The lands of Kanto and Johto are untaimed in the year of 1856. These
lands were clean and majestic, the skys are clear with Pidgey, the forests
have Butterfree and Oddish, the lakes are filled with Magikarp, but most of
all the open plains ran with large, majestic, herds of Ponyta that run freely
across the land. Natives live in the wilderness, in tribes, and live in harmony
with nature and Pokemon. But new settlers will come from the west, the
White Man. They came to the west to settle, live, and capture the pokemon.
One man named Tolite was a baby when his parents were travelling in a
stagecoach, a Persian attacked it and the Tauros pulling the wagon fled, the
parents of Tolite were killed by the Persian and had no pokemon to defend
themselves. Tolite was luckily rescued by a native tribe called the Kohtaw.
The tribe named him Tolite meaning White Flame in their language. They
raised him like their own, he grew like one of them, and made many friends.
But little did he know that he was a white man until he was 17, he started to
grow facial hair and felt it, he saw beards on the new settlers, but none of
the Kohtaw. His facial hair grew longer and so he decided to go to the chief
of the tribe.
"Why is my face like that of a white man?" he asked, "I seem to look like
one of them."
The chief was a truthful man and did not wish to lie to someone he grew
so close to. "You are a white man, your parents were killed when you were
too young to remember, I hate to keep it secret after the years," the chief
said as Tolites eyes started to tear, "Yet it is a chosen path for you to be
raised by us and a new path if you wish to be who you were born, just
remember us."
Tolite hugged the chief and said goodbye to everyone in his village. It
was hard to leave his village, his caretakers, and his always good friend,
Homimo. He then left to a small, new town called Saffron. People looked at
him strangely when he was walking down the main street, it was strange for
him too, he didn't know any English at all. He walked into a saloon with music
and people. It became silent, he looked strange, very strange. He then said
hello in his language. The people looked at him strangely, yet he could hear
some Kohtaw in the back of the room, a young boy, a Kohtaw who lived in
the village.
"Follow me!" the boy said in Kohtaw, running out into the street. Tolite
quickly followed. The boy led him to a small group of houses on the outskirts
of town. A Vulpix greeted him as he walked near and into one.
"He knows how to speak our language, Father!" the boy said. They let
Tolite eat dinner with the Kohtaw community, where he told them his story,
he was even invited to live in the community, where he made many friends,
and learned English. The young boys cousin, a girl of seventeen was half
Kohtaw and very pretty, her name was Salina. She and Tolite came to know
each other very well.
Tolite shaved and wore the clothes of a regular white man. He was able
to go to town and so he did. He learned alot there about how to live. But he
would make alot of enemies that usually thought he was a freak. One day his
enemies did do something to him.
"Hey freak!" a man said like he always did. Tolite got mad this time and
punched the man. The mans friends came over and drew revolvers on him.
Tolite turned his back and left. In his anger he started to run, then he looked
back and saw the men riding Ponytas and fireing revolvers. Tolite then had to
run faster. Out of town, into the forest, then riders chased him. He then ran
into open prairie where they started to gain on him, then surrounded him.
They all drew revolvers, but then a beautiful, shiny, Ponyta with all the colors
of the rainbow in it's fiery maine galloped up and blew a flamethrower with
flames of everycolor, knocking the riders off their pokemon. They got back on
and rode away.
The Ponyta looked at Tolite and turned and trotted away.
"Rainbowflame," Tolite thought following the beast then talking to it,
"You saved my life."
The Ponyta, Rainbowflame then ran away. Tolite did not want to go back
to Saffron, nor for a reason his home village, instead he followed that wild
Ponyta that he named Rainbowflame into a large herd. He tried to stroke
Rainbowflame to gain trust, he would live with the herd for days just to make
friends with Rainbowflame. They started to connect and soon Tolite was able
to ride Rainbowflame for the first time. Both of them enjoyed it and became
very close. Rainbowflame would ride Tolite anywhere he wanted, Tolite had
tamed a wild Ponyta. Rainbowflame later left the herd to be with his owner,
Tolite. Tolite rode to his native village to show his companion to everyone.
Now that he had Rainbowflame he could go out and face the men at Saffron
and then start his pokemon journey!
Chapter 2 coming soon!
lands were clean and majestic, the skys are clear with Pidgey, the forests
have Butterfree and Oddish, the lakes are filled with Magikarp, but most of
all the open plains ran with large, majestic, herds of Ponyta that run freely
across the land. Natives live in the wilderness, in tribes, and live in harmony
with nature and Pokemon. But new settlers will come from the west, the
White Man. They came to the west to settle, live, and capture the pokemon.
One man named Tolite was a baby when his parents were travelling in a
stagecoach, a Persian attacked it and the Tauros pulling the wagon fled, the
parents of Tolite were killed by the Persian and had no pokemon to defend
themselves. Tolite was luckily rescued by a native tribe called the Kohtaw.
The tribe named him Tolite meaning White Flame in their language. They
raised him like their own, he grew like one of them, and made many friends.
But little did he know that he was a white man until he was 17, he started to
grow facial hair and felt it, he saw beards on the new settlers, but none of
the Kohtaw. His facial hair grew longer and so he decided to go to the chief
of the tribe.
"Why is my face like that of a white man?" he asked, "I seem to look like
one of them."
The chief was a truthful man and did not wish to lie to someone he grew
so close to. "You are a white man, your parents were killed when you were
too young to remember, I hate to keep it secret after the years," the chief
said as Tolites eyes started to tear, "Yet it is a chosen path for you to be
raised by us and a new path if you wish to be who you were born, just
remember us."
Tolite hugged the chief and said goodbye to everyone in his village. It
was hard to leave his village, his caretakers, and his always good friend,
Homimo. He then left to a small, new town called Saffron. People looked at
him strangely when he was walking down the main street, it was strange for
him too, he didn't know any English at all. He walked into a saloon with music
and people. It became silent, he looked strange, very strange. He then said
hello in his language. The people looked at him strangely, yet he could hear
some Kohtaw in the back of the room, a young boy, a Kohtaw who lived in
the village.
"Follow me!" the boy said in Kohtaw, running out into the street. Tolite
quickly followed. The boy led him to a small group of houses on the outskirts
of town. A Vulpix greeted him as he walked near and into one.
"He knows how to speak our language, Father!" the boy said. They let
Tolite eat dinner with the Kohtaw community, where he told them his story,
he was even invited to live in the community, where he made many friends,
and learned English. The young boys cousin, a girl of seventeen was half
Kohtaw and very pretty, her name was Salina. She and Tolite came to know
each other very well.
Tolite shaved and wore the clothes of a regular white man. He was able
to go to town and so he did. He learned alot there about how to live. But he
would make alot of enemies that usually thought he was a freak. One day his
enemies did do something to him.
"Hey freak!" a man said like he always did. Tolite got mad this time and
punched the man. The mans friends came over and drew revolvers on him.
Tolite turned his back and left. In his anger he started to run, then he looked
back and saw the men riding Ponytas and fireing revolvers. Tolite then had to
run faster. Out of town, into the forest, then riders chased him. He then ran
into open prairie where they started to gain on him, then surrounded him.
They all drew revolvers, but then a beautiful, shiny, Ponyta with all the colors
of the rainbow in it's fiery maine galloped up and blew a flamethrower with
flames of everycolor, knocking the riders off their pokemon. They got back on
and rode away.
The Ponyta looked at Tolite and turned and trotted away.
"Rainbowflame," Tolite thought following the beast then talking to it,
"You saved my life."
The Ponyta, Rainbowflame then ran away. Tolite did not want to go back
to Saffron, nor for a reason his home village, instead he followed that wild
Ponyta that he named Rainbowflame into a large herd. He tried to stroke
Rainbowflame to gain trust, he would live with the herd for days just to make
friends with Rainbowflame. They started to connect and soon Tolite was able
to ride Rainbowflame for the first time. Both of them enjoyed it and became
very close. Rainbowflame would ride Tolite anywhere he wanted, Tolite had
tamed a wild Ponyta. Rainbowflame later left the herd to be with his owner,
Tolite. Tolite rode to his native village to show his companion to everyone.
Now that he had Rainbowflame he could go out and face the men at Saffron
and then start his pokemon journey!
Chapter 2 coming soon!
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