Hi! I'm new to PC, but I already have a story starting. It's based off the story Blizzard began before he stormed off.
Chapter One: The New Moon
It was a lonely night in Pallet Town. It was the night where you could see none of the moon... just a sky dotted with stars. Snow was falling, and Christmas was close at hand. Children were outside playing under the stars. Christmas was just a week away, and I was anxious because Christmas was also my birthday. I was turning 11 this year, and I had just returned from my Kanto badge trip. I only got 7 of the badges, because Giovanni was just too tough to beat for me. 16 battles and I couldn't even KO a single Pokemon of his. Was it because I was a lousy trainer? Or was Giovanni just a better trainer than I could ever be? Either way, I only had 4 Pokemon.
The one I can really identify best with is Moony, my Murkrow. She's calm and collected, and hates fighting. In fact, after I beat Giovanni for my 8th badge, I plan to become a Pokemon watcher. Somehow Moony makes me feel special, and it's almost like I can understand every caw, every sound she makes. We're like brother and sister... that's just how I feel about her. We share the type of bond that absolutely nothing can break... it didn't matter how hard you tried...
Then there's my Espeon, Sunny. She's a little ball of fur, a very energetic ball of fur. I also have a Machamp named Fury. He's full of rage and has attacked me numerous times. Lucky for him, I never seemed to get hurt. Then there's my Bayleef, Celebi. Why name a Bayleef Celebi, you ask? She acts as if she were actually Celebi herself... kind, generous, and always warm-hearted. Also, she's kind of vain, suggesting she were a legendary Pokemon herself...
I shouldn?t be telling you this, though.. The most important thing right now is that you know my past. Get ready for it... okay. The truth is I remember nothing. It's like I was changed or something and then had my mind erased. I wouldn't even know my birthday if my mom hadn't told me so. However, something tells me she's not my real mom... I can't quite put a handle on it, though. Sometimes I wish for just one day I could be a Pokemon. I?d just love to have a life free of worries, and to not have to deal with trainers and badges and everything else. I'd give anything to be like that... but something tells me that wish might not be too farfetched... not at all...
Chapter One: The New Moon
It was a lonely night in Pallet Town. It was the night where you could see none of the moon... just a sky dotted with stars. Snow was falling, and Christmas was close at hand. Children were outside playing under the stars. Christmas was just a week away, and I was anxious because Christmas was also my birthday. I was turning 11 this year, and I had just returned from my Kanto badge trip. I only got 7 of the badges, because Giovanni was just too tough to beat for me. 16 battles and I couldn't even KO a single Pokemon of his. Was it because I was a lousy trainer? Or was Giovanni just a better trainer than I could ever be? Either way, I only had 4 Pokemon.
The one I can really identify best with is Moony, my Murkrow. She's calm and collected, and hates fighting. In fact, after I beat Giovanni for my 8th badge, I plan to become a Pokemon watcher. Somehow Moony makes me feel special, and it's almost like I can understand every caw, every sound she makes. We're like brother and sister... that's just how I feel about her. We share the type of bond that absolutely nothing can break... it didn't matter how hard you tried...
Then there's my Espeon, Sunny. She's a little ball of fur, a very energetic ball of fur. I also have a Machamp named Fury. He's full of rage and has attacked me numerous times. Lucky for him, I never seemed to get hurt. Then there's my Bayleef, Celebi. Why name a Bayleef Celebi, you ask? She acts as if she were actually Celebi herself... kind, generous, and always warm-hearted. Also, she's kind of vain, suggesting she were a legendary Pokemon herself...
I shouldn?t be telling you this, though.. The most important thing right now is that you know my past. Get ready for it... okay. The truth is I remember nothing. It's like I was changed or something and then had my mind erased. I wouldn't even know my birthday if my mom hadn't told me so. However, something tells me she's not my real mom... I can't quite put a handle on it, though. Sometimes I wish for just one day I could be a Pokemon. I?d just love to have a life free of worries, and to not have to deal with trainers and badges and everything else. I'd give anything to be like that... but something tells me that wish might not be too farfetched... not at all...