First Route!! Sherlock Nick in High Prairie!!

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Well...now having the supplies needed to survive his starting days in Lanorae, Nick and his new Iglora, Rage, have set off on Route One. So, this is the start of my second journey, a new region, new Pokemon! Yippee!! I need to get all my ideas and tasks in order though. Nick stopped suddenly and placed a finger upon his dome, Rage stopping and staring at Nick as well, puzzled to what his trainer could be thinking already. So far, Rage has been good, seeing himself as being kind and not acting in an unruly manner.

"Okay...I believe my tasks are...

• First, I need to find my father who is somewhere in this region researching...
  
  Then I believe...
  
  
• Secondly, is getting data on the Lanorae Pokemon for the Professor, so she can look and examine the Lanorae native.
  
  Oh yeah!!
  
  
• Plus, I have to go capture all the Pokemon I can from here.
  

Nick sighed and looked Rage's way. "Hmph. You and I are in for a hell of a journey together Rage, here and now maybe our last time of rest and tranquility." Nick and Rage stared at each other for a short while, and then both turned their heads forward.

"Forward...MARCH!!" Nick bellowed reaching in deep, and releasing a burst of energy in the form of sound. Now he and Rage had taken off...running down Route 1.

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Symmetric Bump...Cool...

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<sup>((Eh... Here's a Glameow for all the wait. XDD))

Something was lying ahead, something small and furred... And it was sleeping, right in the middle of the road. The creature turned out to be a Glameow, curled up in a war and fuzzy ball as i snoozed away - not a care in the world.

"Mreow... Glamreow..."</sup>

Event!

^{You have spotted a male Glameow, level 07.}

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Nick was excited seeing that there was a sleeping Glameow...seemingly open for capture. Hmmm...attacking it would be a smart move, but since it's already asleep, throwing a ball should suffice. Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out an empty PokeBall. "Alright..." He said, pulling his arm back. Then from his hand flew the red and white PokeBall Glameow's way. Rage stood and watched as the ball headed towards Glameow.

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<sup>The Poke'Ball shook once, twice, thrice....

POOF!

In a flash of red the feline was back out, awake now and angry-looking. It seemed the Glameow had been in a light sleep, simply resting and minding his own business, before a foolish boy tried to catch him with such ease?! What kind of insult was this to him?!

"Mreow!!! Glameow meow!"

Lunging the cat attempted to scratch the boy on the face, before turning around and dashing into the long blades of grass.</sup>

Event!

^{Wild male Glameow has fled!}

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Nick's mouth dropped to the ground as he saw the Glameow flee. Wait...this is my second Pokemon journey, but I made a noob move like that. What was I thinking. He thought turning towards Rage. Rage looked at Nick in a disapproving manner. Apparently Rage imagined his trainer being a bit better than what he's been exhibiting, apparently Rage felt Nick was inadequete as his trainer.

"Uhh...wow. Rage...yeah. See...umm...I kinda pictured that going a little different...uhhh...yeah. We'll shrug it off right no more Noob moves, kay?" He said trying to explain himself to Rage and to himself. Nick was in a real state of shock seeing he was a pretty accomplished trainer, but somehow made a move like that.

Now what? Hmm...guess I just continue my journey...yeah. Nick scratched his head and then took off forward. Rage sighed and followed behind, still disappointed in Nick.

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<sup>SOmething crawled down the path at his own tempo, the bug Pokemon clearly having no rush or pressure of going anywhere. He was going where he wanted, when he wanted. And no one could say otherwise, no one. The Weedle was oblivious to Nick ad Rage, having his back turned to them, and spotted at the edge of the path where grass begun to grow again. And there the Pokemon started to feed at his speed and no one else's.

"Weedle... Weedle... Dle..."</sup>

Event!

^{You have spotted a male Weedle, level 05!}

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Nick walked and halted seeing the small bug Pokemon traveling at his own pace, no emotion. Despite the fact, a tall 16 year old and his Iglora was right there watching him. Nick smirked, he was quite impressed with the little bug, even though he did nothing to impress...so it seemed.

Wow this little bug seems to have some heart, I bet he's a fiery battler despite his small stature. Nick reached into his pocket for another PokeBall, but remembered the other incident. Hmm...this time I should take a few more precautions.

"Rage, get ready, we're about to have our first battle together." Nick said. Rage flexed and stepped forward. Rage was extremely happy that this moment finally comes. Though there were doubts in his head, he knew this was the only way to possibly disprove those doubts he had.

"Rage, use Scratch!" His trainer called. Rage ran forward his small little arms forward, charging preparing to Scratch the poisonous bug.

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<sup>The attack conected on the unsuspecting Weedle, sending the bug type hurling through the air and smashing against a tree. Ouch, that had to hurt... Amazingly enough the bug did got up after that Critical Hit, teary eyed and with a massive bump on his forehead, a few inches to the right of his horn. It was a rather comical sight, though.

"Weedle, WEEDLE!!!"

Uh-oh, it seems Rage made him mad now... And thus the little bug allowed a string of sticky white fluids to fly in the direction of the Iglora, before following the String Shot with a shower of poisoned darts,better known as Poison Sting.

Seems this bug meant business.</sup>

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Nick noticed the speeding string heading Rage's way, and wasn't really afraid, but the following Poison Sting was frightening. "Rage...Run!!!" He called. Rage lowered his large head and set off running toward Nick. Though he got a bit far, the string managed to get a hold of his feet and they stuck. "Oh no!!" Nick said shockingly. Then, as suspected...the Poison Sting connected with Iglora knocking him to the ground, luckily...unpoisoned.

"ARGH!!" Nick shook his head in dismay, disappointed in his Pokemon's battle skills. What should I expect...I can't expect the same of him, like my other previous Pokemon. Ah. We have to win this battle. I will condition Rage and that's for sure! Nick lifted his head, and his body's posture became more confident in look. "Alright, Rage! You're okay, get up and use Growl!!"

Rage wiggled and kicked, and soon some of the stringing was loosened a bit, just enough for Rage to stand. Luckily, him being an Iglora he had big and powerful feet at his use. As his mouth opened a power instilled Growl came out, sound loud enough to travel through the region of Lanorae.

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<sup>The Weedle shivered, his attack lowered. Still, the bug would not give up, and shot yet another String Shot at his opponent. This time, though, the sticky string was headed for the Iglora's mouth - instead of the feet.

Annoying vermin should be shut up, or so the Weedle thought. Mmm... Quite a high and mighty Weedle, no?</sup>

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"Rage, ignore the shot and let it hit, it's all good." Nick chuckled. If it hits his mouth, though he won't be able to let out such a good Growl, a Leer and Scratch attack will still be possible. Nick thought in his mind. Rage shook his head and as his trainer said and let the String Shot wrap his mouth...shut. Rage was now confused at the happenings, as he was told to let a String Shot hit and wrap his mouth, with no further instructions. Though as always he stayed positive and still continued to believe his trainer would pull through, though his faith was substantially lower than before.

"Rage it's okay, listen carefully. I want you to charge towards the Weedle and use Leer and then follow up with a Scratch attack!" Rage nodded and ran forward with his large feet, and his eyes began to shine with an ominous spark as he stared at the Weedle. He then moved his arms forward in preparation for a Scratch.