Subject: [PW!] Fire-Flying Pokémon? Date: 7 Apr 1999 06:42:02 GMT From: ig88sw82@aol.com (Ig88sw82) Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Walking down the road toward Viridian City, Mark felt incredibly disappointed. Here he was on his first day as a Pokémon trainer, and he got stuck with an Oddish as his first Pokémon. Not that Oddish wasn't a decent Pokémon, but he was really hoping for a Magnemite. If he ever saw that girl again, things could get ugly. Then Mark noticed that the trail was now covered with a thick layer of tall grass. "Gotta be careful around here," Mark spoke aloud to no one in particular. "Wild Pokémon lurk in tall grasses," and he slowed his pace so as to be less noticeable to whatever was out there. Suddenly, a person came crashing through the reeds - and right into Mark. "Hey, watch it!" he cried, although he was glad to see a person after so much loneliness. "Help me!" the young boy cried, tears streaming from his face. "Help!" "What's wrong, kid?" "The Pokémon! The big Pokémon! It came from above, or below, I couldn't tell, it swooped in, attacked my group - big flaming eyes, fire trailing behind - took our Pokémon, came from nowhere - couldn't see it clearly, just the big red eyes - took our whole group, I escaped -" "Whoa, slow down," Mark attempted to calm the kid down, after all, this must have been some bad nightmare. "There aren't any Pokémon like that, kid. I don't know of any Fire-Flying Pokémon. You just had a nightmare, that's all -" "It was real!" The boy screamed. "No one believes me! Just ask the others! They'll tell you! You've got to find them! Find the others!" "Okay, okay, I'll look for your friends. Calm down, they probably just wandered off somewhere. There's a town back that way," and Mark gestured back toward Pallet, "go stay there for awhile. I promise to find your friends and Pokémon. Okay?" "Okay," but he didn't look okay, Mark thought. Whatever he saw or thought he saw, it was driving him completely crazy. But, with the knowledge that he could do nothing further, the boy wandered toward Pallet. "Good luck," he murmured. Hope I won't need it, Mark thought to himself as he continued his journey toward Viridian City...