Oh, CRAP! I thought to myself as I dove behind a rock, hearing the Persian's Swift break against it. "Bri!" I shouted, "Cover me with flamethrower!" "Right!" my blaziken said, and she let loose a stream of fire in the Persian's direction, as I sprinted towards the center of the room. I could see my objective. Reach it, and we win. Fifty feet to go. The thought popped into my head, and I knew where it came fro- "Dice!" a voice shouted from off to my side. Crap. "Use Fury Cutter!". I looked to my side to see a scyther closing in on me. I turned to face it, I raised my paralysis rifle, but it was too late. He was already there. I quickly tried to defend using my steel wrist bracers, when a thunderbolt blasted him to the side. "Thanks, Sparky!" I shouted, as I turned to see my Jolteon leap off of a rock and run towards me. I turned back and continued running. I leapt the final three feet and landed on the pad. It instantly changed from green to blue and I heard a robotic voice boom out.
"-Blue team has taken the objective. Blue team wins-"
I sighed in relief and sat down on the pad as it shut down. I looked up to see the blue, cloudless sky turn into a gray, metal ceiling. I got up and walked over to the sidelines where a door and long window could now be seen, instead of a canyon wall. I stepped inside to see my best friend, Brent, already there. "Nice job, Brent. You had me on the ropes for a second." He put his towel down and looked up at me.
"Yeah, but you always knew just how to train your pokemon in defense and attack. I'm just glad you didn't plaster me with your paralysis rifle like last time, Dill" I smiled remembering how his fatal mistake put him in my line of fire. "I was frozen from the neck down for two hours." "Well, now you know to watch your corners." I smirked. I looked over to see my Flygon putting a burn salve on Persian. In total my team consisted of a Blaziken (female, Brianna) Jolteon (female, Sparks) an Umbreon (female, Twilight) an Espeon (female, Shimmer) a Flygon(female, Cassie) and a Lucario(male, Luke). I turned toward Brianna, with a disapproving look. "You didn't overdo it again, did you?" Bri looked away guiltily. "Sorry, but you know how I get in battle." "Yeah, I do." I was the same way at times. The Persian, named pearl, looked over at Brianna. "Don't worry about. I'll be fine, Bri. A little bit of burn slave, a little rest, and I'll be as good as new. Besides, you just gave me a reason to lie around the house all day and be lazy." Pearl smiled, and Bri laughed a little bit. The two were actually best friends. The day we first met Brent, the two hit it off immediately, just like me and Brent.
Brent was about to argue about the "lazy" part, but Cassie just said "That's right, just stay off that leg (Her shoulder was injured ) for about two days. Besides, like she said, you don't need to worry, Bri. The last time you overdid it, it was much worse." She giggled and we looked to the pokemon in question. Brent's Shiftry, named Shido. He looked away in embarrassment. "Please don't bring it up."
The whole room filled with laughter as we remembered the last time. It had been me, Brianna, and Cassie, versus Brent, Breeze (his female sneasel) and, of course, Shido. Shido had directed an improvised flying kick at Cassie a she was falling due to Breeze's Icy Wind, when Bri intervened with a flamethrower. Unfortunately, due to the positioning of his legs, he was severely burned from the waist down. Particularly, his, um, "male" regions. We quickly took him to the pokemon center and he was fixed up. But he had to be bandaged from the waist down for three days. And that, inevitably brought out the story. After the laughter died down, we sat in "the dugout" as I called it, making small talk and discussing future strategies.
Brent looked up at the clock on the wall. " I should get going. It's almost 5." He said. "Alright" I said. "See you tomorrow, Brent." "See-ya, Dylan. Pearl, Return!" He said, holding out a shining black Luxury ball. Bri quickly said bye to her friend, as the Persian turned into a stream of red light and disappeared inside. "Come on, guys" he said, as he opened the door and stepped out. His pokemon quickly followed. "Lets head back up to the house guys. I need a shower." I opened the other door to make enough room for Cassie to fit through. I turned to watch my pokemon walk out the door. I noticed that Sparks fur was more brown than yellow and the smell of sweat hung to Bri. As they passed I said to them "You two could use one too." They seemed to finally notice their less than clean state.
You must be wondering how I can understand my pokemon. Let's start from the beginning. The year is 3217. Pokemon battles have evolved and now professional challenges require trainers to battle alongside their pokemon, on the field. My name is Dylan Galeson. My father is Robert Galeson, one of the richest men in the Meeano region. That is how he is able to afford a holographic battle ground housed in a building like a large hangar, just like tournaments. It can generate any terrain from a woodland glade, to a volcano. He also could afford poke-human translators for me, Brent, and himself. They allowed us to better communicate with our pokemon in the battle field. And he could also afford the huge mansion we lived in, which was now coming into view.
I opened the front door and instantly Cassie was on the couch, channel surfing. She squealed softly in excitement as she saw her favorite show was on. For a fast flyer, she sure is a couch potato. I shook my head as I went up the stairs to my room. All of my pokemon had their own rooms, again, due to my father's funding, and Twilight headed to hers and Luke went towards the fitness center, clearly thinking he needed more than just a round in the "holo room" as we called it. I went to my room, passing Bri heading into one of the 5 bathrooms that wasn't in a bedroom, and Sparks and Shimmer heading into another. Shimmer often helped her sisters in the shower using her telekinesis as they only had paws. Entering my own room, I locked my door, stripped down, and hopped into my shower.
Feeling refreshed, I dried off and put on a fresh pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt. My alarm clock read 5:23. I headed down to the kitchen to make dinner. I took a cooking class by choice, and as a result, distaste pokemon food. I opened a cupboard and took out several different berries and got out some vegetables. I grabbed a knife and started making a salad, and made some rice balls on the side. Though I got some strange looks and comments, the small, brass bell I got for Christmas sure made things easier when gathering the gang for meals. It was loud enough to be heard throughout the house, but had a sweet gentle tone, so it didn't become annoying. As usual, Cassie was the first one there, waiting patiently for a plate. She was followed by Luke and the eeveelutions. They all grabbed their plates ( I carried Sparks' and Twilight's plates) and sat down in the dining room to eat.
I waited patiently for Brianna, but ended up going to get her. I could already hear hair dryer and her favorite music. Pop. I knocked on the bathroom door and called out "Bri. Time for supper." I waited a couple seconds before the hairdryer stopped and the music was turned off. "Okay." Came the reply. "I'll be down in a sec. I sighed to myself and went to the dining room. Upon entering, I saw Luke staring daggers at Cassie, who was nervously shifting her gaze back and forth between her plate and him.
The rule is that no one can eat until everyone is present, a family dinner, if you might. I like to just talk with my team at the end of the day. But Cassie usually cares more about the meal, and starts to get anxious after a long wait.
I know I don't need to worry about the triplets because Shimmer usually keeps them in check, being the oldest and wisest. Bri finally arrived just as I was sitting at my end of the table. Cassie looked at her in relief, and with a nod from me, everyone tucked in. I knew I was a good cook, part of Cassie's anxiousness, and they never failed to praise me about it. Tonight was no different.
"This salad is delicious!" exclaimed Bri. " Did you change the change the recipe?" "No" I replied. "I just tried a different seasoning." "Honeyed rice balls? Yes!" shouted Sparks in glee. They were her favorite.
After the meal, we retired to the entertainment room for a movie. It was a new release called "Electric Justice". It was a basic action movie plot, starring some male actor playing as Parry Jones, and his partners. A "Hunky" Jolteon as Sparks said, and an Amphros. They were tracking down some drug lord that was selling illegal, "hopped-up" rare candies. Of course, they caught the bad guy, stopped the production, and got a promotion, which he declined. Talk about cliché. They all enjoyed it however, though you couldn't really tell with Luke, but I knew he loved cop shows, movies, or anything with justice being served. When it was done, I looked to see Sparks nodding off, with Shimmer and Twilight already asleep. "Alright guys" I said. "Time for bed. It's nearly midnight."
Bri stood up, yawned and stretched, then crossing her arms behind her head, went to her room. "Luke, help me with these two." I said, indicating the two sleeping sisters. He nodded and said a short "Okay." He picked up Twilight, and I got Shimmer, with Sparky following sleepily behind. "Come on, Cassie. You need your sleep. We have to go into town in the morning." "Okay, okay. I'll be up in a few minutes." I turned, rolling my eyes. "Whatever. Just get to bed." As we went upstairs, Sparky nearly fell asleep, so I had to carry her the rest of the way. Me and Luke dropped them off in their rooms, then we each went to our own respectively. Not realizing how tired I actually was, I fell asleep the instant I hit the bed.
