Just because I�m travelling with Tetsubo, no doubt, I�m asked to tell the world 
about my Gym Battles.  
I�m not a very good speaker, so after some careful thought, I decided to hand 
in some diary entries.  
When you�ve got amnesia, you tend to start being cautious about memories and 
write things down, this will probably show another side to me that I feel the 
world need not see, but I suppose its for the best.  
I�ve decided that Tetsubo is nice once you get to know him, he doesn�t treat me 
like a child, but if he thinks he�s going win the Kanto League rather than me 
then he�s wrong, I have to win or I may never find my parents.  

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Gym Battle in Pewter City (by Michael Keens/ Exodus)  
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I arrived in Pewter quickly, after riding on Armour, my protective Rhyhorn.  
He shielded me from danger like I meant the world to him, it made me wonder 
about the person I used to be.  

I had just showed a girl with green hair that even withdrawn trainers could win 
matches.  
It was kind of pathetic the way I took her Pok�mon apart, literally.  
They were sure to be headed up here, and I wasn�t in the mood for any more of 
that girl�s patronising speeches, or that boy with the turquoise hair telling 
me that he had seen me in the Safari Zone, I kept it in mind though, I might 
find my memories or my parents there.  

I went to the Gym before it closed up for the evening.  
�One last trainer before I shut up for the night.� said a gruff man.  
He looked of Asian heritage, and had spiky hair, a yellow shirt and blue 
trousers, and his eyes were locked in a narrow stare, almost as if his eyes was 
shut.  
�I suppose this�ll be quick.�  
I wasn�t giving him satisfaction by answering.  
�What�s wrong, can�t you talk?�  
�Only when I have to.�  
�You sure are direct, little girl, I�ll go easy on you.  Two-on-two battle.�  
I was cross from the little girl treatment but there was no need to answer to 
that either, I was mature for my age and if he was stupid enough to 
underestimate me, then he deserved to lose through his generosity.  

�I choose Graveler!�  
"GRAVELER!"  
�Pixie, you�d better handle it.�  
�Clefairy!�  
�A tiny Pok�mon like that won�t win, Rock Pok�mon have a great defense against 
Normal-types.�  
�Show him how good you are Pixie, Metronome.�  
�Clefairy!!!�  
A weak Psychic attack pushed the Graveler back but it curled into a ball and 
rolled forward.  
�Pixie, move aside...�  
By now Pixie had picked up on my way of thinking, �Move aside� to me, 
meant �Run a lot� to her.  
I rarely showed my fear, or fear for my Pok�mon�s safety, but they knew I 
cared.  
�Pixie, another Metronome, concentrate on Grass or Water attacks.�  
�Cle-fairy!�  
A Flamethrower attack appeared from her fingers.  
�No, Pixie, I don�t think that�s right.� I said sarcastically.  
She sighed and leaped over the rolling Graveler.  
�Clefairy! Fairy! Fairy!�  
An Egg Bomb, a Poison Sting, and a Thunderbolt.  
All ineffective.  
Pixie was trying her hardest but the nature of Metronome was basically like a 
box of chocolates, not knowing what you�ll get.  
�Don�t worry Pixie, just keep avoiding that Graveler until it happens.�  
She smiled and shot out a Water Gun which blasted the Graveler back, it tumbled 
into a heap and stayed down.  
�Nice...� I said simply, rather than releasing a lot of positive emotions.  
I simply didn�t find the use for leaping and shouting like some other trainers 
I�d met.  
�You proved your point girl, but your doll won�t be able to withstand this 
Pok�mon�s attacks.�  
�RRHHHYYY!!!�  
My eyes narrowed and I almost felt like smiling.  
�Pixie, Return, Armour, this is your specialty...�  
�RRHHYYY!!!�  
The Gym Leader gasped, �How did you manage to catch that Rhyhorn, no one has 
brought one of those in here!�  
�To tell you the truth I�m not quite sure myself.�  
�Don�t make jokes, child! Rhyhorn! Horn Attack!�  
�Armour, do the same.�  
They clashed together and wrestled with their spikes.  
�You can�t beat my Rhyhorn, he has experience! Rhyhorn! Take Down!!!�  
Armour was hit and slid back.  
�Stomp it down!�  
�Move aside, Armour.�  
He moved away slowly, like me he remained very much calm most the time, the 
other times, he was quite ferocious and only I could control his actions.  
He moved to the side and the other Rhyhorn crashed down.  
I didn�t expect the next occurrence, the stomping caused a tremor in the arena 
and it knocked me down and towards the enemy Rhyhorn as it was stomping.  
Armour screamed and used �Take Down� rather effectively.  
The enemy collided with the wall and fell down damaged.  
Armour looked weary, damaged by its own attack.  
�Armour...� I said surprised, he had just saved my life.  
�I knew you were protective of me but...�  
�Rhhhyyy...� he groaned but gave me a rare look of kindness.  
I didn�t know what drove Armour to protect me, but I was rather happy to have 
someone to fend off danger.  
When I chose the name Armour, I didn�t know how much the name would suit him.  
�Okay Armour...  Fury Attack.�  
�RRRHHYYY!!!�  
He charged forward and rammed the enemy with all his strength.  
And the match was ours.  

The Gym Leader was astonished.  
�I�m sorry I doubted you, you really do know how to handle your Rhyhorn, I see 
I�ll have to improve my training to match those like you.�  
�There are no others like me.� I replied darkly.  
�Here you go, a Boulder Badge.� he said handing me a grey octagon gem.  
I held the badge and stared at it, then closed my hand around it quickly.  

I left the city late at night.  
With no money I�d have to camp out in Route 3, and continue living off people�s 
generosity.  
It wouldn�t always be like this, I constantly told myself.  
I�d find my parents and maybe regain the traits of my former self.  

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