Contains language.

.008 Wartortle "A Loyal Friend"

"Just hand it over and this will all be over."

"Please let us go!"

"Fork over the fucking bag and I will!"

The three kids were all kneeling on the cement floor, all of them holding tightly onto their belongings. It didn't take much to lure them here and whoop all of their asses, especially when lately Charmander was the esteemed starter. I remembered a year ago when Squirtle was the popular one of the three; funny how it changes so often. The only one of the kids who didn't have the fire-type was the blonde boy with the glasses; he had a Bulbasuar. However, because of the high level difference between his own Pokemon and my Wartortle, the type advantage still didn't matter in the end.

The girl burst into tears, still holding her fainted Charmander in her arms. It wasn't the fact that her sobbing was making me guilty, it was just starting to annoy the hell out of me. The second kid was another boy, who was glaring and arguing with me. I knew that if the situation continued as such I would have to take another step.

"You Rocket shit won't get away with this!" He was throwing insults as if could afford it. I had to admit he had balls, but he lacked any power or intelligence to back himself up.

I saw my Wartortle begin to stare intently at the boy. "Easy Ib, no need to get hot-headed." Even with me saying this she would still probably start to beat the living shit out of the smart-ass boy. "Look, I'm not asking for your Pokemon, ok? Just hand over your bags and I will leave."

"Fuck you!"

The glasses boy put his hand on his friend's shoulder as if to ease his rising temper. "Sam, I think we should just do what she says."

"Yeah Sam, listen to your buddy," I suggested. "He's got a good head on his shoulders." I knew saying this wouldn't even help slightly, but I really couldn't hold myself back. Sometimes I just wanted to be an ass for the fun of it.

Sam yelled and began heading towards me, fists in the air. My sudden motion behind my back and bringing forward a metallic object, which was pointed directly at him, stopped Sam in his tracks. He stared at the magnum I held, showing fear for the first time.

"Back the fuck off." I stayed calm as I spat out my advice, not showing a single emotion as I stared down at him. I saw Ib shifting from where she stood, moving closer to us. Ib knew I only brought out the magnum was when I was getting frustrated with how long things were taking. "Now, you little shitbag, hand over your bags or I will force you to pick between a bullet or an ass-beating from my Wartortle."

"Well, that took way too much time. Funny how they thought I was a Rocket grunt, huh Ib?"

It didn't take much time for Ib and me to be heading out of Viridian City and into the nearby woods. Picking on newbie trainers was easy money, but I didn't do it too often. I figured since Ib was getting stronger and was becoming tired of beating down low-level Pokemon it was time to move on. When we arrived in Pewter City I decided we should take a couple of hours before setting off again. Treading Mt. Moon would not be an easy task and would be better if Ib was well-rested.

We settled in a cheap motel before I assumed it was safe to wait until the next morning to leave. Kids normally get lost so easily in Viridian forest, we would probably be all right for a whole week. Besides, who says we couldn't just stay in our room and order take-out?

"Hey Ib, do you hate me?"

The look she gave me told me everything. You're a fucking moron.

I laughed. "I'm glad. You've always stuck by me, even when we started doing this. I suppose it doesn't matter to you, huh? Just as long as your with me you're happy."

Ib hopped onto the bed and laid next to me. It wasn't long before I heard the Wartortle's violently loud snoring. I wasn't sure why, but I always thought that Ib would leave me because of what I was doing. But that's not the case, she has never even given the slightest indication she would do so.

"I'm happy they were wrong. You've always been a good friend to me, Ib. I don't know why I let them make me think that if I made bad decisions it would turn you into a terrible creature." I yawned, pulling the covers over the both of us. "Fucking liars."