I don't own pokemon
Chapter 1, Troubleing tests and worrying wounds
I came home from school. I needed some rest. I layed down on my bed,
and quickly fell asleep in my own record time. I had such a real dream. It was
so real, it wasn't funny. Though it turned out that I wasn't dreaming. "Hello, you
are our best option, I will ask you some questions, answer them properly, okay."
A female voice said. "Okay..." I was completely confused. "Do you talk alot?"
"Yeah." "Do you get tired easily?" No." "Do you think you have alot of energy?"
"No." "If you see a box labled 'Do not open, contents are deadly', what do you
do?" "Open it." "Do you consider yourself 'brave'? "No..." I admited. "Hmmm...
Do you sleep with a night light?" "Why should I answer that!" I screamed. "Do
you think you are good at math?" "Yeah." I angrily said. "If a hand comes out of
the toilet, what do you do?" "Bite the hand." "Gleh... Sorry, I gagged a little.
What kinds of jokes do you like?" "Good jokes." I smirked. "Are you a boy or a
girl?" "Yes." "A boy or girl?" "No." "Grr... Boy, or girl?" "Maybe." "Grr. boy, girl."
She said. "Man." I smirked. "You seem to be, the sassy kind of personallity, you
want friends, but end up ordering them around. You go in alone because of that.
So a very sassy person like you would be a... Treecko!" "Okay." "Stay strong, be
smart, and keep your sassy mouth shut." It said. I smirked, again.
An extremely bright light filled my eyes.
"Hey, wake up.. wake... This isn't working." A voice said. "Yeah." Another voice
agreed. "Ugh..." I groaned. "Hey, he's awake, or at least alive!" I sat up. It was
an Osshuwatt and Cyndaquil. I still remembered everything. I guess you can't
trust all video games. "Hey, what's your name?" The Cyndaquil asked. "What's
yours?" I retorted. "Flame" Flame, the Cyndaquil, responded. I looked at the
other. "...Squirt." Squirt said, voice soggily dripping with saddness and
embarrassment. Blue tinged his face. He was blushing. "My name is... ..." I
thought a moment to decide. "Well?" Flame asked. "Stilio." I finnaly said, glad I
payed enough attention in Latin 2. "Where am I?" I asked. "Near tiny woods,
how did you get here?" Flame answered then asked. "My legs." I answered
smartly. Then that same female voice from before spoke. "I wasn't able to
completely transfer you. You are missing half your tail." I looked back to see my
tail, half gone, leeking a slightly see-through green liquid. "Oh, ow...
AAAAAHHHHH!" I screamed so loud that I scared a flock of Murcrow.
"What's wrong... Ahh!" Flame eventually noticed. "H-here, take an oran berry..."
He managed to say without vomiting. It was a small, round, and blue berry. I bit
into it. It was hard like rubber, and tasted great, but a bit dry. "Didn't think that
would work." Flame admitted. "We have to get him home." Squirt said. After
about a mile walk, we made it. We walked to a building. A sign said 'hospital'.
"Come on, get inside." Squirt said. I entered. I heard someone say, "Hello,
welcome to the pok-AAHH!" I saw the blissey pick me up gently. I was carried
into a field. It was easy to tell that this was for severely wounded pokemon. I was
put into a hut of some kind.
After being put gently on some hay, my tail was wrapped up. "Exuse me for one
second." Blissey said quickly. She left, and an argument started. "Why did you
let him walk!" "He's alive, though!" "He should be dead!" "He would be dead if we
wern't there!" "You could have carried him! And should have, too!" I could tell
that they were very scared. "In my 11 years helping severely injered pokemon,
I've seen that kind of injury once! The pokemon died!" She came back in here,
completely calm again. "I'm sorry about that, please wait." She said, and left.
She returned with green tofu like things. I tried to eat it, but ended up spitting it
out. "Huh, grass types love that..." She was confused. "I'm an omnivore-" I
started but was interupted. "Oh! I got it, then." She left, and returned with an
array of cooked meat. "I'm sorry they're cooked, I need to make sure you can
digest it." She admited. I tried the meat. Despite it being almost like canibalism,
it was delicious. I finished the meats, and she smiled. "Ten percent of all
Treecko's are near carnivoric." "What about the other nintey percent?" I jokingly
asked. "All but one percent are omnivores." She responded. "I was kidding." I
said. An earthquake happened then. "O-o-o-o-o-o-oh." She tried to say, but
couldn't. It quickly became more severe. "Waahh!" I screamed. "O-out of the h-
hut!" She screamed, she picked me up, and then I noticed a paras with a broken
front leg. I got out of her arms and went over too him. "L-lets g-get out of h-
here!" He was scared. He was very scared. He couldn't have been older than
six. Three in pokemon years. Gah, pokemon instinct, how else would I have
known. "Come on!" I screamed. I picked him up carefully, and got him out.
Eventually, the earthquake ended. I got scolded for my bravery. "WHY
WOULD YOU DO THAT!" "To help." "IT WAS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!"
"But it may have saved his life." "I WAS GOING TO GO BACK FOR HIM!
" "What would have happened had the building fallen when
you were going to get him?" I said. "IT STILL WAS DANGEROUS!" She left to
help other patients. "Ugh." I said, not quite happy with how the argument went.
"That was very brave." Flame said, entering the hut with Squirt behind him.
"Yeah, could you use another adverb besides very?" I said, and asked. "Huh?"
He wondered. "Never mind." "We have a question." He said. "Yeah?" I
wondered. "Would you like to make a rescue team with us." He said, not quite
asking, but expecting a yes. "Well, sure, why not." I said. "Great! Squirt and I wanted to
make one, but we weren't strong enough to pass the test." "Okay... what test."
"You don't know? Well, you need to pass a test of strength, smartness, and
stamina, that's all I know." "Okay, after I heal, we'll make one." "Great!" He said,
way too excited. "Woah, settle down, your making smoke... Ack!" I said. "Oops,
sorry." He said. The smoke eventually cleared. Then, after multiple months in
the hospital, too many sleepless nights to count, and 2 months in rehab, I could
finally leave. It's a good thing that Treecko can regrow their tails. "So, what now?" I asked. "We go to the Rescue Team Federation
Headquarters, also known as the test of stamina." "Why?" "It involves a swim
through water, a swim through lava, and climbing up a sheer cliff." "Oh." I said.
A/N: What do ya thing? Read, relax, and review if you want.