With the successful capture of the gastly and not really interested in anything else, Genesis found herself wondering the safari zone for something interesting. She had two poke balls left. Pondering for a moment, the woman decided to maybe get a tenticool. Poison types were something else she fancied. With that her new target in mind, the froslass and trainer started to head to were she last saw water. Although they were only useful in the water, it was still a poison type.[break][break]

On her way to the water source, a little ice cub popped its head out of now where. Although ice type was one of the rarest type out there, Genesis didn’t really want it. And instead, ignored it. “Get lost,” she mumbled to it as she walked right passed it, waving it off, “Find someone else to bother.” The wild creature blinked and watched the woman go right pass him. Let’s be honest, he was probably okay with that. Her mind was set and it just didn’t fix her list.

A long sigh escaped the woman as she ventured further and further into the safari zone. The sight of a dragon type right off the bat was a good sign. At least, so she thought. But now as she wonders, an hour had pass and here she was with nothing. Her gaze flickered to the salazzle. “At least in the wild, you can entertain yourself will battling pokemon. Here, you can’t do anything.” Another loud sigh came from the woman, hands on her hips. “Let’s go check over there,” she offered, pointing to a dark cave in the distance, “I would think ghost types would be in there right?” The salazzle didn’t say anything, just nodded and started her creepy walk towards the tunnel.[break][break]

It took a few minutes to get to the tunnel, crossing over a small pound and stuff. But when she arrived, the woman was not disappointed. Upon entering the cave with her fire and poison type pokemon, a shadowy figure was seen deeper in the cave. Thrill of the hunt took over, darting towards the figure. And when she was close enough, a ghastly appeared before her. It appeared shocked as though it didn’t expect her to be there. If this was a cartoon, droll would be running down the side of her mouth. “Hey there gastly,” the woman said in a gentle tone, slowly reaching for the safari ball, “I have plenty of ghost friends for you to play with.” This was what she wanted. A shiny gastly.[break][break]

Being careful not to startled the gastly, the woman tossed the ball. The gastly easily floated out of the way, dodging the ball. “Shit,” she cursed under her breath. Picking the ball up, an idea came to her. Recalling her poison and fire type and sending out a fellow ghost type. The froslass floated up to the gastly and smiled playfully. “Froooooslassss. Frost. Lassssssssssssss.” Genesis watched on the edge of her patience. At first, the gastly only blinked at the ice and ghost type before it snickered and replied back. “Gaaaaaaaassly.” The woman smiled, success. Throwing the ball again, the woman managed to hit its mark. Fingers crossed as she had a staring contest with the ball in hopes it didn’t open.

To much surprise, the woman already found a pokemon as soon as she entered the safari zone. The even bigger surprise, it was a draniti. The creature was peacefully napping under a tree, curled up in a ball. A part of her wanted to catch it, to trade it off for something better. Dratini were supposable rare. However, this was her second time coming across this dragon. Were they not are here? The woman pondered her options for a while. Catch or not to catch. Ultimately, Genesis decided to pass. After all, they are going to be common here in the safari so everyone and their mom was going to have one. That and, it was a male. With a shrug of her shrugs and a gaze to her company, she motioned for them to continue to search. She didn’t want to waste the day on something she didn’t even want. After all, she did spend money to get in here. The search continued…

With her love of ghost type pokemon flourishing more and more everyday, the rumor of gastly spawning in the safari zone forced Genesis to spend the rest of her money on a safari ticket. How could someone not want a gastly? Seriously. Even the thought of owning a gengar brought delight to the woman eyes. However, the woman wasn’t going to get any old gastly. She wanted the best. Of course, she won’t mind a tentacool and maybe an extra draniti. Who knows?[break][break]

With that, the dark haired woman entered the safari zone. Today, she was accompanied by her fire and poison type salazzle. The lizard slithered next to her as her trainer let her gaze flickered over the open field of the wilderness of the safari zone. “Game plan,” she explained to the pokemon, pointing with her fingers so the pokemon would understand, “Let’s start over there, moved to over there, then hit the water for a bit.” Her gaze flickered to the salazzle to be sure she was listening before turning back. “We might run into other pokemon that we need to avoid.” The creature nodded. “Okay, lets go.”

As soon as the woman started to venture into the cave of Mt Pyre, her luck once again showed itself. Her eyes narrowed in the dark, spotting something that looked like a pumpkaboo. “Froslass, use bliazzard.” Without a moments hesitation, the froslass took in a deep breath. She could feel the cold swirl within her ghostly form. And when she felt like the attack was ready, her mouth opened wide and realized a harsh freezing wind of snow and ice towards the figure. The wild creature hollered as the ice attack battered at its body. And like expected, the ice attack knocked the pokemon out with just one blow. The pumpkaboo fell to the ground, out cold. “Yes,” the woman whispered to herself with a fist pump, “Now my turn.” Reaching into her pocket, the woman pulled out the common two tone ball and tossed it. She hit her mark, the wild pokemon being sucked in. Bring out her phone, she scanned the creature inside. “I was right. Pumpkaboo and its female. Perfect.” Satisfied with what she got today, Genesis turned to head out of the cave grinning ear to ear.

Genesis found herself hunting for ghost types once again. There was something about ghost pokemon she loved, yet she couldn’t put her finger on it. This time however, the woman made the trip to Mt Pyre in hopes to find something good. Although she had to admit, no complains so far on her luck. As she arrived at the base of my Pyre, the woman called out a pokemon. The ball burst open and old reliable froslass appeared. “Hunting down more ghost type,” she informed the ice and ghost type as she motioned for them to move, “But psychic are here too. At least, that's what it said online anyway.” The dark haired woman pointed to the cave. “We will probably find more inside then outside. After all, ghost love darkness more than light.” The froslass nodded, the pair entering the cave.[break][break]

Darkness fell upon them for a moment as it took a few minutes for her eyes to adjust from the brightness outside. A chill ran down her spine, already getting a spooky feeling. “Alright,” the woman started as she marched into the tunnels, “Let’s keep an eye out.” With that, the duo ventured into the cave without really worrying where they were going or what direction. If she was smart, she would have made marks on the waters to remember how to get out. But, her mind was too focus on the hunt.