The love of a game.
Chapter 4
I don't own Pokemon.
Emma Pov
Despite what you may think, I didn't go with Ash. For the same reason I didn't tell people about Gary. He's got a set out story and I couldn't get involved. I did find someone to travel with though. A boy about a year older than me named Steven. Like me, he had a young charmandar. She looked a lot like Jason, only female. He called her Miki, which I found cute. We hit it off well and I was eager to get going.
We left the next morning, we headed out. I explained my story as best I could, walking backwards to see his face as we talked. "So, you come from another world?" he asked, Miki on his shoulder. I nod "Yeah, and I think I need to beat the elite four to go home again." Jason rides on my shoulder. 'If you go home, will I go too?' he asks. 'I hadn't thought of that….I don't think so...' Steven looks over. "Well, we better train fast if we're going to get you home." He smiles. I nod, grinning.
The first time I realized that Steven's connection to Miki was just as strong as mine to Jason was during our first gym battle. He'd lost and Miki had fainted…so did he. They both took a day and a half to recover. To say I was shocked and horrified was an understatement. I was so scared for Jason, I refused to let him battle for weeks. I didn't care that I needed to win battles and fight the elite to get home.
The pain from our first battle was bad, but I've learned to handle it. Miki was growing faster than Jason was, but I didn't mind that. I was happy for Steven. By the time we reached the elite, both Miki and Jason were power charmandars. Steven went first, then me. It was a struggle and hurt a lot, but we made it! We won and even beat Steven's rival, his brother or something.
Much to my joy/disappointment, I didn't go home afterwards. Something else was keeping me here….I just don't know what.
