Geon-Solastor

Ian walked into the radio tower with a scowl on his face. "Those kids messed everything up!" He thought to himself. "I shouldn't have been so cocky..." he muttered. He shrugged it off and walked to the elevator. Giovanni had told him to send him a coded message through the radio. The code was different depending on whether he succeeded or failed, Ian gulped and took a deep breath as he walked towards the elevator. He wasn't looking forward to this. Suddenly the receptionist called out, "Excuse me, sir, you can't go in there!" Ian kept walking regardless. The receptionist started yelling, "I don't want to use force sir, please step away fr

"I couldn't have been more wrong." George muttered as they walked into the Pokemon gym. The whole place had been outfitted like a farm, but that was the normal part. There were Milktanks everywhere. They were either doing nothing, milking themselves, rolling into each other, or walking into walls. Out of nowhere a man in a cow costume complete with an udder jumped out from behind a fence. "I'm Gym Leader Toma. Are you here to challenge me?" Toma facepalmed and George just muttered, "Horribly, horribly wrong…." The odd cow man looked down at Toma, "Hey, you look familiar." Toma jolted up, "NO, NO I DON'T!" Karen walked up to him and

Ian yelled in frustration as Celebi seemed to disappear right in front of him. "DAMN IT, I was this close… YOU," He screamed pointing to George, "This is all YOUR fault!" Ian's Ratticate looked away from the ranger, and looked at George. George began to panic and looked around for his sisters Haunter, only to find with dismay that it was still a lifeless heap. George took a few steps back as the Ratticate approached hungrily. "Haven't you done enough?" George shouted. Ian hesitated and looked at the shattered remains of the school bus. He sighed and put his Ratticate back in a pokeball. He jumped out of the bus muttering curses and insu

George walked into the class, Toma eyeing him with anger. He didn't have to worry about that long though, because within minutes they were packed onto a small school bus heading towards Snowy Pine forest. George took his seat and glanced around at his classmates. Across from him was Karen, sitting calmly with a Bulbasaur on her lap, its vines tying themselves in knots. In front of her was Kenni, who was rolling his Poliwag around on the floor, laughing a little. Jed and Naomi were sitting across from each other, each staring diligently out the window as to avoid eye contact. Naomi's Venonat hissed at Jed's Paras, causing it to lash out with i

George awoke in his bed and sat up in a daze. He could quickly feel sleep seeping back into his eyes, as he started to sink into his pillow. The alarm clock going off beside his head was a nuisance, but not enough of one to get him to move. He didn't see why he had to keep going to school, he was almost twelve. What else could I have to learn, he thought? Just before the warm embrace of sleep overtook him, his Mother barged into the room, snapping him awake. "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING YOUNG MAN? YOU HAVE SCHOOL TODAY!!!!" "Mom….I know.. but I just…" "Don't give me any of that mister, you can't expect to become a gre

Ian sat in his chair, fidgeting constantly. His father nudged him gently and Ian crossed his arms, sighing with defeat. There was a man speaking to his parents, he didn't pay much attention. All he knew was that the mans name was far too long to pronounce, Givonani, or something like that... He didn't know why his parents had dragged him to this meeting; they knew he didn't care much for their business ventures. Ian's parents currently had the sole patent for the production and distribution of Pokeballs, a current necessity for trainers. They were constantly dragging their teenage son to all of their business meetings, in the hopes that it