17th August 2013, 03:06 PM #1
Belleseaux Bay [Incomplete]
Chapter 1: Tradition
Golden sun rays gleamed into a bedroom where a young man was just waking up. His sea blue eyes glossed over with the struggle to get up. Wingulls called out from the sky outside where the palm trees swayed in the warm breeze. The sound of the shore, waves rolling and crashing, soothed the teenager into sleep. He fought it, though, as he rubbed his eyes, pushing his wavy, sandy hair out from his face. He sat up and looked around his room; bamboo walls, straw ceiling, sandy floor, posters of his favorite band from Virbank, and a framed picture of him with his parents. He sat there to admire it.
His father, a taller more muscular version of him stood towering over the family; he had a full, yet short beard that matched his dirty blond hair. His mother, however, looked nothing like either of them. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes, shorter than her husband, but she was the same height as her son.
“Titus!” his mother's voice called from another room, “Titus! Come out for breakfast!”
“Alright mother!” Titus replied in his raspy voice. He would fit the surfer stereotype if it weren't for the fact that he didn't surf and had more than two thoughts in his brain. He turned to look outside at the view. The beautiful shore with little clouds, the sun shining bright accompanied the green mountains off in the distance with little mist; Belleseaux Bay was truly named correctly.
Titus returned back to his room and threw on a pair of blue shorts over his boxers. He took note of his tan line, pale from waist down to his knees, but everywhere else was a smooth brown. He looked at a shirt and thought momentarily before shrugging and leaving it. He rarely wore shirts for the climate at Belleseaux Bay was either warm, or cool year round. That was always intriguing to Titus, how can the weather always be so nice even though they were in the more northern part of the region? He passed the thought off as he walked out of his room to the kitchen.
“Surprise!” His parents exclaimed, welcoming him to a breakfast buffet on the wooden furniture, “Happy 16th birthday Titus!” His mother came up to hug him as his father finished cooking the crispy bacon.
“Here we go birthday boy, fresh Pignite.” His father said placing a plate down with the bacon still sizzling on it. His parents sat at the table as Titus came over.
“Pignite dad? I thought hunting evolved Pokemon was illegal.”
“Bah!” His father scoffed, “I was hunting a Tepig, but in the middle of our battle it evolved. What was I going to do say 'oh okay, you evolved so I can't hunt you now, goodbye!' Yea right. Plus, that's Mainlander laws, we're Islanders, no Mianlander is going to tell me what I can and cannot hunt.” He said this boastingly, puffing his chest and taking a bite of the bacon. Titus smiled and rolled his eyes before sitting down and eating with his family.
“So,” his father turned toward him, “What would you like for your birthday, son?” Titus shrugged a bit and said,
“Eh, money mainly, so I can go to the mainland and buy some clothes, a few CD's, and a new pair of headphones.”
“That's it? That's all you want?” His father questioned giving Titus an inciting look. His mother stopped eating and gave his father a questioned look.
“Yes...” Titus said looked back and forth between them, “why?”
“You didn't...” His mother said as his father reached behind him and pulled out a Pokeball. His mother sighed loudly as she rubbed her eyes in disappointment; his father smiled and held the red and white ball in the palm of his hand.
“Uh... a Pokemon?” Titus said, stunned. He had never gave interest into owning a Pokemon. He thought they were cool, interesting at that, but never really wanted one. He was shocked, but he took the Pokeball from his dad's hand.
“Oh yes,” his father said, pleased with himself, “my father gave me one on my 16th birthday, and his father give him one on his 16th birthday. It's been a tradition in my family since my great grandad first came to Belleseaux Bay over a hundred years ago.”
“Is that how you got your Cloyster?” Titus asked.
“Yes it is, and how your grandad got his Octillary.”
“Je shíl que muid en ag caint!” His mother said toward his father, trying to whisper and lecture at the same time. She was obviously upset. His father turned toward her slightly and raised his hand to calm her.
“Soyez lasai, le do thoil.” His father said quietly. “Tá sé tradition, et je shíl que tu étaient de sásta ano leis le sin.”
“You guys know I understand Islander speak.” Titus said looking at both of them. They turned toward him a little astonished as his father said,
“Okay then, what did I just say?”
“Mom first said that she thought you guys had talked about it, I'm guessing it was giving me the Pokemon, and then you told her to calm down, that it is tradition and that you guys had talked about it and she was okay before.” Titus smirked as he knew that was exactly what they had said. His parents looked at each other before sighing together. “So what kind of Pokemon did you get me dad?” Titus asked while he studied his Pokeball.
“I caught you a Tentacool!” His father replied excitedly. He smiled proudly at his son as he reacted.
“Woah! Cool, that's awesome dad, thanks!”
“Ew, a Tentacool? Why did you have to get him something gross like that?”
“Hey, I like Tentacool, I think it's neat!” Titus retorted.
“See? The boy likes it!” His father gestured with his hands. His mother scoffed in disgust.
“I don't understand why you couldn't give him something cute and adorable, like an Eevee.” His mother said as she started cleaning up the table.
“Lola, Eevee is a normal type Pokemon, not a water type.” His father explained. “It's tradition we give a water type Pokemon.” Lola turned around and gave his father a stern look.
“Jacque, if you gave him an Eevee, then he could have evolved it into a Vaporeon. Or, if he wanted to he could evolve it into another kind of Pokemon, like an electric type Jolteon, or grass type Leafeon.” Jacque gave out a scoff that turned into a huffing laugh at each Pokemon Lola listed. “Maybe,” she continued to say as she cleaned, “maybe something different like an Espeon, oooh! Or an Umbreon! Maybe even a Flareon!” Jacque scoffed out in disgust at the thought of his only son owning a Flareon.
“No, honey, he has a Tentacool. He likes it, that's what I gave him, and that's that.” Jacque said as a final statement.
“Fine.” Lola said with her nose raised in the air. She grabbed a woven basket and said, “I'm going to go harvest berries. I won't be long” She left the room to go outside and harvest what they had grown overnight. Jacque smiled and shook his head.
“She'll be fine.” He said to Titus. “Your mother has good intentions...” He looked back to see if Lola was anywhere near by. He leaned in to whisper, “but she's a little overprotecting.” He winked at Titus as he laughed a bit. “Now go outside and see your new companion.” Titus nodded as he stood from the table.
“Thanks again dad, for the Tentacool. I really do appreciate it.” Titus said. His father waved him out of the room as he said,
“Go on, get out of here.” Titus smiled as he left the room to go to the beach behind their house.
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Chapter 2: A Trainer's Calling
Titus walked outside their bamboo shack of a house and went to the small beach next to their home. He walked up to the shoreline and looked at his Pokeball. His feet dug in the wet sad as sea water slowly massaged the top of his feet. Titus was excited to meet his new friend, but anxious and nervous at the same time. He took a deep breath then pushed the button on the Pokeball.
The ball popped open, a white film with a materializing sound came bouncing out, and it formed into the shape of a large, round jellyfish like Pokemon that sat in the shallow water. It was magnificent, or so Titus believed. He studied his new found Pokemon; it's blue bulb gleamed in the sunlight and its two round, red circles seemingly absorbed the light from the sun. Its eyes were flat against its body which fanned out around its rim. Its two tentacles floated and twisted underneath the water, only its head breached the surface.
“Tentacool...” the Tentacool said slow and in low pitch. Titus smiled at his Tentacool and sat in the shallow water next to it.
“Hey there Tentacool, I think you met my dad the other day, he's the one who caught you.” Titus started. He wasn't sure how to properly introduce himself to Tentacool; he felt awkward and nervous about the outcome. Tentacool just seemed to study Titus over with his eyes. “Well, uh... I'm thrilled that you were given to me, I mean, I think it's amazing. I think we'll make a great team, working together, having fun, chilling out.”
“Oh! I'm no Pokemon Trainer, hahah... just a regular guy. So I won't be putting you through any like, challenges, or painful training, or anything like that. I'm just going to school now, well I will be once it starts again in the fall, its just early July now. I'm probably going to continue work, building and repairing boats at the shop with my dad. No higher education, or Pokemon League for me, hah... I'm a little more low-key than that stuff.” The Tentacool seemed to start to relax as Titus rambled on. Titus realized he was still holding onto Tentacool's Pokeball and sat it down in the dry sand behind him.
“Yea so, my dad has a nickname for his Cloyster, Spike. So I was thinking of giving you a nickname as well, but I don't know what.” Titus continued as he pondered names for Tentacool. “Hmm...” Titus thought for a moment; he placed one hand up to his chin and scratched it while he put his other hand on his hip. “Ah-hah!” He said as he snapped and pointed at Tentacool. Tentacool's face lit up as Titus pointed at him.
“I'll name you Jacq, after my dad! They guy who caught you and gave you to me!” Titus smiled, but swallowed an awkward lump in his throat right after he said that. He wasn't sure if Jacq would have appreciated the comment. To Titus' surprise Jacq smiled and wiggled his tentacles around in the water. Titus sighed and relaxed with a smile. He was more happy than he thought he would have been with a new Pokemon. He was glad Jacq seemed to be happy and pretty laid back like Titus was; he knew they were going to be friends and it seemed almost cheesy.
Titus stood up from the wet sand and stretched his arms and back. He then took a couple quick steps before leaping into the more deeper part of the water in a cannonball. A small wave of water splashed Jacq. Titus came up to the surface and laughed a bit at the sight of his wet Pokemon.
“...cool.” Jacq said monotonously. Titus laughed a bit,
“Yea, hah, 'cool!' haha.” Titus laughed and mocked Jacq as he treaded water. Jacq came toward Titus with his tentacle skimming the water, creating a wave of water that soaked Titus.
“Coo-hoo-hoo-ool” Jacq chuckled, his blue bulb pulsing with every laugh.
The two spent the rest of the morning and afternoon swimming and splashing. The evening went by with nothing out of the ordinary; a regular dinner accompanied with Jacq, a normal sunset that cast a beautiful array of rouges, golds, a violets across the Unova sky, and a star lit sky to cap of a wonderful birthday. Titus slept easily in his bed with his Pokeball next to him on the bed-side table.
Last edited by Ace Trainer Liam; 17th August 2013 at 08:42 PM.