|The Prodigy Trainer
Author: Bomb Ring PM
Though things get out of hand at times, James has commited himself to obtaining the national title. Success is not an option. It's the answer. He will meet friends, enimies, and even frienimies. And maybe, just maybe, if by some miracale...love?Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Humor - Chapters: 7 - Words: 18,250 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 10-10-12 - Published: 08-19-11 - id: 7303886
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THE PROGETY TRAINER
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon in anyway, except for copies of their games. If I did though the new Pokémon wouldn't be what it is today.
Claimer: I own my OCs, the plot, the satisfaction of finishing this story, and let us not forget about my brand new kantana.
James took a deep breath to calm him as he stood outside of the gym's doors. He has heard many rumors about this place. All of them spoke fear into James. Many talented trainers, even the ones specializing in water or ground.
"Now or never." James knew it was true. It had taken him many attempts to work up the courage he had now. He pushed his way through the doors. What he saw put James into a daze. Everything was made of marble, and there were several pillars along the sides of a huge room. The outside had not portrayed the real size of the gym. The ceiling was high enough for the green dragon that James's dad had told him about. It looked he was inside a mansion not a gym. The only thing that wasn't made of marble was the steel stands that were behind the marble pillars on both sides. "Amazing..." James mumbled to himself.
"Why, thank you." Said a voice. He quickly turned to his left and saw an old man standing there. He was wearing a white lab coat, but with bright red pants and a fiery suit underneath it. Although the thing that caught his attention was his shiny head. James was dazzled at the ability for the cranium to reflect light.
"I presume you are Blaine." James said, trying to not go blind.
"It all depends on what your here for." The man said. James took that as a yes. He knew this type of guy, and this was a stubborn one.
"The name is James and I came here to challenge this gym." He said as he offered his somewhat shaky hand.
Blainegrabbed his hand and said, "Very nice. I was getting bored of training my grand niece's Ponyta. The darn thing is more stubborn than I am." I knew it, he is stubborn. James thought to himself. "I could use a relaxing battle." He said as he rubbed his neck which was sore. "Tell me, how many badges do you have?"
"How many fingers am I holding up?" James said like he was bored, which he was, with both his hands in his pockets.
"New trainer, are you? Lucky for you, we had some new hatchlings yesterday." James swore he saw an evil smirk in those eyes as he said that sentence.
James swallowed. He had herd rumors even about the newborns. One kid had posted on YouTube a video of a day old Growlith taking down an Onix. James's courage waned.
James waved atBlainesaying, "Bye Ossan!" He said, backpedaling to the door. He exited, and let out an exaggerated sigh. "What a crazy old man." he said to himself. He headed off towards thePokémonCenter. It was the one place beside's his own home he knew he would be able to sit down at, at least in comfort. As soon as he entered, he looked at the empty room. Either the place was jammed pack full of Pokémon Trainers, or the Pokémon Center Trainer population was next to none.
Right now it was the latter. He and the lone Nurse Joy were the only two in the building and this tall guy in the corner. James walked up to the counter and said, "Hi, I like to get my Pokémon back please." James said with his smirk. One of the five reasons why he didn't battle with Blainewas he had forgotten he had left his Pokémon with Joy. The Nurse Joy smiled, then went through the "Employees only" door to retrieve his Pokémon, after a short period of time she came back with a tray that had two Poké Balls on it. He then took the two Poké Balls on the tray and left with a thanks. He exited thePokémonCenter, and then let both of his Pokémon out of their Poké Balls.
"Charmander, char! (Yeah, I am finally out of that prison cell!)" Reezahdohn exclaimed.
"Ri, ri. (It's not that bad in there.) Anubis said to him.
"Char, char, char, char! (Well, I lost my internet connection while watching the first episode of Pokémon Black and White!)" Reezahdohn said, stomping angrily.
"Riolu. (Pikachu gets his butt kicked by a grass type about your strength.)" Anubis said, disappointed in the current Pokémon Anime.
"Char...CHAR! (Oh...hey the human is leaving us!)" Reezahdohn said, and he ran after James. Anubis followed more slowly. He knew James wasn't going to leave them. James left thePokémonCenterand went to the center of the island. There he found many gift shops, restaurants, and anything else you can think of. Some were simple family businesses, while others were national/international business, like Poké 'R' Us, McTauros, or Pika Mart. These weren't what James was looking for in the midst of all these was a simple shop blending in with the wall, almost unnoticeable next to the neon signs of the Arcade. A small window with an 'open' sign hung on the other side of the window, and with simple black letters on the door it says 'Pawn Shop' at the top.
James walked in to the surprisingly well conditioned shop, full with things from 'Potions' to 'Full Restores', rubber bands to guns, sand to gems. You name it. You could find it here. He took a deep breath, remembering how he found this place. James discovered this shop at a young age when he was trying to survive long enough to tell the tale...
A young boy at the age of eight was running through the crowd as fast as his legs could carry is small body. He was having a panic attack because he just spilled grape juice over his mother's new expensive rug. She didn't care that she might get in trouble with the law for child abuse; he had just ruined her furniture. As he was sprinting, James noticed a door closing, and he hoped that it lead to a safe place. He ran inside hoping to avoid the dark side of his mother. After he felt the air calm down he loosened up. Soon curiosity took over him. After all his was just a kid. The young boy went exploring his new surroundings and eventually found the owner of the store, Sakaki. His was a man who looked like he was in his mid thirties with black eyes and brown hair. This man had an atmosphere that said "the boss".
"This ain't a place for a kid." Sakaki said. His voice had a commanding tone, like the guys on the T.V. that would always command the others. James got down on his hands and knees, and started doing the wimpiest pushups someone could do. After a pause Sakaki spoke again, "What are you doing? I said to scram kid." This time he had a hint of annoyance in his voice. So this guy wasn't like the T.V. people. Young James thought to himself.
"Why?" James said, standing up and doing a decent attempt at acting innocent. "Listen, kid, I am not what you call friendly. If you knew anything about me, then you would get out right now!" Sakaki said, sending chills down the 'Barely a big kid' kid spine. "But, this is a store, right?" asked the youth boldly "Don't you want people to come in?"
"Only certion people, and that's not you!" Sakaki's voice mellowed a bit. "Tell me, what makes you so special?"
"Well my left foot is bigger than my right one." James sad as he lifted up both his feet at the same time causing him to fall down. "Oww..." Sakaki shook his head. "Kid, that ain't what I meant. You gotta have skills, and able to keep a secret."
"But I am good at keeping secrets. I know loads of them." James said defiantly.
"Oh yah? Like what?" Sakaki said.
"I can't tell you. Their secrets..."
"Come on kid, tell me." Sakaki reached for something on the near by counter.
"Nope, not gonna tell because-" James was quickly cut off.
"Alright, now I'm telling you that you need to tell me." Sakaki pulled a pistol off of his desk, and pointed it at the young kid. "Or you'll have to answer to this." He cocked it, and the unmistakable sound filled the building. James knew what the gun was. He had seen what they did to the people on the show's his mother watched.
"Please don't kill me!" The kid wailed, falling to the floor and covering his head.
"Those secrets." Sakaki said, yelling furiously.
"I... no. I can't tell you because their secrets!" He said, trembling in fear.
"Alright, but remember that this was your own doing, not mine." Sakaki said. After an audible gun shot everything went silent for a moment. Something hit James in the back of the neck, a liquid flowed out of his mouth right after he got shot at point blank range, and the liquid tasted like...nothing?
"Water?" The kid said. He felt the back of his neck, and it was wet with the liquid.
"You passed the test." Sakaki said, dropping the gun to the floor. "You just the kind of customers that I take." He said. James looked up from his fetal position to see that Sakaki was smiling. "Whenever you feel like you need to drop a couple bucks for quality stuff, feel free to come back. This is a gift from me." Sakaki put his foot onto the gun, and then slid it over to James, who just looked down at it. "One of the finest fake guns money can buy. Just don't tell anyone where you got it. It's a secret."
James grabbed it, got up, and turned to leave.
"Wait kid, tell me, what is your name?"
End of Flashback
"Sakaki, you there?" James shouted out.
"In the back!" Came a voice from, well... the back. He probably was messing with new merchandise, or that lame thing he had gotten. James hopped the counter, and then approached the far door. As par usual, it was locked, and there was no key. Besides, even if you did craft a key, it would quickly be out dated. The lock was set to a new setting every day. It was a matter of security to Sakaki. James pulled out his membership "Gift" a case used to store glasses. He popped it open. Inside were many tools of importance. A time stamp, a decoder, power route, and, most importantly, Lock picks. It was a requirement that all members of the pawn shop had to know how to use all of them. James worked with the tumblers and threw open the door.
Sakaki was bent over his desk, tentatively working on an unusual device. He had several tools scattered across his desk.
"Still tinkering with that thing, ossan?" James said. He casually glanced over the shelves. This is where the real shop was kept.
"I've been trying to figure out how this works for over a decade now, and you think I am just going to stop? And how many times have I told you to stop calling that?" He said. He put down his tools in frustration, and then turned around to face James.
"All I am saying is that maybe you should move on... and 3,473 times." James paused, than added, "So what goodies do we have this week?" Sakaki put on his business man face, smiling slightly at the question, "You doubt my merchandise? You never learn. Yes, I got some new stock. Let's check what we have for item number one." He pulled out a big bag, and held it wide for James to see. "Our first item is these big gems. These were mined from Hoenn where they were first discovered. I can't vouch for their real worth, but from me to you, their $400 apiece." Inside were some rather impressive looking gems. There was about seven of them, and they were bigger than James's hand. No two gems were the same color, either. "But here's a special deal. Buy them all, and I'll throw in some more ammo for you gun." James picked one of the emeralds and examined it. It felt... heavy. And he didn't like the feel of it. "Sorry, but I have no use for girl's trinkets." He compromised.
Sakaki grumbled something and grabbed a box thing. "This right here is something before your time, this something I like to call a Nintendo Entertainment System or NES for short. And the NE-"
"Listen. I find this amazing, and would really like to buy it and everything but, I'm now a trainer." He gestured to Anubis and Reezahdohn back in the main shop, "So can you show me something that would be more fitting for traveling?" Sakaki went back to finding items, "Please stop trying to scam me and get something worthwhile. I have been around you for years, so I know when I see a scam."
"Fine. I guess being a member does have that advantage..." Sakaki mumbled to himself. He continued browsing his shelves to find a good item. "Ah-Ha! Here we go. What we have here is something so rare I have only...err...found 6 of them in my lifetime. And don't you mind the gems. They were found together." He grabbed an ordinary box with a simple lock on it. So simple that all was needed was to press the button inside it with a thin stick. Inside were six orbs that gave off a strange multi-color light. The oddest thing about them was no matter what direction you looked at them there was this strange cross on them. "I am not sure what these are but they sure are interesting. Nothing like them in the world. Now the cost is cheap for such beautiful and, might I add, distracting orbs. I'll let your imagination run on that. For the first one I sell for, say, $600, and keep adding 15% as the amount I have decrease…"
James than cut him off, "Sakaki, what did I tell you about..." You must buy as much as you can. James head whipped around, his body following. No one was there. I wonder what that was. James thought to himself.
As soon as he thought that the voice came back saying, That would be me. Like before, he tried to locate the voice, but it was never were it seamed, "Who's there?"
"Charmander..." (Great, we got a genius...). Reezahdohn said to Anubis, although Anubis wasn't paying attention, he was paying attention to the new aura flowing to James.
Calm down I only come to speak to you to help guide you in your life.
AnD tO TorMaNT yoU FoReVEr! James legs went weak.
BROTHER! Sorry About that my brother is a little, err crazy.
oR Am i?
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" James fell to his knees, and tried to suppress the voice with his hands. Sakaki, Reezahdohn, and Anubis where all staring at him. Even for James, this was out there. "Don't tell me. I'm going to look down and not be wearing pants. Then I will grow a beard and ride on a Sharpedo in the middle of the mall, where..."SNAP OUT OF IT! The voice yelled at him. James smacked his hands over his ears.
ArE YoU ShUrE We ShOuLd HeLp ThIs... ThInG?
At least I don't go insulting people to their brain. James thought.
WaTcH YoUrSeLf. It warned.
Regardless... The other voice continued. It is my absolute good judgment that you buy all you can afford of those. Their even more valuable than he is selling them for. Far more valuable.
It doesn't matter why. Not yet. Just buy them.
AnD GeT Me SoMe CaNdy, NeW cOmEr!
James let the awkward silence hang.
He blinked several times, and his eyes hurt. He had been starring off at the orbs.
"You okay? Dead customers don't bring in much profit." Sakaki said.
"Yes." He said slowly.
"You see. Like I said. Distracting. You want them or not?"
"Let's see how much I got..." He said. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and then grabbed his wallet from his back pocket. After finding his wallet he grabbed a bunch of 100's and 50's. "Looks like I can only get one of them, something tells me I'll need it."
Sakaki grabbed James by the shoulder and pulled him closer, "Now that's what I'm talking about, been a while since I sold something to ya." Once the dough was handed over Sakaki handed James his orb which went straight into his pocket.
'You mind keeping the rest in reserve for me? I'm interested in getting more later on. Anubis, Reezahdohn, Get out of the fake pearls. Its time to head out. Onwards to Blaze's gym!"
AN: After who knows how many months I finally posted a new chapter. The main problem was this story was half editted by _ and he lost his internet connection till just last week. And to the small number of people who read this, I just want to say thanks for helping me think my story doesn't totally suck. Another thing, the next chapter is half way done, and if I actually get reviewers, I won't delay the next chapter for months.