Dear Loving Readers,
Wow. Within five minutes of publishing Chapter One, everyone loves me. This is great.
Apologies for not properly introducing myself last time. For those who don't know me, my name isn't Margaret Hannah Jamieson. That's a name that my friend, a character in this story, in fact, came up with. The tales of Polo that I have written are based on my real experiences playing Pokémon HeartGold with my friends. Almost everything major that happens is true. I'm trying to be as true to my own story as possible.
Anyway, enjoy the Chronicles of Polo, and thanks for reading.
Party on,
Margaret
Battle on Route 29
"Yes!" Polo came running down stairs as fast as he could. "Today's the day I finally get a starter! Woo!"
"Be careful, dear," his mum said, absent-minded, knitting at a leisurely pace. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, like last time."
"I won't, mum!" Polo ran out the door and sprinted all the way down to Professor Elm's laboratory.
A few days beforehand, Professor Elm had called Polo and Ywazeey down to the lab, where he gave Ywazeey a Totodile to take care of. Ywazeey, who had become less cocky and more determined since the pair's encounter with Luca, the mysterious European, thanked the Professor a lot and bade Polo farewell very nicely.
"Make sure we meet up some time," he had said. "But watch out: I'm gonna be going my fastest, I'm not gonna stop for anything. I'm going to beat Hazza to Blackthorn City."
Since then Polo had barely been able to control himself, and today he would finally be getting his Chikorita.
"Hi, Professor Elm!" Polo said, bursting into the laboratory. "The Chikorita's here, right?"
"Oh, yes, yes," the Professor said. "Here he is, Polo," he handed Polo a Poké Ball. "Go on, try releasing it."
Polo trembled slightly. "Alright… Go, Chikorita!"
Polo threw the ball, and out burst the little Leaf Pokémon.
"Chika!" it cried, and jumped at Polo, knocking him over, and began licking his face. "Chi ri!"
"Awwww, what a cutie!" Polo said, from the ground. "I know, I'll call you Dimitri."
Dimitri looked at Polo happily. "Chiri!"
"Well, he seems to like you," Professor Elm said. "Now that you have your starter, Polo, do you think you could do me a favour?"
Polo sat up. "What sort of favour?"
"Well, just yesterday, I got a call from Mr. Pokémon, a man who lives on Route 30. He had found an egg, a Pokémon egg. He believes it could help my studies. Do you think you could go and pick it up?"
"Well, sure," Polo said. "And do what with it?"
"Just keep," the Professor said. "Walk around with it, see what it hatches into, then bring it to me when it hatches."
"That sounds great!" Polo said, excited. "I'll get to it! Dimitri, come back!" Polo's Chikorita returned to his Poké Ball. "See you, Professor Elm! Thanks again!"
"Good luck, Polo!" the Professor said, and Polo left the laboratory, ready to start along Route 29.
"This is so exciting!" he said, walking to the outskirts of the town.
"Wait!" someone called from behind him. "Take this, Polo!"
Polo's mum ran up behind him. "Take this," she repeated.
"What is it?" Polo said, examining it. "Is it a mobile phone?"
"Close. It's a PokéGear. You'll be able to call me or the Professor, or anyone else you meet, at any time." his mum said. "It's even got an in-built map feature. Anyway, good luck on your journey, Polo! See you later!"
His mum began to run off. Polo turned, and began to walk down Route 29.
It was like nothing he had ever seen before. Polo had always moved around Johto by a flying Pokémon, with his parents, and had only wandered around Sinnoh on foot.
But this was something different. Compared to Sinnoh, everything around him was brighter and livelier, fresher and more in touch with nature. It was wonderful.
"Woah, look!" he exclaimed. "A wild Sentret! Go, Dimitri!"
Polo released Dimitri from his Poké Ball.
"Dimitri, Tackle!"
The Chikorita jump at the Sentret, knocking it over. The Sentret stood back up, and began examining Dimitri.
"Pah!" Polo scoffed. "Foresight? Dimitri, use Tackle again!"
Dimitri jumped up again and landed on the Sentret, making it yell out in pain.
"Now it's time for a Poké Ball," Polo took a ball out of a pocket in his bag and threw it at the Sentret. The ball shook a few times, then stopped.
"Yes!" Polo cried. "My first captured Pokémon! A Sentret! Good work, Dimitri!"
"Chiii!" Dimitri cried, letting little leaves fly everywhere.
"Woah," Polo said. "I guess that's Razor Leaf. You're learning fast, Dimitri!"
"Chikiiii!" Dimitri cried again.
"Alright, wanna come back in your Poké Ball?"
Dimitri took a step back, growling at Polo.
Polo looked surprise. "Alright, try staying out, then."
The pair began to walk further along the route, Dimitri marvelling at the smallest intricacies. Polo watched the Sentret frolicking in the grass, slightly distracted, ran into someone and fell over.
"Hey, watch it, kid!" a tall boy with styled, brown hair, about thirteen years old, stood over Polo. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Uh… sorry!" Polo said, looking down and getting himself to his feet. "I'm new here, I'm just interested-"
"Just watch where you're going, alright?" the boy said, and walked off into the distance.
Polo stood dumbfounded for a moment, then stamped his foot. "Boy, what a jerk!"
Suddenly, the boy came flying back, on the back of a Pidgeot. "Say, I challenge you to a Pokémon battle!"
"WHAT?" Polo said in amazement. "But you're probably a thousand times better than me! Plus, I only have two Pokémon, and I just caught one of them!"
"Fine, we'll do one on one. Go, Rhydon!" the boy sent out a huge, rhinoceros-like Pokémon, with a huge, weathered horn: the infamous Rhydon.
"You're not serious…" Polo said, staring at the huge Pokémon.
"Hey, don't complain," the boy said. "You have a four times type advantage. There's a possibility that you could beat me," he turned his head, smiling at Polo slightly menacingly.
"Well, alright…" Polo said. "Come on, Dimitri."
Polo's Chikorita slowly edged itself up to the Rhydon, nervously staring up. The Rhydon looked down at Chikorita, smiling smugly.
"Alright, you go first, kid," the boy said.
"Alright…" Polo stuttered. He shivered for a few seconds, then gathered himself up, and grew in confidence "Go, Dimitri! Put your best into it! Razor Leaf!"
Dimtri cried out and jumped in the air, flinging a stream of sharp leafs off the leaf on his back at a rapid speed. The leafs slammed into Rhydon, obviously hurting it quite a bit.
"Woah!" the boy said, surprised. "That was… quite amazing…" he put his palm to his forehead, then smiled smugly, and stood up straight.
"Good work, kid," he said. "But this battle ends here. Rhydon, Stomp!"
Rhydon breathed out heavily, then jumped in the air, slaming his foot onto Dimitri. Dimitri flew up high in the air and after a few seconds came crashing to the ground. Polo looked at the Pokémon, shocked, then ran towards him.
"Dimitri!" he cried, kneeling down with the Leaf Pokémon in his arms. The boy started to walk towards him.
"Good match, kid," he said, extending his hand. "You've got quite the aptitude for training. To stand up to a Gym Leader like that…"
"What?" Polo exclaimed, startled.
"My name's Blue," the boy said. "I'm the Gym Leader of Viridian City, a city in the Kanto region. I once defeated the Elite Four. I was Champion for a few days, before I was defeated by a boy named Red. We both retired, and I became the Gym Leader of Viridian City!"
Polo stared at him in disbelief. "You can't be a Gym Leader!"
"Well, I am," Blue said casually. "Anyway, you haven't even told me your name."
"Oh," Polo said awkwardly. "My name's Polo. I just left New Bark Town this morning."
"Well, Polo, I wish you luck on your journey. Maybe we'll battle again, someday."
"Yes, perhaps…" Polo said vaguely.
"Well, I best be going," Blue said. "Good luck on your Pokémon journey, Polo. I do hope I will see you again, one day."
"Okay…" Polo said. "See you."
Blue gave a wave. "Pidgeot, go!" He released the bird Pokémon, and flew off down the Route.