1: vs Cleffa
"Clef! Clef-Clef-CLEFFA!"
"Cleffa! For heaven's sake, shut up!"
"...clef..."
It was night in Viridian City, and the moon was full...
Living hell for Leaf.
"Cle... Clef-fa! Clef-fa! Clef-"
"WHAT did I just tell you?!"
The brown-haired girl's normally hyperactive Cleffa just got worse on nights like this... to darken Leaf's mood, her shopping was nowhere near finished. Four bags of groceries were in her hands, a yellow shoulder bag purchased for the upcoming school year inside one and various foodstuffs in the other. Cleffa bounced around her in circles.
Above her, a Pokeball fell...
fell...
fell...
and hit Leaf on her plastic party hat, bought on a whim at the supermarket.
"What the heck..."
She trailed off when she saw just what had hit her.
"A Pokeball? Whichever butterfinger dropped this'll probably come looking for it..."
She looked up at the darkening sky that it had come from to find a steep cliff, many miles high.
"...then again, it wouldn't hurt to look at it while I wait." She put down the bags in one hand carefully, not wanting to spill eggs all over the place, picked up the Pokeball, and grinned- the boys in her class always battled with their Rattatas and Pidgeys, but she'd always beaten them with her trusty Cleffa. A new Pokemon to add to her roster- if there was a Pokemon in here- would tick them off very much indeed! She'd give the trainer five minutes, but until then...
She dropped the rest of her bags and struck a pose that she'd seen some caped guy on TV use. He'd defeated his opponent without breaking a sweat- maybe this was the new 'in' pose of the year? Good to remember to use on those dumb boys at school when they challenged her, anyway. Getting more into the act, she planted one foot behind her and prepared to throw the Pokeball, in a perfect imitation...
...and stopped mid-throw. What was in here, anyway? That guy had yelled out his pokemon's name- Dragonair, she was sure- and then thrown it whilst yelling, 'GO!' Leaf hadn't a clue as to what was in here... but that was what improvisation was for!
"Whatsit, GO!" She threw the Pokeball-
"Bulba?" A small green pokemon with a bulb on its back materialized in a flash of white light. The pokemon looked up at Leaf's strange position- she still hadn't finished throwing- (what had he done after this, anyway?) and stood there staring like a deer in headlights. Cleffa poked it once, seemed to shrug, and continued bouncing.
Leaf finished, taking a more relaxed position. "What?" she asked, noticing the small pokemon's stare. She didn't have any more time to comment on this, though...
"Little girls like you shouldn't be out this late..." Leaf whirled to see a man, his Horsea at his side. The man was dressed entirely in black, except for a red R. A red R... wait, wasn't that the sign of-
"T-Team Rocket..." Team Rocket was an urban myth; a gang that stole pokemon and various other items that tickled their fancy- children, even! Leaf's mother had never been fond of her battling, and had tried to use the criminals as encouragement to stop ('If you continue like this, Team Rocket will kidnap you as walk home and turn you into a pokemon!' 'Yes, Mom...'). Leaf had never listened- but now, her mother's prediction could be coming true!
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Welcome to Leaf Green. It's based off of the game, though there will be plenty of minor differences with the plot. There is another story that was supposed to accompany it, Fire Red, but I'm having major problems with the second chapter (and I've got the beginnings of a third and fourth typed up, waiting for a middle and end). Reviews are encouraged (after all, the only way to tell me what I need to improve is by that blue button!) but no flames, please. Thanks!