Angelic Phoenix, HI!! As for your question this is kinda like Ash's adventure, but it's not going to be the same thing over and over again. That's what maid me stop watching pokèmon, I hope I wont end up losing you attention that's what I'm trying to avoid.
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Sam ran home as fast as she could, Kenta clung as tightly as she could with out suffocating the girl to hold on. Reaching her house, she threw the doors open calling, "Mom, Mom! Look who professor oak gave me!"
"Tiidra!" Kenta exclaimed happily.
Her mother walked in to the living room caring a backpack. "It's wonderful to see you again, Kenta." Sam's mother said happily enough, but there was a hint of remorse hidden in her voice. She handed Sam the backpack. "I put everything you'll need in here."
"Thanks, Mom." Sam whispered softly. Her mother quickly embraced her.
"Now run along, you have a long journey ahead of you." Wordlessly Sam turned and left.
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Sam stood at the top of the hill looking over Pallet Town.
"Looks like we're on our own, eh?" She asked the Dratini sill wrapped loosely around her neck. Kenta nuzzled her cheek softly, but gave no other response. Sam stood there for another long minute until a strong wind blew past them. Suddenly awakened from her dream like state Sam swiped the serpentine pokèmon from around her neck into her arms and hugged it tightly, earning a surprised squeak from it. "Alright, that's our cue! Let's get going!"
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Two women stood at a fence. "I don't know haw you managed to do it Delia," The first said. "I can't even begin to imagine what might happen to my poor Sammy."
"I know how you feel Sylvia, it was so hard letting Ash leave, but they have to do what they have to do, that's what I told my self. Every night I pray that he's all right, and I know he will be, because he has Misty and Brock and of course Pikachu. They won't let any thing happen to him." Delia said reassuring her friend.
"Your right, if I know Kenta, she'll gladly give up her life in Sam's place." Sylvia paused. "Well, I best be going, Good-bye Delia it was nice speaking with you."
"It was nice speaking with you too, Good-bye."
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The binds where pulled shut, not letting the rays of the sun enter the singe room, doors and windows locked, making sure no one could interrupt the plot afoot. A lone figure chuckled evil as many devious thoughts entered its mind. "She'll pay...yes, I'll get her back. It's time I returned the favor..."
A singe match was light only illuminating the hand that held it. The match was dropped on a plate as the figure continued to laugh at the evil that he would in sue.
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Sammy and Kenta wondered down Route 1 enjoying the quite and the occasional chirrup of a Pidgey. Wait...Pidgey?
Flipping out the pokèdex the female monotone voice stated. "Pidgey: the tiny bird pokèmon. Pidgey is a mid-mannered pokèmon, and a excellent opponent far a beginning Trainer to test their pokèmon's skills. Pidgey flap-" The pokèdex was cut off when Sam snapped it shut.
"While you're yapping away, the pokèmon could be getting away..." She said clutching it tightly in her hands. "Okay Kenta, lets show 'em what we got!"
With a cry the small dragon released a stream of green flames at the opponent, witch missed completely. Sam rubbed her ryes as if she had a headache. "Ugh, we really need to work on your aim..."
Kenta let free another Dragon Rage, but the agile Pidgey was too hard to hit in mid-air. It hovered for a moment before flapping its wings to kick up a storm of dust. Sam realized too late that a Sand attack was coming. "Kenta, move!"
The little dragon was hit and thrown back, coughing a bit to get the dirt from her lungs. Her trainer was determined not to let Pidgey get the best of them. She watched it's every move sense the last attack ready to warn her friend at any moment. The bird pokèmon swooped in low directly at Kenta. "It's using tackle you can't miss it this time Kenta!"
She was right; Pidgey flew in to the stream of fire and fell to the ground, wobbling around on unsteady legs. "Kenta, again before it takes off!"
Another stream of fire and Pidgey was on its stomach with a dazed look in its eyes. "My turn." Sammy through the pokèball as if it where a baseball, the two watched intently as it hit the pokèmon and absorbed it in a flash of red light. The ball shook four times before remaining still.
The girl calmly walked over and picked up the ball. She stared at it for a moment before mumbling; "They make it look so easy on T.V." Sighing she picked up Kenta, who had crawled to her side and was nuzzling her leg, and hugged her tightly. "Let's meet the new member of our little group."
The pokèball flue high in to the air before opening, the little bird dive-bombed down pulling out just before it hit the ground. It happily fluttered in front of its new trainer, sing away. "Well, we have a little daredevil on out side, don't we? But what to name you..." Sammy sat there for a moment before she suddenly snapped her fingers to gather. "I know, how about Skyler?" 'Skyler' chirped happily and landed on Sam's shoulder (Kenta wasn't to found of that). "Okay Skyler it is."
Skyler suddenly yawned and bowed his head. Sam figured he was tired after the battle. The three of them settled down on the hillside to watch the sunset as the soup simmered (The pokèmon got their favorite chow). When their bellies where filled they settled down and talked for a wile before one by one they all fell asleep.
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END CHAPTER 2