Pokemon Ch4

Sitting on my bed for about the fourth day in a row I was going crazy even if I was getting to know Houndour better; I had decided to name him Howler cause it was his greatest trait. If I didn't have him in my bed with me, he'd howl, if I was out of site.. he'd howl. The small little Houndour was getting his belly rubbed, he was so happy about it that his tail was wagging so much it made his entire body squirm. Lifting up the leg of my pants I inspected the healing bite wounds on my leg. Honestly I didn't think a baby Pokemon could do so much damage to someone as big as I was but apparently it did. Standing up I stretched happily, when Andrew and Buttonz where off getting god knew what from the Pokemarts and stores I could walk or rather limp around the room. I'd gone out in the hallway once and the Inn keeper had told on me so I stayed in the room. "What do you think Howler?" I asked and twirled around for no reason. Howler looked up from being eagled out on the bed and yipped at me, he always had something to say about anything. I was learning to recognize his happier sounds since he did them so much. A loud knock on the door announced Dave, he came over so often to check on Howler or me,, I never could tell but we had sort of made a unspoken agreement of me allowing him to check on Howler if he didn't tell Andrew and Buttonz that I was walking around without my crutches. "Ah I see Howler is growing!" Dave seemed so tickled to be able to watch Howler get bigger. "But you really should get off your leg Spirit, your gonna break it open again.. "

"I'm not putting a lot of weight on it." Dave rolled his eyes at my reply before he plopped down onto my bed next to Howler, his Scyther leaned back against the wall near the door with a sleepy way about it. "Would you like to battle?" Dave asked suddenly and I blinked at him, was he crazy? I didn't even know how to.. Yeah I had played war back when I was a kid but that had been without Pokemon.. sticks and the like fashioned into crude weapons that we'd wail on each other with. "Don't worry, I'll teach you how." Dave smiled and I smiled back, the guy had a contagious smile sometimes. "Grab your crutches and lets go." He stood up and Scyther became alert once again. Howler let out of a howl of challenge toward Scyther and darted forward but I put my foot forward to stop him from attacking the Scyther. Grabbing my crutches I gimped my way out of the room and into a small garden in the back. "I'll use one of my Pokemon that are close to your Houndour's level." Dave pulled a pokeball from his belt, and tossed it ahead of him. The Pokeball flew back to his hand as a Pokemon appeared. What it was eluded me but my Pokedex's insistant buzzing made me stop and pull it out. "Delibird." It stated with a picture of the Pokemon before me. "Delibird is a red penguin-like Pokemon with a sack-like tail. It has a patch of fluffy feathers on its chest that resembles a beard. Delibird has a white face with black rings around its eyes. Delibird's beak and feet are light-yellow."

"Well no shit.. I can sorta see that." I muttered and the old man on the hologram board grunted his white mustaches blowing out in agitation.

"As you can see Spirit, my Pokemon is Delibird..Your Houndour has a type advantage over it but seeing as how both of them are very young they don't know any element based attacks." Dave walked over to one end of the garden and I walked over to the other end. Houndour pranced after me happily wagging his tail. Would it be ok to have a pokemon so young learn to battle? In the wild they battled.. so it was ok right? My Pokedex started to shake to get my attention again. I ignored it till I could lean my crutches against a back wall and dig into my pockets to get it. The old man cleared his throat in an annoyed gesture as I opened the top to my Pokedex to read the information displayed on the screen. Both pokemon where level 1, Howler knew the moves Tackle and Growl. "Start." Dave called and his Delibird jumped around heading straight for Howler. "Watch out Howler!" The little Houndour spun around and started to growl, Delibird seemed to slow it's head long run into Howler but kept going. With a not so heavy hit to the head that the Pokedex registered as Pound Howler's HP dropped 5points. Gritting my teeth I shoved the Pokedex into my pocket and pointed to the Delibird that obviously had some battle experience. "Howler, Tackle!" I called as soon as the Pokemon was on his feet. Barking in agreement Howler ran toward Delibird and hit it square in the chest with a full body hit. Doing 10damage from what the Pokedex voice chimed in from my pocket. I didn't have time to read the stats on the screen. "Defense curl!" Dave called to his Delibird and the pokemon curled up into a little ball in the middle of the battle area. Tilting my head in confusion I pulled the Pokedex out but before I could open it Dave called out "Pound Delibird!!" The small bird flew out of it's little ball and brought a fist down onto Howler again. Jerking my head I shoved the Pokedex back into my pocket. "Tackle!" Howler did another full body launch at the enemy Pokemon. "Hp of team Pokemon, 15 left. Hp of enemy Pokemon 10 left." My next attack should hurt it.. if that defense curl didn't cut my Pokemon's attack too much.. "Growl Howler!" Once again the Delibird's Attack dropped. "Pound!" Three hp gone. "Tackle!" 4hp damage. Howler-12hp, Delibird 5hp "Tackle!" Howler darted at the Delibird and this time the force of the tackle slammed the little bird like Pokemon against a tree. My Pokedex whirred calling out "Critical hit!" and "Battle over."

"Howler has gained 26Exp, he is now Level 2. Opponent now owes 650 to Spirit Fair-Wind and Howler."The old man on the hologram pad danced around and colored hologram sparks shot around. Crouching I let out a whistle and Howler came bounding over to me. "Way to go Howler your such a good boy!" I petted the little Houndour and cuddled him to my chest happily, he showered with happy yips and a sea of licks to the face. Dave laughed at the two of us as he picked up his Delibird with gentle care and returned it to it's pokeball. "You did great Spirit, You'll be a great trainer though I'll have to get you back for this someday. Shall we be rivals?"

"Totally. You're a great trainer Dave, I'd be honored to have a rival like you."Holding Howler I walked over to him and we gripped hands in a silent agreement to be rivals from that day forward.

"Spirit!" Buttonz called from the sidewalk of the garden, with her stood Andrew, both of them grinning like idiots. "You where great Spirit!" Buttonz dashed over the rose bush and tackled me to the wet ground laughing. Andrew laughed as I kicked and squirmed under the weight of my older sister who was crushing me to the ground in a hug. "Oh my Nee chan is going to be great!" She yanked me to my feet and danced around with me. Andrew tackled for a hug knocking the both of us over into the cold mud of a garden patch. Laughing I felt the dirt and mud cake the back of my shirt. Dave even joined in on the dog pile laughing. Howler sat on the top of the pile his little tail wagging proudly. Slowly we stopped laughing at our own goofiness and started to get up, we helped each other up laughing at the mud caked on hair and clothes alike. "I call dibs on the shower!" Buttonz announced but Andrew laughed. "But Buttonz there is more one shower in the Inn."

"Oh, yeah."

"OWNED" I shouted and she grabbed me up in a hug to silence me. "GROUP HUG IN ZEH SHOWERS TONIGHT!" I laughed as Dave tossed his arms in the air but Andrew eyed him warily. The four of us stumbled into the Inn making sure or at least attempting to not track mud into the Inn's hardwood floors. My leg was bleeding so all three of my friends made it clear I wasn't going to walk on it and they made it impossible when Buttonz supported my left side and Dave my right. Both of them being taller then me lifted me a good two or three inches from the ground. Andrew grabbed my crutches. Growling softly I felt like a sack of potatoes between these two. The Inn keeper thought it was funny shit to watch my three friends overpower me. We gathered out clothes and under Buttonz eye I hopped to the showers and cleaned the area around my stitches. Andrew warned not to get them wet or they would hurt like a bitch. Taking my shower I didn't get my stitches wet and grabbed my clothes from the bench to change. A whistle from Buttonz made me look up, she was looking me over. Black pants tucked into my boots, a green military belt held my pants up to just under my belly button and a black sports bra didn't show much of anything off but I guess I was pretty cute or something now that I had more muscles then fat. Buttonz was bi but I was straight and she always seemed to make sure that if I ever wanted to swing she'd be there for me. I didn't have any plans of swinging any time soon though. She made a kissy face at me in play and I laughed as I put on deodorant and pulled a black sleeveless shirt on. I hopped and grabbed my crutches from the wall and leaned them up against the bench as I made a bundle with my towel and dirty clothes to carry out easily. "Aww wait for me." Buttonz called as she yanked on a top on. "Alright, alright." Buttonz doubled over to tie her shoes and we where set to go. Tying the towel ends together I put the knot of towel in my mouth and we walked from the showers in time to see Andrew and Dave come out. Both of them where laughing about something. "Spirit.. Why are you carrying that in your mouth?"Dave asked with a perplexed look. "Cause It's easier then putting it on the hand grips and going that way."

"Buttonz could of carried it for you."

"I didn't want Buttonz to carry it for me."

"Alright." Dave shrugged and reached to take the bundle from my mouth, I smirked and as he tugged I bit down harder. His tuging rewarded him with nothing. Howler barked from the other side of the shower room door and I turned to see Buttonz opening the door for a soaking wet Houndour, he'd taken a shower after I was done apparently.. Shaking off he sent water everywhere.

Once back in the room we sat down on mine and Buttonz's bed because our clothes where in the washing machines. "I'm telling you," Dave was saying with his mouth half full of bread. "the Pokemon league is really hard." The three of us nodded our heads, That was obvious, they wouldn't be the elite 4 if they weren't hard. "You should start gathering Pokemon to fight their core elemental Pokemon they have." Dave swallowed his food and shifted on the bed next to Buttonz. "Well.. what are their Pokemon?" Andrew asked with a tilted head as he gave Wolf some of his food from the plate the little Poochyena scarfed it down quickly. "Well you have ice, dark, ghost, poison and the champion who uses a mix of types." The three of us nodded our heads before a knock on the door cut us off. "Come in." Buttonz called and the Inn keeper opened the door "Professor Oak would like to see you at his lab ASAP." The woman bowed slightly to us and left. "I have to take my leave, thanks for the food, keep working hard on becoming Pokemon masters." Dave waved to us before leaving, his Scyther tagging after him. "Well.. lets go." I said getting to my feet and hopping to the door to get my crutches.

About half an hour later we showed up on Professor Oak's front door and he came out in a whirl of things to say, his gray hair sticking up like he hadn't slept. He stopped his ranting to look at me on my crutches and he arched an eyebrow at the three of us with our Pokemon out of their pokeballs and chasing each other around now that we had stopped. "What happen to your leg?"

"Howler."

"Who?"

"The Houndour you gave me.. He bit me and I named him Howler."

"Oh.. I told you he was a handful."

"Only when you don't rub his belly after he's eaten." I leaned forward on the crutches and scratches Howler's back absently. "Who taught you that trick?"

"A friend of mine." Oak nodded his head before leading us into the lab. "I have a package I need you to deliver for me."

"Ummm ok.." I muttered as I leaned on my crutches boredly "It's a wondrous discovery." Oak went on and I looked toward Buttonz and Andrew who looked at me and each other with bored expressions. "Well.. what is it?"

"I can't tell you, but I need you to take the package to Viridian city gym."

"The gym leader ah?" Buttonz crossed her arms with a tilted head, her long black hair spilling down her back. "Yes, I need it delivered as soon as possible. Spirit I don't think you'll be able to go.." The old man looked at my leg and I gritted my teeth about ready to beat him with the aluminum based walking implement. "You are slow on those crutches Spirit."

"Fuck if I am!" I tossed the crutches down with a look of sheer anger, I didn't care if my leg fell off or rotted off my body, I would not be called slow by a bent back old man who got his ass pwned by Ash on so many levels and still had the audacity to think himself better! "Spirit." Andrew started to say but my lips peeled back much like an angry dog about to attack. "STAND DOWN SPIRIT FAIR WIND!" I jerked and looked toward the man who had shouted. In the door stood my old boot camp drill Sargent. Drill Sargent Tzuya Kamikaze the meanest old fart on the whole island. He'd come from another country and his accent made it evident. Dark skinned with long black hair pulled back into a rat tail sorta like Reno from FF7. Buttonz and Andrew knew him, the island had made him the PE teacher and disciplinary figure. Tzuya came from another country where the Pokemon where far stronger there from his stories and they where used as nearly everything from pets to war partners. Still poised to rip Oak a new one I saw Tzuya stride forward a Pokeball in his hands as if he was gonna beam in the head with it. I took a step back and rolled my shoulders, he'd always thrown rocks, mud, Pokeballs, and more if you didn't obey in a timely manner. He eyed our Pokemon and smiled warmly at them but his eyes became icy as he looked at me and the crutches I'd thrown to the floor. "Private Fair wind.." He commented, he never could shake his old military habits. "What in the nine hells are you doing poised in such a threatening manner to this old man? A authority in Pokemon studies if I remember correctly." Icy blue eyes burred into my skull and I sighed. "He had a mission that needed speed for us but he told me it would be best if I stayed behind because of wounds."

"Wounds?"

"Howler.."

"Who?"

"The Houndour at my feet, acquired four days ago from this very man," He always wanted details and since I was a child he'd always been friends with my dad so he always took the liberty of pounding the information he wanted out of me. "attacked me after Andrew, me and Buttonz ran from the press gathered outside of the lab once we'd obtained Pokemon from Professor Oak."

"Private.. why did your Houndour attack you?"

"I'd fed him food two hours prior and did not know to rub his stomach to help him digest.. and he attacked my right leg sir."

"Who told you about the belly rubbing tactic?"

"Dave."

"Dave..."

"I don't know any other information about said person." Drill Sgt. Tzuya walked around the three of us, we had not forgotten his lessons from school and stood in a loose atease stance, legs apart, hands behind our backs looking straight ahead. "Very good Fair-wind. Perry." Andrew turned his head to look at Drill Sgt. Tzuya "What would you say about your sister's wounded leg? You were the medic on the scene.."

"Sir.." Andrew looked at me knowing I wanted to go to Viridian city but if he lied.. he'd get in trouble because Tzuya would check my leg himself. "She has to stay off of it." Andrew gave me a sorry look and I nodded to him, he'd done what was best for me. I was stubborn and wanted to go even if wounded. "Fair-wind.. Didn't you learn to obey your brother back in boot camp?" Tzuya crossed his arms and stood in front of me, 5ft 9inches, 198lbs of pure muscle with jet black hair with silver wings on his temples Tzuya had icy blue eyes and a square jaw with an aura of command around him. "Sir yes sir."

"And yet you refuse to obey.."

"Sir.."

"No sir's out of you Fair wind. Your staying home in this mission."

"Then Drill Sgt Tzuya we cannot take this mission." Buttonz said and Tzuya arched an eyebrow high into the hair that was in his face. "I'll be damned Buttonz has a tongue today!" The imposing military man walked the scant two feet over to stand in front of Buttonz. "And why can't you two leave your buddy Fair-wind here behind in the secure town?"

"It's against us to leave anyone behind.. We are a unit of three not two. Without Fair-wind no one has the first watch or the cooking position." Tzuya frowned at the woman who stood just an inch or so taller then him. He knew we where not related but from out bonds of friendship we might as well have been. He had even commented he'd seen no such bonds of devout friendship and comradeship since some war he'd been in years before coming to the island. "You damn squadies are the worst I ever come across."Tzuya started to laugh as Oak grunted to himself. "Sorry to interrupt your.. whatever it is but I do need someone to take this package to Viridian City gym as soon as possible."

"Sorry Professor Oak but your not gonna get these kids without letting Spit fire here go with them."

"Who are you anyway?" Oak asked with cutting eyes.

"Drill Sgt. Tzuya Kamikaze of another countries military unit.. retired." Tzuya saluted him and Howler let out a deep growl and the Pokeballs on the back of Tzuya's belt burst open. His Arcanine, Absol, Machoke, and Skarmory appeared in bursts of light. All of us jumped back, from the large fierce Pokemon. "What in the blue blazes.." Tzuya said and eyed the four eliet Pokemon with his icy eyes. "What is the meaning of this?" The higher level Pokemon stared so intently at Houndour that they refused to acknowledge their trainer's questions. Skarmory flapped it's wings kicking up a gust of wind slightly and I darted forward to scoop up Howler just as the bird Pokemon's wings went back for a bigger gust that would of hurt Howler. "Return!" The pokemon returned to their Pokeballs after turning to regard their Trainer with cold icy eyes. Oak growled loudly at this. "You three are the most qualified trainers in this town to take on this mission, I guess I have to wait till her leg gets better before this package can be delivered.." The old man huffed before leaving the area of the lab the four of us occupied. "Return your Pokemon to it's Pokeball Fair-wind."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"It's busted." Tzuya glared at me so darkly I thought he was gonna skin me alive. "I SAID RETURN YOUR POKEMON TO IT'S POKEBALL FAIR-WIND!"

"I CAN'T YOU BLOCK HEADED OLD MAN!" Wrong move, Tzuya grabbed me up by the front of my sleevless shirt and lifted me face to face with him, a good inch or two from the ground the man could hold my 170-180lb body up with trained ease. "You keep lying to me and I'll feed you to the crocs kid." his lips where peeled back in a snarling promise of his words. "Sir! She's not lieing the Pokeball is busted!" Andrew and Buttonz grabbed onto Tzuya's arms in an attempt to hold him back from hurting me. How much they'd do was questionable but the man glared at the two of them, not all three of us could lie about the same thing and have the same story could we? He let me go and I dropped to my butt with a grunt. Howler could make other Pokemon leave their Pokeballs, what was I gonna do with him? I had to keep him under control somehow.