Hello again readers! I'm sorry I haven't written in a long time, I've been all written out for the past...what, like 5 months or so. English class certainly takes a lot out of your creativity and will to write! I would have started writing as soon as summer break started, but I decided not to write anything until I got back from my trip to San Francisco, because I knew if I stopped writing for a week after starting again I wouldn't get back to it. So, I'm back from my trip now, and I'm happy to be back and writing! I'm sure my friends are happy about it too, they've been bugging me about it for months. I promise I'll try to get at least a chapter out a week, though I'm sure it'll end up being more than that for the first little while since I feel so inspired to write.

Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.

When Dana and I had returned to the city we noticed that Samantha and Paula hadn't travelled too far, they were both standing only a bit to the north of the path that led to Route 22. They were talking with an old man, clad in blue.

"Oh, that weirdo," Dana chuckled, "I wonder if there's a way to get around him in this game?"

"I certainly hope so!" I replied, "I think I'll catch a Pokémon before I talk to him, it may keep him from stopping me for as long."

"Alright, see you around," Dana said before joining the two other girls talking to the weird old man.

'Okay,' I thought, 'off I go!'

I started to walk back to the south before I realized that I didn't have any Pokéballs. Consequently I turned to the east and wandered over to the PokéMart.

The sliding door of the Mart opened and I stepped inside. Just like in the games the space was fairly small, and blue. I strolled up to the counter, "Five Pokéballs please," I said taking my money out of my pocked, prepared to pay for the balls.

"Right," the man behind the counter said, "1000 Poké dollars please."

We exchanged to balls for my money and I exited the shop. I head to the west and back down Route 22. I stopped before I walked into the grass. I thought for a second, the Pokémon I wanted to find had a 1 in 10 chance of appearing in the games, I wondered if this Pokémon world would be the same.

I stepped into the grass and walked back and forth. 'To any onlookers,' I thought, 'I must look rather weird.'

I continued my pacing until I felt a punch in the knee.

"Ouch!" I cried, "Will I always be attacked by these damn wild Pokémon?"

I looked down to see a wild Mankey looking up at me, seeming smug. I threw out Bulbasaur's Pokéball, "Go Bulbasuar!" I cried.

Bulbasaur emerged and cried out his battle cry, "Bulba!"

My wrist heated up again and, from a laser beam the glass screen appeared. I pushed the glass over to the side; it said Mankey was only level 3. I smiled, "Bulbasaur, use Tackle."

Bulbasaur eagerly threw himself at the foe. It took three hits before the Mankey fainted, but Bulbasaur wasn't at all tired yet.

"Great job little guy!" I said watching his experience gage on the glass panel shoot up a bit, only a third of emptiness remained in the gage; he was almost at level 8. I returned Bulbasaur to his Pokéball once the glass screen disappeared and continued the awkward pacing.

After a little while I felt something bite my shoe, I yelped in pain before sighing, this also wasn't the Pokémon I was looking for.

I went through almost exactly the same process on the Rattata who had bitten my foot; the little pest couldn't even slightly faze my Bulbasaur. Once the battle had ended I saw something on the glass display panel pop up. I looked over and saw the message "Bulbasaur grew to level 8!"

I squealed with delight as my Bulbasaur proudly puffed out his chest. I gave him a quick pat on the head before putting him back in his ball and continuing to try and find the Pokémon I was looking for.

After a long while of searching, and making quick work of a level 2 Rattata who decided we "couldn't escape" from it I felt a peck at my ankle. After a yell of pain from the peck I realized this was the Pokémon I was looking for.

"Go Bulbasaur!" I yelled enthusiastically.

Bulbasaur sounded just as enthusiastic as I was when he cried out after emerging from the ball.

"Be careful with this one Bulbasaur, I want to catch it," I whispered.

Bulbasaur turned to me and muttered a quick "Bulba" before turning back to the foe, who would hopefully become our friend.

I looked over at the glass screen that had popped up while I was talking to Bulbasaur, the Spearow that I had found was a female, and level 5, a good level for catching with a level 8 Bulbasaur!

"Bulbasaur use Tackle!" I commanded.

Bulbasaur made a small dent in the female bird's health before returning to my side.

The Spearow growled at us, making a box pop up on the glass screen "Bulbasaur's attack fell!"

I had Bulbasaur Tackle the Spearow a few more times, until her health was in the yellow zone, the Spearow only using growl. After my last Tackle the Spearow used Peck, causing Bulbasaur's health to drop into the yellow as well. After healing quickly and enduring another Peck I threw a Pokéball.

I watched as the ball shook once, twice, three times, and then clicked. I had caught the Spearow!

The glass screen had a new pop up on it, "Gotcha! Spearow was caught!" The screen then gave me the option to nickname my new Pokémon. I refused the offer and smiled proudly at Bulbasaur.

Bulbasaur gave a satisfied "Bulba," as the glass panel disappeared. I put him back in his ball and headed back to the Pokémon center in Viridian City to heal my Pokémon.

I went up to the counter in the large building, "Welcome to our Pokémon Center!" the person behind the counter, Nurse Joy, exclaimed.

I returned the greeting with a simple, "Hello."

"Would you like me to heal your Pokémon back to perfect health?" the red-head asked.

"Yes please!" I said, taking the Pokéballs from the belt that they clipped on to, or rather, into.

"Okay, I'll take your Pokémon for a few seconds," she said taking the two Pokéballs from my hand and putting them onto a table.

A Chansey came out of a door behind the counter, pushed some buttons on the side of the table and the Pokéballs flashed.

Nurse Joy picked the balls off of the table when they had stopped flashing, turned back to me, and handed the balls back to me, "Thank you for waiting. We've restored your Pokémon to full health. We hope to see you again!" she said, giving a polite curtsey.

"Thank you," I replied before leaving the building.