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Fantasy A Pokmon Master Title A Pokmon Master Excerpt Every boy and girl dreams to become it a Pokmon master. For those young people it is a noble dream, yet for one that dream has turned sour. It was taken away from him at a young age, his parents deciding against it. It wasnt until he became a man that he pursued it anyway, mind sharp and cruel. We follow this mans crusade to become a Pokmon master, one without equal. His actions would scare the average Team Rocket member and frighten the local law enforcement. Watch as this man becomes what he has always wanted to, at any cost, no matter how many people and Pokmon he has to abuse and steal. Content -Non con towards both humans malefemale and Pokmon -Interspecies -Cruelty -Mastersubmissive Scenario Breaking news from the Indigo Plateau, the Pokemon league is announcing an all new tournament open to any trainer from any region! More details coming soon. The TV newscaster announced. Those words were all that it took, shaking his resolve and strengthening it. Lance slowly arose from the chains of his deep sleep with a sharp awareness of today's coming events. His eyelids slowly arose and he surveyed the room for a moment before coming into his usual dark state of mind. Today was the day he would get his starting Pokmon, one who would join him on a trip for the rest of his journey. His father, Jack Grey, a top class Pokmon Breeder, stood in front of him with a blank expression on his face. Jack had tried to convince his son to pick up the family trade, breeding Pokmon and having a stable lifestyle. He had managed to talk his son out of becoming a trainer for a few years now, yet at the age of twenty five his son suddenly decided to go out and seek his own fate. There had been some arguments -if one could call a scream-fest an argument-, about his sons fate, the stupidity of it all. Finally the father had given in and made an appointment with a local professor. Lance barely acknowledged his father as he got dressed and made his way downstairs, grabbing some supplies before he left. It would only be a short walk towards the professor, perhaps ten minutes, tops. Irritation filled his veins when he noticed the large crowd that had formed in front of the building, blocking his way. Apparently he wasnt the only one who was trying his luck at becoming a Pokmon master. So there he stood, nearly a head taller than most around him, not to mention years older than the average brat here. People did not become a trainer at such an old age. He fought his way through irritation and kept his visage calm and emotionless. After two hours waiting he finally had the items he wanted, a starting Pokmon and a Pokdex. He only needed the former, yet the latter might come in handy, not that he needed any information. Due to his background he knew most Pokmon from watching them in his fathers line of work, knowing their strengths and weaknesses. He ignored the professor the minute he had his starting set, walking out of the building and slamming the door shut, not caring that it might be seen as offensive. He was getting tired of these fucking kids hanging around and acting all excited. 1 starter Pokmon, 1 Pokdex. Two hours later, two hours of none stop walking, away from his old life. The road had been even and so far he had not yet encountered anything of worth. He decided it was high time he would introduce himself to his new Pokmon, establish a firm line of command. He was the master, the boss. He had heard of starter Pokmon being a bit rebellious if one did not have a gym badge, yet Lance doubted that would happen to himself. He had gained an impressive strong build from working with his father and he had the mentality to use that said build if a Pokmon even considered irritating him. He grabbed the pokball and threw it on the ground, watching a red light form on the ground, transporting his Pokmon to the ground. In his mind he already had a solid plan, a way to glory. He wasnt going to be like any trainer that had been before him. He knew people his age already had years and years of experience behind them, yet they lacked something. Lance wasnt shy to get his hands dirty, knock a few heads or abuse a few rears to get what he wanted. If a trainers pokmon was too strong, Lance would follow, silently, and either steal from or beat up that Pokmon trainer when he was asleep. Setting Pokmon universemodern My Characters Name Lance Grey Age 25 Species Human Gender Male Height 62 Hair colour Brown Skin colour Tanned Eye colour Green Profession Pokmon trainerBreeder Physical Traits -Unusual genetics His physiology is quite flexible, allowing him procreate with most species. Mental Traits -linguistic instinct Was born with a affinity for languages, both human and Pokmon. Is able to understand both. Your Characters Any of the Pokmon you desire. At first it would be one, yet over time more would come, either legally or illegally. The main starter would stick with him until the end, the others only if the partner has a specific wish. Requirements At least a tiny understanding of the Pokmon universe and the creatures that live within, either from the television series, movie, or the games. Other information -Possibly impregnationpregnancy. Inspiration for the scene Pokmon universe