DonRoyale
Get on my choppa!
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The synopsis attached to the story:
Follow the journey of Grinder, an aspiring Pokemon trainer who's burdened by an overbearing albeit legendary family. Meeting tons of rivals along the way, Grinder hopes to become a strong trainer. Can he do it? Only one way to find out, and that's to R&R. (Note: R&R = Read & Review.)
I was contemplating whether I should link you to the story. Then I updated 4 times in 5 days. Yup, this gets a link.
EDIT: Thank you for pointing that out, kcander. Here is Chapter 1:
The Chronicles Of The Dragon Tamer
Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon, never will.
Now, I'm not the biggest expert on Pokemon, and I'm definitely not the best writer out there. I try, though-my plots are always good D
So, without further ado, I give you the Chronicles of the Dragon Tamer!
--
Chapter 1-The Journey
My name is Grinder. I'm the nephew of the legendary Dragon Pokemon trainer, Lance, and son of the Blackthorn Gym Leader, Clair. Yeah, big shoes to fill.
Our family is known for its strict rules and regulations-and I'm uninterested in following them. My ambition was always to be a successful Trainer who would grow close to his Pokemon, and raise them to be strong, caring creatures. However, my family had different ideas. They wanted me to carry on the family reputation by succeeding either Lance or Clair, judging by my skill.
However, my lack of interest in the family's obsession over dragons detached me from my possessive and controlling grandfather, who was the head of the family. My mother and uncle both wanted me to be happy doing what I wanted, and even told him right to his face that I should be free to pursue my own life, but Grandfather INSISTED I be more than just 'a petty trainer'.
But enough about my controlling grandfather. More about me. I'm a pretty smart kid for 12-I had knowledge about pretty much every Pokemon I had interest in. My favorite was ironically Dragonite, but despite that, I had little interest raising pure Dragons. Training one type of Pokemon, despite my grandfather's opinions, makes you a very closed-minded Trainer. You're free to your favorite type, but having just one type, despite the fact that you're dedicated to your favorite type, makes it very hard to be a successful trainer.
I wanted to train other Pokemon as well, but my grandfather wouldn't let me. However, my mother and I brought Lance over to
finally attempt to convince my grandfather to let me be my own man.
"How many times will I have to tell you? Grinder will be a dragon raiser, and succeed you. He can't be bothered with things such as training and badges…"
"Look, father…" Clair said. "If you aren't going to let your grandson live HIS life instead of YOURS, then I will regrettably be forced to withdraw from my position as Blackthorn's Gym Leader."
"And I will withdraw from the Pokemon League." Lance added.
"Ugh…You two are so determined to let him be a trainer? Fine. I'll give him a chance."
"Thank you, father. That wasn't so hard, now was-"
"BUT! He will have a mission. You see, we recently came across a new Dratini. Grinder will go on a training journey in Kanto, but will be forced to take this Dratini with him and raise it to a Dragonite by the time his journey is over."
"That's fine." I said. "I'll do it."
"Very well. If you can prove you have what it takes to raise Dragons, then I will allow you to become a full-fledged Trainer."
"Thank you, grandfather." I said.
My grandfather groaned. "I have a feeling I'm going to regret this…"
I was then given the Dratini. It looked nice enough.
"This is Drake. He'll be accompanying you on your journey. If you can raise him to a Dragonite by the time you reach the Pokemon League, I will recognize you as a Trainer, and let you pursue that if that is what you truly wish…"
"I will, trust me." I then returned Drake to its Poke Ball.
"Hey, Grinder…" Lance said. "I'm leaving back to Kanto tomorrow. You'll be coming with me, is that OK?"
"Sure. Thanks, Uncle Lance." I said.
Now, one of my hobbies is exploring the wilderness south of Blackthorn. The mountainous rock formations made for wonderful sunsets, and even better sunrises from Mt. Silver.
However, I suddenly heard a sound. I looked around to make sure nobody was there, and slowly moved backwards to head back to my house, fearing that I was being watched by the wild Pokemon in the area.
However, as I stepped back, I backed into something. Turning around, my heart jumped as I realized I backed into a Skarmory. The bird then spread its wings, screeching.
It began advancing toward me, but as it did, something came from behind me and smacked the bird in the head, causing it to become dizzy.
As I looked back, I saw a strange silver Graveler running towards us. As I prepared for it to attack me by taking a defensive pose, the Graveler picked up another loose rock and chucked it at the Skarmory. Once it reached maximum speed, the Graveler curled up into a ball and continued its charge, slamming its full body into the Skarmory, sending it flying. The bird fled.
Panting, I said, "Wow, thank you…" I then took greater notice of the fact that the Graveler was silver. "You're not like other Graveler, are you?"
The Graveler shook its head. It then pointed towards Blackthorn.
"Oh, yeah, Blackthorn, that's where I live."
The Graveler then came closer and made a gesture towards the city. It wanted to escort me home. I accepted the creature's hospitality and walked home with it.
"Oh, my God, Grinder, you're all right!" Clair exclaimed. "I heard a screech…are you OK?"
"Yeah, this Graveler here helped me…" I then gestured to the creature. It humbly scratched its head in response.
"A silver Graveler? Wow, I've never seen that before…" Clair said.
"Me neither…this one's quite unique…" I said.
Upon saying this, the Graveler looked down, ashamed.
"Hmm…" I said, trying to ponder the Graveler's situation. "You poor thing…you must not be accepted for your difference, are you?"
The Graveler sadly nodded.
"Well, you saved my son. We accept you. How can I possibly repay you for your kindness?" Clair asked.
The Graveler put its arm around my shoulder.
"You want to stay with us?" she asked.
The Graveler nodded.
"Well, here. I'll give you a Poke Ball to stay in." Clair took out a spare Poke Ball, and the Graveler jumped into it.
Clair looked around. "Grinder…I'll tell you what. I need to hide this for now, but when I can, I'll get this to you when you're on your journey, OK?"
"Thanks, mom. I won't tell Grandfather about this." I said.
"No problem, son. For now, though, you need some rest. You have a big journey ahead of you, and you want to be prepared."
I then went back home and prepped for my journey. I was anxious to leave, but my mother and uncle both told me that if I was passionate about my work, that I'd be successful.
I then went to bed shortly after, anxiously awaiting for tomorrow…
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If you're going to submit a review of the story, I ask that the review be to the story itself (at the bottom of the page of each chapter, you'll find a "submit review" button. You don't have to be registered at FanFiction.net to submit a review, but your PC username would be best, so I could find out who's been reading. Thanks!)
I'll bump this thread each time a new chapter is posted.
Your reviews (priority being the linked version as opposed to here) are greatly appreciated.
Thanks!
~The Don.
Follow the journey of Grinder, an aspiring Pokemon trainer who's burdened by an overbearing albeit legendary family. Meeting tons of rivals along the way, Grinder hopes to become a strong trainer. Can he do it? Only one way to find out, and that's to R&R. (Note: R&R = Read & Review.)
I was contemplating whether I should link you to the story. Then I updated 4 times in 5 days. Yup, this gets a link.
EDIT: Thank you for pointing that out, kcander. Here is Chapter 1:
The Chronicles Of The Dragon Tamer
Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon, never will.
Now, I'm not the biggest expert on Pokemon, and I'm definitely not the best writer out there. I try, though-my plots are always good D
So, without further ado, I give you the Chronicles of the Dragon Tamer!
--
Chapter 1-The Journey
My name is Grinder. I'm the nephew of the legendary Dragon Pokemon trainer, Lance, and son of the Blackthorn Gym Leader, Clair. Yeah, big shoes to fill.
Our family is known for its strict rules and regulations-and I'm uninterested in following them. My ambition was always to be a successful Trainer who would grow close to his Pokemon, and raise them to be strong, caring creatures. However, my family had different ideas. They wanted me to carry on the family reputation by succeeding either Lance or Clair, judging by my skill.
However, my lack of interest in the family's obsession over dragons detached me from my possessive and controlling grandfather, who was the head of the family. My mother and uncle both wanted me to be happy doing what I wanted, and even told him right to his face that I should be free to pursue my own life, but Grandfather INSISTED I be more than just 'a petty trainer'.
But enough about my controlling grandfather. More about me. I'm a pretty smart kid for 12-I had knowledge about pretty much every Pokemon I had interest in. My favorite was ironically Dragonite, but despite that, I had little interest raising pure Dragons. Training one type of Pokemon, despite my grandfather's opinions, makes you a very closed-minded Trainer. You're free to your favorite type, but having just one type, despite the fact that you're dedicated to your favorite type, makes it very hard to be a successful trainer.
I wanted to train other Pokemon as well, but my grandfather wouldn't let me. However, my mother and I brought Lance over to
finally attempt to convince my grandfather to let me be my own man.
"How many times will I have to tell you? Grinder will be a dragon raiser, and succeed you. He can't be bothered with things such as training and badges…"
"Look, father…" Clair said. "If you aren't going to let your grandson live HIS life instead of YOURS, then I will regrettably be forced to withdraw from my position as Blackthorn's Gym Leader."
"And I will withdraw from the Pokemon League." Lance added.
"Ugh…You two are so determined to let him be a trainer? Fine. I'll give him a chance."
"Thank you, father. That wasn't so hard, now was-"
"BUT! He will have a mission. You see, we recently came across a new Dratini. Grinder will go on a training journey in Kanto, but will be forced to take this Dratini with him and raise it to a Dragonite by the time his journey is over."
"That's fine." I said. "I'll do it."
"Very well. If you can prove you have what it takes to raise Dragons, then I will allow you to become a full-fledged Trainer."
"Thank you, grandfather." I said.
My grandfather groaned. "I have a feeling I'm going to regret this…"
I was then given the Dratini. It looked nice enough.
"This is Drake. He'll be accompanying you on your journey. If you can raise him to a Dragonite by the time you reach the Pokemon League, I will recognize you as a Trainer, and let you pursue that if that is what you truly wish…"
"I will, trust me." I then returned Drake to its Poke Ball.
"Hey, Grinder…" Lance said. "I'm leaving back to Kanto tomorrow. You'll be coming with me, is that OK?"
"Sure. Thanks, Uncle Lance." I said.
Now, one of my hobbies is exploring the wilderness south of Blackthorn. The mountainous rock formations made for wonderful sunsets, and even better sunrises from Mt. Silver.
However, I suddenly heard a sound. I looked around to make sure nobody was there, and slowly moved backwards to head back to my house, fearing that I was being watched by the wild Pokemon in the area.
However, as I stepped back, I backed into something. Turning around, my heart jumped as I realized I backed into a Skarmory. The bird then spread its wings, screeching.
It began advancing toward me, but as it did, something came from behind me and smacked the bird in the head, causing it to become dizzy.
As I looked back, I saw a strange silver Graveler running towards us. As I prepared for it to attack me by taking a defensive pose, the Graveler picked up another loose rock and chucked it at the Skarmory. Once it reached maximum speed, the Graveler curled up into a ball and continued its charge, slamming its full body into the Skarmory, sending it flying. The bird fled.
Panting, I said, "Wow, thank you…" I then took greater notice of the fact that the Graveler was silver. "You're not like other Graveler, are you?"
The Graveler shook its head. It then pointed towards Blackthorn.
"Oh, yeah, Blackthorn, that's where I live."
The Graveler then came closer and made a gesture towards the city. It wanted to escort me home. I accepted the creature's hospitality and walked home with it.
"Oh, my God, Grinder, you're all right!" Clair exclaimed. "I heard a screech…are you OK?"
"Yeah, this Graveler here helped me…" I then gestured to the creature. It humbly scratched its head in response.
"A silver Graveler? Wow, I've never seen that before…" Clair said.
"Me neither…this one's quite unique…" I said.
Upon saying this, the Graveler looked down, ashamed.
"Hmm…" I said, trying to ponder the Graveler's situation. "You poor thing…you must not be accepted for your difference, are you?"
The Graveler sadly nodded.
"Well, you saved my son. We accept you. How can I possibly repay you for your kindness?" Clair asked.
The Graveler put its arm around my shoulder.
"You want to stay with us?" she asked.
The Graveler nodded.
"Well, here. I'll give you a Poke Ball to stay in." Clair took out a spare Poke Ball, and the Graveler jumped into it.
Clair looked around. "Grinder…I'll tell you what. I need to hide this for now, but when I can, I'll get this to you when you're on your journey, OK?"
"Thanks, mom. I won't tell Grandfather about this." I said.
"No problem, son. For now, though, you need some rest. You have a big journey ahead of you, and you want to be prepared."
I then went back home and prepped for my journey. I was anxious to leave, but my mother and uncle both told me that if I was passionate about my work, that I'd be successful.
I then went to bed shortly after, anxiously awaiting for tomorrow…
-----------------------------------------
If you're going to submit a review of the story, I ask that the review be to the story itself (at the bottom of the page of each chapter, you'll find a "submit review" button. You don't have to be registered at FanFiction.net to submit a review, but your PC username would be best, so I could find out who's been reading. Thanks!)
I'll bump this thread each time a new chapter is posted.
Your reviews (priority being the linked version as opposed to here) are greatly appreciated.
Thanks!
~The Don.
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