I heard whispers around me.
"I told you we shouldn't have left!" A muffled voice cried out.
"It's not my fault! I didn't know she would go and get her butt handed to her by a bunch of Pidgeys!" Another voice, much clearer as I woke up, defended himself.
"Squirtle Squirt!" I heard my Pokemon complain to the other to be quiet.
"Ugh, fine." A chair squeaked and footsteps could be heard walking away. I felt something pat my arm.
"This is what I get for listening to Green." The voice sighed. Another squeak of a chair, and the sound to shoes hitting tile signaled he was walking away.
I attempted to turn over, but found I was sitting up. I mumbled something incoherent and slowly started waking myself up.
"Squirtle?" I rubbed my face tiredly. "Squirtle!" I felt something wrap it's small cold arms around my side.
"Em...Whatsit?" I opened my eyes, then shut them quickly. I raised my arm lazily to block out the blinding light. I used the shadow to get used to how bright it was in the room, and slowly I saw my Squirtle hugging my side. His bandages that covered his shell were gone, and he looked almost like when I first met him. "Bubbles?" I asked confused. I looked around, I was still in the Pokemon center but it was dark out, and there was a distinct lack of Pidgey chasing me.
"Squirtle Squirtle?" My Pokemon asked with pleading eyes.
"What? Yeah, I'm fine." I pushed myself up to stand, but nearly fell down. "OK, OK..." I sat back down. "I'm really, really sore, but other then that I'm fine." I rubbed my legs. "I'm going to be feeling this for a few days..."
"Squirt?" My Pokemon tapped on my arm. I looked down and noticed a couple of closing bite marks. I bent my arm and examined it.
"Huh, Yeah, My arm is all good also." I paused and examined my Squirtle I picked up my Pokemon, then nearly dropped him. "OK, Never mind, shoulder is seriously hurting." I hissed between my teeth. Bubbles decided to just jump into my lap and sit down comfortably. I sighed and rubbed my shoulder.
"So, it lives."I heard a strange voice ask. I looked up to see a grown man dressed in all black except a stark white lab coat. His hair was almost as spiky as Green's and on his shirt was a small, hidden red R. I blinked. Where had I seen that R before?
"Do I know you?" I pulled my Squirtle a little closer and closed my legs. My Pokemon noticed this and seemingly glared at the lab-coated man. The man gave a hearty laugh.
"Straight to the point eh?" The man stuck out his hand. "Call me Rick!" I blinked. Then shook it pleasantly.
"Uh, nice to meet you.. Rick." I smiled nervously.
"I'm the man who stopped that Pidgey from pecking your eyes out a few hours ago." Rick explained as he sat next to me.
"Oh, Um. Thank you." I looked away from him. He shot me an odd confused look.
That look reminded me too much like a certain someone.
"How did you make the Pokemon so angry?" Asked Rick as he leaned in a little too closely for comfort.
"Oh, I was battling a small one and it called for it's family. Then I caught it." I murmured the last part. Rick Gave another laugh.
"You caught one of the babies?" Rick grinned. "I would say you're crazy, but that would be rude." I bit my lip and looked away.
I could feel his frown from behind me.
"Yo Blue, Who's that?" Green walked up to us. I didn't move.
"I'm Rick, I'm just makin' sure the little lady is doing alright." He patted my back a little to hard. My Pokemon started to growl. A still silence settled between the two as they watched each other with glares that would scare the death out of a Gyarados.
"Ah hem..." I looked up and saw a tall woman with a white nurse hat and strapped dress with a light pink undershirt. Her hair was pink and curled into loops. On her legs were white leggings and her shoes were simple and pink. "Here is your Pidgey" Nurse joy handed me a Pokeball, then paused to look over the man next to me. "Your Pokemon were completely healed, but the scratch on your Squirtle's shell could not be completely fixed due to him retrieving it while his shell was hardening." I looked down and noticed that the crack was smaller, but it still ran down the middle of his shell.
"Also, We suggest giving your baby Pidgey some feline pellets from the Pokemart and wetting them until they are soft, then crushing it into a paste." Nurse joy eyed at the man once more, then bowed and took her leave.
I scrunched up my face and looked down at the Pokeball in my hand.
I had caught a baby?
"So..." Rick looked at my Pokemon in my lap, then back at Green. "I'll be seeing you." Rick gave an all too creepy grin and stood up stretching. I watched him warily until he left the center.
"What did he talk to you about?" Green demanded suddenly. I blinked at his new hostility.
"...Rick aske-" I paused. "Wait, why do you want to know?" I looked at him confused. Green never asked about my conversations before, granted we were in the same town for our entire childhood, but still.
"Because he looked..." Green hesitated. "Suspicious."
"Well no duh, he was way too friendly for my liking. Trust me, he was just plain creepy." I stopped when I saw Red walk up with three food trays stacked up on each other. Red grinned when he looked at me, and had an extra spring in his step.
"I told Green that we shouldn't of left you, so don't be angry at me." Red pulled a tray off the top of the pile and handed it to me. I paused while my Pokemon took my Pokeball and hopped off of my lap before I could say a word. I blinked and took the tray. Red then sat the other two trays on the seats next to me.
"Well, Sorry, I didn't think you would go and get mauled by a bunch of Pidgey!" Green defended.
"Erm.." I looked down at my food and saw red Jello, a half eaten sandwich, and a snickers bar. "Half of my sandwich is gone." I pointed to it. "Also you know I am allergic to nuts." I murmured as I sat my tray down to eat the Jello.
"Oh." Red blinked and looked at me expectantly. I looked at him, then back at my tray, and back again.
"Do you want it?" I hesitated to ask. Red grinned and took the half eaten sandwich and the snickers too quickly for my liking.
"Hey!" Green smacked Red on the back of his head, making Red drop the half eaten sandwich on the floor. "Maybe I wanted the snickers!" Green snatched the snickers bar from Red's hands.
"First come first serve!" Red jumped up to get the bar, but Green had the slight height advantage and held the snickers above Red's head. Whenever Red jumped up, Green would pull it back ever so slightly. I rolled my eyes.
"Idiots..." I mumbled under my breath while I shoved some more of the strawberry Jello into my mouth. My gaze wandered to Red. Something was off with his look. I chewed the plastic spoon in my mouth as I studied him.
He was missing his hat.
I coughed when my teeth snapped the cheap spoon. I blinked and looked around. I had his hat before...Did I lose it? I bit the inside of my cheek while I looked around of the accessory.
No hat was found. I looked down at my bag to see my Squirtle sleeping soundly in my side bag. I picked up Bubbles with one hand, and searched through my bag with the other.
Nothing.
I sat my confused Pokemon back into my bag and racked my brain for when I might of dropped Red's hat.
When the Pidgeys attacked.
I blinked as the realization hit me. When the Pidgeys attacked, I must of dropped his hat to run away faster.
I shivered involuntarily and saw my Jello was gone. I sighed; then spotted something in the corner of my eye.
A PC.
I nearly jumped for joy, but instead I picked up my Pokemon and grabbed my laptop with much glee. I paused to see Red and Green still fighting over the snickers. I shook my head.
"That was the only snicker's bar left?" I asked Red with a huff. Red froze and looked at the other trays. One of them also had a snickers bar. Green promptly snatched up the bar and darted in the opposite direction. Red yelled after him and soon I was left alone in the chairs.
I opened my computer casually and opened up a few applications.
I noted that it was 9:54 pm.
You see, electricity comes from the Kanto power plant that use electric Pokemon to make electrical energy. Most electric Pokemon collect the energy from ether static when they walk around. But when they give off the electricity, it lets off a signal they the people at the power plant use to send the electricity where it needs to go. That is how electric Pokemon send electricity at an opponent.
A computer, or phone is made up of the same electricity, so when the people who made our phones realized they could use this to track what they make and told the world they could now find there lost phones with ease of a computer, a group of people took advantage of this and found a way to change the data being received and sent out into the net.
It just so happens that it could be used to break keypads also; leading to people changing data sent and received so that they can steal from Pokemarts.
Firewalls were put up around Pokemarts so that it was harder to access the streamline of data flowing to and fro.
But it was not put up in PokeCenters.
I never understood why they didn't, but I could get as many items as the PC had stored inside it, so I wasn't complaining.
They called the act of disturbing the data Hacking. It was illegal, but only four or five people have ever been caught hacking.
"OK...Lets see what we got here." I glanced around the room, no one was around and I clicked onto the "Find my phone" icon on my desktop. The icon was a stock photo of a small flip phone that had a poorly made question mark covering the top portion of the phone. I clicked the "All options" button that appeared and silently passed my finger over the black flash drive, turning it on.
A box appeared, a loading circle turning in the middle. I waited as one by one, the electronics ticked off. A dozen or so light bulbs, a freezer that had a keypad in another room, an alarm system for intruders, and finally the PC reared it's head. I grinned with satisfaction and clicked onto it faster then I could blink. A small dialog box appeared with the words Username and Password and two boxes to type in the answers.
I hummed lightly while the gameshark worked it's magic on all known usernames in Pokemon centers, while the code breaker overloaded the password system so it would let me pass. I blinked while the food on Red and Green's trays were looking quite tasty right about now. I reached over and took the Pokemon burger. I took a bite as I watched the screen. I paused as an error popped up. I sat down the burger and looked for the problem.
They had run out of known usernames. I bit my lip. I went into the gameshark's files and told it to basically add in popular usernames with young adults.
I finished Green's burger before my computer responded with a message.
I was in. The username was MeowthTrue87. I scoffed at the name. Who would have a username of a Pokemon? Especially for a PC of all things!
I looked at the PC across the room and down at my bag and my sleeping Squirtle I reached down and poked my Pokemon in the shell. Bubbles turned over slightly. I poked him again, this time getting a complaining voice.
"Squuuirtle?" My Pokemon wined as he slowly opened his eyes.
"Can you go and move my bag under the PC's depositor?" I pleaded. My Pokemon shot me a confused look. "It looks like a funnel turned upside down with a tube attached to the top."
"Squirt Squirtle.." My Pokemon grumbled and stepped out of my bag. He then took his sweet time shuffling over to the depositor next to the PC. He gave me a lazy glare, and I typed into a dialog box that told my computer what to tell the PC.
About three rare candies dropped from the depositor and landed in my bag. I grinned.
"Alright, can you bring it back?" I did a double check that there was indeed only three rare candies in the PC. I nearly clapped for myself as glee flooded my systems.
I actually did that.
My Squirtle grumbled and laid back into my bag, this time his stomach was facing up. I shut down my PC and squeezed it under my Pokemon
I noted that Red and Green were still gone, but I thought nothing of it. I went and drunk all of Red's apple juice, then ate his chips just as quickly. They stole the rest of my dinner, so it was only fair.
I laid back into the oddly comfortable chair and let out a sigh.
I should ask for a room.
I mused over the thought as the sounds of the night life chirped outside. I rubbed my legs, the soreness still present. I bit the inside of my lip while I dug my fingered into my legs.
Red returned with a confident grin plastered across his face. In his hand was a crushed up snickers bar that looked like it belonged in the trash. Green followed with empty hands and an irritated face. Next to them were each of there Pokemon following loyally. Green's Charmander looked like he was ready to kill his trainer with his glare alone, while Red's Bulbasaur was chomping down on another snickers bar with glee written on her features.
"How can you eat that now?" I scooted in my chair to get more comfortable.
"WhatsDoYouMean?" Red's voice asked while he took a bite of the dismantled snickers bar. I felt the urge to puke with I saw some dirt on the chocolate as they got closer. Red looked where his food used to sit with wide eyes. He gulped. "What happened to my food?" Red picked up the tray and lifted it, as if that would make the food appear.
Green picked up his tray and sat down to eat. "I don't know; maybe it ran away while you weren't looking?" Green then took a bite out of his corn dog.
"Food can't walk though..." Red finished off his bar and went to put his tray away.
"Oh wait, can you put this over there?" I asked Red while I handed him my tray. Red nodded and put the trays on top of the trash can with a Pokeball shaped top, where a small holding area for trays was attached. Red then took his Blubasaur's snicker wrapper and threw it away.
"I don't know about you idiots, but I'm exhausted." Green finished off his milk. "So I'm going to bed." Green stood up and left his tray on the chair. He walked in front of me, his Charmander already heading to the next room.
"Wha-" I blinked. "Wait, help me get up." I reached out and grabbed onto his shirt. I willed my sore legs to straiten while I practically choked Green with his own shirt. I used his shoulder for leverage and stood up strait.
"Gah! I'm not a crutch! Stop it!" Green pushed me away, but I clung on. Red walked back over, then looked at the tray still on the seat.
"It's too late now." I stuck out my tongue. "You're helping whether you like to or not." Green then promptly crossed his arms and looked away frustrated. I looked at Red, who had picked up the tray and was heading towards the trash can. "Are you coming Red?" I asked while Green started to walk. I flinched as my legs hissed with every movement. God damn Pidgeys...
"Uh, Yeah, I'm just going to put back Green's tray." Red explained, then turned and left the room. Ignoring the tray holder completely.
"Hey Idi-" Green started, then glanced at me. "Forget it. He won't listen anyway." Green crossed his arms and moved forward.
"Bubbles!" I called to my Pokemon I looked back and caught a glimpse of my Pokemon jumping up in shock, then falling out of the bag and onto the tile floor with a yelp. "Wanna carry my bag?" I asked. My Pokemon looked at me, then let out a defeated sigh.
"Squirtle, Squit.."
"Thank you." I grinned. I then looked around to where we were going.
We had passed a dozing Nurse Joy who had fallen asleep cleaning a table, and came across some hard wood steps that most likely lead the the second floor of the center. Also there was a long hallway with some flickering lights that was a few paces away.
"You have the bedroom upstairs, me and Red got two downstairs down that hallway." Green jerked his thumb at the rather creepy hallway.
"How come I'm upstairs?" I acted hurt by this.
"Something about having to separate girls and boys because of what happened a few weeks ago." Green rotated his hand.
"What happened?" I tilted my head while I reached for the railing on the bottom step of the stairs.
"I dunno, Nurse Joy got really weird after that and told me to check on you. She seemed uncomfortable about it though." Green brushed off my hand that was choking his shirt once I had a firm grip on the railing.
"Adults..." I shook my head and sighed.
"Whatever, You got room 205. Night idiot." Green made a slight gesture that resembled a wave goodbye, and waked down the hallway. I hesitated, then called after him.
"Well... OK I guess!"
"SHUT UP!" I heard a burly voice yell through a wall, making it shake. I froze to the spot and watched the wall carefully. Half expecting the person who yelled to burst through the wall. I relaxed slightly when I spotted Bubbles dragging my bag along the floor. I paused, then let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Erm..." I looked up the steps, then back at Bubbles. "How are you going to get that upstairs?" I whispered to my Pokemon as he moved towards the stairs at a snails pace. Bubbles looked up, and his jaw seemed to clench in frustration.
"Squirtle!" My Pokemon crossed his arms and sat on the floor. I blinked.
"Bu-!" I started to argue, but I stopped to look at where the burly voice had come from before. "Fine. Hand me the bag." I reached my hand down. My Pokemon huffed and stood up to hand me the strap of the bag. My arms protested against it's weight as I lifted the bag onto my shoulder. Once fitted on my shoulder joint, I focused on the next task at hand.
Getting up the stairs. I glanced back at my Pokemon, to see him reaching his arms out towards me.
"No, I'm carrying the bag. You can get up some stairs on your own." I scowled at my Pokemon
"Squirtle Squirt..." My Pokemon pouted, but jumped onto the first step without problem. I nodded to myself, and fixed my bag strap.
"Alright... Here we go." I leaned onto the railing, and slowly moved on forward.
"203...204...204.5? What?" I looked at the number that adorned the wall next to the plain white door. "Why 204.5?" I looked down a Bubbles, half expecting him to know.
"Squirtle." My Pokemon shrugged and moved to the next room in the empty hallway. Unlike the hallway downstairs, the lights didn't flicker on and off with each passing second. Perhaps the second story was recently added? I followed, my hand pushing against the wall to hold me up.
"Squit Squirtle!" My Pokemon walked up to a door that read our lucky number. Room 205 was pasted on a shiny plating that decorated the light door, matching the knob with luster. I reached for the handle and turned it. Only for the knob to remain stuck in place.
"What?" I jiggled the knob again. "Wait..." I turned the knob again. "Ugh, Open!" I wiggled the knob around, hoping for it to open and let us inside. "Damn.." I banged my forehead on the door and sighed. I turned my head to look at Bubbles. "What our luck...It's locked." I sighed.
"Squirtle Squirt!" My Pokemon hit his hand on his chest.
"We can't break down the door." I turned around and slid down the door.
"Squirt?" My Pokemon asked.
"Because I don't have the money to pay for a new door yet." I explained while I sat against the door. I slipped off my side bag and pulled it into my lap.
"Squirtle Squirt Squirt!" My Pokemon threw a few punches at an invisible enemy while jumping around.
"It's too late to battle anyone." I pulled out my blanket and then pushed my bag away.
"Squirt?" My Pokemon tilted his head.
"Well what do you want me to do? We can't get inside, I'm not waking up Nurse Joy, and I'm tired." I let out an unexpected yawn. "Just..." I sighed as I rested the back of my head on the door behind me. I blinked a few times as I stared off into the light brown wall opposite of us. "Goodnight I guess." I scrunched up my face.
"Squirtle." I heard my Pokemon repeat. I saw Bubbles edge closer through my peripheral vision and I let out a small sigh. I reached out quickly and snatched up my Pokemon so he was in my arms. My Pokemon let out a startled yelp, but he didn't complain. Bubbles pulled the blanket so it laid on top of him, and he nuzzled his head into my chest. I hugged my Pokemon closer to me while I attempted to get comfortable.
My mind wandered around as thoughts kept sleep at bay. My Mom was probably asleep by now. She probably fell asleep in the kitchen again. I paused. I don't think I have ever seen mom sleep in her room before now that I think about it.
Weird.
I wonder if the police went through my room. I hope they didn't touch my desk if they did. Would they be looking for my phone and computer? I think they would. I mused as my head turned a little to the left.
But. When I become champion, I won't have to worry about police touching my desk. And, My mom will have to let me have Pokemon Because champions need their Pokemon, or they won't be able to be champions. And... And I even have two Pokemon so far! Bubbles and... Pidgey? No. It needs a name. Who calls there Pokemon by there species names anyway? Wait. Is my Pidgey a girl or a boy?
I blinked. Then shook my head lightly. Sleep. I need sleep.
I leaned into the door more and pulled the blanket closer to me. I looked down and saw Bubbles sleeping soundly. I felt a smile appear of my lips.
I shut my eyes while wariness consumed me.
Goodnight.
