Disclaimer: I don’t own Pokemon, the following story is fanfiction.
An: An old story from when I was Gardie. This version has minor changes to the text.
Thoughts
“Human speech.”
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Ryan was fourteen-years-old and had been a pokémon trainer for three years. He was back in his home town of Sunaga, on the edge of a desert. The whole town was hot and dusty, only ever cool at night. Ryan was inside an underground club with his four friends. He was wearing a pair of black sandals, black shorts with red stripes down the side and a red T-shirt. He had four pokéballs clipped on his belt.
“Are you doing anyth
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The two trainers stood facing each other. A large flat piece of ground was in front of them.
“We each have one pokémon left,” said the first trainer, a guy who had long black hair, one lock covering his left eye, and was wearing a grey shirt and black tracksuit.
“Fine,” replied the other, wearing baggy green pants and a black T-shirt with a charmander on the front, “Let’s battle!”
Each held a tiny pokéball and pressed the button on the middle line. With a swooshing sound the balls expanded to normal size.
Both trainers threw their pokéball into the centre.
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