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I just thought I would try my hand at writing. Give me your thoughts, opinions, whatever.
This story is about a young boy in Johto named Brady who is old enough to start his pokemon adventure.
Chapter 1
The Adventure Begins
Which one?
Brady ran the question through his head as he lay in bed. The following day he was going to finally start his pokemon adventure, and he needed to decide which starter pokemon he was going to pick. He had run this question in his head for years, but he loved all three starter pokemon Johto had to offer. It turned out to be one of the most difficult decisions of Brady's life.
Okay, let us think through the choices again, Brady said in his head. First there is the grass pokemon, chikorita.
Brady could just imagine the small grass pokemon performing razor leaf, striking the foe to the ground. He had heard from countless trainers that it was the easiest to raise out of the three starters.
But then there's totodile....
Brady couldn't really imagine the pokemon battling - just dancing. He quietly laughed in his sleep as he thought how great it would be to have a fun partner like that.
And then there's cyndaquil...
The Pokemon looked cute, but Brady knew it could easily be the strongest starter if raised properly. He could just see the small Pokemon in action, the flames shooting out of his back and it blasting its opponents.
Brady drifted away from his thoughts of the starter pokemon to his own dreams. In his dreams he saw himself holding a large, golden trophy high in the air, the Johto League Cup! He didn't want that to be a dream. He wanted that to be reality. His dream for years was to enter and win the Johto League. He saw himself each day in his dreams and daydreams holding the cup.
The next thing Brady knew, it was morning. His alarm clock began to ring, filling the whole room with noise. Brady whipped around and slammed his hand on the alarm, quieting it. He immediately got up and began to get ready.
Brady put on his selection of clothing. First, he put on a pair of baggy shorts and a white t-shirt with a Pokeball logo on the front. Over the shirt he put on a red vest that had many pockets on it; they would be useful for storing various objects. To finish it off, Brady put on a red and white cap with the same Pokeball logo.
Brady then went to the bathroom to wash up a little before he left. When he looked in the mirror he saw a young, average-sized boy looking back at him. His eyes were the most noticable thing on his face for they covered most of it. His baggy clothes made him look smaller than he actually was. Even with a cap on, he had a lot of brown hair sticking out everywhere.
After splashing some water on his face and brushing his teeth, Brady went downstairs to the kitchen to say goodbye to his family. When he arrived, he found his mother and two younger brothers there waiting for him.
The first thing Brady's mom did was break down into tears. She threw her arms over his shoulders and wouldn't let go for anything.
"Oh, I can't believe my little baby boy is leaving home!" she bawled.
"Oh, please, Mom. I'm eleven years!" Brady replied, trying to pry her off. " I'm old enough to take care of myself! And I'll have Pokemon with me!" He managed to push her off, though she continued to cry.
Brady looked around the kitchen and noticed the absence of somebody, his older brother, Red.
Brady looked at his younger brothers. "Where did Red go?" Brady asked.
. "He took off this morning, apparently on his own Pokemon adventure," his younger brother, Matthew, replied. " I guess he took off without anyone knowing so he wouldn't run into this," his brother continued pointing at the hysterical woman.
"Here," his other brother said shoving an object into Brady's hand. It was a PokeGear, a small device that had many handy gadgets including a phone a map of the Johto region. "Mom was gonna give it to you, but I don't think she can at the moment."
"Uh, thanks," Brady said putting the PokeGear in his pocket. "I'll call later after she has probably calmed down a bit." Brady said his final goodbyes and walked out the front door.
Brady walked out into New Bark Town, the town he was born and raised in. It was a very small and quiet town only having a few houses and Professor Elm's lab. Brady headed straight over to the lab to receive his starter Pokemon.
The professor was waiting for Brady as soon as he arrived. "Hello, Brady!" he cheerfully greeted.
Brady waved back at the professor and walked over to him. "So where are the starter Pokemon?"
He didn't mean to sound so rude. He was too excited to receive his first Pokemon.
Brady still hadn't decided which pokemon he wanted. He decided he would choose by randomly picking a pokeball and then going with the pokemon inside. It was a pitiful way, but Brady couldn't think of any other way to choose.
"Brady, I have some bad news...." said the Professor. "Two trainers have already came and claimed two of the Pokemon. I'm afraid there is only one left."
Brady looked at the professor in shock. He couldn't believe that two of the pokemon were gone already. But he figured this made his job easier since he never picked a pokemon.
"Then professor let me have it!" Brady exclaimed. "I never really made my decision anyway. I'll take whatever Pokemon it is!"
"Gold, it's okay, the Pokemon isn't going anywhere!" said the professor laughing.
Professor Elm walked over to the glass case and pulled out the last pokeball. He handed it over to Brady.
Brady couldn't believe it. He was holding his first pokeball with his first pokemon inside. He didn't know what to do.
"Open it up," urgued Elm. "Your partner is inside there waiting for a new trainer."
Brady clicked the white button in the middle of the red and white pokeball. A burst of red light shot out of the ball. It formed a shape until a pokemon appeared. Brady came face to face with his new partner.
Brady was in front of a Cyndaquil. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but smile. The Pokemon was extremely cute with its small body and long snout. He picked the Pokemon up.
"Hello, Cyndaquil," Brady said gleefully.
"Cyn, Cyn!" It replied. It was happy to be with its new trainer.
The professor laughed. "It looks like you're already friends!" he said. He handed Brady some pokeballs and a device. "It's a pokedex," he explained, "You can record information on pokemon with that."
"Thanks, professor," said Brady. He placed the pokedex and pokeballs in his vest pockets. Brady left the Pokemon lab and headed for the edge of the city. He looked back at the town he grew up in and felt great sadness, but also great excitement for he knew this was just the beginning of his adventure.
Much more editing to be done. I'll do the rest tomorrow.
This story is about a young boy in Johto named Brady who is old enough to start his pokemon adventure.
Chapter 1
The Adventure Begins
Which one?
Brady ran the question through his head as he lay in bed. The following day he was going to finally start his pokemon adventure, and he needed to decide which starter pokemon he was going to pick. He had run this question in his head for years, but he loved all three starter pokemon Johto had to offer. It turned out to be one of the most difficult decisions of Brady's life.
Okay, let us think through the choices again, Brady said in his head. First there is the grass pokemon, chikorita.
Brady could just imagine the small grass pokemon performing razor leaf, striking the foe to the ground. He had heard from countless trainers that it was the easiest to raise out of the three starters.
But then there's totodile....
Brady couldn't really imagine the pokemon battling - just dancing. He quietly laughed in his sleep as he thought how great it would be to have a fun partner like that.
And then there's cyndaquil...
The Pokemon looked cute, but Brady knew it could easily be the strongest starter if raised properly. He could just see the small Pokemon in action, the flames shooting out of his back and it blasting its opponents.
Brady drifted away from his thoughts of the starter pokemon to his own dreams. In his dreams he saw himself holding a large, golden trophy high in the air, the Johto League Cup! He didn't want that to be a dream. He wanted that to be reality. His dream for years was to enter and win the Johto League. He saw himself each day in his dreams and daydreams holding the cup.
The next thing Brady knew, it was morning. His alarm clock began to ring, filling the whole room with noise. Brady whipped around and slammed his hand on the alarm, quieting it. He immediately got up and began to get ready.
Brady put on his selection of clothing. First, he put on a pair of baggy shorts and a white t-shirt with a Pokeball logo on the front. Over the shirt he put on a red vest that had many pockets on it; they would be useful for storing various objects. To finish it off, Brady put on a red and white cap with the same Pokeball logo.
Brady then went to the bathroom to wash up a little before he left. When he looked in the mirror he saw a young, average-sized boy looking back at him. His eyes were the most noticable thing on his face for they covered most of it. His baggy clothes made him look smaller than he actually was. Even with a cap on, he had a lot of brown hair sticking out everywhere.
After splashing some water on his face and brushing his teeth, Brady went downstairs to the kitchen to say goodbye to his family. When he arrived, he found his mother and two younger brothers there waiting for him.
The first thing Brady's mom did was break down into tears. She threw her arms over his shoulders and wouldn't let go for anything.
"Oh, I can't believe my little baby boy is leaving home!" she bawled.
"Oh, please, Mom. I'm eleven years!" Brady replied, trying to pry her off. " I'm old enough to take care of myself! And I'll have Pokemon with me!" He managed to push her off, though she continued to cry.
Brady looked around the kitchen and noticed the absence of somebody, his older brother, Red.
Brady looked at his younger brothers. "Where did Red go?" Brady asked.
. "He took off this morning, apparently on his own Pokemon adventure," his younger brother, Matthew, replied. " I guess he took off without anyone knowing so he wouldn't run into this," his brother continued pointing at the hysterical woman.
"Here," his other brother said shoving an object into Brady's hand. It was a PokeGear, a small device that had many handy gadgets including a phone a map of the Johto region. "Mom was gonna give it to you, but I don't think she can at the moment."
"Uh, thanks," Brady said putting the PokeGear in his pocket. "I'll call later after she has probably calmed down a bit." Brady said his final goodbyes and walked out the front door.
Brady walked out into New Bark Town, the town he was born and raised in. It was a very small and quiet town only having a few houses and Professor Elm's lab. Brady headed straight over to the lab to receive his starter Pokemon.
The professor was waiting for Brady as soon as he arrived. "Hello, Brady!" he cheerfully greeted.
Brady waved back at the professor and walked over to him. "So where are the starter Pokemon?"
He didn't mean to sound so rude. He was too excited to receive his first Pokemon.
Brady still hadn't decided which pokemon he wanted. He decided he would choose by randomly picking a pokeball and then going with the pokemon inside. It was a pitiful way, but Brady couldn't think of any other way to choose.
"Brady, I have some bad news...." said the Professor. "Two trainers have already came and claimed two of the Pokemon. I'm afraid there is only one left."
Brady looked at the professor in shock. He couldn't believe that two of the pokemon were gone already. But he figured this made his job easier since he never picked a pokemon.
"Then professor let me have it!" Brady exclaimed. "I never really made my decision anyway. I'll take whatever Pokemon it is!"
"Gold, it's okay, the Pokemon isn't going anywhere!" said the professor laughing.
Professor Elm walked over to the glass case and pulled out the last pokeball. He handed it over to Brady.
Brady couldn't believe it. He was holding his first pokeball with his first pokemon inside. He didn't know what to do.
"Open it up," urgued Elm. "Your partner is inside there waiting for a new trainer."
Brady clicked the white button in the middle of the red and white pokeball. A burst of red light shot out of the ball. It formed a shape until a pokemon appeared. Brady came face to face with his new partner.
Brady was in front of a Cyndaquil. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but smile. The Pokemon was extremely cute with its small body and long snout. He picked the Pokemon up.
"Hello, Cyndaquil," Brady said gleefully.
"Cyn, Cyn!" It replied. It was happy to be with its new trainer.
The professor laughed. "It looks like you're already friends!" he said. He handed Brady some pokeballs and a device. "It's a pokedex," he explained, "You can record information on pokemon with that."
"Thanks, professor," said Brady. He placed the pokedex and pokeballs in his vest pockets. Brady left the Pokemon lab and headed for the edge of the city. He looked back at the town he grew up in and felt great sadness, but also great excitement for he knew this was just the beginning of his adventure.
Much more editing to be done. I'll do the rest tomorrow.
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