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*Drip* *Drip* *Drip* I stared up at the pale, cold ceiling boredly. A broken wire in my cot kept poking me in the back and the noise from leaking sink was bugging me to death. Should of thought of those things before I decided to become a theif I thought bitterly. I rolled onto my side facing the grey brick wall. There was still thirty more minutes before excercise hour. A little nap wouldn't hurt. "Excuse me miss..." "Who are you?" I sat up quickly. "Did the guards let in another reporter to interview me?" "Yes ma'am, I'm from The Pokemon Television Network and I-" "I guess you won't leave until I tell you what you want to know, which is probably everything, right?" "Yes well-" I layed back down for my nap. All I needed was another person to annoy me right now. The young man cleared his throat trying to remain calm even though he was obviously upset about me ignoring him. "Like I was trying to say though, I was hired to write a documentary by my television network and I need to know the whole story. Our viewers are very interested in you... Now please, if you don't mind...." "I don't see why I have to do this." I blurted sleepily. "Like you guessed earlier, I'm not leaving till I get what I want so you might as well get started." "Well, then you'll be in here waiting a while- no one needs to know anything about me, I'm already practically famous." He didn't know the whole story. He didn't need to know. Everyone saw what happened when I was captured on national television for crying out loud! "Oh yes? Well you might want to get started. I have my whole life to wait- I've been paid in advance. Trust me, it's a lot!" "Yeah?" I turned just my head to look at him. "Bragging about your money won't get me to talk!" "No, it won't, but this will...*ahem* I think I'll just begin writing now.... Under the alias Azumarrilchic is a weak, pathetic child struggling for attention. This theif is nothing but a-" "You wouldn't publish that!" I spat at him. "Oh really? Well, you'll see..." "Alright! Alright! You win." I gritted my teeth. *ahem* "I could start at the real beginning, but I don't think you'd understand then so I'll start way back when I was only nine years old. That was when I began learning how to speak Pokemon; I saw it on TV, thought it was cool, and wanted to do it too. I heard it was supposed to be very difficult and that not many people could do it, but anything you want is worth working for in my eyes. The first step I took was getting a hold of all the information I could on the subject. I compared the stuff I found and just did the parts I liked best. I won't get into the details really, but there was a lot of meditation involved. I was reluctant to try it, but all the books I read said things about being in tune with nature like pokemon. Sounded like rubbish to me- untill I tried it. Moving right along, I next learned the actual spoken part, you know, the combinations of the ratta-ratta-tas and the pika-pika-chus with the expression of your voice. And one thing real quick... You don't have to roar like a charizard to be able to talk to one. You can be any pokemon, well sort of, and pokemon will understand you. Most of the time I use Azumarill so I got the name Azumarrilchic from all my pokemon friends. Okay, well anyway, my parents were those real protective types that worry about their lil' muffin so much they don't let her go out on her pokemon journey until she's fifteen! Yep, finally came the day I was fifteen and I was going out on my pokemon journey. I know you've heard that all pokemon trainers get their first pokemon from a professor, well, you heard wrong! Only rich kids do that, and I bet you can guess I wasn't one of those kids. So I was wandering the woods searching for a great pokemon. I didn't see any pokemon around yet but I could hear them with my ears and with my mind. Oh, um, did I forget to mention that pokemon have this- mind thing going on? Yeah, they can send colors, images, memories- Things like that. It's a bit hard to explain... It's sort of like telepathy, but not quite, they can't exactly have a conversation with each other this way (with the exception of psychic pokemon who have taken this ability to the next level) Like I said, most humans can't hear it. In fact, I'm not even quite sure how I hear it or, see it or whatever, but I think it had something to do with all the meditation I did. What? You still don't get how it works? Here, let me use an example, If a meowth was moseying along and he saw a big 'ol tree stuffed with juicy berries, he could send his buddies an image of the tree and where it was and they'd all come running. And maybe they would have their sendings full of the color blue, which stands for happiness. Each color stands for an emotion. Also, everyone and everything does the mind color stuff, we just can't hear ourselves so we don't know about it. OK, back to the story, I'm searching in the forest and all and suddenly I hear this rustling in the bushes along the side of the road. I figure it's just some pidgey or somethin' so I keep going and ignore it. The noises got more and more persistent and I began to get worried. I quickened my pace, the rustling quickened too. Almost like something was running through the bushes after me! I was running and looking over my shoulder at the same time and so I wasn't watching where I was going. Then BAM! I ran smack dab into a tree. About a million beedrill fell out of the tree and buzzed angrily at me, their minds were pulsing red, which means anger. 'Azu Azu ma-rill, rill zuuuuu!' I azu-ed to them. Oh, woopsies, sorry 'bout that. I'll just translate what I say to pokemon in English for you, sorry again! Oh yeah, and one more thing... So people can tell the difference between human language, and translated pokemon language when you write it down, put human speech in quotations marks (") and pokemon speech in apostrophes ('), got it?? Well, here goes! * ahem * 'Oh gosh I'm so sorry!' I said to them in Pokenese. 'Sorry isn't gonna cut it you freak girl! You made us crush our eggs!' They buzzed back. 'Geez it was an accident!' I pleaded. This time the beedrill didn't reply; they flew at me with their venomous needles raised. I tried to run but they quickly surrounded me. There was nothing I could do anymore. I crouched down on the ground and braced myself. Suddenly a shadow leapt out of the bushes and fired a huge white beam of light that blasted the beedrill. The smoking insects all fell to the ground twitching; I heaved a sigh of relief. The shadow had turned out to be a fierce nidorino. It didn't even look tired out from using such a powerful hyper beam. 'Thanks!' I told him. The nidorino eyed me curiously...almost like he was trying to see if I had a pokemon hidden someplace. I stared at him blankly. 'Oh-uh, you're welcome. No problem.' He said finally snapping out of it. I smiled and nodded to him and started to walk down the path, but he ran up and began to walk alongside me. He went on to explain that he's been protecting people who walk through this forest ever since his master ditched for a nidorina. I told him my situation and we talked for a while, him mostly talking about how amazed he was to find a human that knew pokemon. He accompanied me out of the forest and then he asked if he could be my first pokemon. It was a hard offer to refuse after seeing his strength with the beedrill. So nidorino was my first pokemon, even if I hadn't captured him. I was pretty tuckered out after all that so we stopped in at a Pokemon Center. I had to admit it was a little run down, but did it really matter to someone who had no where to go or nothing to do? I heard some commotion by the side door and turned around to look. A kid dressed in a baggy black shirt and pants with chains hanging from the belt loop to the loop below the back pocket, short, spiky black hair with green streaks in it and both ears pierced was trying to drag his bayleef out the front door. The bayleef was sending yellow bursts of pain , not from the trainer pulling it, but from something else... 'Wait! I'm still hurt; they didn't heal me at all!' Bayed the bayleef. 'Those are bad people, they just steal the rare pokemon and give back the weak or very injured, like me!' "Come on Lucy! We have to get going!" The kid said. He might not've understood what bayleef was saying but nidorino and I did- and we weren't just gonna stand there and let this keep going on! "Hey Kid!" I yelled "Go get the cops and bring 'em back here, while you're at it, get your bayleef healed someplace else!"The kid gave me an astonished look, nodded, and ran out with his bayleef limping behind him. I turned to the rest of the crowd, "Clear outta here- there's gonna be trouble!" The Nurse Joy at the counter looked confused. "what are you doing girl?" "Give it up Joy! I know this place is a scam!" "Whatever do you--" Suddenly a bunch of men dressed in black with red Rs emblazoned on their shirts appeared and grabbed Nurse Joy from behind. "Get out of here girl! You can't stop us!" The leader threatened. "Oh yeah?!" I shouted, "The cops'll be here soon and you'll be arrested for grand-theft pokemon!" {I had always wanted to say that} The lead Rocket released a rhydon and sneered, "You're a rookie aren't you? This isn't like TV- one person couldn't defeat us all!" The startling realization hit me like a ton of bricks, he was right... I couldn't defeat them all, especially since all I had was nidorino. Now I was definately in for it!!! Nidorino leapt in front to defend me even though I think he knew we were out of luck too. "Ha ha ha! You'll be our latest hostage!" He grinned, "get 'er rhydon!" Nidorino began trying to fend the giant pokemon off the best that he could but I knew he couldn't keep it up for long... Suddenly the kid I told to get the cops ran in and a ray of hope shone through. "The cops thought I was kdding! They're not coming!" He panted. The Rockets laughed. I gritted my teeth. "But don't worry,"The kid said, "I brought someone who could help!" A huge electrode rolled i the front door with a big 'ol grin on it's face. My eyes widened.... "RUN!!!!" I screamed as I made a break for the window with nidorino scrambling behind me. I leapt out just as I heard a huge explosion, I did't think the Rockets got out. I sat gaping at the smoldering window. The building was still standing but had blackened places on the outside where the explosion had actually gotten to. 'I can't believe this Azu!' Nidorino said in awe. 'Me neither' I said back, still staring at Pokecenter. That kid was awful stupid to do such a stupid thing, but I guess we owed him our lives. Didn't matter now anyways. He was gone and nidorino and I had no place to stay. I dusted my knees off and we began heading down the road. Nidorino kicked at a rock on the ground. 'You might not like the sound of this but.....' 'What?" I asked him eagerly. "We're desperate here. Tell me!' 'Um, well, me and my old trainer...when we got in tight spots like this we would go and er... Sneak into pokemon marts....and , uh, take stuff.' 'I'm not robbing a poke-mart nidorino! I've had enough excitement for one day anyways!'I growled in Pokenese. Although....We didn't have anything to lose really.....The idea was tempting and I guessed it might even be sort of easy since the Police force happened to be a little slack in this town.... 'Azu' Nidorino giggled 'I know you want to...' I shook my head. You can never lie to a pokemon and get away with it, I thought. Without realizing it, my mind was a swirl of green and blue. Green meaning mischeif and blue meaning pleasure. It takes a lot of effort to screen your 'thoughts' so no others can see them. 'Geez nidorino! I didn't say that did I?!' I gulped. 'I was just... Er.... I was thinking- it was- I mean, sorta, um..... Hey, how 'bout I give you a real name now, huh pal?' 'Quit changing the subject! C'mon, it's easy! I'll show you!' And with that, he dashed off around the corner to where the Poke-mart was waiting expecting me to follow him. Well, what can I say...I did! He easily pushed up the latch on one of the back windows with his horn, climbed inside, and came out with an antidote in his mouth. 'See?'He mumbled,'The trick is to not take so much that they'll miss it! Just one of each thing.' 'Still, it's wrong!'I whispered. My mouth said it but my mind didn't. Nidorino knew it and had a cheesy grin on his face. 'GRRRRR....' I grumbled as I climbed in through the window and snatched one of each thing except a masterball, which nidorino claimed was too expensive to steal.We shut the window and made our leave with my pack bulging. 'Did I tell you the second part to robbing a Poke-mart?' Nidorino asked in a hush. 'No, what - second - part?! I said with anger rising back in my voice. 'We have to run to the next town or there's a chance they could catch us!' 'Why didn't you tell me that sooner?!' 'Because then I knew you wouldn't do it and I wanted to eat tonight!' 'Aarg!' My mind was definately pulsing a viscious red now! 'Please, don't be mad at me- let's just get out of here!' I knew he was right...There was nothing I could do about it now anyways. The deed was done and we had to get out of here. I looked down the dirt road- to the left, then to the right and behind us. A rickety wagon pulled by two tauros was coming this way! I tried my best to show nidorino the image of my plan. We hid behind a dumpster until the wagon came close enough and jumped in the back. Who ever was driving it didn't notice luckily. Nidorino slowly dragged a blanket off from on top of a pile of stuff and covered he and myself with it.... |
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