by Martial Arts Master
The original concept of Pokemon and all related characters copyrighted by Nintendo, Game Freak, Creatures Inc., 4Kids, TV Tokyo, Satoshi Tajiri, and Wizards of the Coast. All characters I use as Pokewomen are copyrighted by their original creators and owners. I made up Rick, though. See the first chapter for the rules by which the Pokewomen world operates by. Now, on with the story.
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It was morning, and Rick was walking along the path out of Viridian City, with Saria in her Poke Ball.
Earlier, Rick and Saria had awakened and had ordered room service for breakfast. Rick had then paid for both the room service and the stay at the hotel.
Now, he was travelling to Viridian Forest, which he had been told had to be travelled through to get to the next city.
Pretty soon, Rick reached the Viridian Forest. He went in.
As Rick went deeper into the forest, it got a little dark, since not as much sunlight could penetrate the trees.
Rick was looking for a Pokewoman to catch, but first, he intended to train Saria some more so that she wouldn't get so exhausted every time she used her powers.
He called Saria out of her Poke Ball.
"What is it?" Saria asked.
"We're gonna train so you don't get tired just by using your Forest Sage powers," Rick said.
Saria nodded, and Rick began the training.
A half-hour later...
It took a while, but eventually, after having to repeatedly awaken Saria, Rick managed to train her enough so she could stay awake after using her powers to control nature.
Rick was glad. Some trainer he would be if he let his Pokewoman overwork herself.
That's when Rick caught sight of something pink out of the corner of his eye. He turned around.
He saw a flying woman with pink fur on some parts of her. There were little winglets growing out of her head, and she had large purple wings growing out of her back. She had red hair.
Rick pointed his Pokedex at the woman, who he had by now figured out was a Pokewoman.
The Pokedex said, "Pixie. This is a character from Earth games and TV show called Monster Rancher. She can throw lightning and energy ball attacks, and perhaps other, unknown powers. She is loyal, but only to those who treat her right, as she has a grudge against disrespectful trainers."
Well I have nothing to worry about, Rick thought. I wouldn't mistreat my Pokewomen.
He turned to Saria and said, "Saria, it's time to make a new friend!"
Saria got what Rick meant and turned to face Pixie.
"Saria, trap her!" Rick said.
Saria concentrated, and vines grew out of nowhere and entangled Pixie.
But Pixie wouldn't be caught without a fight. She hurled an energy ball and tore the vines loose, then flew away.
"Don't let her get away!" Rick shouted.
Saria concentrated again, and more trees sprang up than before, blocking Pixie's path.
Pixie turned around angrily.
"Well, if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get!" Pixie shouted, hurling lightning at Saria.
Saria concentrated some more and grew another tree, blocking the lightning. Then, she sent the tree flying at Pixie, knocking her down.
"Poke Ball go!" Rick cried out, throwing one of the five Poke Balls he'd received from Professor Oak. The ball hit Pixie and zapped her inside.
The Poke Ball began shaking repeatedly, and the button glowed red. Rick waited anxiously to see what would happen.
Apparently Saria had hit Pixie with the tree harder than Rick had thought, because the ball stopped shaking, the light went off, and there was a beep. Pixie had been successfully caught.
"YAHOO!" Rick shouted, picking up the Poke Ball proudly. "I got Pixie!"
Saria smiled.
"Glad to be of help," she said.
"First things first, though," Rick said. "The Pokedex says she has a grudge against abusive trainers, so I gotta convince her that I'm not abusive."
Rick called Pixie out of the Poke Ball.
"What do YOU want?" Pixie asked angrily. "You caught me, ok?"
"I just wanted to tell you that I'm always gonna treat you right," Rick said.
"I'd rather hear that from the green-haired chick over there," Pixie said, giving a nod to Saria's direction. "You trained her, so she should tell me how you train."
"Don't mistrust Rick," Saria said. "He really is a nice guy. Get to know him and see."
Pixie thought a minute.
Then she nodded.
"Ok, I'll trust you," Pixie said.
"Glad to hear it!" Rick said, giving Pixie a hug. Before Pixie could react, Rick recalled her.
"All right, we need to get to the next city, so in you go," Rick continued, recalling Saria.
Rick continued walking along the path in the Viridian Forest.
He wondered if he would succeed in getting to the next city by lunchtime.
He started to whistle as he walked. It wasn't every day you were able to capture a new Pokewoman.
That's when somebody jumped at him and pointed a sword at him.
"YAAAAAAAH!" Rick screamed.
"Be silent! Do you come from Pallet Town?" the person asked. He was a boy dressed in samurai armor.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I do," Rick said. "Now put the sword away!"
"Gladly," the boy said. He sheathed his sword. "I am Samurai, and I challenge all who come from Pallet Town. It is my personal duty to give every Pallet Town trainer their very first battle."
Rick was excited. A Pokewomen battle! Now he'd get to see how good he was.
"All right, I accept your challenge!" Rick said.
They headed to a clearing in the Viridian Forest so there would be room to battle.
"Now, prepare to face my Pokewoman," Samurai said. He threw a Poke Ball and said, "Bunnie Rabbot, assume battle mode!"
A rabbit that walked on two legs came out of the Poke Ball. Two metal legs, to be exact. One of her arms was also metallic.
Rick pointed his Pokedex at Bunnie Rabbot.
The Pokedex said, "Bunnie Rabbot. This is a character from a cartoon on Earth called Sonic the Hedgehog. Parts of her are metal because an evil villain named Dr. Robotnik partially 'roboticized' her, or partly turned her into a robot. Fortunately her head, chest, and one of her arms is still flesh, and she is loyal to whomever trains her. She is extremely strong, is capable of extending her metallic limbs, and she has a Southern accent."
"Sounds like a tough cookie," Rick said. He got ready one of his own Pokewomen.
"Go, Pixie!" he said, sending out Pixie.
"I know for a fact you can't start with Pixie in Pallet Town. Did you just capture her in this forest?" Samurai asked.
"Yeah, why?" Rick asked back.
"Only a novice sends out a Pokewoman that has never been trained! Your blunder will cost you dearly!" Samurai said.
Bunnie charged at Pixie, ready to punch her lights out.
"Pixie, fly away!" Rick shouted.
Pixie flew up into the air, and Bunnie ended up charging under her.
"Flight won't save you!" Samurai cried out. Then he commanded, "Bunnie, extend your legs and catch her!"
"Will do!" Bunnie said, her Southern accent evident. She extended her legs, and since she was still standing on the ground, the rest of Bunnie's body was propelled upwards towards Pixie.
"Pixie, metal conducts electricity! You should know what to do!" Rick shouted.
Pixie sent some lightning towards Bunnie. Rick was right. The lightning hit the metal limbs, and since metal conducts electricity, the electricity got conducted into the flesh part of Bunnie, shocking her into unconsciousness. The legs un-extended themselves.
Samurai recalled Bunnie.
"You handle your Pixie so well, just after she was caught. You aren't a novice after all," Samurai admitted.
Then he continued, "Just stay on the path, and you'll get to Pewter City. I've heard Viridian City's gym requires seven badges, so you'll have to get your first badge from Pewter City's gym leader."
"Thanks!" Rick said. He then said to Pixie, "Great job! You've won me my first battle! I'm proud of you."
Just before he recalled her, he saw a pleased look on Pixie's face. Then he recalled her.
As he was continuing on the path, he was looking forward to getting his first badge...
To be continued...
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You're probably thinking, "Oh no, not another new trainer fic that the author won't bother to finish!" Well, let me tell you, I hate those kinds of fics too, and let me tell you in advance that I DO plan on finishing this fic. I never start a fic that I don't intend to finish. In fact, if I'm lying about planning to finish the fic, may I get pounded by a madman. E-mail all questions and comments to bleifer@msn.com.