Jordan: Yeah! NEW CHAP!
Kirby: Yay?

Jordan: -hugs- BE happy were on four now!

Kirby: No I can't

Jordan: Why?

Kirby: Cause, I'm..ugh…purple.

Jordan: -astonished- No your not yo-… YOU ARE PURPLE!

Kirby: -groan-

Jordan: Oh my god! THIS IS HILARIOUS!

Kirby: STOP

Jordan: -laughing-

Yah new chap, LONG chap. So GOOD chap. Spark's first battle! Whose it against will he win or will he LOSE! Is he ever gonna follow Cam. Is Flick ever going to stop being such a princess? Find out in THIS CHAPTER!


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Damn! This crappy food is as hard as a rock! I was gnawing on a scrap of bread handed to me by my brainwashing associate. Feeling as if my teeth were chipping off, I renounced on the morsel of stiff bread. And leaned against the pole we were eating at.

All around us were citizens, buying food and things for themselves and their victims. Glancing over I see a blonde girl with an ivory backpack, snatching at some portly apples, that were crimson, and sniffing and tasting some peacha (A/N I think that's it) berries that glittered a pink glow.

I was starved.

And I could assume Flick and Cam were too. They lounged about, trying to snap at the hopeless bread. Though Flick had surrendered a wile ago (her beak wasn't well equipped with this) Cam was still gorging the pale contents. I gave a sigh and beamed at Flick, she was perched on the railing that lined the pole I was slanted on. And was also a pasty gray, she had her head tilted, and her eyes half-closed. Her wings were locked in their resting positions, fully recovered.

I moaned, and wondered upon why I wasn't now mind-controlled by Camron. (OR was it Camler?) I supposed that I was avoiding his waves of conspiracy quite well. But in the pit of my heart (like the pit of that juicy Peach that Ivysaur was chewing on) that Cam was plotting a terrible crime against me, just lingering until the right moment to control me.

So, I was careful to disobey all his commands. When he commanded for me to climb back into that crazed torture chamber I refused then sank my teeth into his left calf. When he ordered for me to stay beside him, I dashed off and head butted that dazzled girl he was flirting with, and when he begged for me to get along with Flick, I taunted her, and then dodged as she was rammed into him.

I just did not understand why he hadn't lost his patience and used his power, to rummage me into a pricy slave. Though I loathed that fricking Pidegotto, I pitied that she was under his command. Though never in a million years would I assist her into escaping his wrath.

Sighing, I gave a hard earned glare at Cam. Who at the time didn't look like a mastermind. Not even a man, he was breaking his teeth trying to devour the bread, he was clutching its sides and praying for it to just crumble into a spongy substance.

And, his foolery was irritating me. So you know what I did? I zapped him,

The curling lighting cooked the bread into an ashy substance, and I giggled as he fooled about in a throbbing hurt. This caught Flick's attention, and she shot a look at me snickering. She sighed and stretched out her wings, concluding with a tiring yawn. I strode to the railing (As Cam had just settled down).

"Where does he get this crap?" I question as I hold up the disgusting bread.

She cocked her head, getting a good look at the Spearow gorging some Poke-food (disgusting stuff, I DO NOT recommend it).

"He got it from his mum when he left. And hens been out for what three weeks?"

I gaped at her, EW. I was eating three-week-old FOOD??

"Doesn't he have money???"

"Nope, you get money from other trainers after you beat them."

What?

"Huh?" I tilted my head in confusion, feeling my neck cringe, looking up at Flick was starting to make my muscles sting.

"Oh yeah, you've only been with us for like a few days." She said as if she was superior, and I some blind idiot.

"Yeah, I noticed." Was my reply and it was drenched in loathing.

"Well, its sorta complicated. You see, the reason why Camron caught you. Was to train you, so he can battle with their trainers. You see when a human becomes a trainer they battle each other. It's like a dignity kind of thing. Once you battle specific powerful trainers, you earn a title of a Master Trainer." Flick spoke clearly and carefully. She had a slow tone, which would make other Pokemon predict me as a moron. She gave a sly mile. And I pondered on what the heck this was.

"So they don't brainwash you?'

"What?"
"You're not brainwashed?"

"Oh god no."

"But then, wait. So your not his slave."

"Well, yes were kind of like his slaves, but I don't understand the whole brainwashing thing."

"Never mind." I stated, my own brain about to explode. So they don't brainwash Pokemon? Then why do they obey them? And why would some stupid human wanna do that?

As I sulked in my questions, Cam had calmed down, he was exploring in the contents of his backpack. I guessed for some of that liquid crap he put on Flick's burns. I shuffled in my thinking space when a chuckle was suppressed from above me.

I glanced up, an girl with charcoal locks that curled up in a ponytail was the culprit. She was wearing an white laced Visor that had a pink Torture device upon it. On her body she bore, a pink tang top covered with a denim short jacket, she had a short denim skirt lined in fake jewels. On her belt was the line of the torture devices. And she let out another cackle, and pointed at Cam.

Cam was shocked as he scrambled up to the woman. She smiled.

"Looks like you've done well with your Pokemon. Oh don't even try to hide it, I saw you getting beat up by a Pichu!"

Cam was utter flabbergasted, and he stuttered as she spoke to him.

"Hey! Spark is stronger than he looks!" Yeah! I'm stronger than you missy.

"Sure, but obviously you are the same as ever." She smirked and grasped one of the shining balls on her belt. She flipped a strand on black hair on her face then beamed at me.

"Wanna battle?"

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You could just imagine what was rushing through my brain. As the short-skirted girl led us to an edge of a tan dipped grass field. As I shuffled around, the scents of other Pokemon where tempting to chase after.

But the curiosity of these two humans was dazzling me so. Cam seemed on a crumble edge, and the girl was in a cheerful mood.

"Stara, I never knew you trained Pokemon." Cam stated, as I walked near his faded converse.

"Well, after you left. I reconsidered the idea. Now forget about this crap and lets get to business!" Stara, for which I believed was her name, held an ecstatic impression printed on her face. Twirled a ruby and white ball through her fingers, then let it slip s it grew into a rock sized one. Opening it revealed, a small green Caterpie. Caterpie's were nothing compared to me, they usually had a emerald skin and red tipped barbs that they'd bash at you with.

Caterpies were little cheaters that's what.

Cam gave a proud smirk then turned to me who was observing peacefully.

"Spark! Rip that squirt to pieces!'

Uh no. I rebuffed his command, and started to clean myself as I stroked my fur. Cam's cheeks burned a scarlet and he hastily whispered to me.

"Come one Spark, please?" I huffed and dashed to a tree's shady branches and started to gnaw on the bark.

The girl gave a chortle, and smiled in amusement. She gestured her hand out into a long swerve.

"Oh Cam, I guess that 'Every Pokemon LOVES me' thing didn't' work out for you?" she clasped her stomach and gave a laugh. Caterpie slammed his eyes in a snicker too. And I leaned back and watched happily them mock Camron.

"Grr, go, Flick!"

Flick pounced from her perch off his shoulder. She hovered over the ground and let out rushed breaths.

"I never knew a PICHU would bring you down so much Camy." She mocked, and responded in a sarcastic sweet tone.

"Dive for the thing Flick!" Flick flapped her wings, and then lunged for the Caterpie who was crouched over the grass.

"Vivi, duck!" Vivi hustled to the ground with her duck. Flick missed barely, and swooped back through the skies. Tearing them open like a knife, she rummaged them and striked at Vivi once more.

Vivi was hit; she let out a hushed howl, as she was thrusted into a patch of dirt. And she scrambled up with a rebound attack. She ran at Flick and cried out a shout, Flick spiraled through the air. Then cawed as she started to flap her wings, they grew into that familiar Tornado.

The gust swooned over the grass, and carried Vivi through the air. Who cried the whole time, as she twisted through the skies, and then landed with a scary thud. She seemed unconscious.

"Yeah! Way to go, Flick!" Flick let out a victory cry and flipped in a few circled before she receded back to land. She perched on the tree's tricky branch. And ruffled her feathers, glancing at me.

I decided to be friendly, and give a triumphant smile. She rolled her eyes, and pivoted her head to Cam, concluding with a snobby 'Humph!'

God, what's biting her? Everything. I answered myself with a witty smirk, and then beamed at the female trainer who was shocked of her Vivi's performance. Withdrawing her in the ball, she let out a growl.

"It's okay Vivi, you did awesome." A little encouragement that would lift both her and the Caterpie's spirit. I chuckled, and then leaped from my perch. Lingering beneath the relaxing shade of the bush, I let out a sigh.

Cam gave a smirk and pointed in a taunting way at Stara, the female trainer.

"Whoa Star, never knew a Caterpie losing brought you down so much." He scoffed then urged on his goad with a low laugh. He then twisted his head back to me and Flick, whom was picking at the leaves that were scattered in her feathers I was basking in the sun, to go.

"Go for it, Flick!" And the Pidgeotto soared the skies, twitching her feathers that quivered ever so slightly.

Stara gave a small smile, one of those persuading smiles, which made your heart feel all warm and moist inside. She curled her hand over the ball, and thrusted it at Flick, whom had dodged it just barely, then it plummeted to the dead grass glowing wit an azure tint.

"Get 'em Scar!"

"You're going down." Was what the Squirtle uttered to Flick, though she was not frightened, the voice made me shiver horribly. His mood was cold and gray, full of dullness and a deep voice that made you tremble. Scar gave a smirk; he was a baby blue, with chocolate brown eyes that glimmered as the sun's rays embraced their pupils, which glowed a gleaming black.

He had a hard incrusted bronzed shell, and it looked awful hard, and on his face was a noticeable pink scar. That ripped down from the eyebrow as it curved to the right tip of his thin lips.

"Flick star off with a quick attack!" Flick circled the skies, and snaked her way down in a blink of an eye. Waves of air were smoking of her wing's rudder's and she had her beak pointed ready to strike.

"Withdraw!" As fast as ever, Scar retreated into his fortress, his shell. Flick unable to stop crashed into it severely injuring her head. She moaned and blood peered from the side of her beak, and she cawed.

"Scar use tackle!" Scar rushed faster than ever, I don't think I've ever witnessed such a spectacular burst of speed as he lurched for Flick. Whom was thrown off by the hard shell smashing into her skull once more.

"Flick use gust!"

Cam looked on edge sweat rimmed his brow as his finger's pierced his palm of his hands. I rolled around and gave a chuckle, oh what a show.

Flick scooped the air, as if she was fully healed. She spooned it with her wings then flapped in a brief hover as she clasped her wings together. The gust was furious and it tore the ground, ripping roots from the ground and tossing animals away. Scar hid in his shell again only to be flanged al over the meadow.

Flick was giving off raspy breaths. And she was exhausted playing two fights in a row. But Scar was just getting started he grinned, then blasted a mouthful of raging water and it bashed into Flick. Making her flutter to the ground. Scar grinned and let out another and another, water being shot as if it was a gun from his mouth was boring holes into her. Flick was soaked to the bone when he was finished, and she shuddered as the water froze her muscles and insides all icy cool.

Flick struggled getting up, I almost pitied her for the Pidgeotto's strong will, but she fainted her body just glistening with fatigue.

"It's okay Flick return." The sad response being murmured from Ca made my heart swell and pound with gratitude towards the victor Scar. And I gave a relaxed grin, and placed my yellow plump arms in the back of my head. Whistling a cheery tune that made y heart turn into a hot mass of energy, and it sang as it thumped loudly, as if it was whistling along.

Cam sighed and hung his head, ready to be hammered with ridicule and witty comments.

"Well Cam, seems you've never had the trainer's blood like you always brag about. Ha!" She smirked, and closed her eyes all happy. Soaking in her glorious win.

"And you making statements that I would never last. Well, I've been training already for a week and I beat you!"
Cam glanced at Flick's weird torture device, and for the first time I felt sorry for him.

Well, not for long of course when I was painfully reminded of never beaming at my home again, and the Crab that had brutally abused my wrist, and my wrist's healing process or his attempts in trying to lock me away in that torture chamber. No, never would I feel sorry for him.

Kay, just a tiny bit.

As Stara mouthed out heart wrenching teases to Camron. I sauntered near Cam's faded converse, and plopped myself beside it. I glanced at the human who had caught and tried to befriend me, and I snorted rudely to him.

But he took no notice, and just hung his head, glowering at the dirt, as if it was some fowl criminal.

What a wimp, one little lose and he bawls over it.

I gave another disgusted snort, and glared at him. Suddenly a brush of movement prickled at my ear. Scar had his eyes locked on me, hungry for my combats, and his ravenous look made my insides squirm, and they churned in their places.

"So you ain't fightin'?" He stated his accent loomed in my ears, echoing the same words over and over again. I nodded slowly, and took a breath that seemed to make my throat all muggy and as if it was blistering, no words peeked out.

"What ya scared of mea?" He taunted me, his scar sheering in the sun, I felt my stomach flip. Scar scared the hell out of me.

"Oh come on ya flabbergasted freak! You ain't gonna fight mea?" I was flabbergasted out of my mind, it was as if I had crawled out of my skin making me vulnerable and weak.

Scar got angry and blasted a shot of water at me, which I dodged though I knocked cam to the grass. Sputtering he coughed and groaned, the girl laughed and patted Scar on the noggin.

"Good boy."

"You little weakling! Fight me, man your mama must've dropped dead and rolled over when she saw you." Suddenly I felt myself grow dark. Never had ANYONE insulted me and my mother in such an unhonorable fashion. And I could feel my cheeks hackle against their stickery sides. I let out a snarl, and stood up my back arched at Scar.

"You wanna fight?"

"Oh yeah little pipsqueak."

And with that I launched after him, and he lunged at me. Both our trainers were baffled, and they at first tried to break us apart. But we were inseparable, and I could se Cam's streak of hope that shunned through. But I didn't care; I just wanted this guy good and gone.

My electricity was spinning through me and it hurt so bad; it gave me sharp pangs that were stabbing my stomach. And I shrieked as Scar head butted it with such force it made me puke all over his shell. He let out a disgusted noise, and groaned.

"You little JERK!" He screamed and blast out another bullet full of hard water that almost crushed me. But I evaded it, and then set off a swirling mass of lighting that bounced off his shell Scar had tucked himself in.

The little coward.

It rode on like that for a while, I kept bashing him, and he kept slamming me, and his water kept sliding out his tongue with a miss. I skipped across the field, and dashed beneath him with a head butt. Bu the rocky shell clonked against my cranium, and I groaned in pain, as he seized his moment of victory. He unbolted his jaws, and let out another livid bullet of water. I squealed in shock, and was blasted to the other side of the field.

I got up feebly, smoothing my head, for I had compressed against the gnarly tree trunk of the old Japanese tree that hung over. I groaned, and took a second to attain a breath before Scar started to dart for me his water smashing all over. Me, being quick, shot up the tree's scratchy bark. Then as I gripped on a branch leaped and slammed my feet int Scar's shell. I could feel and hear the very audible sound of crunching beneath my feet. And I glanced, the tan shell had a minor crack in it's exterior.

I smirked, at the furious Scar. And, he sped more streams of aqua at me, I dodged three. But after them though, one rammed me, and standing my ground I gave out a curse.

"Not doin' to well ain't ya?" Scar mocked, and gave a chortle.

I leaped for an air born tackle, and my sparks (Hence my new name) stung as the electricity bristled through my whole body. I was so small and weak; all the energy that was attained in me was hard to control. I squeezed out a blast of electricity, and it soared the sky then ripping down at the grinning Scar. He inserted himself in his newly cracked shell. And the lighting bounced off of him, striking the plants and me. I cringed as the lighting coiled its self around me, constricting me into a embrace that was making my once moist heart become dry and ashy.

I sighed, and felt the lighting sting me. I was too frail to open another electrifying attack on Scar, and he'd just hide anyway. I moaned, knowing I'd soon faint if the fighting exceeded to this. I glimpsed at Cam, he was tearing his lower lip as he bit on it. His hands were curled into fists, and he had sweat glistening off his peachy skin.

I needed to find a way to get the electricity into Scar. Him being water that lighting would knock him out nice and good. But, I couldn't think of one. And when he scurried to me, I hurdled up, and I saw something.

The tree.

The tree. Of course!

"Hey ugly! If you want me come and get me!"

I smiled at my taunt, and Scar's face turned scarlet. And he cussed angrily at me, and I sprang for the tree.

" Come back her' yah little pipsqueak!"

I scampered up the tree's trunk. And for once, I was glad of it's notches that scuttled about. I leaned on a branch. The electricity was flowing, and I smiled, I could feel my lighting eager to be let free, and assault Scar's bald shining head.

"Oh yeah fat? You ugly piece of shit! Come on and get me! Wait, you need help? Too fat?"

"Ya little mother fucker!" He shouted and started to struggle as he hugged the tree to climb it.

Finally I could let the lighting strike.

And it did. It twisted through my crimson cheeks relieved of being set free. And was like ivy traveling all around it's nitches and bark. The whole tree polished with a yellow luster. And Scar, realizing his foolish mistake was electrified with a surprised expression on his face.

He shrieked then instantly fainted.

I smirked, ad I could muster a gasp escaping the lips of Stara. I delicately climbed down the tree. And leaned against her leaves and trunk. Thanking her so much.

Cam jogged over to me, a smile plastered on his face. He rose me up high, and laughed.

"You did it! Spark! You totally did it!" Yeah, I know. I gave him credit and smiled weakly. He hugged me close to his chest, I wanted to shock him and let him give out one of those petrified screams, but I didn't and instead nuzzled his chest, then snuggled to it.

It was so warm and moist in sweat, and I was so cold and dry.

"Yup, I did it."

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"Well Cam, that Pichu of yours is good."

"His name is Spark." I was nestled in a Pokemon Center bed, cuddling up nest to the cherry pillow and eaves dropping on Star's and Cam's conversation about me. And I grinned once I looked at scorched Scar tingling in his slumber.

"Yeah well, whatever. You know if you want you can meet my sis up there in Viridian. Her name is Claire." Cam pondered on this, he looked at the floor. As if he was questioning it's strange behavior.

"Maybe, I'm gonna go to the Boulder gym though."

Cam shifted uncomfortably in his chair; his face was shining with emotions. And I wondered why, I sighed in my sleep, and cam shot his head toward me. I kept my eyes though glazed open.

"Oh Spark's up."

"Cool, but I think you should, she's awesome at navigating and you well…aren't the best." Cam shot her a glare, and tried to spoon me up in his hands. But I angrily bit him. Still fuming, for his stupid ness in not letting me go, and capturing me. He shot his back, and looked surprised.

"Well, I thought he liked you now."

"Guess not." Cam replied, and sighed as he clamored some more sheets on me, trying to avoid being bitten. He strolled back to Stara, and I wondered what would happen if her sister visited us. Would she be a priss like Star? Or a annoyance like Cam? I wasn't sure, but I wanted to travel with anyone but Camron. Especially the new information I just achieved about his directional problem.

"Well, since Spark is awake and Flick's all better. I'm gonna check with the nurse, see if I can go." Cam prepared to walk up, but before he could Stara placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Here," She passed him a golden slip of paper. "It's her address."

"Okay."

And he strolled off, I sighed. Now marveling at what I had done, and what I imagined I will do.

Jordan and Kirby cut!

Jordan: So, -giggles- how did Mr.Pinkie turn purple?

Kirby: Well when the mob chased me they kinda…

Jordan: Hmm?

Kirby: -sigh- they threw bug blood on me

Jordan: EWWWWWWWWWW

Kirby: Yeah I know. And it wont come off.

Jordan: I'm not sure if I should be disgusted or amused. ILL BE BOTH

Kirby:- big eyes- NO

Jordan: -smiles- Oh yes.

Great chap you guys like like? WELL THEN REVIEW! NOW NOW NOW NOW! Anyway so what did ya think. Lotta mini mysteries. Heh heh. Who is Stara? How does she and Cam know each other? Whose Claire? Why does Stara want to make cam meet her so badly? Will Spark ever control his powers? Will they survive the Viridian forest? Will they meet any new Pokemon? What Pokemon? What will Jordan do to Kirby!

YOULL HAVE TO FIND OUT LATER HAH!