TundraCanine
Shizuku
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- O.O Pedophiles!
- Seen Jul 25, 2013
Prologue:
"Mail call for Branson Allen!" Branson stood up on the dock. "I'm here!" he said, waving his arms. The mail man strode towards him. "This is a letter to you from the new Hoenn League! "What? Hoenn League?" Branson said surprised. "I thought they closed it down?" His question went unanswered. Darman chuckled. "Well looks like you'll be getting your journey pretty soon!" Branson smiled at the obvious comment. He laughed. "Haha, I guess you're right Darman!" "Well, open it up and lets have a peek eh?" Branson practically ripped the envelope apart, and carefully took its contents out.
It read:
Dear Branson Allen,
You must be ready for your Pokemon Journey to begin about now, yes? Here is your chance! Enclosed is a ticket for the S.S. Lapras, which will take you to the newly opened Hoenn League! There you will learn and train about Pokemon! You will also meet new friends as well. Just meet us at the Olivine Seaport in 3 days at noon. You are among the first to take part in the new Hoenn league, make us proud!
Branson folded the letter back up. "I guess I'm going to Hoenn for my Journey. Any preparation suggestions?" Darman put his hand on Branson's shoulder. "All i suggest taking is a backpack, and knowledge." Branson said his goodbye to Darman, and promptly ran towards his home.
News of the letter spread fast. Branson was getting compliments from everyone, even Jasmine. On the day of the boat arrival, Branson was saying his goodbyes to all the residents of Olivine. He was talking to Jasmine. "Well sis, looks like now, we'll both be trainers!
Jasmine smiled. "It sure does, and I'm proud of you. Be sure to contact me every now and then. Promise me it." Branson nodded. "Of course I will, I'm not just going to leave my sister in the dark while I'm on an adventure!"
They walked to the dock, and awaited for the S.S. Lapras.
When it finally arrived, Branson gave his sister a hug, and boarded. As he sailed off, all of Olivine waved to him, wishing him luck as he began his new adventure.
The entire time Branson was on the S.S. Lapras was spent pondering the types of Pokemon he would use. He and Jasmine were both fond of the Steel type. Maybe he would use one. The rest of his time was spent sleeping in anticipation of his arrival.
He finally arrived in Littleroot. He checked his card. He was supposed to meet a Professor Birch? He walked towards the lab. He entered the doors and was almost bowled over by a young girl. "Dad! A trainer is here!" He heard scrambling around and running. A middle aged man stood before him. "Hello, I'm Professor Birch, I will be giving you your first Pokemon! Or, I should say, helping you capture it. But first, which person are you?"
"I'm Branson" he said nervously. "I'm from Olivine in Johto." The Professor seemed to be overjoyed. "Well Branson, let me give you your Pokedex and your Started Ball, which will both help on deciding your first Pokemon! Then, I'll take you to the Started Park where I will set you loose to catch your first Pokemon companion."
Birch led Branson outside to a large area. "This is the Starter Park. I'll only give you one Starter Ball, so use it wisely on a Pokemon you know you'll love!" Branson walked through the gate. "Hmmm" he said. "Four areas" I think I'll start in the Desert, then move to the Lake, then the Forest, and finally the Cave. He set off.
On his way around the Desert, he saw many Pokemon, but none of them sparked his interest. It was the same story with the Forest and Lake. Nothing. He finally moved on to the Cave. His hopes were down. He walked around for a while, and saw nothing. He was about too turn back when he saw a shiny glint in the corner of his eye. He turned around. A small, rounded Pokemon was staring at him. He checked his Pokedex:
"Aron, the Iron Armor Pokémon. Aron has an impressive defense power and eats iron ore in order to build up the metal in its body. "
"Iron Armor Pokemon? Seems like a pretty interesting Pokemon to me! I think I'll catch it!" Branson readied the pokeball. He threw it, but at that moment, the Aron ran. He gave chase to it. They ran for a long time. Branson lost sight of the Aron. He scanned the area for it. The familiar shiny glint caught his eye again, but this time, all he saw was its two front legs. Branson rushed towards it. Apparently while it was running, it has not been paying attention and slipped on a cliff, and it was barely hanging on. "Um, hang on there, I'll help you up. As Branson reached for the small creature, it began to squirm, and almost fell even further. He grabbed it right as it let go, and pressed it close to his chest as he went out of the cave. The Aron showed no resistance then.
"Now, how about we try again. I'm Branson, and I would like you to come and travel with me." he said. The Iron Hide Pokemon stared up at him with its big blue eyes. It seemed to understand. It nuzzled the Started Ball that was latched the Branson's belt. "Really, you want to come with me?" Branson said. "Ok, well." He pushed the Aron off of him. "Lets try this once more!" he shouted as he tossed the ball. This time, Aron didn't run. It stood there with pride, and let itself be captured.
Branson met with Professor Birch. "Professor! I caught one!" The Professor smiled. "I knew you could do it. So, what did you catch?" Branson pressed the small button on the ball. His new friend popped out in a red beam. "Ah!" Birch exclaimed. "An Aron! Excellent choice!. With your sister being a steel type gym leader, I'm sure she will be pleased." Branson smiled. "Thank you sir." Birch continued. "Now, I suggest you get on Route 101 and begin your challenge, but first, would you like to give your Aron a name? Branson considered it. "I think I'll call her....Alloy!" "A fine name indeed, now go! You have a long road ahead of you!" Branson ran off towards his destination. This time, Alloy by his side.
"Mail call for Branson Allen!" Branson stood up on the dock. "I'm here!" he said, waving his arms. The mail man strode towards him. "This is a letter to you from the new Hoenn League! "What? Hoenn League?" Branson said surprised. "I thought they closed it down?" His question went unanswered. Darman chuckled. "Well looks like you'll be getting your journey pretty soon!" Branson smiled at the obvious comment. He laughed. "Haha, I guess you're right Darman!" "Well, open it up and lets have a peek eh?" Branson practically ripped the envelope apart, and carefully took its contents out.
It read:
Dear Branson Allen,
You must be ready for your Pokemon Journey to begin about now, yes? Here is your chance! Enclosed is a ticket for the S.S. Lapras, which will take you to the newly opened Hoenn League! There you will learn and train about Pokemon! You will also meet new friends as well. Just meet us at the Olivine Seaport in 3 days at noon. You are among the first to take part in the new Hoenn league, make us proud!
Branson folded the letter back up. "I guess I'm going to Hoenn for my Journey. Any preparation suggestions?" Darman put his hand on Branson's shoulder. "All i suggest taking is a backpack, and knowledge." Branson said his goodbye to Darman, and promptly ran towards his home.
News of the letter spread fast. Branson was getting compliments from everyone, even Jasmine. On the day of the boat arrival, Branson was saying his goodbyes to all the residents of Olivine. He was talking to Jasmine. "Well sis, looks like now, we'll both be trainers!
Jasmine smiled. "It sure does, and I'm proud of you. Be sure to contact me every now and then. Promise me it." Branson nodded. "Of course I will, I'm not just going to leave my sister in the dark while I'm on an adventure!"
They walked to the dock, and awaited for the S.S. Lapras.
When it finally arrived, Branson gave his sister a hug, and boarded. As he sailed off, all of Olivine waved to him, wishing him luck as he began his new adventure.
The entire time Branson was on the S.S. Lapras was spent pondering the types of Pokemon he would use. He and Jasmine were both fond of the Steel type. Maybe he would use one. The rest of his time was spent sleeping in anticipation of his arrival.
He finally arrived in Littleroot. He checked his card. He was supposed to meet a Professor Birch? He walked towards the lab. He entered the doors and was almost bowled over by a young girl. "Dad! A trainer is here!" He heard scrambling around and running. A middle aged man stood before him. "Hello, I'm Professor Birch, I will be giving you your first Pokemon! Or, I should say, helping you capture it. But first, which person are you?"
"I'm Branson" he said nervously. "I'm from Olivine in Johto." The Professor seemed to be overjoyed. "Well Branson, let me give you your Pokedex and your Started Ball, which will both help on deciding your first Pokemon! Then, I'll take you to the Started Park where I will set you loose to catch your first Pokemon companion."
Birch led Branson outside to a large area. "This is the Starter Park. I'll only give you one Starter Ball, so use it wisely on a Pokemon you know you'll love!" Branson walked through the gate. "Hmmm" he said. "Four areas" I think I'll start in the Desert, then move to the Lake, then the Forest, and finally the Cave. He set off.
On his way around the Desert, he saw many Pokemon, but none of them sparked his interest. It was the same story with the Forest and Lake. Nothing. He finally moved on to the Cave. His hopes were down. He walked around for a while, and saw nothing. He was about too turn back when he saw a shiny glint in the corner of his eye. He turned around. A small, rounded Pokemon was staring at him. He checked his Pokedex:
"Aron, the Iron Armor Pokémon. Aron has an impressive defense power and eats iron ore in order to build up the metal in its body. "
"Iron Armor Pokemon? Seems like a pretty interesting Pokemon to me! I think I'll catch it!" Branson readied the pokeball. He threw it, but at that moment, the Aron ran. He gave chase to it. They ran for a long time. Branson lost sight of the Aron. He scanned the area for it. The familiar shiny glint caught his eye again, but this time, all he saw was its two front legs. Branson rushed towards it. Apparently while it was running, it has not been paying attention and slipped on a cliff, and it was barely hanging on. "Um, hang on there, I'll help you up. As Branson reached for the small creature, it began to squirm, and almost fell even further. He grabbed it right as it let go, and pressed it close to his chest as he went out of the cave. The Aron showed no resistance then.
"Now, how about we try again. I'm Branson, and I would like you to come and travel with me." he said. The Iron Hide Pokemon stared up at him with its big blue eyes. It seemed to understand. It nuzzled the Started Ball that was latched the Branson's belt. "Really, you want to come with me?" Branson said. "Ok, well." He pushed the Aron off of him. "Lets try this once more!" he shouted as he tossed the ball. This time, Aron didn't run. It stood there with pride, and let itself be captured.
Branson met with Professor Birch. "Professor! I caught one!" The Professor smiled. "I knew you could do it. So, what did you catch?" Branson pressed the small button on the ball. His new friend popped out in a red beam. "Ah!" Birch exclaimed. "An Aron! Excellent choice!. With your sister being a steel type gym leader, I'm sure she will be pleased." Branson smiled. "Thank you sir." Birch continued. "Now, I suggest you get on Route 101 and begin your challenge, but first, would you like to give your Aron a name? Branson considered it. "I think I'll call her....Alloy!" "A fine name indeed, now go! You have a long road ahead of you!" Branson ran off towards his destination. This time, Alloy by his side.