 A.M., and it's time for a Trainer's Guide Update. As of ten minutes ago, there was been an increase in the sightings of Zubat outside of the Ice Path. But since when have Zubat been scarce? Also, the southern passage out of Blackthorn has been blocked by Gym Leader Zane, who is undergoing intense training in the ways of Ice Pokemon. Since the departure of highly respected Gym Leader Pryce and until Zane is finished training, there will be no Mahogany Gym badge to collect. That could spell bad news for this year's Pokemon League tournament, which has a total of twelve returning participants and no newbies! The chairman of the Johto Pokemon League urges all trainers with eight badges to apply for the tournament at--" The blurred vision that soon burns your eyes at the first sign of light; The enhanced hearing that seems to have the sole purpose of giving you a headache; The numb feeling in your right leg as you roll off of the bed. These all fall under the same category: The 'joy' of waking up.
"Silver! Silver Harper, if you aren't up and dressed in five minutes, then I'm telling the professor to forget about giving you that Pokemon!" The enhanced hearing kicked in, and Silver Harper groaned loudly as he sat up in his bed. His long black hair was a mess, and he could feel the legs of his pajama bottoms sticking to him. He stood up after recognizing the feeling; It was warm and damp, and had a strong odor to it. He knew what had happened, and stared menacingly out into the hallway. In the middle of the hall sat the family pet, a Poochyena puppy that had been nicknamed Pooch. It looked rather pleased with itself, having just been given a new rubber bone by Silver's mother. The teen stared at it for a second, then ran to the door and poked his head out. The hall seemed deserted, so Silver stepped out and faced the stairs. He then began to yell to his mother.
"Make it fifteen! Pooch decided to--"
"Pee on his leg again!" Silver swore under his breath and turned around to face the door at the end of the hall. Sure enough, his identical twin Gold stood in the doorway, already dressed in black shorts, a red and black striped T-shirt, and white running shoes. On his back was a bag that seemed to be halfway full. Gold grinned and walked down the hall, shoving Silver into the bathroom upon approaching him. Silver swore again and shut the door, locking it and testing to make sure it was truly locked. When he was satisfied, he turned around and began undressing, getting ready for his second shower in twelve hours.
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"Mom, why are we up so early again?" Silver yawned and shook his wet hair out in a doglike manner, much to his mom's annoyance. Gold grinned and lifted his hand to point and laugh, but was soon sprayed with droplets of water. It was Silver's turn to laugh, and he took his seat at the table in the kitchen. Both of his parents were reading separate sections of the paper and tried to pay no attention to what had happened.
"Water Gun attack!" Silver shook his head again, spraying water across the table at his brother. Gold wiped his eyes clean, then picked up a buttered bagel from the plate at the center of the table and flung it in retaliation.
"Overly Buttered Bagel attack!" Silver opened his mouth to catch the bagel, only to have Pooch jump across in front of him and intercept it. The boys both started laughing, and stopped once their mother slammed her section of the newspaper down in annoyance. She looked from both Gold to Silver, then at their father across the table from her.
"What did I say about insulting your father's cooking? He really put some effort into it this time, and you still put it down?" Silver's father looked over the edge of his paper at his wife, who was giving him a 'Your Turn' look, and sighed. He neatly folded the paper and picked up a bagel, examining it for any flaws.
"Come on, boys. I think I did good this time. I mean, look at that crispy golden color!" Silver picked up another bagel and looked at it like his father did. There was no arguing that it WAS toasted to perfection, but there was still one big detail that stood out.
"Dad, there's at least an inch of butter on this. If I bite it, I may have a heart attack right here." Gold, who had recently taken a bite of one of the bagels, clamped his mouth shut while laughing, slamming his fist on the table at the same time. He started choking and coughing, and soon had to spit his bagel out into a napkin. He balled the napkin up and shot for the trash can, but barely missed it and hit the floor instead. Pooch scurried out from under the table and picked it up, swallowing it in a matter of seconds. Mrs. Harper swore heavily enough to catch the attention of the rest of the family as she stood up and ran over to Pooch.
"Pooch! Bad boy! No eating out of the trash, or anything meant for the trash! We raised you better than that! We--What?" Mrs. Harper picked up Pooch and rubbed his stomach, all the while looking at her family. they stared back in an awed silence, until Gold finally cracked a grin and flashed a thumbs-up at his mom.
"Alright, Mom! I knew you had it in you!" Silver slowly turned his head from his mom to his brother, who quickly dropped his hand and pretended to look at his watch. A look of fake shock spread across his face, and he grabbed his bag and headed for the door.
"Oh, look at the time. We're late already. Come on, Sil, we need to get there in five minutes!" Silver looked at his own watch, which said six o'clock on the dot. The lab didn't open for another hour, and it was only a fifteen minute walk to get there. However, he just shrugged and picked up his own bag. His parents walked him to the door, where he hugged both of them and waited for his brother to do so as well. Once he did they started down the path to Newbark Town, not wanting to look back in fear of their mother crying her eyes out. Gold dared to look back, and did not see her crying, but instead running up the path after them. He tapped Silver on the shoulder and he too turned around, and they both looked at each other.
"Noooo, you can't leave yet! You're still to young I won't let you! Please don't leave me!" Silver heard his mother shouting pointless threats at them, trying to keep them from setting off on their adventure. As she got closer, he felt sudden fear and took off down the path as fast as he could go. Gold, too, felt the same thing and followed his brother.
"Hurry, Gold! If she catches you, it's all over!"
Next chapter: Departure and Capture! Rivals to the End!
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