Battling with Pokemon and Morals
Aw, man, this isn’t fair…
What was with these Pokémon? I wondered. Were they protecting the bell? I got that this place was unusual, but… could it be that it was sacred to the native Pokémon?
No time to think. My Pokémon were being attacked, and I needed to act quick! Reaching to my belt, I pulled out my other two teammates—Jayde and Critter. I aimed the Nincada’s capsule at Freya, and the little insect appeared on the bird’s head.
“Jayde,” I started my orders. “Protect Freya!”
Being part ground-type, the Pichu’s electrical attacks would be useless against her. Releasing Critter, I turned my attention to the Psychic types. All of them were focusing their attacks on Blaze—the Charmeleon wouldn’t be able to move, much less fight back. I needed to find a way to distract them, even for a brief moment.
“Critter, use Smack Down on that Munna!” I knew that this would bring the pink creature down the earth, which in turn would break its concentration. But as for the Ralts… I wasn’t sure what I could do with them, so I turned to Freya. “Gust attack on the Ralts, now!”
I bit my lip as I watched the battle unfold. Freya was the quickest, flapping her wings rapidly at the white-and-green Pokémon. They flinched as the wind created by her attack flicked dirt up into their eyes, and the light around Blaze lessened. The Pichus fired their thunderbolts at the bird in retaliation; however, the bug on Freya’s head leapt up and intercepted them. They were absorbed into her body with no apparent affect.
Blaze winced as the Munna’s attack took effect. Critter finally got his turn to shine, however. Stomping his peg legs, he forced rock from the ground and fired it up at the Munna. It flew up from underneath it, catching it beneath the chin. The rock floated above the wild Pokémon for a brief moment before falling back towards the ground with hard momentum, forcing it to the ground. Blaze was at last freed from his imprisonment.
“Blaze, quick!” I called out to him. “Flamethrower!”
The Charmeleon let out an outraged roar, fire spewing from his mouth. He directed the line of fire towards the Pichu and the Ralts, scaring the latter two backwards. Just as the reptile started turning his head towards the Munna, however, he cut off abruptly and called out in pain. The ground heaved beneath him, throwing him off balance. The wild Nincada! I had forgotten about it seconds after disappearing underground!
“Blaze, return!” I pulled out the Charmelon’s capsule and quickly recalled him. This was bad—he had taken three Psychic attacks, as well as a Dig attack… The last was especially super-effective against his fire. He would need some serious healing after this.
Yet the battle was not yet over. “Freya! Gust on the Nincada!”
The Pidgeotto quickly dispatched the bug, but we still had the Pichu and the Munna to deal with. The former two seemed rather tired. Something seemed to click in my memory just then—and I got the impression that I didn’t need to worry about electrical attacks from them now. The tiny mice couldn’t store much electrical energy in their bodies, and I imagine that they had spent it all on those thunderbolts. Still, they needed taken care of.
“Critter!” I turned to my rock. He seemed to understand, preparing an attack. Just as he summoned a boulder from the earth, he suddenly froze up. An eerie glow emanated from him—not unlike the one that had surrounded Blaze earlier. I turned to see the Munna staring at him with glowing eyes. It was attacking him!
“Fre—,” I started, but before I could finish, Jayde leapt in. The Nincada latched itself unto the Munna and dug its insect mandibles into it, pulling off a Bug Bite attack. A Pichu raced towards her, tacking off. I marveled at the little bug’s sudden pluck—but not for too long. Worried that she might get hurt, I called out, “Jayde, Dig!”
Obediently, the bug burrowed its way underground, effectively escaping the Pichu’s assault. Critter was finally able to finish his attack, crashing his boulder onto the Munna as well as the one Pichu. With those two knocked out, only a lonely Pichu was left. Despite having the odds turned against it, the Pichu turned to us bravely and tried to charge up electricity. Its cheeks sparked rather sadly, hardly matching its bravery. I frowned sympathetically, admiring its pluck. These bells must be important to the wild Pokemon, if they were so adamant about protecting it.
Jayde’s Dig attack finally came to realization—being super-effective, it finished off the last wild Pokémon. I sighed in relief before thanking everyone for their efforts. Turning around, I stared at the last remaining bell. A decision laid before me: do I ring the last bell? Or do I move on? I was wary, but…
I really wanted to ring it. Honestly, there was this undeniable urge that was eating at me. What would happen? What could it do for me and my Pokemon? The first bell had roused our spirits; the second had calmed our minds… The third…
No. I shouldn’t do it. This place had to be important to the native Pokémon, and I felt like I was desecrating it.
…Would it make me a horribly greedy, selfish person?
My hands shook as I stretched them towards the bell.