A New Adventure

[ElementalGods]

Difference between the Game and Life
By
Bobby Talon

The world of Pokemon is a vast and wondrous place. Nobody knows how many species of Pokemon exist in our world but many believe that up to a thousand are currently living today. With many more being discovered everyday that number may rise within our lifetime. Pokemon, what are they? They are our friends, our pets, and they have a place within all our hearts.

There are many things in the Pokemon world that has changed or been changed to better sell a product. That product was a game in which two men from Petalburg City created to target a younger age group. They sold an idea in which kids at a very young age could begin a journey of their own and become Pokemon Masters. They also broke down the regions to create four games, to again sell more products.

The truth of the matter is anyone who wants to become a trainer must go to school. You start at a young age of about five to six years old at Elementary School and finish up when you are eighteen in the Academy. After which you are giving your first Pokemon, which depends on the town or region you live in, along with all the items you will need to begin your journey. Most of these graduates never leave town or they just settle down in which ever town they decide to live. A small percentage of the kids that venture out into the different regions, compete in gyms collecting badges or ribbons at contest. These few will venture out to become Pokemon Masters or Grand Coordinators.

Another aspect of the game which is false is the challenging of the so called Elite four of the specified region before fighting the champion for the crown. In reality it’s a rarity to meet any of the members of the Elite, as they are called, in any region. Also you never get to face the former champion, unless they decided to pay a visit or entered again into the tournament.

Lastly, the whole concept of beating the Elite four and then the champion will make you a Pokemon Master is completely false. It takes a lifetime to become a true master and be recognized as one. To become a true master you must first become a Regional Champion. After doing so you must go and collect eight badges of the sixteen badges from any of the Elite trainers. After collection the badges and being Regional Champion, you must present them to the Pokemon Committee. After doing so you will be eligible to partake in the Grand Master Championship which is held every ten years. The first sixteen to apply will have the honor of dueling to become the next Pokemon Master.

There have been ten Grand Master Championships in the modern era. The first Grand Master Championship was held in Kanto in the year nineteen eleven. Out of the ten true masters only five are know to be living today. Four have passed on since winning their championships. One disappeared after earning the title in nineteen fifty one. The other five are currently living all over the world.

So as you can see there are many differences between the game that was created to generate money and the real life aspects of the Pokemon world. Many have tried and failed in becoming a master but still hundreds arrive to seek the title while hundreds give in. The common theme in both the game and in the real world is that the journey will be long, and you must trust in your Pokemon to advance.
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The boy lay in his bed awaiting for the day to arrive. His excitement almost unbearable, staring as the seconds ticked one by one on his clock. He lay there as his long awaited life as a student had ended and soon his dream of exploring the world would begin. The thoughts of leaving the institute he had grownup in filled his heart with sadness. He knew that one day he would have to venture out into the world but his memories of happiness and sorrow engulfed him. He brushed his heavy blue blanket off and got up out of bed. He rushed to the bathroom and starred at the mirror. He saw himself not as what he was but what he would become. His short black hair glistened as tiny drops of water reflected off as he washed his face. His dark brown eyes starring back at him with confidence and poise. He had done it, he thought to himself. After four long years of training and sacrifice at the academy, he had reached his goals. He realized that new goals were ahead of him, as he wiped the dampness off his face with a towel. In a few more hours he would begin the journey of a lifetime. He kept wondering what adventures his new life would bring him. He returned to bed, placed the blanket upon him and fell asleep.

 

[ElementalGods]

Chapter 1

The morning suns rays enlightened the darkness of night. Shinning through the thicket of clouds which hid its view. The young boy awoke as the alarm of his clock rang out. He rose out of bed, dragging himself to the bathroom to prepare for the long day. He brushed his teeth and combed what little hair he had. Opened the door to the closet and took out his favorite long sleeve shirt and his lucky blue jeans. He slowly headed for the door as he grabbed his backpack, and the report he had written the other day before closing the door to his room.

He looked around the empty hallways as he headed for the elevator. His eyes were still drooped from the lack of sleep he had gotten. He had reached the elevator when suddenly another boy, of the same age, jumped upon his back causing the boy to fall on the floor.

“Hey man, get off me. Can’t you see that I’m not fully awake to my capacity to take your abuse this morning Zane.”

Zane stood up and began to help his friend up from the fall. Zane had long brown hair that came down to his shoulders. Many people have asked why he keeps his hair so long all the time, the only response they got was because he enjoyed his fine long hair. His eyes were also brown but darker then most. Zane was the only friend Bobby had at the school. A loyal friend to the end he would say. He then grabbed his backpack off the floor and proceeded into the elevator with Bobby.

“Sorry about that man, just can’t hold all the excitement that I have. Today we get to venture out on our own and become what we have always wanted. Besides its always fun to jump on your back in the mornings.” Zane commented.

“You know what Zane, you need to control all that excitement. Besides we still have to get all the information, the gadgets, and not to mention the Pokemon before we can begin our adventure. Oh, and another thing, you have to passed Mr. Oaks class before we even get our hands on all that stuff anyway.” said Bobby.

“You worry to much man. As long as you did your report and get at least a B grade on the report Mr. Oak assigned for use we will have no trouble getting everything ready. Besides I had help with my report, and they guaranteed me at least a B.”

“Good luck with that Zane, and I will see you at Oaks in last period man.” Bobby said as he and Zane went in separate directions.

All throughout the day his classes went by, one by one. The only thing on his mind was if his paper would withstand the grading scale of one of the most respected Pokemon Researchers in the world. He sat in class staring off into the his thoughts as his final class keep drawing nearer and nearer. The anticipation of finally breaking free of this town was something he had dreamed of his entire life. The bell rang as Bobby slowly headed into his Mr. Oaks class.

He entered the lab very aware of his surroundings. On the desk of Mr. Oaks there were many bags with poke balls inside them along with a few extra items. On the huge lab desk in the middle of the room lay many pokeballs with Pokemon waiting inside for their new owners to claim them. Their were fifteen ball in all, five balls separated by sections on the desk. Each pile of balls consisted of the same type of pokemon but there were three different species all together. He read the chalk board in front of the class and placed his report upon the table. He then proceeded to his chair and waited.

Mr. Oak came through the door as the bell rang in unison all over the academy. He was an older man, around his late sixties, with short gray hair upon his head. He looked up at everyone and began his job. He welcomed the kids on their final days within the walls of this school. He then proceeded to explain that he will look upon every ones papers and grade to scale with in the first half of the class. After he was done grading he would dismiss the students that were not fortunate enough to pass his class. Then the fun would begin with the passing out of the Pokemon and items for the rest of the students.

Time passed by, as all thirty kids sat in the chairs awaiting their fate. Some of the kids slept as they waited while others passed the time trying to decide which one of the three starter Pokemon they would choose. Bobby on the other hand was nervous as he awaited his final grade. He sat there waiting and thinking of the worst. He had failed in his mind, and he would never be able to become a trainer he wished to be. The negative thoughts ran through his head as the professor began to stand.

“I have gone over all of your papers and I must say that some of this work disappoints me. Out of the thirty students here with me only ten were able to move on. As for the rest of you, I must tell you that you will not become trainers in this world, but will have to find other means of living. As for the ten who passed, you will be open to a world that has many surprises. You will be able to enjoy a life that many dream of. Now as I call your names will you please leave my classroom and go to room one hundred and fifteen.” said the professor.

As the professor read those worlds out loud Bobby gripped his backpack awaiting his name to be called. As he waited he thought of the report he had just written and why he waited for the last minute to do so. The professor then stopped calling out names and proceeded to wait for those students to leave the classroom. Bobby looked up and was surprised to notice that the professor did not call out his name. He had made it, and the joy was shown upon his face. He then looked around the room and found that his friend Zane was their with him.

“Ok, for everyone here congratulations. I have much to go over with you in such a sort period of time. Here are your standard equipment. As you can see you have five extra pokeballs for capture, pokefood for your new friends, and around a hundred dollars for your journey. Now this is all provided by the school and by your families.” said the professor as he passed out the bags that contained the items.

“Also as you have noticed by now there are fifteen pokeballs on the lab desk in front of you. I will show you which pokemon are inside and then you will have to choose who you want. Now this is the first time that these Pokemon have been offered as a starter in this school so take your time and choose wisely. The Pokemon we have to you today are bulbasaur, charmander, and squirtle.” the professor told the class as he opened up one of each ball to reveal their contents.

The bulbasaur had a blue colorations to its skin with little rectangular marking all over its body, which were a darker blue. It lay on all four feet and stared at the class with its beautiful red eyes. A bulb settled on its back as if a flower had planted itself upon this creature. Charmander on the other hand had now bulb at all. His orange skin covered his body except for his underbelly which was a very light color. Unlike the bulbasaur, charmander stood on his hind legs. The most noticed feature was the flame that had engulfed the end of the creatures tail. Squirtle was as blue as bulbasaur in color but different everywhere else. Squirtle also stood on his hind legs but there was nothing growing out of his tail. Instead the creatures tail looked as though it was curled up like a ball. It was also incased within a hard shell in which the creature could retract his body parts into it.

“Now I would like everyone to form a line and we will get you your pokemon to you as soon as I can.” cried the professor to all the students in the room.

Bobby did not mind which one he got at the end, all he cared about was that he had made it and his journey would begin. He stood at the end of the line as he waited patiently for his turn to pick his journeymen. As the line dwindled, his thoughts ran with which one of these three would he pick. After a few minutes had passed it was his turn.

“Well hello there Bobby, which one of the three would you like to pick.” asked to professor.

Bobby stood there for a moment, he looked at the three starters and thought to himself which one would be the best pick. He had studied each of them over the years but he wanted to make the right choice within his heart. He looked at his classmates interacting with their new allies. Four of the kids had chosen the bulbasaur. Three had chosen a squirtle and two a charmander. He then looked over to his friend and saw the he had picked the bulbasaur as his friend. Bobby then picked up a ball and released the creature inside.

“Hey professor, why does this one look different then the others.” he asked the professor.

He looked upon the creature to notice that he had a scar which ran across its eye. As he looked closer he realize that this poor creature was blind in his left eye. Bobby looked at the creature as he thought to himself what could have happened to this creature. Also thinking how would he do in battle with only one of his eyes.

“Well Bobby this one lost that eye when it born. A spearow tried to snatch him up and gave him that nice scar he has.” explained the professor. “If you don’t want him then I will understand why, and you can pick again.”

“No thanks professor, I made my pick and I will stick to it.” he told the professor.

With that the class was now over. The professor congratulated the students once again as they all left for the start of their journey. Bobby pondered if his pick was the right one but in his heart he knew that he had made a wise choice. He then picked up his new friend, the charmander and headed back toward his room.

 

[Omega Pirate]

I haven't read Chapter 1 yet, but man! That first bit was sooo boring! Your basically repeating a whole bunch of stuff that everyone already knows. Sorry to be so harsh but it had to be said. I'm far to lazy to read the rest now so I'll read it another day

 

[The Burnt Shadow]

Hmm not bad, but before the first chapter we already know all that (except for the school part. I was wondering about that). The description's pretty good and the Charmander with the scar was a bit of an interesting part to me. This doesn't sound so bad, but just don't make it too cliche as in the whole going on a quest and you fight Team Rocket. Anyways good luck...

 

[ElementalGods]

:I know I havent posted in a while but I was busy. The next chapter is a little shorter then the first with little detail because of dialoge but it will be better. Thanks to anyone who is going to read this for reading it.:

Chapter 2

Bobby wondered to himself while he carried his new friend the charmander into his room. He wondered what awaited him in the morning as he left for the adventure of a lifetime. He stared at his friend as he sleep quietly in his arms. He smiled as the sleeping pokemon awoke with a yawn and a smile.

“Well there buddy, I hope you had a nice nap as I carried you in here.” asked Bobby.

The charmander looked at him with his soft eyes and nodded up at his new master. Charmander rubbed both his eyes with his little paws and yawned again before falling back asleep. Bobby then placed his companion on his bed, on top of a pillow and let him sleep.

Bobby lay at the side of the bed, pondering which wild Pokemon he would catch in his outings. He waited so much to go and explore the world trying to find legendary Pokemon, which were said to only be a few of each species. He also thought of how fun it would be to compete to become a pokemon master, or even travel the world to do neither of those things and live out the rest of his live on the road. So many choices but he had to make one. He starred at the ceiling of his room slowly falling fast asleep.

Bobby was awaken by a the weight of his pokemon jumping upon his chest. Also by the fire of the charmander’s tail slightly burning his arm.

“Ouch, that hurts bud. I’m up ok you don’t have to burn or jump on me to get my attention.” he said to his little friend.

He placed the charmander on the floor of his room and got up from the floor. He looked at the clock to realize that he had been sleeping for quite awhile. It was one o’clock when he had reached his room, and by now the clock said eight.

“Wow, I sure slept awhile didn’t I charmander. I guess the strain on me passing professor Oaks class man me a little uneasy and limited my sleep.” he said. He looked at his charmander who was now running around the room in such a playful mood. “You know what you need a name. I don’t think Charmander will cut it for you from now on. I just don’t know who I should name you after.”

Bobby thought for what seemed like hours bouncing names to charmander as he rejected one name after the other. “You know you sure are picky when it comes to a name, you know that.” he said as he pondered some more.

Bobby then figured out the perfect name for his friend. Bobby had a hobby, he was into studying about ancient civilizations. The one he enjoyed the most was the ancient civilization of the Reeks. The Reeks lived in Johto a long time ago and believed in gods and goddesses. These gods and goddess resembled powerful legendary pokemon. They had many gods, to the all powerful lightning god Zeus who was represented by zapdos to the war god Ares who was represented by request rayquaza. Each god had power over something in nature. This was one of Bobby’s hobbies. He spent years learning about the different gods and goddess of there time. Now he did not have any legendary Pokemon to his name but it would still be fun to have names associated with them he thought. He read stories and legends of how each god or goddess had lived their lives. That is when the perfect name came around.

“You know what Charmander, I have the perfect name for you. I will name you after the god of fire, Hephaestus. Now before you say now I will tell you a little about him. The Reeks viewed Hephaestus as a moltres. He was born with a lame wing which limited his ability to fly. So as you can guess it was very strange seeing a beautiful god like himself being limited in his flying. I want to name you this because you too have a little defect. I know that you are blind in one of your eyes but like Hephaestus you won’t let that hinder you from going out and living. So what do you say buddy? Do you like the name Hephaestus?”

The charmander looked up at Bobby with a puzzled look in his eyes. As though it was trying to figure out what Bobby was telling him. He looked at him with confidence as he shook his head in agreement over his new found name. He then stood up with pride as he was named after the powerful fire god.

“You and me Hephaestus, no one will stop us in our quest for adventure and freedom, and nothing will tear our new friendship apart.”

Just then Bobby’s door was opened by a friendly face. Bobby’s friend Zane came busting through the door with his friend Bulbasaur.

“Hey man sorry for the rudeness but me and Bulba here got ourselves in a little trouble, you mind if we crash here for a few?” Zane asked.

“Yeah no problem man, you know you can always come hang out here. So any idea on what you want to do when you start on your adventure Zane?”

“Don’t know yet, but one thing is for sure I will become a Pokemon master. I will challenge the elite and will become famous with my friend Bulba here at my side. What about you man what are you going to do?”

“I don’t really know, I might go and collect badges but mostly just travel, see what I can see, and try to see as many rare Pokemon as I can. The rarer the better in my mind,” replied Bobby.

“You going to catch any of these rare pokemon you see?”

“I doubt it, they are just to pure and genuine for me to catch. I will be happy catching what I can and just experience being close to a rare pokemon would be heaven for me.” said Bobby. “So you going to call your bulbasaur, Bulba, seems kind of lame doesn’t it, I mean how many other people do you think have named their Bulbasaur, Bulba?

“Hey Bulba is easy for me to remember ok, besides I like that name. It suits him. So what did you name your charmander? Zippo?”

“I named him Hephaestus, after the Reek god of fire. What do you think about that Zane?” asked Bobby.

“Man that name is lamer then Bulba, it kind of reminds me of Hes Pestis. That’s a great name for the little fireball. Ha ha ha ha.”

“Well with that comment I think its time for you to leave man, and I hope to see you on our journey man, its been great knowing you and thanks for being my friend.” Bobby told Zane.

“Anytime man, besides who else was going to look out for you. I’m pretty sure we will meet soon. When are you headed off?

“I’m headed off early morning what about you man?” asked Bobby.

“I’ll be gone in a few hours, you know trying to get an early start. Besides sleeping under the stars tonight with Bulba will be a blast. Hey take care Bobby and good luck finding some rare pokemon.”

“Thanks Zane, and good luck with becoming a Pokemon Master.”

With that the two friends gave each other one last hug as Zane walked out of Bobby’s room. Bobby knew that he and Zane would see each other someday, and was glad to have known such a great guy. With that Bobby turned his attention on to his new pal Hephaestus.

“You know what buddy we better get some more sleep if we are going to get going in the morning.”

With that Bobby lay in bed and placed Hephaestus next to him. New world and new faces awaited the two as they fell asleep together. In the morning a journey of a lifetime awaited them both as their adventure was about to begin.

 

[eonteam123456]

Giving a name like that to Charmander is useless.