Chapter 4

"Hello, there! Glad to meet you! Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is Oak! People affectionately refer to me as the Pokémon Professor. This world... ...is inhabited far and wide by creatures called Pokémon! For some people, Pokémon are pets. Other use them for battling. As for myself... I study Pokémon as a profession. But first, tell me a little about yourself. Now tell me. Are you a boy? Or are you a girl?"

" Um? Professor? Do you need glasses and or a hearing aid? I'm a dude. Can't you tell by my voice?"

" That's what I said..."

"Let's begin with your name. What is it?"

" Professor? You don't remember me? You ate dinner at my house! LAST NIGHT!"

" ?"

" Fine. I'll play your little game Professor. I'm Red. Red Fire!"

"Right... So your name is Red. This is my grandson. He's been your rival since you both were babies. ...Erm, what was his name now?

" My name's still Gary Gramps! Why do you keep doing this?"

" His name? Erm, Bl- no... I know! His name is Silver!"

"...Er, was it Red?"

" Professor, that's not Red! I'm Red!"

" That's right! I remember now! His name is Gary! Red! Your very own Pokémon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with Pokémon awaits! Let's go!"

" Umm... sure. I'll just take Bulbasaur and leave."

" Red! Battle me!"

" But that's not..."he stopped talking, and took Squirtle from Leaf, and left her with his Bulbasaur.

" Umm... ok. Sure Red! Yeah, let's trade!" she said bewildered, and walked out of the lab.

Leaf's Story

As I left the lab, I had too many thoughts swirling around my head.

' Why is he here?'

' What gives him the right to waltz up to me and steal my pokemon!? I always wanted a Squirtle, but now that dream has been shattered!'

I could think of so many angry Leaf thoughts right now. I don't want to rage on my mom when I get home.

I tried to run home, but suddenly, I couldn't run!

Gary's Story

" Go! Squirtle!"

" Charmander! Now! Tackle Attack!" My Charmader dissappered, and reappeared on top of Squirtle.

" Squirtle! Growl! Now!"

" Squirt." It said, not obeying him.

" Tackle! Again!"

" Growl!"

" Le."

" Please?"

" Squirtle."

" Tackle! Now!" As my Charmander appeared on top of Squirtle, it fainted. I had just won the battle!