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Chapter 1: Fortree City
It was a strange world he had landed in. Far from the barren desert, far from the hot, dry air that could kill the unprotected in seconds. This new world was lush. He could see a dark-green forest in the far distance. This openness…it scared him. Draco wasn’t ready for it. He was used to Orre and everything it was based on. Orre…now Orre was predictable. Every day, the deserts were the same. Phenac City was a comfortable town, with plenty of opportunities for aspiring Pokemon Trainers.
“Everyone knows that Hoenn people are savages!”
That’s what they all told Draco as he left on the boat that took him to such a new land. They thought he was crazy for wanting to leave. But Draco had a fire, a passion for Pokemon battling that Orre just couldn’t satisfy. Had he made the right decision? Can Draco settle into his new home?
Draco looked far into the distance. He could see his precious Dratini jumping in the beach water. Nearby, his Scyther sharpened his blades on the nearby tree.
“Well, here’s my new home,” Draco said quietly. Then he walked towards the forest, ready to begin a new career of Pokemon.
Draco looked upon the wooden town lying in the center of the woods. It was an idyllic place, full of children playing and laughing. There were Pokemon, too. One boy had what Draco recognized as a Zigzagoon. He noticed a Spinarak climbing on one of the trees. A man standing nearby stood up as Draco approached.
“Welcome to Fortree City. I hope you’ll find it satisfactory. If you like, I can show you the location of our Pokemon Center, Pokemon Mart, and Pokemon Gym,” the guide said.
“You have a Gym?” Draco asked. He had heard about the Pokemon League, the institution of gyms on the other continent. The Pokemon League had recently come under fire due to their refusal to admit the PreGym into the League.
“Yes, but you can’t battle unless you have entered into our systems and received some of the previous badges first,” he replied.
“That’s all right. I plan to get to that eventually. Thanks!” Draco shouted as he walked towards the town. He entered the Pokemon Center, where he prepared to go to sleep after the long voyage. In the morning, he would be ready to enter the Pokemon League.
As Draco lay down in the guest room and watched TV, he saw a special battle segment come on. The two trainers were competing for some kind of regional championship. A black Pokemon with blades on its arms faced off against some kind of giant sleeping bear.
The trainer of the black Pokemon yelled, “Sneasel, use your Ice Beam attack!” A blue beam struck the sleeping Pokemon directly in the face.
“Shrug it off and use Hyper Beam, Snorlax!” the other trainer proclaimed. Snorlax fired an orange beam at the Sneasel. Sneasel was knocked backwards, and slammed into the wall. The name “Valkyn” appeared in large letters on the screen as the winning trainer celebrated. Draco turned off the TV and the lights. He went to sleep.
In the morning, Draco walked towards the computer on the counter. He navigated it to the point where he could register for the League. Inserting the PokeBalls, pictures of his Pokemon flashed on the screen. Scyther’s and Dratini’s images shined as Draco’s name was registered as a trainer. He feels like someone is watching him. Looking behind him, he sees a trainer leaning on the wall behind him, watching him enter his data. The trainer looks vaguely familiar somehow, but Draco can’t decide exactly what.
“Hey! You up for a Pokemon battle?” the new trainer asked Draco.
“I’m no pushover, you know,” Draco challenged. The other trainer just smiled as they walked outside. The challenger sent out a Pidgeot. Draco used his Dratini.
Boss Battle Music: Rival Battle (Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories)
http://www.kh2.co.uk/assets/com/midi/Rival Battle.mid
The challenger commanded his Pidgeot, “Use your Agility!” Pidgeot glowed and began to flap its wings at a faster pace.
“Use Thunderbolt!” Draco shouted. A bolt of electricity fired at Pidgeot. It flinched but managed to stay conscious.
“Use your Baton Pass, Pidgeot!” said the challenger. Pidgeot vanished inside the PokeBall, replacing itself with the Pokemon Draco had seen on TV.
“Oh! Now I know you! You’re Valkyn! I saw you on TV,” Draco said by way of explanation.
“So, you recognize me. That’s good to know. I thought my reputation was wasted,” Valkyn taunted.
“I’m not scared of you. Dratini, use Dive!” Dratini dove into a nearby pond. The murky waters obscured his location.
Valkyn looked scornful. “Is that all? Snorlax, Belly Drum!” Snorlax hit itself on the belly very hard. It looked damaged, but at maximum strength. Dratini slammed Snorlax, but Draini looked shaken. The attack barely hurt Snorlax.
“Yawn. Snorlax, Rest,” Valkyn commanded to his Pokemon. Snorlax began to loudly snore.
“Return, Dratini. Go, Scyther!” Draco said, switching his favorite Pokemon for the green swordsman.
“Ah, a Scyther. I’ve always been a fan of Scythers myself. Unfortunately for him, that won’t save him from Snore!” Valkyn said. Snorlax snored very loudly, creating sonic vibrations that hit Scyther hard.
Draco frowned. “Scyther, prepare yourself with Swords Dance.” Scyther glowed as it increased its attack.
Valkyn grinned in response. “Battles like this are practically infectious, don’t you think? I’m always for a good battle. Snorlax, use Snore again.” Snorlax repeated the attack. After the attack, Snorlax yawned and slowly stood up, having awakened.
“Scyther, strike quickly! Slash attack!” Scyther struck quickly with a powerful downwards slashed. The attack struck Snorlax unusually hard. Snorlax collapsed.
“Not so invincible now, are you, Mister Regional Champion?” Draco said.
“You have yet to see my better Pokemon. But you will”, Valkyn said.
It was a strange world he had landed in. Far from the barren desert, far from the hot, dry air that could kill the unprotected in seconds. This new world was lush. He could see a dark-green forest in the far distance. This openness…it scared him. Draco wasn’t ready for it. He was used to Orre and everything it was based on. Orre…now Orre was predictable. Every day, the deserts were the same. Phenac City was a comfortable town, with plenty of opportunities for aspiring Pokemon Trainers.
“Everyone knows that Hoenn people are savages!”
That’s what they all told Draco as he left on the boat that took him to such a new land. They thought he was crazy for wanting to leave. But Draco had a fire, a passion for Pokemon battling that Orre just couldn’t satisfy. Had he made the right decision? Can Draco settle into his new home?
Draco looked far into the distance. He could see his precious Dratini jumping in the beach water. Nearby, his Scyther sharpened his blades on the nearby tree.
“Well, here’s my new home,” Draco said quietly. Then he walked towards the forest, ready to begin a new career of Pokemon.
Draco looked upon the wooden town lying in the center of the woods. It was an idyllic place, full of children playing and laughing. There were Pokemon, too. One boy had what Draco recognized as a Zigzagoon. He noticed a Spinarak climbing on one of the trees. A man standing nearby stood up as Draco approached.
“Welcome to Fortree City. I hope you’ll find it satisfactory. If you like, I can show you the location of our Pokemon Center, Pokemon Mart, and Pokemon Gym,” the guide said.
“You have a Gym?” Draco asked. He had heard about the Pokemon League, the institution of gyms on the other continent. The Pokemon League had recently come under fire due to their refusal to admit the PreGym into the League.
“Yes, but you can’t battle unless you have entered into our systems and received some of the previous badges first,” he replied.
“That’s all right. I plan to get to that eventually. Thanks!” Draco shouted as he walked towards the town. He entered the Pokemon Center, where he prepared to go to sleep after the long voyage. In the morning, he would be ready to enter the Pokemon League.
As Draco lay down in the guest room and watched TV, he saw a special battle segment come on. The two trainers were competing for some kind of regional championship. A black Pokemon with blades on its arms faced off against some kind of giant sleeping bear.
The trainer of the black Pokemon yelled, “Sneasel, use your Ice Beam attack!” A blue beam struck the sleeping Pokemon directly in the face.
“Shrug it off and use Hyper Beam, Snorlax!” the other trainer proclaimed. Snorlax fired an orange beam at the Sneasel. Sneasel was knocked backwards, and slammed into the wall. The name “Valkyn” appeared in large letters on the screen as the winning trainer celebrated. Draco turned off the TV and the lights. He went to sleep.
In the morning, Draco walked towards the computer on the counter. He navigated it to the point where he could register for the League. Inserting the PokeBalls, pictures of his Pokemon flashed on the screen. Scyther’s and Dratini’s images shined as Draco’s name was registered as a trainer. He feels like someone is watching him. Looking behind him, he sees a trainer leaning on the wall behind him, watching him enter his data. The trainer looks vaguely familiar somehow, but Draco can’t decide exactly what.
“Hey! You up for a Pokemon battle?” the new trainer asked Draco.
“I’m no pushover, you know,” Draco challenged. The other trainer just smiled as they walked outside. The challenger sent out a Pidgeot. Draco used his Dratini.
Boss Battle Music: Rival Battle (Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories)
http://www.kh2.co.uk/assets/com/midi/Rival Battle.mid
The challenger commanded his Pidgeot, “Use your Agility!” Pidgeot glowed and began to flap its wings at a faster pace.
“Use Thunderbolt!” Draco shouted. A bolt of electricity fired at Pidgeot. It flinched but managed to stay conscious.
“Use your Baton Pass, Pidgeot!” said the challenger. Pidgeot vanished inside the PokeBall, replacing itself with the Pokemon Draco had seen on TV.
“Oh! Now I know you! You’re Valkyn! I saw you on TV,” Draco said by way of explanation.
“So, you recognize me. That’s good to know. I thought my reputation was wasted,” Valkyn taunted.
“I’m not scared of you. Dratini, use Dive!” Dratini dove into a nearby pond. The murky waters obscured his location.
Valkyn looked scornful. “Is that all? Snorlax, Belly Drum!” Snorlax hit itself on the belly very hard. It looked damaged, but at maximum strength. Dratini slammed Snorlax, but Draini looked shaken. The attack barely hurt Snorlax.
“Yawn. Snorlax, Rest,” Valkyn commanded to his Pokemon. Snorlax began to loudly snore.
“Return, Dratini. Go, Scyther!” Draco said, switching his favorite Pokemon for the green swordsman.
“Ah, a Scyther. I’ve always been a fan of Scythers myself. Unfortunately for him, that won’t save him from Snore!” Valkyn said. Snorlax snored very loudly, creating sonic vibrations that hit Scyther hard.
Draco frowned. “Scyther, prepare yourself with Swords Dance.” Scyther glowed as it increased its attack.
Valkyn grinned in response. “Battles like this are practically infectious, don’t you think? I’m always for a good battle. Snorlax, use Snore again.” Snorlax repeated the attack. After the attack, Snorlax yawned and slowly stood up, having awakened.
“Scyther, strike quickly! Slash attack!” Scyther struck quickly with a powerful downwards slashed. The attack struck Snorlax unusually hard. Snorlax collapsed.
“Not so invincible now, are you, Mister Regional Champion?” Draco said.
“You have yet to see my better Pokemon. But you will”, Valkyn said.