I would've updated sooner, but I couldn't due to the fact that I was seperated from the computer by several hundred miles.

Chapter 15: Cars are not Pokemon

Who would've known that the little Pichu we rescued would turn out to be the son of a lord? From what I learned from King Krow, it's good to have a guy with power on your side!

"Thank you, young Ralts and Charmander, for assisting my son."

"Actually, he was assisting us," I mentioned, "We were being chased by a trainer when this Raticate led us here for help."

"I see. My son is a brave boy, even though he only hatched five days ago!" Rocky had a proud look on his face when Lord Volt said that.

"Is that true?! I was hatched a week and a half before!" Finally, I'm older than someone!

"So, what are your names?" asked Lord Volt.

"My name is Jonathan," I said.

"And I'm Ember!"

Lord Volt nodded in acknowledgement, "You live with humans, correct? I can tell by that bowtie you're wearing."

"Yes, we live with humans. Why do you ask?"

"My son is still at a young age. I think it would be best to learn about the good and bad qualities of humans," he said, "If it is alright with you two, I would like him to accompany you from time to time so he can learn more about them."

"Sure, it's alright," Ember said.

"We can teach him a lot of things," I said.

"Very well. Would you like to go now, Rocky?"

"Yeah, dad!" Rocky exclaimed. He seemed very eager to learn about humans.

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"So, what do you think would be a good way to teach him about humans first?" Ember asked. I almost considered requesting TV, but that's not a good way for a kid to learn. Unless, of course, it's educational, but we needed him awake to learn.

"How about… the park?" I requested.

"What's a park?" Rocky asked.

"It's kinda like a meadow where humans and pokemon go to play, but it's surrounded by buildings instead of trees."

"What's a building?"

"It's a giant hollow rock full of steel and unmeltable warm ice," Ember explained in a way that was easy enough for a five day old to understand.

"Wow! How big is it?"

"Bigger than any tree in the forest," he said.

"I can't imagine that!" Rocky said.

"You don't have to," I said as we left the forest. Rocky's face lit up with wonder when he saw the city. His eyes were darting to and fro, capturing all the info he could. "ROCKY, DON'T RUN INTO THE STREET!!!"

Ember and I pinned Rocky to the ground, inches from the street. "Wow, those are huge pokemon!" he exclaimed. The pokemon he was referring to were the cars that were whizzing centimeters from our faces.

"AAAAAAAHHH!!!" Ember and I screamed simultaneously.

"Hey, Jonathan," Ember asked with a shaky tone, "Your luck doesn't rub off on others, does it?"

"No. If it did, then Jenny would've caught it years ago."

"It's that Ralts again!" yelled the familiar voice of Jim.

"Oh, for the love of… leave me alone you persistent ba-"

"Finn, use water gun!" Jim yelled before I had a chance to finish that sentence.

"Run for it!"

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Ember Rocky and I ran at top speed as Jim and Finn chased us. A short while after we started, we quickly agreed on where would be the best place to hide. As we passed the corner store for the third time (I was leading) we were closing in on the apartments where I lived. Jenny was at work now, so our best bet was Mark.

"MAAAAAAAARK!!! HEEEEEEEEEELP!!!" Ember yelled. Inside his house, Ember's trainer heard the cry of his Charmander. Grabbing his crutches, he headed outside as fast as he could.

As for us, we were trapped. I may have forgotten to mention this, but the space between Jenny's apartment and Mark's house was a dead end alley. "Why even try and bother to run?" Finn asked, "Any new pokemon Jim sees, I make sure to capture."

Rocky was shivering as he hid behind us. For some reason, the wheels in my head started spinning at high speeds when I noticed him. I don't know what provoked them, but I wasn't complaining. I thought back to the day I hatched. Fang the Houndoom said that dark beats psychic any day. I never understood what he meant by that until I learned that I was a psychic. By the statement he said, it sounded like all psychics had a weakness to dark attacks. I also remember Howler mentioning that.

Then my mind traveled back to earlier that day. When Ember was hit by that stream of water, he looked like he was really hurt, but when I was hit it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. I then realized Ember's fire abilities were susceptible to water attacks, such as Finn's.

From these deductions, I realized that Finn must've had a weakness too. Further memories showed Lord Volt crackling with electricity. I remembered a phrase from elementary science class: Water conducts electricity. Rocky, being Lord Volt's son, most likely inherited that.

These thoughts were probably basic to even starting trainers, but for people who never studied pokemon in their lives, it took a while to deduce. "Rocky, do you know any electrical attacks?" I asked.

"A-a few. Why d-do you ask?"

"Use one of them, it'll probable hurt Finn more than Ember's fire attacks!"

"A-alright."

I advised Ember, who was getting hit with enough water to fill up a pool, to stand back. As soon as he jumped out of Rocky's attack range, Rocky let out a shocking bolt of thunder which hit Finn dead on.

"Way to go Rocky!" we cheered. Of course, we stopped when we smelled burnt mouse. Rocky was on the floor with several sections of singed fur.

"Rocky, are you ok? That attack looked like it OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHY WON'T YOU STAY DOWN?!?" Even though Rocky's attack was effective against Finn, it wasn't enough to bring her down.

"Because you are a very rare pokemon, and Jim wishes to train you." Jim took out a poke ball and aimed it. Ember charged forward, but Finn tackled him, pinning him to the wall in the process. He threw the ball at me, which I dodged just in time. Unfortunately, I tripped on one of the trash can lids laying on the ground. This gave Jim enough time to pull out another ball and throw it at me before I had a chance to dodge.

The situation was pretty hopeless.