WOW! Here is my fanfic I am showing you. Now for the stupid oath thingy
that
you need to say so that no one sues you. Ok, I am going to say this only
once. I DO NOT
OWN POKEMON!!! If I did, for one I would be in Japan (which would be
somewhat
cool). Second, I would be a millionaire and make this a bestseller novel
(which would
also be pretty cool too). Anyway, I hope you like it. It might be a
little long but packs a
lot of punch. Oh, one more thing, when this "(…)" is shown, it means that
I have
something to say. So, ladies and germs, I present to you my fanfic, A
Super Master
Trainer!
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***

   In a nice sunny town called New Bark, a new pokemon trainer is about to
emerge
from his lifetime home. The good thing about this "newbbie" is that he is
sooooo excited.

BEEP! BEEP!

"Uh…Oh come on, you stupid clock. Just a few more minutes." The new
trainer
Mark Sketch moaned from under his bed covers (really excited, huh).

As Mark was going back to dream land, his mom, Trisha Sketch, called him
down
for breakfast.  He moaned and got up and put on his cloths on. He always
put on a white
T- shirt, blue jeans, a red jacket that he pulls over his T- shirt, his
special shoes that used
to be his dad's, and a red bandana. After he got dressed, he ran down
stairs to grub. It was
his favorite, a BLT (bacon, lettuce, and tomato) sandwich, a rice ball,
and ten pieces of
maple candy. He gobbled everything except four candies.

"Mom, I am starting my quest." Mark called out to her.

"Wait! You almost forgot your Poke Gear that I picked up from the repair
shop."
Trish said from the living room (ok, dose she eyes at the back or her
head or something).

She handed Mark his Poke Gear and gave him a big hug. She told him that
she
was proud of him and would miss him.

"Thanks mom, I'll miss you too." Mark said as he lifted his bandana to
mat down
his hair to make sure that the spikes were forward out.

And with that, he headed out the door to start his adventure at Pro.
Elm's lab.


@At Pro. Elm's lab@


   "WHAT! What do you mean that you don't have the Cyndaquil?!" Mark
yelled at the Pro.
   
   "I'm very sorry Mark, but a trainer came this morning before you. You
know the motto, "first come, first serve"." Elm explained.
   
   Mark sighed and turned to go out the door. Elm looked out the window to
see Mark trudging along the dirt rode.

   Meanwhile, Mark had almost came so close to the doorknob to open the
door, when a Cubone came flying out of the air.

   "CUUUUBOOONE !!"
   
   Mark ran over to where the Cubone landed. There was a Pokemon Center
machine in Elm's lab, but needed repair. The nearest Pokemon Center was
in
Cherrygrove City, but was two miles away. And anything couldn't get worse
right,
WRONG. A thunderstorm was due at this time. Mark was not the kind of
person who
liked to run two miles in a thunderstorm, but had to help Cubone somehow.
Mark made up his mind, he was going for it. He ran toward Cherrygrove
City.

   The farther Mark ran, the darker the clouds became. Mark became afraid,
and the rain was pelting his body. The thunder crashed and the lightning
flashed.

   “I…can’t…fail…Cubone.” Mark said to himself.

   Suddenly, Mark tripped over a tree root and fell to the ground. Cubone
also fell out of Mark’s hands. Mark looked up from the ground and saw
Cubone, flinching and whimpering. Mark got up and picked up Cubone. He
ran until he could see the Pokemon Center. Everyone was in his or her
nice, cozy, homes out of the rain. Mark busted through the Pokemon Center
door. Nurse Joy looked at Mark with sympathy.

   “Hello there. Why are you in this terrible weather?” She asked.

   “I am a new trainer from New Bark and I have come to heal this pokemon.”
Mark replied.

   “Oh dear, that Cubone is terribly hurt! I must heal him immediately!”
Joy exclaimed.

   As Mark waited for Cubone to be healed, he saw none other than (I know
it is too obvious) Ash Ketchum, Misty Waterflower, and May (I don’t know
her last name). He smiled and saw that Ash was looking at him. Mark
walked over to the team. Misty was surprised and smiled.

    “Hello, what is your name?” Misty asked.

   “My name is Mark Sketch and I come from New Bark Town.” Mark said
proudly.

   Ash was very interested in Mark and asked if he wanted to be on his
team.

   “What! Ash, he can’t be on our team!” Misty yelled.

   “And why not?” May asked suspiciously.

       “Then…uh…then we would always have a tie when voting on disagreements.”
Misty said acting proud.

   Mark, Ash, and May did a anime fall. The joy came out from the healing
room and gave Cubone to Mark.

   “Well, here is your pokemon, healthy and fit.” The nurse said, smiling.

   “All right! Thank you, but he is not my pokemon. As a matter of fact, I
have no pokemon.” Mark admitted sadly.

   Nurse Joy was not pleased. What trainer would badly damage a pokemon?

   “Well how ‘bout you asked Cubone if he can be your first pokemon.” Joy
asked.

   Suddenly, Pikachu popped out of Ash’s backpack.

   “Pika Pi!” Pikachu said in agreement.

   Without Mark asking, Cubone answered Mark by hopping on his shoulder and
nodded. Mark Smiled from ear to ear.

   “ALL RIGHT!! My first pokemon!!” Mark yelled and put up a peace signs.

   Mark and the rest of the gang then left the Pokemon Center to start a
new adventure in the Johto region, together.

To be continued
*************************************************************************
*******

   Whew! I am finally done with it. It dose not seem like nothing is
happening yet. It was a back breaker, but I’ll get over it. Don’t forget
to check out part 2. And remember, I DO NOT OWN POKEMON! Well, see ya!
A Super Master Trainer!
Written by: Mega Master
Part Number- 1
Category-AAMRN (combined with category Other Trainers too)
E-mail- herox@gamezonemail.com


   WOW! Here is my fanfic I am showing you. Now for the stupid oath thingy
that
you need to say so that no one sues you. Ok, I am going to say this only
once. I DO NOT
OWN POKEMON!!! If I did, for one I would be in Japan (which would be
somewhat
cool). Second, I would be a millionaire and make this a bestseller novel
(which would
also be pretty cool too). Anyway, I hope you like it. It might be a
little long but packs a
lot of punch. Oh, one more thing, when this "(…)" is shown, it means that
I have
something to say. So, ladies and germs, I present to you my fanfic, A
Super Master
Trainer!
*************************************************************************
***

   In a nice sunny town called New Bark, a new pokemon trainer is about to
emerge
from his lifetime home. The good thing about this "newbbie" is that he is
sooooo excited.

BEEP! BEEP!

"Uh…Oh come on, you stupid clock. Just a few more minutes." The new
trainer
Mark Sketch moaned from under his bed covers (really excited, huh).

As Mark was going back to dream land, his mom, Trisha Sketch, called him
down
for breakfast.  He moaned and got up and put on his cloths on. He always
put on a white
T- shirt, blue jeans, a red jacket that he pulls over his T- shirt, his
special shoes that used
to be his dad's, and a red bandana. After he got dressed, he ran down
stairs to grub. It was
his favorite, a BLT (bacon, lettuce, and tomato) sandwich, a rice ball,
and ten pieces of
maple candy. He gobbled everything except four candies.

"Mom, I am starting my quest." Mark called out to her.

"Wait! You almost forgot your Poke Gear that I picked up from the repair
shop."
Trish said from the living room (ok, dose she eyes at the back or her
head or something).

She handed Mark his Poke Gear and gave him a big hug. She told him that
she
was proud of him and would miss him.

"Thanks mom, I'll miss you too." Mark said as he lifted his bandana to
mat down
his hair to make sure that the spikes were forward out.

And with that, he headed out the door to start his adventure at Pro.
Elm's lab.


@At Pro. Elm's lab@


   "WHAT! What do you mean that you don't have the Cyndaquil?!" Mark
yelled at the Pro.
   
   "I'm very sorry Mark, but a trainer came this morning before you. You
know the motto, "first come, first serve"." Elm explained.
   
   Mark sighed and turned to go out the door. Elm looked out the window to
see Mark trudging along the dirt rode.

   Meanwhile, Mark had almost came so close to the doorknob to open the
door, when a Cubone came flying out of the air.

   "CUUUUBOOONE !!"
   
   Mark ran over to where the Cubone landed. There was a Pokemon Center
machine in Elm's lab, but needed repair. The nearest Pokemon Center was
in
Cherrygrove City, but was two miles away. And anything couldn't get worse
right,
WRONG. A thunderstorm was due at this time. Mark was not the kind of
person who
liked to run two miles in a thunderstorm, but had to help Cubone somehow.
Mark made up his mind, he was going for it. He ran toward Cherrygrove
City.

   The farther Mark ran, the darker the clouds became. Mark became afraid,
and the rain was pelting his body. The thunder crashed and the lightning
flashed.

   “I…can’t…fail…Cubone.” Mark said to himself.

   Suddenly, Mark tripped over a tree root and fell to the ground. Cubone
also fell out of Mark’s hands. Mark looked up from the ground and saw
Cubone, flinching and whimpering. Mark got up and picked up Cubone. He
ran until he could see the Pokemon Center. Everyone was in his or her
nice, cozy, homes out of the rain. Mark busted through the Pokemon Center
door. Nurse Joy looked at Mark with sympathy.

   “Hello there. Why are you in this terrible weather?” She asked.

   “I am a new trainer from New Bark and I have come to heal this pokemon.”
Mark replied.

   “Oh dear, that Cubone is terribly hurt! I must heal him immediately!”
Joy exclaimed.

   As Mark waited for Cubone to be healed, he saw none other than (I know
it is too obvious) Ash Ketchum, Misty Waterflower, and May (I don’t know
her last name). He smiled and saw that Ash was looking at him. Mark
walked over to the team. Misty was surprised and smiled.

    “Hello, what is your name?” Misty asked.

   “My name is Mark Sketch and I come from New Bark Town.” Mark said
proudly.

   Ash was very interested in Mark and asked if he wanted to be on his
team.

   “What! Ash, he can’t be on our team!” Misty yelled.

   “And why not?” May asked suspiciously.

       “Then…uh…then we would always have a tie when voting on disagreements.”
Misty said acting proud.

   Mark, Ash, and May did a anime fall. The joy came out from the healing
room and gave Cubone to Mark.

   “Well, here is your pokemon, healthy and fit.” The nurse said, smiling.

   “All right! Thank you, but he is not my pokemon. As a matter of fact, I
have no pokemon.” Mark admitted sadly.

   Nurse Joy was not pleased. What trainer would badly damage a pokemon?

   “Well how ‘bout you asked Cubone if he can be your first pokemon.” Joy
asked.

   Suddenly, Pikachu popped out of Ash’s backpack.

   “Pika Pi!” Pikachu said in agreement.

   Without Mark asking, Cubone answered Mark by hopping on his shoulder and
nodded. Mark Smiled from ear to ear.

   “ALL RIGHT!! My first pokemon!!” Mark yelled and put up a peace signs.

   Mark and the rest of the gang then left the Pokemon Center to start a
new adventure in the Johto region, together.

To be continued
*************************************************************************
*******

   Whew! I am finally done with it. It dose not seem like nothing is
happening yet. It was a back breaker, but I’ll get over it. Don’t forget
to check out part 2. And remember, I DO NOT OWN POKEMON! Well, see ya!