Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I do own a few characters: Kimira (pronounced kee-mih-ruh), Ash jr., Tiko (pronounced tee-kow),Cole (yes, I know, it's been used before), and Taika (pronounced tay-ka). All other characters belong to the owners of Pokemon.
Chapter 3
A few weeks had passed. Kimira was well on her way. On her first day away from home, she'd met a young boy named Cole. Pika ruined his special mountain bike (a/n: sound familiar?), therefore, he followed her, to make sure she got him a new mountain bike (and possibly for other reasons).
"Why on earth won't you leave me alone, Cole?" Kimira said.
"You owe me a mountain bike. And you will get me one. Got it?" Cole replied.
"Whatever," Kimira said. She broke into a run, trying to leave him in her dust. Her long black hair blew backwards, and her aqua blue eyes glinted since she thought she'd left him far behind. She was the fastest runner in her age group back home, so it was quite likely she had. But likely wasn't enough to stop Cole. He ran to catch up, and was in front of her in mere seconds.
"Ok, so you've proved you can't beat me in a race, as well as that you don't realize you can't get away from me without getting me a new bike," Cole said, stopping and turning around. Not seeing that he had stopped, Kimira literally ran into him, knocking them both down. Kimira instantly jumped up, but Cole got up a little more slowly.
"Are you ok?" Kimira asked, slightly worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Cole said, "Why? Why do you care?"
"It was my fault you fell, of course I'm going to be a little worried," Kimira replied.
"So, where are you headed next, anyway?" Cole said.
"Cerulean, to the new gym there. Oh, and in case you didn't know, my mom used to be the gym leader there, but she quit. I heard there's a fire-type gym there now," Kimira said.
"Please don't go to Cerulean. I… uh… I heard Team Rocket has been there a lot recently. It could be dangerous," Cole said.
"I can handle it," Kimira replied.