So I introduced Lyra to Mr. Pokemon and he let us into his house, which was filled with machines and computers. It was kinda a mini-lab if you think about it.
“Come over here you two, there something I need to show you!” he exclaimed, as he swiftly walked into another room.
“I’m frightened,” Lyra whispered to me.
“He’s just overly enthusiastic” I replied. Although I’m not gonna lie, I pretty much felt the same the first time I met him. Especially when you’re fifteen and you’re alone in the woods with a weird old man can be disconcerting.
Okay, just that sounds creepy now that I’ve type it out.
Anyway, he led us into another lab-like room. Another man who I didn’t recognize was sitting at a computer. He was looking at data and schematics of something; looking at it just hurt my head.
“Here it is!” Mr. Pokemon led us up to an incubator in the center of the room. Inside the incubator was an egg with red and blue triangles all over it.
“We believe this egg may hold a new species of Pokemon,” Mr. Pokemon explained. “And we need you to deliver it to Dr. Elm for us.”
“Alright,” I said. “What kind of Pokemon do you think it’ll hatch into?”
“Well,” the other man stood up from the computer and turned around, “we think it’ll probably hatch into a Normal-type Baby Pokemon.”
“Oh, that coo-” I was beginning to say before Lyra cut me off, she began to jump up and down.
“Hey I know that voice! You’re Dr. Oak, aren’t you?” she exclaimed. She almost looked like she was about to crap her pants. “You do a show on the radio right? Out of Goldenrod City?”
The professor had laughed. “Indeed,” he stated, walking over to the middle of the room. “In fact I was on my way to Goldenrod City to do a recording before I was asked by my friend here to help him with his research.”
“Awesome...” Lyra whispered. “You don’t actually care do you?” I asked, because when it came to Pokemon it wasn’t exactly a thing she cared about on a regular basis.
Except if you’re a Zubat named Strawberry, or a Porygon. But that’s a story for another time.
“Shut up, he’s a famous celebrity. Maybe I can get an autograph out of him,” she retorted.
I shrugged my shoulders, of course she would want to do that.
“Anyway,” I continued. “What makes you say it’s a baby Pokemon and not some regular Pokemon?”
“Oh so you know about baby Pokemon?” The professor asked.
“Yeah,” I replied. “I have been around Dr. Elm’s lab enough to know.”
The professor seemed curious, “So can you tell me what you know about baby Pokemon?”
“Sure,” I stepped over to the incubator a little more. “They are extremely rare in the wild, as by the time you find them they have already evolved into something stronger so they can survive better in the wild. Like how Pichu evolves into Pikachu.” The professor nodded his head. “So at this point the only known way to get a baby Pokemon is through breeding.”
“Correct!” The professor grinned, he walked over to the pedestal and took the egg off it. “We have gotten this egg by successfully breeding a Togekiss with a Ditto.”
“Togekiss?” Lyra had lost the conversation when I said “They.”
Pretty typical for her.
“Togekiss is an extremely rare Pokemon, it’s been classified as extinct in the wild for years now along with it’s pre evolution Togetic,” I explained. I returned my attention to Dr. Oak. “Where did you get the Togekiss? There are only like two or three in the world.”
“A young girl from the Sinnoh region approached us with her Togekiss and asked about the possibility of breeding it,” the professor answered.
“Ah, but since you didn’t have another Togekiss or Togetic... you had to use a Ditto then?”
“Yes,” Dr. Oak stated, looking at the egg. “Breeding through Ditto is very risky and about ninety percent of the time lead to unfertilized eggs.” He looked back up at me, “We got lucky with this one.”
I was actually really impressed. With all the years I spent hanging around Dr. Elm’s lab I’ve never actually seen something as huge as this, the prospect of a new Pokemon was amazing.
“So, how do you know that is may be a new Pokemon?” I asked.
“Another good question.” Dr. Oak said. “We’ve ran some ultrasounds on the egg to pick up on Pokemon that is growing inside. Come here for a second.” He walked back over to the computer (with us following) and brought up a hazy image of the ultrasound they had conducted. “See this?” he circled the Pokemon inside of the egg. “It’s in more of a spherical shape than a Togetic.” He brought up a different image. “This one was just taken before you guys came.” He pointed to another part of the image. “It’s lacking Togetic’s wings right here,” he said.
“Could it be that they haven’t developed yet?” I asked.
The professor shook his head. “The Pokemon in this egg is too far into development to grow wings.”
“So that’s what led you to believe this may be a new species altogether then, right?”
“Yes!” Mr. Pokemon spoke up. “And that’s why we want you to take this egg immediately to Dr. Elm.”
“So he can conduct more research then,” I said.
Dr. Oak nodded. “He is the world’s leading expert on Baby Pokemon, it only makes sense!” Mr. Pokemon added.
The professor handed me the egg, “Be careful now,” he added.
“Thank you, and I will.” I replied.
“Yuck, can you guys stop with all this biology crap?” Lyra exclaimed. “I hated that class in high school, and I still hate it now.” She walked back over to the professor and I. “C’mon dude, I don’t know if you forgot or not but it’s my birthday and I have cake back at my place.”
“Right,” I rolled my eyes and turned back to the professor.
“It was nice meeting you, sir.”
Dr. Oak nodded. I was about to turn around to leave before he asked, “Are you a boy or a girl?”
“Am I what?” A really weird question was probably going to warrant a really stupid answer from me.
“Sorry, I know you're a boy,” he said, turning back to his computer, entering something in. “Now, tell me your name, boy.”
“I only need your first name!” he interrupted, entering what was probably my name into the computer.
“Alright, now click this,” he mumbled to himself. “Ah yes, done!” He walked from the computer over the coat rack and pulled out a red plastic thing.
That red plastic thing, weirdly enough, would change my entire world. Or ruin it. To be quite honest I’m not exactly sure if the Pokedex left a positive or negative impact on life.
He walked back over and and handed it to me. “This is the Pokedex,” he began to explain. “It is a high-tech encyclopedia developed by me, Dr. Rowan of the Sinnoh region, and Dr. Juniper of the Unova region in a collaboration for the Pokemon League.”
“Oh yeah, Dr. Elm told me about this thing,” I said. “You gave it to a couple trainers about three years ago as a test run and-”
“It failed? Yes, I know.” He interrupted me again and shook his head. “I entrusted those three to record data for me, instead they focused more on training their Pokemon than collecting data. Even my own grandson only collected fifty-six species of Pokemon before he gave up.”
“Oh you mean Green, right?” Lyra, who was eavesdropping on our conversation, said. “He’s definitely the hottest of the Kanto Gym Leaders, but not as good-looking as Red though.”
“I thought you were out of your Red phase,” I said
“No, I totally am. What am I, fourteen?” She began picking at her fingernails. “He’s still cute regardless.”
I couldn’t disagree with that.
“Sorry about that. Anyway, I’m guessing that you want me to collect data on Pokemon then?”
“Yes!” the professor said, seeming a little bit exasperated. “I think you have intuition, Ethan.” He looked me straight in the eye. “You can make the Pokedex project a success.”
I thought about it for a second.
“I can’t,” I said.
He seemed a little disappointed. “Why not?”
“Why?” I knew I was going to get pissed talking about it, but I kept it bottled up for now. “I have no money at the moment, and I need to focus on my job.” I handed the Pokedex back to him. “Can’t drop everything and do this silly little project.”
The professor looked down at the Pokedex and then back up to me. “What if I paid you?”
I was dumbstruck “You would?”
“Yeah, sure.” He laughed dryly. The other three trainers did it for free, and if I paid you maybe you’ll actually have some motivation to do it.”
“How much would you pay me?” I asked.
He stood silent for a second, doing some calculations in his head. “How about 12,000 yen per entry?”
12,000 yen? There has to be thousands of species of Pokemon out there. Getting paid that much per entry was crazy, sure I would have to catch a shit ton of Pokemon, but I could easily get enough money to buy myself another car, maybe an even better car. BMW anyone?
Okay maybe not a BMW, but another Volkwagen would be alright.
“Okay... sure?” I muttered.
Annnnd right there, if there was any real start to my adventure, it would probably be when I accepted Dr. Oak’s offer to complete the Pokedex.
“Yo Ethan,” Lyra shouted. “I’ve waiting for like thirteen billion years over here, lets go!”
“I’m coming!” I yelled back, turning back to the professor.
“I’m sorry for my friend, it was really nice meeting you.”
“You too Ethan!” the professor smiled. “I should really be going as well, I’m late for my recording.”
“Good bye!” I walked back over to where Lyra was complaining and said our farewells to Mr. Pokemon and left back to New Bark.
“So you’re a man on a mission now, right?” Lyra asked.
“I suppose I am,” I agreed.
“Hey, do you mind if I come with you?”
“That thing you said earlier, about the gym badges,” she stated. “I need a way to earn money for that cell phone plan right? I guess I could try training Pokemon and earning money that way for now. Because god knows how long I would be able to stay in a job?”
I rolled my head from side to side. “Ehh..”
“Plus you saw me out there, I was on fire! Literally, me and Kiwi were scorching the competition. I think he’s finally starting to listen to me,” she added.
“I guess,” I shrugged. “Our motives are basically the same anyway.”
“Yesss!” She jumped and then hugged me. “You are the best friend, you know that?”
“Yeah.” Agreed, mostly because it was true.
So after all that, with my car destroyed, new Pokemon and a new job, it had been a pretty long day already and it was only four o’clock in the afternoon.
“Let’s head home and have some of that cak-RINNG” I began to say before my Pokegear cut me off.
“Who is it?” Lyra asked.
“Dr. Elm- Hello?” I picked up the phone.
“Yes hello, Ethan! We have a problem back here,” Dr. Elm said, sounding more stressed than usual.
“Remember that red-head kid who's been watching us for the last couple weeks?”
My heart skipped a beat. “Oh my fucking god, he totally did not just-”
“I’m afraid he did, I didn’t realize he had a gun on him.” The professor laughed a little bit.
“You’re not hurt, are you?” I asked quickly.
“No, I’m alright. I don’t think the boy even loaded the gun.” he laughed. “I’ve called police and they’re already in the process of trying to find him.”
“I don’t know where you are right now but if you see him, give me a heads up, okay?”
“Right,” I replied “Which Pokemon did he take by the way?”
I slapped my hand on my forehead. “Of course he did.”
“Sorry Ethan,” The professor muttered. “See you soon.”
“Yeah, see you,” And I hung up.
“What’s going on?” Lyra, who always seemed to be out of the loop.
“Remember that kid in the tree who’s been stalking us for the last couple weeks?”
“The bastard stole Chikorita.”
Lyra asked no more questions, I threw (not literally) my PokeGear, the Egg and my new Pokedex into Lyra’s bag and we both sprinted towards Cherrygrove City.