Subject: [PW] Angel's Start, and a Strange Message
Date: Tue, 06 Apr 1999 10:17:10 -0400
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Brinngg! Angel’s alarm went off at precisely 7 o clock. The blond girl
opened her eyes groggily and smashed the annoying Rattata clock with her
fist. She turned over and went back to sleep, hidden by the large bed
sheets. Suddenly, in the back of her tired mind, she remembered what day
“I’m getting’ my Pokemon today~!” She said to herself as she bolted
upright in bed. Angel threw on her clothes and made her bed while she
combed her hair and tied her shoes.
“Hi Ma! Only got time for some toast! Bye Ma!” A flaxen-haired flash
whizzed by Mrs. Chao, who was preparing some eggs and bacon. Angel
snatched a piece of toast as it popped from the toaster and shoved it in
her mouth as she ran out the door. Mrs. Chao sighed and set the table.
No doubt Angel would be late…as usual.
Angel raced by the other houses on her street in Pallet Town. Although
out of breath, she kept running…jeez, this was super important! She
*had* to get there early! As she zipped by the last house on her street,
she noticed three kids crowded around something. Inside her head a
battle waged. *Go take a look. It’ll only be a second, and then you can
run super fast.* One voice said. *Don’t! You’re late enough already!*
The other argued. In the end, curiosity won. Angel jogged over to the
“Hey, watcha doin’…” She trailed off as she noticed they were poking a
near-dead looking Eevee with sticks. Now, Angel’s usually pretty quiet,
and minds her own business. Usually. Seeing a Pokemon hurt and not taken
care of really burned her up. She turned angrily to the tallest boy.
“That poor Eevee! That is no way to treat a living thing! I’d engage you
in a Pokemon battle…uh…if I had a Pokemon.” The boys looked at her as
though she had just dropped from the sky.
“You don’t even have a Pokemon yet? Ha!” One said. Angel was silent as
her eyes burned. “Hey, what’s wrong with her eyes?” The youngest boy
whispered. Angel’s mysterious affliction was happening, she could feel
it. Her eyes were turning the color of anger, a bright blood red. She
looked up at the startled kids and glared at them.
“AUGHH!” They screamed in unison, and forgetting about the Eevee, they
dropped the sticks and raced away.
“Whew.” Andy sighed. “That was not fun.” She pressed her finger where
she thought a pulse should be. Ever so faintly Angel felt tiny, spaced
out beats. “Geez, I gotta get you to a hospital or something…” Angel
murmured as she gently picked up the Eevee. It whimpered as she lightly
brushed its hind legs. Casting a longing look at Professor Oak’s lab,
she ran the opposite direction to the nearest Pokemon Center.
White. White. White white white. The Eevee was surrounded in a world of
nothingness. It squeaked in fear as unknown shapes hustled it into
another room of white and stuck tubes in it. *Where’s momma? And poppy?
And sista and brudda?* It wondered groggily, as the tranquilizers began
setting in. *Losted…* The Eevee lost consciousness.
Angel bit her fingernails nervously, and glanced at the clock for the
forty-eighth time. Oooh, she was so late it wasn’t even funny! Her eyes
were a cloudy gray, the color of worry. Couldn’t Eevee hurry up and be
healed already? She thought, twisting the strand of black hair around
About an hour later, Nurse Joy walked into the waiting room, holding a
happy looking Eevee. She handed it to Angel, who bit her lip
“What’s wrong?” Nurse Joy asked as she washed off her hands.
“Um, it’s just…I don’t have any Pokeballs yet, and this isn’t even my—“
“Nonsense~! Let your Eevee stay out, and for heaven’s sake, go buy some
Angel had been protesting in the background, but she gave up, seeing
Nurse Joy wasn’t going to be talked down.
“Well, come on…uh, what’s your name, anyway Do you have one?” The Eevee
had been looking up at her with shining eyes. It shook its head while
nuzzling her leg. She giggled and put it on her shoulder.
“I’ll call you Sweetie. You’re just too cute~!” Sweetie chirped happily.
“Okay, Sweetie, hold on!” Angel yelled as she sprinted to the lab in the
About 20 kids holding Pokeballs filtered out of the lab, almost running
over Angel. She squirmed through them and exploded into the lab,
knocking right into…Professor Oak!
“Oh jeez! I’m so sorry Professor! Let me help you!” She helped the man
up. He squinted at her and laughed.
“Ah, Angel, you’ve finally arrived! I was beginning to think you’d
forgotten to come today!” He chucked. Angel’s bad memory was known
throughout the whole town.
“Even I couldn’t forget something like this, Professor Oak!” Angel said,
eyes a happy blue.
“Are there any Pokemon left?”
Professor Oak nodded and smiled, pulling a Pokeball from his jacket.
“Everyone wanted this one, but I saved it just for you!” He said
It was a Caterpie. A *Caterpie*! Angel couldn’t believe her eyes when
the weak Bug Pokemon appeared in front of her. She felt as though she
would break down crying then and there, eyes a dark blue.
“Well, Angel, what do you think?” Professor Oak asked.
Angel swallowed her tears.
“Um…thanks Professor Oak! It’s…really…nice.” She said lamely.
“Excellent!” Professor Oak said, clapping her on the back. “Now here’s
your PokeDex, and five Pokeballs. Happy hunting!” He waved her away as
one of his assistants came up with a paper and a confused look on his
“Bye Pallet Town!” Angel cried as she walked out, Whisper the Caterpie
on one shoulder, Sweetie the Eevee on the other.
“Hey Angel!” A black haired hair and brown haired boy ran to catch up
“Hi Ebony, Caleb.” She said warmly to her friends. Ebony tossed her
“Sorry I can’t hang around, Angel, but I’ve got Pokemon to catch and
trainers to beat! See ya!” Ebony sniffed, walking away.
Angel gritted her teeth. “Sometimes she really grinds my nerves!”
“Ebony’s like that sometimes. But anyway, good luck!” He waved and
into the forest in front of them.
Angel was about to follow when she clutched her head and fell on her
knees. Concerned, Whisper patted her cheek. Angel looked up.
“Don’t you two hear that?” She asked. “It’s like…like someone was
calling me. Not just me…others.” Sweetie and Whisper looked at each
other, concerned. What was happening to their trainer?
“Come on. We’re going to Saffron city!” Whisper and Sweetie face
faulted. Saffron?! That was halfway across the world! They were zapped
quickly into their Pokeballs as Angel started running.
If anyone else is starting out, or in the same general area as Angel,
feel free to interact~!