I just thought I would inform everyone that I have not seen very many episodes of the show. Most of my experience in pokemon comes from playing the games (RBYS). I also draw some of my inspiration for this fic from Farla's stories. Try reading some of them. They'll really change the way you view the pokemon world. Enough talk. Here's chapter 2!
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Chapter 2 - Hailey
written by She Who Walks the Night
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Faint human voices filtered through my unconsciousness. They seemed to come from a long distance away, but I knew they were close. Slowly I opened my eyes, blinking a few times at the bright light. My captor was speaking with a female human. I took this opportunity to take in my surroundings.
I stood inside a locked cage, but thankfully it is not one of those horrid balls. Those things are torture for someone who is used to the wide valleys, to being able to run for the sheer joy of it, to being able to lie down when weary.
Other cages surrounded me, containing injured and sick pokemon. I surmised that the human female was some sort of healer, for who else would keep so many ill pokemon in one place? A rattata, an ekans, a magikarp, a pidgey, a spearow, these and others I knew of. But there were others I did not know. I would know their like eventually, I knew, for I was a trainer's pokemon now.
I turned my attention back to the humans in time to hear the healer explain, "Your ponyta is a young female. She seems strong and did not sustain much damage when you caught her. She should be efficient in whatever you plan to use her for."
Use me. Is that what my new trainer wanted? To use me? If I was to be this human's captive, I wanted a friend, not just someone to use me.
"Thank you, Joy," my trainer said. "If she will allow it, she will battle for me."
If I will allow it? That didn't sound like the stories the elders told.
"I'm sure she'll battle for you, Hailey," the healer, Joy, answered.
What makes you so sure, healer? Maybe I don't want to spend the rest of my life fighting in pointless battles just so that a human can call him- or herself pokemon master.
"I hope she will. I want to be her friend, and in the spirit of friendship, perhaps she will battle for me," my captor, Hailey, said.
This girl, Hailey, didn't sound at all like the humans from the elders' stories. If I hadn't had so much faith in what the elders said, I would have thought that they might be wrong.
Finally, Hailey approached my cage, Joy walking after her. I backed away from them, glaring at them from the back of my cage. Hailey held out a hand, but I continued to glare at her.
"She will be a difficult one," my jailer said to the healer. Then she addressed me, "Little one, I only want to be your friend. I will call you Blaze for your fiery spirit."
Blaze? I snorted in contempt. The name could not compare to my wild name. No matter how long I stayed with this human, I would always think of myself as Firestorm.
Hailey sighed. "Joy, could you open the cage? I need to be leaving, and I wish to take Blaze with me."
The healer complied, unlatching the door and opening it. Before I could react, I heard the dreaded word.
"Return," Hailey said.
The red light returned, and back into the hated pokeball I went.
I could not decide what to think of my new trainer. She had spoken to me as though she knew I was intelligent, saying that she wished to befriend me, giving me a name. I suppose I must give her some credit for this. From what the elders had told me, most trainers would not have done this thing. However, she had captured me and imprisoned me in the pokeball. I would have plenty of time to sort it out as my time with Hailey continued.
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I thought it would be a good idea to write about how the trainer, Hailey, treated Firestorm while at the Pokemon Center. At another time, I will reveal how Hailey acts toward Firestorm after leaving the Center. I will also give information about Hailey's other pokemon. Until then, please review!!!
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Chapter 2 - Hailey
written by She Who Walks the Night
*~*~*~*
Faint human voices filtered through my unconsciousness. They seemed to come from a long distance away, but I knew they were close. Slowly I opened my eyes, blinking a few times at the bright light. My captor was speaking with a female human. I took this opportunity to take in my surroundings.
I stood inside a locked cage, but thankfully it is not one of those horrid balls. Those things are torture for someone who is used to the wide valleys, to being able to run for the sheer joy of it, to being able to lie down when weary.
Other cages surrounded me, containing injured and sick pokemon. I surmised that the human female was some sort of healer, for who else would keep so many ill pokemon in one place? A rattata, an ekans, a magikarp, a pidgey, a spearow, these and others I knew of. But there were others I did not know. I would know their like eventually, I knew, for I was a trainer's pokemon now.
I turned my attention back to the humans in time to hear the healer explain, "Your ponyta is a young female. She seems strong and did not sustain much damage when you caught her. She should be efficient in whatever you plan to use her for."
Use me. Is that what my new trainer wanted? To use me? If I was to be this human's captive, I wanted a friend, not just someone to use me.
"Thank you, Joy," my trainer said. "If she will allow it, she will battle for me."
If I will allow it? That didn't sound like the stories the elders told.
"I'm sure she'll battle for you, Hailey," the healer, Joy, answered.
What makes you so sure, healer? Maybe I don't want to spend the rest of my life fighting in pointless battles just so that a human can call him- or herself pokemon master.
"I hope she will. I want to be her friend, and in the spirit of friendship, perhaps she will battle for me," my captor, Hailey, said.
This girl, Hailey, didn't sound at all like the humans from the elders' stories. If I hadn't had so much faith in what the elders said, I would have thought that they might be wrong.
Finally, Hailey approached my cage, Joy walking after her. I backed away from them, glaring at them from the back of my cage. Hailey held out a hand, but I continued to glare at her.
"She will be a difficult one," my jailer said to the healer. Then she addressed me, "Little one, I only want to be your friend. I will call you Blaze for your fiery spirit."
Blaze? I snorted in contempt. The name could not compare to my wild name. No matter how long I stayed with this human, I would always think of myself as Firestorm.
Hailey sighed. "Joy, could you open the cage? I need to be leaving, and I wish to take Blaze with me."
The healer complied, unlatching the door and opening it. Before I could react, I heard the dreaded word.
"Return," Hailey said.
The red light returned, and back into the hated pokeball I went.
I could not decide what to think of my new trainer. She had spoken to me as though she knew I was intelligent, saying that she wished to befriend me, giving me a name. I suppose I must give her some credit for this. From what the elders had told me, most trainers would not have done this thing. However, she had captured me and imprisoned me in the pokeball. I would have plenty of time to sort it out as my time with Hailey continued.
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I thought it would be a good idea to write about how the trainer, Hailey, treated Firestorm while at the Pokemon Center. At another time, I will reveal how Hailey acts toward Firestorm after leaving the Center. I will also give information about Hailey's other pokemon. Until then, please review!!!