Castelia City
My attempts to head north out of the city were halted by the creepy guy from the sewers standing there.
Janitor: "Haha!! I finally cleaned all of it!"
Not that guy. The slick-blonde guy.
???: "Ah, it is you again. May I see your Pokemon?"
"Wha? Why?"
???: "I wish to determine if your specimens are perfect. There's no point in hiding your Pokemon from me!"
"Uh, no!"
???: "As a mortal before your god, you will display your Pokemon!"
"Ugh, fine, if it will shut you up."
???: "Fascinating. Your Shellos displays more self-confidence than others of the same species. You appear to be bringing out its full power. Commendable."
"Who ARE you?"
???: "My name is... Albert Wesker. I am a scientist. My goal is to separate the weak Pokemon from the strong Pokemon; to bring out the full strength of the species! Are trainers like yourself the answer, bringing out power through bonds? Or is there some other, different method?"
"Uh, I don't really know. Probably. Anyway, this feels totally wrong. Like you're not even supposed to be here."
Wesker: "I'm not, but that's hardly the point... You will battle me. Stand before me on Route 4, and witness the new world order at hand."
He left.
"What a creep. I thought someone else would have been here..."
I went into a building. I recognized the place as a place where I was patted down by a creep and met a girl who uses Attract to get any boy she wants. I decided to turn away, lest I encounter either being.
I walked through the gate to Route 4.
???: "HAAAAAIIIII, ANTHONY!!!!"
"Ow!! I'm right here!"
Bianca: "I wanted to give you this d'ohsing machine!"
"You mean a "DOW-sing machine?"
Bianca: "Right! A d'ohsing machine!"
"You're pronouncing it wrong. It's like "dou-zer". Like Bowser with a d."
Bianca: "Bulldozer?"
"Just forget it."
Route 4
"Huh, it's much nicer here than two years ago..."
Pokemon Breeder: "Hey! Trainer! Let's battle!"
I battled her, and won without too much difficulty. I then headed west through some sand, down to a dried-up lake.
Fisherman Andrew: "For fifteen years we've been fishin' this hole!"
Fisherman Hubert: "Yessiree! And we've always had luck with it?"
The lake was just a dried up lakebed now, but that didn't stop them. I returned to the main path.
Pokemon Breeder: "Hey! Trainer! Let's battle!"
"What? I just battled you."
She sent out a fainted Marill. I walked past her.
Pokemon Breeder: "There's no running from a trainer battle!"
She picked up her Marill and followed behind me.
Wesker: "I see you have arrived. Witness the line of stones behind me."
"They're stones."
Wesker: "To a mortal such as yourself, perhaps. But I recognize them as Crustle."
He took out an object and pressed a button. It energized the Crustle, and they scurried away.
Wesker: "Anyway... do tell me your name."
"Uh... Anthony?"
Wesker: "Anthony... I'll remember that name. Now then..."
Vs. Wesker
"You know, I still feel like you're supposed to be someone else."
Wesker: "Perhaps. Or perhaps I am who you seek."
"I was expecting someone with a white lab coat, not a black one, and with some weird blue hair swirl thing. Everything else seems about the same."
He sent out a Magnemite, while I led with Bagon. Bagon was able to crush Magnemite with two Rock Smashes, but got paralyzed and subsequently Magnet Bombed. His next Pokemon was a Klink. Shellos was able to put up with its Thundershocks to use Mud Bomb, but finished the job with Hidden Power.
"I think it's Fighting-type Hidden Power."
Wesker: "Interesting. You are quite the trainer. Perhaps you would have a place in a world of my designs. You do an excellent job drawing out your Pokemon's hidden power by being kind to them."
"Huh? No, it learned Hidden Power naturally."
He left, giving me a Protein first. I continued up the route, the Breeder following me and pushing the fainted Marill against my back.
"Do you mind?"
Breeder: "No running! You gotta battle me!"
"Your Pokemon are all fainted!"
Breeder: "But... You gotta battle me!"
I headed west, into the undeveloped part of the route.
"Oh, this reminds me more of the old Route 4."
Eventually I found myself battling a biker, with my Natu facing his Timburr. I used Confuse Ray on the Timburr, which hit itself that turn. I then had Natu use Me First... copying the Timburr's Wake-Up Slap. Seeing a small bird like Natu slap a Timburr back and forth with its wings was an unusual sight, to say the least.
Pretty soon, I got lost.
Desert Resort
"I have a feeling I'm not on Route 4 anymore... like two years ago."
Unfortunately, also like two years ago, I was met with a constant sandstorm.
"Urgh..."
As I was walking through the sand, I was pounced on by an angry and powerful Darmanitan.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"
I threw a Great Ball at it just to defend myself, but it seemed to technically belong to someone else, and wouldn't be caught...
"Who would leave a rampaging Darmanitan out here in the-"
It punched me into the ground and gallivanted away, whooping and howling.
"Ow...."
On the plus side, though, after battling some trainers in the desert, Natu evolved into Xatu! Finally, SOMEONE evolved!
Eventually I stumbled upon the entrance to the old Relic Castle.
Relic Castle
"Hey, Mr. Scientist guy, is there any reason for me to be here?"
Scientist: "Not really! Most of the lower floors are sanded in anyway."
I eyed the sandtraps that nearly killed me last time here, thought better of investigating, and left.
Desert Resort
Feeling like I adequately explored the desert and looted it of all its items, I left back for Route 4.
Route 4
It turns out I did everything I needed to here, too, and proceeded up towards the large gate at the end.
Breeder: "Hey! Come on! I've been waiting an hour!"
"...How long have you been-"
Breeder: "I haven't stopped! Though I did lose you in the sandstorm for a few minutes."
"...That must have been when I got attacked by the Darmanitan."
Breeder: "Nope! I was there for that!"
"...And you did nothing."
Breeder: "Yep! Wasn't any of my business!"
I turned away in disgust and entered the large gate. As I did so, the Darmanitan returned, and pounced on the Breeder.
"Well, isn't any of my business."
Join Avenue
"Now, what kind of place is this?"
Manager: "You there! Welcome to Join Avenue!"
"Uh...?"
Manager: "Let me be clear! I need someone who can manage this Join Avenue for me!"
"Uh, I'm hardly experienced to really be managing-"
Manager: "Excellent! You have the job! By the way, I'm the world-famous creator of Join Avenues!"
"If you're so famous, why haven't I heard of you?"
Manager: "Because my fame level wraps around from 65535 to 0! SO famous!"
"Sure."
He left, leaving a pair of assistants to help me manage the Join Avenue. Seeing as I didn't care about the place, I instructed the assistants to call me Lord Dennis, and left them to busy themselves with the actual work.
Assistant: "Absolutely, Lord Dennis."
I left through the north exit.
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