Bridging The Gap; The Final Records In Unova: An Autobiography

The Final Countdown

Excited Trainers walked by me discussing a variety of things from their upcoming Pokemon battles, to what kind of Pokemon they should bring, to the size of a girl's butt a few feet away from them.

Many different kinds of Pokemon, both familiar and new to me, accompanied a good number of these Trainers.

The building was lively and full of happy faces, cheerful attitudes, and determined goals.

And then, there was me and June, depressed and feeling incredibly stupid, unsure of what was next for us.

Yesterday, after finding out I had never registered for the Unova League, June had managed to drag me onto a bench, where, after about thirty minutes of dwelling on how I could be so forgetful and dumb, I passed out from lack of sleep. I awoke that evening and moped for the rest of the night. I didn't even feel like eating much, letting June go by herself to buy some food while I settled for the last apple I had in my bag. I fell asleep at some point that night, and now, with two more days left before the Interough Conference would take place, I was stuck feeling like the past several months had been for absolutely nothing. I sighed and lowered my eyes from the happy people around me.

June was quiet. There wasn't a thing she could say to make this situation any better, and she knew it.

I remembered when I had entered the Pokemon Center before reaching Accumula Town when June and I had been traveling with Trixa. I could have registered there. Or, even at the Pokemon Center in Accumula Town. But, no. What was I doing that I had forgotten to register? I wondered. I guess I was still a little shaken after all that happened in Pallet Town. And maybe Trixa and her nonsense were driving me too crazy to think straight. Now everything's ruined! I got to capture and raise a bunch of cool Pokemon, but now there's nothing to show for it! I dug into my jeans pocket for a moment, coming out with eight little objects in my hand. A heavy feeling filled my chest as I stared at my Badges, reflecting on what it took to earn each of them.

"Now, use Quick Attack!" I shouted.

Pidove flapped his wings for a second and then moved like lightning, slamming into Ducklett.

Ducklett was knocked onto its back.

"Another Quick Attack, Pidove!"

"Ducklett, use your Aerial Ace," Cress countered.

Both Pokemon flew at one another urgently, slamming into each other, forcing each other back.

"Quick Attack! Finish it!" I yelled happily, pointing at Ducklett.

Pidove pecked at the ground quietly, but didn't deliver the finishing blow.

Ducklett opened its beak and blasted Pidove with Water Gun, Pidove wailing out helplessly as the water held him against a boulder.

"Pidove, you can do this! Gust attack!" I begged.

Pidove shook his head and flew into the air. He began to flap his wings strongly, a gust of wind starting to push Ducklett back. And then, Pidove simply stopped attacking, his wings flapping just enough to keep him afloat.

"Pidove!!" I yelled, getting really upset. "What are you doing?? Attaaaack!!"

"Bubblebeam attack," Cress said with a wave of his hand.

Ducklett's beak opened and a stream of bubbles flew out, popping upon contact with my Pidove.

Pidove flapped his wings desperately as he was forced back and finally slammed into the ground.