Pokémon
Fire Red and Pokémon Leaf Green

Chapter
Two: Yellow of Viridian Forest

        Hello. My name is Yellow. Yellow
Caballero. That day a year ago was special. It was the day I got my starter
Pokémon and began my adventure with my friends. I lived in Viridian Forest all
alone. One day even longer ago than that, when I was about eight, I met a girl
called Leaf. She looked about ten. Back then, she had no hat, slightly bigger
hair, and was wearing a sleeveless black dress. “Hello, little girl. What’s
your name? I’m Leaf.” She said to me. “Hello. My name is Yellow. Yellow
Caballero.” I replied. I could tell from her facial expression that she was
looking for something – or someone. She peeked over my shoulder to see what I
was drawing in my sketchpad. I was drawing a boy I had met earlier that day. A
boy who saved me from a wild, rampaging Dratini. He looked about her age, and
he had light brown hair.

       I heard her whisper behind
my back, “That’s Red, alright…” “Who?” I asked. I was very curious. “That
sketch of yours looks a lot like a friend of mine called Red. Have you seen
him?” “Yes!” I answered. “He saved me about half-an-hour ago from a rampaging
Dratini. I’m glad I’m okay. But I’m sad for all of the Pokémon that got hurt.
And that’s why I’m healing them.” “How? I don’t see any potions with you….”
Leaf paused. “No.” I looked at her. “Yes.” I replied. “You are one of those
very few people…..” she said. “Those special people born in Viridian Forest
with the gift of healing Pokémon and reading their thoughts… Use the power of
the forest wisely, Yellow…” I nodded. “Of course I will, Leaf.” “Yellow…” she
said, sounding very worried, “you live all alone, right?” “Yeah.” I answered.
”But it’s really not that bad, actually. I can take care of myself just fine!”
She still looked worried. “Good for you, kid. But that’s not what I’m really
worried about. Your powers are amazing. But in the wrong hands, very bad things
could happen.”

       I was confused. “It’s not
like anyone can steal my powers, Leaf.” “I know that.” she said. “But people
can use you.” I was getting a little bit mad. “Leaf. I’m not stupid. It’s not
like I’d do anything some random person tells me to do. I know what’s good, and
I know what’s bad.” “I know, Yellow.” said Leaf, who was starting to get just a
little bit impatient. “But people can FORCE you to use your powers.” I remained
silent. “There are bad people out there. Like Team Rocket…. you may not have
heard of them. Team Rocket is an organization in Kant trying to separate
humans from Pokémon by force. They believe the human race is cruel to Pokémon
and that we do nothing but cause them pain.” “That’s not true!” I exclaimed.
“At least not for all humans.” “Exactly. I hope they’ll be stopped one day…
Yellow, people like those in Team Rocket could use you for their own advantage,
so I suggest you hide your identity.” I thought long and hard.

        I finally came up with a
disguise.“I know!” I said, placing my huge, straw hat on my blonde hair. “I’ll
cover up my ponytail with this hat of mine, and that way I’ll look like boy!”
Leaf chuckled. “Well, it’ll do for now. Good idea, by the way.” “Thanks!” I
said. “You’re welcome. Anyway, I’d better go look for Red. He sure is good at
hide-and-seek…” I laughed. “Well, goodbye, Yellow! And good luck! Until the day
we meet again.” And we did meet again. Three years later, when we were all
starting our Pokémon journeys.

        Three years later, I was
still in that same forest in my same disguise, taking care of myself as usual.
I did explore outside of the forest sometimes. I met many people, including
Professor Oak, who said I could have a starter Pokémon on my eleventh birthday.
For most trainers, like the ones I met later on, one would have to wait until
his or her thirteenth birthday, but the professor thought I was ready.
“Yellow…” he said. “I sense you’d be ready to have your first Pokémon very
soon. I’m positive taking care of oneself in a forest at such a young age is
difficult, but due to that, you are very mature for how old you are. You’re
very bright and quick-thinking. You keep your outlook relatively optimistic,
but you don’t act too cheerful all the time so you know when to act in case
danger lurks nearby. I trust you’d be ready at around eleven.” And that day
came pretty fast.

        That morning, I slept in. I had slept really
late the night before, excitedly thinking of the next day. I was awoken by a
Pidgey that decided to peck my nose. I bolted straight up, hitting my head on a
branch right above where I was sleeping. “OW!” I yelled. “That’s gonna leave a
mark…” I looked at the sky. The sun was out, and it was pretty high up, too.
“Oh, no!” I said, panicking. “I overslept!” I quickly put on my hat and dashed
off to Professor Oak’s lab.  “I am so
sorry I’m late, professor!” I said as I was running into the lab. “Well, don’t
worry, because I won’t be staying here for long! I’ve already made up my mind!
I’m going with Charmander!” I clicked open the Pokéball to find that it was
empty. I was confused. “Er…”  Professor
Oak turned to me. “That Pokémon was taken by a Trainer who was on time.”  

        Then I popped open the
Pokéball next to it. There was no Pokémon in it. I was getting worried. “I sure
hope this last one has a Pokémon in it… I’m so desperate at this point I’d
actually accept this if it were a Magikarp.” I clicked it, and… nothing. “Those
two were also taken by Trainers who weren’t late. But don’t fret, Yellow.
There’s still one more.” I sighed in relief. The last Pokéball, which Professor
Oak had taken out of a cupboard and dusted, popped open. And standing there on
the table, was a Pikachu. “It may be cute,” warned the Professor, “but it isn’t
too friendly.” I told him I’d be careful and headed out with my new friend in
my arms. “I think I’ll call you Pika!” Pika didn’t seem to care much, because
he made a “not amused” face and just blankly stared off into the distance. “Aw…”
I said with admiration. “You sure are adorable!” I started stroking his tail.
Pika didn’t appear to enjoy it very much. He made it pretty clear, too, a few
seconds later…