I Don't Own Pokemon


My team was still concerned about what happened but after a week, they gave up on asking after I told them that I'd rather not say anything. Not that I wouldn't mind telling them, I just knew that they would go into a panic if I told them I had gotten stabbed before, so I just didn't say anything and let the conversation drop.

Currently, training wise, nothing much more has happened. Rockruff has been gradually improving with his moves and had been doing pretty well in his most recent attempt at using and learning Rock Tomb. While not being completely mastered yet, he could at least use it, which is good, but his attack spend still wasn't the best.

Though that also was slowly improving, not as fast as his power and speed was, but improvement was improvement so I wasn't rushing it. I held back a yawn as I finally stepped into the streets of Dark City, I hadn't slept in a long enough time that I was actively yawning which meant I hadn't slept more than a few hours in the past six or so days.

Something that, even for me, wasn't health, actually especially for me it wasn't healthy. As it meant that that my insomnia was getting into a ruff patch which is never fun. I've probably been lucky not to get one since coming here, at least to an super bad extent, as I have had some bad points but nothing that horrible at least in comparison.

Still, I've powered through like I normally do, even if I felt like falling over, and had to be continuously aware of my surrounds to not trip on air. Though it wasn't exactly fun, as I made sure not to stumble into the nearby Pokemon Center that, thankfully, wasn't to far away.

Stepping into the building, I looked around for a moment, noting that the Joy that should be here, wasn't. Whatever, not the first time this has happened, they're probably just checking up on a patient. Scanning my eyes around the room still nonetheless, I walked forwards to the desk and signed myself into a room.

Hopefully I would just crash onto the bed and go into a coma, at least that's what was I was going for, but sadly that didn't happen as I just laid on the bed for a couple minutes in the silence of the room, before I just gave up as an antsy feeling came over me, as I pulled myself out of bed.

God I hate everything, after a few moments of self pity, I pushed my hands against my face before pulling them down, trying to force myself to stop being an idiot. I need sleep, but I also knew I wasn't going to be getting any sleep, but I was at the point where sleep deprivation was getting to much for me to be anywhere near productive.

After a moment I grabbed my bag and pulled it over, opening it up, I looked threw it for a moment before pulling out a small bottle of pills. It was hard to find, and was something I bought way back while I was in Cerulean, it was made out of berries and was designed to put certain Pokemon to sleep, like Pokemon with the Vital Spirit ability.

I hated taking medicine, especially for sleep, it always feels like I'm just taking the easy way out, not to mention other reasons, case in point about how much I didn't like it, was the fact that the bottle of pills I was holding hadn't even been opened yet. Even with my already horrible sleep schedule, I didn't bother with them.

But I knew that I needed sleep, and at some point I would have to go without it, with that choice being my own or my body trying to shut itself down on me it didn't matter as either way the effect would be the same, and I didn't feel like going crazy, which was why I got this stuff in the first place, not matter personal preference.

Sighing, I opened the cap, and pulled out a single pill, before snapping it into a third of what it was. This stuff was strong and I was not going to risk a coma because I was being idiotic with something as important as medicine usage, no matter how tired I was, I would never make that mistake again.

I frowned at that thought, as it sprung a bad memory to the forefront of my mind. Looking at the small pill still in my hand, I looked at it for a few more second, before breaking it once more in half. After a second of deliberation I popped it into my mouth, and swallowed it down.

Sighing to myself, I looked up at the ceiling for a moment, before standing up and moving my bag to where it had originally been placed. Making my way back over towards the bed, I laid down in it for a couple minutes before finally feeling my mind haze up slightly before slowly drifting off.


I woke up with a gasp, as I shot up in my bed panting, looking around the room for a moment. Taking a breath I calmed down quickly afterwards, reaching my hands up, I rubbed my eyes for a bit. God I hate that, that still happens. After a second I just shook my head.

Standing up, I stretched my body out for a second feeling my body tense before rolling my shoulders. I didn't really need to do this, it was more out of habit than anything, as my body didn't really need to do it anymore, a perk of not being human anymore. But I've noticed some Pokemon still do it that don't have the excuse of muscle memory that I did.

After a second I moved my way over towards my bag, while looking up at the wall clock. Raising an eyebrow at the time, it seemed I had slept for about sixteen hours, I didn't think it would be that long. Maybe twelve or so, but not that many, that medicine is bloody strong.

I frowned at that as I looked down at the bag at my side, before shaking my head, I'm not going to use it often, if really ever, as long as my sleep problems don't get stupidly bad. Now, all I need to do is get something to eat with the rest of my team, and then find the gym or the last badge that I need to get.

But that will come later, after food, so with that I grabbed my pokeball sash off from the table that my bag was by. Throwing it over my shoulder and then under the corresponding arm of the other. Getting use to the weight of the item once more, I illusioned up a jacket, rolling my shoulders once again, even though there was no reason to do so, as the jacket wouldn't change its position on my shoulders.

Walking out of my room, I also had to find a place to feed my team and myself. It was one of the things that I wasn't overly fond of, was Pokemon Center rooms had been getting slowly and slowly smaller. Not actually smaller of course, but my team was getting bigger, and taking up space.

So I've had to deal with that, by usually trying to find a nearby park or just some quiet place for everyone to eat. So that's what I did, looking around for a while, ignoring the people who were all looking at me in something close of worry. Mostly because of the pokeballs on my chest, at least from what I've figured out.

From what I've heard this place was the battle ground for two gangs fighting each other. So even if the two of the gangs stopped fighting and made a gym, doesn't mean all the people are just going to forget about all the damage Pokemon trainers did to there city.

At least they weren't being obvious about it, I just was a little to use to being stared at to not notice, which is kind of sad now that I'm thinking about it. Oh well. With that I continued walking, placing my hands into my pockets before finally finding a park. Making my way over, I noted that there was a few kids on the other side playing tag or something.

The only reason why I noticed as they seemed to have a patterned shirt on for each of them, with a single line going either horizontal, vertical, and diagonal. It was a little weird, not enough to do that much more than give them all as a whole a look over before turning away as I sat down on the ground, and flipped my bag open.

Pulling out a box of food, I set it besides me while bringing out all the bowls I had, then afterwards I closed up the bag. Once it all was set up I then starting to grab my teams pokeballs off my chest and started sending them all out. Watching as they all appeared, gave them all a gesture to the food laid out.

I reached into the bag for some food myself as I watched them all start to socialize. Luxray and Rockruff started talking to each other back and forth. While Pidgeotto and Charizard talked among themselves with Vaporeon, every now and again adding her two cents. Mismagius was just bouncing from one conversation to another, going from talking to Luxray then Charizard before making her way to me.

All in all, while to the most exciting breakfast, it was nice as the weather seemed to be holding up pretty well with it having a nice colder breeze the in the air, that I enjoyed. No idea why, but I've always preferred to being cold to being hot. It wasn't that weird but it was something, I hadn't been able to appreciate much.

As, now a days, with the amount of walking I do, I'm hardly ever chilly, though I'm pretty sure having fur helps with that as well. Still and that is just filler on as to why I was enjoying this nice day that was on the colder side of the spectrum. Not sure why I was putting this much thought on it.

I might not be completely awake yet, which would be annoying, I hate the process of going to sleep and waking up, both just annoy me. Though to be fair I, along with practically everyone else, spend most of my time in between those two events so I would make sense that I would prefer to not have to deal with it.

Anyway, focusing back onto what was happening around me, I noted that those kids were looking over at my Pokemon with a look of curiosity and a hint of fear. Well most of the latter was directed at Luxray and Charizard, which I did't understand really but I've accepted at this point, I don't have a proper sense of what should be scary, or even scary looking.

So I just ignored them, while I waited for the rest of the team finished eating. Looking over towards Luxray and Rockruff, I noted that the two of them seemed to be joking if their small laughs that I could hear was anything to go off of. It was interesting to see how fast those two got along.

But that wasn't why I was playing attention to them, no I was more focused on doing an mental evaluation on Rockruff's current level of skill. He was strong, not on any of the teams level, no yet at least, but strong enough to probably win the gym battle without to much problem.

At least I think so, I'm not the best at remembering something like how strong, say Charizard was around the time I had battled Surge. He was still a Charmander at the time, to be fair, so he was quite a bit weaker but I'm not sure how to compare those two. Because Rockruff doesn't fall into any category that the team already has.

The best I could describe him as is a fighter, he was great at close range, with his high defensive, especially with a few Iron defenses up. And with his strong strength, he was built for up close combat, something tat only Luxray really had fit into, and even then he usually only got close when using his really strong attacks like Wild Charge.

That might be the reason why I've had a hard time training the little guy into a close combat orientated battler, I've always preferred long range when it comes to fights, and that transferred over towards how I trained my team, but Rockruff wasn't a Pokemon where that could really work with, while some of his attacks could be used at range.

I could see how even attacks like Rock Throw could be used in close one on one battles. This information wasn't new to me, I've figured this out about a week and a half ago, but it had taken that time to break out of the habit in both my self and stop certain habits to appear in Rockruff, which limited training time to stuff like how he would deal with opponents.

Though I've had sure he had some basics, which could be improved upon later. God I'm over thinking this aren't I? I've never been this worried about a gym battle before so why now, on a gym that could barely be considered a challenge if I used anyone else on my team, so why was I having to deal with nerves.

Maybe it could be because of all the games and ideas I've had about long ranged magic combat or something similar, that I, even when I started out, had ideas about how to use Luxray's, at the time Shinx's, electric energy. That could be it, I just don't what to think on the possibility that I'm not good at training close combat focused Pokemon, which would put a dent in my pride.

If so, that reason is stupid, and I should just get over myself, I can't be great at everything, it just isn't feasible for that to be true. I suck at plenty of things, emotional understanding, singing, being nice, dancing, painting, and a bunch of other things. But the difference here is I'm not just going to get bored, and I have a Pokemon relying on me that I know what I'm doing.

So all I have to do is learn to be good at it. Can't be to hard, I have the mind to back me up at the very least when it comes to figuring stuff out quickly, so all I'll have to do is get us to being in a different head space while battling that doesn't involving keeping distance, and instead capitalizing on being close.

Something I've done before, but not for an entire fight, mostly I've used closeness in a fight for a quick shot and not really for a long term stay in that range. I'll have to start specializing Rockruff on dodging then, maybe with a bit of work Luxray could explain the concept of Night Slash to Rockruff, so even if he can't use the move in itself.

He can use the premise while in a battle, putting himself in a better position for attacks and dodging. Yeah, even with his defensive might, it wouldn't be good for him to take any hit that can be avoided. I took a breath as I moved myself out of my own mind and looked around and noted that everyone was done and had taken to continue their conversation.

It seemed they knew I was in a, as Mismagius has called it 'Trainer mode' where I zoned out of what was going on around me to analyze whatever subject was on my mind. Well, it was nice of them to not bug me but if I'm zoned out they should say something. I wanted for another second before sitting up straight and getting the attention of my team.

"Alright, I think everyone is done right? Ok, I'm going to head towards the gym now, you all mind helping me clean up before that?" I got some nods as each one of them grabbed their empty bowls and brought it over as I opened my bag up and began to place the items inside of it. With that done, all I had to do now was find the gym.


Ok important note of importance: I stated I've made a mistake in this chapter about how much sleep medicine I used at one point, I'm making this clear before some idiot assumes the worst, I have never tried to kill myself, I did once put myself into a near medicine induced coma before though on accident because I had gone almost a full week without sleep and was desperate and stupid. Just want to make that very clear.

Anyway, moving past that, fun fact, I determine how Kyu's sleep goes by the amount of sleep I get in real life while I write the chapter, and needless to say, I haven't slept properly in the last few days, not as bad as I put in the story to be fair, I'm not at that point yet.

Still anyway, moving onto something else, I've never liked being close when it comes to fighting, in basically everything that involves fighting, DnD, video games, actual fights, spars, etc. I prefer distance, and keeping track of who I'm fighting. It's one of the reasons why I think I, or in this case, Kyu would be a good battler, besides ego and a probably false sense of pride but that's to be expected. Anyway, See ya.