Quiet. Silence. Calm. All around him there was life, pouring out from every different angle as he crawled through the grass. Taking in all the smells and colors of his vibrant world, he briefly recalled what had brought him here. Reis had lived his entire life as a shut in, a recluse, unaware of the world all around him, unsure that the next step he took would have any measure of safety. "Hikkikomori," they had termed him. It was a constant problem for his parents to have such a problematic child and they tried their best to draw him out, to incorporate him into the world. His dad would sit outside his room and talk about how he had first heard the sheer number of Pokemon in the known world, a simple 150. As time went on, he would tell how things were so simple in those times, but the more they discovered, the wilder the world became. He told of the diabolic Team Rocket, how they had been trounced by a young hero, who now lived alone honing his body and spirit alongside his legendary team.
Time would flow and eventually Reis would become the man he had become today, mainly due to the presence of the creature beside him. A violet orb surrounded by a thick vapor, with wild eyes and a malicious grin, he owed Gastly the world, and treated him as a precious companion. Their meeting was the turning point of his life, and he would never forget those moments. However, all his brief reminiscing was for naught. The task at hand was that soft rustling just ahead. Bringing his fingers to the rim of his white fedora and pushing it up where he could see clearly he made sure that his target was well within his sights. "Pidgey," he spoke the word softly to himself and his companion, almost caressing the word. "The littlest child can become the grandest hero. A small, unassuming form, just like yours Gastly. However, just as you can become something all the more impressive, so can it. That Pidgey will become the key we need to soar high above the clouds, to take wing across the world as we look for that...." Trailing off he recognized the wheezing laughter of his companion, similar to a mischievous canine sidekick from the old cartoons. Gastly was not taking his speech seriously. That was their relationship though. Gastly was more of a prankster than anything, and Reis' speeches tended to get a bit corny. Of course, this was because he had not quite gotten used to talking regularly in the outside world. So, he closed his lips together and stood, taking a slap at Gastly's form in retribution. The trickster pokemon simply continued his laughing as he phased to the other side of his trainer. Of course, their little play did not go unnoticed, as the tiny bird pokemon lifted it's head over the grass and it's eyes met Reis'.
Tilting his fedora over his eye he made a quick motion to Gastly and the laughter ceased immediately. Even though the orb liked to play, it knew that when it was time to battle, there was time for play and time for fear. This time, Reis wanted to spook the little Pidgey into submission, and it had just the strategy to do so. "Lick," was the one word out of his mouth, the voice that came out slightly more steady than the dreamy one that had chalked up that little speech. Gastly's attack path did not falter as it let it's tongue lull out almost comically, rocketing straight towards it's intended victim. They always said nature knew how to protect it's own, and this little bird knew how to use the nature around it. Fighting the fear it turned and began to run, it's feet scratching at the ground, kicking up dirt and splashing it into the eyes and mouth of the approaching foe. While he did try to avoid it, the gaseous orb flew out of the cloud of dirt and dust spitting and shaking it's head furiously to get the sand out of it's eyes and mouth. Reis dusted his grey blazer off as some of the dust had managed to get on him, but he had had enough distance to step out of the way of the cloud that had messed with his companion's sight. Wasting no time, he turned his attention to the floating orb as it recovered and issued the command again, "Lick." The goal here was not to harm the small creature this time. He understood that weakening it would make the capture easier but he preferred to mess with his opponents senses, it's perception of reality itself. Taking his cue from the simple command, Gastly dive bombed the tiny bird once more, and the young Pidgey realized it was running short of options. With little elsewhere to go in the grass surrounding it, the bird backed itself up and waited for Gastly to get just within reach, before it reared it's head back and then followed with a fierce thrust, it's beak aiming straight for Gastly's outstretched tongue. There was something to be said for how the gaseous orb used it's incorporeal body so skillfully, and as the beak almost pierced his tongue, it moved it out of the way and licked a trail up the side of the beak and over the bird's head.
Clearly traumatized by the assault, the bird's eyes seemed to understand that it was cornered by this terrible thing, but it was not done yet. As Reis uttered the command "Hypnosis," the last bit of survival instinct kicked in and the bird began to frantically beat it's wings. The air began to swirl in a terrifying vortex that began to close the space between Pidgey and Gastly, increasing in size before the former launched the Whirlwind at the latter. Again, Gastly's crafty personality showed itself, as it began to ride the outer edge of the vortex, it's misty glow almost being pulled inside. Using the vortex as a slingshot, it rode the circulation twice before it launched itself right in front of the Pidgey and locked eyes, an eerie tint glazing over as it pulled away it's enemy's strength and left only weariness. Reis thought it a done deal, but the Pidgey seemed to continue to fight. Yes, this would be a worthwhile acquisition, and he would be proud if this creature became his companion. Sliding his hand to his bag, he grabbed a Poke Ball and reared back to throw it, waiting for the tell-tale sign of Hypnosis' effects. As the Pidgey nodded off, the entire weight of it's body sending it to the side, he launched the ball, his Gastly hovering out of the way. As the ball flew, it popped open, and the magic of the device began to work as it made it's way towards the Pidgey, that tell-tale glow emanating from within.
Re-done and ready for grading. Why do I feel so rusty....