Three To Rule Them All
Disclaimer: Still don't own Pokemon, some things are
different, blah, blah, blah. Please read this and review!
Chapter 2: The Medical Uses of Coffee
Needless to say, Sara's Pokemon were all very surprised by the statement. Not only was she intending to leave home, but she also wanted to take on the Elite Four at the end of Victory Road! No one in about a decade had defeated the icy Lorelei, the powerful Bruno, the creepy Agatha, and the terrible Lance! Only those who could successfully defeat every single Pokemon Gym Leader and carried all eight Badges could gain entry to the Pokemon League HQ. From there on was the difficult underground tunnel known as Victory Road. Powerful wild Pokemon and eager trainers wiped out almost all who passed through, leaving only a handful to suffer lose at the hands of the Elite Four. And Sara intended to see this path to the end. Oddish glanced at her nervously. "Odd Oddish?" she asked.
"I know." replied Sara. "It won't be easy. But we've all been training her in Pallet Town for years. I'm sure if we work together we can make it. Now is my pack ready? How many PokeBalls do we have?" Her heart sank when she realized that she only had seven. Charizard, Venusaur, Nidorino, Geodude, Oddish, Raichu, and Cubone could be carried in them. The rest would have to walk with Sara. "Never mind," she said. "We'll survive. Let's go." With that, she recalled the lucky seven into their balls and picked up her pack. Together, she and the Pokemon began to sneak from the house. There was a bit of trouble when an overexcited Pichu tripped and fell, but fortunately her parents slept like the dead and didn't even turn over. As the group started up the path towards Viridian City, they heard a voice call out. Sara turned and smiled. It was her old friend and biggest Pokemon challenger, Davy Seastar. Blessed with somewhat more relaxed parents, Davy was scheduled to set out on his own journey in two days time. "Here," he panted, "take this. I know you have a lot of Pikachu already, but maybe this one'll come in handy." With that, he handed Sara a Pokeball. She released the Pokemon inside, a somewhat small Pikachu. "Thank you Davy," she said.
"Wait for me." Davy begged. "Wait for me at Vermillion City. I'll wait for you."
"Of course I'll wait for you." With that Sara recalled the Pikachu and set off for Viridian City.
Sara and Co. reached Viridian City with minimal problems, besides a small incident involving a sarcastic Rattata and her somewhat irritable Charmander (it hadn't had much sleep and it was about 3 in the morning). Fortunately, she was able to break up the fight with minimum damage and Warturtle was able to put the Rattata out quick enough. The bad news was that they found themselves with no place to stay, as the city was packed with trainers.
"What's the big deal about this city?" Sara asked no one in particular
"Blast," replied her Blastoise.
Praying that all the other towns weren't as crowed as this, Sara began searching around for a room. Sadly, there was none available. By the time they called it quits, both Pokemon and trainer were thoroughly exhausted. "Don't worry," said Sara as they went into an all-night convenience store for some food, "I'm sure something will turn up." Still, nothing did and they were still thinking as she bought all the Pokemon breakfast, they ate, and left. "Pika! Pika!" cried one of her Pikachu, a skinny, nervous-looking one. What he meant was something like "Hey! Look at that crowd!"
"Hmmm, I wonder what it's for". With her Pokemon at tow and her half-finished coffee at hand, Sara began to edge through the crowd to the center.
"Hey! Miss, I'm afraid you can't come in here," called a very stern-looking Officer Jenny. "This man is very sick and needs to be kept still."
"Er, sorry," said Sara, "do you know what happened to him?"
"I'm
not certain. According to eyewitnesses, he just dropped over and
can't be woken. He's still breathing, which is good. The
paramedics should be here soon. By the way, where are you from
little girl? I've never seen you around here before."
"Oh,
I'm just a trainer…" squeaked Sara, determined to sneak off
before the cop got too good a look at her face. She felt bad
about leaving the man, but she couldn't perform CPR and had no
medical knowledge. Just as she turned to leave, a man bumped into
her. "Hey!" cried Sara as she fell backwards. The coffee cup
slipped from her hand. Everyone stared as it flew in a perfect arch
and landed right on the man's mouth of all places! Sara turned to
run (she was sure that spilling hot drinks on a patient wasn't good
for them) but to everyone's surprise, they heard a yawn. Then the
man's eyelids opened. Then he sat up. "Who was the kind person
who gave me some coffee?" he asked in a wheezy voice.
"Um, I did," replied Sara nervously.
"Come right this way," he said edging out of the crowd ignoring all of the strange looks. Wondering what on earth she was getting into, Sara glanced at her Pokemon, and set out after him.
Well, this one was a little long, but still stick around for Chapter3, coming soon!
