A New Adventure
Chapter2: The One
He started at the docks. Some Wingull, a Goldeen or two. Then he checked out 
the north 
of Olivine. He found a Meowth and, a Cacturne, and a Poliwag. Not really 
worth it. Then he 
saw her. Her and her Magnemite, training together. The sun broke through the 
trees and 
shone on her brown hair. She spun around and looked at Ryo Surf, a new 
trainer looking 
for the perfect partner. His jet black hair fell over his eyes, his arms hung 
down by his side. 
His fathers Poke Ball and Pokedex in his pockets. Then he saw something in a 
hole
behind her. A Pokemon! An orange one! Could it be a… Yes it was! A Growlithe! 
His dream 
Pokemon, right before him. ‘Jasmine! Check it out!’
‘Check what out Ryo?’ she asked.
‘Behind you! It’s my dream Pokemon! Growlithe!’ He was filled with joy. He 
couldn’t believe 
his eyes. Fourteen years of waiting, and he’d finally found it.
‘That’s awesome, but… how will you catch it?’ he pulled out his Poke Ball. 
The light caught it and it shine in the mid morning sun. It must have sparked 
the corners of Growlithe’s eyes because he turned around instantly. It didn’t 
look that evil but he couldn’t take any chances. He stared the dog Pokemon in 
the eye and edged forward. ‘Just focus and then you can definitely catch it. 
It’s how I got Magnemite!’ Her face was as determined as his. She had 
confidence in him, but could he still pull it off.
He moved closer to the Growlithe, as it copied his every move. He reared back 
and threw the Poke Ball. It opened as it flew through the air, releasing a 
swirl of pure white light. It fell over the fire-type and trapped it inside 
the ball. It shook once, a red light flashing in the middle. He hoped his 
only ball would work. The flashing stopped. Had it caught the dog Pokemon? 
The ball opened and the stream of light appeared again. Growlithe did not 
appear to be angry. Instead he walked up to Ryo, who was close to tears, and 
licked his shins. Ryo looked down and Growlithe returned the gaze. He picked 
him up and hugged him. The baby Growlithe fell asleep and Ryo smiled.
‘I… got a… Growlithe!’ Ryo shouted.
‘Well done, Ryo!’ she said, crying herself, ‘Your first ever Pokemon!’ she 
ran over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Ryo turned as red as his 
Growlithe.
‘It’s still technically wild, so I didn’t really catch him. But if you say 
so, I think I’ll call him, uhhh… Flare!’
And so the first step in Ryo’s adventure has been completed. But what does 
the future hold… will their relationship survive? And what of Jasmine? Will 
they travel together? The wild Growlithe and Ryo, true partners.