
Sam River
Sam took his first steps onto the route. He had gone and healed his pokemon in between (which nothing eventful happened with, just a simple pop in, heal up, move out.) He took a deep breath of air. This was a new place. He was going to face Lt. Surge though. Electric type. He had no ground types. But he had heard Tyrouge could learn a ground type move. He figured he might as well train them up and hope to get Earthquake. It would take a bit though.
It was late at night, facing another rattata. Finally he had made progress. He had to get Tyrouge forget about bullet punch but at last he had made a tremor. He felt more ready. An old man approched him, "your doing it all wrong sonny. A real earthquake attack is TM based." Sam looked at him strangely, "TM?" The old man smiled and waved his hand around, "Yeeaaa, a TM. Look, I have a moment. I have the TM your trying to teach your little friend here, but It will cost you something." Sam looked down, "I just lost all my money in a pokemon contest battle." The old man thought, "How'bout a trade. Have anything of value?" The old man was eying the the ultraball hanging from Sam's bag. Sam noticed, "How about an ultraball." The old man said, "NO no no, I couldn't possibly." Sam said, "Come on, I insist" The old man made a show of giving up. "Fine, if you insist." They traded off. Sam had been thinking, what a fool, TM earthquake is worth so much more than an ultraball. When the old man left skipping a bit to happily he called over Chuck. He used the TM and chuck learned Earthquake. Suddenly the disk desintigrated. The TM was old and valueless these days. He didn't too feel too suckered anyway. He still had earthquake, and 3 pokeballs. Onward and upward.