Pokemon Indigo League Stories Part 2

Fighting Fear With Fear

" Stay healthy and strong and you'll never go wrong!"

" Good one, Gary!" Ash complimented.

" Words to live by!" Dawn agreed.

Suddenly, an Aerodactyl flew overhead. They all looked up.

Gary squinted. " That's not the one from the lab."

Ash tilted his head, but before he could, there were voices.

" What do you mean I have to rest?!"

" Eveve!"

" Chika Chika!"

" Sprigatito!"

" My leg's not that bad! Least it's not broken!"

And out of the bushes came none other than the famous Wisty.

Except Chikarita and Sprigatito were using vine whip to steady her.

" Eveve!"

" Eve! I can hop around! Look, I'll show you!" Wisty hopped forward on one foot, and back.

" I can keep this up..... for a few minutes."

" Hey Wisty wat are you doing here?" Ash asked.

Wisty turned. " Oh hi Ash! Professor Oak sent me on a mission!"

Gary raised a brow. " And why are you staying off that foot?"

" The Pokemon insisted I did."

" Eevee!" Eevee barked sharply.

Wisty gave her a look. " Really Eve?"

" Does the Professor know your Pokemon wanted you to.... keep off your foot?" Brock asked.

" Nah. In fact I haven't called him for a few days so.... keep it secret will ya?"

Then, Houndour came and laid on the ground.

" You want to carry me?"

"houndour."

" I'm too he-"

Before Wisty could finish the dog had stood up walked back ran to Wisty and ran between her legs, carrying her on his back.

" Okay okay I get the idea Houndy I get it now just stop going in circles you're gonna make me diiiizy!"

Wisty steadied herself as her loyal Pokémon—Chikorita, Amura, Sprigatito, and Charmander—gave her a look that was less than amused.

“What?” she asked, tilting her head innocently.

Charmander crossed his little arms and pointed at Gary, then at her injured leg.

Wisty rolled her eyes. “Charmander, please!”

Sprigatito gave her leg a gentle nudge, looking up with big, concerned eyes.

Wisty sighed. “Okay, that’s not fair! But anyway, we have to go! Mission and all!”

Just then, her Clefairy popped out of its Pokéball, and it looked… intense. Its eyes were narrowed, arms crossed, and it was tapping one foot impatiently.

“Clefairy!” Wisty groaned. “Are you supposed to be my Pokémon or my mother? Or my brother? Because you’re starting to act like both!”

Ash gave her a look, crossing his arms. “Wisty, I’m literally right here, you know.”

She rolled her eyes playfully. “Yes, Ash, I know.”

Just then, her phone began to ring. The caller ID showed it was her mom. Wisty’s eyes went wide, and she quickly handed her phone to Chikorita. “Chikorita, take it, will ya? Tell her everything’s fine. In detail. Lots of detail.”