Third chapter, already!

This time, it is Nugget Bridge and S.S. Anne, yay! The death of Rattata!

Anyway, I own none of the characters, moves, Pokémon, etc.


Red sighed and picked up his Pikachu, he sent him and his fellow Ivysaur into battle with the trainers of the Nugget Bridge.

After defeating the regretful trainers, who deny their regrets, on the bridge he came across the man at the end who greeted him happily. Red felt anything but.

Red let the man blab continuously as he sprayed his Pikachu with a healing potion, until he held out his hand on the weird-man's behalf to receive a golden rock, known as a nugget.

"This is going in the trash, and by the trash I mean the PokeMart's storehouse."

"You just earned a fabulous prize; by the way..."

The mysterious man's friendly smile curled into a devious smirk.

"How would you like to join Team Rocket?"

Red's eyes shot up to make eye contact.

His body slowly reacted, forcing him to stand up straight to look the man dead in the eyes.

"Team Rocket...?"

Red meant for it to come across as something else. To come across as disgust. It came across as question.

"We're a group of professional criminals specializing in Pokémon!"

The man's smirk grew as he pulled off the shirt with dark grace and enigma.

'Blue is the only enigma.'

"Yes, I know that."

"Want to join?" asked the grunt, his smirk burning into the back of Red's mind.

'Blue is not a criminal.'

"I know that too."

'So why think about joining? Wouldn't that just disappoint him more?'

"To go undercover?"

'To hide.'

"Liar!"

'You wouldn't join anyway, you're a good kid.'

The grunt, stripped off the side-buttoned trousers and revealed to be wearing his jet-black outfit with the faded red 'R' from the sunlight it must have received daily while not under that dreadful auburn and teal shirt.

"Come on, join us!"

Red shook his head quickly, pulling his hat over his eyes.

The grunt got frustrated.

"I'm telling you to join!"

The grunt grabbed him by the collar of his sleeveless jacket, causing the back of the jacket and his shirt to cut into his neck a little too hard for Red's liking. Red managed to filter the pain by thinking of anything else, and shook his head again.

The grunt pushed him back a little, as he let go.

"...Okay, you just need some convincing! – How about an offer you can't refuse?"

Red frowned, signalling for his Pikachu to go up front when the grunt reached for his Pokéball.

"Join us or you die!"

The grunt released, in a long red beam, a snake Pokémon common round these parts known as Ekans. It hissed violently, causing his Pikachu's fur to stick up on end, sparks flying from the rodent's cheeks.

"Pikachu, Thundershock!" – "Ekans, use Wrap!"

The Ekans darted forward, and wrapped around the small electric mouse, squeezing tighter and tighter. The Pikachu let out a small amount of volts throughout the Ekans body, causing it to make a laughing noise before squeezing tighter round the weak Pikachu's body.

The Ekans jolted slightly after a few seconds, sparks flying off its own body, and the snake found it suddenly difficult to move. Red grinned; he gained an upper hand in the battle.

"Wriggle out, Pikachu and use Slam!"

Ekans could not move to tighten its grip on the mouse and so it watched in burning hatred as it escaped the Wrap, and launched its body towards the jaw of the Ekans, banging it backwards using Slam and forcing it into the ground. The large impact made it faint, much to the grunt's dismay.

"Damn you, I still have one more Pokémon left!"

The grunt sent out a Zubat, and Red raised an eyebrow, lifted his hand up to the Grunt's line of sight, and walked past him snapping his fingers as the Grunt's eyes caught his own red-brown ones.

The Pikachu summoned electricity from the pouches in its cheeks and fried the Zubat into unconsciousness. The grunt gaped, confused to how he lost so easily.

Red's emotionless face turned to look over his shoulder at the grunt, which made his expression change to that of shock.

He never expected to see a Team Rocket, a criminal no less that had threatened his life, to cradle the Zubat before returning it.

"...with your ability, you'd have made a top leader in Team Rocket."

The grunt glared at Red, his head jerking with tears slowly streaming down his fair-skinned face.

"Think of the opportunity! D-Don't let this chance go to waste...!"

Red stared, in amazement.

"Why?"

The grunt returned the Zubat, wiped his eyes and sat beside the hedge he once waited.

"You know what, never mind... just leave. Team Rocket does not want heroes like you on our side. You'll just betray us."

Red stared intently and went forward towards the other trainers, mumbling an apology to the emotional wreckage, his own age that was many of his newfound enemies.


After chatting with the young five year old with a Charmander, he received the fire lizard in exchange for a few items and for his company.

"Thanks, kid!"

Grinning, Red decided to go visit this Bill character and to train his new powerhouse at the same time as he could see the trainers in the distance.

"This'll be easy."

After healing his Pokémon up with potions, he challenged wild Pokémon and trainers to a battle in hope that with the help of his Ivysaur, and Pikachu that his newly gained member would become a powerhouse to the team, eventually.

In one fight, Red's Charmander struggled against a trainer's Geodude.

"Come on, Charmander, you can do it – use Ember!"

The Charmander breathed flames against the rocky skin of the Geodude while occasionally growling and scratch at it; most of these attacks been ineffective and only chipping away at the rock-type's health.

It used Scratch again and this time, it caused quite the critical impact, which forced the Geodude from its winning streak which then slammed the Metapod into the air, levitating slightly, the rock-type then smashed the lizard down towards the Earth.

"Charmander!"

Red ran forward, catching the Charmander hurting himself a little in the process.

"C-Charmander, are you okay? I'm sorry, please be okay...!"

The fire lizard started to glow, unbeknownst to the trembling trainer, until he felt that familiar warmth and the body it was holding began to morph.

His Charmander became a Charmeleon!

Red let go off his Charmeleon and grinned, before pointing at the Geodude.

"Attack it, use Ember."

The Charmeleon scoffed and nodded, grasping its tail and inhaling before blowing a larger ember of flames than before – almost like a flamethrower attack just less impact – towards the Geodude. When the smoke moved away, the Geodude was charred, looking a lot like burnt wood or charcoal.

Red checked his Pokédex.

"Wow, you've gotten stronger..." he mumbled as he looked up to see the Geodude in charred bits on the floor.

"You did great, Charmeleon!" he exclaimed, petting the newly evolved Pokémon as he collected his money reward and headed through the hoards of trainers towards the house of Bill in the distance.


At the end of the cape, decorated with dancing pink flowers and swaying green grass, were a small house with a leaf green roof, and a tear blue door with an iron doorway. Red looked at the door, his smile returning to his face as he knocked on the door – his Pikachu ran onto his head and settled itself there putting on its most welcoming, friendly smile as Red had instructed claiming it was polite.

When nobody answered, Red knocked again and then heard a weird noise coming from inside the house followed by a 'crash' sound. The trainer jumped and attempted to open the door, which he stumbled through as he panicked.

"Mr. Bill? Bill, sir? Are you okay?"

He blinked, and found a small pink Clefairy staring at him, covered in paper.

"A Clefairy... is it Bills?"

Red picked it up from behind, causing it to kick off and squirm.

"H-Hey! Calm down, little guy! I just wanted to know if you knew where Bill was!"

The Clefairy stared at him, and shuffled round in Red's hands.

"I'm not a Pokémon! I'm Bill, the true-blue Pokémaniac!"

"Uh... 'kay... When did Pokémon talk?" Red mumbled to himself, looking rather sceptical.

"Hey! What is with that sceptical look? I'm not joshing ya', pal!"

Red just raised an eyebrow, and jerked his head back as his Pikachu snickered at this-so-called Pokémaniac.

"Okay, look 'ere pal, I screwed up an experiment and so I got combined with a Pokémon!" Bill sighed then looked up, his eyes sparkling with hope.

"Hey, how about you reverse it? Help me out, eh?"

Red shrugged, placing him down.

"Sure, I guess..."

"Okay, just stand by the PC and wait until I'm in the teleporter, okay?"

Red headed towards the computer as instructed, and waited until Bill got to the teleporter.

Bill called out to him, about pressing a Reverse button on the Cell Separation System or something like that, so Red did and in a flashy few seconds, what Red presumed to be the real Bill popped out of the other teleporter pod.

Bill came over to Red as he brushed imaginary dirt of his violet sweater and neatened up his brunette hair.

"Yeehah~! Thanks bud, I owe you one!"

"Well, okay..."

"So, why did ya' come here? Oh, of course, it was to look at my rare Pokémon collection!"

Red just shrugged, and let Bill run him through images of his three Pokémon known as the three 'Eeveelutions' as he liked to call them, but their real names were Flareon, Jolteon and Vaporeon.

"Well, I should lea-" – "Wait, I got to thank you... Hmm, oh have this!"

Bill fished out a little plastic card in a cardboard wallet-like pouch and passed it to Red, who gratefully accepted the gift, and inspected it.

"It's a ticket to Vermillion City's S.S. Anne, I don't do fancy dos so how about you go instead? Go, go and have a good time!"

Red shrugged, went back to the city and stocked up before heading through Route 6.


Red headed out towards the route but just as he tried to leave, he noticed a Police officer arguing with another one.

Red sneaked towards them, and towards the house, they were guarding but found nothing of interest in their argument, and went to leave until one of them mentioned a thief from Team Rocket.

"Team Rocket...!"

Red waited until the guards were at the heat of their argument before running in to find a destroyed house filled with Pokémon and human footprints and dirt. Inside was a man who looked mortified, and hugging a younger girl – presumably, his daughter – who was crying.

"A-Are you two okay?"

"Yes... but our house has been destroyed and a grunt ran off with my TM, Dig."

"I'll get it back for you, and avenge the destruction of your house!"

"Um, sonny, isn't that a little dangerous?"

"I'm a Pokémon Trainer, and one day, I'll be the Champion! Danger is necessary for the experience!"

Red gave the old hiker a thumbs-up, and ran after the grunt he could see giggling to himself outside through the window.

Red grabbed the grunt from behind, a completely new one this time, and glared at him.

"Pikachu, get ready to zap this loser!"

His Pikachu flared electricity from its cheeks, the grunt glared back.

"Hey, get lost, this isn't your yard!"

"It's not yours either!"

"Huh? Oh, me? Well I'm an innocent bystander..."

Red growled slightly, getting annoyed by the obvious lie.

"What, you don't believe me then? Okay, I'll have to get rid of you the hard way!"

The Machop that was sent out and Red's Pikachu fought relentlessly, clashing feet and fingers, their strength mutual. One swift kick knocked the Machop out and it was switched out for a Drowzee.

Pikachu stumbled, a little dizzy.

"Pika, pal...?"

The Pikachu flopped forward, unconscious.

"Pikachu!"

Red returned his Pikachu, mumbling words of apology and shame before sending out his Ivysaur.

"Go, use Razor Leaf!"

The razor-sharp boomerang leaves sliced at the Drowzee, and flopped beside him. The Drowzee lifted the leaves back into their original position using Confusion and sent them back, slicing up Ivysaur.

"Use vine whip!"

Ivysaur slashed at the Drowzee with its vines, and using it as a distraction, tackled into the Drowzee's stomach knocking it unconscious.

"Stop, fine I give up!"

Red smiled innocently, at the Grunt who was on his knees in defeat.

"Good, now give me back the TM you stole."

"Okay... here, return the TM..."

Just as Red was inspecting it for any damage, and was about to thank the grunt for his co-operation, he had ran off in fear of his boss' rage.

"Huh... better return this."

When Red went to return it, he was given it to keep as a reward, much to his joy.

"To Vermillion City, you lot!"


Red set off down Route 6, as he tried passing through Saffron only to find out it was closed off.

When coming into the open spaced town of Vermillion, Red took in the surroundings; many buildings by the coast, a Machop and an elderly man working at a plot of land, a gym corned off, a police officer with back-up chasing after a water-type Pokémon and the docks.

Red rummaged his pockets and took out the ticket but along with it; fell out the photograph of Blue.

"...Ass."

Picking it up, he forced it into the side pocket of this bag-pack before heading to the S.S. Anne. Luckily, this will take his mind off things.

Red battled amongst the challengers, the restless and the weary. He chatted, made friends and even found a Great Ball, a newly made pokéball, in the trash tipped off by a chef in the kitchen.

He waved goodbye to another friend he made on the ship, and decided to head to the Captain, where he was told he could obtain his first HM, Cut.

Then, unfortunately for Red, Blue came down the stairs in his usual attire but on the ship, he seemed more elegant, more beautiful.

"More perfect."

Once Blue reached the final step, and let go of the banister, and smirked running his fingers through the fine hair making Red want to be his fingers right at that moment. Red flushed pink when Blue caught him staring.

"Bonjour, Red~"

His voice suited the accent, and if Red had to compare him to a true French person, he'd say Blue was better off speaking French than a real Frenchman.

"Imagine seeing you here, were you really invited?" – A small scoff could be heard under Blue's all-too-welcoming tone of voice – "So, how is your Pokédex coming along? Mine's doing great, in fact, let me show you!"

Blue sent out his trusted Spearow, and smirked.

Red sent out his electric mouse friend, and flushed brighter, trying to hide his face with his hair and hat.

"Sand-attack, Spearow!"

The elegant yet ferocious bird gathered and kicked dirt at the Pikachu, which was already charging electricity but caused the small rodent to flail at the temporary blindness.

"Pikachu, just focus, and blink!"

The Pikachu focused, and blinked rapidly before regaining its sight again and firing an impressive Thunderbolt at the flying-type, making it faint instantly.

Blue stared at his Pidgeotto's pokéball as he returned it, frowning.

Eevee skidded across the ground after coming out of its pokéball without command and stared up at the fire-type lizard that glared at the fox Pokémon with intimidating eyes.

"Scare it, use Leer!"

Charmeleon got right in the face of the normal type, and leered the small critter into cowering but with Blue's encouragement fought it off with Sand-attack then Tackle, knocking it to the floor. Charmeleon retaliated by burning the Eevee with Ember and slashing its face angrily with Scratch attack. Eevee cowered, whimpering towards Blue in pain as its face started to bleed faintly. Red didn't notice, he was wrapped up in emotions, and his own insanity he blatantly didn't realize was consuming him in his victory.

"Use Ember!"

Another blast of flames hit the Eevee, knocking it out. Another victory.

Following up was his ground-type, in response, Red sent out his Ivysaur quickly. It was an easy win; Commands shouting across the small corridor as vines lashed and wrapped, and claws scrapped to get away. The Sandshrew went down with just a few Vine Whips and a dose of Poison-Powder.

Blue replaced his Sandshrew with his Rattata; Red followed this act by sending out Pikachu once again.

His Pikachu was just as fast, sneaking in a Quick Attack, putting the Rattata into the floor followed only quickly by the barrage of Thunderbolts and Slam attacks. When the battle was over, Blue looked mortified as his Pokémon was unconscious though Red was too busy praising his Pokémon to notice how mangled and in pain, Blue's Rattata truly was.

Blue cradled his Rattata out of Red's sight, and bit his lip suppressing tears that swelled up in the corner of his eyes.


"Humph."

This caught Red's attention.

"At least, you're raising your Pokémon properly..."

Red nodded, taking it as a faint compliment.

"You too, Blue, I mean your Pokémon are really str-"

"Smell ya' later!"

Blue shouted, his voice cracked a little, worrying Red.

"Should I chase after him...? I'm worry"

'So you do have feelings for him?'

"I guess..."

'Well, what's more important? Your future or your feelings?'

"Mom always said to follow my hear-"

'Heart this, heart that – your future is at stake because of that boy, you need to understand you aren't friends anymore, you're rivals!'

"Blue..."

Red sighed, giving into the peer pressure of the small voice inside his head and slowly jogged up the stairs trying to put on a bright smile that was only dulled by his sinking emotions.


Red came across a groaning old man, heaving over a bucket.

Approaching him, he heard the old man muttering to himself.

"I feel hideous... Urrp! Bloody seasickness..."

Red went and massaged his back, in hopes of easing his seasickness.

The Captain stopped hurling after a few rubs, wiped his mouth and breathed heavily before standing upright with a faint smile on his face.

"Whew! Thank you, laddie! I'm feeling much better now!"

"Happy to help, Captain."

"Hey, as thanks, how about I give you a spare of my Cut HM?"

"Please! I've been searching for that everywhere!"

"Well, laddie, search no more – here, all yours!"

Red gratefully took it, expressed his thanks and left the S.S. Anne after a quick healing of his team. He waved as the boat left the port and eventually dropped his hand to his sides and smiled faintly.

"Time to take down the third gym..."

Moreover, Red intended to do that.


Red grumbled, confused by the switch-trap, having done one already and repeatedly having switched the first gate of electricity off but only for it to turn back on.

Checking the bins carefully, Red's eyes narrowed at a small switch hidden by the trash. Hand dug in. Flick the switch. Look up. The second gate turned off, and a grin spread across his face.

Red walked through the gates. He defeated the elderly man, who bowed in defeat after their swift battle. Approached the ex-taskmaster and took out a pokéball.

The blonde sergeant laughed as he looked up, his face filled with humour and disbelief.

"Hey, kid! What do you think you're doing here?"

"To fight you, isn't that what we trainers normally do?"

Lt. Surge frowned.

"Ten-hut! Welcome to Vermilion Gym! Will you look at that, a pint-size challenger! Hahaha! You've got big and brassy nerves to take me on with your puny power!" Red stared, clenching his pokéball tighter.

"A Pokémon battle is war! I'll show you civilian! I'll shock you into surrender!"

Pokéballs flew out. Red beams shot out Pokémon.

Ivysaur versus Voltorb.

Red's Ivysaur spurted out Poison Powder, its purple specks floating the air but missing the target as the Voltorb used Screech to blow them in another direction. Ivysaur shuddered, but with Red's encouragement, and tried again – the Poison Powder hitting the Voltorb this time.

"Use Razor Leaf, Ivysaur!" Red shouted, grinning as they hit dead on and knocked the Voltorb out in one hit.

A Pikachu was sent out to replace Lt. Surge's Voltorb.

"Pikachu, use Shockwave!"

A wave of shocking electricity hit the grass-type Pokémon and caused him to stumble back. Red took out a Super Potion, to heal the low health of his Ivysaur and ordered a Razor Leaf, knocking out the Pikachu as they cut at its body.

"Ivysaur, switch out" – "Raichu, let's show them a real shocking show!"

Red's Pikachu came face to face with a large, orange Raichu, which towered the small yellow mouse.

"Pikachu, use Mega Punch!" – "Raichu, Thunder Wave!"

As Pikachu's fist came in contact, upper cutting the Raichu in the jaw, it emits a mild wave of electricity, paralysing the electric rodent. Pikachu sent out a more powerful electric attack, Thunderbolt, shocking the Raichu into paralysis also.

Both hunched, and staggering at a slower than slow pace, Red and Lt. Surge healed their Pokémon before continuing the battle.

Red sprayed Pikachu with a paralysis heal before mumbling his command.

Lt. Surge bellowed – "Raichu, Double Team!" – At the top of his voice.

Pikachu closed its eyes and waited before snapping its eyes open, and struck the fake illusions of the Raichu with heavy Thunderbolts while using that as a distraction, panicking the electric orange Pokémon and used Mega Kick, knocking the Raichu out.

Pikachu jumped back, and was absorbed back into its pokéball.

Lt. Surge admitted defeated a lot more graciously than Brock did, but still seemed annoyed.

"Now that's a shocker..." His face lightened up, chuckling. "You're the real deal, kid! Fine, then, you can take the Thunderbadge!"


Pikachu ran ahead into the streets, shocking the ground with Thunderbolt, a new move learnt with Lt. Surge's Raichu.

Red grinned as he picked up the rodent.

"Come on, stop that now..."

A voice yelled in the distance.

"Hey, you! Trainer!"

Red jumped and raised his hands into the air, his Pikachu following suite.

"Officer! I didn't do anything wrong, I swear it!"

The blue-haired woman straightened her uniform, a pokéball in hand that rattled furiously.

"I know you didn't do anything... I just wanted a favour."

"A favour?"

The officer nodded.

"Do you have the Thunder Badge?"

Red nodded in response and showed the glittering gold badge to her as proof; she smiled in approval before clasping the pokéball in Red's hands.

"I caught this Squirtle; it was always getting into mischief and needed a good trainer. Would you take care of it?"

Red grinned; All three starters? How awesome was his luck!

"Of course I will, it'd be a pleasure Officer!"

Officer Jenny and Red left on good words and with Red having a new companion on his team – it'd make his path to victory that bit more fun. Not long after, he bumped into another Aide.

Red grinned as he picked up the rodent.

"Come on, stop that now..."

A voice yelled in the distance.

"Hey, Red, yoo-hoo!"

Another one of the Professor's aides.

Red headed towards him, with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Hey, what does the Professor want now?

The aide jumped a little, and returned the smile faintly.

"Oh hello, Red, how are you doing?"

Red showed him the third badge; "Not bad, got the Thunderbadge so pretty well."

"Well, I thought I'd let you know that on Route 2, another aide has a package for you."

"Oh? Sweet, thanks, I'll go there now!"

The Aide adjusted his glasses and nodded, smiling still.

Red gave him a quick one-armed hug, and ran to the Pokémon Center to heal up his team before heading out to Diglett Cave for a shortcut back to Pewter City, or even better, Route 2.

Scrambling out the cave covered in dirt and dust, Red came across another gate point on Route 2, and inside the Aide that was waiting for him.

"Hey, sir! It's me, Red!"

"Ah, Red, hello... you remember me right?"

Red stared the man up and down, honestly he thought they all looked rather similar – middle aged nerds, not that he was one to criticize – and nodded with a fake, yet reassuring grin.

"I'm glad, well Professor Oak entrusted me HM05 to give to you, it's the move Flash, it lights up even the darkest of caves... At least, I think it does."

"Tell the Professor I said thanks, okay? I need to head to Pewter City to heal up the team!"

Red ran out through the shortcut of Route 2, and restored his friend's health before noticing the museum again. Observing more closely, he saw a tree that could easily be cut down so that he could see in the back room, Red grinned – after all, there was nothing wrong with been nosey, it killed the Meowth, not Red. – And sneaked towards it, cutting the tree and staring in through the door window.

After staring in, attempting to listen, Red was caught and a scientist rushed over with an expression of pure annoyance.

"Oi boy, what do you think you're doing here?"

"S-Sorry, I just thought I'd um... I'm sorry!"

The scientist noted the bag, and the pokéballs.

"Are you... are you a trainer?"

"Yes...?"

The museum researcher grabbed Red's wrist and dragged him in, closing the door and bringing him towards large amber rock that deep inside, embedded, was a skeleton of sorts. A fossil.

"I have a favour to ask you, kid."

"Uh, okay, but you promise not to like ban me from here or any form of punishment..."

"Yeah sure, whatever, I just want you to go and get this Amber examined at a Pokémon lab somewhere – this amber I believe, contains genetic material of a prehistoric Pokémon! Imagine if it could be resurrected! – you can even keep the Pokémon that is becomes if what I say is true!"

Red shrugged and took it, with both hands as it was rather heavy, and placed it in his bag amongst the other bits and bats.

Next stop, Celadon City.


Red entered Route 9 and his jaw almost dropped at the amount of trainers, until he could reach the dark, dreary Rock Tunnel to Celadon. He sent out all four of his Pokémon; Pikachu, Ivysaur, Charmeleon and Wartortle to clear his path.

Stepping out of the Pokémon Center located in front of Rock Tunnel's entrance, Red stood proud with a new team-member – a female Fearow, he trained as a Spearow on Route 9 – and headed in to fight the wild critters and demanding trainers of the winding dark maze.

Tired, and his Pokémon pumped up to their best, he wandered aimlessly into Lavender Town – a complete ghost town – and stumbled into a Pokémon Center, tired and exhausted so deciding it would be wise to grab some food from the Center's cafeteria and then some rest, he released his Pokémon out of the red-white storage balls and let them run round and stretch while he grabbed them all some bowls of chow.

By the end of the training regimes, the team were entering their level 40s.


By the time, they finished their food, finished training on the outskirts of Lavender Town and Red had gotten all his Pokémon to sleep, he had taken a shower and stepped out of it dripping wet down his fair-coloured skin.

Padding his way, leaving wet footprints along the en suite bathroom, he paused shortly in front of a mirror noting a difference in the mirror. His normally dark, flat hair was a soft chocolate brown with drooping spikes in the back, and his eyes were brown instead of the burgundy red colour. His body was the same build, and same skin tone but it was perfect and free of scars and bruises. One scar in particular was missing; the one on his right side that slash to the bone of his hip caused by a battle incident with a trainer's Beedrill, which slashed all down his side as he shielded his Pikachu from harm of an upcoming Fury Attack at the beginning of his journey.

'How does it feel to look at you, in pure perfection?'

"You aren't me."

'You wish I was, you saw Blue flirt with them brunettes after all... and he complimented other girls with brown eyes because of their resemblance to his sweet tooth's favourite; Chocolate.'

"Yeah, well, I'm not you Fire."

'Yes, Red... but you wish you were – you wish you were Fire Red... a combination of us both, correct?'

Red bit his lip nervously, knowing it was the truth. His inner guide was an image he made up, conjured of all the things he thought Blue wanted.

'It's okay Red... it's okay... don't cry, I'll guide you through your journey, I'll help you with your decisions... I'll mould you into what Blue wants you to be.'

Red collapsed to his knees, head buried in his hands, he muffled his cries, and he felt his heart tear.

"I'll never be what Blue wants... That's why you're here."


With nothing else but a dark creaking tower that almost hovered above Red, he decided to leave Lavender Town to explore his way towards Celadon City, the home of the Rainbow Badge and beautiful green scenery to boot.

Strolling along Route 8, battling the odd trainer who would kindly greet him, and even catching a few Pokémon just to add to the Pokédex pages as they weren't of much importance or use, unfortunately, to his battling team so instead, sent them to Professor Oak so they could play around in his back yard for temporarily "boxed" Pokémon.

Red waved goodbye to an elderly man, known as Stan, as he defeated him in battle and headed to the Underground Tunnel that connected Celadon to Lavender town.

His heart raced, in anticipation and he could feel Red laugh faintly in his mind – not even his presence troubled him as he was doing well – pedalling his bike as fast as his small feet would allow him.

He remembered how he got the bike; He was exploring Vermillion round the time he was training for his second badge and ran into a man, a short one, wearing a suit and large glasses that covered his face that bumped into him and knocked over his Pikachu.

The man became overly excited about seeing the Pikachu, chattered endlessly with Red before coaxing him into a nicely decorative building that was known as the Pokémon Fan Club much to his dismay because he was then bombarded by fans, and people begging to see his team.

It was about an hour before he could leave but as a thanks, the fan club leader – the old man who brought him into the noisy hellhole – gave him a ticket for a free bike in Cerulean, and so he raced there to obtain it to end his aching feet's misery.

Bursting out of the Underground Tunnel exit, Red successfully scared the local Pidgeys, Spearows and the few Meowths that was startled by the loud noise.

Red entered Celadon with pride and joy only to be greeted with confusion as littered around the city like trash, were Team Rocket grunts that suspiciously paced around the small city. Red frowned, and entered the Pokémon Center for a moment.

Before deciding to investigate this stressing mystery, Red decided to calm himself down – by taking a nosy around Celadon City's famous shopping mall. He came out with a three evolution stones, curious to their effect and stocking up on the usual – except now it was Super Potions and Great Balls.

The boy's tummy rumbled as he and his Pokémon laughed, which made them all stop.

"Maybe we should go find some kind of restaurant? How does that sound?"

The trainer took this as a good sign, as cheers erupted from all his Pokémon in happy cries. They set off to a café a woman directed them to, implying they must have good food.

Sitting at the bar, a man was groaning and grumbling on a near table, so Red been curious asked the man if anything was up but was greeted with a shiny metal box pushed in his face.

"Take it! I'm flat-out broke and everyone here knows it... Take the Coin Case kid, I don't need it... I always thought I'd win my money back too."

Red shrugged, took it after comforting the man and lending him a little cash, then finished his food.

"Let's try the slots then..."

Heading over to the Celadon Game Arcade, Red lost himself in vacationed bliss deciding he needed to have some fun more often and remember he was just a kid.

The guy behind the counter's jaw dropped when a heavy coin case filled with sparkling gold arcade tokens, Red was beaming on the other side.

"U-uh, what would you like sir...?"

Red looked over, he could buy some TMs or maybe a...

"Pokémon! I want that one, please!"

Pointing out a caged pink and blue Pokémon that looked rather cubist. It was rare, and known as a Porygon that was artificially made according to the Pokédex. Red gazed at it in wonder but sighed.

"I think Professor Oak might want to see this."

Therefore, Red took it to the Pokémon Center and sent it to the Professor, to study and look after.


This is chapter three! I'm getting through these quicker than I thought, to be honest.

Any questions and I'll willingly answer them, please review and tell others! Chapter four should be started and finished by tomorrow and maybe even Chapter five!