The Dragon Master: Chapter One

	I'm all alone, forsaken, abandoned. How did I get here you ask? I mean, 
standing on top of the Radio Tower in Goldenrod City. I guess that I should 
start off by telling you my name. My name is Bob. Bob Shepardson. The world 
wishes to dispose of me, afraid of what I am capable of. To tell you the 
truth, not even I know what I am capable of. But you're more interest on why 
or how a 14-year old kid is standing on top of the Goldenrod Radio Tower 
wearing a teal hooded cloak in the middle of the raging storm. But I am the 
one causing the storm. I suppose that I should tell you why and how I got 
here. I was born on August 1, 1988. My parents gave me to an orphanage right 
after I was born. Now it is sometime early August 2002, and I am not sure of 
the date because I am running from the Pokemon League. I have no idea who my 
"real" parents are, but they are the ones who put me in that God-forsaken 
orphanage in Cherrygrove City. Here's my story, beginning in 1990, when I 
was only two years old...
..............*Flashback*...............
	A woman, about in her early thirties with a Butterfree on her shoulder, and 
her 10-year old son, entered a run-down orphanage in Cherrygrove City in 
between the PokeMart and the PokeCenter. The woman's name was Delilah, and 
her son's name was Lance.
	"Mom, what's taking you so long?" whined Lance. "I wanna go get my first 
pokemon from Professor Elm, Sr."
	"This won't take long, Lance," replied Delilah. Delilah walked around for a 
while before making her decision on which on which child she would adopt.
	"Lance, get over here and help me decide which one you want to be your new 
little sibling," Delilah said.
	"Let's get one that likes pokemon," Lance suggested. "Let's get that one 
over there, he looks interested in your Butterfree." Then he pointed at me. 
I was just there staring, transfixed at the Butterfree.
	"Lance, you stay here while I go talk to the manager," Delilah ordered. So 
Lance stayed there. As he stood there waiting for his mother, he took a look 
at my wristband.
	"So your name is Bob," Lance asked. "Well, I'm Lance, your new big 
brother." From that day on, I grew to look up to Lance.
	When the adoption was final, I went and moved in with Delilah and Lance. 
But the day after I moved in, Lance had to leave for his pokemon journey. 
His starter pokemon was the rare dragon-type Dratini. Then Lance was off for 
his pokemon journey. But he did not come back often, either. He only came 
back at Christmas and on Delilah's birthday, but that was it.
	Four years later, when I was six, Lance had entered the Pokemon League with 
his team of dragons and won the competition. Then he left again and took on 
the Elite Four. He, Gyarados, Dragonite, Aerodactyl, Dragonite, Charizard, 
and Dragonite, first took on Will, the first of the Elite four, with his 
psychic pokemon. Lance wiped him out with ease. Next came Koga, the poison 
ninja. Lance and his team had a little bit of trouble with him, but 
eventually defeated him. Thirdly, Lance had to cope with Bruno, the 7-foot, 
250 lb. fighter. But Lance's Charizard took out all of Bruno's Pokemon. 
Finally, Lance had to take on the leader of the Elite Four, Karen, with her 
dark pokemon. It took all of Lance's pokemon, but his starting Dragonite 
eventually defeated Karen's last pokemon, Houndoom. Finally, Lance was the 
Pokemon League Champion. But after Lance became Pokemon League Champion, he 
just stopped visiting us.
	When I was 10 years old, Professor Elm, Jr. gave me my very first pokemon, 
a Dratini, like Lance's. I named the Dratini, Puff. I wanted to follow 
directly in Lance's footsteps. As I went on my badge quest, I gained many 
new pokemon, and soon, I had a team just like Lance's. Then, like Lance, I 
won the Pokemon League Competition and two weeks before my 14th birthday, I 
challenged the Elite Four. My dragons were so powerful that the Elite Four 
never even got an attack off. But then, I came to Lance. He was 22 years old 
now. I having not seen him for 8 years, wondering how much he had changed 
since I had last saw him. I entered the full stadium and walked up to him.
	"It's been a long time Bob," Lance said softly.
	"It's only been 8 years," I replied.
	"You've grown so much since I last saw you," Lance said softly. "But I know 
why you are here. You're here to become the Pokemon League Champion. I'm 
sorry, Bob, but that won't happen today."
	"There's only one way to find out about that, Lance," I replied.
	"I was hoping that it didn't have to be this way," Lance said, "but you 
were always so stubborn. Go, Gyarados."
	"I choose you, Scarlet," I yelled as the battle begun and my Red Gyarados 
came out of its pokeball. "Use your Ice Beam, Scarlet, and freeze that 
Gyarados into a solid ice block." Scarlet obeyed and successfully, froze 
Lance's Gyarados.
	"Uh...the Blue Gyarados is frozen solid and therefore cannot compete," 
shouted the referee. "The Red Gyarados is the winner."
	"Good move, Bob, but I'm afraid that's no match for Dragonite," Lance 
exclaimed as the dragon/flying pokemon emerged from its pokeball. 
"Dragonite, Thunder!" It must have been a million volts of electricity that 
came forth from Lance's Dragonite and hit Scarlet.
	"Scarlet, no," I yelled as Scarlet's 4x weakness to electricity hit it full 
blast and knocked him out.
	"The red Gyarados is unable to battle," the referee yelled. "Dragonite is 
the winner!"
	"I'll fight dragon with dragon," I yelled, with anger at Scarlet's fate. 
"Go, Dragon." Then, my first of my 3 Dragonites came forth from its 
pokeball. "Dragon, use your ice beam." He obeyed and blew Lance's Dragonite 
back 20 feet at the impact of the blow of ice. Dragonite struggled to get up 
but he fell back to the arena floor.
	"The Champion's Dragonite has fainted," the referee yelled. "The 
Challenger's Dragonite is the winner!"
	"Not bad," said Lance quietly. "Go Dragonite." I was expecting this. Our 
teams were pretty much exactly alike, you know.
	"Dragon, use your ice beam again," I shouted at him. But Lance's Dragonite 
was faster.
	"Dragonite, Blizzard," Lance yelled at his pokemon. Dragon didn't have time 
to react. The blizzard hit him full and knocked him out.
	"The Challenger's Dragonite is knocked out," the referee stated. "The 
winner is the Champion's Dragonite!"
	"Go, Dragonight," I yelled. "Use your rapid ice beam before it can react." 
Dragonight obeyed me and shot dozens of ice beams at Lance's second 
Dragonite. Every one of them hit but Lance wasn't about to give up.
	"Dragonite, Fly," Lance yelled, though that did no good as the ice beams 
kept on hitting him. Finally, one caught its wing and it fell back to the 
earth with a crash.
	"The Champion's Dragonite is unable to battle," the referee yelled. "The 
winner is the Challenger's Dragonite. Lance was looking worried now. His 
almost 14-year old adopted brother had demolished half of his team. He had 
to make a critical decision right now or he would have to forfeit.
	"Go, Aerodactyl," cried Lance. His ancient rock/flying pokemon took flight 
prepared to take on my Dragonight. "Aerodactyl, use your Ancientpower over 
and over." Rocks were flying every which way, but Dragonight was one of my 
most agile pokemon, and he was doing a good job dodging all the rocks that 
were thrown that him.
	"Dragonight, use your Ice Beam," I yelled. But just as Dragonight was about 
to release the ice beam at Aerodactyl, a huge rock came and smacked him in 
the stomach and he promptly fainted.
	"Dragonite has been knocked out," the referee called out. "The winner is 
Aerodactyl!"
	"Go, Aeroy, and show him what a "real" Aerodactyl is made of," I cried as I 
threw a pokeball out there. The pokeball exploded as Aeroy came out and 
roared at the enemy Aerodactyl.
	"Aerodactyl, use you Ancientpower again," yelled Lance.
	"Aeroy, use your Fire Blast to Melt down those rocks," I screamed. Both 
pokemon obeyed their trainers and the attack combined. The chemical reaction 
from the rocks in the field and Aeroy's Fire Blast made the rocks explode 
and both pokemon were surrounded by smoke with the rocks still exploding. 
When the dust cleared, both Aerodactyls were lying on the ground, fainted.
	"Both Aerodactyls are unable to battle," the surprised referee shouted. 
"Both trainers must send out a new pokemon, starting with the Champion."
	"Go, Charizard," Lance yelled. So I followed suit with...
	"I choose you, Flare," I cried as both of our Charizards standing out on 
the battlefield. "Start off with Fly!"
	"Also, use your Fly!" Lance ordered his Charizard. "When you get close 
enough, use your Seismic Toss!" Lance's Charizard promptly got a hold of 
Flare and started to fly back down to Earth. Flare was in trouble, so I had 
to think fast.
	"Flare, use your Dragonbreath right in Charizard's face," I commanded 
Flare. Flare obeyed and Lance's Charizard immediately let go of Flare, yet 
he continued to fly blindly back to the ground. Dust flew up as Lance's 
Charizard hit the ground. After the dust had cleared, the referee went out 
to inspect Lance's Charizard.
	"The Champion's Charizard is paralyzed and is unable to continue," the 
dumbfounded referee shouted. "The Challenger's Charizard is the winner." 
Lance only had one pokemon left. This was his last chance, and I knew what 
it was. It was his...
	"Dragonite, I choose you," he said in a dangerous tone. I knew that tone. 
That tone meant that he was done playing games and he was ready to attack 
relentlessly.
	"Charizard, use your Dragonbreath," I shouted.
	"Dragonite, Hyper Beam," he said quietly and dangerously. Flare had no time 
to react; the hyper beam blasted him back until he smashed the back wall of 
the stadium. I only had one chance left, my starter versus his starter.
	"Go, Puff," I yelled. "Puff, you're my last hope. I just ask one thing of 
you, try hard. Let's go."
	"Dragonite, Outrage," Lance said as his pokemon prepared to use the attack. 
I only had one hope of defeating Lance and his Dragonite.
	"Puff, Elemental Imbalance," I yelled. As Dragonite's attack came toward 
Puff, Puff readied himself for the blow. Suddenly, Puff turned into pure 
teal energy and struck Dragonite and knocked him down. That's when I saw it. 
A Focus Band on Dragonite's head. Dragonite got back up. The Focus Band 
saved it from being knocked out!
	"Dragonite, Hyper Beam," Lance called, then he merely laughed as the arena 
filled up with a light brighter than bright.

-                                         End of Chapter One                 
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Elemental Imbalance: Only dragon types can learn this attack. Always attacks 
2nd. Foils the opponents attack. When the opponent attacks that user, the 
user is transformed into pure elemental energy of the type being thrown at 
it. Then, it zooms past the opponent, delivering a blow 4x the damage that 
the user received. If Elemental Imbalance fails, the opponent's attack 
succeeds.

Elemental Imbalance is just an attack created by me.