"Flying type Pokemon are so unpredictable," June brought up. "I mean, there are no pure Flying type Pokemon. They are all also another type, too! That makes them really interesting. They can use a nice variety of attacks."
"That's true," I said, thinking about what she said. "This battle should be different, then. I can't just think I'll win with a type advantage."
"Have any strategies or ideas?"
"Not really. I think using Charizard would be good, so her Pokemon can't just fly away from our attacks. We can at least give chase."
"That's a good plan! I can't wait to get there!"
"My seventh Badge is right around the corner," I said eagerly.
It wasn't very cold today, but there was just enough of a chill for me to swap out the brand new heavy coat I had bought to replace my old one I had thrown out after Cloud City, for my favorite black jacket with the image of Mewtwo sewn on the right breast.
June wore a long sleeved, red t-shirt, matching her hair, tight blue jeans, and a pair of white sneakers.
The temperature was getting warmer these days, spring feeling like it had truly arrived. The sky was gloomy, seeming to show signs of rain. We walked through the rocky road, trees lining our path, a long moment of silence between us.
I smiled slightly, enjoying the sounds of only nature and our footsteps, grateful just to be outside to appreciate all of this, and inhaled quietly but deeply. Feelings of regret soon swelled into my chest, and I exhaled more solemnly but still silently, remembering that not everyone was exactly enjoying this adventure.
Not all of us were even on it anymore...
A cave at the foot of a mountain grabbed my attention, taking me from my downhill thoughts.
The two of us stared at it from a distance.
I turned to June.
June turned to me.
I could tell by the look of uncertainty on her face that she was thinking the same thing as I was. After what we went through with Hypno not long ago, we weren't too keen on entering any caves. My body was still sore from getting attacked by those kids. I cleared my throat. "Come on. Azure City is waiting for me. There lies a Badge with my name on it."
June nodded. She dug through her large bag and pulled out a Poke Ball. "Light the way, Pikachu!"
"Pikachu!" Pikachu closed his eyes, sending out a bright flash of light, glowing. He opened his eyes and led the way inside.
June and I followed him, staring around cautiously.
Immediately, I became uncomfortably hot and took off my jacket, slinging it over my shoulder.
June fanned herself. "Why is it so hot in here?"
"I dunno," I told her. "I can't believe this!" It was insane how heated this cave was! It didn't even seem natural!
"I can hardly take it!" she shouted in despair. "My goodness!" She rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, flapping it repeatedly to cool herself.
I looked away from her as she did this, furrowing my eyebrows. "Relax, will you?" I said impatiently, in no mood for her to be getting all excited and upset. But, honestly, it was like, a thousand times worse than the hottest days of summer in here! Trying to keep calm and not let the heat get to me, I changed my focus and grabbed Hoothoot's Poke Ball, ready just in case we encountered a Zubat. I hadn't caught one yet, but I'd encountered one every time I entered a cave so far. This time, I was catching one.
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A New Life Through The Eyes Of Kanto: An Autobiography
FanfictionGary, (no relation to Pokemon Professor, Gary Oak), 10 years old, is eager to become a Pokemon Trainer. He gets more than he bargained for before his journey even begins, and very long after, as it comes to light just how dangerous it is in a world...