Chapter 6

Disclaimer (I'm starting to hate these): I do not own Pokémon, bla blabla…

One more thing to say so readers don't get confused, I am not including the Hoenn Region, just so you know that, I have absolutely no knowledge about that area! I weren't much into Pokémon Ruby/Sapphire/Emerald. (Fun fact: The newer region, Orre, lol. My other last name is Orre, my cousin's last name is Orre. Funny)

"So, Bill, now we're loaded to go let's hit it!" – Jonathan Huntley


"Gone Shopping…"

Bill found himself in that forest again, looking the Scyther in the eyes. He was challenging it, as he didn't have a choice; he was going to run from it. With the stop watch given by Tchang he had decided to 'cheat'… he darted away from it and kept running for a while, soon he would be enough far away from it to activate the watch, and then it happened.

THUD

He had tripped because he was careless, he had fallen down face first to the ground and his watch was dropped a distance away. He scrambled to his feet to get the watch, it was his only chance of survival and he couldn't waste it just like that. His heart was beating at a very high speed when he picked up the watch, his head start must've expired so he pushed the button. "Here goes nothing!" he said, closing his eyes, and waiting.

"Ssscyther…" Bill heard what sounded like a hissing growl. Now realizing that his situation was hopeless, he opened his eyes slowly, only to see the green praying mantis standing there, tapping its foot impatiently. It wondered why the human suddenly had stopped. Bill pushed the button again to start the time again, he knew that Scyther had been inside the 10 m radius when he stopped the time.

Scyther, however, was not very amused by Bill's watch, it didn't know what the watch did, but it was sure that the human must've been trying to cheat. That was the last straw!

Bill saw in Scyther's eyes that it was looking at his watch. 'Busted!' he thought, he found himself looking right at the tip of its scythe, and then it raised its other scythe preparing to kill him.

'This is it,' he thought, his body was shaking in fear. 'Now it's going to kill me…' He heard its cry when he brought down its scythe at him.

"SCYYYY!"

"AAAaah!" Bill shot up from his bed; he was sweating and breathing fast. "It was just a dream, Bill, just a dream," he said to himself trying to calm down. He looked at his watch, wondering what time it was.

"9:25 am? Jeez, I gotta go now if I'm going to the library…" He got dressed, fixed his looks and exited his room, heading for the lobby. When he had arrived he saw Pat, the girl from yesterday, in the lobby too.

"Oh, you again," she said, looking at Bill, obviously not happy to see him.

"Hey, I helped you back there, and about that room incident, it was an accident," ensured Bill.

"Yeah, right, you just happened to drop in while I was dressing," she spat back.

"Hey, you can ask the nurse if you don't believe me." The girl, who looked like she was at the same age of Jonathan, walked to the nurse and asked if what Bill said, was true. Bill however, examined the girl; she had black hair and was about 1.69 m tall. She wore blue jeans and a white-green striped t-shirt.

"Okay, I believe you but if it happens again…" She cracked her knuckles to intimidate Bill, who just sighed. Bill would've never even think about hitting a girl, with the exception of them being armed and threatening to kill him maybe.

"Sure, it won't happen. So, are you a trainer too?" asked Bill, she nodded.

"Yeah, wanna battle?" Pat suggested.

"Nah, I'm not into that stuff, just wondered," he said, disappointing her.

"Well, I'm going to take some rest here a couple of days, three or so…" she informed.

"Oh! Well, don't let me disturb you on your vacation then. But I really gotta go now, thanks for letting me stay here, nurse!" he thanked as he left for the door. Before he exited through the door he turned to look at Pat, "Until next time, Pat, Tja då, och vila upp dig riktigt nu!" he said in his natural language, liking to see the girl totally dumbstruck. He then left through the door.

"What did he say?" she didn't understand what had said when he left. The nurse sighed.

"I really don't know, he's suffering from memory loss, and he might not be from here," the nurse concluded.

When Bill left the PokéCentre he headed for the library, he thought about the nightmare he'd had. 'Man… that was some wicked dream! Why do I have this feeling I've seen it before? Am I suffering from memory loss? I really need to settle the score with that Scyther someday,' he thought. When he was closing in to the library he hoped he could get some useful pieces of information there. When he entered it was somewhat empty. 'Good, then I can read alone undisturbed,' he thought, walking up to the librarian.

"Excuse me, do you have any books about Pokémon?" Bill asked him, hoping that he won't make an idiot of himself, again.

"Which kind of book do you want? Information about types, starters or the Pokémon encyclopaedia?" he asked. There was a touch of indolence in his voice. Bill thought for a while, maybe he should go through the encyclopaedia first so he knew something about the Pokémon.

"I would like to read the Encyclopaedia here, please."

"It's, uhm, over there, third row. You can't miss them…" the dull librarian sluggishly said.

"Thanks!" Bill headed for the third row, when he got there he saw a couple of thick books which read:

Pokémon of Kanto Region Encyclopaedia.

And he saw another one which read:

Pokémon of Johto Region Encyclopaedia.

Since he knew which region he was in thanks to Jonathan, he took the Kanto one from the shelf. He looked at the watch in the library, it showed 10:07. 'Gee, time flies when you have fun,' he thought.

He put the book on the table and sat down while he opened it. 'This is going to take time to read all this!' he thought while reading it. He then thought about that Mewtwo… he wondered what information about it he could find, he browsed through the encyclopaedia to the directory. He searched for the word Mewtwo but the only two he could find that were something like it was Meowth and Mew.

"Hey, excuse me, is this the latest version?" he asked the librarian, who sighed.

"Yes it is actually this year's edition, could you be a little quieter please?"

"Okay okay…." Bill was a little confused, if he couldn't find Mewtwo in this encyclopaedia maybe it should be in the other one… he took out the other encyclopaedia, which was a little lighter, and searched through the dictionary.

No Mewtwo. 'What the heck? Is there absolutely no information about this freak? Maybe I should check Mew,' he thought as he put the Johto encyclopaedia back and looked which page the information about Mew was. 'A legendary? The illustration reminds me of that freak, but it's claimed to be pink. And very few have claimed to see it…'

Then something hit him. 'Mew, Mewtwo. Hey, Mew Two! Team Racket, uhh, Rocket must have something with this to do! Now I really need to check that! Later…' He read the encyclopaedia going through the various Pokémon, though he didn't come very far since Jonathan dashed into the library.

"Hey, Bill! Are you gonna sit here all day or what? It's 11:15 already!" he said, frustrated, he must've been waiting for Bill at the PokéCentre.

Bill looked up from the encyclopaedia. "Oh, what? Sorry, Jonathan, I didn't know reading this could be so interesting and time consuming." Bill said, he had forgotten the time. He put the book in the bookshelf. 'Maybe I shouldn't tell anyone about Mewtwo… I shouldn't even mention it to any rocket either…'

"You're a pretty slow reader, aren't you?" asked Jonathan, as if he tried to taunt Bill.

"Nah, it's just that I'm trying to remember some stuff too, might sound stupid to order a Charizard to do a Water Gun attack…"

"Yeah, yeah, not even you could be so stupid," he said as he chuckled lightly. Then he put his had on his forehead, "Oh no, I forgot to buy some stuff to our journey, hey Bill, let's go to the PokéMart!"

"Yeah, why not?" 'PokéMart? Nice friggin rip-off from Wal-Mart, I think,' he thought, tagging along with Jonathan to the, what he assumed to be a shop of some kind. "You know, ehm, is it okay if I call you Jon?"

"Yeah, that's okay, oh, here we are! The building over there, Bill, is the PokéMart; there you can buy all the equipment a trainer need. Ranging from pokéballs to sleeping bags, Pokémon food to, ehm, real food." He pointed at a building which reminded Bill of a PokéCentre but it read PokéMart on top of the building instead.

'Oh god I hate shopping,' thought Bill as he and Jon entered the mall, it was like one big hall with many small shops.

"Okay, what we need is the following," Jon said as he brought up a checklist over items, "hey, Bill, let's do this now so it's over with!"

"Yeah, yeah… sounds like a plan." They walked up to one shop which seemed to be an items-for-journey shop.

"Hi, I would like a sleeping bag, a map, a brown backpack, a flashlight and some batteries for it, please," Jonathan asked politely.

"And a parachute if you have one," Bill added in.

"Now, why the heck would I need a parachute for?" asked Jonathan, pretty confused.

"Because you always keep falling for my jokes…" the blonde teen sighed and shook his head.

"Bill, for crying out loud, I don't know where you get everything from, but please stop!" he whined.

"That'll be $38.95, sir," said the clerk, who had watched the somewhat funny conversation. Jon took out some money from his wallet and paid him. Bill then stepped forward to buy some stuff too.

"I would like to have the same he chose, but include a rope too, and instead of a brown I would like that olive green backpack, please," he said to the clerk. He turned to the younger teen, "in case you were wondering, I get everything from my head.

"And that'll be $45.90," the clerk said to Bill, who picked up his money from his blue jeans and gave it to the clerk.

"So, Bill, after we've bought some pokéballs, which are used for catching Pokémon…" Jon started to explain, holding a pokéball in of Bill. Bill suddenly felt like he was sweating, that must've been because of the fear the ball might capture him one day.

"Yeah, I know what it is, Jon. I read it in the encyclopaedia in the library. It's a red and white ball which is constructed to catch a Pokémon. The odds of succeeding a catch depend on how weak it is. It also has the ability to shrink and enlarge due to the sopho-constracture-engineering of…"

"Okay, okay. I get it; you know what it is… where was I? Oh, and we also need to buy some Pokémon food and other vital supplies. When that is over with, I am finally going to start my journey… I am so excited, how 'bout you?"

"Well, for me it's more like getting to know more about Pokémon. They seem to be quite interesting… and some of them seem to be fierce," he shuddered, thinking of that nightmare he'd had.

Jonathan looked at him with his green blue eyes, as if he read Bill's mind. "You're referring to that Scyther, right? You know, there are a lot of Pokémon that doesn't like humans, some more fierce," Jon said, adding in some sympathy for Bill because he had been attacked. "It is true, isn't it?"

"Of course it's true, how do you think I got those cuts anyway? A mugger with a knife?"

"Your change sir…" The clerk had been waiting for Bill to take his things and get his change.

"Oh, sorry, thank you very much, bye!" he quickly said as he and Jon headed for the other supply shop, carrying their stuff. Lucky for them, the stuff wasn't close to heavy, yet.

"Okay, let me see… I would like some pokéballs, Pokémon food, two super potions, five regular potions and some regular food." Jon said as he put up some of his cash on the counter. The 'regular' food consisted most of sandwiches and such.

Bill looked at Jonathan, who scoffed. "I can't cook really well, you know," he said.

"Neither do I, heh," replied Bill, who walked up to the counter, "I would like some regular food only, please." When he bought his share of sandwiches and a small piece of cooked meat, he turned to Jonathan.

"So, Bill, now we're loaded to go let's hit it!"

"Yeah!" cheered the older teen.

"But first… I have an appointment at the men's room!" Jonathan said as he started to sprint towards the men's room.

"Oh, man… you better make it quick! I'll wait outside."

Bill waited outside the men's room for Jonathan, he sure took his time! Suddenly the lights were shut off. 'A blackout?' he thought, he could still see where the exit was, so it was not pitch black…

"THIS IS A RAID!" someone yelled out, Bill could see that he held a gun, and he seemed to be the leader.

"NOBODY MOVES!" another one shouted, this one was female, and she had what looked more like an assault rifle. "EVERYBODY GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR!" she shouted again. Bill lay down on the floor, he really didn't have time to get shot and die. One of the thugs walked up to the cashier with a gun pointed to his head.

"Hand over the cash, mister, and put them in this sack. And don't bother pushing the alarm button, the power is down. And no heroic shit trying to whip up that shotgun!" he said as he pointed the rifle at the cashier's head, who was scared out of his mind as he loaded the sack with wads of money,

Bill looked around as he lay down; everybody was lying down, not doing anything. He couldn't stop them alone, and the power was down so he couldn't trigger any alarm.

"Hey, Bill. What's going on out there?" Jonathan whispered from the men's room.

"The Mart is getting robbed; it must be Team Rac… Rocket thugs who's behind this. Is there a window at the toilet?" he whispered back.

"Yeah, there is, what do you want me to do?" the blonde teen asked.

"Open it and go through it and get the police, duh! These guys are armed."

"Okay, I'll try…"

"Good, but you need to hurry up, if money is the only thing they came for then…" He heard steps advancing towards him, fast. It was the leader who had noticed that Bill was talking "Go now! Hurry!" he ushered.

"Who the hell are you talking to, kid? ANSWER ME!" he shouted at Bill, who looked up. They both recognized each other. "YOU!" shouted the leader, it was the same rocket who'd tried to kill him at the PokéCentre. He had the same jump suit with the red R on it he'd had when they tried to rob the PokéCentre.

"Oh, heh, h-hi, nice day t-to rob a store n-now, isn't it?" he said awkwardly, shaking in fear. The rocket grabbed him, lifted him up from the floor and pushed him up against the wall.

"Who were you talking to?" He questioned, holding his gun to Bill's left cheek; Bill could feel the cold metal being pressed against his cheek.

"N-no one, I was j-just t-talking to m-myself…"

"Do you think I was born yesterday? Who's in the toilet?"

"No one!" answered the brown haired teen defiantly.

Meanwhile, after Jonathan heard Bill say "Go now" he had sneaked to the window so the rockets couldn't hear him in there. He carefully opened the window and crawled out, it was a pretty small window so he had to leave his stuff there, and when he got out he closed the window. 'Okay, I need to get to the police station fast or hope to find an officer on the way,' he thought while he was running to the police station, he started to close in and when he entered the building he ran to the officer ho was behind the desk.

"Officer (pant), you got (huff) to help (puff) me!" he said, trying to gain his breath after all running.

"What has happened?" asked the male officer.

"There's a raid over at the PokéMart and I think it's Team Rocket who's behind it. And they're armed too it seems!"

"I will call in all forces around Viridian. You wait here, boy," the officer ordered, grabbing a hold of a walkie-talkie.

"But my friend is in there too! They caught him whispering to me!" Jonathan protested.

"Wait a minute, boy, I'm only going to call the other officers…" The officer took out a microphone contacting the other officers. "Base to VI-64 do you copy?"

"VI-64 here, what's happening?" a female voice said, Jonathan knew that it was the slightly zealous officer Jenny.

"There's a raid at the PokéMart, suspects might be armed, contact other units! Over and out!" He turned to Jonathan. "You come with me, boy; you can't keep hanging around here while I'm gone!" The two ran out from the police station and headed for the Mart.

(In the Mart)

"Do not make it worse for yourself, brat, is there anyone in the toilet?" the leader asked once again, losing his temper.

"Not anymore," Bill answered, knowing that Jonathan must've gotten out by now.

"You son of a…" he growled as he pulled back the trigger of his gun.

"Hey, Rodney! We got all the money! Should we go for the Pokémon people have too?" one of the rockets said, revealing the leader's name.

"You've got to be kidding me. Rodney?" Bill started to laugh. "Man, what a name, hahaha!"

"You better take that back right now or else," Rodney pushed his gun at Bill's cheek even more, threatening to shoot. The teen gulped, it was very unpleasant to have a gun that close, and provoking the owner could end his life.

"Eh, hehe, how do I know it's a real gun? You wouldn't do it, would you?" he said awkwardly. Rodney smiled, aiming his gun up towards the ceiling and fired a shot. The loud bang was heard in the mart, people who lay down on the floor screamed in fright for a moment, but they then got quiet. All of the rockets looked at the direction.

The cashier took advantage of the situation and grabbed his shotgun he had hidden under the counter and aimed at some of the rockets. The one with the rifle dropped his weapon in surprise when he saw the barrels pointing right into his eyes.

"Hand over the sack to me now, mister!" the cashier demanded, the rocket handed over the sack of money and then put his hands in the air. The cashier loaded his shotgun which made the rocket back away.

"Don't try anything, old man, you don't want anything to happen, do you?" Rodney sneered as he pointed his gun at the cashier. But by doing so, Bill seized the opportunity and kicked the rocket's hand so he dropped the gun, and then he punched the rocket in the face when he turned around, making him let go of Bill.

Bill ran to where the gun had landed and dived for it. When he got a hold of the gun he heard the sound of arming many guns, he looked up and saw four rockets pointing their guns at him.

"What should we do, Rodney?" asked Ray, Bill recognized him when he cast a glance at the rocket who spoke, "Shoot him?" he then suggested. Rodney, who had recovered after the blow, shook his head.

"No, I got a better idea of disposing of him," he said darkly, turning to Bill, "You know, kid, getting burned to death isn't the most pleasant death," he finished as he picked up his pokéball, hurling it towards the boy. The same, huge dog Bill met last night, Arcanine, appeared in front of him. He jumped to his feet and readied his mind to anticipate what the majestic canine was about to do.

"Oh no, not you again," he whined. The dog snarled angrily at him, ready to attack.

"Arcanine, attack him!" Rodney ordered his Pokémon, who growled and charged towards Bill. The orange dog rammed into him before he knew what hit him, and he was sent flying a short distance. His air was knocked out of him too. When he tried to get up he heard an intimidating snarl from the massive dog.

'Okay, now what? I got a huge, freaky fire dog that threatens to burn me if I make one wrong move,' he thought. The Arcanine growled slightly as it slowly approached.

"Don't burn him yet, play around with him for a while until I tell you to burn him," said Rodney, and Arcanine backed away from Bill, letting him stand up. When Bill stood up, he knew that this dog would play around with him until that rocket was bored.

Arcanine started to advance again, ready to pounce at him. He really wished he had some kind of weapon, but he hadn't got one. It leaped at him, trying to slam him down just like it did last night, but he was ready and jumped out of the way. This caused the canine to miss, but Bill then was trapped in a corner.

The fire Pokémon noticed that and slowly advanced, with a small evil smile could be seen. Whatever Bill tried now, he'd be doomed, and transforming here would be a good idea. Saving the world is harder than it sounds, isn't it? But he had a guardian angel, the lights were turned on, and all of the rocket members were stunned by the sudden light.

"THIS IS THE POLICE, NOBODY MOVES!" Someone shouted in a megaphone, it was a police force, led by Officer Jenny.

'About time!' Bill thought relieved.

"EVERYBODY PUT YOUR GUNS ON THE FLOOR!" she then demanded. All of the rockets dropped their guns to the floor except Rodney. It seemed to Bill that the rockets didn't dare to fight the police, what a bunch of wimps!

"Hey! Are you giving p that easily?" Bill mocked, despite his situation. Rodney looked at him, even more pissed off.

"Why you little," he snarled looking at Bill, it was time to end this. Now or never! He looked at the cops who had their guns pointed at him and looked back to Bill. "Arcanine, it's time to end this! Burn h-" he was cut off by a gunshot; the bullet ricocheted on the floor close to his feet and continued towards the wall where it stuck somewhere inside. Rodney fell silent immediately.

'Whoa, that was accurate…' Bill looked on in awe. The one who had shot was Officer Jenny herself, and she was now advancing towards Rodney. He took the hint and called his Arcanine back in the pokéball.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the infamous rocket Rodney Adams," she said as she advanced towards him. "I'm charging you for first attempting to rob the PokéCentre, secondly for attempting to rob this place and thirdly for using your Pokémon for violence against a human," she finished.

'What's taking them? Why don't they throw their flashbangs?' Rodney thought as Jenny approached him.

"Turn around and get down on your knees!" she ordered, Rodney knew that he hadn't any choice so he did what he was told to. When Jenny stood right behind him she continued, "Put your hands behind your head, nice and slowly." She took out a pair of handcuffs preparing to handcuff him.

"NOW!" one of the rockets yelled, she had been waiting for an opportunity to throw her flashbang when the cops had their attention to Rodney. When it exploded, a white light engulfed the area. It was a short flash but the magnesium had blinded all of the cops and the rockets made a run for it.

"STOP THEM, ANYONE!" some of the officers yelled. Bill could not see anything, he had been blinded too, and saw nothing but white, but it began to clear.

"Sorry, but I really gotta go now bye-aaAAAH!" Rodney was running to the exit, he had, as the other rockets, covered his eyes during the flash. But someone had tripped him, it was a kid with dirty blonde hair, beige pants and he had a white t-shirt, he held on to Rodney's leg.

"HEY! Let go of me you little shit!" Rodney started to hit the kid but he didn't let go. "Dammit, kid, let go of me now or I'll kill you!" he shouted as he started to punch even harder at the kid, who groaned in pain. Suddenly, Jenny had run up to Rodney and grabbed him in an arm lock, handcuffing him.

"You're under arrest, Rodney Adams!" she said, satisfied of her new catch. Bill then came out running to the boy who Rodney had tried to beat up.

"Jon! Are you okay? Please answer me!" he said, worried if Jon had got some serious injuries.

"Yeah, (cough) I'm okay, damn that hurt," Jon answered, happy that he did something good. Officer Jenny, though, was not very happy what Jonathan had done.

"Young man, never have I seen something so reckless and stupid attempt to stop someone!"

"But officer…" Jonathan protested.

"No buts here! This man could've easily killed you, he night have been armed with a knife…"

"Excuse me, officer, but he actually did stop him and-" Bill explained but was cut off.

"I was not talking to you… you again?" Jenny looked at Bill, folding her arms. "It seems that you like to be at criminal places, is that a hobby to you?"

'Oh no, here goes…' he thought, knowing that he would be questioned, again.

"Now I want a revision of what happened," she demanded.

"Why me? There are a lot of people in there who saw what happened too!" he argued.

"Because you seem to be a kid who likes to get into trouble! And I will make sure the officers in the other towns do so too."

"Okay, you win, officer. What happened was this: Jon and I, we were shopping, and when we were done, we decided to leave. And then he needs to go to the men's room…"

"Oh blast it! I forgot my stuff at the toilet!" Jonathan cried, remembering his stuff he left there.

"Yeah, and as I waited outside the lights went off, and these rockets come in and have this stick up. Everybody lay down when they shouted us to do so… but since I was close to the door Jon and I communicated to each other where I told him to escape through the window and getting the police."

"Yeah, that was a good idea, Bill. But please officer I need to get my stuff."

"All right, you can go now, I'm going to ask some of the other witnesses what happened," Officer Jenny said as she dismissed the two boys.

Bill and Jonathan, however needed to get back into the PokéMart, they needed to get their stuff! When they came in there was officers everywhere, when Bill headed to the men's room to get his stuff outside the door a police officer stepped in front of Bill.

"What are you think you're doing?" he asked suspiciously, "Do these belong to you?"

"Yes they are, here's the receipt," Bill said, handing the receipt to the police officer, who looked at it.

"Confirmed, you can get them, now if I only could get inside to see who's hiding in there…" Bill went for his stuff while Jonathan walked to the officer.

"Excuse me, officer, but there isn't anyone in there…"

"What? How do you know, kid?"

"Since the only who went to the toilet before the stick up was… me."

"WHAT? But how did you get out with the door still locked?"

"I climbed out from the window, and no, you can't open it from the outside, so I'm pretty stuck here with my stuff in there, and here's the receipt for my stuff," said Jonathan, handing the receipt to the male officer.

"Brilliant, now how are we supposed to get in now?" The officer looked a little annoyed.

"Well, the one who surely got all the keys must be the janitor!" Bill said, making a wise-ass conclusion.

"Then we need to find the janitor!" The officer said matter-of-factly.

"That will not be hard… since he's just over there." Bill pointed at the janitor; it was obvious to him that that was the janitor, since he was pushing a cart where all kinds of cleaning equipment were in it. "Hey, excuse me, could you please lock up this door? There isn't anyone in there, just a pile of stuff in there."

"But how come it's locked then?" the janitor asked, he was in the 60's and must've worked here for years.

"Erh, I went in through the door, and exited through the window when the place was robbed," Jonathan explained.

"Today's youth… can't even use the same door," he muttered as he opened the door, Jonathan ran in and got his stuff.

"Finally, let's start this journey!"

"Yeah, let's rock'n roll, baby!" Everybody stared at Bill. "Uhh, never mind, bye!" Bill and Jonathan walked out from the PokéMart and towards the exit from Viridian City.

"Hey, Jon, by the way, do these Team Rocket fellows always cause trouble here this often?"

"No, I wonder what brought them here, though Rodney was infamous from other cities as well. You really should watch out for these guys, they can get very vengeful. They are also known for stealing Pokémon from people and other things…"

"But, Bill, before we leave, I need to say goodbye to my parents first, care to meet them?" he then suggested.

Bill shrugged. "Couldn't hurt, and it'd be my only opportunity to thank them for helping me yesterday," he then said, following his friend to where he lived.

They arrived to a small white house with brick red roof, and Jonathan walked through the brown door.

"Mum, dad?" he called. His mother arrived, she was taller than Bill, and she had curly red hair and her body was a little round.

"Your father's working, dear," she informed. She then looked at Bill, "Oh, so this is the boy who was injured yesterday?" she studied him for a while, before turning to her son, "Jonathan, if you're going to journey with him I want you to call me as soon as you reach a new city," she said, worried of her son's safety.

"Don't worry, mum, Bill's with me and-" started Jonathan but his mother interrupted him.

"Are you journeying with him? But how do you know it's safe? You've only known him for two days," she said.

"Mum, he's suffering from a memory loss; he didn't even know which town he was in. And besides, he might get his memory back if he gets to one of the towns, right Bill?" said Jonathan. Bill nodded, but inside he felt bad, he was lying about this memory loss to keep people from asking, and now Jonathan wanted to help him.

"Okay," his mother said, "I guess we should introduce ourselves, shouldn't we? I'm Jeanette Huntley, and I guess you're Bill…" She extended her hand, offering a handshake. Bill extended his and they shook hands.

"Bill Anderson, why I remember is because it is engraved in my watch," explained the longhaired teen.

"I see, but, Jonathan dear, promise me to call when you've reached Pewter, okay?" she said. Jonathan nodded.

"Well, it seems I have to go now, mum," he said as he walked to the door.

"Oh, almost forgot, I'd like to thank you for helping me back there. I really appreciated that," Bill thanked. Jeanette just smiled at that.

Jonathan said goodbye to his mother and they were headed through the door.

"So, your mother seemed a little reluctant to let you journey with me, how come?" asked Bill.

Jonathan shrugged. "It's probably since she's a little overprotective, and she thinks you're in Team Rocket, but that can't be true; since they would've recognized you," he then said.

"Yeah, but let's not think about that, you are on your journey now, WOHOO!" Bill cheered Jonathan up with a scream, and Jonathan screamed back in joy. Their journey had started from now on, though Bill knew that he had another journey to think about but he needed to learn about Pokémon some more before starting. And then they stepped outside Viridian, the huge world of Pokémon waiting…

"What? Hell no! I'm not going through that forest!" Bill shouted, pointing at a familiar forest he could see in a distance.

To be continued…


Translation

Tja då, och vila upp dig riktigt nu! – Bye then (in slang), and get some nice rest now!


A/N

Well, that was one whole chapter spent on mainly a shopping scene that ended up in a stick up. But they won't see more of the Team Rocket for a while, heh. And as always, send a review if you want, you don't have to, but I do appreciate it.