Hroondeel's (rather useless) notes
No, they're not exactly useless; they are notes that I write about what I'm thinking or feeling at the moment. I'm trying to update more often as the storyline becomes more interesting and I'll warn you: if you thought that the previous chapter was a cliffhanger (which it barely wasn't anyways) then you will have to get used to them!
MAY'S POV
"What are you doing here!" I managed to say.
"What are you doing here!" Brendan said. I flinched.
"Um, I wanted to go too. I wanted to be free to live my own dreams." I said, trying to sound imperssive. Brendan sniffed and said, "While you're at it, I have some things to give you…" he fished in his shoulder bag and found a belt every Pokemon trainer could recognize: a Pokemon belt.
"Thanks." I said in surprise. But how did he know that I don't have a pokebelt?
"And this…" he said, surprising me even more. He had a whole outfit assembled for me: a red polo shirt with a black color, black knee-length biker shorts, a red pokeball-print bandana, black socks, and comfortable shoes.
"If you plan on running like…that for a while, I recommend rethinking." I speechlessly accepted the clothing, all conveniently folded, with the shoes resting on top. I nodded, as no words were able to come out. Brendan swung his bag over his shoulder and handed me my black-mouthed Torchic. Does he think I'm some barbarian! I didn't know what to say, so I sniffed, exactly like he did. He eyed me, and walked away.
BRENDAN'S POV
May surprises me more every day. First, she goes around laughing at me next thing she's not able to say anything, not even a decent thanks. I knit those clothing for her, and I observed her approximate size. As for the shoes, they are my very own, except I never used them. But I noticed that we have the same size, as she goes around barefooted. Her Torchic's actually pretty cute though. I was just picking some berries to feed to my Mudkip when there comes her Torchic, running toward me, and snatched a berry right out of my hand. At first I thought it was wild, but a wild Torchic could never be so outgoing, especially that Torchics are rather shy, hiding behind their trainers when intimidated. My question about the trainer was answered when I heard a rather familiar voice call for it, and the Torchic perked up. Of course, if my Torchic was eating some Bluk berries, I would've rushed to it with a cloth to wipe all of its black stains off its beak. But of course, May, being that wild child she is, wouldn't have cared. Oh well. That's her problem, not mine. Anyways, I have to get in Petalburg, the next town, and get out as quick as possible. Petalburg sounds familiar? Of course, it's my last name.
In our family, and for many generations, Petalburgs have been Gym Leaders in the city. In fact, if you were a Petalburg, in that city you were like a celebrity. The Petalburgs started the gym in the city, and Petalburg City has grown so proud of it that they have officially called the town after our last name after the gym became official. My mom probably has informed my dad already about my disappearance, and if he were to see me, I'd be busted. I wish I never was a Petalburg, so I wouldn't have this darn reputation as a gym leader's kid and a tough trainer. Anyways, I better get going, and I don't want to sleep in Petalburg's Pokemon Center either, the Nurse Joy there knows my dad. So I need to just rush out of there, and it will all be over…right?
"Mudkip! Mud!" my Mudkip chirped, and handed me one of its Bluk berries.
"Sorry, Mudkip, I don't want that. And please don't eat too many, they'll make your mouth black." I told it. Mudkip stared at its berry and cocked its head in confusion.
"Never mind." I said, waving it off. Mudkip eagerly continued eating. While I was eating, I didn't notice something sneaking up behind me. When I did notice, it was too late. I braced myself for it; it flew in the air, and snatched a berry cleverly with amazing speed, a small Poochyena. But that choreography! It was amazing! How could it snatch that berry with such aim and cleverness! It put its small, black, paw protectively over the berry, and sprawled out before me, smacking its mouth as it ate the berry. I was speechless, and amazed at the same time. Seeing its unusually light pelt and small teeth, I figured it was just a pup. Just out of curiosity, I inched toward it, and stopped eating for a second, and turned to stare at me with its big eyes. I tried to pet it, but it jumped back. I decided I really liked this Poochyena, the moves, the choreography, I'm sure it would really help me out in contests.
"Alright, then. Mudkip!" I called to my Mudkip, which looked up from its berry, "Use water gun on that Poochyena!" I ordered. I don't like to battle, but what other way can you capture a Pokemon that has simply charmed you? Mudkip however, loved to show off his strength in a battle.
"Kip!" Mudkip said in cooperation, then opened his mouth wide, and released a powerful water gun that fully knocked down the Poochyena.
"Yena!" the small Poochyena cried in pain as it landed on the ground, kicking up some sand.
"Alright, pokeball GO!" I said, releasing an empty pokeball from my belt. The pokeball flew in the air, and a red beam aimed toward the Poochyena, withdrawing it inside. The pokeball shook once, twice, three times…and then it stopped. Smiling, I picked up the pokeball containing my new Poochyena. "Mudkip-I think we just found a winner."
Hroondeel's Notes
How'd you like it? Tell me in your reviews! Also, how did you like the Point of View thing? Feel free to express your opinions, and if you have any ideas on how I can improve. This is my first fic, so I'm very eager to friendly tips from fellow writers or fans!