Chapter 12: Anger

I am traveling with Black and White. Honestly, I prefer to travel on my own, as my two companions are peering my eyes every now and then. Even the pokemon are interested in my eyes. The Tepig which White held in her arms(Called "Little Bubu" for some reason) constantly looked at my eyes and turned away only when I looked at her direction. I feel so much like an alien, which is what people here would most likely call me once they new who I was.

"Are my eyes still glowing?"

"Positively like a light bulb," was Black's brutally honest answer.

I wonder how long my eyes will continue to glow. Maybe after some time, my eyes would return to normal, just like how a fire would disappear when there was nothing left to burn. Maybe the strange man Cadvan knows how to solve this problem, but I don't know where he is, it's like he teleports me to somewhere I don't know when he wants to see me.

White piped up, "Honestly, your eyes would attract plenty of attention from the public, with Faolan to add to it. We have to think of something to cover your eyes for the meantime. Sunglasses will look too terrible..."

"Out of our way!" "Hey!" White protested as she was pushed rudely aside by two… Team Plasma Grunts!? Black jumped out of their way as the two barreled past. They dashed off, and Faolan desperately wanted to bite off a chunk of them. " Stop!(Canine)" I barked. Faolan gave me a furious look. He did have a wolf side, but he also had a dog side, which gave him the character to go after bad people and protect those he loved. At that time, I feel as if both of his side were melded together. You should get rid of the wrongdoers to keep a society in peace, not restraining yourself from attacking them.

I must be going mad. The times when I seemed to be able to understand animal or pokemon speech increased drastically. My mind was torn with thousands of unanswered questions.

"Did you just talk?" But Faolan was not paying any attention to me.

"After them!" Bianca cried as she screeched to a stop in front of us. Beside her was a little girl with a tear stained face. Stolen, Lost , Sad. Words popped into my head. "Listen! Those Team Plasma guys stole this little girl's pokemon! What's wrong with you guys? Why did you let them get away?" Bianca shrieked hysterically.

"What?" The three of us blurted out. The little girl looked at Bianca with fresh tears in her eyes," Miss, my pokemon…?"

"This is absolutely outrageous!" I burst out. The others gave me a Wow that is scary look. I charged in the direction where those Team Plasma cowards had scuttled off to. Those rats! Think of stealing from a young girl many years younger than them! The strong has the tendency to bully the weak and helpless. How true!

I had to screech into a halt to stop myself from crashing into those two stupid Plasma Grunts. They look shocked. I did not even wait, I roared, " What is wrong with you people? Why do you separate pokemon from humans?" Then I stop, because its the first time that I've ever yelled at anybody like that. It was a shocker.

"Who are you, a Pokemon Trainer?" One of them sneered. From the tone of his voice, I could tell he was disgusted by "Pokemon Trainers". The other said, " Heyyy...are you wearing some new-fangled contact lenses or something? Your eyes are positively glowing. Let's see what you can do, starry-eye trainer!" What is wrong with these people? Both grunts sent out their pokemon. A Patrat and a Patrat. I was livid. Those two underestimate me? I'll show them what I'm made of!

Then I defeated them in an instant with Snivy and Rufflet. It seemed like an instant to me, for my mind was blank with anger throughout the battle. Heaven knows whatever things I said.

"You do not need to return the pokemon!" Two more grunts walked out from the darkness. So this organization is really something. They have comrades to back up fallen comrades, very clever!

"Not to worry, I got your back!" Black appeared beside me with White in tow. (Honestly, why did he bring White along?)He tossed a poke ball, " War, out!"

"I can't forgive you guys for trying to steal Munna! Jiao, let's teach these pokemon thieves a lesson! War, Brave Bird!" Black may as well be screaming out his battle cry. It fired me up for the battle too!

"Snivy, Vine Whip!" Snivy whipped the foe's Patrat savagely. Those two Patrats could not even last one hit from us. This surprised me. I was under the impression that Patrat were tough pokemon. Their eyes were intimidating. But you can't judge a book by its cover, right?

"Fine, we'll return the pokemon. But, in the future, you will see the dire consequences of your actions," The Plasma Grunt told us through gritted teeth as he returned the poke ball. Then the four of them then made their hasty escape.

Back outside later

"Thank you, trainer!" The little girl replied gratefully as she got back her poke ball. Then she took out three poke balls from her pocket and handed them to me. They were pink, red and...

"Oh, those are Heal Balls. When you capture a pokemon using it, the pokemon will be instantly healed! It's a really useful poke ball to catch pokemon! " Bianca piped up. After saying goodbye to us, she took the little girl's hand and started to lead her back to the preschool which was just outside Striaton City..

"Thank you!" I called out to her. I hoped she heard me. The Heal balls will definitely be useful on my journey.

"Ah, stop being such a dilly-dally and hurry to Nacrene City! I'm gonna to get my gym badge first!I have to get there before Cheren!" Black grabbed White and my arm and started dragging us in the direction of the city. So Black was impatient to get to the next city. Okay, we could rest there and stock up on supplies for the journey. Think of it, I want to challenge the Nacrene Gym too.

"Dilly-dally? I'll show you who's the one dilly-dallying!" White struck back at Black and she started running too. She grabbed my other arm for no reason and started sprinting. And Black started sprinting too.

"Hey! Wait!" I pleaded desperately as I was dragged behind the two angry fourteen-year old teenagers. Faolan ran beside me helplessly. Imagine being pulled by a galloping horse. Do you get the picture?

One of the things that I dislike the most is to be caught in a middle of a conflict.