oh no
Chk-Chk cast a gloomy glance across the road at the tree she'd spent the night in. It looked sickly and ragged from too much chewing. Nevermind, she thought. I couldn't help it. Scootching into the grassy meadow near the edge of a little wood, she followed the smell of iapapa greedily. Far in the distance she could hear strange noises, much unlike the conversation between the PC attendees.
"Chirritchi, there is a fight," she surmised. There were sounds like she had heard only in the human place, the harsh scrape of metal upon metal and the alien chugga chugga of some huge moving thing. An unpleasant smell mingled with the sweet scents of the meadow, and suddenly a rumbling came from the far end of the path. Clouds of dust arose as a terrifying box of metal and wood hurtled from the mouth of the woodland road on enormous wheels, spitting out foul black smoke and groaning like trees in a storm. Chk-Chk hid in the underbrush as it passed, hugging the ground in fright. Her large head followed the angry behemoth as it rolled along. With horror in her eyes, she saw a stack of cages full of wailing Pokemon, two of which imprisoned her loving parents.
"Skreeeee!!!" she called, her squeaky baby voice piercing the din. "Kitch (Dada)! Treeeeeewy (Mama)!!!!" Chk-Chk reared up and whirled her head and forlegs around in wide circles, crying desperately for Masquerain and Butterfree. The wicked machine did not stop; it simply rolled into the forest beyond her sight, and was gone. The little Caterpie started to tremble. "Treewy."
The sound of hoofbeats pierced the sudden calm. They were light and frantic... Chk-Chk raised her head and shook the tears out of her huge black eyes. A baby Tauros was running along the road in pursuit of the truck, but it had fallen far behind and was tiring. Supressing her fear, the little insect broke cover and scurried out into the bare dirt of the path. Still in shock over the sight of her parents in captivity, Chk-Chk said nothing but ran alongside the little Tauros until he grew short of breath and finally had to stop. Rearing up and looking him in the eyes, she said simply,
"We have to keep going, or they will be gone."