/Edit from ZF - Writer claims it's a rough draft which is why I moved it here.
Cap'n Drake's Remarkable Adventures On The High Seas [CDRAOHS for short] is about what Drake did before he joined the Hoenn Elite 4. Please don't flame,as this is my first slightly serious fic in existence.
Cap'n Drake's Remarkable Adventures On The High Seas
Chapter One: The Start Of The Voyage
No-one ever expected anything to come out of the young Drake. He was not a decent trainer, and flunked out of all his classes in school. He was amazingly still in school [and left] at the age of thirteen,when most trainers leave school at the age of nine. This amazing escape was only caused by a serious mistake made by the teachers - Drake's grades [all Fs] had been replaced with the grades of the best pupil in school,whose As and Bs would have spurred him on to victory. Drake left as soon as the results were announced,running at top speed out of the door,much to the teachers annoyance. Unfortunately,it was already twelve in the afternoon,so Prof. Birch had run out of Pokemon for the year. Birch,seeing Drake to be grealy downcast by this,promised to give him one the next day while he was reserching in Meteor Falls. Instead of the extremely likely Aron,Birch [by chance] discovered a Bagon to catch and research. The next day,returning to Littleroot,he was reluctant to give such a rare Pokemon away to such a terrible trainer.But it was too late to go back on his promise. So he gave the rare Dragon type to Drake. Drake walked up to Oldale Town to start his quest,but ''accidently'' took a short ''detour'',and ended up in Slateport City. Walking through the market made Drake feel lost and - for the first time in his life - lonely. Surrounded by shops selling dolls and statboosting items with nothing familiar in sight,the unknown sense of loneliness decended on Drake. But suddenly,he appeared at a place he knew well. It was the Slateport Harbour,home of his second-favourite childhood hero,Captain Stern. He walked through the shipyard in total awe. He had seen many paintings and photos of it,but the real thing was even more amazing. Suddenly,a rough hand tapped him on the shoulder. Drake turned around and saw a sailor. The sailor was immensely fat,and was wearing a large brimmed hat covered with pictures of Wingull. He had what stubble all over his chin,and the remininents of his hair made it look as if he hired an angered Vigoroth as his personal barber. Two tattoos were on his body: one of a Kyogre on his right arm and one of a Lugia on the left. Later in life Drake would see this man as an important person,a man to look up to. But at that present time he saw the man as a low-life street punk. The man spoke. His voice sounded like a thousand violins playing wrong notes at the same time. This,as Drake would also discover later in life,was the voice of a man who gave instructions to his crew in a dangerous storm - it didn't matter what your voice sounded like,your instructions being recognized was far more important. Years and years of this philosophy had changed his voice for the worst. But the seven words the voice was about to utter would turn Drake's life around.
''Would you like to join our crew?''
Stay in Hoenn with his friends and family and defeat the Gym Challenge with Wyvern the Bagon? Or follow this mysterious man into unknown,life-risking voyages?
A real no-brainer.
Drake said yes.
Cap'n Drake's Remarkable Adventures On The High Seas [CDRAOHS for short] is about what Drake did before he joined the Hoenn Elite 4. Please don't flame,as this is my first slightly serious fic in existence.
Cap'n Drake's Remarkable Adventures On The High Seas
Chapter One: The Start Of The Voyage
No-one ever expected anything to come out of the young Drake. He was not a decent trainer, and flunked out of all his classes in school. He was amazingly still in school [and left] at the age of thirteen,when most trainers leave school at the age of nine. This amazing escape was only caused by a serious mistake made by the teachers - Drake's grades [all Fs] had been replaced with the grades of the best pupil in school,whose As and Bs would have spurred him on to victory. Drake left as soon as the results were announced,running at top speed out of the door,much to the teachers annoyance. Unfortunately,it was already twelve in the afternoon,so Prof. Birch had run out of Pokemon for the year. Birch,seeing Drake to be grealy downcast by this,promised to give him one the next day while he was reserching in Meteor Falls. Instead of the extremely likely Aron,Birch [by chance] discovered a Bagon to catch and research. The next day,returning to Littleroot,he was reluctant to give such a rare Pokemon away to such a terrible trainer.But it was too late to go back on his promise. So he gave the rare Dragon type to Drake. Drake walked up to Oldale Town to start his quest,but ''accidently'' took a short ''detour'',and ended up in Slateport City. Walking through the market made Drake feel lost and - for the first time in his life - lonely. Surrounded by shops selling dolls and statboosting items with nothing familiar in sight,the unknown sense of loneliness decended on Drake. But suddenly,he appeared at a place he knew well. It was the Slateport Harbour,home of his second-favourite childhood hero,Captain Stern. He walked through the shipyard in total awe. He had seen many paintings and photos of it,but the real thing was even more amazing. Suddenly,a rough hand tapped him on the shoulder. Drake turned around and saw a sailor. The sailor was immensely fat,and was wearing a large brimmed hat covered with pictures of Wingull. He had what stubble all over his chin,and the remininents of his hair made it look as if he hired an angered Vigoroth as his personal barber. Two tattoos were on his body: one of a Kyogre on his right arm and one of a Lugia on the left. Later in life Drake would see this man as an important person,a man to look up to. But at that present time he saw the man as a low-life street punk. The man spoke. His voice sounded like a thousand violins playing wrong notes at the same time. This,as Drake would also discover later in life,was the voice of a man who gave instructions to his crew in a dangerous storm - it didn't matter what your voice sounded like,your instructions being recognized was far more important. Years and years of this philosophy had changed his voice for the worst. But the seven words the voice was about to utter would turn Drake's life around.
''Would you like to join our crew?''
Stay in Hoenn with his friends and family and defeat the Gym Challenge with Wyvern the Bagon? Or follow this mysterious man into unknown,life-risking voyages?
A real no-brainer.
Drake said yes.
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