Here's chapter 2 of my fanfic. There is a poll up on my forum to see if you want me to write about the Sevii Islands, and if so how. Please review honestly!
Chapter 2 – An important decision
I turned to Blue and Green to see what they had to say.
"I like Bulbasaur, they're so cute!" said Green, holding her hands together and standing on one foot.
"I do quite like Charmander to be honest, but if you want Blue you can ha-"
"I'll have Squirtle then, just like I wanted all along," interrupted Blue. "This means you get your much desired Charmander, Red!"
"Well, guess that settles it then! Charmander's in the middle, with Bulbasaur on the left. Here are your Pokédexes, 5 Poké Balls each and your cross-transceivers," stated Prof. Oak, handing us all our equipment. I walked over to the main table, my eyes fixed to the centre Poké Ball. I slowly picked it up, drawing in every moment that I could, and turned it over in my hand.
"Hello to you, my partner. Come on out!" I said, throwing the capsule into the air. A white beam of light materialised on the floor, changing into the form of a small, orange lizard. He turned around to see who his trainer was. "It's good to see you."
"Char-Charmander!" cried Charmander.
"Aww, you too look so cute together. Well, come on out Bulbasaur. I bet he's soooo cute!" dreamed Green.
"You might want to rephrase that last sentence. Bulbasaur's a she. Hey, do you want to battle, Red? Squirtle needs experience," persuaded Blue. "Talking of which, let's go Squirtle!" Squirtle stood with his eyes squinted, his arms folded and his head held backwards, looking down at Charmander.
"I accept your challenge!" I stated.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, you don't even know how to battle yet!" interrupted Prof. Oak. "Surely you ought to learn how to battle before you do so."
"I prefer a more practical approach, let's go Charmander!" I said, pointing out towards the battle area. Charmander rushed on to the battle field, stood with his left leg behind him, leaned forwards and released a few embers.
"I like your attitude," replied Blue. "Let's win Squirtle!"
They looked at each other with tentative glares. As Squirtle started to growl Charmander's claws extended.
"Charmander, use Scratch."
"Quick, Withdraw! Then keep using Tackle!"
"Dodge it Charmander!" I quickly shouted, though Charmander wasn't fast enough and got slammed hard. "Ummm… Oh! Grab its head, slam it into the ground and Scratch it!"
Squirtle charged into Charmander, where the plan was executed to perfection.
"Jump up and use Withdraw!" Squirtle retreated into its shell. "Now spin and use Tackle!"
"Move to the left and use scratch after it hits the ground!" I quickly spouted. Squirtle slammed hard into the ground and Charmander Scratched it hard. After which, Charmander backed away from a fainted Squirtle. "Yes, a critical hit!"
"Wow! Squirtle is unable to battle, and as such Red wins! Well done!" announced Green from the side-lines.
"Heh! Nice battle, Red. I'm going out to Route 1 to train. Come back Squirtle. Smell ya later!" congratulated Blue, bringing back Squirtle to his Poké Ball.
"Bye Blue! Hey, do you think we can have a battle, please? You looked so good in that battle that I wanted to just join in."
"Wait! Charmander's only just finished his battle. He needs to rest," stated Prof. Oak. "And besides, don't you think you ought to show Charmander to your mother, Red?"
"I suppose I ought to! See you later Professor. Oh, Green? I'll battle you later, OK?" I remarked, walking towards the entrance of the lab with Charmander sat comfortably on my shoulders.
"Bye!" shouted Green.
I walked over to the door, waving a nonchalant goodbye to the Professor and Green, opened the door and took my first step in the world with a Pokémon. My Pokémon… I looked around for a bit, feeling like my life was a lot more complete and headed back home.
Once again, I'd like to thank Tyhe2476 for the hints and tips for my fanfic. If I could get some helpful pointers as to writing battle scenes, they would be much appreciated. Please review honestly! Bye!