generalurist

The young, ten-year-old boy sat on the bank of the stream near his home, fishing for a Pokemon. He had only caught a Magikarp so far, but other than that, all he could catch was water weeds. It was aggravating to him, but Azzy was a patient boy for his age. He wanted a Pokemon to be his companion, his "starter." He wanted a Pokemon to willingly become his partner. He didn't want to merely catch them in a Pokeball. He wanted them to want to stay with him. The Magikarp seemed to be busy, as it had hopped into the stream as soon as Azzy set it down. He didn't mind, he was just lonely. Azzy gasped as something pulled on his line. He began to