POKEMON: RETRIBUTION(Pokemon Watty Awards 2014)

CHAPTER 2:

Misty walked quietly out of the dome shaped gym, Azurill snug tightly in her arms.

"We've got a really long walk, Azurill. Professor Oaks lab is all the way in Pallet town."

Misty hated the walk, taking note on how her feet were going to hurt after the trip; she decided she would at lest spend the night.

After thousands of thoughts, and mumbles of silent complaints about the weather, Misty finally made it.

She stood at the foot of a stone stairway outside, leading up to a windmill encased building.

Lushes bushes and grass fell on either side. From behind her, misty could feel azurill's tale swishing back and forth, it was apparently happy to be seeing it's mother.

With a breathless gasp, she walk up the stairs.

Misty, halfway up the stairs noticed a couple of pidgeot flying in unison above her head. She quickly, but firmly knocked on the door. After about ten seconds the door burst open, revealing professor Oak. Misty noticed that wise complexion that always stung his face.

His Gray hair was tidy and clean. He wore his usual lab coat and khakis.

" Hello misty, hi azurill. how are you?"

" Azurill- azu!"

Azurill said excitingly. Professor oak smiled with glee. " Hi professor,"

Misty says, shifting uncomfortably on her heel's. "I really need to talk to you and Tracey. His he here by any chance?"

" Ahh. Tracey, yes he's here. Just down in the laboratory getting the starter pokemon ready, were expecting a trainer ."

misty hopes soon crumbled like a cookie being crushed by hand. How could she not have expected this...? "Oh, well ill just stop by at a latter time..."

Professor Oak looked stunningly dumfounded at misty. " Why misty? your a friend, come on in!" Misty smiled, maybe her dream's would finally come true.

She only wished she would've not waited this long. She found her self following Professor oak, through the lobby, towards the laboratory. It was there, in a room full of machines misty would have no idea to operate stood Tracey, working quietly with his Maril at his side.

Azurill, in one stride jumped out of Misty's arm's and onto its mother, as they done so so many time's. Misty clutched her pack to fill the void.

Misty watched as Azurill and Marill played gleefully, " Tracey, do you have a minute?"

Surprised by the sudden appearance of misty; he fell to the floor, right off his seat. "Oh, hi misty, if its all right with the professor...."

Right on cue "Sure, I believe misty would like to talk with both of us, I am sure ."

Misty paced the floor, quickly grabbing Azurill into her arm's."Right..." Together the three of them walked up the stairs toward the lobby.

To misty it seemed like a regular living room. To her left a glass window, to her right, books on shelf's with a computer in the middle.

Misty and Tracey sat on the couch, beyond her, about a foot,stood a table with pokemon fashion magazine, with a pokemon misty never seen before.

"Buneary" Professor Oak provided, noticing Misty's blank stare at the tabloid.

" I've never seen that pokemon before..."

Misty supplies.

Professor oak sat at the couch beyond the table, facing Misty and Tracey. " yes, I would expect so misty. You see, this is a pokemon native to the Sinnoh region."