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It was dark. It was scary. Piplup had no where 

else to go. Piplup shivered with the cold. A 

Sneasel scampered past. It had happened so 

quickly, like it was nothing. Moments ago, Piplup 

was made to be abandoned by Dawn. Piplup 

curled her fists up as she thought of Ash-- the 

one who decided it.

Piplup wandered through the forest of Illex, who 

got stuck already. Piplup was tired of walking-- 

and thinking. There was an illuminous tree with 

a shine of light dawning on it in the distance. 

Piplup crawled under it and rested. The first 

night of Piplup without Dawn.

Chapter 1    

Mischievous Munchlax

Piplup awoke feeling refreshed. For a moment, she forgot about the 

incident yesterday. Piplup was unsure of where she was.

“Wh-where… am I?”Piplup got confused, but tried to focus. Today 

was a lovely, sunny day, and nothing was going to ruin it. 

“Oh well. I guess I’d better find Dawn and…”Piplup froze, as she 

remembered that there was no more Dawn. There was no more 

Ash. There was no more Pikachu… Not even all the other Pokémon! 

“Hey! SOMEONE HELP ME!!”Piplup screeched, determined that 

someone would hear her and rescue her, like Dawn finding out that 

she’d gone missing. But no one came. Piplup grew anxious and 

eager to know what happened. 

Meanwhile…

Ash, Pikachu, and Dawn where trailing across their path. Dawn 

suddenly remembered that event of yesterday— the incident with 

Piplup. Ash spoke, just to prep things up a little for his next gym 

battle.

“Hey, Dawn! What is it? Is this about Piplup? …Don’t worry about her. 

She’s fine. All she needs is a break. It’s OK, Dawn. I know how you 

feel. But shouldn’t you think about your contests for now? Me too!! 

I’m already imagining me getting that next gym badge! Cant you 

imagine for when YOU get your ribbon, too?!”Ash was getting excited, 

too hyper that Brock had to calm him down. 

“Ash… Don’t take it too seriously. We’re almost there. You can do your 

little ‘gym badge winner’ introduction thing when we get there. OK? 

Just don’t get too excited NOW…” Eased Brock. Dawn stared at the 

ground and re-thought of what Ash had said: “She’s fine” and “think 

about your contests for now?” they rang in her head like it was the 

right decision, but inside her she knew that he was wrong. 

Later on…

Piplup cast the whole scene into her head. She tried to think of how 

she had been wrong. What made her deserve to be abandoned. 

It was a regularly normal day, Dawn thinking about her contests and 

Piplup thinking about her achieving them. Dawn was getting nervous 

when it was her turn on the stage, as this was her first time in a 

contest. She looked eagerly at her Pokéball which contained Piplup. 

Piplup remembered that she was dancing and prancing in her Pokéball.

Dawn ran out to the centre and threw out her Pokéball—hearts and 

patterns shot out as Piplup smiled and gleefully made a perfect 

entrance. Dawns’ opponent, George, had already flung out his 

Pokéball, containing his prized and beloved Munchlax, who grinned as 

he jumped out of his Pokéball. Musical notes shot out and vanished 

into the air. 

Piplup gulped as she remembered this Pokémon eats ALOT. Piplup got 

frightened, since in her eyes Munchlax was a towering enemy giving 

her a nasty grin like he was about to kill her. Piplup shivered—then 

leaped up, even more frightened when Dawn asked her if she was OK. 

Piplup knew that she wasn’t but continued since she didn’t want to 

displease her trainer, her beloved friend Dawn. Georges’ go was first, 

so Munchlax used body-slam. Piplup screeched and tried to dodge, but 

fell down, hurt and sore. Piplup couldn’t move, and was tired and 

weak already.

George grinned and so did his Munchlax. Piplup knew that she was 

going to lose but didn’t give in yet. Not yet… Piplup had an idea. She’d 

throw a bubble beam, then jump up and use a nice, strong peck, with 

all of her remaining strength. Dawn commanded Piplup to use water 

gun, but Piplup ignored Dawn and went with her plan. She used a 

quick bubble beam at the Munchlax, perfect hit, then jumped up and 

flew, swirling around as Piplup was creating her peck move. Piplup did 

not know then, that she had just learnt drill peck. Dawn knew, so 

congratulated Piplup. Piplup remembered that she smiled and looked 

bravely at Munchlax. Munchlax struggled, struggled to get up and 

then… K-O! Piplup had won, and ran up to Dawn to jump on her, but 

Dawn went aside and didn’t look happy. If Piplup had remembered 

what Dawn said, she probably said:

“PIPLUP!! How could you? You disobeyed me! I know that you were 

doing it because you knew you had to, but… You must listen to your 

trainer, and I will listen to you!!”Suddenly, Dawn turned around and 

sulked. In Dawns’ head, she was worrying about how bad a trainer she 

was. Ash came and sat beside her, trying to comfort her. 

“Look, Dawn… I know that you’re angry about what Piplup has done. 

But, hey… You DID win the first match after all, right? You’re on the 

second round! Congratulations to you and your Piplup!” Ash started to 

get jumpy, so Brock gave Ash the ‘glare’. 

That evening, on that day, Dawn finally made her decision; she’d stop 

worrying about Piplup by letting her stay in the wild for some time. 

She talked about it to Ash, and he nodded solemnly at Piplup. Piplup 

grew paler and paler by every word they spoke. She knew it. It was 

time. Piplup remembered that she ran away crying, running off into 

Illex forest, without realising from the fuzz of her tears. Ash and Dawn 

noticed Piplup, and attempted to run towards Piplup and tell her that 

they wont abandon her. Piplup did not know, so ran away, hoping for 

a better life… which started in Illex forest.

That was all of what Piplup could remember. Piplup padded to an Oran 

tree. She plucked one berry, and it fell. Piplup picked up the berry and 

took a bite into it. They were the best berries that she had ever tasted. 

Maybe she would stay around for a while, gathering things for her new 

life, her new journey.

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