Hey, I'm back to give you the second chapter of You're Gonna Go Far, Kid. I think After this chapter some fun stuff will happen.

Disclaimer: if you thought I owned Pokemon you were wrong, so very very wrong.

It was raining outside. The Pokemon lab was cold and dark. The only human still inside was the old professor, who sat in the corner muttering about eggs. I was the only Pokemon, other than the professor's personal ones, who was still stuck in the lab. Earlier that day, the boy with the yellow cap and the girl with the pigtails came and choose their boy chose Totodile while the girl chose Chikorita. I wasn't surprised; Chikorita seemed to be a female favorite.

It was eerily quite and I was ready to suffer in my Pokeball, when a flash of red caught my eye. I turned, startled at the flash of color. It was only a window, and I only saw trees swaying in the breeze and rain pelting the glass. I turned back to my Pokeball, already thinking of what I wanted to do to the professor now that we were alone. I had a very pleasing vision of barbequed Elm with a side of fried Ampharos.

I was knocked out of my pleasant, yet unmistakably unethical, daydream when I saw my Pokeball being picked up by what looked to be a ten-year old boy. A very soggy ten-year old boy. He had black clothes bordered with a red lining, which wouldn't have seemed out of place if not for the boy's hair and eyes, which made the whole outfit seem menacing. His hair was a brilliant red and his eyes were a steely grey I had never seen before.

I caught myself before I could shiver. I had never seen a boy so young have such a hard expression on his face. I could tell he didn't spend his spare time playing Hopscotch, and with the way he snuck into the lab without alerting the old man, I could pretty much guess what he did do. He turned to look at me, a bit startled at being found. He quickly hid his surprise and returned his expression to a scowl. I just stood still, staring at the boy. I knew he was waiting for me to alert the old professor. I knew he was waiting to get caught; he probably had a lie already formed in his head. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, I already had a different plan forming; a wonderful and devious plan that would be crazy and most likely wouldn't work. I was crazy enough to try though. I would use the red-head and escape. I would finally be free of this lab.

I stared at the boy, testing him. It was a simple test. I wanted to see if he would back down first, or wait till I did. He didn't disappoint, staring me down with an intimidating and dominate gaze, even with his wet hair flopping over one eye. I looked away first, but not before a pleased smirk graced my lips. This boy would do nicely.

The boy was apparently pleased as well. He took my Pokeball and stuffed it in his jacket and held his arm out to me. I looked at him confused. He turned his head to check on the professor, to make sure he still hadn't seen anything, before turning back to me. He motioned with his other hand for me to climb on but quietly. I understood, and I slowly made my way onto the red-head's shoulder, careful not to make a sound. It was cold and wet, and while all I wanted to do was shudder, I could deal with the discomfort. He took one look around before springing up onto a stack of books the professor had left next to the window. I could see where he was going with this, trying to return the way he came in; creating as little evidence as possible. He had reached the ledge to the window and I could almost smell freedom. We were sitting on the ledge, waiting for an opportune moment to climb through the window when our cover was blown. The books we had climbed up to reach the window had not been as stable as the boy originally thought. They swayed back and forth before finally collapsing on the tile floor. We both flinched and I prayed to Mew that the old man didn't find hear, or was too engrossed in his research to care. Unfortunately, my luck was terrible and he turned around to see the red-head and me inching through the window.

His face immediately went into shock as he fumbled in his jacket for his Pokeballs. The boy didn't give him time to find them. He quickly jumped out the window and landed on his feet, not even pausing, and took of into the forest surrounding the lab.

The rain pelted us and the wind chilled me too my bones, but the adrenaline was pumping in my body. I felt as if I was flying away from all my problems, from all the worthless lies and from all the pitiful glances. All that was left was to ditch the red-head. I smirked as I imagined his face after I disappeared. I would regret missing it, after all it was bound to be hilarious, but I couldn't give him any chance to catch me or track me down.

We had finally stopped in a dense part of the forest, which only let a few raindrops in. It seemed as though the storm was clearing up already. I stared up at the canopy of leaves enjoying my first view of the canopy from outside the fence. I quickly looked down though when the red-headed boy shoved me off his shoulder. I tumbled to the ground. Climbing to my paws, I stared up at the boy indignantly. What was his problem! Then I saw him searching his pockets. My eyes widened in fear. I had forgotten about the Pokeball! I would never get away at this rate. I quickly got on my paws and started to scurry away, hoping it would take him awhile to find that stupid ball.

I could only hear the pounding of my heart and the splashes from the puddles surrounding me. He would find me darn it! I kept running until I heard his footsteps stalking mine. I turned and tried to hind behind a tree.

Blend Blend Blend…

My heart sunk down into my stomach. I peered up to see the furious face of Mister rude red-head glaring down at me. I tried to smile, and somewhat look cute, but he wasn't buying it. He pressed the button on my Pokeball and back into my cage I went.

Doesn't life suck sometimes?

So there is chapter two. I'm not quite as happy with this as I could be. I think once there's more dialogue and actual names it will be interesting to see Cyndaquil's stubborn side.

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MyuuMay