I got up from my bed. The clock showed 5.20 AM. I freshened up and took my bag. I grabbed an extra pair of clothes and a few potions and tossed them in the bag. I opened my closet and beside some clothes laid the box. It was a gift. A gift from..my father. He had given it to me three months ago. He passed away a month ago, after a devastating accident. I was reluctant to start this journey today and wished to stay beside mom to support her, but she smiled with tears coming from her eyes and said,
(Flashback)
"No, son. You must go. Your father wanted you to do it. I'll be fine, sweety." "But..-"
"No, you must. Please son."
I nodded.
(End Of Flashback)
I opened the box. A pokeball was securely packed in it. I took it and kept it close to my chest. A tear fell from my eyes on the ball. I took a deep breath in and closed my eyes. I opened them and yelled, "Pokemon, I choose you!"
Out came a Frokie.
"Hey, there. Would you like to join my journey" I asked.
He came near me and looked into my eyes.
After a minute or so, he said "Fro, froki" and smiled. He then nodded.
I smiled and nodded.
"I choose you Froakie" I smiled as I tapped his pokeball on his head. I kept his ball on my poke belt. I kept my journal in the bag and closed it.
I walked down the stairs. Mom was still sleeping. I didn't want to disturb her so I exited the house. The sun was slowly rising. Kalos region never looked so beautiful.
I checked my Pokeband. It was a high tech watch. It showed 6 AM. The Dodrios around the town began chirping for the town to wake up. I called out Froakie, so he can enjoy the bright sun rays. "Alright buddy, time to get some training on!" I yelled. He nodded with determination. We went to the forest beside our home town, Vaniville Town. After 30 minutes of battling wild bidoofs and zigzagoons, Froakie looked pretty tired.
I saw an oran berry tree beside me and plucked a few berries. Froakie was pretty tired, so I took him in my arms and we went to the Vaniville park. We both sat on a bench there and I gave him some oran berries to heal up. I checked the time and it was around 6.40 AM.
My friend, William was supposed to be here by now. After a few minutes, William came, but he looked beaten up.
"Sorry, Jake. (Trying to catch breath) A team ...team elite rocket grunt stole the pokeballs and the pokedex from me."
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Pokemon : Champion Of The World
FanfictionA trainer, named Jake, is on his quest to become the champion of the world! Unaware of the friends, enemies and pokemon that lies ahead, Jake is about to start his journey! Tag along to see his adventure! Just a fun AU 😃
