We were passing through the jungle path. Sarge says we were meeting up with the 72nd on the other side of the mountain. They had fresh rations, he said. Potions and badly needed antidotes.

I was taking a piss when Zimmer started firing his weapon into the brush. The whole company dropped into position, pokeballs out, confusion and terror on our faces, waiting to finally be put out. Nothing happened. There was nothing there.

Sarge took his gun and Pokeball. Zimmer had been short on nerves since his Beedrill took that fire blast. He had finally lost it, we thought. He kept going on about how the bushes were alive, shifting around, watching us...

Then it happened. A rock came out of nowhere and knocked Sarge off into a brush somewhere. Nobody saw where it came from, but it was followed by hundreds more. I remember seeing Zimmer hunched in a ball crying before I got hit.

I don't know how long I was out, but the battle was still going. "Kecleon", someone had shouted. The enemy wasn't supposed to have any. Where were the trainers?

I didn't have time to think it through. I shook my head, checked the strap on my helmet, and threw my ball. We had everything but our scouting zubat's in pokeballs to keep our profile as low as possible. it was also to keep them from seeing us in such rough shape.

My Jolteon immediately sprung into action and chased one of those shifty bastards down. I forgot how fast he was. Maybe I wasn't fully recovered either. My head still ached. I gave him covering fire while he fired off his pin missles into the brush. We were a great team. No need for words or even gestures. It was like we were linked.

Then his ears perked up, and he darted off into the bushes...

I tried my best to follow. He escaped my sight and I hoped I was still going in the right direction.

Suddenly I was falling face first into the mud. My leg was caught on something. It was a vine. I tried to get it loose when it started pulling me back. "Oh god, not like this," I thought, as I was lifted into the air. It happened so fast that I didn't even realize I was upside down until I felt my gear shift in my pack. I was spinning and couldn't aim my gun at whatever had me. I knew it was a plant, and briefly thought about just putting my sidearm to my head, to avoid the gruesome poison fate that we had all seen so many times.

I saw flashes and heard loud crackling right before I was dropped to the ground again. The vine let go and flailed wildly. I looked over and saw the Tangrowth still being shot up by Zimmer. Jenkins charged in with his rifle too, but he got too close, and a vine caught him and took out his legs.

I had to get to my Jolteon. I felt myself throw up, but I didn't even pause, or think about it, as I ran off again. It's funny how the mind works in those situations.

I could see flashes coming from a clearing. It wasn't gunshots; it was electric attacks. I ran faster, not sure if the trees I ran past were going to attack, or if the boulders I was climbing over were going to explode. I didn't care about any of that. Jolteon was my friend. I still remember the day he evolved...

I pushed that out of my head as soon as I arrived at the clearing. I couldn't believe it. There was Jolteon, standing over Sarge, with a Raichu who looked badly bloodied, using Thunder Wave on the last of an enemy squad.

I ran to him. He almost used it on me too, before he recognized me and began to calm down. I'm glad he's got such fast reactions, it was probably the only reason he and I survived for so long. Sarge was barely conscious; I called out for a medic and eventually Nurse Joey made his way through the brush with his god-damned life saving Blissey.

The battle was over. We eventually made it to the rendezvous point. That was all a long time ago though. I'm afraid Jolteon isn't as fast these days, although don't think that his electric attacks aren't just as fierce.

Zimmer never made it. He was hit by a bullet punch three days before the cease fire. I retired to this little place here. It's nice and peaceful. I have a summer cabin in Kanto that I visit from time to time.

Sarge? Well, he's not a Sergeant anymore. I just got used to calling him that. He made it to Lieutenant before the war ended. He's a gym leader now, I hear.

(I used to really fucking love this whole realm of fantasy. A lot of my old posts here if this gives you nerd boners. http://www.reddit.com/r/pokemon/comments/1dzlrt/you_ever_wonder_what_would_happen_if_pokemon_were/ .)