Fuzzy was just a plain ordinary, 10 year old ZoruaFuzzy was just a plain ordinary, 10 year old Zorua. Intelligent, he often did things that suprised many others. Short and cute, he loved his food with a vengance, ate often and was more innocent than those smoothies no one likes. He could be described as pudgy, for he was clearly fatter than the other Zorua. He was lucky enough to be a best friend to his pal Ian, a 12 year old, slightly muscular Zorua who loved causing mischief. The two had been friends at birth, you might say. When in their yesteryear, they pulled off pranks of cataclysmic proportions! Ian was not like the other Zoruas. There was something very different about him. Ian liked collecting things...seeing new places...plotting to become a god...all sorts of normal stuff. The two loved going on adventures. But they could never had dreamed of what would happen next. The events that would transpire would change their lives. Forever. That the deepest, darkest evil would be unleashed. This is one adventure...they won't forget. "Ian, I'm hungry!" wailed a rather hapless Fuzzy as he waded through Stragi Marsh. "When are we going back to Pokecapital? I want a Mcdonald's!" "We can change to humans and go get a pizza in town." suggested Ian, who had talked the famished Fuzzy into a long boring walk.

Fuzzy didn't like walks. But today, he felt...happy. There was something really uplifting about today! But that was all forgotten- he was kinda hungry. But even his hunger pangs were done away! The two had stumbled upon a strange wood now...on the comand of Ian, who thought for whatever reason they could find gems and other shiny crap,into a new adventure!

The two Zoruas stared at the dense, overgrown forest that surrounded them. A lush variety of trees, evergreen grass and quite amazing species of wildlife could be seen at every turn. Fuzzy and Ian trekked through the beautiful area until they saw a small lake with a bit of an open clearing. Almost immediately, as if on cue, a Totodile jumped out from behind a bush, effectively causing Fuzzy to urinate himself and Ian to scream loudly! The Totodile laughed abruptly. Menacingly, he approached the shaken pair and snatched the map Ian was holding. What was he doing? Cruelly, he studied it intensely, holding it well out of Ian's reach, to Fuzzy's dismay and Ian's irritation. As a horrible mocking gesture, the Totodile scrunched up the map and hurled it as far as he could. There was a brief rustling and some commotion, which indicated the map had probably landed in some tree somewhere near. The Totodile ran off giggling before the duo could respond. A brief five second pause, and an awkward silence occured. Quite obviously, Fuzzy sat down, and began to wail in despair. | Not too far away, a trainer was battling another trainer with his beloved Piplup. "Go, Pipples!" shouted the auburn-haired trainer. "Use Bubblebeam!"

Pipples the Piplup nodded and immediately shot a jet of bubbles from its beak, smacking the opposing Pokemon. The Crawdaunt that Pipples hit suffered little damage, but it looked pretty beaten up. It staggered forward and hit the ground with a resounding thud. Its trainer snarled slightly and rummaged into their bag.

Pulling out a Pok Ball, the marroon haired female pressed its button, simultaneously stating, "Crawdie, return!" She held the ball closely to her, and proclaimed, "Great job, Crawdie."

"Awesome battling, Rebecca. Crawdaunt has really gotten good!" said the auburn haired trainer . She would have said "thanks" but she was interrupted by the sound of wailing. Confused, she and Mark, the trainer with the Piplup, followed the sound...