Narrator: “Now Celina’s childhood friend, Alana Miyamoto, and a kendo, Otoshi, have joined up on her team. They go through many obstacles together, with just one goal at the moment in mind…”
“Are we there yet?” Tracey panted as
he pedaled with all his might. “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we-”
A loud crash rang through the air of
that bright, sunny day as frustrated Celina threw her bike at him.
“I want to get to Celadon City as
much as you do!” She cried in anger.
“Calm down, Celes.” Alana shook her
head in hopelessness. “Patience is part of being a good Pokémon trainer. I’m
sure if we keep riding our bikes down this road we’ll get to Celadon soon
enough.”
“Hai, yes, be patient.”
Otoshi agreed.
They kept riding until they came to
a two-story building where the second story was usually occupied by other
Pokémon trainers. As they entered, the Officer Jenny stopped them.
“I’m so thirsty…Hey, you can’t go
any further.” Jenny kicked them out, refusing to say another word.
“Well, that’s just kawaii!”
Alana muttered sarcastically.
“Miro!” Tracey exclaimed
while pointing ahead to another building nearby. “Look!”
The four young trainers quickly rode
over, and entered the building. Inside, there was a trainer wanting to trade
some Pokémon, and a staircase that led downstairs, to an Underground Path.
Following the trainer’s advice, they carried their bikes downstairs to the path
and followed it until they found themselves at another staircase, leading up.
When they finally got up, (carrying bikes are hard!) they were in another
building exactly like the first one, with another trainer wanting to trade.
When they stepped out and followed the path, (Celina catches a Jigglypuff in
the grass), they found themselves in a busy yet beautiful place- Celadon City.
“Is that what I think that is?”
Otoshi sniffed the air.
“It’s…” Alana jumped up. “PERFUME!”
She started to ride her bicycle extremely fast into the city.
“That’s right!” Celina recalled.
“Celadon City is famous for its perfumes and colognes. Plus, there’s a Pokémon
gym here! Soredewa nochi hodo! (See you later)”
“I bet I can get to the gym faster!”
The purple haired kendo took another path.
“I want to check on Alana.” Tracey
was left alone except for Marril, who rode in the front basket of his bike.
“She might get herself into trouble, knowing her.”
* * * * * *
“Hey! Out of my way!” A man dressed in black shouted roughly at Alana, who accidentally bumped into him walking her bike. “Wait a minute…”
“Gomennasai! Sorry…” Alana did her
typical eye roll and prepared to walk away, but the man had caught her
attention. He was wearing all black, a black cap, and had a red “R” marked on
his chest. “It’s the Rocket Gang!” She stifled a gasp. “I don’t think
Team Rocket is usually around here…”
“Welcome to Erika’s perfume shop!” A blonde girl
grabbed Alana’s hand and dragged her in. It was extremely busy- dozens of girls
buying this, shouting that, laughing, and hitting their boyfriends… “To
celebrate Girl’s Day, Erika, the owner of this shop and the gym leader here in
Celadon, is holding a kimono contest!”
“GIRL’S DAY?!?!?!” Alana was
killing herself in stupidity. “How could I forget my favorite holiday?! It’s GIRL’S
DAY!!!”
“Well?” A green haired girl came up. “Are you
going to enter the contest? The winner gets to go to the TV Tokyo® to star in
the hit movie: Clefairy Tales!” (Read Toshihiro Ono’s manga: Electric Pikachu
Boogaloo #1!)
“Best of all,” A purple haired girl came up.
“The famous actor, Fiorello Cappuccino is going to be working with you!”
“FIORELLO?!?!” Alana started to
swoon. “The handsome Fiorello? The Japanese actor that went to Italy to
learned how to win a girl’s heart?” She grabbed an entry form and signed
up. “He’s mine, and I know it! I won’t let myself lose another beauty
contest! Especially for him!”
“What? Fiorello?” Celina walked into the shop, being dragged in by the green haired girl. “It’s Girl’s Day already?”
“Yes, and you’re just perfect!” She exclaimed.
“We’re keeping our eyes out for the best looking girls to work with him in the
upcoming Pokémon movie, Clefairy Tales!”
“Well, is Fiorello here?” She asked as she
signed out a form.
“No, unfortunately he’s in the main city where
Girl’s Day is of utmost importance.” The girl answered. “Somewhere near
Maiden’s Peak…”
“Ash is there.” Celina thought, seeing
an image of the trio in her mind. “Misty’s entering to prove to her sister’s
she can win…and Jessie, too.”
“Oh, you’re entering too?” Alana walked up,
looking slightly annoyed.
“Don’t start.” She grumbled, giving the blonde
girl her form.
“I thought you need to be getting your badge
from the gym!” She smirked.
“Well, first I need to find Tracey and Otoshi,
since we got separated.” Celina crossed her arms. “Then we’ll come back here
for the contest. I have plenty of time to get a badge. Besides, Erika’s the
judge at this contest- she won’t be holding badge battles at her gym.”
“Hey, Alana! Celina!” Tracey and Otoshi came up,
panting. Tracey seemed flustered. “There are Rockets in this town!”
“Rockets? As in fireworks and stuff?” Alana was
confused. “Or bombs?”
“No, Team Rocket!” Otoshi regained his
composure. “The Rocket Gang is rumored to be hiding in the Game Corner.”
“We went, and we met your brother, Cid, blowing
all his money at the slot machines.” Tracey added. “He’s on his way right now,
to see all the girls in the kimono contest Erika is holding.”
“Yeah, and I can’t get my badge until it’s
over!” Otoshi seemed angry. “What is with Girl’s Day, anyway?”
“That’s right!” Alana put an evil grin on her
face. “You guys have to listen to everything we girls tell you
to!”
“Is that important right now?” Celina’s facial
expression was pure frustration. “Team Rocket’s in town, and my brother’s
gambling away all his money! I have to cut out of this contest and go to the
Game Corner!”
“I’ll come with you!” Otoshi pulled out a little
bag. “We went to the local diner, and there was some pathetic guy there that
gave us his Coin Case, since he lost all his money gambling. We kind of went
into the Game Corner, and some kind people gave us some coins and we found a
lot more.”
“Okay, Otoshi, let’s go.” Celina started to
leave. “Tracey, sit here and enjoy the kimono contest. Alana, go for it!”
“That’s fine for me!” Tracey was following
several girls around, blushing crazily. “My, you’re beautiful!”
“You’re cute!” A girl said, giggling.
“It looks like he’ll be fine. Let’s go!” Otoshi
took the lead, Celina following.
* * * * * *
“Let’s check out the Celadon
Mansion.” The raven-haired girl suggested, pointing to the large building.
“Then to the Celadon Department Store.”
“Good idea.”
They entered the mansion, and found
that the only way they could go was up. They kept walking up the stairs, and
then found themselves in a room full of computers and a few men.
“Is that right? I’m the game designer! Filling
up your Pokédex is tough, but don’t quit! When you finish, come tell me!” A man
said. Otoshi and Celina, of course, didn’t understand what he meant.
“Me? I’m the programmer!” A
different man said when asked.
“I’m the graphic artist!” Another
one told them. “I drew you!”
“I wrote the story!” The last one
exclaimed. “Isn’t Erika cute? I like Misty a lot too! Oh, and Sabrina, I like
her!”
“This is scary.” Celina looked to
her friend. “What do they mean? This guy’s perverted! Something about Sabrina?
Drawing me? What’s going on?”
He shrugged and they slowly edged
away, scared looks on their faces. Then they left the building, and headed
around to the back. There, they found a sign labeled: “I KNOW EVERYTHING!”
Curious, they entered. The man inside was standing in front of a chalkboard. He
rambled on and on about knowing all about Pokémon while Celina picked up a
Pokéball. Opening it, she found an Eevee.
“I’ve got an Eevee now!” She
exclaimed in happiness. “Take a look at that, Otoshi!”
“Let’s go to the Department Store
now.” He said.
They rode their bikes to the huge
building, and proceeded to go floor by floor to buy items. Celina bought a
Fire, Water, a Thunder Stone, and some Fresh Water. Otoshi bought a Leaf Stone
and some X Defends to use in battle. They left and went into a house where they
found an old man, a man dressed in black, and some weird mean looking guy.
“Don’t touch the poster at the Game
Corner!” He warned. “There’s no secret behind it!”
They left and went immediately to
the Game Corner, bumping into Professor Oak’s Assistant as they entered.
“Hey, little sis, champ in the
making!” He raised his glasses on top of his head. “All the men of the city are
hiding from their girlfriends. It’s no wonder! Girl’s Day is one of the most
tiring Japanese holidays… I gotta go check out the chicks at Erika’s contest!
Bai-bai!”
The kendo and the black haired girl
walked in to a crowded place full of slot machines. Nearly everyone there was
male, except for the waitresses and women that worked there, dressed scantily
in black. Celina and Otoshi walked to the back of the room, hidden behind a
shelf. They found a large poster on the wall, and pushed it in to reveal a
hidden door.
“Ladies first!” Otoshi smiled and
followed her in.
* * * * * *
“It looks like Celina won’t make it back in time for the contest.” Alana told Tracey, who was drifting around the room, flirting furiously with some girls. “That’s a shame, there really is no other worthy opponent around here besides her.”
“Yeah, real shame…” Tracey spotted a
pretty girl with green hair trying to pick out a perfume. “Wow, she’s a cute
one!” He dashed over to her.
“Hey, you two!” Cid appeared, eyeing
some girls carefully. “No time to chat! Whoa, she’s hot!”
* * * * * *
“Go, Bulbasaur!” Celina chose her Pokémon.
“I choose you, Marowak!” Otoshi
threw the red and white ball.
A little afterwards, they had a few
more Rockets on the run.
“Team Rocket members are
everywhere!” She called back Bulbasaur and looked around. “And we have to beat
them all!”
“Look, an Item!” He picked it up. “A
Lift Key! We can use the elevator now!”
“Hey, what are you kids doing here?”
A man stepped out of the darkness. He was wearing a red suit, and he had glossy
brown hair. He had an evil look in his eyes, and a frown on his face. “I got
word that some psychic-girl and a kendo were interrupting my operation. Now
you’ll have to deal with me, Giovanni!”
“The leader of Team Rocket!” Battle
music played in the background as Celina grabbed a Pokéball and jumped up.
“It’ll be my pleasure to beat you!”
“Onix, go!” He chose his Pokémon without
even throwing the ball, just opening the object.
“Go, Poliwhirl!” She quickly used a
side throw to send the tadpole Pokémon out.
“It’s a good thing you used your Old
Rod at the little pond here in Celadon.” Otoshi complimented.
“A level twenty-five Onix won’t do
anything to a level thirty-three water type! Water Gun, Poliwhirl!”
The rock snake was K.O-ed in an
instant.
“Ha! Beginner’s luck!” Giovanni sent
out a level twenty-four Rhyhorn.
“Poliwhirl, use the same attack!”
She laughed to herself, thinking about how Giovanni sent out another rock type,
but even lower in level.
“No!” He called his passed out
Rhyhorn back. “You can’t beat this one! Go, Kangaskhan!”
“Feh!” Celina mocked him. “Wash that
ground type outta here, Poliwhirl!”
His three Pokémon were quickly
beaten.
“No, this can’t be!” He left
quickly, dropping something as he exited. Picking it up, Otoshi smiled.
“A Silph Scope will help us see the
ghost Pokémon at Lavender Town.” He handed it to her. “It’s yours, because you
beat him.”
“Thanks!” She took it gratefully,
and then ran and hugged her Poliwhirl. “You did great! But right now I need to
get to that kimono contest! I’d do anything to star in a Pokémon movie!”
* * * * * *
“And here are the beautiful girls that have entered into Erika’s annual Girl’s Day kimono contest!” The green haired girl announced, and the curtain was raised revealing twenty young women dressed in tradition Japanese kimonos.
Tracey was seated in the audience,
conversing with several of the girls’ boyfriends and Cid. He stopped when he
saw Alana, her hair in a completely different style. He didn’t even recognize
her. Her dark brown hair was no longer in the spiky style it once was- it was
in glossy curls in a bun, almost like tubes of hair at the sides of her face,
and her bangs were gone. Instead, she had two curly strands of hair at the
sides of her cheeks. (Think Ms. Jury from Utena!) She wore a small gold crown
on her head, and a huge fluffy kimono with a large bow in the back, dressed
like every other girl. (Dressed like Jeanette, in other words!)
“Is everyone who entered the contest
present?” Erika asked. She had short blue hair, and a red headband above her
bangs. Her dark green eyes were like that of typical girls, and she wore a
normal kimono, not traditional, seated upon a chair of red cushioning.
“Wait!” A girl interrupted, running
onto the stage.
“Celina?!” Tracey barely recognized
her.
“Celes?!” Alana was surprised.
She was wearing a dark blue and
purple traditional kimono, the silk rustling as she walked up. Her glossy black
hair was in bangs now, (Just like Princess Rouge’s!) and the rest was in a long
ponytail. She wore a dark green cloth around her forehead, and the ends were
tied around her ponytail in a large bow. And for once, she was actually wearing
makeup.
“Alright, we’re ready to judge!” The
blonde girl mentioned earlier motioned to Erika, and the contest began.
* * * * * *
“Go, Growlithe!” Alana sent out her
Pokémon.
“I choose you, Growlithe!” Celina
threw her Pokéball.
“And it looks like we’re going to
see a Growlithe match!” A girl announced.
They two girls had just been through
several battling rounds, fighting with all they had to win all their matches.
Now they were up against each other, only allowed to use just one Pokémon.
Tracey, Otoshi, and Cid watched nervously from the audience.
“Who do you think will win?” Tracey
asked his friends.
“Alana’s cute, but she can’t battle
that well…” Cid commented.
“And Celina’s never lost a battle in
her life!” Otoshi added. “She’s not as beautiful as Alana- heck, no one can
compare to her, but they’re completely rated on how well they fight!”
“Yeaaaaah!” The audience cheered
them on.
“There’s one more battle to go after
this.” Cid said. “So the winner will go on to challenge the last girl. Is that
lipstick Celina’s wearing…?”
“And the last one is…” Tracey looked
at his paper.
“JEANETTE FISHER!?!?!?!?!”
Otoshi and Tracey shouted in surprise when they saw her name and picture on the
pamphlet.
“She’s a good battler, too!” Tracey
said.
“Who’s going to win?” Cid glanced
over at the battle ensuing.
“Ember attack!” Celina commanded.
“Take Down, Growlithe!” Alana
shouted to her Pokémon.
Celina’s Growlithe blasted the
ground with its flames, burning the opposing one. It quickly got up, though,
and used the last of its strength to tackle Celina’s Growlithe. The two Pokémon
fainted on top of each other, their HP completely gone.
“And it’s a double knock out!” A
female announcer exclaimed. “They both have one more Pokémon left to use!”
“I wish we could use all six,
instead of just two.” Celina said to herself, grabbing a Pokéball from the
folds of her large kimono. “Kadabra, go!”
“You’re up, Persian!” Alana did her typical
Pokéball throw, spinning around twice like a ballerina and then throwing the
ball under hand. “Fury Swipes!”
“Psybeam, Kadabra!” Celina not only
shouted her command out loud, but sent a strange force from her mind to her
Pokémon’s, telling it what to do.
The Persian was thrown to the ground
before it could reach the Kadabra.
“Don’t give up! Try again, Persian!”
Alana was getting desperate, insistent on winning the contest.
“Use a Confusion Attack!” Celina’s
mind burned into Kadabra’s in an invisible psychic beam.
“Wow, that girl has telepathic
powers!” The camera zooms in on the table where Erika and the girls that worked
for her watched in awe.
“If she keeps attacking like she is
now, she’s certain to win.” Erika thought carefully.
“Kaadabraa!” The bearded Pokémon
raised its hand holding the spoon in the air.
Celina smiled as the psychic powers
charged up. But when she looked in the audience, she froze. Otoshi seemed a
little distressed, as if he didn’t want her to win. Suddenly, it all dawned to
her.
“Otoshi doesn’t want me to win
because he knows I’ll beat the next and last contestant, Jeanette.” She
thought about the fact over and over in her mind. “I want to meet Fiorello
and star in a Pokémon movie…but I don’t want to hurt Otoshi…Aargh! What should
I do?!” She raised her head with a determined look on her face. “Kadabra,
stop! Don’t use your Confusion attack!”
The crowd murmured as she called
back her Pokémon. Tracey and Cid were confused, but Otoshi understood completely
and smiled to himself.
“That’s a girl, Satsuki.” He thought to himself as
she looked to him and smiled.
“Alana is the winner, since Celina
has left the match!” The announcer declared.
Everyone cheered and clapped, but
Celina was nowhere to be seen.
* * * * * *
“You did the right thing, Satsuki.”
Mew was sitting on the girl’s lap, looking up at her dark purple eyes.
“It wasn’t even a hard decision!”
Celina chuckled a little and closed her eyes. She was still wearing her kimono,
and her hair was still in the Princess Rouge style. The wind whipped through
her raven black hair as a breeze passed through the empty park where they were
seated on a bench. “I wouldn’t do anything to hurt Otoshi. He likes Jeanette
Fisher, you know.”
“No, I didn’t know that.” Mew curled
up next to her. “But I think there’s someone coming and it’s my cue to leave.”
“What?” Celina watched as her
Pokémon quickly zipped into its Master Ball.
“Celina?” Otoshi walked up, one hand
on his wooden stick on his belt and the other at his side. “Everyone’s looking
for you.”
“Yeah…” She looked down at the
ground. “I know.”
“You still haven’t changed out of
your kimono…”
“I know.”
“You should come to the ryokan
(Japanese style inn) where we’re staying for the night.”
Celina sighed. “I know.”
There was a moment of silence as
Otoshi stared at Celina, his trademark concerned look on his face. She just sat
there, her head tilted upwards, looking at the horizon of buildings where the
sun began to set.
“How did you know?” Otoshi
interrupted the silence.
“Know what?” Celina looked to him.
“That you didn’t want me to beat Jeanette?”
“……” He sighed. “Yes.”
“Heh…” The red lipstick on her lips
curled into a friendly smile. “I’m a psychic, don’t think you can hide anything
from me.”
Otoshi looked up at her, the
concerned look still on his face. He thought to himself, “Then why don’t you
understand that…that…I…?”
“Celina! Celina Meraki!” A girl’s voice broke his thoughts. Jeanette appeared, a kind smile on her face. “I won the match…”
“Good.” She closed her eyes as her
smile widened. “You deserved to.”
“Thank you, but I think you deserve
this.” Jeanette handed her some papers, and four tickets to the TV Tokyo®
studio.
“What?” Celina looked down at them
and shook her head. “These are yours.”
“But I saw the way you battled.”
Jeanette said. “I heard from some people that you were undefeated, a psychic,
and a great battler on the whole.” She closed her eyes. “I know that, if you
got in a match with me, it was certain I would lose.”
“There’s no actual way to tell…”
“Just accept these as my gift to
you.” She handed them to her. “Only a good Pokémon trainer, and a good friend,
would have done what you did.” Jeanette looked to Otoshi and smiled.
“How does she know…?” Celina
thought to herself and she stood up and bowed to her.
“Have fun starring in the Pokémon
movie.” Jeanette smiled. “Besides, there weren’t enough tickets for my fan club
to come along!”
The three people shared a good
laugh.
* * * * * *
“So we’re going to be in Clefairy
Tales?” Tracey asked, excited. “That’s great!”
“And we get to meet Fiorello
Cappuccino.” Celina added, looking to Alana who was still beating herself after
her quick and humiliating defeat by Jeanette, and who’s hair was back in its
usual spiky style.
“Then what are we waiting for?”
Alana jumped up, a new hope to inspire her. “First thing tomorrow, we’re going
to their studio!”
Otoshi switched the light off in
their room at the ryokan, in order that they could get some sleep. The
Japanese inn was very traditional, being made out of paper walls and wood
frames. He untied his long hair, sending the very dark purple strands down his
back. The sliding door leading outside was left open, and the moonlight flooded
in a silver glow. He noticed Celina
sitting at the edge of the door, looking up at the stars. She still had not
dressed out of her kimono and her hair was still in the unusual style, and he
could tell she was deep in thought.
“Hey, Celina.” His voice was low,
careful not to wake up Tracey and Alana. He walked over to her and stepped out
of the darkness as he neared the open door. “I want to thank you, for what you
did. But… I think you kind of have my view of Jeanette Fisher wrong.”
“What do you mean?” She never looked
at him, her eyes frozen at the sky. “You have a crush on her, don’t try to hide
it from me.”
“……” Otoshi stared at her for a
second, and then his face lightened and he smiled. “You continue to impress me.
Maybe one day I can meet up to you in personality, and finally beat you in a
Pokémon battle!”
“Don’t get your hopes up!” Celina
joked. “I’m undefeated, and I will be for the rest of my life, I swear to you!”
He laughed and watched her. “Where
did this girl come from?” He asked himself. “She’s the best trainer I’ve
ever seen. And one of the best friends I’ve ever had.”
The camera slowly zooms out on the
Japanese inn, two lifelong friends seated next to each other under the starlit
sky, and crickets chirping peacefully in the woods.
Episode
16: GASTLY ENCOUNTER- ROCKETS AT LAVENDER!
Narrator: “Celina, Alana, Tracey, and Otoshi ride happily along on their bikes, eager to get to the Pokémon gym in Celadon City. Will Celina get her much anticipated fourth badge?”
“Heeheehee…” As the four trainers
neared the gym, they spotted Cid peeking in through the window at the pretty
girls inside. “This gym is great! It’s full of women! Wow! She’s lit the fire
in my heart!”
“Ani!” Celina crossed her arms in
disappointment. “If you wanted to meet the female trainers inside, why don’t
you just go in?”
“At this moment Erika’s only
allowing challengers into the gym.” He informed her. “And whoever they’re
traveling with. So I was hoping…”
The next scene is where the five
teenagers were at the receptionist’s table, the receptionist being the green
haired girl they met at Erika’s perfume shop just the other day.
“Hey, I remember you two!” She said,
talking about Alana and Celina. “I’ve got to say it, you were pretty impressive
back at the contest, Satsuki-san!”
“I’m here to challenge Erika for the
Rainbow Badge.” She told her. The green haired girl wasn’t much older than her-
they were the exact same height. “Is she accepting challengers at this moment?”
“Yes, follow me.” She led the five
through the gym.
As they walked, Cid and Tracey ran
to her side. “Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?” Tracey asked,
blushing.
“After Celina’s battle, how about I
treat you to dinner?” Cid asked.
She giggled and continued walking.
Celina smiled and shook her head.
“Ani and Tracey are suffering
from severe hormone problems this week.” She thought to herself. Suddenly,
a little movie came into her mind.
The three girls that worked for
Erika were in her perfume shop, chatting, and Brock and Ash were peering in at
them.
“And then he said, ‘Maybe we can
both go together!’” One girl told her friends.
“Ani’s obviously gonna charm them
with whatever he has of good looks.” She thought to herself. “How
pathetic…”
She couldn’t admit it, but her
brother was attractive. He was always wearing a baggy hooded
jacket with baggy jeans, and his red and black spiky hair always held his big
goofy round glasses. His green eyes were like that of James’, and even with his
glasses on he looked cute. Celina just couldn’t admit that her brother could
possibly be better looking than her.
“Oh, you’re Celina Meraki!” Erika
stepped out. “You were in my contest the other day.”
“Yeah, and now I challenge you to a
battle for the Rainbow Badge!” She jumped into the battling grounds.
“My strongest Pokémon isn’t with me
at the moment, but I’ll beat you yet!” Erika grabbed three Pokéballs. “Go,
Victreebel!”
“I choose you, Vulpix!” Celina chose
her Pokémon.
“She just caught that Pokémon at the
edge of Celadon City.” Otoshi told Cid. “Preparing herself for her battle
against the grass types here.”
“Your fire type won’t hurt my grass
type, even though its element has the advantage!” Erika teased. “Razor Leaf!”
“Use your Flame Thrower attack!”
Celina commanded.
“Piiiiiiiiix!” The flames devoured
the sharp leaves.
“Now use Fire Spin directly on her
Victreebel!” She added quickly, before Erika had a chance to think of
something.
The Victreebel didn’t stand a
chance- it was knocked out instantly.
“She’s doing well, as usual!” Alana
cheered her on.
“Beating that little fire fox should
be no problem for my next Pokémon!” Erika shouted to her. “Go, Tangela!”
“Vulpix, return!” Celina smirked,
thinking of a way to really humiliate her. “Sandslash, I choose you!”
“Sandslash?” Otoshi seemed
impressed.
“She always chooses a weaker type
opponent to show off.” Tracey said, reminded of the other battles she went
through.
“Ha! Strategy is always important in
Pokémon battles!” Erika laughed. “Bind it, Tangela!”
“Poison Sting attack!” She quickly
shouted.
The poison ate away at the grass
type’s health, even after it grabbed a hold of Sandslash and was draining its
HP away. But it was knocked out before Sandslash was even bruised.
“Aah!” Erika quickly called it back.
“I’m down to one more Pokémon, and if you call your injured Sandslash back, so
are you! Go, Vileplume!”
“Okay then!” Celina called Sandslash
back. “I’ll fight grass with grass! Bulbasaur, go!”
“Vileplume…use your Petal Dance!”
Erika was standing on her toes in a ballerina fashion, sparkles and flower
petals falling around her.
“Razor Leaf!” Celina commanded. “And
don’t let the sharp petals get near you, Bulbasaur!”
It wasn’t much later when Erika
handed Celina the Rainbow Badge and TM 21. Happily, Celina, Tracey, Alana, and
Otoshi left the gym, Cid staying to flirt furiously with the girls.
They left Celadon City, and found
themselves back in the creepy town of Lavender. Apparently, Cubone was still
crying about its mother’s death, and Mr. Fuji was still missing.
“Hey, you’re that kendo that called
the false alarm for a search party two days back, aren’t you?” The Cubone’s
owner squinted her eyes in familiarity.
“Heh heh…” A large sweat drop
appeared on Otoshi’s head.
“That poor orphan…” Celina had
listened to Otoshi’s story and looked to the Cubone, crying nonstop in the
corner. “Let’s stick around and solve
the mysteries here in Lavender Town!”
“Looks like we don’t really have a
choice…” Tracey grumbled as she led them away.
“They say all the ghost Pokémon are
the Pokémon that Team Rocket killed!” One girl exclaimed when Celina asked
about the Pokémon Tower.
“Do you believe in ghosts?” Another
girl asked her.
“I don’t know…” Alana shrugged.
“No…?”
“Yeah, then what’s that white hand
on your shoulder?” She laughed crazily.
Alana looked over at her shoulder,
as did everyone else, but when they turned around the girl was gone.
“Creepy…” Tracey shivered as a gust
of wind blew through the desolate town.
They arrived at the Pokémon Tower,
and Otoshi suddenly started to remember last time he had come there with
Marowak.
“Ghost Pokémon are extremely
difficult to capture.” He informed them, Celina especially. “I suggest we have
our Pokémon out at all times, so that the ghosts will not escape by the time we
could throw the Pokéball.”
“Okay, Marril, come out!” Tracey
called the blue mouse out.
“Vaporeon, let’s go!” Alana tossed
the ball in the air, and her Pokémon appeared.
“Marowak, I choose you!” Otoshi’s
Marowak popped out.
“Bulbasaur!” Celina called it out.
But when she felt the Master Ball shake in righteous anger, she felt she had no
choice. “Okay, you too, Mew!”
“Bulbaaa…saur…” The mysterious plant
Pokémon lay on the ground, obviously in pain. Its bulb flashed a brilliant
light.
“But…” Celina ran to it and placed
one hand on its bulb and the other under its chin. “That light only comes when
a Pokémon is starting to evolve…”
“That’s because it is!” Mew floated
up and looked at its friend. “Yep. It’s time. Every year, the Bulbasaur gather
in a hidden place where a great Venusaur gives them the power to evolve in a
big and beautiful festival. No humans are allowed, so trainers have to let
their Bulbasaur and Ivysaur leave them. The place is called the Mysterious
Garden.”
“The Mysterious Garden…” Tracey,
Alana, and Otoshi repeated, being able to hear Mew.
“Then,” Celina stood up and pointed
forward. “You have to leave us, Bulbasaur.”
“It’s only temporary!” Mew reminded.
“We’re going to miss you!” Tracey,
Otoshi, and Alana leapt up, shoved Celina away, and hugged the Pokémon tightly.
“Hey, it’s my
Pokémon!” She rubbed her head where someone had hit her.
The next scene shows all of them,
Pokémon and humans, waving good-bye to Bulbasaur, who was happily on its way to
the Mysterious Garden.
“Bye, Bulbasaur!” Celina seemed
happiest of all. “Come back to us soon! Be sure to tell me about it! Have fun
evolving!”
Soon the bulb Pokémon was out of site, and Kadabra took its place. They all sighed and turned around, entering the Pokémon Tower, and Mew jumped into Tracey’s backpack. Inside was a counter where a woman stood, a serious look on her face. There were trainers and Pokémon owners everywhere, mourning over their dead friends.
“Well, if it isn’t my two favorite
chicks, Alana Miyamoto and Celina Meraki!” Gary’s obnoxious voice caught their
attention. “Didn’t expect you guys to be teamed up with each other! And you
sure have quite a team- A kendo, a loser, a babe, and a tomboy!”
“Hey!” Everyone stepped forward,
angered.
“And just what are you doing here?”
Celina asked, a cold tone in her voice. “Learn your place, inferior. You’re
younger than us by at least 5 years. Why, Shigeru, I’ve misjudged your stupidity-
again! You’ve dropped the intelligence rate of Japan by a good 25 percent.”
“Sorry I called you a tomboy.” He
smirked, and then walked away from his fan club over to her and leaned on her
shoulder, whispering in her ear. “I missed you a lot after our little
“break-up” because of that loser Ash. I know that was a long time ago, and I
was just a boy then, but you’ve become quite a beautiful young woman. To tell
you the truth, you’re better than all those girls that follow me around the
place. How about I dump them and we go off on our own?”
“Shi tsu koi!” She whacked him
aside, making him fly into Alana. “Forget it!”
“Then I’m sure Alana here will join
my club!” Gary turned to take her hand, but Otoshi grabbed his kendo stick and
shoved his hand away.
“Learn to know when a woman does not
want your attention.” He said coldly, a small fire burning in his reddish eyes.
“Or you’ll have to deal with us.” Tracey stepped
up next to him.
Gary gave them a careless look, not
frightened at all. Then, smirking, he led his fan club out the doors.
“See ya later, babes!” He put his
two fingers together and saluted lazily, winking and walking away.
“That creep…” Alana proceeded to
mumble other oaths under her breath.
“We have to get going now.” Celina and
the rest walked over to the counter, where the woman there kept their bikes for
safekeeping.
They went upstairs, to a room full
of tombstones and a few trainers could be seen.
“Ooh aargh brr aiiii!” A strange
Channeler of some sort stumbled over to them.
“I think she wants to battle….”
Tracey guessed.
“Okay, then, I’m up!” Celina jumped
forward and pointed ahead. “Kadabra, go!”
The Channeler sent out a Gastly.
“ Nani?!” Everyone shouted in
surprise. “How are we able to see it?!”
“The Silph Scope!” Otoshi raised it
up in the air. “It’s beginning to work!”
“Alright!” Celina clenched her fist,
a determined glow in her dark purple eyes. “Psychic, Kadabra!”
“Ga-ga-gastliiiiiiiiiii!” The blue
waves engulfed the ghost and spewed it out a second later, knocked out.
“But ghost types are good against
psychic…” Alana said.
“If my research serves me right,”
Tracey answered. “Then all ghost types are also poison, which is ironically bad
against psychic. So psychic Pokémon prevail in the end.”
“Wow!” She was impressed. “I didn’t know a Pokémon drawer knew so
much about Pokémon!”
“Thank you for…helping me…” The
Channeler stood up and struggled to walk. “Some ghosts must have possessed me
when I was mourning over my dead Pikachu.”
“Your welcome!” Celina nodded her
head.
They continued along, glad that they
had the Silph Scope to help them see the ghosts. Celina caught a Gastly and a
Cubone, and Otoshi a Haunter. They met up with more Channelers, and soon had
them freed of the ghost Pokémon’s spell.
“It’s hard to think that all these
Pokémon died because of Team Rocket…” Alana stopped at a tombstone and read the
words on it. “They’re well known for their horrible experiments on Pokémon,
trying to make them stronger.”
“It’s wrong!” Tracey’s face became
dark with anger as they reached another room full of tombstones. “There are so
many floors to this building and all these tombstones are for all the Pokémon
they killed!”
“……” Celina and Otoshi stood there
in silence.
“Well,” Mew’s cheerful high pitch
voice echoed into their minds. “We don’t have forever. That Cubone is still
crying and Mr. Fuji’s still missing. Let’s get going!”
“Mew’s so cheerful and optimistic sometimes…” Tracey thought as he
watched it hover next to her. Marril jumped onto his shoulder and cooed for
attention. He smiled and petted the small creature. “Throughout all the sad
events that occur, its Mew that will pull Celina out of a gloomy mood.”
“Maro…wak!” A strange Marowak appeared.
“Another Marowak?” Alana was as
surprised as the others.
Otoshi and his Marowak stared at it.
“There’s something wrong with it…”
He said. “It’s kind of…blurry.”
“It’s the mother of that Cubone we
that one girl owned!” Tracey stepped back. “So it’s a spirit! A ghost!”
“Okay then!” Celina looked to Mew.
“Go, Mew! In one more level you’ll learn a new attack!
“Myuu! Myu, krooo!” It threatened
the Marowak spirit.
“It may be a ghost now but its still
a ground type!” She reminded it. “Use your Metronome attack!”
“Mew, mew, mew, mew, mew, mew…” It
proceeded to chant, waving its paws rhythmically in the air.
The Marowak used Bone Club, but Mew
dodged, never stopping the chanting.
“Myuuuuu!” It cried and its paws
glowed pink. Then, Mew spewed water everywhere in a rare Hydro Pump attack.
“Great!” Alana clasped her hands
together. “Luck is with you, Celes!”
The Marowak’s HP was drained by the
water, and it struggled to stay up on its feet.
“Pokéball, go!” Celina threw the
ball, capturing it. The ball shook and shook until Marowak popped out again.
“No!”
“Meeeew…” Mew glared and sent a
little squirt of water out of its mouth, hitting Marowak on the head and
knocking it out.
It stood there, dazzled, its eyes
swirling around and around until it fell to the ground, vanishing shortly
after. Back at the girl’s house, Cubone suddenly stopped crying. It looked up
at its trainer and sighed in content, her completely clueless as to what had
happened. Celina looked down at her Pokédex, which she always had out in a
battle, and it said that Mew had grew another level, level fifty. She read the
words: “Mew learned Psychic!”.
“Yeah!” She hugged her Pokémon. “You
learned your strongest attack! Psychic!”
“Mission accomplished!” Tracey
exclaimed.
“But Mr. Fuji’s still missing!”
Otoshi reminded.
“Right!” Celina started to lead them up another
flight of stairs, to the last floor.
“Hey! You there!” A Rocket appeared, a
Pokéball in his hand. “You can’t get past me until you beat me in a battle!”
“I shall go now!” Otoshi jumped into
action. “Marowak, now is your chance! Go!”
The bone-carrying Pokémon that was
standing next to its trainer stepped up.
* * * * * *
“Ah, no!” The Rocket
covered his eyes as his Arbok was frozen solid.
“Ha!” Celina laughed. “Another one
down!”
“You can’t defeat me!”
The last one stepped out of the darkness, the light switching on where he stood,
in front of an elderly man tied up in a chair. “This old man here appeared,
telling us to quit scaring the pathetic citizens of this small town. Well, if
ya want him back, you have to beat me!”
“Tracey…?” Celina turned to her
friend.
“Well…I don’t usually battle…” He
looked to Marril, who nodded its head in confidence. “Okay! Go, Marril!”
“Maaarril! Marril, Marriii~!” It
shook its blue paw in the air, threatening the Rocket, who laughed.
“I choose you, Muk!” The Rocket
called out a purple blob creature.
* * * * * *
“No!” The Rocket’s jaw dropped open. “Beaten by a little brat! A punk! A…a boy!”
He escaped quickly, followed by the
two other men. Otoshi and Alana hurried to untie Mr. Fuji.
“Thank you so much!” He bowed to
them, even though he was obviously much older. “You battled well, children!”
The next scene is back at his house,
where he hands Celina an Item.
“It’s a Pokéflute!” Tracey
recognized it immediately.
“This is the item that wakes any sleeping
Pokémon!” Alana added.
“Wow…Thank you!” Celina bowed to him. “This will
definitely help us on our journeys!”
They waved good-bye as they rode their bikes
away, the sun shining down on them.
“Thanks again for helping Cubone!” The girl
called out.
“Cubone! Cu-cubooone!” It waved its bone in the
air.
Mew was sitting in the basket in front of
Celina’s bike, Marril riding on Tracey’s head, and Marowak was sitting happily
behind Otoshi on his seat. The four teens rode away, smiling, glad that they
stopped to help the people of Lavender Town.
Narrator: “Celina, Otoshi, Tracey, and Alana find themselves traveling away from Lavender Town, their last stop. What new adventure awaits them in Saffron City?”
“What’s this? A drink? For me? Thanks!” An Officer Jenny snatched the Fresh Water from Celina and drank it up. “That hit the spot! All us other officers are so thirsty from making sure no one gets in or out of this city. Go ahead and pass through, I’ll share this with the others.”
She opened the door for them and they walked on, into a beautiful and busy city.
“Saffron City, wow!” Alana’s eyes glittered in typical Anime fashion as she viewed the town.
“It’s a big place, don’t you think Otoshi?” Tracey turned to him, but he was nowhere to be seen. “Otoshi? Otoshiiiii!”
“He’s gone!” Alana looked to Celina.
* * * * * *
“I challenge the leader of this gym for a Marsh Badge!” Otoshi stood at the doors to a gym, but it wasn’t that of the official Saffron City Gym.
“You do realize this is a special gym with fighting Pokémon, right?” A man in a martial arts suit asked. “Well then, come on in.”
Otoshi had to beat several of such trainers that practiced Karate, all of them with his Marowak. They all used different types of fighting types. Finally, he faced the leader.
“I am the Karate Master!” He shouted. “You can’t beat me! My Pokémon are tough, young kendo!”
“Mine are tougher!” Otoshi crossed his arms. “Bring it on!”
* * * * * *
“I wish we could just stick together for once!” Alana sighed as the three of them walked their bikes down a sidewalk, looking for Otoshi.
“I know what it is!” Celina suddenly realized. “He didn’t get a Rainbow Badge back in Celadon, so now he wants to get back ahead of me by getting the Marsh Badge here in Saffron! Ooh, that jerk!” She started to run quickly, holding her bike in the air. “I’ll get you for this, Otoshi!!!”
“Hopeless…” Tracey sighed and looked to Alana.
* * * * * *
“Marowak, Bone Club!” Otoshi commanded.
It stood up from where it had been knocked down by the opposing Hitmonlee. Then it quickly whacked it in the head with its bone, sending it flying in an instant knock out.
“You have…defeated me…” Karate Master called back his Pokémon. “Here is the last Marsh Badge we have to offer. Also, choose either a Hitmonlee or a Hitmonchan as an extra prize.”
He handed him a round, gold, plain badge. Otoshi smiled, looked to his Marowak, and then walked over to where two Pokéballs lay.
“If I’m correct,” He told his Pokémon. “Hitmonchan learns more moves than Hitmonlee and is, in fact, preferred.”
Marowak nodded its head. So Otoshi and Marowak left the gym with a Marsh Badge and a new edition to their team. A bike crashing down on Otoshi’s head seemed to have ruined the mood.
“You creep! You scoundrel!” Celina towered over him, his face filled with tears of pain, a bike indented into his forehead. “You purposely snuck away to get the badge first!”
“Calm down, Celes!” Alana ran to hold her back.
“Don’t murder him or anything!” Tracey helped his friend to his feet.
“I’m sorry…” Otoshi stood there, embarrassed, and then got an idea. “Have this Hitmonchan as an apology.”
“A Hitmonchan?! Thank you!” She grabbed it from him and smiled.
“There’s another gym, if I’m correct.” Alana said.
“That’s right!” Celina had a flash back to one of the beginning episodes, where she was standing next to Mew, reading a book about psychic Pokémon. “We read about Sabrina of Saffron City! I must go to her, prove my skill as a battler, and request a training session on how to use my psychic powers!” She turned to her friends, her black ponytail whipping around her. “Let’s go!”
Soon they found themselves in front of the Saffron City Gym. A man appeared, dressed in jogging clothes and a cap.
“So you want to challenge Sabrina, the gym leader here?” He asked.
“Yeah, so what if I am?” Celina crossed her arms, her purple eyes flashing.
The man gasped when he looked into her face.
“Your eyes…” He began. “Do you…have PSI powers?”
“That’s what I’m here to find out!” She answered. “So if you’ll excuse me…” She walked away with her friends, but something stuck in her mind. His eyes were the same strange color as hers- exactly the same.
“Hello?” Tracey called out to the empty gym. There was a long hallway, lighted by torches. “It looks like no one’s here.”
“And you might you be?” A man dressed in a lab coat, his mouth covered in a white cloth that surgeon’s use, and his hair long and spiky, the color resembling Gary’s. He had a strong accent, and mean looking eyes. “Sabrina only battles the best of trainers, not pathetic losers like-”
He froze when he looked at Celina’s eyes. He neared her and peered into her face, obviously thinking carefully.
“What’s your problem?” Alana asked, irritated.
“Only one other person I know has that tint of dark purple in her eyes,” He said. “And that is the one and only great Sabrina! Maybe you are a worthy opponent for her. But first,” He pressed a button and it transported the five into a separate room. “You must get past me! And even if you do, you must find your way out!” They surveyed the empty room, but only four lighted squares lay on the ground, including the one they were teleported on. “You might be stuck in here forever! So, ready to begin?”
“Let’s go!” Celina grabbed a Pokéball and held it up to her face.
“Ha! Go, Slowpoke!” He chose his Pokémon by using some kind of telekinetic power to raise the ball in the air.
“I choose you, Gastly!” She quickly twisted her arm around and threw her Pokéball.
“Confusion!”
“Night Shade!”
The two attacks seemed to deflect each other. The blue beam from Slowpoke and the purple beam from Gastly pushed against each other, fighting over which was stronger. Their trainers clenched their teeth nervously.
“He’s good!” Tracey stepped back in shock.
“Such a powerful trainer!” A sweat drop appeared on Otoshi’s head.
“You can do it, Gastly!” Celina stood directly behind her Pokémon, her voice encouraging its strength. “If a Night Shade attack doesn’t work, Use your Hypnosis move!”
“Gaaaastliiii!” It sent out waves of purple, hitting the Slowpoke, making it fall asleep.
“Slowpoke, wake up!” The man was frantic.
“Now, Dream Eater!”
Gastly concentrated, and was soon engulfed in a blue-purple light, as was Slowpoke. Soon the Slowpoke was passed out on the ground, Gastly the winner.
“Yeaaah!” They all cheered.
“You have defeated me, girl.” He called back Slowpoke. “But you won’t get any farther if you can’t find your way out!”
Celina looked around. She really didn’t know where to go, and a new problem arose as the four trainers came together to try and figure out a way to leave.
“Take the one on the right!” Alana suggested.
“How about the second one?” Tracey guessed.
“The one in front of us looks good to me…” Otoshi rubbed his chin.
“The one directly in front of the one you came from.” A voice echoed through Celina’s mind.
“The one… in front?” She looked over at it while her friends argued.
“Yes, and keep on going up and down on the blocks you reach- don’t stray left or right.” It was Mew, telling her what to do.
Obediently, Celina walked to the platform in front of her.
“Hey, Celina, what are you doing?” Tracey followed her.
Everyone found themselves in another room, with another trainer at the corner.
“I am a Magician!” The man said, juggling his Pokéballs. “You can’t beat me!”
* * * * * *
“This is crazy!” Tracey and Alana exclaimed at the same time.
“We’ve been in so many rooms with so many trainers that I’ve lost count…” Otoshi muttered. “And if you keep battling these other trainers, your Pokémon will be too tired to face Sabrina’s! These trainers are tough, psychic powers seem to aid them in their battles.”
They stepped onto another platform beneath them. They found themselves in a large room, with no other lighted platforms, and an arena in the middle. The curtain opened on the other side, and a woman with a little girl sitting on her lap appeared.
“You’ve passed the test.” The woman said quietly, her voice frightening Tracey, Alana, and Otoshi. They jumped behind Celina and cowered. “I am Sabrina, my second name Natsume, and to get a Marsh Badge you will have to defeat me in a four on four Pokémon battle.”
“Plus, we’ll give you this TM 46 here if you survive!” The little blue haired girl said.
“Alright then!” Celina raised her fist in front of her. “I’m Celina Meraki, from Pallet Town!”
“But if you lose,” The girl continued. “You’ll be stuck here forever, so that I can play with you for all eternity!”
“What?!” Alana, Tracey, and Otoshi cried. They looked at each other briefly. “Well, gotta go, Celes!” Alana started to leave. “It’s been fun hangin’ with you!”
“No one is to leave.” Sabrina herself said, stopping them in their tracks. “So are you too cowardly to battle?”
“No!” The raven haired girl stepped forward. “But if I win, you must train me in the ways of a great psychic Pokémon trainer! Sabrina, teach me how to use my psychic powers!”
“It’s settled then.” The girl said.
“Kadabra, go!” Sabrina commanded, a blue light picking up the Pokéball and throwing it for her.
“Go, Gastly!” Celina used her Gastly in most of the psychic battles, no exception in this current one. “Confuse Ray!”
“Kadabra, Psychic.” Her dark purple eyes glowed, her whole body covered in the blue light.
“Kaadabraa!” It raised its spoon hand in the air.
“Gas, gas, gaaastly!” It threw a purple beam at it, making it confused.
The Kadabra beat itself in confusion, but Sabrina’s careless facial expression did not change.
“Return.” She said, using telekinesis to recall it and bring out another Pokéball. “Go, Mr. Mime!”
“Gastly, Night Shade!” Celina shouted. The other three trainers were hugging each other in the corner, afraid of what might happen if Celina lost.
“She’s doing well!” Alana commented, a little encouraged. “She just might win!”
“Barrier!” Sabrina’s eyes glowed.
“Maiiiii!” A blue shield came up and blocked the Night Shade.
“Confusion!”
The Gastly was knocked out in an instant. No poison type could have taken that blow.
“I choose you, Cubone!” Celina called out her next Pokémon. “Bonemerang!”
Sabrina was too slow, and the bone sent Mr. Mime flying in quite a violent knock out.
“I choose Venomoth.” She said. The moth appeared. “Psybeam attack.”
“Focus Energy!” She shouted.
But the Cubone was hit by several colored rays of light and was thrown to the ground in another instant K.O.
“Down to one more Pokémon!” The little girl taunted.
“I don’t know…what to do…” She shook in nervousness, her teeth clenched and her face in a typical frustrated Anime fashion. “Wha-” Mew’s Master Ball shook and shook, and she suddenly understood. “You want to battle now, eh? Okay, let’s prove to her how good my psychic Pokémon are!” She grabbed the Master Ball as her friends gasped.
“She’s going to use Mew!” Otoshi realized.
“Go, Mew!” The ball opened up, and the rare and exclusive Pokémon appeared.
“So,” Sabrina looked unimpressed. “The strongest PSI Pokémon in the world. But it can’t possibly beat my Alakazam!” The Pokéball flew out, and the Pokémon appeared.
“Don’t let the size of it frighten you, Mew!” Celina called out. The two strong psychic Pokémon were facing each other, behind the two white lines set by the arena. “Muscle over mind! Use your Mega Punch Attack! Attack! Attack! Attack!” Her voice echoed through the air.
Mew’s fist glowed a bright pink, and then it flew at Alakazam, punching it in the face and sending it falling. All was tense as it struggled to stand up again. Sabrina’s eyes were glued to her Pokémon, and the smile on the little girl’s face was gone. Celina’s fist was closed tightly at her side, and her three friends sat huddled together on their knees. Alakazam stood up, but dropped to the ground again.
“Yeeeeeees!” Everyone cheered in happiness.
“I did it!” Celina was happiest of all. She ran into the arena to Mew, who jumped into her arms. Sparkles surrounded them as Celina held Mew tight, laughing and whispering praises into its ear. It merely purred in satisfaction.
They stood there for quite a while, trainer and Pokémon, laughing and congratulating each other. Alana, Otoshi, and Tracey were just glad they wouldn’t have to stay there forever.
“You won, and I always keep my promises!” The blue haired girl floated to Celina, using telekinesis to give her the Marsh Badge and Technical Machine. “And as I promised, I will teach you how to properly put to use your psychic powers.”
“We will begin your training immediately.” Sabrina said. She groaned in pain, raising curiosity in everyone else. “Hayuko, show our guests to their rooms.”
The man with the lab coat mention earlier came in quickly, and led them away.
“Impressive, it looks like you have defeated her!” He looked to Celina, who was quick to place the new badge in her cloth around her forehead. “No one ever beat the great Sabrina in a normal match, no one! But I suppose your psychic powers met up to hers.”
“Tell us more about Sabrina!” Alana urged. “What’s with that doll in her lap? What’s with the creepy psychic powers? Why was she in pain when Celina beat her?”
She was quieted when they arrived at their room. It was just one room, but it was gigantic. Four large beds were separated from each other, and there was a large dining table in the center. A crystal chandelier hung beautifully above the table, the electric light giving the room a luxurious tone. Red velvet curtains were strung up everywhere, in between the beds and at the back, where it was opened to reveal a large window. Outside Celina could see the sun setting in the beautiful city. All of them were shocked, as Hayuko expected, awestruck as they observed the room. Different kinds of furniture lay around, like couches and desks, and, of course, a television set. They stepped up one stair to get to the table where a vase of red roses was set on the white tablecloth, and stepped down to get to the bamboo floors before the large window.
“I didn’t know a psychic gym could be so fancy!” Tracey exclaimed. “Especially the way it looks on the outside…”
“We want all the people training their psychic powers to live in a comfortable environment.” Hayuko said, taking off the white surgeon mask on his face. “Now sit down. There are a few things you should know about Sabrina…” The four trainers seated themselves at the table, and prepared themselves for a long story. “It begins in her childhood years, very long ago…
Sabrina, even as a baby, was…different.” A scene is shown where her parents looked down at their blue haired girl, her eyes wide and dark purple. “She didn’t want friends, she didn’t need family. All she could ever want was to be left alone to strengthen her psychic powers. It was said that her father was a well-known psychic in his time, but no one knows what happened to him. Her mother…well… is a nothing but a doll now, sitting in her little dollhouse.” Everyone looked at each other, frightened. “But if you don’t get her angry, no such fate will meet you.
She soon separated into two different forms: Her adult self, about nineteen years old, that only cared about her Pokémon and telepathic powers, and her younger self, about five, that’s happy and cheerful and loves to play games. I’ve been with her since she turned ten, helping her train.
When she became ten years old, she was permitted to become the gym leader here in Saffron City. But because she was so powerful and undefeated, no one came by anymore, instead going to the fighting gym here. She is telepathically linked to her Pokémon, meaning that if she has the spirit to win, so does her Pokémon. And when her Pokémon is in pain, so is she- explaining why she had a little headache after you defeated her.”
He shook his head. “I still do not understand how you were possibly able to beat her! No one…in nine years has been able to.” He stood up and opened the door to leave. “Rest well tonight. Your training starts tomorrow, Celina Meraki. May I inquire what your second name might be…?”
“Satsuki.” She answered.
“I am Otoshi.” He told him.
“Alana Miyamoto, pleased to meet you!”
“I’m Tracey, second name Kenji.”
“Go to sleep soon.” Hayuko said, leaving. “You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow, all of you.”
When he was gone, Alana flopped on one of the large beds, the one with a canopy and long curtains and ruffles around it.
“I call this one!” She said, sinking into the feathers.
They all got ready to sleep, and went to their separate beds. Otoshi’s hair was down, his belt with his stick was lying on the desk next to his bed, and Marowak already lay comfortably on a couch nearby with Mew, quietly chatting with each other. Marril was with Tracey on top of his bed, watching its trainer take off the band of cloth he wore on his head. Alana had dressed into a silky red nightgown, and slipped under the heavy blankets. Celina picked up the videophone by her bed and dialed some numbers. After a few seconds, a woman with black hair and brown eyes answered the phone- the typical Japanese mother.
“Moshi-moshi?” She said.
“Okasan…” Celina looked at her mom. “I’m in Saffron City right now, how are you doing?”
“Oh wow, there already?” She closed her eyes and smiled. “We’re all doing well here in Pallet Town! Actually, I have some guests here right now!”
“Hi, Celina honey!” A woman with red hair and brown eyes appeared- Ash’s mother. “You sure are far ahead on your journey! Guess what? I won the swimsuit contest over by Aopulco! And the strangest thing happened! Those Team Rocket people came, that boy and girl, but the boy, James, was in a body suit to look like a woman that had gone through serious plastic surgery! Anyway, Ashton saved the day and I ended up winning the trophy!”
“Umm… that’s nice.”
“Hi there!” Professor Oak appeared. “Where are you right now?”
“In Saffron City.” She replied. “I just defeated Sabrina and now I have the Marsh Badge, my fifth one! And I currently own about 53 Pokémon!”
“My, fifty three!” He nodded his head in satisfaction. “You are making much progress. What about your friend, Alana?”
“Right here!” Alana jumped up, shoving Celina out of the way. She was wearing a green facial mask, and her hair was in a towel.
“Aaack!” The surprised Professor shrieked. “What kind of monster are you?!”
“Huh? What’s going on?” Tracey looked over at Celina and Alana and yelled in fright. “What’s that stuff on your face, Alana?! Aaaah!” He ran into the wall in confusion.
“Some kind of horrible green mud is caked all over your face!!!” Otoshi yelled. “Get it away from me! Get it away from me!” He followed Tracey into the wall.
“Relax you guys- it’s just a face mask!!!” Alana screamed at them, wiping it off with her towel. “As if you’ve never seen a girl wear one before!”
As she talked with her mother, who was also there, and Professor Oak, Celina walked over to the guys and stared at them hopelessly. Marowak, Marril, and Mew’s eyes were wide open, having seen their trainers stupidly run into the wall because of some mud.
“Tell me now,” Celina said as they regained their composure. “Just how pathetic are you guys if you’ve never had a girlfriend that wears a mask?”
“……” They stared at her.
“Let me guess, you guys never had girlfriends…” She sighed. “Yep. You guys are pathetic.”
After everything was over, Celina went and changed into her sleeping clothes- Chinese style satin pants that came down to below her knees, and three quarter sleeves on her top, which had a collar that came up to her chin. Her hair was down and the band of cloth was off. With a confident fire burning in her eyes and a determined smile- she was actually quite boyish when considered by some.
Otoshi whispered quietly to her. “Good-night, Satsuki-chan.”
She looked over at him and smiled. “Good-night, Otoshi. You too, Alana and Tracey. See you tomorrow morning, Mew, Marowak, and Marril!” Soon they were all asleep.
* * * * * *
“Go, Slowpoke!” A little boy called out his Pokémon.
“I choose my Drowzee!” A red haired girl threw the ball.
“Wow!” Celina and her friends gasped in excitement.
They had awakened early that morning, ready for an entire day of tough Pokémon training. Now Hayuko was leading them around the gym, one of the stops being the training center where the psychic trainers battled each other.
“Exeggutor!” A young man chose his Pokémon.
“Go, Mr. Mime!” His opponent shouted.
“This is awesome!” Tracey exclaimed. “I’ve never seen so many PSI-types in one place! And so many telepathists!”
“This is where you, Satsuki-san, will be taught to battle using your gift.” Hayuko explained. “But all you others will be training, too. This is a Pokémon gym after all!” He led them to another room, where there were people battling with Pokémon of other types. “Using psychic powers make a Pokémon stronger, but it’s also important that a trainer knows how to handle other types. Our goal here at this gym is to teach people to be better trainers, whether psychics or not.”
“And you work on a person’s psychic power only, of course?” Alana asked.
“That is what this room is for.” He pointed to a room full of tables and chairs, and people dressed in lab coats with them.
“Number seven!” One said.
“No, eleven.” Another one answered, turning the card he was holding over.
Some other people had spoons and other objects, which they would bend, and others had gathered together on the floor, floating in the air in meditation.
“This is amazing!” Otoshi commented as they watched them. “All these people are obvious psychics, and no doubt great Pokémon trainers!”
“Correct.” Hayuko said, leading them away. “And this is where the great sensei (teacher) Natsume teaches her students privately.” He stopped at another room where Sabrina stood in front of a girl, spoons raised in the air. She threw the spoons in the air, and the girl thrust her hand up and they fell to the ground, bent into V-shapes.
“I…I don’t have powers like that!” Celina insisted. “I would’ve known about at a younger age!”
“That’s right!” Tracey pointed through the window. “That girl can’t be over nine years old!”
“Silence, lower your voices.” Hayuko closed his eyes. “These psychics are sensitive.”
Everyone dropped to the ground, typical Anime style.
“What do you mean by that?!” Alana was confused.
Hayuko started to laugh as he led them to the next room.
“Wait.” Sabrina’s voice made them stop. “I wish to speak with you, Celina Meraki.”
The next scene shows Sabrina standing in front of Celina, who was sitting in traditional Japanese style on her knees, head bowed. Everyone else was with Hayuko, talking to them outside. The dollish version of Sabrina was seated nearby, holding a Pokéball in her hands.
“Satsuki, I want to know of your family origin.” The doll began. “Most likely your ability to battle so well is because of your inherited psychic power. If you can tell me as far back as you can relate into your family lineage, I will be able to judge just how strong of a psychic you are.”
“Well…” She thought for a moment. “I don’t think my mother has anything on her side of the family, but then again everyone says I’m very similar to my father. My dad’s name is Akira Meraki-”
“Professor Meraki, of course.” Sabrina said.
“His mother was Katsura, his father Mirabuni, his father Kobaishi, mother Setaitsu, father Hayoto-”
“Stop.” Sabrina raised her hand. She walked to Celina and placed her hands on her shoulders. Celina’s head was bowed at the time, but at her action she looked up with a questioning look on her face. “All the people you mentioned- they were all famous psychics. Every last one of them.”
“And I didn’t know about this?” She shook her head.
“It doesn’t matter. When I first heard you say your last name, Meraki, all those people you referred to came into my mind. You, Satsuki, are the next generation of that family.” Sabrina motioned for her to stand up. “Your training is to begin immediately. Hayuko!”
“Yes, great sensei?” He
appeared, Celina’s friends following him.
“Are you done with their tour around
my gym?” She asked.
“Hai.”
“Good, now get ready- all of you.”
She turned to walk away. “You will all be tested to see just how much skill as
a trainer you have.”
“Umm….” Alana appeared, her eyes
closed and a nervous smile on her face. “Celina, remember the tickets you got
to star in the Pokémon movie: Clefairy Tales?”
“Yeah…”
“Well,” Tracey continued. “We found
out the studio is right here in Saffron City!”
“And you wish to go.” Hayuko said.
“Of course!” Alana and Tracey
shouted simultaneously.
“Then you do not wish to stay here
and train?”
“Umm…as great as that sounds…”
Tracey smiled nervously.
“So be it.” Hayuko led them away.
“You are free to wander around and enjoy the sites here at Yamabuki City, or
Saffron City. We are proud to welcome you!”
They left, leaving Otoshi and
Celina.
“You’re not going?” She asked,
turning to him.
“And miss out on this?” He grabbed
his stick from his belt and twirled it in the air with great skill and
reflexes. “If we are ever to become Pokémon Masters, we should not put anything
before our training.”
“You’re right.” She smiled.
“Follow me.” Hayuko led them away.
“The great Sabrina is not one to be forced to wait.”
“Just what is it with you and
Sabrina?” Celina smirked slyly, her face typical Anime style. “Always referring
to her as great and all, and you have some kind of friendship with her- a high
rank here at the Yamabuki City Gym.”
“What are you suggesting?” He looked
slightly nervous. “She is young, about nineteen years old, and I am in my late
twenty’s! What are you saying?” His pace quickened, and he was obviously
blushing beneath his white mouth mask.
Otoshi and Celina glanced at each
other, smiling.
Narrator:
“And so, Celina, Otoshi, Alana, and Tracey are going to be staying with Sabrina
at her gym for a while. It looks like they have made friends with Hayuko, and
while Tracey and Alana have fun in the Pokémon movie will Fiorello Cappuccino,
Celina and Otoshi are going to be training hard in the gym. Exactly why is
Sabrina acting so kindly to Celina? And how strong of a psychic is our young
heroine?”
Episode
18: THE HAUNTER BECOMES THE HAUNTED
“Celina, come with me!” Gary stepped
up and took her hand. “We’ll have a great time together- just you and me…”
“What?!” She looked around, but
everything was dark and pitch black.
“No, Celina’s going to come with
me!” Otoshi grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to his chest. “I want to be
with you for as long as I live…”
“Ha! Her heart belongs to only one
man- me!” Butch stepped up, grinning.
“The pretty one will live with me,
in my mansion in Tokyo!” Fiorello Cappuccino came up and kneeled down before
her.
“I…” She stuttered, and saw three
forms appear from smoke. “Jessie! James!”
“Don’t waste your time, Celina, I
know what’s best for you!” James reached out with a red rose in his hand.
“James!” Jessie
brought the mallet down on his head, knocking him out.
“That’s one guy down!” Meowth laughed.
“I…I don’t know what to do!” Celina
covered her ears with her hands, as all the young men told her compliments and
argued with each other. “Stop!” They towered over her, their voices
intermingling so much that she couldn’t understand them anymore. “Someone,
help!”
A hand reached down in a ray of
light. Celina looked up, to see Tracey’s kind face smiling down at her.
“Come on, Celina.” The darkness
seemed to fade, as did all the people, as Tracey talked. “You have to go on and
become a Pokémon Master. Keep up the training. You have no time for love, just
don’t lose site of your goal!”
“Kenji…” She said his name so softly
that she could barely hear it herself.
“What?” A voice interrupted her
thoughts. Celina opened her eyes, looking up at Otoshi. “Did you just ask for
Kenji?”
“Nani…?” She sat up from her
bed, rubbing her eyes. “It was just…a dream…”
“What about me?”
Tracey came up with a questioning look on his face.
“Celes, is something wrong?” Alana peered into her dark purple eyes, a worried look on her face. “It’s time for you to wake up.”
They were all awake, dressed and
ready for a day of work. Apparently Tracey and Alana were to be in the staff of
the Pokémon movie, and they were eager to get to the TV Tokyo® studio there in
Saffron City. Otoshi and Celina prepared themselves with their best Pokémon for
a day of hard training. The day before, Hayuko set them up against over a dozen
different trainers to see how well they could battle. They both got through
easily, and were told that they would have to beat many tougher opponents
later. Sabrina and her doll watched from the sidelines, unnoticed.
“Today I want you to do as much
research as possible on your rare Pokémon, Mew.” Sabrina said quietly, leading
Celina and Mew to a room full of books.
“There are so many books!” Mew
floated through the shelves, studying them. “I haven’t seen such a big library
since I went to the library!”
“Get started soon.” Sabrina
teleported out of site.
For hours, they walked around the
large room of books, picking out all the ones they thought would help. Otoshi
and Marowak were showing off their kendo moves in the room next door to the
other trainers there.
“I don’t understand why you just
can’t tell me about yourself!” Celina insisted. “Sure beats going through with
all this crap!”
“My story is better told through
another set of eyes.” Mew told her simply.
“Celina!” Hayuko dashed in. “We are
in need of your assistance!”
“What’s going on?” She was startled.
They arrived at an emergency room, where
they met Otoshi and his Marowak. Sabrina was lying on a white bed, her “doll”
next to her. They had gotten used to calling it a doll, even though it was half
of her- her younger self.
“Sabrina left immediately to go to
Lavender Town after a mysterious phone call.” Hayuko explained. “And she comes
back in this condition!”
“What’s wrong with her?” Celina was
frantic.
“She has suffered the indications of
a Dream Eater attack, where a ghost type Pokémon sucks out the soul of
someone.” Otoshi recalled.
“We’ve got to help her! Is there any
way?” She asked Hayuko.
A man and woman appeared, dressed in
the usual lab coats. “We must defeat the Pokémon that did this to her.” The man
said. He had straight blonde hair that came down to his shoulders and cold blue
eyes. He was wearing a futuristic looking helmet and definitely caught Celina’s
attention.
“It’s a gigantic Haunter we named
Black Fog.” The woman said. She was about Celina’s age, and height, and had
short black hair cut into a boyish style. Her eyes were dull brown, with a
strange sadness to them. But Celina could tell she had a childish side to her.
“Its been destroying one Pokémon after another. A long time ago, when Sabrina
first came to be the leader of this gym, Black Fog killed all her Pokémon in a
tough battle. Ever since, she’s been dying for revenge, teleporting to every
scene where it was last spotted.”
“And we made the vow, too.” The man
said, bowing his head. “I’m Yamato.”
“And I am Yuri.” The girl stepped
forward.
“I trust these two trainers greatly,
I have known them ever since they came here to learn how to use their PSI
powers years ago.” Hayuko told Celina and Otoshi. “They are some of the top
trainers we have.” He looked down at Sabrina, and his face softened. “We will go
to Lavender Town and destroy this Haunter- it’s the only way for the great sensei
to be well again.”
“Alright!” Otoshi, Celina, and their
Pokémon nodded their heads in agreement.
* * * * * *
At the TV Tokyo® studio at Saffron
City, Alana and Tracey chat comfortably with Fiorello Cappuccino and a director
of the movie, Tsunekazu Ishihara.
“It’s settled then!” Ishihara
clapped his hands together and called for makeup. “You, Alana Miyamoto, will be
starring in the new Pokémon Movie: Clefairy Tales! Tracey, Kenji, you will be
put in charge of costume and background design!”
“Yeah!” They yelled in unison,
closing their eyes in happiness.
The Japanese Pokémon intro song
plays in the background as the man in charge of music messes with the board of
buttons in his room. The scenes show Alana holding up a script and saying the
same line over and over.
Tracey struggles with a piece of cloth on a
giant costume. Picture’s back to Alana, that looks a little frustrated with her
lines.
Tracey
starts to get a slightly impatient with the costume. Alana throws down her
script and starts screaming her lines with fire burning in her eyes.
Tracey is pummeling the big pink costume. Alana
finally says her line right, and Tracey finally gets the last stitch done. They
smile, look at each other, and look to the director as the theme song ends.
Then the
costume, which was a big Clefairy, falls on top of them.
* * * * * *
“We’re back here…” Otoshi sighed, as his Marowak that was walking at his side looked up at him.
“Lavender Town was the place where
Black Fog was last spotted.” Yuri told them. She was dressed in a futuristic
costume with some plastic armor, and a large metal shield over her arm.
“And the place where Sabrina
transported to when she got her soul sucked out by that thing.” Yamato’s cold
voice made Celina turn around to face him. His helmet was still on, but his lab
coat was gone and he wore a long vest-like clothing item that came down to his
shins. He had a black sweater underneath draping down to his hands and serving
as gloves that his fingers went through, and his eyes always seemed to be in
the same, cold, emotionless expression- like Sabrina.
“And Hayuko?” Celina asked.
“He’s watching over Sabrina and
keeping track of the Black Fog with some kind of machine that detects
paranormal disturbances in the dimension.” Yuri said.
“Ssh! Listen!” Otoshi raised one
hand to silence them, and the other instinctively grabbed the stick on his
waist. Marowak raised its bone in front of it.
They had been walking through a
giant, rundown ancient building in Lavender Town. They had to squeeze through
ruins and rocks that were scattered about in the darkness. A strange rumbling
noise came from far off into the large hallway.
“I’m getting something!” Yuri raised
her hand to her head and closed her eyes.
“A premonition?” Otoshi looked to
her hopefully.
“No, Hayuko’s telling me something
through my radio receiver.”
Everyone fell backwards except for
her.
“Okay, so what is he telling you?” Celina
stood back up.
“There are more ghosts that are
guarding a big creature nearby, Black Fog. Two of us should take care of them,
and the other two should take Black Fog on.” She opened her eyes and looked to
them.
“Yuri and I will take care of the
guards.” Yamato stepped forward. “Celina-san, Otoshi-san, sneak in while we
distract them and destroy Black Fog.”
“Roger!” Everyone raised a Pokéball
in the air.
Yamato and Yuri made quite a racket,
running into the area. They sent out a Magneton to light the way, and some
Growlithe and Ponyta lit the large torches, revealing nearly a hundred Gastly.
“Take this! And that!” Yuri threw
Pokéballs as fast as his Pokémon could fight them.
“Bring it on!” Yamato threw some
more Pokéballs, capturing the Gastly.
“Go, Celina!” Yamato turned to her
and Otoshi, and they quickly snuck into the next room away from the chaos.
There, behind a gigantic stone
statue of a woman, the biggest Pokémon they had ever seen leaned fast asleep.
The loud rumbling noise they had heard was the giant Haunter’s snoring.
“It’s huge!” Otoshi and Marowak
braced themselves. “It’s way too big to be a Haunter!”
“And it’s mine!” Celina called out
her Pokémon. “Butterfree! Mew! Kadabra! Sandslash! Clefable! Growlithe!”
“I don’t remember some of those
Pokémon being on your team…” Otoshi gave her a questioning look. “Go, Marowak!
Ninetales! Victreebel! Golem! Dewgong! Pinser!”
“Give it your best shot everyone!”
Celina shouted. Black Fog opened its eyes slightly and yawned- a really big
yawn. All the Pokémon were nearly sucked into his mouth.
“Was that an attack?!” Otoshi
stepped back and a sweat drop formed on his head.
“Psychic, Butterfree! Kadabra!
Clefable, you too!” She pointed ahead and her Pokémon jumped into action.
“Sandslash, Golem, Earthquake! Growlithe, Ninetales, Firespin! Dewgong, Ice
Beam! Victreebel, Solar Beam!”
“Excuse me, since when did you
control my Pokémon?” Otoshi appeared next to her.
The Pokémon did as they were told,
hitting the Haunter with every attack Celina commanded, not using her Pokédex
but her memory, while Otoshi drank Japanese tea nearby, sitting at an oriental
table. The Haunter just floated there, not even flinching at their attacks. Mew
refused to attack, but just floated nearer and nearer to it, dodging the other
Pokémon’s attacks on the way.
“What is it doing?” Otoshi was at
Celina’s side again.
“Mew! Watch out!” She had to yell
over the racket that the Pokémon were creating. It ignored her, and was soon
directly in front of the colossal Haunter. “This is the first time it’s ever
disobeyed me…” She said quietly.
“Myuu, myuuuu…” It stared into its
large eyes.
“Haaaunter, haunter!
Ha-ha-haunteeeer!” It glared at the small cat. Then it hit it with a Hypnosis
attack, making it fall down to the ground, its eyes shut in deep sleep.
“Mew, look out!” Celina screamed,
running up. Black Fog was opening its mouth wide, preparing for its Night Shade
attack. “Meeeeeew!” She jumped up and snatched her Pokémon from the air as a big
purple wave shot out of Black Fog’s mouth and flew at them. “Mew….” She glanced
briefly into its large blue eyes and then up at the purple beam. She braced
herself, ready for the pain, but when she opened her eyes she found herself in
the air, warm arms held tightly around her. The Night Shade hit the ground,
shaking the entire building.
“You okay?” A familiar voice made
her look up at her savior. “You must really care for that rare Pokémon of
yours, pulling a stunt like that.” Yamato’s icy blue eyes burned into hers as
he carried her while floating over to the ground where Otoshi and Yuri stood,
waiting. As he set her carefully on the ground, she never took her eyes off of
him. Strange music made them look away from each other, at Otoshi, who was playing
the Pokéflute Mr. Fuji gave them. Mew was awake in an instant.
“Alright!” Yuri clasped her hands
together. “Everyone, give it your best shot!”
Mew floated back in the air, joined
by Yuri and Yamato’s Pokémon. Twenty-four Pokémon stood before Black Fog, with
their four trainers behind them. The Pokémon charge up, ready to attack, but a
loud explosion surprised everyone.
“What’s going on?” Otoshi looked
around. The ancient structure was collapsing on them, large chunks of rock and
stone falling to the ground. “Everyone out of here! We’ll be buried alive!”
“Black Fog used its Self Destruct!”
Celina realized. Everyone called back their Pokémon and raced away. They were
at the exit when another loud explosion, caused by some highly reactive gas in
the thousand-year-old tower, sent them flying out.
The four of them lay on the ground of rubble as
the sun shone brightly above. Yuri opened her eyes and spotted her friends next
to her, smiling when seeing Yamato, who used himself to pillow Celina. His arms
were around her shoulders, and when he opened his eyes and looked down at her:
for the first time in years it seemed, he smiled.
* * * * * *
“We’re all happy that you’re okay now, Natsume-san.” Alana bowed to her. “We hurried over here the minute we heard your soul was sucked out by a giant Haunter!”
Everyone was in the clinic at the
gym, talking and congratulating each other on a job well done. Tracey was
showing Marril off to Yuri, Hayuko was checking for any signs of Black Fog, and
Alana and Celina were chatting cheerfully. Otoshi asked Tracey about the
production of the movie and Sabrina and her “doll” watched, emotionless, as Mew
performed flips and acrobatics in the air. Yamato was in the darkness of the
corner, leaning his shoulder against the wall and his arms crossed, watching
Celina as Mew leapt into her arms.
“Hayuko?” Yuri approached him. “I’ve
got to tell you the strangest thing. I think Yamato has a little crush!”
“Hmm…” Hayuko looked up from his
papers over at them, Celina hugging Mew, and Yamato’s straight blonde hair
standing out of the shadows. “Could it be…?”
They looked at each other. Sabrina
and her “doll” quickly left the room, ready to start teaching the psychic
students once again.
“You know what’s funny?” Tracey looked to Otoshi while recalling his Marril. “A person’s heart is cold without a soul, but Sabrina’s always like that!”
“Black Fog was worshipped as a deity thousands of years ago.” Hayuko explained to them. “It probably destroyed itself because it was too proud to be defeated by humans. All of our Pokémon have been destroyed by it earlier, and now we should all be happy that its reign of terror is over.”
çTo be continued…
Author’s Note: As you can see, I like to base my characters’ adventures on the manga and Gameboy game. Every gym leader uses the same Pokémon that he/she uses in the game, and Black Fog is the character in “The Electric Tale of Pikachu” Book 4, beautifully drawn by Toshihiro Ono. Check it out!
Disclaimer:
Alana (Green), Tracey, Otoshi, Marril, Sabrina, Mew, Erika, etc, etc are owned
by Nintendo®, Creatures, Game Freak, and the characters I based Yamato and Yuri
on are found in Toshihiro Ono’s manga, the same book as Black Fog.