I don't know the creators of pokémon and I don't own it either.
P.S. When Remy speaks the spelling errors you see are intentional.
Chapter 10: Separation
Oreburgh Gym was quiet at this time of night, the secretary/assistant that usually sat the front desk was going threw records and making phone calls to end the miners strike. The trainers that worked their rested peacefully back at home. The man know as that 'Gym Guy', who's name was surprisingly Jim Gai, you know the man that somehow appeared at every gym to give you advice and cheer you one, was contemplating walking into a Ursaring cave and poke them with a very short stick.
Behind the gym, near the dumpsters, Roark's face was smashed rather painful into the cold bricks of his gym. His Aerodactyl and Probopass collapsed on the ground not to far away.
The gray skinned, large jawed, ancient flying dinosaur's left wing was crushed by a rather agitated looking Snorlax. His purple and red stone Aztec head was cracked in multiple places and nearly torn apart by a Tangela and Machamp.
Blood dripped from Roark's nose and mouth, glasses broken and red hard hat laying on the ground some distance away along with his pokéball's that contained his six other pokémon (he was a gym leader, he was able to carry more that six…as long as he only used six).
There was a slow click as a guns hammer was pulled back, and its cold metal barrel pressed against his skull "Now I'll ask again Roark, where are the Binjousha?"
Roark coughed up some blood, he tried not to move while he did, didn't want the gun to go off "I-I really don't know what your talking about man. I-I'm just the Gym Leader." he stuttered, how they hell his assistant couldn't hear all that just happened he didn't know but…she lived right next door to the gym!
The gun pressed harder into his skull, the Snorlax face started to take on a fiercer look, grinding his foot down on Aerodactyl's wing.
"Don't play games with me, the coal mine's income runs this town, you've been running the mine since your old man abandoned the place, and I know for a fact that Binjousha family owned most of the transport depot's that controls your supplies. Plus there's no way in hell that someone as young as you could hold power over the city this long with out a little help from the city's underworld." the man with the gun growled.
Roark decided it was best to give the man what he wanted "All right, all right! We've had a falling out, so there not allowing anyone and/or thing that works or was found at the mine out of the city."
"I asked where are they not how you knew them."
"They mainly operate from the second basement at the museum!"
The man in gray un-cocked his gun, and motioned for the Snorlax to get off of the ancient pokémon he stood on. With a swift motion of his hand he returned the Snorlax and motioned for the Tangela and Machamp to tossed the Probopass onto of the Aerodactyl, with a crash and a screech the two pokémon where pilled on top of each other.
The man kicked Roark into one of the dumpster's sides, and started to walk away "Don't tell anyone about this. Say your Aerodactyl lost control last night and you had to take care off it, the things are known for there temper and lust for human flesh." he gave a small laugh "Oh yeah and if I find out you lied to me, no matter what kind of protection you have, you better hope that hard hat of yours can stop a bullet."
Roark slipped into unconsciousness.
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"No!"
Shan heard the yelled and grew worried "Mac! Are you and Law all right!?"
Dresden snorted and mumbled under his breath 'Hopefully that prick was crushed, it'll be one less pain in my life…'
'Remy still no unda stands yo problems with da glass eyed one.' Dresden jumping nearly a foot in the air, Remy was standing behind him.
'What the fucking hell! When did you get out of your ball!?'
Remy shrugged, if Dresden could reach…and had actual hands he would face palm right now. Shan was pounding on the rock that separated them from where Mac was…or would be if he was alive on the other side.
"Damn it Mac! Fucking answer me!"
The was a somewhat muffled voice from the other side "I'm fine Shan, so is Law…you have Deputy right?"
Shan quietly sniffed, she didn't want to lose the only human on this planet that she cared about. She did have Deputy with her it seemed, the blue annoyance had his arm stuck in the strings of her backpack…it was rather comical to watch.
"What was that yell about?"
The was a brief pause, and what sounded like a human and a monkey arguing "Fine I'll tell her…sheesh you know Law you act way to much like my mother when your ticked." Mac paused in his speech again "The boulder….crushed…my hat…"
Both Dresden and Remy back a few steps away from there trainer, the sheer rage that she was releasing was starting to mess with their senses…Deputy was oblivious to all that was happening…and somehow seemed to mummify himself in the backpack arms.
"Mac…" her hands clenched "…I'm so going to kick your fucking ass for making me worry about your sorry ass got it!"
A laugh was heard "Yeah, yeah woman. I'll going to find a path that heads east, we'll meet again at the exit."
"Fine!" Shan hollered back "Fucking Dumbass!"
"Obnoxious Bitch!" after exchanging their usual goodbyes Shan turned around and raised an eyebrow at Remy…she didn't remember letting him out…but she shrugged, she needed the company anyway.
After untying Deputy and tossing the baby pokémon at Remy, who caught the Wynaut "Well guys lets-"
"I challenge you to a battle!"
"-what-the-fuck…?"
Standing not to far away from Shan was a very young girl dressed in a dark bluish green girl scout uniform, she's what you would classify as a 'Picnicker', unlike the other regions that are infested with 'Bug Catchers' Sinnoh is covered in Picnicker's…maybe because Sinnoh is to cold for most bugs other than Heracross or Combee.
"Yeah you ginger!" kid had some lungs on her "I locked eyes with you so now we battle!"
Shan didn't say anything, what she was do…along with Dresden, Remy, and Deputy was trying to figure out where the hell the girl came from, none of them saw her arrive.
"Where the hell did you come from?"
"I was hiding on that rock waiting for a trainer to pass.'
"….how long where you there?"
"Five days but it was worth it, I found a trainer!"
Shan blinked And people call me crazy she thought. A grumble from her side told her something and she looked at her starter "Dresden are you in any condition to fight?"
'Hell no I'm not, I think I might have eaten some of that Grimmer, and a large bump on my head and my ass are forming from when the asshole' the Turtwig grumbled, deciding to get his message across by plopping to the ground looking like he was asleep.
"Ah…" Shan looked at little miss crazy "How many pokémon do you have?"
"Two."
Crap…wait! "Deputy you wouldn't mind battling for little ol'me would you?" the Wynaut saluted at her. Shan smiled at him, the guy may not be hers per say but if you looked at it she did basically own Mac so Deputy was basically hers also.
"Fine lets battle Deputy your first."
The Wynaut slipped onto the field, arms swinging and crooked, zigzag smile stretched across his face 'Why I'm the new sheriff for now. Bang bang!'
"Budew go! Use Growth!" in a flash of light a small green yellow plant like creature appeared, what was probably it's arms twisted above his head. It glowed white as it forced it's special attack to go higher.
"Deputy…Encore." Deputy glowed, clapping his hands, the Budew's eyes glowed.
"Budew Absorb!" the picnicker blinked, her pokémon didn't do anything "What did you do!?"
"Study up girl Encore forces a pokémon to keep doing the same move for a few minutes. Now Deputy come back! Remy get out there!"
The blue menace bounced back beside Shan, Remy stomped forward horn's clicking "Remy use…" Shan paused and pulled out her pokédex… she felt stupid for not checking over Remy's move pool before now.
"Pinsir- the Stag beetle pokémon.
Name: Remy
Level: 16
Moves: Vicegrip, Bind, Harden, Seismic Toss, Focus Energy, Quick Attack, X-Scissor."
"Yes, Remy X-Scissor that baby grass type!"
Remy's horns and arms glowed with some sort of greenish red energy, slamming them into the Budew who screeched in pain. Since bug was super effective against the grass type, and the power a Pinsir held the young pokémon fainted instantly.
"What!?" the younger girl screeched, pulling out another pokéball "I still have a chance to win, Psyduck go!"
A yellow duck appeared clutching it's head and gave a pained quack, Shan sighed, she didn't understand why she had to start with these no nothing trainers, hell this one had what she guessed a very low level Psyduck who didn't learn anything until they were in the double digits.
"…this is taking to long, Remy…quick attack into a Vicegrip." Remy sprang forward in a speed unheard of for a Pinsir slammed into the water type, quickly catching it between it's horns nearly crashing the thing before whipping his head back and tossing it.
"Psyduck no!"
Shan waved her hand and walked past the girl with Dresden held snuggly in her other arm "I win you loose, keep your damn money I just want to get out of this fucking place."
'That went by faster than I thought…can we do that more often?' asked Dresden in his poké speak, he liked a fast battle, it went a lot easier and he didn't have to deal with opposing idiots.
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Mac didn't know where he was going, he was mostly relying on Law for direction. Speaking of Law, the once Chimchar could no longer hitch a free ride on him, he evolved into a Monferno. A much larger orange chimp, with long well muscled arms, a very long tail tipped with fire. A white tuff of hair now sprouted from his neck, on each arm was a yellow band like marking, between his eyes was now red and outlining the top of his eye was a long blue strip shaped like an M.
Now what Mac meant by relying for Law for directions, was everything looked the same to him and when he started to head into the wrong direction Law would grunt, grab his arm and literally drag him down a different path.
"It pretty cool that you evolved Law…have you been training some when we stopped to camp?"
The Monferno pushed his sunglasses up closer to his eyes 'To protect and serve lady justice I must be stronger.'
"Huh really…" he might at least sound interested, patted his shaggy hair and sighed "…now I have to go and buy a new hat…"
'Safety first, fashion later.'
"Maybe I should buy a cowboy hat."
Monferno replied with a disapproving grunt 'No.'
"Top Hat?"
'No.'
"Beanie with a propeller?"
'Hell no,'
"Fedora?"
'No.'
"Bucket hat like that Gym Leader Blaine."
Law gave a approving nod, might as well go with the hat worn by a fire type trainer and stop his trainer from getting to the point of buying a large fuzzy pimp hat.
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Knock Knock Knock
"Who is i-"
Bang!
Roy stepped over the dead body of the doorman, revolver smoking, five shots left…more than enough. The man in gray glided down the halls not making a sound, his Chatot flapping behind him and landing on his shoulder.
"Bree, start your Nasty Plot…" the Chatot's eye's squinted "……now Hyper Voice."
The bird opened her mouth, sonic waves exploded around the area. The walls rebounded the sound exploding the ear drums of all of the people down the hall. Roy ran.
He came upon to men clutching their ears, Roy twisted in the air slamming one's head into the wall and crushing the throat of the second with a solid punch. They both collapsed, Roy took off sprinting, kicking down a door at the end of the hall.
"What who the hell are you!?" a man sitting at the end of the table shouted, he got his answer with a bullet between the eyes. There where three others with him that meet a similar fate.
Bree landed on his shoulder as he pulled out his phone "Boss?…yeah the Don and his lieutenants are dead…everyone member…got it." he hung up.
"Well Bree…seems like we have more work to do."
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Well to me that chapter was a big case of blah, but it was needed…this story doesn't have an update speed. Maybe twice a month at best, but my writing either goes slow or fast depending on certain things…so the next chapter I'm not sure when it will be out, I do have another story.
Next chapter: Mac and Shan reunite and look for a hotel in Oreburg, with humorous or deadly consequences…not sure which yet.