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Hello, beloved readers! I'm back with one more chapter! And I forgot the disclaimer in the other chapters, but everyone knows I don't own Pokémon and never will own. That's why this is a fanfic, isn't it?

Mike, the Pokemon Pokemon Master

Chapter 4 - Childhood Friends!

It was around 7 p.m. when Mike came to his senses. The last thing he remembered was that he was outside with his pokemon and it was sunny, but after taking a look around he noticed it didn't match with his memories in the slightest. He got up from the bed he was laying on and noticed somebody else was in the room.

"Mike! You're awake!"

The Blaziken didn't even have time to see who had said that and two little projectiles came from nowhere, landing abruptly on his face. Mike fell back to the bed with his two friends jumping on him.

"Thank Arceus you are fine!" Layla cried with tears of happiness shining in her eyes.

"Man, don't you ever do this to us again!" Dylan said using a serious tone, but started crying soon after. "We thought we were going to miss you!"

"Wait, what happened? I don't remember being knocked out."

"Well, I'm sorry about that. It was my fault, actually, R's fault. But we had to."

"Ringo! I didn't see you there! But why did you have to knock me out?"

"You entered in berserk mode or something like that after eating a Rare Candy. And then you started to destroy a Pokemart. You even attacked Dylan because he was trying to stop you."

"Oh, no! Rare Candy, you said? Sorry guys... I thought it wouldn't happen again..."

Layla, Dylan and Ringo were silent for a moment. They were a bit confused about this not being the first time that had happened.

"So, it seems like you haven't changed at all, Burnt Chickie. Or should I say, Mike." A fifth voice said, coming from the doorway.

"Wait, Mad Bedsheet? Is it you?"

Everybody turned their faces to the door. A very tall and mostly white pokemon was standing there, with is arms crossed. He had light blue hair and arms and had a long sword and a knife, both floating near him covered in purple energy. His body had a faint shining and there were rips and blood stains all over his kind of dress. But even with all these battle signs, he was still graceful like any other gardevoir.

"Hmpf. Like you, I've got a new name. Call me Achilles from now on."

"Mike, do you really know this guy?" Ringo asked in surprise.

"Yeah, we're childhood friends!" Mike's three newer friends' jaws dropped in perfect sync. "Didn't he tell you?"

"I don't go telling all my life to any person I meet, you know."

After taking a better look at his friends, Mike noticed they were a little tense and kept giving Achilles some weird looks, like they were afraid of him. But he decided to leave this fact aside.

"So, Bedsheet, do you mind if I told them how we became friends?"

"Not at all. And stop calling me that."

"All right! It was like this..."

*Flashback*

Torchic was wandering around the rehab's building. He had nothing to do and no one to talk to, so he decided on exploring the place. After looking inside a few empty rooms, he found one that had someone in it. He entered the room and silently approached the pokemon.

"Hello,! You're a ralts, aren't you? Do you want to be my starter pokemon? I'm going to be a pokemon master!"

The psychic pokemon jumped in shock. He was so concentrated meditating that he didn't notice the little fire chick coming near him.

"What the heck are you talking about? You're a pokemon too, aren't you?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. I still can become a pokemon master, you know."

"You're nuts! Leave me alone."

"No, I'm not! And I want you to be my first pokemon."

"No way! Now go away before I kill you."

"Ok, I'll go for now. But I still want you to come with me in my journey."

"Whatever. Just go now."

The Torchic continued looking at the Ralts for some more seconds before leaving, his eyes shining with determination. The Ralts simply returned to his meditation.

Some days later, Ralts received another visit from Torchic, who stubbornly kept asking the same question he had asked on the first day they met. Annoyed, the Ralts answered with a confusion attack, but Torchic was able to dodge it (making Ralts even more annoyed). Since this day, they started fighting always they saw each other. If Torchic wasn't so good at fleeing, he would be dead by now.

One day, Torchic received a Rare Candy from one of the Chanseys who were taking care of him and he immediately ate it. The feeling of becoming stronger was too good and it made him want more and more candies. Torchic entered in berserk mode and started to attack everything and everyone in his way. This had never happened before, so no one of the staff pokemon was prepared for this. They all just stood there trembling in some corner while Torchic burner everything down. But he soon got tired since he wasn't very used to fighting and because of it, he blacked out.

All that noise wake Ralts up and he went to see what was disturbing his meditation. He found Torchic unconscious in the first floor and carried him away from the fire. Those staffs were a bunch of chicken-hearted useless pokemon. How could they just run away and leave the chick? After this event, the pokemon staffs hid all their Rare Candy supply the best they could so that it would never happen again.

Ralts didn't take much time to evolve thanks to his constant training and Torchic's annoyance. It had been only a few weeks since he had been admitted in the rehab center. As a Kirlia, he became too powerful for the staffs to keep him there and so he fled.

*End of Flashback*

"And that was when we split."

"If you weren't so weak, you could have gone after me. And it seems like you still are. Knocked out by two hidden powers? Lame."

"Oh, so you reconsidered my offer and came back to ask to be my pokemon?" Mike's eyes were shining with happiness.

"Of course not. I'm looking for someone. Actually, I have to go now. See you."

"Uh, OK then. Bye Bedsheet."

"It's Achilles, Mike."

"Sorry, I forgot. Bye Achilles."

With that, the Shiny Gardevoir left the room.

"Hey, guys. Why are you all so quiet?"

"Mike, I know he's your friend and all, but haven't you heard the stories about him?" Ringo was the first to talk.

"Which stories?"

"People say that a shiny gardevoir that carries a long sword and a knife has been killing many people and pokemon. And he's so poweful no one dares to fight him. Your childhood story only proves that he's really something."

"Yeah, and then he comes from nowhere and carries you to the pokecenter. Poor Nurse Joy was totally frightened. And all the others left the Pokecenter as soon as he got in." Dylan added.

"Did he really do that for me? How sweet! And I didn't even thank him!"

"Mike! What we are trying to say, is that he's too dangerous. You should take care." This time Layla was the one to speak.

"No problem, guys. He's a good pokemon. And I'll convince him to join us. With him, we'll be invincible!" Mike punched the air and raised his fists in a signal of victory.

The others decided to give up, seeing that Mike wasn't going to change his mind.

"I only hope he doesn't eat any other Rare Candy."

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Uh, why did I put this here? I have nothing more to say... Oh yes. Reviews and constructive criticism are vey apreciated! Thanks for reading!