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Chapter 2, take 3. erg this is getting really annoying retyping chapters
Rochelle,
The sweet aroma of autumn surrounded the area, and once green trees were of beautiful crimson reds, mustard yellow, and rotten brown, Swablu’s body fitted in perfectly, all exept for her clouded wings, which quickly began to pick up leaves and twigs. The songbird flew delightfully above me, yet would turn her eyes toward me every once and a while. I kept a steady pace, checking the surroundings for any pokemon. A few Diglet popped out of their holes staring at me, but as soon as I turned my head they would shoot underground. Eventually I began to sense the pokemon and began to chuck rocks at them when they thought I wasn’t looking, but even that got boring. Miles down the road did I meet something interesting, a sign,
<-to Watmel City, that’s where I lived, -> to Plum City and the Plum City Gym \!/ to Hell, a permanent marker drew that arrow. I gave a soft chuckle, and began to walk to Lum City. As dusk came upon us I made camp, after every thing was checked, I watched the flames of the small fire I made twist and turn, jump up and down, sucking the energy out of the dead leaves and twigs I picked. As they died away leaving little embers, I was confused, was I happy being a trainer, most kids are hyped up about it that they would stay up to late, but I was different, I really didn’t care, it was more as a life chose by someone else.
The sun slowly rose over the horizon, peaking into the thin clothe of my tent. My eyes slowly came to focus as I stared at the yellow pokemon with great white wings covering her eyes, I gave her a soft poke in the back, startling the little thing. She rolled her eyes then tried to fall back to sleep, but I prodded again and nipped my finger.
“OW! Swablu, its time to wake up!” I said sternly, the little pokemon gave a big yawn, then arose. I rubbed my fingers through its soft cloud like wings, they felt like cotton.
“Swablu, blu blu, swa, blu.” She cooed trying to settle down again, but I took her out of the tent, and packed up. The pokemon soared overhead as I began to walk toward the next city. Several eyes would look at me, but would not reveal their bodies so I kept walking, besides I didn’t have any pokeball, since for some strange reason the league banned them exept to use to capture your first pokemon.
A man dressed in tan clothes popped out of the bushes a few miles down the road. “Hey, missy, where ya heading, to da gym, well come with me if ya want a badge.” He said, his voice was sorta country like.
“Wait, we are not in the city yet, so how can I get a badge if there isn’t a gym around?” I said suspicious, mom and dad but mom especially warned me about gangs and teams and stuff like that. The guy gave a sly chuckle then turned to the forest.
“For a beginner you are pretty wise, most trainers are gullible whom do not question things. Fine, well its not a gym badge but it is a required badge, you see the league sponsors new trainers by setting them up through a trials.” He said.
“Are you just trying to lure me in a trap by telling me lies?” I asked feeling that this man was a con man. He gave another chuckle then put his hand in his pocket and withdrew a piece of paper.
“Ha, ya don’t trust me enough, eh, well here ya go, an officia letta from the Watamelan league.” He said. I grabbed the paper form his hand and quickly scanned the letter, it had the official symbol, and it did say badge several times.
“Okay okay I believe you, now take me to the trial area.” I demanded, the guy broke into a greedy smile.
“Follow me.” He said slyly. (Authors note, slyly is a weird word.) He then ran into the bushes, and kept running through the forest. It was next to impossible to keep up with him, he kept running behind trees and junk,
“Slow down.” I called out, but I lost him. Dang it, I lost him. I turned my head up into the sky and shouted at Swablu. “Can you find him?” She down by my side and faced the left. “Go left right?” I asked, the pokemon gave a confused look. “I meant left?” I corrected. Swablu gave a happy chirp darting left then right, then forward followed by a U turn to another left then forward. I followed the best I could taking shortcuts through small shrubs, eventually meeting Swablu and the tan suited guy.
“There’s one requirement checked off, the ability to let the pokemon guide you, now just a few more left.” The guy commented watching me struggle through bushes and seeing an outline of a dirty camp site. A bunch of pokemon was playing, a speedy Psyduck, ran into a Volbeat, the angered Volbeat then released some electrical attack and shocked the Psyduck to the ground. I gave out a laugh, but the guy looked at me like if I committed a crime.
“Ya know its not nice to laugh at a pokeman’s fall.” He said annoyed. A sudden urge to punch the guy was in my mind but he soon walked off.
“Wait, what am I supposed to do now so I can get out of here.” I cried out. The guy ignored me and walked off. I waited watching some more pokemon play, a Weedle trying to climb a tree but a Pineco kept knocking it down, a Houndour trying to battle an Eevee but the Eevee kept staring at the Weedle, the brave never failing Weedle. A red beam sucked the Pineco up, and the Weedle was able to get to the top of the tree, I looked up to see a female, a little shorter than me but wearing the same out fit as they guy come up to me.
“So I guess you are my new friend for the day, my name is Jennie, and I will be your guide for the day.” She said in a cheerful voice. Why was she happy, her life consists of watching beginner trainers fail at the easiest tasks.
“Well Jennie, my name is Rochelle, and this is my pokemon Swablu.” I greeted holding my hand out for a handshake but got a hug instead.
“Rochelle, that’s a cute Swablu, how did you get its color like that?” She asked her voice light hearted and full of cheerfulness.
“Well it was supposed to be my dad’s but the Swablu died then reincarnated and instead of blue or green it turned yellow, now what am I supposed to do to get my badge?” I asked, she gave a wide smile, her blue eyes lighting up over a stupid question.
“You first need to understand how and why to use hidden power AND how to properly use a pokeorb, then you NEED to catch a POKEMON, and finally show battle STRAT-E-GIES!!!!” She said making the capitalized words sound important. “Rochelle, follow me into my tent so we can get started, OKAY!” She then held my hand like if I was a ten year old, I was actually 15, and brought me into a pink tent with an electric blue sleeping bag. Her tone of voice changed into a rushed whisper the moment we entered. “Don’t ask questions now unless if I tell you, this is very important and I want to get out of here but my brother won’t let me so please play along.” She urged.
“Good you aren’t one of those air heads.” I muttered, she acted like if she didn’t listened and withdrew a glass sphere from her bag.
“This Rochelle is a pokeorb and exclusive to the Watermelon league, we use it to catch pokemon, I looked you up on our beginning trainers database and noticed that you moved from Oldale to Watmel City only a few years ago. Now Pokeorbs have properties unlike those of other pokemon catching devices. They are the only pokemon capturing system that actually needs a human to power it up and it can teach pokemon certain powers a normal pokemon wouldn’t.” She explained, handing me the glass orb, after examining its smooth surface she held her hand out and I returned the ball to her.
“Now you are probably wondering what kind of human powers, well after some experimenting with TM’s studies show a human can learn hidden power, but it wouldn’t do anything of use. Well some scientists thought of an idea to transfer that power to make a pokemon catching device, and that is how Pokeorbs were started. Now the pill I am going to give you will not harm you in anyway, unless if you over dose and become to power hungry.” She explained handing me a Tm tablet, it was probably just a Advil anyway so I swallowed it. What did I get to lose?
A sudden surge of energy flew through my veins, it felt like I was being electrocuted yet it didn’t hurt, and as soon as I felt it, it was gone. “What just happened?” I gasped, noticing my fingernails were painted with yellow thunderbolts.
“Oh, so your Hidden Power is the electric type, that’s cool I am an ice type,” Jennie said showing me the little ice crystals embedded in her fingernails. “Now that the dangerous part is done, I am going to give you the pokeorb and I want you to grasp it and focus your energy into it.” She handed the glass orb back to me, and I gripped it. I concentrated on the ball held in my hand, feeling little shocks from my veins, and before my eyes I was transferring electric currents into the pokeorb.
“I did it!” I cheered showing Swablu what I did, but she laid asleep on top of Jennie’s sleeping bag.
“Well you are alive, now it’s the hard part, you need to catch a pokemon, and here are some pointers, one if a pokemon is attacking you, grab it and do the same thing you did to the pokeorb to release the pokemon off of you but you can not do that with Ground types, second, this is the most annoying part, make sure the pokemon can not dodge the pokeorb when you throw it, since if it breaks it takes 24 hours to repair, and you have to go to the second gym for another pokeorb.” She explained, ushering me out.
“How many gyms are there?” I asked climbing out of the pink tent.
“I don’t know, now I want to see you by 10:00 pm tonight.” She waved, putting on her fake smile. I turned to my unhappy awake Swablu, “Tonight we will set off with a new friend.” I said cheerfully heading out toward the forest.
Taking a few steps into the forest I met my first pokemon that didn’t run away, it was one of my favorites, an Oddish, its midnight blue body clashed with its bright red eyes, and its spring green leaves that resembled the softest of all grasses, it was an awesome pokemon. I sent out Swablu, “Swablu start off with a Peck attack.” I ordered, but she turned her head confused. “You know the attack where you hit the pokemon with your beak.” I said, she then dove down to Oddish then poked her nose at it gently. “NO, that’s not it you force your beak to hurt it!” I yelled the pokemon gave a swift nod, then drilled her beak into the Oddish, the small grass type quickly dug underground and never popped back up. Dang it.
I scoured the area further trying to find a pokemon that I accepted, Rattatta, no they are to ugly, Drozee they are UGLY they would insult my whole appearance, Sentret although cute were just not my style, Wurple, its not that I don’t like bugs but I didn’t like that one. “Swablu, use a wing attack on that Togepi,” I ordered, the yellow pokemon gave a confused look again. “Swablu, you don’t even know your own attacks, well wing attack is where you take your wings and flap them fiercely to create a sharp gust of wind.” I explained but the pokemon gave another confused expression. I spread my arms like if I was a bird then pushed them forward acting like if I was using wing attack. The two pokemon laughed very hard then before my eyes the Togepi teleported in a lime green flash.
“Okay Swablu, tomorrow we will teach you all your moves since you don’t know them.” I shot giving the pokemon a dirty look then returned the bird to its delightful little ball. I then spent the rest of the afternoon fruitless. Night soon fell upon me, blanketing the ground with its darkness, I stumbled upon many logs trying to find the fire, but an eerie violet glow was speeding past me every few seconds and after the dark energy passed an odd chill followed. Dundut du-n.
