[Pokémon 1's Point of View]
As we gathered on the grassy hills, I felt violent movements coming from the neighbouring forest through the ground. All movement coming from my companions ceased. This silence was not long, however, as shock was soon replaced by panic and my friends began going up and down the hills in terror. I, too, felt this same terror, but I knew I had to remain calm so as to not increase the chaos that had already installed in our group.
So, I went into the forest.
Inside the forest, most Pokémon were panicking, which meant I was in the right place.
I held my head up high to see what was causing all the ruckus. A red Pokémon angrily shaking a tree... my vision isn't very sharp, so I couldn't tell exactly, but my trustful nose told me it was either a Hihidaruma or a Heatran, and since it didn't appear to be a Pokémon as large as Heatran, I assumed it was a Hihidaruma. But what would a Hihidaruma, a mountain Pokémon, be doing in this forest?
I wanted to get closer, but a larger Pokémon accidentally stepped on my head, burying me. A Diglett saw this, and, unfortunately, misunderstood the situation as the Pokémon trying to attack me, and began a battle with it to protect me - Diglett are our natural friends. I would like to stop it, but I was too weak due to the stomping, and just slid into one of Diglett's tunnels to rest.