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~~EDITED VERSION~~
**G for General audience (may contain teenage boys screaming like little girls)
Please give me constructive criticism at least. Any other mistakes, hints and most of all good feelings about it would be great to hear.**
Episode 1: The Origin
A small boy popped smoothly through the front door.
?Teer! Don?t think I didn?t hear that!? Teer?s mother yelled down the hall of the house.
The deep voice of Teer?s father sounded, ?Why are you late Teer Kusion??
The boy quickly answered like he?s got nothing to lose, ?I was playing with Pokemon!? Teer thought. Then started again to say, ?With Yete! He thought of it!?
The father went on to say, ?As long as you?re only going to the Professor?s place, we do worry about you??
The mother interrupted saying, ?Only the crazy Professor?s place? I?m not one hundred percent sure about that guy!?
The father moved his head toward the general direction of his wife, ?The Professor is the least we have to worry about, our little boy isn?t little anymore??
The boy noticed that he?s not really apart of the conversion anymore and so tried to escape without the detection of his two parents. He easily made out that it didn?t work, with his dad holding him firmly by the collar.
The father halted all talking the mother was trying to get across to him. And started to talk in a jokingly manner, ?Hey... Baby, wouldn?t it be the sweetest if we could keep teenagers in a Pok?ball like we do with Pokemon??
The very talkative wife started to think. She then goes on the say, ?You know what? I think they made something like that. Maybe we should look it up??
The clever teen quickly came back with, ?No mum, that?s for keeping the female gender in. I?m sure they called the type of Pok?ball, Perfect World.?
The husband got a small smile on his face. The withering look on his wives' eyes stops the enjoyment of the moment in its place. There was silence for a few seconds. The son then pulled a piece of paper out from his bag. While passing it to his father he says, ?Could you sign this??
He?s father started reading the paper and then asked somebody to get him a pen. The smooth lady turned around and quickly picked up a pen. The father subconsciously thanked his wife, and moved the pen closer to the paper. He signed the paper.
?Have a nice time tomorrow. Also, all's fair in love and war so because you were late in this evening, you are going to bed early.? The father said with great confidence.
The boy then rolled his eyes to the top of his head in frustration, and then walked to his room. The husband then moved his head in the direction of his wife. Looking her in the eyes, he expected a ?well done grasshopper? type of look from her. She then laughed for a reason that was unknown to her husband and continued to prepare the meal with her man.
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The next day Teer thought about others becoming Pokemon trainers. The field trip to Pokemon grasslands was no help. Only one more year he told himself. He kept on thinking about that golden age of fifteen, when three at a time the people that wanted to become Pokemon trainers would have the opportunity to become one.
Every year each grade would go on a field trip, after each year the field trips would become harder. Teer was at the highest level, which was of course because next year was when you obtained your Pokemon. On the trip there were teams of fours. Each teacher had his or her own group; they had to get help from the parents to supervise.
This year the grasslands were unbelievably dry. The children stuck closely behind the main teacher, for she was the one with the protection.
Someone screamed. The other groups froze. It was a pack of Houndour and a Houndoom that were threatening Teer?s group. The teacher knew what could happen if one of the deadly dogs used a fire attack in the grasslands.
The leader slowly opened her backpack up to reach for something, while still looking at the Houndoom?s movements. She looked the Houndoom straight in the eyes. She became ridged, and crumpled to the ground, as if in slow motion. She was left defenceless. Her bag dropped dramatically on to the sandy pathway. Three new looking Pok?balls then fell out.
Teer looked over to the Pok?balls. He moved to draw one of them. Then heard a voice from another in his group. ?Are you going to help us??
She was Teer?s old classmate. She looked over to him with in fear, but he could sense an innocent smile.
Something snapped. Everything changed. The moment altered Teer. Teer picked up one of the balls, and, saying nothing? ran. Teer ran as fast as his legs could take him, bitterly aware that this choice would guide him to what he was to become.
The scared boy ran as far away from his team as fast he could. Leaping over a knot of grass, he gasped as he realised there was a steep bank on the other side. Blocking his face from the bushes that stung, he could not see and literally started to roll down the steep terrain.
Finally Teer was stopped by a swollen, fast moving river, which was only going to make his escape worse.
The river churned faster and faster. Teer saw that he could do nothing. He looked down at the Pok?ball still tightly grasped in his hand. He yelled, ?I choose you!?
A golden light shone from the ball. A red stream of light pointed towards the water and began to form a Pokemon. A bright blue Pokemon poked her turquoise coloured head out of her patterned shell. The Squirtle opened its bright red eyes.
The water Pokemon was swimming in front of Teer as if all was right with the world. Teer screamed at it, ?Help me!?
Squirtle started scratching its head with no idea what was going on. Teer rolled his eyes to the sky and let out a big sigh. Then he grabbed on to the shell of Squirtle knowing that he was still safer with the natural swimmer than on his own.
Clutching furiously to the hard shell in the seething water, Teer, and then the small Pok?mon looked up only to see a few short moments later, an immense, foaming waterfall up ahead. Teer screamed like a little girl and Squirtle was so shocked that all the Pokemon could do was stare at the ever-closer waterfall. Teer bit his tongue to stop his shrieks and began to shake the Pokemon. Teer then shouted, ?Aren?t you going to do something?!?
Squirtle then snapped out of it and started using Tail Whip like a motor of a speedboat. Both of them shot out of the water and onto the land as Squirtle pulled a very cunning Water Gun technique on the raging water.
Teer tried to pull himself together. He attempted to calm his burning lungs. He wanted to get back to normal. As Teer sat on the damp grass he wrapped his arms around his knees and curled up into a ball. His throat burned. He wept.
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