"It All Started......
First, let me introduce myself. My name is Ashley Oak, third
generation of mean pokemon stealers. This all started with my
grandpa, whos name is Gary Oak. Just in case you are still hanging on
to the first pokemon series, let me straighten everything out. Ash
Ketchum did NOT win the battle at the tournament of the Elite Four.
Gary, my grandpa, did. To make a long story short, Gary won......soon
went to a big dark cavern......found a mewtwo........caught
it........and lived happily ever after. If you want to listen to the
long.... and I mean LONG story..... listen up. Grandpa will be able
to tell you, I think. Here he is now:
"Pofessor Oak, my grandpa, soon came to my vacation house in
Pallet Town. Earlier I had been playing with a dopey kid named Ash.
He thinks I like him, but I don't. Prof. Oak wanted to give me a
pokemon. He gave me a choice of a few highly trained pokemon, which
he recited quickly(including the moves each of them had learned up to
that point):
'ZAPDOS-"T-bird" thunder skyattack fly and thunderbolt
LAPRAS-"Lappy"-solarbeam,blizzard,horn drill,hydo pump
GOLEM-"Granite"fissure rock slide rest earthquake
CHARIZARD-"Charzilla"-flamethrower fire blast hyper beam
seismic toss
MEWTWO-"psicat"-psychic recover ice beam thunder
and last but definetly not least:
GENGAR-"Nightmare"-mega drain psychic night shade hypnosis.
You must take only three, Gary, because I want to save a few for Ash,
your playmate.'
'Awwww, grandpa, do I have to?' I asked like a whiner. In reality I
wasn't a whiner, but it is an essential part in being a child.
'Of course you have to, Gary, and DON'T ASK WHY or I will have to give
you a few electrical sparks.' This was the bad thing about being the
grandson of a genius. You could neither get your way nor whine.
'So I guess I have to choose, huh?' I said slowly, followed by, 'and
yes, grandpa, only three,'
'Yes. Please choose quickly before Ash gets here because if you wait
until he is here he will want to pick before you,' Prof. said in a
quick voice. This was one thing that was useful with him. He always
thought ahaid. Now which one should I choose.....
In my home in Saffron City. I enjoyed it there as much as any other
city kid would. But little did I know that I would soon be a pokemon
master and the one and only owner of mewtwo, the most powerful
pokemon....." My grandpa droned off in his story. He told it to
us regularly every night, although every night he told a different
ending. We had memorized the rest of the story though.
