[Warning]: If you do not like fast-paced stories that do not have too much descriptions, then this might not be for you. I go by things very quickly, yet the stories are always long. The shortest is chapter 1 which is like 1400ish words.
Tony and Alex are star-crossed lovers with opposite backgrounds and have respectively joined rivals Team Aqua, whose intentions favor the seas, and Team Magma, whose goal is to create more land. The two become fierce competitors yet often work together in secret. As they realize the dangers their crime syndicates have put themselves in, can Tony and Alex save the whole Hoenn region? Or will everything be lost?
So here is Chapter 1:
"Caroline I don't care if you are 'tired,' you know it's your job to clean the dishes!" a familiar voice says.
After that, a smack! can be heard in the kitchen, following that comes a woman's grief.
I open my eyes and get out of bed. My room's a mahogany color, but most rooms in Littleroot Town are. I have one small wooden desk in the corner, a broken bed frame with a mattress in it that has springs sticking out. My floor has some holes in it. My only source of electricity is a small light bulb in my room and a wind-up TV in the corner. I glance around in my closet to find a fresh blue shirt. I go to the floor of the closet for my other clothes.
Once I'm dressed, I head to my bathroom—the only one in the house, and brush my teeth with an old wooden brush and outdated toothpaste. Now, I'm ready for the day. I walk back into my room and sit on the bed. In comes my best friend and Pokémon, my beloved Treecko.
This Treecko was given to me by my mother, who is a breeder at the daycare. She insists that the scars and bruises on her face and arms are from the Pokémon—but I know better.
I take Treecko into the bathroom and scrub him with a rag, cleaning the dirt. It's a peculiar Pokémon. The way its hands are, it can scale buildings and climb walls. Its green complexion helps it blend in with the trees. I smile at my Pokémon, and the two of us, Treecko in my arms, walk out into the living room.
"I'm sorry, honey! I can't do everything…I'm the one that provides for the family. You just sit and watch your fancy television," my mother says, steadying herself on a kitchen chair. The living room is my stepdad's room—he controls the house. He has a nice flat screen TV that he calls his "baby" mounted on the wall. He stares at that thing for hours.
"Are you trying to say something?" he says, getting up. My "father" is a fairly plump man, with a burger always somewhere on his couch-bed.
"I'm trying to say that if you're going to live with me, you need to help this family! Anthony is just thirteen…and I can't do everything for this family!" she cries.
My mother is a beautiful woman, with medium-long brown hair and blue eyes. Her smile is warming, her optimism is always appreciated.
I walk in the room, and upon hearing my name, come beside my mother to confront my stepdad.
"Get out, kid. I don't need you for anything," he says.
"You can't hurt my mother like that. I can't stand how you can just sit there and abuse her! That's it, I'm calling Officer Jenny!" I scream, running to the phone.
"You will do nothing of the sort!" he yells back, tackling me and slamming me hard to the ground.
"Ah! Treecko, use Pound!" I struggle.
Treecko slams its tail against my stepfather's head, and he flips over. I run to my mom's arms, and she begins crying.
"Why did you even marry him…" I ask her.
"I…I don't know, honey," she says, "I honestly don't know."
"...!" I gasp, waking up from my nap. I look over to see my Oshawott still asleep.
"Oshawott, wake up!" I tell my Sea Otter Pokémon.
"Osha?" it says, opening its eyes. The blue-and-white otter is so silly, I can't even get it to wake up!
I sit on my pink bed in my pink pajamas and get a brush to straighten out my metallic blue/gray hair. After several knots, I finally get it up to satisfaction. I step off my giant bed onto a couple of steps, and then get to the floor of my room. I step on the nice brown floor and get up to the mirror. From there, I get ready. Soon I change my clothes into a blue shirt and whitish shorts.
I turn on the television to listen to the new day's news.
"…hahaha, that's right, Jeff! Now for the news: today in Rustboro City our high will be about 85 and our low will be 72. Bright skies for a warm May day!" the weather lady smiles.
I turn it off and run downstairs to the main floor.
"Dad, can I go on my Pokémon adventure now?" I ask him, holding Oshawott.
"Not right now, honey, Daddy's doing some work. Here—have some money!" her father says, handing a stack of $1s to his daughter.
My dad's name is Steven Stone. He is the head of the Devon Corporation, the biggest company since Silph back in Kanto. But Dad has made much better discoveries—for example, he figured out how to let Pokémon use HMs without wasting a move slot. The one thing he hasn't discovered is how to pay attention to his girl. I haven't actually gotten to spend time with him for about five months. Since then, he's basically lived in his study room while I just venture wherever and get the necessities of life.
"You can't just bribe me to leave you alone, Dad," I tell him.
"Well then what do you want?"
"I want to either get attention, or leave," I demand, but not like one of those snobby rich girls—I'd rather be poor to understand the meaning of a dollar rather than getting one for being quiet.
"No, honey. Sorry!" he tells me, with his blue hair not even sticking out right. He has a slight five o'clock shadow now, and he hasn't bathed in days. He's constantly trying to create things.
"Fine," I say, and go back upstairs.
From there, I grab a PokéNav so I can know where I'm going in my journey. I also grab some spare clothes, some Pokémon Food for Oshawott, and five different Pokéballs. I run downstairs with it and Oshawott to give my father one last chance.
"Here, have this," Steven Stone tells me, giving me a heart scale, "and play with it. Look, it's pretty! Daddy is very busy!" he says, and turns back around to his computer.
With that, I take the Heart Scale, shove it in my bag, and run out the door of the mansion. This whole city knows me well, too. Who needs Rustboro?
I go eastward towards Rusturf Tunnel, but something…unexpected happens.
Upon my exit from Rustboro City, an Ursaring comes out of the brush and begins attacking me.
"O-Oshawott! Let's go!" I scream, and the two of us run back into town, where the Pokémon can't attack us.
"Looks like we're stuck," I frown.
"Osha…" my Pokémon replies sadly.
That night I grab an old brown bag and put in supplies I've kept from small trips to the Pokémart. I put in some Potions, five Pokéballs, a wrinkly Town Map, and a flashlight. Treecko puts in some Pokémon Food, and I put in some regular food and a change of clothes. Once it's plump enough, the two of us, Treecko on my shoulder, sneak out of my bedroom.
My parents are both asleep, my stepdad in the living room and my Mom in her bedroom. I leave a note by her pillow, and then I run out of the house. The note read:
Dear Mom:
I know that you love your husband, but I cannot take him anymore. I can't see you get abused. I'm going to go on a journey, and once I have finished it, I will return with the bravery to defeat him. I want you to know that I love you so much that as I write this, I am crying. Be careful, don't' let him hurt you, and I'll try and see you at the Daycare facility sometime in the future. I already miss you, but I know you'll be looking up at the same sky as I am.
With love, Tony
I run out of the house with Treecko onto Route 101, where I begin travelling around Hoenn for a long time.
So that's the first chapter, let me know what you think! Keep in mind that most criticism won't be used much until the later chapters since I'm 25 chapters in. There aren't too many grammar mistakes, but there are a few (mostly because I type these up at 1:30 every night). Plus I tend to make sentences long, or maybe have a hard time explaining things. So my apologies. Enjoy!
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Once this story comes to a close, I will post the links containing the location of each chapter so you won't have to search! Stay tuned.
Tony and Alex are star-crossed lovers with opposite backgrounds and have respectively joined rivals Team Aqua, whose intentions favor the seas, and Team Magma, whose goal is to create more land. The two become fierce competitors yet often work together in secret. As they realize the dangers their crime syndicates have put themselves in, can Tony and Alex save the whole Hoenn region? Or will everything be lost?
So here is Chapter 1:
Fight or Flight
Anthony: Treecko 10
"Caroline I don't care if you are 'tired,' you know it's your job to clean the dishes!" a familiar voice says.
After that, a smack! can be heard in the kitchen, following that comes a woman's grief.
I open my eyes and get out of bed. My room's a mahogany color, but most rooms in Littleroot Town are. I have one small wooden desk in the corner, a broken bed frame with a mattress in it that has springs sticking out. My floor has some holes in it. My only source of electricity is a small light bulb in my room and a wind-up TV in the corner. I glance around in my closet to find a fresh blue shirt. I go to the floor of the closet for my other clothes.
Once I'm dressed, I head to my bathroom—the only one in the house, and brush my teeth with an old wooden brush and outdated toothpaste. Now, I'm ready for the day. I walk back into my room and sit on the bed. In comes my best friend and Pokémon, my beloved Treecko.
This Treecko was given to me by my mother, who is a breeder at the daycare. She insists that the scars and bruises on her face and arms are from the Pokémon—but I know better.
I take Treecko into the bathroom and scrub him with a rag, cleaning the dirt. It's a peculiar Pokémon. The way its hands are, it can scale buildings and climb walls. Its green complexion helps it blend in with the trees. I smile at my Pokémon, and the two of us, Treecko in my arms, walk out into the living room.
"I'm sorry, honey! I can't do everything…I'm the one that provides for the family. You just sit and watch your fancy television," my mother says, steadying herself on a kitchen chair. The living room is my stepdad's room—he controls the house. He has a nice flat screen TV that he calls his "baby" mounted on the wall. He stares at that thing for hours.
"Are you trying to say something?" he says, getting up. My "father" is a fairly plump man, with a burger always somewhere on his couch-bed.
"I'm trying to say that if you're going to live with me, you need to help this family! Anthony is just thirteen…and I can't do everything for this family!" she cries.
My mother is a beautiful woman, with medium-long brown hair and blue eyes. Her smile is warming, her optimism is always appreciated.
I walk in the room, and upon hearing my name, come beside my mother to confront my stepdad.
"Get out, kid. I don't need you for anything," he says.
"You can't hurt my mother like that. I can't stand how you can just sit there and abuse her! That's it, I'm calling Officer Jenny!" I scream, running to the phone.
"You will do nothing of the sort!" he yells back, tackling me and slamming me hard to the ground.
"Ah! Treecko, use Pound!" I struggle.
Treecko slams its tail against my stepfather's head, and he flips over. I run to my mom's arms, and she begins crying.
"Why did you even marry him…" I ask her.
"I…I don't know, honey," she says, "I honestly don't know."
. . .
Alex: Oshawott 10
"...!" I gasp, waking up from my nap. I look over to see my Oshawott still asleep.
"Oshawott, wake up!" I tell my Sea Otter Pokémon.
"Osha?" it says, opening its eyes. The blue-and-white otter is so silly, I can't even get it to wake up!
I sit on my pink bed in my pink pajamas and get a brush to straighten out my metallic blue/gray hair. After several knots, I finally get it up to satisfaction. I step off my giant bed onto a couple of steps, and then get to the floor of my room. I step on the nice brown floor and get up to the mirror. From there, I get ready. Soon I change my clothes into a blue shirt and whitish shorts.
I turn on the television to listen to the new day's news.
"…hahaha, that's right, Jeff! Now for the news: today in Rustboro City our high will be about 85 and our low will be 72. Bright skies for a warm May day!" the weather lady smiles.
I turn it off and run downstairs to the main floor.
"Dad, can I go on my Pokémon adventure now?" I ask him, holding Oshawott.
"Not right now, honey, Daddy's doing some work. Here—have some money!" her father says, handing a stack of $1s to his daughter.
My dad's name is Steven Stone. He is the head of the Devon Corporation, the biggest company since Silph back in Kanto. But Dad has made much better discoveries—for example, he figured out how to let Pokémon use HMs without wasting a move slot. The one thing he hasn't discovered is how to pay attention to his girl. I haven't actually gotten to spend time with him for about five months. Since then, he's basically lived in his study room while I just venture wherever and get the necessities of life.
"You can't just bribe me to leave you alone, Dad," I tell him.
"Well then what do you want?"
"I want to either get attention, or leave," I demand, but not like one of those snobby rich girls—I'd rather be poor to understand the meaning of a dollar rather than getting one for being quiet.
"No, honey. Sorry!" he tells me, with his blue hair not even sticking out right. He has a slight five o'clock shadow now, and he hasn't bathed in days. He's constantly trying to create things.
"Fine," I say, and go back upstairs.
From there, I grab a PokéNav so I can know where I'm going in my journey. I also grab some spare clothes, some Pokémon Food for Oshawott, and five different Pokéballs. I run downstairs with it and Oshawott to give my father one last chance.
"Here, have this," Steven Stone tells me, giving me a heart scale, "and play with it. Look, it's pretty! Daddy is very busy!" he says, and turns back around to his computer.
With that, I take the Heart Scale, shove it in my bag, and run out the door of the mansion. This whole city knows me well, too. Who needs Rustboro?
I go eastward towards Rusturf Tunnel, but something…unexpected happens.
Upon my exit from Rustboro City, an Ursaring comes out of the brush and begins attacking me.
"O-Oshawott! Let's go!" I scream, and the two of us run back into town, where the Pokémon can't attack us.
"Looks like we're stuck," I frown.
"Osha…" my Pokémon replies sadly.
. . .
Anthony: Treecko 10
That night I grab an old brown bag and put in supplies I've kept from small trips to the Pokémart. I put in some Potions, five Pokéballs, a wrinkly Town Map, and a flashlight. Treecko puts in some Pokémon Food, and I put in some regular food and a change of clothes. Once it's plump enough, the two of us, Treecko on my shoulder, sneak out of my bedroom.
My parents are both asleep, my stepdad in the living room and my Mom in her bedroom. I leave a note by her pillow, and then I run out of the house. The note read:
Dear Mom:
I know that you love your husband, but I cannot take him anymore. I can't see you get abused. I'm going to go on a journey, and once I have finished it, I will return with the bravery to defeat him. I want you to know that I love you so much that as I write this, I am crying. Be careful, don't' let him hurt you, and I'll try and see you at the Daycare facility sometime in the future. I already miss you, but I know you'll be looking up at the same sky as I am.
With love, Tony
I run out of the house with Treecko onto Route 101, where I begin travelling around Hoenn for a long time.
So that's the first chapter, let me know what you think! Keep in mind that most criticism won't be used much until the later chapters since I'm 25 chapters in. There aren't too many grammar mistakes, but there are a few (mostly because I type these up at 1:30 every night). Plus I tend to make sentences long, or maybe have a hard time explaining things. So my apologies. Enjoy!
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Once this story comes to a close, I will post the links containing the location of each chapter so you won't have to search! Stay tuned.
I hope you enjoyed and please feel free to criticize! I just to be as grammatically correct as I can, but there are always run-on sentences or the rare apostrophe problem. I'll have the next chapter up whenever it's wanted (or tomorrow morning I guess) and hopefully I have gotten your attention. Nearly every chapter has some sort of cliffhanger to keep the reader reading.
