Subject: [PW!] A Poké-Mystery Date: 9 Apr 1999 06:37:11 GMT From: ig88sw82@aol.com (Ig88sw82) Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Ebony wrote: > "Come on, Sting! We gotta get this little guy to a Pokemon Center, and fast!" >Ebony placed Sting on her shoulder and started running through the forest, >almost colliding with a boy in a green army jacket. She scowled, but kept going. > "Sorry, I don't have time to stop!" She called over her shoulder. Sting chirped >in agreement. "Wait," Mark cried out, "what's wrong with that Rattata?" "I found it this way. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get to the Pokémon Center right away!" Mark then brought out the Pokéball containing the injured Weedle. "I was just taking this burned-up Weedle to the center myself. Let's get going!" "Oddish," Mark's Pokémon added. "Well, what are we waiting for? Lets go!" the girl cried out, eager to heal the pitiful-looking Rattata. --- "So, who are you?" Mark was trying to put up conversation with the girl as the Pokémon were being healed. "My name's Ebony," the girl replied, her strangely purple eyes glinting in the light. "How about you?" "I'm Mark. I just started my Pokémon adventure, and I already think I'm in over my head." "About that," Ebony cut in, "why were those Pokémon so burned up? There aren't any fire Pokémon in these areas." She paused for a moment to brush her black hair out of her eyes. "No idea. One mystery just seems to lead to another." "Well, I for one am gonna get to the bottom of this." Mark then stood up. "Since we're both gonna try to solve this mystery, why don't we work together?" At that, Mark stretched out his hand. "Well, how about it?"