*THREE YEARS AGO*
*New Bark*
In a small town southeast of Goldenrod, a pidgey landed on a tree. The tree was not a large tree but it was large enough to provide shade for a young boy and girl. They lay in the shadow of the tree. The young boy had a PokeGear blasting out music. The young boy, referred to as Quartz, asked the girl, “When are we going to get our own Pokémon and start a journey?” The young girl laughed. “Quartz do you really think that they’d let a kid that got kicked out of Trainer’s School have a Pokemon?”
“Come on, Fiorite!” Quartz moaned, “You know I don’t focus well in school!”
Fiorite just looked at him. “You also know that I won’t leave New Bark until you do! We’ve been best friends since we were five!”
Quartz sighed. “I’m sorry I brought it up.” Fiorite grunted and lied up against the tree and started to nod off to sleep. Quartz watched her as he knew his best friend had trouble sleeping.
“BREAKING NEWS!”
“Huh?” Quartz focused his gaze upon his Poke gear. Fiorite snapped right up.
“A NEW LAW HAS BEEN ISSUED FOR ALL OF JOTHO AND KANTO! THIS NEW LAW STATES THAT THE LEGAL AGE FOR OWNING POKEMON AND OWNING A TRAINER’S LICENSE IS NOW THIRTEEN YEARS OF AGE! THAT IS ALL FOR THIS BREAKING NEWS!”
“Fiorite, did you here that!” Quartz exclaimed, “I can still be a trainer! I just need to pass Trainer School!” Quartz ran laps around the tree. Fiorite smiled, “Yeah. I did hear that.” she barely got the answer out. Why she barely got the answer out? Due to the law her trainer card got revoked, meaning she will have to retake Trainer School. But she still smiled because now at least her friend will be there too.
*THREE YEARS LATER*
*New Bark*
A strong rain was coming down as hard as hail. Out of the door’s of Trainer’s School burst Quartz happily dancing, “I can’t believe that I just got my license!” Quartz shouted in a happy tone. Fiorite followed Quartz out of the building.
“I can’t believe that I had to retake my test.” Fiorite muttered.
“I can’t want till tomorrow.” Quartz said.
“Why?”
“Because, we get our own Pokemon tomorrow!”
Quartz and Fiorite walked down the path that lead to the central area of New Bark. As they walked past the Pokemon lab, a man wearing a lab coat with brown hair yelled to them, “Oi! Quart, Fio, come over ‘ere.” Quartz and Fiorite walked over to the brown haired man.
“I heard you two got your Trainer License’s today! Congrats!”
“Thanks, Professor Elm!” Quartz replied.
“Hey, I need an errand ran. Could you two please take care of it for me?” Elm asked.
“Sure, I’d love to!” Quartz replied.
Elm directed his attention on Fiorite, “How about you, Fio?”
Fiorite, a little annoyed, said, “Only if you stop calling me Fio, and you give us starters, a Jotho for Quartz and a Kanto for me.”
Elm cringed at the thought of giving up one of his rare starters, especially a Kanto starter that Prof. Oak gave him, “Fine. But you might want to go home, get some rest, and tell your parents where you will be going.”
“Got it!” Quartz grabbed Fiorite’s hand and pulled her to her house. “Byeseeyouinthemorning!” Quartz hurriedly said and left. Fiorite smiled as her friend ran home. Fiorite turned to the door and noticed a note on the door. She squinted at the note because the handwriting was small. On the note it read:
Fiorite, me and your dad are working late tonight, there is some food on the counter, also don’t forget to feed Nuemue.
-Love, Mom
P.S. Your Pokegear came back from the shop.
Fiorite saddened, she opened the door and walked in. Then a delcatty ran up to Fiorite and meowed. “Hey Nuemue,” Fiorite started, “This may be the last time that I’ll see you.”
Meanwhile…
Quartz burst through the front door. “Mom! Guess what!” Quartz looked around. “Mom?” Quartz wandered around the house. Than he heard a loud knock at the door. He flew down the stairs, and ran up to the door. Quartz opened the door, revealing a boy around his age with red hair, right next to the red-haired boy was a sneasal. Quartz analyzed the red-haired boy and noticed a small bag that he was carrying. “What do you want?” Quartz asked. “Excuse me,” the red-haired boy started, “but I need a place to sleep.”
*New Bark*
In a small town southeast of Goldenrod, a pidgey landed on a tree. The tree was not a large tree but it was large enough to provide shade for a young boy and girl. They lay in the shadow of the tree. The young boy had a PokeGear blasting out music. The young boy, referred to as Quartz, asked the girl, “When are we going to get our own Pokémon and start a journey?” The young girl laughed. “Quartz do you really think that they’d let a kid that got kicked out of Trainer’s School have a Pokemon?”
“Come on, Fiorite!” Quartz moaned, “You know I don’t focus well in school!”
Fiorite just looked at him. “You also know that I won’t leave New Bark until you do! We’ve been best friends since we were five!”
Quartz sighed. “I’m sorry I brought it up.” Fiorite grunted and lied up against the tree and started to nod off to sleep. Quartz watched her as he knew his best friend had trouble sleeping.
“BREAKING NEWS!”
“Huh?” Quartz focused his gaze upon his Poke gear. Fiorite snapped right up.
“A NEW LAW HAS BEEN ISSUED FOR ALL OF JOTHO AND KANTO! THIS NEW LAW STATES THAT THE LEGAL AGE FOR OWNING POKEMON AND OWNING A TRAINER’S LICENSE IS NOW THIRTEEN YEARS OF AGE! THAT IS ALL FOR THIS BREAKING NEWS!”
“Fiorite, did you here that!” Quartz exclaimed, “I can still be a trainer! I just need to pass Trainer School!” Quartz ran laps around the tree. Fiorite smiled, “Yeah. I did hear that.” she barely got the answer out. Why she barely got the answer out? Due to the law her trainer card got revoked, meaning she will have to retake Trainer School. But she still smiled because now at least her friend will be there too.
*THREE YEARS LATER*
*New Bark*
A strong rain was coming down as hard as hail. Out of the door’s of Trainer’s School burst Quartz happily dancing, “I can’t believe that I just got my license!” Quartz shouted in a happy tone. Fiorite followed Quartz out of the building.
“I can’t believe that I had to retake my test.” Fiorite muttered.
“I can’t want till tomorrow.” Quartz said.
“Why?”
“Because, we get our own Pokemon tomorrow!”
Quartz and Fiorite walked down the path that lead to the central area of New Bark. As they walked past the Pokemon lab, a man wearing a lab coat with brown hair yelled to them, “Oi! Quart, Fio, come over ‘ere.” Quartz and Fiorite walked over to the brown haired man.
“I heard you two got your Trainer License’s today! Congrats!”
“Thanks, Professor Elm!” Quartz replied.
“Hey, I need an errand ran. Could you two please take care of it for me?” Elm asked.
“Sure, I’d love to!” Quartz replied.
Elm directed his attention on Fiorite, “How about you, Fio?”
Fiorite, a little annoyed, said, “Only if you stop calling me Fio, and you give us starters, a Jotho for Quartz and a Kanto for me.”
Elm cringed at the thought of giving up one of his rare starters, especially a Kanto starter that Prof. Oak gave him, “Fine. But you might want to go home, get some rest, and tell your parents where you will be going.”
“Got it!” Quartz grabbed Fiorite’s hand and pulled her to her house. “Byeseeyouinthemorning!” Quartz hurriedly said and left. Fiorite smiled as her friend ran home. Fiorite turned to the door and noticed a note on the door. She squinted at the note because the handwriting was small. On the note it read:
Fiorite, me and your dad are working late tonight, there is some food on the counter, also don’t forget to feed Nuemue.
-Love, Mom
P.S. Your Pokegear came back from the shop.
Fiorite saddened, she opened the door and walked in. Then a delcatty ran up to Fiorite and meowed. “Hey Nuemue,” Fiorite started, “This may be the last time that I’ll see you.”
Meanwhile…
Quartz burst through the front door. “Mom! Guess what!” Quartz looked around. “Mom?” Quartz wandered around the house. Than he heard a loud knock at the door. He flew down the stairs, and ran up to the door. Quartz opened the door, revealing a boy around his age with red hair, right next to the red-haired boy was a sneasal. Quartz analyzed the red-haired boy and noticed a small bag that he was carrying. “What do you want?” Quartz asked. “Excuse me,” the red-haired boy started, “but I need a place to sleep.”