Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Full Digital Reality ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Author's Note: I don't own anything that has to do with the real-world version of Pokemon. Or Nintendo. I do, however, own all original characters, plots, concepts, and monsters. I know, usually fan-added Pokemon are usually horrible, but I'm following the pattern of generation releases. And I need enough generations for one to every couple of years, from 1995-2015. So I'll try to make sense!

Note 2: All the words joined by `-` aren't in the Micro. Word program, so I'm just cheating the spell-check. hehehehehe

Chapter 2- Pokemon: Beginnings

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

”Ugh… what time is it?”

All it took was one look at the alarm-clock to send Diane into panic.

”WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!”

Grabbing the little black Tae-Kwan-Do bag with all her games inside, Diane ran towards her parents' room. Not there. Alright, we'll try the kitchen!

”G'mournin'.”

”Mom! Dad! We have to go!”

”We know, we were waiting for you to wake up.”

”Then we have to go now!”

”After you get dressed.”

Diane looked down at herself. Kitten-pattern pajamas. No good.

”Berightback!”

Her parents watched with mild amusement as their daughter went sprinting back down the hallway, only to come back 20 seconds later properly dressed with her hair brush back.

”That was fast.”

”Yes. No talk now, drive!”


……Two Hours Later……

The beat-up green Tahoe finally arrived within sight of Pokemon Center NYC. The store had been updated 3 times since its opening, the last in preparation for the Final Game Release. In the past, a Release Party would have people dressed as the monsters, but this time the characters seemed to be… real.

”Wow, and I was thinking this was just a game…”

Clara, Diane's mom, was commenting on the HUGE crowd in front of them. Every possible parking-space was taken, and even the road was full of fans from a variety of age-groups, some somewhat older than expected. Diane merely grabbed her backpack of games.

”Could you drop me off here? We're late.”

”Alright, but you owe me.”

”Okay!”

Diane hopped out of the truck, making her way towards admissions. Amazing, there was almost no line, as not many people were arriving late.

”Do you have a pre-purchased ticket?”

Diane nodded and pulled the carefully-folded piece of paper out of her pocket. The lady in the ticket-booth looked it over, nodded, and reached behind the desk.

”You will be needing these, do not loose them.”

Diane has handed a small, colored cardboard box with a clear plastic front. Down the side of the box were the words `Pokemon: Beginnings' and inside were a blue and red cap with a stylized Pokeball on the front, a strange, disk-shaped devise, and a Pokeball.

”There is a confirmation code on the side. Do not lose or trade it!”

”Alright. Thank you!”

Diane stepped through the Pokemon Center's doors. It was crowded inside, but there was enough room to move. All of a sudden the clock, rimmed with Pokemon, struck 9 o'clock and the lights dimmed. Instantly the huge crowd silenced. From the cealing a platform lowered. Standing in it was a black-haired man in his mid-twenties, with one of those over-the-ear microphones. He was dressed as Ash Ketchum, even with a belt full of Pokeballs around his waist.

”TRAINERS! WELCOME TO THE GRAND RELEASE OF POKEMON: BEGGININGS, THE GREATEST GAME EVER MADE! ARE YOU READY TO START YOUR POKEMON JOURNEY!?”

The crowd cheered and the man pumped a fist into the air in one of those exaggerated, showy gestures.

”WHAT YOU ALL HAVE IN YOUR HANDS IS THE START OF YOUR ADVENTURE!”

There was a murmuring through the crowd.

”IN POKEMON: BEGGININGS YOU AREN'T MEARLY ROLE-PLAYING A POKEMON TRAINER! YOU REALLY ARE ONE! ALL IS MADE POSSIBLE WITH ELEMENTAL INCORPERATED'S DREAMWAVE! THIS EXCITING NEW TECHNOLOGY COMBINDS HOLOGRAPHIC TECH WITH AIRSOLIDIFICATIONâ„¢ AND THE MOST ADVANCED ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE PROGRAM IN THE WORLD TO BRING THE WORLD OF POKEMON TO LIFE!”

To demonstrate this, the Ash-performer removed a Pokeball from his belt and tossed it onto the floor of the platform. The little sphere glowed and, as if someone had brought the Anime to life, Pikachu popped out. The electric mouse looked around, hopped up on the platform's handrail, and waved at the crowd.

”CHU! PI-PI CA'CHU!”

The crowd, which had been whispering excitedly, went dead silent. The performer laughed.

”WITH POKEMON: BEGGININGS, YOUR DREAMS WILL COME TO LIFE! IN A MOMENT WE WILL LET YOU CHOOSE YOUR STARTING POKEMON, BUT FIRST! A CONTEST!”

The silence faded to murmurings.

”I WILL CALL OUT THREE SERIEAL NUMBERS! THE WINNERS WILL RECEIVE VERY SPECIAL, ONE-OF-A-KIND-POKEMON! ARE YOU READY!? THE FIRST NUMER IS-”