It was raining. That was never good for fire pokemon. I hated rain. As I ran to get under something I really wished someone would come up with something to keep fire pokemon safe under rain. Because of my nature I couldn't be around water unless I was taking a drink. And even then I had to be careful. One time someone thought it would be funny to rig one of those door traps to dump a bucket of water on you at my front door. I came home, opened the door and what happens? I get soaked and hospitalized for two weeks. I never found out who specifically did it but they sent the biggest get well basket. I'm still snooping around for who did it and with good reason. It's only been a few weeks. I want an in-person apology.

30 minutes later.

"When's this rain gonna stop!?" I screamed openly at the sky.

"Want some help?" came a familiar voice from behind me.

I twisted around and found myself standing three feet away from my best friend, Alfonzo. He was a Kadabra. We'd been friends since we were barely past being eggs when I was still on all fours and he was still a shy little Abra. I was the one responsible for him opening himself up to the world. We'd been friends ever since.

"So you want me to shield you?" he said. To emphasize his point he created a barrier of psychic energy over me.

"…Yeah thanks, Al."

"No problem."

He kept the barrier over me until I got to my house.

"Thanks again Al."

"Think nothing of it, Tyson."

"See ya tomorrow."

"Bye."

I walked into my house quickly because the shield was gone. I looked up as soon as I was out of the rain. Sure enough there was a bucket up there but it wasn't connected to the door and it had a note on it. I burned the rope holding it up there. It fell down at a fast rate. I caught it and immediately stumbled. It was heavy! I looked in and my mouth fell open at the sight of enough Oran berries and apples to last me for months which was good because the heavy rain lately had helped and hurt the food supply. I picked the note up from the floor.

Sorry again for the water bucket. I didn't mean for it to go that far. I hope this makes up for it.

P.S. If you want an in-person apology you're going to have to wait a while because I'm traveling soon.

Hoping for forgiveness,

The guy who did this.

That seemed a bit shady. The guy who did this? What kind of signature is that? I had a lot more questions than answers at the moment. I guess being vulnerable to water is just another con of being a Typhlosion. I figured if I waited I would get to see who did this.

It'd been a couple of months now. I was in a forest near town, stalking a Shiftry holding what looked like a blue box. I reeled back and let loose a powerful flamethrower. It was dead-on. He went down on contact. I strode over and picked up the box. I looked it over and finally concluded that it could only be a Link Box! Al had told me these were really rare. I stared into space and remembered why I'd come here. I stuck the Link Box into my bag and set off with renewed determination.

15 minutes later

I came upon the last stairwell. I made sure to eat an Oran berry before entering its depths. I'd heard that the master of this dungeon was the guy who'd dumped the water on me. I'd been following leads on the guy (or girl) who'd done it for the last month but had hit dead ends the whole time. I didn't have much hope for this one. Sure enough when I got there nobody was present. I turned towards my bag to reach for my Escape Orb. I suddenly tensed up. I felt I was being watched. I turned and looked again. Nothing. I grabbed the Escape Orb and left.

……I watched him go. There was no need to show myself now. Time to relocate.

When I got back to town I started home. I didn't have anything to do. Suddenly I was on the ground with my forehead hurting. When the pain subsided enough I opened my eyes to see a Grovlye in a much similar position to mine.

"Hey, watch where you're going. Where's the fire?" I asked sarcastically.

He turned and looked me over a moment.

"Around your neck genius." He replied with more sarcasm than I.

I leered at him a moment then got up and started to leave.

"Stop him!" Came a voice from the direction the Grovlye'd come from.

My eyes widened. I whipped around. He saw the look in my eye. He turned to bolt but I managed to tackle him. I held him until an unhappy looking Rhyperior stomped up. He looked like he'd just been trampled by a stampede of Tauros.

He stabbed an accusing finger at the Grovlye. "Thief!"

"What'd he do?" I asked.

"He snuck into my home and was stealing my prized Protector! But I caught him in the act. Then…um he… he laid me out flat. I've been chasing him from my home for days!"

I stared incredulously at him. But I knew it made sense enough. My area was almost all forest. He probably lived further away than I thought.

"I'm going to turn him in!"

He started to reach for the Grovlye. I saw pure fear in his eyes. I stuck my arm out blocking the Rhyperior.

"What do think you're doing!?"

I stared boldly back.

"I'm sticking up for him. He's obviously not a hardened criminal. Send him to jail and when he gets out he will be and would probably come for you. Let me take him in, try to reform him. Two weeks that's all I ask."

He looked at me like I was crazy for a second.

"Two weeks. That's it."

Then he twisted around and stormed off. I sighed. My life was becoming more complicated by the second.

When I got back into town I saw nobody in the edges. I continued past my home towards the center of town.

I watched as he passed the house. I had been hoping he'd go home so I could reveal myself but to no avail. I'll wait until later.

When I got to the center of town some commotion was happening. For some reason I had the alarmingly intense urge to go home. But I had to know what was going on. I pushed my way through the crowd surrounding whatever it was going on. I heard snippets of conversation.

"Alfonzo…"

"Since when is he violent…"

"What's going to happen to the other guy?"

I was deeply worried now. I'd heard Alfonzo multiple times now. I finally made it to the center of the commotion. I saw Alfonzo fighting a nasty looking Mightyena. It had a jagged scar under its right eye and its claws were pitch black instead of the usual white. And from the looks of things Alfonzo either won or died. I fired a Flamethrower attack in between them and raced to help Alfonzo. I heard the crowd groan but it sounded distant. The Mightyena turned on me.

"You have no stake in this. Leave."

This guy meant business. I ignored him and raced at him in a scorching Flame Wheel attack. I only skimmed his leg. I came out of the ball of flame just a bit dizzy. I saw the Mightyena slashing Alfonzo across the face leaving jagged scars behind. He couldn't take another hit like that.

"Alfonzo! I'm coming!"

I raced at him. But I didn't enter a ball of flames. I was just…on fire…literally. It took me about two seconds to figure out I was using Flare Blitz for the first time.

"Yeah!"

I slammed into the Mightyena with all the force I could muster.

"Aaarrrggghhh!!"

He spun away. Alfonzo used what appeared to be his last drop of energy to teleport. The Mightyena saw this and went berserk. He came at me with three consecutive Slash attacks. I dodged two. The third hit me hard. I landed on my back waiting for the last hit to come. When it didn't I got up. I saw something I wouldn't expect in a thousand years. The Grovyle was fighting off the Mightyena with Leaf Blades. I couldn't believe it. He was still supposed to be recovering from his run from the Rhyperior.