Chapter two: Come Back You Theif!
I
was walking down the road with my Poliwag towards Violet City, or so I thought
because I had no map and I was just randomly guessing in what direction I
should go too, hopefully the signsd were not rigged to make me go in the wrong
directions, just like in those cartoons, evil people trying to make the good
people screw up…
"Why
no battling, I want to battle! I got a pokemon I want to battle! I always see
these battles, but no one wants to battle with me!" I whimpered as I looked
around the area seeing no trainers.
"They
really should battle you, you are a stupid trainer meaning they can easily
win…" The Pokemon murmured. I threw it in my pocket and closed it, I stuffed
some tissues in it also so I do not need to hear the blasted thing.
"For
some dictionary thingy you talk way to much, more than I could and that is a
whole heck of a lot." I said as I continued to walk stuffing tissues near it so
I cannot hear the stupid thing. 'Ouch!' I shouted in my head as I slid down to
reach the grass, I bumping into a sign. Poliwag just blinked a few times as it
poed at it with its tail, leaving a slime mark down it.
bCaution:
There has been someone running around here in a black cloak stealing trainers
bags, he taking pokeballs and potion, no pokemon though, it llooks like he is
looking for a certain trainer. If you have any information please contact us,
possibly use the phone next to you./b
"A
phone hm?" I mumbled as I looked to my side seeing a phone. "A phone!" I shouted
as I ran to it. "I will call mommy." I mumbled as I picked up a phone and began
dialing the number.
"Please
enter a quarter." The operator said when I dialed the number.
"Be
mean, fine!" I responded to it as I took out a quarter and entered it in the
little slot.
"Please
enter a quarter"
"I
did!"
"Please
enter a quarter"
"This
is getting old!"
"Please
enter a quarter"
"Shut
up!" I kicked the phone, a dial tone appeared, "And who said violence did not
solve anything?" I said to myself, as I dialed the number to my mom.
"Hello!"
She responded as she picked up the phone.
"Hey
mom!"
"Mike
I am a little busy!"
"But
I have news to tell you!"
"What!?"
"I
HAVE NEWS TO TELL YOU!"
"What!
The reception on the pay phone you are on is really crappy!"
"I
KNOW!"
"What?
I cannot hear you!"
"I
caught a Poliwag!"
"You
bit a Rattata?"
"Why
would I do that? I caught a Poliwag!"
"Congradulations
for biting a Rattata!" She said as she hung up.
"That
did not go as well as I thought." I mumbled to myself as I put my bag down and
paced around the pay phone, wondering how stupid can a machine get and how many
ways it can be broken. I walked around it as I saw a black blur. I raised a
brow in response as I looked at the guy run. "Are you trying out for the
Olympics?" I called out as he ran. He picked up my bag and began to run.
"I
should of paid attention to that sign!" I shouted, as I continued to run and
pant.
"This
time I did not need to tell him to do that!" The pokedex muffled.
"Poliwag
I choose you!" I shouted as I threw Poliwags pokeball at the cloaked object. He
grabbed the pokeball while it was being thrown in the air. I blinked a few
times when he did that and stopped looking at him.
"Thanks,
Mike!" He said as he ran off, I continued to run again while panting like mad.
"Tackle
attack, now!" The pokedex shouted.
"I
am the trainer not you, but fine!" I shouted as I sprung in the air, attempting
to tackle the black-cloaked man. I fell in the dirt and slid as I shouted in
pain as the rocks skid up against my skin. I saw him running away with my bag,
leaving a track of all the junk I had in there.
"Now
I have to get a new bag because of that jerk!" I shouted as I saw the trail of
all the junk I had in there. I flet sad, I had no pokemon, no supplies, no
pokeballs and no bag, but I had the worse thing of all, the pokedex. I walked
down the little trail counting all the stuff he dropped.
"Fifty-seven…Fifty
Eight." I mumbled as I looked at all the stuff.
"What
are you doing?" The pokedex asked, man this thing is so annoying, "Is counting
like your only hobby?"
"Seeing
how many times I could slap him for the thing he done, Sixty-three..." I
mumbled as I wanted to get revenge for what he done! He took all my stuff and
he made my bag break, I mean I like that bag, he is going to get hurt from
this…
"Ouch!"
I suddenly heard, I felt pain against my leg as I was completely crashed into.
I fell onto the ground and same as the other person! It was that guy who stole
my bag and pokemon! I kicked him away for a second as I scrambled up to the
ground.
He
then began to run once he scrambled back up into a standing position. He ran
and I immediately came after him, I still don't have my pokemon and that is all
I care about having.
"Throw
something at him!" The pokedex shouted. I nodded as I bent down during my
running and picked up some sort of brown ball. I held it tight as I extended my
arm back looking towards the back of the person. I hoisted the brown round
object at him. Success! Yes! He was brought down. He fell onto the ground as
the brown pokemon uncurled, it seeming like a pokemon.
"That's
a Sentret capture it!" I took a pokeball out of my pocket. I always had one
just in case this would happen. I hoised it towards the Swentret as it
immediatly caught it. The pokeball was sucked into my hand automatically.
I
ran over to him as I bent down and took my bag and my pokeballs, my nine
pokeballs, one containing a pokemon, my first pokemon, my Poliwag. I glared
down at him with my eyes as he stood there on the ground, being tripped.
"Hello
Mike." He said in a monotone voice, he did not show any personality. It seemed
a little bit familualr as it did sound a little evil. I saw part of his face,
looking at his dark blue eyes.
"How
do you even know my name?" I shouted as I looked down at him. He made a smirk
on those lips as he otok off the hood of his cloak, "Mitchell!" I shouted as I
saw him. His dirty blonde hair being pushed down by the hood, but now it was
free from the hood. Mitchell was my rival in Cherrygove, we were friends at one
time, but over a obsession of which one of us would become a pokemon master
first made us lose your friendship, then we just had several pointless fights.
He tortured me at school later on, so now I hate him and he hates me.
I
glared down at him with my green eyes, I knew he would become a pokemon
trainer, but what pokemon did he even have.
"Yes
Mike, it is I, Mitchell. Probably your rival over your journey through the
Johto league, but that's good that I have a rival, I can see how bad of a
trainer you are. You were never good with knowing lots of facts of pokemon, so
I suppose you are not that good of a trainer. So you have one pokemon, I
checked, eight free pokeballs. I already have two pokemon and I started yesterday.
I got a pokemon like Professor Elm like a normal trainer, he started Kamon off
who is now one of the most powerful trainers out there. He started out with the
pokemon that I selected. You know that was my favorite pokemon, so Mike old
pal, yes a very old pal. Let's battle. One on one, my Cyndaquil versus your
Poliwag."
"I
just caught a Sentret thanks to you. Well fine, I will beat you though. Water
brings out fire I know that. So I know some facts about pokemon. And also you
don't know anything about me, we were young when we were friends, about six or
so, so just be quiet!" He stood up at his full ehight as he swiped his black
pants, he liked wearing black for some reason, thinking it was the official
evil color or something.
"Cyndaquil,
go!" He shoute das he hoisted a pokeball, the little fire mouse being released
from the normal red and white sphere, the pokeball. I threw my pokeball and
released my tadpole pokemon, Poliwag! Yes this is my first battle! I hope I
win, but I never trained it at all, as I never really even seen it except for
when I captured it.
"Poliwag!
Bubble now!" Poliwag sucked in some air as he bvlew out as few bubbles towards
Cyndaquil. Oh, I need to do lots of training. It did not really even know how
to battle.
"Cyndaquil!
This pokemon is weak! Just finish it off easily, quick attack!" Cyndaquil
jumped up in the air as the bubbles just went right under it, good plan for
using a water attack on it when the Cyndaquil probably battled before. It let
out a cry as it curled up in the ball and began to spin while going down
towards Cyndaquil. Uh-oh. Poliwag was thrown back as it released a cry as it
made a thump on when it hit the ground. He easily outmatched me!
"Horrible
performance Mike, as usual." He said as he returned Cyndaquil back into the
pokeball as he walked off. I returned Poliwag into its pokeball. It was okay I
never trained it. He did. It was an easy outmatch for him. I will beat him, and
I will be a better trainer than him. He won't stop me from accomplishing my
dream! I know he won't and can't. He may of won the battle, but he didn't win
the war, I will… This is war…!
[ New Scenes! New Battle! Wow! A ego
boost from me! You will see Mitchell later on in the trainer fiction, and maybe
another battle will be there? He can win it? I made him more evil! I never knew
in this re-write that I would add scenes, but it won't affect later chapters.
=D ]