Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon
Again, sorry for the long wait of this chapter. Originally the character in this chapter was suppose to have his own fanfiction but I have enough unfinished fanfictions might as well try him. Thank you and hopefully it's not too boring to read.
"Yo, what's up my lil Pokémon challengers?! Kaku former Pokémon Champion of Alola is here to tell you, welcome to my crib—sponsored by Repel. Buy at your local PokéMart."
After facing a Meowth with his best Pokémon he had to go to the PokéCenter to heal Litten, only when he arrived he was also very hungry so he went to their buffet to eat falafel, lime chicken in shells, and vegetables since his mother told him he was a growing boy watching reality TV after a night dreaming about how cute the Nurse Joy was.
On TV was a show where people who once spent a week in the harsh weather sleeping in tents, fleeing from hordes of angry poison types and only returning home for five days out of the year just to get two minutes of footage on Pokémon a week were now doing a reality show where they check in on this month's most talked about former Pokémon League champion and let him or her show them around their homes.
At some point it was pretty much just looking at girls in bikini's around a pool, forgetting the reverence of these people themselves, with viewers sitting on their butts to watch it one hour of their day.
The girl was either Kaku's girlfriend or sister who had redwood sunglasses on, a pink bikini, red toenails, a slime figure a brown braided ponytail and red lips. As much as Logan would like to hear the former Champion talk about her over, well, his Pokémon team that helped get him there...he wanted to leave to face the Totem Pokémon.
On his way to dump his now empty tray in the recycling bin he accidentally bumped into someone.
He was a guy in his sixties whose hair was albino white, pointy white hair protruded from his chin, he wore a brown suit, a red bolo tie, lanky frame, orange eyed, and wore black boots.
The buffet area pantomimed sarcastic applause.
"Sorry!" Logan apologized.
The man stared at him with an intense face. He raised his right hand which in turn made Logan quiver, then everything went black.
Logan opened one eye after what he thought would be a painful slap on the side of his cheek was replaced with a gentle stroking on his forehead.
"It's okay, I trailed the wrong way in this dining hall. Are you okay?" Logan nodded, he smiled. "That's good. My name is Ardy. I am a Pokémon nursing-hunter. What is your name?"
Logan froze for a second wondering what's a nursing-hunter before he gave him a clear answer.
"Logan...and I guess I'm just a trainer whose on his way to clearing the first trial on my way to become a Pokémon trainer."
"Trainer, eh?" For a fleeting second Ardy's eyes glanced up probably looking at the TV. But why? Logan had no idea. "That's good. How many Pokémon have you captured?"
"Two—Two Pokémon sir...Ardy." Logan stammered.
"Okay. Well train those two well but remember you'll need to capture as many of these miracles of life as you can."
Logan blinked. "Okay; I should get going now."
He smiled, "Okay, take care", then squeezed his way around Logan.
Logan never thought he'd meet someone so interesting, so scary and yet so weird.
'The beauty of getting old I guess.'
Logan hurried out of the PokéCenter to run straight to the trial he and Haku went to, after he located Haku of course.
Ardy sat down in the exact same table Logan was sitting looking at the TV the same way he did. As of now water was pattering on tiles so bright they could be made of gold. Kaku had his arms in the air.
"Thank you for joining me today! Never give up on your dreams of becoming a Pokémon Champion someday!"
Ardy grunted. He pulled out a piece of neatly folded paper he unfolded to look at:
Baby-Doll Eyes 3/48
Tickle 14/32
Leech Seed 12/16
Thunder Wave 18/32
Noble Roar 28/48
At the bottom of the page he wrote a name: Rockruff
After he wrote it he flipped the paper around—a picture of a multitude of different kids of different ethnicities, some were holding Pokémon while others looked happy although they didn't have any. Seeing this picture brought tears on both his eyes that sting like dishwasher soap splashed there.
"Okay...what's one more hour for you guys?"
Meanwhile, Logan and Haku were walking down a downward cave path to get to the totem Pokémon. When they arrived they found it curled up in a ball; a Gumshoos. But once the light from the big hole in the ceiling cast a light over them, the Gumshoos awoke unleashing an intimidating growl at the two young trainers.
"Litten, come on out!" Logan shouted clutching his PokéBall until his black fur with fiery chinned starter Pokémon emerged.
"Litten, use—"
"Not one more word or I'll snag that PokéBall from you!" someone with a familiar voice exclaimed.
It turned out to be Ilima, and he was standing between Logan and Gumshoos, is attention inclined towards Gumshoos.
"Gumshoos, this trainer is here to challenge you for the right for a totem sticker. Do you consent to him battling you?"
Gumshoos nodded. Now Ilima turned to Logan.
"He agrees. Beat him and you'll receive his Normalium Z-Crystal."
Logan blinked. "What's a Z-Crystal?"
"Less time now more time after you win. Begin."
With his mind and heart set on that prize, he roared with his command:
"Litten, use Ember!"