#hatchingandcatching

It was a cold afternoon when Bixlow was traversing the streets of Ecruteak, his hoetown. He had just come from the city’s gym, where he had been taking classes administered by its gym leader, Morty. They were being offered to anyone who is interested in taking care of Ghost type pokemon. In the next meeting, they would learn how to battle properly, using the different techniques that these types had. Morty was even going to the demonstration himself, so the teen was excited for that!

Bixlow wondered when the day that he would have his own ghost Pokemon would come, as they intrigued him to no end. He might have come to those classes religiously, but they were going to be of no use if he himself didn't have any Pokemon.

These thoughts were filling his brain that it was only when he passed the last stretch of architecture did he notice that he was heading towards the outskirts. He was about to turn to walk back when something caught his eye in a bush nearby.