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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Rick ventured out of Pewter City, hoping to get to the next city before nighttime arrived and he had to go to sleep.
As usual, he stayed on the path. Almost every other trainer ventured off the path for various reasons, like catching a Pokemon or getting lost, and their journeys ended up taking over a year before they managed to get all 8 badges. If Rick stayed on the path, he might be able to get all 8 badges in a month.
Some little kid challenged Rick, but since the little kid only had Cruella De Vil, from 101 Dalmatians, Rick beat him easily and won some money.
Good thing, too, for Rick had spent quite a lot so far. He could use the money.
He walked on, whistling.
He then came to a mountain, and the entrance to the mountain had a Poke Center next to it.
Rick healed his Pokewomen there just as insurance, and then checked around the entrance to the mountain.
He discovered a sign.
The sign said, "Entrance to Mount Moon."
Mount Moon, Rick thought. So that's the name of this mountain.
Rick wondered briefly how the mountain got that name, but then he shrugged, going inside.
The inside of the mountain was like a cave, but fortunately not as dark.
Rick continued on, reflecting on how dull it was to do all this walking.
But then, not all of Pokewomen training was glamorous.
He walked on, but then something blocked his path.
He took a closer looked. It, or rather she, was completely black, except for her face, which wasn't really a face but rather a gigantic white spot.
Rick pointed his Pokedex at her.
The Pokedex said, "Inque. This is a villain from the Earth TV show called Batman Beyond. She is made up of solid ink, which she can completely control. She has a human form which she seldom assumes. Her only real weakness is water, which can break her apart."
"All right, I gotta catch her!" Rick said to himself.
"Go ahead and try, loser!" Inque said.
"How dare you call me loser! Go, Pixie!" Rick shouted, sending out Pixie.
Pixie and Inque looked at each other with disdain.
Inque made the first move. She turned one of her arms into a tentacle, grabbing Pixie and throwing her against a wall.
Pixie got up and shot an energy ball at Inque. Inque turned into an ink puddle and went under the ball, sliding at Pixie.
Pixie flew up, and Inque slid under her.
Then, Pixie tossed some lightning at Inque just as she was reforming back into her real self, and Inque was damaged by the electricity.
Inque stumbled around, a little groggy.
"Go, Poke Ball!" Rick said, throwing the second of the five Poke Balls Professor Oak had given him.
The Poke Ball hit Inque and zapped her inside.
A tense moment followed. The Poke Ball shook back and forth violently as Inque tried to free herself, and the white button in the middle glowed red.
Finally the Poke Ball stopped shaking. Inque had been caught.
"All right!" Rick cheered, picking up the Poke Ball and dancing around in triumph.
Pixie smiled, sharing in the triumph, since she'd helped Rick to catch Inque.
"Good job, Pixie," Rick said to her. Then, Rick recalled Pixie.
Rick continued walking on.
It took a long time, and when he finally came out of Mount Moon, Rick was astonished to see that it was already sunset.
Mount Moon must have been even bigger than Rick thought.
Rick saw a city up ahead, and he rushed towards it, heading towards the next part of his adventure...
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.