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A Nonvince Trainer Story pt. 4Sam and his Vulpix stood thirty feet away, Sapphire closer. Blazer stood in front of me, her tiny arms open wide, as if to protect her Trainer. . . I guess the lab incident was still fresh in her mind. It was obvious she was nervous- her flame was bright yellow, instead of its usual red. I smiled and bent down to scratch under her snout. No worries. no regrets, I thought and stood up.
I opened my Pokedex for the first time, and it scanned Sapphire. It turns out Vulpix were fox-species, fire-types, who relied mostly on speed. Blazer matched Vulpix's speed. I just hoped she could handle a hit.
I nodded to Sam that I was ready and waited for him to make the first move. Apparantly thinking that I had no idea what I was doing, he yelled, "Ember."
Sapphire barked once then started to run. It was a straight path- right towards us- but it confused me. From what I knew, Ember was a fireball attack that could be used from a distance. Why get close?
Closer hit: more power, better acc
A Nonvince Trainer Story pt. 3"You're Pokemon is all healed, sir," a kind woman softly stated. I averted my gaze to her light-green eyes and her obviously faked smile.
"Thank you," I sighed as I slowly got to my feet. I never liked pokemon centers because I was far too impatient. I'd prefer to continue traveling with my trusty companion, than to sit and wait for a nurse to fix my Pokemon's injuries.
Though, I thought to myself. Maybe I shouldn't be so reckless with my pal....
I revealed a soft smile as a smaller-than-average Vulpix trotted around the front desk. He looked up at me with a rainbow of happiness beaming from his eyes as he gently shook his four tiny, curled tails.
Four tails, I thought to myself again, And it's been two years... He's getting old already.
"Looking as good as ever, Sapphire," I smiled as I looked down upon his tiny body. He released a cute, cheerful squeal and ran the short distance from the front desk to my feet. I slowly knelt down, gently placed my
A Chase pt. 6Dusty was lying on the mat in front of the door when a bang outside woke him up. He lifted his chin off his paws, and perked his ears. His owner was upstairs- after leaving his mate, he had dranks something out of one of the shiny things Dusty wasn't supposed to touch, then he had went upstairs. Sound and light came out of the black box in his room, but, when Dusty went to check on his owner, it seemed as if he wasn't really watching the box at all.
Now, Dusty barked once as another bang from outside made him stand. His ears took in all the sound on the street; the dog barking two houses down, the sound of the strange thing that his female owner used on her fur every once in a while that blew out hot air, the wind, the black box blarring upstairs, and the banging on the porch.
My territory, Dusty thought as his lips pulled back from his teeth. Sounds of movement outside made him bark, and begin to growl. Dusty planned on protecting, not only his territory, but his family in ge
A Nonvince Trainer Story pt. 2"Danica, I'm sure you know that in this world we are surrounded by creatures known as Pokemon. People can catch these amazing creatures in items known as Pokeballs. When caught, a Pokemon will become your friend. It will take time for you two to get used to each, but evenually you will learn to love each other very much," Professor Elm said, smiling down at me. "Now I believe you are ready to handle the responsibility of having your own. Please choose from these three." He handed me a strange device. "And this is a Pokedex. When you encounter a new Pokemon, it'll instantly be recorded in it. You can bring up descriptions, sounds, location where the species can be found. It is really an amazing device."
I looked at the Pokedex, then at the Pokemon I would be choosing from. A Cyndaquil, a Chikorita, and a Totodile all looked up at me, waiting to see who would be chosen. The Cyndaquil looked around, probably worried if it would have to leave its home, its flame burni
A Nonvince Trainer Story"Sis, wake up," my little sister yelled at me. "Wake up. You're going to be late to Mr. Elm's lab."
My eyes slowly opened to see my little sister's blue eyes- just a few shades darker than my own- starring me down with a unapproving expression. This was rather hilarious- she was seven, her hands were on her hips, and she was glaring at me- wait, what did she say?
Crap, I'm late. I thought, as I jumped over my sister and out of bed. She followed me down the stairs, laughing like crazy the whole way.
As I came into the kitchen, Mom gave me a weird look. "Is that a new fashion trend?" she asked, looking pointedly at my body. I looked down. . . Well, you saw my bra and my underwear. . . Nothing else. . . Crap, that's why my sister was laughing. Mom came over and rumpled my blond hair. "Danica, get dressed. You are not going outside in those." We wont get into detail about what kind of underwear I was wearing. . .
After getting dressed, I sat down and looked in the mirror.
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