Pokemon: The Misadventures in Unova

Chapter 2

《A fateful meeting》

The busy city is packed to the brim with people, as if all following a protocol, they walk, run or ride a bike around each other, skillfully avoiding people. . Except for a country bumpkin with little experience in packed cities, in other words, our new Professor Juniper's assistant.

- " Look for the green monument... green... gree– ah. There ?" (Frost)

He stopped and looked at what the building sign, which said: 'Castelia's Gym' . . A Pokemon Gym ? Or an actual workout one.. they should have specified–

While having these idle thoughts, the doors opened to reveal a young girl with a bright smile, followed by a peculiar adult, who came with yet another bright smile. Walking side by side talking about a Pokemon Battle, most likely had one and finished just recently. But something about that conversation struck his interest.

- "Your Servine really did a number on my Whirlipede, even though the odds where against you, quite a magnificent display of art— !" (Young Artist ?)

- "Ahaha– I know right ? ! We trained really hard for this battle, It was a real hit or miss at that point !" (Young Trainer)

As if they were old friends visiting the area they conversed, but finally, the Young Artist went on his way, most likely the Pokemon Center. . While two pair of eyes catch the Professor's Assistant, and get closer and closer.

- "Um. . Hi ? Can I help you ?" (Frost)

Sweat drop. .
He's not being a creep now is he ?
Well, in a sense yeah, but interrupting conversations is bad manners. Yes. Perfect excuse for this situation–

- "Are you challenging the gym leader too ? If so, he kind of went to the Pokemon Center just now, the guy over there ! I just beat him at a battle.." (Young Trainer)

After pointing out the young artist walking away, she started to get all proud. . She tried her best, a complement wouldn't be bad.

- "Oh, Congratulations then– Do you per chance, have a Sniv– a Servine, that Grass Pokemon Starter ?" (Frost)

The girl nods and promptly takes her pokemon out, showing the Servine, but in a bit of a bad condition.

- "Ah.. Poison, let me-" (Frost)

He recovered the Pokemon's Health and Cured it's Poison while at the end, giving it a reward, a macaron. Pokemon are into these things right ? Well, at least Froakie is—

- "Thanks mister..." (Young Trainer)

. . Silence, only then he realized after 5 awkward seconds, he needed to present himself.

- "O‐ Oh my name is Frost, I'm new around here, I'm Professor Juniper's new assistant. I think I already know.. but can I get your name ?" (Frost)

She nodded and with a casual smile, ignoring probably one of the oddly creepy comments, she presented herself.

- "Rosa, I'm a Pokemon trainer from Aspertia City, having now 3 badges, including the bug badge !" (Rosa)

Finishing it off with a peace sign and a wink she presents herself, and sure enough.. the note did mention the name..

- "Well, Rosa first off, congratulations and second, the professor sends her regards, along with this.. these items ?"

He handed a small box, which with a little shake, can tell it has a few things. Most likely supplies for her journey.

- "Aw shucks, she shouldn't have.. I shall accept them ! Ehehe~ Look Serperior, less things to prepare for !" (Rosa)

And the healed up Servine gives a cry of glee at her comment-

Well, that's one thing off the list. .

Now to avoid trouble. .

- "Well, with 'that' out of the way, I'll be out of 'your' way. I'm probably in your way and all- your journey is important.. ahaha .. !" (Frost)

In this world.. there are several types of people.. some of the population are people who live 'alongside' Pokemon... mayority of them however, are battle junkies.. Frost lands in the former category..

But. . .

- "Well.. We did lock eyes just now.. isn't it proper to follow the rules ?" (Rosa)

A wild Rosa appeared, she used taunt. .

- "Ah. Well.. I'm not 'that' good with pokemon.. plus I recently got mine ! So I'm not sure if they'd be happ—" (Frost)

Without even having finishing the sentence, his bag rumbled... and a drop of sweat fell.

If his face was being written down as words, it would be anxiety, fear and despair. .

And out came a pair of.. white with legs, as if foam it was slowly diminishing and revealing it's frog like appearance.

Of course it was Froakie, a sigh of relief came upon him.. but he still wasn't sure if his pokemon could actually trust him to order it in battle... guess it's time to find out—

- "Haah.. Fortune just can't come my way..." (Frost)