Pokemon: Attack the Pidgey

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You pull out that "Blue Emerald" dagger from your belt, kick off your roller blades (which you had been wearing), and charge into battle. You throw yourself in front of the Sentret, the foot long blade in front of you for protection, as the Pidgey comes down for another swoop. It turns out of the way just in time to avoid getting sliced. "Leave the Sentret alone!" you command. The Pidgey, it's wings still in the air, blinks once. then it's eyes glow red. It let's out a shrill noise you didn't know Pidgey were capable of making. Then it's dives right at you!

You slash at it, but the blade bounces off as it the bird were...made of metal. You wildly slash at the Pidgey as it attacks the Sentret, who is now covered with scratches. You can always release it later, but the only way to save the poor Sentret now is to capture it. For the split second you reach in to your bag, the Pidgey scratches you right in the face, several times. You let out a scream, but manage to fish out one of the silky Pokéballs. You throw it on the Sentret as blood clogs your vision. The last thing you remember is hearing a battle cry of...."QUIL!!!" and seeing flaming coals shoot from out of nowhere

You wake up to silence. You try to sit up and your head pounds. You reach up to touch under you right eye to find the warm thick feeling of blood. You start to panic. How much did you loose. And...and where is Cyndaquil. Then you hear a sound behind you."Cynda?"

Cyndaquil has a mouth full of leaves. You feel your cut again, and realize it is bandaged with leaves. You look around. There is a Poke Ball to your right. Aahh! The Sentret. You clip it onto your belt. It is very weak and hurt. And so are you.

"Cyndaquil!" I don't know what to say. I-" Cyndaquil walks over proudly to the Pidgey. But it isn't a Pidgey. It is s robot. There is smoking holes in the metal, and the paint is chipping.

All of a sudden, someone walks out form behind a tree. "I cannot believe you defeated my Pidbot!"

"What?" You say drearily.

"Sorry you got hurt, but I don't make my Pokébots to fight humans! Either way I've done all I can. Here's some berries." It's a boy with hair that is silver blondish. He has blue eyes, and a mouth that looks like he thinks something is funny, even though it is obvious he is genuinely sorry.

"Who-who are you?"

"I'm a trainer like you. Difference is, I make my Pokémon. Not catch them. But I have programmed them to be trained, and get experience in battle and Pokémon who defeat them get experience in battle. It's really cool. What's your name?"

"Forest." You decide telling him your first name wont hurt. "Your Cyndaquil was awesome. It came through at the last second. Blasted a flaming attack at Pidbot! I think it was a really good version of Ember."

"Ember? but the Pokédex said it didn't know that yet. And I haven't trained Cyndaquil since then. You check the Pokédex, but it says that Cyndaquil still doesn't know Ember attack. Then you notice his ability. "Blaze: Boosts, or can even produce, fire, in danger. That's what it was!" It's ability caused it to use fire when in danger!"

Cyndaquil looks proud. It walks over to you, and you pick it up into your lap and pet it. "Thank you Cyndaquil!" You whisper.

"It was like a fire storm!" continues the boy. "That's it!" you decide. "I'll name you FireStorm, Cyndaquil!" Cyndaquil smiles. "Yeah well, I'll be taking this now." He picks up the smoldering Pidbot. "I helped Cyndaquil bandage your cut. You were only out for a minute. But I really must be going." "Wait," you call as he runs off into the trees. "What's your name?" "Lee Nightslasher." He calls off into the distance. You have real bandages in your bag, which you quickly apply. Good thing mom made you bring the first aid kit. You think about relaxing and calling someone. Although your head is pounding from loss of blood, even though it was only for a minute that you bleed. You will have to wait. You must keep going, it isn't far to Cherrygrove. But when you try to stand up, within getting an inch off the ground, your head pounds. Storm has fallen asleep in your lap. You look at your watch. It's nearing nighttime, and you still haven't eaten lunch. You take your backpack, and pull out a power bar. You don't eat the berries, because you don't trust this, "Lee Nightslasher." He let his metal Pidgey hurt you, then ran off! You wonder what you should feed FireStorm? You slice up an Apple with your dagger, and share with Storm, now woken up, who likes it. "Quil, Cyndaquil!" it says happily. You are in the middle of the pathway to Cherrygrove, so decide to rest against a tree. FireStorm helps you move your roller blades and backpack. Your trainer bag is separate and contains all of your trainer supplies. Your dagger has been put back in your bag. Then you fall asleep under the shade of a tree, thinking, "Just a short nap."

You feel power seeping into you from all directions. Like cool wind but it moves slowly and sends WARM feelings up your body, even though it is cold. You hear noises in the distance, but you cannot tell if it is laughing or screaming! Then you yell a battle cry and run towards the noises, only to find that you are near a cliff. You loose you footing, although you try to pull back at the last second. And scream as you wait for the impact of the rocks.

As you fall you feel that power surging through you. Your eyes are closed but it feels like icy flames are lapping at your face. Then when you are about to hit the ground, a tree cushions you. You breath a sigh of relief from within it's branches.

You hear steady breathing at your feet. You open your eyes to find FireStorm.

You feel your cut which is healing up steadily, and isn't bleeding anymore. In fact, it is almost completely closed!. Must have been the bandages. You try to take a step. You actually don't feel to bad! in fact, despite the pain under your eye, you feel like a burst of energy. And a strong urge to battle You think roller blades would be easier to move in in your condition. Not as much impact. More gliding. You nudge FireStorm, who yawns, then jumps to his feet, alert.

"It's OK, relax, FireStorm." FireStorm grins at his new name. You voice doesn't sound so hoarse anymore. There is a large urge to go near the tree ounce more, and in your half asleep state, you just go over and touch it. It is like a zap going through your body, but with none of the pain. All of a sudden, your alert, but not in a panicked way. You see everything around you so clearly. The trees. The grass. The shadows of creatures moving through them. That reminds you! You fish the smooth nut sized Pokéball from your bag. Sentret isn't moving. "The Potion!" you realize. You have heard that if a Pokémon is very hurt, you can preserve their energy in a Pokéball, to leave them at the state they are in. But only for a little while. You fish out the finger sized bottle. The instructions say for Pokémon about the size of Sentret to drink two drops.

You release the Sentret, but since it's energy is weak, there is a very dull light that seeps out. It is unconscious. But you open the creature mouth and pour about two drops of Potion on it's tongue,

Then you Pokédex it, and find out a lot more info. Including that it's health is almost gone! You return the Sentret. You have done all you can. Then you keep moving, Cyndaquil on your shoulder, the familiar comforting feeling of smooth gliding of roller blades along the pathway.

At the edge of route 29, the is a patch of berries. They are blue and round. You recognize them as Oran Berries. You take as many as you can carry, give a few to Storm, and put them in a Ziplock bag.

Storm is being extremely brave and protective of you. But you can tell it is very tired from it's Blaze experience. And Sentret is healing up considerably from the Potion, according to the Pokédex.

You roller blade to the Pokémon Center, and tell the desk clerk you need two Pokemon to be looked at and taken care of if necessary. It is free, as is the rent of room sand the food. because the government pays for trainers. Then you go over to the food court and smell the delicious smell of FOOD. You order some stir fry veggies and rice. You have about 100 saved up that you brought with you. You win more money by winning battles, though. \You finish you meal and talk to the nurse taking care of FireStorm and Sentret. "Your Pokémon should be just fine, deary. It looks like Cyndaquil recently released a lot of power. It's body is exhausted! But I fed them both, as well."

You nod, feeling bad that you hadn't really noticed that Storm was tired much before. No wonder it kept sleeping.

"And Sentret is really hurt, but it WILL be fine. It has a lot of scars, though. What has it been fighting?"

"Umm, I found it being attacked by a metal Pidgey. It turned out to be a trainer name Lee Nightslasher. Do you know anything about him?"

"Yes in fact he came this way recently. We couldn't help heal up his robots, and he got angry! Then he told me his name and said he'd get revenge. It was creepy!"

"Oh. Well when can I take my Pokémon back?"

"Cyndaquil needs to rest. Sentret will need to be left in care with us. You nod, taking back Cyndaquil's Pokéball as it is handed to you and immediately releasing him.

"Hi Storm! You feeling better?" FireStorm nods.

You thank the nurse, and go upstairs to your room. You are exhausted, but manage to brush you teeth before falling into bed.

You have a dreamless, peaceful night.

When you wake up, Storm is curled up on your lap.

You get ready and go downstairs with FireStorm. Sentret is all right, but it still has scratch marks all over it. You have been thinking about what to name it....and you decide on, "I'll name you Scar!" It's female, and it's a baby, but you are determined to make it into a fierce Pokemon. Also, it's ability is Run Away, but it could not run away from the Pidgey because it wasn't a real Pokémon! Scar looks happy and seems to trust you. After all, you risked your life to save hers!

You just feel bad. Because Storm has done you so many favors. And you've just pet him a couple of times. You give FireStorm one last hug, thanking it again. Than...

There are some trainers in the waiting room. Do you:


Rank: Rookie

Money: $83

Pokémon:

Cyndaquil (FireStorm)/Gender Male/Health 19/19/Level 6/Attacks Tackle, Leer/Ability Blaze

Sentret (Scar)/Gender Female/Health 11/12/level 2/Attacks Scratch, Foresight/Ability Run Away

Equipment: Cell Phonex1, Pokédex1, Pokéballx5, Potionsx2

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