Menma Uzumaki was a man who enjoyed wandering, he enjoyed seeing new places, observing new environments and the creatures held within. Creatures such as the current beast he sat upon, Gyarados. A giant serpentine creature, scales shimmering bloody red a great contrast to the waters it waded through. It was capable of unleashing great tidal waves, beams of energy that could tear apart a small army, and devouring most of its smaller fish-like kin in a single swoop.
Unlike some people he didn't bother naming most of his collection. A few here and there, but most of them were just big tough sonsabitches that liked to fight, didn't care for names.
He'd dressed appropriately for rushing across the ocean, with Gyarados pulling him along he currently sat on an inflatable raft, only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, lathered in sunscreen and bearing a pair of shades over his closed eyes.
He liked to travel, but he also liked to do it in style.
His skin was slightly tanned from being out so much but he was naturally pale so there was only so much he could do, he had long, spiky black hair that was currently training in the water behind his raft, like an abyssal tail of spikes
Menma did love his hair, and a good drenching in salt water made washing it all the more cathartic.
Laying across his lap was a Gardevoir, a humanoid looking Pokemon with, unusually, black accents in place of the usual green. She still had the usual alabaster white skin of all Gardevoir's but her dress was off, in place of it was a black bikini, had to be custom made to conform to the red protrusion on her chest. There were multiple reasons Menma loved 'shiny' Pokemon, for Gardevoir it was her hefty chest and round ass.
Genetic Mutations were fucking rad.
Her 'hair' was a little longer as well, not by much but it was worth noting, her limbs were slight and fae light, it fit the whole 'Fairy' thing. Her name was Collete, and she wasn't used for fighting like most Pokemon, she was a 'traveling companion'. Due to her being a Psychic type her intellect was on par with most humans, the intelligent ones at least, and she used this intelligence to shack up with the traveler and bump uglies at any given moment, though with the whole 'Pokephillia' stigma they kept it to themselves...
Most of the time.
That's another story though.
Anyway, Collette had been with him since she was a Ralts, and ever since day one he knew she was special, aside from the obvious.
"I can't wait to get to Kanto and watch those bumpkins in Kanto flip their tits over seeing us together." That was it, she could speak properly. Almost every Pokemon had the capability, but it was the ability itself that made her different.
"It will be quite the sight I'm sure." He answered distantly, he had a bet to win, but didn't really hold a vested interest, aside from pride. And money.
"Thinking about Cynthia?" Asked Collette, tapping his cheek with her foot, he grabbed her ankle and kissed her shin before setting it back onto his lap. "You sweet thing you."
"I was thinking of the bet, yes." Menma answered, his arms moving to pick up the slim female and putting her back onto his chest, his arms wrapping around to rest on her flat stomach. Another mutation he was happy about, the 'protrusion' on her chest didn't come out the back, instead a red heart shaped mark on her spine in its place. "I find it stupid she's so hung up on me becoming 'official'. Then again I can't blame her, her challengers seem to be drooling morons."
Cynthia, the current Champion of Sinnoh, he'd met during his travels they'd shared a few drinks and a few stories and it ended up with her challenging him to a bet, a simple one for someone with a functioning brain. Go through Kanto, collecting all Badges and take the place of the New Champion.
If he won, she'd fork over a large sum of cash, along with a few rarer Pokemon from Sinnoh that he hadn't bothered to search out, and if he lost he'd do the same but with creatures from all over Server. Really he felt like it was as suckers bet but then again, like he previously said, he had a functioning brain.
The only problem would be registering under Khanto's laws, they were a little... Lacking in innovation when it came to the other continents. The biggest concern was the possible charges of Pokephilia, usually he could just explain that Collette had her own sense of free will, a few demonstrations later along with a conversation with the lady in question and people backed off. Khanto was infamous for still employing most of the 'Jenny' family as their standard law enforcement. Great cannon fodder and position fillers, but not the brightest bloodline in the world.
So that was the danger that came with his relationship with Collette and the only real threat to the bet. Which is probably why Cynthia chose Khanto in the first place. Which sucked because he liked Jhoto more.
Gyarados chimed at him, Menma perceived it as a 'We're almost there'. Some might just hear 'GYAROOOO!' But they were ignorant plebeians.
Pallet Town, residence of Professor Samuel Oak, known around the world as a good man, a good scientist and a terrible poet. Even at the age of 20 Menma had yet to actually meet the man, which he found a novel idea considering he'd been traveling for a decade now and had a habit of meeting people of some credibility.
He even had tea with Professor Rowan in Sinnoh. Lovely chap.
Anyway, with Gyarados' announcement, Collette turned over and pouted up at him, lifting his sunglasses molten gold locked with sky blue, "Kisses before we meet new people?" She asked, she would have pressed more but it was unneeded as his tongue was already down her throat, a muffled giggle escaped her as the pair had a quick, power pash before they got into sight of the town.
Rolling off him and whiping the saliva off her lips Collette had another giggle escape her, she was pleased at least. Menma dug into the waterproof slip he kept his belongings in and opened it enough to pull out a ball, and his jacket, Collete sighed and did the same on her side, pulling out a small necklace was a shrunken ball on it, "It'll only be for a little while." Menma promised to her amusement.
"I know, I'm just not a fan of stasis." She muttered with a shake of the head, he'd asked her what it was like in there, apparently like forced sleep, but they came out of it alert as ever. Like blinking but for a long time.
Menma enlarged the ball on the chain and tapped her head with it, she was swallowed up with a red flash of light, shrinking the red and white orb down once more he slipped the necklace on, Gyarados came up to a small alcove near the town, it was within sight and all, a small town. Nothing special, but humble beginnings tended to make legends. So the stories went.
Gyarados pushed the raft onto the beach and swam back a little until his master got his feet settled, "Alright, bud. I'll let you know when I need you, have a good sleep." Menma said with a nod of the beasts efforts, Gyarados roared a farewell and was sucked up into a ball. Menma tucked the Dive Ball into his jackets pocket before sifting through all the stuff in the raft, pulling out his bag and retrieving yet another Dive Ball. Opening it revealed a Feraligatr, a bipedal, light blue reptile with red spikes down its back and bulky build.
"Mind dousing me?" He asked, setting his belongings aside, Feraligatr nodded and waited for his master to step away from his clothing, releasing a low powered stream of water the beast cleaned off all the salt sticking to his Master's skin, Menma shook out his hair like a dog and slapped his cheeks to rouse the heat back into his body. With a nod to him the big reptile accepted the return with ease.
He sat around for a bit to drip dry and allowed the air to dry him off, Menma slowly put his usual clothing back on as his raft deflated.
A white dress shirt under a navy blue double breasted coat, black slacks and boots. Nothing too fancy but it was comfortable to walk around in, rolling up the raft he slid it into it's case and put that into his bag, before setting off, adjusting the strap as needed.
Pallet Town
In the sleepy town of Pallet roused all its inhabitants, as they were bidding farewell to a pair of boys. One was a young man with a cocky smirk and an air of superiority, light brown hair and a purple, loose top. Gary 'Motherfucking' Oak.
Don't ask about the nickname he was 10 and didn't earn it in the way you think.
The other boy was Ash Ketchum, the cringe is acknowledged. Lots of blue, a black shirt under a blue vest, blue pants and shoes. A hat with a red symbol on the centre and coal black, spiky hair. Along with strange zig-zags on his cheeks.
They were having some form of banter and exchanging words, blah blah. One who could be the Professor was behind. Old man, lab coat, wise look on his face. Pretty much the qualifying points. Aside from a few choice exceptions.
Young woman, charming, intelligent. Professor Juniper, lovely woman.
Getting off track. Anyway, Menma approached as the boys left, one in a car of all things and the other on foot, a Pikachu unwillingly walking off with him.
Menma approached and was immediately recognized, "Ah! Mr. Uzumaki, Champion Cynthia told me to expect you, a pleasure. I am Samuel Oak." Greeted the old man, Menma smiled and inwardly shook his head at the idea of Cyn helping him win the bet. The cunning woman probably had a few pitfalls planned.
"A pleasure to meet you, Professor." Menma said with a nod, his hair bobbing slightly as his head moved, "Can I take a moment of your time? To get myself registered and such?" Oak was more than happy to do so, ushering the wanderer into his lab.
"Alright, firstly how many Pokemon do you currently posses?" Asked Oak, Menma sifted through his bag for a moment.
"Quite a few dozen." Answered the man with a chuckle.
Later
It took a while but everything got sorted out. Menma idly noted the reaction to the sheer amount of Pokemon he kept on his person, unlike most he didn't subscribe to the whole 'Keep only 6' philosophy. That only hindered his journeys, so he didn't bother with it.
He set up near a tree and let Collette out, still in her Bikini, she fetched her clothes. Slipping into a black v-neck and using her 'natural' dress as a skirt, or more of a sarong but whatever. Natural in the sense that it evolved with her but it still didn't change the fact it was just an article of clothing. Collette didn't wear shoes for obvious reasons so she was up and ready to go in a few minutes.
"All set?" He asked, she was fiddling with her piercings, Edge Lord here watch out, a pair in her bottom lip and one in her tongue.
"Yeeup." She said finally, fiddling with the one in her tongue for a moment before standing up, and taking his arm as the walked. "So how'd it go?" Collette asked curiously.
"Well enough, Samuel gushed a bit over a few of the crew, he didn't seem to notice you on my neck." Informed the trainer with a shrug at her curious gaze, "I guess he got caught up with Gyarados and Tyranitar."
"They always get attention." She got all huffy until his leant into her a little bit, "Well when you put it that way." She snickered at his grin and wiggling brows. "Deviant."
"Says you." He shot back.
"Says everyone who catches us." She didn't even miss a beat, this got a chuckle out of him.
"They always look so surprised." And so the tangent of the sexcapades began, they began giggling like fools over the memories of people catching them in the act, there was always the even with the hot wax and the bondage straps...
Good times.
Before long they realized they'd wandered quite far, Pidgey and Spearow fluttering in a nearby field, he already had a Pidgeot and Fearow was fugly as all hell, so he ignored them. A few Rattata dashing across the path and deeper into the woods.
"Their thoughts are always so scattered." Collette observed, wild Pokemon thought about the world, and saw it, in such a different way to domesticated ones like her. While she was able to be coherent and had her own free will and such, these creatures were little more than just animals.
It was a very odd position to be in, caught in between two sides of the same world. Most people saw her as an animal, a beautiful one to be sure but still, and most Pokemon saw her as a humans pet.
"They themselves are scattered. Wild animals usually are." Answered Menma. Only to hear the rantings of a small animal, with a risen brow they came around a bend to see the boy from earlier, and his Pikachu, the small mouse sitting in the tree taunting its trainer.
"Come on Pikachu this is just silly!" Snapped the boy, Menma and Collette stood there for a moment, looking between the boy and his grumpy pet, only to keep walking. Apparently the little yellow creature took their brushing him off as an affront and tried to shock the pair with a Thundershock, only for a psychic Reflect to appear and reduce the ability to dull sparks.
"Pikachu you can't just attack people! I'm so sorry!" Quickly apologized the boy.
Menma turned over his shoulder, Collette casting a dagger filled look at the smug little mouse, "That's fine... Though I'd discipline that little rat of yours. If something like this happens again, I doubt the next person will be so forgiving." With that icy threat directed at the mouse hanging Menma and his Gardevoir continued on their way, Ash felt a chill go down his spine at those powerful golden eyes, the guy just looked through him.
It made his skin crawl to be sure.
Menma idly rolled another ball in his other hand, considering just flying from Gym to Gym to speed this whole thing up. But that was until he saw a balloon in the air, heading towards Viridian City, he frowned, how tacky a Meowth head?
"They're Team Rocket." Said Collette.
"I sometimes forget just how far your abilities can reach." Replied Menma with a small smile replacing the frown, she huffed again and nudged him.
"Mind reading and defense is about the best you're getting outta me and you know it big guy."
"S'ok. I've got a bunch of creatures that can level cities in my bag right now, I can handle having my lover be able to read minds and stop us both from getting vaporized at the drop of a hat." He replied, taking his arm out of her grasp and wrapping it around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head.
"I try to avoid thinking about who you have in that bag... Or the fact that a viable career path is allowing 10 year olds to gain said creatures of mass destruction. Good thing War seems to be a foreign concept."
"For now."
"Tomorrow always brings such wonderful things so yes, for now."
Viridian City
Menma flew in on Pidgeot, the big fluffy bird happy to stretch its wings for a change, the lovely creature was even more elated when he said she could have some time out as a reward for being so good, she immediately took off towards the forest in search of Caterpie to devour.
The glutton.
Menma was essentially doing a stake out to see what would happen with the apparent criminal organization coming into the picture. Menma had a narrow gaze fixed onto the sky as he and Collette got some coffee, she happily enjoyed a doughnut while he bit into a chocolate bar, she tapped his shin with her slim leg, getting his attention, she nudged her head over to an approaching Officer Jenny.
"Morning-Wait no, good afternoon Officer." He greeted, looking at his phone and spotting the fact that it was 1:28 PM.
"Is this Pokemon registered to you?" She asked bluntly, Menma's brain skipped for a second at the ham fisted attempt at a shakedown.
"Yes..." Menma began slowly, "Is that all?"
"Care to explain why it has piercings and is dressed that way?" She pressed further.
"Because she wanted to be, is this going somewhere?" He asked once more only for her to shoot him a look of loathing.
"Trainers like you disgust me, forcing your Pokemon to play to your little fantasies." She snarled, Menma took a breath to calm himself, he usually avoided getting worked up but somehow blunt and stupid pressed his buttons.
"Officer I'm quite capable of answering your questions, not that I appreciate the way you're speaking to my trainer." Collette, the angel that she is, cut in with an icy tone.
"You can talk!?" How many times had they heard that?
"Yes, now be a good girl and go away before I break your mind." A rainbow of colours flashed in Collette's eyes as she confused Jenny to the point where she just waddled back over to her bike and fell over it, unconscious.
Collette let out a low sigh as she rubbed the side of her head, Menma leant over to her and placed his hand over hers, easily dwarfing the size of her slight digits. "Need some meds?" He offered, this is why she didn't battle, she got migraines when using her powers for more than making a few basic tricks. One of the major downsides to having a mutated genetic code, some things just didn't work.
"No, no it's fine. But thank you." She kissed his hand and gently pushed it off, instead moving her chair slightly so she could rest her head on his shoulder, "But just let me rest my delicate self on you."
"Tsk, so needy." He mock sighed but smiled, he did love the way she picked up his flair for the dramatic when they were younger.
When the balloon came into view it also seem to be just in front of a storm of some kind large bolts of electricity, oh wait no that might just be the thunder rat. Either way, he had to book a room for himself and Collette for tonight, he'd keep someone on watch in case shit went down.
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