Edge of Fuchsia

After stocking up on supplies, Max and scyther headed towards the route out of town. As they walked away, a figure appeared behind Max and placed their hand on his shoulder. "Excuse me Max, might I have a word?" He turned to see his teacher behind him with a small stack of papers in his hand. "Sure, what is it?" Max asked. "Well," his teacher started, "It seems you only completed your basic exams, is that correct?" "Well of course," stated Max, "that's all that was required, wasn't it?" "Usually yes, but in scyther's care, more advanced exams are required," the teacher explained. "What, how so?" Max questioned. "Scyther are very dangerous pokemon," his teacher explained, "They possess extremely sharp blades, have incredible speed capabilities, and they are one of the easiest species to anger, making them very reckless when like that." At the last comments, scyther shot a look at the teacher, thinking the human was mocking him. The teacher smiled, adding, "Even this Scyther would need additional training before he's able to handle life outside the safety of the Safari Zone." The last comment was apparently too much for scyther, as he lunged forward with his blade pointed out. Max called out to him, but he continued on. Suddenly, before scyther reached the teacher, a puff of smoke appeared before him and scyther felt his arm strike something hard. The smoke quickly cleared and revealed a large Kangaskhan standing before scyther. The Kangaskhan swung its arm forward, striking scyther and sending him back several yards. "I do apologize Max, but my pokemon are very protective of me," his teacher stated, "I seriously recommend you taking those exams, I'll even be willing to look after your scyther while you do so." Max looked at his scyther as it began rising to its feet. "Fine," he said. "Good," his teacher said with a smile, "now go get him healed up and meet me in the classroom, I've got another student I have to track down."

Fuchsia Beach

Dylan awoke from his recent nap, his pole still sitting still in front of him. "Bummer man," he said, more to himself, "still no bites." He rose to his feet and stretched out, glancing at his still asleep slowpoke. He then turned and noticed a magikarp in the corner of his blue eyes flopping around by him. "Well hello friend," Dylan said to the pokemon, "did you jump a little to high on that last wave?" Dylan smiled and lifted the pokemon up and walked him to the shore. "Now you be careful little fella," he said as he placed him back in the water. Dylan walked back to his line and reeled it in. He placed the pole across his shoulder and woke his slowpoke. As they walked further along the shore, Dylan noticed the magikarp following them. Dylan turned and smiled at it, "So you'd like to join us then?" he asked. The magikarp began bouncing on the top of the water, as if agreeing to the question. Dylan tossed a pokeball towards it and the magikarp jumped into the ball, allowing itself to be captured. A voice called out as Dylan retrieved his pokeball. "Ahh, Dylan, I'm glad to see you haven't left yet." Dylan turned to see his teacher heading towards him, carrying a somewhat large stack of papers. "Hey teach," he began, "Yeah, I've decided to hang around a bit before heading out." "Good thing that you did," his teacher said, "According to my data, you didn't complete a single exam." "That's not true man," Dylan stated, "I attended all my classes." "Dylan," the teacher started, letting out a sigh, "Going to class and completing your exams are two completely different things." "Oh, really?" Dylan asked, "and here I was thinking how easy it all seemed." His teacher watched him for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Well, in any case, you still need to return to school and complete your exams," he stated. "Aww, no way man," Dylan complained, "I can't go back there." "I'm afraid you have no choice," his teacher said, "I expect you to gather your pokemon and join me in the classroom." The teacher then turned and walked back towards town. Dylan turned towards his slowpoke and sighed heavily. "I suppose we have to buddy," he said, as they began the walk back.

Dock

"What!?!" Zac yelled out, his short crimson hair even more scattered than normal, to the ticket lady in the booth. "How can you charge that much?" "Sir," the woman began, "This is a luxury ship, we..." "I don't care if it's the government's private ship," Zac interrupted, "I need to get to Cinnabar Island." "Then I suggest you learn to swim," the woman said before closing the window. Zac angrily crossed his arms and looked out towards the dock and the large ship occupying it. He thought for a moment and then smiled. "Come on growlithe, we don't need no stinking ticket," he said as he ran towards the ship.

East of Fuchsia

After leaving the pokecenter, Samuel and Cass made their way out of town. Samuel was still mad about earlier and was complaining about it as they walked. "Just get over it," Cass finally said, "Sid outsmarted you and that's that." "He didn't outsmart me," Samuel said, stopping in his tracks, "He didn't even give me a chance to attack." "Please," Cass started, turning to face him, her long red hair draping over her face, "You had plenty of time to attack back, and you chose to just stand there, you have no one to blame but yourself." She then turned and continued on, Samuel slowly following behind. After awhile, Samuel spoke up, "So where are we heading anyways?" "It's this cave I heard about," she explained, "It has some pretty common pokemon in it, but people have talked of seeing rarer ones at times." "So we're going all this way for a possibility?" Samuel asked. "Well if you have a better idea I'd love to hear it," Cass answered, "We won't last long with the single ones we have now anyways." After they traveled a ways down the path, they came to the near hidden entrance to the cave. "I suggest you release your pokemon," Cass said as they entered the first chamber, "We don't know what will show up." "Yeah, yeah," Samuel reluctantly said, reaching inside his blue jacket and tossing his pokeball aside, releasing his rhyhorn, "Let's get this over with."

West of Fuchsia (Normally this is cycling road, but in my version of Kanto it's a patch of land connecting the two sections.)

Raymond walked further down the path, his hands tucked in the pockets of his long gray trench coat, keeping a lookout for more targets. His magnemite hovered alongside him, while five metal spheres rotated around it. "Your aim is improving greatly Mag, I'm very impressed," Raymond finally said, breaking the long silence that had settled. At the next clearing, Raymond paused, glancing around the opening. Across certain trees he noticed several caterpie crawling around. Running across the grass were a few rattata, and overhead he saw a flock of pidgey approaching. Raymond smiled, "Alright Mag, you ready?" The magnemite moved forward some, ready for its first command. Raymond kept his eyes on the groups before them, "Charge," he called out. The magnemite started releasing electrical charges, which stuck to the spheres encircling its body. "Now Mag," Raymond continued, "Static ball, two to the left, one ahead, and two up." The magnemite quickly reacted to the orders, forcing the orbs away from its body. Two of them struck a nearby tree, pinning a caterpie with each. The single one shot forward, striking a rattata right in the side. The last two went skyward, heading for the flock, and hit two separate pidgey. After hitting their intended targets, the static from the spheres released into them, stunning them all and causing the pidgey to begin falling. "Finish them Mag," Raymond stated, "Split thunderbolt." The magnemite released a rather large bolt of thunder, which then split into five smaller bolts, each heading for a different target. Each of the bolts struck the metal spheres which were still clinging to static of each pokemon. When the attacks hit, electricity surged through each of their bodies, fainting them all. Raymond smiled as the pokemon fell, completely knocked out. "Your powers sure are increased when there is already an electrical surge in your enemy Mag, that makes things interesting at least," he stated as he continued into the clearing, the many rattata trying to scurry away as he did so.