Tales of Battle: The Johto Adventure

[Pokeficfanatic]

Ok well this is the very first fic I have ever done, so just a warning, it will probably be crap. But I still tried, and maybe if I keep writing, I will get better.

Anyways, here is the story!

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Chapter 1: Totodile Fever



It was finally a nice day in New Bark Town. Most of the time, it was raining, and on occasion it even hailed. But today was different, today was a sunny day. And that was something I looked forward too. On sunny days I could go for a walk, or just sit outside in one of my beach chairs and read, write, or draw.

But today, I wasn’t going to do any of those things. This particular day I was going to meet a man called Professor Elm. Of course my parents didn’t know I was going to do, I just told them I was heading to the library.

I seem to always use the library as an excuse to go do something more fun. Especially, when I had an up-coming quiz or something at school. I would always head to the library, then in about five minutes, leave again and go head somewhere else like the local pool or something.

Today was very different. I was using my library excuse, to go meet Professor Elm at his lab, like all the children in my town, and pick a starter pokemon. My parents trusted me to not go to his lab, because they knew how much I was addicted to pokemon. So I had told them I wouldn’t, but I lied. See that’s why I love my parents so much, because they believe me. They told me, I was “loyal”, or something so they basically let me do whatever I want.

Not that I’m a spoiled brat or anything, its just that I can do more things than your average twelve year old has the privilege to do. So anyways, back to business. I woke up early this morning and got all ready, while still trying to look casual. I didn’t want my parents to get any ideas, incase they did think I was going to the Elm’s lab. So I quickly yelled goodbye to my parents, and headed out the door.

Once I was outside I headed in direction to my town’s library. I enjoyed my walk there today, because everything looked so alive and happy. The grass was green, and still a little wet in some areas from the rain, and all the plants were colorful and fully bloomed. Plus plenty of people were not home today, instead outside enjoying themselves.

By the time I arrived at the front of the large white building, that served as are towns library, I was already headed down Bailer Street, and ended up just across the street from Elm’s lab.

The creamy colored small little building all ready had about a dozen kids, from ages ten to thirteen piled up outside waiting anxiously to get a pokemon. I crossed over to where they waited, and tried cutting in front of some people to try to make my way to the front of the line.

By the time I had cut about four people, there were only three more people in front of me, I just waited for my turn to come. After the girl in the front left, smiling and holding a small Chikorita, and Professor Elm started talking to the next kid I was beginning to get nervous. I had wanted a totodile really badly, and thought that they would never run out. Yet, it seemed now more and more people had wanted Totodiles, ever since I had.

The next kid in line, left holding a small Totodile of his own, who was beginning to playfully chew on the kids wrist. I could almost hear Professor Elm and the girl in the front of the line, Andy begin to talk.

I held my breath to see what pokemon she was going to get, and clenched my fist as Professor Elm handed her a pokeball. I gasped as she released a Totodile from the small red and white sphere, and Professor Elm exclaimed that was the last Totodile.

I walked up to Professor Elm, a sad look in my eyes. “So, uhh what Pokemon are left?” I asked, hoping that there was a good one. “Just one Cyndaquil and some Chikorita’s.” He said happily, smiling. I sighed, and told him I would go with Cyndaquil, seeing as there was only one left.

He handed me the small sphere, and I muttered a small thank you, and headed on my way to the Library.

 

[atomicmonkey]

Its pretty good. You might want to describe the surroundings more to make it longer. You also made one mistake in the beginning.

This particular day I wasn’t going to meet a man called Professor Elm. Of course my parents didn’t know I was going to do, I just told them I was heading to the library.

I think you meant "I was going to meet..."

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Eek! I all ready made a mistake! Sorry about that. I fixed it, though.

Yah, I will work on describing more. I'm not a really good describer, but I will try to do it good enough!

Thanks for being my first Review! ^^ And I am already working on chapter two! And if your wondering who the trainer's name is, Its Phillip. But you will find all of that out in the next chapter.

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Well, Since only one person has reviewed so far, and I was home all day today, Chapter 2 is ready! And it is much longer, so hopefully I will bring in more reviewers! ^^

Chapter 2: The Hard Way

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RATING

Violence: None

Profanity: None.

Other: Nothing.
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Before I came home, I wanted to see my new starter pokemon, so I released him. He came out in a blur of red light, and immediately walked up to me. “Cynn-da!”, he declared as he looked up at my face. I bent down to pet him, and I rubbed my hand across his back. After I did so, flames immediately busted out from the small holes on his back. I looked at him amazed, and smiled. I had chosen the right starter.

As I headed home, with Cyndaquil safely in his pokeball in my back pocket, I was smiling. Something about finally having my own starter pokemon made me so happy. Even as it began to get dark in the sky, and slightly drizzle, I was still happy. It felt to me like I was in my own little world.

Unfortunately when I got home, things changed. My mother, Dana was sitting at the dinner table, an angered look in her eyes. “Phillip Zachary Butler, where did you go?!”
She hissed, looking at me angrily.

“I’m sorry I lied to you, mom.” I said, looking down at the ground. “I know you told me not too, but I couldn’t just let this day pass, so I went to see-“, at that moment she cut me off. “I know where you went; you went and got a pokemon! Your father saw you at Elm’s when he went left for work. How could you do this too me!” She exclaimed, in mixed emotions of anger and hurt.

That only made me feel worse, and I sadly looked to my shoes. With my right hand, I grabbed Cyndaquil’s pokeball and released him. The dark, almost creepy looking room immediately lit up with light from Cyndaquil’s flames; that shot up once he was released. “Cynda-cyndaquil?”, my Mother looked at him, and her facial expressions changed.

“Phillip, he’s adorable, but that doesn’t change anything.” She smiled at the little creature, and got up to go pet him. In my mind I knew this was all ready working. My mother was a sucker for cute pokemon.

When my Father came home, he and my mother went into there bedroom and had a long chat. The whole time they where in there, I fed, played with, and petted Cyndaquil. He smiled up at me the whole time, like I was the kindest human he had ever met. I smiled back down at him, already imagining how much fun we would have on an adventure.

When the sun lowered, and it become dark out, I could hear the Murkrow’s flapping there wings around outside. This was that time of day when all the Poochyena’s could finally go roll and run around the fields, without any annoying young trainers trying to capture them; and when all the Murkrow’s began flying around looking for prey.

My Mother and Father came out of the bedroom about ten minutes later, when I was laying sprawled out on the couch, watching a show on how to be a good new Pokemon trainer. Cyndaquil was on the floor below me, chewing on some Poke’ Gourmet Chow, which I had picked up on my way home from receiving him.
My heart began beating fast, when I saw the frown upon my mother’s face. I sighed and picked up Cyndaquil to hold in my arms. My Father waved for me to come into his room, so that he and I could have a chat alone. I frowned, because I knew what this meant. He had come to a decision, and he surely wasn’t going to change it.

I walked into the room, after setting Cyndaquil back down on my over-sized couch. I looked at my Mother with hurt eyes, and walked into my Parent’s room. I looked around their room, my eyes quickly glancing the nice old dresser they had with plenty pictures of me on it. I went and sat down on their bed, my hand rubbing against there soft baby blue sheets.

My Father shut the door behind him, and began lecturing me. Near the end of the dreaded conversation, he began talking about going on a journey. “Son, we don’t wont you to go out this young. There are many things out in the world that could cause plenty of trouble, and we wouldn’t be there to handle it.” I looked at my Dad with hateful eyes, and began talking back. “I would be able to handle it, I’m twelve now. Plus I would have Cyndaquil with me!” My father looked at me, and tried to give me a sign, for me to stop talking back. I shut my lips and looked down to the ground.

By the time the whole conversation was over, my mouth was dry and I was ready to cry. Except, I held the tears back trying to prove that I was old enough to go out on my own, and that If I was, I needed to be old enough not to cry. So I looked at my parents, and recalled Cyndaquil. Whatever happened, I wasn’t going to get rid of him.

At dinner time, everyone was quiet, which was weird for are family. Mother normally talked about how pretty everything looks when it doesn’t rain, and Father normally talked about work. I would just sit there and eat my food, thinking about Pokemon. But tonight, nobody said a word. It was kind of hard, trying not to bring something up to get them talking, but I made it.

After dinner, I went upstairs to my room and got out an old notebook of mine. I began writing down ideas for how I was going to get out. I knew I couldn’t stay here, and try to be a pokemon trainer at the same time. So I had planned to sneak out that night, and try to make it on my own.

Once I finished writing down my escape idea, I quickly began packing. I started with getting two outfits into an old book bag of mine. I then got my deodorant and tooth brush from my bathroom, and packed that into the bag. Then I gathered all of my allowance and pay from helping out around the city, which came to an amazing totally of two-hundred and twenty-two dollars, and put it into a pocket in my book bag. After that I just grabbed some stuff I wanted to take, a notebook, a hat, and a pair of sunglasses.

As soon as I was done packing, I threw my back pack under my bed. Then I grabbed a nice, black belt from my closet, and put it on my desk. That should hold six pokeballs, I thought.

When I went down stairs to tell my Parents goodnight, I felt sort of bad. But I didn’t let that show on my face, or else they might have caught onto me. Around eleven pm that night, I put my plan into action. I grabbed a sheet of paper off my desk, and wrote them a note, telling them that I left, and that I will call. The small tape dispenser on my desk had run out of tape, so I stuck the note to my door with a small red pin I found in my desk drawer.

After that, I grabbed Cyndaquil’s pokeball of my desk, attached it to the black belt I was now wearing, zipped up my black wind breaker to the top, and put my baseball cap on. After that, I was climbing out my window and onto the ground, preparing myself for a new big world.

 

[.(Shampoo).]

Just a review for the first chapter, 'cops thats all I've read up to so far - I'll edit in a review for the second in a bit...

Okay, I liked the style of this fic, very, very casual and easy to read. First person is original, only ever see those i n one-shots noramlly, Traner fics are often in third person, so its nice to see first.

Description, for some reason the lack of description didnt botehr me much, but I have to say, I'd have preferred a bit more. I mean, the story progressed very well, the characters were good and everything, but the description lacked.

Just describe the surroundings a bit more. Even say, as your characer exits his house, that his house is of a similar appearance to most houses in New Bark. Just mention these things, and the description enhances, believe me.

Pretty short, but I like short chapters, they're easy to read and that means I can review =D.

I have to say, dont worry about mistakes, everyone makes them, its pretty impossible to spot all your typo's and stuff even when proofreading, and nobody gets annoyed by a few typos. While on that subject, I spotted two from the first chapter:

all the plants were colorful and alive.

Okay, not really a typo, but I felt you stated the obvious there =P. By that I mean, its pretty obvious that the plants are alive XD. So yeah, perhaps replace 'alive' with something like 'bright' or even 'vivid'.

By the team I had cut

I think that should have been 'By the time'. See? Reviewers spot these mistakes for you.


So yeah, great job with that first chapter, I enjoyed it very much ^^. Expect a review for Chapter number deux later.

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Yay! Thanks for reviewing, I was getting rather nervous no one would review. But yah, I see what you mean about the plants line, and I will also fix the by the team. ^^ Thanks and I cant wait for your second review!

 

[Dark Latios]

Reviewing as requested!

Nice for a start, because this is your first fic after all. I thought you could have described what Philip, his family, and every other character in between looked like though.. Because I still can't get a clear image in my mind.

I give you props for at least making an effort to describe the scenery though, that's something I usually leave out in my fics.. And I've been writing for quite a while. XP Good job on that!

There were a few typos I saw:

I went and sat down on there bed, my hand rubbing against there soft baby blue sheets.

I think you meant to put 'their'.

which came to an amazing totally of two-hundred and twenty two dollars

Typo.. Just change it to total. ^^ Oh, and if I'm not mistaken.. (Well, that is if I remember my math correctly..) That amount would be written two hundred twenty-two dollars.

So, I think it's great how you don't take criticism to heart like most first writers here do.. *Cookie* Keep writing! I'd like to read more.

~DL

 

[.(Shampoo).]

D= It's horrible when an author retorts to critisism, so I agree with Dark Latios there.

Verry ineteresting second chapter there fanatic! So this is where the originality comes in, I like it ;D.

put my plant into action

I think that was meant to be 'plan' =P.

I noticed the amount of emotion you packed into this chapter, well done on that, very well done. Description was better than last time, I must say, although it could still use a bit more.

I liked how you made the Dark-types appear at night, for some reason I felt as if they were living in a complete different world, especially when you mentioned the Poochyena's rolling around on the hills without disturbances. Nice touch, I liked it ^^.

Great chapter, and ending. Makes me look forward to whatever's coming next D=.

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Yay for another review. Thanks for pointing those things out, I'm sure I will get more in other chapters, and thats why I need all of my reviewers to help point them out. Ohh, and just a heads up, I'm currently working on chapter three!

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

And to Shampoo, thanks! ^^ I laughed when I found out I put "plant" insteaf of plan.

 

[Silent Conversation]

I really like this story but I just saw something. Whenever you wanted to say "their" (e.g. their car was blue), you wrote "there" (e. g. there it is) you also wrote "are" when you should've written "our"

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Sorry about that. Like I said, this is my first fic so I'm bound to have mistakes. I hope you continue reading on, chapter three is almost ready!

 

[Shiny Umbreon]

I really like this story so far. However, since the only mistakes I could find in the chapters were the ones other pointed out, I still have another to add.

In your siggy, it's Legendary, not Lengendary.

I love the way he snuck out of his house; it sounds like something I would do. You could add a bit more description here and there, though.

Anyways, I'm looking forward to the third chapter. Until the third chapter is up, seeya!

 

[atomicmonkey]

2nd chapter was pretty good. You should make each chapter longer. Add more events so you have a longer fic. If you have trouble describing your surroundings, every time the story moves to a new area, describe and then proceed with the story. I'll be waiting for 3. ^^

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Ok cool, thanks for all of you guys help, everyone! ^^ And, Yah I should go change that on my sig really quick, lol.

 

[Pokeficfanatic]

Well Guys, chapter three is up! This is deffinently I think my best and favorite chapter! So tell me what you think!

Chapter 3: On My Own

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RATING

Violence: A rather harsh pokemon battle

Profanity: One damn in there…

Other: Nothing.
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Who ever told me walking in the moonlight was something enjoyable, was totally wrong. It was around one in the morning, and here I was freezing my self to death, with my so called pokemon too cold to come out of his pokeball.

Even though it was dark out, I could still see all the hills and tree all over the place, with bug pokemon crawling all over the trees. And how the Sneasel’s searching Pidgey’s nest for eggs to eat. It was interesting how certain pokemon live in the darkness like it way daylight.

I had to keep walking that night, in fear that my parents would notice me gone and come look for me, so I tried to forget about me being cold, and continued. After walking for who knows how long, I finally ended up in front of Cherrygrove City. I walked over to a small tree, sat down, and fell asleep instantly.

When morning came, I woke up to see the fresh berries budding on trees, and Taillow and Swellows chirping on top of trees. I smiled and got up, yawning and stretching. As soon as I was energized, I released Cyndaquil from his pokeball and headed into Cherrygrove City for breakfast.

After looking around for some time, I found a nice small restaurant and headed inside. The place was nice and warm, and small red tables decorated the restaurant. Pictures of Taillows and Stantlers were hung on the wall, to make the place look more country like I would guess.

I sat down at a small table, and put Cyndaquil’s pokeball (since I had to recall him to come inside), on the table. A plump lady in a tight red dress, with a white apron on come over to me and smiled. “What can I get you honey?” She asked.

In fifteen minutes or so, I was finally feeling good with a stomach filled with pancakes. So I left paid for the food, and headed outside. Feeling real good and refreshed, I decided to finally head to the Pokemart to get a pokenav for my adventure.


After I had made it to the large, new-looking white building I heard two girls chatting outside. They were talking about something called a TM, which was supposed to teach a pokemon a new move. I thought it was pretty interesting, so when I went inside the store I figured I would buy Cyndaquil one.

Inside the store was just as nice and new-looking as the outside. Plenty of metal shelves were holding a variety of multi-colored items. The first thing I thought of was pokeballs. So I looked around, and finally found a nice six-pack of pokeballs.

I then headed to the back row, where I figured Pokenavs would be. I found a cool looking white one, which already came with certain equipment cards. There was a pokedex card, and a Johto Gym Leader guide card, that would help me to figure out which pokemon I should use to battle certain gym leaders. Plus, this perfect device also came with a phone attachment, so I could use it to call home eventually.

I grabbed the device off the shelf, and held it in my arms with the pokeballs. Then I looked around a bit more, and found the rack holding all the tiny disks, that were also known as TMs. I looked at all the colorful disks, trying to find a good fire attack that Cyndaquil wouldn’t learn on his own. I came to a dark looking maroon disk, which read, “TM OVERHEAT.” I smiled and picked up the disk, now with me I had three items in hand, and I headed to the cash register.

A young girl with brown hair put into a messy bun smiled at me as I approached the counter. “Is this all?” she asked smiling. I nodded my head, and she ringed up all of my items. All of the items together came to a total of sixty dollars, and forty-five cents. I pulled out a wad of cash from my backpack that hung on my back, and handed her three twenty’s and some change that I found in my pocket, probably left over from the breakfast bill.

I headed out of the shop, attaching the pokeballs to my belt, and putting the extra one in my backpack, along with the pokenav. After I did all of that, I pulled off my hat. I sat down on the ground, and ran my fingers through my head of messy brown hair. I smiled at my surroundings, finally finding this adventure enjoyable.

Cyndaquil’s pokeball began rocking, and I reminded myself I needed to teach him the TM! I grabbed his pokeball and released him as he began forming from the red light. I grabbed the disk from my backpack, and removed it from its case. I held it up in and looked at it, reading the small imprint on the disk.

“Instructions,: hold the disk directly in front of the pokemon’s forehead, and allow the energy from the disk to combine with the pokemon. Hold the disk still for thirty seconds.” I read all of this information out loud, and then did as the instructions informed me to. Cyndaquil looked at the disk curiously, and he began tingling.

Suddenly, he began to feel like he could erupt like a volcano as all of this new power rushed into his body.

I smiled down at my pokemon, and told him to try the attack. “Cyn-da!” he yelled as a burst of fire exploded from his back. I was impressed, no better yet, amazed at his new attack.

Now that I had finished everything I needed to do in Cherrygrove City, I decided I should start heading out for Violet City, and take on my first gym leader challenge. So, as I began heading off route thirty, onto route thirty-one, I pulled out my pokenav. I slid in the Gym Leader’s card, and pulled up some information on Falkner, Violet City’s Gym Leader.

After I had found out about the type of pokemon he battles with, his strategy, and his pokemon I figured I could put up a fair fight with Cyndaquil. But I also thought I could use another pokemon. That’s when I got pushed onto the ground, and my pokenav went flying.

A very young and very aggressive Houndour had pushed me onto the ground, and was now licking my face all over. I coughed and grabbed for Cyndaquil’s Pokeball, throwing it into the air.

“Cyndaquil, Tackle!” I called, as my small starter pokemon bashed Houndour off of me. I quickly got up, searching for my pokenav. Once I found it, I turned around to see Houndour viciously biting at Cyndaquil.

“Damn!” I muttered, thinking of a good attack. I snapped my finger, finally remembering it and yelled “Smokescreen!” Cyndaquil released a fury of smoke from the holes where his flames normally shot from, and was hidden from the aggressive mutt.

“Now Cyndaquil, follow up with a quick attack!” Cyndaquil began running through the smoke, eyes locked on Houndoor. As he hit him head on, Houndour flew from the smoke, hurt. I smiled, and plucked a pokeball from my belt. I threw it at the weakened pokemon, and it dissolved into the red energy.

I waited patiently, as the pokeball began rocking, back and forward. Cyndaquil also stared at it, a victorious look in his eyes.

The ball stopped rocking, and I figured that I had finally caught my first pokemon.

 

[atomicmonkey]

Good good. You're getting better. Keep it up!

 

[Willow's Tara]

Vry good, I didn't see any typos in the fanfic, but then again I don't always see them because I am reading, not looking out for typos, and even when I try to I just end up reading, you know when you are in a good story or semi then it sucks you in and you just keep reading.

Also it interesting that this time the parents didn't give in and say You can go but instead had the character deciding to run away.