I've been stuck here, since old red came off and gave me to Professor Oak because he said I'm not good enough. It's been two years since I have seen the outside world. I start doubting if I'll ever see it again. Especially in a Pokèball I hate Pokèballs so much.
People say that Pokèballs have a Pokèmon Resort inside them but it probably the most wrong thing people had said in a long time. It's just a black abyss with nothing to do but breath and wait.
The next day I hear Professor Oak saying something it was a garbled mess since I am under 3 ft of concrete and machinery.
All I heard was: Gary and Squirtle. I'm guessing he took Squirtles weakness, ha suck on that Squirtle, I hope you drown yourself. Not if you can since your a turtle but anyway, I'm still going to be stuck in here just until the one of the three other trainers figure out I'm here.
Hours Pass
It's nine thirty-eight on a Wednesday, there is one more trainer left and he's 3 1/2 hours late and I don't like it. I fall asleep. I wake up to a jolt of machinery pull up my Pokèball from the enclosure. I pray that he actually likes me. Or he says I'm too weird.
I pop out of the Pokèball in a blinding red light. I think that's why am many people on Earth are blind.
Here is Pikachu says Professor Oak, Honestly I hate being called Pikachu, even though that's all I can say because of the logic in Pokèmon, be like Digimon, Pokèmon. I open my eyes for the first time in forever. I see a face that will stick with me for my entire life. A 10 year old, I didn't know his name yet but he looked like a kid that did drugs for 1/2 of his life.
He picks me up and squeezes me. I think it's a insult type of thing that 10 year old does. I use my thunder shock move on him. I actually call it the jolt move that kill one-shot Pidgey's in route one.
He jumps, and falls to the ground in shock.
Professor Oak makes the worst pun of 1997 and I thunder shock him, this time even more harder than the 10 year old kid's 6 pack, (hopefully he doesn't have one though).
During my time here I haven't been able to understand anything but: here, is and, Pikachu.
I really should have had some English classes at my Jr. School in the Unova region 6 years ago.
For some god forsaken reason, I was the most popular Pokèmon for 3 whole years. I should've gotten a scholarship for that or something that's freaking amazing.
I get taken out of the laboratory and go outside. I see this hairy creature in front of me I think it's called Ashes Mom. I picked up his name because she chanted is over 9000 times.
Next thing you know Ash throws the Pokèball at me consistently for like 15 seconds who does that? Like seriously, I never knew people hates Pokèmon so much that they throw a rock hard ball at a Pokèmon especially me because I am a level 5 Pikachu that knows thunder shock. And I have no god damn reason why I am Level 5 after 2 3/4 years of being trained non-stopped for 15 hours a day 7 days a week. I guess it's just Pokèmon logic. Even at that I Must be the most powerful Pokèmon ever, I can almost kill a 10 year old without even trying. There is a exception though... he did drugs for 5 years.
Are you kidding me Ashes Mom? You gave him rubber gloves against me? That'll mean if I thunder shock the gloves it'll bounce back off of them onto you because, Pokèmon Logic.
And I have a question why do I have to be 2 or 3ft tall. When ever I walk past people instead of their face I'll see their underwear, why do I have to be this small. And why does this man have no eyes? I have so many questions to ask Red when I eventually find him again, and after that I'll kill him with thunder shock because he put me inside a Pokèball
for 2 years.
Right now I really doubt my existence on Planet Earth. If this Ash x Pikachu thing doesn't work out, I'm running back to the wild where I am meant to be.
I'm not meant to be here. At all.
