Part 1
By Freakachu
The leaves on the forest floor felt damp on my legs as I knelt under the small tree in hopes to catch my first pokemon. I had heard it was easiest when you snuck up on them. The buzzing sound of beedrills did nothing to comfort me, being afraid of them. Standing up to get a better look, I slipped on something and fell back down. The noise cause the bushes on my right to rustle a bit. The air in the forest was stuffy and hot, and my shirt clung to my back.
I turned in the direction of the sound and my breath caught in my throat. Beside me, in the grass, was the shell of a recently hatched Kakuna -> Beedrill. Slinking over as far as I could go, I eventually found myself backed into a tree. My long hair was caught on a branch and as I frantically struggled to get it loose, I heard a small noise that sounded like "Pi!" Finally, untethering my hair from the branch, I stood up and turned to see a Pichu coming out from under the overgrowth! I had never seen a Pichu near before, and this one was so close I could reach out and pet it. But the crazy little thing didn't even see me! My hair was in my eyes now, and leaves was in my hair. I figgered maybe I could try to catch the Pichu, but it would be my first battle. It was terribly cute, with a small floppy black tail and short pointy like ears. I had just gotten a Vulpix as my first pokémon and it seemed horribly weak, seeing as how it was only young.
Pulling a Pokeball out of my backpack, I teleported around behind the chu. I threw the Pokeball at it, bonking it on the head and sucking it in.
"ALRIGHT!" I yelled, as the ball remained motionless on the ground.
The ball started to wiggle just as I was about to pick it up.
"What? No way!" I grabbed for the ball, trying to keep the thing in, but it popped out, and the ball flew up and hit me in the shoulder. The frightened Pichu ran away, leaving me behind to gather my wits and my stuff. Quickly, so the little pokemon didn't get too far ahead, I materialized in front of it. The tiny thing bumped into my leg and fell onto it's back. I saw another chance and tried the pokeball again. This time Pichu stayed in. I picked up the ball, and hugged it. My very first catch. I felt quite good, and despite what most people said, I had found the pre-evolution of Pikachu.
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Pichu was only a legend. An old man had claimed seeing one eating pokechow off of his back porch. At first, since his sight was failing him, he thought it was a pikachu and let his Pikachu out to see it. The man's pikachu and the wild pichu 'talked' for a while, and the man considered taking a picture of them. Getting out his camera, he proceeded to take a snapshot of them since he had once been a very accomplished photographer.
Later, after developing his film, his wife saw the picture and told him that the pokemon he saw wasn't a pikachu. She didn't know what it was, but it was definately NOT what he had thought it was. The old man decided to call the pokemon lab. His wife described the pokemon to the lab, told them that they had a photo of it. Before the lab could get hold of the picture, the man claimed that it had been stolen by two strangers in white and red uniforms. Of course, the lab didn't believe that, and declaired this new pokemon a hoax.
To be continued...