Chapter Three: "The Damned Thing Can Talk!"
Adam stood outside of Viridian Forest. He was now just beginning to think this was all just a nightmare, and he'd wake up soon. But he was dead wrong. He looked down at the ground mumbling to himself about exactly HOW much he thought this sucked, using rather explicit language. He felt about ready to bash his head against the nearest tree until his skull busted open, hoping his brains would fall out so he wouldn't have to think anymore. It was all just too much effort to use the thing anyway. The freaky disappearing guy, (or so he called him) hadn't even told him exactly what to DO with the key, anyhow.
He'd only had one Pokemon in his life, but he'd never battled with it. He'd carried him in a pokeball in its shrunken form within his pocket for years now. He was pretty sure one of these days he'd just let the thing out of its ball to play and it would just flop over dead. Shrugging, he began to sit down upon a fence post, when something seemed to speak in a stern, ancient tone to him from somewhere around his hip. Turning all the way around, he'd encountered no midgets trying to kill him as he'd thought there might be. And that's when it happened.
Adam felt a swift jerk from within his pocket. Before he even had time to look down at his pocket, the key that the man had given him rose up to hover before his very eyes. Adam gawked at it, wondering if any strange substance had come in contact with his coffee this morning. All he could do was stare in wonder as the key began to speak. Yes, speak.
"Adam, allow me to explain in a bit more detailed fashion than the kind man had time to elaborate upon. My dear boy, you are on a quest of great importance. Your mission? To revive all of the legendary Pokemon of Kanto. I know you may think that they are no more than myths, but believe me, they were once real in all there splendor and glory, making the world more beautiful than you could possibly imagine. Your world today is merely a shell of its former self. The most I can do for you, I fear, is to reveal the location of the orbs they are sealed within. And no, I fear I do not have enough power to go into a detailed explanation of how things came to be the way they are. I have little remaining time to speak as it is. I leave you with this."
Adam felt as if he'd been sucked into another world. He stared down at the ground from his now magically aerial perspective of the undertakings. There were three people he spotted standing in front of a building he sure as hell recognized (as should every resident of Viridian City,) being as it was none other than the Indigo Plateau. The first two people looked to be security guards of some sort, but the last one was the most famous man in the entire Kanto Region at the moment- the champion. Yes, the champion himself. None other than Qwint Nerge. Adam especially loathed this man, stereotyping him as the typical celebrity; stingy, fast talking, and rich enough to buy Adam's house about a hundred times over. (The truth is, Adam was always just jealous of his way of naturally attracting women to him.)
But Adam soon drew his gaze away from the long blonde haired, suit garbed, chattering gentleman to the items that he held within his hands: three small glowing spheres, each around the size of a Pokeball. The key began to glow and uttered a few final words. "Now, my brave warrior, those are the sealed being which you must revive. Get to them at any cost, and free my three beautiful birds. This is all I ask of you."
The world seemed to spin, and Adam was thrown upon his back outside the gates to Viridian Forest, right where he was before he was transported. Laying on the ground in a daze and taking this all in, he managed only to mutter: "The damned thing can talk!"
A Side Note: Sorry for the random words in the upper left hand corner of the chapter. (If you see them, anyway. Some people say they show up, and some people say they don't.) Anyhow, my chapters are going to start getting longer and longer, and hopefully more exiting as well. Well, next chapter should hopefully be done by tomorrow afternoon Hope you enjoy it; it's where the action begins to pick up. –Jarod Stefen
