Disclaimer: I do not own anybody except my OC Miles...and maybe the name of the team. MY NAME. Just kidding.

Chapter 2: Team Fields

Mile's POV

"Well, here it is! Your new home!" Treecko had exclaimed. We had been walking for a while towards this town he was talking about. It didn't technically have a name, to my surprise, so I just call it…heh…Pokemon Town. Ironic and boring name, no? Well its all I can think of, honestly. Well its better then just being plain nothing.

Anyways, I was amazed at what I saw come into my view. There it was, it looked...so...cool! It seemed like a hut or well, a igloo-like house. There were a few would-be pillars outside, and right in front, was a mailbox. Now I may've been cleansed of most of my memory as a human, but I 'do' have the common sense to know that us humans probably would call this kind of house a dump. But for some reason...I had a warm feeling in my stomach. It made me feel all home-like, it filled a good chunk of the emptiness inside me...

It was my new home, my eyes sparkled brightly at the sight of it as I was thinking. 'Wow! Its so cool...I don't know why I feel this way, maybe its because I'm a Pokemon...but I'm just happy!' This was the start, the start of an amazing journey...god this is probably going to turn into some cheesy action flick just by that quote alone...

...What did I just say?

Normal POV

Treecko smiled bright as he saw Miles facial expression. He was happy to see his new friend like it, and even expressed it in words. "Mile, you like it don't you?" He asked excitedly. Miles looked at Treecko, and nodded rapidly, flashing his own big smile as he said. "I do! I don't know why, but just looking at this place makes me feel great!" He said, truthfully. Treecko had a happy look as he said.

"That's great! Our Rescue Base SHOULD give you that feeling!" He chirped. Miles looked at his partner curiously. He didn't realize that the place he'd be sleeping in, would be the very base of operations their team uses. The two looked at it a bit longer, then...a thought crossed Treecko's mind, that made him even more excited on the inside.

"You know...our team...we don't have a Team Name yet." He noted. Miles's ears perked up at this. Now that would be cool, choosing a team name! Treecko stroked his chin a bit, but unfortunately, no ideas came to him, except...

"Hey Miles, how about YOU decide." He said, eagerly awaiting an answer. The Cyndaquil was surprised as he was called upon to suggest a name, then thought about it himself. 'Hm...a team name...Greens? Nah...too simple. Team Cyndaquil? Well, cool, but that's thinking too much about me. Hmmmm...' Miles continued to think, trying to decide on something good. It was then something hit him. Nothing too simple, or too fancy, just the interesting name that he calls...

"Team Fields!"

Treecko's eyes seemed to glisten at the name. It was great, it was original, it had a kind of connection to grass Pokemon, he liked it! "Team Fields...that's our new team name. Yeah, I like it!" He exclaimed, grinning. Miles grinned back, happy to see that Treecko liked the name as well.

"Glad you like it." The Cyndaquil said, obviously proud of the name himself. The two then ran over to the front door, Treecko wanting to show him what it looked like inside. It was pretty cool alright, a nice, comfy, furry rug at the very end, a fire-place, and a few various pictures hung on the walls. Miles walked in, already getting accustomed to the small little home, then raised a brow as he saw a particular picture on the wall, a picture of a Mawile.

A Mawile basically was a female-gender Pokemon, it was hard to explain what it can particularly be called, but it had light-brown, even a light tan colored fur, and along with her own face, there was a long, thick black thing that goes back on her head. People can consider it hair, but its also a second mouth with razor sharp teeth. Yeah, Mawile can be pretty fierce...but whoever hung the picture up must not think the same.

"Uh, its nothing." Treecko said, blushing a bit. Miles looked over his shoulder at the grass-type, then back at the picture. He then looked back at Treecko, except with a smirk on his face. Treecko grinned a bit uneasily as he asked. "What...?"

"Let me guess, there's a Mawile here you like?" He questioned. Treecko seemed highly surprised that Miles had guessed it right off the bat. "H-How did you know??" He asked hastily. Miles smirked and then said something Treecko didn't expect.

"...I didn't."

"GAH!" Treecko fell over on his back, face burning a bright red as he muttered. "I been tricked!"

Miles smirked, then turned around, looking at Treecko with an honest expression. "Simple really. The only other thing I could've thought of was that you spotted a Mawile out of town, or you just appreciated their species. It was a long shot, but it seems I got you to spill the beans." He explained, smirking wider. Treecko blushed more, then jumped on his feet, mumbling.

"Your such a cheat, Miles." He said. Miles laughed a bit, and eventually, Treecko got in a few light chuckles as well. Pretty soon they both got in a few hearty laughs, before the gecko wiped his eyes of some tears, and said. "Well, I'll just let you get comfy then, its getting late, and we should both get a good-night's sleep." He noted.

At that point, Miles seemed overjoyed to hear the word 'sleep'. It would be the first thing of sleep he got in however long. He nodded slowly, then said with a sly smile. "We'll talk more about this crush of yours later, this is getting kind of interesting." He said. Treecko snickered, can't help but feeling embarrassed, as he nodded slowly. It would be nice to share and talk with someone likes Miles.

'He's nicer then a lot of Pokemon I know...unless that human bit was true.'

Treecko mentally laughed, he knew that wasn't possible, a Human turning into a Pokemon...or was it...

The Pokemon shook his head, then looked at Miles and said. "Well, I'll be heading out, I usually spend my time in the forests." He said as he started to turn around. It was then Miles stopped him by words and replied.

"You don't have to sleep in the forest, do you? Don't you have a home here too?" He asked. Treecko laughed a bit as he opened the door wide open again, looking over his shoulder. He didn't want to tell Miles that this had been his home till he came along, it might make him feel bad. "Nah, its cool, I like the forests anyways. Its peaceful, plus its not too far. Its just a few trees away from the town. Heck, I can see our base from the branch." He noted with a chuckle.

Treecko then started out, yelling back to Miles. "Night man! Sleep tight, tomorrow's going to be our first day as an official Rescue Team!" Miles nodded and waved, then as Treecko went out of sight, the Cyndaquil closed the door, yawning loud. He didn't want to let loose a loud yawn like that while Treecko was around, it would've been embarrassing.

He then came over to the rug, and got comfy, laying down. He felt comfy laying on the soft, furry rug, it was nice. He curled up a bit as thoughts ran through his mind. They continued running through his brain like little people, frantically sprinting back and forth, until the point Miles had dozed off, his mind at ease as he knew, he'd be safe here...

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Voice-Over

You guys now know how me and Treecko begun Team Fields. Yes I already said this, so stick with me. Heh, honestly, it was a surprise at first. First thing I realized I was in the forest, unconscious and a Pokemon, then all of a sudden I'm in this thing called a Rescue Team. To those who don't know what a Rescue Team is, its a group of Pokemon, which Treecko says, is typically groups of three, who go out on jobs to save Pokemon. There have been 'natural disasters' as I've heard, of course, I'm new, so this is kind of something that I'm not used to.

Treecko said that all kinds of things like fissures and earthquakes started occurring. Volcanoes erupted, the waves of the sea began thrashing violently...it was all so weird and as he says, sudden. Apparently this was how Butterfree lost her kid, she had said she was attacked by Pokemon who were enraged by the fissure.

This is getting crazy, and I'm sure those who are hearing this will want to turn away now and not learn what happens next. But I insist, stay! The best parts are coming, and I'm sure you will be glued to this story, nothing to stop you from learning the rest. So now, onto the next day, sort of...

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"AH!" Mile's head shot up, sweat coming down the sides of his face as he looked around. Nothing, nothing was there...he sighed softly. It was just a bad dream, it seemed. The Cyndaquil got up on his feet, walking over to the window and looking out. The sun was just barely peeking out from the mountains out far, so he safely presumed it was very early morning.

"Damn, still so early outside..." He murmured. He yawned a bit more, and was about to open the door, when his stomach started to cramp a bit. He stopped and grunted a bit at the pain, leaning against the wall for support as he tried to wait for it to end. "Ah...that was weird..." He grumbled as the pain slowly went away.

He continued leaning there, against the wall, breathing softly until the point he decided that he wasn't up to snuff yet. "I guess I should get some more sleep in..." He muttered. It was decided, as Miles slowly walked over to the rug, and laid down, curling up and letting himself try and fall asleep again. It took only a short time, and soon, he started snoring softly again.

A FEW HOURS LATER

Miles stirred at the sunlight coming through the windows. He yawned a bit as his eyes fluttered, then opened. He was in a particularly better condition than a few hours ago. His stomach wasn't hurting anymore, and he was able to stand without igniting any pain either. He guessed that the sleeping was a good way to relieve whatever was bugging him, of course.

He looked over at the window again, it seemed like a good time now to head outside, after-all, the sun was shining, and Miles was more then enthusiastic in seeing Treecko again. Miles went over to the door and opened it. It wasn't really difficult even though he was a quadruped, all he had to do was reach up with his two front paws, and turn the knob. As the door swung open, the Cyndaquil was surprised to spot Treecko, right there, turned away.

At first Miles didn't know WHAT he was doing, then, as he walked closer, he could hear soft snoring sounds. Miles had to stifle a laugh as he realized Treecko fell asleep at the front-steps. Wanting to play a little fun on the Grass Pokemon, the Cyndaquil slowly snuck up behind Treecko, making sure not to accidentally wake him up. Then, without warning...

"SURPRISE!" Miles yelled behind Treecko. He jumped up on his feet, eyes popping open instantly as he looked around wildly. "WHA? Who??" He mumbled a bit, looking around in surprise, thinking he was being attacked. It was then with a tap on his shoulder that he looked around, and saw Miles there, grinning, having a smug look on his face as he said.

"Gotcha."

Treecko's heartbeat slowly died down, then went back to normal. He chuckled weakly and scratched the back of his head embarrassing. "Well, it was a good wake-up call I guess...just don't do that again, I was about to attack you!" He exclaimed, laughing uneasily. Miles snickered a bit, then nodded his head.

"Deal, so what were you doing sleeping in front of our base? I thought you had a nice and cozy branch." He noted, acting particularly cheerful today. Treecko was cheery as well, and rolled his eyes as he responded. "Har har, very funny. Anyways..." Treecko laughed, hands behind his head. "I guess I was so excited on officially starting our rescue team, I ended up coming here early, and fell asleep." He admitted.

Miles kept himself from laughing, then smiled. It was nice that he was getting some laughs in, he was in a bit of a sour mood after finding out he was a Pokemon. But now, he figured it would be fun, plus he KNEW sooner or later something will happen that connects to his new appearance, and will give him some answers.

'Until then, I'll just enjoy time here. Treecko's been nice to be since I came here, I bet I'll feel right at home.' Miles thought happily. It was true, one day, and him and Treecko were becoming good friends already. It was nice, and it felt good to have someone he could trust. It felt nice for BOTH of them.

"Well, today's our first day as a Rescue Team, let's do our best!" Treecko exclaimed. Miles grinned and threw his hand up in cheers, but nothing came out as the Cyndaquil noticed Treecko's slowly deteriorating expression. He tilted his head, then asked. "What's the matter?"

Treecko looked over his shoulder slightly, as if he thought he was being watched, then looked back at Miles, laughing weakly. "But err---we have no rescue jobs..." He said. It was at this point, Miles head drooped. He kind of figured as much, and Treecko did too, as he continued. "I kind of expected this, we are a new team after-all...but I kind of figured..."

He never finished, as he quickly got a rush of hope and enthusiasm. "Miles! The mailbox! Maybe we have a request in there!" He shouted happily. Miles glanced at the mailbox, he kind of hoped so as well. After-all, what worth was a Rescue Team if you didn't have any requests or Pokemon to rescue? Of course, that's probably a good thing if no Pokemon need to be rescued, considering they're all safe and sound, but still...

Miles watched as Treecko ran around to the front of the Mailbox, opening it and sticking his hand in. Feeling around, he was obviously pleased as he pulled out a moderate-sized package. He set on the ground, Miles coming over as it was opened. It was then that Treecko's eyes brightened with glee.

"Miles! Here they are, the starter kit! Its a necessity for all Rescue Teams! See? Here's our official Rescue Badges." He said, holding up a badge that looked like a Chansey Egg with golden wings coming out of the sides. Miles took it, smiling as he watched it shine and shimmer under the sunlight. Treecko then put aside a blue pack, which seemed to be meant to strap across the body and rest snug on the side.

"Our Toolbox...and what do you know, the news. I guess I'll put this back in, nothing new honestly." Treecko said, pushing it back into the mailbox. A sigh of sadness came from the Pokemon as he said. "Well, no rescue jobs..." He whined. His head drooped a bit, and Miles was about to do the same, until a shadow passed over him, then over Treecko.

To his surprise, Miles looked up, and saw a seagull-like Pokemon, known as Pelliper. It seemed to be coming down on top of the mailbox, and the sound it made by flapping its wings was enough to get Treecko's attention again. The flier landed on top of the Mailbox, leaning its head down and sticking it into the mailbox. It smiled and glanced at Miles, to his surprise.

"Um, thanks for the mail...?" He said confusingly. The female Pelliper smiled and then, to Miles great surprise and embarrassment, it winked, quickly flying back up into the air and taking back off into the air towards the post office. The Fire-Type stood there for a moment, dumbstruck at what just happened. He then quickly looked at his partner and rushed his words.

"Take out the letter, come on!" He exclaimed. Treecko however, was distracted a bit by what had previously occurred, then smirked slyly, saying with a hand at his side. "Well what do you know, seems that Pelliper has a thing for you. Maybe you should head down to the Post Office and see when she gets off work..." He teased and winked playfully, bursting a bit with laughter.

At this point, Miles face was so red from embarrassment, it was redder then the flames that would appear on his back. He then rushed past his laughing partner, and reached in, taking out the letter that the...flirting Pelliper had dropped off. He opened it, and read the contents quickly, hoping it was something good to not only have something to do, but to get Treecko to stop laughing already!

"Oh Treecko" Miles started, grinning as he extended the paw with the letter in it. Treecko held back his tears of amusement long enough to take the letter, sniffing a bit, then reading the contents himself. It was then...Miles partner...

Jumped into the air with joy.

"WHOO-HOO! Our first mission!!!" He exclaimed. Miles chuckled a bit at his partner's energy coming back, then nodded as he continued. "Guess some Magnamite are stuck together in the...Thunderwave Cave...where's that?" He asked. Treecko thought for a moment, then after a few minutes of thinking, he smiled.

"Just north of here...we actually don't have to go far. If we run, we can probably reach there in about an hour, maybe even forty-five minutes. Walking, maybe double the time." He speculated. Miles thought for a bit, then chuckled a bit. "I choose double the time, and walk it." He said. Treecko gave his partner a look that clearly stated 'You can't be THAT lazy'.

"Oh come on, your the four-legger, you can run faster then me!" He said. Miles rolled his eyes, and then chuckled, asking softly. "So, we ready to go?" He asked. Treecko shook his head, then ran back into the base, making the Cyndaquil wonder for a moment what he was doing. He was then surprised as Treecko came out, holding a big batch of berries in his hands, along with a few other items Miles couldn't depict. He dropped them in the Toolbox they had recently got, and said.

"There's berries, apples, and a few Blast Seeds in here. I'll explain what these are on the way, okay?" He asked Miles. The Fire-Type nodded, eager to get going, wanting to get to work, obviously. "Alright, let's head out!" He exclaimed. Treecko nodded, slinging and strapping the Toolbox around one of his shoulders, bringing it down, so the bag leaned snug against his side.

Then, the two headed opposite of their base, towards the entrance they took to get there from Tiny Woods. They'd have to spiral around to head North, but it wouldn't be much of a hassle or problem. Next stop, the Thunderwave Caves...

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Voice-Over

I'm really hoping you guys aren't asking about the Pelliper. Please tell me you don't want to know about that female Pelliper. IT WAS NOTHING SPECIAL AT ALL. Don't listen to Treecko guys, you know he's crazy. Just ignore the laughing in the background that you currently hear and listen to me. This was an important day. Treecko and I have our official Rescue Team Badges, we got our Toolbox, we got our base, we have our first job...it was all exhilarating and nerve-wrecking at the same time. I'm sure my partner felt the same way too when he first read the request.

Quite simply, it only took about an hour and a half, or so to get to the Thunderwave Caves...hopefully we'll make it out of our first Rescue Mission...alive!

End Voice-Over

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Author's PN: Well then, it came, it went, it kicked butt, Chapter 2 everybody! I hope you found this fun to read, and as amusing to read, as I did. I hope a few certain things in the story perked your interest, or perhaps, fulfills your need to laugh. Chapter 3, I'll try to have and come soon everybody, enjoy!