An Hour Later...

You kick out at one of the rocky walls, letting out a scream of frustration. You're lost, hopelessly so. After all that big talk to Nurse Joy about being able to handle yourself you've just wound up getting confused by the cave system and now you have no idea how to find your way out of here.

Things had gone well at first, as you'd stuck to the main path that was used by travellers, and had been able to beat a few hikers that you had encountered along the way. For all the walking these guys did, the majority of them had been overweight pervs, but you'd soon seen them off with your team, Mankey once again proving his worth by taking down their Geodude and Onix combinations.

However, you'd then been distracted by a Clefairy. You didn't even want a Clefairy on your team, but you knew it was a rare pokemon and wanted to catch it to prove some kind of stupid point to Professor Oak or something. You don't even really remember now; all that matters is that you chased the small fairy pokemon off of the main path, through narrow, winding cave passages, deeper and deeper into the darkness, and now you've lost not only the pokemon you were chasing but the main path as well.

You have enough food to last you a while, so you're not afraid you'll die in here or anything; you're just incredibly frustrated with yourself for getting lost so easily. This will be yet another setback on your journey, and by the time you get to Cerulean City Blue will probably already have the gym badge and be moving on to the next town.

You let out a huff of irritation and come to the realisation that standing around kicking walls isn't going to help you find a way out of here, and decide instead to just pick a direction, any direction, and keep following it until you find something. Not the most logical course of action, perhaps, but right now you figure it's all you've got.

However, you don't get very far before you hear a male voice from in front of you. "Well, well... what have we here?" You tense up at the sinister tone of the voice, and step back a little as a tall man in a black uniform steps out of the darkness, staring at you with eyes that somehow feel like they were undressing you as they look up and down your tight young body. He's wearing a black hat and has several pokeballs on his belt, but what really stands out to you is the bright red 'R' on the front of his shirt. Team Rocket...

"Don't you fucking come near me!" you yell at him, not wanting to take any chances. "I have pokemon with me that will fuck you up if you touch me!"

The guy throws his hands up in the air and smiles. "Woah, woah, woah, who said anything about touching you! I'm a law-abiding citizen, don't ya know?" You somehow seriously doubt that. "I just want a battle with you, since you're obviously a very talented trainer." His words are dripping with sarcasm and you hate it, hate how he assumes you're weak just because you're a girl. "Of course, if I happen to win that battle... that's when we can talk about touching." He smirks at you, horribly.

You really want to beat this guy. In fact, you need to beat this guy. "Alright then," you reply, staring him down defiantly. "Let's go."

"Go, Rattata!" he yells, and you suddenly feel unbelievably confident. Some organised crime gang this is.

"Go, Mankey!"