Pokemon: Warpath
I do not own the Pokemon, and long odds on me owning 'em to anything else you may recognize.
Due to the fact that I am enjoying the nonsense I am making up here, I am now going to go back through and "fix" the errors, so that someone actually reads them. (not applicable to the one whe reviewed chapter …um, whatever the last one was (13?). You are awesome, thank you.) So, as these first, eight I think, chapters are actually written in a Diary, all words and such are verbatim, as written, errors and all. So, thank you, any who give this your time.
#1: In the Beginning
I remember the second fall of Team rocket. Not the first one; that was a ways before my time. I know the history of it taught in school as well as the next bloke, though.
The Hero, Red, while on a quest to become the number one trainer in the entire world, he crossed paths with team rocket, who tried to steal his Pokémon. Their organization was big, headed by the Viridian City gym leader, but it fell to this one boy and his delusions of grandeur. He trounced the Elite four of the time, and became champion… then ran away to a cave and challenged only the strongest trainers. Some victory.
Like a tumor thought to be in remission, Team Rocket rose again, but it was not really anything, and fizzled out pretty quickly.
I was around for the battle between Team Aqua and Team Magma. One group of loonies wanted to expand the sea over the land, and the other wanted the land to overtake the sea. How do these idiots manage to attract a following? Another group, called Team Galaxy or some crap, I didn't really hear much about it on the side of the ocean, was doing something with evolution. Then a group called, for some retarded reason, "Team Plasma" tried to get everyone to release their Pokémon. Some people just weren't born with the sense to live.
All of that was before the "Glitch" was discovered. That's when things got bad.
Ok, so you have a Pokeball. Do you know how to use it? Yeah, me too, simplest thing in the world. Now, do you know how it works? Didn't think so. Don't worry, neither do I. But that round marvel is the reason we can live peacefully with Pokémon.
By now, you know that when you beat a wild Pokémon, it isn't fainting, that thing is dead. That's why you can't catch them after they "faint." But, when you do catch it, the pokeball does more than store it. Something happens, like some kind of shroud covering it, and your Pokémon doesn't get really hurt, but take fatigue damage, until it passes out. Long story short, a trip to the Pokémon center later, and your good as new.
Now, the glitch first appeared about two years ago, when a Pokémon was killed during a trainer battle. There had never been a case of that reported in history until now. All because an old pokeball failed. When it was discovered that the "Glitch" was the cause, some people moved to exploit it.
It's not a pretty world anymore. I've seen a lot of bad things go down. I've seen a Pignite heat crash through an entire office building. A Golem roll down a busy road, crushing people under its hard body. I saw a pack of Groovile set loose and slaughter the occupants of a department store.
There are no more costumes or clear alliances, just bad people wanting to rule it all. The worst part is, you never know who is one of them. It could be anyone.
I guess that's what brought me and Lil out here into the middle of the Viridian Forest in the middle of the night. At least everything is clear and defined. From the Caterpee in the underbrush, to the Kecleon in the branches, everything makes sense.
Lil, or rather Lilith, she's been with me from the beginning, my first. I hatched her myself. It was cute the way she would trip, and get her new blade teeth stuck in the ground and cry until I would come and fix it for her. It wasn't as cute at 3 in the morning, but she learned to stop fairly quickly. She liked to be scratched under her little chin, still does. And then when she evolved for the first time, I finally just quit replacing the door frames she would cut as the blades stood straight out from her face like a sharp little handlebar mustache. And about a month after I finally decided I wanted to do something about these assholes ruining the world, she evolved again, into her present wonderful form. She may look frightening to others, but she's the sweetest girl in the world. But some people just can't get past appearances. Their loss, I guess.
Any way, once I decided that I was sick of sitting on my ass, I worked at trying to get a contact that was not one of the people working the army. It took a year, but I finally got one, in the form of a lady who only went by the named Rose. She worked for an organization that wanted to knock off all of those jokers. She gave me a task.
Collect the Viridian and Pewter city gym badges, and then, once you arrive in Cerulean, I will give you further instructions. She had contacted me on my X-receiver, but with only the sound link open. I growled in my most pleasing voice.
"Sa'matter, sweetie, don't I get a look-see at the guise behind that lovely voice?" She hung up, and left me to eke out my way. Viridian Gym was an easy job, and I will say, it's nice they have an have an honest operation now, in regard to their past shady dealings.
Anyway, it was all of that that led to me, sitting here, laying against Lil, (she snores) watching the fire burn low, potentially walking into a den of murderers in the morning. No one's heard much out of Pewter in a while now, but even these terrorists know the value of badge system, so even if they control it now, the test still stands. But me and Lil, and the others, we can take it. We got the scars to prove it. It's funny; I remember the words of this little girl I saved from a crazed Onyx a while back as I drifted to sleep.
"Mister, are you a good guy, like the PokeRangers?" I was caught flat. I was just helping a person in need, because I didn't want to see her crushed to death. I thought about it a lot, and still do. I mean, I kill people, sometimes it's the only cure for the crazy these monsters that call themselves humans have.
"No," I said slowly, "I am not a good guy." I wouldn't say I'm a bad guy, because I don't want to hurt innocent people. But no, I am not a good guy."
End part 1
Note. As this is James' diary, I purposely did not disclose Lilith's species, because it was not necessary for him to need to write it down.