Snippet #1629782

Adinitium Pokemon Center

Mike awoke in the middle of the night, a blanket wrapped around him. He yawned a bit and looked out the window next to him. It was easy to tell that dusk had already past and the moon was shown, full in the sky. He could swear in saw a pokemon flying in the sky, passing in front of the moon as it continued its flight. The trainer then stood up and went straight to the large, glass window giving anyone looking in a view at any injuried pokemon forced in there. But toninght there was only one; the Houndour.

With all the equipment around it gone, Mike could get a good view of the injuried pokemon. She seemed to be looking better but, now the trainer could actually see the Houndour's ribs, proving that Nurse Joy was right when she said that it hadn't eaten for days. There were also plenly of cuts and bruises, proving once agin, to the trainer's dismay, that the nurse had been right. Mike sighed as he watched the pokemon breathe. At first he had hoped to catch it after it reecovered but, it was now clear that, it probably would take months to get better. And although he would have waited days, weeks even, he couldn't spare months.

Doug woke up as Mike looked away from the glass. The pokemon grunted as he looked at his trainer. Mike, used to the grunts replied, "Yea, she's better then we found her but, its clear she wasn't in a good shape to start with." At that, the Aron seemed to get sad, probably because it was hoping that they would have found a new traveling companion in the Houndour. Mike sat down next to his pokemon. "I know buddy. I wanted to catch her too."

The Aron, then jump off its chair and went straight towards the door. Mike got up and followed it, a bit confused. Doug jumped up and tried to open the door but when that didn't work, he looked up at his trainer, hoping he would get the message. It took his trainer a moment before he understood and opened it. Once the door was open, the pokemon headed right out of the pokemon center, with his trainer right behind him.

As they left the center, Doug contiued marching towards Route 4 and Mike finally understood what his pokemon wanted it to do; catch a wild pokemon. The trainer ran up next to his Aron, smiling and nodded at it. Doug got the message and ran out of the city, full of determination, with Mike right behind, an unused poke' ball in his hand.