Hi everyone. It's been a long time since I last posted a story... A one shot back in 2008. I kind of got busy with stuff like Collage and haven't been writing much of anything at all despite the fact it's one of my favorite hobbies.
I've been thinking for a long while about what I would like to write if I did something, and with some help refining the idea I finally came up with this. A 26 episode (plus prologue and epilog) series about the story of a Pokemon coordinator in the early part of his carrier as he tries to get his life together or should I say Coordinated, in more ways then one. I hope you enjoy
Chapter 1 - Breaking free
Chapter 2 - First catch
Chapter 3 - New Paths
Chapter 4 – Reunion
Chapter 5 – Rock and Roll
Chapter 6 - Wipeout
Chapter 7 – Reconciliation
Chapter 8 - Lost light
Chapter 9 - Intertwined fates
Chapter 10 - Washed up
Chapter 11 - Juliation
Chapter 12 - Breaking tide
Chapter 13 - Bugs, bugs, bugs
Chapter 14 - Birthday blues
Chapter 15 - Steel shock
Chapter 16 - Rival rumble
Chapter 17 - Desert danger
Chapter 18 - Fire fight
Chapter 19 - Ribbon duel
Chapter 20 - Maxed out
Chapter 21 - White Star Festival
Prologue - Setting the Stage
It was a windy afternoon in the Hoenn region as a teenager stood, his red jacket fluttering slightly in the breeze as he appraised the fancy looking structure before him. It was the first time the brown haired youth had ever seen a school before, let alone a building so large. Blinking his light blue eyes he struggled to take in how much ground the campus covered, thinking that it might be bigger than his entire home town of Celestic put together.
Sticking his black gloved hands into his jean pockets the young man sighed with apprehension. It was the first time he had been allowed to leave Sinnoh, and the sense of freedom was only narrowly winning out over his anxiety of being in such strange and far off place. As if sensing his trainer’s uneasiness the small Rilou sitting on the boy’s shoulder patted his paw reassuringly against the back of his head. As always his partner was a Pokemon of few words, preferring to let his actions speak for themselves.
“Thanks Kouken, I’m sure everything will be fine,” replied the boy in his usual easygoing way as he stepped past the front gate into the school grounds only to be promptly greeted by a young blond lady approximately his own age.
“Hey are you here for the summer trainer camp as well?” she asked to which he gave a curt affirmative nod.
Wearing a simple white-tee shirt with a pink dress, she had a blue ribbon tying her long ponytail in place. Her blinking green eyes seemed to appraise him for a short moment before she smiled widely and introduced herself. “I’m Maria and you?” she asked inquisitively.
"Jason,” The boy replied with a wan smile, not really sure what else to say, having little experience interacting with girls his own age.
His hometown was very small, and he rarely had interacted with anyone outside his family other than his best friend Brian who had left on a training journey years ago when he had turned ten. Jason the same age had desperately wanted to go with his friend, but had been forced to stay behind in order to continue his… training.
“I’m hoping to become a professional Pokemon coordinator,” confessed Maria in a wistful tone. “And you?” she blurted out in hopes of learning more about the newest arrival.
“Same here, though to be honest my parents are kind of hoping this camp will get me to take up battling instead,” Jason confided. “They don’t see contest skills as being relevant in our line of work…” he added unsure of how much he should tell her.
While said line of work was no secret it was also not widely known and he’d rather avoid giving out details on it unless necessary. After all Aura guardians were so few and far between they had become the stuff of legends just like the type of Pokemon they protected the world against. Because of this he likely knew more about legendary Pokemon than most professors, thought admittedly that knowledge amounted to more myth than fact, consisting manly of old stories that held little use in real world day to day activities.
In some ways he viewed his power as more of a curse then a blessing. He was only average at best when it came to controlling aura, not half as good as either parent had been at his age. No matter how hard he tried to improve he couldn’t seem to please them, and they where none too thrilled with his obsession over contests which was the reason they had sent him here in the first place. It was time to go beyond the basics and learn the intricacies of Pokemon battles, something every aura guardian worth his salt had to be good at.
Deciding not to pry further the girl decided to continue to conversation on a different route. “That’s a shame, if you ask me the contest world could use more male coordinators. Especially considering something like seventy five percent or more are girls,” remarked Maria to which Jason agreed with a nod.
“Even I noticed that when I watched my first grand festival six years ago. Remember Dawn vs Zoey? That was something else,” he replied with a found smile.
“Do I ever!” Maria exclaimed with an enthusiastic nod. “Imagine two rookies making it to the finals. It gives me hope that maybe even I could make it that far,” she said with a heavy sigh almost as if resigned to never get that far.
“If you’re going to aim for something, might as well aim for the top,” Jason tried to say encouragingly causing the young girl to grin since the word top had a double meaning in this case since the winners of a grand festival were known as Top coordinators.
“You know, I thought I was going to be the only one at this camp serious about contests. All everyone else can think about is chasing gyms. I’m glad to see I was wrong,” Maria said warmly causing Jason to blush self consciously.
“Err, You’re welcome… I guess?” he stuttered out awkwardly before the two of them quickly broke out into laughter together.
Jason was amazed at how natural it felt, like he could get along with this person without even trying. If you had asked him that morning he never would have guessed he’d be able to make a friend so quickly and yet here he was, his first day at camp and he’d already found a buddy. With any luck perhaps he would discover the key he needed to gain his parents acceptance as well.
"Maybe this camp thing won’t be so bad after all," he thought to himself as Maria let him further into the school grounds in order to introduce him to his fellow students.