Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. Nintendo does. This story isn't written to make profit, or even to get attention from girls. It is simply written for entertainment and to keep myself busy. The main characters are mine however (except for professor Oak and some Jenny's and Joy's) and I would appreciate it if you wouldn't use it without my approval.

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Chapter 11 – Going downhill too fast

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I stretched and arched my back when I emerged in the sun light on the other side of Mount Moon. There was no apparent road from the cave but a few meters down, a small trail began. I jumped down the ledges, carefully looking I didn't place my feet at the wrong place and I reached the trail easily. When I looked up, I saw there was no way I could get back into Mount Moon this way, so I either found another way back in, or I continued to Cerulean. Of course I continued to Cerulean. A few ledges further the trail began to grow wider and my surroundings more open. I felt good so when I saw two men coming up from the other side, I raised my hand to greet them. One of them reached in his long black coat and then I remembered Oak's warning about those two Rockets who had been at his door. I jumped of the road just before he started shooting. I slid down the rocks, causing a small avalanche and tried to find some cover from these guys. I had no idea who they were, but that didn't mean I was going to let myself be shot! I found a small alcove under a rock and hid in there while falling stones indicated my pursuers were close behind. I hoped they hadn't seen me duck in here or I was toast.

"Fuck! He's gone!"

"Why did you have to start shooting? I don't think the boss wants him dead!"

"Because of Marc, the bastard caused the whole operation to fail and almost had Marc caught, remember?"

"Yes he did, but…"

"But nothing, I'm not gonna kill him, I'm just gonna make sure he won't be running away anymore."

That was comforting.

"Hey, I'm not against hurting him, but you should have waited until he was closer."

"He would have recognised us, I even think he did now."

"Possible, but… oh man, where the fuck is that little asshole?"

"You check that way, I go this way, he can't be far."

I heard them leave and waited another five minute to get out (okay, so maybe it was a minute, but I really don't have much patience. I ran where I thought Cerulean was and jumped down a ledge and twisted my ankle. I cursed, fell down and hoped nobody was around.

"Come out, you little fucker, so we can take you back! I've had enough of this."

Fuck, so much for nobody being around. Lawrence came out of his pokéball and jumped around, drawing the Rocket away.

"A Jigglypuff? But they don't come out on this side of Mount Moon, and our boy isn't really a collector, so what the fuck is going on here?" the Rocket with the long coat said.

I managed to circle him while he looked at Lawrence and I jumped him from behind. He dropped the gun and it fell of the ledge. Fucking great, now I had to take him on, man-to-man. He threw me against a rock and I even thought I heard something crack. He advanced on me and I knew I should have gotten a new knife. Just as he was to hit me, Lawrence jumped up and kicked the back of his knee. He got down on one knee and I kicked him in the face with my bad foot. I cried out in pain, but I recovered fast and pounded him in the face. He fell down and I fell next to him. I wanted to know who this guy was, so I tried to get up, and hit him in the face again. I took off his coat, hoping there was something of interest in it. I couldn't help myself and spat on his trimmed head. There, you fuckin' army loser dweeb or something. Fuck, I needed a place to crash, a safe place to crash. I got up, called Lawrence back and ran on with the black trenchcoat, direction (or so I was hoping) Cerulean.

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"Hey buddy, are you a trainer? I challenge… hey, are you alright?"

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I woke up in a soft bed in a white room which I thought was a good sign. I was stripped down to my boxers and t-shirt. My clothes were nowhere in sight, which I thought was a bad sign. I lifted the sheets to get a look at my ankle. A bandage was around it and it didn't hurt anymore. I got up and tried to stand on it. It could support my weight as long as I didn't overdo it. A quick inspection of the room showed me I was on the third floor (so much for jumping out of the window) and I saw some buzzer next to my bed. I pushed the button and paranoid as I am, waited next to the door, hopefully out of sight of whomever entered the room. Luckily for me it was a nurse.

"What? Where…" she looked around and saw me behind the door, "that's not nice, scaring me like that."

"I'm sorry, but if you knew how I got here…"

"As a matter of fact I do know," she said firmly, "you seem to have taken quite a fall and a trainer brought you here."

"Can I leave now?"

"It is best you stay here and rest a bit more."

"But first I have to do something."

"I'm sure that can wait until you've healed enough."

"I'm afraid not."

"You will rest!" she said with a tone that dared me to oppose her.

"Fine, I will rest, but could I make a phone call first?"

"Fine," she sighed and went outside to get me my cell phone.

"Could you tell me the number of the police station please? It has something to do with me pulling a knife at the nurse of Pewter."

Her face drew pale and she grabbed my phone and quickly left the room, firmly shutting my door. I couldn't help but crack a smile, despite the fact I was now unwillingly breaking the law. I sat back down on the bed and looked through the window since I had nothing better to do. Was it my imagination or did that plant down the street move? Yep, it moved! My hand shot down to grab my pokéde… fuck. I looked up when I heard the door open. Officer Jenny from Pewter came inside, along with a policewoman that looked similar to her (probably another niece of her).

"So Tony, what have you gotten yourself into this time?" she asked with a small grin.

"Get me my clothes back and that coat I had with me and I'll tell you everything I know." I sighed.

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Fifteen minutes later we sat down in the restaurant at the pokécentre and I just had told officer Jenny what professor Oak had told me on the phone and what happened to me when I left Mount Moon. I showed her the picture I had found in that guy's coat.

"I don't know much about pokémon, but it is possible it is that safari park in Fushia," she said after examining it closely, "are you going there?"

I nodded as I put the picture in my wallet.

"I'm planning on finding out who I am and why they are after me."

"If you need any help, call me."

I glanced over to her and smiled.

"Now that I think of it, you haven't even told me your name, I know your niece from Viridian is Katie, but yours…"

"It's Susan, but you can call me Sue." She replied with a smile.

"Well, Sue, if I ever need your assistance, I'll let you know."

"Fine, I'll then call my nieces to help you out."

Eh?

"So in case of trouble with the law, they can give me the benefit of the doubt." I tried.

"Exactly." She nodded.

Fuck, should have thought she meant something like this. Great, just because a beautiful woman offers me her help professionally I think she's flirting with me. Good going Tony.

"Anyway," I tried to fill up the akward silence (well, it was akward to me), "I saw some interesting pokémon outside, or at least I think that was a pokémon so I guess I'll try to catch some, since that's what I do."

"Fine," she suddenly seemed startled a bit, "you do that. I, eh, I should go too, the research team on Team Rocket is here and all the perps from Mount Moon are there and I should go check it out, see if there's anything they can tell me."

"Fine." I reacted and got up after a small nod as a goodbye. When I made my way to the door, I turned one last time and held up my hand as I opened the door and left the pokécentre. It was time to go get some pokémon.

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This blew. Chunks. Big chunks. I've been here for over three hours and I've caught nothing. I had kicked some trainer ass but no wild pokémon. How come there are no pokémon here?

"Hey dude, wanna battle? Oh it's you."

I turned around and saw Chubby. I didn't know his real name, but I had decided to call him chubby since I didn't know what else to call him. He wasn't really fat, but he was well rounded, so to speak. He was one of the first trainers I had clocked and he wasn't too happy about it. Maybe I should have called him Grumpy? Anyway, he sat down next to me in the grass and started whistling some horrible tune.

"Dude, I'm trying to get some pokémon." I told him.

"Well good luck, it's still day, there's no way there's a Gloom coming out now."

"Gloom?"

"Yeah, what kind of pokémon trainer are you? Glooms only come out at night."

"Isn't there anything else?"

"In the summer there are some Weepingbells, but now they're hibernating in the ground, with the cold and all, because it IS winter you know."

Strange, but after my whole stranded situation and swimming in ice cold water, these near zero degrees Celcius don't seem as chilly as I remember. Well, you know what I mean.

"I've had colder, so there's bound to be a Weepingbell around here somewhere, I saw one when I was at the hospital."

"So you're that guy that came all messed up from Mount Moon." He grinned.

"My ankle was sprain and my shoulder was bruised. Nothing that's permanent. In fact my shoulder is feeling much better already."

"And you're ankle?"

"I'll live."

I looked around, in a futile effort to find any pokémon, but to no avail.

"Fuck this. Isn't there anything else here?"

"Sandshrews, but they as well only come out in summertime."

"What about the gymleader?" I asked.

"Three gorgeous babes," Chubby grinned, "use water pokémon. So don't bring out rock or fire. Best thing to do is grass or electric."

I took out two pokéballs and let Shocker and Shockrat out.

"That means you two."

"Wow, you have two Pikachu?" Chubby's eyes grew wide.

I just nodded and grinned as they suddenly sniffed the air and ran off.

"What the?" I muttered as electric jolts buzzed through the air.

I ran off with chubby right behind as they tried to zap a creature similar to they but with scales on his back. A Sandshrew. I grabbed another pokéball and threw it.

"That won't do," Chubby said, "Sandshrews aren't affected by electric attacks, it's still at full health. He'll easily dodge it."

And indeed, the Sandshrew saw the ball coming and jumped back so it landed right in front of him. The ball opened and out came Lawrence who kicked him in the face. The Sandshrew didn't see that one coming and was thrown back. Shocker and Shockrat both jumped forward and sandwiched the Sandshrew. I reached under my coat and took an empty pokéball. With a satisfied grin I caught a Sandshrew at the time they were considered rare. Damn I'm good.