Out of breath, I stared up at the mountain before me. Strangely, it was all blue!  I decided to go inside, hoping that those trainers wouldn’t follow me inside.  They were WEIRD; I mean what type of trainer would teach a meowth to talk?

        Once inside, I took alook around.  There were blue crystals everywhere.  They look kind of like those evolution stones people give their pokemon so they evolve! I thought. I reached out and touched one.

        Suddenly, a strange feeling came over me, like the time I had evolved from a pichu to pikachu.  I must be evolving, but into what?  However, instead of evolving into riachu or something, I evolved into an undiscovered pokemon!  I looked just like a pikachu, but I had a blue mark on my ear.  I also learned 2 new moves – blue lightning and illusion.

        “Jessie, I’m too tired to go any farther,” I heard a voice whine.

        “Shut up!  We’ve got a pikachu to steal!” said another voice.

        “Meowth, so shut your trap!” said a third.

        “Ha! That rat has no chance against our super rubber inflated balloon!”  came a voice behind me.

        Suddenly, a balloon absorbed me into it!  I zapped and kicked, but it was no use.  I thrashed about.  I kicked.  I finally gave up.  Then, I remembered -- blue lightning!  Zap! The balloon was blown up!

        I ran.  And ran.  Heaven knows how many gravelers chased me -- I was dead meat.  I took a left, than a right, than a left again.  I looked back and saw that even more were coming.  I jumped, high, high into the air -- and bonked my head.  Luckily, they kept going, chasing no-one.

        I woke up an hour later.  I trudged around, found a tunnel that was going upwards, and climbed.  Finally, hours later, I saw a light at the end of the tunnel. I was FREE!!!

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        Later on, outside -- while I was resting-- a trainer saw me.  He had a pikachu on his shoulder.  It glared down at me.  A girl was next to him ("Just remeber, you still owe me a bike!").  And next to them was what must've been a rock trainer.  Rock pokemon had always scared me.

        “Go, Pikachu!” said the trainer, “Pikachu, thunderbolt!”

        I countered with thundershock.  Then it used agility. I tried to use thunder, and I missed.  It body-slammed me so hard that I made an imprint in the ground.  But I didn't give up, and I hit him with a thunershock again. I was losing, so I thought fast.  I scattered sand everywhere, and jumped behind a bush, and created an illusion of me.  I had almost convinced them I was a psychic-pikachu -- but just then I got worn out, and the illusion disappeared.

        “It teleported! Cool!”

        I jumped out of the bush, and zapped the pikachu.  It got mad, and thunderpunched me.  I went flying into a pond.  I am drowning… drowning… dying... dying... I thought.  Thoughts?!  But I am dead!  Or am I?

        “Pokeball go!!” someone shouted.

*End of Part 1

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        Notes:  This is my first ever pokemon fanfic! Woohoo!

        Remember that pokemon show where Ash gets charmander?  That’s where I got the balloon idea.  Now I leave you in suspense… hahaha…

        e-mail me with questions/comments/criticism at:  ze88y@yahoo.com