Hello everyone. This is my first Endeavour and Pokemon fanfic and my first crossover story. I hope all will enjoy it.

Also, I do not own Endeavour or Pokemon or their characters.

Hello everyone. This is my first Endeavour and Pokemon fanfic and my first crossover story. I hope all will enjoy it.

Also, I do not own Endeavour or Pokemon or their characters.

This will be using ideas from the Pokemon Games, Anime, and some of my own ideas.

Most of the information comes from these two sites:

/pokedex/national

and

wiki/Main_Page

Summary:

Detective Endeavour Morse is probably the biggest mystery at Cowley Police Station. At least he is to his fellow police officers. He is an officer who prefers to keep quiet and not to have a Pokemon Battle when challenged. Many wonder about him, including his higher-ups.

First a Trainer, but then a Detective

Chapter One

Cowley Police Station was always noisy during the day with all the sounds rattling through the building. Besides the sounds of talking and typing, a lot of noise comes from the Pokemon that the officers had out. Thankfully, none of them were too big or no one would be able to move through the station.

Only two people did not have any of their Pokemon out. One was DI Fred Thursday whose reason was not to add to the noise and the other was DC Endeavour Morse, but no one knew his reason.

After his first two weeks since his transfer to Cowley Station, no one really bothered Morse anymore. At first, everyone wanted to battle him, but he never accepted their challenges. Soon every officer left him alone. Well, most of them.

DS Peter Jakes always seemed to bother Morse, trying to get him to accept a Pokemon Battle, but had no success.

PC Jim Strange was another officer who did not leave Morse alone, but he was friendlier. He did challenge Morse at first, but after he rejected his challenge, he did not ask again. Beside DI Thursday, he was the only one who was friendly around Morse.

DI Fred Thursday had never challenged Morse to a Pokemon Battle since he met him. He did not know why, but he never bothered the Constable about it. In his mind, Thursday believed that if Morse wanted to battle, he could ask someone himself, but he does hope that someday soon he could battle Morse. He was curious about Morse's Pokemon and their strength.

Typing away at his desk, Morse was finishing a car theft report when Jakes walked right up to him, his Sneasel at his side. He started to bother Morse, wanting to battle him. Morse rejected him and then ignored him, but Jakes was not letting up. As this was happening, most of the other officers in the office area were watching them.

When Strange came into the office with his Heracross, he saw what was happening and went right up to Jakes.

"Leave him alone, Jakes. If Morse doesn't want to battle, he doesn't have to," said Strange.

"Stay out of this, Strange," barked Jakes.

"I won't. It has become an annoyance whenever you bother Morse, wanting to battle him," told Strange. Everyone was watching them, including Morse.

"How about you shut your mouth or I'll beat you," said Jakes. At this, Jakes's Sneasel stepped forward. He seemed like he wanted to fight.

"Sneasel sneasel."

Heracross stepped in front of Sneasel.

"Hera hera heracross."

Strange looked at his Heracross and then back at Jakes. He answered, "Yeah, I'll battle you."

"Fine. I'll meet you at the Battle Yard in ten minutes," said Jakes and with that, he and Sneasel left.

Strange watched him leave.

"You didn't have to do that," said Morse.

Looking at Morse, Strange said, "Don't worry about it, matey. Someone has to shut him up."

"Do you think you'll win? Jakes may be full of hot air, but he's not a bad Trainer," stated Morse.

"I won't know until I try," said Strange.

A few minutes later, Strange and Jakes were standing in the Battle Yard. It was just a large standard Pokemon Battle field. Nothing special.

Strange chose his Heracross and Jakes sent out his Sneasel. Unfortunately for Strange and Heracross, the battle was over in less than ten minutes with Jakes and Sneasel as the victors.

"Next time, stay out of things that don't involve you," said Jakes with a large cocky smirk on his face. He returned Sneasel to his Poke Ball and left.

Strange was on his knees next to his defeated Heracross with a miserable look on his face.

Morse had watched the whole battle from a distance. He was not sure what to do. Before he could decide, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Are you not going to comfort your friend?"

Morse turned to see Thursday walking up to him.

"Sir?" questioned Morse.

"Strange stood up for you and battled Jakes so he would leave you alone. Not many people would do that," said Thursday.

"But I didn't ask him to," told Morse.

"That makes him an even better friend," said Thursday and he left.

Morse watched Thursday leave before turning back to Strange, who had returned Heracross back into his Poke Ball.

"Friend," Morse whispered to himself. He started to walk up to Strange, who had just stood up.

Once Morse was in front of him, Strange turned to face him and said, "Sorry, matey. Thought I could beat him. I didn't even stand a chance. Maybe I should have chosen a different Pokemon."

Shaking his head, Morse said, "Heracross was an excellent choice."

Strange raised an eyebrow at him.

Morse explained, "Heracross is a Bug and Fighting type, which is very effective against a Dark type like Sneasel. Yes, Sneasel is also an Ice type, but Jakes's Sneasel only has one ice attack. Also, Sneasel has a very weak Physical Defense and Special Defense. You just need to get a good few hits and you and Heracross would win."

Strange looked surprise and said, "You know a lot, matey."

Morse shrugged and looked away as he said, "If you like, I can help you. I can even help teach Heracross very useful move." He glanced at Strange.

Even more surprised, Strange said, "Really, matey? You would help me?"

Nodding his head, Morse said, "I will, but you can't tell anyone. I don't want everyone coming to me for help."

"I understand," said Strange.

"Good."

"Since Sundays are our free days, we can meet then," suggested Strange.

Morse nodded as he took out a pad and pen, writing something down. Ripping the page out, he handed it to Strange as he said, "This is my address and home number. Call me when you are on your way."

Taking the paper, Strange wondered, "How long do you think it will take for Heracross to beat Jakes's Sneasel?"

"I can't say. It all depends on you and Heracross." With that, he left.

About two months had passed and in that time, Strange would go train with Morse. After that time, Morse had told Strange that he was ready.

"You want a rematch?" questioned Jakes, raising an eyebrow. Strange was standing in front of Jakes's desk.

"Yes," answered Strange.

From his desk, Morse watched from the corner of his eye.

Sighing with a smile, Jakes stood up from his desk and said, "Sure, why not. I could use an easy win."

The two of them headed to the Battle Yard. Morse soon followed.

At the Battle Yard, Strange and Jakes stood on opposite of the battlefield with another officer standing as referee.

"This will be an one-on-one Pokemon Battle. Each Trainer will only be allowed to use one Pokemon each. The winner will be decided when either Pokemon are unable to battle," informed the ref, who then said, "Choose your Pokemon."

"Lets go, Sneasel," called out Jakes, throwing a Poke Ball, which released Sneasel.

"Sneasel sneasel," said Sneasel, ready for battle.

Strange gave Morse a quick glance before throwing a Poke Ball, shouting, "Go, Heracross."

"Heracross."

Heracross was also ready.

The referee looked at the two Pokemon before saying, "Begin."

Before Jakes could open his mouth, Strange quickly ordered, "Heracross, use Aerial Ace."

Heracross opened his wings and with a burst of speed, he flew at Sneasel and struck the dark weasel with a slashing motion. This sent Sneasel flying across the battlefield.

Once Sneasel came to a stop, Jakes commanded, "Sneasel, get up and use Icy Wind."

Sneasel quickly got onto his feet before shooting out a strong wind that contained sparkling blue snow from his mouth at Heracross.

"Heracross, dodge it and get close to Sneasel," ordered Strange.

Dodging the Icy Wind whenever it got close, Heracross quickly flew at Sneasel. As Heracross flew closer to Sneasel, Strange shouted, "Now Heracross, use Chip Away." With that, Heracross's hands and wrists began to shine white.

When Heracross was close enough to Sneasel and had found an opening, he struck Sneasel, pushing him back.

Grinding his teeth, Jakes quickly said, "Sneasel, use Feint Attack."

Getting back onto his feet again, Sneasel swiftly moved, suddenly appeared in front of Heracross and struck him hard.

Heracross was pushed back, but was able to stay on his feet.

"Now attack with Metal Claw," commanded Jakes.

Sneasel's claws glowed silver and he charged at Heracross.

"Heracross, strike back with Brick Break," ordered Strange.

With glowing white hands, Heracross blocked Sneasel's attacks and when he got the chance, he struck Sneasel.

"Sneasel, get some distance from Heracross," shouted Jakes.

Sneasel automatically backed off and made some distance between them. He was badly injured and breathing harshly.

Heracross was barely hurt and slightly panting.

Jakes growled and ordered, "Sneasel, Icy Wind."

Sneasel shot out another icy breeze.

"Dodge," called out Strange. Heracross quickly moved away from the attack.

"Lets finish this. Heracross, Stone Edge," commanded Strange. This shocked everyone.

Three or two blue rings surround Heracross's body. Then, the rings glow white and form into chunks of gray stones that circle around his body. Heracross's eyes then glow green and he fires the stones at Sneasel.

Contact was made and Sneasel took the full blast. A small smoke cloud formed around Sneasel.

When it cleared. Sneasel was out cold.

"Sneasel is unable to battle. Heracross and Strange are the victors," announced the ref.

The crowd that had formed as the battle went on started to cheer.

"Strange completed overpowered Jakes."

"I can't believe Jakes lost so badly."

Chatter filled the Battle Yard.

Morse was heading away from the Battle Yard when he passed Thursday.

"You helped him," stated Thursday.

Stopping, Morse turned to face Thursday. He looked down at his shoes and said, "I didn't do much. Strange and Heracross did all the work."

A small grin appeared on Thursday's face as he said, "But you still helped him not matter how small it was."

Morse looked back at Thursday, but before he could say anything, they were interrupted by Strange.

"There you are, Morse. I was looking for you," said Strange. He then saw Thursday and looked a little nervous

"Sir?"

"Don't worry. He knows," told Morse.

Strange signed in relief and said, "Sorry, sir. I promised Morse I wouldn't tell anyone about him helping me."

"Its all right, Strange. I understand," said Thursday.

Looking from Thursday to Morse, Strange said, "I want to thank you again for all your help. I wouldn't have beaten Jakes if it wasn't for you."

"You don't have to thank me. You and Heracross did all the work," said Morse.

"Not true. I wouldn't have been able to win without you," said Strange. He then asked, "I was wondering if we can continue training together? I've learned a lot from you and I want to learn more."

He quickly then said, "We don't have to meet every Sunday. We can train every so often."

Surprised, Morse looked from Strange to Thursday and then back to Strange. He took a minute before saying, "I guess it would be all right. We can schedule what Sundays we can train or not."

Strange smiled at Morse and said, "Thanks, matey. You don't know how much this means to me."

He then said, "I need to go. Have work to do." He left.

Morse watched him go and then turned to look back at Thursday.

"That was kind of you, Morse," said Thursday.

"He's all right. Fast learner. Probably won't need to train with me for long," said Morse.

"Even if that's true, I can bet that Strange would still train with you," said Thursday. Morse shrugged and the two of them headed back to the office.

Hope you enjoy it. Thank you for reading. Hope you have a wonderful day/night. Bye.