Part 1 - Returns

2005-10-28T20:27:00.000+08:00

An icy chill pervaded through the black night - cold except for theunnatural, hot wind blowing south with the strong scent of acrid smoke. Through the dark, starless sky slightly covered by clouds, intermittent moonlight shone on to the thick, green forest revealing, little bylittle, a snaking trail of destruction. Burnt and broken tree stumps layon the ravaged path - some still burning with small, flickering flames -as well as fallen branches and other debris interspaced with giantanimalistic footprints. A dark figure wrapped in a long, black, hooded cloak ran through thewoodland almost silently, the robe-like mantle secured at its waist, itslower folds flapping gently behind like a floating shadow. The only soundwas the dry vegetation softly crunching beneath thick, black boots as itfollowed the trail onward. Golden-brown eyes took wide sweeps, observingthe desecrated area. A small, brown backpack was adjusted briefly by ahand as it sped up the pace. The quarry was close... <><><> Flames crackled and fires burned. The small town settlement lit up thenight, its modest structures engulfed like the pyres of a bonfire.Everywhere, screaming and smoke filled the heated air as dozens anddozens of people ran, all seeking escape from the terror of attackingraiders. Appearing from the south without warning, burning and pillagingwithout mercy, huge, hostile pokemon assisted their trainers in themerciless and violent raid. Totally unprepared for the assault,towns-people and their pokemon had been cut down and destroyed almost assoon as they were called out. The huge, red, two-storey-tall charizard took another long breath beforecontinuing to spit out a long and melting-hot burst of flame whichturned the school house into glowing, crimson embers. At the opposite endof town, an angry tauros smashed through houses with its dagger-sharpbull-horns at the direction of its trainer, trampling over possessionsand structures alike. Meanwhile, almost matching it in damage, thesharp-bladed, green scythers and the massively-horned pinsirs rampagedthrough the town hall and community buildings. Little by little, theattackers slowly advanced towards the supply buildings in the centre ofthe town, where the food and water was stored. Behind a slowly burning house, a young, dark-haired girl screamed as agrinning male raider grabbed and pinned her against the wall. Nearby, hiskangaskhan watched in fascination. The raider slapped the girl across the mouth hard. "Shut up with thescreaming, bitch, and take this like a woman!" He began to work his flyopen and loosen his pants. A shadow shifted. Suddenly an explosion of pain erupted in the raider's head and the nextthing he knew was the feel of the rushing air as he was picked up andthrown violently away by a single hand. The hard dirt ground met his backall too abruptly and the breath exploded out of his lungs as he bouncedonce then slid to a stop. "Bastard!" he coughed furiously as he rolled to his feet and opened hiseyes to see who had dared attack him. Several feet away, a tall figurewrapped in darkness stood watching him, its silhouette all but invisibleif it weren't for the background of burning houses and hazy grey smokebehind it. The figure lifted its hand, adjusting the black fingerless gloves it worewith the other. Black half-gloves of a fighter. All of a sudden he felt a cold stab of fear enter his heart. There wassomething familiar about this man... Then he growled in anger. He was mistaken. This was just a poor fool whowas trying to be a hero. "Kangaskhan, take him!" He laughed. "Chew hisbones, nice and slow." Already hissing in anger because of the attack to its master, the large, bipedal pokemon needed no second order. It gave an inhuman snarl and extended its sharp, bony claws before leaping towards the shadow. However, a rapid spin-kick stopped the charging pokemon's attack, whileone of its claws was seized and used against it, stabbing into its ownchest like a knife. The kangaskhan blinked in confusion before topplingover, its chest a puddle of oozing, dark blood. "Kangaskhan?" the man said in shock. No man could be strong enough to dowhat the figure had just done. No ordinary man... He continued to stare,dumbfounded, before a hard, booted foot smashed into his jaw andeverything went black. <><><> Puffing a large cloud of dark smoke, the huge charizard eyed the supplystructures in hunger as even more raiders surrounded the area in a half-ring of hostile forces. It snorted questioningly to its master in a rough, nasal tone. "No," the tall, bald woman answered with a slight chuckle. "The supplies we were raiding for in the first place would be destroyed." She looked over to one of the other raiders. "You! Use your tauros to break the walls down. Then we'll have some fun." She chuckled deep in her throat as her sub-ordinate directed his bull pokemon to charge through. A sudden, wet, splattering sound sounded from behind them. Turninginstantly, they discovered a dead, bleeding scyther still slidingtoward them along the dirt ground from the momentum of being thrown, itsblood acting as lubricant. Shockingly mutilated, somehow both ofits own sharp, blade-like arms had been twisted around to fatally impaleitself while its serpent-like head hung from its neck by a thin string ofred tendon, almost decapitated. The mangled, green corpse gradually cameto a stop before their feet. For a short moment there was silence. Then pandemonium broke out over the raiders as all began shouting atonce. "What the hell happened to it? someone cried out in horror. From behind a burning building, a tall figure wrapped in a long, blackhooded cloak abruptly stepped out into sight. The cloak was flappingsinuously, slightly open in the hot wind, revealing a man's lean butmuscular body, shrouded in darkness. His face was concealed in thedeep shadows of the hooded cowl, leaving only bright, golden-brown eyesvisible. They seemed to glow in the dark - two points of flaring yellowlight. Which narrowed threateningly. That silenced the raiders. A second later, the bald, woman raider steppedforward, her black eyes angry. "Arrogant bastard, isn't he? Think you'rea Pokemon Master with that cloak?" she mocked. "Surround him!" The hugecharizard, tauros, pinsirs, and their trainers walked around to slowlyencircle the cloaked stranger. The frightened towns-people scatteredabout the area watched in terrified silence, thoughts of escapeforgotten. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" the woman raider askedscornfully. "Before you are roasted alive?" Her charizard snorted inanticipation, leaving rings of smoke to shine in the moonlight beforethey dissipated into the darkness. The black-cloaked figure snapped his fingers. A tiny, shadowy form leapedout of the small, brown backpack he wore to land by his feet. "Pikachu... I choose you." The voice was soft but deep - the order barely carrying to them so it could be heard. There was a dangerous quality to it that sent a feeling of apprehension down the raiders' necks. Then they looked down at the cloaked stranger's pokemon. Next to its tallmaster it looked contrastingly small as it crouched, its head barelyreaching the man's shin. It seemed to be an ordinary pikachu, an electricmouse with pointed ears and a long tail the shape of a lightning bolt.Except this one's colour was not a bright yellow with orange stripes, buta full-bodied, matt black. If it weren't for its round eyes glowing abright cobalt-blue and the light from the fires, it might have beenperfectly camouflaged in the dark night as it crouched on all fours,jagged tail in the air. She laughed out loud. "That's a weird pikachu, stranger, but Charizardwill still roast that puny thing into oblivion! Charizard, Flamethrower!" The huge, red winged-dragon rose up to its full height of twenty feet and inhaled sharply. A powerful wind arose, the air ruffling thestranger's cloak and causing the pointed ears of the black pikachu tosway back and forth. Then the charizard leaned forward and exploded a huge tongue of bright red flame towards the little black pokemon and its master. But suddenly the sound of electricity crackled in the night air and the fire was repelled by something. A shield of black electrical energy. Itsparked and hissed violently as it deflected the flame harmlessly to thesides before winking out. "Pikachu. Lightning Vortex." The little black pikachu nodded once. Abruptly, the crackle ofelectricity returned and a dark eerie glow surrounded the small, strangepokemon. The raiders stepped backwards, startled. They had never seen thelike of this attack before. A sharp wind began to kick up and rotate around the pikachu and itsmaster. Dust, leaves and debris from the destruction of the town'sbuildings began to stir and rise. Rocks and planks of wood lifted intothe air. The charizard began to slide forward despite its huge weight. It gruntedin confusion, then fear as it began to slide faster. It flapped its wingsto take off, but that was a mistake as it was only pulled into thepowerful winds that much faster. The raiders themselves began to getinhaled, as well as everything around them that wasn't securely attached to the ground. The tauros squealed as it scrabbled backward, hooves digging into the dirt. However the wind was becoming much too strong. "What the devil of an attack is this?" the charizard's trainer shouted inconfusion as she tried to claw herself through the air and back to theground. It was useless. The velocity of the pokemon-made tornado pickedup speed and soon the town was just a revolving blur to the raiders andtheir pokemon as they spun around wildly. Then the pikachu screamed, "PIKA!" and a ring of destructive lightningexploded from the centre of the vortex - from the pikachu itself. A flashof darkest energy was seen and the raiders and their pokemon knew nomore. <><><> The cloaked figure and the pikachu stood in silence. Around them, thering of raiders and their pokemon lay unconscious, if not dead, smoking,some even on fire. The charizard was definitely dead, its body ripped intwo distinct pieces, the severed ends, blackened and frayed. The smell of cooked meat and dissipated electricity hung heavily in the night air. "Good work, Pikachu." The little, black, electric mouse stood up on its hind legs. "Pii." Itjumped back into the backpack, its small head poking out the top. Several of the towns-people began to approach them wearily despite their instincts to just flee from a man who revealed himself as so dangerous. One of them, a white-haired, older man spoke first. "T-That was most impressive." He looked at the pikachu staring curiouslyat him from its perch on the stranger's backpack and shivered. How couldsuch a small pokemon be that powerful? He shook his head and regarded thecloaked stranger again. "B-But, who are you?" The stranger lifted his hand towards the hood covering his head andslowly removed it, settling it back behind his shoulders. It revealed a handsome, young man's face, who seemed to be in his early twenties, although his golden-brown eyes seemed older than their time. The night wind picked up again, blowing the smoke of the ruined villagein the background. It ruffled the stranger's longish, black hair, causingit to fall half across his face and obscure part of his vision. He blew the lock of hair out of his eyes with an upturned lip and a gustof breath. He answered them. "I am Ash." <><><> Warm, healing light from the morning sun bathed itself over the small,half-destroyed town. Despite this the air was still freezing cold,causing the villagers to shiver slightly as they worked hard at repairingtheir homes. The raiders had caused such extensive damage that it wouldbe some time before the town recovered if at all. But at times likethese, people could only try. The sound of hammers ringing on anvilsreverberated loudly in the still air and the sawing of wood echoed amongthe destroyed buildings. Ash sighed as he warmed one of his hands on the fire and sippedsome tea from a mug in the other. Leaning back on to the rough trunk of a tall tree, he combed the hair out of his eyes. Hard to believethis had once been Pallet Town. It had been so long. Now he knew no one.They were all strangers. He closed his eyes. He was a stranger. A giggle interrupted his internal monologue and he sighed again. Wouldthese kids ever leave him alone? He opened his eyes to observe the crowds of children, infants and teenagers alike as they scampered around hiscampsite at the edge of the raided town and the forest. "Does that cloak mean it's true you're a Pokemon Master?" "Why don't you have any more poke-balls?" "Silly, he's only got one pokemon." "How come you only have one pokemon?" "I've never heard of a Master with only one pokemon." "Mister, why is your pikachu a weird colour?" And the questions they asked. He couldn't believe he had been thisnoisy as a kid. He must have really been annoying. Pikachu, for his part, calmly munched on his apple as he stared into thecampfire. "Pika-pii..." Then a new voice spoke up. "I've heard about the one with the black, or'shadow' pikachu." It was a skeptical woman who had been observing them from afar for some time but only now had come closer. She was a pretty, blonde woman who most probably had turned the heads of many men. Ash ignored her, his whimsical mood darkening, and looked down tocontemplate the bubbles in his tea. "It is said that he was unbeatable and that he was once the top trainerin the Pokemon League." The kids hearing this, fell to silence. They began to look at himfearfully. Some even began to step backward. "Then one day he disappeared..." Ash put his mug down, picked up his long cloak and stood up. It was timefor him to leave. It was always time for him to leave. He looked up tofind that all of the children had made their escape. However, one of the teenagers was still there. "Mister, I don't believefor one instant you were one of the evil Pokemon League," she saidforcefully. It was the girl he had saved from last night. "No one who wasone of them could be as heroic and handsome as you are..." The blonde woman sucked in her breath. "You don't know who you're talking to..." Ash just began to roll up his sleeping bag impassively. "She is right.You do not know me." He clenched his black-gloved fist and stared at it,his thoughts a thousand miles away. "You do not know me at all." <><><> Seemingly permanently hidden behind its dense layer of grey clouds, the afternoon sun slowly slid across its downward trajectory along the sky.Although the wind was beginning to pick up speed, ruffling Ash's cloakand hood, the deserted ruins of the city were silent. Almost too silent.Not even the insects were chirping their songs, though overgrown foliagewas plentiful among the stones. Ash shrugged his black cloak around hisshoulders slightly, loosening it. There might be a battle soon. Someonewas following him. And it seemed ... like with hostile intent. "Chu..." Pikachu said sadly from atop Ash's left shoulder as he lookedaround at the debris that used to be Viridian City. Ash understoodPikachu's sadness. This place held memories for him too. It was the firstcity he had reached back in his training days. If not for Nurse Joy,Pikachu would not be here now, and most likely he would not be hereeither. Most likely, dead. He and Pikachu had stuck by each other throughthick and thin. Ash stared at the broken-down wall of one of the old buildings. In factthat was probably part of the Pokemon Centre which had saved Pikachu'slife. Now this city was nothing but a deserted forest of crumblingrubble. Even the air smelled dead. It was just like all the other majorcities that had been destroyed back in the Dark Pokemon Wars. A cloud ofdust was picked up by the wind and he held his hand over his nose andmouth as it passed. He could still feel the itch on the back of his neck. Whoever it was, wasstill following them. It kept a safe distance and didn't seem to beadvancing on them... Yet. Pikachu's ears pricked up. "Pika?" Ash turned to the little pokemon riding on his shoulder. "Yes, there'ssomeone following us, Pikachu. But they seem to be keeping back-" "PIKA!" The crumbling, stone wall they had been walking parallel to abruptlyexploded with a hail of sharp rocks. Shrapnel and rubble showered overthem in a spiked, painful rain as a massive object crashed through with arumble the sound of thunder. "What?" Ash grunted, as he quickly threw Pikachu away to safety, just intime, before he was smashed back painfully, to roll sideways along thegravel of the old road. After rolling away at what he thought asufficient distance, he swung to his feet, jumped and back-flipped awayto land on top of the opposite wall. He threw the hood of his cloak backand brushed his hand across his temple. He felt the slight stickiness ofblood. "Pikachu! To me!" His small companion leaped to land on his left shoulderonce again. Then he turned to the scene of the attack with narrowed eyes. Dust was floating around everywhere. It was hard to even make out thewall they had been walking next to. He raised his hand to shelter hisface as he quickly searched. He had not even sensed this threat. Which meant the attacker was one of *them*. Finally the dust settled. There was a gaping trench in the wall and nextto it lay a huge, brown boulder about a dozen feet across. Then with aloud creaking of stone, thick, grey limbs began to sprout from themassive rock. Large claws as sharp as daggers extended from thenewly-made appendages and a snake-like head grew from the centre of whatwould be its torso. The eyes on the rocky, serpent head, suddenlyswivelled open. They were an angry red - the colour of blood. "TRAITOR," the head hissed. "Golemdor," Ash acknowledged, turning his body slightly sideways in alertpreparation. He knew this day would have come eventually. "IT WAS YOU WHO INTERFERED WITH THE RAID ON THE PALLET SETTLEMENT YESTERDAY. YOU HAVE BEEN A LOOSE CANNON TOO LONG, ASHURA. TODAY IT ENDS.YOU SHALL FINALLY PAY FOR YOUR TREACHERY." "I think not." The red serpentine eyes swivelled to Pikachu who was sitting on Ash'sshoulder. "I SEE YOU ARE STILL TRAVELLING WITH THE LITTLE ONE." Itfocused on Pikachu completely. "YOU COULD HAVE HAD POWER LIKE THE RESTOF US. WHY DO YOU TRAVEL WITH THE ASSASSIN?" "Pika-pikachu!" Pikachu chattered angrily from atop his shoulder. Ash narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name the golem had called him. "YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO POKEMON-KIND!" the golem roared in response towhatever Pikachu had said. "EARTHQUAKE!" It lifted a huge stone fist andpounded the ground. The earth shook wildly as a large, jagged crackrapidly approached the wall he was standing on. Ash leaped high into theair, tossing Pikachu to the side just before the quake reached it andreduced the stone wall to dust. As he landed softly upon the ground on one knee, one hand clutching aloose fold of his cloak steady, the massive, boulder-like golem againpounded the earth in its Earthquake attack, this time using both of itsfists. Ash was hard-pressed to avoid the cracks of destruction headinghis way as he turned a backward somersault then sprinted rapidly acrossthe ruins, leaping away from bursts that had gotten too close. He barelydodged the wildly-shaking earth attacks that shredded the ground behindand below him like a rapid jack-hammer. Then he exhaled in pain as a piece of rock shaped like a daggerflew up and embedded itself into his leg. He landed painfully and slid along on his chest, the gravel digging into the palms of his hands. "Chu!" Pikachu shouted in alarm, leaping to distract the huge golem. Black lightning began to spark from his cheeks. "Pika pi!" The golem grunted as it stopped its Earthquake attack. "DIE," itrasped as the huge animalistic boulder began to charge the small pokemon.The ground rumbled from its immense weight. Ash looked up in apprehension. "Pikachu!" "PIKA!" Pikachu cried, body crackling violently as it sent a powerfulblack thunderbolt toward the oncoming golem. However, despite the extremestrength of the dark electric attack, it dissipated harmlessly over therock pokemon's stony-hard body. The huge, limbed boulder continuedforward in its mad charge. "No!" Ash called out desperately. Exhaling a breath in pain, he rippedout the piece of stone shrapnel from his leg, then leaped forward,knocking Pikachu out of the way. The golem careened past and screamed infrustration at missing its intended target. After skidding to a stop, itlooked at Ash lying on the ground nearby with a malevolent gleam in its blood-red eyes. It grabbed him with one of its huge, rock-like fists and pain exploded in his torso as its tight grip began to squeeze the life out of him. "NOW YOU DIE," the golem chuckled. It opened its palm slightly to allow access to the front of Ash's body and then, snorting in rough laughter, gave him two massive punches into his chest with its free arm before tossing him away like a broken toy. Ash uncontrollably flipped in midairthen crashed on the hard ground with a muted thump on his back andcontinued to slide painfully away. His cloak ripped in several places asthe rocky and jagged ground's friction took its toll, before a largepiece of stony rubble stopped his momentum with a crunching sound. Feeling like his chest had caved in and died, Ash coughed and spat out amixture of blood and saliva as he lay on the ground and rolled over.Slowly, he got up on his hands and knees, shaking furiously. "Now you'vegotten me angry, Golemdor. And you'll see just why they called me theAssassin." His voice was low and calm. His voice was death. The golem looked at him in confusion. It had expected the human to belifeless. Dead. Granted, this one had once been a Pokemon Master in thePokemon League, but at the heart of things, he was still a puny human. It had given enough blows into its chest to shatter concrete, let alonebone. "HOW CAN YOU STILL BE ALIVE?" "That's a question you'll soon be asking yourself,' Ash growled, beforeflipping to his feet and streaking forward so fast that his form blurred into a live shadow. The golem tried to dodge, but it was much to slow to avoid the massive step-roundhouse kick aimed at its legs, then another and another. Dust rose as with each hit, the golem was knocked backward. But the golem seemed unperturbed. "FOOL! YOU CANNOT HOPE TO DAMAGE ME,"it taunted as each hit seemed to fail to affect it. But it began to feelapprehension at the furious attack the human displayed. After all, backin the Dark Pokemon Wars, this one had gained a reputation... Ash paused in his rapid attack, standing on one heel, before seeming tomake the very light bend around his fore-knuckle fist as he struckforward with a single massive blow, scoring directly across both thick,rocky legs. Then he leaped backward, high in the air, before flipping around with a one and a half twist and landing lightly on an intact section of the wall. The sound of his boots striking the stone was non-existent. "You were already dead from the first hit," he stated calmly, as thefolds of his cloak settled around him. Too calmly, the golem suddenly worried. Time seemed to stand still. "WHATHAVE YOU DONE - NOOO!" Its legs abruptly gave way from underneath it asthey crumbled into dust like the fine sand of an hourglass. The torso ofthe boulder-like pokemon cracked at the loss of its support and toppledover to land on its back. "IMPOSSIBLE! THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE! I AMINDESTRUCTIBLE!" It tried to lift itself up by the use of its remainingarms, but lost balance and fell over again. Ash held his right arm out horizontally and Pikachu landed on it."We shall see." He threw Pikachu high into the air. "Finish it! ThunderShatter!" Midair, the little pikachu rolled into ball and began to emit a darklight. "FOOLS! I AM IMPERVIOUS TO ELECTRICAL ATTACKS." "PIKA!" The air around the pikachu suddenly roared with thunder and beganto spark black lightning as it descended towards the golem. "WHA-WHAT IS THIS?" it shouted in alarm as the small pokemon collidedinto its chest with a spray of stone shrapnel and shot into its body likea bullet through flesh. When the pikachu had fully entered its rockytorso, the golem started to vibrate madly, pebbles and rocks falling awayfrom its skin. "WHA-WHAT MA-MANNER O-OF A-ATTACK I-IS T-THI-" It didn't get to finish its question. The golem's body turned black andits body began to invert into itself as if it were trying to implode.Then the rumble of thunderclaps and flashes of black lightning explodedfrom within it and instead the golem was ripped apart into countless tinypieces of rock and dust. When the thunder stopped cracking, all that was left in the centre of theexplosion was the little black pikachu. A ring of grey and brown dust androck lay piled around in a circle. The golem's snake-like head rested adozen feet away, before it too crumbled, like wet sand, into a fine darkpowder. "Pikachu... Return." The small electric mouse leaped back onto Ash'sbackpack. There was the sound of clapping. Ash quickly turned around from his position standing on the wall to see a person dressed and hooded in a long Master's cloak like his, save it was blue. A deep blue of the ocean.He or she was leaning on one of the toppled walls of a destroyed buildinglazily applauding him with their hands. He studied the slender figuremore closely. She. "Only a true Pokemon Master could defeat one of the eight Master Pokemonsof the Pokemon League." That voice. His eyes narrowed even as something he had thought longforgotten began to arise within his chest. No, it couldn't be. "And whoare you to make such observations?" he asked softly. Not answering him, the blue-cloaked figure slowly began to approach, aqua eyes beginning to become visible within the depths of her shadowy hood.Suddenly she leaped up to join him on the wall so abruptly that he wascompletely unprepared for what she did next. She kissed him. But it was not a loving kiss, nor even one of liking. It was a hard kiss,the type that punished. He broke away from her, feeling the slight, coppery taste of his own blood upon his tongue and maybe some of hers, and stood still. He gave no outward reaction. The aqua eyes studied him for a while with an emotion he couldn't identify. Finally she answered him. "You know who I am." The hood was pushed back to reveal glorious long red hair to float behind a hauntingly beautiful face. And then the hurt was fully remembered, unbidden, before it changed. Tohatred. It welled up in his chest, so powerful it seemed to consume hissoul. Abruptly it was replaced by emptiness. He had thought he wouldnever see her again. His voice when it came was a dead tone. "Hello, Misty." Her eyes, framed by long dark lashes, flashed as cold as an iceberg."Mistaria," she corrected. "And I see you haven't forgotten me." *** End of Part 1

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2005-09-24T09:54:00.000+08:00

The Adventures Of Edgar Castillo
The Pokemon Trainer
Part 1:
The Beginning

By Edgar Castillo

In beginning of adventure, there was a boy who dreamed to be a Pokemon Master. He was 9 1/2 years old, he lived in Littleroot Town. A very small town but with a Pokemon Professor named Birch. He studied Pokemon by going to the wild. He has 3 Pokemon to give out this year, Treeko, Mudkip, and Torchic. I chose my favorite, Mudkip. He's kinda adorable and really strong. And I have a rival, his name is Brendon. ( The boy who is in Ruby, Sapphire, and Emerald. ) He wanted a Mudkip but I asked for it, so He was angry. He just toke my weakness, Treeko! Then as I almost left on my journey, my rival stepped up and asked for a match, then I started the match.
We started our first Pokemon battle, " Go Mudkip! " I said. " I choose you my fast Treeko! " he said. " Mudkip! "
" Trrrreeko! " The two Pokemon were in their fighting positions. " Treeko! Slam! " Treeko ran onto Mudkip and hitted
Mudkip with his tail! " Mudkiiiiiiiiiiiiip!!! " Mudkip cried with help. " Mudkip! I'm so sorry! Are you O.K? "
" Muuuudkiiiip...." " Please Mudkip, stand up! " " Treeko! Razor Leaf! " " Treeeeeeeeko!!!!!!! " Treeko use a sharp Razor Leaf. Mudkip opened his eyes with anger and dodges the attack. Then while Mudkip was in the air, he throwed a pumping Water Gun. " Mudkiiiiiiiiiiip!!!!!! " " Treeko dodge it! "
" Tree! " Treeko climbed up a tree. " Treeko! Use a forcive Tackle from the tree! " Treeko dashed down really quick.
" Hurry Mudkip! Use Water Gun! " " Mudkip, kip, kip, kip!! "
The Water Gun stopped Treeko from using the attack and pushed Treeko to the tree. " Treeeeee....ko....." Then Treeko was defeated. " Yeah! We did it Mudkip! " " Mudkip! Mudkip! Mudkiiiiip!!!!!!!! " Mudkip jumped happily into my hands.
" Now return Mudkip! " Mudkip returned into the PokeBall.
" This isn't over Edgar! I will defeat you in the Pokemon League! Return Treeko! " Treeko returned into the PokeBall too. Brendon returned into the lab to healed his Treeko. I said bye to my parents, and they gave me a PokeNav to call them when I register into the Pokemon League. I started my journey.
While there I met some friends called May & Brock. They were nice, and friendly. Brock is really great cooker. And when I got Petalburg City, I battled a Gym Leader named Norman. He uses Normal types mostly. My Mudkip couldn't stop his Vigoroth and I didn't win. So I went on, in the Petalburg Woods I found this amusing Tailow,and I'm gonna catch it!
" OK Tailow! I'm gonna catch you! Go Mudkip! " I said and Mudkip came out with excitment. " Mud! Kiiiip!!!! " " Ok Mudkip, use Water Gun! " " Muuuuuud......kiiiiiiiip!!!!!!!!! " Mudkip throwed a Water Gun with a very high power. Tailow concetrated with fury. Then when the time is right Tailow flyed up, then swooped down very quickly and attacked Mudkip harshly with a Fly attack. " Tailow! Tailow! Tai! " " Uoh! That was a powerful attack, better use Water Gun again, but not for an attack, I better wait when the time is right! And when it's time I will catch that Tailow! "

TO BE CONTINUED...........

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Part 1 - Returns

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