"Take a good look around, Poliwag...we're here...Pewter City!" If Warren had been expecting to be impressed, he was sorely disappointed. It had truly earned its name as the stone grey city - Pewter was simply a huge sprawl of cement apartment blocks and grey office buildings. Warren managed to find the Pokecenter fairly easily - its red roof stuck out in the middle of all the grey. Warren slouched in, handed his Pokemon to Nurse Joy and strolled through to the canteen. There seemed to be some sort of soup on offer with lumps of meat floating in it that were the same size as the buildings. Warren eyed it distastefully, but tried a little and was surprised to find that it was delicious.
"What meat is this?" he called to Nurse Joy.
"Donphan," she replied cheerily. Warren looked at the bowl for a moment, slightly disgusted, then shrugged and carried on eating.
"Poli, poli!" Warren looked down. Poliwag was back from Nurse Joy's magic healing machine and it looked fired up and ready for battle. Rattata and Weedle were behind it. They were looking at him expectantly.
"Alright," Warren moaned, "We're going to the Gym already." Poliwag cheered quietly.
"Poliwag, you've got the type advantage, so I want you to be my main man on this. Rattata, Weedle, you're badly off in types so you can just sit this one out." Poliwag looked a little nervous, but nonetheless, it squared its shoulders and marched out the door, waddling along on its short legs.
"Hello? Anyone home?" Warren stepped into the Gym. As far as he could tell, it was empty. The lights were off and the windows were shut.
"What kind of moron leaves a Gym unlocked and unsecured?" Warren muttered to himself. So he was quite surprised when he heard someone behind him reply:
"The kind of moron who's standing right behind you!" Warren spun round, swearing in shock. Standing there was a quite tall, Hispanic boy, roughly 16 years old.
"My name's Brock," He said warmly, "I'm the Gym Leader here." Warren grimaced. Judging by the polished ball at his belt and the Pokemon raising handbook in his hand, this Brock might actually care enough to put up a fight. Brock stepped quickly over to the other side of the arena.
"I'm guessing you came here for a Gym Battle, right?" he called. Warren nodded and wordlessly released Poliwag. Brock laughed.
"I guess you've done your homework," he said, releasing what appeared to be a floating rock with arms. "Bringing a Water-type to a Rock Gym - smart move. I'm going to have to fight for this one! Alright, Geodude, let's start with Tackle!" The Rock flew forwards towards Poliwag, who leapt over it, its long tail brushing against its face. Geodude stuck its left hand into the ground and did a quick U-turn, slamming into Poliwag's back as it landed. Poliwag flew to the ground, crying out in pain. Warren gasped. This Geodude was fast and strong. It was flying towards Poliwag again, but Warren had frozen, completely speechless. Luckily, Poliwag was not so helpless. Instead of dodging, it faced Geodude and, as Warren watched in amazement, the swirl on its belly began to spin, slowly at first, the faster. Geodude's eyes glazed over and it fell to the ground, fast asleep. Warren cheered:
"Alright, Poliwag, you learned hypnosis! Now that he's asleep, get up nice and close!" Poliwag leapt forwards and pre-empted Warren's next order by blowing a bubble attack right into Geodude at point-blank range. The living rock drew back, roaring with a horrible noise that sounded like rocks grinding. Poliwag launched another bubble, but Geodude threw itself forwards and stopped it with another powerful Tackle. Poliwag was thrown backwards. Landing at Warren's feet, it began to squeak weakly and was struggling to rise.
"Come on, pipsqueak!" Warren shouted, "You have a huge advantage over this thing! Now, are you going to lie in the mud and cry, or are you going to stand up, man up and kick this guy's ass?" Poliwag stopped snivelling and levered itself to its feet with its tail. It winced as it did so and Warren realised that one more hit would take it down, and there was no way Poliwag would be able to dodge anything. There was only one option left. He looked up and met eyes with Brock, and they instantly both understood what had to happen.
"Geodude, Tackle!"
"Poliwag, Bubble!" The tadpole shot a thick stream of bright blue spheres towards Geodude. The boulder Pokémon ploughed straight into them and was knocked out instantly, but it didn't matter. Its unconscious form flew through the air until it collided with Poliwag, knocking it to the floor in a cloud of dust. Warren knew what he would see when the dust cleared, but he crossed his fingers anyway. Just in case.