Legend High-Chapter 1
#3 of Legend High
When you have a story that can appease some of the general audiences out there, do you keep them waiting?.......
WELL DO YOU?!
YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO, SUCKADUCK!
I know that this story looks lame.
I thought it was too.
But it's not. AND YOU CAN PRAY TO ARCEUS FOR IT!
Next chappy is here! I might post the next one laters!
Enjoy!
Roll The Film!
Present Time.......
We're back in the same neighborhood as before but two years later....... We look at Tanner's house to see it's not a house anymore, but a two-family building. We proceed to the window leading up to his room again like last time but see the curtains drawn.
Not like that stopped a narrator before. But anyways, let's check on Tanner, shall we? We peek through the window and see Tanner asleep.
And just like last time, tossing and turning.
"........ It's my fault...........Please, Dad......... come back........... Ahhh!" Once again, Tanner wakes up abruptively, but his room is actually clean for once."[pant,pant,pant]" he panted(original, right?) heavily from being awoken from another nightmare as if Darkrai just made him 'Honorary Butt-Monkey' to his mentally unstablizing nightmares.
"Lying fuckwit, that psychiartrist needs to be fired. 'Take the pills, they'll stop your nightmares'. Well they don't work, you lying, son-of-a........"
As Tanner muttered under his breath about how much of a fraud his monthly psychiartrist is, he decided to get up for the day. He went to his dresser to pick out colthes to wear.
He hopped in the shower, still tense from the nightmare he just experienced.......for the umpteenth time.
" Arceus........ this is not natural.........." His slim form was trimmed from days without food and secretly working out at public gyms to stay fit and keep his cardio up(Zombieland Reference!).
Tanner turned on the cold shower, as over the years, they seem to be the right kind for a guy like him. They also help him wake up from the nightmares......
Oh the nightmares............
He was jolted from the change of temperature, but he got used to it as usual with each shower he took. After five minutes of soaking himself in frigid water, he deemed himself clean and left out the bathroom. Tanner dried off his body and grabbed some clothes to wear. The clothes conststed of a black muscle shirt that looked a size too small for him, a pair of blue jeans with two pockets on the front side of each leg, a pair of plaid boxers and black socks.
Tanner went into the bathroom to change clothes and do some more plaque scrubbing. After situating himself in clothing, he walked out the bathroom and left the room entirely. He walked across the new, refurbished hallways of his house with disdain; he never liked to look at things that he felt like he shouldn't have. Tanner walked past his 'mother's' room, noticed the door cracked a little. The undeniable sounds of 'love-making' came from inside.
He walked away in disgust; apparently, one of her one-night stands decided to get 'another helping' of his 'mother'. He walked to the kitchen, once again opening the snack cupboard, not even caring if his 'mother' heard him go through her stuff.
The kitchen looked fairly new, but that didn't matter right then and there.He found what he was looking for: a box of "Mrs. Freshely's" Swiss Rolls. Tanner then proceeded to go to the living room, which despite the new renovations still recollected its 'possession' of 'divorce starters' and 'hallucinogen capsules'.
The TV had been upgraded to a 48', but its presence had done little in making the living space inviting. He just ignored the new coffee table and turned the TV on, keeping the volume as it is so the 'witch' will realize he's up.
The news was the most interesting, so he stayed tuned.
Soon, the commercials about wrinkle-erasing cosmetics were over and the news was on again.
'....Welcome back to Channel 5 news! We come here today with news regarding the school that parents and Pokemorphs, alike, have asked and debated about.' The news reporter, a human, turned towards his partner, a Ninetails morph, with a look of rehearsed excitement and anticipation. 'Schools........... will be officially be opened tomorrow!' He looked at the camera with a tooth-revealing smile as the Ninetails morph continued where he left off.
'Yes, it seems the fabled 'legendary schools' have FINALLY decided on a new principal to govern the new school, Legendary High, and they're lowering ribbons for our younger generations' education!'
'Yes, indeed,' added the human reporter,' it seems the kids are finally gonna socalize with each on a more personal level now that schools will be open. I, personally, hope that they have fun and enjoy their first days. Now Derek with the weather.' The camera turned to Derek, who was ironically a Castform Pokemorph. 'And it looks like-'
Derek never got to finish his report on the weather because Tanner decided to turn it off hearing his 'mother's' one-nighter' leave 'her' room.
"Oh whee, baby! You're a tight one. Maybe we can get together some time and have some more 'fun'?" the man, who looked like he was in his late 40's, asked as he put on the last of his clothes.
His 'mom' replied, "Looking forward to it, ya big hunk...." 'Such a slut......', thought Tanner as the man came to the front door.
"Well, I best be heading off,don't want the boys at work worrying over me." The man said as he waved out the front door to the sunshine-filled outside.
"Bye", was Tanner's 'mom's' only reply as she shut the door to count how much she made from the job.
"Had fun?" asked a disappointed Tanner as he arose from the couch.
"You better shut your fucking mouth, boy; I don't have time to deal with your shit today." said she as she turned to face her son. "Yeah, me either, bitch."
This was a common morning ritaul with them;Tanner wakes up,steals snacks from the kitchen, watch TV until the one-night stands leave, await the door's snap,then confront his mother about it, wash, rinse, and fucking repeat.
"Watch your fucking mouth-"
" '-Or I'll wash it out for ya'. You same the same shit every day; don't you think it's getting a liitle old?" He said with a little emphasis on the word 'old' just to spite her.
Too bad the response was a solid slap to the face.
"Like I said," she said with vemon laced in her voice, " watch......your......mouth....."
"Maybe later, I'm busy." Tanner replied like a smart-aleck. His 'mother' just stormed to her 'den', taking a liquor bottle with her, as Tanner looked on in disappointment.
'I swear, she's gonna die drinking those.........' He decided that today's ritual was over, so he turned the TV back on. The news was still on, just finishing the weather report.
'......... and back to you, Michael.' finished Derek as the camera switched back to the newsreporter duo. 'Let's tune to the sports to see last night's highlights-' Tanner turned the TV back off as he was still thinking about his 'mother' before she became this.......... pole-dancer.....
You see, a few months after the Accident, she recovered from her injuries with a case of Bipolarism and a sudden depression. During her depression, she turned to alcohol and prescription painkillers to deal with the stress.
These actions led to her being untrustworthy at work, so she was promptly fired. She looked for more work, but all of those opportunities turned sour as she was fired from those jobs as well. This eventually led to selling her body to guys as a 'stress-reliever', as she would call it. She, somehow, was able to keep this job out of all others, so she stuck to it.
And the end result? A 'head-giving', 'hand-offering' slut.
'And she's supposed to be the one to be a role model.' he thought as he stared at the pile of bottles across the floor.
'Well,at least I have school to worry about now.' Tanner decided to go for a walk around, so he grabbed his red and black running shoes and left the house to the peaceful outdoors.
Out in the neighborhood you see people and Pokemorphs on sidewalks and front lawns, alike, walking around, playing games or just talking to each other living a happy life.
A life Tanner once had.........
Flashback......
[Crash!]
Even with the sound of the impact, the boy was not harmed by the car in any way; in fact, due to his paternal nature and kind heart, Tanner's father(or Mark for this) picked up his child and threw him with enough force to get him to safety, as his mother had been hit by the left side of the robbers' car.
Should he have stayed, Tanner would've been hit by the full brunt of the car.
The robbers had lost control and their getaway vehicle flipped over once, twice, thrice.......... the damn thing flipped ten times total as it settled; across the street from where Tanner had landed. Police cars began to swarm the crash landing of the suspects...............
Right before the damn car exploded.........
[Boom!]
Tanner was snapped back to the present as he had reached his destination: the local park.
'No more dwelling in the past... think about your future.......' He sat down on the park bench, thinking about school now that they're gonna open up tomorrow........
Flashback........
The City Hall was packed with the partcipants for the HTITHOT(Hardest Test In The History Of Tests). 100 students were carefully selcted each year during the Junior-Senior transitional period before school starts.
You could see brainy-looking girls and nerdy-looking boys sitting in the front rows of seats. As you go down each column, you'll see more teenagers dressed more casually than formally.
We see Tanner in the Tenth row, Tenth column. He just barely scraped this opportunity, so he just dressed the most casual with the only thing formal being a watch of silver to tell time with(even though it was broken). He sat in his seat looking at the more excited teens with a stoic expression written all over his posture. The girl next to him was the only other person NOT acting like a child waiting on the ice truck to open up to sell his/her frozen treats, but then again she was a goth, so Tanner promptly ignored her and she him.
The crowd of uber-happy children were silenced as the door to their immediate right opened and three people came through-Or rather 1 person and 2 Pokemorphs.
The human was female with a happy-go-lucky expression on her face. She wore a purple cardigan with the sleeves rolled up for comfort. A gray skirt also accompanied her ensemble as well as brown high heels.Her hair was a rich chocolate-brown color with curls that went to the very tips of her shoulders. Her face was adorned with wrinkles of old age with hazel eyes behind the lenses of black-trimmed glasses.
One of the Pokemorphs was a male Mega Alakazam morph who wore an 'Interrupt at any time during this presentation and you're going home' expression on his face. The only thing he wore was black dress shoes.
The other Pokemorph was a male Giratina Pokemorph, in fact Tanner thought, the one helping the Palkia morph watch the portal during the Integration two years ago. He wore a black dress shirt with a blood-red tie, black dress pants and black dress shoes with a golden trim. He had an expression that screams 'Don't fuck with me and you'll stay alive'. He bore a calm yet demanding aura that seemed to radiate off his person.
They all steeped to the front of the room, where the 'Nerd' portion of the teens had gone patiently silient.
The female human stepped forward and spoke first.
"Hello, children! Welcome to the opprtunity of your young lifes! I wish the each and every one of you the best of luck on this exam!" She stepped back to allow the others to speak.
'Well so much for encouragement' Tanner thought as the Mega Alakazam Morph stepped forward.
"I sincerely hope that you try your best to pass, even if only 5 of you will be accepted." Although harsh and straight to the point, his words stirred some side conversations in the crowds. In retaliation, the Alakazam morph stepped back, allowing the Giratina morph to deal with the teens.
He cleared his throat for silence, but the crowd droned on, ignoring him and giving him a tick mark on his head ."SILENCE!" he yelled. This shut them up. "Anyway, you'll all be taking a exam to see if you're worthy enough to get in my school-"
"So, you're the new principal? Big whoop." One of the 'Snobbish' had interrupted him again.
The boy was sent home immediately via portal trapdoor.
"Before there are any...... unnecessary interruptions, is there anyone ELSE that feels like they need to go home?" the Giratina morph vehemently asked. The crowd was scared shit-less already, so they were alright. "Good, now 99 of you will will take this test," he held out his hand and in it was a VERY big stack of packets," of 400 Multiple Choice questions each worth a full point spaning over your education from your years as 4th grade children up until now."
Some of the 'Snobbish' had silently groaned at this prospect, but otherwise stayed quiet.
"There will be a single Extended Response question that will ask only one question. And it is up to your resolve if you can come up with the best answer to the best of your ability."
That last part sounded rehearsed as it was too professional-sounding.
_He then passed out test packets with 51 pages- 50 pages with 8 MC questions each and the last being the fabled ER question. _
"Don't begin yet", the Mega Alakazam morph spoke up as some of the teens had already started to begin, pencils in hand. "There are a couple of rules you must follow to take this test." There were some audible sighs at this notion. But this went unnoticed as the Alakazam continued. "Rule 1: Under no circumstance are you to stop testing until we say 'stop'."
Some of the 'Jerks' in the 8th row looked like stopping was going to be on top of their To-Do list when they start testing. Apparently, the Alakazam morph noticed their intentions because no sooner were they having the thought, they were kicked out via portal trapdoor- courtesy of the Giratina morph.
" Now then", the Alakazam spoke once more," Rule 2: No cheating whatsoever. Anyone caught doing so AND the person they cheated off of will be sent home, never to set foot here again-period, point, blank"
The morph was rather miffed as one of the 'Smarty-Pantses' raised a hand to speak. " Yes, child?" the Mega Alakazam answered exasperatedly.
"Um, can we know your names?" the female 'Smarty-Pantses' asked nervously.
"Ah yes, Rule #3", the mysterious human female responded to the question. " You will not know our names unless you're coming to our school." The teen was shocked, as was everyone else in that section.
'Can't know their names unless we pass?' was the common thought in that area as the female adult spoke again " Yes, this is to ensure that no one's hopes are raised in thinking they'll get in through knowing us personally, in every sense of the word."
She must've been bored already because she added very quickly," Any questions? No? Good! Let's begin!" The confused teenagers just opened their packets like a puppet in motion and began their tests for their futu-
"Excuse me, sir?" Tanner was snapped out of his thoughts once more, this time by a voice.
'Must've dozed off', Tanner thought,as he looked up to see the voice's body. The voice belonged to a Shaymin Pokemorph in a uniform of sorts. A forest green hat along with her short-sleeved forest green uniform shirt and shorts accompanied her form, as well as soil-brown boots.
'A real nature lover' ,as Tanner would normally call Shaymins in general. "The park's closed now; you have to leave." she said, helping Tanner up as his legs were numb from sitting for so long.
"Thanks." he said, trying to be polite.
"You're very much welcome." the Shaymin replied.
Tanner decided to head home and deal with the 'witch' if she's not away from her 'den'.......
AND BOOM! BAM! POW!
That's the next chappy!
Tune in next time for the chappy that introduces our lovely couple!
Moncheli!