Oh Jenny, Oh Joy
"Stop right there!" Ignoring the officer of the law that called me out I swiftly ducked under the gate she dropped down and continued on my merry way.
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry ma'am." I finally made it to a town so I had no time to waste on random officers of the law. I need to rush my friends to the Pokémon Center. During my run here they began to tremble and shiver I'm thinking from blood loss. Pidgey is panting and breathing excessively hard. I squeezed their wounds until the blood stopped flowing and opened my vest to cradle them without using my exhausted arms the entire time. I have no time to waste because I'm on my last leg as well. I can barely see straight and my head his light. I'm choking on air and even my aura is stretched to the limits to keep my throat open to breathe. I must hurry before I pass out while running.
"Hey!" I just kept running from the woman in blue even when I felt her behind me. Wait, blue? That's the color associated with one of the Special Purpose Scion Officer's Brigades or SP-SOB's for short.
These Officers act like a normal street officer but with special skills to respond to all cases whether of a routine or special nature through fire or specialized martial arts. They protect the cities by managing the defensive systems to keep wild pokémon at bay. They can act as Rangers in the case that response time for actual Rangers is too wide spread. For my case they have vehicles being highly modified motorized bikes, all terrain trucks that are 4x4, or cars that can easily out run a pokémon using Extreme Speed. She's has the means for me to get from here to the other side of the city to the center in a split portion of the time. Every Officer is a highly proficient driver on top of possessing these skills.
I stopped and shifted to the left. The woman shot past me with her hand out, I would like to assume to catch me, but that didn't end well for her. The officer fell forward and tripped to the ground in a very graceful manner until her hands hit the ground and her hands barely saved her face from taking it. I've seen the SOB Story television show and how cool the job looked to fight crime and combat Team Rocket and poachers. It was about to attend that academy as well for the four year training to get the job as well but stopped with thoughts of becoming a trainer. I half expected her to do a one-handed front flip back onto her feet and face me with her hidden knife or her industrialized Ursaring Taser aimed at my chest.
Instead of this show of her profession training she gave me a nice visual of her rear under her skirt. "Black lace?" That's a little unprofessional if you ask me for an officer of the law. I remember finding on of those in Prof. Oaks' office one time and asked him about it. He was nice enough to explain what it was and what it was used for as well as the type of creature that utilized such a strange piece of garment. I thought it was for a pokémon at first but I was wrong. It's for girls and then he taught me about woman's underwear since I was really curious. He even took me to the library for more information like he knew wanted. She needs a size larger because it's placing unnecessary pressure on her cheeks as well as her hips. It's too tight to be healthy and I wager the top for her bra is the same.
I grinned as the officer yelped and pulled her skirt over her rear before turning back and glaring at me angrily. I didn't want to laugh at an Officer after everything they've done for me but to see such act in this manner and fall over like this, it's almost laughable. I put on my best innocent caring face and worried look like I read always worked on woman like this. Underwear tells you much about a person and their personalities and hers is one of a self conscious woman trying to make it in a world she fumbles through periodically. "Oh no are you okay?" I asked with a slight pant.
The officer gazed up to me and frowned. The anger in her eyes faded a little at a time before her eyes fell down to the two in my arms. "Why are you running kid and with those pokémon ?" the officer asked as she climbed up to her feet.
"Well if I stayed around you for too long I might fall in love and I don't want you to fall for me as well," I jested but the officer just glared at me. Not in a laughing mood so I took a serious face instead. "Sorry but you really are a beautiful woman." I mean she really is like another officer Jenny I saw a year or so ago. The officer noticed my change in tone and her glare lost much of its edge.
"Yeah whatever," she rolled her eyes. "So what are you…"
"Can you take me to a pokémon center?" I asked swiftly. "My friends are hurt, myself included." The officer seemed to look at me. Not just at me but at everything. I'm soaked to the bone and panting. My arm is sticky with blood including my shirt and vest. Even my knife has blood on it for her to see. My skin is pale and I'm shivering. The bleeding stopped sometime ago but I'm not sure if that's a good sign or not.
"Damn, what happened?" she questioned.
"We were hit by a murder. They chased us the entire night. Please can you get me to the center?"
The officer bit her teeth and pulled out a scanner. She pointed it to the two in my arms. "One is wild." Oh right, I didn't log Pikachu out of my Pokedex so he's still one of my pokémon. She holstered the scanner and nodded. "Okay kid give me a moment." The officer ran to her guard post and saluted from outside the door. She said something I couldn't hear from my spot and ran to behind the post. The motorcycle appeared in front of me with Officer Jenny on top in seconds.
"Ready?" she asked and climbed on top of the cab and nodded. "Buckle up," she said dryly. I sighed and did as told. "Okay then, lets go!"
I hung on for dear life as we did a wheelie at the start and shot out through the streets. We power slid through alleyways and took to the air multiple times. How is this legal? How can an officer of the law ride on sidewalks, jump over cars, and power slide through red lights like its cool? This woman is crazy but god is this awesome. I've always wanted a motor bike but sadly I never had the means to get one unless I stole it. I couldn't do that and I'm not big enough to ride one that well right now. I want one now more than ever.
The rumors of them being expert driver's or riders pale in comparison to the actual skills she has. Despite how fast and crazy she drove the ride wasn't forcing me to grip my seat and the ride wasn't bumpy but surprisingly smooth. Once we hit the air again and came to a stopping skid I assumed we reached our destination. I checked my Pokedex and noticed we crossed through the city to the other side in under five minutes. Holy cow that was fast. What would have took me an two hours to run took her five minutes. Amazing driving.
I unbuckled my belt and climbed out the best I could without crushing my friends. "Thanks officer! You're awesome."
The officer gave me a smile and kicked out the stand for her back. "I'll show you in." The officer brought her leg over and walked around with a fire in her eyes and transfixed me. At the guard gate she was fumbling and a bit of a joke but riding like this she showed just we're her true visage lies. She'd chase anyone down any man in moments. I noticed a spike modification on the sides for incapacitating tires meaning she's an expert Chaser. I bet not break the law and try to run from her or else she'll place some extra "enforcement" into your arrest.
"Officer Beatrice Jenny!" We both heard a raging scream blasted our way. I don't know who or why but I do know that someone's angry and thankfully not at me. Officer Jenny cringed and turned towards the persona stomping her way towards us. A woman in a nurse outfit stomped out the building we stopped next to us and the motorcycle. The nurse Joy stood looking down at the Officer even though she's an inch or two shorter. I could see the red aura of rage around the Nurse Joy with my Aura sight and gulped. I hide behind the bike and waited for this Flame Blast to pass and prayed I wouldn't get burned.
"H-Hey Cindy what's up and my do you look wonderful today…"
"How many?" Nurse Cindy Joy grumbled.
"H-how many what?" Officer Jenny stammered.
"How many times have I told you not to ride your stupid bike into my center!" Nurse Joy roared so powerfully that I'm sure that Officer Jenny's shoulders touched from the blast. I took a moment to look around and saw that we were in fact within the building itself with the counter to my right. Officer Jenny didn't just ride up to the pokémon center like I thought. She literally rode into it. Yeah, I'd be angry too if someone drove in my work place or house repeatedly. It sounds like this is a trend if you asked me and Nurse Joy isn't all that amused right now.
"Once or twice I think," Officer Jenny gulped but I think she's lying. The Officer has an inkling of the true amount but made it sound miniscule at best. It didn't work with the redness of Nurse Joy's cheeks as evidence.
"Try nineteen times!" Nineteen? Wow that's insane. I would be past enraged if I was her.
"Cindy please, we have other pressing matters," Officer Jenny said with her hands up to the red faced nurse.
"Other than you making skid marks into my floor and filling my center with the poisonous gas from that stupid bike!"
Officer Jenny nodded. "This kid has two pokémon in critical and he's injuries are severe on top of this."
At the mention of pokémon and critical the nurse turned her eyes towards me to the two in my arms. "Oh my goodness are they… are the three of you okay?" The nurse teleported from my sight. I felt something soft on my cheek and my head turn towards the Nurse who appeared in front of me. "You're suffering from anemia. You lost a lot of blood and your arm as well. Chansey!" A pokémon appeared from behind the counter. Pink and large with a nurse hat on its head, the pokémon walked up to me. "Take this Pikachu and pidgey from this young man to the back and place them in the scanner. Condition Red."
"Chansey!" The Chansey rose up its arms to me. I was a little hesitant but placed the two in its hands... paws… whatever it uses to pick stuff up with.
"Come with me young man and I'll take care of you." I nodded at the stern tone the nurse used and followed without asking questions. "Come with me," she said with her hand out for me to take. I reached and took her soft hand in my own and smiled. I know these Nurse people are trained to appear caring and motherly but I've seen the real her when she blasted that officer. "And you!" There it is again. The nurse scowled at Officer Jenny with her finger up. "If you drive into my Center one more time. I repeat; One more time and I might pour some PST into your medicine next time. Understand?" I have no idea what that is but by the paling of the officer's face it must be bad.
"Got it," she saluted.
The nurse narrowed her eyes at the woman. "That's what you said and did the last couple times." Nurse Joy huffed and walked away with me in tow. "And get that bike out of my center!" I jumped when Nurse Joy's voice tore past me and pushed the officer back.
"Yes ma'am!" The officer roared.
"And you mind your manners young man," she smiled at me but she might as well been giving me a death glare because I was a little afraid right now. That smile belonged to a monster of a woman like I've read before in my books the kind I don't wish to cross her.
I nodded furiously. "Yes ma'am."
The dark energy around the nurse faded away and her smile became genuine. "Thank you." The woman pulled me along to a stretcher and helped me on top. "Lay down." I did as told and placed my head on the pillow at the end and groaned as I was carted away. "Hold him down a bit." The Chansey, a different one I think, placed its hand paw things on my chest and held me down. I wondered why until I noticed my hands flipping about and my body trembling.
"He's having muscle spasms," Nurse Joy said in a controlled tone. "Chansey, please push whilst I work."
"Chansey," the pokémon said and took to the position to push the rolling stretcher. Nurse Joy started to place her hands on my body and in moments my body stopped moving. Like, I couldn't move at all after she touched me in a couple places. I'm sure she hit many of the pressure points on body on seal my movements. I've never seen that happen before except on my television back home.
Before I knew it I was left sitting calmly and quietly in nothing but a towel after a sanitizing shower to wash off my body, including the cuts and gashes as well. The nurse silently wrapped my shoulder with bandages along with my arms with s mile on her lips. I don't like how comfortable she is with dressing wounds. She made them pretty tight but not too tight. I would've thought a pokémon nurse would be more comfortable helping those beasts instead of humans but they are trained to be versatile. I don't know the full extent of their training like I do the police and ranger academies but it shows they can help all and any that enter. She did a bunch of stuff I don't under. For example, I had a needle thing in my arm with a tube on it the lead to a bag of red stuff for some reason. I'm thinking its blood.
"You've quite an interesting build young man." What she meant to say is that I have a build and physique that's strange on someone like me. For a kid my age that's pretty uncommon. Training, climbing trees, and then getting beat up by pokémon and humans left and right made me a little tougher than normal. Most kids would have died from my wounds or from that spat I got into with those birds. I'm one of the few that pushed through my trial and prevailed. Garrny or Grey or whatever Prof. Oaks' grandson's name is, he would have been eaten alive same with Rick and Yancy. Well, being the blue I'm sure Yancy would be been fine. She's more my rival than anyone. Even more so than Gravy or was it Greg.
"You have well-formed back muscles that really help huh?" What she meant to say is that my back muscles kept me from sustaining much worse damage than I could have. The nerves in my shoulders are fine seeing that I can move my arms still and feel my fingers. She's treating me like a child and trying to explain the state of my injuries to me. I don't really care because I know how hurt I was the entire time. My manifestation of aura allows me to "know" the condition of my body. I knew I'd die in my death march to the center if I kept going the way I was. I didn't care at the time. I'm scared to the point I'm shivering a bit now at the thought but then I was driven to save my comrades. We fought and survived together and I owe them to try and get them the help they needed.
"Your arms are well formed as well. That's impressive for one so young." I can fight my way through a murder and that takes some strength and speed accompanied by my sheer will to survive. Climbing up trees for hours and climbing through the currents at the bottom of the rocky rivers outside of Pallet Town does much to break in the body for extreme feats beyond normal children's typical abilities.
"My knife?" I asked. Before I came in here she took my clothes and my only means of protecting myself away from me. I felt sort of strange without my knife with me. Out of place but I'm safe here. I can relax.
"So what happened?" She asked back completely ignoring my question. A kid carrying a knife that's about eight inches long leaves much to be worried about. Even more when it's covered in blood. I want my knife back but I feel unless I indulge this woman's interrogation I'll never see it again.
"Last night, before the storm, a murder attacked me and my friends."
"A murder?" She asked. "Oh," she moaned in realizations. "Must have been at least eight or nine right?" She chuckled to herself.
"Multiply that by ten or so and you get close enough to what pidgey, pikachu, and I faced," I correctedher evenly.
"Really?" She giggled.
"It's fine if you don't believe me; after all a true murder can destroy a dozen people in moments. We survived overnight and through the storm to this morning. If not for Pikachu we'd be dead same with Pidgey. I'm sure he flew into the bulk of the birds to direct them away from us."
The nurse chuckled a little more weakly than before. I couldn't help but be serious right now for this matter is serious. "Y-you couldn't have… that's impossible." It is impossible for a normal kid and even a normal man to push through a murder alone. Thank the gods I wasn't alone then again I might have been better off if I had left Pikachu alone and ran off on my own. "Well you're safe now." I'm safe for now. I'm going to go out into the world again once I'm back up to speed. "After a day's rest you should be good to go."
Not surprising. Modern technology and medicine can mend bones and reattach limbs. If I didn't come here and tried to rest on my own I would have been bedridden for a week before I can move on. Nurse Joy wrapped my chest next and my leg. By this point I was completely naked and without my towel. "Your friends should be good by night fall."
"Thanks for this Nurse Joy but they're wild and soon not mine. They just helped me make it through the night and the storm. Once they're better you can release them and I'll be on my way once you're finished."
"You're gonna leave them?"
"They're not mine. I haven't caught them so I have no call over what they do after they get better. Once you're finished I plan to leave."
"But your clothes are torn and ripped."
"It will be fine. I can buy more later." The nurse looked up to me. I was tired that much is true but not too tired that I can't function. I pushed off the table and the nurse backed off away from me. I tested my legs with a shake and rolled my shoulders.
"I'm not finished yet young man." Her tone shifted to what she used against Officer Jenny. I quickly sat down and nodded. Nurse Joy smiled and went back to wrapping my left leg. "Such a strong boy to go through what you did. I'm impressed. Truly."
I smiled. "Thank you Nurse Joy."
Nurse Joy snort, "Nurse Joy number 2 with most of my cousins, aunts, and nephews in the same position as me."
"Family business?"
"Something like that? What about you young man?"
"Me?" I questioned.
"How long have you been on your journey?"
"For less than a day," I sighed. She blinked at me. "I came from Pallet Town and this happened on the route here."
"Ah," she cringed. "I-I see. Well you don't have to worry because not every route is like that."
"I'll see." I going to have to if I wish to continue my journey. After last night I'm almost tempted to go back home and try again after a couple more years.
"Done." Nurse Joy announced joyfully.
"Thank you," I said in relief. I've been sitting and watching her work for a while now. I'm not sure how long because there's no clocks around here, but I know it's been at least a couple hours. Just as I began to climb off the bed I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. I was about to ask what's wrong but suddenly felt a pinch in my neck and grit my teeth as something cold entered my body. "Get some sleep young man. You'll need it for the PRS to come into effect."
"The what?" I gripped my neck and she pulled out what looked to be a syringe from it and held it in front of me. The world became a haze and I found myself losing the light in my eyes. She drugged me? Why? What's PRS? What's going to happen to me? All these thoughts swirled through my mind as my head became progressively lighter by the second. The room began to shift and swirl to the point that I almost became dizzy like a severely confused pokémon. I began to feel a bit of fear but that too faded away the moment it touched my thoughts. I fell forward with extremely heavy eyelids. My face hit something soft that smelled of sweet Peca and Oran berries and a warmth encased my body. I felt almost safe and secure in a way I never thought possible. I heard a soothing "Shhh," and then the darkness took me.
I yawned and groaned as I began to wake up from my slumber. I clenched my fists and rolled my feet to test their functionality and found them good to go. I lifted my stomach up to arc up my back until I heard a soft crack and stretched my limps to do the same. I don't feel any pain and feel so warm right now under my covers and in my bed. The thoughts of memories of my first day of my journey flooded my mind but I just shook them off. It was a dream. There's no way that could happen to me and all that crazy stuff could happen to me. It was a dream and those injuries never happened else I'd be in pain right now. I don't remember the last time I rested this well in my life as well. Maybe the fact it never happened and I'm in the comfort of my home brought forth a feeling of ease. That must be. To bee this rested though I must've had a long day yesterday. I wonder what's for breakfast.
"Mom," I called downstairs and yawned again. I waited for a response but she didn't answer. "Mama," I called again as I stretched a bit more under my covers. I guess she didn't hear me which is strange. No matter how softly or quietly I call mom can always hear. Sometimes it drives me crazy but it's very nice as well. I guess she's out right now to get food for breakfast. That's one of the few times I call and hear nothing back.
"I see your awake sweetie," I heard truly endearing words and smiled a bit.
I leaned up from my bed and wiped my eyes to get the sleep out of the corners and yawned, "Yeah mom." I could feel her smile at my words and she placed a hand on my head and ruffled my hair. It made me groan and growl because I hate it when mama doesn't that and she knows that.
"You sleep well?" I think she asked but it sounded more like a statement of fact. "You've had a really eventful time to sleep al the way into the afternoon."
Afternoon? That means I slept through breakfast, brunch, lunch, and linner. I almost never do that. Once I smell food I come running. I slept walked to the table once and momma had to shake me awake so I could eat. That means she didn't cook any of those meals today which is strange again. She heard me call not once but twice and only then responded and hasn't cooked for most of the day. Her scent is a bit different as well but I ignored it. Maybe she's using a new conditioner made of berries instead of herbs. That'll be a first but it happens once ever red moon, literally. "A little," I finally responded as I stretched my legs and curled my toes. "So what's for dinner?" I asked. I'm starving and need some food.
I heard soft laughing and it sounded strange. It was full of amusement and insincere of my emotions. That isn't right. My mother giggles but it's nice and makes me smile. She doesn't even laugh at people but just small actions. If she's amused towards someone in general at most she'd just smile. The aura as well. Her aura is wrong. It's reversed. Stacked on with the difference in actions, scent, habits, emotions, and her direction towards my feelings I came to only a single conclusion. This woman next to me isn't my mother.
I opened my eyes fully and jus about jumped into a CQC stance to pretext myself from this stranger until I saw pink blossom colored hair. I blinked a couple times until my aura vision gave way for my actual visual sight. "Nurse Joy?" The pink haired scary lady of a nurse stood next to my bed with an enclosed platter in front of her on top of a small cart. She picked up the platter and sat it down on a night table at the side of the bed and smiled.
"Fish steak and eggs is what's for dinner Mr. Ketchum. These are pidgeotto eggs as well from the stock hold just for you. I heard you prefer more "natural" cuisines than normal synthetic," she laughed a bit before equipping a light smile. I felt my cheeks warm up as if they were slapped a thousand or so times. I just called another woman my mom by mistake. My life is over. Someone please just end me. God I'm so embarrassed that it feels like I was slapped outside the face three times by more mom and she hits really, really hard when she loses her temper. I've seen it happen twice and hope I never see a third.
"Its okay," she pat my head and smiled as if reading my mind with ease. "During the… thing a lot of people called me "mom" every now and again. Its sort of sweet really." During the war she means which might explain a couple things. Her comfortable direction towards my wounds and the humming while doing it can translate to her being a combat medic or something in the past. She looked old enough, being maybe in her mid-thirties, but still really pretty. She smells good too. "You such a cute boy for saying that!" Nurse Joy wrapped her arms around my back and hugged me into her chest. Soft and smells like peca and Oran berries. I felt my body relax and my head rest on her chest. This… is nice.
"Hey Nurse Joy,"I called to her softly.
"Hmm?"
I looked up to the woman, "how long have I been asleep?"
"Hm," she looked up with a smile. "I wonder that myself." Now she's teasing me like some sort of stubborn older sister figure. "Its been maybe four or five hours." So I've rested long enough then and yet she still looks a little surprised. "I'm shocked you woke up when you did." Her drug was probably meant to keep me out for a good eight to ten hours but with the power of the aura its not hard to filter out drugs much faster than normal. "Come on and eat Mr. Ketchem. You must be famished."
"Ash." I corrected her.
"Huh?"
I pushed myself away from her chest. "Please call me Ash not "Mr. Ketchum' Nurse Joy. It makes me feel old," I joked and this time she snickered a bit and pinched my cheek. "And what does famished mean?. I asked. I've read a lot of books and seen the word used a few times but only have an idea of what it means.
"It means to be extremely hungry," Nurse Joy giggled and pat my head again. I waved her hand away from my charcoal hair lightly.
"And kid like you has no right to say that. Bring up your age being as young as you are." Compared to her age I suppose so. I'd like nothing more than to get older and cooler. I can picture it now. Me with all the badges of the Indigo League with an awesome team of Pokémon behind me. That would be cool.
Speaking of Pokémon a thought crossed my mind. "Hey Nurse Joy, are my friends okay?"
"The pikachu and your Pidgey?" I nodded. "They're still in recovery, but I'd say they'll be fine in another hour or so. Well, your pidgey will be fine but your pikachu will need a bit more time until he's healthy, but he'll pull through easily. He's strong like you. The three of you are," she said with a nod of approval.
"Can I see them?"
Nurse Joy smiled. "Sure. Eat your food and get your clothes on. Go out those doors and take a left to the main lobby." Nurse Joy pat my head on more time before leaving me to my devices. I sighed and laid back on my bed.
It wasn't a dream and everything that I remember happening actually happened. I survived a murder and almost died from exhaustion and blood loss. The thought of it made me gulp and pant a bit. I really don't want to die but what if my other routes are a repeat of that? My hands shivered and and rolled into my covers. I balled up and tried to calm down.
"Momma, what should I do…?" I grabbed my hair and breathed. "Lucario, I really wish you were here with me." The memories of that single moment when it was me against them all. Just me with pikachu down'd. I didn't worry about dying. To be honest I almost felt alive and it scares me a bit. I love to fight and I'm used to fighting against overwhelming odds but it was always controlled. I was always safe in the way it wasn't death defying. I got beat up and hurt but it wasn't like that. I was there and I was focused. I was like a machine. I worked in the same fluid motion as I practiced with Lucario. I felt alive like never before knowing that I had to protect myself and pikachu against that. So many people gave been picked apart by a murder and I survived. Being in the middle of that pit in the dark my aura came alive. I came alive.
I'm scared of myself. I know my body well and know how it works. I'm afraid of dying and never felt more live than in the middle of it. I'll search for it. I know I will as a hunter and Trainer. I know my father did and became a hero. Did he feel this as well? Is this why he did what he did to become Red? This fire within me… it's smoldering and the embers encase me. I'm afraid but this is just a single day in my journey. I still have much more to go on. I don't want to disappoint my mom or Prof. Oak. I don't want to give up on myself either on the what if's.
"Even when you fall force through it until you stand above your obstacle," I repeated Lucario's words.
I shook my head and punched away the covers I wrapped around myself. I struggled a bit to escape them and succeeded in a second. Note to self: punching sheets and linen makes them angry enough to use Wrap on you. Despite the bit of apprehension in my body I felt pretty good considering what happened to me. That food made me noticed just how hungry I really am. I reached for the meat and took it in hand without use of the fork and took a large bite out of it. Good but a little tough. I prefer my meat soft and easy to bite into. The meat is generic too like straight out of the freezer and packaging. It might be that dehydrated food my mom told me that are used in the big city's since that big food crisis years before I was born. Something tells me that maybe life before I was born was harder than it is now.
With someone like Red in the world it was made a brighter place. I want to meet my dad at least once in my life not just get a letter or the occasional call. "I bet he visits mom sometimes but most of the time I was outside away from the house. Mom said he came when I went missing but I never saw him once. I want to meet him just once and maybe… go to an amusement park together. It's a stupid wish but it's one I have regardless. I want a father and son moment like I've seen in mom's soap opera things or what I read in my library of books. I want my dad to praise me for doing a good job and pat me over the head. I want to kick him in the dual Electrodes as well for never coming to see for most of my life. I saw it done on tv once or twice and it looked fun. Plus he deserves it.
I yawned and pushed the plate back to the table once I finished and leaned back up. "Time to go." I climbed up to my feet and reached for a set of clothes to the side. They washed and repaired my clothes which was nice of them to do. I put my clothes on and reached for a complementary jacket that the Pokémon Center give to new trainers once they reach their first Center. That's nice of them that's for sure to give me one in my size and black with red stitching. The Pokémon Center logo is on the front on the left side of my chest next to the zipper. It has a hoody as well. I pulled on my grey sockets and tied down my boots on my feet. I noticed a couple marks on it from pecks. I have Pokémon resistant boots I won in a competition in Viridian City. I grabbed my Championship hat as well and placed it on my head. "So many letters," I groaned at the memory.
I picked up my Pokémon case and snapped it to my belt. I did the same for my pokédex but not before logging in my findings, visuals, and experiences into the journal all trainers have. I submitted the Murder and the rainbow god Pokémon I saw fly through the sky. Last was my knife. I gripped the leather on the grip and it felt different to me. A little heavier. I pulled the blade out and notice it shined abnormally bright. Something was on the blade. Some manner of oil and the edge looked new like it was just sharpened. Did she service my knife? That was nice of her and unexpected. I placed my knife back in the sheath and clipped it to my belt last. I grabbed my jacket and tied the sleeves around my waist then walked out of the room.
My current desire is to check up on my friends and pray Nurse Jenny doesn't tease me anymore. I don't think my cheeks can take much more.
A/N: This one came out sort fast but I wanted to get this out of the way to focus on something else for the rest of the week. Hope this turned out okay and a bit informative as well before to expand the world's powers a bit more. Thanks for reading and please review.
By the way, it s pokémon eggs and most belong to bird types and works much like it does in our world.