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Shiny_deoxys
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Well, I have to begin by saying that this is my first pokemon fiction. It is copyrighted by ERN INC. It came about when I would watch the old movies and say, "Why wouldn't the other legendaries step in during these cataclysms?" Therefore, I made a novel about the legendaries getting out of hand, with one master brave enough and strong enough to stand up to the challenge. This novel takes place in all of the pokemon countries, with old, familiar characters, as well as new ones to help bring together what I hope is an interesting story. Without further ado, here is the order of chapters.
1. Introduction
2. An Unrefusable Offer
3. Sootapolis
4. Groudon
5. Cataclysm
6. Guardian of the Deep
7. Unbalace of Power
8. The Unown Riddle
9. Regi Revelation
10. Meteor
11. Deoxys Destruction
12. Rayquaza Rescue
13. Mew's Mistake
14. Giovonni
15. Mewtwo's Companionship
16. Legendary Squall
17. Unfrozen Statues
18. Double Trouble
19. A Ruined Earth
20. Celebi's Future
21. Epiloge
And now, cue the introduction.
Chapter one: Introduction
This is the tale of my life, and though the real story begins when I was thirty, the adventure began when I was seven years old. Growing up in the town of Blackthorn, I knew the legends of the elusive dragon pokemon as well as everyone in the city. My best friend Lance and I hiked up the waterfall north of the town almost every day because he swore that he saw a dragon in the lake above the waterfall. After about a month of this, he devised a plan to capture this elusive dragon, for there was an unseen bond between the two, and he seemed possessed by the dragons' very existance. He told me that he must be left alone to capture it, so I left him alone overnight.
When I arrived the next morning I saw the biggest smile on his face as he showed me a pokeball. He threw it in the air and out popped a small, worm-like dragon, about five feet long. It swam in the water, but never farther than 5 feet away from Lance. He said, "He's such a small dragon, I'll call him Dratini." And so my friend Lance became the first known person to have captured a dratini. For a few minutes we just stared at the beautiful dragon, its silky scales and smooth features made it seem to glow. This glow made me want to touch it, to caress it, and to love it, but as I stepped towards it I slipped and fell into the lake. Struggling and gasping for breath, I tried swimming back to shore, but the current had me in its grasp. I looked towards the waterfall and knew that I was going to go over soon. As I was flung over the edge I saw the jagged rocks below me, so sharp that they looked like black thorns, the same rocks the town was named after. I shut my eyes and waited for death to take me.
But it didn't come. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself in what looked like a pink bubble. I was but a foot from the pointy rocks. I let out an enormous sigh of relief. Then, unexpectadly, the bubble shot upwards, like a rocket. When I was above the falls I could see Lance looking up at me, dumbstruck. I floated down beside him and the bubble popped, and I hit the ground with a thud.
It was only then that I saw my rescuer, the legendary Mew. Mew flew around Lance and I and seemed quite pleased with what he had done. It giggled as it summersaulted through the air. I watched the little pokemon in awe. Mew then began to leave, but before it did, I yelled, "Thank you, Mew! I'll never forget you!"
Mew laughed once again and then flew away, and that was my first encounter with a legendary pokemon. This experience inspired me to become a trainer, that maybe one day in the future I would see my legendary friend again.
My training began on my eleventh birthday. My father, who was a world renowned trainer, presented me with my very own dragon pokemon, a small Bagon. I was so excited that I almost left the house without saying goodbye to my parents. Through the years, Bagon and I became the best of friends, through the wins and the losses.
On the day that I left my home, Lance and I went our separate ways. We met at the southern gate of Blackthorn and Lance said, "When we are both famous one day we are going to have to battle sometime." I nodded, for I couldn't find any words leaving my best friend.
Lance went on to become the most powerful dragon trainer in the world. I still read about his accomplishments in newspapers and see him on the covers of magazines. I went on to master the art of battling, though I followed this path out of the spotlight unlike Lance. We had battled eachother over the years. Sometimes he'd win, sometimes I'd win, and we were still great friends, but after we separated it had always felt as if there was a wall between us.
My pokemon team grew quite well over the years. After long and careful training, my little Bagon became a full fledged Salamence, who quite enjoyed flying and didn't mind my frequent world vacations. Other than Salamence, I have raised a Gengar, a Pupitar, a Gardevoir, and a Gyarados. Each one has a story worth a novel, but the story that I wish to tell is of our life together as a team and the obsticals that we overcame together. Okay, this is looking nice for an introducion. On with the story.
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Chapter 2: An Unrefusable Offer, next week.
1. Introduction
2. An Unrefusable Offer
3. Sootapolis
4. Groudon
5. Cataclysm
6. Guardian of the Deep
7. Unbalace of Power
8. The Unown Riddle
9. Regi Revelation
10. Meteor
11. Deoxys Destruction
12. Rayquaza Rescue
13. Mew's Mistake
14. Giovonni
15. Mewtwo's Companionship
16. Legendary Squall
17. Unfrozen Statues
18. Double Trouble
19. A Ruined Earth
20. Celebi's Future
21. Epiloge
And now, cue the introduction.
Chapter one: Introduction
This is the tale of my life, and though the real story begins when I was thirty, the adventure began when I was seven years old. Growing up in the town of Blackthorn, I knew the legends of the elusive dragon pokemon as well as everyone in the city. My best friend Lance and I hiked up the waterfall north of the town almost every day because he swore that he saw a dragon in the lake above the waterfall. After about a month of this, he devised a plan to capture this elusive dragon, for there was an unseen bond between the two, and he seemed possessed by the dragons' very existance. He told me that he must be left alone to capture it, so I left him alone overnight.
When I arrived the next morning I saw the biggest smile on his face as he showed me a pokeball. He threw it in the air and out popped a small, worm-like dragon, about five feet long. It swam in the water, but never farther than 5 feet away from Lance. He said, "He's such a small dragon, I'll call him Dratini." And so my friend Lance became the first known person to have captured a dratini. For a few minutes we just stared at the beautiful dragon, its silky scales and smooth features made it seem to glow. This glow made me want to touch it, to caress it, and to love it, but as I stepped towards it I slipped and fell into the lake. Struggling and gasping for breath, I tried swimming back to shore, but the current had me in its grasp. I looked towards the waterfall and knew that I was going to go over soon. As I was flung over the edge I saw the jagged rocks below me, so sharp that they looked like black thorns, the same rocks the town was named after. I shut my eyes and waited for death to take me.
But it didn't come. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself in what looked like a pink bubble. I was but a foot from the pointy rocks. I let out an enormous sigh of relief. Then, unexpectadly, the bubble shot upwards, like a rocket. When I was above the falls I could see Lance looking up at me, dumbstruck. I floated down beside him and the bubble popped, and I hit the ground with a thud.
It was only then that I saw my rescuer, the legendary Mew. Mew flew around Lance and I and seemed quite pleased with what he had done. It giggled as it summersaulted through the air. I watched the little pokemon in awe. Mew then began to leave, but before it did, I yelled, "Thank you, Mew! I'll never forget you!"
Mew laughed once again and then flew away, and that was my first encounter with a legendary pokemon. This experience inspired me to become a trainer, that maybe one day in the future I would see my legendary friend again.
My training began on my eleventh birthday. My father, who was a world renowned trainer, presented me with my very own dragon pokemon, a small Bagon. I was so excited that I almost left the house without saying goodbye to my parents. Through the years, Bagon and I became the best of friends, through the wins and the losses.
On the day that I left my home, Lance and I went our separate ways. We met at the southern gate of Blackthorn and Lance said, "When we are both famous one day we are going to have to battle sometime." I nodded, for I couldn't find any words leaving my best friend.
Lance went on to become the most powerful dragon trainer in the world. I still read about his accomplishments in newspapers and see him on the covers of magazines. I went on to master the art of battling, though I followed this path out of the spotlight unlike Lance. We had battled eachother over the years. Sometimes he'd win, sometimes I'd win, and we were still great friends, but after we separated it had always felt as if there was a wall between us.
My pokemon team grew quite well over the years. After long and careful training, my little Bagon became a full fledged Salamence, who quite enjoyed flying and didn't mind my frequent world vacations. Other than Salamence, I have raised a Gengar, a Pupitar, a Gardevoir, and a Gyarados. Each one has a story worth a novel, but the story that I wish to tell is of our life together as a team and the obsticals that we overcame together. Okay, this is looking nice for an introducion. On with the story.
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Chapter 2: An Unrefusable Offer, next week.
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