Pokémon Red-Blue: Joshua Part Two

Voltareon2012 · June 10

Here's the next part of Joshua's story ~

The route bustled with patches of tall grass full of pokèmon. I pulled out the pokèdex and scanned some of the pokèmon.

Pidgey, the Tiny Bird pokèmon.

Caterpie, the Worm pokèmon.

Weedle, the Hairy Bug pokèmon.

I knew I wasn’t just magically a legend because I’d beat Drake, or because I wore Red’s jacket. But I felt more confident.

I threw an empty pokèball at a Pidgey, but I missed. Pidgey took notice and attacked. I threw Charmander’s pokèball, but Pidgey simply kicked sand in our faces and took off.

I watched as the Flying pokèmon flew away.

Next I threw one toward a Caterpie. It (embarrassingly) hit the ground in front of him. But then the Caterpie sniffed the button of the pokèball, accidently pressing it. He got sucked inside with a wide-eyed look and the ball popped shut. Then it shook a few times and click!

I picked it up, surprised. My pokèdex updated: 4 different pokèmon caught, 6 seen. I pulled out another empty pokèball and tried a Weedle. It scored a direct hit, and Weedle was caught. Then a Pidgey, a Spearow, a Bellsprout. By the end of the route, my pokèdex was: 8 pokèmon caught, 8 pokèmon seen. I sent most of them to the Professor via the pokèmon box, but I decided to keep Caterpie. As soon as I’d let him out of the pokèball, he’d started crawling up my leg.

And so I’d gathered the newest member of my team.
Ahead was the Viridian Forest. I walked into the forest, then seen all the Pokémon. Pidgey flew about. I noticed a group of Kakuna hanging together, waiting for evolution. Metapod scooched along the ground. Even a Fearow flew overhead. Ratata stuffed its face with berries, then brought some back to its home. I looked up and watched a flock of Spearow.

When I looked down, there was a short kid with a sunhat and a bug catching net.

I caught his eye, and the second I did, he yelled at me, “Alright! I challenge you to a battle!”

I blinked. “What?”

He said, simply, “When Trainers’ eyes meet, you can challenge each other to a battle! It’d be bad manners to back down!” He pointed right at me. “One on one! Don’t hold back… uh, whoever you are!” He threw a pokéball to the ground, and a Weedle popped out. I grabbed Charmander’s pokéball, but Caterpie burst out of his first.

The kid whooped. “Yes! Bug-Type versus Bug-Type! Weedle, Poison Sting!” Weedle jabbed Caterpie with its horn.

I called, “O-kay then, Caterpie, String Shot!” Caterpie blasted string at Weedle, wrapping around him. The kid whooped. His energy was infectious.

“C’mon, Weedle, Bug Bite!” Weedle tried to bite Caterpie, but Caterpie dodged.

“Tackle, Caterpie!” Caterpie threw himself at Weedle. The kid gasped. This might’ve only been some low powered bug types in a fun battle, but he treated it like he was up against the Elite Four. “Weedle, Poison Sting again!” Weedle attacked, jabbing Caterpie with a horn.

“Caterpie, Bug Bite!” Caterpie scored his hit, and Weedle fainted.

The boy gasped. “NO! WEEDLE!” He sighed. “Hurrgh… fine, you win.” I smiled.

“You did a good job, though,” I said, returning Caterpie.

The boy introduced himself as Jake. “By the way, there’s going to be a lot of other people here, looking for a good battle. But you seem strong enough to take them all on, honestly.” I smiled at the compliment. Usually, everyone told me I couldn’t take anyone on.

Now, here I was, apparently strong enough to take on Viridian Forest solo. I went down the path, confident in my skills enough now. Self-respect.