Prologue
He stood on the top of a mountain, overlooking the city of Vermillion. In the distance, a ship could be seen sailing into the city. Several people were watching a Pokemon Battle between a Glalie and a Garchomp. Several yards from that, several construction workers were building a new Pokemon Gym for someone named "Surge" that was skilled in the use of Electric-type Pokemon.
He turned to his six-year-old son, who had long red hair, brown eyes, a black coat and purple jeans. The boy looked up to his father after playing with a small Weedle that had come by.
"You see, son?" the man asked. "This world is filled with creatures known as Pokemon. People are determined to use them to fulfill daily tasks and battles. But me…I see them as useful for something more. I see Pokemon as tools to conquer the world."
"They seem real friendly," the boy commented as the Weedle climbed up on his arm. "How can they be tools?"
The man smiled, grabbed a PokeBall from his pocket, and dropped it on the Weedle. After the small Pokemon was caught, the man handed the PokeBall to his son.
"You'll soon see, Mike," Giovanni replied. "Soon, the whole world will see."
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OK, this is my first fanfiction on PC (not the first one I've ever written), so reviews are welcome. New chapters every Thursday!
He stood on the top of a mountain, overlooking the city of Vermillion. In the distance, a ship could be seen sailing into the city. Several people were watching a Pokemon Battle between a Glalie and a Garchomp. Several yards from that, several construction workers were building a new Pokemon Gym for someone named "Surge" that was skilled in the use of Electric-type Pokemon.
He turned to his six-year-old son, who had long red hair, brown eyes, a black coat and purple jeans. The boy looked up to his father after playing with a small Weedle that had come by.
"You see, son?" the man asked. "This world is filled with creatures known as Pokemon. People are determined to use them to fulfill daily tasks and battles. But me…I see them as useful for something more. I see Pokemon as tools to conquer the world."
"They seem real friendly," the boy commented as the Weedle climbed up on his arm. "How can they be tools?"
The man smiled, grabbed a PokeBall from his pocket, and dropped it on the Weedle. After the small Pokemon was caught, the man handed the PokeBall to his son.
"You'll soon see, Mike," Giovanni replied. "Soon, the whole world will see."
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OK, this is my first fanfiction on PC (not the first one I've ever written), so reviews are welcome. New chapters every Thursday!