The morning sun cast dappled shadows through the dense foliage of the Bharatsa Forest as I set out on a quest to seek out Sam. Determination etched across my face, I navigated the winding paths, guided by the occasional rustle of leaves and distant Pokémon calls.
After a brisk walk, I spotted a clearing ahead, and there, beneath the dappling sunlight, was Sam, deep in training with his Beedrill. I observed from a distance, watching Beedrill soaring over swinging logs. I shook my head at his repeated mistakes and decided to make my presence known.
I approached with a friendly wave. "Hey, Sam! Mind if I join in?"
The 10-year-old, surprised by my sudden appearance, hesitated but eventually nodded. "Sure, Archer. Just a regular training day with Beedrill."
As I prepared to engage, I activated my trusty AI. "AI, let's whip up something special to win over Beedrill. We need a snack that speaks the language of Pokémon."
[beep]
The AI, processing the request, suggested a blend of Oran and Pecha berries infused with the essence of honey.
[Knowledge point: It is these immersive plantings of berries, grown under the delicate care of humans, that set a base for human and Pokémon symbiotic relationship. In targeted large-scale schemes, it can even decrease the wild Pokémon hunts of each other. After all, even Pokémon of crueler species like Arbok wouldn't mind tastier berries than killing another sentient being to sustain themselves.
-Samuel Oak.]
I set to work, crafting a delectable treat that promised to entice even the most discerning Pokémon palates. With the berry concoction in hand, I approached Beedrill cautiously during its break from training. Sam watched, curious but skeptical.
I extended the treat, and to Sam's surprise, Beedrill's wary demeanor softened. It tentatively accepted the offering, savoring the flavors with unexpected delight.
Sam's eyes widened in amazement. "I've never seen Beedrill react like that before. How did you do it, Archer?"
I grinned. "The secret is in the berries and the taste of honey. You've got to cater to their tastes and provide nutrition to help them grow strong. It's not just about battles; Pokémon require much more to thrive. Nutrient-rich food gives greater gains, and the taste helps in building a bond between you."
As Beedrill enjoyed the berries, I took the opportunity to discuss today's battle. "You rely heavily on Beedrill's dodging skills, Sam. It's impressive, but you might be overlooking its attack power. Try to focus on a balance between agility and strength."
Sam, still processing the unexpected turn of events, nodded in contemplation. "You might be onto something, Archer. I never thought about Beedrill's attack power that much."
Other than me, the 10-year-old is the most mature of the age group in our small village of plains. It is one reason to help him, and the other will be better approached after the rematch. Hopefully, he wins this time because my plans hinge on it.
Days turned into weeks as I found myself visiting Sam's training spot in the Forest daily. I assumed responsibility for Beedrill's diet and nutrition, creating a personalized plan based on its body type and metabolism. Utilizing the extensive library resources, I delved into books on Pokémon nutrition. With the help of AI, I found the perfect balance of nutrients to enhance Beedrill's strength and agility.
Sam proved to be a willing student, absorbing the knowledge and implementing the dietary changes with dedication. The once skeptical look transformed into gratitude as he witnessed the positive impact on Beedrill's overall well-being.
Every day introduced a new exercise routine, carefully selected from ancient training manuals and modern research. Beedrill's movements became more refined, showcasing a harmonious blend of agility and power. The forest echoed with the sounds of Beedrill's wings.
One day, as I flipped through the pages of an insightful book, I stumbled upon a move that jogged my memory– the Electro Web. It was known for its complexity, typically not learned at Beedrill's stage. However, considering Beedrill's proficiency in String Shot and Thunder Wave, there was a possibility for a hidden ace in making.
Excitedly, I suggested the idea to Sam. "What if we introduce Beedrill to the Electro Web? It's challenging, but with its existing moves, it could master it. Imagine the advantage it would bring in battles!"
Sam agreed to give it a try after witnessing the positive results from previous suggestions.
I took it upon myself to teach Beedrill the intricacies of the Electro Web. As I sat down and explained the concept, Beedrill seemed to scratch its head, trying to comprehend the drawings on the ground.
I sat down, explaining the concept, "Imagine Beedrill, using Thunder Wave and String Shot successively, creating a web of charged strings. The key point is = precision and timing."
To elevate the training, we incorporated a practical aspect. Sam brought in a car battery, and together we rigged a setup to charge the strings. The forest clearing became a model for the Electro Web, with Beedrill observing the process keenly.
For weeks, I forced Sam to practice the routine.
Beedrill launched Thunder Wave, sending electric pulses through its strings, followed by a precisely woven String Shot. The charged strings crackled with energy, forming a shimmering web in the forest.
Though initially perplexed, Beedrill began to grasp the concept. Day by day, its movements became more coordinated, and the Electro Web took shape. The forest echoed with the hum of energy as Beedrill honed its newfound technique.
After a month of dedicated training, Beedrill could execute the Electro Web, though mastery was a work in progress. Regardless, it was sufficient for the upcoming rookie tournament. Sam, shouting in excitement and showing his age, expressed joy.
"Let's make a mark in the rookie tournament and show everyone what we've accomplished together."
Beedrill's trill resonated happiness, sealing the agreement with a hug to Sam. Now, I was more or less certain that he would win the rematch in the rookie tournament. The other 10-year-olds were just that—10-year-olds. Nowhere were they as skilled as Jon or Sam.
Unlike the main Kanto circuit, the hometown tournaments were generally restricted to the surrounding ten villages. These tournaments were exclusive to 10-year-olds, who were only allowed to train their starter Pokémon. Despite the restrictions, the tradition of 10-year-olds embarking on a Pokémon trainer journey was proven and enforced by Professor Oak.
In his words, the pure 10-year-olds, free from crippling prejudice, allowed bonds with Pokémon to establish easily and strongly. The responsibility of adults was to ensure they were ready to take it safely.
Oak scientifically proved his theory, taming all of Kanto and, then Johto's wildlife by making deals with the wild pokemon tribes. He even promoted the Ranger series and his crown achievement of brutally crushing criminal organizations. Allegedly, he used to raid at least one criminal base every day at his peak.
Even Bharatsa, with its strict traditions, started allowing 10-year-olds to train Pokémon, influenced by Oak's success in Kanto. Though it is nowhere as free and progressive as main kanto.
The restrictive traditions solidified my decision to go to kanto for my pokemon journey.
That's why I need the help of Sam's adoptive father- Gerad, a famous man in this village as he participated in indigo league and came back here to try to change Bharatsa.
He even gained incredible following for killing some gangsters torment the common folk. Though he disappeared from the public view and is bit of recluse now.
His history aside, his good reputation and any connections he may have for me to participate in kanto circuit is enough for me go to the trouble of helping Sam.
My Skill at 6 years age is enough of guarantee for his investment.