The Life of Raizu Kawashima
By: David Koch
14
Karma is a bitch. I should know, I shunned my dad my whole life, and now everyone is trying to kill me. Figures, that is just my luck. I leave Pallet Town, and get attacked by the whole police force of Viridian, and nearly lose my life to some half-baked curse to a kind woman who was blinded by rage. Now, I travel with my Ninetails, named Abby (that arrogant little…), my Lucario, Markus (who is a bit too polite for his own good), and my precious eevee, who has been my closest friend from the start. I don't know her name though, and it still scratches me from the darkest depths of my mind, and I do have two pokémon who can talk to me via telepathy, but I don't bother. I guess trying to live is a higher priority than learning your closest friend's name. I suppose…
My company and I have just left Lavender, having dealt with the whole curse ordeal already that plagued me the day I left Viridian. My two friends include Sakura, the West Kanto Pokémon ranger. She has on a bright crimson shirt, with a dark green vest on over it. Her hair is now just one long ponytail straight down her back, but it was two smaller ones when I met her. She always wears white tennis shoes and equally dark green shorts. My other friend, a "Panda Pokémon" fanatic, is Serena. She has on sky blue trench coat, which she never uses actually, except for pokéballs really. Her shorts are tan and go down to about her knees. Her shirt is pink, and has a picture of this "panda" creature's head. Main part is white, while the ears and snout are black. Like this, her hair is done up in two buns, each black, and the rest of her hair dyed white.
For now, we have resolved to try and disband Team Rocket, but that seems like an epic idea. How can 3 people disband an entire organization that has planted its roots in this continent's government since day one?
I have no idea, but I plan to find out. The same day we left Lavender, I decided that I would talk to Markus in private again, wondering exactly WHAT he did for my father. A pokémon can't exactly "work" for a person, but that is how he described his position with my father, and I intend to find out more.
The whole day, we just walk, having friendly conversation, totally keeping off the track of Team Rocket, when before we know it, it turns to evening. We set up our camp again, and just after the girls go to sleep, I decide to talk with Markus. I grab his pokéball and head out of the field and into the forest, for seclusion. More than likely he is asleep, but I could care less right now.
I find a small clearing in the forest, regretting not having put on my shoes before I walked out here, the sticks cutting at my feet as I walked through them. I sit myself on a tree stump (I find a lot of these…) and release Markus from his pokéball. He appears in the familiar red flash on the ground, still bandaged up from the tower experience and lying down, sleeping. I nudge him awake and he gets to attention quickly, but winces when he stands up, the wound not even being an entire day old.
What did you call me out here for, Raizu? He asks.
"I find that obvious, but I'm asking." I say. "I need to know about my father. I hardly know anything besides that he was a kind man, so what can you tell me? Why is he involved with Team Rocket at ALL is my main question?"
That will come with time.
"Damnit Markus! You are MY pokémon now, and I want to know what my father has to do with anything. I can't do much if you don't tell me, but I won't be able to trust you if you clam up!"
Fine. Tomorrow night we shall talk.