Better and Tougher, the Real Adventures
Chapter 12: Rodent's Revenge! & The Torchic Hunters (2 Adventures in 1)
*Adventure 1*
Once again, Carl continues onwards with his friends, Yetis and Kim, as they continue their search for a new town to challenge a gym leader. Of course, it's never quite 'that' easy now is it? "Ugh!" groaned a disgruntled Carl, "Why did those Beedrills need to swarm the air with their buzzing all night?" he was tired.
"Do you want to find out what happens when you get stung?" asked Kim with obvious displeasure at the situation. "I don't!"
"Well I don't hear or see any more noisy bugs! Could we go back to sleep? We're safe, aren't we?" begged Carl, he was obviously tired. It wasn't even 2 o'clock yet, so he hadn't gotten much rest.
"If you guys stop complaining, we'll set up camp right here." Suggested Yetis, to which the others didn't see any need to object, well other than that they 'had' to set up camp again before they could rest. Once all was set however, things were peaceful as the 3 of them went into a great slumber.
***
It was now morning time, and our main man and Co. were ready for another day of traveling on their adventures, letting nothing sidetrack them from their course. just kidding! Of course they get sidetracked! (What do you think this is, 'boring'?) Yet a bit down the pathway, at a small forest opening, we see what appears to be 2 small pokemon battling each other. One was a yellow little rat, with red stripes on his back, and 2 red cheeks, (everyone knows who it is) battling a small black shrew with red circles on his back. Carl was able to identify the red one, it was a Cyndaquil, yet it looked longer than a Cyndaquil, and had 2 patches of red circles on its back.
"Wow, those pokemon seem to be going at it," stated Captain Yetis/Obvious, as he eyed the 2 rodent pokemon.
"What's with that Cyndaquil?" asked Carl; unaware that it might be a different pokemon.
"That's not a Cyndaquil, it's a Quilava." Mentioned Yetis.
Carl once again decided to check his best robotic friend, Pokedex. 'Quilava is the fire mouse pokemon, and the evolved form of Cyndaquil. These pokemon are known to be more intimidating, and readily aggressive than their earlier evolutionary stage. The red circles on their back produce fiery spikes in times of need.' It then proceeded to talk about the yellow mouse. 'Pikachu,' it showed the mouse on its small screen, 'the electric mouse pokemon. This pokemon uses the electricity that it stores within its cheeks.'
It would have been a perfect catch for Carl, an electric pokemon is just the cure, but a new voice then can be heard. "Ok you 2, you have done well. That concludes your training for today." Stated the person, who seemed to be a male just a bit older than Carl, but younger than Yetis, or about the same age.
"Are those your pokemon?" asked Kim, as she approached him with Carl and Yetis.
The man eyed the trio with a slight smile, "Hmm? Oh, well hello there! Yes, those are my pokemon." He paused slightly, "And who might you 3 be? The name's Rodney by the way, what's yours?" he asked, as he received his response. "Well then, would any of you 3 like to have a pokemon battle?" he asked.
Yetis decided to accept this challenge. "Sure, how about one pokemon each?" he asked.
"Sounds fine to me!" responded Rodney, with a slight smirk, as both trainers held a pokeball in their hand. "Go, Nidorina!" he stated as he threw a pokeball, releasing a female nidoran that seemed bigger and stronger, at least by appearance.
"Very well, I'll use Primeape. Go!" commanded Yetis, as the enraging monkey was sent to the battlefield.
"Nidorina, show this monkey your leer!" commanded Rodney, as the pokemon he commanded began to stare at the monkey, his eyes glowing eerily. The ape reacted and cringed slightly to the stare, but just charged at the poison pin fiend with all his rage, and readied himself to attack.
"Ok, give it your fury swipes!" commanded Yetis, as his pokemon readied himself to slash.
"Body Slam attack, Nidorina!" was Rodney's counter, to which Nidorina easily managed to smash into the oncoming berserker ape. With his defenses down, and all out offenses in progress, Primeape was an easy target for the poisonous beast!
"Primeape, return!" commanded Yetis. "I must admit, that was quite impressive. You trained that Nidorina quite well."
"Thank you, I do my best," responded Rodney, trying to avoid being to modest or showing too much superiority. "How about you there kid, how about a battle? We'll go all out! You up for a 1 on 1?" he asked, with Carl as his choice for subject.
"Sure." He responded as he grabbed for a pokeball, "Sudowoodo, I choose you!" exclaimed Carl as he released the mighty stone tree.
"Ok Nidorina, I think you can handle this, use Scratch Attack!" commanded Rodney, to which the blue pokemon began to run towards the pokemon in question with its claws sharp.
"Sudowoodo, mimic that attack!" he commanded, to which the pokemon did what it does best, and copied the move. From that though, the poison pokemon managed to leave a nice scratch mark upon Carl's pokemon.
"Don't let that thing out scratch you, use double kick, now!" commanded Rodney. This time, the attack went more smoothly for Nidorina than it did the last time. It seemed to have more of an affect.
"Sudowoodo, hang in there, and use Flail!" commanded Carl, and to all those who know the move, flail works better when hurt. The tree began swinging his green hands, and swaying crazily and without any care, and with a smash into Nidorina, he was able to deal some serious damage.
"One more Double Kick!" commanded the Nidorina trainer, as his pokemon complied.
"Use Scratch, hurry!" Carl shouted with all his might. The 2 pokemon in question met at about the same time with their attacks. It was a double KO!
"Nice job." Stated Rodney.
"Thanks," replied our main man.
"You have some impressive pokemon Rodney." Stated Kim. "What pokemon do you use?"
"Mouse Pokemon." He replied.
To this, the 3 people he talked to all replied in unison. "Huh?" They obviously were thinking the same thing.
"Mouse pokemon." He stated again, "I'll show you." He added, as he then proceeded to release 6 pokemon. Besides Pikachu, Quilava, and Nidorina, there were 3 others. One was a large brown furred rat, looking almost like a huge Rattata. The next was a small blue pokemon with a ball for a tail. It looked like it was a baby, and its round blue tail end was as big as its circular mouse body. The last looked like a Sandshrew; thing was though, it hand spines on its back, and larger claws. "This here," he stated, pointing to the blue pokemon, "Is Azurill. It evolves into a well- known pokemon called Marill. Those two are Sandslash and Raticate."
"Raticate." Carl thought as he drifted off, "That's the evolved form of Rattata, is it not?"
Yetis answered this, "That's right Carl. Your Rattata might evolve into Raticate, if it wants to."
"Well, I'm not gonna force Rattata to do anything that it doesn't want to do."
"That's nice." Replied Kim. "I really think we should get going. We have to get to the next town and fight at the gym."
"Hmm, you're taking the gym challenge too, eh?" chuckled Rodney. "I have a few badges myself." He smirked.
"Really?" asked Carl, "So where's the nearest town?"
"That way!" was the response, with a point from his finger. "It goes to Tenor City. There's a Gym there, but I suggest you check out the sights during your visit. They really might be worth your time." and basically, they all then begin to have all sorts of boring chats and conversations. Boring!
***
*Adventure 2*
Now with a destination, Carl and friends are on their way. It's a few miles to Tenor City, but our heroic trio will go the distance, but first.
"Look at that!" stated Yetis, pointed to what looked like a fox that could stand upright on 2 legs. It was yellow, and appeared to be asleep. "An Abra! This must be a dream. Well, I guess I'm living the dream! Golbat, go and start with Confuse Ray!"
At this, a chant of the word 'Bat!' was heard, following its release, upon which it began its assault with a ray of confusion. The Abra was not expecting this, and despite its mental stability, was unable to concentrate its way out of it.
"Follow up with a Lick attack!" Yetis stated, as the bat swooped in with a slight slam, which he followed up with a quick slurp from his tongue. The
Meanwhile, Carl decided that Pokedex would have some 'useful' information, and as always, it said its piece. 'Abra. The PSI pokemon,' it chimed, 'it's psychic powers enable it to teleport away from danger before it occurs. Its only natural move in the wild is teleportation, and it can even use it safely while it sleeps, which is more than half a day.'
"Golbat, finish it with a bite attack!" commanded Yetis, as the psychic got a nice tooth mark in its being. Afterwards, he quickly took out a spare pokeball and threw it for a new catch.
***
"I'm so pleased with my new catch. I have myself a powerful new ally." Yetis stated as he walked along, holding his newly filled pokeball in hand.
It seems that good things happen to good people. Such a good thing was about to approach the three travelers. It looked like a group of explorers and scientists. "Ay! Watch it with that equipment!" Came a voice filled with aggravation.
Carl eyed the man who yelled this. "Say, where are you going with all that gear?" he asked.
To this, one of the nice people decided to respond to Carl. "We're hunting a rare and newly discovered pokemon," he stated while showing him a picture of a fiery bird, but it looked as though it weren't made for flight at all, for its wings were too small. "This is Torchic! Wee heard rumors of some being in the area, so we decided to try and find it, and study it as well. Those Torchics are so far just rumors as far as we're concerned. We heard a few numerous claims that they exist. We want to study them."
"That sounds cool" stated Kim, "Can we help too. That Torchic looks so cute! I want to see a real one!" she was excited, and who wouldn't be. After all, Carl and Yetis were interested in this as well.
The explorer nodded, "Sure, why not? This isn't a private investigation. We have all sorts of people helping out. Such as that guy over there." he said with a notion to his right.
Carl thought that the person looked and sounded familiar. Yes, it was familiar. It was his rival, Mark. He seemed moody, but it seemed as though he wanted to 'help', and of course, our heroes all think that by help he means to help himself. "Mark?" he nearly yelled. Mark it seems was doing a good deal of laboring work. His size was obviously back by great strength, and it showed, both in his physique and the quality of his work. Of course, his mood could do with some improvement.
At the calling of his name, Mark eyed Carl. "Huh? What are they letting a fool like you here for?" he said with a sneer. "I doubt you have anything that could help this expedition. You're not strong, unlike me!" he said with a slight flex. "Besides, I want to get me a rare Torchic! Even if it doesn't exist, maybe I can find some other good pokemon. Of course, 'my' pokemon are all better than yours!"
"Oh yea, well at least my pokemon and I care for each other!" Carl sneered. "You don't show any love or respect for your pokemon." He was nearly yelling and in extreme hatred.
It was at this point that a Pidgeotto came flying to Mark's shoulder. Carl recognized it as the one that he used to beat his Charmander, or should I say slaughter. "Hi Pidgeotto!" Mark stated with a smile, and a slight nuzzle to the bird on his shoulder. "Did you find anything useful?" he asked his pokemon. The bird nodded, with what looked like a smiled and showed him something that it had in what looked like a small bag on its back. It appeared to be a living creature, almost plantlike. It had a small black head with feet, and a toupee of grass. (It's the current hair style, baby!)
Yetis had something to say to this, "You let your pokemon go find things for you?!" He was shocked, "Isn't that the way to raise disobedience? Although now that you think of it, he brought you back that Oddish. Nice!" he stated.
Mark however decided to use this time to put the Oddish into a pokeball. Carl noticed something, and decided to feed into a small little detail that he could use against his rival. "You still haven't caught 6 pokemon yet? Hah! I'm way ahead of you!" he nearly fell on the floor laughing.
"Shows what you know, freak!" Mark sneered. "I sent some of my pokemon back to Oak's lab so I can train a few new ones, its called balanced training! Try it, why don't you?"
"Sure, whatever!" he eye rolled while responding. "So when do we begin searching for Torchics?" he asked, changing the subject, and of course, turning to one who seemed to be a more important member of the search.
"We begin in about an hour. We could use all the help we can find, so thanks for offering to come along." Was the reply.
"Oh sure, no problem." He stated, while taking a quick glance to his left, "Huh?"
"Hey Carl" came Kim's voice, "What are you staring at?" she nearly screamed. Carl had dozed off for about a minute or two, and now he was just back into reality.
"What?" he asked, "Oh, n-nothing." He responded, somewhat blankly. 'I could of sworn I saw a Torchic, I have to follow it!' At that, Carl began moving towards where he thought he saw the fiery bird pokemon.
It was fortunate that his friends saw him however, and tried to snap him out of what seemed like a trance. Unfortunately, he wasn't in a zombie state of being, so he was running pretty fast. "Carl, where're you going?" yelled Kim, "Come back here."
Unbeknownst to them however, a certain rival was eying the whole situation. He merely smirked, and quietly followed along.
***
Carl was hot in what he thought was a trail that would lead to a Torchic nest. It would be a great chance to see a new pokemon. He wouldn't want to capture one; just seeing them would be enough. It was at least half an hour worth of what seemed like mindless wandering, until our main man stumbled over his feet and landed face first. The strange thing is that when he lifted his head from the ground, he saw something amazing. It was what appeared to be several Torchics in a little clearing in the forest. "Wow!" he breathlessly said. His Pokedex had something useful to say, 'Torchic, a fire pokemon. No further information found.' (I told you it was useful!)
"Carl!" yelled Kim, grabbing him by the neck, "If you want to go wandering into the forest like a lunatic, you may! But let someone know!" she then caught a slight glimpse of the chicken pokemon before her eyes.
Yetis had just managed his way to the others, and when he did, he was struck with awe. "Cool! Way to go Carl, you found the Torchics!" he said in excited cheer.
It was at about this time that everyone's favorite rival made his way through the woods. "Yea, thanks Carl!" he sneered. "You led me to maybe the best catch I'll ever need. I 'could' use a fire type. Thanks for leading me to a gold mine. I wonder which is the strongest one." he trailed.
"Hey, leave those Torchics alone!" stated Yetis as he turned towards Mark in disgust. "Let them live in peace. Besides, it'll be hard to train a pokemon that nobody knows much about!"
"I guess I'll be the first! Now, Wooper, go!" he said, throwing a pokeball and letting out what appeared to be a small beaver with a wide blue head that had antennae. Obviously, one could see it is the un-evolved form of Quagsire.
This releasing of a pokemon, and the loud arguing and yelling managed to attract the attention of the seemingly peaceful birds. A few of the bigger, and seemingly stronger Torchics made themselves ready to scare away any unwanted visitors.
"Yea, one of these guys will do. Wooper, give them your Water Gun!" commanded Mark. At this, the small beaver shot a stream of water towards the small birds, but they kept advancing, and dodging the attacks. "Don't give in. Use Magnitude!"
"You jerk!" yelled Carl, "Leave them alone."
Mark merely gave Carl a finger sign that wont be mentioned in any name, but it is NOT a way of saying 'Thanks good buddy! I'll obey your command!' Meanwhile, rocks and dirt were flying into the air and spreading all throughout the heat of battle. Some were even reaching the 4 humans. The tiny birds seemed to feel the true force of it though, and of the 4 that charged, only 1 seemed a bit unfazed. They held their ground though, and tried to counter with a fiery attack, but it didn't seem to affect the water pokemon all that much.
"Yuck!" screamed Kim, "I feel so dirty." She remarked.
"Nice one Wooper, lets go for that one that doesn't seem to be hurt by your great magnitude. Use Sandstorm!" He yelled!
"Sandstorm?" asked Carl, while flipping open Pokedex. 'With Sandstorm, a pokemon kicks up dirt, gravel, rocks and anything on the ground and makes a billowing cloud filled with debris. It hurts all pokemon on the field of battle for the time that it is in effect, but is discovered to not be effective against rock, ground or steel type pokemon.'
With Wooper making a great storm, the birds of defense were not holding out too well. Most of them were falling back, and the strongest one also seemed to be weakening. However, its eyes began to glow eerily, and it seemed to try to flex or receive an influx of energy. "What's it doing?" asked Kim.
"I know that move anywhere," claimed Yetis, "Even on a new pokemon. It's Focus Energy! It's building up its strength!"
Sure enough, Yetis was correct. The lone, but enraged Torchic jumped into the air and pounced right towards Wooper with it's slashing, singular talon. "Wooper, don't give up. Give it a slam attack!" commanded Mark. To which the beaver-like pokemon swung its head and bashed into the bird. It was too much, and the strongest Torchic had no will to fight! "Good Job! Now, Pokeball Go!" he screamed while tossing a pokeball at the fallen flame! Surely enough, the pokeball was able to withstand any struggling, and Torchic was caught. Mark smiled happily.
"Release that pokemon!" screamed Carl.
"Hey! I caught it fair and square, did I not?" he exploded, but did have a good point.
"Y-" Carl paused, and his voice became low and softer, almost saddened by the truth "Yes. You did." He sighed as Mark gave a defiant smile and began to walk off, seemingly pleased with his victory.
"Oh man!" complained Yetis.
***
"Do you think those Torchics are going to be ok?" asked Carl, having just managed to perk up his mood.
"I think so." Stated Yetis, "Wild pokemon know how to manage even after being beaten in combat. They can make it in the wild." He paused slightly and continued. "Hopefully they can manage without their leader defender. I don't want any pokemon to go extinct." He joked. His 2 friends couldn't help but find it somewhat funny, and they all laughed at the joke. Carl is now on his way! Tenor City is just down the road!
A/N: Enjoy this double feature! I want some reviews for it. I at minimum want 4, before I continue. Next time in 'The Real Adventures.' Carl and his friends reach Tenor City, but the gym is closed, so what better than listening to the suggestion of sightseeing is there? None, of course! But is it a sight for sore eyes? Stay tuned, and give REVIEWS!!!
Chapter 12: Rodent's Revenge! & The Torchic Hunters (2 Adventures in 1)
*Adventure 1*
Once again, Carl continues onwards with his friends, Yetis and Kim, as they continue their search for a new town to challenge a gym leader. Of course, it's never quite 'that' easy now is it? "Ugh!" groaned a disgruntled Carl, "Why did those Beedrills need to swarm the air with their buzzing all night?" he was tired.
"Do you want to find out what happens when you get stung?" asked Kim with obvious displeasure at the situation. "I don't!"
"Well I don't hear or see any more noisy bugs! Could we go back to sleep? We're safe, aren't we?" begged Carl, he was obviously tired. It wasn't even 2 o'clock yet, so he hadn't gotten much rest.
"If you guys stop complaining, we'll set up camp right here." Suggested Yetis, to which the others didn't see any need to object, well other than that they 'had' to set up camp again before they could rest. Once all was set however, things were peaceful as the 3 of them went into a great slumber.
***
It was now morning time, and our main man and Co. were ready for another day of traveling on their adventures, letting nothing sidetrack them from their course. just kidding! Of course they get sidetracked! (What do you think this is, 'boring'?) Yet a bit down the pathway, at a small forest opening, we see what appears to be 2 small pokemon battling each other. One was a yellow little rat, with red stripes on his back, and 2 red cheeks, (everyone knows who it is) battling a small black shrew with red circles on his back. Carl was able to identify the red one, it was a Cyndaquil, yet it looked longer than a Cyndaquil, and had 2 patches of red circles on its back.
"Wow, those pokemon seem to be going at it," stated Captain Yetis/Obvious, as he eyed the 2 rodent pokemon.
"What's with that Cyndaquil?" asked Carl; unaware that it might be a different pokemon.
"That's not a Cyndaquil, it's a Quilava." Mentioned Yetis.
Carl once again decided to check his best robotic friend, Pokedex. 'Quilava is the fire mouse pokemon, and the evolved form of Cyndaquil. These pokemon are known to be more intimidating, and readily aggressive than their earlier evolutionary stage. The red circles on their back produce fiery spikes in times of need.' It then proceeded to talk about the yellow mouse. 'Pikachu,' it showed the mouse on its small screen, 'the electric mouse pokemon. This pokemon uses the electricity that it stores within its cheeks.'
It would have been a perfect catch for Carl, an electric pokemon is just the cure, but a new voice then can be heard. "Ok you 2, you have done well. That concludes your training for today." Stated the person, who seemed to be a male just a bit older than Carl, but younger than Yetis, or about the same age.
"Are those your pokemon?" asked Kim, as she approached him with Carl and Yetis.
The man eyed the trio with a slight smile, "Hmm? Oh, well hello there! Yes, those are my pokemon." He paused slightly, "And who might you 3 be? The name's Rodney by the way, what's yours?" he asked, as he received his response. "Well then, would any of you 3 like to have a pokemon battle?" he asked.
Yetis decided to accept this challenge. "Sure, how about one pokemon each?" he asked.
"Sounds fine to me!" responded Rodney, with a slight smirk, as both trainers held a pokeball in their hand. "Go, Nidorina!" he stated as he threw a pokeball, releasing a female nidoran that seemed bigger and stronger, at least by appearance.
"Very well, I'll use Primeape. Go!" commanded Yetis, as the enraging monkey was sent to the battlefield.
"Nidorina, show this monkey your leer!" commanded Rodney, as the pokemon he commanded began to stare at the monkey, his eyes glowing eerily. The ape reacted and cringed slightly to the stare, but just charged at the poison pin fiend with all his rage, and readied himself to attack.
"Ok, give it your fury swipes!" commanded Yetis, as his pokemon readied himself to slash.
"Body Slam attack, Nidorina!" was Rodney's counter, to which Nidorina easily managed to smash into the oncoming berserker ape. With his defenses down, and all out offenses in progress, Primeape was an easy target for the poisonous beast!
"Primeape, return!" commanded Yetis. "I must admit, that was quite impressive. You trained that Nidorina quite well."
"Thank you, I do my best," responded Rodney, trying to avoid being to modest or showing too much superiority. "How about you there kid, how about a battle? We'll go all out! You up for a 1 on 1?" he asked, with Carl as his choice for subject.
"Sure." He responded as he grabbed for a pokeball, "Sudowoodo, I choose you!" exclaimed Carl as he released the mighty stone tree.
"Ok Nidorina, I think you can handle this, use Scratch Attack!" commanded Rodney, to which the blue pokemon began to run towards the pokemon in question with its claws sharp.
"Sudowoodo, mimic that attack!" he commanded, to which the pokemon did what it does best, and copied the move. From that though, the poison pokemon managed to leave a nice scratch mark upon Carl's pokemon.
"Don't let that thing out scratch you, use double kick, now!" commanded Rodney. This time, the attack went more smoothly for Nidorina than it did the last time. It seemed to have more of an affect.
"Sudowoodo, hang in there, and use Flail!" commanded Carl, and to all those who know the move, flail works better when hurt. The tree began swinging his green hands, and swaying crazily and without any care, and with a smash into Nidorina, he was able to deal some serious damage.
"One more Double Kick!" commanded the Nidorina trainer, as his pokemon complied.
"Use Scratch, hurry!" Carl shouted with all his might. The 2 pokemon in question met at about the same time with their attacks. It was a double KO!
"Nice job." Stated Rodney.
"Thanks," replied our main man.
"You have some impressive pokemon Rodney." Stated Kim. "What pokemon do you use?"
"Mouse Pokemon." He replied.
To this, the 3 people he talked to all replied in unison. "Huh?" They obviously were thinking the same thing.
"Mouse pokemon." He stated again, "I'll show you." He added, as he then proceeded to release 6 pokemon. Besides Pikachu, Quilava, and Nidorina, there were 3 others. One was a large brown furred rat, looking almost like a huge Rattata. The next was a small blue pokemon with a ball for a tail. It looked like it was a baby, and its round blue tail end was as big as its circular mouse body. The last looked like a Sandshrew; thing was though, it hand spines on its back, and larger claws. "This here," he stated, pointing to the blue pokemon, "Is Azurill. It evolves into a well- known pokemon called Marill. Those two are Sandslash and Raticate."
"Raticate." Carl thought as he drifted off, "That's the evolved form of Rattata, is it not?"
Yetis answered this, "That's right Carl. Your Rattata might evolve into Raticate, if it wants to."
"Well, I'm not gonna force Rattata to do anything that it doesn't want to do."
"That's nice." Replied Kim. "I really think we should get going. We have to get to the next town and fight at the gym."
"Hmm, you're taking the gym challenge too, eh?" chuckled Rodney. "I have a few badges myself." He smirked.
"Really?" asked Carl, "So where's the nearest town?"
"That way!" was the response, with a point from his finger. "It goes to Tenor City. There's a Gym there, but I suggest you check out the sights during your visit. They really might be worth your time." and basically, they all then begin to have all sorts of boring chats and conversations. Boring!
***
*Adventure 2*
Now with a destination, Carl and friends are on their way. It's a few miles to Tenor City, but our heroic trio will go the distance, but first.
"Look at that!" stated Yetis, pointed to what looked like a fox that could stand upright on 2 legs. It was yellow, and appeared to be asleep. "An Abra! This must be a dream. Well, I guess I'm living the dream! Golbat, go and start with Confuse Ray!"
At this, a chant of the word 'Bat!' was heard, following its release, upon which it began its assault with a ray of confusion. The Abra was not expecting this, and despite its mental stability, was unable to concentrate its way out of it.
"Follow up with a Lick attack!" Yetis stated, as the bat swooped in with a slight slam, which he followed up with a quick slurp from his tongue. The
Meanwhile, Carl decided that Pokedex would have some 'useful' information, and as always, it said its piece. 'Abra. The PSI pokemon,' it chimed, 'it's psychic powers enable it to teleport away from danger before it occurs. Its only natural move in the wild is teleportation, and it can even use it safely while it sleeps, which is more than half a day.'
"Golbat, finish it with a bite attack!" commanded Yetis, as the psychic got a nice tooth mark in its being. Afterwards, he quickly took out a spare pokeball and threw it for a new catch.
***
"I'm so pleased with my new catch. I have myself a powerful new ally." Yetis stated as he walked along, holding his newly filled pokeball in hand.
It seems that good things happen to good people. Such a good thing was about to approach the three travelers. It looked like a group of explorers and scientists. "Ay! Watch it with that equipment!" Came a voice filled with aggravation.
Carl eyed the man who yelled this. "Say, where are you going with all that gear?" he asked.
To this, one of the nice people decided to respond to Carl. "We're hunting a rare and newly discovered pokemon," he stated while showing him a picture of a fiery bird, but it looked as though it weren't made for flight at all, for its wings were too small. "This is Torchic! Wee heard rumors of some being in the area, so we decided to try and find it, and study it as well. Those Torchics are so far just rumors as far as we're concerned. We heard a few numerous claims that they exist. We want to study them."
"That sounds cool" stated Kim, "Can we help too. That Torchic looks so cute! I want to see a real one!" she was excited, and who wouldn't be. After all, Carl and Yetis were interested in this as well.
The explorer nodded, "Sure, why not? This isn't a private investigation. We have all sorts of people helping out. Such as that guy over there." he said with a notion to his right.
Carl thought that the person looked and sounded familiar. Yes, it was familiar. It was his rival, Mark. He seemed moody, but it seemed as though he wanted to 'help', and of course, our heroes all think that by help he means to help himself. "Mark?" he nearly yelled. Mark it seems was doing a good deal of laboring work. His size was obviously back by great strength, and it showed, both in his physique and the quality of his work. Of course, his mood could do with some improvement.
At the calling of his name, Mark eyed Carl. "Huh? What are they letting a fool like you here for?" he said with a sneer. "I doubt you have anything that could help this expedition. You're not strong, unlike me!" he said with a slight flex. "Besides, I want to get me a rare Torchic! Even if it doesn't exist, maybe I can find some other good pokemon. Of course, 'my' pokemon are all better than yours!"
"Oh yea, well at least my pokemon and I care for each other!" Carl sneered. "You don't show any love or respect for your pokemon." He was nearly yelling and in extreme hatred.
It was at this point that a Pidgeotto came flying to Mark's shoulder. Carl recognized it as the one that he used to beat his Charmander, or should I say slaughter. "Hi Pidgeotto!" Mark stated with a smile, and a slight nuzzle to the bird on his shoulder. "Did you find anything useful?" he asked his pokemon. The bird nodded, with what looked like a smiled and showed him something that it had in what looked like a small bag on its back. It appeared to be a living creature, almost plantlike. It had a small black head with feet, and a toupee of grass. (It's the current hair style, baby!)
Yetis had something to say to this, "You let your pokemon go find things for you?!" He was shocked, "Isn't that the way to raise disobedience? Although now that you think of it, he brought you back that Oddish. Nice!" he stated.
Mark however decided to use this time to put the Oddish into a pokeball. Carl noticed something, and decided to feed into a small little detail that he could use against his rival. "You still haven't caught 6 pokemon yet? Hah! I'm way ahead of you!" he nearly fell on the floor laughing.
"Shows what you know, freak!" Mark sneered. "I sent some of my pokemon back to Oak's lab so I can train a few new ones, its called balanced training! Try it, why don't you?"
"Sure, whatever!" he eye rolled while responding. "So when do we begin searching for Torchics?" he asked, changing the subject, and of course, turning to one who seemed to be a more important member of the search.
"We begin in about an hour. We could use all the help we can find, so thanks for offering to come along." Was the reply.
"Oh sure, no problem." He stated, while taking a quick glance to his left, "Huh?"
"Hey Carl" came Kim's voice, "What are you staring at?" she nearly screamed. Carl had dozed off for about a minute or two, and now he was just back into reality.
"What?" he asked, "Oh, n-nothing." He responded, somewhat blankly. 'I could of sworn I saw a Torchic, I have to follow it!' At that, Carl began moving towards where he thought he saw the fiery bird pokemon.
It was fortunate that his friends saw him however, and tried to snap him out of what seemed like a trance. Unfortunately, he wasn't in a zombie state of being, so he was running pretty fast. "Carl, where're you going?" yelled Kim, "Come back here."
Unbeknownst to them however, a certain rival was eying the whole situation. He merely smirked, and quietly followed along.
***
Carl was hot in what he thought was a trail that would lead to a Torchic nest. It would be a great chance to see a new pokemon. He wouldn't want to capture one; just seeing them would be enough. It was at least half an hour worth of what seemed like mindless wandering, until our main man stumbled over his feet and landed face first. The strange thing is that when he lifted his head from the ground, he saw something amazing. It was what appeared to be several Torchics in a little clearing in the forest. "Wow!" he breathlessly said. His Pokedex had something useful to say, 'Torchic, a fire pokemon. No further information found.' (I told you it was useful!)
"Carl!" yelled Kim, grabbing him by the neck, "If you want to go wandering into the forest like a lunatic, you may! But let someone know!" she then caught a slight glimpse of the chicken pokemon before her eyes.
Yetis had just managed his way to the others, and when he did, he was struck with awe. "Cool! Way to go Carl, you found the Torchics!" he said in excited cheer.
It was at about this time that everyone's favorite rival made his way through the woods. "Yea, thanks Carl!" he sneered. "You led me to maybe the best catch I'll ever need. I 'could' use a fire type. Thanks for leading me to a gold mine. I wonder which is the strongest one." he trailed.
"Hey, leave those Torchics alone!" stated Yetis as he turned towards Mark in disgust. "Let them live in peace. Besides, it'll be hard to train a pokemon that nobody knows much about!"
"I guess I'll be the first! Now, Wooper, go!" he said, throwing a pokeball and letting out what appeared to be a small beaver with a wide blue head that had antennae. Obviously, one could see it is the un-evolved form of Quagsire.
This releasing of a pokemon, and the loud arguing and yelling managed to attract the attention of the seemingly peaceful birds. A few of the bigger, and seemingly stronger Torchics made themselves ready to scare away any unwanted visitors.
"Yea, one of these guys will do. Wooper, give them your Water Gun!" commanded Mark. At this, the small beaver shot a stream of water towards the small birds, but they kept advancing, and dodging the attacks. "Don't give in. Use Magnitude!"
"You jerk!" yelled Carl, "Leave them alone."
Mark merely gave Carl a finger sign that wont be mentioned in any name, but it is NOT a way of saying 'Thanks good buddy! I'll obey your command!' Meanwhile, rocks and dirt were flying into the air and spreading all throughout the heat of battle. Some were even reaching the 4 humans. The tiny birds seemed to feel the true force of it though, and of the 4 that charged, only 1 seemed a bit unfazed. They held their ground though, and tried to counter with a fiery attack, but it didn't seem to affect the water pokemon all that much.
"Yuck!" screamed Kim, "I feel so dirty." She remarked.
"Nice one Wooper, lets go for that one that doesn't seem to be hurt by your great magnitude. Use Sandstorm!" He yelled!
"Sandstorm?" asked Carl, while flipping open Pokedex. 'With Sandstorm, a pokemon kicks up dirt, gravel, rocks and anything on the ground and makes a billowing cloud filled with debris. It hurts all pokemon on the field of battle for the time that it is in effect, but is discovered to not be effective against rock, ground or steel type pokemon.'
With Wooper making a great storm, the birds of defense were not holding out too well. Most of them were falling back, and the strongest one also seemed to be weakening. However, its eyes began to glow eerily, and it seemed to try to flex or receive an influx of energy. "What's it doing?" asked Kim.
"I know that move anywhere," claimed Yetis, "Even on a new pokemon. It's Focus Energy! It's building up its strength!"
Sure enough, Yetis was correct. The lone, but enraged Torchic jumped into the air and pounced right towards Wooper with it's slashing, singular talon. "Wooper, don't give up. Give it a slam attack!" commanded Mark. To which the beaver-like pokemon swung its head and bashed into the bird. It was too much, and the strongest Torchic had no will to fight! "Good Job! Now, Pokeball Go!" he screamed while tossing a pokeball at the fallen flame! Surely enough, the pokeball was able to withstand any struggling, and Torchic was caught. Mark smiled happily.
"Release that pokemon!" screamed Carl.
"Hey! I caught it fair and square, did I not?" he exploded, but did have a good point.
"Y-" Carl paused, and his voice became low and softer, almost saddened by the truth "Yes. You did." He sighed as Mark gave a defiant smile and began to walk off, seemingly pleased with his victory.
"Oh man!" complained Yetis.
***
"Do you think those Torchics are going to be ok?" asked Carl, having just managed to perk up his mood.
"I think so." Stated Yetis, "Wild pokemon know how to manage even after being beaten in combat. They can make it in the wild." He paused slightly and continued. "Hopefully they can manage without their leader defender. I don't want any pokemon to go extinct." He joked. His 2 friends couldn't help but find it somewhat funny, and they all laughed at the joke. Carl is now on his way! Tenor City is just down the road!
A/N: Enjoy this double feature! I want some reviews for it. I at minimum want 4, before I continue. Next time in 'The Real Adventures.' Carl and his friends reach Tenor City, but the gym is closed, so what better than listening to the suggestion of sightseeing is there? None, of course! But is it a sight for sore eyes? Stay tuned, and give REVIEWS!!!