Honestly, I don't know what it is that I'm here for. When I first met AJ, he was a little bit crazy to me. He chose me, but I'm not sure he really meant to choose me. However, I was grateful. He chose me and because of that, he expanded my world. I met many people and befriended many pokemon.
AJ was undoubtedly a good kid. He was my master and still is—and forever will be. My first and only master. His methods of training me were a little unorthodox in my opinion. We attempted to battle a wild Pidgey once and for some reason—even though I knew I could have taken it down with a tackle or two—AJ commanded me to use leer so many times, I actually lost count. My eyes hurt a lot afterwards, and it felt like everything was glowing in red—red...just so much red.
We met an old companion of mine when we were heading to a town that had a sweet aroma of Sakura trees. It was the first time I saw the flowers in bloom. Previously, Elm—the man who introduced me to my master—only took me through this town once to meet a man by the name of Oak. I remembered the scent from way back then—when I was truly just a little baby—and it seemed to be fated that I'd meet Chikorita back here again. However, we were enemies and her master stole her away from Elm. Upon her defeat, I tried to talk to her and ask what had happened, but she glared at me and told me "the end is coming."
I didn't understand back then, and quite frankly, I still don't quite understand now.
A little further into our journey, AJ and I became acquainted with Brian, a Pidgey who seemed determined to make a path open for himself. It seems that he grew up having many tell him he'd never amount to the greatness of Bird Jesus. I didn't know who he was at first, but Brian took the time to walk me through the story of adventure of the great Bird Jesus. I was left in awe and shock—the incredible Pidgeot seemed to have gone through a great number of trials in order to revive his god: the Holy Helix, Omanyte.
Not long after, AJ had two more friends to introduce me to. One was a Sentret whom we considered our protector. We dubbed him "Admiral", and for much of our journey, he helped guide us along. With his mighty sword, he cut down obstacles one after another—quickly becoming my idol and instructor.
After the introduction of Admiral, we met Oxxy Ozzworm the Caterpie. She had a weird sense of fashion, always choosing to wear these odd sort of circular shades over her eyes.
By the time I realized it, it was no longer just AJ and I. We had three other companions who tried their best to support us—to support AJ. It seemed that AJ was ill. Many times, he would stop in his tracks and cry out about the voices that screamed in his head. My master—our master—was on the verge of insanity and I was afraid that I would lose him.
We, the party, tried to ease AJ's mind. We helped to guide him to Violet City, a city known for the famous Sprout Tower training spot and the Violet City Gym. Admiral was the one who did most of the guiding. He was very knowledgable about this region and knew things I would never think of knowing about. It seemed that back in the days, he worked as a scout for his gang and had to learn to collect information very quickly for the benefit of his team.
It was an easy victory for us at Violet City Gym. We obtained the Zephyr badge for our master but I don't think AJ really noticed the badge or the victory. Instead, as if something was calling him there, he led us to an eerie place known as the Ruins of Alph.
Strange creatures infested the ruins and they frightened us all—except for Admiral. He stood tall on his tail and led us to safety, and in our journey of terror, we welcomed a baby into the world: Prince Omelette, a Togepi of immeasurable strength.
I never forgot about the moments in the ruins, though. My master hardly slept a wink after the incident at Alph, and sometimes even neglected to acknowledge the existence of the party—save for me. AJ, when we wandered around the routes at night, always pat me on the head and smiled. I think he wanted me to get stronger, but I didn't understand what I would ever need the strength for.
Somehow, one night, I remembered the dark tone of Chikorita's voice as she told me "the end is coming" and I became so frightened that I went to Admiral for guidance.
Admiral heard my fears and nodded, even though he didn't have much of anything to say. My rant woke up Prince Omelette who burst into tears because he was exhausted from the lack of rest. Admiral quietly walked over to Prince and cradled him in his arms, and I saw the tears subside from Prince's eyes.
"You're amazing," I said.
"Why do you say that?" Admiral asked me. He glanced over at me and I noticed the reflection of the campfire burning in his eyes—but it was a kind fire...a gentle one.
"...you just are," I said.
Admiral laughed at me, very quietly, and pat my head. He said, "you're amazing yourself, Lazor."
"...do you really think so?" I asked.
"Yes. I know so," he said before placing Prince back down near AJ's resting body.
This was the first night we spent resting in a long time and I never realized how beautiful silence was until now.
As if he read my mind, Admiral walked over to me and placed his arm over my shoulder. "Look at the beautiful stars," he said.
And I did. And they were, like he said, absolutely beautiful.
"Have a good rest, Lazor. Who knows when you will be able to rest like this again?" Admiral smiled at me as he guided me to AJ's quiet body.
"...what about you?" I asked him.
"A leader must always watch out for his teammates, Lazor. Remember that well. You will be a leader someday, too," Admiral told me.
I never knew my father. Neither did Chikorita nor Cyndaquil. Not a single one of us knew who our parents were. I remembered coming into the world alone and I cried until I heard the voices of Chikorita and Cyndaquil somewhere else. We introduced ourselves—actually, I think it was more like Chikorita introduced herself to me and dragged Cyndaquil into the introduction.
"We're orphans, just like you, Totodile," she said to me.
"...what's...an orphan?" I asked.
"It means our parents didn't want us," Cyndaquil quickly said.
"...didn't...want...us?" I repeated.
"Cyndaquil! What are you doing? He's just a little baby," Chikorita scolded him.
I didn't really hear their conversation though. It was as though the words swallowed me whole. I wasn't wanted...that's why I was born into the world cold, and alone.
"Listen, Totodile. It's true. Our parents...they didn't want us. But, Elm here did. He found us before he even knew who we were and took us in. He told us that we will be loved and cared for one day very soon, because he arranged for a few young trainers to come and adopt us. So...just because we weren't wanted by a few people doesn't mean we weren't wanted at all." Chikorita placed one of her forelegs on my shoulder and pat it. She looked at me a warm kind of sympathy and I felt the kindness of the world for the first time through this simple interaction.
In amidst of my thought, I heard Admiral call out to me.
"Lazor. Are you okay?" Admiral asked, his voice sounded very concerned.
"...yes, I'm fine, Admiral," I nodded. "I think...I think I will go to sleep." I found my place near AJ's heart and cuddled beside my master's body.
"Sleep well, Lazor," Admiral said while patting me to sleep.
I never knew my father. But...I knew Admiral...and he was the best father I never had.
"Hey, Admiral?" I called out to him, sleepily.
"Yeah?" he responded.
"...I hope...that one day...when I'm all grown up...I become like you. Strong and admirable," I told him.
It might've been the fact that I was tired or even just the red-orange burn that came from the campfire, but I thought I saw Admiral's eyes become glazed like he was tearing up when he said "thank you" to me that night.
When morning came, AJ introduced us to Wooper Goldberg, a male amphibious creature who looked too pretty to be a boy. In our introductions, he told us to call him "BK" in favor of the name our master gave him. We all had a nice laugh at the incident and I felt calm for a while—calm and content.
Then, we met Chikorita and her master, a red-haired boy named Silver. She seemed angrier than she was the last time, and after their defeat, I tried to talk to her again.
She used her last ounce of energy to shoot sharp leaves my way before completely fainting.
I asked her if she was happy with her new master.
I don't think she was.
--; March 6th, 2014
So uhh...yeah. What can I say? The fanart for TPPC gave me a case of the major feels.
This is part one. I'll be working on a part two.
I'm actually quite happy with how everything turned out.
I don't know 100% the story, so if I got the names wrong, leave a comment and let me know. A lot of this came from TVTropes' Recap page for TPPC—so thank you TVTropes.org! I also found information from http://www.reddit.com/r/twitchplayspokemon/wiki/historyoftpp_gen2, so thank you reddit user Pureownege75.
I hope you enjoyed my fanfiction.
I'm really excited to write about Admiral and Prince Omelette's release scene, so, LOOK FORWARD TO IT! Hopefully it can give you a lot of feels, LOOOL.
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