The Almighty

Chapter 2

I walked out of the house without a second glance. I stared down the street and out into the distance where Saffron city stood, waiting for me and Phoenix. The buildings stood tall, reaching for the sky just like those that worked there. Never settling for second best-always striving to become better. That's where Silph Co. was situated. I remember a few years ago when the Rockets took over the city; they had hidden out in my town before hand. I have to say, I don't blame them for seeking refuge in that town; it lies in a concealed area just south of route 8, nicely tucked away between Saffron and Lavender Town. Hardly anyone knows about it. Apart from evil organisations like Team Rocket, but they've probably got spies all over the place. But it's a dump of a town. I wouldn't be suprised if half the people in Team Rocket come from there, it's just basically a run down group of houses. But the Rockets didn't scare me, they were just a bunch of dead beats who had nothing better to do with their time than terrorize people.

But there was a problem. Phoenix was obviously a scrawny little pokemon with hardly any experience: no match for the pokemon around here. And since my parents were useless they had no money to get me a lift to Pallet or Viridian. I'd have to make my own way there even if it killed me. But I knew it wouldn't.

"So which way should we go?" I found myself asking the Poochyena at my side. I was thinking that we should go south to Diglett Cave then go straight through so we ended up near Pewter City. Phoenix just looked at me, so I walked down to the entrance, luckily enough not to encounter any pokemon on my way. The mouth of the cave loomed over us, like the mouth of a giant ready to swallow us whole. The thought intrigued me and I stepped forward to take my first step towards success when a sharp whine stopped me. I looked down slowly, wondering what was up with Phoenix, only to find out she wasn't by my feet. My black hair flicked around my jaw as I turned my head sharply to see where she was. She was several yards behind me, crouching low to the floor and shaking like a leaf, staring fearfully into the mouth of the cave.

"Phoenix it's just a cave. Come on, let's go," I walked over to her and grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, trying to get her inside the cave without dragging her. The closer we got, the more she shivered, until her lips curled up, revealing all of her sharp teeth and a pink gum. She looked positively demented. She did warn me by growling, but I didn't listen to her.

"Stupid pokemon, it's only a cave!" I scolded, getting impatient. I almost had her into the cave (I admit, by that point I had resorted to dragging her), her growling had reached an intense pitch and she was glaring at me threateningly. I ignored it.

Then she snapped her jaw open and bit down on my hand.

Hard.

I instinctively drew my hand away quickly, but her jaw was so strong she remained attached. Quickly, she let go and looked up at me with hard eyes. Holding my bleeding hand, I looked down at her with wonder. We stared at each other for a few seconds until a shout made me turn around,

"Oh my god are you okay?" a young girl asked me loudly, rushing over and staring at Phoenix reproachfully. I took an instant dislike to her.

"I'm fine," I said blankly.

"But that thing just bit you. Bad pokemon!" she turned and pointed her finger right in Phoenix's face, shouting at her forcefully. Within a second I tackled her to the floor, fist raised ready to punch her.

"Don't you ever shout at my pokemon," I threatened, filling my voice with as much venom as I could. I wasn't angry at Phoenix, it was entirely my fault. I wasn't going to have some stranger shout at her for something that wasn't her fault.

"B-But she bit you!" the girl said, obviously terrified,

"I don't give a damn!" I snarled as I flexed my fist. The girl eyed it in fear,

"You're mad! You're both mad!" she all but shouted. That did it. I pulled my fist back further, ready to bring it down on her skull when I was pushed to the floor. Rolling onto my stomach, I pulled myself up and looked at who had just stopped me from punching the girl. Which I probably shouldn't have done anyway. It was a boy. He was older than me, about 17 I would guess, maybe 18. His hair was light and bouncy, a stark contrast to my dark poker straight hair. The girl thanked him profusely then ran off, tears in her eyes. I couldn't care less to be honest, she probably had it coming to her anyway. But I couldn't take my eyes off this boy. He had two pokemon by his side, but I don't know what because I couldn't identify species very well at all. It was the expression on his face that intrigued me though. As if he had something to prove. A warm feeling on my leg made me look down and I saw Phoenix pressing herself against me, glancing frequently at the two pokemon. They seemed to give off an auror of power. They must be super strong.

"What level are your pokemon?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Huh?" he said, looking like I'd just pulled him out of a day dream.

"Your pokemon," I said impatiently.

"Oh. Thanks," he said, then walked off. Nice to know people listen to what you have to say. I looked back down at my hand, the blood seeping through the two deep wounds where Phoenix's two huge fangs had punctured.

"Phoenix," I said. She looked up.

"I... I'm sorry,"

Phoenix did nothing, just kept looking at me. I couldn't tell if she could understand me or not, but something told me she could.

It was at that point I realised that it wasn't just me taking this journey anymore. Phoenix was just as important as I was.

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