the Training Begins A Pokemon Fan Fiction By Michael G

he's not gone?

A few months later after the death of my best friend I thought it was time to carry on with my journey and mabye even meet new people.
So I carried on to route 7. I was walking in tall grass when a squirtle jumped out at me. "Yes I'll catch it frogadier come on out." I yelled.
Squirtle blasted a beam of water as hard as a rock and frogadier used it's sharp cut to slice right through it. "Use water pulse!" I yelled.
Frogadier jumped in mid air and blasted a blue beam of energy that struck squirtle. Frogadier had more experience so it did more damage.
The wild squirtle boasted at frogadier and tried to use it'd headbutt attack. Frogadier was about to dodge when it heard a voice that sounded like mark. I heard it too. Frogadier was winded by the headbutt so I called it back. I thought to myself "was that mark or am I just hearing things.
I thought it was nothing so I sent out raichu. Use thunder bolt!" I yelled. Raichu started glowing yellow and blasted lightning at the squirtle.
It was super effective. "Go pokeball" I yelled. I threw the pokeball and I caught the squirtle. I was so happy but I heard that voice again.
I turned around and he was in the bush. I ran as fast as I could to the bush but crying at the same time. There he was in the bush. "MARK
HOW IS THIS YOU I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" I yelled. "Yeah about that....."