I'll take Gengar (Ghost type) I'll write it up and post tomorrow.

I'm going to post what I came up with, feel free to edit/cut/etc. to make it work or sound better when the pieces are all brought together. :)

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Nick, sputtered and choked on sand. This day was not going at all as he expected.

As he sat up and looked around he began to wonder where he was. He had never seen anything like this. Sand as far as the eye could see.

He knew there had to be water somewhere. He hoped anyway, after that mouthful of sand. He pushed up from the ground and began to walk. Nowhere in particular, but he knew he must keep moving.

As he walked, he had the strangest feeling he was being followed. Three separate times he turned quickly, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever was behind him. Finally, on the fourth attempt, he saw it. Well, not all of it, but enough to know what had crossed his path now.

The flash of dark purple and that characteristic grin. He knew this had to be a Gengar.

Quickly he opened his backpack and pulled out a pokeball. Now was his chance. He came face to face with Gengar and realized this poor creature was already damaged. He decided it was time and threw the pokeball in hopes of capturing his very first Pokemon.

With that he heard the click he had been waiting to hear. He quickly crossed over to pick up the pokeball, and it was then that he was reminded of his friend Tina and her enthusiastic smile as she had explained the Maiorano tradition earlier. He knew what to name this mischievous girl. He pulled out his pokedex…T - I - N - A.

As he quickly tucked the pokeball containing Gengar into his pack, he had a renewed confidence that he would find everything, or everyone...he was meant to find on this journey.

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