Well, hi guys, I'm Impo. I've been creating a little novel as a side-project of mine, but have a little writers block. So I'm letting my creative juices flow with this little story about Pokemon.
We've all beaten the Gyms, Elites, our Rivals and the Champion. But what if those who did combined in a tournament to see who really was the best? I wrote this as a way to see how the best trainers matched up against each other, and I probably will add names (of people in PC) who I think are pro battlers. I am open to names, so you can suggest all you want :) . Actually, please do, because I'm not good at names. Also, I don't currently have Microsoft Word, so this is all done in notepad, so sorry if there are some grammar and spelling errors. But I do use online checkers. I'm not to good at intro's, but here's chapter one.
Oh, and I will try to make this more exciting than normal battles and the overused OT setting. I hope you like it :) .
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Impo was a sixteen year old male from the region of Sinnoh, with ambitions of becoming the best pokemon trainer in the world. He had received his first pokemon at the age of ten, it was a Slakoth from his father.
From there his pokemon adventure began, capturing and training many powerful pokemon, battling and defeating trainers and overcoming all the challenges along the way. He has successfully challenged and defeated all eight Gym Leaders in Sinnoh, and is particularly fond of Psychic, Ghost and Normal pokemon.
Impo had just woken up and shuffled in his bed to find the television remote. After finding, he switched on the TV and shifted the way he was lying down so he was facing the TV. While watching television in his hometown of Sunyshore, a commercial advertising a new Pokemon League, the Crimson League.
This league was situated on a luscious island just to the east of Route 223, and was proclaimed as the tournaments for those who aspired to be the best pokemon trainers. It caught Impo's attention, and he listened quietly, wanting to know more.
"Do you think you have what it takes to battle the best? Do you have a family of pokemon in your PC? Well, come to the Crimson League Island and prove your power, or just watch the epic battles! The winners will receive cash prizes, and a chance to be in the Crimson League Elite! This amazing event takes place over the seventeenth to the twenty-fourth of November, don't miss it!"
Impo watched the commercial end and switched the television off. He then walked to his computer and typed 'Crimson League' in a search engine, and clicked on the official cite. A red background illuminated the computer screen as Impo read all the finer details of the Crimson League Island.
It turns out it is actually a knock-out tournament, and the boasts about prizes were not over exaggerated. The first prize winner would receive a chance to face-off in a battle against the Sinnoh Champion; Cynthia, and based on their skills, will receive a place as the Crimson League Elite and a cash prize of 10,000 dollars.
The runner up would receive 5,000 dollars and a chance to be in the Crimson League Trio. Then concluding the prizes, the third and fourth trainers will receive 2,000 dollars and a chance to be in the Crimson League Trio, like the runner up.
Apparently, the Crimson League Elite and the Crimson League Trio is equivalent to the Sinnoh Champion and the Elite Four.
It was free to sign up, but there was a challenge hopefuls needed to pass to gain a place in the tournament preliminaries. Registration closed on the sixteenth of November at noon, sharp. All those registered were given a hotel room to sleep in while the tournament took place and free meals for them and their pokemon. The hotel room also included a machine like those in Pokemon Centers that heal pokemon and restores their status and power points.
There was also a map of how to find the island, which Impo downloaded onto his Poketch. Impo closed the browser and logged off his computer.
This was his calling. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a while, a chance to show his potential. All he had to do was register by the sixteenth and he was in. He looked at his calendar at realized that today was when registration closes. It was only eight o'clock though, so he rushed to try to prepare for his journey.
Impo jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Stripping his pyjamas off he turned on the hot water and stepped into the shower, avoiding the water until it was at the right temperature. After he had woken up properly and felt refreshed, Impo stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
He began to wipe himself dry. Looking in the mirror, Impo wiped his short, brown hair before patting his wet face to remove the water. It was half past eight by the time Impo was dry. He looked in the mirror to see if he was completely dry; he hated when he was wet, it made him feel cold.
Impo checked his face for any remaining drops of water. Impo had brown eyes and thin eyebrows. His face had a few pimples dotted across his cheeks, but they were only small and not noticeable unless you looked close.
He had a medium sized nose and normal looking ears, except one had a brown dot where an ear piercing would be, creating an optical illusion suggesting he has his left ear pierced. Impo described himself as not muscular or thin, but not fat either.
Impo then brushed his teeth and sprayed some deodorant under his arms. He walked to his closet, his towel wrapped tightly around his waist. He picked out a loose shirt and shorts to wear, then realizing if he was going to spend a week on an island he would need more clothes.
Putting on his clothes and socks, Impo placed his feet inside his sand shoes then tied his laces in double knots. Impo ran downstairs, finding his mother in the kitchen.
"Hey mum, I'm entering the Crimson League Tournament," he said.
"That's nice dear, remember to take your mobile and some money," Impo's mother answered, chopping up some carrots.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that!" Impo exclaimed, bring his index finger to his forehead. "I was also wondering if you could send me some extra clothes, I'll text you the address."
"Sure thing, sweety," his mother now adding the diced carrots into a simmering pot.
"How long are you going for?"
"Well, hopefully about a week."
"Who's going with you?"
"Just me and my pokemon."
"How much money are you taking?"
"I don't know, one hundred dollars?"
"Don't spend it all at once, okay?"
"Okay, Mum."
"Text me when you arrive there."
"Sure thing."
Impo ran back upstairs to retrieve his wallet and mobile phone, then stopped in front of his closet again.
"I can't forget those." Impo retrieved his belt and siphoned it through the straps on his
pants, placing six pokeballs in each of the holders.
"Now I'm ready!"
Impo ran back downstairs, skipped the last step and landing with a thud on the floor.
"Cya mum," Impo said.
"Good luck sweetie," his mother replied as he ran out the door.
Impo exited his house along the top east of Sunyshore city and began running across the solar panel roads and down the stairs into the bazaar. He travelled upwards until he reached the shore of the beach.
Impo pulled a pokeball from its place on his belt and freed the pokemon inside from the ball. A Starmie twirled out of the pokeball and landed in the water, creating a large splash.
"Okay Starmie, follow my directions." Impo grabbed onto Starmie's violet fins as the starfish began to propel itself through the water. Following Impo's directions, Starmie arrived on the shore of Crimson Island at eleven o'clock.
"Thanks, Starmie. You're a lifesaver," Impo said, thanking his pokemon as he withdrew it, replacing its' pokeball back on his belt. He began walking up the beach towards a stone path which had a signpost at the very beginning.
Impo reached the signpost and read its' contents.
'Crimson League Center Ahead, Don't Expect It To Be Easy.'
Impo ignored the signs warning and began to walk ahead. The path was surrounded by grass and odd trees, it was a fairly peaceful and relaxing setting. Impo noticed yet another signpost in the distance, and walked up to inspect it.
'Have you heed the warning?
It may look like a nice place,
But once it rains you will have to embrace,
Either victory or defeat.
Getting through will be an admirable feat,
Or turn back now
And take a bow.'
Impo tried to decipher the message in the poem, but was having little luck. Instead he tried to venture forward, he noticed that behind the signpost the path was blocked by a wall of trees. All looked the same, with and odd trunk with yellow spots and two club shaped branches. They also all had a forked branch atop of them.
Approaching the trees, he realized that he couldn't squeeze through them; they were practically conjoined to form a solid wall. He began to turn back to read the signpost again, when he realized there was more printed on the back.
'Congratulations, you have found a hint!
Have the trees been a little trouble?
Maybe fetching them a drink shall help?'
Impo thought that was a little stupid, but nonetheless he added it to the problem.
"Okay, the tree's need a drink. But on the other side it mentions rain... Maybe if it rains I'd get somewhere..." Impo had a sudden brainstorm, and released Starmie's pokeball from his belt again.
"Make it rain, Starmie!" Impo threw the pokeball high in the air, Starmie twirling out once it had reached the throw was at its' peak. Starmie's core glowed a magnificent red as it began to twirl slowly to the ground, storm clouds appearing in the process.
As Starmie descended further drops of rain began to appear, and once it was firmly on the floor a light drizzle occurred. The tree began to wriggle and shake, shocking Impo.
The wall of trees ran away, leaving only the three middle ones. Impo suddenly realized that these were in fact Sudowoodo, and not actually trees. Annoyed at the fact that he didn't realize something seemingly obvious, Impo cautiously waited to see what
the three Sudowoodo would do.
"Stop now, Starmie," Starmie's core began to glow again, and the rain ceased. "I should have brought an umbrella," realized Impo, talking to himself.
Once the rained stopped the three Sudowoodo appeared angry and attacked. Caught off guard Impo retreated backwards as the Sudowoodo began to walk over to him. With each step they angrily thumped their toe-less feet on the stone path.
Reaching for a pokeball on his belt, Impo cried out:
"Help us out, Roserade!"
Roserade burst from its' pokeball, crossing it's bouquet arm's. She then placed her arm's in front of her waist, as if ready to battle.
"Energy Ball and Water Pulse! Go!"
Roserade brought both its' arms together, creating a bluish green ball of energy. While Starmie began to do spin its second star, its' core glowing wildly. The two pokemon aimed their attacks and then unleashed them.
Roserade's Energy Ball hit the Sudowoodo on the left in the face, knocking it out before it even responded to the attack. Starmie's core released a ball of water aimed at the Sudowoodo on the right. When it made contact the ball burst and a wave of water washed over the Sudowoodo.
"Sudo!" The remaining Sudowoodo gulped as he saw the other two Sudowoodo faint.
The branches on Sudowoodo's head began to glow gold and it jumped backwards. It then produced an Energy Ball like Roserade's and then fired it at Starmie, who wasn't expecting a retaliation. Starmie's core began to glow dimmer as it was hit with the Energy Ball, it was thrown backwards but was not knocked out.
"Hang in there, Starmie. Use another Energy Ball, Roserade, quick!"
Roserade and Sudowoodo both crossed their arms' and produced another ball of energy. The two sent their attacks at each other, both bluish green balls colliding in the center of the two pokemon. The impact caused a small explosion, blowdrying most of the water from Impo's clothes.
The two pokemon were a little dazed from their power of their attacks, about the same time Starmie regained its' composure.
"Finish this, Starmie! Ice Beam!"
Starmie's core glowed a pale blue, and Starmie propelled the attack at Sudowoodo by spinning its' second star. Sudowoodo was stilled dazed by the Energy Ball collision, and was hit by the Ice Beam directly. Groaning in pain, the Sudowoodo fainted.
"Yes! Nice work, team." Impo congratulated his pokemon while he returned them into their pokeballs. He glanced at his watch as he realized the time.
"Ten to noon? Oh no!" Impo ran past the fainted Sudowoodo's and continued along the stone path. He began to see another signpost in the distance, and a dark red building on the horizon.
Completely ignoring the sign post (Impo thought it would be congratulatory), Impo ran inside the large red building. Catching his breath and clutching the stitch in his side, Impo observed the building. Inside the building was red, and had a fairly large lobby.
At the end there was a receptionist sitting at a large desk, who caught Impo's attention. The Center featured a large fountain and benches around it, where some teenagers were sitting, discussing the tournament in excited voices.
There were also chairs conveniently littered around the lobby, so people could relax. Impo glanced at the large clock behind the receptionist's desk. Four past twelve. He was late.
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I hope you liked it :)
And no, the Impo in this story is not depicted as me in real life :P .
We've all beaten the Gyms, Elites, our Rivals and the Champion. But what if those who did combined in a tournament to see who really was the best? I wrote this as a way to see how the best trainers matched up against each other, and I probably will add names (of people in PC) who I think are pro battlers. I am open to names, so you can suggest all you want :) . Actually, please do, because I'm not good at names. Also, I don't currently have Microsoft Word, so this is all done in notepad, so sorry if there are some grammar and spelling errors. But I do use online checkers. I'm not to good at intro's, but here's chapter one.
Oh, and I will try to make this more exciting than normal battles and the overused OT setting. I hope you like it :) .
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Chapter One:
The Crimson LeagueImpo was a sixteen year old male from the region of Sinnoh, with ambitions of becoming the best pokemon trainer in the world. He had received his first pokemon at the age of ten, it was a Slakoth from his father.
From there his pokemon adventure began, capturing and training many powerful pokemon, battling and defeating trainers and overcoming all the challenges along the way. He has successfully challenged and defeated all eight Gym Leaders in Sinnoh, and is particularly fond of Psychic, Ghost and Normal pokemon.
Impo had just woken up and shuffled in his bed to find the television remote. After finding, he switched on the TV and shifted the way he was lying down so he was facing the TV. While watching television in his hometown of Sunyshore, a commercial advertising a new Pokemon League, the Crimson League.
This league was situated on a luscious island just to the east of Route 223, and was proclaimed as the tournaments for those who aspired to be the best pokemon trainers. It caught Impo's attention, and he listened quietly, wanting to know more.
"Do you think you have what it takes to battle the best? Do you have a family of pokemon in your PC? Well, come to the Crimson League Island and prove your power, or just watch the epic battles! The winners will receive cash prizes, and a chance to be in the Crimson League Elite! This amazing event takes place over the seventeenth to the twenty-fourth of November, don't miss it!"
Impo watched the commercial end and switched the television off. He then walked to his computer and typed 'Crimson League' in a search engine, and clicked on the official cite. A red background illuminated the computer screen as Impo read all the finer details of the Crimson League Island.
It turns out it is actually a knock-out tournament, and the boasts about prizes were not over exaggerated. The first prize winner would receive a chance to face-off in a battle against the Sinnoh Champion; Cynthia, and based on their skills, will receive a place as the Crimson League Elite and a cash prize of 10,000 dollars.
The runner up would receive 5,000 dollars and a chance to be in the Crimson League Trio. Then concluding the prizes, the third and fourth trainers will receive 2,000 dollars and a chance to be in the Crimson League Trio, like the runner up.
Apparently, the Crimson League Elite and the Crimson League Trio is equivalent to the Sinnoh Champion and the Elite Four.
It was free to sign up, but there was a challenge hopefuls needed to pass to gain a place in the tournament preliminaries. Registration closed on the sixteenth of November at noon, sharp. All those registered were given a hotel room to sleep in while the tournament took place and free meals for them and their pokemon. The hotel room also included a machine like those in Pokemon Centers that heal pokemon and restores their status and power points.
There was also a map of how to find the island, which Impo downloaded onto his Poketch. Impo closed the browser and logged off his computer.
This was his calling. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a while, a chance to show his potential. All he had to do was register by the sixteenth and he was in. He looked at his calendar at realized that today was when registration closes. It was only eight o'clock though, so he rushed to try to prepare for his journey.
Impo jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Stripping his pyjamas off he turned on the hot water and stepped into the shower, avoiding the water until it was at the right temperature. After he had woken up properly and felt refreshed, Impo stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
He began to wipe himself dry. Looking in the mirror, Impo wiped his short, brown hair before patting his wet face to remove the water. It was half past eight by the time Impo was dry. He looked in the mirror to see if he was completely dry; he hated when he was wet, it made him feel cold.
Impo checked his face for any remaining drops of water. Impo had brown eyes and thin eyebrows. His face had a few pimples dotted across his cheeks, but they were only small and not noticeable unless you looked close.
He had a medium sized nose and normal looking ears, except one had a brown dot where an ear piercing would be, creating an optical illusion suggesting he has his left ear pierced. Impo described himself as not muscular or thin, but not fat either.
Impo then brushed his teeth and sprayed some deodorant under his arms. He walked to his closet, his towel wrapped tightly around his waist. He picked out a loose shirt and shorts to wear, then realizing if he was going to spend a week on an island he would need more clothes.
Putting on his clothes and socks, Impo placed his feet inside his sand shoes then tied his laces in double knots. Impo ran downstairs, finding his mother in the kitchen.
"Hey mum, I'm entering the Crimson League Tournament," he said.
"That's nice dear, remember to take your mobile and some money," Impo's mother answered, chopping up some carrots.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that!" Impo exclaimed, bring his index finger to his forehead. "I was also wondering if you could send me some extra clothes, I'll text you the address."
"Sure thing, sweety," his mother now adding the diced carrots into a simmering pot.
"How long are you going for?"
"Well, hopefully about a week."
"Who's going with you?"
"Just me and my pokemon."
"How much money are you taking?"
"I don't know, one hundred dollars?"
"Don't spend it all at once, okay?"
"Okay, Mum."
"Text me when you arrive there."
"Sure thing."
Impo ran back upstairs to retrieve his wallet and mobile phone, then stopped in front of his closet again.
"I can't forget those." Impo retrieved his belt and siphoned it through the straps on his
pants, placing six pokeballs in each of the holders.
"Now I'm ready!"
Impo ran back downstairs, skipped the last step and landing with a thud on the floor.
"Cya mum," Impo said.
"Good luck sweetie," his mother replied as he ran out the door.
Impo exited his house along the top east of Sunyshore city and began running across the solar panel roads and down the stairs into the bazaar. He travelled upwards until he reached the shore of the beach.
Impo pulled a pokeball from its place on his belt and freed the pokemon inside from the ball. A Starmie twirled out of the pokeball and landed in the water, creating a large splash.
"Okay Starmie, follow my directions." Impo grabbed onto Starmie's violet fins as the starfish began to propel itself through the water. Following Impo's directions, Starmie arrived on the shore of Crimson Island at eleven o'clock.
"Thanks, Starmie. You're a lifesaver," Impo said, thanking his pokemon as he withdrew it, replacing its' pokeball back on his belt. He began walking up the beach towards a stone path which had a signpost at the very beginning.
Impo reached the signpost and read its' contents.
'Crimson League Center Ahead, Don't Expect It To Be Easy.'
Impo ignored the signs warning and began to walk ahead. The path was surrounded by grass and odd trees, it was a fairly peaceful and relaxing setting. Impo noticed yet another signpost in the distance, and walked up to inspect it.
'Have you heed the warning?
It may look like a nice place,
But once it rains you will have to embrace,
Either victory or defeat.
Getting through will be an admirable feat,
Or turn back now
And take a bow.'
Impo tried to decipher the message in the poem, but was having little luck. Instead he tried to venture forward, he noticed that behind the signpost the path was blocked by a wall of trees. All looked the same, with and odd trunk with yellow spots and two club shaped branches. They also all had a forked branch atop of them.
Approaching the trees, he realized that he couldn't squeeze through them; they were practically conjoined to form a solid wall. He began to turn back to read the signpost again, when he realized there was more printed on the back.
'Congratulations, you have found a hint!
Have the trees been a little trouble?
Maybe fetching them a drink shall help?'
Impo thought that was a little stupid, but nonetheless he added it to the problem.
"Okay, the tree's need a drink. But on the other side it mentions rain... Maybe if it rains I'd get somewhere..." Impo had a sudden brainstorm, and released Starmie's pokeball from his belt again.
"Make it rain, Starmie!" Impo threw the pokeball high in the air, Starmie twirling out once it had reached the throw was at its' peak. Starmie's core glowed a magnificent red as it began to twirl slowly to the ground, storm clouds appearing in the process.
As Starmie descended further drops of rain began to appear, and once it was firmly on the floor a light drizzle occurred. The tree began to wriggle and shake, shocking Impo.
The wall of trees ran away, leaving only the three middle ones. Impo suddenly realized that these were in fact Sudowoodo, and not actually trees. Annoyed at the fact that he didn't realize something seemingly obvious, Impo cautiously waited to see what
the three Sudowoodo would do.
"Stop now, Starmie," Starmie's core began to glow again, and the rain ceased. "I should have brought an umbrella," realized Impo, talking to himself.
Once the rained stopped the three Sudowoodo appeared angry and attacked. Caught off guard Impo retreated backwards as the Sudowoodo began to walk over to him. With each step they angrily thumped their toe-less feet on the stone path.
Reaching for a pokeball on his belt, Impo cried out:
"Help us out, Roserade!"
Roserade burst from its' pokeball, crossing it's bouquet arm's. She then placed her arm's in front of her waist, as if ready to battle.
"Energy Ball and Water Pulse! Go!"
Roserade brought both its' arms together, creating a bluish green ball of energy. While Starmie began to do spin its second star, its' core glowing wildly. The two pokemon aimed their attacks and then unleashed them.
Roserade's Energy Ball hit the Sudowoodo on the left in the face, knocking it out before it even responded to the attack. Starmie's core released a ball of water aimed at the Sudowoodo on the right. When it made contact the ball burst and a wave of water washed over the Sudowoodo.
"Sudo!" The remaining Sudowoodo gulped as he saw the other two Sudowoodo faint.
The branches on Sudowoodo's head began to glow gold and it jumped backwards. It then produced an Energy Ball like Roserade's and then fired it at Starmie, who wasn't expecting a retaliation. Starmie's core began to glow dimmer as it was hit with the Energy Ball, it was thrown backwards but was not knocked out.
"Hang in there, Starmie. Use another Energy Ball, Roserade, quick!"
Roserade and Sudowoodo both crossed their arms' and produced another ball of energy. The two sent their attacks at each other, both bluish green balls colliding in the center of the two pokemon. The impact caused a small explosion, blowdrying most of the water from Impo's clothes.
The two pokemon were a little dazed from their power of their attacks, about the same time Starmie regained its' composure.
"Finish this, Starmie! Ice Beam!"
Starmie's core glowed a pale blue, and Starmie propelled the attack at Sudowoodo by spinning its' second star. Sudowoodo was stilled dazed by the Energy Ball collision, and was hit by the Ice Beam directly. Groaning in pain, the Sudowoodo fainted.
"Yes! Nice work, team." Impo congratulated his pokemon while he returned them into their pokeballs. He glanced at his watch as he realized the time.
"Ten to noon? Oh no!" Impo ran past the fainted Sudowoodo's and continued along the stone path. He began to see another signpost in the distance, and a dark red building on the horizon.
Completely ignoring the sign post (Impo thought it would be congratulatory), Impo ran inside the large red building. Catching his breath and clutching the stitch in his side, Impo observed the building. Inside the building was red, and had a fairly large lobby.
At the end there was a receptionist sitting at a large desk, who caught Impo's attention. The Center featured a large fountain and benches around it, where some teenagers were sitting, discussing the tournament in excited voices.
There were also chairs conveniently littered around the lobby, so people could relax. Impo glanced at the large clock behind the receptionist's desk. Four past twelve. He was late.
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I hope you liked it :)
And no, the Impo in this story is not depicted as me in real life :P .
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