I looked out into the sea of waving grass, and I felt a kind of excitement that I hadn't felt since before my parents' passing. Just ahead of me dozens of pokemon were just waiting to get into an encounter with a trainer, and here I was, about to step into the grass and have my first pokemon encounter. I took a deep breath, and stretched out my leg to take my first step. Before my foot touched the ground, a string shot knocked me a few feet back, leaving sticky string all over my chest. Viktor, who had been standing beside me, jumped in front of me in battle stance, ready to protect me. I looked up from the ground and watched as the rustling in the grass grew closer. I crawled backwards in fear, terrified of whatever powerful creature had knocked me off my feet. I stopped, and then, very slowly, a Wurmple crawled out from the grass. Viktor relaxed from his pose, obviously as surprised as I was that this tiny bug could knock me off my feet. I stood up, wiping all that I could off of my shirt before facing the Wurmple.
"Viktor, use scratch!" I called out, and he lept at the Wurmple, knocking it back a few paces and then returning to me. The Wurmple lunged back, tackling Viktor before returning to its original position. I ordered Viktor to scratch again, and with one last lunge he knocked the Wurmple back into the tall grass. It didn't come back, so assumed the battle was won. "Well, that was… underwhelming." I looked over at Viktor, who seemed proud of his first victory. I smiled at him, not wanting to ruin his sense of accomplishment. "Good job, buddy." I said to him, and he gave me an enthusiastic "Chic!" in response. We trained like that for a majority of the day, and at the end of it Viktor was around Lvl 9. It surprised me how much training was required for even small level ups. "This is going to be more work than I thought."
Viktor and I stopped in at the pokemon center at Oldale town. The nurse recognized me, and her face lit up when she saw Viktor. I put him back into his pokeball and handed it to her while I went to the cafeteria to get some food. With a cheeseburger and a bowl of pokemon food in my bag, I stopped back at the front desk to pick up Viktor. Once we were in my room I let him out and gave him his food, which he ate ravenously. I quietly ate my burger before turning over and going to bed. I realized that the whole day I had forgot about why I was here. Hopefully this experience could continue to do that for me again.
The next morning I woke up and leapt out of bed, eager to move on with my journey. I woke Viktor and put him in his pokeball before quickly rushing out towards route 102. Today I planned to catch another friend and add them to my roster. Viktor seemed excited when I told him this, and walked 10 feet ahead of me through the beginning of route 102. He excitedly waddled up to every patch of tall grass peering in as if he was looking for his next friend. I laughed at him, following along wherever he went, figuring that eventually I was bound to run into something. As I had finished that thought, I saw something dark dash through the grass towards Viktor. "Look out!" I yelled, fearing the worst for Viktor, but my fear was misplaced, as Viktor went from his standard happy go lucky attitude to battle mode as soon as I had called to him, noticing the blur coming from the grass and deftly dodging the attack as the black figure exploded from the brush. Now out in the open, I could see that it was a Poochyena, and I quickly ran to Viktor and stood behind him. "Viktor, use Ember!" I cried, pointing at the Poochyena. Viktor inhaled, his chest puffing out like territorial Swellow, before breathing out a tiny ball of flame, which accelerated towards the Poochyena and hit it dead in the face, causing the tiny pokemon to yipe and bat at its head with its paw. Viktor, took the stance for another, but I stopped him by putting my hand on his head. I rummaged through my bag, taking out one of the pokeballs that Professor Birch had given me. I lined up my throw, eying the Poochyena with deadly concentration. "I hope I don't miss" I said under my breath before hurling the pokeball at the tiny black pokemon. To my surprise, the pokeball curved in the air, heading straight for the Poochyena and hitting it on the head, bouncing up and opening, the Poochyena disappearing into the red and white sphere. It fell to the ground, and I crossed my fingers as I waited for it to stop rolling around. Eventually, it stopped, making a soft 'click' sound to indicate the pokemon had been caught. I jumped in excitement, Viktor chirping away below me as I celebrated, walking over to collect the pokeball. I held it in my hand for a while, proud of my achievement. Until now I had been using a pokemon that had been given to me. Now I had caught one all by myself. Viktor chirped loudly at me, as if to say "I helped too". I laughed, walking over to the tiny bird pokemon and patting his head. He chirped happily, and I stood up. "We should head back to the pokemon center, this guy's gotta be beat from your fight. The Torchic nodded, and we headed back the way we came.
We got some food from the Pokemon Center, returning to our room again as I took the new pokeball in my hands and smiled, ready to meet my new friend for the first time. The ball opened, a tiny black ball of fur appearing on the ground, turning to look at me with happy eyes. It was so much different from when we saw it on route 102. "Pokeballs must do something about wild instinct" I thought out loud to myself, reaching down to pet the Poochyena, who recieved my love happily and with heavy panting. "Oh, that's right" I suddenly blurted out, "I never gave you a name". I looked long and hard at the Poochyena, who in turn tried to give me the same looking, putting on a scowl that actually made it pretty intimidating. This intimidation was then ruined when he turned to chase his tail, spinning rapidly before falling on the floor. I laughed at this sudden changed. "You sure are funny for a guy who looks so scary" I laughed, petting the Poochyena again. "Wait a minute, that's it!" I exclaimed, picking up the small pokemon and holding him in front of me. "I'll call you Jekyll" I smiled, naming him after the fiction scientist who would turn into a scary monster by night. I set Jekyll down, watching him bounce up and down barking, clearly happy with his new name. I told the two to go to sleep, then pulled the covers up myself, wondering if tomorrow would bring as many new experiences as today. Boy did I have no idea.
(I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter in a year! Sorry it's taken so long, but I hope to not have any more long gaps like that. And for those of you wondering where the rated M part of this story is, don't worry, it's cumming soon ;3)