Pokemon: A New Journey

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Stork and I reached Viridian City at around 9:00 at night, do it was pretty dark, with the exception of the dim glow of the moon, reflecting of the few ponds in the city. There were still people walking around the city, mostly couples who wanted to take a stroll.
Stork and I first went and gave our Pokemon to Nurse Joy for healing. Stork's Caterpie was still weak from its last battle and my Togepy needed to get some shots so it wouldn't get sick at such a young age. Nurse Joy said that any baby pokemon should be taken care of carefully, because they can easily die.
After depositing our pokemon for the night, Stork and I headed over to his house, which was only a block away. When we arrive, his family was in the middle of putting everyone to bed. He had a total of 4 siblings- 3 boys and one girl. The girl was the youngest of the group, and looked like she was the most mature because she was sitting quietly in the corner reading a children's book with her doll. Her brothers, on the other hand, were running around shooting each other with play guns.
Stork's mother cried helplessly to her sons, "Boys. Stop it right now, boys. Derek, drop that gun this instance! Oh, no, you better not shoot me…" a squirt of water poured from the gun and right onto her face.
Stork's dad finally intervened, " STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" he screamed. The boys immediately complied and filed quietly up to their rooms.
"That's better," Stork's mother said with a sigh of relief. She then looked at me, "Oh, Bobby, you have a friend."
"Bobby?" I asked with a snicker.
"OK, so I have a real name," he said with a sneer.
"Well, Bobby, is your friend-"
"Austin," Stork said.
"Oh. Is your friend Austin going to stay the night?"
"If its ok with you. He's been out in Viridian Forest and he's pretty tired. Is it ok with you?"
"Why, certainly. I'm just sorry he saw us at such a busy time, putting the boys to bed and everything. Lucky for us we have at least one good child in this household," she said looking at the youngest girl sitting in the corner.
"Sarah," she said, "will you please go to your bed?"
"OK, Mommy," she said as she quietly stood up and walked into her room.
"Well, Stork," she said concentrating on us once again, "Why don't you two head up to your room and get some sleep. You two can go out again tomorrow."
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The next morning, we woke at around 9:00. We had slept in because of our long hike the other day.
After getting dressed and having breakfast, we walked over to the Pokecenter to retrieve our pokemon. My Togepy greeted me happily.
"Togepy! Gepy!" it said cheerfully as it hopped into my arms.
"Nice to see you too, boy. Or girl," I said to him/her. He then proceeded to show me a blue triangle on his shell, and blue, being to international symbol for me, proved that he was indeed a boy.
"OK, boy. I got it," I said to him. I then turned to Stork, "How are yours?"
"Great. My Caterpie's as lively as ever," he replied, bringing out his Caterpie. The Caterpie then crawled up his arm and onto its head, where it curled up and rested.
After returning our pokemon to their pokéballs (well, except for my Togepy who refused to go back into his pokéball. I discovered later that he only enters his pokéball to sleep), we headed back to Viridian for a small hike. I was hoping to find a new pokemon, but my hopes weren't too high.
But, too my surprise, a pokemon did appear. It was a Weedle. Now, I don't usually turn down a pokemon, but I don't like poison pokemon. They're always so vicious and deadly that I'm afraid to hold one.
"Hey, Stork. If you want you can catch this one. I'm not to keen on poison pokemon," I said to him.
His face immediately lit up. He turned to the Weedle and threw a pokéball.
"Pidgey, go!" he screamed.
A Pidgey emerged from the pokéball and flew straight up.
"Pidgey, sand-attack!" Stork again screamed. The Pidgey complied, and a shroud of sand was blown onto the Weedle. Knowing that Stork would probably come out the winner of this fight, I walked on to just see if any pokemon were nearby.
I found myself on a different path, and soon found a small hut with some smoke coming out of the chimney. I walked up to the hut and knocked on the door, hoping to get some help on getting out of here because I soon found out I was lost.
I knocked on the door, and a gruff, middle-aged man appeared at the doorway.
"Whata you want?" he asked angrily.
I replied nervously, "Umm… well, you see, I'm kinda lost…"
I stopped as I peeked into the hut and saw a small pokémon whining in the corner, apparently hurt.
"Um, is your pokémon ok?" I asked, still staring at the injured pokémon.
"Hey, kid. Mind your own business. It's fine ok?"
"Well, it doesn't look too 'ok'," I said. "Do you mind if I try to help it?"
"Hey, didn't I tell you to stay outa my business?" he said in an even harsher voice.
"I'm just trying to help. If that pokémon doesn't get help, it could die."
"Fine, but you better not try to steal anything outa my house, or you'll be sorry," he said sliding his forefinger across his throat.
"OK, I won't," I then said as I walked in.
I found the pokémon in the corner. It looked like a small dog. I pointed my Pokédex at it;
<GROWLITHE: A fire pokémon. Growlithe are known to guard things or people with their lives. If a Growlithe feels, hurt or threatened, it is known to lash out and burn its attacker>
"Whoa," I said, stepping more cautiously towards the creature now. But, then I remembered something. I then looked at the man who was watching me carefully. His arms were well bitten and were covered in burn marks. I then felt extremely sorry for the Growlithe.
"I bet that man's been beating his pet," I thought sadly to myself.
I proceeded onto the Growlithe, and, as his name suggests, he growled at me.
"Its ok, buddy. I'm only trying to help you," I then said as I slowly pulled out the vile of potion Professor Oak had given me a few days back.
"Here you go, Growlithe. It might taste bad, but it will heal your bruises." I then gave him the medicine and he laid down, probably trying to digest the potion. After a short while, he fell asleep.
I finally turned to his owner, "did you by any chance beat your Growlithe?"
"Hey, that's none of your damn business!"
"I see the bite and burn marks on your arm. You beat him because he was too weak or he didn't listen to you, didn't you?"
"He was too weak and I lost a lot of money on bets on him!" he said in almost a whining voice.
"Well, that's no reason to beat him!" I said angrily and fiercely.
"Listen, kid, if you want him so much, why don't you just take him. He's a weakling who can't fight. As a matter of fact, lets battle. If I win, I get all your money and whatever else you have. If you win, you get Growlithe. OK?"
"No. What happens to Growlithe if you win?"
He replied with an evil look on his face, "Well, lets just say that Growlithe won't be too happy if I win."
"You're on," I said to him. I was now determined to win. If I didn't, Growlithe might end up dead.
We proceeded outside into a grassy meadow. We were each to use only one pokémon seeing that I only had one. I sent out Togepy, who had been sleeping in his pokéball. When he was sent out, he woke up and discovered that he was about to fight his first-ever fight.
"Togepy!" he said in a determined tone.
"That's great, boy. Now this battle is very important because it could mean life or death for a pokémon. So do your best!" I said to him in an encouraging voice.
"Gepy!" he said as he walked onto the playing field (pun not induced).
"OK, fine," the man said, "Ekans, go!"
I pointed my pokédex at the purple pokémon:
<EKANS: A snake pokémon. Ekans are known to eat eggs of other pokémon. Trainers should also be cautious of the poison it secretes into its victims>
"Oh no," I muttered to myself, "go figure- it eats eggs. Well, lets just hope it doesn't come down to that. Togepy, attack-wait! What are your attacks?" My pokédex answered that:
<Currently, Togepy knows the attacks SING and POUND>
"OK, Togepy, pound, now!" I yelled as he complied. He started running towards Ekans and then jumped high into the air.
My opponent screamed, "Ekans, counter-attack!" The Ekans came soaring at Togepy, but Togepy was to high in the air and came down on Ekan's head hard.
"Way, to go, buddy!" I screamed happily.
"Hey, kid, it's not over. Ekans, tackle!"
The Ekans quickly recovered frm its last hit and started soaring yet again to Togepy.
"Togepy, watch ou-" It was too late. My Togepy was hit hard and hit the ground. He was dazed, but was not done for. He got up and waited for his next command.
"Togepy, sing!" I said, wondering myself what sing was. He started to sing, almost hypnotizing the Ekans. The Ekans then softly hit the ground and curled up into a deep sleep.
"No! Ekans, wake up!" his trainer cried helplessly.
"OK, Togepy. Pound, now!"
The Togepy did a running jump and hit Ekans hard, fainting him, but not waking him up. The sing attack must have been pretty strong.
"Ekans, return!" the man yelled in a defeated voice. "Ok, kid, looks like you won. Growlithe is yours."
"Great!" I said as I ran inside. Growlithe woke up as I came in.
"Hey, buddy. You don't have to stay with him anymore! You can come with me and I'll take care of you. You just have to trust me on this." I then set a pokéball on the ground and waited for him to make his decision. The man came in and said, "C'mon, Growlithe. I promise I won't beat you anymore."
"Don't doy it!" I said, "He was going to kill you if I didn't win that last match!"
The Growlithe was now very confused, but my Togepy calmly walked over to it and they began conversing.
"Togepy. Gepy." "Growlithe?" "Togepy! Gepy. Togep!" "Growlithe"
Soon, my Togepy turned to me and said in a joyful voice, "Togepy!" I then looked at the Growlithe and he walked over to the pokéball and pushed the button. He was immediately sucked in and the light indicated he was there to stay.
"Yes! That's 2 pokémon!" I screamed happily as I picked up the pokéball and attached it to my belt.
"No," the man muttered under his breath.
I then confronted him, "If you plan on keeping your pokémon, I suggest you stop beating them. Instead help them out. Go to the pokécenter in Viridian and heal your Ekans. Then train him, that's the only way they'll get better at fighting. You lost one pokémon, and I don't think it'd be too easy to catch more."
The man stood stunned as I walked out of his hut. I guess that showed him. But then I remembered why I went there in the first place. I turned to him and he said, "Take the path over there. It will lead to a big meadow where you can find your way to Viridian easily."
"Thanks," I said as I followed the path.
When I reached the meadow, I found Stork sitting in the grass, watching his to bug pokémon play.
"So," I said, "you caught the Weedle."
"Hey Austin. Where've you been?"
"It's a long story. C'mon, I'll explain on the way home," I said as I indicated that we should go.
"Ok," Stork said. "Weedle, Caterpie, return!"

TO BE CONTINUED
Coming Up in PART IV:
The boys head to Pewter City. What will happen on their journey?