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Sup. I've been sorta working on this on and off for, oh, about 2 months. This is most definately rated PG, at least, once it gets to the later stages of the story. I'll try and keep it as G as I possibly can, but certain plot points might dictate otherwise...
This is basically taking myself, with a couple interesting additions, and tossing myself into the Pokemon universe, though Pokemon themselves won't be seen until chapter 8 (I think).
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Chapter 1: A New Beginning
Peace and tranquility. The area had always been like this. Nobody drove, nobody fought. Everything simply … existed … as though nothing had ever been built, as if the nature had not been violated in any way by human ideas, thoughts, movements, or buildings. The people enjoyed their lives as inhabitants of a type of paradise, rather than dominating the area like so many human civilizations had done over so many centuries.
Of course, this did not mean that the inhabitants were living in anything less than modern dwellings. The area was well built up. Everybody enjoyed all the trappings of modern living without the need for want, or the selfish tendencies of humanity.
None of this mattered to the young boy who had only recently entered the Saffron City Gym. To him, the only thing that mattered was his research; both on himself, and on the Pokemon that he cared so deeply for. He completely ignored the amazing force of nature and humanity living within nature that surrounded him. The City was largely a collection of middle class houses built around the Pokemon Gym located in the center of the city. Right next to the Gym, the largest Pokemon Center in the region was anchored by one of the greatest schools of Pokemon learning in the entire world. This particular institution went above and beyond the limitations of every other school. The enterance exam was beyond anything that the boy had ever encountered in his distinguished schooling career. It tested his knowledge of math, science, several languages including both English and Japanese, and general Pokemon knowledge. Also, there was an additional test, but the boy could not figure out exactly what the test was for. It consisted largely of memorization and pattern recognition techniques, but those could have been tested amongst the other tests that the boy had to undergo.
In the end, he really did not know exactly how or why he managed to get in here, only that he was very eager to continue his research to its inevitable conclusion. He eyed the picked-sized device that he held in his hand. This device held all of the research that he had collected for most of his life, with his most important breakthroughs coming in the last couple of years. His research focused mostly on Pokemon strategies, and Pokemon-human relationships and their effect on the strength of Pokemon in battle. For the most part, his research had supported the longstanding thought that treating Pokemon with respect and care helps in making them much more powerful. However, there was a portion of his research that made absolutely no sense when combined with the rest.
He was hoping that he could gain some new insight as to the nature of Pokemon through his studies at this adacamy, as its database was much more extensive than anything that the boy had ever had access to before. He could only hope that he would have enough time in between his school work, which he thought would be far more intensive than what he had been exposed to before.
All of this was far from his mind as he walked through the massive two-story double doors that marked the main enterance to the Saffron City Institute for Pokemon and Human Relationships. As he entered the doors, he found a woman waiting for him. She was a little shorter than 6 feet tall, slim, and somewhat attractive. She was wearing a skintight red and pink leotard with a short, deep red skirt. Her hair was straight and long, pointed back behind her head, ending in a slight curl. She wore a red headband, apparently to keep her dazzling hair out of her face. Her eyes, however, were her most revealing physical feature. They were a deep shade of green, and contained an intensity that the boy had never seen before. A fire burned behind them, but she managed to keep it hidden from most people she came across.
Before he could analyze her any more, she began to introduce herself. Flatly, without any emotion, she stated simply, “Welcome to the Saffron City Institute for Psychic Development. I apologize for deceiving you about the name of this school. However, it is imperative that the world does not know who or what we are. We are funded in part by the Pokemon League and Public Funds. Many people have negative impressions of Psychic users. Thus, we must maintain our secrecy from the world. My name is Sabrina. I am the Pokemon Gym Leader of Saffron City.” Her brow furrowed slightly. The boy’s face had not changed since she started speaking. “I see this does not surprise you. Care to explain why?”
The boy smiled. “You really need to take better care of your computer information. It was quite easy to break your security codes. The use of various misnomers of people with telekinetic abilities as passwords was the dead giveaway. Your encryption techniques are really quite ancient. It only took me a couple of hours to break your code. I was quite surprised at some of the information that you had almost in the public domain.” He crossed his arms. “In fact, it was far too easy. Why would you store a list of all of your students, alumni, and staff in such a public location?”
Sabrina smiled, the first indication that she had some human tendancies after all. “It was a test. I wanted to make sure that you were the right candidate. Your credentials were quite high. I needed a way of checking your abilities. Do you remember the person who administered the enterance exams to you?”
“More than vaguely, why?” The boy cocked his head slightly, unsure of how that person fit in to the current conversation.
Sabrina took a step towards the boy. “He was there for two reasons. First, he was the proctor of the exam to your particular school. However, his second job was far more important.” She crossed her arms, the boy knowing that she had much more to explain to him. “He was supposed to project a psychic image across the classroom, one powerful enough so that only people strongly attuned to psychic brainwaves would be able to understand it. The memory and pattern recognition tests were a test of your psychic abilities. The first and second pictures that you were shown were exactly the same. However, the proctor was sending out minor mindscrambling brainwaves that have the effect of making attuned people see what we want them to see. When you correctly outlined the differences in the same pictures, I knew that you were an excellent candidate.”
She turned her back on him. “What I didn’t know, however, was how powerful your untrained psychic abilities were, so I had the proctor imprint a series of passwords into your brain. That was the reason our computer networks ere so easy for you to infiltrate.” She turned to find the boy gazing out a window, all but ignoring her speech. “I see that this holds no interest to you.” She put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Come, we shall go to your room. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
The boy turned towards Sabrina. “Actually, I’m more interested in your databases. From everything that I’ve seen, it will help my research to the point where it might finally be completed sufficiently enough for my first submission to the Pokemon League. I’m very anxious to continue my research.”
As he turned, he heard a voice in his head. If you wish. However, there are still many things that you must learn before you can effectively use our systems. The boy turned, a look of shock on his face. Sabrina bowed slightly, obviously slightly impressed with herself. “That is only the tip of the iceberg. Our computer systems run on psychic thought. If you wish full access to our systems in order to complete your research, you are going to need more psychic training than you currently have.” She extended her hand towards one of the many hallways surrounding her. “Now, then. Shall I escort you to your room, Recruit Bull of Blackthorn?”
This is basically taking myself, with a couple interesting additions, and tossing myself into the Pokemon universe, though Pokemon themselves won't be seen until chapter 8 (I think).
!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
Peace and tranquility. The area had always been like this. Nobody drove, nobody fought. Everything simply … existed … as though nothing had ever been built, as if the nature had not been violated in any way by human ideas, thoughts, movements, or buildings. The people enjoyed their lives as inhabitants of a type of paradise, rather than dominating the area like so many human civilizations had done over so many centuries.
Of course, this did not mean that the inhabitants were living in anything less than modern dwellings. The area was well built up. Everybody enjoyed all the trappings of modern living without the need for want, or the selfish tendencies of humanity.
None of this mattered to the young boy who had only recently entered the Saffron City Gym. To him, the only thing that mattered was his research; both on himself, and on the Pokemon that he cared so deeply for. He completely ignored the amazing force of nature and humanity living within nature that surrounded him. The City was largely a collection of middle class houses built around the Pokemon Gym located in the center of the city. Right next to the Gym, the largest Pokemon Center in the region was anchored by one of the greatest schools of Pokemon learning in the entire world. This particular institution went above and beyond the limitations of every other school. The enterance exam was beyond anything that the boy had ever encountered in his distinguished schooling career. It tested his knowledge of math, science, several languages including both English and Japanese, and general Pokemon knowledge. Also, there was an additional test, but the boy could not figure out exactly what the test was for. It consisted largely of memorization and pattern recognition techniques, but those could have been tested amongst the other tests that the boy had to undergo.
In the end, he really did not know exactly how or why he managed to get in here, only that he was very eager to continue his research to its inevitable conclusion. He eyed the picked-sized device that he held in his hand. This device held all of the research that he had collected for most of his life, with his most important breakthroughs coming in the last couple of years. His research focused mostly on Pokemon strategies, and Pokemon-human relationships and their effect on the strength of Pokemon in battle. For the most part, his research had supported the longstanding thought that treating Pokemon with respect and care helps in making them much more powerful. However, there was a portion of his research that made absolutely no sense when combined with the rest.
He was hoping that he could gain some new insight as to the nature of Pokemon through his studies at this adacamy, as its database was much more extensive than anything that the boy had ever had access to before. He could only hope that he would have enough time in between his school work, which he thought would be far more intensive than what he had been exposed to before.
All of this was far from his mind as he walked through the massive two-story double doors that marked the main enterance to the Saffron City Institute for Pokemon and Human Relationships. As he entered the doors, he found a woman waiting for him. She was a little shorter than 6 feet tall, slim, and somewhat attractive. She was wearing a skintight red and pink leotard with a short, deep red skirt. Her hair was straight and long, pointed back behind her head, ending in a slight curl. She wore a red headband, apparently to keep her dazzling hair out of her face. Her eyes, however, were her most revealing physical feature. They were a deep shade of green, and contained an intensity that the boy had never seen before. A fire burned behind them, but she managed to keep it hidden from most people she came across.
Before he could analyze her any more, she began to introduce herself. Flatly, without any emotion, she stated simply, “Welcome to the Saffron City Institute for Psychic Development. I apologize for deceiving you about the name of this school. However, it is imperative that the world does not know who or what we are. We are funded in part by the Pokemon League and Public Funds. Many people have negative impressions of Psychic users. Thus, we must maintain our secrecy from the world. My name is Sabrina. I am the Pokemon Gym Leader of Saffron City.” Her brow furrowed slightly. The boy’s face had not changed since she started speaking. “I see this does not surprise you. Care to explain why?”
The boy smiled. “You really need to take better care of your computer information. It was quite easy to break your security codes. The use of various misnomers of people with telekinetic abilities as passwords was the dead giveaway. Your encryption techniques are really quite ancient. It only took me a couple of hours to break your code. I was quite surprised at some of the information that you had almost in the public domain.” He crossed his arms. “In fact, it was far too easy. Why would you store a list of all of your students, alumni, and staff in such a public location?”
Sabrina smiled, the first indication that she had some human tendancies after all. “It was a test. I wanted to make sure that you were the right candidate. Your credentials were quite high. I needed a way of checking your abilities. Do you remember the person who administered the enterance exams to you?”
“More than vaguely, why?” The boy cocked his head slightly, unsure of how that person fit in to the current conversation.
Sabrina took a step towards the boy. “He was there for two reasons. First, he was the proctor of the exam to your particular school. However, his second job was far more important.” She crossed her arms, the boy knowing that she had much more to explain to him. “He was supposed to project a psychic image across the classroom, one powerful enough so that only people strongly attuned to psychic brainwaves would be able to understand it. The memory and pattern recognition tests were a test of your psychic abilities. The first and second pictures that you were shown were exactly the same. However, the proctor was sending out minor mindscrambling brainwaves that have the effect of making attuned people see what we want them to see. When you correctly outlined the differences in the same pictures, I knew that you were an excellent candidate.”
She turned her back on him. “What I didn’t know, however, was how powerful your untrained psychic abilities were, so I had the proctor imprint a series of passwords into your brain. That was the reason our computer networks ere so easy for you to infiltrate.” She turned to find the boy gazing out a window, all but ignoring her speech. “I see that this holds no interest to you.” She put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Come, we shall go to your room. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
The boy turned towards Sabrina. “Actually, I’m more interested in your databases. From everything that I’ve seen, it will help my research to the point where it might finally be completed sufficiently enough for my first submission to the Pokemon League. I’m very anxious to continue my research.”
As he turned, he heard a voice in his head. If you wish. However, there are still many things that you must learn before you can effectively use our systems. The boy turned, a look of shock on his face. Sabrina bowed slightly, obviously slightly impressed with herself. “That is only the tip of the iceberg. Our computer systems run on psychic thought. If you wish full access to our systems in order to complete your research, you are going to need more psychic training than you currently have.” She extended her hand towards one of the many hallways surrounding her. “Now, then. Shall I escort you to your room, Recruit Bull of Blackthorn?”
