by Charizaro
If there was anything Michiko wanted, it was a descent life. Living with the man and woman who adopted her, Shin and Shinju, really stunk. Shin always tried to starve Michiko, saying, “You’re already fat, you don’t need food!” Shinju, however, tried to stuff her with brownies and chicken, saying, “You’re pathetic! We can’t be seen in public with someone as skinny as you!” Michiko was clearly average weight, despite the couple’s effort.
But, more than anything, Michiko wanted a Pokemon.
Not just any Pokemon. No, Michiko wanted a fire Pokemon. And not just any fire Pokemon, a Charmander. Michiko never had a friend. Whenever Michiko sees a Pokemon, she feels a ray of hope. If I could catch a Pokemon somehow, I could run away from these jerks and become a trainer, Michiko thought. Yeah, that would be great…
A loud bang rumbled through Michiko’s dump of a room, if you could call it that. Michiko, still half asleep, ignored it and when back to bed. A minute after drifting to sleep yet again, an ear piercing scream sounded through the entire house. Michiko shot up out of bed and got dressed. While tying her hair up, she noticed the Pokeball that she was found with. She grabbed it, lost in thought. Today’s the day…
Michiko raced down stairs, staring in awe when she was down. “AAAAAAAH,” screamed Shinju. “WHAT’S THAT GROSS POKEMON DOING IN HERE?!”
A Charmander, thought Michiko. She stared down at her Pokeball. I was right…
Shin stared at Michiko. “CHASE THAT THING OUTTA HERE, MICHIKO,” he screamed. Nodding, Michiko jolted off, like an angry Raichu. Aiming her Pokeball, she ran into a young boy with long, blue hair.
“Excuse me…” Michiko said, as she ran off. The boy followed.
“I’ve caught you now, Charmander,” Michiko said. She threw the red and white ball at the Charmander. The Charmander disappeared in a beam of red light. Michiko stared at the Pokeball, hopeful.
“You know,” a voice from behind started. It was the blue-haired boy! “You have to weaken the Pokemon fir-”
The Pokeball gleamed red. “I-I,” Michiko stuttered. “I CAUGHT CHARMANDER!”
“I take it this is your first Pokemon capture,” the boy said. “By the way, my name is Yori. What is your name?”
“My name,” Michiko started. “It’s Michiko. Um, Yori, are you a Pokemon trainer?”
Yori laughed. “Yeah, that’s me, a Pokemon trainer. I just started, though.”
“Well…” Michico stuttered, and then blurted out quickly, “Would you travel with me so I can become a trainer, too?” She covered her mouth, face red with embarrassment. Just great, Michiko! Now how are you going to get through Viridian Forest without a partner, Michiko thought angrily to herself.
Michiko started walking away, when she heard the word “sure” come from behind her back. Michiko stopped in disbelief. Sure?! She turned around, only to see the smiling face of Yori. Sure…Today really was the day…
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