The Poke Ball was heavier than George thought it would have been. Backspace. It was also warm, not uncomfortably warm, but warm like it was alive. Backspace. Maybe it had a Pokemon inside it.
“Uh, Poke Ball, go!” George said, tossing the ball into the air. Backspace. Sure enough, it opened and shot out a bright red beam that zigzagged as it shot towards the ground. Backspace. The beam pulled back into the ball; the ball closed and landed gently in George’s hand.
Standing in front of George was a small, snake-like Pokemon. Backspace. It was light blue with a white underbelly and small white wings on its head. Backspace. It looked at George with its big eyes. The Pokemon wasn’t scared, but it did seem confused.
“Whoa…a Dratini." I'm afraid now. George had seen TV shows about Dratini; they were very rare and possessed intelligence on par with that of humans. I thought that was Dragonite. And Backspace key, mate. They usually lived deep in water-filled caves.
George was wondering what a Poke Ball with a rare Pokemon was doing lying on the ground when he noticed a label on the bottom.
PROPERTY OF OAK POKEMON LABORATORY, PALLET TOWN, KANTO
Well, now George knew where it came from. Backspace. Oak must have dropped it when he was leaving. Backspace. Oak would probably want it back, George thought. Backspace. Besides, George couldn’t do anything with the Dratini because it wasn’t his.
Then George thought of something. Backspace. If he brought the Dratini back to Oak, Oak would probably be very grateful. Backspace. So grateful that maybe he’d be able to give George a Pokemon even without the consent of his mother. Backspace. It couldn’t be too far to Pallet Town; he could probably get there and come home before his mom knew he was gone. Backspace. After that his mom couldn’t keep him at home anymore -- he’d be a Pokemon trainer and he’d be able to go on adventures just like all his friends did. Unneeded word right there.
George lifted the Poke Ball, pointed it at the Dratini, and said, “Dratini, return."
The ball opened and a red beam of light shot out again. Backspace. It surrounded the Dratini, which seemed to dissolve into it. Backspace. It then pulled back as the ball closed.
George slipped the ball into his pocket, got on his bike, and started pedaling south towards Viridian Forest. Backspace. It wasn’t very far, only a couple minutes. Backspace. You No! Bad boy! No switching back into second-person! could even see the gate from the edge of Pewter City.
As he was about to go through the gate, George realized that he was about to go into a place full of wild Pokemon without a Pokemon of his own. Backspace. I won’t be in there too long, he thought. Backspace. He decided it wasn’t something to be too concerned about and walked through the gate.
Inside the forest it was much darker. Backspace. Little sun got through the canopy of trees. Backspace. George began walking south; he had seen enough maps to know that was the general direction he needed to go. Backspace. With each step the forest grew darker, and the surrounding noises grew more frequent… and sinister-sounding. Backspace. Every once in a while George thought he saw out of the corner of his eye a pair of red eyes staring at him through the trees, but when he turned to look, there was nothing there. Backspace. George could also hear buzzing, but the source always seemed just out of sight in the dense forest. IT'S A BEEDRILL, YOU IDIOTIC GEORGE OF A GEORGE.
George kept walking for what seemed like hours, or days. Backspace. George couldn’t tell; he had lost all sense of time in the darkness of the forest. Or it could be that he's not one to exercise. And Backspace key, cap. With every step that didn’t bring the exit into view George grew more anxious. Backspace. He hadn’t expected to be in the forest for so long.
Occasionally George saw movement in the tall grass around him, but whatever it was ran away before he could see what it was. BEEDREILL. IT'S A BEEDRILL.
In the darkness the ever-present buzzing sound got louder. Backspace. It seemed to George like it was getting closer; he could tell which direction it was coming from now. Backspace. George turned towards the noise, and what he saw made him melt with terror. Backspace. A fully-grown Beedrill SEE? I TOLD YOU, IDIOT GEORGE! was charging right at him. Backspace. Not knowing what to do, George got up and ran as fast as he could. Backspace. But the Beedrill was gaining. Backspace. George hurried, not wanting to know what the Beedrill would do if it captured him. Backspace. He knew that Beedrill didn’t have a reputation for being friendly. Well, they aren't very good huggers, I know that.
As George ran he started to see light coming through the trees like when he first entered the forest. Backspace. He started running faster to get to the exit before the Beedrill caught up to him.
But as Unneeded. just as George thought he was home free another Beedrill flew out of the woods in front of him. Backspace. He didn’t know what to do; the path he was on was blocked from both sides. Backspace. He made a decision to run to the left, off the path and deeper into the forest.
George quickly realized this was a mistake. YOU THINK, GEORGE, YOU THINK? And Backspace key, mate. There was no path; he had no idea where he was. Backspace. Just then he tripped on a tree root and fell flat on his face. But...he wasn't even moving. And Backspace key. The two Beedrill were coming fast; George scrambled to get up only to realize the Poke Ball had fallen out of his pocket when he fell. Backspace. George turned to look for it, but stopped when he saw the Dratini standing in Backspace. front of him. HOW? IT HAS NO LEGS? And Backspace. It looked happy to see him.
The buzzing sound made by the two Beedrill was getting closer. Backspace. George didn’t know what to do. Backspace. Then he thought, I’ve seen plenty of Pokemon battles -- I can beat these Beedrill. Hey, look, a positive thought.
The first Beedrill emerged from the trees. Backspace. It turned towards George and the Dratini and charged, jabbing widely with its needles.
“Dratini, dodge it!” George yelled.
Just as Beedrill was about to hit Dratini with its Twin Needle attack, the Dratini jumped. BUT HOW? IT HAS NO LEGS? And Backspace, mate. Beedrill’s attack missed, and Beedrill kept going.
George realized he had no idea what attacks the Dratini knew. Enter key here.
“Uhh...Tackle it?” he yelled. HE'S yelling UNSURELY? That SEEMS WEIRD.
Dratini dove downward and slammed Beedrill into the ground. Backspace. Then, it turned back to George, and seemed to make a facial expression of happiness. ...That is commonly known as a smile, you poor, depressed George.
George walked over and picked up Dratini’s Poke Ball. Backspace. As he was standing up the other Beedrill flew out of the trees.
“Hey, Beedrill," George said. Backspace. “If you don’t want to end up like your friend here then go away."
The Beedrill looked at the unconscious Beedrill on the ground and then at Dratini. Backspace. Then it seemed to growl BUT IT HAS NO VISIBLE MOUTH. before turning around and flying back into the deeper part of the forest.
“Uhh, Dratini, return?” George said, holding out the Poke Ball. Backspace. The red beam of light shot out and surrounded Dratini, pulling it back into the ball. Backspace. George looked around. Backspace. He could see the path from where he was standing; he walked back to it. Backspace. Once he got there he started walking south towards the exit.