"Pokéball, go!" I scream. I toss the red and white orb and it soars through the air, and falls like a rock. A white beam of light appears, and the ball returns to my hand as though it were a boomerang. The light fades, and a six-foot tall beast appears. The gargantuan blue monster lets out a cry, and charges the foe, two cannons protruding from its brown shell.
"Blastoise, surf attack now!" I shout to the monster. It obliges, and gallons upon gallons of water stream from the gleaming silver cannons onto the opposing creature. The opposition stands another six feet tall, with an almost entirely red feathered body. The beak on its face is the crowning feature.
The tidal wave crushes the Pokémon, sending it whipping along with the ensuing whirlpool.
"Blaziken, return!" I hear from
a few yards away. A red beam of light appears and engulfs the
Blaziken, returning it to it master's Pokéball. I stare at
the man wielding the ball, but I do not see a face, only a distraught
frown. Suddenly, the frown turns and grins excitedly.
"Go,
Torterra!" he shouts proudly, throwing another Pokéball. The
white light manifests a new monster, bigger than the others. This
mammoth creature sprouts a tree on its back, and lets out a roar that
shakes the earth. The faceless man raises his right hand and points
at his Pokémon.
"Torterra, solarbeam!" he beckons. White energy from seemingly nowhere pours into the beast's back as it opens its mouth. An orb of energy grows in the mouth, waiting to be unleashed.
"Blastoise, RUN!" I scream, but to no avail. The opposing behemoth lets out another roar, and the white light engulfs the Blastoise and myself together as I scream in agony…
I woke up with an enormous scream. "Another dream?" I thought to myself. At ten years old, were dreams supposed to be that intense? I gathered my thoughts…