Chapter 4- Flame? Or Inferno?
AN: Sorry it took a while, I've been caught up in schoolwork. FYI this is told from the point of view of Silver's Charmander, I thought I would try it and see how it goes. Who knows, I might do more in his point of view! Or even Silver's! From now on I will state the POV at the beginning of each chapter. (If there is one)
Charmander's point of view
I opened my eyes and looked around the simulated clearing I had come to know as my home. I got up and walked a few feet the fake pond that tasted like metal, ate some fake berries that tasted like plastic on the bush from the fake ponds edge, and lay back down on the fake grass that felt like carpet, where a Charmander sized imprint was still imbedded into it. Surprisingly, there was not a single scorch mark from my tail.
From time to time I would be released from my prison, by my trainer Silver. (For indeed it is a prison no matter how beautiful it is). Today was one of those days.
Come on out Charmander!
I looked up at the roof of my home, startled by the voice, and prepared myself for the sudden tug that would soon pull me out. There was a flash of blinding white light, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a little room. Silver and an old man whom I didn't recognize, were seated at a table.
"So would you like a new name little guy?" asked the old man, bending down so he could see me clearer. He probably needed new glasses, but I pushed that thought from my mind as Silver began to speak.
"I'm tiered of calling you by your species name, so I'm getting help to think of a new one for you." She said. I was confused. I had a name; my parents had called me Flame when I was young. And then Silver got me, and called me Charmander. I had thought that was my new name, but I guess not. During these thoughts, Silver began listing names that could replace my old one, and trying to see my reaction. None of them sounded worthy of replacing Flame, or even Charmander, so I shook my head with each one she said. Until Inferno. It sounded powerful, fierce, and strong. I liked it. It would strike fear into the hearts of every enemy I faced. There was no way I could lose with a name like Inferno!
I nodded yes, and Silver turned to the old man.
"I like it!" he exclaimed, "It sounds powerful, fierce, and strong, I think this is a great name for your Charmander!"
Ha! My words exactly.
AN: Do you like it? This one was fun to write, because I kept imagining a cute little Charmander looking up at his trainer going, "But isn't my name Charmander?" It must be confusing to Pokémon when they get a new name, but possibly even more confusing when a rival trainer sends out the exact same Pokémon. I mean, how do they know which voice to listen to? I didn't know what the insides of Pokeballs are like, so I used what almost every author does, a simulated environment that looks like the real thing but isn't. Please review, and thank you to the people who already have. You make it worthwhile. :D