Haven't been uploading...Writer's block, apparently.

Back inside the cage, I tossed the Ball in my paw, bored out of my head. Simon stared blankly at me. Returning the stare, I questioned him about Lewis.

"He's quite the old hand," replied Simon, sitting across me, "Worked in Cipher, Team Rocket, Team Magma, and Galactic…You name it. He didn't get fired-he quit when he got tired and then dabbles something else. He's tried his hand on genetic engineering-that person called Kelly, I think. After that he got that nasty scar. God knows where he even got it. People point their fingers at us 'cause we're 'freaks of nature'." I scratched my head, glancing at the asleep Aerodactyl inside the Ball.

It just struck me. Robotic Aerodactyl…equals path to freedom! I threw said Aerodactyl out. Cranky, it blew a Groundon-sized hole through the wall. We looked at each other. Then we crawled out of the hole.

The place outside was a desert, like what Simon told me. I morphed Flygon and searched for a good hiding place. Simon looked almost hysterical when I told him about an awesome cave I found.

"No food? No water? This is killing me! I didn't know freedom came at such a price!" he ranted, pacing around the sandy ruins. I sighed, giving Andie a bar I removed from the cage. The Aerodactyl flung itself on it, chewing away happily.

"Look, we're not in Carrefour. You think that meat drops out of the sky?" I snapped, giving him a tight Dragon Claw to his face. He stopped, turning to glare at me.

"Look, if it wasn't for your 'get freedom' plan, I wouldn't even be stranded here!" yelled Simon, jabbing his pincher at my chest, "Now HOW are we going to survive, eh, Mr. SuperPokeMan?" he continued sarcastically. I couldn't take it anymore.

Morphing Machamp, I slapped his pincher away. "Do you notice that all you had said is only talking about you?" I snapped, almost chopping it off, "Hello, me? I can morph any Pokemon, but that doesn't mean that I'm not human. Remember the freak morphing in the lab? Now, if you won't shut your trap and listen to me, I'll throw you into the Trapinch pit. How's that?"

He blinked. "What's a Trapinch?" he asked. I smirked. Revenge time.

I told him Trapinchs just love to eat Scizors. And little boys. They wait in pits, waiting to snap you up (which is true). He totally freaked out, and was very obedient to me after I informed him about my ability to stop then from eating him.

As Simon grew up in a controlled environment, he didn't have any combat training. And it was up to me to teach him.

We started to train in the desert. Soon, Simon learned the ropes and progressed faster by the day. 3 days later, he was already a real Scizor, a real hunter.

One day, Andie began to glow. Something projected out of his eyes. It was a map of Kanto. "This desert leads to Cinnabar Island…" Simon ran a finger to the small dot. I glanced at Simon and then, Andie.

"Let's go. To Cinnabar Island," Trouble was still brewing…