Still love Heart Gold. Despite the fact that every single poison attack poisons my Pokémon without fail!! Oh well, I still tear them apart. Speaking of which, let's rejoin Red on his quest to become the strongest Pokémon trainer in the world.
It didn't take Red long to find wild Pokémon. There were many Pidgey and Rattata running around Route 1. Red and Charmander took on every one they could find, winning every time. Charmander grew a lot on the way to the next town, Viridian City. Red knew, however, that Charmander alone couldn't become champion. Red and Charmander needed more allies.
After Charmander rested at the Pokémon Center, Red went to the Viridian Poké Mart. As soon as he entered he was hailed by the clerk. "You're from Pallet Town, aren't you?" Red walked over to the desk. "You know Professor Oak, don't you?" Red nodded. "Then would you take this package to him?" the clerk asked lifting a medium-sized cardboard box, "His order of Pokéballs came in." Red didn't like the idea of being a delivery boy very much, but Oak had always been kind to him, and he gave him Charmander. Red accepted the package.
He turned to leave, but then he remembered why he came. "Hey," he asked the clerk over his shoulder, "Do you have any Pokéballs for sale?"
The clerk shook his head. "Sorry kid," he said clearly disappointed that he couldn't help, "the only ones we have are those special order ones for Oak." Red left without another word.
On his way back Red used the old shortcut from Viridian to Pallet. He leapt ledges that were just short enough to jump off of, but too steep to climb. However some places that held wild Pokémon he could not avoid. Not that he minded. Every encounter made Charmander that much stronger, and made both of them that much closer.
Red got home at around 7:30 at night. The summer sun hung low in the sky washing the whole town in a gold light. Red let Charmander out of his Pokéball to let him get a look at their home town. Charmander seemed to love the setting sun. Red did too. They both gave it a quick gaze, long enough to take in its beauty, but not so long as to damage their eyes. Just as they were about to look away something caught Red's eye. It was a spark of light that out shown the sun.
In an instant the light was gone. It was almost as if it disappeared behind a veil of gold feathers. But it was so far and in the sun. Red couldn't be sure of what he saw. Charmander didn't seem to notice, but could it be that Red saw a Pokémon that was brighter than the sun?
Red tried to put it from his mind. He continued on to Oak's lab. He found Oak right away. "There you are, Red," Oak greeted, "Green has been looking for you."
"This is for you," Red handed over the parcel.
"Oh," Oak realized, "these are the custom Pokéballs I ordered." Red nodded. Suddenly, both of their attentions were turned to the front door. The sounds of all too familiar arguing could be heard.
"Let go, Green!" Blue demanded.
Green chastised her friend as she dragged him over to the same desk where their Pokémon once were. "Professor Oak said that he needed us for a special task. Being his grandson I thought you would at least take the time to hear him out!"
"But I have to make Squirtle stronger!" Blue protested. Green just huffed and kept on dragging. Red groaned and rolled his eyes at the pathetic sight.
"I found this one," Green said scowling at Blue. She turned to look at Oak, "But I couldn't find-" When she turned she saw Red watching her. "When did you get here?"
Oak got everyone's attention. "Good!" he said, "Everyone is here."
"So what's up, gramps?" Blue whined, "Why'd you call us back so soon?"
"I must admit, Professor," Green admitted, "I'm kind of curious too."
"Well I gave you those Pokémon so you could help me with an errand," Oak explained.
"An errand?" Blue groaned. Green elbowed him in the side to shut him up.
"Yes, well," Oak continued, "I have had a dream since I was no older than you kids. I wanted to catalog all the Pokémon in the world. But I'm too old now to travel the world like I used to." Oak walked over to another desk in the back of the room. From the desk he took three red, rectangular devices. He returned and handed the machines to the three confused children. "These are my own invention," Oak told them, "the 'Pokédex.' It's a high-tech encyclopedia!"
"What gives?" Blue demanded, flipping through the electronic pages, "The whole thing's blank!"
"That's right," Oak said, "The Pokédex will fill up automatically whenever you see or catch a new Pokémon!"
"So all we need to do is catch every Pokémon we can find, right?" Blue asked. Oak nodded happily at his grandson. "Fine," Blue said, "I can do that." Blue turned to his friends, "Red, Green, I hate to say it, but I don't need your help. " He turned around to leave. "I know! I'll borrow a town map from my sister," he turned back around, "Red, I'll tell her not to give you one! Smell ya' later!" Blue stormed off.
"Don't worry, he won't get far," Oak said amused. He pointed to the clock, it was 8:45.
Both Red and Green went home to spend their last night there before their big adventure. Also it was good to tell their parents that they were leaving on a journey at Oak's request.
The sun rose on a new day. Red stood at the mouth of Route 1 for the last time in what would most likely be a long time. A lot was on the ten year olds mind. The Pokédex, his rivals, all the Pokémon in the world… and the Pokémon in the sun. Red's very own Pokémon legend was finally about to begin!
Chapter two fin. So far the story has matched the game almost exactly. That may last for a few more chapters, like one or two, but don't worry. I have my muse, and she tells me sweet things to mine ears. (You can just hear the bad French accent, can't you?) But I digress; I'll get original soon enough!