The List of 40

Just only a minute ago I received stomach turning news about what occurred during the last moments of my parents' lives. The information awakened more raw hatred for anyone involved with this family for I want them all to die slow and suffer further in hell. However, I realized what my impulse has gotten me into for now I'm trapped with my two pokémon by two armed people and an experienced Pokémon, and if the grunt I just wounded recovers he'll alert the whole property. If anything goes wrong my blood will get plastered complimenting the dark red comforters of the bed and red wood flooring. Fahrenheit was crying but was also in a fighting stance as Celsius snarled continuously at our enemies. I was ready for the counter that M-4 and the two grunts were about to receive.

"So come on. What are you waiting for, shoot me!" I yelled daring M-4 to pull the trigger. "Pull the trigger before I do first Jose."

"Does your punk ass seriously wanna die this fast?" M-4 threatened.

"Don't joke dude, I'm about to blow your fucking arms off," I threatened, "It's been cool, but I have to get you out of the way first."

As I kept M-4's head within my iron sight I felt Celsius creep up to my side, "M-Master…There's something that… I love you Master, I love you and I've always had and I don't want to go without letting you know how I feel about you!" she spoke to me very quickly sensing her anxiety.

"I know you do, I feel the same towards you," I told as I tightened my grip on the Mark V.

"No…Damn it I mean that I-"

"Come on M-4, plug him!" the injured grunt sputtered in the background.

"Uhh… No." All of a sudden M-4 turned around, aimed his pistol at the armed grunt and in a split second a shot was heard firing a round cleanly to its destination: the brain. Not exactly knowing what M-4 was planning, nor caring, I slowly advanced towards him remaining quiet with my pokémon following. I saw the injured grunt's jaw drop in complete alarm where M-4 drew a throwing knife from his belt chucking it expertly to the grunts face seeing blood splatter across his kitchen before he dropped with a thud to the burgundy wood flooring still having his hand nailed to the red wood island counter top. Seeing Jewel also turned around I ran to M-4 punching him in the back of the head before delivering the butt of my gun to his back stunning him to the ground. He lied on his chest where I stomped on his hand holding his gun. Celsius and Fahrenheit were quick to subdue Jewel as I heard commotion behind me. Celsius had her foot on top of the espeon's neck as she lied on her side. "Stop… you stupid dumbass fuck!" M-4 screamed half in pain and anger. His eyes were shut tight as he grabbed his head with his other hand.

"Don't make any sudden movements. Now, why the hell did you kill those two?" I asked still having my foot on his hand while having my other foot on the back of his head adding force to both feet with my gun over him.

"Why the fuck else… shit… damn, is this the thanks for saving your ass!" he strained.

"Why the hell did you decide to save me?" I demanded letting off some of the pressure.

"Because… Dialga fucking Palkia… Because we have something in common damn it. Just get the fuck off!" he quickly yelled.

Being very careful I gripped my Mark V firmly pointing it at his head. "Any moves, you're fucked!" I got off of him giving him some space to get up.

He slowly struggled to get up. Wobbling he grabbed the solid black wooden frame of his bed for support. "Fuck my head! Damn you're a beast. Hard to believe… that you took me down like that. You sure you human?"

"Enough fucking around! What were you about to explain?" I interrogated as my legs were shoulder length apart leaning forward having my right arm extended all the way out the gun several inches away from his eye.

"You and me… we're on the same page. Tell Celsius to let go of Jewel," M-4 began. I nodded to Celsius signaling her to get off of Jewel. Jewel got up and staggered slowly towards M-4's side. M-4 picked her up, cradled the fairly large pokémon, and began petting her head and back; something I have never seen him do before causing me to raise an eyebrow. "You okay Jewel?"

"I'm fine, Master."

"Good, sorry our plan got fucked and backfired like that," he said to Jewel as she was cradled in his arms before looking up at me. "Rayn… right, okay so you're the son of the man that created our armor and other weapons and shit. I wasn't part of the killings though if you were wondering."

"Okay, that won't save you," I threatened still having the gun aimed at him. My pokémon got to my side watching M-4 and Jewel alertly.

"Then this should. You came here for vengeance; you hate the Don and everyone else that lives here. That's why you don't like assassinating targets because you don't like killing possibly innocent people, you'd rather save those bullets that for these guys. Well, I hate the Don too, and not only me but M-60 too."

I was caught by surprise once he had said that, but he could be trying to trick me. "Fuck you I'm not falling for that crap," I told before pulling back the hammer of the pistol with my thumb emitting the intimidating click sound. "You selfish piece of shit trying to deceive me-"

"Wait I'm serious stupid ass. Just let me explain the story," he pleaded with wide open eyes. I stared into those pupils trying to see if he was serious. I don't know if I read him well but his expression proved true.

"…I'm listening." I sighed still having him at gun point though.

"Okay, I hate and want to kill the Don for similar reasons. One was that he had ordered my own uncle to kill my mom then take me in as his test subject; his first ever assassin. He wanted to see if a young kid can be trained and brain washed at an early age. I became his first assassin. Apparently the project worked because I'm still here as well as you and the fuckin' others, but he hadn't quite brain washed me all the way like he thinks; though he was fuckin' close. First kill I ever got was to my dad that they convinced me was no good. He may have been a dead beat mother fucker but I still respected him; I fucking remember!" He started trembling which had me on high alert until I saw signs of tears. "I fucking hate him!" he boomed slowly and angrily so loud I could see he was trying to get his point across, "He ordered my own uncle to kill my mom in the same room where I was then had the balls to tell me to kill my pop! He and Garand did things to me, he made me do things I didn't want to do! It hurt! You think I'm just some kind of fuckin' killing machine? That ain't true because just like you I puke each time I massacre an innocent family!"

I could only stand there taken way back by his story, his intense yelling, the tears he had just shed which I've never seen him do before. M-4 is way to positive and stone tough to ever do that. I could only stare at his reddened face full of bulging arteries around his temples and neck before clearing my throat. "Who's your uncle?" I asked quietly being a little nervous about what to think.

"Fucking Juggernaut, you lived with him and learned how much of a prick he can turn into. You were the one that killed him slowly; I like how you did it too. Too bad I couldn't have him to myself," he smiled gripping the golden, intricate bed post with both hands for support.

"So Juggernaut went in killed your mother and then kidnapped you. Then why are you always so…upbeat all the damn time and caring about your tauros shit duties? I rarely smile when I first entered this mansion because I saw a world of shit before my eyes when I was seven as well as Celsius, and I still don't smile that often as before I could remember."

"I actually don't give a fuck about assignments, fuck face! I only did it in front of you to test if you were truly loyal. I was doing that the whole time at Alto Mare especially. Man, me and Jewel were having as much fun as you two were, but when we saw you three I had to see if you were a real assassin because the others are so I avoid them. And you're not; thank Palkia that you're not. I prayed for someone else to be like me and M-60 because the more numbers the better. That's why I liked you when you first entered that yacht a year ago, that's why I kept cheering you on, and damn it that's why I ordered Jewel to revive you and Fahrenheit; it was a risk but it played out good." M-4 was actually smiling really big probably feeling relieved to the point I involuntarily lowered my gun. "Why am I always positive? M-60 was the first to change me I guess, followed by the other assassins that came. It just came to me from being around them so fuckin' much because the other assassins love this job. It makes them laugh at all the wannabe online players on those shooting games, and hell so do us when we play. I guess their positivity hit me, but for a very long ass time I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to fuck the Don up."

"So why haven't you killed the Don yet?" I asked being brave enough to put my gun away.

"Cause I can't do it alone, even if I had M-60 we need more to back us up. There's no such thing as a one man army," he sighed letting Jewel go to have her sit next to him on the bed.

"Then as soon as M-60 comes back we get in that office and kill him along with everyone else on this property, but leave the Don to me; I deserve him more than anyone else."

"No one can simply barge in there and kill him, Rayn," Jewel begun to all of us, "You would need the perfect setting. When everyone in this mansion is preoccupied, distracted, or if there's a low number of grunts is when the time is right. Also, if want to have a full scale massacre of everyone on this property, we would have to sabotage transport, escape routes, and surveillance. Not to forget the many other structures around the property that houses many of the grunts. Do you expect to get out alive?"

"No," I blankly said, "Neither do they," I pointed towards my pokémon who nodded with serious looks as they observed my interrogation, "Look; I know what's going to happen to me. I kill everyone then escape. I get caught by the feds and imprisoned for life where I will die. We all know there's no escape. It's a suicide mission because we're passionate about completing it," I spoke clearly and slowly getting my point across.

"Dude, that's not true. There has to be a way to live on, there's just gotta be!" he assured.

"I don't care. Sometimes I think this aura is a gift that keeps me alive because Arceus actually wants me to stop the mafia from committing these crimes and do nothing else," I sighed finally fully relaxed to sit on the crimson comforters.

"That's it! That's the beastiest part about you, you know that!" he presented having a realization, "You used it hella good at the docks and at Southern Island. If you actually learned how to use it anytime you could kill anyone here easily! Holy shit- Livius can teach you! This whole family is a descendent of an aura guardian but Livius' pussy ass was hand picked by Arceus." He chuckled.

"Hmm," I thought. M-4 was actually right! If I could harness that power I'll almost be invincible. "Wow, you could be right if I actually had the powers of a fully armed guardian-Wait, you never told me why M-60 hates the Don," I quickly pointed out.

"About the same reason as us with everything put together; it was really bad. He was brought in three years after I was as the second test subject. Months later Garand kidnapped three more kids each being slightly older and mostly female. They were M3T, MP-5, and M-99 which are Rayne, Amanda, and Josh as you already know. I know everything about the history of Mafia 14. After those three were brought in that's when fifteen more were kidnapped which begun the final death match assessment experiment except this time four got to walk out alive."

"Did…did he really kill my father?" I asked trembling over that subject.

"No…that assault was way too deadly even for us assassins. The Don likes us alive, that's why he sent an army of grunts. Don't worry about that grunt who said M-60 killed him. He's probably just taunting us as usual."

"Oh my Arceus," I sighed greatly relieved, "You don't know how glad I am to hear that…but those bastards…still…my mom." Every time I recall what the now deceased grunt said I feel so sick and disgusted from the possibility of that happening. "I fucking hate that grunt so much!"

Out of impulse I got up rushing over to the body sprawled across the ground with the hand still connected to the counter where I yanked the wrist as hard as I could tearing the knife past bone and flesh flinging blood further across the other marble counters let alone this wooden one seeing the half sliced hand swaying un aligned revealing a mess of torn flesh which just inflamed my grudge. That's when I lost my control of breathing grabbing the grunts head and slamming it down to the floor over and over again trying to break his skull wide open. I was relieving so much anger but I felt hands restraining my arms pulling me out of the kitchen away from the body.

"No, that fucker raped my mom! No!" I sobbed and screamed as I saw both M-4 and Celsius pull me away from the body.

"Stop, he's fuckin' dead! There's nothing else you can do-"

"Master, please he's right. Listen to us!"

"You're just gonna make a bigger mess…Oh fuck!" As I was calming down I saw M-4 run over to the house phone on his black, wood fined night stand. He pushed a button before saying towards the speaker on the system, "Accidental gun discharge occurred in my suite. Don't worry, I have everything under control and have maids on the way." He then hung up the phone before running to the kitchen turning on the lights.

"What about the fucking bodies?"

"The Don will never notice a couple grunts have disappeared. Help me out by getting a broom and dust pan and sweeping up the brain pieces from my kitchen. I'll wipe down the counters and shit. And-and I'll…I'll fuckin' call a maid down right now to clean the carpets. Just say we got back from an assignment and got a lot of blood on the floors and walls. They shouldn't care," he panicked as he quickly got to work followed by me and Celsius, "I'll get some trash bags and try to stuff the bodies and hide them in the other room until we find a way to get rid of them.

I got to work taking his broom from a storage closet and sweeping the pink, mutilated remains of brain matter ejected thanks to M-4's bullet. After I scanned all the wooden floors and walls three times I mopped and wiped down the tan painted walls getting rid of as much evidence as possible. I saw M-4 grab a ton of giant black trash bags and stuff the bodies in by covering the torso with three layers and the legs with the rest. Afterwards I helped dragged them into the room where his toilet was before closing off that door to his bathroom making sure no blood trailed across the marble floors. By then it had been around five minutes; in time for the service maid to arrive.

"What a mess!" I heard a feminine voice gasp from the main room as I came out of the bathroom, "I see you just came back from an assignment, getting blood all over the walls from you playing with an injury," the maid observed as she prepared the necessary cleaning products.

"Whatever, had an accident but I'm good now," M-4 responded coolly.

"That's what the nurses at intensive care center are for," the maid nagged as she got down to her knees.

Ten minutes after making sure the whole kitchen and bathroom was spotless I sat on the bed as my pokémon sat in the luxurious dining chairs around me while Jewel lied behind me. We all remained silent. I still couldn't believe the fact that M-4 is just like me when it comes to this topic. He's been a part of this for eight years. He's been able to control all of this hate for eight years? That just sounds way too difficult to do. I sure as hell couldn't do it apparently taking out my rage on a grunt, but how does M-4 cope with that shit?

"Well, we're still alive," Fahrenheit spoke quietly.

"Yeah, apparently we're not the only ones that want the Don dead after all. He better be telling the truth Jewel," Celsius responded.

"It's all true Celsius, everything he said is true! You have to understand that as the first assassin for this organization we had to remain calm and adapt at all times. It was difficult but we knew how to give each other support," Jewel replied causing Celsius to look at me transmitting her unsure thoughts through her piercing eyes. I felt the psychic get up from the bed to hop down in front of Fahrenheit. "I'm so sorry I acted so cold towards you. Please understand that it's what I had to do in front of those grunts. Please don't hate me for this; I know you did care about my well being because I felt it. And I care about yours too, I didn't want to kill you," she spoke to Fahrenheit which this time caused Celsius to roll her eyes getting me to chuckle at her attitude.

"Oh…uh…" I begun to observe Fahrenheit shuffle around his spot as he tried to respond, "Apology accepted Jewel. Things can be different now that we're not enemies." After he said that my eyes widened from watching him make his move by nuzzling her like affectionate pokémon would do. I saw her eyes do the same but eventually she fell into the embrace bringing a small smile to me being happy for Fahrenheit but it soon disappeared.

"It just can't be this easy. We can't just have a change of heart just like that. Sorry, Jewel, but in all honesty I still have my doubts towards your master," I told to the couple causing them to stop, "But until I'm convinced I need to keep my guard up."

"I understand, Rayn." I saw Fahrenheit's head lower as his ears retracted from hearing me say that. Just as I mused over this whole ordeal I heard the lock at the door twist causing Fahrenheit and Jewel to separate before seeing M-4 walk in.

"Are we clear?" I asked looking up from his bed.

"Hell yeah, can't believe that actually worked! No one got suspicious about that big ass trash bin I fuckin' pushed through the elevator. So the bodies are gone."

"Good," I sighed in relief, "So basically ever since the moment we've met you and Jewel just acted loyal around me?"

"Yeah, well the hell do you want me to do? Fuckin' cuss at the Don in front of everybody to prove something?"

"But why didn't you just ask me after I became an assassin if I was like you?" I interrogated.

"That's the dumbest ass question I've ever heard! 'Oh hey, do you wanna kill the Don? No? Well shit, I'll have to kill you then before you snitch,'" he mocked, "I had to see if I could really trust you and if you're a good assassin. Otherwise I had to act like I love doing what we do; Jewel and I should be nominated for an Emmy, shit."

"Because of your acting I hated you and I made sure to have my pokémon hate you and your pokémon! This…this whole time I was stressing over the fact that I had to kill you two one day," I explained frustratingly pinching the bridge of my nose and gritting my teeth from the shear confusion I felt.

"Aww, you worry about me," he sarcastically joked, "Sounds pretty homo, but look, I knew you would have to hate us. That's why I was trying to be your friend. But come on, things have changed now so we should be truly cool-"

"Whoa, I just can't just change my opinion all of a sudden. I've honestly saw you as an enemy since the day we met and now I'm trying to see if I can trust you. Dude, I still can't even believe everything that you told me. You could kill me behind my back Arceus damn it!"

"Damn it I swear to my parents' grave, may their souls rest in peace Arceus, that I am telling the truth!" he backed forcefully, "How else do you want me to prove it? I just killed some fuckin' grunts to save you and moved them out of the house risking my own ass." I just sat there with my head down getting frustrated about what to do. Should I trust him or not? He's sounding serious but I just can't assume that. "Look, I'm sorry about the scare and acting okay. I really had no other choice. You have to believe me."

"Heh, what scare? I was excited to go teach the Don a lesson but I guess that has to wait," I sighed.

"Just wait for M-60 to come back so we can plan all of this together. He hates The Don just as much as each of us, and he did not have anything to do with that massacre; none of us did."

"I just can't believe this just happened. I never knew I would get another ally…"

"Do you want to kill the Don?"

"Yes, I fucking do," I answered growing agitated.

"Nothing can describe how much I want you to trust me so we can all help each other end this hopefully real soon," he spoke remaining serious as he has throughout the conversation. "If you want us to slit our hands and shake in blood, then fine we can do that. I need you to trust me with this. Have you ever seen me this serious? I was so afraid of people reporting me in the past and I know that you feel the same way right now. I know you think I might kill you at night because I felt the same way before."

"You're…" I struggled before coming to a quick conclusion, "You are fucking right," I paused trying to process what I had just put myself in and if it's the right thing to do, "I…I believe you," I told giving out my hand so that he can formally shake it. He took the sign and we did as we exchanged eye contact nodding at each other. "If you're still acting right now, I'll fucking kill you," I told threateningly before looking at my pokémon directing them to trust Jewel as well by gesturing over to her.

"I know you will. That's why I'm not. Just like you and your pokémon, Jewel and I want to stay alive until the right time comes, and it hasn't come yet."

"Wow- I mean how do you do that? How do you keep yourselves calm? Fuck, how come my whole family became a massive target!" I suddenly yelled from getting pissed about that subject.

"Your dad was part of S.W.A.T right? One day I walk into the Don's office and see him crying badly and throwing a fuckin' tantrum. Next thing the house knows is that his son had been killed and the killer was your old man. After the funeral Garand and the Don had planned out an attack on your family because he wanted revenge for his son's death. He loved his son and he said "there is no other form of pain or suffering that can match my grief". Selfish bastard; then he ordered half of this mansion to kill your family."

"No other form of pain huh? So my father pissed him off after trying to stop this whole organization in the first place, but nothing has been done about it… M-4, when we plan this shit out I want The Don to watch his whole organization crumble to shit. I want him to barely remain alive as he sees this mansion collapse along with everyone else in it."

"Don't worry, I've been by him for years so I know the things to do to piss him way the fuck off and stress him out," M-4 smiled.

"We know several major businesses he owns that are run by his people. Master and I know what to destroy. As he sees his empire fall apart he will feel… like shit," Jewel added as she smiled in effect causing my pokémon to agree.

"So when the Don dies what do you plan on doing after this all over?" M-4 asked as he walked over to his desktop.

"What can I do? Well if we don't became the most wanted people, which you say is possible, then I'm just going to become a pokémon trainer since I really have no other option. What about you?"

"Uhh shit… probably the same thing," he chuckled powering on his computer.

"Didn't you say pokémon training is stupid?"

"Well we're gonna need money. Besides I only said that because it was impossible to become one. Now that I figured you out we can get out of here because we may just have enough firepower, just don't know when though."

"Oh yeah, so then what is your goal going to be then, becoming the Pokémon Master," I snickered mocking him since he thinks people with that kind of goal are retarded.

"Hell to the fuck no, I'm probably just gonna do what you do, except better," he smirked.

"Yeah right better, you probably don't even know how to battle," I laughed even hearing my pokémon join in.

"Shut up, we actually had pokémon battles way back then during training but seeing they weren't useful in combat Garand removed that from the procedures! And I was fuckin' beast at those! I'll just stay a trainer until I have caught every single kind of pokémon I want; just like you but better."

"The hell, you just copied that from me! What pokémon do you want that are 'better'!"

"You know my favs, all the canine-like pokémon that exist. If they have pointed ears, a muzzle with sharp ass teeth, fur, and paws with claws then they're on my list, you know that."

"So Mightyena, Arcanine, Manectric… all the Eevee forms, Smeargle, Lucario, and…"

"Yeah exactly, all that," he smiled.

"Well you have one down and a shit load more to go," I grinned.

"So do you, what did you plan on getting?"

"I don't know yet. I actually had a list that contained about all the pokémon I wanted but…it was destroyed…thanks to these fucks. Hmm, maybe I can redo it tonight."

Minutes later I brought up a chair to M-4's computer sitting next to him opening up a web browser as our pokémon conversed in the separate room. The kind of pokémon that I'm looking for has to be tough and look intimidating in my opinion. I already know all sorts of pokémon species just by looking at a picture but I don't know any descriptions about how they battle.

"Okay, let me just open up a new tab here and…whoa," I trailed off from seeing a small window in his tabs page that contained a picture of what I saw was a naked girl! Out of curiosity I clicked on the page making the picture look bigger to which I just stared at completely entranced for some reason. I looked the pictured up and down seeing the blonde woman posing on a bed on her hands and knees with the picture showing primarily her face and boobs which I just stared at. I took in every feature of the private area of her chest never seeing nipples before; well not that I can remember.

"Hey, what the fuck- get out of my porn!" M-4 screamed causing me to jolt away from the picture as he put his phone down and shoved my arm away from the mouse where he took control.

"Whoa…that was…she was fucking… hot!"

"Yeah, yeah, but if you're gonna look up porn then do it on your own time damn it!" he scolded.

"Porn?" I asked completely clueless.

"Yes…porn, naked chicks?"

"Oh okay I get it!" I blurted upon learning the definition.

"Holy shit…you've never looked up porn before?" he questioned.

"No, I don't know if the service grunts around here check to see if we look up that stuff. I never tried."

"Oh my Arceus dude," he cracked up loudly clutching his stomach as he put a hand on my shoulder, "Oh…dude no one…no one will know because it only shows on our computers. Just type in 'porn' in a search engine and you'll be busy for a while," he smiled as he brought the web browser back up."

"Oh…god it's just I've never seen a naked chick before," I spoke, "Ah, shit this hurts." After I said that I reached in my pants to adjust myself getting irritated from my penis getting hard at this second. Damn it, why now?

"Holy crap if you're gonna do that then get out!" he told scooting away from me.

"What? Stay out of my business! You know when your shit gets hard it starts to hurt-"

"Whoa…oh wait. We weren't in school to get taught Sex Ed, shit; fuck you'd be learning this year. Anyways…I'm just gonna say your dick got hard because you saw a naked chick," he quickly spoke

"What the fuck, why?"

"'Cause fuckin' you think she's hot! It fills up with blood- holy fuck, just do your own research on a search engine! No one told me about this shit, so that's how I found out okay. Right now we're trying to make your list of pokémon!"

"Alright sorry, damn! It's just that girl's… boobs!" I blurted out still remembering that picture, "Oh Arceus," I spoke quietly as M-4 kept giving the desktop commands, "her body reminds me of Celsius…wait."

"Reminds of you of who!" he suddenly exclaimed jolting me out of my thoughts again.

"Oh fucking…M-24… you know, Naomi," I quickly lied.

M-4 only looked at me with a raised eye brow. "That did not sound like a 'Naomi'. Wow, you suck at lying! Did you say Celsius?" he interrogated intently.

"What-no! Hell no, that's my pokémon. She's a blaziken!" I protested growing worried. I mean I didn't mean to think of her that way.

"…You said Celsius!" he snickered.

"No I didn't!" Oh Arceus why am I smiling?

"Look dude, she's a pokémon, not a person. Arceus, there are people out there that fuck pokémon just 'cause they got boobs and that's just fucking disgusting-"

"I know, I know I strongly agree with you that's why I didn't say her name damn it!"

M-4 had found a newly formed but hard to navigate website that displays all pokémon discovered so far from species from the other side of the world to each legendary pokémon documented. I told him to narrow all searches to only the regions Hoenn, Johto, Kanto, and Sinnoh within the Western Pacific Nation. I'm probably only going to train around those areas anyway. We scrolled down the page to get a look at all of the pictures of pokémon sorted in alphabetical order.

"Oh hell yeah, I'm adding that to my list!" M-4 blurted out as he wrote down the name of a pokémon I also adored greatly.

Even though I recognize the pokémon I clicked on the picture bringing me to the descriptions. "Funny, this is already one of my favorite pokémon that I chose long ago when I first saw one," I commented before reading out the description, "Absol, the disaster pokémon is a dark type. It's blue or black skin is covered in all white fur with a mane around its neck and chest and long, straight fur hanging down from the top of its head to create a distinctive crescent shape fur pattern along the left cheek. Other distinctive features are mainly growths like the small, oval shape growth on the forehead and a much larger growth that resembles a sickle originating from the right temple. The sickle like growth is an extremely sharp horn used for hunting. Other features are the scythe shaped tail, also used for defense, and its paws with three large claws in the front and a fourth one protruding from the elbow of the legs. Absol's special ability is to predict natural disasters. Most cases show that they only appear in packs before people to warn that a disaster is approaching and urges massive populations to evacuate. This power brings unfortunate events for the Absol since victims of a disaster had thought that these creatures were the cause of natural disasters in the past. This assumption is even still made today." I then wrote down "Absol" on my paper. I have always wanted this pokémon. One of my relatives had an Absol and he was part of the Coast Guard.

"Kick ass, Absol is beasty!"

"I learned about this pokémon a long time ago. I really do hope I get to catch one someday but they're only found in one part of this nation; oh and it's in this region." I scrolled down to the next pokémon that had caught my interest.

"Fuck yeah, I'm getting this beast too!" M-4 wrote down the name of the pokémon on his paper.

"Yeah I do want this pokémon too," I sighed.

"The hell are you copying off of me for?" he joked.

"Because I had the pre evolutionary form of this pokémon before. He was killed in the massacre, dip shit," I explained losing a little temper. I got depressed as soon as I saw the picture of an Arcanine and I didn't need M-4 to make any stupid accusations. It reminded me of Lithium, my growlithe that was caught in the cross fire. I wrote down "Arcanine" in my list but I know there is no other growlithe that can replace Lithium.

I scrolled down the page until I found an interesting pokémon. It's a big sky blue colored bird that's an ice type with streamer-like tails and three rhombus shaped feathers, an Articuno, a mythical legendary pokémon. I know for damn sure that I would have no chance at catching it. The reason why I put this pokémon in my list is because I just want to catch a glimpse at it some day and that goes for all the legends I put on this list.

"There's Celsius," I pointed out the Blaziken on the screen then wrote the name down putting a checkmark next to the name.

Doing some more research I added five more pokémon, M-4 added four to his list. We were in the F's section of the order.

"Floatzel, the sea-weasel pokémon is a water type. Floatzel are orange with a cream under belly. They feature two tails just like its pre evolutionary form, the buizel, and two blue finely sharp pointed fins on each arm. A yellow floatation sack around the body provides buoyancy during high tides. The two tails are used to propel it at very high speeds for the average water pokémon and it also uses its fins to either help with propulsion or injure prey by inflicting deep wounds." I wrote down the name after I read out the description. M-4 only wanted canine pokémon so he didn't find any interest in this one. I scrolled down further adding one more pokémon to the list. Then I saw a very intimidating looking pokémon, and even the description was intimidating. "Garchomp, the mach pokémon is a dual type dragon/ground type. Having dark blue skin with a red underbelly going to its jaws and underside of the arms and a golden cross on its snout with a diamond on its waist it shares a close resemblance to sharpedo and even modern aircraft by having thick wings on each arm, one dorsal wing, and another on its tail tip with growths on the head that resemble jet engines. Spikes on its hind legs and sharp claws at the ends of its arms are other predatorily features. The aircraft resemblance is no coincidence. Engineers adopted the design of garchomp's wings during the aircraft revolution into jets to create the back-swept wing design used on most aircraft today." I wrote that down as soon as I was done reading.

"Damn, that is one beast but I'm still going only for canines. I'm not really into dragons," M-4 stated.

Next was a pokémon that also got me depressed. "Gardevoir, the embrace pokémon is a psychic type. Wearing a layer of natural grown silk similar to a ballroom gown, gardevoir has long slender white legs giving it the impression that it is levitating off the ground. Gardevoir's arms are green with two red horns sticking out its chest and back. Like many psychics, these creatures can sense the future and emotions more clearly. Despite its frail and feminine appearance, their powers are very lethal in order to protect its family or trainer for it is known to be very loyal." The information about the arm color is wrong but everything else is right. Loyalty is a very important word to me which is why I added gardevoir to my list long ago mentally. Reading this still reminded me of Gardevoir and Ralts from back then.

"Wow…" M-4 slowly said, "Why do I get the feeling that M-60's perverted ass would do something fucked up to this pokémon?" He then laughed, "Oh Dialga, the gender ratio reads fifty-fifty, damn! Transvestite," he coughed jokingly.

"Wow shut the hell up, now you sound like M-60," I joked. Scrolling down further I added two more pokémon while M-4 added four, two of which he added were also on my list. I read out the description of one of them, "Houndoom, the dark pokémon is a dual dark/fire type. Houndoom have jet black fur all over except for the underbelly and snout which are orange. Some distinctive features are that they have two white bands on each ankle and three larger ones on its back which are natural bone. Their tails are thin but at the end it takes the shape of an arrow head. Another collar-like band around its neck has a skull shape pendant and lastly the two curved horns on its head are distinctive features. Houndoom are extremely intelligent and can be overly aggressive but only when protecting its pack or owner. Once trained properly however they become very loving pokémon." M-4 added two more to his list. I then saw two pokémon before reading out their descriptions adding them to my list. "Latias and Latios, the eon pokémon are dual type dragon/psychic legendary pokémon. For all who caught a glimpse of these creatures barely witnessed them as all have recalled the dragons flying off at very high speeds away from view. Latias is the female counterpart of latios while latios is the male counterpart. The lower half of latias' body is red where as latios is blue both having jet aircraft-like wings that have been observed by some to vary in swept position. This may indicate that these are fast and agile flyers. Latias has a blue triangle shaped marking on her chest while latios has the same shaped marking but red. Some have witnessed them to tuck in their arms upon flight which would reduce drag. The upper half of latias is white with triangular curved ears, a red face, and a white pentagon shaped marking on her face. Latios upper half is grey with straight triangular ears, a blue face, with a white oval marking on his face. Latios are known to be bigger than latias, and recent documentaries have depicted them to be more aggressive than the female. A controversial issue aroused about these legendary pokémon having the power to turn invisible, but nothing else is known about their personality or powers." I sure do hope I see these pokémon one day without their invisibility.

M-4 added another pokémon after I added the same exact one. He then blurted out, "Garand has a shit load of these pokémon ready to kill anything and he won't give me one even though he gave M-9 one!"

"Lucario is badass," I commented before reading, "The aura pokémon is a dual fighting/steel type. Its paws are black along with its shoulders, parts of its head, and lower half of its legs. A spike is found on the top of its hands and in the middle of its yellow colored chest. Lucario are highly sensitive to aura, energy that every sentient being emits, and they use this ability to track their opponent's moves before they can execute it. They can also mend and control their own aura to make offensive or defensive moves. Many cases have shown that lucario are able to speak through telepathy to humans only if they share a deep bond with that person, and there have been very few cases where they can actually talk using human speech. Even though there have been some psychic pokémon cases where the trainer could communicate using telepathy, lucario are the most common to do so. They are highly intelligent, live, react, and feel similar to humans, and are very protective. There isn't much known about their habitat since lucario are the rarest non-legendary pokémon known in the world."

"Than how the fuck did Garand get all of those Lucario?"

"Probably bred them. Okay what else can be added?" I added one more which was a legendary with a description way to massive for me to read while M-4 added none. Then I saw a pokémon that I have always wanted, with the Absol, since I first saw one on T.V. "Luxray, the gleam eyes pokémon is an electric type. Luxray has teal blue fur on the chest, hind legs, under arms, face, and ears while it has black on the tail, waist and shoulders, front arms, and mane. The black fur on the waist, shoulders, and mane are spiked from static electricity. There are three yellow semi ring patterns on the back of its arms, a yellow star shaped spike on its tail, and yellow ear canals. Their special ability can be found within the red and yellow eyes. Luxray have an extremely powerful sense of eyesight that they can see through objects. Luxray are extremely vicious and territorial but when trained they're tremendously loyal and passionate, but angering a Luxray can easily break that bond," I read out before saying, "Damn!" slowly.

I added six more to my list after reading out Luxray's description while M-4 added two. "Ninetales, the fox pokémon is a fire type. Covered in luxurious golden-cream fur, it has nine tails each tipped with orange fur. They also have a fluffy crest acting as a small mane and a ruff around the neck and shoulders. Researchers have found that it is possible for some ninetales to live up to a thousand years. There are many myths and legends about this pokémon, and they're known to have ghost-like abilities. Ninetales are notorious for holding grudges. Harming this pokémon can make it vengeful by giving the assaulter a curse. Also, touching one of its tails without permission will enrage it." I wrote down the name and so did M-4. I like how this pokémon has ghost type moves.

We both wrote down two more pokémon. "Salamence, the dragon pokémon, is a dual dragon/flying type. It's a quadruped dragon with a sky blue colored body except under tail which is red and underbelly which is armored silver. It also has a red under neck, white jaw, red bands on the top of its head, and giant red, axe shaped metallic wings. Trainers say that salamence are known to be cocky and arrogant especially in winning battles. This is due to the challenge they go through to grow their wings." I added this pokémon to my list. I scrolled down adding another pokémon then read aloud another description. "Sceptile the forest pokémon is a grass type. Sceptile is green all around except for the red jaw and red band marking on its waist. Also having six yellow nodules and a palm tree branch-like tail, it has properties of a tree by sucking in nitrogen through the nodules. Sceptile are known to be the fastest grass type pokémon as it can leap from tree to tree at high speeds. Sceptile also share dragon characteristics." I marked it down on my list even though I know it's going to be extremely hard to find a treeko in the wild. I added seven more while M-4 added three.

"Oh shit, that's what's Fahrenheit gonna look like in the future?"

"Yep, a powerful Typhlosion," I answered proudly as I wrote down the name than put a checkmark next to the name. I added two more while M-4 added three more pokémon as we came to the last of the webpage.

I turned off his computer then read out my list. "Okay I got absol, arcanine, articuno, beedrill, blaziken, dewgong, one eeveelution, empoleon, feraligatr, floatzel, flygon, garchomp, gardevoir, granbull, houndoom, either latias or latios, lucario, lugia which will probably never be seen, luxray, magmortar, marowak, mawile, meganium, mew but I doubt I'll ever see that as well, mightyena, ninetales, pidgeot, rampardos, salamence, sandslash, sceptile, scyther, sharpedo, shaymin, skarmory, staraptor, torkoal, typhlosion, ursaring, and lastly zangoose. That brings me up to a total list of forty pokémon. What do you have?"

"Uh… I got absol, arcanine, eevee, electrike, espeon which I already got, flareon, glaceon, granbull, growlithe, houndoom, houndour, joelton, leafeon, lucario, manectric, mightyena, ninetales, poochyena, riolu, smeargle, snubbull, s-soo-e-soon- how the fuck do you say this shit?"

"I looked at his list to check the name while I was unfamiliar with what he just said. "Its suicune, dumbass. Its swee-koon, got it," I chuckled

"Yeah that, smart ass bitch, okay what else…umbreon, vaporeon, vulpix, and… yeah that's it, twenty-five."

"Wow… you do know that you listed the previous evolutions of all of those pokémon?"

"Yeah, I did that 'cause I want every single canine pokémon out there. Arceus, you deaf, I thought I said that like a thousand times?"

"Fuck you, I'm just saying because I thought you only want the final forms?"

"Naw, I want them all," he smiled.

"Why do you want the lower forms, they can't get all of the benefits from evolving?" He looked at me with a confused expression.

"Cause…aw shit… cause I think they're cool."

"Because you think those pokémon are cute." I laughed.

As soon as I begun laughing he slipped out one of his throwing knives pointing it a couple inches away from the back of my hand. "Yeah I do… but don't you ever tell M-60! I don't know how you knew but if you tell him then holy shit…" he threatened not wanting to continue on.

"Oh shit, I didn't think that was true. Well don't worry then. Besides there's nothing wrong with thinking that. Dialga, what is it forbidden to you?" He put the blade away with a surprised and embarrassed look. I busted out laughing at his reason. M-4 wants cute pokémon? That does seem weird!

"Hey, fuck you, shut up!" he told.

"Relax… relax, "I said in between laughs before I calmed down, "It's just that you of all people want these pokémon because they're cute, Dialga Palkia that's funny!"

"Yeah you got me, so what? They are…cute, damn it. If you keep laughing then I'll capture one of them and order it to chew your fuckin' head off. Does that sound cute?"

"Yeah whatever," I said ending my laughing fit, "It's a pretty good list anyways. See my dream was either this or becoming a pilot. I love flying and planes in general, but since I can't really earn any college degrees I can't dream of becoming one."

"Seriously? Dude, I fuckin' love planes too! I still remember those times before I was taken away when I lived with my mom near an air force base. Every time they took off I would just like stare at them take off and land while in formation. Those pilots are fuckin' beasts!" he happily explained.

"Really, that's pretty cool living next to those fighter jets. You actually wanted to fly too?" I happily asked never knowing he had interest in aviation too.

"Hell yeah, I mean I wanted to learn how. I wanted to like learn how to read the gauges and learn how to fly. Shit, how do pilots land?"

"That's cool," I exclaimed happily, "Never knew we had that in common, but dude you really want to learn how to fly planes?"

"Hell yeah-I mean I wish one day to fly a big ass jet for a bit."

Looking at his eyes being big in excitement upon letting me know how bad he wants to learn I got up and told him to follow me. "I got something that you'll definitely love then," I smiled.

Minutes later I came out of my suite where Jose stood next to my door in the spacious generally red hallway of the second floor of this mansion. I handed him a small box to have him look at. "What is this?" he asked as he shook it then read the cover.

As he read the cover his eyes gaped before he quickly turned to the back to read the description on the box. "That's' right M-4, it's a video game for the P.C. except this is no ordinary game. It's a flight simulator featuring real gauges, effects, and procedures. And I put in a DVD in the box that has a lot of bonus planes that are more realistic that I found and downloaded myself so you can install those too. All you have to do is just install this and go to the lessons tab and complete the first one and you'll be good," I smirked.

"Holy Dialga is this for real! It actually has real planes and those gauges, and it'll teach me how to fly?" he beamed.

"Yeah- I mean to its best. It's just a computer game so it doesn't have everything but it still has a lot. I've been playing this since I was seven then got back into it once I came to the mansion so I already remember a lot of procedures."

"Well fuck, let's go install it then," he said as he almost took off in a run down the hallway.

"Actually you go ahead. I'm going to go to bed, so call my pokémon back when you go to bed too. I'm actually pretty tired from what you guys pulled out on me."

"Hey, yeah sorry again. And thanks for the game M-14, it looks beasty as fuck!" he celebrated,

"You're welcome, alright see you tomorrow," I concluded turning to my door and going inside.

I took out the folded paper from my pocket containing my list. This "List of 40" would've been the map of my journey if I had the opportunity to become a trainer. Having forty pokémon that I want to join my team would be amazing, of course I'll ask for a challenge battle first instead of forcing them into joining me which will just prove that I'm different from the other trainers. There's already two checkmarks on my list, but that's probably all that there's going to be. I gloomily scanned through the paper before crumpling it up and throwing it in the bin next to my desktop. Wow, it felt like there was no point in creating that list. It felt more like a teaser than anything else since there are so many good pokémon that I want to capture. Pushing that topic to the side I stripped naked and hopped into the shower thinking only about if my decision to trust M-4 was a good one.

To Be Continued

Western Pacific Nation= United States, Canada, Greenland

Nation= Continent

Region= Nation.

As explained before in chapter 3, an example about those terms is that basically if South America was in Pokémon then it would be called in this fiction series a nation not a continent: Example, Latins Nation. There are eight nations in all as you read the series.

Regions are the same way. The Western Pacific Nation in this story represents North America and Canada except it's actually an archipelago instead of one big land mass. Picture this: Hoenn in this story is the size of the Southwestern United States. Johto and Kanto is Canada. Sinnoh could be the Eastern U.S., and the Sevii Islands can be the string of islands below Florida to South America. This is just a broad explanation of the size comparisons and different land forms from the real world.