A.N. Sorry about the delay. Like I say in my profile, I don't forget stories, I just want to make them the best possible. Hope you enjoy.

Jerry pushed away the waist-length grass, separating him from Viridian City and officially started his pokemon adventure, trudging through the thick grass and scanning the area . Hasn't anyone heard of a lawnmower? Gah! Crazy thoughts again! Jerry shook his head and continued walking, Squit following him closely as the grass was larger than he was. But before Jerry noticed what was going on, the entire world started flashing black and white before his very eyes.

"YAAAH! What's going on?!"

Scared and confused, Jerry closed his eyes in terror and could feel Squit grab his leg tight, climb up it and back into his Pokeball. He could feel his legs trembling in fear, his palms sweating, unsure of what was going to happen. For some odd reason, his body wanted to shift to the left, but he tried to fight it. He clenched his fists together, determined to stop whatever was grabbing him from moving him left but he couldn't hold on much longer. He released, allowing the force to move him and in the process, unwittingly opened his eyes.

It was a strange thing he looked upon. All Jerry could see was white. The world had disappeared, all except for himself, a large box and a pokemon, which was facing him and shifting left as well. It was a small, rat like creature with two overgrown front teeth and a curled up tail. A Rattata! Now I can finally nail this guy for covering my shoes with his feces! But as he was thinking this, words appeared across the large box: "Wild Rattata appeared!" Gee, thanks, like I didn't just think that. What is that thing, a giant mind reader? Jerry's thoughts soon shifted to Squit, who he could feel shaking in his pokeball. He picked the trembling pokeball from his belt and with a loud cry, hurled the pokeball onto the ground, causing Squit to emerge from his safe place.

"Go Squit!"

No sooner than he said that did the words appear on the giant mind-reading scoreboard. Uh...I don't need you to repeat everything I say... He watched Squit as he raced back towards Jerry's leg in a fast attempt to return to his pokeball, but soon noticed that Jerry wasn't trembling anymore and turned back to see why he was summoned. Looking at his foe, Squit immediately realized what was going on and assumed a battle stance with a smile. Out from seemingly nowhere, signs appeared over Squit and Rattata's heads, showing their name, a health bar and a numerical level. That's it...I must be going insane. Either that or I've died and I'm forced to battle my way through dead pokemon...

Jerry's eyes shifted back to the scoreboard, which was displaying several options: Fight, Item, Pkmn and Run. Jerry stood there momentarily, dazed and confused with no idea where he was or how these items were defying the laws of physics. As he read the scoreboard, he started to wonder if it was awaiting a command. Well, I might as well try...it's not like I've got anything to lose sitting here in this empty world...

"Fight!"

The menu shifted to a list of moves: Tackle and Tail Whip. Jerry became even more confused and stared at Squit, who was still standing in a battle pose, unchanged for the last few minutes. He was kind of worried, as Squit hadn't even taken a breath or shifted since he started the battle. Plus, other things were worrying him.

"Squit I never knew you had a tail! But how is that supposed to help anything?"

Squit shook his head as if questioning Jerry's intelligence. All I can see from here is a head and a shell...well, I better just take Oak's advice and not worry about things. Wherever I am, it's too crazy to over analyze things!

"Tackle!"

Squit quickly lunged forward, moving only slightly. Though he missed completely, a bone breaking snap echoed through the air and Jerry could see Rattata's healh meter drop about ¼ of the way down. Rattata immediately followed suit and tackled thin air, but just as Squit had done before, missed completely and somehow made full contact, taking 3 HP away from Squit's health bar. The scoreboard returned to it's four option screen again. I'm not gonna waste time trying to whip that rat with Squit's non-existing tail. Let's go with an all out offense!

"Squit Tackle!"

Squit lunged at the invisible air in front of him once more when Jerry noticed the scoreboard had changed once again: "Critical Hit!". Rattata's health bar slowly drained down halfway until barely ¼ of his total health remained. Rattata countered with Tail Whip, which Jerry noticed wasn't even a tail whip but rather a left to right dance that Rattata somehow managed to do without moving it's feet or body. Wondering what possible good this could have done, Jerry checked to scoreboard only to find Squit's defense had fallen.

"Buddy, how does dancing lower your defense? If so I'm never taking you to a disc...Oh I see."

Jerry looked at Squit, who was now laughing at the Rattata's pitiful attack. Jerry chuckled a bit himself as he began to understand. Well, I'm not going to give this thing a chance to hit Squit while he's poking fun at other people.

"Squit finish him with Tackle!"

Squit shifted towards the rat again and this time, drained his health completely. Jerry watched as Rattata fell sharply through the floor and disappeared. How in the world... Jerry's eyes fell upon the giant scoreboard, however, which was displaying that the Rattata fainted. Never would have guessed...do you do ANYTHING useful? But as he was asking this, the scoreboard shifted and showed that Squit had gained 24 experience points. Jerry walked over to high five Squit, but just as we was doing so, the world shifted into a bright white light, making him and his few surroundings disappear. Jerry leaped onto Squit, clinging onto him for dear life as the world disappeared once more around him. But just as he began to lose hope of things ever returning to normal...

He appeared back on Route 1, right where he had disappeared. Jerry clung to Squit for several moments, taking in what had just happened. Squit, however, became frustrated and shoved Jerry off of him, making him fall onto the dirt. After regaining his composure, Jerry stood up and brushed himself off.

"Wow buddy that was strange! But hey, not too shabby for our first battle together eh?"

Squit shook his head in disapproval, as if trying to say that Jerry did none of the work. Jerry ignored him. He was just happy to be back in the real world. He quickly remembered to add Rattata to his Pokedex. Grabbing the small notepad from his back pocket and the pencil out of his jacket, he moved down to the number 19 and drew a picture of a mouse. He then wrote "Rata Tata Tata". He then checked his surroundings to regain his direction and caught a glimpse of Squit standing around with its arms crossed.

"Oh there's your tail! It's that...big...thing hanging out of your back...whoops!"

Squit rolled his eyes and continued trekking through the tall grass of Route 1 without Jerry. Jerry gave quick chase after him.

"Wait up buddy! We've got to do this together!"

Jerry followed Squit through the end of the tall grass and up a hill when he noticed a kid wandering around. Curious as to what he could be doing, he approached him but before he could ask, the boy started talking to him.

"Hi! I work at a Pokemon Mart."

"Um, aren't you a little young to work at a Pokemon Mart? Doesn't Kanto have child labor laws? ...Gah!" Jerry asked, becoming frusterated with himself. However, the boy ignored him completely.

"It's a convenient shop, so please visit us in Viridian City."

"If you're supposed to be working in Viridian, why are you wandering around Route 1?" Jerry inquired, but was again ignored.

"I know, I'll give you a sample! Here you go! Jerry got POTION!"

A weird sound effect rang through the air as the kid announced that he had received a gift. Jerry quickly became weirded out again and contemplated running, however, Squit could tell what he was thinking and gave him a inquiring look, as if to say it wasn't any stranger than what had been happening recently. Jerry wondered if the Potion was poisoned in any way, but stuck it in his pocket regardless.

"Well, I'm not sure why you had to shout that I got a potion or how you suddenly know my name but I think I'm gonna go now..."

"We also carry POKE BALLs for catching Pokemon!"

"...Yeah, I'm not so...sure about buying things from you...so...um...bye."

Jerry backed away slowly, grabbing Squit's hand and running full throttle through the grass. However, in his negligence he ran full throttle into something. Before he could find out what, however, the world started flashing again. This time, Jerry was ready. As he shifted left again, he saw a Pidgey shift into view. Jerry sent out Squit and their newest battle began again.

"Squit Tackle!"

Squit lunged at the Pidgey, taking out a good quarter of it's health. Jerry began to anticipate the Pidgey's next move. What would it be? Jerry stared at the Pidgey and without any sort of warning, a mini tornado appeared and hit Squit square in the face. The giant scoreboard showed that it had been a critical hit, though it only took out three hit points. Jerry wasn't surprised about that though. If it had caught him off guard, no surprise that Squit had gotten hit by it worse than normal.

"How did that happen?! Pidgey didn't even move! At least it's pretty weak..."

Squit looked completely surprised as well. It didn't look as if he was hurt, but merely that it had caught him off guard. I didn't know Pidgey was a Psychic type! Oh well, let's get this over with.

"Tackle!"

Squit lunged at the Pidgey once more, but this time the miss was an actual miss. How in the world did that miss? Granted, he's never actually hit a Pokemon but still. Again, with no warning, a small twister ravaged in front of Squit and hit him full on. The battle continued to rage on, each pokemon using their respective attack move until finally, Squit remained the victor, though at a price: his health was becoming dangerously low.

"Good job on gaining a level Squit! ...Though I'm not sure what a level is. Are you now a two story pokemon?"

Squit slapped his forehead in frustration through his pants and groans. Squit was obviously in a lot of pain. I better get him to town and see if anyone can help him! The area shifted back to Route 1. Jerry summoned Squirtle back to his Pokeball and started to run towards Viridian, but again managed to run into a Pidgey. As the world shifted once more, he remembered his options and shouted Run, running through the white expanse with his arms flailing above his head. Next thing he knew, he was back on Route 1 next to a trainer that looked exactly like the Viridian Worker. Did...Oak clone everyone here too? He didn't have time to think.

"Help! My Squit is hurt! Where can I heal him?"

"See those ledges on the road? It's a bit scary but you can jump from them. You can get back to PALLET TOWN that way."

"Forget you and your ominpresent knowledge of where I came from!"

Jerry ran further forward, dodging wild pokemon left and right and didn't stop running until he ran head first into a sign. Rubbing his sore head, he read the sign slowly.

"TRAINER TIPS: The battle moves of a pokemon are limited by their Power Points or PP. To replenish PP rest your tired Pokemon at a Pokemon Center!"

"Amazing! Just what I was looking for!"

Luckily, just in front of him was the Pokemon Center in question. He rushed up the ledge and through the door into the Pokemon Center, which was just as gray as the rest of the world. The place had several fake plants scattered around and even though there was only one door in and out of the center, there were magically two exits. Another thing that bothered him was that the building was nearly square, yet the inside was obviously rectangular, even though he couldn't see the rest of the center for some strange reason. He slowly walked up to the counter, worried about his sanity when a little boy sitting on a couch spoke up.

"POKEMON CENTERs heal your tired, hurt or fainted Pokemon!" the boy recited.

"Um...thanks but I already knew that. That's why I'm here."

Before he could talk to the attendant behind the desk and hopefully get Squit some medical treatement, another young boy standing next to him piped up with his own comments.

"There's a POKEMON CENTER in every town ahead. They don't charge any money either!"

"I guess that's good but I don't really care right now. I need to heal my Squit."

Jerry then turned to talk to the girl behind the counter, who was standing beside a giant machine with a flat, black surface. Jerry began to worry whether or not this was a good idea, but it was too late now.

"Welcome to our POKEMON CENTER! We heal your POKEMON back to perfect health! Shall we heal your pokemon?"

Jerry was astounded. Is she really that dense? Why else would I be in here? But what worried him wasn't that, but the fact that a large window, similar to the battle scoreboard popped up with two options: HEAL and CANCEL. Um...are the attendants deaf or do Pokemon Centers have excess money to burn?

"Heal!"

"OK, We'll need your POKEMON."

Before Jerry could even turn to hand her his Pokemon, the pokeball containing Squit magically teleported from his belt to the machine. Flabbergasted, Jerry scratched his head in wonder and watched as the machine played a short music piece and lit up Squit's pokeball. Um...I didn't know you could heal a Pokemon by turning them into a disco ball...maybe next time I'll just play a song and make Squit dance! The attendant turned back to Jerry and the ball magically teleported to his belt again. Why is it that I never noticed the oddities of the world before today?

"Thank you! Your POKEMON are fighting fit!" the attendant said, bowing slightly.

"Um...thanks? I was more worried about him getting healed, not making him work out!"

"We hope to see you again!"

"That's kind of wrong! I only plan to see you when my Pokemon need healing! Are you saying that you hope my Pokemon get hurt so you can see me again? Are you that bitter that you're not getting paid and are obviously stuck behind your desk with no way out?"

Jerry got no response, but he was starting to get used to that. He tossed down his pokeball, releasing Squit and causing him to fall flat on his face. Jerry had to remind himself not to laugh, but Squit still eyed him warily. They walked out of the Pokemon Center and looked around at Viridian City. It wasn't much of a city, truthfully, with only a few buildings, a Pokemon Center and an Item Shop. Hey, compared to Pallet Town, this is a metropolis though! He saw a sign in the distance and read it aloud.

"VIRIDIAN CITY The Eternally Green Paradise."

Jerry looked around at the scenery again and saw only varying shades of gray. I wonder if I could sue Viridian City for false advertisement... Thinking back to his earlier conversation with the underage worker, he remembered something about being able to buy pokeballs at the Item Shop and decided it would be best to stop there next. Can't be a good trainer with only one Pokemon after all! As he walked towards the Item Shop, another young boy who looked exactly like the worker approached him. Either someone had identical triplets or Oak's been up to no good!

"You want to know about the 2 kinds of caterpillar POKEMON?" he rambled off.

"Um...no, I don't. They sound kind of weak."

"CATERPIE has no poison, but WEEDLE does. Watch out for its POISON STING!"

"I said no!'

"CATERPIE has..."

"SHUT UP!"

Jerry walked away fuming and entered the item shop, Squit following closely behind. Before he could even stop to check out the shop, he was beckoned by the shopkeep.

"Hey! You came from PALLET TOWN?"

"How does everyone know?!"

"Well, you got this newbie, backwater kind of look going on."

"...Thanks."

"You know PROF. OAK, right?"

"Oh no. You're not one of his aides are you? They're the only ones I've heard refer to him as 'PROF. OAK'."

"No, I have glasses, see? His order came in. Will you take it to him?"

"You mean the one I delivered to him earlier? The one you sent to our house? How is it that you can't deliver it to the right house when two of the three houses are tied to him?"

"...Does he live at 1 or 2 Pallet Town?"

"...C'mon, he has a giant lab bigger than both the houses combined!"

"OK, OK. Say hi to for me!"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you're going to deliver that package, right?"

"I already did!"

"But you're not supposed to get it till..."

"I know, I know! Tell me about it."

"OK fine. I guess I can let you shop here..."

"Why would you make me deliver a package to shop here? If you want business, that's a poor way of getting it."

"Because you have to do it to progress the game."

Jerry shook his head. I'm not sure what that means, but I better buy some pokeballs and get out before he makes me go hand out potions in the middle of a field... Jerry quickly purchased 10 pokeballs and left the shop. Guess there's nothing more to do but challenge the gym here! But as Jerry walked up towards the gym, he saw a man lying in the middle of the road with a young girl next to him. As he tried to creep past him, the man yelled, startling Jerry.

"You can't go through here! This is private property!"

"The path to the gym is private property? I'm just trying to get my first badge!"

"Oh Grandpa! Don't be so mean! He hasn't had his coffee yet" the girl explained, badgering her grandpa.

Jerry unwittingly moved backwards and returned towards the Pokecenter. What a jerk! I just want to challenge the gym leader...why do old people have to be so mean without their coffee? Guess I'll have to explore the other route... Squit kicked the old man as the two walked off and he started screaming again about youngsters and hooligans, causing Jerry to laugh and high five Squit. The two took the path west of town and were surprised to see a large building surrounded by grass. As Jerry and Squit approached it, the world started flashing again and out of nowhere, a Rattata appeared. Guess I'll try my hand at catching a Pokemon now! Squit and the Rattata battled until the Rattata's health bar was low before flinging a pokeball at it. After a few weak shakes, Jerry had his second Pokemon, whom he named with love: "Pooptata". When the world returned, he pulled out his Pokedex and scribbled next to Rata Tata Tata's entry: "annoying pooping mouse". He then stuffed the second pokeball in the second notch of his belt and entered the large building with Squit in tow.

Inside, Jerry saw a marvelous gray rug, leading to two gray doors with two gray statues on either side. Ugh...I can't wait till next gen introduces color...augh! Get out of my head! A security guard stood next to the door and as soon as Jerry entered, he approached him.

"Only truly skilled trainers are allowed through. You don't have the BOULDERBADGE yet!" the guard shouted.

"How in the world do you know that?!"

"The rules are the rules. I can't let you pass."

The guard then shoved Jerry and Squit out of the building back onto Route 22. Man, what is it with all these rude people? Where am I supposed to go now? But as he turned around, he was surprised to see someone else. Someone that didn't look like the average citizen. Jerry gulped as Squit prepared himself for battle.