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chapter three: holy shit, did you just talk?
I ran down the steps and past a lady at the table.
"D'sak?" I heard her call as I zoomed away.
"Goin' on an adventure, bye!" I yelled.
Yet another "Mom" who I'd ignore. And I really didn't feel all that bad about it. After my little chat with my real mother, I couldn't have another one on my ass.
I ran out the door and started to run to Elm's lab, but literally barreled into someone.
"OOF!" I was knocked to the ground. "I'm sorry about that." I grinned at the brown haired boy in front of me.
"D." He said, running away.
I looked over my shoulder, but the guy was gone.
Strange. He looked so familiar...
It seemed like someone or something was still staring at me, so I looked up.
A D Unknown.
"Hi." I greeted it.
It floated down right in front of my face and blinked. Then, it warbled something that I didn't understand.
"Sorry. No comprendo. If you get a few of your buddies here and spell it out, I can read Unknown." I told it.
It glowed and I felt a warmness in my chest. When I looked back up, the Unknown was gone.
"Weird. Oh well. I've seen weirder." Like a 17- Damn! 18- year old turn into a ten year old.
Still cant remember that I'm actually 18...
I rubbed my arms as I ran into Elm's Lab. New Bark Town had a freezing wind that seemed to constantly blow.
"Professor, I'm here for a Pokemon." I called.
He rolled up to me in an office chair.
"Who are you?" He asked.
Strange. The first person who hadn't heard of me in my own hometown.
"D'sak." I held out my hand.
His eyes widened. Oh no. Please not a fanboy.
Well he could be worse and rape me or stop me from getting a Pokemon.
"Oh, D'sak! Sorry, you've grown a lot since the last time I saw you!" He pulled me into a hug.
I really hate physical contact unless I initiate it.
"So, I hear that you would love to take the Totodile!" He said, pulling me in front of one of the three Pokeballs.
"Can I have the Cyndaquil?" I asked.
Johto would be so much easier with a fire Pokemon rather than a water or grass.
Elm shrugged and handed me the Cyndaquil's ball, and I popped it open.
"Hello." I smiled.
He lept back at the sight of me and hid under the table.
"Don't be afraid. I wont hurt you." I held out a hand and the little fire Pokemon inched out and sniffed at it.
"Amazing. Cyndaquil wont even come near me." Elm noted.
I just grinned. It seemed a little small for a Cyndaquil, but I had learned that small Pokemon can pack quite a punch.
"Hi there, little one. I'm D'sak!" I smiled, petting it.
"Hi."
I fell backwards. What. The. Fuck?
"D-did y-you just talk?" I gasped.
"Yes." It said simply.
With no idea how I could understand it, I decided it was the early stages of schizophrenia or something.
Don't blame me for my stupid thoughts, a Pokemon just talked to me!
"What are you talking about?" Elm looked at me like I was nuts.
Asylum, here I come!
"Cyndaquil talked to me." I said.
Elm looked amazed, and slightly skeptical.
"Really? What did he say?"
"Hi and yes." Cant I name my Pokemon and get on with my journey without anything talking that shouldn't be?
"Remarkable! Can you do me a favor? Mr Pokemon loves things unknown, and I would be so glad if you could go and show him your powers. He also has something for me too." He seemed to believe me about this, or was gonna call the loony bin as soon as I was gone.
Great. An errand girl. A repeat of the Oak Parcel incident.
I bent down to Cyndaquil.
"So are you a boy or a girl?" I asked.
Ask gender first, then name. Kanto taught me well.
"Boy." Oh good. Another boy starter.
"I'm gonna call you Damien, cause even though you're shy now, I'm sure you'll give me hell once you come out of your shell."
"Cyndaquil!" He cheered, almost as if testing out the name.
Hmm. Couldn't understand him that time. I wonder why.
Elm handed me a piece of paper with his number on it and we ran out the door.
We stood in front of the tall grass. I had to tell my Pokemon the truth. I wasn't going to screw up again.
"Now, I cant promise you that you'll live forever, but I can promise that you'll have fun until the very end. Are you still willing to go with me?"
He looked up at me.
"Cyndaquil go with D'sak."
I smiled down at him. I couldn't understand words over one syllable, but I knew that we'd be best friends.
"We're gonna play a game before we have to battle the rival." I told Damien. "It's called 'grind like hell'"
