The first wild Pokémon the duo encountered would be a lone Bellsprout. Skarmory called out from above to warn both Trainer and Pokémon. Charmander got himself in position, taking a battle stance that needed much work—arms out in front with razor sharp claws at the ready. The swaying Grass type simply looked at the overzealous Fire type, taking note almost instantly he was not yet use to the thrill of battling. Chancelor in return eyed the Bellsprout, taking notes himself—notes that allowed the tactical teenager to see what the inexperienced Charmander couldn't. "Be weary, g. This guy ain't playin' around. Let your guard down for even a second and y-...!" Bellsprout took the preemptive strike, dashing across the grass with blinding speed. "Arms up!" Chance calls out in a stern voice, Charmander being startled by the sudden pitch in tone, but did what was commanded.

The wild Grass type was extremely agile and flexible—dancing around the less agile Fire type and slamming him with long green vines. Charmander winced in pain, arms protecting a snarling face with a blazing tail swinging frantically like a pendulum. "Focus, bro! Just watch the movements. Do what we practiced!" Chancelor tells the little orange lizard, the eyes of the Fire type opening slowly behind clenched arms in an attempt to track the extremely fast Bellsprout. Slap after slap bounced off the orange skin of Charmander for very little damage, but taking hit after hit would surly make the very minimum damage add up to something vicious. That was until the path of the Bellsprout became more and more predictable—the way in which it 'bounced' around the battlefield was seen and pinpointed by the Fire type.

"You see it?" Chancelor asks, Charmander nodding behind two protective arms. "Good. Now strike!" He booms a mighty shout which gave Charmander the needed mettle to take control of this little fight.

When a swinging vine came down to hit one of the arms of the Fire type, Charmander predicts the hit location and suddenly grabs hold of the vine mid swing.

"Chaaaar!"

He roars in complete dominance and new found strength, Bellsprout struggling to regain control of a trapped vine. With a rather impressive display of strength, Charmander reels the rather light Bellsprout towards him, completely off the roots of the Grass type and rocketing directly at the Charmander with rather impressive speed. "Burn em'!" Flames ejected from the mouth of the Fire type and covered the leafy and earthy body of the Bellsprout. The damage done enough to render the wild Pokémon unable to battle—toppled, burn't, and seeing stars as Charmander stood over it victorious. Skarmory above witnessed the display put on by Charmander and roared in pride for his victorious brother.

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Chance goes over to briefly examine the victorious Charmander—hazel eyes looking the little orange monster up and down to ensure no major damage has been done to the little guy. Nothing but a few bruises and bumps from the brutal onslaught of whips, but Charmander still stood tall and as jolly as ever.

"Char!"

He calls out to the trainer with a very happy cry and hugs the leg of the teenager in usual fashion; warm body heating up the chosen leg like how a thick warm blanket would do. He was happy over the victory and happy that he could be showing his absolute best to the teenage trainer. From above Skarmory calls out again, circling around the duo, letting them known yet another wild Pokémon was coming.

Chancelor takes a moment to pull out a healing tonic; a healing spray; a potion. He shakes it a few times before unleashing the rejuvenating spray on the bruised skin of the Charmander. Now ready for another battle, the Fire type sees the approaching Oddish and puts himself in a similar fighting stance as before. "Just like earlier, g. Put it all together and make quick work of this one." chance says while patting the little head of the Fire type, gently pushing him forward to commence the next battle.

The Oddish was much slower and way easier to deal with than the earlier Bellsprout—Oddish lacked both the speed and power to put even an ounce of damage on the superior Fire type. So, all attempts it made at hurting Charmander were shrugged off and ignored, the steaming body of the Fire type pressing forward despite feeble attempts on the Oddish's part. First thing Charmander did was hit the little weed Pokémon with a brutal scratch followed by an ember that seared and caused major damage to the Grass type. As soon as it began, this battle was over with Charmander holding another win under his belt—the experience being gained more valuable than the wins because the young Pokémon was learning how to utilize the power flowing through it, but also learning how to work with the trainer he is partnered with.

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Another victory brought Charmander that much closer to achieving the power both he and his trainer knew he was capable of. Big blue eyes first looked up at Chancelor—the human looking onward towards the orange lizard with the utmost amount of pride. Then those very same eyes would turn skyward, the soaring Skarmory gliding down towards them and suspending himself directly beside Chancelor, the armored Pokémon also looking onward with the utmost amount of pride and respect. At this moment, Charmander realized what it meant to be a 'team'. It didn't matter if he won or lost any of those past battles, it only mattered that he learned from them—learned and realized he would no longer ever be alone again.

The big baby blue eyes of the orange lizard closed as a white light overtook the entirety of its little body. It grew steadily, becoming bigger, taller, stronger, and wiser. Chancelor looked on with a clutched fist, realizing what was happening and realizing everything he had instilled in the jolly Pokémon was now beginning to blossom like a rose in spring. Skarmory joined Chancelor, head tilted to the side, this being the first time the infant bird had ever seen Pokémon evolution. Though, when it was all said in done, standing in the place of the once friendly, jolly, and lovable Charmander stood a red almost dinosaur-like Pokémon.

"Charmande-, I mean Charmeleon. Bro, how do you feel?" Chance takes a step forward and Charmeleon breathes out an intense torrent of flame. The teenager stops dead in his tracks and cocks a brow, not entirely sure if the personality of his once baby boy had changed for the worse. That was until the mean looking Charmeleon ran forward and hugged his leg in similar fashion; still as jolly and lovable as ever, just a bigger boy now. While hugging the leg of the trainer he adored, the red lizard spotted a Sunkern off to the side overlooking the entire thing. Charmeleon detaches himself from the leg of Chance, and prepares himself for battle.

Before Chance or even Skarmory could see the little seed Pokémon, Charmeleon had already made extremely quick work of the thing. A simple swipe of extremely sharp and deadly claws was all it took to fell the poor Grass type. "Damn, man. Look at you, g. Lookin' like a million PokéBucks. We're gettin' there. Keep up the good work and you'll be a king in no time at all." Chance and Charmeleon both grin their toothy grins, both Pokémon and human extending their arms with hands balled into tight fists to engage in typical bro-like gestures. Their knuckles touch to signify their friendship and another day of training concluded.

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