Starting from the north side of Celestia City is Route 205. It is known for the lakes that stem off from a nearby river, Starlight River. The path, either dirt or bridges, winds between the lakes on its way to meet with route 206 on the way to Starlight city.
Route 205 is a well known place for new trainers to train. The patches of grass hold many different type of pokemon that can be found and fought against. Trainers also stick around to fight and train up.
Tony and his Charmander had finally journeyed outside of the Celestia City Limits, and headed on Route 205, hoping to get in some training, and maybe a catch...
"Okay Charmander, here's the plan. I want you to get big and strong, and the best way to do that is to find other pokémon to test ourselves against. You ready?" The fiery lizard chirped its approval, and the two went into the grassy sides of the path. "Now, try using your scratch attack on that tall grass, I think I hear something." Charmander wasted little time, cleaving grass blades as best it could with its pointed claws. What was waiting for them, only time would tell...
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Meanwhile, unaware of the impending dangers of pint-sized lawnmower wannabes, Wraith was calming lying in a patch of soft, tall grass idly staring at the passing clouds, perfectly content to do absolutely nothing...
Or he would be, had a certain fluffball not been so intent on using his stomach as a trampoline.
"You sure are a pain," he said, grabbing it with both hands. The Eevee just gave him a cute, adorable smile as it squirmed.
"I knew I shouldn't have let the center pick for me..." he sighed.
Damian stepped out of the city, he hadn't done that in a while, and walked out of town with his Rotom. "Think we'll find some wild pokemon?" He asked it as they walked. He wandered toward the tall grass and started to walk through it, looking for a wild pokemon. "Alright Rotom, get ready."
Lancelot couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he heard the nearby trainers with their new pokemon. Here he was, snaking his way through the grass, with his new ghastly partner, looking for a good joke. He had developed his bond with Shadow quite early, as he shared the ghost's need of causing practical jokes.
Shadow spotted a potential victim, and immediately alerted Lance about it. A male figure with a Rotom, just out of the city and ripe for laughs.
"Alright Shadow, I want you to go through the grass up to that guy, and lick him on the back of his ankle. Then I want you to get back here as fast as you can without being spotted. Now lets do this."
The ghost smiled, bearing its fangs happily as it crept in the grass, just above ground level to Damian.
When the grass clippings cleared, there was nothing to be found. "Nuts, nothing here...but that scratch was pretty good. good work, Charm." the pokémon was ecstatic at the positive comment, but instead of coming back, it continued mowing down the grass with wild abandon.
"Hey! hang on, we don't know what's over there!" Tony shouted, but the charmander was apparently enjoying itself too much to notice both his trainer's call, and the boy laying in front of him about 10 yards away.
Fortunately, Tony did see the trainer, who apparently was trying to train an eevee. He didn't know a name, but hopefully he could stop any trouble...
"Hey, eevee boy, heads up! lawn-mowing charmander on the loose!"
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Damian felt something wierd. It made him shudder and he almost fell over. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeahhhhhhhh." He said as he moved away from whatever it was. "Rotom! Help?" He said as he turned to see what it was.
Unfortunately, Shadow had been so invigorated by this prank, he was flying back to Lance's position just a little bit too high, and some of the purple gas from his body could be seen by Damian through the grass.
"WOAH WOAH WOAH!" Lance shouts, jumping out of the grass and grabbing his ghastly, taking the shock for both of them. He lays on the ground, smokey and black.............
Lance gasped slightly, smoke escaping his lungs. "Yeah, I'm ok. Geez...." he sat up. "Is that how you always react to a small prank?" he asked, Shadow squirming out of his grip and bearing his fangs at Damian an the Rotom.
"Huh?" Wraith asked quizzically, glancing to where a boy had just yelled at him, just in time to see an inch of his bangs sliced clean off.
"Wah!" he yelled, instinctively pulling the Eevee towards him as he leaped up to his feet. Upon seeing the wildly swinging Charmander, he placed a foot on its forehead so it would keep its distance.
"Sorry, I was just a little excited. I've never done this whole 'trainer' thing before." The Rotom floated close to Lance as if to say 'sorry' Rotom... [Sorry] it said as it floated close to the Ghastly
"Meh, its alright." As if to comfort him, Shadow floated next to Lance's head. "So, I'm Lancelot. This is my first partner, Shadow." The ghastly chuckled a little.
"Ghastly...."
"And you are?"
"I'm Damian, and this is my Rotom." He said, introducing the ghost pokemon next to him.
"I didn't expect there to be so many new trainers this time around. I wonder why so many people signed up at the same time."
"Meh. I did it on a whim. Got bored, and just decided I wanted to." He eyed the rotom interestingly. "I thought I was the only person around here interested in ghosts. Haha. Though mine is full-on ghost while yours is only half." He chuckled to himself, and Shadow joined in with a hysterical cackle.
Damian just raised an eyebrow to that remark. Did that really matter? "Well, seeing as we both have something in common, our ghosty friends, do you suppose we could travel together. I'm off to go whereever my feet take me and maybe catch a few pokemon on the way. What about you?"
"I'm in it for whatever I feel like doing. Right now I don't care, so let's see what Shadow thinks."
Shadow immediately laughed, bobbing up and down in the air as if to approve.
"Then I guess that settles it." Lance lifted himself up off the ground, dusting himself off.
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"Sorry!" Tony cried out to the trainer, who had gotten up and was doing a decent job of keeping Charmander from doing any more damage. "I'm so sorry...Charmander, Return!" Tony quickly grabbed his pokéball and fired the laser at his pokémon, returning it to its home. Upon inspecting the trainer, Tony noticed a bare spot on the boy, as well as some slight scratches on his forehead.
"Ouch...I'm terribly sorry about this, I told my Charmander to use scratch, and apparently he likes it...you need a bandage?" Again, he silently thanked his grandfather, who had given Tony loads of advice over the years.
"Remember Tony, It doesn't matter how many potions or pokémon you have with you on a journey into the wild. If you get injured, they won't be able to help as much as you'd need. ALWAYS make sure you have a decent first-aid kit on you..."
Tony got the kit out of his backpack and handed a band-aid to the boy "I hope you're okay, I honestly didn't expect Charmander to get that out of hand...you understnad, right?"
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"Eh...no problem," Wraith said, calming down, "Barely a scratch, really."
He was about to reach out to take the band-aid, but realized he was still holding his Eevee rather tightly. Apparently the Pokemon had mistaken the moment of peril to be a sudden sign of affection, and was happily mewling in his arms.
Terry wandered out to see what he could see, naturally gravitating to the deepest and thickest part of the grass. He marked the other trainers in the area but made no move to join their conversation.
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Route 205 is a well known place for new trainers to train. The patches of grass hold many different type of pokemon that can be found and fought against. Trainers also stick around to fight and train up.
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"Okay Charmander, here's the plan. I want you to get big and strong, and the best way to do that is to find other pokémon to test ourselves against. You ready?" The fiery lizard chirped its approval, and the two went into the grassy sides of the path. "Now, try using your scratch attack on that tall grass, I think I hear something." Charmander wasted little time, cleaving grass blades as best it could with its pointed claws. What was waiting for them, only time would tell...
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Or he would be, had a certain fluffball not been so intent on using his stomach as a trampoline.
"You sure are a pain," he said, grabbing it with both hands. The Eevee just gave him a cute, adorable smile as it squirmed.
"I knew I shouldn't have let the center pick for me..." he sighed.
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Shadow spotted a potential victim, and immediately alerted Lance about it. A male figure with a Rotom, just out of the city and ripe for laughs.
"Alright Shadow, I want you to go through the grass up to that guy, and lick him on the back of his ankle. Then I want you to get back here as fast as you can without being spotted. Now lets do this."
The ghost smiled, bearing its fangs happily as it crept in the grass, just above ground level to Damian.
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"Hey! hang on, we don't know what's over there!" Tony shouted, but the charmander was apparently enjoying itself too much to notice both his trainer's call, and the boy laying in front of him about 10 yards away.
Fortunately, Tony did see the trainer, who apparently was trying to train an eevee. He didn't know a name, but hopefully he could stop any trouble...
"Hey, eevee boy, heads up! lawn-mowing charmander on the loose!"
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The Rotom floated up and shot out a charge of electricity.
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"Wah!" he yelled, instinctively pulling the Eevee towards him as he leaped up to his feet. Upon seeing the wildly swinging Charmander, he placed a foot on its forehead so it would keep its distance.
"What in the...?"
Rotom... [Sorry] it said as it floated close to the Ghastly
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"Ghastly...."
"And you are?"
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"I didn't expect there to be so many new trainers this time around. I wonder why so many people signed up at the same time."
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Shadow immediately laughed, bobbing up and down in the air as if to approve.
"Then I guess that settles it." Lance lifted himself up off the ground, dusting himself off.
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"Ouch...I'm terribly sorry about this, I told my Charmander to use scratch, and apparently he likes it...you need a bandage?" Again, he silently thanked his grandfather, who had given Tony loads of advice over the years.
"Remember Tony, It doesn't matter how many potions or pokémon you have with you on a journey into the wild. If you get injured, they won't be able to help as much as you'd need. ALWAYS make sure you have a decent first-aid kit on you..."
Tony got the kit out of his backpack and handed a band-aid to the boy "I hope you're okay, I honestly didn't expect Charmander to get that out of hand...you understnad, right?"
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He was about to reach out to take the band-aid, but realized he was still holding his Eevee rather tightly. Apparently the Pokemon had mistaken the moment of peril to be a sudden sign of affection, and was happily mewling in his arms.
"...are they all so oblivious?"
There was a sudden rumbling coming from farther north. Something coming over the bridges and down the path.
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