"Alright!" I said. "Bulbasaur versus Charmander!"
Blue smiled. "Get in there, Charmander!" Blue's Charmander perked up its head, and ran into the battlefield–the sidewalk. I noticed that its tail was burning even more, now.
I put Bulbasaur on the ground, and said, "Go, sic 'em!" Bulbasaur ran to the arena as well. Our Pokémon stared at each other vigorously.
Oh man, I thought, smiling. My very first Pokémon Battle. Just like in the Super Ball. This was my moment to shine! I looked at Blue. He had the same smile on his face. He was just as excited as I was to get the fight started!
"Charmander! Ember!" Blue ordered his Pokémon.
The Charmander leapt into the air, and spat a fireball down towards Bulbasaur. This wasn't good.
"Evade it, Bulbasaur! Evade!" I yelled. Bulbasaur flipped to the side, and avoided the ember shot. She was athletic. I liked that. "Now, Leech Seed!" That was one of the attacks I remembered seeing a trainer do on TV with a Bulbasaur. I figured it was my best bet against a fire Pokémon.
I watched as Bulbasaur shot three seeds from her bulb at Charmander. Before Blue said anything, the Charmander attempted to dodge the attack. It was obvious the Charmander had done something like this before. One of the leech seeds struck Charmander on the tail, away from the flaming tip.
"What the?" Blue said, confused.
Suddenly, vines sprouted from the seed and wrapped around the lizard Pokémon's tail!. The vines then started crushing Charmander's tail, hurting it with every squeeze. The Pokémon squealed.
"Oh... Umm..." Blue said, trying to think of what to do as the leech seed sapped Charmander's stamina. "Ember shot again!"
I didn't understand why Blue didn't try to get the leech seed off at first. However, as soon as Charmander shot a fireball, the flame on the Pokémon's tail grew, and the vines ignited. The leech seed burnt off. My Bulbasaur was just as amazed with Blue's technique as I was that she forgot about the fireball hurtling towards her!
"Bulbasaur! Watch out!" I shouted. It was too late. Bulbasaur looked up, and got a flaming ember shot straight in the face! "No! Bulbasaur!"
I saw Blue and the Charmander chuckling. Bulbasaur shook her head, trying to relieve herself of the pain. I looked at her wound, and found it to be only a slight burn. But Bulbasaur was a Grass Type, and was feeling a lot of pain. She growled, shook her head a bit more, and leered at her opposing Pokémon. She was ready to fight again. Bulbasaur hopped to signify she was okay.
"Good," I said to Bulbasaur. "Alright." I paused to think of an attack. "Umm... Vine Whip!" I knew she had learned that from when she attacked the Scyther.
Bulbasaur released two vines from her bulb, and they swung for Charmander wildly. Before Blue could open his mouth or Charmander could move, I heard two sharp cracks. Bulbasaur retrieved her vines. I spied two cuts along Charmander's stomach. They looked painful. But that was what battles were for.
"Charmander!" Blue said. "Are you okay?" The Charmander screeched in pain and licked its wounds. "Alright, you can nurse them when it's over. Scratch attack!"
I had never seen such disregard for a Pokémon's injuries from its before. Blue didn't seem to care for his Pokémon much.
The Charmander ran toward Bulbasaur, scratching the air feebly with its short arms. I also noticed that it was wincing in pain. It hurt me just to watch the lizard Pokémon.
"What are you boys doing?" It was Professor Oak. He had seen us, and came out of his lab to stop us. Charmander and Bulbasaur stopped the fight, and looked up at Oak.
"Just battling, gramps, that's all," Blue said.
I went along. "Yeah, just battling."
"Well, it's great that you're wanting to get in this so quick, but your two Pokémon haven't been trained enough for battles with other Pokémon Trainers," Oak said. "You need to train against wild Pokémon, or even with simple games."
"Okay, gramps," Blue said slowly, kind of embarrassed.
He saw our two Pokémon's battle wounds. "Oh god, you've hurt each other. Blue, I have some ointments for Charmander's cuts. Red, I don't have anything that can cure an ember burn. You'd better take it to the Pokémon Center in Viridian City."
"All the way to Viridian City?!" I said, perplexed.
"It isn't that far," he reassured. "I'll call your mom to tell her that you're going."
"Couldn't I just get a ride?"
"No, a Pokémon Trainer has to learn how to walk great distances."
Blue just laughed at me.
Oak smiled, "Besides, you're doing it for your Pokémon. And I happen to know Bulbasaur doesn't like machines too much."
This is gonna be work, I thought. I took out my Pokéball and returned Bulbasaur, to help her get some rest. I waved goodbye to the Oaks, and headed on my walk.
My destination was Route 1, just north of Pallet Town. I was lucky that Pallet Town was small-I didn't have to walk as far to get out. But I was also unlucky that I didn't have a bike, like the other kids. A bike would of saved me time.
The town around me was quiet and peaceful, even though it was the middle of the day. Very few people were out and about, and the occasional bird Pokémon would fly through the air, but it was mainly silent. To most outsiders, Pallet Town was kind of creepy. To me, however, I was right at home.
As I reached Route 1, I saw Green. She was heading into her house, no big deal. However, I spied two Pokéballs on her belt-one was the Squirtle she received from Professor Oak. The other, however, was a purplish ball. Had she already caught another Pokémon? No, she must have already gotten one. Green was getting stranger every time I saw her. She looked absolutely harmless, but something bothered me about her. I kept on thinking she was trying to cover something up.
I left Pallet Town, and entered Route 1. The route was similar to Pallet Town, except without any houses or streets. It was a nice and quiet place, the only residents being a few small Pokémon. As I walked through, I saw a man sitting on a log, staring at the sky. When he saw me, the man rushed over to me.
"Hey, you!" he said. "I see that Pokéball on your belt! You're a Pokémon Trainer, right?"
"Yeah, but I can't battle," I replied. "I gotta get to the Pokémon Center in Viridian."
"No, no, I'm not a trainer. I work at the PokéMart at Viridian City. I've been wandering around, giving people free samples." He dug in his pockets. "Here you go," he said, pulling out a spray bottle. "It's a potion. It should subside your Pokémon's pain until you get to the Pokémon Center."
I took the potion. "Thanks."
"No problem. Here, here's the Mart's location," the man said, pulling out a small piece of paper and a pen. He wrote something down on the paper, and handed it to me. "It's right next to the Pokémon Center. Just stop by. You'll find stuff of use in there."
I grabbed the paper, folded it up, and put it in my pocket. "Thanks," I said again.
"No problem," he responded, and went back to sitting on the log.
What an odd man, I thought. I continued to walk as far away from him as possible.
As soon as I found a tree, I released Bulbasaur from her Pokéball. She was still in a bit of pain from the burn that Charmander had given her. I pulled out the potion, and said, "Here, Bulbasaur."
Bulbasaur looked at the potion curiously, as if to say, "What is it?"
"It's a potion. The guy said it will help soothe your pain," I said. Pushing on the spray bottle's trigger, I sprayed about half of the potion onto Bulbasaur's wound. At first she squealed, but then enjoyed the moist potion. "Is it good?" I asked. Bulbasaur cooed. "Alright," I said, and I returned Bulbasaur to her Pokéball. The potion was put in my pocket.
I continued to walk down Route 1, seeing a few Pokémon along the way. A bird Pokémon that I saw-Pidgey, I think it was-swooped down from the sky, and picked worm in its talons. Wow, I thought. That was an accurate attack. I watched as the Pidgey flew up onto a branch, and gulped the worm in a single swallow. Pokémon were really amazing, and I could really tell, now that I had my own Pokémon.
Route 1 was longer than I had remembered it. I soon found myself stopping at another tree to sit down and rest. I looked up at the branches, and saw another Pidgey, this one at its nest. However, I couldn't see if there were any eggs in the bird Pokémon's nest. As I watched the Pidgey, another Pokémon came about. It was a mouse Pokémon. A Rattata. The Pidgey looked hungry, and it stared at the Rattata as if it hadn't eaten in days.
It can't eat a Rattata, I thought. It's too small.
To my amazement, however, the Pidgey dive bombed the Rattata, and struck it in the back with its beak! Soon, the Pidgey landed next to the Rattata, and started kicking up sand in the Rattata's face. While the Rattata was bewildered, the Pidgey swooped in and grabbed the Rattata in its talons. I noticed that the bird Pokémon had a difficult time flying while carrying a Rattata.
The Rattata wasn't too pleased with its attacker, and it promptly bit the Pidgey's foot! I couldn't help but chuckle as the Pidgey dropped the Rattata and it ran away.
What a world, I thought.
I continued through Route 1 safely, and finally made my way to Viridian City. It was defiantly bigger than Pallet Town, I was sure of that, but it wasn't too big. I could manage walking through it.
As I was walking, I took out the piece of paper that the man in Route 1 had given me. He had said that the Pokémon Center was next to the PokéMart, and if I looked for the location of the PokéMart, I'd find the Pokémon Center.
While looking at the paper, I accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up, and saw a grumpy, old, wrinkled face. "Watch where you're going," the old man said gruffly.
Half heartedly, I said, "Sorry."
The woman following him came up to me. "I'm sorry, but grandpa is always like that when he doesn't have his coffee," she said.
"I heard that!" shouted the old man.
"Okay, no problem," I told her.
I continued walking through Viridian City. This place was defiantly busier than Pallet Town. There were a bunch of people out and about, and cars driving down the streets. Viridian was alien to me. All I had to do, though, was find the Pokémon Center, perhaps swing by the PokéMart, and be out of here.
Following the directions on the piece of paper, I eventually found the Pokémon Center and the PokéMart. I entered the Center on the left, first.
Inside the Pokémon Center, I saw a bunch of people with beat up Pokémon. They were all trainers, just like I was. I was amazed at the diversity of Pokémon. There were so many, a lot of them that I had only seen on the television.
I stepped up to the counter, and rung the bell. The nurse turned around, and said, "Hello, and welcome to the Viridian Pokémon Center. We'll heal your Pokémon back to full health. What Pokémon seems to trouble you?"
I picked up my Pokéball. "My Bulbasaur has a burn. Can you help her?"
"That's an easy fix. Give me the Pokéball, and I'll heal your Bulbasaur." I handed her the Pokéball. "Burns are an easy fix. All I have to do for that is place the Pokéball in this machine, here," she said. The nurse placed my Pokéball on a large machine with six indentations for Pokéballs. She pressed a few buttons on the machine, and it started up. My Pokéball started to glow.
"Is that just for burns?" I asked.
"No," she said. "It also heals your Pokémon if they are poisoned, paralyzed, or even if they are just worn out." A small chime was sounded to signify that the machine was done. "There, all done." She pulled the Pokéball from the machine, and gave it to me. "Thanks for coming to the Viridian Pokémon Center. Hope to see you again!"
As I walked out of the Center, ball in hand, I thought, Thank god it doesn't cost money.
Blue smiled. "Get in there, Charmander!" Blue's Charmander perked up its head, and ran into the battlefield–the sidewalk. I noticed that its tail was burning even more, now.
I put Bulbasaur on the ground, and said, "Go, sic 'em!" Bulbasaur ran to the arena as well. Our Pokémon stared at each other vigorously.
Oh man, I thought, smiling. My very first Pokémon Battle. Just like in the Super Ball. This was my moment to shine! I looked at Blue. He had the same smile on his face. He was just as excited as I was to get the fight started!
"Charmander! Ember!" Blue ordered his Pokémon.
The Charmander leapt into the air, and spat a fireball down towards Bulbasaur. This wasn't good.
"Evade it, Bulbasaur! Evade!" I yelled. Bulbasaur flipped to the side, and avoided the ember shot. She was athletic. I liked that. "Now, Leech Seed!" That was one of the attacks I remembered seeing a trainer do on TV with a Bulbasaur. I figured it was my best bet against a fire Pokémon.
I watched as Bulbasaur shot three seeds from her bulb at Charmander. Before Blue said anything, the Charmander attempted to dodge the attack. It was obvious the Charmander had done something like this before. One of the leech seeds struck Charmander on the tail, away from the flaming tip.
"What the?" Blue said, confused.
Suddenly, vines sprouted from the seed and wrapped around the lizard Pokémon's tail!. The vines then started crushing Charmander's tail, hurting it with every squeeze. The Pokémon squealed.
"Oh... Umm..." Blue said, trying to think of what to do as the leech seed sapped Charmander's stamina. "Ember shot again!"
I didn't understand why Blue didn't try to get the leech seed off at first. However, as soon as Charmander shot a fireball, the flame on the Pokémon's tail grew, and the vines ignited. The leech seed burnt off. My Bulbasaur was just as amazed with Blue's technique as I was that she forgot about the fireball hurtling towards her!
"Bulbasaur! Watch out!" I shouted. It was too late. Bulbasaur looked up, and got a flaming ember shot straight in the face! "No! Bulbasaur!"
I saw Blue and the Charmander chuckling. Bulbasaur shook her head, trying to relieve herself of the pain. I looked at her wound, and found it to be only a slight burn. But Bulbasaur was a Grass Type, and was feeling a lot of pain. She growled, shook her head a bit more, and leered at her opposing Pokémon. She was ready to fight again. Bulbasaur hopped to signify she was okay.
"Good," I said to Bulbasaur. "Alright." I paused to think of an attack. "Umm... Vine Whip!" I knew she had learned that from when she attacked the Scyther.
Bulbasaur released two vines from her bulb, and they swung for Charmander wildly. Before Blue could open his mouth or Charmander could move, I heard two sharp cracks. Bulbasaur retrieved her vines. I spied two cuts along Charmander's stomach. They looked painful. But that was what battles were for.
"Charmander!" Blue said. "Are you okay?" The Charmander screeched in pain and licked its wounds. "Alright, you can nurse them when it's over. Scratch attack!"
I had never seen such disregard for a Pokémon's injuries from its before. Blue didn't seem to care for his Pokémon much.
The Charmander ran toward Bulbasaur, scratching the air feebly with its short arms. I also noticed that it was wincing in pain. It hurt me just to watch the lizard Pokémon.
"What are you boys doing?" It was Professor Oak. He had seen us, and came out of his lab to stop us. Charmander and Bulbasaur stopped the fight, and looked up at Oak.
"Just battling, gramps, that's all," Blue said.
I went along. "Yeah, just battling."
"Well, it's great that you're wanting to get in this so quick, but your two Pokémon haven't been trained enough for battles with other Pokémon Trainers," Oak said. "You need to train against wild Pokémon, or even with simple games."
"Okay, gramps," Blue said slowly, kind of embarrassed.
He saw our two Pokémon's battle wounds. "Oh god, you've hurt each other. Blue, I have some ointments for Charmander's cuts. Red, I don't have anything that can cure an ember burn. You'd better take it to the Pokémon Center in Viridian City."
"All the way to Viridian City?!" I said, perplexed.
"It isn't that far," he reassured. "I'll call your mom to tell her that you're going."
"Couldn't I just get a ride?"
"No, a Pokémon Trainer has to learn how to walk great distances."
Blue just laughed at me.
Oak smiled, "Besides, you're doing it for your Pokémon. And I happen to know Bulbasaur doesn't like machines too much."
This is gonna be work, I thought. I took out my Pokéball and returned Bulbasaur, to help her get some rest. I waved goodbye to the Oaks, and headed on my walk.
My destination was Route 1, just north of Pallet Town. I was lucky that Pallet Town was small-I didn't have to walk as far to get out. But I was also unlucky that I didn't have a bike, like the other kids. A bike would of saved me time.
The town around me was quiet and peaceful, even though it was the middle of the day. Very few people were out and about, and the occasional bird Pokémon would fly through the air, but it was mainly silent. To most outsiders, Pallet Town was kind of creepy. To me, however, I was right at home.
As I reached Route 1, I saw Green. She was heading into her house, no big deal. However, I spied two Pokéballs on her belt-one was the Squirtle she received from Professor Oak. The other, however, was a purplish ball. Had she already caught another Pokémon? No, she must have already gotten one. Green was getting stranger every time I saw her. She looked absolutely harmless, but something bothered me about her. I kept on thinking she was trying to cover something up.
I left Pallet Town, and entered Route 1. The route was similar to Pallet Town, except without any houses or streets. It was a nice and quiet place, the only residents being a few small Pokémon. As I walked through, I saw a man sitting on a log, staring at the sky. When he saw me, the man rushed over to me.
"Hey, you!" he said. "I see that Pokéball on your belt! You're a Pokémon Trainer, right?"
"Yeah, but I can't battle," I replied. "I gotta get to the Pokémon Center in Viridian."
"No, no, I'm not a trainer. I work at the PokéMart at Viridian City. I've been wandering around, giving people free samples." He dug in his pockets. "Here you go," he said, pulling out a spray bottle. "It's a potion. It should subside your Pokémon's pain until you get to the Pokémon Center."
I took the potion. "Thanks."
"No problem. Here, here's the Mart's location," the man said, pulling out a small piece of paper and a pen. He wrote something down on the paper, and handed it to me. "It's right next to the Pokémon Center. Just stop by. You'll find stuff of use in there."
I grabbed the paper, folded it up, and put it in my pocket. "Thanks," I said again.
"No problem," he responded, and went back to sitting on the log.
What an odd man, I thought. I continued to walk as far away from him as possible.
As soon as I found a tree, I released Bulbasaur from her Pokéball. She was still in a bit of pain from the burn that Charmander had given her. I pulled out the potion, and said, "Here, Bulbasaur."
Bulbasaur looked at the potion curiously, as if to say, "What is it?"
"It's a potion. The guy said it will help soothe your pain," I said. Pushing on the spray bottle's trigger, I sprayed about half of the potion onto Bulbasaur's wound. At first she squealed, but then enjoyed the moist potion. "Is it good?" I asked. Bulbasaur cooed. "Alright," I said, and I returned Bulbasaur to her Pokéball. The potion was put in my pocket.
I continued to walk down Route 1, seeing a few Pokémon along the way. A bird Pokémon that I saw-Pidgey, I think it was-swooped down from the sky, and picked worm in its talons. Wow, I thought. That was an accurate attack. I watched as the Pidgey flew up onto a branch, and gulped the worm in a single swallow. Pokémon were really amazing, and I could really tell, now that I had my own Pokémon.
Route 1 was longer than I had remembered it. I soon found myself stopping at another tree to sit down and rest. I looked up at the branches, and saw another Pidgey, this one at its nest. However, I couldn't see if there were any eggs in the bird Pokémon's nest. As I watched the Pidgey, another Pokémon came about. It was a mouse Pokémon. A Rattata. The Pidgey looked hungry, and it stared at the Rattata as if it hadn't eaten in days.
It can't eat a Rattata, I thought. It's too small.
To my amazement, however, the Pidgey dive bombed the Rattata, and struck it in the back with its beak! Soon, the Pidgey landed next to the Rattata, and started kicking up sand in the Rattata's face. While the Rattata was bewildered, the Pidgey swooped in and grabbed the Rattata in its talons. I noticed that the bird Pokémon had a difficult time flying while carrying a Rattata.
The Rattata wasn't too pleased with its attacker, and it promptly bit the Pidgey's foot! I couldn't help but chuckle as the Pidgey dropped the Rattata and it ran away.
What a world, I thought.
I continued through Route 1 safely, and finally made my way to Viridian City. It was defiantly bigger than Pallet Town, I was sure of that, but it wasn't too big. I could manage walking through it.
As I was walking, I took out the piece of paper that the man in Route 1 had given me. He had said that the Pokémon Center was next to the PokéMart, and if I looked for the location of the PokéMart, I'd find the Pokémon Center.
While looking at the paper, I accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up, and saw a grumpy, old, wrinkled face. "Watch where you're going," the old man said gruffly.
Half heartedly, I said, "Sorry."
The woman following him came up to me. "I'm sorry, but grandpa is always like that when he doesn't have his coffee," she said.
"I heard that!" shouted the old man.
"Okay, no problem," I told her.
I continued walking through Viridian City. This place was defiantly busier than Pallet Town. There were a bunch of people out and about, and cars driving down the streets. Viridian was alien to me. All I had to do, though, was find the Pokémon Center, perhaps swing by the PokéMart, and be out of here.
Following the directions on the piece of paper, I eventually found the Pokémon Center and the PokéMart. I entered the Center on the left, first.
Inside the Pokémon Center, I saw a bunch of people with beat up Pokémon. They were all trainers, just like I was. I was amazed at the diversity of Pokémon. There were so many, a lot of them that I had only seen on the television.
I stepped up to the counter, and rung the bell. The nurse turned around, and said, "Hello, and welcome to the Viridian Pokémon Center. We'll heal your Pokémon back to full health. What Pokémon seems to trouble you?"
I picked up my Pokéball. "My Bulbasaur has a burn. Can you help her?"
"That's an easy fix. Give me the Pokéball, and I'll heal your Bulbasaur." I handed her the Pokéball. "Burns are an easy fix. All I have to do for that is place the Pokéball in this machine, here," she said. The nurse placed my Pokéball on a large machine with six indentations for Pokéballs. She pressed a few buttons on the machine, and it started up. My Pokéball started to glow.
"Is that just for burns?" I asked.
"No," she said. "It also heals your Pokémon if they are poisoned, paralyzed, or even if they are just worn out." A small chime was sounded to signify that the machine was done. "There, all done." She pulled the Pokéball from the machine, and gave it to me. "Thanks for coming to the Viridian Pokémon Center. Hope to see you again!"
As I walked out of the Center, ball in hand, I thought, Thank god it doesn't cost money.