Pallet Town: A Short Story

“So, with everything that happened, I didn't get your name. I'm Ash, Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town.”

The two teens were currently seated in the waiting area of the Viridian Poké Center. After the chase’s finale, Pikachu had collapsed from exhaustion. Luckily, the chase had pushed them to move as fast as they could, reaching Viridian city in record time. What had been meant as a two day walk between cities had been reduced to an eight hour, frantic sprint, though the river had helped a bit too.

“Oh, Misty. Misty Waterflower, from Cerulean City.”

“Cerulean, huh, that’s on the other side of Mt. Moon, right?”

“Yeah, the zubat are a pai-”

“Ash Ketchum to the front desk, Ash Ketchum to the front desk” The PA overhead interrupted.

Making their

“Come on that was a good one!”

“That was bad, and you should feel bad,” Misty stated. On the counter Pikachu nodded in agreement.

“Fine, fine. So avoid electrical attack for a little while huh, I guess that means Brick Break and Iron Tail just moved up the list. I wonder if Pikachu can learn Force Palm…” As the trainer began to plan out the insane training he would be inflicting on his pokémon and himself, the fluttering of a poster drew his attention to a nearby bulletin board. Across the top was the word “Wanted” in big bold red letters while below were two shadowed faces in some sort of uniform. Misty noticed him looking at the poster.

“Oh yeah, those were plastered all over the city. What’s going on Nurse Joy?”

“Oh, it’s horrible, there have been multiple attempts of Pokémon Theft recently. Those are the best pictures that anyone could get. People have been very suspicious of newcomers. I'm surprised Officer Jenny didn't stop you on the way into the