New Battles
Chapter 1: Battles of Every Kind
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or any of the characters involved except for Brice
"Pidgey use Quick Attack."
In a forest glade near Viridian City, a young trainer by the name of Brice was going to capture his third Pokémon. A small Caterpie was sitting on the ground when it looked up and saw Brice's Pidgey come flying toward it. It screeched in alarm and tried to run away only to be hit and sent flying into a tree. Brice smirked as he tossed his pokeball. It hit the Caterpie and opened, absorbing the small worm with a red light. It fell to the ground and the center glowed red as it began to shift, the Caterpie inside trying feebly to escape. Eventually it settled and a bell went off letting Brice know he'd captured his Pokémon.
Brice smirked again as he retrieved the pokeball. His Pidgey looked at him as he returned it to its own pokeball.
Brice put the ball on his belt and turned toward the forest exit, he was a ten year old, like most novice trainers, he wore a black shirt and jacket over a black pair of pants and shoes. The sleeves of his jacket had white rings on the forearms and he also wore a black fedora with a white ring around the brim. He sighed as he entered the way stop that led out of the forest. He looked up as he walked out of the building and watched a herd of Pidgey fly by. He had only been on his journey for three days but he'd already managed to traverse the Viridian forest and had caught two Pokémon, not including his own Charmander that he received from Professor Oak. Brice took a step toward the nearby patch of grass where he hoped to find a new Pokémon.
As the hours passed Brice had managed to level up some of his pokemon, he was currently engaged with a Mankey. He watched as his Pidgey took down the Mankey, which he then caught.
"Yeesh. At this rate I'll be able to take on Brock in a few days, first things first, I need to get this guy healed up before I train him."
Brice's Caterpie had evolved into a Metapod. Which was now sitting dormant in its pokeball. His Pidgey also needed healing as it had been fighting hard to keep itself strong and help out his other pokemon. He stepped out of the tall grass and made his way to the nearby pokemon center, where he entered the door and found nurse joy waiting for him. He gave her his pokeballs and she took them on a tray and did her normal process and healed them.
"Thank you" He said as she nodded
He stepped outside and immediately felt a chill in the air, he put his jacket collar up a bit "Jeese, I hope Mankey's okay with the cold." He said before setting off again.
As night began to settle for Brice he sighed and looked at a pokeball. In the last few hours he'd managed to catch a whole new set of pokemon, and his Mankey had leveled up enough that it knew Low Kick. He was ready to fight Brock far sooner than he'd expected. Also, after defeating a few other trainers he'd saved up enough money to buy a coat to defend against the cold. It was a long coat that came down behind his legs and covered his arms entirely with a large collar. He had also bought a thicker black shirt, and a bag that he kept slung over one shoulder that contained his lighter clothes.
"Tomorrow I fight Brock and get ready to really start my journey." He said grinning as he stepped into the Pokemon Center where he planned to spend the night.