Title: Pikachu: The Secret Diary
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Author: Wolfi3 (Liane Stevenson)
Summary: What was Pikachu really thinking on the journey to the Pokemon League with Ash? A diary of the ups and downs of our favourite furry yellow Pokemon. Spans over the first season of the TV Show.
Disclaimer: I don't own and didn't create any of the characters in this story.
Rating: K+
A/N: Each entry is an episode of the TV show (give or take a bit here and there)
Entry One: Caging the Beast
A.M.
Hey I'm Pikachu, or at least that's what the humans call me, to my fellow yellow buds I'm known as Pika. Yeh I know points for originality huh? But what do you expect from some who's 1ft 4in tall?
Anyways, I'm what you might call a Pokemon. There's over 150 different species of us all around the world (how many other organisms can say that about themselves huh?). All of us have our own special abilities; these depend on what type we are. There's water, fire, fighting etc, but me I'm an electric type and man what fun it is too! Nothing quite says surprise like a shock to the nervous system!
To be honest in the past there wasn't really much to report on my life. I lived in the wild, ate berries, blah, blah, your usual boring discover channel crap, but yesterday life got that little bit more interesting. I was caught by some guy who's name I think is Professor Oak (I'm not sure but I think he might be a professor of some sort).
Over the past 24 hours he's had all these ideas about taming and training me. Yeh right, as if! I'm a wild card man; I take orders from no one! Except maybe my mother…anyways, by now you're probably wondering why on earth is a Pikachu writing a diary? Well I keep asking myself the same question, but then I remember just how damn boring it is around here! All's I can is sit on a steel table while Perv-essor Oak eyes me up all the time (he even pokes me occasionally). Stole his pen though, ha, and some paper. Yep that's what happens when you mess with me, might drip the ink out into the sink when he's not looking later.
Oh I almost forgot, yesterday I overheard Oak talking about something to do with Pokemon trainers and them leaving town. Please in the name of all things holy let one of them take me with them. I'm pretty sure that soon the Perv-essor will want to examine me. Oh that actually sent a shiver down my spine.
