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Pokemon: Second Chance At Life

Life is hard enough for Honey Stronghold living for a second time in Pokémon. Not to mention having this second life based off of a character she created with her friend. Well here comes Honey and her journey in Pokémon in Galar before Leon becomes champion. With death comes a journey with Honey being placed in the second rewrite of her original fanfiction. How will her life fair in Kanto with a mash up of game, anime and manga? Will it be a better life than the last or will it prove just as equally terrible. Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon instead credit should go to its creator. This is just a fanfiction and not real.

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Chapter 56

Henry leads me to the second largest house in Pallet Town. A pink house with Caterpie and its evolution line hanging around it in the trees. I could feel their eyes on me. Eevee yips excitedly in my arms squirming around to have a have look at the bug Pokémon.

Henry knocks on the front door," Hey, Gran Graves we're here to pick up Charles." We wait a few minutes and look at each shrugging. Guess he isn't here. 

"Maybe Charles went off-" The door slams open and a purple blur tackles me to the ground. Eevee yips," Vee ee vee." Then rolls a little bit away from me. I see it just lay there stunned at being thrown to the ground. Henry just gasps in shock. I try to move but the weight holds me down to the ground.

"What the heck Charles you could have hurt Eevee." The purple figure laughs, and I blink my eyes to see Charles on top of me holding a knife." Okay I know you hate me, but could you please put the knife down. Um not into me but somewhere else. I really don't want to get stabbed right before we get our starter Pokémon." 

Charles waves his knife," Heh fine Jazz I'll get off you if you admit you turned me into the authorities." As if I would admit anything to this purple psycho. It does'nt matter if I said I did or not. He would stab me either way. How do I get myself out of this without being stabbed?

I gulp about to speak when I feel Charles being lifted off me. " Charles, you know Jasper would never do that. Besides we're going to be late if we don't leave so."

"Fine I know she did it anyway. Let's go already I want to pick first then you guys can fight for second pick." With that we made our way to Oak's lab. Eevee securely held in my arms with Henry in the middle and Charles on the other side of Henry.

On the way there we just walked in silence for a bit. I look at Eevee and scratch it's head. It just yawns and cuddles closer to my chest. I feel a burst of love at this. Then the deep longing for another Pokemon that hatched in my last life.

Then we finally got there to Professor Oak's lab. When the door slams open. With a," Gary get back here young man. You are to young to be a Pokemon trainer."

A blur of brown shoves me into Henry screaming," Smell ya later Gramps. I'm off to be the bestest trainer ever!"

With a final scream of," Gary you better get back here young man. I'm about to call your mother on you." A small woman comes into mind. With wild green eyes daring me to walk out that door without taking Gary with me. Ugh my head is pounding with more information of how I know Gary.

A little boy that lives next door to me. Always TPing my house mistaking it for Ash's house on the other side of Gary's house. I swear that kid can't tell anything apart and oh my gosh his army of- No Jasper don't even think about it can't hurt you.

The blur stops to reveal a small Gary Oak staring off into the distance. A single tear going down his face. " You wouldn't dare do that Gramps. Mom would blame you for allowing me to go off on my own. Also, for leaving your Pokémon out without it being protected. So, who would be in more trouble me or you." With that Gary gazed at the door to stare down Professor Oak.

I could hear the weight of world when Oak sighs," Gary come back inside right now and please give me the Pokémon you stole. The trainers are right there waiting to choose their starters. You know your father will be disappointed in you if you don't young man."

Gary walks over huffing," Fine old man. Here's the Pokéballs. I'm going to go home and tell mom what you let me do." With that Gary shoves the Pokéballs into Oak's hands and runs off.

Oak rubs his face beckoning us inside," I swear that kid will give me a heart attack one day. He's only seven and already wants to be a trainer. It feels like they are starting off younger and younger every year."

I almost forgot to post this. I will also be uploading this on ao3 next week.

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