could wait no longer! It was half an hour before he was supposed to begin his
journey as a Pokemon Trainer. He flipped the covers off him, took a shower,
groomed himself, got dressed, and sat on his bed thinking hard. What Pokemon should I get? Daniel has a
Cyndaquil from Johto and a Mudkip from here. He’s so lucky to have traveled to
Johto and caught a Pokemon! So…I’ll get a Torchic! After all, I wanna get a
It was decided. Ace surfed on his computer after turning off his
alarm. While on the computer, which he caught in a pokeball to keep safe and
ingraved “C” on, he found that he had an e-mail from Daniel. It read “I will be
over at your house around six o’clock! Which starter are you getting? Bye Ace!”
wrote back as he packed. Daniel, I will
be ready when you come. I’m getting myself a Torchic. Cool huh? See you when
Ace packed six potions he had bought and saw he got a reply. It
said “I’ll be over soon. And also, Claire caught an Eevee. You know that Kanto
pen-pal of mine right? Well, Claire is gonna come visit tomorrow. Bye…”
Ace watched Prof
Birch’s channel while packing last minute items, sighed when nothing he saw was
new to him, and sat, bored stiff, paying attention nonetheless. Finally it was
5:45. He turned off the tv, stuffed his alarm clock in a bag, and carried his
duffel bag downstairs. He found his mom and Dad waiting for him quietly.
“Hello son,” said
his father, who was a pretty good trainer himself. His mom was a breeder. Her
only Pokemon were Vulpix, Rapidash, and Delcatty. She made money by selling
Skitty babies to trainers at a kennel she had her husband build for her. Ace
had no clue why they were waiting for him, so he asked. His mother said, “We
have a gift for you Ace.”
Ace’s dad picked up a box from a table nearby and handed it to
him. “Open it, said his dad, grinning. Ace curiously lifted the top, and saw a
pale pink, medium sized egg inside, sparkling. He smiled and hugged them both.
“What is it?” Ace asked.
“You have to find out on your own,” said his father.
Ace groaned. “Thanks anyways.” He told his parents he’d eat on the
way to Prof Birch, and head for the door. He locked it and left, to find Daniel
walking up to his house. “Hey pal,” he exclaimed. They shook hands and talked
as they headed for Prof Birch’s lab. Ace paid for a meal from a fast food place
and ate as they walked.
After much walking and talking, the figure of Birch’s lab became recognizable.
When they entered, the two friends saw Tory (Ace’s rival at Pokemon school)
getting his Pokemon and his equipment.
He received his pokeballs and pokedex and turned to them. “What
are you dweebs doin’ here?” he teased. Tory instantly smirked and enlarged his
“We aren’t dweebs,” Ace replied.
Daniel stepped forward. “Battle me NOW Tory,” he ordered.
“Sure,” sneered Tory. “You’ll be easily done away with.”
“I wouldn’t have said that if I were you Tory. Fortunately I’m
not. Let’s fight.”
“Whatever. Go Treecko!” A green creature cried “Treecko treecko,”
as it was released.
“Beat that Pokemon Cyndaquil,” said Daniel, and threw a pokeball
forward. Out came a tough-looking Cyndaquil. “Quick attack now,” said Daniel
patiently. Cyndaquil became alert, and in the blink of an eye slammed into
“Darn it,” said Tory. “Pound attack.”
Treecko jumped over Cyndaquil and came down with it’s tail. Daniel
ordered Cyndaquil to use ember, which scorched Treecko’s tail and made it slam
into the ceiling.
“Now headbutt Treecko,” yelled Tory.
Treecko landed swiftly on the floor, and charged at Cyndaquil,
knocking it over. Cyndaquil flipped onto its feet and, without command, shot an
ember at Treecko, and the hurt green creature was knocked into the wall, defeated.
Tory returned Treecko, dropped a wad of cash, and wordlessly ran
out of the lab. Daniel and Ace looked back at the glass door and saw Tory
disappear into the forest.
“Tory wait,” called Prof. Birch, but the boy was already gone.
Daniel picked up the cash and stashed it away, heading for the door.
Ace inquired, “Where are you headed?”
Daniel said, “You can find me at the patch of grass over there,”
and he pointed north of the lab. “Mudkip needs training.”
Ace nodded. “Go ahead.”
Prof. Birch saw Ace pick up Torchic’s pokeball as Daniel left. He
handed Ace his pokedex and asked him, “You want that Torchic?”
“Yes sir,” he responded. “Does it know peck?”
Birch nodded his head.
“Ooh! Excellent. I can beat bug types.”
Prof. Birch nodded approvingly. “You seem to know your types.”
“Yes I do sir. I’ve been preparing forever for this day.”
“Great. I’ve got something for you. Look!”
Birch opened a box and inside of it were TM’s.
He told Ace, “I have just started to hand these out to all the
starter trainers. Take only one.”
Ace hesitated before he grabbed an orange single CD holder. “Thank
you, you’re done,” said Birch.
“No, thank you mister
Birch,” exclaimed Ace happily. He ran for the door. He waved to Birch as he opened
it, and he hurriedly ran over to the grass, where Cyndaquil was battling a
Shroomish that belonged to a short boy.
The boy ordered, “Headbutt and poisonpowder now!”
Shroomish knocked Cyndaquil down and sprayed it with purple dust,
causing it to stagger.
“Oh no,” said Daniel. “Quick attack and ember.”
The boy grunted and he said, “Growl Shroomish.”
Shroomish growled, and was hit up into the air during its noise,
and quickly slammed down onto the ground by a burning sphere. Shroomish
grimaced, and finally gave up trying to stand.
The boy returned his Shroomish and paid Daniel. They shook hands
and then the boy ran off on a path through the forest.
“Hey Daniel,” said Ace. “Very nice battle.”
“Thanks Ace,” Daniel responded.
Ace quickly released Torchic, who began to play with Cyndaquil
happily. Ace gave Torchic and Cyndaquil some pokechow he had brought along.
“Eat up,” he said, smiling. Cyndaquil was cured of it’s burn by
Daniel and Ace talked until their Pokemon were done eating. As
soon as they were done, the two friends headed on to Odale, with their Pokemon
After covering a fair amount of distance, they were attacked by a
Tailow. Daniel stepped back in surprise.
“Whoa,” said Ace. “A flying type.”
Both boys yelled, “EMBER!” Cyndaquil and Torchic both fired orbs
of fire, which, with Tailow’s excellent control over it’s flight, missed and
burned a tree. Angry, Tailow swooped in with…Aerial Ace, thought Ace jocularly, noticing the play on his name,
but bringing other thoughts into his mind. A TM move? Wait! This Pokemon had
been released by a trainer!
He knew that, having been trained, this Tailow wouldn’t be an
easily beat opponent. He really liked that. Ace quickly formulated a plan, and
reached down beside him…