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First Battle

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Pokemon: Weedle

LV: 7

Type: Bug

Ability: ?

Gender: Female

Potential: Dark Bronze

Moves:

Posion Sting, String Shot, Bug Bite

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"Go now Jinbe! Use Tackle!"

The now awake Jinbe rushes towards its enemy, a grim and serious expression on its face. This is it's first battle with it's new trainer. And he would not fail his trainer.

The wheedle seeing the squirtle rushing towards it narrows it's eyes and proceeds to fire a small wave of poision needles towards it's attacker.

"Jinbe, dodge right then keep going."

Doing as it's trainer commands, the turtle leaps right avoiding the oncoming wave of poison needles. Continuing his charge Jinbe has now closed the distance on the weedle. With a might force he proceeds to slam his shoulder into the worm like bug.

The moment he does so weedle is sent flying backwards obviously wounded. However, squirtle didn't let up. The moment the attack sent weedle flying, Jinbe rushed after it maintaining close proximity while awaiting his trainers command.

"Charge tackle, but be careful. Weedle is gonna get desperate and strike here soon. Ddge it's attack then finish it with your tackle."

While both of Yellow's memories are indeed new to battling and pokemon, both had extensively dreamed of such situations and developed many basic ideas on how they should battle.

Just as he had predicted, the weedle lunges out, his fangs glowing as it attempts to bite onto Jinbe using bug bite. However, squirtle takes one short step backwards, managing to zone the bite. Then using all the energy that it had prepared, Jinbe unleashes a full power tackle and slams its shoulder onto the back of the weedle, crushing it into the ground.

As weedle feels the crushing weight and power of squirtle hammering into it, it slowly feels its conciousness draining. Realizing she can never defeat this opponent of hers, she allows herself to fade into the coming unconciousness.

She would be sold. That is for certain. After all what use would she be to a trainer that has already managed to obtain such a strong monster of a pokemon? However.....

Maybe. Just maybe. She would have a chance to grow stronger alongside a trainer. Just like the happy looking squirtle in front of her. Maybe she would even look forward to it.

Sure she would never be as powerful as the pokemon in front of her. Nature was cruel in that way. But, if she could be sold to a loving trainer. Just maybe she could have a happy life.

With those final thoughts darkness overtakes the weedle as she falls unconcious. Seeing this Yellow walks over and gently taps the pokeball to the side of the bugs head.

As he does so, the pokeball pops open and a red light envelops the weedle before dragging her back inside. The ball pops shut and then proceeds to shake.

*Beep.*

*beep*

*Ding!*

"Alright awesome!" Yellow chuckles to himself excitedly as he clips the pokeball to his belt. He then turns to Jinbe.

"Incredible job buddy! You were amazing out there." Yellow compliments his little tutrtle friend while holding out his fist.

Squirtle can't stop a smile from spreading on his face as he nods, reaching up and fist bumping his trainers fist. "Squit! Squirtle! a warm feeling envelops Jinbe as he sees the proud gaze of his trainer looking down at him. He can't the smile on his face. He likes winning with his trainer.

Yellow then proceeds to recall Jinbe to his pokeball before continuing down the road. 'That was amazing. Holy shit I new they'd be fun, but pokemon battles are almost addicting.' He mutters to himself as he feels the rush of adreniln and excitment flowing through him.

The rest of the journey was mostly uneventful as he only spotted pokemon of Iron talent or low bronze. He didn't even bother catching these pokemon and simply continued traveling until it came time to make camp.

Releasing Jinbe from his pokeball, Yellow proceeds to unroll his sleeping bag, "Hey Jinbe, can you go gather some wood for a fire please?"

"Squirtle!" The little ninja turtle replies in response while saluting in a joking manner, drawing a chuckle from Yellow.

"this jurney... I can't wait for what's to come!"

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