The Hacker [Pokemon Fanfiction]

The Hacker: Chapter 1

(Fan trailer in media by @ruby-marie94)

I held my oceanic blue GameBoy over my head, using the charcoal colored arrow pad underneath the screen to move my avatar around.

2014 and I was still playing GameBoy. Yes, I had a 3DS but I liked old school stuff too.

The pixilated boy I controlled at the time walked into the tall generated grass. This certain patch was on the right side route of Vermilion City. It wasn't too soon until the sound of electronic rolling battle music began. I set the hand-held down onto my bed and, with a flop, rolled from my back to my belly. A cord that connected the GameBoy with my prized laptop sunk into my stomach, yet I didn't mind it too much.

My fingers flew across the keyboard like an advanced pianist would across their keys, the faint sound of tapping clicks filled my utterly dark room. My caramel eyes vigorously followed the thousands of lime green digits that built a code soar up my screen.

My pinky outstretched itself clicked the "Enter" button, the final clack being the loudest. I nibbled on my lower lip as I turned back to face my GameBoy. My muddy brown hair twisted around my body with the movement. I lifted the game up, and a warm feeling surged through my veins.

As my player character threw out my starter, Charizard, my lips curled into a grin. Our enemy was a faded cream mirage, its long tail snaking behind the creature's odd proportioned body like an 'S'. It wasn't exactly the most appealing sprite to stare at though.

It was technically impossible to receive Mew without special events, even in original games like my Red Version. (Let's ignore the tedious Mew Glitch for now. No way to legitimately claim it in-game, quickly.)

But not for me. Nothing was impossible for me.

You see, if I was ever able to receive Mew by events it means the pokemon's code was already in the game. So if I was able to find it in the oceans of data packed into one cartridge and cut it into the location code my avatar was at, then it would appear as a wild pokemon. Because all I really did was modify the pokemon who was originally supposed to appear along with its move set.

I opened up my team, and gazed upon them for a moment.

Charizard- Level 100

Blastoise- Level 100

Venusaur-Level 100

Lapras-Level 100

Snorlax-Level 100

Pikachu-Level 100

I just wanted to admire my team, my work per se, which I was able to build by hacks for a moment before I exited back into the battle. I moved my choice box onto the section labeled, "BAG" and opened the pokeball section. My 99 masterballs sat awaiting me with a glowing radiance.

"Gottcha ya' little sucker," I whispered with a smirk hinting at the corner of my mouth as I chose a masterball to throw. My avatar in mid-toss froze, the screen glitched. Bar lines darted across the screen and the catchy battle music was replaced with a high static screech emitting from the right corner speaker. The frequency continued to vary at full volume as the codes flashed across the small screen in clusters. Small sparks glittered in my dark bedroom.

Both my hands were slapped against my ears and my teeth gritted into one another. With much courage, I peeled a hand away from my left ear and reached over to the GB's power switch. My finger flicked at it multiple times, but nothing happened.

I let out a pained growl, I hate when systems do this... Always with the older ones too.

Soon, the bugged game effected my computer. The modern technology amplified the ringing static, my laptop screen lighting up a pure white.