The Journey chapter 1: The Beginning

Story by LucarioGuy15 on SoFurry

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#1 of The Journey Book 1: Kanto

Leon Jefferson starts his Journey with Riolu he named Kairi. But he's not an ordinary human. He's a Pokéspeaker.


DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokémon or anything related to it, although it was pretty awesome i I did. However, characters and plot are mine. You can use them but let me know first and credit me for them ok?

'Professor Oak! WAIT PLEASE!' A loud voice rang through the now disturbed morning. The Dodrio usually perched at the roof of the Professor's house screeched and tumbled down the roof, frightened. Professor Oak looked above the heads of the three new Trainers that were at his door. Leon was sprinting as fast as he could. How could he have slept in on such a monumental day!? After four years of helping the Professor, he was now starting his own Pokémon Journey through the world. That is, if he was on time to receive a starter Pokémon.

'Ah, Leon! Good morning!' Said the Professor with a smile.

'Please tell me I'm on time!' He started but quieted down as he saw the other three Trainers, each with a pokéball on their hands and a backpack on their shoulders. 'No... I was too late!? ARGH! I knew I should've just skipped breakfast to get here!' He sighed. The Professor smiled at the fifteen-year-old. He was dressed as always: jeans, black and white sneakers, a green t-shirt and a black sweater on his shoulders. His dark-brown hair was as untidy as ever and his eyes were his most unusual feature: while the right one was brown, the left was in a shade of brilliant yellow.

'Calm down Leon. A Trainer never skips breakfast! Just wait until I'm finished with these three and then we'll talk.'

'You mean...?' The Professor nodded. 'ALRIGHT!' He shouted, jumping almost a meter high. The Dodrio, who meanwhile had come back to the roof, ran away, looking for a calmer place to be. The other Trainers snickered at his behavior but he ignored them. The Professor let him in then he turned to the other Trainers, answering their questions about their journey. Leon waited for a bit. Then, growing bored, he started to look at the photos and prize awards the Professor had on his shelves.

'Wow... He was a hotshot trainer back then...' He thought as he examined an Indigo Plateau Excellency Award Plate dated from 1947. He picked the photo frame next to it, where a picture of Prof. Oak, a young woman with long blonde hair, a young man with spiky red hair and another young man with blue hair and a suit in sea colors behind him could be seen. They were all smiling at the camera. Leon smiled too as the man with blue hair was making Buneary ears at the other two Trainers. Behind the photo frame, there was a tag with the words 'Indigo Plateau Trainer Awards 2005; Oak, Cynthia, Lance and Wallace'.

'Whoa, he actually knows the League Champions.'

He put the frame back to its place then looked around at the room he knew well. He sighed. He was going to miss that room where he had talked with the Professor many times over the past four years. He still remembered the first day he came through the front door as an eleven-year-old, asking for the Professor to accept him as his assistant. The Professor looked unsure at first but gave in as he told him his greatest secret: he could understand Pokéspeech, which was a rare ability among humans. With it he could help the Professor with his research, translating conversations between him and his Pokémon, for a few poké-dollars of course. But now, four years later, it was time he headed out to take the League Challenge of Kanto. Suddenly, the door opened, making way for Professor Oak to come in.

'So... Leon. You wanted to go and take the League on as you told me last week right?' Leon nodded. 'Well then as you certainly know you need your starter Pokémon.' Leon nodded again, growing a bit impatient. 'So, I'll ask you something:' He asked, getting very serious all of a sudden. 'would you take good care of your Pokémon?'

'You bet I would! I would protect them at all costs! I wouldn't even care if I had a gun pointing at me!' Leon answered quickly. The Professor looked happy with the answer because he smiled at him and nodded.

'I wouldn't expect anything less from you. Well then, -' He got up. '- it's time you knew your travel companion.' He said leading the way into the Lab. Leon followed him, suddenly assaulted by a dozen thoughts at the same time.

_'What if he or she doesn't like me? What if I'm a bad Trainer? And, what if...'_His thoughts were interrupted by the hallway door opening. He entered the Pokéball Room, looking around. He wasn't there very often since he mainly worked in the outdoor enclosures with the Pokémon. The room was filled with row after row of what looked like bookcases but that were filled with all kinds of pokéballs, including one or two of the rare master balls. The Professor approached the computer terminal in the middle of the room. He tapped in a few keys and a robotic arm came from one of the bookcases and took a pokéball from one of the ''bookcases''. The robotic arm dropped the pokéball into a dais next to the computer terminal and then withdrew. Leon approached the pokéball, excitement growing inside him.

'May I?' He asked the Professor. He nodded. Leon grabbed the pokéball, pressed the middle button and threw it. The pokéball opened and from it a beam of red light came and materialized into a small, blue and black furry form. The Pokémon opened its eyes and looked around curiously.

'Meet your companion, Leon. She's a Riolu.' Professor Oak told him. Leon knelt beside her and she looked at him intrigued.

'Hey there, how are you?' Leon asked her. She looked puzzled.

'Who... who are you?' Her eyes, instead of the regular red that Leon knew, were of a shade of an unusual bright green.

Leon smiled. 'I'm your new Trainer and friend. I'm Leon. Leon Jefferson. And you are?' He asked her, offering his hand. She took it and they shook hands. Or hand and paw at least.

'Well, I don't really have a name. I was always known by Riolu so...'

'What about Kairi?' Leon offered.

'Huh?'

'For your name.'

She thought for a while. Then she nodded. 'I like it. Thanks Leon!' She hugged him. Leon chuckled and hugged her back. Then, he put her on his shoulders and got up.

'Now that you two know each other, its time you got your Trainer's License and your Pokédex.' The Professor told him, handing him a pen and the registration papers. Leon filled them quickly and the Professor gave him a Badge Case, his Pokédex with all the data about him and his Trainer Card. Then, the Professor showed them the way out. Leon ran towards the gate but skidded to a halt and came back to the Professor.

'I almost forgot to thank you Professor.' He said rubbing the back of his head embarrassedly.

'Nonsense! It was the least I could do to repay you for all the work you have done for me.' He protested.

'Thank you anyway. I promise you; someday you'll see me on TV rising as a League Champion!' Leon shouted as he ran back home with Kairi still on his shoulders. Professor Oak waved him goodbye, smiling as his former assistant disappeared from view. When Leon took a turn and vanished, Oak lowered his hand and looked up at the rising sun.

_'There's a new legend on the rise. I'm sure of it. I can feel it in my bones.'_He thought. Then, he went back inside.

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'LEON! COULD YOU PLEASE JUST SLOW DOWN A BIT!?'

'Woops... Sorry Kairi.' Leon apologized. He was running as fast as he could back home to grab his gear and head out into his Journey. That is, if Kairi didn't fall off in the process. He stopped for a second and held Kairi in his arms.

'Is that better?' She nodded. 'Then hold on!'

He took off again, Kairi safely in his arms. After five minutes of sprinting, he arrived at his house. The two-storey white house looked as peacefully as always, with the neat front garden and its sign saying: 'Beware of the Vileplume'. The Vileplume in question was sunbathing its petals near the door. He bolted through the front door, startling the Vileplume, and ran upstairs to his room.

'LEON? IS THAT YOU?' He heard his mom yell from downstairs.

'NO! I'M JUST A BURGLAR! DON'T WORRY! I'LL JUST GRAB SOMETHING AND GO MY WAY!' He shouted back with a smirk. Kairi giggled. He started to grab his travelling gear he had prepared the night before. The only reason he didn't brought it with him when he went to Professor Oak was that his house was closer to the town's northern exit than the Professor's Lab. His mom suddenly entered his room.

'So? What Pokémon did he give you? She asked. Then she noticed Kairi sitting on his bed. 'Oh. Hello there little guy.'

'Uh... mom? Kairi's a girl.' Leon corrected as Kairi giggled. His mom reddened from embarrassment.

'He-he... Sorry about that.' She approached her and crouched. 'Well then it's nice to meet you.'

'It's nice to meet you too Mrs. Jefferson.' She replied. His mom looked at him inquisitively.

'Oh right. She said it was nice meeting you too.' Kairi looked at him, confused.

'Can't all humans understand Pokéspeech?' She asked. Leon shook his head.

'As far as I know only I can do it. There are rumors Cynthia, the Sinnoh League Champion, can also understand it but I don't know if it's true.'

'What did she ask?' His mom interrupted.

'She wanted to know why you can't understand her.' He explained. Then he put his rucksack on his back and picked up Kairi. The three of them trooped back downstairs. On the entrance hall, Leon turned to his mom. She smiled sadly.

'Well then, I guess it is goodbye for now.'

'Yeah' Leon nodded. His mother rushed to hug him tightly.

'I'm sorry to interrupt but I kinda like to breathe.' A squashed Kairi was barely heard. They broke the hug quickly.

'Woops. Sorry Kairi.' Leon's mom bent over to make eye-level with Kairi.

'I want you to take care of him. Could you do that?' Kairi nodded. 'Good, thanks.' She said smiling.

'Well... goodbye mom.' Leon kissed his mom goodbye one last time and went outside, Kairi on top of his rucksack, turned right and went towards Route 1. His mom waved behind him, holding back the tears of both joy and sadness.

'Good luck Leon, wherever this trip may take you.'