(A/N: Again, I'll be throwing in colors of a couple things if they weren't mentioned in the answers (which I copy-pasted word-for-word, if anyone asks). If these things aren't right, sorry guys. And for Scribbler: I'm not using pokémon levels since you're the only one who gave them to me. Sorry, but I can have your character mention the levels in a later chapter.)
Yet another group of trainers the next morning. This time, there were three girls and a guy. "They begin to balance each other, grasshopper," said Kahleya.
One girl was taller than the others, and looked like a leader type. She introduced herself as only 'PokemonGirl', a 20-year-old trainer, but after a few questioning looks she revealed who she was. The Pokémon League Champion. Her brown hair was long, down past her shoulders. She had brown eyes behind crystalline-appearing glasses, and wore a single-strap blue shirt and blue jean short shorts. Her pokémon were the real proof of her power, though. All Kahleya did was whistle this time, and I was speechless (which doesn't happen very often). She had a Feraligatr, a Blastoise, a Charizard, a Dragonite, a Jynx, and a Skarmory. She grinned when I asked her if she could do anything special.
"I'm a hacker. I hack into computers. And I turn invisible. Fair?" I nodded, accepting her abilities, but a thought had begun to form at the back of my mind.
The youngest-looking girl introduced herself next. 12-year-old Hermione had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She wore navy blue jeans and a white t-shirt. She had five pokémon, and for such a young trainer, I was surprised. She released a Cyndaquil, a Bulbasaur, and a Poliwag first.
"Any more?" I asked cautiously.
"If you're ready," she replied with a grin, and held up two more pokéballs. What appeared from them shocked me. She had a Zapdos and an Articuno.
"Legendaries," I whispered in awe. She grinned again and recalled her pokémon. She said she could foretell the future, but I'd have to wait and see on that, and I heard Hiro snicker as I said so. Hermione turned to him, a sly smile on her face.
"And one more thing, shortie," she said, even though Hiro was a good half-foot taller than she was. "DON'T make me mad." With that, she walked into the gatehouse.
The third girl's eyes were what caught my attention, and it wasn't because she wore glasses. They were a striking emerald-green, but streaks of silver shot through them. Her midnight-black hair was very long, and seemed to shine in the sun. She wore a blue shirt under a white jacket, jeans, sneakers, and a black backpack. She released a Beedrill, Golem, Pidgeot, Raichu, Arcanine, and Blastoise.
"Hi!" she said. "My name's Joe! Well, Josephine, really, but I prefer Joe. I'm thirteen. I know all the questions you're going to ask, and I have the answers all thought out. I can talk to my pokémon, tell jokes, and can't see a thing without my glasses on." My eyes widened and Kahleya took a step back.
"She's either really smart or psychic," Kahleya whispered.
The boy stepped forward next. "Hello. My name's Talon, and I'm 16. Here're my pokémon." Pupitar, Eevee, Houndour, Cubone, Charmeleon, Tyrogue. Not bad. He wore a plain white t-shirt and jeans. "I'm kind of psychic, so I advise you not to think too loudly." He stalked away after that, leaving Kahleya and me alone outside the gatehouse.
"What's HIS screech?" she asked. I almost laughed. Screech was the word she used instead of 'problem'.
"Maybe he'll be friendlier after he gets to know everybody," I said, adding a silent please? in my head. Kahleya shrugged, and the two of us walked into the gatehouse.
"Ok, everybody, it's time to make a plan!" I said, and, surprisingly, everyone turned to listen.
"Continue, oh fearless leader!" said Kat in a joking voice. Kahleya gave her the thumbs up. Figures. I rolled my eyes.
"We're going to split up into groups of four, four, and five. It's a draw-numbers-and-that's-your-group thing, so NO griping, or the insane Skarmory will peck your butt. Are we clear?" There were giggles from almost everyone, but Talon remained silent. What IS his screech? I asked myself.
Mareep jumped up on the table with my hat full of papers. The papers were numbered one, two, and three. There were five ones.
I reached in and drew first. The slip said '1'. Great. I got the big group. Slowly every other person there drew a number.
"Ok, ones up here with me, twos on the right, and threes on the left. My right and left, by the way." Soon they were split into groups. I looked at mine.
Kat, Ryan, Joe, Talon, and myself. I sighed. Why did *I* have to get Mr. Arrogant and Silent?
The twos were Hermione, Kahleya, Chad, and DarkGhost. The threes were PokemonGirl, Martial Arts Master, Hiro, and Leslie.
Now all I could do was hope this worked. Abra returned with no one in tow, so I recalled him and went to bed. What a long three days. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on at home.
Yet another group of trainers the next morning. This time, there were three girls and a guy. "They begin to balance each other, grasshopper," said Kahleya.
One girl was taller than the others, and looked like a leader type. She introduced herself as only 'PokemonGirl', a 20-year-old trainer, but after a few questioning looks she revealed who she was. The Pokémon League Champion. Her brown hair was long, down past her shoulders. She had brown eyes behind crystalline-appearing glasses, and wore a single-strap blue shirt and blue jean short shorts. Her pokémon were the real proof of her power, though. All Kahleya did was whistle this time, and I was speechless (which doesn't happen very often). She had a Feraligatr, a Blastoise, a Charizard, a Dragonite, a Jynx, and a Skarmory. She grinned when I asked her if she could do anything special.
"I'm a hacker. I hack into computers. And I turn invisible. Fair?" I nodded, accepting her abilities, but a thought had begun to form at the back of my mind.
The youngest-looking girl introduced herself next. 12-year-old Hermione had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She wore navy blue jeans and a white t-shirt. She had five pokémon, and for such a young trainer, I was surprised. She released a Cyndaquil, a Bulbasaur, and a Poliwag first.
"Any more?" I asked cautiously.
"If you're ready," she replied with a grin, and held up two more pokéballs. What appeared from them shocked me. She had a Zapdos and an Articuno.
"Legendaries," I whispered in awe. She grinned again and recalled her pokémon. She said she could foretell the future, but I'd have to wait and see on that, and I heard Hiro snicker as I said so. Hermione turned to him, a sly smile on her face.
"And one more thing, shortie," she said, even though Hiro was a good half-foot taller than she was. "DON'T make me mad." With that, she walked into the gatehouse.
The third girl's eyes were what caught my attention, and it wasn't because she wore glasses. They were a striking emerald-green, but streaks of silver shot through them. Her midnight-black hair was very long, and seemed to shine in the sun. She wore a blue shirt under a white jacket, jeans, sneakers, and a black backpack. She released a Beedrill, Golem, Pidgeot, Raichu, Arcanine, and Blastoise.
"Hi!" she said. "My name's Joe! Well, Josephine, really, but I prefer Joe. I'm thirteen. I know all the questions you're going to ask, and I have the answers all thought out. I can talk to my pokémon, tell jokes, and can't see a thing without my glasses on." My eyes widened and Kahleya took a step back.
"She's either really smart or psychic," Kahleya whispered.
The boy stepped forward next. "Hello. My name's Talon, and I'm 16. Here're my pokémon." Pupitar, Eevee, Houndour, Cubone, Charmeleon, Tyrogue. Not bad. He wore a plain white t-shirt and jeans. "I'm kind of psychic, so I advise you not to think too loudly." He stalked away after that, leaving Kahleya and me alone outside the gatehouse.
"What's HIS screech?" she asked. I almost laughed. Screech was the word she used instead of 'problem'.
"Maybe he'll be friendlier after he gets to know everybody," I said, adding a silent please? in my head. Kahleya shrugged, and the two of us walked into the gatehouse.
"Ok, everybody, it's time to make a plan!" I said, and, surprisingly, everyone turned to listen.
"Continue, oh fearless leader!" said Kat in a joking voice. Kahleya gave her the thumbs up. Figures. I rolled my eyes.
"We're going to split up into groups of four, four, and five. It's a draw-numbers-and-that's-your-group thing, so NO griping, or the insane Skarmory will peck your butt. Are we clear?" There were giggles from almost everyone, but Talon remained silent. What IS his screech? I asked myself.
Mareep jumped up on the table with my hat full of papers. The papers were numbered one, two, and three. There were five ones.
I reached in and drew first. The slip said '1'. Great. I got the big group. Slowly every other person there drew a number.
"Ok, ones up here with me, twos on the right, and threes on the left. My right and left, by the way." Soon they were split into groups. I looked at mine.
Kat, Ryan, Joe, Talon, and myself. I sighed. Why did *I* have to get Mr. Arrogant and Silent?
The twos were Hermione, Kahleya, Chad, and DarkGhost. The threes were PokemonGirl, Martial Arts Master, Hiro, and Leslie.
Now all I could do was hope this worked. Abra returned with no one in tow, so I recalled him and went to bed. What a long three days. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on at home.