Continuing on their journey to learn all that there is about pokemon, Y/n and Ken seek out...
Ken: Y/n what are you doing?
Y/n: Its called narration, if we're going to study pokemon, we should have some narration to log our journey.
Ken: Well do it quietly, we don't want the pokemon running off
Somewhere in a small forest, Y/n and Ken were stalking a pokemon by a trail of half eaten berries. They watched it from afar while rustling in the grass.
Y/n: Alright, looks like we caught up to it.
Ken: So are you gonna show me how you catch a pokemon?
Y/n: Yep, its simple, you just throw a pokeball at it, simple as that.
A wagging, bolt shaped tail pops out of the bush.
Y/n: That tail, it looks like a pikachu.
Ken: Oh a pikachu? It'll be nice to have a less violent pokemon on the team.
Y/n: What are you talking about, drake is very well behaved.
He said as drake was gnawing on his head.
Ken: ... right
Y/n: Time to catch it.
He throws a poke ball into the bushes, and they hear the sound of it closing the pokemon inside. The run up and watch as the pokeball rolls around on the ground. By their surprise, they see the pokemon escape from the ball.
Y/n: what the?
Ken: I thought you said the pokeball would catch it.
Y/n: I did, that should have... wait, what is that?
Ken: Is that even a pokemon?
Y/n: I never seen it before.
Ken: what ever it is, it's definitely not a pikachu
The pokemon:
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The frist trainer (pokemonxmalereader)
FanfictionThis is the forgotten story of the boy who became the first ever pokemon trainer. Back in a time where people feared pokemon, one boy who was raised by pokemon makes his goal to unite people and pokemon together. ( I do not own pokemon or any pictur...