The story continues for poor Zubat stuck in his repetitive virtual reality.
Dumb pidgey number 342 just flaps its dumb brown wings in the dumb wind. My trainer this time has blue hair, pink eyes and is wearing a black shirt. I feel that the computer isn't even trying to make it real. I tackle the Pidgey, no guesses as to where. Surprise surprise it's a knock out. I am called back into my Pokeball and as the simulation goes black I see the dumb grass gently sway.
Time to face Pidgey number 343. This Pidgey seems different. Sure its brown wings are flapping in the wind but this one has a look of determination on its face. The simulation must have finally caught on that this situation is starting to get on my nerves. No matter, it will still be an easy win. I tackle the Pidgey on its wing but it doesn't faint. Instead it charges at me with quick attack. I try to dodge it but I am too slow. It hits me square in the chest and I fall to the ground with a thud. I hadn't noticed before but the battle arena has changed. The tall green grass has been replaced with a row of colourful flowers. This is strange. In all of the 342 other times I have faced a Pidgey, never has the grass changed.
I get up ready for the next instructions from my trainer. I am told to bite the Pidgey. I charge at Pidgey but it's too fast and it dodges my attack. It turns on me and with a fast quick attack it sends me flying back into the ground.
I can't get up. I have never felt this feeling before. I am weak and faint. I cannot go on in this battle. I see my trainer. His brown hair covers his brown eyes as he fiddles with his blue shirt. His face is not blank. He looks annoyed. As I fade into the black I realise that this was real and I have lost my opportunity.
The small brown haired brown eyed trainer returned the Zubat to the PC. He had given it an opportunity to prove its worth but it had failed. It had seemed so aggressive when he had first battled it but now it seemed flat and weak. He had to prepare for the next gym battle, so there was no time to waste on weak.
As I sit and wait I hope that I have not been returned to the simulation. If only I had realised that it was real earlier, then I would have defeated that pidgey. I am called out. As I open my eyes I see a Pidgey. Its brown wings flap in the wind. It doesn't have the same determined look as the last one. It just sits there waiting for my move. I look back at my trainer. His orange hair covers his purples eyes and he is wearing a yellow shirt. His face is blank and expressionless. I look back at the Pidgey. It still hasn't moved. My trainer tells me to tackle it I know what the outcome of this will be. I have accepted my fate.
As always, the tall green grass gently sways.
Poor Zubat is destined to spend the rest of his days stuck in the PC. If you have any feedback or liked this story please leave a comment. Chapter 1 of this story is featured in the first episode of my podcast JAMFiction on Soundcloud. The link is on my profile page. Thanks for reading!