The sound of something rustling in the bushes to Tyler's left caught his attention. He managed to turn quickly enough to see a small yellow blur dashing behind a tree. Wait, was that what I thought it was? The young Trainer squinted and leaned to the side slightly, hoping to catch a glimpse of the yellow figure. Tyler saw that Tank was already silently stepping forward towards the tree, which was about ten feet from the campsite.
[small]"Tank. You see anything?"[/small] he whispered to his Pokemon.
The Nidoran didn't respond. Suddenly, he leaped forward into the brush just as the yellow figure moved again. This time, it did not get away. He slammed into the creature, horn first. The two Pokemon vanished into the brush for a few seconds. Suddenly, Tank was sent flying backwards by a blast of yellow energy. The Nidoran landed on the ground, sparking. The Pokemon he was attacking jumped out of the brush.
A Pikachu.
Sweet!
The small, mouse-like Pokemon was advancing on Tank, sparks of electricity radiating from its red cheeks. "Pika!" it exclaimed indignantly.
Tank scrambled to its feet, ready to get back at the Pikachu that attacked him.
"C'mon, Tank, we can take it! Peck attack!" Tyler commanded.
Tank growled and charged for the Pikachu, aiming its horn right for center mass. It connected with the yellow rodent, who cried out in pain as it recoiled backwards. Angry sparks ran from its cheeks as it shot several bursts of electricity Tank's way. The Nidoran ducked and weaved, dodging the ThunderShock attacks with ease.
"Good job, Tank. Do it again!"
Tank did as he was commanded, and leaped forward at the Pikachu again. When he made contact, a sudden burst of electricity enveloped the Nidoran. Tank cried out as the energy coursed through his body and crashed to the ground, unable to move.
"Tank! Are you okay?"
"Ran..." Tank replied, obviously struggling to move.
Must be paralyzed. Dammit, I don't have any Paralyze Heals... Tyler pulled out an empty Pokeball and took aim at the Pikachu. It was worth a shot. "You're mine, Pikachu!" he shouted as he hurled the device at the Pokemon.
Reacting too late to dodge, the Pokeball slammed into the wild Pikachu and sucked it inside. The ball landed on the grass and began to wobble back and fort. A tense few seconds followed as Tyler watched the Pikachu attempt to break free.
The Pokeball abruptly broke open in a burst of energy, liberating the Pikachu from the device. After shooting Tyler a look of irritation, the small yellow mouse broke into a sprint and ran back into the forest.
Dammit! I think I almost had it...
Taking his attention from the broken Pokeball, Tyler rushed to Tank's side. The Nidoran lay on his side, almost completely stiff. He knelt down beside his injured Pokemon. "Oh, man. You don't look so good, Tank..." he said under his breath. The Trainer placed his hand on the Nidoran in a gesture of solidarity. "I'm sorry, buddy. I don't have the right medicine for you right now...I'll give it to you as soon as I get some. That's a promise," he reassured to Tank before scooping him up in his arms. Gah, he's is heavier than I thought...
Standing back up, Tyler rounded Fary's tent and returned to the campfire. The smell of food wafted through the air. He saw that Fary was tending to a pot of soup, which he admitted looked really good. "Does anybody have any Paralyze Heals?" he asked nobody in particular, setting Tank down on the ground.