# Of the Persian Persuasion

Author: foxohki
Tags: Human, Persian, Plot Development, Trainer, pokemon

Chapter one of my continuous story about a maturing young man and his marvelous Persian! Artwork by


Of the Persian Persuasion
"William! Come open your present!"  
The faint shouting of an older woman's voice could
be heard through the closed door of one young man's bedroom, and soon after he is
seen powering down his computer and motioning to leave the sanctity of his room
in. Little did he know what was to come...
Indeed he was a 'young man' now, and at that age
where he should be "accomplishing" things... And accomplishing "real" world
things...  He was at that age now where he
should be perusing his life's ambitions and goals, or at least getting towards
them some measurable sort of "physical" way... 
Yes, he was definitely at that age now where he should be "making
something of himself"; or at least this was the mentality and feelings in the
hearts and minds of his parents who told him these things time and time again. They
were the two people who had given him everything in this life and all of the
comforts that this material world had to offer, and they never let him forget
that, however, today...  Today they had
finally decided to give him a swift kick of the metaphorical boot.
 
* * * * * * *
Oh I hate it when they use my full name like
that...  Why can't they just call me Will,
like everyone else? But no matter... Today is my sixteenth birthday!  Which means! I will be receiving the latest
expansion pack for Pokémon Online! 
Which is only the world's very first and very greatest Pokémon based
mmorpg!  Where you can catch, train and
battle all of the Pokémon you could ever want to! For a small monthly
subscription fee of course..!  But my
parents pay for that, so I don't have to worry about getting a job just yet; as
we have always been quite well off and 'in the money', so to speak, after my
father established a chain of successful pokémarts in the area here
quite some long time ago...  But enough
about that! Today is my birthday!!!
Making my way out of my room and towards the living
room where I had heard my mother calling for me, I see a humungous sized
present-box in the center of the floor upon entering; complete with all of the
wrappings and fancy bows that a family such as mine could afford, it was all a
bit weird...  Because...  It was much too large to be Pokémon
Online expansion pack sized...  Did they
get me another gift besides my expansion pack? 
They knew it was the only thing I wanted...  Just like how the past two birthdays I have had
it was the only thing I wanted and asked for... 
The expansions always seem to come out yearly around my birthday!  Like the game was made and built around me and
I was destined to play it! So what gives...
My parents said nothing to me as I slowly advanced
towards my perfectly presented gift, and with eerie, stern looks of silent
conviction upon their faces, I began to gently pull on the top most prominent
ribbon that was holding the secret structure together in an attempt to reveal
whatever was to come of it all.
"We think it's about time that you got out there in
the real world and made something of yourself, son..."  My father started up as I continued to
dismantle the luxurious anomaly before me; and if there was any doubt of
something big and ominous  was going down
here before, it had definitely become all too clear now...  Just hearing that phrase he used: 'real
world', always sent a fit of tensed emotions into me, as my parents and I would
constantly get into a debate over my Pokémon Online obsession, and by
debate, I mean, they would hassle me about it and tell me how they weren't pleased
as I kept my mouth shut.
"You have been playing that game of yours for
exactly two years now, non-stop, ever since it was released..."  He continued. "Locked away in your room most
every day...  It isn't a healthy habit, nor
a productive one."
I knew then that my fate was sealed; whatever they
had planned for me, it was a done deal... 
Indeed I knew this day was coming and it was just a matter of time, but
still my heart sunk as it was finally here, as surely my beloved Pokémon
Online would be taken away from me... And on my birthday of all days!
"We think you could both benefit from one another."
My mother finally chimed in.  "And at the
very least, at least you will be able to have said you tried."
'Tried...
Tried at what?!  One... Another...  She said... Who......' I
think to myself as I continue to open the mystery box before me; and with the
ribbons holding everything in place removed, I steadily began to open the very
top of the box and peer inside to see the glistening of some sort of red gem as
its contents were gently exposed to the light.
"Ral~ rawl!" 
The loud cry of some sort of Pokémon sounded in the air as the top of
the box was forcefully flung open and a tan furry blur flew out from inside and
directly above me; knocking me to my rear end in the process, I then slowly
turn around to find a Persian casually grooming itself on the floor before then
quickly stopping to intently stare at me out of the corners of its eyes,
motionless and in mid-lick of its fur.
"A Persian?!" I shout in response to all of it.  "It would have been my last choice!"
"A Persian is fine..." My father ignorantly tells me.
"It's normal type... NORMAL!  How am I supposed to gain any sort of
advantage with a normal type Pokémon? 
How can I do anything but just throw it into battle and hope for the
best?  There is no strategy there... No
skill... No--"
"The Persian was Aunt Katy's, and she couldn't
handle her anymore.  So now she's here
for you to handle." My mother abruptly interrupts.  "You're always playing that silly game of
yours, and so now this is your opportunity to go out there and do the real
thing with a Pokémon.
"Yes, that's fine, but..."  'But
what can I tell them?  That I'm terribly
shy and anti-social... That I don't know where to begin with any of this, and I'm
afraid...'  "But how couldn't she handle
the Persian exactly?"
"Well, Katy kept the Persian as a pet Pokémon,
but that didn't fare too well...  It
seems she would rather be out of the house, or doing something else, but
definitely not cooped up inside all day; and those were her words exactly.  The curtains, the furniture, they were all
torn to shreds! A bloody mess of a state her home was in when I went to pick
this Persian up from her!" My mother exclaimed.
"So it was just a pet Pokémon, too?!" I
bark in response.
"Yes, it was, now, on your way."  My father replied while both he and my mother
stood up and proceeded to swiftly escort me to the front door of our house and
then outside to the entrance as Persian followed behind the entire commotion.
"Now, your pokédex, your pokéballs,
some potions, and all of your Pokémon oriented and essential needs can be found in here." My
mother tells me as she motioned to a green backpack with black straps already
conveniently placed against the side of the house.  "And your sleeping bag and tent can be found
there on top of it."
"Yes, I see, but..."
"No buts... You are off on your epic journey of
insight and intrigue.  Good luck, you!"  My father tells me as he gives me a cutesy
little punch on the chin.
"We love you!" My mother follows up as she gives me
a quick little hug and then scurries back into the house; and I just stand
there a bit awe-struck in response as everything finally increasingly still, in
a way... 'I guess this is really
happening...?!'
"There is enough money in here to last you for three
months..." My father explains as he hands me a generic kind of themed wallet with
a pokéball pattern on it.  "Now
go catch some bucks!" He goes on to chuckle to himself.
"But..."  I
stumble in vain.
"Look. If you can't handle it after three months,
you can come home, and we'll talk. But until then, enjoy your adventure!"
"But!"
"I have faith in you!" Are the final last words he
tells me before leaving to join my mother and closing the door behind him.
"Persian per...?" 
I hear the inquiring sounds of my brand new Pokémon I never
knew I even wanted as the gravity and realness of everything seems to sink in
even further. 
It felt like she was asking me if I were ready to go.  Somehow, I knew that...  And for some reason, I felt oddly reassured
as she walked a bit forward and looked back over her shoulder at me; as if
asking me if I were coming or not.
"Per--sian per?" 
She went on to say as I attempted to further gather my thoughts,
feelings... Anything and everything I could gather...  But it seemed that all I had right now to my
name was my backpack and this gear now, so I decide to just gather that instead
and follow Persian wherever she seemed so determined to get to.
Sure she was just a normal type, and a former pet
Pokémon as well...!  But she had a
kind of presence and confidence about her that I felt oddly compelling... Comforting
even...  
"I'm coming!" I told her as I ran a bit to catch up
with her, and then followed closely behind her she led the way and headed towards
the forest nearby where I used to play with the wild Rattata when I was younger;
that is, until one of the Raticate there decided to attack me out of the blue
one day and send me to the emergency room...
Ever since that encounter so very long ago I've been
a bit afraid of venturing into the unknown, and I suppose that's truly what
held me back from becoming a real Pokémon trainer in the first place. Until
now that is...  Because now it seemed there
was no other option... But with this Persian, I did somehow feel a bit safe and
secure... And I think... I think that everything just might be alright...
"Ral rawl~!!!" Sounded the battle cry of Persian, my
very first Pokémon,
as swiftly sped up and then pounced into the dense and tall grass that laid all
along the outskirts of the forest, no doubt hiding one or more Rattata inside
within their hidden leafy realm.
"I'm coming too! Persian!"

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