Hi everyone, here my second attempt at a fan-fic; A Misguided Truth. It details the story of Ryan(based of me and my playing of the Pokemon games) and his adventure. I will do his Character bio soon once the story is a few chapters in because i do not want to give things away. I'll also update with other characters who join and detail their back story. so without further ado here is chapter one: A Normal Day
The truth is a nice concept isn’t it? Truth is most often used to mean in accord with fact or reality. Well at the moment the truth is pretty bleak. Now what is so good about telling the truth I ask? I have told the truth most of my life (there has been the occasional white lie) and I have had nothing but bad things happen to me so far and if I face the truth right now it would be pretty soul destroying. Maybe I should fill you in; I’m Ryan a Pokémon trainer from new bark town in the Johto region. I’m 16 about 5 11”, black hair, blue eyes and a reasonably nice guy I guess. But in the past few months I’ve had to do a lot of growing up and I’ve seen things that no normal 16 year old should of seen. Hell I should still be studying at PokeTech getting ready to taking my E.E.V.E.E’s, but instead I’m stuck in this small dank room with no windows and which smell like wet Furret oh and did I mention I’m fighting a losing battle against an evil organisations and trying (and failing) to stop them from controlling the world and making everything a misery. Actually that’s an emotion so that may not be accurate actually, but I’m getting ahead of myself I’ll take you back to start of this whole ordeal and it started off like any normal Saturday really.
The sun was shining and the breeze was crisp and with the weather so nice outside I was doing what any other teenager would be doing on the weekend at 10 in the morning; Sleeping. The sun shone bright on the face of my home in New Bark Town, many Hoothoot and Pidgey cooed in the nests in the trees behind my house, wind blew across the ground outside on which small children and small Pokémon played on. The local postman walked from house to house with a smile on his face as he embraced the weather and smiled at the children playing. Professor Elms lab and house combo stood at the top of a small hill and the path was scattered with bushes and trees in which many people and Pokémon hustled and bustled about getting their jobs done for the day so they could enjoy the rest of it. The town was as calm as ever and all was well for everyone (except Mr Goodrich whose son had just set off on his journey with his Chikorita only a month ago and he had not heard from in a few days).
The sun shone through a small crack in my window curtains which I had not pulled together all the way due to the ungodly hour I went to bed due to surfing the internet until about 3 o’clock watching videos of Glameows and Meowths doing funny things (don’t judge). A small cat like Pokémon sat on my bed perfectly in line with the ray of sun absorbing its properties. This was Espeon my strongest Pokémon and in fact my starter Pokémon. Now before you say why did you start with an Espeon I didn’t, it was an Eevee in fact and it’s a long story which will be dealt with later on because it’s long and boring and doesn’t really add much at this point in the story. So yeah back to my lazy self, my room was filled with posters of my favourite things, Pokémon, football (not American, real football) and Pokémon. Yeah I said Pokémon twice but I just wanted to emphasis the point if you will. There were posters of many past and present champions on the wall, little plastic toy figures of Pokémon like Nidoqueen, Dragonite and Miltank, plush dolls (which were bought by my mother with my money that could have been used to buy potions or some other useful things) of many cutsie Pokémon like Pichu and Igglybuff and funnily enough actual Pokémon and Pokeballs which I had used on my journey. You see I had already done the normal gym badges run, twice in fact through Kanto and Johto. I had been to two conferences and place in the top 2 in Kanto and won the league championship in Johto, losing out in Kanto to my very good friend Callum but I’ll get to him. So I did have some experience but not enough to deal with the situations I was going to be put in the next few months. But again let’s focus on this day at the moment and move on to the other stuff later.
“Ryan get up already it’s almost 10:30” shouted my mother up the stairs
That’s my Mother who I live with at the moment while I’m between journeys as such. She was once a trainer but was not someone who set the world on fire and was that well known, however she did have success in the orange league and is one of only 10 people to beat Drake and be in the hall of fame.
“I’m up” I said and rose quickly in my bed kicking Espeon off my bed in the process
“Watch it you big lug” Espeon said staring harshly at me from by the side of my bed
“Watch it, I feed you so you may wanna change your attitude miss” I sneered back at her
She glared at me and then proceeded to walk out the door and go downstairs. Now yes I can talk to her and yes that’s weird but it’s like when you have known a friend for so long you start to think in the same way. Well this is similar but instead of thinking the same Es and I have a psychic link meaning we’re able to converse telepathically (cool I know). It’s good for battling and making jokes about people without offending them or knowing, but it also means I can’t hide anything from Es which can be a bummer sometime.
So yeah normal thing on the weekends, crawl out of bed, stick T-shirt and jeans on, use the bathroom and feed my Pokémon; Feraligatr, Togekiss, Flygon, Arcanaine, Ampharos and Espeon. After doing all this I sat at the table in my kitchen and pour myself some cornflakes and started to chow down. From my kitchen table you could see out into the backyard where the family Mightyena was playing with toys throwing them up in the air and my Pokémon sat eating except for Espeon who was allowed to eat inside almost like a domesticated cat. The TV was on some stupid cooking show in which my mother was taking notes from (cooking was and never will be her forte). The post sat on the table in a pile and I noticed one had my name on so I took it and ripped it open. The letter had a stamp on it which had two Pidgeots flying in opposite directions and a golden pokeball in the middle. It read on the bottom K.E.P.T which stood for Kanto’s exhibition of Pokémon and trainers, which was a yearly event in which experienced trainers came and did talks for Youngers trainers who were still in school and was always held at the university in Viridian. I vaguely remember going to one when I still lived in Kanto and the guest speaker were Will and Karen from the Elite Four. I won’t bore you with the details of the letter, it essentially was a plea for me to come and talk at the exhibition as the guest speaker Cynthia had found some interesting ruins in mount coronet and was needed in Sinnho for the immediate future.
“You’re going I already responded to Charles email he sent me” My mother said looking up from her notes.
“What!” I said chocking on my flakes “So now you don’t only spend my money but you also make decisions for me too?”
“It will be good for you” she said as she looked at the cupboard to see if we had any sesame oil which was needed for her recipe “You went when you were younger and it will be good for you to help younger trainers as well”
I looked at her begrudged however I did agree with what she was saying and hey it would be nice to pass on my expertise to the younger ones like Will and Karen did for me. Also it may be nice to go back to Kanto and see the old stomping ground and see if any of the trainers there had got stronger. So it was decided I packed up my stuff that was needed and set off towards Victory Road, Viridian and Kanto.
So yeah thats the first chapter, any sort of feedback is welcomed be it good or bad, because i know it's not perfect and there is always room for improvement, so don't be shy . Also i know this chapter is short but don't worry they will get longer in due course. Also on a side note whenever Ryan and Espeon are talking telepathically it will be italics and all over conversations will be normal