New Way, New Life(Prologue)

Legal Stuff: I don't own Pokemon.  It belongs to Nintendo, Game Freaks, and 
4kids.  The only reason I'm writing this Fanfic is just because it's a fun thing 
to do. This is my first time writing a fanfic so please tell me how it is.  This 
is an other romance novel(RN) so don't expect Ash, Misty, Brock, or anyone from 
the main show to be in here(except for a certain few).

Note: This fanfic does not contain excessive cursing and/or swearing, sexual 
activity.  Maybe a little bit of violence(mostly not).  I plan on keeping this 
Fanfic clean enough for even little children to read it.

-Rucchinator

Characters:
Paul(Me, first person) 16 years old Blastoise Lv. 43
Giselle(From the Tech School) 15 years old Cubone Lv. 28

New Way,  New Life

It's been only a few days since my father had just passed.  I'm on a boat and 
I'm on my way to my promise.  With their last wish, my parents requested me to 
enroll into Pokemon Tech, a school for Pokemon Trainers(especially for die-hard 
trainers) to start a new life.  They worked hard to get a ticket for me to go.  
Eversince I left my little house, where my parents took care of me until now, I 
felt different.  I, usually, am a cheerful, carefree guy, I guess I don't expect 
to see this to happen.  My mom died of cancer, we couldn't get her to a hospital 
because it was too far away.  We were, mostly, poor, and we lived in a small 
house, on the countryside just outside of town.  My father was a martial arts 
teacher, he specialized on, mainly Kung Fu and Karate.  My mother didn't have a 
job, she just stayed home, clean the house, and if she's not busy, watch me and 
dad train together. She died when I was 5 years old.  I was well disciplined, 
well trained, and my father told me not to hit anyone unless it's self-defense.  

On the day my mom died, she gave me a pokeball which contained a Squirtle.  She 
told me that it was an away present.  Ever since that day when I met Squirtle, 
he's been like a brother to me, especially during those hard times.  We worked 
hard and Squirtle evolved into a Wartortle.  My father also died of cancer but, 
it was a different type of cancer.  He died of Lung Cancer.  My Wartortle was 
there too, when I cried, he cried.  During his cries, he evolved into the 
Blastoise that I have with me right now.

After that, I packed my bags and, with one last tear drop from my eyes, I 
visited my parent's grave.  Then, I left for the ship, which, luckinly, arrived 
one day after my dad's passing.  Now, I'm on this ship and am heading for a new 
life, not as an orphan, but as a student.

End Prologue.
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