Chapter 3

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Also if you don't understand about Poké Rus email me and I'll give you a site. Please don't IM me just to say "hi". ] </div> <bR> <div> Chapter 3!! Poké What? </div> <bR> <div> As Angel awoke she looked around. It was early morning and the sun was rising over a mountain to the northwest and she looked on in wonder and awe of the beautiful scene. Turning her attention back to her surroundings she looked up at the front desk, it was empty but a few children and older teenagers were waiting around outside of the emergency door. She yawned and stretched her arms throwing off the blanket that had been on her through out the night. Still on the small sofa she bent down and picked up the blanket. As she came back up the children and trainers surrounded her. "So are you the trainer?", one teenager said. Angel stood up and looked at them all a bit confused. " What are you talking about?". " Are you the trainer with the sick Cyndaquil?" one child said pointing to the emergency room. " I have a Cyndaquil but it's far as I know its just fine." Just then the automatic doors opened and out came Nurse Joy, taking off some surgical gloves and removing a face mask. "Nurse Joy is my Pokemon okay?" Angel parted through the small crowd off people around her walking up to Nurse Joy. " I think Cyndaquil has Poke Rus" she said with a slight sigh. " Poke what?! " said Angel, with a little appearance of tenacity in her voice. Nurse Joy sighed and went behind her desk. " Poké Rus," she began , "is when a Pokemon has microscopic organisms living on it. I really don't know that much about it but if you'd like to know more you can call Professor Elm or Mr. Pokémon…." She sat down in a chair and pulled up to a computer, typing and clicking away. Angel nodded and ran over to a pay phone. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the contents. The small crowd had already resumed their positions waiting outside of the emergency door whispering in low voices. "Hhmm.." She separated out the junk in her pocket. A gum wrapper, some lint, a penny, a couple of dimes and nickels, a couple of wrinkled dollars, and a piece of paper with a small pencil." Err…", she walked over to the crowd shoving the junk back into her pocket. " Hey.. Any of you guys got any spare change for a call?", she scratched the back of her head as a large sweatdrop appeared on the peoples heads. " Well I got some.. Uh me too.. I guess I can spare some for ya" a couple of kids and teenagers stood up reaching in their pockets and separating their change. " Here you go ma'am.", a little kid said giving Angel a couple of pennies. Angel thanked him and bowed as she tried not to fall to the ground. " Umm.. here!" the rest of the people gave her some quarters, dimes, and nickels. " Thank you.." she said and walked back to the phone. Inserting the change in the tiny hole, she shoved the rest of her change into her pocket for later. As she dialed the number with her other hand, holding the phone with her shoulder and neck she thought about what to say. The calling sign came up then Professor Elm's assistant soon appeared on the screen panting a bit. " Hello? Oh hi Angel!", he said pushing up his glasses. He was right near the screen. She backed up a bit and smiled. " Umm hi Mr. Dude. Can I speak with Professor Elm?" " No problem!" He ran off and returned with Professor Elm. " Bye Angel..", he handed the phone to Prof. Elm. "Hello.. What is your name again? I'm sorry it's just that I have so many new train--"" Professor Elm I have a situation here! What is Poké Rus? Cyndaquil seems to have it.." " Well..," he sighed a bit then took a deep breath" Poké Rus is a newfound disease that transmits from Pokémon to Pokémon. It spreads to other Pokemon on your belt and in your PC. It is small organisms on your Pokemon that somehow strengthen it, so it would be a good idea to go catch more Pokemon and battle more." " Sure Prof. Elm. Thanks again!" "What did you say your name was?" "Uhh …", Angel fell down, her feet sticking up in the air.. "I'm Angel but I really have to go now so...Bye!", she hung up the phone with a click and sighed. At least it's not something bad.. Walking back to the desk she explained to Nurse Joy what Poké Rus was and how it affected your Pokemon." …So you see Nurse Joy, I need my Pokemon.." "Sure thing.." Nurse Joy slipped through the emergency doors dodging people on her way. Coming back out she handed the shrunken Pokeball to Angel. " Thank you Nurse Joy!" Angel ran out the automatic doors and went to the path leading to New Bark. Looking ahead she saw a boy leaning against and chewing on a piece of straw. Ewww ! He must be some country red-neck ... maybe I can win!!… "Hey you!!", she yelled," Wanna battle?!" She ran up to him telling him the rules. Once they both came to an agreement Angel drew back smirking a bit. " Go Cyndaquil!!" She threw out the ball and the Cyndaquil appeared in a bright red light. As the pokeball came back to her hand, automatically, she caught it and pushed the small white button, minimizing it. "Hehe.. This should be easy. Go Chickorita!" , the boy threw the pokeball and released a small Chickorita. I have the advantage but Cyndaquil may take a while to start its flame. I have to be careful because this Chickorita may have more experience. " Cyndaquil be careful!" The Cyndaquil nodded and stepped back a bit. Never loosing its stare. As Cyndaquil and Chickorita looked eye to eye waiting for their trainers' orders Angel wiped the small bit of sweat off her brow. My first Pokemon Battle… </div> <bR> <div> <B>Will Cyndaquil beat the Chickorita? Will Angel catch more Pokemon? Find out in the next Chapter: Getting a little lucky.. or not.</B> </div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>