Poké-People Chapter II: Pidgeotto
Bulbasaur sat on the grass, using her vine whip to pick fruit from a tree, and enjoying the delicious Pecha berries as she gobbled them up. Little did she know whose turf she was on…
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I leaped out of the tree, frightening the woman who was eating the berries from it.
"Hey, what the hell is going on here?" She yelled out, clearly surprised. I smirked, giving her a good, long look at the scar that went across my eye.
"I think you've been trespassing, miss." I replied, my voice cold and calculating. "You see, this is my tree. This forest, is mine. Everything in here is mine! So, I suggest you find some other mean of getting your food!" She looked at me, determined to not give up.
"Look, my name is Bulbasaur. Might I ask who you are?" I looked at her, annoyed that she did not know who I was.
"HA! What a stupid question!" I replied, treating it like a joke. "But if you must know, the name's Pidgeotto! I am the supreme ruler of this forest, and my underlings all look up to me – them being Pidgey and other Pidgeotto who can't possibly rival my strength!" I stomped my foot on the ground as an act of showing superiority. She was not fazed by it.
"Look," she began, "I have this group that I'm a part of. We're pretty small right now, but I beg you, please join us. We could use a big, strong man like you." She then got down on her knees and clasped her hands together, as if praying to the gods themselves. I smirked.
"Ha! You're so weak!" I called out. I then pushed her to the ground and wrapped my hands around her neck. "You shouldn't have come here in the first place!"
"Ack…ugh…vine whip!" She managed to blurt out while I was choking her. Suddenly, two vines flew from her hands and swatted me in the face, and I let go.
"Argh! Damnit, resilient bitch aren't you?" I yelled at her. "Well, you shouldn't mess with someone whose type is super-effective against yours!"
"Weaknesses don't matter!" She screamed. "Sleep powder!" I watched the purple dust fly towards me.
"Gust." I said quietly, and I flapped my arms in a motion to cause a small wind, throwing the powder make at her and making her go to sleep. "Hmph. Stupid girl." I said as I walked towards her.
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I stepped into the hollowed tree, seeing Bulbasaur chained to the walls of it, her eyes fiery with anger.
"Damn you Pidgeotto, let me go!" She spat in my face as I stepped in. I pondered what she said for a moment.
"Fine." Was my simple answer. She appeared puzzled. "Look," I began, "I didn't attack or kidnap you out of hate. I was protecting my land. Especially that mention of a group you're in…that scared me. I had a feeling that there might be some in it stronger than I. But, you proved that you alone are a formidable opponent. And this old bird…if your friends can beat me in a battle, I'll consider joining you."
She looked up at me, hope in her eyes. "Really?" She said as I untied her.
"Really." I replied. Tell them to meet me at high noon tomorrow. I'll be ready for an exciting battle, one that is sure to test me skill. Now go."
"You won't regret this" She hollered as she ran down the path through the forest.
"No, no I won't." I said to myself as I continued to watch her. Hmm. She's a nice girl. Would she by any chance – no Pidgeotto! You can't think thoughts like that anymore! You used to, but not after her death…
I looked in the mirror and then shut the door and got into my bed. Tomorrow was gonna be a big day.
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I stood in the clear are of the forest, nothing but trees and a path on either side surrounding it, and clear, sparkling pond in the center. I looked down the path I was facing, the four figures approaching, and could just make out the body of a Pikachu; things were about to get interesting.
"Hello, Bulbasaur and friends. Nice to meet you all." I tried to act as civil as possible. "As you may know, I am Pidgeotto."
They stared at me for moment. "I'm Pikachu." I heard the teenaged boy wearing yellow clothing say. Someone was full of themselves today, as he clearly knew the advantage he had over me. "Meleon. Char, meleon." The other teenager, the one with the red clothing, said. This one seemed overconfident. "Squirtle. What's this I hear about you attacking and kidnapping my girlfriend?" The last one – he was wearing blue and green clothing, the primary and accents reversed from Bulbasaur's – caught me off guard. So, she did have a lover.
"Ahem. I only wish to partake in a duel with you three. If you succeed in defeating me, I'll consider joining your group – an offer made to me by Bulbasaur when we first met. By the way Squirtle, I meant no harm to her. As I told her, I was merely protecting my territory. So, do we have a deal?"
The three of them spoke amongst each other in hushed tones for a few moments.
"Deal." They all said together.
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"Attention all! This is a three-on-one battle between Pidgeotto, guardian of Viridian Forest, and Squirtle/Charmeleon/Pikachu, my friends!" Bulbasaur's voice rang out across the area of battle. Pidgeotto and his opponents lined up on either side of the pond, ready for a tough battle.
"Pidgeotto, you make the first move!" Squirtle yelled out.
"Fine! Quick attack!" Pidgeotto sprinted at the speed of sound, getting back to back strikes on the three friends before returning to his side of the pond.
Damn. That was a fast quick attack. The three friends all thought. But they had a trick up their sleeves – despite Pikachu and Charmeleon wearing short-sleeved shirts.
"Pikachu, Charmeleon, you guys know what to do!" Squirtle called out. The two nodded. "Thunder wave!" Pikachu yelled, striking Pidgeotto across the field and Squirtle to his right, but the water user shrugged it off as much as possible, while Pidgeotto became severely paralyzed.
"Ember!" Charmeleon yelled out be thrusting his hand forward, now faster than Pidgeotto, striking his foe and making it even harder for him to dodge.
"Water gun!" Squirtle fired a steady stream of water at Pidgeotto, finally making him collapse into the pond. Perfect.
"Thundershock!" Pikachu yelled, firing the pure electricity into the water. After a few moments, Pidgeotto slowly crawled out, collapsing to the ground, defeated.
"You boys did good. I haven't had a good fight in years!" Was his simple phrase. "I know I'll be in good hands joining your group."
"So, does that mean you're staying?" Squirtle asked.
"Yes, yes it does." Was Pidgeotto's reply.
The group now had a master of flying on their side. What's next?
A note from the editor: Okay, SUPER SORRY that this took so looooong to get out! I promise that I'll be better with this posts, and possibly more regular from now on! Chapter I was posted back in JANUARY for Arceus' sake, and it's MARCH now! Again, deeply sorry, and I'll be on a semi-regular schedule now, without these huge gaps anymore.
