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Pokemon copyright Nintendo","writing":"\t\n\nDISCLAIMER: All characters and properties are copyright their respective owners. All writing, original characters, plot, and concept is copyright 2010 Damien Helvian. The author is in no way associated or affiliated with any third-party. This original fiction was created with no intention of any copyright infringement against any third-party, and is purely for fan enjoyment.\n\nA New Beginning\n\n“It has been five years since the fire, and I’ve spent that time with Professor Rowan in Sandgem town, learning all I could about Pokèmon. And now, I feel it’s time, to begin the journey I should have started years ago, even Professor Rowan agrees. It’s time I became a Pokèmon trainer. And I shall be the greatest trainer of all time. And if I’m lucky, I can be a hero.” – Derek\n\n\tIt was a busy day at the lab, as many kids from the nearby town of Twinleaf, and from our hometown, Sandgem, stopped by to start their own journeys as trainers. You see, Professor Rowan, is a Pokèmon Researcher, much like his friend Professor Oak. It is his jobs to raise the starter Pokèmon Chimchar, a fire type, Piplup, a water type, and Turtwig, a grass type. And when a kid becomes old enough, they obtain one of these from Rowan, and raise it to protect, to fight, or to just be cute. Some will fight at the Gyms, and earn Badges, so they can eventually face the Elite four, and earn the title Pokèmon Master. Others will enter Contests, where the goal is to show off your Pokèmon. They earn ribbons, and they will earn a trophy at the Grand Festival.\n\n\tThere are many different Pokèmon throughout the Sinnoh region, but there are even more throughout the world. I want to help Rowan research these, and undiscovered species, whilst at the same time, becoming a trainer, and fighting at the gyms. I will catch and raise as many as I can, and eventually, I will be a master.\n\n\tHe had given me the job of keeping the starters healthy and ready to begin travel. And believe me, they kept me running around the lab. The Turtwig just loved to eat, so I had to keep them fed. The Chimchar kept running around, climbing on everything. And then there were the Piplup, they tend to have a natural curiosity about them, wandering around everywhere. It was all I could do to keep them happy. Rowan promised me that if I did a good job, after all the other trainer’s had come by, he would give me my own Pokèmon. \n\n\tAs the day flew by, many new trainers stopped by the lab, to pick their starters and begin their journeys. And slowly, but surely, the number of Pokèballs that we had prepared, began to dwindle. As I kept track of the numbers, I began to notice, that there wouldn’t be any left for me to choose from. But, I had decided, that Rowan must have prepared some others especially for me.\n\n\tDuring the lunch hour, we close up the lab temporarily so we could eat without being disturbed. This gave me a good chance to talk to the Professor about my observation. I sat quietly at the small table, in the dining room. You see, the Lab, doubles as a house, where both me and Professor Rowan live. It makes it so much easier, to just wake up, get ready, and start working all in one building. The Professor was an amazing cook, and he had taught me, though, I am not nearly as good as him. Soon enough, I heard him call from the kitchen, “I hope you’re in the mood for Brunch.” He walked from the kitchen, with a tray full of dishes. He had made Pancakes, eggs, toast, and bacon, but of course, brought along all the additives, Butter, Peanut Butter, Jelly, and Syrup. And to drink, two tall glasses of fresh-squeezed Orange Juice.\n\n\tWe sat at the table, happily enjoying the delicious meal. About halfway through, I finally built up the courage to ask, “Um…Professor Rowan. . .” He paused, looking at me, and quirking a brow, as I continued, “I’ve been keeping track of the number of Pokèballs, and checking through the lists, of those who decided their starters ahead of time. And…I noticed that there wouldn’t be any left for me to choose from.” He chuckled, setting down his silverware, “You are a brilliant lad, Damien, I knew you would notice eventually. “Notice what?” I asked, setting my silverware down as well. Rowan took his glasses off, and started cleaning them, “That there wouldn’t be any left. In fact, I have already chosen the Pokèmon you are to start with.”\n\n\tI stood angered, slamming my palm on the table, “How could you choose for me?! It’s my right as a trainer to choose what I should start with.” He put his glasses back on, and stood, “I have been observing you for these past five years, and from what I’ve learned about you, I determined the right Pokèmon. So, trust my decision, calm down, and finish your meal.” He gazed upon me with those ever-wise eyes, and I sat down. But, before I could begin eating again, an alarm sounded, signaling the end of lunch. We picked up our dishes and washed them, before going back to the lab, ready for the next swarm of trainers.\n\n\tThings always seemed to pick up right after lunch was over. The lab was kept in full flow, as kid after kid came, to pick up their starters, and begin their journey to become a Trainer, or a coordinator. The smiles of the kids, as they picked up their Pokèmon, soon caused me to smile. And after a while, the tension from lunch had vanished completely. Throughout the remainder of the day, I did my work happily, awaiting the end of the work day. \n\nAs the sun set slowly through the darkening sky, the last trainer stopped by, to pick up the Chimchar he had chosen ahead of time. It was then, that I realized it was finally my turn to receive my mysterious new Pokèmon. Professor Rowan said his farewells to that last trainer, and closed the doors, before approaching me. With a bright smile, he spoke, “Are you ready to meet your new Pokèmon?” I nodded my head, “Yes, and I’ve decided, that you made the right choice, in choosing for me. You are a wise man, Professor, so your choice must have been perfect for me.”\n\nHe turned away with a chuckle, “Thank you, Damien, you are wise beyond your years. Maybe someday, after you complete your journey, you will take a place as a Researcher. Now then, please follow me.” He led me to the back of the lab, to a room where we kept all the Pokèmon and Pokèballs, even a few Eggs. Not all of them were his though, for he took care of other trainers’ Pokèmon while they were away. Now the Eggs were strange, since no one knew, exactly where they came from. Many have tried to find out, but can never catch the moment in which the Egg appears. \n\nHe led me past all the Pokèballs, to the small area where we kept the eggs. As he turned to look at me I quirked a brow, “Why are we all the way back here?” He chuckled and held his palm to the most mysterious of the Eggs. It was split in two different colors, the top half black, and the bottom half blue. Along the middle, horizontally, was a single white stripe. I recognized this Egg, because I was the one who found it. One day, when walking back from Twinleaf town, on an errand for the Professor, I got a strange feeling when I passed by a tree. When I looked into a hole, I found this Egg, alone, in the cold. So, I brought it back here, and we put it in an incubator.\n\nThe Professor waved me over, “Come closer, and meet your starter Pokèmon.” I gasped, “B…but it’s an Egg.” He lifted the glass incubator from over it, picked it up, and held it out, “I know this, but remember when you found it? It called to you, and over time, I decided, that this one was perfect for you. By my calculations, it is bound to hatch any day.” I took the Egg from him, a quizzical look on my face, “Are you sure? I mean, caring for an egg…is this really such a good idea?” He grabbed onto my shoulder, and began to lead me back to the lab, “Damien, I trust you with all my heart, and I truly believe, that you will care for this Egg, until it hatches. Not only will you get a starter Pokèmon, but I will gain some data on these Eggs. Plus, you and this Egg have a connection. I don’t know exactly, how, or why, but the connection is there. And I believe, you are the only one, who can hatch this one. So trust me, just as I trust you.”\n\nBrendan Hudson\n\nDamien Helvian\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\t
DISCLAIMER: All characters and properties are copyright their respective owners. All writing, original characters, plot, and concept is copyright 2010 Damien Helvian. The author is in no way associated or affiliated with any third-party. This original fiction was created with no intention of any copyright infringement against any third-party, and is purely for fan enjoyment.
A New Beginning
“It has been five years since the fire, and I’ve spent that time with Professor Rowan in Sandgem town, learning all I could about Pokèmon. And now, I feel it’s time, to begin the journey I should have started years ago, even Professor Rowan agrees. It’s time I became a Pokèmon trainer. And I shall be the greatest trainer of all time. And if I’m lucky, I can be a hero.” – Derek
\tIt was a busy day at the lab, as many kids from the nearby town of Twinleaf, and from our hometown, Sandgem, stopped by to start their own journeys as trainers. You see, Professor Rowan, is a Pokèmon Researcher, much like his friend Professor Oak. It is his jobs to raise the starter Pokèmon Chimchar, a fire type, Piplup, a water type, and Turtwig, a grass type. And when a kid becomes old enough, they obtain one of these from Rowan, and raise it to protect, to fight, or to just be cute. Some will fight at the Gyms, and earn Badges, so they can eventually face the Elite four, and earn the title Pokèmon Master. Others will enter Contests, where the goal is to show off your Pokèmon. They earn ribbons, and they will earn a trophy at the Grand Festival.
\tThere are many different Pokèmon throughout the Sinnoh region, but there are even more throughout the world. I want to help Rowan research these, and undiscovered species, whilst at the same time, becoming a trainer, and fighting at the gyms. I will catch and raise as many as I can, and eventually, I will be a master.
\tHe had given me the job of keeping the starters healthy and ready to begin travel. And believe me, they kept me running around the lab. The Turtwig just loved to eat, so I had to keep them fed. The Chimchar kept running around, climbing on everything. And then there were the Piplup, they tend to have a natural curiosity about them, wandering around everywhere. It was all I could do to keep them happy. Rowan promised me that if I did a good job, after all the other trainer’s had come by, he would give me my own Pokèmon.
\tAs the day flew by, many new trainers stopped by the lab, to pick their starters and begin their journeys. And slowly, but surely, the number of Pokèballs that we had prepared, began to dwindle. As I kept track of the numbers, I began to notice, that there wouldn’t be any left for me to choose from. But, I had decided, that Rowan must have prepared some others especially for me.
\tDuring the lunch hour, we close up the lab temporarily so we could eat without being disturbed. This gave me a good chance to talk to the Professor about my observation. I sat quietly at the small table, in the dining room. You see, the Lab, doubles as a house, where both me and Professor Rowan live. It makes it so much easier, to just wake up, get ready, and start working all in one building. The Professor was an amazing cook, and he had taught me, though, I am not nearly as good as him. Soon enough, I heard him call from the kitchen, “I hope you’re in the mood for Brunch.” He walked from the kitchen, with a tray full of dishes. He had made Pancakes, eggs, toast, and bacon, but of course, brought along all the additives, Butter, Peanut Butter, Jelly, and Syrup. And to drink, two tall glasses of fresh-squeezed Orange Juice.
\tWe sat at the table, happily enjoying the delicious meal. About halfway through, I finally built up the courage to ask, “Um…Professor Rowan. . .” He paused, looking at me, and quirking a brow, as I continued, “I’ve been keeping track of the number of Pokèballs, and checking through the lists, of those who decided their starters ahead of time. And…I noticed that there wouldn’t be any left for me to choose from.” He chuckled, setting down his silverware, “You are a brilliant lad, Damien, I knew you would notice eventually. “Notice what?” I asked, setting my silverware down as well. Rowan took his glasses off, and started cleaning them, “That there wouldn’t be any left. In fact, I have already chosen the Pokèmon you are to start with.”
\tI stood angered, slamming my palm on the table, “How could you choose for me?! It’s my right as a trainer to choose what I should start with.” He put his glasses back on, and stood, “I have been observing you for these past five years, and from what I’ve learned about you, I determined the right Pokèmon. So, trust my decision, calm down, and finish your meal.” He gazed upon me with those ever-wise eyes, and I sat down. But, before I could begin eating again, an alarm sounded, signaling the end of lunch. We picked up our dishes and washed them, before going back to the lab, ready for the next swarm of trainers.
\tThings always seemed to pick up right after lunch was over. The lab was kept in full flow, as kid after kid came, to pick up their starters, and begin their journey to become a Trainer, or a coordinator. The smiles of the kids, as they picked up their Pokèmon, soon caused me to smile. And after a while, the tension from lunch had vanished completely. Throughout the remainder of the day, I did my work happily, awaiting the end of the work day.
As the sun set slowly through the darkening sky, the last trainer stopped by, to pick up the Chimchar he had chosen ahead of time. It was then, that I realized it was finally my turn to receive my mysterious new Pokèmon. Professor Rowan said his farewells to that last trainer, and closed the doors, before approaching me. With a bright smile, he spoke, “Are you ready to meet your new Pokèmon?” I nodded my head, “Yes, and I’ve decided, that you made the right choice, in choosing for me. You are a wise man, Professor, so your choice must have been perfect for me.”
He turned away with a chuckle, “Thank you, Damien, you are wise beyond your years. Maybe someday, after you complete your journey, you will take a place as a Researcher. Now then, please follow me.” He led me to the back of the lab, to a room where we kept all the Pokèmon and Pokèballs, even a few Eggs. Not all of them were his though, for he took care of other trainers’ Pokèmon while they were away. Now the Eggs were strange, since no one knew, exactly where they came from. Many have tried to find out, but can never catch the moment in which the Egg appears.
He led me past all the Pokèballs, to the small area where we kept the eggs. As he turned to look at me I quirked a brow, “Why are we all the way back here?” He chuckled and held his palm to the most mysterious of the Eggs. It was split in two different colors, the top half black, and the bottom half blue. Along the middle, horizontally, was a single white stripe. I recognized this Egg, because I was the one who found it. One day, when walking back from Twinleaf town, on an errand for the Professor, I got a strange feeling when I passed by a tree. When I looked into a hole, I found this Egg, alone, in the cold. So, I brought it back here, and we put it in an incubator.
The Professor waved me over, “Come closer, and meet your starter Pokèmon.” I gasped, “B…but it’s an Egg.” He lifted the glass incubator from over it, picked it up, and held it out, “I know this, but remember when you found it? It called to you, and over time, I decided, that this one was perfect for you. By my calculations, it is bound to hatch any day.” I took the Egg from him, a quizzical look on my face, “Are you sure? I mean, caring for an egg…is this really such a good idea?” He grabbed onto my shoulder, and began to lead me back to the lab, “Damien, I trust you with all my heart, and I truly believe, that you will care for this Egg, until it hatches. Not only will you get a starter Pokèmon, but I will gain some data on these Eggs. Plus, you and this Egg have a connection. I don’t know exactly, how, or why, but the connection is there. And I believe, you are the only one, who can hatch this one. So trust me, just as I trust you.”
Brendan Hudson
Damien Helvian
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