“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”
*SPLOOOOSH!*
It was nighttime, and Matthew flew in and splashed into a remote part of the seas South of Kanto. Fortunately, there was a nearby reef, and Matthew swam to it and got out of the water.
“Huh-huh.” Matthew gasped for air. “What the hell was that Blaine doing? He held ME hostage, ATTACKED me, and he has the audacity to say it was all a game? And WHY would he warp me away like Kuma?” he asked, pondering to himself. “Shit, it’s cold...” he said, shivering at the cool, autumn night temperature. “Why didn’t I ever catch a Fire Pokemon? Ugh....”
Matthew survived the cool night, and he woke up to a warm morning. “Ugh, I wonder if there’s anything on this reef I could use?” he asked to himself. He walked to the other side of the reef and saw a creature splashing around. “Huh? A Pokemon?” he took out his Pokedex and scanned the creature.
Seel
Seal Pokemon
Type: Water
“Awesome! A Water Pokemon! I’ll get you!” Matthew wickedly said to the Seel with a mean grin.
“Seeeel....” said the passive Seel, and it shrugged off, and dove into the water, and came back with a Stone in its mouth.
“What you got there?” Matthew asked.
“Seel!” Seel said with a mean grin of its own, as it started to glow white, and evolved! “Dew-gong-gong-gong!” said the newly evolved Dewgong.
“What? So, you evolve for me? That’s awesome. You’re mine!” he said, taking out a Pokeball.
“Dew.” said Dewgong, as it touched its flipper onto the Stone, and again began to glow white.
“What? Dewgongs can’t evolve!” Matthew said, despite the fact Dewgong was indeed evolving once again.
Manateena
Type: Water/Ice
Thanks to a Mist Stone, Dewgong was able to evolve again, and unlock new powers.
“Shit!” said Matthew, as Manateena shot an Ice Beam at him, again blasting him away into the sea incased in ice.
*CRASH*
“Augh!” moaned Matthew, he was freezerburnt, and very dizzy. Fortunately, he was on a tropical island, with the sun heating him up quickly. “Ugh, where am I?” Matthew asked himself. He stood up, and noticed a long strip of land a short sea away. Behind him, he saw what appeared to be an established camp site, with cutting boards built onto the trees and a campfire pit dug, but nobody was camping. Matthew decided to walk up the long beach. Suddenly, from out of a bush of sea grape leaves, popped out a figure.
“Pika!” said what appeared to be a Pokemon.
“Whoa! It’s a Pikachu!” said Matthew.
“Pika?” the Pikachu said, turning its head. “Pika?” it said again, tilting its head the other way. “Pika?” it asked a third time, tilting its head back.
“Huh? What’s going on?” Matthew said, he took out his Pokedex, enabled the “Translate” feature and scanned the Pikachu.
“What? What? What?” said the Pokedex translating the Pikachu’s dialogue.
“Oh wow! A retarded Pikachu!” said an excited Matthew. “Ultra Ball, GO!” Matthew said, throwing an Ultra Ball at the Pikachu. Matthew captured it.
“Haha! Awesome!” said Matthew, proud of his capture. “But I wonder, where am I?”
“Ah! Bey! Whas gern on bey?” asked a short, chubby man wearing a straw hat and flower patterned shirt. He was approaching Matthew from the other side of the beach. “Whatchu sayin solja!” said the guy.
“Uh, hi, I’m lost.” said Matthew. “The GYM LEADER of Cinnabar Island kidnapped me and kept making me do these stupid things with his ocarina, and then he had the BALLS to humiliate me in front of the whole town, and act like it was a big joke, and just to kick ME away for not “playing along.”” Matthew groaned to the local.
“Ah bey, whatever. I ayn here to help you. You on your own! I jes here to let you know where you is. Welcome to the Southern Islands, bey. We hope you enjoy your time here in paradise!” said the Southern Island local.
“Paradise? You call this paradise!?” Matthew retorted. “I’m LOST! Do you have a Water or Flying Pokemon?” he asked.
“Nah bey, I ayn a Pokemon trainer! I jus here to tell you where you is.” answered the local.
“Then how did you get here?” Matthew asked.
“Bey, you asking me too many questions!” the local said, apparently surprised. “See, we from here!” he continued. “We can swem!” he said, as he walked into the water, and swam away. “So long maan! Take care! I ga see you again!” he finished, and vanished into the sea.
“Hmm. I don’t think Farfetch’d would be able to carry me that far.” Matthew said to himself. “Shit! I shouldn’t have traded that Gyarados!” he said, making a regret. He continued walking up the beach, until he got to a path in the bushes. “Hmmm.” Matthew said. There was a signpost, Matthew approached it and read it.
Junk Beach - 3 Miles North
Castle Settlement - 6 Miles North
“Christ, why’s it gotta be so far away?” Matthew screamed, as he in his exhaustion, walked up the path, hoping the trip to Castle Settlement will be smooth.
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