Chapter two: Come Back You Theif

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 ]