This is my first story. I hope I pass!
Pokemon wanted: Caterpie
Difficulty Level: Easiest
The morning forest seemed to be quiet and peaceful, but if one stayed quiet and concentrated hard enough, then they would be able to hear all of the sounds echoing about, smell the aroma lingering in the air, and see everything that was going on. They could see mice scampering across the lush undergrowth, their violet-hued fur rustling. There were mice in the trees, too, their yellow fur and distinct lightning bolt tail standing out as they squeaked to each other while munching on berries. In the trees, you could see tan owls with brown wings sleeping in their holes, looking very dignified, as if someone could snatch their pride away in a flash. Occasionally, one would see groups of purple butterflies, fluttering their graceful wings in flight. But more commonly, one would see the many other insects and creatures that made their home in the serene forest.
And they might see this. A green caterpillar with yellow rings, curled up in its sleep. Its red antennae swayed softly in the wind as it started uncurl itself. It started to stretch its body on the branch it was standing on, as its underside reveals a bright yellow underbelly and four little feet. Its eyes slowly begin to open. The caterpillar stopped suddenly, blinked, then finally opened its eyes wide. It looked around, and it decided that the first thing it was going to do was...eat some leaves on the branch it was standing on.
“Caterpie, caterpie,” it chirped after a couple of poor leaves were eaten away, one big chomp after another, until the big mass of green only seemed to be little slivers of color. The one who ate the former greenery was a growing Caterpie.
However, the Caterpie wished to be something different. Every day seemed to be the same routine; it would wake up, chomp on leaves, take a nap, chomp on some more leaves, take another nap, chomp on even more leaves, then go to sleep. Every day since it hatched from its egg had been the same, boring, and everyday routine. But this Caterpie wanted something more. It wanted excitement, adventure, something that would distinguish each day from the last one.
But it didn’t want too much excitement. Sometimes it saw pale creatures with arms and legs, and bags with straps around their shoulders, and they usually meant trouble. Why? Because they carried with them small red and white spheres, and the spheres would sometimes open to reveal either an orange lizard with a yellow underside and a flame on the end of its tail, a blue turtle who squirted water, or a green four-footed thing with a bulb on its back. Sometimes, it saw the inhabitants of the forest being battled and then absorbed with a red light by the mysterious spheres. Sometimes they came back out; sometimes they were never seen again.
This Caterpie did not want to be inside one of those spheres; they seemed to be very scary. Plus, it couldn’t decide which of the mysterious creatures were the scariest. The orange lizard could blow out fire, and fire was scary enough for it. The blue turtle mysteriously bubbled out water, the same stuff it drank from leaves every morning. And the green bulb-carrying thing could release some kind of silvery-green powder, and if the victim inhaled it, they would fall asleep. It didn’t want anything to have to do with them, because then it would be a big overdose of excitement.
One day, Caterpie was crawling along a tree branch when it suddenly heard a whoosh! That sound meant that a Pidgeotto was going to swoop down and try to catch it! Instinctively, Caterpie loosened its grip on the branch and quickly crawled down to the underside of it. Luckily, the timing of the reaction was accurate, and the Pideotto flew away, bickering to itself about being too slow to catch its meal.
Unfortunately, in its haste Caterpie had forgotten to place the lifeline piece of silk its kind uses, and poor Caterpie fell down to the forest floor. Fortunately for the tiny bug, it landed on some spongy moss, and the impact wasn’t as bad than if the moss had not been growing there.
After a moment of initial shock, the Caterpie realized that it needed to get back up onto the tree if it was to take a nap or do anything else. Right then, a horde of Ratatta suddenly ran past Caterpie. Soon the horde was followed by rustling in the trees, then a pack of Pikachu revealed themselves as they hurried in the same direction, with a clear look of fear in their eyes. Before the Caterpie knew it, it heard the sound of...footsteps. Crunch, crunch, crunch; the sound of leaves crackling under some feet. Caterpie knew that it should hurry away from the sound like everyone else was doing, but it was too scared to move. Then, the footsteps revealed to be one of the pale creatures, along with the orange lizard, and, even worse, there was a bulb-backed thing with them, too.
Caterpie stared in shock. If the pale creature with the Pokemon was bad enough, the pale creature had spotted it, and sent forward the bulb back. Caterpie had no choice but to battle.
Caterpie tried to spit out its silk in a String Shot attack, but the bulb back was faster. It whipped a vine onto the poor bug before it even had a chance! Then, Caterpie got hit with a full-on Tackle attack. Caterpie had no chance to retaliate, as it was too weak to move. The pale creature saw this, and pulled out something that made Caterpie even more desperate to move, a red and white sphere. The pale one threw it at Caterpie as it squirmed in despair. It felt its freedom disappearing as it got absorbed into the sphere. Resistance was futile now. Caterpie was caught in the sphere.
Caterpie was in total despair. It didn’t want to be taken away from its home; it didn’t want to leave so early. Now, it regretted wishing for more adventure. If this was going to be more adventure, then it couldn’t handle it. Why did the pale creature want to catch it? Caterpie wished that it was accidentally knocked out instead. Then it wouldn’t have to travel in this crummy sphere. It couldn’t see anything at all. Caterpie wondered why it even thought of adventure, and of what horror lay ahead of it as its new trainer moved on into the forest.