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บท 1: Chapter 1: A Thief In The Barn

The sun rose, and the first noises of the day can be heard all over the countryside. Clear skies and quiet winds seemed to herald the morning, perfect for another day of work.

Dave heard the alarm clock go off and couldn't believe it was already morning. He looked at the Pidgey stepping out of the wooden clock on the wall and felt an overwhelming urge to toss it out of the window so it would stop ringing.

Dave got up, still rubbing his eyes, to start another day of work on the farm. His father must have been awake for hours and probably finished breakfast already. He'd better get out of bed soon or his mother is going to be angry at him.

After taking a quick shower, he changed into his regular clothes—a simple white shirt and a pair of well-worn pants that he used to wear to work on the farm. When he got outside, his mother was already washing the dishes. There was only his plate on the table, with his meal ready.

"Good morning, sweetheart! Did you sleep well today?"

"Morning, Mom. Where's Dad? It's already half past seven in the morning. Why didn't you wake me up?" Not that Dave was complaining, but normally he should have been outside with his father at this time.

"Your father had to go to the city to take care of some errands today, dear. He said he would try to buy your birthday present too. It's tomorrow, isn't it?" His mother told him.

"I forgot that my birthday's tomorrow." He had completely forgotten that he was about to turn 12 tomorrow.

His birthday wasn't as fun as it used to be, though. Dave had always wanted to go on an adventure since he was a little child. Growing up, he couldn't wait to turn 10, the minimum age at which one can legally acquire a Pokemon, and finally be able to go out to travel.

But when he was seven years old, his family was forced to move to the farm, where they now resided, in a small town. Because of this, he could no longer choose a starter Pokemon, as there were no Pokemon specialists, like Nurse Joy around.

As if that wasn't enough, with financial difficulties, Dave had to start helping his father due to their family's financial difficulties, which prevented him from leaving to travel. He never complained about anything because he knew he needed to stay to help his family.

The day passed like every other day. Dave didn't do much because his father wasn't there, and by the time he finished setting out the final blocks of hay and straw in the barn, it was getting dark.

He was beginning to worry a little bit because his father hadn't yet returned. At the same time, he was very curious. After all, he wanted to know what his father was going to bring for his birthday tomorrow.

Sitting on the steps of the stairs, he watched the road and some Pidgeys flying across the field towards the woods that were on the other side.

The woods, with a river cutting through it, was not so big to be considered a forest, but he always found it very similar to one.

As he looked out into the woods thinking about what he was going to get the next day, something sped past him and into one of the empty pens. Dave got up with a start and ran after whatever was going into the warehouse, where the food for the farm animals was stored. There, he saw a Rattata, ripping one of the big bags of feed.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing? This food is not for you!"

The Rattata didn't seem to mind what he said and continued to gnaw on the bag until it burst, dumping the entire kibble onto the hay-covered floor.

"Oh no! Look what you did you bastard! I'll have to clean this all up before my dad gets back."

Meanwhile, the Mouse Pokemon seemed to give a little snigger and headed for the next bag. Seeing what was going to happen next, Dave decided he would not sit idly by.

"Take this!" Dave threw his sneaker right at the Rattata's head, knocking it out cold.

At first glance, everything seemed to have worked out. Until the Rattata stood up and shook its head. Then it snarled at Dave, flashing its big front teeth.

Before he could take off his other sneaker, the small rodent jumped on top of him, who got scared and fell to the ground. Catching the throne sneaker in its mouth, the small Pokemon immediately ran out of the stable.

"Hey! Wait! My shoes! Give me back my shoes!" Screamed Dave as he got up and tried to run after the little shoe thief.

When he left the barn, he saw the form of the purple Pokemon cross the dirt road and enter the woods.

"Damn you, Rattata! I'm not giving up until I get my shoe back." He went to give chase to the Rattata.

Dave hurried as quickly as he could, ducking under the lower branches and jumping over roots and stones along the way. Even though he was tired, his anger pushed him on. He wanted to give a lesson to that cheeky Rattata for making a mess in the barn.

When he was about to lose sight of his target, he noticed that Rattata had unexpectedly reached a dead end. It quickly entered a hollow log that had fallen through halfway in an effort to hide, but was unaware that there was a boulder at the other side blocking the exit.

Before the Rattata could make it back, Dave had caught up with it and quickly went to grab his sneaker.

He was preparing for a real tug of war when, to his surprise, the Rattata dropped his sneakers and looked deep into his eyes, in a challenging tone. Then, just when the boy was starting to think that the little rodent was just playing around, he remembered everything he had studied about Pokemon.

Since he was unable to go on his journey, he spent hours on end reading about these tiny critters. Still, in the heat of the moment, he failed to remember that Rattata rarely move alone and that the sight of one of them meant that there were more of them hiding out in the woods.

Dave hurriedly pulled on his sneaker and began to run as quickly as he could, but realised it was already too late. In less than a minute he was surrounded by dozens of enraged Rattatas, and they all decided to pounce at the same time.

The boy tried to protect himself as much as he could, but he could feel the nails and teeth of the Pokemon, scratching and cutting his skin. He tried to shake himself off and managed to get rid of some. But soon after, one of them hit the back of his knee and then he felt a powerful blow to the chest. He fell hard to the ground, banging his head on a rock.

After that, his head started to ring. He could still feel the Rattatas biting and scratching him, but he didn't feel as much pain anymore. Everything was spinning, blurry and going around in circles.

Suddenly, he heard something from behind. It was the cry of a Pokemon, which he had never heard before. Dave no longer had any notion of what was happening when he saw an unrecognisable blur passing by him. The Rattatas seemed to have given up on him and went for the new unexpected guest instead. However, Dave could not hold on any longer. Everything stopped spinning and he saw no more.


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บท 2: Chapter 2: The Lost Pokemon

Dave opened his eyes to find himself lying on the muddy ground in the middle of the woods. Though his chest, arms and legs were badly hurt, he was able to stand up and walk with no problems. He tried to piece together what had happened and little by little, he remembered.

As the memory began to come back, Dave grew worried when he realised he had no idea how long he had been out of consciousness. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was already dark.

Mom must be worried. Is Dad home yet? What had happened to the Rattatas. Why did they stop attacking him? Several questions started to pop up in his head.

He looked around and saw that the floor was quite disturbed with footprints everywhere. Some of the trees showed signs of having been scratched, which Dave attributed to the Rattatas, though he had no idea who they were fighting.

He squinted and noticed a tuft of fur just ahead of where his body had been lying. Curious, he came closer to take a look at it.

"Weird, that fur is brown. Rattata don't have brown fur," he thought intrigued.

Suddenly, he started to pick up a faint sound, similar to the sound of water running. It was a moment later that he realised there was a river close by. Feeling the grime on his body, he decided to go to the river to clean himself up a little. Maybe he could find the direction to his home from there.

After a short walk, Dave arrived at the river and came across an unexpected sight. Not far away from him, a creature with brown fur was lying on the riverbank.

Normally, he wouldn't approach something he didn't recognise, but with everything that had happened, he figured there was no harm in trying.

Dave moved carefully and cautiously, taking each step in an effort to make as little noise as possible. But after a short distance, he trod on a little wooden branch, which snapped in half and made a loud cracking noise.

He froze at the sound of the branch snapping. There was no way that whatever it was couldn't have heard that. But, to his surprise and relief, the mysterious creature did not stir, nor did it even show signs of having noticed.

Filled with courage once more, Dave kept walking until he was very close to it. The night was dark and he couldn't see clearly what that little creature really was. He kept getting closer until he finally heard a cry: "Ee—vee."

His jaw dropped. It was an Eevee! An Eevee! But it didn't look to be in good shape. Now without fear, Dave approached the Eevee and noticed that the Pokemon was injured. It was covered in scratches all over, and some of its fur had been torn off in some spots.

"So it was you! You saved me from those Rattatas! Thanks Eevee!" Dave said, while picking up the injured Pokemon into his lap. "But why? You don't even know me."

"Don't worry. I will take care of you. I'll take you to my house, how about that?"

Hearing this, Eevee became very agitated and tried to force itself to jump off Dave's lap, but it was too hurt to do so and Dave easily held it back.

"Hey! Easy there Eevee, I won't hurt you. You need care. After you get better, I'll let you do whatever you want, ok?" Dave tried to calm it down by rubbing its head with his hand.

"It's the least I can do to thank you."

Dave looked from one side to the other, and identified the direction he should walk to return to his home. He walked for a few minutes while Dave tried to calm the agitated Pokemon.

Coming out of the woods, he heard his parents' cries for him from the farm.

"Mom! Dad! I am here!" Dave shouted back, running across the dirt road, and entering his farm, with Eevee in his arms.

"Dave! My son!" His mother ran to him and was ready to give him a strong hug, but Dave stopped her with an outstretched hand.

"Calm down Mom, everything is fine. Can you help me take a look at this Eevee? It is injured."

His mother saw the Pokemon in his arms and let out a gasp. On the other hand, his father went silent and sombre when he saw what his son was carrying.

As soon as they got inside the house, his mother began tending to the injured Pokemon, bandaging its wounds and laying it a comfortable place to rest. Then the family sat down to dinner and Dave shared the full story with his parents.

How the Rattata had made a mess in the barn, how he had followed the rodent to get his stolen sneaker back, and how the Eevee had protected him.

While his mother expressed shock and disapproval with expressions like "Oh my God!" and "You shouldn't have done that, young man!", his father remained silent and contemplative, as though he weren't listening at all.

Following dinner, Dave decided to sleep next to Eevee, to keep it company. Lying on the sofa in the living room, the boy couldn't stop thinking about the bravery of that little creature, facing all those Rattatas alone.

He stayed awake for a long time, being unable to sleep, until he heard an argument coming from his parents' room. Out of pure curiosity, he got up and went to the bedroom door, where he stood and listened to their conversation.

"But it's dangerous, honey! We can't keep it here!" His father's voice was heard.

"What are we going to do, then? We can't just leave it like that. It is badly hurt. Besides, it saved our son! I will not do that."

"I was in town today, honey. The entire place is a total mess! I learned that several members of Team Rocket were in the town, looking for their lost Pokemon — a rare one, from what I've heard. They caused a great deal of damage and hurt a lot of people. The police have issued a warning saying that these people are dangerous and that everyone should keep their eyes open."

"But how can you tell if it is the Pokemon they are looking for?" His mother asked.

At that point, Dave entered the room without hesitation, startling his parents.

"Because it's an Eevee, Mom. They are not easy to find, especially in these areas. That Eevee must have been the one that Team Rocket has been searching for," Dave told his mother.

"I don't know who Team Rocket is, or what they want with Eevee, but I know that a Pokemon doesn't usually run away from its trainer. At least, not from a trainer who treats it well, and Eevee is such a gentle and kind Pokemon. It wouldn't run away unless it was being treated very badly."

At this, Dave's expression became serious as though he was about to make a difficult decision. The look of determination that flashed across Dave's face astonished his parents. They had never seen Dave act that way before.

"I won't allow anyone to take Eevee unless it wants to. Whether it is Team Rocket or anyone else. That Eevee saved me and I'm not going to turn my back on it."

The tone of Dave's voice was one of certainty and determination. While he didn't yell or raise his voice excessively, he did make it loud enough to be heard clearly and in a respectable manner.

Seeing Dave's mature attitude, his father then spoke, putting his hands to his temples as if he had a problem on his hands.

"I'm proud of you, Dave. You and your mother are right, we cannot abandon it. But it's also too dangerous to leave it here."

"I understand, Dad," said Dave. "We're not leaving Eevee here. Once it's feeling better in the morning, I'll ask it to join me as my Pokemon so we can set off on a journey together.


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