Chapter No2:Starting A Journey

Joke 1- Why Can't you blindfold a Pokemon? Looking at the two Pokemon I first walked up to Squirtle so that I could whisper into his ear "Squirtle I'm sorry that I won't be picking you, but you have a better trainer coming. He's really good at training what he does, and he will one day make you into a Blastoise." The Pokemon although sad that I wouldn't be picking it, grew excited to meet its owner that I was talking about even if he didn't believe its partner was as good as he was saying he still hoped a bit for it. Looking over at Charmander who appeared sad thinking I would pick Squirtle over it started to wonder if it was really that unlikable. Hurrying over I hug it from behind surprising the fellow as well as professor Oak at how fast I was willing to get close to a Pokemon I hadn't met before. Professor Oak would have thought the boy was almost desperate for something. "Hello Charmander I want to chose you as my partner do you want to come with me?" As the miniature dragon looking Pokemon observed me I looked him dead back into the eyes in all of my seriousness. I knew that I wanted him protecting my back especially in the future with his large dragon like body plus I could feel a connection between us two. Something deeper than anything I had ever experienced at any other time. In fact it was almost like I was destined on some deeper level to meet this fellow. "The Host Has Found His First Pokemon" Ignoring the voice in my head that made me think that I was most likely going crazy with all the impossibilities happening around my life in these past few moments; I focused on his answer which was a quick, heavy, and happy nod with tears that shined in the eyes of my partner. "Than we're now a family," I muttered to him finding it strange how close I wanted to bring the guy to my heart. Unsure why I slowly started realizing the loneliness that I was feeling from this life and a bit from the last. The feelings of both of my hearts were combining and intensifying my sense of self. In my past life I had been an outcast in school. I had been the kid who liked Pokemon, and as such no one wanted to be near the weirdo known as Lazaro. I had also later in college been ignored because I wasn't buff or outstanding in anything special. In this life however I had been subjected to a even greater loneliness. My life in this world was one without any family since the beginning. When the times had gotten hard I had just wanted someone there to share the burden with. At this moment I realized that the want of having a partner mostly came from this world; yet I knew it was the a new part of who I was, and I didn't want to ignore who I was inside, no matter whatever mishmash thing it was. As the professor watched us two bond he looked over at me sadly wondering just what I had gone through to say such deep words at such a young age. After Charmander had regained his pep we walked over to the professor who had gotten back to work secretly watching us occasionally to make sure he wouldn't forget about us. After all he couldn't forget to give us a Pokedex. Once we had made it over I tapped the Professor on the shoulder and watched him with a smile as he turned around with a larger one. "Here's your Pokedex Lazaro. Smiling at my name I realized it might just be true. Why else would I be reincarnated into this unknown world and even that with the same name in both lives. Showing my appreciation, I got up and grabbed the Pokeball that had been placed earlier on the table without me noticing, and so I left with Charmander in my Pokeball. Waiting outside to watch Ash's spectacular fail I started to go over everything that had happened to me. Wondering how I had ended up here, but I'd try and figure that one out later. In just one day many things had happened such as my death, my Reincarnation into a new body gaining its memories and feelings, as well as picking my future Pokemon partner. As I continued going over these things, I fully processed all the memories of this life that I was now living in. My story had gone something like this. I was born to and abandoned by some couple at the Chansey Orphanage. I remember watching as everyone else in my generation was picked but me. At these moments I realized something deep in my heart. No one wanted the useless child that I was. Hoping to become worthy of something to someone I had tried my hardest in all of my studies making any effort I could into a new goal for myself. I would be better than I was. I ended up getting some of the top grades in battling (self explanatory), plotting (knowledge in ways to use moves, the name for special powers of Pokemon species that are learnable for certain species, and which Pokemon face each other the best overall ideally in certain situations ), Pokemon health assessing (another self explanatory one, but this also includes first aid knowledge for other people as well since if a Pokemon was hurt, their trainer would likely be to), basic breeding (A study on how Pokemon mate, and their requirements nutrients wise to allow the best growth), as well as Pokemonology, (The overall study of Pokemon) every semester in my schooling. Later in life people started to get closer to me in school thanks to my grades and I was glad my efforts were paying off; finally I wouldn't need to be alone. Shortly after I realized how wrong I was. The kids only wanted to be my friend because of the benefits that they could gain. A few such things was the scholarships that I was gaining one after the other, in fact I had around ten thousand Poke-dollars was saved up from them, and they also wanted me to do their work so they could get better grades. Some didn't show their greed towards material benefits and instead were looking for connections with me because I could end up being put under a professor to learn under if I continued my schooling. It was with this I realized I still had no friends, and I knew at that moment that it wouldn't happen. No matter how much anything changed. No human that I knew was truly good; there was only those who were slightly better than others and kept their greed more in check. I could only trust a few people not to mess up my life for their own benefit and likely, they had bigger things to worry about. Since that was the case then I just needed to find a Pokemon. At least they knew companionship and wouldn't judge me for their own benefits. They stuck with those they chose to be with even in the worst situations. As this happened I doubled my efforts in my school work, finding something out that I already had suspicions of; I would gain a partner and a Pokedex if I did well enough, and so I studied my days away hoping to gain a family in my future partner. I would keep them safe, and I wouldn't be so alone anymore. It was somebody that I could fully trust and hope to share my life with. This was my last resort.