My Johto Journey

Chapter Two

Cyndaquil's POV

Today I met my trainer. My first impression of him was a bit disappointing. I was expecting someone more eager to begin our journey. Someone confident and strong. Instead my trainer was cowardly and weak. Just watching him interact with Professor Elm was embarrassing. I've known the Pokémon professor half my short life and even I can tell he was the least threatening man in this region. But knowing I had no other choice but to follow him if I wanted to begin my path to become strong.

After we left the lab. We arrived at his home and met his mother. She was very kind and her food was very tasty. Almost made me want to not leave. After we finished our meal my trainer and I began to head out but not before Izzy's mom made me promise to protect her son. I guess I had no choice but to agree that I would watch over him.

It wasn't long before we ran into our first Pokémon battle. While we were just about to leave the town. Now he was a trainer I wouldn't mind having. Unfortunately I already made a promise to protect my trainer and I wasn't about to break my word.

When our opponent released his Pokémon. I just knew it was an opponent worthy of my first battle even if it was a slowpoke. Before I even had time to release my flames the slowpoke tackled me hard to the ground. Just as I got up and was about to attack back. My trainer did something utterly pathetic. He was about to throw our battle away just because I got a little bit hurt. I was truly furious at him but luckily me and our opponent were able to talk some sense into him. He even gained a bit of confidence in him to give me some directions. Not that it helped as my attack did little to damage that slowpoke. After that I received a critical hit and the battle was over. Not going to lie, this loss hurt my pride. Couldn't even blame my trainer as even without his help I would still lose. Guess my trainer wasn't the only one that was pathetic.

When I regained consciousness and was healed imagine my surprise that it was my own trainer to give me a pep talk even taking the blame for our defeat. We both made a promise that day that we would get stronger together.

3rd person's POV

As the two set off on the journey to Mr. Pokémon's house. The black-haired boy and his partner were now outside the town of New Bark and on route 29. As they walked on the dirt road, it wasn't long for the nose of the fire mouse smelled a different scent on a shrub outside the road. Without warning or the command of its trainer. Cyndaquil rushed out and dived into the shrub.

"Wait Cyndaquil!" The boy cried out. It wasn't long before the reason why his Pokémon ran showed itself in the form of a Rattata. A small purple rat was thrown out of the shrub with his Pokémon. One look was all he needed to realize that Cyndaquil just wanted to fight the rat.

"Quill!" Cyndaquil roared with his flames gushing out.

"Rat ta." The rat weakly said hurt and bruised not expecting a fight. But it soon got it wits together and charged with a tackle.

"Dodge it and tackle!" Izzy said without a second thought.

"Cyn" The fire mouse agreed and followed. With a second tackle it hit the small rat knocking it out. "Cynda!" With joy at winning his second battle the fire mouse cheered. He turned around to celebrate with his trainer but noticed his trainer was gone. He soon got a bit worried at where his trainer was until he heard someone kneel next to the defeated Pokémon with a potion on his hand.

"Good job Cyndaquil." Izzy says using the potion on the defeated Pokémon.

"Quil?" The Pokémon questions why he's healing it.

"I just felt bad at leaving the poor little guy full of injuries. I mean it was just going about its day then we came and suddenly attacked it. It wouldn't feel right leaving him like that." The twelve year old says showing a side of him that wasn't his usual cowardness.