ImOnDaRoad_chp2
I'm On the Road...
Chapter two: Poképals
I felt my new trainer walk
through the long grass slowly. Then she suddenly halted. She must have
encountered another wild Pokémon. "A Rattata!" I heard her cry,
confirming my suspicions. "I choose you! HAWKMON!" she shouted, throwing
my Pokéball. I fell onto the ground aimlessly. "Pidg, pidg, pidgey!"
(What are you doing, I'm too weak to battle!) I yelled at her. "Don't worry,
it's just to build up your experience! Return, Hawkmon! Go! Veemon!" she
replied, sucking me back in. Okay, she's really smart. She must have studied
the Pokémon Trainer's Handbook for years to get those types of strategies.
And she can understand Pokémon speech too.
From the sounds of it, 'Veemon'
was able to weaken the Rattata enough for her to catch it. And apparently,
she named it somethingmon too, Chumon. My trainer ran into Viridian City
and into the Pokémon Center.
"Hi Nurse Joy, can you please
heal my Pokémon?" she asked, dumping all three Pokéballs
onto the table. "Sure thing, Daisuke." the nurse replied. So that's my
trainer's name. Daisuke. Then Nurse Joy probably glanced at the Pokéballs,
coz the next thing she said was "Have you caught some new Pokémon,
Daisuke? Last time you came in you only had your Squirtle, Veemon was it's
name?" "Yup! I caught a level two Pidgey and a level two Rattata. Their
nicknames are Hawkmon and Chumon, named after bird and mouse Digimon."
Daisuke replied. Oh. So that's where our -mon names came from. What are
Digimon though?
Nurse Joy put our Pokéballs
into some machine thing, a healing machine I learnt, as I felt my HP slowly
recovering, till I was at full strength. Ding, ding, dididing! The
machine sang. Our Pokéballs were removed from it and Daisuke put
us back on her belt. "Thanks, Nurse Joy. Catcha later! Next time I come,
I'll have more Pokémon." Daisuke said, walking out of the building.
As soon as we were outside,
she opened up all the Pokéballs. "Come on out, everybody!" Veemon
scuttled up to her left shoulder, while I flew up to her right shoulder
with some difficulty. Chumon ran up to Daisuke's head, stepping on Veemon's
head on the way. "Squirtle, Squirtle!" it growled at the rat angrily. "Veemon!
I just had you guys healed!" Daisuke scolded. Then she smiled a bit. "Come
on you guys, let's go to the Poké Mart." "Pidg, Pidg, Piiiiidgey."
(Sure, any time.) I agreed. "Squirtle Squirt." (I'm with you.) "Rrrrrrrrrrattata!"
(Where ever you're going, I'm going.)
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A few weeks later, as I
type this on Daisuke's laptop, tapping the keyboard with my beak,
I look at my reflection on the screen. Three weeks ago, I was a level two
Pidgey, wild and free. Now, level 8 Pidgey, with a caring trainer and great
PokéPals. I'm in Daisuke's party of six now, she also caught a Nidoran
male, a Weedle and a Spearow. We're all level 8 now, and Weedle's evolved
into Kakuna. We are no longer in Viridian City and training on Routes 1
and 23, but we're in Pewter City now, training in Viridian Forest for our
big battle with Brock. We're all good friends, going along with Daisuke
on her journey to be the world's greatest Pokémon master. I'll finish
this short autobiography with a verse from one of Daisuke's favo(u)rite
songs:
We've built a team
And we've been training
all day long
We're on the road
And getting strong
Now here's the plan
We're gonna head down
to the forest
Time to collect
Some Pokémon...
As of now I have only one
thing left to say: I'm on the road...