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Pokemon Trainer of another color Chapter 2 Chapter 2: Inside Team Rockets base?
Eventually Frost shut his eyes and kept them shut, not wanting to open them, he knew where he was, inside a Pokeball. His fears have come real, he was captured, and there was nothing he could do. Eventually as time passed he heard the sound of a Pokemon coming out of a Pokeball, or him coming out of one. With his eyes shut and covered he didn't know what was going on, but he did hear laughter and orders. Knowing that a captured Pokemon was supposed to obey the trainer, he refused, not moving a inch.
“WHY YOU,” The grunt called out in anger, “YOU BETTER USE FOCUS PUNCH NOW,” he got no response, “Y-YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME A LAUGING STALK OF TEAM ROCKET,” still only sound was laughter. Eventually the grunt just decided to put Frost back into his Pokeball and take him to the base where he was given orders to take frost to a 'special' camp. Kimberly's luck was just the same.
“So the Pokemon won'
Pokemon Trainer of another color Pokemon Trainer of another color
Chapter 1: A tough decision and a past reveled
“MOOOOOMMM!!!” A young boy calls out, sliding down the stairs. He has completed his regions Pokemon League, "MMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!”
“What is it honey?” She spoke petting a Umbreon named Luna.
“Can you take care of three of my Pokemon?”
“Sure, why?” She looked a little confused, he does love his Pokemon.
“I want to start a little fresh on my next adventure,” he smiles “I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back as soon as possible,” he runs out the door.
“That boy, so hyper,” is all she can really say about him.
“...I wonder....” he changes into a Mienshao and sits upon a pier at the lake and looks up at the moon thinking to himself 'Am I making the right choice?' Listening t
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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