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Tale of M
Chapter 3
As I left the small town, I waved thanks to all the staff at the Pokemon center for helping me.
They even gave me some supplies, since I lost my bag in all the commotion.
Well I accepted the Poke balls (as I already possessed the knowledge how to live off the land), knowing I would need them if I were to capture some Pokemon.
I hated the idea though. Taking away a Pok mon s freedom just for the sake of protecting the weak human behind it, it sickened me to the core.
Not a long way of travelling led me to some snowy hillsides.
I would love the idea of having an ice Pokemon to be my partner.
As I walked through the mountains, I spotted a prime candidate, Sneasel.
As I loved Pokemon I researched them quite often.
Sneasel was perhaps one of my favorite Pokemon ever.
I know your suppose to weaken a Pokemon, of give them Poke Blocks before even attempting to capture them.
Problem here is I had none.
The berries I collected earlier was also already in my stomach.
So I tried my luck.
I crept up to the wild Sneasel, and unleashed my Poke ball.
No luck.
The Sneasel merely hit the ball away. When it saw me, it attacked.
As I was just healed up, I didn't want to get hit again, so I dodged.
The shadow ball hit a Pokemon a wide length behind me.
Unfortunately, it got very angry.
It used Psychic and nearly knocked out the Sneasel.
I saw the Sneasel was badly hurt, and decided to take rash action.
The wild Pokemon use Psystrike, I jumped encasing the Sneasel in my arms, not wanting any more pain to occur because of my lousy attempt at a capture.
Needless to say the attack was strong, and try as I might, some of it got through to this poor Sneasel.
Unconscious, we both laid on the ground.
The flashing light flushed over me again.