Hello again! How's this for frequent updates? Can I keep it up? ...Probably not, but I can try.
It may interest some of you to know that I'm actually playing LeafGreen version while writing this Fic, so I can get facts correct, and not overshoot levels. All of the battles I have and will get in (aside from the ones not in the game) have been or will be replicated on the game so that I know what level my Pokémon should be at, and also know what moves they have.
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.
The sliding door of the Pokémon Center opened and I stepped out. I looked at my watch; it was just after 12:00, so I still had plenty of time to journey on today. Luckily I wasn't hungry because of the large breakfast. I looked down at the two Pokéballs attached to my hip, happy to have added a second member to my team.
I started thinking about what Pokémon I would want permanently on my team throughout my journey through the Kanto region as I walked north. I, of course, would keep using my Bulbasaur, and I'd also be using my Spearow for sentimental reasons. I remembered back to my first play through of Pokémon Crystal when I was six or seven years old. I beat the Elite Four with just my level 100 Fearow. Names of Pokémon filled my head as I kept walking, maybe I'd use an Arcanine, or a...
"Well, now," my thoughts were interrupted by an old man's voice, "I've had my coffee, and that's what I need to get going!"
"That's great," I said to the old man, who I recognized as the old man my friends were talking to earlier, "now, if you'd excuse me..."
"Hm? What's that red box you have?" the man asked me.
"Oh, that's my Pokédex..."
"Ah, so you're working on your Pokédex."
"Evidently," I said growing impatient, "I'd like to get back to that if you don't mind..."
"Then let me give you a word of advice," the man continued interrupting me once again, "Whenever you catch a Pokémon the Pokédex automatically updates its data."
"Yes, that's great, now I'd like to get going..."
"...You don't know how to catch a Pokémon?"
"Er," I glanced down at my belt, "I do, and I already caught one only a few minutes ago."
"I suppose I had better show you then!"
"Are you even hearing what I'm saying?" my words came out as a snarl.
The old man turned around; standing only a foot away from him was a wild Weedle. The old man slowly reached into his bag, pulled out a Pokéball, and threw it. The ball shook three times and then clicked.
"There! Now tell me, that was educational, was it not?" the old man asked, turning back around to face me.
"No, it wasn't really. I already knew how to catch..."
"And here, take this, too," he said handing me a device that looked like a portable DVD player with a logo that said "Teachy TV". I humoured him and put it in my bag.
"If there's something you don't understand, watch that," the old man rambled, "It will teach you about the basics of being a Pokémon Trainer."
"Er, thanks..." I said walking away from the man.
I thought for a second, the Teachy TV wasn't in the original games. This world must be based off of FireRed and LeafGreen. I smiled, that meant there were more TMs to use on my Pokémon!
I continued walking through Route 2. Unlike Route 1 it was almost as short as I remembered from the games. Route 1 took nearly all day to get through while it took only a few short minutes to get to the gate between Route 2 and Viridian Forest.
I entered the gatehouse and looked around. There were a couple of tables, both empty, eight potted trees and two people in the little room.
"Hello," I said, greeting the two girls who seemed content standing where they were, since they didn't move from where they were standing, they only turned in my direction.
"Hello," replied the younger girl in pink, "Have you seen any Rattatas? They may be small, but they have a wicked bite!"
"You're telling me," I said, looking down at the teeth marks on my shoe, "I've run into a couple of them."
"Have you caught one already?" she asked looking down at my two Pokéballs.
"No, neither of those are a Rattata, one's a Bulbasaur and the other is a Spearow."
"Oh," she said disappointedly, she then turned and walked away.
I shrugged and turned to talk to the other girl in the house, who was clothed in a red dress.
"Are you going into Viridian Forest?" she asked me, "It's a natural maze in there."
"Well yes, if I want to continue my journey as a trainer then I need to," I replied.
"Be careful, it can take a couple of days to get through the forest, and that's if you don't get lost!" she said, concern flashing through her features, "I hope all of the other kids who passed through here earlier are okay."
"Don't worry, they'll be fine, and so will I," I replied.
I walked through the northern door of the gatehouse and into the forest, "A couple of days?" I cried out, the message that the woman had told me sinking in, "Are you kidding me?"
"No, no one is kidding you," a voice said.
I looked to the north and saw a younger boy with a yellow hat standing by a giant tree.
"My friends and I come in here all of the time," he said, "We've never made it more than a quarter of the way through because we need to get home in time for bed."
"Well that's just great!" I groaned, "And I assume all of your friends are in here, just waiting for some battles."
"Yup!" the boy replied, "They're not too tough if you have a flying type Pokémon though, we're all bug catchers."
"Thanks for the advice," I replied before turning and walking to the east.
After quite a while of walking I stumbled upon a boy standing in the grass, "Hello," I called to him, "are you a trainer?"
"Well, not really," he said, "I was out today to catch some Pokémon, but I ran out of Pokéballs."
"Oh, I guess you should have stocked up before you came out here," I said sympathetically.
"Yeah, you're right," he said before walking past me, obviously heading for the gatehouse.
I looked out into the patch of grass he was standing in, and something red caught my eye. I decided to take a closer look. I walked through the grass, hopeful that I wouldn't be attacked by wild Pokémon. I stopped beside the item, it looked like a Pokéball.
"If that boy were more observant he would have seen this Pokéball here," I mumbled to myself.
I picked up the Pokéball, and it transformed into a Potion.
I jumped and dropped the strange shape shifting item, "What just happened?" I asked myself.
The Potion hit the ground and turned back into a Pokéball.
I was spooked for a second, but then a memory from the games popped into my head, "Right, everything looks like a Pokéball when it's on the ground."
I laughed at myself and picked the item back up, put it into my bag, and continued walking.