Pink, Day 10 Part 1: My secret.

Where the bloody hell was Purple?  He should have been around somewhere, but wherever I went, there was no sign of him.  Perhaps it was for the best.  I had pretty much failed my task anyways...  Oh well, might as well put it here now.

So basically... shortly before I received Gastly, I was called by my Uncle Gio.  He said I had to talk to a young man in Celadon City who went by the name of Purple Gitimall.  According to my Uncle Gio, my parents had been investigating Purple's parents a little while before their snowmobile accident (well it probably wasn't an accident now that I think on it).  Purple's parents used to work for my Uncle Gio's company but they later turned on them to work for another group called Team Missile.  This group was in the process of finding a legendary Pokémon.  My Uncle Gio suspected this Pokémon was Rayquaza.  I wasn't really sure what a Rayquaza was, but he assured me that the legendary Pokémon was almost impossible to catch and it was one of a kind.  Many people would sell their kids (Cool Trainers included - well they aren't worth much actually but that wouldn't stop them) to get their hands on a Pokémon like Rayquaza.

Anyways, Uncle Gio told me he thought that Team Missile was made up of 4 members plus Purple's parents.  The enemy group was said to have caught the legendary Pokémon in a Pokéball (an impossible feat had said Uncle Gio).  The problem was that though Uncle Gio had managed to search the Team Missile base and there were signs of the Rayquaza there (bottles of wine, food, leftovers from parties of success and celebrations, and baths of money), the actual Pokéball that contained Rayquaza was never found.  Recently, Purple's parents were murdered along with the rest of Team Missile.  The culprits are unknown but what Uncle Gio does know is that the Rayquaza was not taken as it had already been posted through the mail... to Purple.

Purple should have had Rayquaza and since he is the last link (as far as Uncle Gio and I know), I have no choice but to keep in contact with him until the Pokémon turns up.

Today however (or rather this morning, since it was like 2am or something), I had a different task to perform.  I needed to get to Fuchsia City and quickly.  The Nurse Joy festival was later today.  I still needed a way to hide from view or something but my primary concern was... a giant sleeping Snorlax sitting in the way of Cycling Road.  Not that I had a bike at this point but I would worry about that afterwards.  This Snorlax was blocking my way and I had to fight it and capture it to progress.  Bloody fat thing in my bloody way!

It took all night to get that fat monster into a small Pokéball (another bloody magic trick thanks to the Nurse Joys I bet) and off it disappeared right to Someone's PC.  My Pokémon were pretty tired but I had no time to run back to the Pokémon Center, the bloody festival was hours away.  I raced through the building that stood before Cycling Road and there was a man in the way.  He said I needed a bike to go onto Cycling Road and that I couldn't in any way go past him.

Machamp probably shouldn't have hit him that hard but if the man was going to try to stop me from going bloody past, I wasn't going to bloody put up with it.

Out on Cycling Road, there were a ton of trainers on bikes around and one was pretty close by with a smug expression.  Upon closer inspection, I surmised he was not just a trainer on a bike, but a "Cool" trainer on a bike.  Cool Biker Trainer Andrew ♂ in actual fact.  Before our challenge began, none other than Purple showed up on a bike.  He looked at Andrew and I, and yelled something (probably about a bloody sandwich knowing him or his beloved Koff Koff), and then crashed into the guard gate (that usually prevents people from falling into the surround water), and fell right into the deep blue, bike as well.

Never mind.

Andrew showed concern about him but I assured the Cool Biker Trainer that the fool would be okay.  I made sure not to mention anything about the Rayquaza.

Andrew and I then battled.  I threw out my Gastly first hoping to put his Lickitung to sleep but unfortunately the Pokémon made my Ghost Pokémon faint (he seemed to be fainting a lot these days) and so I brought out Machamp.

The Lickitung used a powerful Blizzard attack but Machamp wasn't having any of it.  A good attack beat the Pokémon and Andrew looked distraught.  He looked really upset actually.  I looked closer and recognised him as the person who posts on the blog Purple started.  He seemed really sad... but I didn't have time for this, and I had lost time already through having to fight the Snorlax and punching that man who wouldn't move out of the way.

With Andrew now weeping, he really didn't seem to need that bike for now... so I borrowed it and raced away.

I had to get to Fuchsia City as fast as I could!

Keep on bloody racing!

Pink McQueen