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Happenings Between Goals	By : GreatMasterM Category: Pokemon > General Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The Pokemon franchise isn't mine. The whole thing belongs to Gamefreak, The OC human characters are mine, though, so no stealing. Any resemblance to real people, live or not, is coincidental. I make no profit from this.

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A/N: Story leveled up! Story learned Chapter 3! To the person who reviewed the last chapter (I forget your name at the moment), thanks! At the time of this writing, I'm working on Chapter 8, so you can see why I'm stuck with a once-a-month posting schedule. Sorry to leave you hanging (maybe)! Here, fun facts for everyone! FF#4: The complete lifecycle of the Caterpie, Weedle, and Wurmple family lines is only 4 years. FF#5: It is impossible to "hack" a move onto a Pokemon that can't learn it (ex. Seviper and Sacred Fire). A Pokemon is born able to learn any move it can (by Black 2/White 2 standards) and no more. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 3: Route Rumble 202

                The route had a clearly defined dirt path cleaving through some woodland, swerving here and there. It was obvious that this was the path one must take if they wanted to avoid wild Pokémon encounters. However, we were not one of those people.

                “Soooo…are we going to venture all the way to Sandgem Town, or just stick nearby the gate?” I asked.

                Greg raised a brow at me.

                “You think wild Pokémon are just going to hang out near the gate where people are constantly walking in and out of?”

                “I guess that doesn’t make sense.”

                “We’ll venture as far as we need to. We’ve both got Potions and Antidotes, and it should be too far west for electric types to appear…”

                “I don’t have any Antidotes,” I interrupted.

                “What? Why not?”

                “Beldum’s a steel type, in case the metal coating didn't tip you off. It won’t take any poison damage.”

                “It’s still possible for a steel type to be poisoned, you know. If we come across something that’s sharp enough and poisonous enough to pierce Beldum’s skin, then yeah, it’ll get poisoned.”

                “This far west, though? What would be strong enough to do that?”

                Suddenly, we both heard a rustling in the nearby bushes. We both ran towards it. Greg peered over the bushes and saw something running away.

                “Ah ha! Something like that!” he said, pointing at a pink thing trying to make a getaway.

                “Geodude, let’s go!” he said, throwing his Poké Ball towards the escaping Pokémon.

                His Geodude came out.

                “After it, Geodude! Use Tackle to slow it down!” Greg ordered, running after the Pokémon with me right behind.

                It was then that a winged bug-type swooped down in front of me.

                “Yanma!” it cried out.

                “We’re not far from the gate! I’m going to keep after this fella! Meet me by the gate in a few!” Greg yelled back, still chasing the pink thing with his Geodude.

                “Alright!” I hollered, sending Beldum out.

                Let’s see here…Yanmas are supposed to be really fast, but what about their defenses? The Yanma looked at me and Beldum curiously. Let’s find out.

                “Take Down!”

                Beldum shot towards the bug, but it shot towards Beldum as well. The two collided with each other, but it was clear that the Yanma has sustained considerably more damage than Beldum. As the bug flung to the ground, Beldum spun around and hit it again. The Yanma collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

                “Good job, Beldum, but take it easy on the Take Downs. I don’t want to have you burning through my Potions before we get back.”

                I turned my attention back to the Yanma.

                “Guess I should catch you n…HEY!”

                Another Yanma had swooped down and snatched my soon-to-be-captured claim right off the ground and was carrying it off into the sky.

                “Get back here, you thief!” I shouted.

                I turned to Beldum.

                “You think you can reach them?”

                Beldum stared at the two Yanmas flying off into the horizon at high speeds and then back to me. It wasn’t a promising look. I sighed, feeling defeated even though I won.

                “I guess at least you got some experience out of it. It’s not like we’ll be catching every wild Pokémon we come across. Come on, let’s head back to the gate.”

                I turned around, then second-guessed myself. Had I turned around while battling the Yanma?

                “Um…I don’t suppose you could see out your Poké Ball and know which way is back to the gate, do you?” I asked Beldum.

                Beldum’s look remained unchanged. I wish I had a telepathic psychic Pokémon. Like if Mewtwo was real. I was I had Mewtwo. I could totally control it, and I’d be AWESOME. Mewtwo would know how to get me back to the gate.

                “Let’s just start walking and hopefully we’ll reach a boundary at some point. Hopefully either the gate or the Sandgem entrance.”

                We walked for a few minutes until we were suddenly stopped by another bug Pokémon walking calmly past us. I immediately recognized it as something called an Anorith.

                “Shelmet,” Anorith said quietly to us, as if it was trying to correct me on something.

                Huh? I became confused. I dug out my Pokédex and scanned the Pokémon.

                “Shelmet, the Snail Pokémon; type: Bug. When attacked, it defends itsel…”

                I turned the Pokédex off. Oops, my bad. I guess this is a Shelmet then. I can’t be bothered to remember all of the Pokémon names! It looks like it would be part steel, though. I wonder if the Pokédex was wrong about its typing. Still, we need another member for our party, and this will do as any.

                “Alright, we’re definitely catching this one,” I said to Beldum. “Let’s start with, what else, Take Down!”

                Beldum complied and hit the Shelmet, who tried to defend itself by spitting a purple liquid at Beldum. Beldum seemed unfazed, however, and succeeded in hitting the Shelmet, who rolled over to its side.

                Perhaps I was too eager, or perhaps I was afraid of another Pokémon swooping in to steal my thunder, but I chose right then and there to fling a Poké Ball at it. The device hit it, sucking the bug into itself and dropped to the ground, shaking. I held my breath as it continued to shake. Beldum stared at it, preparing to strike again if the Shelmet managed to escape. After what seemed like just enough time for me to pass out, the Poké Ball finally stopped shaking. I exhaled and shouted to the treetops.

                “Yeah! My first capture! Whoo hoo!”

                I sprinted over to Shelmet’s Poké Ball and picked it up. Then I looked at my Pokédex to see its stats. It was in healthy condition and was surprisingly female. The Pokédex would need another minute for it to fully analyze Shelmet and give me her ability, which tells me that she’s capable of having more than one. After a minute, the Pokédex said that she heals herself in rain and, since she already displayed the fact that she knows Acid, she must also know Leech Life. All good to know. Beldum stared at me.

                “Great job, Beldum! We have a new addition to the team. I’d let her out, but I don’t know how damaged or mad she is right now. It’s probably best that we go back to the gate now. I still don’t feel entirely safe with just two Pokémon.”

                Beldum blinked, but I couldn’t interpret what it was trying to say.

                “Come on. Let’s go. Hopefully we’ll find Greg there.”

                We walked along until we found an open path, which we took a left on, hoping that we were going in the right direction. I had a feeling that Greg would call the cops to find me if I wound up in Sandgem Town and he thought I was still lost on Route 202. Walking towards what we hoped was the gate, I kept spying some bug Pokémon just off the path, weaklings like Caterpie and Wurmple, and sic Beldum on them for the battle experience. It wasn’t until I heard the cry of another Shelmet that I remembered that I should be training my new teammate as well. Looking around, however, I could not find the source of the cry. That Shelmet was a lot smarter about blending in than the one I caught. Figuring that I was on somewhat of a time crunch, I left it to its own devices and continued walking.

                After walking for fifteen minutes, I finally saw another person walking my way, though it wasn’t Greg.

                “Excuse me,” I said, pointing behind them. “Is this the way to the Jubilife City gate?”

                “No, you’re pointing to the Sandgem Town border. Did you get lost in the woods?”

                “Yeah, but at least I got a new Pokémon out of it.”

                “How nice. What was it?”

                “A Shelmet. I think she’s a lot cooler than the Caterpies and Wurmples around here.”

                The woman laughed.

                “Only a man would think that. Caterpies turn into Butterfrees and some Wurmples into Beautiflies. But Shelmets turn into those scary Accelgors.”

                “Exactly! That’s why, even though my Shelmet’s a girl, she’ll be a lot more awesome as an Accelgor than a Butterfree or Beautifly.”

                “Well when your Shelmet evolves, you let me know and I’ll show you how much better both Butterfree and Beautifly are in battle.”

                “Oh she’ll take you on, all right. And your team won’t know what hit them.”

                We laughed and I thanked her for the directions and she left. I decided to go back into the forest to train Shelmet and Beldum.

                It wasn’t until half an hour later, whilst I was beating up a lone Kakuna I found with Shelmet (after I made sure that there wasn’t a nearby Beedrill colony), that I heard a familiar voice.

                “About TIME I finally found you! And here you are, blissfully training away without bothering to remember that we were supposed to meet up some time ago.”

                Based on how much nagging and sarcasm was crammed into each sentence, I figured it was Greg.

                “I got lost. I ended up almost walking all the way to Sandgem Town before someone turned me around. But I got this awesome Shelmet out of it! Shelmet, finish it off with Acid!”

                She did as such and the Kakuna fainted.

                “Good work, Shelmet.”

                “Shel,” she whispered back.

                Greg folded his arms.

                “And how’s Beldum doing?”

                Beldum was currently in its ball, resting.

                “Taking a nap right now. I’ve been training it, too. Running out of Potions, though.”

                “Well let’s get back to the main road and go back to the gate.”

                “I say, if we stick together, we can just walk back to the main gate through the woods, training along the way. Two Pokémon are better than one, right?”

                He sighed.

                “Shelmet,” Shelmet said, poking at my leg.

                “What? What is it?”

                She looked at her Poké Ball.

                “You want to rest, too? Okay.”

                I returned her to her ball.

                “You’ve got two Pokémon resting now. And you want to continue training?” Greg asked.

                “They’re not exhausted,” I said back. “It’s like they’re taking a breather. If something comes up, they can fight. Plus, your Geodude can help fight off anything bulky.”

                Greg seemed to think about it for a minute before replying.

                “Okay, I’m only going through with this because I feel like I’m still not strong enough to challenge the gym leader yet.”

                “Awesome! Let’s go then!”

                For the next several minutes, we were an unstoppable team, taking out whatever nature threw against us. Greg’s Geodude had apparently grown strong enough to use Rock Throw, which helped considerably against Metapods and Kakunas. I wish Beldum knew more moves.

~~~

                “I’m serious! Some scientist totally said that they can breed with Wailords!” I was arguing as we were walking.

                “And my common sense, which apparently isn’t a requirement for the scientific field, is totally telling me that that’s physically impossible,” Greg countered.

                I was about to say something back when we both heard some rustling.

                “Did you hear…”

                “PINSIRRRRR!!!” came a booming voice.

                Rapid footsteps could be heard, but I couldn’t tell from where. Just then, Greg roughly pushed me from the side, causing me to fall to the ground. When I looked up, I saw a huge bug type, almost as big as we were. It apparently had tried charging me from behind.

                “I don’t think this one’s letting us get away,” Greg said.

                “It tried to kill me!”

                “It was probably trying to eat you. Must be delirious from starvation to think you’d be a good meal.”

                “I hope it eats your filthy pebble instead!” I shot back, standing up and taking out Shelmet’s ball.

                Greg kept his eyes on the Pinsir.

                “You did NOT just call Geodude a ‘filthy pebble.’”

                He sent out his filthy pebble. I sent out Shelmet.

                “Bet Shelmet will last longer.”

                “You’re on.”

                The Pinsir charged at us again.

                “Geodude, Harden!”

                “Shelmet, Acid!”

                Shelmet sprayed her acid on the Pinsir whilst Greg’s Geodude clenched itself and started shimmering slightly. However, the Pinsir seemed undeterred. It shrugged off the acid and knocked Shelmet out of the way, picking up the Geodude with its huge pincers.

                “Oh no! Don’t Pinsirs usually know Guillotine?” I asked.

                Greg didn’t look too happy with his predicament.

                “It can’t be that strong, and besides, Geodude’s unaffected by those kinds of moves. Still, maybe you can DO something to get him out of this mess!”

                The Pinsir was squeezing the life out of Geodude, whom was struggling to break himself free, but to no avail.

                “Shelmet, try using Leech Life!”

                “Shelm!” she replied, rushing to the Pinsir and attaching herself to it.

                She started sucking the blood out of the Pinsir, but unfortunately, its arms were still free, and so it started trying to swat Shelmet off of it.

                “Is it trying to use Scratch?” I wondered out loud.

                “I think it’s just trying to get your Shelmet off of it.”

                “Keep going, Shelmet! Drain it!”

                The Pinsir then managed to grab Shelmet and flung it HARD into a nearby tree. It then started increasing the pressure on the Geodude, which only caused the stone to cry out in pain even more so. Suddenly, he began to crack.

                “Crap! Geodude, return!”

                I returned Shelmet as well, seeing as how the impact knocked her out. I called out Beldum next.

                “Time to show them what you can do! Go, Nidoran!”

                Greg sent out the pink thing that he was chasing earlier. So it was a Nidoran, huh. A male, based on its biology.

                “I don’t think doing a head-on Take Down is going to work with this thing,” Greg told me. “It’ll just lock you between its pincers.”

                “If you can get it to turn around, then I can hit it in the back.”

                “I’ll try. Nidoran, Focus Energy.”

                The spiky thing drew in a deep breath and locked his eyes on the target. The Pinsir certainly wasn’t going to wait around, so it charged at us again, pincers pointing towards us. As we moved out of the way, we both commanded our Pokémon.

                “Beldum, hit it in the back with Take Down!”

                “Nidoran, Peck it with your horn!”

                The Pokémon did as they were told, and the bug did seem to take some damage from the attacks, falling down from them, but it wasn’t out yet. Picking itself up, the Pinsir only seemed to be madder than before.

                “PIIIIIINSIIIIIIIR!!!” it yelled, running at us again.

                “If we can keep our distance from it…” Greg began.

                However, the Pinsir was charging at HIM, and as he moved out of the way, the bug suddenly stopped in its tracks and swerved its big mandibles, hitting Greg and sending him flying through the air.

                “Shit! Greg!” I yelled, running to where he crashed to the ground.

                “Pinsir!” the bug announced, not wanting that to happen, apparently.

                It got hit by Greg’s Nidoran, but the bug managed to grab hold of the critter’s tail, yelping in pain as it did so. Knowing what little I know about the Nidoran lineup, it probably just got poisoned. It wasn’t enough though, and the Pinsir tossed the Nidoran up in the air before jumping up and catching it in its deadly pincers. I took the opportunity to tell Beldum to use Take Down on it while I rushed over to Greg. He was coughing, trying to catch his breath.

                “Shit, we’re losing, aren’t we?” he said between breaths.

                “Well, your one Nidoran’s about to become two, but Beldum’s here, so everything will be alright,” I replied.

                “Damn, we’re all dead.”

                We heard the bug cry out behind me. I turned around to see what had happened. Beldum was starting to show signs of fatigue and the Pinsir was down on one knee. Its hold on Greg’s Nidoran was apparently weakened enough for him to wriggle out of Pinsir’s grip and hopped to the ground.

                “Double Kick it in the face!” shouted Greg.

                The poisonous Pokémon turned around and launched himself, hind feet first, at the Pinsir. His attack landed, whereupon he used the bug to jump in the air and perform the attack again, shooting straight down towards it. As the Pinsir tried to balance itself on its hands and knees, I figured the benefits outweighed the costs and ordered Beldum to attack it once again, but from the side so it won’t go crashing into the ground itself. Beldum swooped down and headbutted the terror on its side, knocking it several feet off the ground.

                “We have to finish it off while we have the chance,” Greg explained, slowly standing back up. “Go, Geodude! End it with Rock Throw!”

                He threw his ball and out came the Geodude, who immediately proceeded to find the nearest rocks and threw them at high speeds at the Pinsir.

                “Pins…” it yelped, before blacking out.

                Beldum came back to me whereas the Nidoran and Geodude went to Greg’s side. We both looked at the fallen bug. Then we both pulled out a Poké Ball. Seeing that the other was thinking the same thing, we both threw our Poké Balls at the Pinsir. Luckily, mine hit first.

                “Yes!”

                “Dammit! You suck!” whined Greg.

                The Poké Ball wiggled once before spitting out the offending bug.

                “What?! How could it escape?! It’s freaking UNCONSCIOUS!” I yelled in anger.

                “Snooze you lose,” Greg said, picking up his empty Poké Ball and tossed it at the Pinsir.

                “I hope it explodes.”

                The ball wiggled twice before spitting out the Pinsir.

                “Damn. That one doesn’t want to be caught,” Greg stated.

                “I refuse to give up!” I said, throwing another empty ball at it.

                It didn’t even wiggle once before releasing the bug.

                “I give up,” I said, dejectedly. “I only have this one free ball left.”

                “You should probably save it in case of a really bad emergency.”

                “That’s what I was thinking.”

                We both stared at the unconscious beast again.

                “It seems like such a waste.”

                “Our Pokémon got some experience out of it, though. So it wasn’t a complete waste. Also, we didn’t die.”

                “Always a plus in my book.”

                We stared at the fainted Pinsir some more before sighing, returning our Pokémon to their Poké Balls, turning around, and walking away. It would be several more minutes before we found the gate. We didn’t run into any more Pokémon by quickly finding the main path and sticking to it. We couldn’t afford another battle.

                “Finally,” I said.

                “We could’ve gotten here a lot faster if you hadn’t lost your way.”

                “And I wouldn’t have caught Shelmet!”

                “I’m sure you could’ve caught something better a lot closer to the gate.”

                “What?! If all of our Pokemon weren’t in such bad shape right now, I’d totally challenge you with Shelmet and win!”

                “You’d like to think that.”

                We passed through the gate, greeting the gate attendant along the way. Finally, we made it back to the city and made for the Poké Center as quickly as we could. Nurse Allison was, unfortunately, there to greet us.

                “Back again so soon? Did you remember to pace out Beldum’s Take Down attack like I said?” she asked.

                I didn’t like the tone of her voice.

                “Yes, I did. And for your information, we got attacked by a Pinsir out in Route 202 and barely managed to take it down. Our Pokémon need some resting.”

                “Both of yours?” she said, cocking an eyebrow.

                “All of ours,” Greg corrected. “We both caught new Pokémon in the route and had to use them all to take out the Pinsir. It was very strong for a wild Pokémon.”

                We both handed her our Poké Balls.

                “Wild Pinsir are only known to attack opponents they think they can confidently defeat,” she explained. “If it attacked the both of you, then I would’ve suggested that you both ran away, as it felt it could easily defeat both of you at the same time.”

                “I don’t think it would’ve let us run away very easily,” Greg replied dryly. “It was either overly confident or overly starved and desperate.”

                ‘Which is why you think it attacked me and not you,’ I thought to myself. I knew that was what he was thinking.

                “Whatever the reason was why it attacked you two, I would recommend not getting yourselves into that situation again until you’ve both become stronger. I’ll take your Pokémon in the back room now. Please wait in the lobby until they’re ready.”

                We thanked her and went to the main lobby, where other trainers were talking about something they were watching on the TV. It was tuned to a station that wasn’t renowned for their journalistic integrity, so debates are often shown. It appeared that the people on TV and the trainers watching it were discussing what type or types a Farfetch’d evolution would be. The two strongest arguments were that it would be either a Normal/Flying type like Farfetch’d or a Flying/Fighting type like the supposed legend that goes with Farfetch’d (other than being hunted to near extinction for their tastiness). However, other arguments were thrown into the chaos as well, such as the evolution being pure Flying and it being a Flying/Dragon. Both of those arguments were ridiculous. I turned to Greg.

                “It’s got to be a Normal/Flying type. I can’t see something like Farfetch’d being all gung-ho like a Machamp.”

                “Meditite isn’t muscle-bound either, yet it’s still a fighting type. Furthermore, it’s been shown that some Pokémon gain or lose types when they evolve and can look wildly different from their pre-evolved forms. Just look at Magikarp and Gyarados.”

                “So are you saying that it’s a Flying/Fighting type then?”

                “I’m just saying that it’s not impossible.”

                “Well, not like Farfetch’d is getting ready to evolve anytime soon. They’re still on the endangered species list.”

                “I think I had Farfetch’d once, with the leek, of course.”

                “Was it any good?”

                “A little too gamey for my tastes, but basically like a stronger version of the dark meat you get from a Combusken.”

                “Huh.”

~~~

                We talked some more (not exactly about the debate since I found it to be stupid) before the intercom rand and told Greg that his Pokémon were ready. I was willing to bet that Nurse Allison healed his Pokémon first because she hates me. What a bitch. Greg went to go get his Pokémon whilst I went to the vending machines to get snacks before we met back up.

                “I feel like we should train some more, but the sun’s starting to set,” Greg said, returning with his Pokémon. “After that Pinsir incident, I don’t know if it would be wise to go back out to Route 202 during nighttime. Who knows what we could encounter. Knowing my luck when I’m around you, we’d probably run into an Ariados or Galvantula.”

                “Oh? Your bad luck is because of me? ‘Cause I was about to say the same thing about you. And now that I think about it, there’s plenty of nocturnal Pokémon out there we can catch. If this place is far west enough to host Hoothoots, then that’d be a real asset to my team.”

                “I’d go back, but only if we stay near the gate this time, or just take the main path and stick to it until we reach Sandgem Town. But I don’t want to stay there overnight if we’re just going to come back here tomorrow to challenge the gym.”

                “What about the other exits? The north and the east? We could train there.”

                “Going east would probably mean encountering Pokémon we’re not fit to fight against yet. I don’t know what’s north of us.”

                “Pokémon Trainer Eric, your Pokémon are ready to be picked up. Please come to the service desk for pick up. Pokémon Trainer Eric, your Pokémon are ready for pick up.”

                “Looks like Beldum and Shelmet are ready for me.”

                “I’ll save your seat.”

                I went up and got my comrades back. I figured they could use some more resting, so I didn’t let them out of their Poké Balls just yet. I thanked the nurse and returned to Greg.

                “So what’s the plan?” I asked.

                “My plan is to grab some dinner soon and figure out what to do from there.”

                “Sounds good.”

                We chatted some more, watched some TV, before finally heading out to find a place to eat.
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