Chapter 7: S.S Beginning!

The cold ocean spray was a nice relief from the hot summer trek Dennis had suffered along side his exquisite Arcanine, Smoulder. The two of them had finally arrived at the port of Vermillion after travelling all the way from the Sinnoh Region. The Hip-hop artist was invited to a around the world cruise by his Uncle Roy.

"Finally here eh boy?" Dennis patted down his baggy black sweater and maroon cargoes, " Time to get busy."

Dennis climbed up onto Smoulder and rode his way over to the massive ship stationed in the port. The S.S Anne II was the most impressive thing he had ever seen. The ship is entirely powered by solar power with a back up wind turbine powered generator, the ship has enough rooms too fit 870,000 passengers if everyone is split up two per room and it has every aspect of a five star hotel. Dennis recalled Smoulder and flashed his ticket two the bouncers stationed outside the gang plank.

"All right, you can go through have a nice cruise and don't forget your V.I.P show located in the V.I.P lounge." The bouncer let Dennis through.

"Thanks and I will," Dennis replied.

Dennis made his way straight to the front desk and leaned on the mahogany casually asking the receptionist which room would be his. The lady took one look at his ticket and asked him to hand it over.

"Sure," Dennis tossed the ticket over,"some thing wrong?"

"No sir." The receptionist cut the ticket in half and slid a black pass over to Dennis.

"What's this?" Dennis asked.

"Your V.I.P pass. This will have all your I.D and access passes on it. Your room number will be located on the second page." She answered before returning to her work.

After observing the holographic name that was etched into the front of his pass Dennis was shocked to discover all his personal information located on the first page. The pass read: Dennis Gregory Sankura, Date of Birth - June 18 1988, Citizenship: Sinnoh, Skin Colour - Dark, Eye Colour - Green, Hight - 5'11'', Weight - 159. His skills, Family members and Licenses were all on the I.D page as well. The next page said room V3 on it and had a little map that guided him to his room.

Dennis opened his door by holding the I.D section of his pass on the scanner and the door unlocked with a buzzing noise. Inside was a man in black boxers spinning a pokeball on his index finger, he turned his head once the door opened and smiled at the baggy clothed trainer standing in the doorway.

"Hey room mate!" Jason jumped up and caught the pokeball which he had thrown up in the air slightly as he stood.

"S'going on?" Dennis asked as cool as he could muster before shaking hands with the hyperactive half naked guy who he had never met before.

"Not much man. You caught me right in the middle of a brainstorming session but its all good! Just let me get my pants on and oh right! My names Jason by the way, but you can call me Jay if you feel."

"Aight. I'm Dennis A.K.A Denzilla, I'm from Sinnoh."

"Oh yea your that rapper who hates the system right? Classic stuff."

"Sure, sure."

"So you've never heard of me? I'm Jason Champson the Champion of Hoenn." Jason asked as he whipped some pants out of his suitcase and slid them on.

"Nope, can't say I have. I guess your not that famous in Sinnoh." Dennis replied.

"Guess not." Jason was glad he wasn't bunking with a fan that was on top of him 24/7.

After the two of them were setted in they decided to take a gander around the illustrious ship. Their trek lead them to a large dining room full of touristy looking people. It wasn't until now that they realized how all the ships walls were made of ebony wood and the chandeliers were made of pearl ivory.

"Who ever owns this boat must be loaded!" Dennis exclaimed.

"Ship." Jason corrected.

"Wha?" Dennis asked with a long dopey face.

"It's a ship not a boat." Jason explained before leaving towards the buffet table in the middle of the room.

"What's the big dif?" Dennis asked trailing behind Jason.

"The "dif" is that a boat can be loaded onto a ship but not vice versa." A plump man with a large white beard answered. "Captain Henderson at your service!"

"Nice to meet you Captain," Jason replied after cramming one last rice ball onto his plate, "I'm Jason and this is Dennis."

"Nice to meet you man." Dennis gave the captain a quick hug.

"I can see by your passes that you are VIPs'. I look forward to our voyage, nothing but clear sky's and clam seas ahead for the next few days. We will make our first stop in Cantertown." The Captain tipped his hat and bid farewell.

The food on the ship was exceptional although both Jason and Dennis thought the ambiance was to relaxing for them to stay to long. The lower decks of the ship had nightclubs and bars as well as a casino. Dennis decided to play a few rounds of blackjack and Jason went to go get a drink.

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"Fuck that!" everyone in the bar turned to look at the loud mouth.

Jason didn't recognise the woman who was flipping out at the bartender.

"I am not leaving because some jerk off wants me to chill out! I am Shelly Bryer and I am not leaving until I'm done my bloody drink! You can tell your boss to suck off a rhyhorn."

"Excuse me," Jason interrupted, "I think you've had enough to drink."

"Don't push me boy!" Shelly prepared a pokeball that she grabbed from her belt and turned towards Jason. Her hair was covering her face but Jason got the message.

" You don't want to verse me lady!" Jason threatened.

"Try me! Go Raticate!" The ball erupted into a beam of red light that materialized in front of Shelly.

"You asked for it! Go Sableye!"

The two of them started battle right in the middle of the bar. Most of the people in the bar left instantly but a few stayed to watch the fight. Raticate stood tall and still growling intensely at the small sableye that sat and waited in front of it.

"Raticate use a hyper fang!" Shelly ordered.

Raticate lunged forwards and bared its shining teeth.

"Disappear Sableye." Jason calmly responded.

Sableye vanished just in the nick of time and Raticate smashed its head into the wooden bar counter. Sableye reappeared behind Raticate waiting on Jason to authorize an attack.

"I don't wanna hurt your Pokémon kid!" Shelly yelled, " I'm Shelly Bryer of the Battle Frontier! You must be really ignorant or stupid to challenge me!"

"Yea well I'm Jason Champson the Pokémon Champion! And I am not to worried about fighting a drunk BF member."

"Raticate get up and use bite!" Raticate followed Shelly's command.

"Sableye cut of one side of it whiskers now!" Sableye slashed off the rodents left whiskers as ordered and the big rat fell accordingly. "Now use shadow ball!" Sableye began to build up a ball of dark energy.

"Stop. That's enough." Henderson stood in between the two battling Pokémon and held out his hands.

Sableye burnt out the energy and returned to Jason. Jason recalled Sableye into his Poke ball and greeted the captain.

"Hello captain!" Jason went to shake hands with Henderson but was already busy with the injured Raticate.

"Take her to nurse Joy in the infirmary." Henderson told Shelly, "and think about your opponent before you battle them. Nice job using your head Jason, not many people realize that Raticate uses it whiskers for balance."

Shelly held out he Poke ball which absorbed the rat Pokémon with a red flash. She left with a middle finger raised above her head and evil thoughts in her mind. The Captain sat down for a quick drink with Jason before heading out to check up on his crew. Jason pulled out his new pokedex and looked up Cantertown on the highly detailed world map. Cantertown was the sole settlement on a small green and mountains known as Canter Island only a few nautical miles out from port. Beside the Island was a little info box that read as follows, Canter Island is a oddly lush tropical island that is home to a large amount of bug Pokémon. The capitol and only city is Cantertown the bandanna capitol of the world. Jason smiled at the thought, he does love bandanna's after all, before closing the map he ordered one last drink.

"Nice clothes kid.," a strong voiced man snickered as he sat down, "where did ya get em? Pilot WWII pilot school? "In case you haven't noticed its the 21st century and your on a ship."

"And what are you supposed to be? A leather wearing fashion guru?" Jason took a swig of his drink and overlooked the biker outfit the man was wearing.

"No, actually. I am Jeffrey Huntsman, but you can call me Jeff."

"Jason, pleased to make your bulky acquaintance."

"Ha! I like you kid! Bartender I'll have what he's having!" Jeff pulled out a set of keys. "These are for you, their the keys to the arms storage on deck 13. As a champion you might be needed to defend this ship in the case of an emergency."

Jeff paid for his drink and walked out of the bar quite suddenly. Jason stared at the keys on the counter, he was a Pokémon trainer on a security guard. Picking up the keys and throwing some coins onto the counter as payment Jason pondered.

"What on earth was he doing with keys to a armoury?"

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The dealer placed down a 10 first and grinned at Dennis who sat patiently waiting on the next card he was sitting with 20 and was getting nervous. After a wait that was far shorter than it seemed the dealer placed down a 5 and then a 10, it was a bust! Dennis who had bet 8,000 chips on that deal was ecstatic. A short middle aged man with black hair wearing a white tuxedo strolled up behind Dennis.

"Win big mate?" he asked.

"I just made twenty bucks!" Dennis exclaimed.

The short man's face drooped in disappointment. He placed a hand on Dennis's shoulder and dropped his head.

"You bet eight thousand chips. Each chip is worth ten dollars, ten times eight thousand is eighty thousand and you won which means you won one hundred sixty thousand." he explained.

" I almost lost eighty grand! Holy horsey!" Dennis's glee turned into horror as he realized how much he came close to losing.

"But you won mate!" the short man said.

"Yea I guess I better cash in."

"Or you could try and win some more!" the short man grinned devilishly behind Dennis's back.

"Na I'm cashin in."

"Look, mate you could double the prize pool here! Don't waste the opportunity!"

"I can come back some other time. Chill out dude it's not your money." Dennis casually walked away as he does.

"But it is, it really is." the short man said under his breath, " I hate it when the smart ones win."

After cashing in Dennis headed back to his room to take a cold shower, yes a cold shower where he could think up some new rhymes. He did the scan procedure that he had done before and unlocked the door. Inside was a letter, he opened it.

"Hello Oak/Roy," the letter began, "I am the owner of this ship and I am formally inviting you to come and see your V.I.P show in the V.I.P lounge at 11:00 tonight. Please dress accordingly and bring an appetite!"

"Why does it say Oak and Roy?" Jason asked.

"Arceus man! Don't sneak up on me like that bro!"

"Sorry Dennis. So I guess were invited, or at least Professor Oak was supposed to be and who is Roy?"

"My uncle, he's a Pokémon Veteran. He wanted to own a gym one day but when he was battling a Pokémon champion years ago he was badly hurt by a stray hyper beam attack. He was famous for almost defeating the champion but gave everything up to tutor young trainers." Dennis turned to face Jason.

"I guess who ever owns this ship didn't know we were getting the V.I.P tickets eh?" Jason smiled.

"Then why do our passes have our names and I.D on them?" Dennis quizzed.

"I don't know." Jason replied.

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"One, two, three, four! Four new faces in the cargo hold! What do all of you stowaways think your doing!?"

"Camping." The most scrawny of the four stowaways replied to Jeff.

In return Jeff lined him up against the wall of the cargo hold and pulled out a gun. He continued to ask each of the stowaways and lined them up accordingly.

"Last but not least." He pointed his gun at the blonde haired woman who remained.

In return she handed him her pass.

Jeff read the pass and smiled. "Okay miss Rose you can head above deck and return to your fun. Try to stay above these levels pretty girl."

Rose ran away from Jeff toward the staircase that led to the upper levels. She turned in time to see Jeff raise his gun and fire three shots. No time to look back now.

"All hostages terminated sir!" Jeff spoke into his wrist communicator.

"Excellent!" a harsh voice returned, "I knew I could count on you Jeff."

The shadowed man sat in a large leather chair in a room full of expensive collectibles, antique weaponry and stuffed Pokémon. "Hiring Jeff the Killer was a genius decision my friend."

"Only the best for you sir," a raspy sounding man stood beside him watching the large amount of security screens located in front of them, "only the best."

So finally we get onto the ship! I'm exited to start getting into the actual adventure and I hope I can make longer chapters soon! So what do you think about the path this story is taking? Send me some reviews and let me know if you want a specific character or location to be in the story! Send me all the information on the entity and I will try to integrate it into the story.