Fuocoso Reprise Part 7: FortissimoI left Pewter City after winning the Gym battle against Brock. Most trainers would have stuck around a while to check out the museum, I had seen it on a trip as a kid. Oak had taken a handful of Pallet kids to see the Pewter museum, mainly for their work on reviving Pokemon fossils. It was pretty fascinating, but I didn’t really feel like going again.
So, I left. I made my way to Route 3, allowing Ocarina to have a turn outside of her Pokeball. She easily dispatched most of the trainers on the route, although Dizi and Forte got their fair share as well.
Like pretty much every route in Kanto, this one was very straightforward. After a bit of time, I reached the tall grass, where it would be easier to find a wild Pokemon to add to my team. I was rather displeased when the Pokemon that hopped out to meet me (well, rather, violently attempted to attack Ocarina) was a Spearow. I already had Dizi, so I didn’t need another flying type on my team. Much less one whose level was half
Fuocoso Reprise Part 6: Prima VocaI walked through the doors of the Pewter City gym and took a deep breath. I wasn’t particularly nervous, but it was my first Gym Battle. And the first Gym Battle is a very pivotal moment in the lives of many trainers. It’s almost always the easiest Gym, unless you don’t have any type advantage (which, in Kanto, is kind of hard. Unless you started with Charmander and didn’t catch a Mankey. But even then, Charmander can learn Metal Claw, which is super effective).
I handed my Trainer card to the Gym guide. He scanned in my information, checked my Pokedex for my team information, and gestured for me to move forward. I thanked him and took my things back.
Clutching Capo’s Pokeball in one hand and Forte’s in the other, I took another deep breath and gathered my confidence. There was one trainer that I would have to battle before taking on Brock. Capo handled the kid’s Pokemon easily, although for some reason he had a Sandshrew, which is a ground typ
Fuocoso Reprise Part 5: AnacrusisI stepped out of the forest and into the dim light of the setting sun. I was glad to have made it to Pewter City on the same day as when I started my journey. I looked at the time on my Pokedex, and decided that it would be best to see about getting a room in the Pokemon Center for the night rather than immediately taking on the Gym.
I was sure that I was ready to take on the Gym, of course. Having both a water type and a fighting type was the best advantage I could have. But I was also sure that my Pokemon were tired from a day full of battling. I didn’t want to make them risk their lives in a Gym battle tonight, so I made a beeline for the Pokemon Center.
"Good evening," said the nurse at the counter. She took my Pokemon and placed their Pokeballs on the machine behind the counter. "Is there anything else you would like?"
"Yes, actually," I replied. "How much is it for a good meal and a room for one night?"
The nurse handed my Pokeballs back to me and checked the computer.
Fuocoso Reprise Part 4: Tempo di MarciaStaying near the entrance to Viridian Forest, I had my Pokemon battle wild bugs to level up. It didn’t take as long as I thought it would. In no time, all four of them were level 10.
I patted Forte, the last to reach level 10, on the head. “Great job,” I said. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the petting. Although she seemed to have a bit of a short temper, she was also pretty happy most of the time. I smiled at her and picked her up. “You’re a good girl, Forte.”
"Ukiikii!" she said.
"I think we’re ready to move on," I thought out loud. "There’s just one thing I’d like to do first."
I put Forte back into her Pokeball to rest, and brought out Dizi instead. He ruffled his feathers and stretched a bit before looking at me expectantly. He was used to only coming out of his ball for battles. I smiled guiltily, but motioned for him to sit on my shoulder. Although Dizi seemed somewhat confused, he flitted up and rested on my shoulder, being
Fuocoso Reprise Part 3: AccelerandoCapo and I returned to Route 1. Now that I had Pokeballs, I was able to capture Pokemon and expand my team. As great as Capo was, I’d never make it very far in the League Challenge if I didn’t get more Pokemon as soon as possible.
It wasn’t long before we came across a small Pidgey. According to the Pokedex’s quick scan of it, I learned that the Pidgey was level 3, and a female. I had Capo use Tackle a few times, hoping to whittle her health down low enough to ensure capture. Unfortunately, the last Tackle hit too hard, and the Pidgey was knocked out. After a few moments, she woke up and fled.
Somewhat disheartened to have missed out on an encounter, I reached down and rubbed Capo’s head gently. He looked disappointed about letting me down. “Don’t worry, buddy,” I said. “You were just doing what you were supposed to. Accidents happen, you know?” Capo brightened a bit. “We’ll get the next one, I’m sure of it.&
Fuocoso Reprise Part 2: Andante con AnimaI patted Capo on the head. “So what are you going to do now, Green?” I asked.
"I think I’ll go home and get a few more things packed for the journey," Green replied, slipping his Bulbasaur’s Pokeball into his bag. "I’ve been preparing for this day for over a week, but I still don’t feel quite ready." He turned and began to leave. "I’ll come back again in a little while, Gramps. See you later, Bells."
He lazily waved his hand. “Bye, Green! Good luck on your journey!” I called after him. I turned back to Professor Oak. “I guess I’ll be heading to Viridian City, then.”
Oak nodded. “While you’re there, could I get you to do me a bit of a favour?”
"What is it?" I asked.
"I need you to go to the Poke Mart in Viridian and see about a parcel that I was supposed to receive a few days ago," Oak explained. He went to his work desk and sat down in his chair. "That Poke Mart is always terrible about delivering
Fuocoso Reprise Part 1: Da CapoMy name is Bells. Like the ring-a-ding-ding kind. The sleigh kind. The jingly-jangly kind. I love my name. It makes me think of music. And I love music. Well, some music. I’m not too fond of rap. But I freaking love dubstep. And classical, and alternative, and I’m actually pretty fond of rock…
Not too long ago, I passed my licensing test. License for what? To become a Pokemon trainer, of course.
Becoming a Pokemon trainer was every kid’s dream. But there were some strict rules. If you wanted to be a Pokemon trainer, you had to pass a test. And passing didn’t mean getting a C or a low B. You could maybe get by with a high B (and I mean HIGH; like, practically an A). Being a trainer came with a lot of responsibility, after all. You had to take care of these little, or sometimes not-so-little, creatures. These creatures that relied on you and put their lives on the line for you. The world of Pokemon trainers is a harsh one. Trainers see death a lo