Chapter 2: Pet name

It's all a matter of following that line of thinking and I will have the life I always dreamed of, I will take advantage of the nepotism and lack of honest competition of my past life to rise to the highest strata in this new life! -

But like most things in life, all the plans and goals that I set for myself in those minutes while I was waiting for the first person I saw with these new eyes to return came to an end the moment I heard a light tapping on the floor. window.; Standing there in the frame was a small bird, one that looked so familiar and so strange at the same time that it shook me completely, with a smile that almost seemed to encompass my entire face and with eyes full of what could being the hope that had abandoned me for so long, I couldn't help but almost scream: PIDGEY!

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It was surprising how quickly I recognized that little friend, its colors, its size, it was definitely a Pidgey, it is very curious as the most common Pokémon in the franchise, the one that we all defeated when starting our adventure was the first to open my eyes to this new reality.

The little bird Pokémon reacted when I shouted its name on impulse. Instead of getting scared or angry, he turned to look at it with the same curiosity with which I looked at it. It seemed quite young, I must say. Getting a little closer to see it, I could see that it wasn't exactly like I remembered, for example, this little guy had a brown spot on his beak, he was a little smaller than what was seen in the anime and he looked quite lively.

I could attribute the size and personality to the fact that it must not have been born very long, that would explain why it does not feel so reluctant towards me, the spot on its beak made me come to the conjecture that perhaps the Pokémon here have certain physical differences, in In the anime, the most you could notice was when a Pokémon was bigger or smaller than its species, if they were shiny, if they had scars, or if they were male or female.

Analyzing it carefully it makes sense that not all Pokémon of the same species are exactly the same, I couldn't imagine trainers recognizing their Pokémon if they were all identical.

Leaving my thoughts aside I wanted to make the most natural movement for this situation, since the little one looked quite friendly I wanted to see if he would allow me to touch him, very carefully I approached the window and spoke to him with the calmest voice I could: " Hello little one, it's a pretty nice day isn't it?."I said, feeling quite silly for the poor choice of words, little Pidgey flapped his wings a little and seemed a little sulking at the word "little one" so I decided to take another approach and told him I said: " Forgive me, I got a little nervous because you are the most magnificent Pidgey I have ever seen. "To myself I thought that it really wasn't a lie since it is the only Pidgey I have ever seen in person.

I think that Pokémon have a very marked nature like in the anime because they react in a colorful way by raising one wing in greeting and somehow smiling with their beak while screeching in a friendly way: "Pid! ". which I found quite adorable I have to admit, it's like when your dog or in this case your bird responds to you when you talk to it, the intelligence it presents is quite intriguing, apparently they understand human language perfectly and know how to respond in their own way.

Seeing that little Pidgey seemed to already like me, I decided to stretch out my hand to touch him when suddenly the door opened and the young Mother entered, accompanied by an older lady dressed in a traditional nurse's uniform. Seeing me near the window, she Young Mother took note of the little Pidgey near me and her eyes widened in horror as she ran to chase away my new friend.

The Pidgey, far from being scared, seems to have been offended and decided to take flight away from where we were. I could only watch with longing as it rose into the sky, taking with it my opportunity to touch a real Pokemon. The young Mother put on a relieved expression when she saw As Pidgey walked away, she closed the window and immediately turned to see me with a frown and said: " Max, I have told you a thousand times the Pokemons are very dangerous! "to which the old nurse responded in a tired tone: "Sister Clarisse, it's just a little Pidgey, there are hundreds in the city and they are very used to people, please don't instill your fear of Pokemons to the children of the orphanage."

Mother Clarisse, which seems to be the young Mother's name, made a reluctant face before remembering why she came into the room in the first place, proceeded to look at me carefully and asked: "Max, how are you feeling? can you remember anything now? " to which I could only respond with a look of resignation as I realized that apparently my new name is Max, which felt very childish and the name you would give your pet.

The nurse, upon seeing our exchange, approached me and asked me to sit down, gave me a small physical examination and proceeded to touch my head in search of any swelling or bruising that reflected a blow to the head or something that justified my apparent lost memory, a little after examining myself he turned to see Mother Clarisse and said to her in a solemn tone: " I'm sorry sister, I can't find any physical reason why the child can't remember anything."

Mother Clarisse, with tears in her eyes, could only lower her head while in her eyes you could see how she analyzed every reason why this was happening. After a few minutes that felt like hours, Mother Clarisse put on an expression as if she had guessed right. answer and asked the old nurse: " Could this be the work of a psychic Pokémon? I recently heard rumors among the trainers who came to town that a Hypno has been seen lately in Viridian Forest attacking young trainers. "

The nurse seemed to analyze the possibility for a moment before ruling it out, answering Mother Clarisse: " I'm sorry, it seems impossible to me, Viridian Forest is half a day away from here, young Max would have no chance of being even remotely close when none of the orphans have even been able to leave Pewter City."

Feeling somewhat impatient while they seemed to make a thousand guesses about what could have happened to me, I decided to take a step forward and tell them: " I think the causes of what is happening to me are irrelevant, for the moment maybe I could remember something if you would help me by telling me things. Let me refresh my memory, apparently my name is Max but that is the only thing I have been able to capture about myself in this conversation. "

They both looked surprised when I took the reins of the conversation, they didn't seem to be used to a child under their care demonstrating that serenity and remaining objective like that, deep down they believed that I would behave like any child and would be panicking or crying. to seas for not knowing who I am.

Mother Clarisse put on a determined face and said to the old nurse: "Max is right, I think the best thing for now would be for me to tell him a couple of things about him to see if he can remember anything, could you please give us some minutes? " The nurse nodded understandingly and left the room, giving Mother Clarisse a worried face before closing the door.

Once the door was closed, Mother Clarisse put on her iconic sweet expression and hurriedly told me everything she needed to know about me.

Apparently my name is Maxwell, I don't have a last name like most of the children at the Saint Christopher orphanage, after the age of 10 when they are old enough to be trainers or focus on some type of work, the orphans can decide which last name to take so Not having a last name will be something that I will be able to solve in a week since Mother Clarisse informs me that this is when my tenth birthday will be. According to Mother Clarisse, I am the typical orphanage clown with excess energy who spends his time making jokes but in his In his own words he has a heart of gold, from what he tells me I had no interest in becoming a Pokemon trainer like the rest of my classmates and my dream was to one day be the director of the Saint Christopher orphanage, he said this last part without seeing me. eyes, so I suspect it is a lie, from then on she explained to me that the orphanage is located in Pewter City and that I arrived here almost 10 years ago when a teenage Mother had no way of taking care of her baby and that she herself took me in the first days of his arrival at the orphanage.

While Mother Clarisse was explaining to me everything she could summarize about me I approached the now closed window to see my reflection, it was a little boy with brown hair and eyes, I can say that I have a good appearance, but he had an expression that was too serious to my new age that ruined any trace of innocence on my face.

After Mother Clarisse finished speaking, there was only a heavy silence before she interrupted it to say: " I'm sorry Max, I think that's all, can I help you remember something? " To which I proceeded to answer: " I really appreciate your effort Mother but I'm still in the same situation, I know it may be somewhat disconcerting for you, but I think there is nothing else I can do, well of course, unless you prefer that we involve psychic type Pokemon so that dig into my head."

With just the mention of Pokemon, Mother Clarisse lost her kind expression and put on a face of fear and rejection that ruined her beautiful countenance, which only reinforced what the nurse commented about her apparent dislike of everything about Pokemon and told me with the most authoritative voice he could make: " No, we will definitely do anything but that, always remember Max, Pokemon are not as good as the league wants to make them seem, even if our society revolves around them, it should never get out of your head that those Things can and will hurt you the moment you let your guard down."

Surprised by Mother Clarisse's reaction, I could only nod my head, which she took as a sign of recognition of what she told me and returned to her sweet smile as she approached and hugged me gently.

Seeing that I returned the hug, Mother Clarisse relaxed and told me in a much calmer tone: " Maybe you don't remember anything right now, but we have a lot of time so that little by little you know once again who you are and become the same again. as always, after all my little Max will be the director of the orphanage one day. "she said, holding a smile between emotion and happiness that warmed my heart.

Which made it more difficult not to feel bad after looking into her eyes and saying with determination: "I'm sorry Clarisse, I already decided that I will be a trainer."