General Blaze
Not the face!
Fwee! My first Pokemon fic! I'm so excited about this. Oh, yeah if your wondering what is going to happen to Kanto, the Untold Legends, then your going to have to wait for it. It's taking longer than I thought. But here is something that will keep you waitin for it. Please enjoy. Oh yeah, this is taking place in a made up reigon of mine, Lanto, which is basically an entire chain of Islands.
“Zapdos, use Drill Peck!” the young trainer yelled out. With a loud squawk, the legendary bird of thunder slammed into its opponent’s chest, its beck spinning at incredible speeds. After the damage had been done, the Machamp fell over, groaning. For a minute, the stadium that the battle had taken place in was dead silent. Then, as if a bomb had gone off, the stadium was full of noise, the crowd whooping and cheering. The trainer who had won was practically jumping to the moon and back in joy.
“I DON’T BELIVE IT FOLKS!” the announcer yelled. “WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!”
“HECK YEAH!” The trainer yelled, still jumping. “I won! I won!”
“THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS!” the announcer yelled. “THE NEW CHAMPION OF LANTO IS…”
“WAKE UP!” A female voice suddenly yelled out.
Immediately the boy’s eyes snapped open, his body getting out of dream mode faster than a Ninjask. The young boy’s brain, not ready for the sudden interruption, gave the boy only one situation that the boy could do immediately.
“GAAAAHHH!!” The teenager screeched, falling out of the bed and hitting the floor with a loud ‘BANG’, his body tangled up in his bed sheets. The girl who woke him up looked at him with a smug look on her face.
“Mom said that if you don’t wake up soon, you’re going to be late for Trainers School,” the preteen said.
“Okay…” the boy said groggily, his voice slightly muffled from the fact that his mouth was covered by one of the bed sheets.
With that, the younger sister left the room, the smug look still on her face. As soon as her footsteps were gone, the boy got up, his face showing that he was still very tired. “Man,” he muttered, “sometimes I really hate Cassy”. And with that, he began to get ready for the day.
The first thing he did was walk over to, at a first glance, what appeared to be a tan-colored ball. The boy walked over to it and kicked it gently, and said gently, “Hey, Longclaw, time to wake up”.
The ball unrolled to reveal what looked like some sort of mouse. He was a little on the chubby side, and his belly and under-chin was white. His small arms ended with three claws on each paw. The Sandshrew’s blue eyes still showed some signs of being tired as he looked at the boy. “Dang it Andrew,” he said. “I was having the nicest dream”.
“Ah, quit complaining,” Andrew said jokingly, running his hand through is spiky black hair. “We’re going to be late for school”.
“Whatever,” Longclaw slurred, his sleepiness beginning to get the best of him again.
“Hey, if you don’t wake up, I’m sure Cassy’s Marill will have a ball of a time using you for target practice,” Andrew said.
This woke the Sandshrew up immediately, his eyes widening in fear of the idea of the Marill’s Water Gun hitting him. “WHAT THE HECK ARE WE WAITING FOR?!” Longclaw yelled. “LET’S GO!”
And with that, the duo began to get ready for school.
A few minutes later, the two friends began to go downstairs to get some breakfast. Andrew, instead of taking the stairs, slid down the railing, Longclaw following. At the end of the stairs, Andrew jumped off the railing, and landed on his two feet. “Yeah! Three point landing!” he exclaimed, but then Longclaw bumped into the back of his head with an ‘Oof!’
“Sorry about that,” Longclaw apologized, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.
“That’s okay,” Andrew said. “Now, if you don’t mind, please get off me.”
Longclaw didn’t say anything, but got off, which allowed Andrew to get up slowly. “Okay,” Andrew said, after straitening his St. Louis Cardinals baseball cap. “Now let’s grab a quick bite to eat then we will be on our way.”
“Okay.”
Andrew and Long then entered the Kitchen. After walking on the red tiled floor for a bit, the both off them sat down and began to eat their breakfast. Andrew’s mom was at the sink washing dishes, and Cassy was sitting next to Andrew eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs. Andrew also poured himself some cereal as well, and began to chow down on his meal. Longclaw, meanwhile, settled himself at his food dish and began to eat the Poke’Chow in it. Cassy’s Marill, Aqa, was next to Longclaw, although she was done with her food.
“So, mom,” Andrew said. “You said you got a job last night. What is it?”
“I’ll tell you after school Andy,” his mom said to busy with the dishes to pay much attention.
“Mom!” Andrew moaned. “You know I hate being called that.”
“But I think it suits you perfectly dear,” his mom joked, turning around in order to smile at him.
“Whatever.”
After breakfast was over, Andrew and Cassy, along with their respective Pokemon, left for school. For a few minutes, the two siblings walked down the street, not saying anything, but looking to see what their neighbors were doing. One of them was already out, his Growlithe sitting with him on the porch. Other than that, no one else was out yet. Finally, the two reached their school, Palm Island’s Trainers Academy. It was time for school, and both of the siblings wondered what was in store for them.
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Lanto Journeys
Chapter One: School is now in session!
Chapter One: School is now in session!
“Zapdos, use Drill Peck!” the young trainer yelled out. With a loud squawk, the legendary bird of thunder slammed into its opponent’s chest, its beck spinning at incredible speeds. After the damage had been done, the Machamp fell over, groaning. For a minute, the stadium that the battle had taken place in was dead silent. Then, as if a bomb had gone off, the stadium was full of noise, the crowd whooping and cheering. The trainer who had won was practically jumping to the moon and back in joy.
“I DON’T BELIVE IT FOLKS!” the announcer yelled. “WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!”
“HECK YEAH!” The trainer yelled, still jumping. “I won! I won!”
“THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS!” the announcer yelled. “THE NEW CHAMPION OF LANTO IS…”
“WAKE UP!” A female voice suddenly yelled out.
Immediately the boy’s eyes snapped open, his body getting out of dream mode faster than a Ninjask. The young boy’s brain, not ready for the sudden interruption, gave the boy only one situation that the boy could do immediately.
“GAAAAHHH!!” The teenager screeched, falling out of the bed and hitting the floor with a loud ‘BANG’, his body tangled up in his bed sheets. The girl who woke him up looked at him with a smug look on her face.
“Mom said that if you don’t wake up soon, you’re going to be late for Trainers School,” the preteen said.
“Okay…” the boy said groggily, his voice slightly muffled from the fact that his mouth was covered by one of the bed sheets.
With that, the younger sister left the room, the smug look still on her face. As soon as her footsteps were gone, the boy got up, his face showing that he was still very tired. “Man,” he muttered, “sometimes I really hate Cassy”. And with that, he began to get ready for the day.
The first thing he did was walk over to, at a first glance, what appeared to be a tan-colored ball. The boy walked over to it and kicked it gently, and said gently, “Hey, Longclaw, time to wake up”.
The ball unrolled to reveal what looked like some sort of mouse. He was a little on the chubby side, and his belly and under-chin was white. His small arms ended with three claws on each paw. The Sandshrew’s blue eyes still showed some signs of being tired as he looked at the boy. “Dang it Andrew,” he said. “I was having the nicest dream”.
“Ah, quit complaining,” Andrew said jokingly, running his hand through is spiky black hair. “We’re going to be late for school”.
“Whatever,” Longclaw slurred, his sleepiness beginning to get the best of him again.
“Hey, if you don’t wake up, I’m sure Cassy’s Marill will have a ball of a time using you for target practice,” Andrew said.
This woke the Sandshrew up immediately, his eyes widening in fear of the idea of the Marill’s Water Gun hitting him. “WHAT THE HECK ARE WE WAITING FOR?!” Longclaw yelled. “LET’S GO!”
And with that, the duo began to get ready for school.
A few minutes later, the two friends began to go downstairs to get some breakfast. Andrew, instead of taking the stairs, slid down the railing, Longclaw following. At the end of the stairs, Andrew jumped off the railing, and landed on his two feet. “Yeah! Three point landing!” he exclaimed, but then Longclaw bumped into the back of his head with an ‘Oof!’
“Sorry about that,” Longclaw apologized, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.
“That’s okay,” Andrew said. “Now, if you don’t mind, please get off me.”
Longclaw didn’t say anything, but got off, which allowed Andrew to get up slowly. “Okay,” Andrew said, after straitening his St. Louis Cardinals baseball cap. “Now let’s grab a quick bite to eat then we will be on our way.”
“Okay.”
Andrew and Long then entered the Kitchen. After walking on the red tiled floor for a bit, the both off them sat down and began to eat their breakfast. Andrew’s mom was at the sink washing dishes, and Cassy was sitting next to Andrew eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs. Andrew also poured himself some cereal as well, and began to chow down on his meal. Longclaw, meanwhile, settled himself at his food dish and began to eat the Poke’Chow in it. Cassy’s Marill, Aqa, was next to Longclaw, although she was done with her food.
“So, mom,” Andrew said. “You said you got a job last night. What is it?”
“I’ll tell you after school Andy,” his mom said to busy with the dishes to pay much attention.
“Mom!” Andrew moaned. “You know I hate being called that.”
“But I think it suits you perfectly dear,” his mom joked, turning around in order to smile at him.
“Whatever.”
After breakfast was over, Andrew and Cassy, along with their respective Pokemon, left for school. For a few minutes, the two siblings walked down the street, not saying anything, but looking to see what their neighbors were doing. One of them was already out, his Growlithe sitting with him on the porch. Other than that, no one else was out yet. Finally, the two reached their school, Palm Island’s Trainers Academy. It was time for school, and both of the siblings wondered what was in store for them.
End Chapter One
Critics are welcome, so long they aren't to harse. Flames will be used to roast marshmellows, which will be given out to people who reveiw, and please to the three R's (Read, Rate, and Reveiw). Peace out!