...mpressed to; this was unlike any pokemon he ever fought before.
The two exchanged blow for several minutes until they finally stood off at a distance, each realizing that this fight could drag on for days. They where just to closely matched. Meowth finally spoke. "What kind of Pokemon are you? Fighting? Normal?"
Gatomon breathed deeply, sweat dripping down her forehead. "Huh? First off I have no idea what you're talking about, second of all, I'm not a pokemon. I'm a digimon."
"Huh?" Gatomon curiously inquired.
"Try and grasp the concept." Gatomon said. "I am not from this world. I come from a different world. My world is filled with creatures called digimon, like me. And most have the ability to speak in complete sentences."
Meowth smiled. An entire world filled with these 'Digimon' would be an insurmountable find. An entire new class of pokemon! He wouldn't even need the boss; he would be his own. "OK suppose I believe you." Meowth continued. "Do you have digimon types?" He would need as much information as possible, maybe he could figure out a way to her world.
Gatomon went on. She didn't feel like fighting, and maybe this cat could help her out of here. "We have three types, Vaccine, Virus and Inform...