Ｄｈａｒｃ Posted April 10, 2012 Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 [center][img]http://img713.imageshack.us/img713/9436/drotalogo.png[/img][/center] [center][size=5]A Fan-Fiction by Alexander W. McDonald[/size][/center] [left][spoiler=Chapter 1][/left] [size=6][b][u]Chapter One – Blast from the Past[/u][/b][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Distraught. That was the best word to describe the team of paleontologists that was assigned to search the outskirts of Fossiqua City. So far, there was nothing of consequence that had been found; there were simple Kabuto, Omanyte, and Anorith shells, with the occasional fossilized Lileep. Every now and then, they’d find an Armaldo tooth or a Kabutops scythe, but nothing earth-shattering.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] That is, until now.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Hey, Professor! Professer Fern, come here please!” a team member called excitedly.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] A middle-aged man with thinning grey-brown hair walked leisurely over to the source of the noise. There, he found two diggers standing over a tide pool, looking intently into it.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Well, what is it? C’mon Richardson, don’t tell me you called me over for noth[sub][/sub]—” Fern cut himself off as he looked into the tide pool. There, swimming in the little pond of seawater, was an Anorith. “What the hell? How is this even possible?!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “We dunno, sir! That’s why we called you over here,” the man called Richardson replied. “Rodriguez and I were just washin’ off our hands when somethin’ scratched ‘im. We looked down, and we saw this little guy swimmin’ around. Whaddaya think we oughta do with ‘im?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Professor Fern pondered for a moment, stroking his patchy stubble contemplatively. “Well…I think that it would be in our best interests to take this specimen back to the lab for study.” Fern glanced around and lowered his voice. “Does anyone else know about this?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rodriguez and Richardson shook their heads.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Good. Have you seen anything else interesting? Anything else like this?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] They shook their heads again.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Alright. Either of you have a Poké Ball on hand?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rodriguez nodded and reached into the toolkit beside him. He pulled out a dusty red-and-white capsule and handed it to Fern.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Thank you, Damian,” Fern said absentmindedly, nodding. He then leaned down over the tide pool and gingerly tapped the button on the Poké Ball on the Anorith’s carapace. A red beam of light shot out of the ball and enveloped the Old Shrimp Pokémon, pulling it into the capsule. Fern clamped his hands on the top and bottom of the ball as it tried to wriggle in his hands. Then, small sparks shot out of from the ball, signifying a successful capture.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Fern shot a glance at Rodriguez, then at Richardson. “You will inform no one of this. If so much as one peep comes out of you regarding this discovery, I’ll see to it that you will cease to exist. Do you understand?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rodriguez and Richardson nodded together.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Good, I’m glad we’ve reached an understanding. Now, if anyone asks about this, tell them that I came over to identify a fossil, and it turned out to be a rock.”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] And with that, Fern left the two and headed toward his lavish tent.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rodriguez glanced at Richardson. “What do you think he meant by ‘cease to exist?’”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Richardson shook his head and picked up his toolkit. “I dunno and I don’t wanna know. Now c’mon, man. There’s more rocks to look at over there…”[/font][/size] [center][size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif]* * *[/font][/size][/center] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Fern slammed his fist down on the table in his tent, causing a metallic thud to echo through the darkened campsite.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “I don’t get it…I just don’t [i]get[/i] it! How on earth could this be possible? The test results said it was two weeks old at the most…How on earth did anything survive for this long? All of the waters off the coast of Fossiqua are shallow, so it isn’t possible that something like this could’ve evaded all of the documentaries and studies…”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The Anorith the professor had captured earlier was swimming around in the aquarium next to the table. Occasionally, it would lift the front of its body and open its toothy mouth, then try to bite the walls of the tank.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Fern looked down at the aquarium and cursed. “You little shrimp…You’re killing me here…Why are you still alive? Where did you come from?” He sighed and turned back to the mobile lab atop the metal folding table.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The instruments whirred and hummed, flashed and blinked, spun and slid. On the high-end laptop, there was a 3-D rendering of the Anorith. To the right of the rendering was a bunch of numbers.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Dammit…Well, it’s no use getting worked up over it now. I’ll get some sleep, and maybe I’ll come up with an answer in the morning…”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The professor shuffled over to his cot in the corner of the tent, climbed into his sleeping bag, and drifted off to sleep, totally oblivious to the dark, monstrous figure lumbering through the campsite, intent on finding the child that was kidnapped from its nursery…[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] And unfortunately for the professor, he couldn’t come up with anything in the morning…After all, what ideas can you get after being murdered in your sleep?[/font][/size] [/spoiler] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif][spoiler=Chapter 2][/font][/size] [size=6][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif][u][b]Chapter 2 – Rose[/b][/u][/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The young boy writhed and squirmed in his bed, tangling the comforter around his legs and feet. He muttered something and drooled, shooting his arms in the air in his sleep. His arms smacked down to his sides quickly, and he mumbled loudly.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Rose? Ro-ose. Rosey-poo!” A soft, feminine voice wafted into the room alongside a flowery scent. “Rose, honey, wake up. It’s time to go meet Professor Holly, remember, babe?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The boy bolted awake and shot a glance at his alarm clock. The time read 9:48.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Aw geez! I can’t believe I almost slept in too late! Thanks, ma!” Rose said, wiping the drool from his cheek. He tried to roll out of bed, but he was still stuck in the covers; as a result, he fell headfirst onto his bedroom floor. He grumbled, untangling himself and pulling himself over to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of jeans and a new shirt and threw them on quickly.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose slammed his bedroom door open and shut and nearly glided over the steps leading to the ground floor. He patted the family Herdier, Henry, on the head and shot toward the small room that housed the washing machine and dryer. He rummaged through the large bench in there, finally finding his father’s old, worn-out backpack and his own faded sweatshirt. He threw the pack on his back and quickly laced up his Running Shoes before racing into the kitchen and grabbing a piece of toast.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “See ya mom!” Rose said through a mouthful of warm, crispy, buttery bread.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Rose! Wait, hun! Aren’t you gonna fix your hair, sweetie?” his mom called in a sweet voice.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Relax, ma! I’ll be fine!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Oh…Okay. Well, see ya later, sweetie!”[/font][/size] [center][size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif]♪~♫~♪[/font][/size][/center] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose smacked the “Automatic Open” button outside Professor Holly’s Lab…And proceeded to slam into the glass doors face first.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Ah! What the—!” Rose looked over at the button he had pressed, and noticed the “Out of Order” notice taped underneath of it. “Ah, geez…”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose pulled the door open and ran inside, nearly colliding with Professor Holly’s assistant and Rose’s longtime friend, Aidan Finch. Aidan was a lanky, bespectacled boy with neat brown hair. All of his features were rather boyish, despite being 17 years old, a full year older than Rose.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Geez, Rose! You nearly trampled me! You need to take it easy sometimes, you know?” Aidan’s face had lost all of its color, and he was clutching his chest with his hands.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “I think you should do the same, Flinch,” Rose said with a smile. Everyone called Aidan “Flinch” because he was extremely paranoid and jumpy. While he normally hated it, he was fine whenever Rose called him that, as Rose and Henry had saved his life back when they were kids.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Yeh, I guess so, Rose…Anyway, the Professor is back in her lab waiting. Kreuz is already back there…”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Kreuz Lichtberg was a boy who lived across the street from Aidan and right next door to Rose. Kreuz was despised by Rose due to the fact that he always asserted that he was smarter than and an overall better person than Rose. Also, he was very unkind toward Aidan, something Rose couldn't stand.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Seriously? Geez, that guy…Alright, well, thanks for the heads-up.”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Aidan nodded.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose stepped through the doorway into Professor Holly’s office. Professor Holly beamed at him and began to speak. “Looks to me like the gang’s all here!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose looked around and saw two other people around his age. There was Kreuz, glaring at Rose condescendingly. “Well…It’s about time that you showed up, loser. I was starting to think you chickened out!” Kreuz chuckled to himself, but Rose ignored him.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The girl, however, he didn’t recognize. She was about an inch shorter than Rose or Kreuz, and she had brown eyes. Her long, straight, chocolate-brown hair looked like she had tried to cut it herself without using a mirror, and her bangs were uneven. Her fair skin was covered in almost-healed abrasions. Her clothes were in rough condition, too; they were frayed at the edges, and there were dirt and grass stains all over them.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Rose had never seen anyone so beautiful in his entire life.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Alright, everyone,” Professor Holly began. “I have here three Poké Balls, all containing one Pokémon each. This will be your first Pokémon, and they will be your partner throughout your entire journey. Rose, since you arrived last, how about you take the first pick?”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Really? Erm, alright…” Rose approached a metal table with three Poké Balls on top of it. There was a label in front of each capsule. The one to the far left read: “Aron—The Iron Armor Pokémon.” The one in the middle stated: “Rhyhorn—The Spikes Pokémon.” Finally, the one on the far right was labeled: “Larvitar—The Rock Skin Pokémon.”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Wow…It’s so hard to choose…But, I guess I’ll go with Larvitar. Come on out, little buddy!” Rose threw the ball into the air and it popped open. A burst of blue light emerged and formed into a small dull-green dinosaur-looking…Thing. He looked up at Rose, then punched him in the shin.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “OUCH!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The girl giggled a little, and Kreuz just smirked.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Oh, Larvitar…Sorry, Rose, Larvitar’s just a little headstrong, is all. Anyway…Kylie, since you arrived second, you get to pick your Starter Pokémon next!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] The girl named Kylie had an expression of shock and embarrassment on her face. “Umm…A-alright…” She began to shuffle forward nervously, then shook her head and strolled confidently up to the table. She grabbed one of the capsules and tossed it into the air, revealing the Rhyhorn.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Rhy-HORN!” The Spikes Pokémon raised its head to the sky and let out a battle cry. It then walked over to Kylie and sat on its haunches next to her, like a dog.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Good choice! Alright, Kreuz, that means you have Aron! A very powerful Pokémon indeed!”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Peh. You say that like you thought I didn’t know. That was the one I wanted from the start, anyway.” He did the same thing as the other two trainers, and a silver-armored animal with grey-brown skin emerged from the light.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “…Ron…” Aron looked indifferent to everything around him.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Okay, well that’s everyone! I’m glad you all got who you wanted, then! Now, here are your Pokédexes, and your Poké Balls. I hope you all have a great journey!” Professor Holly handed Rose a small black-and-red device that looked like a touch-screen MP3 player, and then five small red-and-white spherical capsules.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] “Thanks!” the trio of new trainers said in unison.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif] Just as Rose was about to exit, Kreuz stopped him. “Hey, Rosy. What say you and me have a battle? There’s a field out back.” Kreuz smirked at him, giving a look that made it seem like he expected Rose to respond with the negative.[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif]Rose paused, and then smiled warmly. “Sure.”[/font][/size] [size=4][font=verdana,geneva,sans-serif][/spoiler][/font][/size] [i][size=5]UPDATES: Sorry about Chapter 1 being so weird. Hopefully now though, with the release of Chapter 2, you'll enjoy it (and understand it) a little more.[/size][/i] [color=#ff0000][b][size=5]If anyone has trouble or doesn't like reading this due to YCM's posting format, I can PM you the word documents. Comments and criticisms are always welcome![/size][/b][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Agro Posted April 10, 2012 Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 Does this really get over 2 pages on MS Word? Though I should also mention that you really need to space your paragraphs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ｄｈａｒｃ Posted April 10, 2012 Author Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 Ah geez, didn't copy part of it. And YCM's format is sucky, so it doesn't look like It should. I'll fix it real quick. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gαr Posted April 10, 2012 Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 Other than what Aggro said, it looks fine. This could actually work as a prologue rather than the first chapter. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ｄｈａｒｃ Posted April 10, 2012 Author Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 There, second half of Chapter 1 is up. Sorry about that. And again, there's nothing I can do about the spacing between paragraphs, aside from what I have done. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ｄｈａｒｃ Posted April 10, 2012 Author Report Share Posted April 10, 2012 Chapter 2 is up, people. Please read and Give some CnC. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gαr Posted April 11, 2012 Report Share Posted April 11, 2012 Chapter 2 is rather interesting. Why were you using rock and ground types? Were you trying to do something different? Good character development, and you could've shown the very beginning of the battle at the end. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ｄｈａｒｃ Posted April 11, 2012 Author Report Share Posted April 11, 2012 Yes, I did Rock-types as a reference to the fact that this fanfic is about *CENSORED*. And the battle takes up the entirety of Chapter 3. I'm gonna put a lot of work into it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Cakey Posted May 5, 2012 Report Share Posted May 5, 2012 The only Pokemon game I ever played was Colosseum, so clearly this story was aimed entirely at me. At the moment we have two short chapters that have no connection to one another. Wouldn't it have been more interesting to delete chapter one and double the length of chapter two? EDIT: I do like the abnormal Starters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HoneycombTroy Posted May 15, 2012 Report Share Posted May 15, 2012 I love to read great Pokemon Fanfics, and this is one of them. I love it so far. I need to make chapters faster Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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