The Journey Called Pokemon

By: Po-Gi-Z

Po-Gi-Z: Thanks for the reviews everyone. You don't know how happy you have made me to see you are actually enjoying my story. OK, I have a few things to mention before this chapter gets started. 1) Cyrus will be co-hosting today along with Chase.

Cyrus: ALL RIGHT! What do I do? What do I do?

Po-Gi-Z: Just act normally. Why not mention the second thing I was going to say?

Cyrus: O...OK. Po-Gi-Z wanted to also mention that those who guessed about the Pokemon Chase was to receive provided some good guesses. ::He thought for a moment:: But who guessed right?

Po-Gi-Z: Unfortunately, no one guessed right. But, I just decided to put everyone in a specific category to show how close they were. In fourth place was the guess for Eevee. I LOVE EEVEE! All of the evolutions especially! But, it wasn't the Pokemon Chase was going to get.

Chase: Oh well. One down. ::He frowned sadly::

Cyrus: Third was my guess for Mew. Aww...I was hoping it would be Mew.

Po-Gi-Z: Yeah but, in my story, Legendary Pokemon are too powerful to capture. No one will ever own one in my story. No gym leaders, no trainers, nobody. We will see them on our adventures, but never have someone control them.

All Characters: ::They snap their fingers in disappointment::DARN!

Chase: In second place was the guess for Abra. Nice thinking! Since I had one with me it only seemed natural for either that one or another Abra to be my first Pokemon. Congratulations! And in first place was the guess for Slowpoke. Slowpoke was the closest guess to the actual Pokemon I was going to get. Even though it may not have been the exact Pokemon, Numbah6 wins the guessing game!

Po-Gi-Z: The clue in the title of the next chapter was Confusion. The Pokemon Chase receives has the ability to use that attack.

Cyrus: Ooh! Interesting!

Chase: Finally, the last thing Po-Gi-Z wanted to mention was his story. Before when he first posted his story on Fanfiction.Net nobody would review. Only a few people would, like 3. After that, nobody kept it up. After he changed his format and had all this chit chat, as some of the reviewers called it, he has received more reviews and more people reading his story. He apologizes if the chit chat is too much, but without it, he probably won't receive any reviews or anyone to read the story.

Po-Gi-Z: This was my last resort. If no one was going to read my story by this time, I would have never posted it on here again, or any story for that matter. So, I am sorry. I will try to cut back on the chit chat, but I can't make any promises. Besides, it wouldn't be fair since I just added a new co-host.

Cyrus: Besides, why not have the chit chat? All you reviewers might have your characters in some of this chit chat. Po-Gi-Z likes to have his reviewers included whether it be a character they created or to enjoy the contests and surveys he does.

Chase: Yeah! Who knows? ^_^

Po-Gi-Z: OK. Cyrus, would you please work on the Disclaimer today?

Cyrus: ::He nodded::
Disclaimer: Po-Gi-Z does not own Pokemon. He never has, but we can't say he never will. Who knows? Maybe he can work with the inventors one day. Yet, Po-Gi-Z's characters are of his own will. He created them, them along with areas and new items.

Po-Gi-Z: Nice touch with the whole might work with the inventors thing.

Chapter 5: Confusion Over The Solution

"Well, will the machine be able to select a Pokemon for me?" Chase asked excitedly.

"Yes. All I need is for you to tell me all you can about yourself and I'll just type it into the computer." Oak said.

"All right." Chase said as he began to think about himself and everything he is and isn't. "Well, suave, debonair, kind, gentle, sweet, loveable…"
As Chase continued on with the list, Professor Oak typed along. Abra suddenly awoke from his nap, took out a fan, and began fanning himself, trying to cool off from the hot air.

"OK." Oak said as a sweatdrop appears on his forehead and he rolls his eyes. "Now the Pokemon Picker Machine should start selecting your ideal Pokemon match."
The monitor suddenly turns on, commencing to flash several pictures of Pokemon. As it begins to slow down, it suddenly comes to a halt and flashes andX' symbol.
"NO MATCH! BEEP! NO MATCH!" The computer responds.

Chase, shocked by the recent outcome, panics and thinks he will not receive a Pokemon.
"Oh no! What will I do? I need a Pokemon." Chase hysterically worries.

"Chase, calm down son." Oak says sitting down the frantic Chase. "The only reason why the computer did not find a match for you was because you did not give a 'total' analysis about yourself." Chase hangs his head low and nods understanding what Professor Oak was saying. "Now, be honest and give me the 'real' you."

"OK." Chase agreed. "Honest, stubborn, narrow minded, imaginative, talkative, unselfish, controlling…"
And the list continued.

"Very well. Now, we'll see which Pokemon is well suited for you." Oak replied. The monitor once again turns on and flashes several pictures of Pokemon. Slowly and more slowly it begins to flash the pictures of Pokemon, letting Oak and Chase identify each one. Then the monitor flashes one Pokemon at a time. Snubbull, next a Ponyta, followed by a Pineco, and then finally stops on a Mankey.
'DING!'
Professor Oak looks at the monitor and nods. "I guess that settles it. Mankey will be your new Pokemon. I'll step into the back room and get its Pokeball for you."

Oak walks into the back room and disappears from sight for a while. Chase looks at Oak leaving and then stares at the monitor. A frown crosses his face, but Chase tries to force out a smile.

"Well…I guess Mankey is my new Pokemon after all." Chase said to himself. He lowered his head as a sniffle escaped from his nose. "It's not that I don't want Mankey. But, I wish I had at least a water type Pokemon." Another sniffle escapes Chase's nose and a tear can be seen in his right eye as it rolls down and falls from his cheek. It falls slowly and lands on the keyboard attached to the machine. It lands on the 'ENTER' button on the keyboard. Suddenly, the monitor began flashing randomly once more. The picture of the Mankey disappeared and a picture of a Psyduck appeared in its place.
'DING!'
Chase looked up at the monitor, startled to hear the bell. His eyes sparkled with delight as soon as he noticed that the new picture on the monitor was a Psyduck, instead of a Mankey. "Pr…Professor Oak! Come quick!" Chase cried out. Hearing the call from Chase, Oak rushed over to him and wondered what the matter was. "Look at this! It changed from a Mankey to a Psyduck! I get a Psyduck instead of a Mankey! Yeah!" Chase shouted with enthusiasm.

Professor Oak raised one eyebrow at Chase and did a double take when looking at the monitor.
"Are you sure that the computer, you know, did this on its own?" Oak asked. Chase was busy still celebrating about receiving a different Pokemon that he did not hear Oak's question. Shrugging and deciding to take Chase's word, and especially the computer's, Oak smiled and reentered the back room to fetch the Psyduck Chase rightfully deserves. Chase finally calmed down and took in a deep breath and relaxed.

"I never thought I could be so happy in my life." Chase said to himself. He then looked around to notice Professor Oak was not there once again. Chase smiled. "I guess Professor Oak is getting my Psyduck now."
Waiting patiently, Chase just walked over to a window and looked outside to notice the different Pokemon roaming around in the pasture that Professor Oak had created for each type of Pokemon. Chase saw a hoard of Ledyba flying around some flower patches, some Clefairy dancing around the lake, while some Mantine float in the lake happily. Smiling at such a pleasant sight, Chase turns around and continues to wait for Professor Oak. After a few minutes of waiting patiently, Professor Oak returns. But, instead of just a Pokeball with him, Oak has many more items along with him.
"Professor, what is it that you are carrying?" Chase asks curiously and confusingly wondering where the Pokeball that contains Psyduck is.

"Oh these?" Oak reassures by looking at his hands. "These are some items that I hand to all beginning trainers. One item I hand out is the new and improved version of the Pokedex, which I call, Pokechex, which provides much more information on Pokemon and other important subjects. I also provide a bag of Rare Candies. Sweet as they are, Pokemon adore them and benefit from them by raising one level and becoming stronger. And of course, the all ever popular Pokeballs, including one Ultraball which I hand out to all trainers." Professor Oak explains and hands the items to Chase.

"Thanks again Professor Oak. Now I have a great beginning on my Pokemon journey. With this Ultraball especially, I can now capture any Pokemon that is difficult to capture with the regular Pokeball." Chase happily says. He then looks at the bag of Rare Candies and looks back to Oak. "Professor, how many Rare Candies did you give me?"

"I gave you ten. I believe ten is a very well rounded number. Besides, most trainers prefer their Pokemon to evolve and become stronger on their own, rather than have the help of the candies." Oak answers.

"Understandable indeed." Chase replies. He then looks at the Pokeballs given to him. "Professor, sorry to ask another question but, which Pokeball contains my new Psyduck?"

"This one right here." Professor Oak responds by removing his hands from behind his back and revealing the Pokeball. "Inside is your new Pokemon."
Professor Oak hands the Pokeball to Chase who quickly puts all the items given to him in his knapsack so he could just carry the Psyduck filled Pokeball in his hands. He takes the Pokeball from Oak's hand and looks at it with awe.

"Well, here goes nothing." Chase says. He takes off his sunglasses, twirls the Pokeball on his right index finger and pushes it into the air. "Psyduck, come on out!"
As the Pokeball twirls in mid-air, it opens to reveal a flash of white light. As the flash of light grows dimmer, it reveals a yellow figure with a big bill and small webbed feet.

"Psyduck?" Psyduck says confusingly as he tips his head to the side and places his right webbed foot on his right cheek.

Chase smiled at the sight and marveled at the thought of owning such a great Pokemon. Chase kneels down and is at eye level with Psyduck. Professor Oak clears his throat.

"Allow me to introduce you to your new trainer Psyduck." Oak says. Psyduck turns around and looks at Professor Oak and then at Chase once again. "This is Chase Star. I hope both of you become a great team."

Chase continues to smile as he rubs Psyduck's head softly.
"I hope we can become great friends Psyduck." Chase hopefully says.

Psyduck shuts his eyes and smiles happily at the sensation of his head being tickled.
"Psyduck." Psyduck happily says.

Chase: WOW! A Psyduck! I like it! I like it!

Po-Gi-Z: I knew you would. ::He said with a smile::

Cyrus: Hmmm...never would have seen that coming. This Psyduck won't be like the one with Misty right?

Po-Gi-Z: ::Shrugs:: Who knows? He might be, or might not be. Just keep on reading and you'll find out.

Chase: I want to battle. Somebody find me a trainer to battle.

Po-Gi-Z: Calm down Chase. You need to train your Psyduck first before you can battle trainers, or for that matter, capture Pokemon.

Cyrus: I have another question. You mentioned Rare Candies. Is Chase going to rely on the candies to improve the stats of his Psyduck and any other Pokemon?

Professor Oak: I can answer this. Rare Candies do raise the stats of a Pokemon, but just because they do that does not mean that Chase can't raise his Psyduck in his own way.

Chase: That's right. I will only give the Pokemon a Rare Candy as a treat, not because I want them to evolve or get stronger. I rely on the power I teach them and the power they use, rather than what lies in a candy.

Cyrus: I see. I'm glad to hear that. So when is the next chapter coming up?

Po-Gi-Z: Probably after the weekend is over. I won't delay too long.

Everyone: WHAT IS IT GOING TO BE NAMED?

Po-Gi-Z: ::Jumps back:: Well aren't you nosy?

Hope you all don't feel sad when this chapter comes up. The chapter when we have to say...
Chapter 6: Good-bye Abra