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The Kanto Region, a wonderous region, filled with strong trainers and powerful Pokemon, is where we lay our scene. Legends have arisen from this region, Red, Blue, and many others. But now we begin a different story. Of new trainers beginning their journey from the town of Pallet. A small town, north of Cinnabar and home to Professor Oak's famous research lab. However, at the moment, the professor, who's name seemed to be world renoun at this point, was currently studying different Pokemon in the Alola region, and researching the different bonds trainers there, had with their Pokemon.
But before we begin out journey, across the region, in Vermillion City, three men, wearing black uniforms met up behind a building, trying to avoid being in the early morning light.
"How many badges did you steal from Lt. Surge?" The taller man asked, glancing around nervously.
A short and stocky man, with a thick mustache, opened a sack and said, "Three badges, like you requested, with a few Pokemon, from some ignorant trainers."
The taller man nodded, signifying his authority over the two men, and took the bag in a swift motion from the mustachioed man. "Okay, now our next target is Ceruluan, then Pewter. We need three badges from each gym. The boss man requires that from us. Now change into your civil clothes and we move out at noon."
The other men gave a nod, and walked off into the dawn's early rays.
Meanwhile outside Pallet town, a teenage boy, aged 16, stood placing his palms facedown, upon the guardrailing, facing the harbor of Pallet Town. His dirty blonde hair flew around his head, catching the wind as he gazed ahead. A Scyther, when multiple scars, etching across his body, stood behind his trainer, crossing his blades in a solemn silence.
As the boat inched towards the harbor, the boy reached into his jeans pocket to pull out a piece of crumpled up paper. He unfolded it and read it aloud.
"Dear Tyler,
Well it's time for you to leave. Your father's already set up, and insisting you begin your journey with him setting you off. Things will be a bit rocky, from this point forward. You'll meet new Pokemon, new friends, and see things you'll have never seen before. But it won't be a walk in the park either. You'll face tough expirences and hard challenges, that will require you to work through them instead of just muddling around. But I believe in you Tyler. At the Safari Zone, I saw a boy who was brave, caring, loyal, but loved to have fun. And now, look at you. Already beginning your journey. I'll support whatever path you choose, as long as you believe in that path, and most of all, yourself.
With this letter, I gave you a Pokemon. A battle-scarred Scyther from the Zone. You probably remenber, that it's the one that always hung around me while I worked. He insisted on going with you, so I sent him to you, along with a necklace to keep his Pokeball clipped to. He is now your loyal friend, and compadre. Together you will grow, and I hope he will guide you when things seem bleak.
But aside from all of this, I wish you luck, my nephew. You're strong, and never back down from what you believe in. Keep your head up.
Love your uncle,
Joseph Cross."
As Tyler finished reading the letter, the ship had reached the port, and had been tied off. As passengers began to exit, Tyler folded the paper back in his pocket, and turned to face his Scyther.
"Okay, Scar, let's do this," he said grinning. His heart was beginning to beat fast. He was ready to begin this new adventure.
The Kanto Region, a wonderous region, filled with strong trainers and powerful Pokemon, is where we lay our scene. Legends have arisen from this region, Red, Blue, and many others. But now we begin a different story. Of new trainers beginning their journey from the town of Pallet. A small town, north of Cinnabar and home to Professor Oak's famous research lab. However, at the moment, the professor, who's name seemed to be world renoun at this point, was currently studying different Pokemon in the Alola region, and researching the different bonds trainers there, had with their Pokemon.
But before we begin out journey, across the region, in Vermillion City, three men, wearing black uniforms met up behind a building, trying to avoid being in the early morning light.
"How many badges did you steal from Lt. Surge?" The taller man asked, glancing around nervously.
A short and stocky man, with a thick mustache, opened a sack and said, "Three badges, like you requested, with a few Pokemon, from some ignorant trainers."
The taller man nodded, signifying his authority over the two men, and took the bag in a swift motion from the mustachioed man. "Okay, now our next target is Ceruluan, then Pewter. We need three badges from each gym. The boss man requires that from us. Now change into your civil clothes and we move out at noon."
The other men gave a nod, and walked off into the dawn's early rays.
Meanwhile outside Pallet town, a teenage boy, aged 16, stood placing his palms facedown, upon the guardrailing, facing the harbor of Pallet Town. His dirty blonde hair flew around his head, catching the wind as he gazed ahead. A Scyther, when multiple scars, etching across his body, stood behind his trainer, crossing his blades in a solemn silence.
As the boat inched towards the harbor, the boy reached into his jeans pocket to pull out a piece of crumpled up paper. He unfolded it and read it aloud.
"Dear Tyler,
Well it's time for you to leave. Your father's already set up, and insisting you begin your journey with him setting you off. Things will be a bit rocky, from this point forward. You'll meet new Pokemon, new friends, and see things you'll have never seen before. But it won't be a walk in the park either. You'll face tough expirences and hard challenges, that will require you to work through them instead of just muddling around. But I believe in you Tyler. At the Safari Zone, I saw a boy who was brave, caring, loyal, but loved to have fun. And now, look at you. Already beginning your journey. I'll support whatever path you choose, as long as you believe in that path, and most of all, yourself.
With this letter, I gave you a Pokemon. A battle-scarred Scyther from the Zone. You probably remenber, that it's the one that always hung around me while I worked. He insisted on going with you, so I sent him to you, along with a necklace to keep his Pokeball clipped to. He is now your loyal friend, and compadre. Together you will grow, and I hope he will guide you when things seem bleak.
But aside from all of this, I wish you luck, my nephew. You're strong, and never back down from what you believe in. Keep your head up.
Love your uncle,
Joseph Cross."
As Tyler finished reading the letter, the ship had reached the port, and had been tied off. As passengers began to exit, Tyler folded the paper back in his pocket, and turned to face his Scyther.
"Okay, Scar, let's do this," he said grinning. His heart was beginning to beat fast. He was ready to begin this new adventure.
