A New Life Through The Eyes Of Kanto: An Autobiography

Where Sleeping Kids Lie

"Gary, are you okay?" Prof. Oak asked.

I nodded. "Yes. I'm okay."
"I got off the phone with your mother just the other day," Prof. Oak said sternly. "What has gotten into you these days? You're truly surprising me with what I've heard from your mother about the way you've been speaking to her. She was very upset and partially blamed me."

"You?" I said, surprised.

"Yes, well, I am a Pokemon Professor. You're on a journey, in part, because of me. She is getting very upset at your worsening attitude towards her and she is blaming me for giving you your first Pokemon, to begin with. Of course, she was the one who allowed you to go in the first place, and she is also mad at herself for ever allowing it, but she is quite livid with me."

"Prof. Oak, I'm so sorry. I spoke to her harshly because she supported Team Solace. I couldn't believe it!"

"I understand why you'd be so upset, Gary," Prof. Oak nodded. "Team Solace must be stopped by all means. I just hope the police can get to them before they cause any further pain."

"They've caused another attack, Professor," I told him. "In Cloud City, where I am. They removed the belts from a Machamp and Machoke and let them loose. The two Pokemon died, but only after wrecking a lot of buildings and some people died."

Prof. Oak's eyes closed and he lowered his head, sighing. He looked up at me after a while, sternly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, sir," I nodded. "And, sir, it's all thanks to Kiwi."

Prof. Oak's eyes nearly popped from his skull. "Did you say Kiwi???"

I nodded solemnly. "Yes. June and I met Kiwi. Her Haunter saved us against the Machoke and Machamp. She told us she's been in seclusion and hasn't wanted to speak to anybody after what occurred in Saffron City. And... She's changed. She's cold and still broken from having lost her Pidgeotto. She asked me to tell you to just give her a bit more time. She plans on calling you all real soon. She's just been suffering from a lot. She asks that you understand. She's okay, though."

Prof. Oak nodded. "I see. Did you mention Aly to her?"

"I did, Professor."

Prof. Oak stared at me seriously. "And how did she react?"

"She was..." My eyes lowered as I remembered the punch I received. "Pretty upset. She... ran from me, hurt. I don't know where she is or anything. This... all just happened last night."

"Hmm. I see." Prof. Oak didn't say much, closing his eyes, thinking. He opened his eyes. "I'll be sure to inform her mother of this."

"Right."

"So, you're no longer in Dark City?"

"No, sir. I defeated Cleopatra and Charmeleon evolved into Charizard," I replied quickly, grateful to get off of the depressing topic we were on.
"Really?" Prof. Oak said, surprised, his face softening. "Congratulations, Gary! You're doing well on your journey. I truly am proud of you, my boy." His face hardened again. "However, I still do not have too many Pokemon from you."

I gulped. "I'm sorry, sir. I'll try harder. I really am trying! Honest! I didn't think it'd be so difficult!"

"Well, try harder!" Prof. Oak said impatiently. "This is very important! The Pokemon you catch may be the exact same ones I have in my lab, but they may be different in some special way. We can discover new evolutions or information about them. All the Pokemon Professors of the world are counting on you!"

Way to build on the pressure, Professor, I thought. "I'll catch them all!" I declared.

"Good," Professor Oak said. "How's Porygon-Z and Ivysaur been?"