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I posted this in Serebii before, and was told it was original. Believe me, later on, it won't be.
Hoenn League
A May, Brandon, and Ash Story
(Along with two of my own characters)
?OWWWW!!!? 10-year-old May White landed roughly on her bottom as a dresser collided into her when the truck screeched to a halt. ?You?re such a good driver you know!? she screamed sarcastically.
The Machoke Driver nodded his head in apology when the back door fell open with a bang. May slid out to meet the fresh air and soft scents of flowers next to her new home. It was a great change from the 100-mile ride from Johto to Hoenn in a dark, dank, and leather-smelling truck that bumped around to send her flying into a box or furniture.
?I see you?ve finally got here!? May?s mother, Caroline, pushed the door to their house open to welcome May in. ?Welcome to Hoenn!?
?You must mean ?Welcome to an area far from all your friends? May grumbled. She was grouchy about the ride to Hoenn and leaving home.
Caroline ignored the rude remark. ?You should go and check out your room! It?s got a little bed, a cute little carpet, a table, your very own computer, oh, and your father bought you your very own clock! Isn?t that nice??
?Yeah, right.? May responded, pushing past her mother.
Caroline ignored it again. ?Don?t forget to set that clock dear!?
May stomped past the kitchen and shoved her way up the stairs angrily, nearly toppling a Machoke, who gave her an angry look as equal as hers, with a stack of boxes. When May entered her room, she found it as snug as her mother had described it, but wouldn?t admit it in case her mother decided to rub it all over her. First, she checked out the computer.
?Computer??? This looks like a PC without pokemon storages!? May shut it down. ?There?s a bed, a carpet, map of Hoenn? and a clock. Mom told me to set it, so oh well.? She wound the clock and set it.
?MAY! MAY! Come down, quick! Hurry!? Caroline screamed with excitement. ?YOUR FATHER?S ON TV!?
?Honestly, what is so exciting about that when you could take a walk to Petalburg City any day!? May grouched, lifting her clock back on the nail and tromped downstairs.
?Come on! You?ll miss it!? Caroline rushed up to May.
?OWIE! WATCH WHERE YOU STEP FOR LATIAS?S SAKE!? May wailed as mother and daughter collided and tumbled back down the stairs. By then, the commercial was over.
?Aww. That?s too bad.? Caroline sighed. ?Come on May, your father has a friend next door. I think its Birch. He has a son, you know. May, you should get to know them sometime.?
May got up and tested her legs for any broken bones. ?I think I will take a look.?
At the lab?
?I?m sorry, the Professor isn?t here. He?s out doing field research.? The assistant apologized.
?What?s that?? May asked curiously.
?It?s when you study pokemon out in the grass and take notes on their behavior in their natural habitat. But I?m afraid you shouldn?t go after him. Pokemon can leap out of grass fields and attack people at any moment.? The assistant explained. ?Maybe you should wait nearby. Professor Birch may be back any moment.?
May nodded, and went outside. ?But, then again, who gives a care. I?ll check their house out.? She looked at the house besides her own. ?That must be it.? She walked over and rapped on the door. There was no answer. ?As I said, who gives a care? May opened the door. ?Heeelllooo??
?Hi! And you must be??? A lady came running downstairs.
?May, the new next-door-neighbor.? Said May.
?Sorry for not answering. I was busy with the kitchen work. My son, Brendan, is upstairs. He?s expecting you, but he may be in a bit of surprise.?
?Why?? May questioned.
?I?ll let him point that out for you? the lady winked, then waddled back to the kitchen.
?And I?ll find out why? May muttered under her breath, trudging upstairs.
To her astonishment, she found herself looking at her own room, clock, bed, carpet, computer, and all. The only difference was a white-haired boy sitting at the desk muttering and calculating to himself.
?3 potions, all filled to the brim, one Mudkip, 2 full heals, ready to spray, couple antidotes, paralyzing heals, awakenings-?
?Excuse me? May interrupted loudly. ?It?s kinda rude to ignore a new next-door- neighbor, isn?t it??
?Well?, Brendan turned around. ?I can?t really help it if I need to pack, but I could spare some time. So you are???
?May, daughter of the Petalburg Gym leader.? May answered.
?Oh! I didn?t expect you to be a girl!?
?And you are saying that meaning what??
?Meaning girls aren?t as great trainers as boys are, you know? Brendan finished.
?Meaning that you should be shutting that mouth this very instant!? May glowered, ?Who says girls can?t be pokemon trainers!?
?Okay, okay. I?m sorry that I ever messed with you? Brendan held his hands up in a surrender sort of way, ?I guess I should finish packing and get going. Wait. I might be able to catch you a poke- never mind. I have to help my father. Sorry, gotta go!?
May watched him dash down the stairs, 2 at a time and shook her head. ?That boy is weird, weird, and weird!? She followed him down.
Brendan was nowhere in sight when May came out, but a lot of screaming was to be heard near route 101.
May walked up to a small boy who looked fascinated down at the route. ?What?s going on over there??
?It?s a show! A little black puppy is chasing a fat guy in a lab coat!? he piped in a squeaky voice.
?Show? Are you nuts? May headed down the route, and out of Littleroot. ?Professor Birch? Is that you??
It was hard to tell if the flying white blur who was running around in circles was really the professor, or a whizzing piece of cloth, but then, a Poochyena wouldn?t really be chasing fabric then, would it?
?YES IT?S ME!? He bellowed back.
?Well? can I help you??
?YOU ARE? MORE THAN? WELCOME TO! MY BAG? HAS? THREE BALLS! GRAB ONE!?
May grabbed a ball. ?Now what??
?BATTLE IT! THROW THE BALL!?
?Aah? right. Go, whatever pokemon you are.? May flung the ball, which smacked the Poochyena?s back with a heavy thud.
It was a Torchic that came out of the red glow, but May didn?t know. Instead of biting and clawing at the professor anymore, the enraged pup gnashed its teeth and hurried after May instead.
?AHHHHHHH! Torchic, set it on fire! Anything! Scratch, Ember, tackle, whatever? Professor! Do something!? May darted away from the chomping teeth. ?It?s probably got rabies! Get it away from me!?
Torchic hopped forwards daintily on one leg, then shot a spur of sparks at the puppy. The embers snagged onto its tail, and set it ablaze. With a howl and a whimper, the Poochyena raced off, smoke trailing behind its injured tail.
?Whew. That was close one? Birch sighed. ?But who are you??
?That must be the third time people ask me that. I?m May, daughter of the Petalburg Gym Leader, the neighbor that just moved in?
?That?s nic-? the professor was cut off by another howl. ?Actually, I don?t believe we should be standing here. Let?s chat in the lab instead.?
At the lab? again
?You should know, you have the potential for being a trainer,? Birch suggested. ?Instead of lounging in Littleroot, how bout going around Hoenn??
?Sounds good? May admitted, ?But I have no pokemon. Your boy told me he would catch one for me, but he?s busy.?
?Well, I believe you do deserve this? Birch handed her a pokeball. ?That Torchic you battled with likes you. I know it?
?Ooh! Thanks! Now I can leave Littleroot without being attacked!?
?Don?t count on it. Pokemon will continue to come.? The professor warned. ?Oh, and there is one more thing. My son, Brendan is out training on Route 103. Maybe you can learn the roots of pokemon training and battling.?
?Okay? May placed the pokeball into her pockets and left.
?MAAYY!? Caroline was waiting next to the door of their house. ?Don?t forget the new running shoes I got for you!?
?Aw mom! I can run just as well as any other person without those shoes!? May complained unhappily. ?I have to catch someone on route 103. You can give those to me later? Without another moment, May sped away from the house. ?Route 103. That?s only a couple minutes from here.? She ran past Oldale, and walked up towards the route. May found Brendan staring up at a tree. ?I knew he was weird, but not as weird as this!? She muttered.
?You know I heard that? Brendan turned from the tree. ?What do you want??
?Your father thought you could teach me a bit about pokemon training? May felt sorry that she ever said that; it made her feel that she looked weak.
?You? You have got to be kidding me. My father gave you a pokemon?? Brendan snorted. ?What did he see in you??
?I don?t know? May answered cheekily, ?But he told me that you would teach me.?
?Okay then. Let?s see what father saw? Go, Mudkip!? the white-haired trainer released a pokemon.
?What are you doing?? May asked curiously.
Brendan sighed and smacked his hand on his head. ?It?s a pokemon battle, you idiot. Every trainer has to know what that is.?
?Idiot? You really think so? Why you? I choose you, Torchic!? May glared.
?Alright Mudkip, heat things up a little with Water Gun!? Brendan commanded.
?Careful Tor, water is bad for your health. Counter it with growl!?
Torchic heard, and sidestepped the attack. Then, it stretched upwards like a rooster and crowed. Mudkip shivered a bit and backed down.
?Don?t be intimidated Mudkip, tackle it back!?
?Mud!? Mudkip gave a shout and slammed into Torchic head on. Torchic skidded couple feet back into a tree.
?Oh no! Torchic, are you okay?? Torchic shook her head to clear out her dizziness, then got back up with an angry flare in its eyes. ?Yeah!? May cheered, ?Show them whose boss! Tackle it right back!?
?Tor? Torchic cheered and raced back towards Mudkip and rammed onto the mudfish?s stomach. It was Mudkip?s turn to give a shout of pain.
?Yeah Torchic! Scratch attack!? May was getting excited.
?Not so fast this time!? Brendan?s playful mood had completely dispelled, and a cold, angry look had replaced it. ?Water Gun!?
Torchic slashed her claws upright, kicking Mudkip into the air. Mudkip faced down, let streams of water fall down towards the sitting Torchic.
?Torchic, try to run!? May groaned. Maybe Brendan was right.
Torchic rolled, missing the full blast by several inches, but puddles of water sloshed to the sides and swept underneath Torchic. Torchic got up to shake water off, and took in a wobbling battle stance again. Mudkip landed, almost collapsing and growled.
?Torchic, hang in there! Hurry and finish it off with scratch!? Torchic waddled over to Mudkip and scratched it so hard, and Mudkip fell over.?
?Mudkip!? Brendan rushed over to recall his pokemon.
?Sorry oldie? May half smirked half regretted. ?Open your eyes a little next time, and maybe you wont have to have your pokemon end up like this?
?Oh shut your trap!? Brendan held up his ball, ?I?m going to the center. You should head back to the lab where you can boast your life out!? Then he turned and raced away without another word.
?Fine! Be that way Brendan Birch! You smell, and so do your pokemon? May retorted.
There was no answer but the howl of the wind. May gave up on her insulting and began walking home.
At the lab for the final time in this chapter?
?So, did you two battle?? Professor Birch asked gaily.
?Yes? May answered cheerily.
?Yeah? Brendan muttered.
?Oh never mind him? May laughed. ?He?s just jealous that he lost.?
?Am not?
?Is too?
?Am not?
?Is too?
?Now, now. That?s not the best way to treat each other is it?? Birch asked. ?Oh, I forgot to tell you! I asked your both parents, and they both agreed that you two should share your adventures together!?
?You mean? She couldn?t get the words out.
?That we? Brendan looked down at his feet.
?Go together? Of course! The world is dangerous, and we thought that you two could be looking out for one another! Now, No arguing and let?s get a move on!?
?This is going to be a very bad journey. I can feel it.? May mumbled as she exited the lab.
Hoenn League
A May, Brandon, and Ash Story
(Along with two of my own characters)
?OWWWW!!!? 10-year-old May White landed roughly on her bottom as a dresser collided into her when the truck screeched to a halt. ?You?re such a good driver you know!? she screamed sarcastically.
The Machoke Driver nodded his head in apology when the back door fell open with a bang. May slid out to meet the fresh air and soft scents of flowers next to her new home. It was a great change from the 100-mile ride from Johto to Hoenn in a dark, dank, and leather-smelling truck that bumped around to send her flying into a box or furniture.
?I see you?ve finally got here!? May?s mother, Caroline, pushed the door to their house open to welcome May in. ?Welcome to Hoenn!?
?You must mean ?Welcome to an area far from all your friends? May grumbled. She was grouchy about the ride to Hoenn and leaving home.
Caroline ignored the rude remark. ?You should go and check out your room! It?s got a little bed, a cute little carpet, a table, your very own computer, oh, and your father bought you your very own clock! Isn?t that nice??
?Yeah, right.? May responded, pushing past her mother.
Caroline ignored it again. ?Don?t forget to set that clock dear!?
May stomped past the kitchen and shoved her way up the stairs angrily, nearly toppling a Machoke, who gave her an angry look as equal as hers, with a stack of boxes. When May entered her room, she found it as snug as her mother had described it, but wouldn?t admit it in case her mother decided to rub it all over her. First, she checked out the computer.
?Computer??? This looks like a PC without pokemon storages!? May shut it down. ?There?s a bed, a carpet, map of Hoenn? and a clock. Mom told me to set it, so oh well.? She wound the clock and set it.
?MAY! MAY! Come down, quick! Hurry!? Caroline screamed with excitement. ?YOUR FATHER?S ON TV!?
?Honestly, what is so exciting about that when you could take a walk to Petalburg City any day!? May grouched, lifting her clock back on the nail and tromped downstairs.
?Come on! You?ll miss it!? Caroline rushed up to May.
?OWIE! WATCH WHERE YOU STEP FOR LATIAS?S SAKE!? May wailed as mother and daughter collided and tumbled back down the stairs. By then, the commercial was over.
?Aww. That?s too bad.? Caroline sighed. ?Come on May, your father has a friend next door. I think its Birch. He has a son, you know. May, you should get to know them sometime.?
May got up and tested her legs for any broken bones. ?I think I will take a look.?
At the lab?
?I?m sorry, the Professor isn?t here. He?s out doing field research.? The assistant apologized.
?What?s that?? May asked curiously.
?It?s when you study pokemon out in the grass and take notes on their behavior in their natural habitat. But I?m afraid you shouldn?t go after him. Pokemon can leap out of grass fields and attack people at any moment.? The assistant explained. ?Maybe you should wait nearby. Professor Birch may be back any moment.?
May nodded, and went outside. ?But, then again, who gives a care. I?ll check their house out.? She looked at the house besides her own. ?That must be it.? She walked over and rapped on the door. There was no answer. ?As I said, who gives a care? May opened the door. ?Heeelllooo??
?Hi! And you must be??? A lady came running downstairs.
?May, the new next-door-neighbor.? Said May.
?Sorry for not answering. I was busy with the kitchen work. My son, Brendan, is upstairs. He?s expecting you, but he may be in a bit of surprise.?
?Why?? May questioned.
?I?ll let him point that out for you? the lady winked, then waddled back to the kitchen.
?And I?ll find out why? May muttered under her breath, trudging upstairs.
To her astonishment, she found herself looking at her own room, clock, bed, carpet, computer, and all. The only difference was a white-haired boy sitting at the desk muttering and calculating to himself.
?3 potions, all filled to the brim, one Mudkip, 2 full heals, ready to spray, couple antidotes, paralyzing heals, awakenings-?
?Excuse me? May interrupted loudly. ?It?s kinda rude to ignore a new next-door- neighbor, isn?t it??
?Well?, Brendan turned around. ?I can?t really help it if I need to pack, but I could spare some time. So you are???
?May, daughter of the Petalburg Gym leader.? May answered.
?Oh! I didn?t expect you to be a girl!?
?And you are saying that meaning what??
?Meaning girls aren?t as great trainers as boys are, you know? Brendan finished.
?Meaning that you should be shutting that mouth this very instant!? May glowered, ?Who says girls can?t be pokemon trainers!?
?Okay, okay. I?m sorry that I ever messed with you? Brendan held his hands up in a surrender sort of way, ?I guess I should finish packing and get going. Wait. I might be able to catch you a poke- never mind. I have to help my father. Sorry, gotta go!?
May watched him dash down the stairs, 2 at a time and shook her head. ?That boy is weird, weird, and weird!? She followed him down.
Brendan was nowhere in sight when May came out, but a lot of screaming was to be heard near route 101.
May walked up to a small boy who looked fascinated down at the route. ?What?s going on over there??
?It?s a show! A little black puppy is chasing a fat guy in a lab coat!? he piped in a squeaky voice.
?Show? Are you nuts? May headed down the route, and out of Littleroot. ?Professor Birch? Is that you??
It was hard to tell if the flying white blur who was running around in circles was really the professor, or a whizzing piece of cloth, but then, a Poochyena wouldn?t really be chasing fabric then, would it?
?YES IT?S ME!? He bellowed back.
?Well? can I help you??
?YOU ARE? MORE THAN? WELCOME TO! MY BAG? HAS? THREE BALLS! GRAB ONE!?
May grabbed a ball. ?Now what??
?BATTLE IT! THROW THE BALL!?
?Aah? right. Go, whatever pokemon you are.? May flung the ball, which smacked the Poochyena?s back with a heavy thud.
It was a Torchic that came out of the red glow, but May didn?t know. Instead of biting and clawing at the professor anymore, the enraged pup gnashed its teeth and hurried after May instead.
?AHHHHHHH! Torchic, set it on fire! Anything! Scratch, Ember, tackle, whatever? Professor! Do something!? May darted away from the chomping teeth. ?It?s probably got rabies! Get it away from me!?
Torchic hopped forwards daintily on one leg, then shot a spur of sparks at the puppy. The embers snagged onto its tail, and set it ablaze. With a howl and a whimper, the Poochyena raced off, smoke trailing behind its injured tail.
?Whew. That was close one? Birch sighed. ?But who are you??
?That must be the third time people ask me that. I?m May, daughter of the Petalburg Gym Leader, the neighbor that just moved in?
?That?s nic-? the professor was cut off by another howl. ?Actually, I don?t believe we should be standing here. Let?s chat in the lab instead.?
At the lab? again
?You should know, you have the potential for being a trainer,? Birch suggested. ?Instead of lounging in Littleroot, how bout going around Hoenn??
?Sounds good? May admitted, ?But I have no pokemon. Your boy told me he would catch one for me, but he?s busy.?
?Well, I believe you do deserve this? Birch handed her a pokeball. ?That Torchic you battled with likes you. I know it?
?Ooh! Thanks! Now I can leave Littleroot without being attacked!?
?Don?t count on it. Pokemon will continue to come.? The professor warned. ?Oh, and there is one more thing. My son, Brendan is out training on Route 103. Maybe you can learn the roots of pokemon training and battling.?
?Okay? May placed the pokeball into her pockets and left.
?MAAYY!? Caroline was waiting next to the door of their house. ?Don?t forget the new running shoes I got for you!?
?Aw mom! I can run just as well as any other person without those shoes!? May complained unhappily. ?I have to catch someone on route 103. You can give those to me later? Without another moment, May sped away from the house. ?Route 103. That?s only a couple minutes from here.? She ran past Oldale, and walked up towards the route. May found Brendan staring up at a tree. ?I knew he was weird, but not as weird as this!? She muttered.
?You know I heard that? Brendan turned from the tree. ?What do you want??
?Your father thought you could teach me a bit about pokemon training? May felt sorry that she ever said that; it made her feel that she looked weak.
?You? You have got to be kidding me. My father gave you a pokemon?? Brendan snorted. ?What did he see in you??
?I don?t know? May answered cheekily, ?But he told me that you would teach me.?
?Okay then. Let?s see what father saw? Go, Mudkip!? the white-haired trainer released a pokemon.
?What are you doing?? May asked curiously.
Brendan sighed and smacked his hand on his head. ?It?s a pokemon battle, you idiot. Every trainer has to know what that is.?
?Idiot? You really think so? Why you? I choose you, Torchic!? May glared.
?Alright Mudkip, heat things up a little with Water Gun!? Brendan commanded.
?Careful Tor, water is bad for your health. Counter it with growl!?
Torchic heard, and sidestepped the attack. Then, it stretched upwards like a rooster and crowed. Mudkip shivered a bit and backed down.
?Don?t be intimidated Mudkip, tackle it back!?
?Mud!? Mudkip gave a shout and slammed into Torchic head on. Torchic skidded couple feet back into a tree.
?Oh no! Torchic, are you okay?? Torchic shook her head to clear out her dizziness, then got back up with an angry flare in its eyes. ?Yeah!? May cheered, ?Show them whose boss! Tackle it right back!?
?Tor? Torchic cheered and raced back towards Mudkip and rammed onto the mudfish?s stomach. It was Mudkip?s turn to give a shout of pain.
?Yeah Torchic! Scratch attack!? May was getting excited.
?Not so fast this time!? Brendan?s playful mood had completely dispelled, and a cold, angry look had replaced it. ?Water Gun!?
Torchic slashed her claws upright, kicking Mudkip into the air. Mudkip faced down, let streams of water fall down towards the sitting Torchic.
?Torchic, try to run!? May groaned. Maybe Brendan was right.
Torchic rolled, missing the full blast by several inches, but puddles of water sloshed to the sides and swept underneath Torchic. Torchic got up to shake water off, and took in a wobbling battle stance again. Mudkip landed, almost collapsing and growled.
?Torchic, hang in there! Hurry and finish it off with scratch!? Torchic waddled over to Mudkip and scratched it so hard, and Mudkip fell over.?
?Mudkip!? Brendan rushed over to recall his pokemon.
?Sorry oldie? May half smirked half regretted. ?Open your eyes a little next time, and maybe you wont have to have your pokemon end up like this?
?Oh shut your trap!? Brendan held up his ball, ?I?m going to the center. You should head back to the lab where you can boast your life out!? Then he turned and raced away without another word.
?Fine! Be that way Brendan Birch! You smell, and so do your pokemon? May retorted.
There was no answer but the howl of the wind. May gave up on her insulting and began walking home.
At the lab for the final time in this chapter?
?So, did you two battle?? Professor Birch asked gaily.
?Yes? May answered cheerily.
?Yeah? Brendan muttered.
?Oh never mind him? May laughed. ?He?s just jealous that he lost.?
?Am not?
?Is too?
?Am not?
?Is too?
?Now, now. That?s not the best way to treat each other is it?? Birch asked. ?Oh, I forgot to tell you! I asked your both parents, and they both agreed that you two should share your adventures together!?
?You mean? She couldn?t get the words out.
?That we? Brendan looked down at his feet.
?Go together? Of course! The world is dangerous, and we thought that you two could be looking out for one another! Now, No arguing and let?s get a move on!?
?This is going to be a very bad journey. I can feel it.? May mumbled as she exited the lab.