Capítulo 9: Chapter no.9
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"Your Torchic will continue to have a scar just like you. You can see that I have a few of them on my Charizard."
As soon as its Trainer mentioned it, the Charizard turned around, giving me my first opportunity to get a good look at it. Its white belly was covered in a smattering of red scratches. It appeared as though some of its orange scales had been removed, exposing its dark underside. I stared at the top of its head. Its eyes, which had a black pupil embedded in a white one, were eerily similar to those of a human. Its snout bore a number of scars in various places. Standing in front of the dragon was a very nerve-racking experience.
I made a thank-you sound with my mouth to the person who had rescued June and me. He dismissed my concerns and inquired as to whether or not I was hungry. He promised that in thirty to thirty-five minutes, he would have the Skarmory ready to be plucked and cooked for the both of us. I watched him make his way over to the smoking and smouldering body. He got down on his knees and poked it, but as soon as he did, he pulled his finger away, waved it in the air to cool it off, and then put it in his mouth. The Charizard lumbered over to where he was standing. The Pokémon's trainer gazed up at the Charizard and communicated with it.
"Are you able to prepare this item for us? You undoubtedly recall what transpired during our journey back down from Blackthorn, don't you?"
He got to his feet and dashed over to where I was. The Charizard then started to expel a stream of flames onto the dead body.
"Do you have any Pokémon that can swim with you?"
I let him know that the Torchic was the only Pokémon I owned. He gave her a friendly smile before gently stroking her head. I informed him that her name was June, and then I inquired about the identity of his Charizard.
He gave a silly grin, rubbed the back of his head, and looked to the side of the room. "I'm terrible at remembering people's names. He doesn't have one."
He maintained that pose for several seconds longer than was strictly necessary. He blinked, and then thrust an open hand in my direction after pausing for a moment.
"I'm Robert Cypress. Call me Rob."
I looked up at him, noticing that his face had become serious. I straightened up and extended my hand to shake his. Hello, my name is Ed Willow.
"Willow? I am familiar with the name Professor Gavin Willow. Are you some sort of relation to him?"
I informed him that the man in question was my brother.
"Awesome. I've read a few of his journal entries that were centred around Pokémon."
After smiling at me for a brief period of time while he stood in front of me, he walked away in the direction of some trees. It was uncomfortable. After making the connection between Gavin's job and mine, I was anticipating him to inquire as to whether or not I worked as a Pokémon Trainer. Instead, he yelled at me to follow him in his direction.
Rob yelled to his Charizard as they battled. "You should bring the Skarmory along. We are on our way back to the campsite."
The Charizard managed to put out the fire. The intense heat made the dead body appear to be being heated by a blacksmith because of the way it was glowing. The Charizard reached out with its jaws and grabbed it before taking flight. It rose above the trees and continued on its way in front of us.
Rob and I took a stroll through the bushes and the foliage. In the trees, I could make out Caterpie and Butterfree of varying sizes, some of which were no bigger than my index finger, while others were as big as the better part of my body (which scared to me to hell, but Rob pretty much yanked me away when I was stiff).
Once we arrived at the clearing, we discovered the Charizard continuing to breathe fire onto the dead body. It was perched on a rocky outcrop directly above a trickling stream. A large backpack and three mats in rolled-up state were located next to the rock.
"This location has served as my home base for the past few days. A charming little nook."
He faced me in my direction.
"So clean yourself up. I'll get started on dinner."
I informed him that I had sandwiches with me. I could swear that he started to lick his lips. After putting June down, who was already antsy to go for a walk, I pulled out a sandwich for Rob. He shook his head and instructed her to put it away for dinner later on.
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