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"I sure am professor!" Victor was gasping, "sorry for the delay here is my assignment and Im ready to take my... first pokmon? How? Didnt I had to take a final te... no, of course not how silly of me, of course Im ready for my pokmon!" Victor faked knowing he wouldnt fool Aaron that easily. "Erm... yeah so anyways Ive heard youve got a grass one that can evolve into a wind one right?" He continued still nervous that Aaron would remember his final exam hoping that he would put an end to paperwork sooner than thought, Aaron however, stared at him with a grin.

"Wow, those sound like some interesting pokmon," Victor commented as he became astounded for a moment by the vast selection of pokmon and wondered how theyd be like outside their pokballs. Nevertheless grass type had always fascinated him and he was more than curious to know about the wind-type. "I hold my decision proffesor, Ill take Youthistle" he stated while pointing to the pokball Aaron first referred to.

"Okay Prof., come on out Youthistle!" Victor exclaimed as he tossed the pokball at an open space in the lab, after a little light show a small creature appeared; it was yellow but had green leaves covering most of its head (which seemed to be also its body). It surely looked more impressive than those "Pokmon Trainer: A good start" illustrations, and Victor couldnt be happier to call it...
"My pokmon... come here Youthistle you naughty little brier!" he commanded in excitement. But Youthistle didnt look naughty at all, when it approached Victor it had a serene expression in its face which made Victor believe it was not a shy pokmon but it wasnt also rash. It didnt matter, Victor had received its first pokmon and it would be best if he started gaining its trust; he patted it, and it closed its eyes happily but without emitting a sound, then he tried another thing. "Come back Youthistle!" he shouted as he returned its to its pokball.
"So Professor, you mean this machine right?" Victor said as he placed the pokball on the slot.

"Now then, if you'll follow me, there's something else we have to do," Victors professor said. As he led Victor through a door in the back of the lab, he couldnt help but think his final exam was coming...
"Your last class...is your first pokemon battle!" announced Aaron. "Are you ready?"
Victor looked at Aaron perplexed but then he understood, no better test than a battle thats for sure, Victor wanted to nod but the emotion didnt let him, instead he shouted. "Im ready professor Aaron lets do it! Go Youthistle!" He tossed the pokball into the arena and his pokmon came out.

Both Youthistle and Victor were startled to see the flying-type; they were at disadvantage. It would be better if they took it out as soon as possible...
"Nevermore, Growl at Youthistle," instructed Aaron.
"Youthistle try leering at Nevermore!" Victor commanded.
Nevermore was evidently faster, because it was first to strike. Youthistle shuddered from the loud intimidating
growl but managed to hold itself together, then he casted a piercing leer on Nevermore.

<i>Ouch, Youthistle! So this is how pokmon battles are like: I can almost feel its pain, but I also feel its determination, I just hope it can also feel my desire to win and follows my strategy!</i> These thoughts crossed Victors head as Youthistle maintained its position despite receiving Nevermores tackle.
"Great work Youthistle! Now Leer one more time!" Victor shouted.
Youthistle did as told.

"It is time, Youthistle! Take it down with tackle!" Victor called.
Youthistle hopped towards Nevermore and tried to hit it with its forehead.

Rise from the dead my pretty! Sorry for the long delay Miravistel.
Victor could notice that his partner had analyzed its opponent enough to be able to predict its moves. Nonetheless, Nevermore was quick, as soon as he glanced at Youthistle, it skipped sideways and barely evaded the fatal blow. "Youthistle, tackle it once more!" Victor told his pokémon.