Chapter 2: First Sighting
It was a candle. A freaking candle. Red's eyebrow twitched as he eyed the purple flamed pokemon floating in mid-air is it faced off against an opponent's Oshawatt. He thought he had it seen it all. Flying electric mice, walking noses, pokemon that couldn't do anything but splash...
Next thing you know, ice cream cone shaped pokemon would start appearing.
A gentle breeze sent the dirt swirling as the two trainers faced off, both pokemon at the ready, awaiting their first commands.
"Oshawatt, use tackle!"
"Litwik, counter with ember!"
Raising a single eyebrow at the scene, Red dubiously watched as these "trainers" battled it out, the otter trying to tackle the ghost pokemon, only to be hit by fire which had little effect.
Well they were trainers by definition he mused, but really, who uses fire moves on water pokemon? And who doesn't use use water on a fire type?
He turned his attention back to the pitiful scene, noting that the Litwick had somehow defeated the Oshawatt. Well, I suppose if you throw enough rocks at the wall it will eventually break, he thought, but did he really not notice his Oshawatt flying THROUGH the Litwik?
Yawning, he waited, curious to see what the trainer he dubbed Scrub #1 would send out next.
"Vanillite, take it down!"
Red stared in disbelief. Blink. Still there. Another blink. The cce cream pokemon was still there. It wasn't everyday that he was caught so off guard, especially when involving a pokebattle. Then again, it wasn't everyday he saw an ice cream cone battling a candle. Red shook his head, getting his mind back in order. He still couldn't believe there really was a pokemon shaped like an ice cream cone out there.
His ever working mind quickly contemplated this trainer's choice of pokemon. Strategically, this made less sense than the last one. An ice type versus a fire type. Maybe there was a chance the other trainer would prove him wrong and actually use his pokemon type to his advantage.
"Litwick, use Astonish!"
Red facepalmed.
It seemed Unova certainly had its fair share of interesting pokemon and trainers.
It was late afternoon as he approached Nimbasa City from Route 16. Having foolishly left left his bicycle back in Pallet Town, he had traveled the entire day on foot and he couldn't wait to find a place to stay and relax. Scowling, Red reached down to massage his aching calves as a happy looking couple rode right past him. I'm getting a bike first thing tomorrow. Silently cursing his stupidity, he stretched his arms and stopped, watching as a female trainer sauntered out.
He watched silently and unnoticed as she adjusted the white cap that held her long brunette locks in place and reached into her belt for a pokeball. Pressing down on the red and whilte ball revealed a Braviary which ruffled its feathers and eyed its owner. Patting its head, the girl climbed onto its back, leant forward and spoke.
"Let's try and get home before dark Braviary. I'd like to be home in time to eat dinner."
Spreading its red wings, the pokemon let out a cry of approval and took to the air. With several flaps of its mighty wings, it disappeared out of sight along with its trainer, lazily gliding along the wind.
Red blinked as he watched them take off. Those shorts certainly showed off her long legs and nice posterior but they didn't look very warm. Sighing, he resumed walking as he listened to his footsteps crunch dirt and sand. If he could make a list of things about Pokemon he missed, one would certainly be flying. Travelling was just so much easier.
It had been a few months since he had left Mt. Silver and made his way to the Unova region, but it didn't really seem like he was getting anywhere. Red had abandoned his cap and gloves, choosing to wander through the region without his signature items. He had even taken to wearing tinted contact lenses to disguise his unique eye color. While it was unlikely that people would recognize him, he preferred to avoid the risk. The last thing he needed was to be challenged to a battle without his pokemon.
Settling down in his hotel room, he pondered his future course and actions. Not having a real purpose or goal, he had just strayed from city to city. Red had heard rumors and stories at every stop. This time was no different as he had dragged his heavy feet into the hotel lobby. It seemed that legendary dragons had appeared in Unova not so long ago, followed by the second defeat of an evil organization.
Some people were doubtful that these dragons had shown up. The ones with more creative imaginations spoke of how fearsome these dragons must have been, and how strong these trainers must have been to command them.
Red had both frowned and smiled when he first heard about it. Legendary pokemon and an evil pokemon stealing organization bent on taking over the world taken down by one person? The story sounded eerily familiar.
He wondered if they were similar to him. A bitter smile coated his lips, one that did not quite reach his eyes as he lost himself in thought. Had it been a a year ago, I would have only cared about how strong they were. Now, I can only wonder if they still have a purpose to follow.
Kicking the wall,he let out a groan as the sudden movement shot pain up his heel and leg and he hobbled over to the bed. Collapsing on top and taking off his sneakers, Red grimaced. He would have blisters tomorrow, and walking would be a huge pain in the ass.
His mind drifted back to the girl he had seen. She had been no ordinary trainer. Red had always had a good sense of a trainer or pokemon's ability at first glance and it had served him well throughout the years. He likened it to a comic book hero he had often read as a child, Spiderman. His "poke-senses" as he called them, often tingled when he met a strong opponent.
Turning over onto his back, he cast his gaze up at the ceiling. Maybe his dreams would bring him what he was looking for.
Author's Note: That's it for chapter 2! I hope you guys like it. I'm sure you all know who this mysterious girl is, but if not, you'll be sure to find out. And again, review review review!