The Journey Called Pokemon
By: Po-Gi-Z
Po-Gi-Z: Hmmm...I see that my cliffhanger made you return to read more of my story. ::Marco does an impression of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons show:: EXCELLENT!
Chase: ::Sweatdrops:: Ummm...that was lame.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Frowned:: Well, who asked you for your opinion? You may be the co-host, but it doesn't mean you have to be a smart alec as well.
Chase: ::A big smile on his face:: What fun is there if I can't be both?
Po-Gi-Z: ::Just shrugs as if giving up::
Dallas: OK. Enough with the chit chat. I want to know if my darling little boy is going to make it to Pallet Town.
Chase: MOM! I am 18. I am no longer a little boy!
Po-Gi-Z: ::Chuckles:: Where is your diaper Chase?
Dallas: ::Takes out her rolling pin and whacks Po-Gi-Z on the back of the head:: I expect that type of behavior from Stephen, not from you.
Chase: See, I told you I was going to like that rolling pin.
Stephen: Did someone call the great one?
Everyone: NO! ::They all grabs Stephen and toss him into the story::
Po-Gi-Z: That was fun. We should do that more often. ::Clears throat:: OK. Dallas is right. Enough with the laughs, wait, what am I saying, what is a story without laughs, right?
Chase: ::Shakes his head:: Before he gets into a deep conversation about this, let me get this chapter under way. First, the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: Po-Gi-Z does not own any part of Pokemon what so ever. However, any made up characters and things are rightfully under his command. Hmmm...I phrased that wrong. I am not a genie where I grant his every command.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Flashes a 'Delete' sign at Chase.
Chase: Ummm...on with the chapter. ::Quickly runs back into the story::
Chapter 2: Gone In A Flash
"Hey! Kid!" A voice called out from out of nowhere.
Chase looked around, wondering where the voice came from.
"Yes? Is someone calling out to me?" Chase asked nervously and curiously.
Suddenly, from behind some bushes, a hand appeared and signaled Chase to come over. Feeling a little weird about this, Chase cautiously moved near the hand. The hand moved back into the bushes as Chase crawled through and noticed a shack.
"Please, don't be alarmed. Come in. Come in." The voice called out.
Chase followed the voice and noticed the door of the shack opened. He walked inside and saw an elderly man, and an unknown, yet familiar figure sleeping next to the man.
"Yes? You were calling out to me?" Chase asked.
The elderly man nodded and walked over to Chase.
"I overheard the predicament that just occurred with you and that other young man." The elderly man replied. Chase frowned at the thought of Stephen again. "But, I may have a solution for you."
Chase tilted his head to the side and wondered what the man was talking about.
"OK. What is this solution?" Chase asked curiously.
The elderly man pointed at the unknown figure. Chase looked over and wondered what the elderly man was trying to say.
"This is an Abra." The man began saying.
Chase nodded and remembered now what an Abra was.
"No wonder that Pokemon looked familiar." Chase said.
"Yes. Do you know much about Abras?" The man asked.
"Not really. I did study about them. All I know about them is that they use psychic type attacks that normally no other Pokemon use. Excluding of course Pokemon such as Golduck, Hypno, etc…" Chase added.
The elderly man nodded.
"Well…this Abra is your key to getting to Pallet Town." The man continued.
"Really? How?" Chase asked wonderingly.
"This Abra, and most other Abras, has the ability to use Teleport. By using Teleport, you may be able to reach Pallet Town." The man explained.
"Awesome! You would really do that for me?" Chase asked happily.
"Yes. After noticing how rude that other young man was to you, it was only natural that I lend a helping hand. Cough! Cough!" The elderly man said and coughed. "Oh, pardon me. Age kicks in pretty quickly. Now…even though Abra can teleport you to Pallet Town, it cannot do it in one shot. You would first have to teleport to Cinnabar Island and then to Pallet Town."
"Understandable." Chase responded. "But, this Abra is sleeping. If I recall about Abras, they sleep about eighteen hours a day. How can you wake up this one?"
"Easily." The man said. He quickly took out what seems to be a wand, or an instrument of some sort. Chase quickly recognized it.
"That's a Pokeflute, correct?" Chase pointed out.
"Yes." The elderly man said. He put the Pokeflute to his mouth and began playing a soothing melody. Chase swayed back and forth at the sound and enjoyed every second of it. He then looked over to the snoozing Abra, which began slowly opening its eyes, yawning, and standing up straight. Chase, astonished to see for the first time a Pokeflute in action, walked over to the Abra and kneeled down in front of it. The elderly man stopped playing the flute and just held it in his hand. "Now that Abra is awake, he can help you get to Pallet Town."
"Thank you sir. How can I repay you for your kindness?" Chase asked.
"Well, for one thing, you can call me Mike. But, I don't ask for much. All I ask of you is that you take this Pokeflute, just in case Abra falls asleep once again. I also ask only that when you reach Cinnabar Island and Pallet Town, that you let Abra rest in each location, before sending him back to me." Mike explained.
Chase agreed to the favors and began walking out of the shack with Mike and his Abra.
"So, all I have to do is tell Abra to teleport me to Cinnabar Island, and I'll be there in a few seconds?" Chase was trying to assure the instructions.
"Yes. That's all there is to it." Mike said.
"OK." Chase happily replied. He looked at the Abra and smiled. "Well Abra. Ready to help me get my journey underway?" Abra nodded and gave a slight yawn. Chase chuckled at the sight. "OK. Oh by the way Mike, I'll send the Pokeflute back as well." Chase added before leaving.
"No need Chase. Keep it. Who knows when you might need it on your Pokemon journey." Mike insisted.
"OK, thanks. Well then…Abra, teleport me to Cinnabar Island!" Chase called out.
With those words, Abra began levitating off the ground and started flashing. Chase was doing the same along with Abra, and then, in a blink of an eye, they both disappeared into thin air.
"Good luck Chase. I know you'll do well." Mike said to himself.
He coughed a bit and returned to his shack. Meanwhile, on the shores of Cinnabar Island, flashes of light appear pretty close to the shore as Chase and Abra appear.
"Now that was an experience I'll never forget." Chase said enjoyed about the travel. He then looked around and realized that he and Abra arrived at Cinnabar Island. "So, this is the famous Cinnabar Island?" Chase asked himself. A breeze blew by as tumbleweed pass through the shops of Cinnabar Island. A sweatdrop appeared on Chase's forehead as he looked at the quiet and empty island. "I thought Cinnabar Island was a tourist attraction just like Seafoam Island. What happened here?" Chase wondered. Abra just shrugged and decided to take a quick nap. "Oh, that's right, good idea Abra. You rest here while I look around for a while. Then we'll head on to Pallet Town."
Chase departed from Abra for the moment and walked down a path that led to some shops lined up in rows. As Chase looked at each shop, he noticed signs hanging on each one.
"OUT OF BUSINESS!"
"CONDEMNED!"
"MOVED TO NEW LOCATION!"
Chase frowned to see such a sad sight.
'How could such a magical place be so solitary and empty?' Chase thought to himself.
As he was about to leave, Chase noticed one shop with a sign that caught his eye.
"GOING OUT OF BUSINESS! GIVING EVERYTHING PRATICALLY AWAY!"
Chase thought for a while and decided to enter the shop. As he entered, he looked around and noticed shelves full of Pokeballs of different colors, potions of different shape and color, and other items, which seemed familiar to Chase.
'Nice inventory.' Chase thought to himself.
He then looked at the counter and noticed someone with his head down, sleeping peacefully. Chase, wondering if he should disturb the man, quietly walked towards him and slightly tapped him.
"E…Excuse me. S…Sir?" Chase said quietly.
Feeling something tapping him and hearing an unfamiliar voice, the man woke up slowly and noticed Chase. As soon as he laid eyes on Chase, he jumped up quickly and began dancing with joy. A sweatdrop formed on the back of Chase's head as he smiled uncomfortably at the sight.
"A CUSTOMER! WE FINALLY HAVE A CUSTOMER!" The man yelled out.
Suddenly, the shop began to shake wildly, like a bull in a China shop, as people came out running from the back of the shop excitedly and surrounding Chase
"Pokeballs, Greatballs, Ultraballs! Need help catching Pokemon? This is the place!" A woman exclaims happily.
"Potions, Super Potions, Ultra Potions! Not near a Pokemon Center? Heal your Pokemon yourself until you can get to a Pokemon Center!" A man hysterically explains.
"Pokefood! Food of all types for Pokemon such as Venonat, Bellossom, Ekans, etc… They'll love it!" A little girl cries out with glee.
Chase shakes his hands nervously and shakes his head.
"No. No. I am not a customer. I just came in here to ask you about Cinnabar Island." He replied. Behind the owners of the shop, a purple surrounding appears, as their faces turn purple in discontent. They lower their heads and begin walking back to the back room of the shop. "Wait! Please don't go! I need some information."
They all stop and decide to turn around and talk to Chase.
"You are wondering what happened to Cinnabar Island, correct?" The man from the counter asked.
"Yes. I remember this place being very lively. How come it is so empty now?" Chase asks concernedly.
"Well, it wasn't too long ago that this happened. A few years back, the whole island was busy doing whatever needed to be done when all of a sudden, the volcano began shaking, as if it was going to erupt." The woman, who had mentioned the Pokeballs, began saying.
"At first the whole island thought it was Blaine's Magmar who was battling a trainer's Pokemon. So, we paid little attention to the volcano." The man, who had mentioned about the potions, said.
"But then, lava had begun to spew from the volcano, and flow down the side. We began panicking. I was scared." The little girl, who had mentioned about the Pokefood, said.
"How terrible! Was anyone hurt?" Chase asked nervously.
"No. Everyone was fine. But unfortunately, the lava burnt down houses and shops. Almost everything was wiped out. So the only solution most people had was to evacuate and move on to other places. And after hearing about the volcano erupting, people didn't even bother coming to the island, for they feared that the volcano could erupt any moment again." The man from the counter said.
"And what about Blaine and Magmar? Did they survive?" Chase asks.
The owners of the shop shrug as they look at each other and then to Chase.
"We honestly don't know. No records of him or his Magmar were shown of dying or living." The woman replies.
Po-Gi-Z: Woah! Just like that, Cinnabar Island is no more. That really bites!
Chase: More than you know. Now that means I have one less badge to earn.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Nods:: Yeah. Do you think Blaine and Magmar are still out there somewhere?
Chase: Don't know. But, knowing you, I don't think that you would mention them gone without at least somehow bringing them back.
Po-Gi-Z: How about that Mike character? He was nice to give you that Abra. ::He quickly changed the subject::
Mike: Why thank you? ::Coughs:: I try to be a good civilian.
Chase: Yeah. Not many of them around often. I really appreciate the help.
Abra: ::Snoring by Chase's feet::
Mike: ::Chuckles:: Sometimes I think Abra is a dog type Pokemon.
Chase: ::A Sweatdrop rolls down the back of his head:: As long as I don't have to walk him, I am OK.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Shudders at the thought:: OK. Let's end this conversation before it takes a turn for the worst. So, Chase now seems to have another dilemna on his hands. Not too much, but who could ignore the fact of people in need of help? And, is he going to get to Pallet Town soon, or help re-build some of Cinnabar Island? Where are Blaine and Magmar? Get ready for the Chapter 3. Behind Schedule. Please review.
By: Po-Gi-Z
Po-Gi-Z: Hmmm...I see that my cliffhanger made you return to read more of my story. ::Marco does an impression of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons show:: EXCELLENT!
Chase: ::Sweatdrops:: Ummm...that was lame.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Frowned:: Well, who asked you for your opinion? You may be the co-host, but it doesn't mean you have to be a smart alec as well.
Chase: ::A big smile on his face:: What fun is there if I can't be both?
Po-Gi-Z: ::Just shrugs as if giving up::
Dallas: OK. Enough with the chit chat. I want to know if my darling little boy is going to make it to Pallet Town.
Chase: MOM! I am 18. I am no longer a little boy!
Po-Gi-Z: ::Chuckles:: Where is your diaper Chase?
Dallas: ::Takes out her rolling pin and whacks Po-Gi-Z on the back of the head:: I expect that type of behavior from Stephen, not from you.
Chase: See, I told you I was going to like that rolling pin.
Stephen: Did someone call the great one?
Everyone: NO! ::They all grabs Stephen and toss him into the story::
Po-Gi-Z: That was fun. We should do that more often. ::Clears throat:: OK. Dallas is right. Enough with the laughs, wait, what am I saying, what is a story without laughs, right?
Chase: ::Shakes his head:: Before he gets into a deep conversation about this, let me get this chapter under way. First, the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: Po-Gi-Z does not own any part of Pokemon what so ever. However, any made up characters and things are rightfully under his command. Hmmm...I phrased that wrong. I am not a genie where I grant his every command.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Flashes a 'Delete' sign at Chase.
Chase: Ummm...on with the chapter. ::Quickly runs back into the story::
Chapter 2: Gone In A Flash
"Hey! Kid!" A voice called out from out of nowhere.
Chase looked around, wondering where the voice came from.
"Yes? Is someone calling out to me?" Chase asked nervously and curiously.
Suddenly, from behind some bushes, a hand appeared and signaled Chase to come over. Feeling a little weird about this, Chase cautiously moved near the hand. The hand moved back into the bushes as Chase crawled through and noticed a shack.
"Please, don't be alarmed. Come in. Come in." The voice called out.
Chase followed the voice and noticed the door of the shack opened. He walked inside and saw an elderly man, and an unknown, yet familiar figure sleeping next to the man.
"Yes? You were calling out to me?" Chase asked.
The elderly man nodded and walked over to Chase.
"I overheard the predicament that just occurred with you and that other young man." The elderly man replied. Chase frowned at the thought of Stephen again. "But, I may have a solution for you."
Chase tilted his head to the side and wondered what the man was talking about.
"OK. What is this solution?" Chase asked curiously.
The elderly man pointed at the unknown figure. Chase looked over and wondered what the elderly man was trying to say.
"This is an Abra." The man began saying.
Chase nodded and remembered now what an Abra was.
"No wonder that Pokemon looked familiar." Chase said.
"Yes. Do you know much about Abras?" The man asked.
"Not really. I did study about them. All I know about them is that they use psychic type attacks that normally no other Pokemon use. Excluding of course Pokemon such as Golduck, Hypno, etc…" Chase added.
The elderly man nodded.
"Well…this Abra is your key to getting to Pallet Town." The man continued.
"Really? How?" Chase asked wonderingly.
"This Abra, and most other Abras, has the ability to use Teleport. By using Teleport, you may be able to reach Pallet Town." The man explained.
"Awesome! You would really do that for me?" Chase asked happily.
"Yes. After noticing how rude that other young man was to you, it was only natural that I lend a helping hand. Cough! Cough!" The elderly man said and coughed. "Oh, pardon me. Age kicks in pretty quickly. Now…even though Abra can teleport you to Pallet Town, it cannot do it in one shot. You would first have to teleport to Cinnabar Island and then to Pallet Town."
"Understandable." Chase responded. "But, this Abra is sleeping. If I recall about Abras, they sleep about eighteen hours a day. How can you wake up this one?"
"Easily." The man said. He quickly took out what seems to be a wand, or an instrument of some sort. Chase quickly recognized it.
"That's a Pokeflute, correct?" Chase pointed out.
"Yes." The elderly man said. He put the Pokeflute to his mouth and began playing a soothing melody. Chase swayed back and forth at the sound and enjoyed every second of it. He then looked over to the snoozing Abra, which began slowly opening its eyes, yawning, and standing up straight. Chase, astonished to see for the first time a Pokeflute in action, walked over to the Abra and kneeled down in front of it. The elderly man stopped playing the flute and just held it in his hand. "Now that Abra is awake, he can help you get to Pallet Town."
"Thank you sir. How can I repay you for your kindness?" Chase asked.
"Well, for one thing, you can call me Mike. But, I don't ask for much. All I ask of you is that you take this Pokeflute, just in case Abra falls asleep once again. I also ask only that when you reach Cinnabar Island and Pallet Town, that you let Abra rest in each location, before sending him back to me." Mike explained.
Chase agreed to the favors and began walking out of the shack with Mike and his Abra.
"So, all I have to do is tell Abra to teleport me to Cinnabar Island, and I'll be there in a few seconds?" Chase was trying to assure the instructions.
"Yes. That's all there is to it." Mike said.
"OK." Chase happily replied. He looked at the Abra and smiled. "Well Abra. Ready to help me get my journey underway?" Abra nodded and gave a slight yawn. Chase chuckled at the sight. "OK. Oh by the way Mike, I'll send the Pokeflute back as well." Chase added before leaving.
"No need Chase. Keep it. Who knows when you might need it on your Pokemon journey." Mike insisted.
"OK, thanks. Well then…Abra, teleport me to Cinnabar Island!" Chase called out.
With those words, Abra began levitating off the ground and started flashing. Chase was doing the same along with Abra, and then, in a blink of an eye, they both disappeared into thin air.
"Good luck Chase. I know you'll do well." Mike said to himself.
He coughed a bit and returned to his shack. Meanwhile, on the shores of Cinnabar Island, flashes of light appear pretty close to the shore as Chase and Abra appear.
"Now that was an experience I'll never forget." Chase said enjoyed about the travel. He then looked around and realized that he and Abra arrived at Cinnabar Island. "So, this is the famous Cinnabar Island?" Chase asked himself. A breeze blew by as tumbleweed pass through the shops of Cinnabar Island. A sweatdrop appeared on Chase's forehead as he looked at the quiet and empty island. "I thought Cinnabar Island was a tourist attraction just like Seafoam Island. What happened here?" Chase wondered. Abra just shrugged and decided to take a quick nap. "Oh, that's right, good idea Abra. You rest here while I look around for a while. Then we'll head on to Pallet Town."
Chase departed from Abra for the moment and walked down a path that led to some shops lined up in rows. As Chase looked at each shop, he noticed signs hanging on each one.
"OUT OF BUSINESS!"
"CONDEMNED!"
"MOVED TO NEW LOCATION!"
Chase frowned to see such a sad sight.
'How could such a magical place be so solitary and empty?' Chase thought to himself.
As he was about to leave, Chase noticed one shop with a sign that caught his eye.
"GOING OUT OF BUSINESS! GIVING EVERYTHING PRATICALLY AWAY!"
Chase thought for a while and decided to enter the shop. As he entered, he looked around and noticed shelves full of Pokeballs of different colors, potions of different shape and color, and other items, which seemed familiar to Chase.
'Nice inventory.' Chase thought to himself.
He then looked at the counter and noticed someone with his head down, sleeping peacefully. Chase, wondering if he should disturb the man, quietly walked towards him and slightly tapped him.
"E…Excuse me. S…Sir?" Chase said quietly.
Feeling something tapping him and hearing an unfamiliar voice, the man woke up slowly and noticed Chase. As soon as he laid eyes on Chase, he jumped up quickly and began dancing with joy. A sweatdrop formed on the back of Chase's head as he smiled uncomfortably at the sight.
"A CUSTOMER! WE FINALLY HAVE A CUSTOMER!" The man yelled out.
Suddenly, the shop began to shake wildly, like a bull in a China shop, as people came out running from the back of the shop excitedly and surrounding Chase
"Pokeballs, Greatballs, Ultraballs! Need help catching Pokemon? This is the place!" A woman exclaims happily.
"Potions, Super Potions, Ultra Potions! Not near a Pokemon Center? Heal your Pokemon yourself until you can get to a Pokemon Center!" A man hysterically explains.
"Pokefood! Food of all types for Pokemon such as Venonat, Bellossom, Ekans, etc… They'll love it!" A little girl cries out with glee.
Chase shakes his hands nervously and shakes his head.
"No. No. I am not a customer. I just came in here to ask you about Cinnabar Island." He replied. Behind the owners of the shop, a purple surrounding appears, as their faces turn purple in discontent. They lower their heads and begin walking back to the back room of the shop. "Wait! Please don't go! I need some information."
They all stop and decide to turn around and talk to Chase.
"You are wondering what happened to Cinnabar Island, correct?" The man from the counter asked.
"Yes. I remember this place being very lively. How come it is so empty now?" Chase asks concernedly.
"Well, it wasn't too long ago that this happened. A few years back, the whole island was busy doing whatever needed to be done when all of a sudden, the volcano began shaking, as if it was going to erupt." The woman, who had mentioned the Pokeballs, began saying.
"At first the whole island thought it was Blaine's Magmar who was battling a trainer's Pokemon. So, we paid little attention to the volcano." The man, who had mentioned about the potions, said.
"But then, lava had begun to spew from the volcano, and flow down the side. We began panicking. I was scared." The little girl, who had mentioned about the Pokefood, said.
"How terrible! Was anyone hurt?" Chase asked nervously.
"No. Everyone was fine. But unfortunately, the lava burnt down houses and shops. Almost everything was wiped out. So the only solution most people had was to evacuate and move on to other places. And after hearing about the volcano erupting, people didn't even bother coming to the island, for they feared that the volcano could erupt any moment again." The man from the counter said.
"And what about Blaine and Magmar? Did they survive?" Chase asks.
The owners of the shop shrug as they look at each other and then to Chase.
"We honestly don't know. No records of him or his Magmar were shown of dying or living." The woman replies.
Po-Gi-Z: Woah! Just like that, Cinnabar Island is no more. That really bites!
Chase: More than you know. Now that means I have one less badge to earn.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Nods:: Yeah. Do you think Blaine and Magmar are still out there somewhere?
Chase: Don't know. But, knowing you, I don't think that you would mention them gone without at least somehow bringing them back.
Po-Gi-Z: How about that Mike character? He was nice to give you that Abra. ::He quickly changed the subject::
Mike: Why thank you? ::Coughs:: I try to be a good civilian.
Chase: Yeah. Not many of them around often. I really appreciate the help.
Abra: ::Snoring by Chase's feet::
Mike: ::Chuckles:: Sometimes I think Abra is a dog type Pokemon.
Chase: ::A Sweatdrop rolls down the back of his head:: As long as I don't have to walk him, I am OK.
Po-Gi-Z: ::Shudders at the thought:: OK. Let's end this conversation before it takes a turn for the worst. So, Chase now seems to have another dilemna on his hands. Not too much, but who could ignore the fact of people in need of help? And, is he going to get to Pallet Town soon, or help re-build some of Cinnabar Island? Where are Blaine and Magmar? Get ready for the Chapter 3. Behind Schedule. Please review.