Rioku_Zanketa
...::Ultimate Warrior::...
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- Seen Feb 15, 2009
In this world, there are marvelous creatures well known as pokemon. Many fables and stories have been told based around Pokemon trainers and their achievements. Diffrent stories, diffrent realities have been created and set in motion. This is only but one of the many tales, a tale of three Pokemone Legends....
What is a pokemon master? Can there be more than one? Three legends ask the same question...and as far as they're concerned,....they will find out.
What is a pokemon master? Can there be more than one? Three legends ask the same question...and as far as they're concerned,....they will find out.
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Prologue: De Facto Red
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It was quiet on the eastern front. In the small bit of wastelands in kanto stood proudly a black fortified base; a Team Rocket base. The base appeared silent until a statement broke that assumption.
"Sir, he's comming." Stated a man in all black. A large red R contrasted his attire on the front and back of his shirt, as did all others hiding in well shaded areas.
"Yes, I can see that. Ready all Tyrannitars. Prepare their hyper beams."
"Yes sir."
Yards away, a Pidgeot swayed from soaring the skies preparing to land. As it landed ever so softly, a figure leapt off the back, raising up a pokeball to call back the large fowl. The wind blew, shifting the kid's long red and white sports jacket. His once-eye covering baseball cap was tilted up, allowing to brown eyes to scan the base ahead. An intercom took over the silence completely.
"How great it is to see you, Red! I heard you have acquired my latest project, and thus, I knew you would come find me. How you managed to do so is beyond me....or perhaps, was it all his doing..?" A booming voice spoke. The kid, a football field's length away, remained silent while reaching for another pokeball. Upon grabbing it, the boy spun it on one fing as if it were a basket ball before it grew to its usual size. He then proceded to grab it.
"No Answer? Ahh, your continuous silence always amused me. At the end of this day, only one of us will be leaving this base......AND IT WILL BE ME!!! FIRE!!!" The voice roared, making sure to add plenty of haste on the last bit. Right on his command, a multitude of large yellow beams piercef forward at the boy. And just at the same time, the aformentioned pokeball was dropped to the ground. The moment it kissed the ground, a blaze of red took form of a pale bipedal alien-like pokemon. At the command of this pokemon's tri-fingered hands, a purple berrier formed around the two, and the beams were forced to make a U-turn straight back to their originators. Multiple explosions rocked the poor base, and the scoundrel soldiers scrambled. Smoke billowed around in the base as dual-rotor helicopters raced out of their. That was it. One move, and the foe had already defeated itself. But their destruction was far from over. With defeat came overkill, and the mysterious pokemon made sure of it by glaring at the cowardly copters. As its eyes pierced them with a deadly glowing lavender gaze, the said helicopters randomly exploded. As the meyhem continued on, the two simply waltzed over to the base while a violet berrier surrounded them.
Among the rubble was man in business attire. he would've looked quite professional had debree not ruined his clothing. He had leaned upon a wall while blood trickled down his mouth. "Heh heh. Well played. Eh, I never had my hopes up anyways. Red, Mewtwo. Go ahead....especially you, Red. You have become a master, taming the untameable. Finish it." Stated the man. Through telekenesis, a deep voice was heard. "You have brought this upon yourself, Geovanni. You have ruined my life. Red had nothing to do with this assault, but I do respect him. It is the only reason I serve him. Now let me complete my destiny." Said the pokemon as a hand was pointed at the man.
A small pause ensued...
"I was always proud of you, my son--"
--TZINC--
Almost on sync, both Red and Mewtwo's eyes widened with shock from the man's last comment. With the snap of a finger, Geovanni's mind was erased, leaving only a blank shell of a human behind. Mewtwo looked at Red to read into his thoughts, but the kid had only tugged his cap down over his face before turning away. "I was so overcome with rage, I never realized it." Mewtwo stated. "......."
In this particular world of pokemon, this boy is only but one of three who have ascended normal standards of a pokemon trainer. It is now that his andventuring will undergo one final test. To find out who is the ultimate pokemon master.
((As you can see, things are a little diffrent from the manga. This fan fiction merely reflects how I went through Red version, how I saw things As Red, Jake[Silver], and Seth[Sapphire]))