Pokemon Extra Episode 1 - As Green Grass Grows!
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*I only own the story
Chapter 3 - Momma
Snivy
I ran and ran and ran. I felt like a fugitive. A murderer. I hope Emolga will live. No one will trust me anymore. I was born for battle. I cannot run away from that.
Or can I?
But, I am still Ash's Pokemon. I shouldn't run away from someone who treats me well. Yet, Iris will probably force me away. Then she will convince Ash. And I'll be hated by my friends for the rest of my life.
Or would I?
How would I approach them? What should I do about Emolga? They won't forgive me for what I did! I'm just a monster.
Will they? Am I?
Emolga's words sprang through my head.
"You're always so serious! Just get a life for once, Snivy!"
"You're such a loser!"
Axew's voice came up, too.
"You're so boring! Why do you always have to keep thinking about battling?"
"Snivy's so mean to me!"
I ran into a tree. I didn't care. I sat there, crying. This is the first time I cried ever since my first trainer replaced me with that stinking Petilil. I've become like my trainer, only wanting to attain her goal, letting her dream take over her life. She didn't realize the pain she caused for others, like myself.
My eyes felt sore from the tears. I lied down where I was sitting, not caring if I was in the dead smack sight of the ferocious beasts that lurked these forests. I simply allowed them to take my life. Why lie in pain and misery if I can just be brought into that mysterious kingdom made by Palkia and Dialga that my mother used to tell me about?
I fell asleep from exhaustion.
Many hours passed. They felt as long as days. I woke up in a Scolipede nest. This is when I become someone else's next meal. At least I will make someone satisfied.
"Oh, good! You're awake! You were asleep for so long!" I heard a loud voice of a Scolipede say.
"Go ahead, eat me."
"Oh, I would do no such thing! I'm Momma Scoli, the protector of bug and grass types that are troubled or need caring. Since I'm Momma, don't be shy to tell me anything!"
I didn't say a word. I only looked down, still feeling trapped in guilt and confusion.
"My, my. You are troubled, little lady. Could it be from what you were running away from?" I looked up at her.
"How... how'd you know I was running away?"
"Oh, Momma knows. It's just what I was born with. If there's something troubling you, tell me."
"Well, you see, I was born and grew up in battling. I had two trainers. I left one of them and I'm still the other one's Pokemon. It was when I kept winning battles with him that I got so into battling and winning. It pretty much took over my life. During last dinner, m-my friend, Emolga, got me furious, and I began to rage. I began to hurt her... kill her!"
"But did you stop attacking her or did you actually kill her?" I felt really awkward to be asked that question.
"I got stopped by my teammate, Pignite, then my trainer stopped me when I began to hurt Pignite."
"Ok. So, was Emolga, really, a good friend of yours?"
"Um... not... really..."
"Why is that?"
"Well, she is always acting or using Attract to get her own way. She even infatuates the boys while we're eating so they would give their food to her. Apparently, I'm the only one to realized that."
"I see. Well, it appears you ran away because you were scared you might be outcast. If that would be the case..." The Scolipede walked around then stopped at a bush... then stopped at a tree... then to a pile of leaves.
"Snivy, I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Did any of the other Pokemon not like your style? I mean, that you always like to battle?"
"Well, yeah... Axew said I was boring. I usually go with him when he plays, but I shouted at him that I was thinking about a battle technique... I guess I am too caught up in battling."
"No worries, dear! I got a very good idea for you. Hm… How about this? So, have you ever thought of changing your personality?"
"No, what do you mean by that?"
"If your love for battling appears dangerous to you, perhaps you should try taking it easy. Lighten up a bit and interact with your friends some more."
"Easier said than done."
"That is exactly what I'm trying to help you with. Try giving it a shot."
"Ok... So, h-how should I approach them?"
"First thing's first! Approach without being crazy. Second, try to get into your pokeball. Third, think about what or who you want to be like. Fourth, be yourself. Fifth, come and talk to me if anything happens."
"Ok. I-I guess I'll t-try."
"Very good. Now go get back to your trainer. He must be worried!"
"Y-you think so?"
"Yeah. Go get 'em!" I jumped off the tree then headed towards the camp. As I approached the border, I glanced back. Momma wasn't watching me. She probably wanted me to do it on my own.
I hid behind a tree and peeked at the camp. Ash and the Pokemon he brought were there except Pignite. Pikachu was trying to comfort Oshawott, who was crying. Unfezant was just landing to tell my trainer that she couldn't find me. Leavanny and Scraggy were picking flowers. Boldore was comforting Ash, who had his hat tilted forward.
I hesitated to walk forward. Finally, I managed to step forward once, then again, then again, and finally showing myself to my friends. I kept my head tilted, hoping not to meet eye contact with anyone.
Oshawott stopped crying. The plucking of the flowers halted. Everyone was silent. My eyes began to get watery.
"Snivy, you came back!" my trainer said, not having much joy in his voice.
"Sn-Snivy... a-are you j-joining the team again?" Pikachu asked me, not having any joy either. My tongue would not move. I could say nothing.
"G-great that y-you're back, friend," Leavanny managed to say quietly.
Great, they really don't trust me anymore... Step 2, try to get into your pokeball, but my legs feel too stiff to move. I could feel a warm paw on my shoulder, not even making the slightest tremble.
"Snivy, please don't leave us..." I heard the otter tell me. I nudged my shoulder to make him pull his paw back.
"I-I'm sorry, Snivy. I guess you're too shaken up, still..."
"Hey, return, Snivy. Maybe you should rest for a bit." I felt the warm glow around me, and I felt my feet float down onto familiar grass.
They do care? Are they scared of me? Wh-what should I do? I felt completely miserable. I collapsed onto the grass then fell asleep right away.
Oshawott
I hope she's ok... I hope she cheers up soon! That way we can do a practice battle again!... Although, she's going to beat me everytime. Yet, it doesn't look like she'll be ready anytime soon. I mean, she lost control then Emolga was sent to the Emegency Room in the Pokemon Center... Why did that even happen to her?
"Alright. Now that Snivy's back, let's go to the Pokemon Center. Got the flowers, Leavanny and Scraggy?" Ash asked the two Pokemon that were holding the bouquets. They both nodded.
We walked onward towards the side of the mountain.
After about half an hour, we finally reached the Pokemon Center. We walked inside then saw Cilan hugging Iris, not in a romantic manner but in a comforting and loving manner. Iris had her hands on her face and tears spotted her lap.
Oh no... how is Emolga?
"So, any news about Emolga?" Ash asked Cilan.
"Emolga had so many swellings and bruises. Emolga almost looked as of a car ran over her. So far, no good news except that she arrived safely in the Emergency Room," Cilan replied. We waited in the lobby until we received good news from Nurse Joy.
So much time had passed. I didn't keep count. I kept worrying about the two Pokemon... mainly Snivy, really.
Nurse Joy and Audino walked out of the door then approached us.
"Emolga was in a really bad shape. We managed to get all the wounds treated and the cuts covered, but Emolga has no memories of anyone except Snivy. Audino said she said she kept hearing Emolga murmuring "Snivy". No need to worry, though. When she recovers, she'll remember more."
"So... Emolga will be alright?" Iris asked.
"Yeah, but perhaps not as much emotionally..."
"Oh..."
"Do you know a Snivy? Is it a close friend to Emolga?"
"Actually, my Snivy's the one that caused all this to happen to Emolga," I replied.
"Oh, re-really?" Nurse Joy flinched.
"Is everything alright, Nurse Joy?" Ash asked.
"Oh, um... yeah. It's just that you should probably keep Snivy away from battling for a while. Perhaps contain it in something so it could collect its thoughts."
"But, Nurse Joy, I'd never do that to any Pokemon!"
"But Emolga was beat pretty badly, almost to the point of dying. At least do something that crazy Pokemon of yours."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. So, what should I do?"
"Keep it away from battling and talk to it about its actions."
"Um, that's not very descriptive, but I'll keep that in mind."
"So, I'm going to have to keep Emolga here until it recovers which would be a few days. You are free to use the back rooms."
"Thanks, Nurse Joy, for everything," Iris said, still feeling gloomy.
"You're welcome. Now, I guess I should get working again." Nurse Joy left with Audino into the medical room.
"Boy, she doesn't even trust Snivy. I never met a Nurse Joy that was like that," Ash said, pulling out Snivy's pokeball. "I'm going to talk to Snivy alone. I'll see you here when we're done." We all nodded, and Ash walked away after sending out the other Pokemon.
Snivy really did mean to kill her. I can't believe it. I'm beginning to doubt Snivy, too.
End of Chapter 3.
The gang is beginning to lose their trust in Snivy. What will Snivy do?
Pikachu913 out.
**There are seven Pokemon excluding Pikachu because of a mistake I didn't catch. Please disregard this, please! I can't change it, now since I'm already so far in the story.**
Edited 5/8/13
