Callima ~Beginning

Now bolstered with confidence after his capture of a Pikachu, Radic felt better. He didn't only have Accident anymore! He had another Pokémon! A very powerful one to take out all those Scythers...
As much as it gave him bad memories, Radic managed to catch the lead Scyther as it was helpless. This, in reality, made him actually own three Pokémon, but he didn't like counting the Scyther. He kept it sealed away in his Pokébox and his mind, trying to let the horrible experience leave him.
But now Radic was in front of Mt. Moon. Although he had seen many things on his way here, he was unable to catch anything but a Pidgey and a Caterpie. And these he didn't consider his Pokémon either. Not in the emotional sense.
For Radic, there was a feeling. Whenever he saw a certain Pokémon, he felt a kind of bond towards it. This only happened to few Pokémon, and Radic knew this meant that those would someday be his REAL Pokémon. They would someday be his real friends. He was on this journey to defeat Red, surely, but he also was on this trip for self-fulfillment. When he stared at the numerous posters and toys everyone in his town seemed to have, he felt empty. When he stared at the faces which gave him the peculiar feeling, he felt sad. The feeling was a flush of great happiness...but only looking at the picture or figures of these Pokémon made him feel that he needed them more. He needed these, he felt. He needed these Pokémon that made him feel this way...that way he wouldn't be lonely...even if he lost. He knew some trainers (particularly Red, who joked about Pokémon alot when they were younger, much to Radic's confusion) who claimed that if they lost in the Pokémon League or some other kind of battle, how devastated they would be. Radic wanted to avoid that and keep his Pokémon as his friends. Deep inside he knew he would be very dissapointed if he lost, but if he got these Pokémon which gave him a feeling of warmth and happiness, he might be able to avoid the unpleasantness of losing for the love of friends. He tried to remind himself how important that was, but in his mind, there always was the face of Red...mocking him...laughing at him. He wanted to beat Red...he wanted to beat everyne...he didn't want to lose. But he knew that he should be able to accept lose graciously, but he wasn't sure if he could...or if he wanted to...
"Squirtle squirt?" Accident said, pulling on his jeans. Radic looked down, looking embarrassed.
"I'm sorry Accident, I got lost in thought." Radic sighed. He looked down at Accident, who looked back with large, grey-blue eyes. He felt the Feeling come over him, and he kneeled.
"Accident, I want to tell you something."
"Squirtle?" Accident looked confused, but not by much. He knew his trainer was frequented often by wild mood-swings and un-predictable changes of plan. Accident kept staring and he felt his trainer take his paws in his hands.
"You know Red's Squirtle?" he said. Accident nodded.
"He put him in a box, you remember, right?" Accident nodded again. "He replaced him with a Rattata."
Accident nodded, and felt a sudden feeling of dread and worry come over him. It startled him and caused him to shiver. Radic looked concerned, but he wanted to continue his speech.
"He put his first Pokémon away...most likely he won't use it again. I...don't understand that, Accident. You're my friend...I don't want to put aside one of my first Pokémon for some other one!"
"Squirt!" Accident said, looking serious. Radic seemed lost in thought, then he brightened suddenly.
"Accident, let's make a promise!" Radic said quickly. Accident, startled, blinked for a few moments, but then nodded.
"Promise me that we'll be friends forever. Promise me you'll NEVER let me forget that! Promise me you won't let me put you aside!" Radic said.
Accident agreed readily, but Radic wasn't done.
"In return, Accident, I promise...no, I solemnly SWEAR, that I will NEVER ever take you out my team...you will always be my main Pokémon, my front line! I will NEVER let you spend your life in a Pokéball at Prof. Oaks!"
Accident, touched by this devotion, hugged his trainer. He originally had the feeling he hadn't been wanted (being called Accident had that effect on you), but now he felt important.
"Squirtle squirtle squirt squirt squirtle, squir squirt squirle! Le squirtle!"
"Really, Accident? You mean it?" Radic said, staring down at his Pokémon. He smiled. "If you want...I won't change your name either. But why?"
Accident then went into a long discourse, most of which Radic understood, but some of it he knew were Squirtle metaphors that were beyond his grasp. He knew that Pokémon had mannerism's and language's of their own, and sometimes they weren't meant for humans. But he tried.
"When you first got me..." Radic interpreted from Accident's speech, "you called me Accident out of contempt and anger. Anger at Red. You had feelings like waves, always following the moon. But now, you say that you trust me, and I trust you. I don't think I'm a Accident, I was meant to be taken by you. But keep my name...I want it to keep in my mind memories of the moonlight on moving water. I want to remember the crashing of waves...spray in my face...water on my shell. You're a lagoon...deep but the moon is so clear on your surface..."
Radic listened intently, and made a mental note of what Accident said and decided he would try to interpret it later. It didn't make sense...to him. Accident smiled brightly at him, and Radic smiled back.
"Ready to go in, Accident?" he asked. Accident smiled and nodded, and the entered the deep darkness of Mt. Moon.
Radic wondered mentally if the bad luck that had pursued him outside would follow him inside. He hoped not...he wanted lots of Pokémon to fight Red with...
Thinking about that got him thinking about what Pokémon he wanted on his team. He didn't know their names...he was still a novice. But he would know as soon as he layed eyes on the Pokémon...he wouldn't have to know it's name. It happened to him with Nova...and with Accident...who would be next?
"Parrrras?" he heard a small voice saw next to him. It sounded small and frightened, and the R was slightly rolled. Radic looked around, but in the inky blackness he couldn't see very far.
"Parrras parrras? Parrrrass...." the voice continued. Radic decided it had to be a Pokémon, and he should probably catch it. But how could you catch something that you couldn't see?
"Parrrrass..." the voice said, sounding closer. He felt something prick him through his jeans, and he stepped back, startled. Accident moved forward.
"Squirtle squirtle!" he said, but the voice didn't reply. Accident looked around, frustrated, but couldn't find his opponent.
Radic, stepping back as quickly as he did, was bound to trip, and trip he did. Radic, naturally clumsy by nature, swiftly slipped on a small rock and fell flat. The breath knocked out of him, Radic lay stunned, trying to focus on breathing. His lungs failed to respond, it seemed, and Radic panicked. Then he felt something small crawl upwards onto his chest, and Radic would have screamed if he had the power. Small legs braced themselves and he felt something near his face.
"Parrras?" it said. Radic, unable to see the Pokémon, was terrified, and found himself reaching for the only other Pokéball on his belt. It rolled away from his un-responsive fingers, rolling away. As it rolled, it traveled over a small rock. This small rock managed to depress the button, and the Pokéball opened with a flash of yellow energy.
"Pika!" Nova cried, breaking free from his Pokéball prison. "Pika pika..." Nova brushed off his leather jacket and looked around.
"Nova!" Radic managed to gasp. "Nova, light!"
"Pika? Pika pika?" Nova said, confused. He hopped closer. Apparently, the Pikachu could see the Pokémon on Radic's chest more clearly then Radic or Accident, and it's eyes narrowed.
"PikaaaaCHUUUUUU!" Nova shrieked, sending forth a bolt of electricity at the dark form.
"PARRRRRAS!" it screamed, flying into a nearby wall.
"Squirtle squirtle!" Accident ran to Radic and pushed him upwards, patting his back. Radic coughed and managed to get his breath back. He looked at the cave, now brightly lit by Nova's flying sparks. Nova had the enemy cornered against a wall, sparking furiously.
"Pika pikachu! Pi pi pika pika! Pikachu pika pika Chu!" Nova said smugly, sitting up and waving a reproving paw at the Pokémon. The crab-like creature cowered against the wall, it's mushrooms covered with ash.
Radic grimaced at Nova's speech.
"That's very...egotistical." he thought to himself. The Pokémon stood up and snapped it's claws.
"Parrrras!" it said. Radic wondered. He vaugely remembered something about a Pokémon called a Paras. This must be it.
Nova began sparking again, lighting the entire area with bright white and yellow light. The Paras was fully lit, and Radic gasped.
Pulling at his heart, making him tremble....it was the Feeling. He knew it as he saw the tiny Pokémon hissing and giving it's fighting call. This was one of the chosen...one of his future companions. He stared.
"Squirtle Squirtle!" Accident dashed forward, joining Nova.
"Parrrras parrrras parrras!" the Paras said angrily.
"It does have a point..." Radic said, standing unsteadily to his feet. He looked at the Pokémon, feeling a incredible need for it. "It is sort of unfair...Accident, go and attack it first. Feel free to do whatever attack as you please, just don't Faint it." Radic said. He didn't quite have the comprehension for actual attack commands. Accident turned and waved a paw at him. Radic smiled. At least his forgetfulness would probably be interpreted as a sign that he trusted Accident more. That would be true anyway, but this was a more visible sign.
"Pika..." Nova said, sulking. "Pikachu pi pi pikachu..."
"Yes, you cornered it...so let Accident have a turn..." Radic said, calling the Pikachu to him. Nova hopped into his lap and sat and watched with him.
"Parrrras!" the Paras said, hopping to one side. Accident hopped along with it, taking a deep breath. The Paras lept and scratched Accident across the face with it's claws.
"Squir!" Accident said, wincing. He released a powerful stream of bubbles at the Paras, knocking it across the floor. Radic watched with concern. He didn't want Accident to hurt himself. The Paras struggled back to it's spindly legs.
"Parrrrras!" it said angrily, latching onto Accident's leg. Surprised, Accident began to hop in circles, trying to shake the now glowing-white Paras. The Paras seemed more healthy, while Accident seemed weaker. Finally kicking the Pokémon, Accident, furious, now ran straight for the Paras, tackling it into a wall. The Paras collapsed on the floor, twitching slightly.
"Parrrr...." it said weakly, trying to stand.
Radic, as silently as possible, grabbed a Pokéball from his backpack and tossed it at the Paras. It hit it directly in the back, reforming it into a bright flowing red energy and locking it into the Pokéball. It fell on the floor, shaking back and forth.
Radic could feel that this Paras was very important...that someday the Paras would be a incredibly important Pokémon to his team...and to him.
Ding...
Radic waited, watching carefully. He held his breath.
Ding...
Nova watched distractedly, brushing dust of his jacket.
Ding...
Accident raised a paw to his face and found a small trickle of blood running down. It returned it's gaze to the Pokéball.
DING!
The Pokéball stopped moving.
"Name your Paras?" his Pokédex said to him. Radic looked down at it. He thought carefully as he walked over and picked up the Pokéball. He stared at it.
"Callima."