Franklin returned Marill to its Pokeball and placed it on his belt Tyler gave him.

Daisy and Vanessa stepped out of the cabin, ready to head into the city for the final day of matches.

The tranquil forest spoke only in bush rattles and trees rustling against the wind. Pidgey’s flew above Franklin and his friends against the wind, headed to the pier, followed by a flank of Spearows. Ahead on the trail, a family of Nidorans, marched across the walking path, deeper into the forest. Franklin felt his fingers curl against Marill’s Pokeball. Franklin eyed, Daisy and Tyler, talking about today’s matches not even looking at the family of Pokemon ahead and above. Franklin rested his fingers and saw Vanessa, itching against Raichu’s Pokeball.

The city charmed the spectators, showing Red’s last battle against Lance over the large screen. Franklin has seen the match at least a hundred times, Daisy and Tyler ran into the crowd to get a closer look.

“What do you think of this match, Franklin,” Vanessa asked. While he’s seen it a hundred time, the analysis was absent.

“I think, Lance gave the win to Red. His Dragonite shouldn’t have been bothered by Red’s Charizard.”

Lance’s Dragonite versus Red’s Charizard was the final battle in their latest rematch, and the most memorable.

Marill strutted in front of Franklin, tail raised high into the air.

“This is weird, Franklin. Marill is really calm. Even after being caught. It’s like she doesn’t know or just doesn’t care.” Franklin heard everything Tyler was saying, yet, he couldn’t take his eyes off his new friend.

Vanessa sat outside with Raichu, watching the sun rise. Raichu locked eyes with Marill and sparked her cheeks and clutched her fist. The electric surge crawled up and around the cabin, rising Franklin’s hair on his arm. Marill cowered and curled her body into a ball before the frightening Raichu.

Franklin ran in front of the ready electric mouse, “Stop, Raichu! Marill is with me!” Vanessa rested her hand on her sparking companion’s shoulder and she halted her electric stream.

Franklin watched Vanessa’s palm lift from Raichu, clean and unchanged. Vanessa walked over to the turtle Marill and brushed her fur. Marill jumped from her cocoon and brushed against her hand.

“Franklin!”

“Franklin, wake up!”

Franklin rose slowly, the window was edged open, “Common, Franklin, lets do some early hunting,” Tyler said with eager in his eyes.

The sun followed Tyler as he walked into the forest, far ahead of Franklin. Bushes and trees rustled along the walking path.

“Tyler, where are we going?”

“Going to catch a Pokemon today, today feels good!”

Tyler stepped lightly through bushes and around trees. He held a Greg in his hand, awaiting a feral Pokemon.

Franklin watched Tyler, emulating his movements, trying not to scare away anything.

The bush, it rustled adjacent to Franklin. His head bolted, waiting for another sign of life. It shook again. Blue highlighted ears flung above the bush and a round tail emerged around the other side.

Tyler turned and made eye contact with Franklin, and saw the bush move a third time. Tyler nodded at Franklin vigorously and pointed at the bush. Franklin reached for a Pokeball and dropped it on the Pokemon’s head. Large red light took Franklin’s eyes for a shock and swallowed the mysterious one.

Tyler rushed over and peered into the bush, watching the Pokeball shake until the middle ring halted and turned white. Tyler picked it up,

“You caught it, Franklin, must have taken it by surprise. Lets see what it is!”

Franklin picked up the ball, and released it.

“Franklin, that’s a Marill!” Marill had round blue ears, and a round blue body with a white belly and a jagged tail with a sphere blue ball at the end. Marill looked around confused and tired.