If I Was In Pokemon part 1

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I woke up brimming with energy that I could hardly contain. Today was the day! I was finally going to become a Pokemon trainer!  Today I would just be some random loser with a fifth grader education but in the future I would be a Pokemon master!

I got off bed, already dressed in the clothes I would be wearing for the entire length of this journey.  It sounds nasty and stupid but hey logic isn't applicable in the word of Pokemon, so there!

Anyway I rush downstairs tripping over my untied shoe laces and rolling the last ten steps down. It was painful but not even broken bones would keep me down. Plus this was a world of humor not violence therefore it takes a lot to harm me.

I get up and rushed outside running toward professor Muerte's laboratory. All upcoming trainers get their first Pokemon from a professor in the region. This town, Anise, has professor Muerte, a pale young man in his late twenties, as the designated Pokemon giver.

I stop as I near his house only to have someone slam against me. Great the journey hasn't even started and I'm already dying.

I look up and see the complete opposite of myself. A handsome white skin, blond haired, blue eyed kid with a blue jacket that is looking reproachly at me.

"Hey fucktard get out of the way," the boy tells me as he gets up and starts running toward professor Muerte's laboratory.

He looked the same age as me so I'm assuming he was getting his firts Pokemon like me.

"Its understandable to be in a haste but it's not okay to be mean," I mutter to no one in particular as I begin to get up.

Suddenly the same kid slams against me throwing me down again.

"Hey fucktard I told you already get the hell out of the way!" The kid yells before he begins to run off leaving me behind in a cloud of dust that makes me cough like crazy.

I get up dusting my clothes. Forget using the same clothes I'm buying new clothes as soon as I get money from my victories!

I begin walking toward Muerte's lab, opening the door and stepping inside. Muerte is sitting on a rolling chair with a brief expression. He looks up at me uninterested and without empathy says-

"Sorry kid, The last boy took my last starter Pokemon."

My heart shatters, what?  My dream is crushed before it has even began. It wasn't fair but I would still try even if I had to go into a dark forest to catch my own Pokemon.

"Kid I do have one Pokemon but...you can either accept it and be forced to keep it or....wait five months until my next batch of starter Pokemon arrives from Pokemon poachers. ...don't ask."

I'm left shock but I ignore his comment and decide straight away," I accept whatever Pokemon you have! I know that with love and dedication I can train any Philemon you give me!"

He smiles a wide toothed grin, "Okay son but don't come crawling back to me."

He reaches into his lab coat and produces a poke-ball.

"Before opening this you must know I won't take this back but now it's to late." He says as he tosses me the ball.

I catch it and say with tears in my eye, "Thank you so much professor I will always remember you and your kindness!"

I run toward the wilderness ready to utilize my new partner when my pokegear starts ringing. I hesitantly picked it up and answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey this is the professor, summon your Pokemon on water since its a water type creature," Professor Muerte told me before hanging up.

I let a sigh of relief.  Good thing he told me before I summoned it. I began running toward the nearest water source, a huge pond surrounded by huge oak trees that nearly reached the skies. I open the poke-ball and watch as it opens releasing a white lights that shot out toward the body of water.

The light dissipates revealing an orange fish looking Pokemon with whiskers and white fins. A Magikarp.

The pokedex in my pokegear blared to life as it describes the Pokemon before me.

"Magikarp The useless Pokemon. It is essentially a waste of space and training it is a waste of energy. It currently knows one move which is splash, a move that does absolutely nothing."

I feel like crying but I swore never to give up. I won't give up because becoming a Pokemon master is my dream!

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