Hey guys! I'm back. Did'ga fill out the poll? Let's see if the one you choose is the one Ryu picks! I don't own pokemon, yada yada...
Ryu's perspective..
My heart is pounding. I don't know which pokemon to pick. Then, out of the blue, the water starter, aquill, winks at me. I'ts like a, 'I'm a trustworthy saint' wink. Pokemon can't wink, and know what it means, can they?... "I'll pick...Aquill."I don't know what came over me. Balbit looks like the more powerful pokemon. And Nitzle? Nah.. "Aquill is my pick..I guess. "Okay, now you can leave." Professor Willow says after 5 seconds of silence. She pushes me out the door. "Have fun, No time like the present, right?" after she pushed me out, she slams the door, which scares the s**t outta me. I roll down the hill, and when I hit the bottom, Writrat and Aquill come out of their pokeballs randomly. Writrat slicks down it's tail, then draws a smiley face in the grass. It accedentily sprays itself, and it smiles. Aquill is like, just a circle, with misty spikes. It puffs up it's quills, and wiggles back and forth, making mist all around us. I can't see. the fog clears, I see Aquill, running, 20 feet away. It's trying to escape!
I jump to my feet, allow Writrat to climb on my shouder, "Hold on!" I Say to him as I take off running after Aquill. "Get back here!" I yell at Aquill, getting angry. I think I have it cornered finally, when It spins around, and around, taking to the air. We Spin in the air past the cliff we were standing on, and I look. If I fall now, thats a 10 foot drop. Writrat drunkenly crawls into my hat, weak with dizziness. Then, Aquill puffs out it's quills again, But I hold fast. Then it shakes, making a buzzing noise. Then out of nowhere, an arc of lightning pulses out of Aquill and into me. Then, I let go of Aquill as 500 volts of electricity goes directly through my hand and through to the ground.
Weakly, a whisper "Aquill, return." And see Aquill get sucked into the pokeball in my hand, and then I lose consiousness, as I plummet 12 feet straight toward the ground. When I wake up, A young girl is staring directly at me, bending down. She has blond hair, and steely grey eyes, and she's wearing a pink sweatshirt, and torn jeans, and Skateboarding shoes. "Sorry," She says in a surprisingly beautiful voice for such a shady looking charecter. "I was just making sure you were dead, so I could.. Ya know, loot you, for stuff." Well I'm not dead!" I yell at her, making her reach for her pocket. She rolls a pokeball to the ground and a bug-like pokemon pops out. "This is Bizswak. He can completly end you, if, of course, you want to fight." She says in a half annoying-half charming way. "Swak!" Bizswak reaches behind it's back, and pulls wing shaped swords from the real ones. And swings them both at, like, 15 miles per hour, no joke. Suddenly, I didn't want to know what the ends of those swords had sliced. "No, I don't want to fight." I say calmly, wanting to say Call Him off before he kills me! "Well, then," She says, chuckling. "I'm Hope, and- I guess you've already met Bizswak." "Biz." Bizswak says, nodding, and sheathing his wing swords at the same time. "Can I travel with you?" I say, innocently. "Well.. I guess, I could help you, for now." Hope replies modestly
"Come on," She says after a little while. "We got some ground to cover." Her and Bizswak begin to run through the forest, And I follow. What else was there to do?
Ta Da! Second chappie! What do you think? Were you surprised? As always, Criticism is appreciated, and negitive comments wont stop me. So, Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah! Happy Kwanzaa! Bye!