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This the story of Red's son's journey through Kanto.
This is his journal. I know it's short but this is just the first chapter.
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"Mark, come here, son," called my father. "There's some things I would like to give you, but before that, please go to Prof. Blue's lab, it's time for your Pokémon to meet you," he smiled.
"Really, Dad?"
I tried not to grin so much, but I can't help it. "Now, now Mark, don't be so excited, or you'll pass out," teased my dad. "now, go! Blue is waiting for you!"
I walked with a steadying pace, trying in vain to suppress my excitement. I'm getting a Pokémon, purred my brain. I'm having this fantasy about Pokémon when suddenly, I crashed with a boy, my rival, Ernest. "Well, hi Mark," he said my name like it was a poisonous venom. "What brings you in my father's lab?" I realized that I'm standing outside the Pallet Town Lab. "I came here to receive my Pokémon, why?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot that you're going to your own Pokémon journey too," he said. I didn't answer back but gestured to enter the famous lab.
"Ah, my rookies, or may I say, Pallet Town's new rookies. This here is your Pokémon, secured in the Pokéball. Pick, and they will be yours."
"That's a hard choice," I said weakly.
"It is, isn't it?" laughed the professor.
I came forward, and saw the Pokémons in the Pokéball, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Charmander. I picked the first Pokéball. "Squirtle, fine choice, beautiful starter."
"Go, Squirtle!" And there sat on the table, a cute blue turtle. I picked it in my arms and hugged it. "You're so cute!" I exclaimed.
"Cute?" sneered Ernest. "You picked a Pokémon that is cute? You pick a Pokémon that looks stronger! Like this Charmander. Father, if you'll excuse me, I'm training this Pokémon now."
"Oh, wait! Take this Pokédex. It is the ---"
"Hi-tech encyclopedia about Pokémon, bla bla bla. I'm off now, Father and Mark.
"This is your Pokédex, Mark, please pardon my son, he's just anxious to become the Champion."
"No, not at all, sir. I'm off now, professor!"
"Bye, Mark, make Pallet Town proud!"
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I hurried back to our house, and found my father and Poli(my father's Poliwrath)watering the plant. When my father saw me running to him, he beamed with pride.
"Well, Mark, may I see the lucky Pokemon?" asked my father.
"Sure, Dad! Meet my Squirtle!" I said happily.
"Squirtle, huh? I thought you'll gonna pick a Bulbasaur? Like my Venausaur. But anyways, nice pick, Mark, you'll gonna be an exquisite trainer! said Dad proudly, "Let's go inside and I'll give you my gifts."
We sat at the couch, and Dad told Poli to get my "gifts." I sat with my Squirtle, and felt a bulge in my pocket, I took it out------it's my Pokedex.
When my dad saw it, he encouraged me to point the camera to squirtle , so I did. It opened with a white screen and later posted a picture of Squirtle, and in the speaker, a womanly voice spoke:
Squirtle the turtle Pokemon, it shelters itself in its shell, then strikes back with spouts of water at every opportunity.
"Nice little thing, Pokedex, isn't it? Now point it in Poli."
I obeyed, and pointed it to Poli:
Poliwrath, it has extremely tough muscles, it can keep swimming in the Pacific Ocean without resting.
"Now, my gift. Here is, your Running Shoes, Pokenav, 5 sets of Pokeballs, 5 Potions, Bag, Belt, where you can stick your Pokeball."
"Thanks, Dad!."
I wore my belt, put the bag in my shoulder, and my shoes to my feet, and put the rest of the items in the bag
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"Let's go, Mark."
We passed houses, and I said goodbyes to my neighbors and friends, and finally we were at the Pallet Town's Boundaries.
"Call me as soon as you wake up tomorrow, understand?"
"Yes, Father." I replied.
I said my farewell to my father, and let Squirtle walk with me.
Off we go, to Viridian!
This the story of Red's son's journey through Kanto.
This is his journal. I know it's short but this is just the first chapter.
Please rate
Chapter 1 - Where It All Starts
Hello, I'm Mark, and I'm the son of the famous and powerful trainer, Red. I am 13 years old and about to start my own journey through Kanto. "Mark, come here, son," called my father. "There's some things I would like to give you, but before that, please go to Prof. Blue's lab, it's time for your Pokémon to meet you," he smiled.
"Really, Dad?"
I tried not to grin so much, but I can't help it. "Now, now Mark, don't be so excited, or you'll pass out," teased my dad. "now, go! Blue is waiting for you!"
I walked with a steadying pace, trying in vain to suppress my excitement. I'm getting a Pokémon, purred my brain. I'm having this fantasy about Pokémon when suddenly, I crashed with a boy, my rival, Ernest. "Well, hi Mark," he said my name like it was a poisonous venom. "What brings you in my father's lab?" I realized that I'm standing outside the Pallet Town Lab. "I came here to receive my Pokémon, why?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot that you're going to your own Pokémon journey too," he said. I didn't answer back but gestured to enter the famous lab.
"Ah, my rookies, or may I say, Pallet Town's new rookies. This here is your Pokémon, secured in the Pokéball. Pick, and they will be yours."
"That's a hard choice," I said weakly.
"It is, isn't it?" laughed the professor.
I came forward, and saw the Pokémons in the Pokéball, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Charmander. I picked the first Pokéball. "Squirtle, fine choice, beautiful starter."
"Go, Squirtle!" And there sat on the table, a cute blue turtle. I picked it in my arms and hugged it. "You're so cute!" I exclaimed.
"Cute?" sneered Ernest. "You picked a Pokémon that is cute? You pick a Pokémon that looks stronger! Like this Charmander. Father, if you'll excuse me, I'm training this Pokémon now."
"Oh, wait! Take this Pokédex. It is the ---"
"Hi-tech encyclopedia about Pokémon, bla bla bla. I'm off now, Father and Mark.
"This is your Pokédex, Mark, please pardon my son, he's just anxious to become the Champion."
"No, not at all, sir. I'm off now, professor!"
"Bye, Mark, make Pallet Town proud!"
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I hurried back to our house, and found my father and Poli(my father's Poliwrath)watering the plant. When my father saw me running to him, he beamed with pride.
"Well, Mark, may I see the lucky Pokemon?" asked my father.
"Sure, Dad! Meet my Squirtle!" I said happily.
"Squirtle, huh? I thought you'll gonna pick a Bulbasaur? Like my Venausaur. But anyways, nice pick, Mark, you'll gonna be an exquisite trainer! said Dad proudly, "Let's go inside and I'll give you my gifts."
We sat at the couch, and Dad told Poli to get my "gifts." I sat with my Squirtle, and felt a bulge in my pocket, I took it out------it's my Pokedex.
When my dad saw it, he encouraged me to point the camera to squirtle , so I did. It opened with a white screen and later posted a picture of Squirtle, and in the speaker, a womanly voice spoke:
Squirtle the turtle Pokemon, it shelters itself in its shell, then strikes back with spouts of water at every opportunity.
"Nice little thing, Pokedex, isn't it? Now point it in Poli."
I obeyed, and pointed it to Poli:
Poliwrath, it has extremely tough muscles, it can keep swimming in the Pacific Ocean without resting.
"Now, my gift. Here is, your Running Shoes, Pokenav, 5 sets of Pokeballs, 5 Potions, Bag, Belt, where you can stick your Pokeball."
"Thanks, Dad!."
I wore my belt, put the bag in my shoulder, and my shoes to my feet, and put the rest of the items in the bag
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Let's go, Mark."
We passed houses, and I said goodbyes to my neighbors and friends, and finally we were at the Pallet Town's Boundaries.
"Call me as soon as you wake up tomorrow, understand?"
"Yes, Father." I replied.
I said my farewell to my father, and let Squirtle walk with me.
Off we go, to Viridian!
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