by IcyPikachu

    Even at night, the streets in Celadon City were completely lit up. Trainers were still up and about.  Icy and Abra rode through the crowd on Porygon.  As they were going along, Porygon accidentally bumped into a trainer.
Icy’s Amazing Porygon
    “Hey, watch where you’re...  Huh?”  The trainer looked down to notice the Pikachu riding Porygon.  “Uh, don’t you belong to someone? You shouldn’t wander away from your trainer.  Of course, maybe you don’t have a trainer.”
    “No.  These pokémon belong to me.  The name’s Icy.”  The man didn’t know weather to be shocked or afraid.  “Hey, you wanna battle me?”
    “Uh, ok little Pikachu.  How’s about a one-on-one match.   I choose you, Dratini!”  A cute dragon pokémon now stood in front of Icy.
    “And for my pokémon, I choose, myself!  Go IcyPikachu!”
    “Huh.  I guess that’s fair.  But don’t blame me for any injuries my Dratini gives you.  Dratini, wrap him up!”
    “Go thunderball!”  Icy created an enormous ball of electricity in front of him and fired it at Dratini.  Dratini was shaken up, but not beaten.  Icy, on the other hand, was slightly weakened from creating the attack.
    “Hang in there Dratini.  He’s weak, hit him with Hyper Beam!” Dratini began glowing.  Icy was frozen with fear.
    “H-h-hyper beam...” Icy said nervously.  Dratini fired the beam with amazing accuracy.  “Psyshield now!”  Icy was too late.  Although his psyonic shield protected him from most of the blast, enough of Dratini’s hyper beam got him before the shield kicked in.  Almost unable to move, Icy declared defeat.
    “Aw kid, it’s not that bad.  Nobody has ever beaten this Dratini. Here, let me help you.”  The man took out a potion spray from his backpack and used it to heal Icy.
    “Thank you.  Well, I guess I should be on my way.   Sorry for bumping into you.”
    Icy was about to leave with Abra and Porygon when the man stopped him.  “Hey.  Wait a sec.  What other neat pokémon do you have?”
    “Well, I do have a Bulbasaur and Dugtrio.  Why?”
    “Ahh.  I really love Dratini here, but there’s just no fun in winning all the time, know what I mean.  Maybe it’s time Dratini helped someone else.  How’s about a trade, Icy?  I’ll give you my Dratini for your Bulbasaur and Dugtrio.  Since Dratini is so powerful and rare, I think two is a fair deal.”
    “Well, I never really do get a chance to train them anyway.   Ok, let’s trade!”
    “You made a good decision.”  They traded pokémon and went their separate ways.  Icy released Dratini from its pokéball.  It was so cute.  He had Dratini wrap around his head like a hat and rode off with Abra on Porygon.
    Icy, his Dratini and Abra all rode on Porygon to the Pokémon mansion where the Porygon technology demonstration was about to begin. Outside the mansion, many posters of the computer diagrams were shown. Icy returned his pokémon to their pokéballs and walked inside.  Will and his colleagues were putting the finishing touches on the displays. Icy walked over to Will.  “Hi.  Looking good!”
    “Yes.  We hope to get quite a crowd.  I hear Random went off to Pokémon Tech.”
    “Yeah.  I hope he comes back during the breaks.”
    “Well, I’d love to chat with ya Icy, but I need to finish this before any trainers get here.  Cya!”
    Icy wanted around and took notice to some the new enhancements they how made for Porygons.  He collected some of the data on his pokedex and then went back outside.  He could already see the first wave of trainers approaching the building.  For some odd reason, Icy had the distinct feeling he was being watched...
    A multitude of trainers were outside of the mansion.  Icy got up in front of the crowd and brought out his Porygon.  Will joined him.
    “Hello everybody!” Icy said into is translator and the mic.  “I am Icy, and this is my Porygon.”  Will and Icy both showed to crowd some more neat things Porygons could be programmed to do.  One of the neatest tricks was when Porygon could change itself into vehicles big enough for at least two people.  “Thank you everyone for coming to see the Porygons.  There are many exhibits inside.”  Will thanked Icy for helping out.
    For some reason or another, Icy somehow didn’t feel safe outside the mansion.  His psychic senses were picking up something very faint.   “Must just be nothing.  Pro’ly just a psychic pokémon nearby.”   He walked to the main square where to they were auctioning off some rarer pokémon.
    “Hey look!  A stray Pikachu!  Hehe.  This is my lucky day!  You’re mine Pikachu!”  Icy looked up just in time to see a pokéball flying at him.
    “Silly fool.” Icy muttered to himself as he teleported onto the trainer’ s head.  “Opps, I think you missed him.”
    “Huh!?!  Who said that?”  He noticed Icy on his head.  “What the?!? What type of Pikachu are you?”
    After hopping off the trainer’s head and back onto the ground, Icy replied, “My name is Icy.  I am a psychic Pikachu trainer.  Happy.   Never, ever, throw a pokéball and me again!”  Icy went off on his way to the square.  The trainer was still standing there, more confused than he ever was in his life.
    Finally, Icy reached the square.  “The next pokémon up for bidding is this wonderful Seal!  It’s perfect for all you ice-type pokémon trainers.” Icy wondered if this was the pokémon he should get.  But then he decided not to get it because he already had so many pokémon to take care of.  A little kid ran up to him, followed by some other kids.
    “See, see.  I told you.  This is that talking Pikachu.  Mr. Pikachu, can you show me and my friends that Porygon please.”
    “Umm, ok.”  Icy sent out Porygon.  He had it morph into different objects and stuff.  Icy sensed something with high psychic power nearby. “Um.  I have to go now kids.  Maybe another time.  Porygon, return.”  Icy ran off until he could no longer sense the psychic being.
    “Crap.  I bet Mewtwo pro’ly changed his mind about killing me again.” Icy said to himself.  Then, out of the bushes jumped two TR agents.  One grabbed Icy while to other attempted to tie him up.  “Ahh.   No one tries to capture me and gets away with it.  Take is!   Psy-thundershock GO!”  An electric field formed around Icy’s body and fried the TR agent holding him. The other agent ran away in fear of being next.   “I don’t think so.  I’ve had enough of Team Rocker bothering me.   You aren’t going to have it that easy.”
    The TR agent tried to run faster, but Icy just teleported in front of him a set up a psyonic shield.  The agent bounced off the shield and fell to the street.  Some onlookers were completely amazed.  Icy took out Porygon and had it aim its sharp beak at the Rocket’s neck.  “Go back to your boss, and tell him to quit pestering me.  Otherwise, he’s next!”  With that, the agent sprang to his feet, and ran as fast as he could to the secret Rocket base.  Icy gave him a thundershock to quicken his pace.  Then, he collapsed, tired out from the struggle and energy used for attacks.  Porygon scooped him up, and took him to the pokécenter.  Nurse Joy healed him and restored his energy.  “Thanks Nurse Joy!”  Icy decided he should go back to the mansion now that the two agents who were following him were out of the way.
    But what dangers lie in store for our hero next.  And when is Team Rocket going to finally crack a start at causing trouble again.  All the answers on the next PokeWars!

To Be Continued…

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