Thread: Kaya (Surprise ship)

Well here is the fic Ive just finished writing, Ill post the chapters one at a time.

I hope everyone enjoys, please rate!!

Introduction

I stared up at my ceiling, without a thought in the world. My life was pretty simple, I got up, I walked to school, I studies, I came home and I had fun. Nothing could complicate this.

“KAYA” Screamed a voice from below me, “IF I HAVE TO CALL TO YOU AGAIN I AM GOING TO KILL YOU” the voice continued.

Ahhhhh my mum, O.K so maybe there were a few slight complications in my world. But I couldn’t complain.


I got out of bed and tried to find something to wear, the weather seemed pretty good so I pulled out my blue board shorts and a pale blue vest. I pulled out the hair band that was tying up my hair, and let my hair fall down to its full length. My mum had always been confused why I was born with sun bleached blonde hair and bright blue eyes, as she was a bright red head with pretty dull blue eyes. I had no other family to compare myself to as my mum has convinced herself were the only ones left.

I never even knew my father……

"Are you up……" The door to my room was opening "Oh good, your dressed. Come on we better get going early or else well waste the whole day!" My mum finished.
I wondered downstairs and we walked towards the car, my little blue baby. My mum had bought it for me on my 17th birthday, even though I have never worked out to this day how she afforded it. To top it off I had passed my test the week before and was now able to drive anywhere on my own.

We pulled out of the drive way and headed towards town, we lived just off the coast in a small village called Surfers Cove. It didn’t take a genious to work out how it got its name, and I was included in one of the many “board riders” that populated our village. As we drove down the road I saw children playing with their pet Pokemon, some were deep involved in battles. Pokemon was a sore subject in our house and if it ever came up in conversation, the subject changed very quickly. I never had worked out why my mum was so against it, but was not willing to risk the chance of an argument.

We arrived in town with plenty of time, quickly my mum had disappeared into the mass of shops. I took the oppertunity to wonder around the town and see what was on offer. The usual crowd of surfers, pokemon trainers and general shoppers were bustling through the town. As I walked past the shops something caught my eye.

‘Pick your perfect pal, the new pokemon generator’

A pokemon generator? I don’t know why but I found myself walking into the store and asking the shop assistant about it.

“Its very simple! This machine will pick the perfect pokemon partner for you. If you are not happy with the choice you are free to walk away. But the machine will always chose the same pokemon, no matter how many times you try!” Explained a young boy.

“How much?!” I demanded

“That is not the point, the point is whether you truly want a pokemon” The assistant said with a smirk on his face.

I placed my hand on the sensor placed next to the machine and looked straight into the eye of the assistant. With a smirk of my own I said

“Hook me up”.

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A small golden, glowing ball appeared on the table in front of me. I was completely mesmerised.

“Pick it up,” instructed the assistant “place it in your hands”.

I picked up the ball and could feel the warmth from it, the glowing got brighter and brighter until suddenly it stopped. I looked down at my hands expecting to see a pokemon, my pokemon. But all I could see was a yellow ball.

“Huh?” I looked at the assistant, trying to work out what was happening

“Wait, it will come when ready” He smiled.

Suddenly the ball started to twitch and then launched itself into the air.

“PIKA!” It cried.

“Oh, how unusual….” The assistant trailed off “most trainers want a Pikachu but this is the first one I’ve ever seen.”

“Yes its cute, but why so popular? Its not that powerful is it?” I asked.

“A normal Pikachu can be trained to a high standard, but there was one that exceeded them all. Well that’s what myths say anyway.” The assistant looked distant.

“What happened?” I pursued.

“Its only a myth, couldn’t be true. Don’t worry about it. So anyway, here is your pokemon. I do hope you enjoy its company and remember to keep it happy. Good day to you now.” I couldn’t help but feel like the assistant was trying to get rid of me.

“Bye I guess,” I mumbled, walking out through the door.

Now what though? So I had a pokemon, but its not like Id ever thought of being a trainer. Then I heard her.

“There you are Kaya, have you been shopping?” It was my mum.

Oh god, my mum?! She hated pokemon, how would I explain this to her?

“Mum look what I’ve got,” I said holding out the pokeball.

“Oh a pokemon, how ummm lovely.” She trailed off looking at the floor.

“You’ll love it mum, it’s so cute!” I released the Pokemon, and it started to emerge on the floor below us.

“PIKA!” It cried, like it did when I first received it.

My mum said nothing; I looked at her with concern. She was staring at the floor, she looked upset. But why? If I only I knew what she as thinking.

A Pikachu? Why?! Couldn’t she of got any other Pokemon? I remember those times just like it was yesterday. I wonder what their up to these days? No I shouldn’t think about them. It all stopped for a reason, and I have to keep to it.

18 years before

The weather was gorgeous as I sunbathed on a riverbank. Magikarp jumped out of the water and every now and then you’d hear the distinctive sound of a goldeen or two.

“Grubs up!” A deep voice came from behind me.

The distinctive smell of his cooking was easily recognised from miles around. He had to be one of the best cooks in the region.

“Thanks” I replied, tucking into the rice balls. “Wow these are great!”

“Hey, what about mine? Leave some for me you two!” A slightly gentler voice came from one of the two tents from behind us. “Mmmm, rice balls. My favourite”

I looked at them, my two best friends. Wed been together on and off for about 6 years now, wed all changed, grown up a lot during that time. It was great to be with them though, really, really great.

“So what’s… happening now? We’ve been here ……for about a month ……now. Are we going to move..on?” I asked with a mouthful of rice balls.

Nothing, they were both too involved in their food to notice what I had said. Typical males!

“Never mind” I mumbled to myself.

Life was good, I was perfectly happy here. The sun was shining, the water was warm and I was with two of the greatest people of the world. How could this ever change?


“Mum, muuuuuuum” I continued. Was she ignoring me? What was wrong with her? “Earth to mum”. Well at least she was smiling again I guess.

“I'm sorry dear” she replied, rather dreamily. “I was in another world”



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Please rate!

Getting interesting...

It's pretty good so far, though I do have a few suggestions.

1. You may want to work on your punctuation a bit.
2. It'd be nice if the chapters were a bit longer.
3. You're moving the story a kind of fast (One plot point to the next with nothing in between), I'd suggest you take it a bit slower, but then again, I have trouble slowing my writing down too, so perhaps I'm not one to talk.

I want to travel, I told myself that evening. But I was unsure how my mum would take it; she’s been weird ever since I got Pikachu.

Pikachu though was great. I couldn’t wish for a better pokemon.

I had got used to her being more like a pet, or a friend, rather than a battle creature. We hadn’t encountered any battles yet, and I wasn’t planning on it, I enjoyed her company and was starting to understand what her cries meant.

“Mum, I think we need to talk” I said walking down the stairs towards her.

“Yes dear, what is it?” Mum was still hadn’t got over her dreamy period from town.

“I want to travel, not be a trainer, but see the world a bit more. I want to explore different types of pokemon and see what the world is like out side of surfers cove” phew, finally I could take a breath.

“I knew this day would come” She replied, sitting down at the kitchen table “I was very surprised that you didn’t want to leave when you were ten, like most other children”

“Then you don’t mind?” I asked.

“Your seventeen now Kaya, nearly an adult. I can’t stop you living your life. Reach for your dreams, Ill always be here” She nodded towards me.

“Thank you mum” Tears started to well up in my eyes.

I took to the stairs and wondered into my bedroom. As I collapsed onto my bed I disturbed Pikachu who was napping on a pillow.

“Pikachu, were leaving in the morning.” I said and climbed into bed.

Time to explore what’s really out there, the real world.

I knew this day would come; she had to want to travel. It’s in her blood. I couldn’t stand being in the same place for more than a few weeks. How I used to moan at the three of them for sticking around. Especially near the end. The end? Was there really ever an end though? I don’t remember sorting that part out. It was more like a brick wall. Yep that sums up my life Id say, brick wall after brick wall.

Maybe all I need is a sledgehammer to work my way through those walls. Or maybe I just need to think, stop being so god damn confused. I wasn’t confused back then though, or maybe I was. I always thought I knew what I wanted, especially on that one night at camp.

18 years before

“Your tan is coming on great.” He said walking up to me.

“Yours isn’t half bad yourself,” I grinned up at him, my usual cheeky grin as ever.

Life had changed now; it was just the two of us again. We hadn’t been alone for nearly six years, right back at the start or everything. I looked over and realised he want the boy I met six years ago, he was a young man. I can’t believe I never noticed any of this before, but he was defiantly turning out to be attractive.

“Lets make this night one to remember,” he said, whipping out a bag of marshmallows.

“Oooooh you sweet talker” I cooed at him.

He laughed in return, and sat down by the fire. I joined him at his right hand side; soon we were melting marshmallows over the campfire.

“You know there’s an art to this,” he started to explain “you twist it slowly until its evenly browned.” With that it dropped into the fire.

I couldn’t resist a laugh “And then it drops into the fire and bursts into flames. You always were intelligent!”

As the night went on we talked, sometimes about things wed never discussed before. I don’t know what made me say it but it kind of slipped out.

“Have you ever been kissed?” He looked as shocked as me as the words left my lips.

“Umm no, why have you?” He was blushing, Id defiantly managed to embarrass him with this.

“No, but I always wondered what it was like.” I couldn’t help but start to gaze into his eyes, I was leaning forward. Oh my god were we going to kiss? He wasn’t responding though, god how could I be so stupid?! As quickly as it had started I was up and walking towards my tent, I noticed him stand up behind me as well.

“Are you ok?” He stammered.

“I'm fine” I lied

“I just thought you wanted me, never mind” His voice trailed off.

With that I turned around and looked at him, I don’t know what it was that did it. It could have been the marshmallows, the fire or the clear night. But it happened.

He walked up to me and placed his hands on my waist, and his lips met mine. The kiss was strong at first but then eased off. It didn’t stop though; I could feel him opening my lips with his own. It felt like it went on forever, just the two of us, under the stars. Together.

I pulled away and looked at him, this felt very, very good. But I left it there, and slowly I walked back to my tent. As I climbed into my sleeping back I checked the time, it was 11pm. I lay there and waited, wondering if he was going to join me or not. By midnight the tears were pouring down my cheeks, he obviously didn’t want anymore. Slowly I drifted off into a deep sleep, but it was not going to be a restful one.