Prologue

Disaster Strike


The glare off of this Pokemon was one of complete hatred, heavy claws gleaming scarlet, or peach? In the lighting, snow white fur shone under the dim lights of the cafe. Like most Pokemon centers in the region, a small cafe was added onto it, occasionally offering trainers free PokeBeans, a warm drink, or cold, to soothe the mind and body.

This was anything but soothing. The trainer who's pokemon had broken out of its ball seemed uneasy, before aptly trying to return the enraged Pokemon to its containment. But everyone had seen already, for as stunning as the creature was, for even she did not know its name, it was clearly thin. As though the faintest touch would cause it to shatter as though made of feeble glass. There's a thick, suffocating silence in the air, as the Pokemon darts away from the red beam, snarling and pacing in aggravation, launching some sort of psychic based attack towards its trainer. They did not look Alolan either, and the thin Pokemon, devastatingly thin, shook in its place.

Yet still, no one moved. Out of the corner of her eyes, she could make out some Skull kids trying to sneak out, frightened. So this wasn't one of theirs. Obviously. The style seemed more Kantonian, or Unovian. But regardless, the attack did not connect, and the male shouted angrily, bringing out another Pokemon, more well known. Crabominable. A beast of a pokemon, both fighting and ice based. But, where it should have been blue, it was red. Her eyes narrowed then, and despite her obvious better judgment, moved between the enraged catlike pokemon and snow crab. Her manager, her stepfather, hissed for her to stop, his voice low and on the finest edge. This wasn't their place to intervene, the police were on the way with the Kahuna, Olivia would be here soon just wait.

But she did not wait, unclipping the name tag, marked Anahita, from her apron, promptly pocketing it. Her arms crossed, she stared down the brawler snow crab and raised a brow. She really hoped she looked a lot more certain than she felt, feeling herself quivering in her boots.

"Doesn't this seem like a little too much force to get a Pokemon back into-"

The snow crab lunged, following a brisk command, slash? Anahita was no trainer, and from what she knew, the move should severely injure her. But she couldn't let this Pokemon, clearly mistreated, maybe too harsh training? Be hurt for a reason unknown. So she closed her eyes, seafoam hidden away, and brought up her arms in an attempt to hopefully take less damage. What she did not expect, was the thin, aggravated pokemon from behind her, to suddenly leap over her, bringing its curved horn down to intervene with the slash. She didn't even see it but felt the pokemon blow back into her, it's fur course and rough. Her breath knocked out of her, she freezes when she feels blood. This wasn't a safe move, this was intended to kill. Not to knock aside a pest or subdue a pokemon.

This was a real slash, not, not the safe slash that chipped away at a Pokemon's aura, not the safe slash that yes, would draw blood but would heal easily over time. Anahita wrapped her arms around the pokemon that had saved her, and that, was when the police arrived. Olivia's famed Lycanroc swiveled in front of her, and the trainer that caused this whole mess, he retreated. He returned his Crabominable to its ball, and ran.

The silence returned, before Nurse Joy hurried over, muttering something about needing to get Absol immediate treatment. The Pokemon cradled into her, its name was Absol. It was also unconscious, and from she could see on her apron once the Nurse took it away, had been bleeding, blood drenching her front as it whined-

Was that its leg?

Anahita promptly fainted.


Authoress: Just a test story for me to follow, as an avid Shiny Breeder myself, I wondered what could be real effects on breeding Pokemon for stats, abilities, skills, even just for it to be shiny. So voila! Superluck was born. Heavy themes of Pokemon abuse in the future, as our Protag will be seeing a lot of the nitty-gritty.