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Hey everyone, I'm kind of new to the forum and thought I'd post a fic here and see if I get any critiques. I've already gotten five chapters done on a different forum, but I'll just post one here for now to see if anyone's interested. Let's see, the rules say I should mention a rating so nobody is scarred for life after reading. lol
PG-13
Basically there will be more realistic violence than there is depicted in the games, as well as some minor language that you might see in a PG-13 movie. Don't worry, no F-bombs are completely spelled out. :D The style will be closest to generation one of the games I think, back when the games weren't censored as much and back when the games still had that creepy vibe sometimes. Anyway, the fic's based partially off the events of Heart Gold and Soul Silver's events, with a few minor differences to the story and one major difference that'll be spelled out in the first chapter.
Let me know how it is!
*Can't enter the pic yet because I'm new. :(
Pokemon, or "Pocket Monsters" are a type of animal that branch off into many different species. So far, a total of 493 species of Pokemon have been discovered in the world, and there's certainly room for more to be found. The fact is Pokemon are a part of everyday life. They're found all over the place in the wild. Some dangerous carnivores, some being friendly herbivores, but they all have one thing in common: Their use in battle. Nobody recorded when it all began, but humans developed a technology they called "Pocket balls" and later on "Pokeballs" to catch these powerful monsters to do their bidding. Eventually, it all became a game; a quest for critical acclaim. The more people successfully caught Pokemon, the more they lusted to test their might against other "Trainers" who had also the skill to catch a Pokemon. And so, an entire system was set up all around the world to satisfy the trainer's passion. Pokemon Gyms were set up in each major city of the four major regions of the world: Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh. Each region would possess eight Pokemon gyms, where the trainers would test their might against the most powerful trainers of their city, known as Gym Leaders. Each region also has what is called, "The Elite Four", the greatest trainers of their region who fought their way to the top of Pokemon League, the committee that runs all that is Pokemon. And then, of course, there are the champions. Only three currently exist in the world, one for each region including Johto and Kanto's combined Pokemon league. Each Pokemon champion had to be good enough to defeat all of their region's elite four in a row. And finally, there is the Pokemon Master, the greatest Pokemon trainer in the entire world. Many people have their own interpretation of what a Pokemon Master is. Some believe it is simply the trainer who possesses the most skill, others believe it is the trainer who has collected all 493 Pokemon, and some think it's the one who collects every single gym badge, and becomes the champion of all four regions of the Pokemon League. Whatever the case, it is the dream of many to someday be a Pokemon master. And that brings us to a young man by the name of Ethan…
Ethan was a punk kid from New bark Town in the Johto region. He had been obsessed with Pokemon for most of his life, which to his mother seemed odd, because he never had anyone to influence this desire. His father passed away at a very early age, and he hadn't made too many friends as a child either, only two. Never the less, Ethan's burning desire was to become a Pokemon master since as early as when he was eight.
At the age of ten, Ethan asked his mother if he could go out on a Pokemon adventure.
"What?! What kind of horrible parent would leave their kid out on their own with those monsters when they're only ten?!" She responded angrily. He got a similar response when he asked again at age 15. He knew he'd have to wait until he was 18 years old when he'd finally be considered an adult.
By the time Ethan reached the age of 18, the great interest of Pokemon in the world had piqued; No longer were people just battling with Pokemon. People found jobs in breeding, studying, fashion shows, and even caring for them. Many people were anxious by this point to find out who it was, the true Pokemon master. So the higher ups of Pokemon League proposed a grand tournament that welcomed all trainers to come and battle and see who the best was, once and for all. This fueled the fire for Ethan's ambition to become a Pokemon trainer, and now that he was old enough, he decided it was time to begin climbing his way to the top and enter the great tournament, which he found out wouldn't take place for another three years, plenty of time for him get as good as he needed to be.
Out of his room stepped Ethan, a short young man wearing a backwards gold and black cap, which his jet black hair stuck out the front of. He wore a red sweatshirt and black shorts to go along with it. He had an excited, wild look on his face, knowing that today was the day after his 18th birthday. He knew what that meant. He could now go to professor Elm's lab to get his first Pokemon. The adventure was about to begin.
He jolted down the stairs to see his mother sitting on the couch next to the stairs, waiting for him.
"Going somewhere?" She asked.
"Oh, nowhere special. JUST GETTING MY FIRST EVER POKEMON!" He shouted in uncontrollable excitement. His mom simply smiled indifferently. She was wearing her usual blue dress, and she had the same jet black hair as her son, except it was of course very long, down to her shoulders. Ethan knew his mom didn't want him to leave, but, being 18 now, it was his own decision. And speaking of decisions, what Pokemon is the best to pick? He thought to himself. He could pick Cyndaquil, as they were said to be powerful assets and very ambitious when fully evolved. Then there was Totodile, which he heard were extremely playful and fun to be around. Finally, there's Chikorita, which he also heard was playful, but could get very moody at times. One thing he knew was that this decision was very-
"So are you going to get a Pokemon, or what?" His mom asked, now puzzled. Ethan had been standing there staring blankly into space for some time now. He finally snapped out of it and ran out the door.
"Don't worry mom, I'm not leaving town yet. I'll be back soon!" He said with even more unusual excitement as he slammed the door behind him. As he exited, he bolted to his right and ran around the house. Professor Elm's lab was dead ahead, only 20 yards away. Man, this is the moment every Pokemon trainer remembers, he thought. He continued sprinting ahead in what felt like forever, and just when he was about to reach the lab, about 5 yards away now, Ethan noticed something strange. To his left there was a guy who looked about his age climbing the fence to the left of Elm's lab. He knew that the fence led to the side entrance of Elm's lab, but why go that way? He looked very shady, but Ethan only caught a glimpse of him.
"What's this all about?" He asked himself aloud as he diverted from the lab door and instead walked over towards the fence to see who it was. He peered through the fence to see a shady guy looking through a window in Elm's lab.
"Hey!" Ethan called out to him.
PG-13
Basically there will be more realistic violence than there is depicted in the games, as well as some minor language that you might see in a PG-13 movie. Don't worry, no F-bombs are completely spelled out. :D The style will be closest to generation one of the games I think, back when the games weren't censored as much and back when the games still had that creepy vibe sometimes. Anyway, the fic's based partially off the events of Heart Gold and Soul Silver's events, with a few minor differences to the story and one major difference that'll be spelled out in the first chapter.
Let me know how it is!
Pokemon: The Final Frontier
*Can't enter the pic yet because I'm new. :(
Chapter 01: Prologue
Pokemon, or "Pocket Monsters" are a type of animal that branch off into many different species. So far, a total of 493 species of Pokemon have been discovered in the world, and there's certainly room for more to be found. The fact is Pokemon are a part of everyday life. They're found all over the place in the wild. Some dangerous carnivores, some being friendly herbivores, but they all have one thing in common: Their use in battle. Nobody recorded when it all began, but humans developed a technology they called "Pocket balls" and later on "Pokeballs" to catch these powerful monsters to do their bidding. Eventually, it all became a game; a quest for critical acclaim. The more people successfully caught Pokemon, the more they lusted to test their might against other "Trainers" who had also the skill to catch a Pokemon. And so, an entire system was set up all around the world to satisfy the trainer's passion. Pokemon Gyms were set up in each major city of the four major regions of the world: Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh. Each region would possess eight Pokemon gyms, where the trainers would test their might against the most powerful trainers of their city, known as Gym Leaders. Each region also has what is called, "The Elite Four", the greatest trainers of their region who fought their way to the top of Pokemon League, the committee that runs all that is Pokemon. And then, of course, there are the champions. Only three currently exist in the world, one for each region including Johto and Kanto's combined Pokemon league. Each Pokemon champion had to be good enough to defeat all of their region's elite four in a row. And finally, there is the Pokemon Master, the greatest Pokemon trainer in the entire world. Many people have their own interpretation of what a Pokemon Master is. Some believe it is simply the trainer who possesses the most skill, others believe it is the trainer who has collected all 493 Pokemon, and some think it's the one who collects every single gym badge, and becomes the champion of all four regions of the Pokemon League. Whatever the case, it is the dream of many to someday be a Pokemon master. And that brings us to a young man by the name of Ethan…
Ethan was a punk kid from New bark Town in the Johto region. He had been obsessed with Pokemon for most of his life, which to his mother seemed odd, because he never had anyone to influence this desire. His father passed away at a very early age, and he hadn't made too many friends as a child either, only two. Never the less, Ethan's burning desire was to become a Pokemon master since as early as when he was eight.
At the age of ten, Ethan asked his mother if he could go out on a Pokemon adventure.
"What?! What kind of horrible parent would leave their kid out on their own with those monsters when they're only ten?!" She responded angrily. He got a similar response when he asked again at age 15. He knew he'd have to wait until he was 18 years old when he'd finally be considered an adult.
By the time Ethan reached the age of 18, the great interest of Pokemon in the world had piqued; No longer were people just battling with Pokemon. People found jobs in breeding, studying, fashion shows, and even caring for them. Many people were anxious by this point to find out who it was, the true Pokemon master. So the higher ups of Pokemon League proposed a grand tournament that welcomed all trainers to come and battle and see who the best was, once and for all. This fueled the fire for Ethan's ambition to become a Pokemon trainer, and now that he was old enough, he decided it was time to begin climbing his way to the top and enter the great tournament, which he found out wouldn't take place for another three years, plenty of time for him get as good as he needed to be.
Out of his room stepped Ethan, a short young man wearing a backwards gold and black cap, which his jet black hair stuck out the front of. He wore a red sweatshirt and black shorts to go along with it. He had an excited, wild look on his face, knowing that today was the day after his 18th birthday. He knew what that meant. He could now go to professor Elm's lab to get his first Pokemon. The adventure was about to begin.
He jolted down the stairs to see his mother sitting on the couch next to the stairs, waiting for him.
"Going somewhere?" She asked.
"Oh, nowhere special. JUST GETTING MY FIRST EVER POKEMON!" He shouted in uncontrollable excitement. His mom simply smiled indifferently. She was wearing her usual blue dress, and she had the same jet black hair as her son, except it was of course very long, down to her shoulders. Ethan knew his mom didn't want him to leave, but, being 18 now, it was his own decision. And speaking of decisions, what Pokemon is the best to pick? He thought to himself. He could pick Cyndaquil, as they were said to be powerful assets and very ambitious when fully evolved. Then there was Totodile, which he heard were extremely playful and fun to be around. Finally, there's Chikorita, which he also heard was playful, but could get very moody at times. One thing he knew was that this decision was very-
"So are you going to get a Pokemon, or what?" His mom asked, now puzzled. Ethan had been standing there staring blankly into space for some time now. He finally snapped out of it and ran out the door.
"Don't worry mom, I'm not leaving town yet. I'll be back soon!" He said with even more unusual excitement as he slammed the door behind him. As he exited, he bolted to his right and ran around the house. Professor Elm's lab was dead ahead, only 20 yards away. Man, this is the moment every Pokemon trainer remembers, he thought. He continued sprinting ahead in what felt like forever, and just when he was about to reach the lab, about 5 yards away now, Ethan noticed something strange. To his left there was a guy who looked about his age climbing the fence to the left of Elm's lab. He knew that the fence led to the side entrance of Elm's lab, but why go that way? He looked very shady, but Ethan only caught a glimpse of him.
"What's this all about?" He asked himself aloud as he diverted from the lab door and instead walked over towards the fence to see who it was. He peered through the fence to see a shady guy looking through a window in Elm's lab.
"Hey!" Ethan called out to him.
