Kavidun
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Hi. This is my first Fic, so please be gentle with the Comments. I'm new to writing. I planned this out, but if there is anything you feel isn't right about this, say.
The waves rumbled outside The Game Corner. A bead of sweat ran down the Stereotypical Italian mans face. Suddenly, in a voice no-one was expecting...
"Kangaskhan, Use Body Slam. No mercy."
It was a deep american voice, not italian like his looks. His clothes looked light Canadian, from the '90s. Well, it would, as this is '99.
"Pikachu, Thunderbolt. Do your best!"
The two attacks collided like missiles. Pikachu had the upper hand however, despite Kangaskhan being the better Pokémon.
Kangaskhan fell almost flat.
"Hyper Beam"
The beam shone out of the Kangaroo's pouch. The baby in the pouch was the one firing the light. The mother was Sending power, as seen by concentration in it's eyes.
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"You have failed me son."
"Dad, but..."
"No buts. You didn't wish to help me in Team Rocket. For that you'll pay."
"Dad, I'm sorry. I never wanted it to end this way..."
"Neither did I. But we both know this isn't going to work."
"Dad, yes, but..."
"Goodbye Son."
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Pikachu was flung back by the force of the beam. He was flung back. Kangaskhan suddenly froze. Not as in cold, but as in stuck. Static had taken effect from the Body Slam earlier.
"Now's your chance Pikachu! THUNDER!"
That was the final hit. All had ended. Giovanni had lost.
"You fight a good fight, for a loser." Red smirked.
Giovanni was silent as he fled. He fled fast too. He ran south from the Kanto region. He'd try again somewhere else.
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"Dad. Please. I need you. I'll join your team. Whatever you want!"
"Too late. You had your fun, I can't let a moron be in our team."
"Dad..."
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PROLOGUE
The waves rumbled outside The Game Corner. A bead of sweat ran down the Stereotypical Italian mans face. Suddenly, in a voice no-one was expecting...
"Kangaskhan, Use Body Slam. No mercy."
It was a deep american voice, not italian like his looks. His clothes looked light Canadian, from the '90s. Well, it would, as this is '99.
"Pikachu, Thunderbolt. Do your best!"
The two attacks collided like missiles. Pikachu had the upper hand however, despite Kangaskhan being the better Pokémon.
Kangaskhan fell almost flat.
"Hyper Beam"
The beam shone out of the Kangaroo's pouch. The baby in the pouch was the one firing the light. The mother was Sending power, as seen by concentration in it's eyes.
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"You have failed me son."
"Dad, but..."
"No buts. You didn't wish to help me in Team Rocket. For that you'll pay."
"Dad, I'm sorry. I never wanted it to end this way..."
"Neither did I. But we both know this isn't going to work."
"Dad, yes, but..."
"Goodbye Son."
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Pikachu was flung back by the force of the beam. He was flung back. Kangaskhan suddenly froze. Not as in cold, but as in stuck. Static had taken effect from the Body Slam earlier.
"Now's your chance Pikachu! THUNDER!"
That was the final hit. All had ended. Giovanni had lost.
"You fight a good fight, for a loser." Red smirked.
Giovanni was silent as he fled. He fled fast too. He ran south from the Kanto region. He'd try again somewhere else.
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"Dad. Please. I need you. I'll join your team. Whatever you want!"
"Too late. You had your fun, I can't let a moron be in our team."
"Dad..."
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COMMENTS APPRECIATED!