Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon and make no money with this, not like I would try anyway.

Chapter 7

I wake up on a nice, warm and soft bed. 'Wait a sec, did I not fall asleep on the ground?'
The memories of yesterday start to come back, but I still don't know how I did end up on this nice sleeping spot. I open my eyes and look down to see my trainer. That explains a lot. But taking a closer look Kitaro does not look too happy with my choice of place to take a nap.
I slowly get onto my feet and walk off him. Hope he does not take that personal. He groans while getting into a sitting position. "You seemed to enjoy your sleep."
I look a bit embarrassed, but more puzzled. "I have no idea how I did end up sleeping on you. Normally I don't move in my sleep."
"I think we ignore this topic for the moment."
"I have a new question. I'm not your only partner, right?"
"Yeah, I think we should make a quick introduction and test your abilities."
He grabs a capsule, he did call them Pokeballs, and releases a Pignite. "I thought you want to show me your team, not my breakfast. He looks tasty."
Kit coughs."This is Flig. I started my journey with him and I think he is one of my best friends and partners."
The pig looks onto the ground. "Don't honor me that much. Without your help I would still be a Tepig."
"Or my next lunch if we would have met." I know we should work together, but one or two bites would be great.
"And who is this little dragon? A new member of our team or a test for my patience?"
I lick my lips while Kitaro has to gulp. He looks like he has a problem with his nerves. "He is a new member. I think I will let the others introduce themselves. I get a heart attack if everyone gets this greeting."
He pulls out three more balls and releases the rest of his team.
First I see a snow cone with one large head. 'More food?'
Second a funny, black dressed girl who gets out, takes a look around and lifts piggy. I turn to her. "Don' you dare to touch him!"
Flig and the girl look at me confused. "If anyone eats him , it's me!" The pig drops onto the ground while the psychic type focuses at me.
Anyway, the last member seems to be something made out of clay. It switches between looking at me and the somehow fast exhausting Gothorita. 'What does she do? I can't see any results besides her almost collapsing.'
Our trainer looks at her too until something seems to snap inside of him. "Goth stop. It's no use, you only kill yourself, if you try to lift him!"
She stops glowing, I did not even notice she has started, and throws me a glare. "So he is even heavier than he looks? Impressive, I can't believe something outweighs Flig."
Before anyone could react I jump forward, land on top of her and try to use my weight to squash her. Kit is the first to react and realize what I just did. "Drakke, please get down, don't kill your teammates."
Next one is Flig who just grabs my waist and lifts me off her. She grins again. "Better luck next time, Drakky."
Bad luck for her Flig holds me in a way I still face her and because he does not want to hurt me I have enough space left to grasp my power and hit her with my dragon breath. She is out cold and I have to grin. Maybe this will be more fun than I first thought. My trainer looks puzzled, then forces himself to smile. "So the sparring match with Goth won't be necessary anymore. Let's start with Cream and Drakke instead."
The ice Pokemon seems to grin and almost cry at the same time. "Poor Goth. Don't hold back, dragon."
I lick my lips while looking at the Vanillish. "Can I eat her if I win?"
"No!"
"A tiny bite?"
"No."
"You're no fun."
While I have this little chat with my master I walk over to my opponent. I whisper to her. "Sooner or later I get my snack, Creamy."
Telling her that I step to the left as she tries to hit me with a white, cold beam. "You missed."
She floats forward and tries a mix of a tackle and a headbutt. A dodge later I let fire engulf my teeth and bite her, I think it is the neck, ripping out a mix of flesh and snow.
"I like your taste."
She seems to be in a mix of pain, anger and something else. I wonder why she is blushing as she turns around.
Kit is screaming again. "I told you not to eat her!"
"It's only a flesh wound, that will heal. Don't go so soft on her!"
She seems able to continue to fight, so I walk in front of the next tree. I grin. "You have enough already?"
She runs, floats, forward and fires a second beam. I evade, run around to the other side of the now frozen tree and tackle it.
It falls onto the ice pokemon and I walk over to our trainer. "That was an easy enemy. The others are tougher, right?"
I glance over to Flig and Golett. "You think you can handle a two versus one against Flig and Melog?"
"I won't die if I lose, so why should I worry?"
None of them seems too happy to hear that. Both run at me simultaneously. "Don't get cocky, Drakky!" They even scream at the same time while charging at me.
I try to step to the right and bite Flig left hand. I succeed, but the next step of my plan, to swing the pig into the clay thingy, did not turn out that well. What I thought to be fat on piggy has to be muscles as he simply picks me up on his left hand and slams his fist, with me attached to it, against the fist of Melog. "Ouch."
"Still thinking you're superior?"
"And want to eat me?"
I'm a bit dizzy, but I don't think they are that much stronger than me, even if working together. "You two did some training on that move before?" I let go and drop onto the ground.
"You give up?" The ground type did not seem too concerned.
I snarl, there is no use, but it gives me a bit of confidence and I need that if I want to continue. "If that's all you two got I think I can think about taking a nap before finishing you."
My taunting does work, as both try to kick me while I'm still between them. I roll out of the way and while I see them kicking each other for a few seconds I feel a new power building up. My fangs feel like frozen and I try out my new power by letting my instincts guide me again and doing a serial of bites at Melogs leg. "Ouch, that's cold. How did you do that?"
A few quick bites while circling him later he seems unable to move.
I could have dodged the burning pig jumping onto me, but I did forget about him while freezing the Golett. "The psycho was right. You are heavy." My dragon scales ease the heat, but I have to get out before I get flattened. I struggle, but it seems to be in vain. I feel my air supply getting low and blackout.
To get back by a slap after what feels like a few seconds. I keep my eyes closed, it's no fun fighting if you're not allowed to eat your enemy.
I hear Kitaros voice. "We did tell him to tap out if he needs air and is unable to continue, right?"
Next I hear Flig."I did not."He sounds unsure.
"I think me neither, damn. You think we lost him?"
"I was already worried by the time me and Melog squashed him. I did put a bit too much power into my punch and by the sound of it Melog did the same. And you are aware we only use it against fully evolved Pokemon and even they react with more then a little flinch."
"That scared me a bit. He did flinch, but was able to get up and take down Melog after getting hit. When did you notice he stopped moving?"
"That's a bit confusing. He stopped struggling after a minute, but his dark pulse did hit me a few seconds afterwards. Because of that I did wait an additional minute before taking a look at him."
I raise my head a bit hearing I would have created a dark pulse. 'I never did that before, no wait I felt a dark aura on my second day, but how does it work? It seems to be based on my instinct for survival alone, but there has to be a way to use it willingly.'
Any further thoughts of mine are interrupted by a crying Cream ramming me. "You're alive!"
I shiver a tiny bit. "Yes, I am. And I would appreciate if you back off a bit, sweetie, you're too cold." I do like her, especial her taste, I would take a bite in a while if I get the opportunity, but I think I would leave enough to recover for her. And to evade discussions, sweetie like sweet taste not sweetheart.
As soon as she backs off I'm confronted with the almost completely opposite. A huge, flaming pig hugging me, I'm more comfortable with fire than with ice, and the thought of taking a quick bite crosses my mind, but that's an awful lot of contact, so I just mumble. "A bit of space and air, please."
The pig takes a step back and I get a chance to see the other teammates are alive and up, too. The Gothorita throws me a glare while Melog seems to has a confused look on his face, it's hard for me to read anything out of his face, as he looks at Cream and me.
' Did I miss something important?' After all that our trainer walks up to me. "How long have you been awake?"
"Since the last slap someone gave me." Kit staggers a bit. "We only tried that once."
"Mind to tell me how long I was out?"
"Flig tried to wake you up with a slap right after he got off you."
"So only a bit over minute."
Flig walks over to us again."You want to say you did blackout after you stopped struggling?"
"Yes."
"And you did not try to use dark pulse?"
"No, I did use it only once while awake and that was at the day after I hatched."
The pig coughs. "You did not train the move and are able to use it in a strength I am able to feel?"
"Is that a sign for your weakness or my strength?"
"You risk getting under me again!"
"If I get the chance to eat you I'm ready for the next round!"
Kitaro watches our little, verbal fight for a while before raising his hands. "Both of you stop! The sparring if over and we have to get moving."
He lifts the capsules and we get sucked in. Instantly I feel trapped and attempt to break out. Resulting in me getting out again and gaining a puzzled look from my trainer. "I should ask someone who has some knowledge on that matter if a Pokeball can break if a captured Pokemon keeps forcing it's way out."
"Stop forcing me in and there won't be a problem." We walk quiet for a few minutes. He's not that fast, but my leg is still healing, so the slower pace is absolutely fine for me.
"You got no more questions, Drakke?"
"Only a tiny one. What are we going to do next? Head to some tournament and win delicious food?"
He scratches his head. "No. The most tournament force you to have a minimum of badges to participate and I have so few I'm only allowed on a few low ranked ones as I have only three badges."
"So we head to the next place to get a badge?"
"In short terms? Yes, but we have to win a fight against a gym leader to get the badge."
After a few more hours of walking we reach our destination.
"Nimbasa City?"
"Yeah, we will try to get the Bolt badge here."
"If you're always so high spirited before fighting in a gym I think I know why you only have so few badges. A bit more confidence, please!"
I grin, I hope I get some nice snacks if I win.
"You do not think about food again, do you?"
"But I like food and thinking about it."
"Please, when the fight starts concentrate, I need the badge to continue my journey and get a champion."
"Can I eat the gym leaders Pokemon?"
"No, but I buy you something tasty if you win."
"You promise?"
"Yes"
"Then I promise to focus on the fight."
"Deal, but let's go to a Pokecenter first. I think we all need some rest and a check-up if you are fit and ready for the fight."
My leg comes to my mind, but it healed to the level of an itching scratch so to say, nothing anyone would worry about. And my breathing did get a lot better lately, too, after the Mienfoo almost cut off my air supply while standing on my neck. So nothing to worry about.
"I hope the nurse does not overreact on every scratch she sees. I got a few, but nothing serious."
"Then you don't have to worry, she only mentions serious injuries, like a broken bone or something like that." My bone feels like it did grow together again, so nothing to worry about. I grin. I'm almost back to tip-top-condition.
We enter the building and Kit walks straight to a counter. "Hey, I would like to have a quick checkup on these four guys and a detailed one on Drakke."
Telling her that he pulls out the balls with my teammates and then points at me.
The woman points to a spot in front of the bar. "Come over please. We can't check you if you don't come near."
"Does she understand me?"
"I do." I slowly step closer. "But hurry up, I don't want to miss dinner."
She looks at me calm. "You don't move like you have any injuries, but if your trainer wants a elaborate checkup I will do one."

Half an hour later the nurse seems to have lost her peace. "I'm shocked you are even alive and able to stand! The bone of your left front leg looks like it has been shattered and is slowly growing together again, your airway did take some serious damage in the past and your spots look like they will start to bleed any second!"
Her screaming did catch the attention of my master and he runs over as fast as seems capable of. "You told me you were fine."
"I am, only a bit hungry, can we go to dinner already?"
The nurse shakes her head. "What sort of trainer gets a Pokemon of less then half a year in the kind of battle that leads to broken bones and a damaged air tube? And how did you manage to get his spots to get so sore they look like the will burst any second?"
I snarl. "I was born with those spots."
Before I get the chance to start something stupid Kitaro steps between us. "Wait, what? You said something about broken bones and a damaged air tube? I think the damage on the air tube could be the result of our first sparring match with my Pignite as he did get squashed by the pig, but I had no idea you have a broken bone somewhere. Did you trip somewhere on our walk here?"
"The bone did look more like it was shattered and less broken. But you seem to have no idea what I'm talking about so I'm sorry. You do not seem to have any connection to his injuries."
"I'm wondering how he was even able to survive, he told me he was two weeks old, and it sounds like there was a lot of pain in his past."
I have to cough to remind them I'm still there. "I think both injuries are the result of a fight of mine directly before I did meet my trainer. The Mienfoo did stand on my neck and performed a jump kick against my leg, I think I did even her a crack. But as you said before the wounds are all healed up, so no need to get dramatic. Give me some nice sleep and a big chunk of some meat and I will be in fighting condition in no time."
The nurse first looks shocked, but soon waves her hand at me. "If you do not feel like you need any medical care I can't force you. Trainer, take good care of this one, he seems to be awful thick headed and has a strong will, a strong breed. And as a little favor the restaurant at the corner, left if you leave the Pokecenter, does have some great dishes for Pokemon."
I nod and start to walk out while I hear Kitaro thanking the nurse and pick up the rest of his team.
A delicious dinner later, the nurse was right about the restaurant, we walk to a nearby hotel and get ready to sleep. I lay down on the couch and slowly nod off.
' Tomorrow will be an important day, I hope we are ready.'

End of chapter 7. I think this can be described as a chapter of both a lot of chatting and a bit of fighting, but hey I have to get somewhere with the story. Like always I hope you enjoyed it and reviews are welcome.
And I would like to hear if it is okay if I leave the dialogs the way they are or if I should add a short letter to show who says what. If nobody moans I leave it the way it is.