Update despite Saterday's chapter! You're welcome. (I was going to update Friday, but yesterday was realllllyyy fed up.) You may all now shower me with cookies and cuddly Eevees :3

Lindy's POV

"Excuse me Nurse Joy?" I said, getting the pinket's attention.

"Oh Lindy, your Pokémon should be ready now. They just needed a little medicine and rest," she told me with a kind smile.

"Oh that's good," I said relieved that I hadn't pushed them too soon after yesterday.

"I'll go get them for you, one moment please," she told me, heading to the back. She returned quickly. "Here you go, they're all in perfect health."

"Thank you, Nurse Joy," I said. "Well I'm going to go see if the Gym leader is there. I'll be back later, bye!"

"Good luck, Lindy," she said to me kindly.

"Thank yoooou," I called as I ran out of the Pokémon Center.

"Alright," I said to myself as I took out my guidebook and Beedrill's pokéball.

"Beeeeee," she buzzed as she was let out.

"Hi Beedrill, I need your help again," I laughed sheepishly, waving the guide.

"Bee-ee-ee-ee," she laughed at me for needing so much help.

"Oh come on! It's not my fault I'm bad with directions..." I pouted. "Anyway, it's gym time!"

"Drill!" the Poison Bee Pokémon buzzed happily.

"You wanna battle the gym leader?" I asked her, flipping to the index.

"Beedrillllll," she said flying around with excitement.

"Are you sure? The gym leader uses rock type Pokémon, so it'll be really hard for you," I explained to her.

"Bee...? Beee! Beedrill!" she buzzed with determination after a moment.

"Heh, alright. But first we need to get there," I laughed as I turned to the map of Pewter City.

"Drilllll," she flew closer to see the map.

"Okay so we're here, and the gym is here," I told her pointing to the book and dragging my index finger across the plastic like page. "Soooo... lead the way, Beedrill."

"Drillll," she buzzed as she darted off to the left.

"No no!" I yelled. "That way! I think..."

She came back down to look at the map again. "Drillll..." she said thoughtfully. She flew up high for a moment to get a better look then came back down.

"Drill!" she said, pointing one of her needles in a different direction than we both thought.

"Guess we we're both wrong," I said with a laugh. "Alright let's go!"

The Pewter Gym was large and made of stone gray. It had what looked to be bronze doors and support beams. Above the door was a giant boulder with PEWTER GYM engraved in the top left hand corner. In short, it did not look that welcoming at all, and frankly, I was nervous.

"Yesh... isn't this cute, huh Beedrill," I joked dryly. "Doesn't take a genius to guess what kind of gym this is, even if they didn't do their research."

"Drilll..." she said, slightly intimidated.

I went to open the large bronze doors but instead they were pulled open and an army of children ran over.

"GAAAAWH!" I screeched as I was plowed over, while Beedrill flew up into the air, safe from the mob.

"Ooooww..." I whimpered from the ground coughing on some dirt that had blown up after the stampede.

"Huh?"

"Hey look it's a person!"

"I think he's dead..."

"Oh no!"

"Brooock! There's a dead boy out here!"

"Hey I think he's alive."

"Poke him and find out!"

I was then attacked with the rough pokes of the little demons.

"OW! QUIT IT!" I roared, extremely offended and annoyed. "I'M NOT DEAD! AND I AM NOT A BOY!"

"Gaaah!"

"It's a zombie run!"

"Brock save us!"

I struggled to get up. Getting trampled by kids wasn't something I was used to.

"I'm so sorry!" a boy said running over to me and helping me up. "Are you alright miss?"

"Ugh, not really" I grumbled finally standing on two feet then looked at the boy that had helped me up. He had light brown skin, dark coffee colored hair that spiked out in different directions and narrow black eyes. He wore an orange t-shirt with a green vest on top that was covered in pockets and pouches, brown jeans with a utility belt, and white and blue sneakers. And people say I dress poorly...

"All of you, apologize!" the boy ordered them. I could see a resemblance of them all, mostly their eyes.

"Okay Brock..." they all said. "We're sorry miss."

I really wanted to yell at them but they were just kids. No point in trying to fight them. "Yeah, alright," I said not really caring for the apology and focusing on the pain that was shooting through my right arm.

"Forest, take them home ahead of me," the boy, Brock I think, instructed to the oldest of the kids.

"Alright," Forest said with a sigh. "Come on guys.

"Aawweh!"

"But we wanna play some more!"

"I think you've done enough playing for today," Brock stated. "Let's go home before you hurt someone else."

"Okay..." they all sulked and followed Forest.

"I really am sorry about that, I was letting them play in the gym with my Pokémon. They're a real handful," Brock sighed.

"Yeah I can tell," I said holding my arm gingerly.

Beedrill came back down after the kids were gone. "Drill?" she asked me, as she looked at the arm I was holding.

"Your arm, is it hurt?" Brock asked me, noticing my Pokémons concern.

"If being trampled and twisted classifies and being hurt, I'd say yes," I said bitterly. I was not pleased with this. My clothes had foot prints all over them. I grabbed Beedrill's Pokéball. "Beedrill return."

"I'm sorry, please allow me to help you. I can treat your arm," Brock almost pleaded.

"Um... okay," I said.

"Great! Follow me!" Brock said as he headed off in the same direction the kids had gone. "I'll fix your arm when we get to my house, and I can wash your clothes if you'd like."

"Huh? Oh, okay, that would be great." Well I guess he's not so bad after all.

"Here we are!" Brock declared.

"That was fast," I exclaimed. "Huh, we only went a building down!"

"Well yeah," Brock laughed as he walked up to the door. "It's easier to live close to the gym so I can take care of my brother and sisters but not miss challengers."

"Challengers?" I asked him as I stepped inside after him.

"Yeah," he said as we slipped off our shoes. "As the gym leader I have to try and be there for any challenger that arrives."

"You're the gym leader?!" I gasped surprised by this. I had only looked into what type of Pokémon the Pewter City gym leader used, I hadn't done any research on him to find out who he was.

"Yeah, I guess I never really introduced myself. My name is Brock, leader of the Pewter Gym," he said with a modest amount of pride.

"Wow," I said with a small laugh. That's a shock. I guess I should of figured that out though. "Well, my name is Lindy. I'll be your next challenger."

Cliff hangerrrr! Yeah the chapter was really short. But I updated Saterday sooooo, deal with it C: Love you guys, keep reading :3 I should update Thursday if all goes as planned. Buuut, I have an AP class with a LOT of work sooo... Dont hate me if I dont :c xoxo