I don't about you guys but this is my first story yet. I just love to watch "Pokemon Galactic Battles"(Cartoon Network) & "Monster Buster Club" (for some reason they don't make any new shows yet though.(Disney XD)) but this story is the mix between the 2. But hey it still works but I don't a name for it so here it is.
Chapter 1
Samantha walks up to Cathy's house. It is still a cool evening since the afternoon breeze came in. Sam was just about to head to the club house until she heard something. Just a quiet rustling sound from the south wind Sam thought but there's more. Soft footsteps like a small critter running past behind her. In a flash Sam swing around. But suddenly become dead quiet. "Okay…" Sam muttered to herself "nothing is weirder than what just happened." She turned & then again she hear the same soft footsteps behind her but this time Sam turned faster before the... whoever is behind her. But it wasn't what she expected she might see.
The critter that was following her was about 1 ft tall with a body of a turtle except that the critter's shell is very unusual. It only covered a part of the back part of the body. Its feet & lower jaw are yellow like Sam's outfit & has a small plant on its head. Sam stared at the critter's black marble eyes. "What… who are you?" Sam questioned to the critter.
Still the critter still stared at her. But sudden it just jumps right on front of Sam's face.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Sam screamed as the critter just but voice of it is weirder. "TTTTUUUUURRRRTTTTWWWWIIIIGGGG!" (Turtwig)
But the critter jump on Sam's head & shoot off like her head is a trampoline! "Hey wha….AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Sam heard Chris voice behind her. Sam jumped on her feet & quickly turned around but the critter is long gone leaving both Sam & Chris alone.
"Sam?" Chris questioned Sam. "What is that thing?" Sam stared at Chris like she seen a ghost. Sam quickly regain her mind again. " HOW I SUPPOST TO…" Sam's comment cut off when they heard a scream. "DANNY!" Sam & Chris screamed at the top of their lungs as they rush to the club house.
