Just so you know, I have no idea if a Pokemon Center has a food court.
Harry was looking for the Pokemon Center food court when he heard a video-transporter that was beeping. He walked over and saw the words: TRANSMISSION CALL FOR HARRY THE POKEMON TRAINER FROM: PROFESSOR BIRCH. He answered the call and saw the Pokemon professor. "Hi there, professor!" Harry exclaimed. He was in fact very excited to see the professor. "Ah, Harry, I was wondering if you'd be here by now! So how's your journey coming along?" Harry cringed. He was afraid he would ask that. "Well, I'm at the Pokemon Center because I found a Pikachu and it wanted to come along with me..and.....well...I met this guy from a group of thugs and he challenged me to a battle and.." I see," the Pokemon professor said. "So that is how you ended to the Pokemon Center. Let me ask, did you catch the Pokemon?" He asked. "Um..no..." Harry muttered. "WHAT? AS SOON AS THE PIKACHU GETS OUT OF THAT ROOM, CAPTURE IT RIGHT AWAY!" He shouted. Harry never knew he could get that loud. He was quite scared of it. "O-okay!" Harry stuttered. Then he turned it off as fast as he could.
Well, he had found the Pokemon Center food court, that was the good thing. But the bad thing was he lost his bag, and the Pokedex was in it, and he wasn't able to identify any of the Pokemon there, except when somebody said to a man with blue hair, "My Snivy is the best! It can beat your Raichu immediately!" That really got the blue-haired man provoked. "Oh, do you want to play it that way? Well, I have a surprise for you. Go, Mightyana!" he said, and pulled out a different type of Pokeball then the ones that Professor Birch gave him. This one was blue, instead of red. When he called out his Pokemon, he threw the ball and out came a black-and-grey colored Pokemon. "W-what's wrong with its eyes?" The man said. And, indeed, the blue-haired man's pokemon's eyes were red. "Well, you noticed," The man said. "This Mightyana is different from its own kind. Team Aqua gave it to me, and when they did, they had said 'This pokemon is very high trained. Use it only in the case of an emergency.' But did I listen? NO! I wanted to see what it was made of. So, I took it out for a "Walk," when I defeated anybody in my way. I then vowed to only use it during Gym Battles and Elite Four Battles!" He said."Wait! Team Aqua?!?" Harry exclaimed. "You! What's your name?" "Sasuke." And vanished into thin air.
"SASUKE?!?!" Harry shouted. "That's an odd name. But wherever he is, I will defeat him!" Then he heard a beeping noise, and then the nurse saying on the loudspeaker, "Harry, your Pikachu is fully healed!"
When he got to the counter, he asked the nurse, "Did you hear that in the food court?" "Why, no, I didn't," Nurse Joy said. "But I did hear the name Sasuke. What happened?" Harry hesitated for a moment. Then he finally said, "Nothing, except I know that I will defeat him!" And from that point on, his goal was to defeat Sasuke.
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Pikachu and I: a Pokemon Fan-Fic
FanfictionThere was once a 12 year-old boy named Harry. Professor Birch seemed to think he was exceptoinal, so he gave him no Starter Pokemon, only Poke' Balls and a Pokedex. Along the way to the first town, he reached an area full of wild Pokemon, but only o...
