katanakid13
10-26-10, 11:30 PM
Normally, I do my fanfictions on Fanfiction.net (for obvious reasons) about Percy Jackson, Yu-Gi-Oh, etc. But, they don't have a section for Topaz...so....here goes?
This story follows the journey of Hadrian, a new pokemon trainer from the Caldera/Kirant region, and his newly acquired Celsinge as they travel across the Johto region, aiming to be the League Champ. Just realize that this is my first post/chapter, so be kinda...critical if you write a review.
"Hurry up, Celsinge! We're going to miss the boat!" Hadrian yelled to his Pokemon. Celsinge mewed ((I think that's right :p)) back and jolted forwards, his paws scorching the ground with every step. They reached the end of the harbor, only to see the gigantic cruise ship heading out of port.
"Great, now what?" Hadrian shook his head in disbelief. They had only been together for a day, but already, they'd managed to mess up their plans. Celsinge gently bit into Hadrian's black pants leg, trying to make him look down the port. Hadrian glanced over, noticing a small life raft tied to a rope that someone had tied to a rail on the ship's upper deck.
"Oh, come on! You're a fire type, you're not supposed to notice these things." Celsinge spat a small ball of fire at Hadrian, barely enough to warm his hands. They looked each other in the eyes, then raced off towards the small boat, each yelling at the other or trying to trip him. They jumped into the boat face first, forgetting they were still on land, and were knocked out.
"Kid, kid!" Someone called to Hadrian. He shot up, immediately noticing the woman in front of him who he had just head butted.
"Geeze, talk about a rude awakening. For me." The girl said, rubbing the space between her eyes.
"Where am I? Is this the Johto region?" Hadrian felt a familiar feeling on his pants leg and sighed. The warmth felt good, but the fact that the front of his pants were probably burned off in front of a girl, was not. The girl's eyes lit up for a moment, fascinated.
"You must be the person Nurse Joy was talking about! The one from the Caldera region! I'm Whitney, leader of the Normal type gym in Goldenrod. I'm only here for a short vacation though, and to visit a poor, sick Miltank. And, you are?"
"We're Hadrian Tired, and Celsinge Hungry." Whitney laughed for a moment, then straightened herself out.
"Let's get you to the Pokemon Cent-- Actually, no... You need pants....Come with me!" Whitney threw a Pokeball out in front of her, producing a Staraptor.
"Staraptor, fly us to Goldenrod!" Whitney said, before hopping onto it. Hadrian and Celsinge looked at each other for a moment, then looked back at Whitney.
"It's safe! Yo-You don't twust me?" Whitney asked, her eyes watering up.
"All right, all right. Just, don't cry." Hadrian laughed as Staraptor began to use Fake Tears. ((Not sure if it can use that..)) Hadrian and Celsinge awkwardly lifted themselves onto the bird, now clinging on for dear life as they soared through clouds.
"This isn't so bad!" Hadrian called to Whitney, his voice barely registering in the wind.
"Yeah! And, check this out!" They dove into a forest, making Bellosoms shoot up everywhere, shooting out pollen. It's beautiful! Hadrian thought. Until he sneezed and sent both himself and Celsinge flying off of the giant bird, landing into a giant pond in front of an oddly shaped tower. Somehow, Hadrian had managed to lose his bag, now sitting next to an incredibly scared monk, who ran off yelling something about Bellsprout's mighty wrath. Celsinge quickly burst of the water, steaming as he shook out his coat. Hadrian calmly walked out of the pond, trying to be heroic and cool in case anybody was watching, as if skydiving was his preferred mode of transportation,...until he noticed the Magikarp on his head.
"Holy Milcalf! Get it off, get it off, get it off, Celsinge!" After about five minutes of Celsinge nibbling on Magikarp's tail and cleaning himself, the Magikarp Splashed back into the pond.
"So...where are we?" Hadrian asked Celsinge, as if the Pokemon would know. He raised a paw towards the backpack, where Hadrian got out his map of Johto.
"Let's see....judging by the freaky tower, we're in...Violet City! That's where the first Gym battle is! What luck!" Hadrian then remembered what had just occured, "just our luck." He pouted. Then, some other monk ran by, shouting about Bellsprout sending pants-less boys from the sky as omens of disaster.
"Freaks." Celsinge nodded in agreement, shooting tiny bits of fireballs into the air.
This story follows the journey of Hadrian, a new pokemon trainer from the Caldera/Kirant region, and his newly acquired Celsinge as they travel across the Johto region, aiming to be the League Champ. Just realize that this is my first post/chapter, so be kinda...critical if you write a review.
"Hurry up, Celsinge! We're going to miss the boat!" Hadrian yelled to his Pokemon. Celsinge mewed ((I think that's right :p)) back and jolted forwards, his paws scorching the ground with every step. They reached the end of the harbor, only to see the gigantic cruise ship heading out of port.
"Great, now what?" Hadrian shook his head in disbelief. They had only been together for a day, but already, they'd managed to mess up their plans. Celsinge gently bit into Hadrian's black pants leg, trying to make him look down the port. Hadrian glanced over, noticing a small life raft tied to a rope that someone had tied to a rail on the ship's upper deck.
"Oh, come on! You're a fire type, you're not supposed to notice these things." Celsinge spat a small ball of fire at Hadrian, barely enough to warm his hands. They looked each other in the eyes, then raced off towards the small boat, each yelling at the other or trying to trip him. They jumped into the boat face first, forgetting they were still on land, and were knocked out.
"Kid, kid!" Someone called to Hadrian. He shot up, immediately noticing the woman in front of him who he had just head butted.
"Geeze, talk about a rude awakening. For me." The girl said, rubbing the space between her eyes.
"Where am I? Is this the Johto region?" Hadrian felt a familiar feeling on his pants leg and sighed. The warmth felt good, but the fact that the front of his pants were probably burned off in front of a girl, was not. The girl's eyes lit up for a moment, fascinated.
"You must be the person Nurse Joy was talking about! The one from the Caldera region! I'm Whitney, leader of the Normal type gym in Goldenrod. I'm only here for a short vacation though, and to visit a poor, sick Miltank. And, you are?"
"We're Hadrian Tired, and Celsinge Hungry." Whitney laughed for a moment, then straightened herself out.
"Let's get you to the Pokemon Cent-- Actually, no... You need pants....Come with me!" Whitney threw a Pokeball out in front of her, producing a Staraptor.
"Staraptor, fly us to Goldenrod!" Whitney said, before hopping onto it. Hadrian and Celsinge looked at each other for a moment, then looked back at Whitney.
"It's safe! Yo-You don't twust me?" Whitney asked, her eyes watering up.
"All right, all right. Just, don't cry." Hadrian laughed as Staraptor began to use Fake Tears. ((Not sure if it can use that..)) Hadrian and Celsinge awkwardly lifted themselves onto the bird, now clinging on for dear life as they soared through clouds.
"This isn't so bad!" Hadrian called to Whitney, his voice barely registering in the wind.
"Yeah! And, check this out!" They dove into a forest, making Bellosoms shoot up everywhere, shooting out pollen. It's beautiful! Hadrian thought. Until he sneezed and sent both himself and Celsinge flying off of the giant bird, landing into a giant pond in front of an oddly shaped tower. Somehow, Hadrian had managed to lose his bag, now sitting next to an incredibly scared monk, who ran off yelling something about Bellsprout's mighty wrath. Celsinge quickly burst of the water, steaming as he shook out his coat. Hadrian calmly walked out of the pond, trying to be heroic and cool in case anybody was watching, as if skydiving was his preferred mode of transportation,...until he noticed the Magikarp on his head.
"Holy Milcalf! Get it off, get it off, get it off, Celsinge!" After about five minutes of Celsinge nibbling on Magikarp's tail and cleaning himself, the Magikarp Splashed back into the pond.
"So...where are we?" Hadrian asked Celsinge, as if the Pokemon would know. He raised a paw towards the backpack, where Hadrian got out his map of Johto.
"Let's see....judging by the freaky tower, we're in...Violet City! That's where the first Gym battle is! What luck!" Hadrian then remembered what had just occured, "just our luck." He pouted. Then, some other monk ran by, shouting about Bellsprout sending pants-less boys from the sky as omens of disaster.
"Freaks." Celsinge nodded in agreement, shooting tiny bits of fireballs into the air.