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After Oak left, I spent some time bonding with the Larvitar. I even ended up naming him Kenpachi. It just felt fitting. He had almost nothing in common with the Bleach character but that's the name I chose so that's the name he had. He also loved the name. He was quite a bit older than Igneel, so he definitely wasn't the baby of the group.
The weakest member, for now but definitely not the baby. After bonding with him for a bit, I released the Kirlia. I felt her mind reach out to mine the moment she left the pokeball and I gladly welcomed her in. Thankfully, Donnell had been trained to keep psychics out of his mind from a very young age so Kirlia would be the only psychic I'd let in. She was an astoundingly powerful psychic since she was able to get up to speed after a minute or two of being in my mind.
The information of me being from a different reality was carefully locked out of her reach. I had told none of my pokemon about that, and I probably never would. She picked out her own name from the list of options I fed her, Ino. It was a fitting name for a psychic pokemon, so I was pleased with her selection. I had Broly, Kisame, Quicksilver and Igneel give us a bit of space before starting their battle royale. I then had Ino perform all the moves she knew which was a surprisingly short list. She made for that by being very good at those moves though.
From what little she'd told me of her life before now, she had been trained almost exclusively by Oak's Alakazam along with another member of her species. Oak wanted a Gardevoir to study and the other one happened to evolve first so Oak had no issue leaving her with me. It was quite fortunate for me, but I could tell that Oak's abandonment had caused some self-esteem issues along with a compulsive need to please me.
It's a good thing she was a psychic type. When she needed reassurance, all she had to do was reach into my mind and get it. You couldn't lie in the realm of though, so she had little to no room for doubts about my satisfaction with her.
Two new pokemon meant I had to lengthen this training trip by quite a bit. Oak's warning about eyes on me also made me weary about leaving this forest before my pokemon got strong enough. I had so many rare pokemon that there would be very few people who wouldn't do something to me and claim my pokemon as their own.
I could just imagine waltzing into Giovanni's gym with a Kleavor. He was no rock type master but the link between rock and ground was probably strong enough that he'd have rockets after my head and my pokemon on his belt by the end of the week.
The only issue was my supplies were only designed to last for another month and few weeks. I'd have to dip back into town to resupply. Not now though, that would just be procrastination. I'd worry about the supplies when I needed to worry about the supplies.
For now, I'd work on a training plan for my two newest pokemon. Kenpachi wasn't ready to begin training. I was loathe to rely on Oak's advice, but he was the authority on pokemon. I'd increase Kenpachi's rations and wait a few weeks before training him.
That meant that my focus for now would be on Ino, Broly and Igneel. The others were far along enough in their training that I only needed to be on hand to give tips and advice here and there. I was only a trainer not a pokemon. The pokemon knew their bodies best. I was here to give direction and inspiration.
With Broly, we'd have to work on creating an entirely new fighting style and increasing the severity of his gravity training. Both he and Quicksilver had maxed out the settings on their gravity braces a while ago, but we just had the luck of adding a psychic type to our team.
With Ino, I'd start with teaching her the move gravity. It shouldn't be too hard considering how quickly psychic types learned psychic type moves. We'd also work on her teleportation and reflect. After some more thought, I added teaching her protect to the list. All my original four pokemon knew the move already so it was going to quickly become a staple for my team.
With Igneel, we'd be focusing on his power and teaching him more fire type moves. I'd only taught him flamethrower in his Charmander stage and perhaps spent more time than I should have working on his physical skills. His physical skills were, don't get me wrong, absolutely exceptional. They were what allowed him last more than 20 seconds in the battle royales, but they weren't enough.
I'd do more gravity training with Quicksilver, and I needed Kisame to work more on the power of her water type moves. I named her after the tail-less tailed beast, and I'd done her a disservice by not preparing her to bring that kind of environment changing power to the table. We'd start with surf, and I noted down a reminder to buy a TM for blizzard when I next went into town.
The plan was rough and vague, just how I liked it. I liked the idea of planning but one thing I'd learnt about myself was that I was bad with sticking to detailed plans. I mean look at me now. I had only one of the pokemon I'd originally planned on catching. Was my team balanced? Hell no. But I loved them either way.
It wasn't about the destination. The journey was the 99%. It was that realization that made me cancel training for the day and spend the rest of it lazing around with my pokemon. I had no idea how to manage such a large team but luckily, they did most of the managing for me. Kisame and Igneel paired up to do god knows what while Broly took Kenpachi off my hands and took him to Quicksilver. They were the dads of the team and since Igneel had grown up quite a bit, they enjoyed having a new baby to play with. That left me with Ino. She just lay beside me while I drifted off into the sweet abyss of sleep with my legs hanging off the tree stump I was laying on and a feeling of contentment swirling in my chest.
THE POKEMON HUNTER
The Salamence was a truly impressive specimen. Sure to set a high price for its talent and power. I'd been chasing it for close to an hour now. It probably sensed my pokemon on me and had the good sense to flee after surviving the first attack.
It was all futile though. It just didn't know it yet. Not a single quarry that I'd ever set my sights on had managed to escape. I'd been doing this for 12 years and that alone was an achievement. Hunting and selling rare pokemon was the kind of business to leave you with few friends and a legion of enemies. Everything was out to kill me. The wild pokemon, the league, even my customers at times chose to try doing things the hard way.
In my 12 years, I'd learned a lot and survived even more. Everything wanted me dead, but I rose above that. I rose above all of that. I and my team had gone from league failures to the most feared criminals in all three regions.
I crested the hill I was on and found my prey nursing his wound, probably believing himself to have escaped my reach. I released Pyro, my starter and had him prepare to take it down.
"Dragon rush" I ordered to start the battle. Pyro took a deep breath that sent goosebumps rushing all through my body before he took off in a blur of red scales. He crashed into the salamence with an earth-shaking roar that smashed it into the mountain it was resting on.
The Dragon didn't give up and tried to wrestle with Pyro. Pathetic. A true waste. Pyro pinned it down with a roar of exertion. I thought it over before the dragon sent a hyper beam straight into Pyro's midsection that sent him flying off it. The dragon wasted no time in springing from his prone position and charging up a move I knew well. Draco meteor. I ground my teeth in annoyance before releasing my next pokemon, Psycho.
"Use protect to keep me safe from that move" I ordered. Draco meteor was indiscriminate in its range and targets. By far the most powerful dragon type moves but rarely seen in battle because of how difficult it was to master. To think a wild pokemon knew a move like this. The meteors came crashing down in a glorious fury while I calmly waited it out from the safety of Psycho's nigh impenetrable defence.
The move eventually ended, and my eyes found Pyro. He was worse for wear, but he had taken the attack well. He started charging up a blast burn before I shouted up at him. "We're supposed to take this one alive, remember?" His annoyance was clear to see but he did dismiss the attack to crash into the exhausted pokemon with another dragon rush. It went down and didn't get up again. Knocked out.
I allowed Psycho teleport me to the Dragon's unconscious body before throwing a pokeball at it. The ball flew true but the pokemon wasn't captured. It was a trained pokemon then. My luck smiled on me when an old man crested the other edge of the mountain shouting about his pokemon. I'd found the trainer then. He saw me and released a pokemon with a speed that belied his age.
It was another Salamence. What kind of idiot trained two of the exact same pokemon? Pyro wouldn't be able to take on another Salamence after tanking a draco meteor. I returned him and released Cyro. The old man gasped at seeing her before shouting in shock "You can't have one of those. It's illegal".
I laughed at the utter ridiculousness of this interaction before I gave my first orders. "Ice beam" I commanded. The salamence was fast enough to dodge the first two blasts but the third clipped its leg. I had psycho use protect to shield me from collateral damage as the Salamence fired a hyper beam in retaliation. The attack hit Cyro on her shell which made it ineffective.
I don't have the time for this, I thought. "Use Blizzard. End it quickly". The old man shouted orders at his pokemon, but it was much too late. The ice type move took effect, and an ice storm ravaged the mountain top we were on. I had Cyro fire multiple ice beams at the slowing Dragon type and when it finally went down, she ended the move.
"Good girl." I returned her. Psycho snapped the old man's neck with a blast of telekinesis before he could take out another ball. I walked up to him and broke all three of his pokeballs. The third pokemon would be lost to me but I highly doubted it would be anything rare or powerful. Two salamences was an anomaly. He couldn't possibly have three.
I captured both dragons in my own unregistered pokeball before I had psycho teleport me to my base.
I walked into the speakeasy and was shown the back room. There was a woman there. Pretty with pink hair and wearing a crop top and thigh high skirts. Cute, but not my type.
I dropped the two pokeballs and collected my reward in an expanded briefcase. There was no need to count it. Only a fool would cheat me, and these people were no fools. I turned around to leave but the guard at the door blocked my way. Did they suddenly develop foolishness?
"We mean you no harm. My boss just has a proposition for you and would like you to hear him out."
I nodded and took the seat she gestured at but kept my hand on Psycho's pokeball just in case. She turned to a television in the room that turned on seemingly of its own accord to display a face shrouded in shadow.
"Mr. Alexander Pierce, you do not know me, but rest assured I know you. I know what you truly desire. Why you have taken up a life as a pokemon hunter. It's not about the money. You have enough of that already. No, you desire revenge. Revenge against a society that saw you lose something dear to you. Join me, join the team and I will help make your dreams a reality"
"Nice speech bro, but the only person that will make my dreams come true will be me. It's been nice doing business with you and do feel free to call if you have any more requests but sadly, I will be unable to join your illustrious organization." I spoke in a mocking tone before releasing Psycho. He let out a blast of psychic energy that knocked out the lady and the guard before grabbing onto me and teleporting me out of the room. I caught one last look at the figure shrouded in shadow as I left the room.
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Name; Donnell Oak
Age; 15
Hometown; Pallet
Next of Kin; Samuel Oak
Account balance; 31,050 Pokedollars
Pokemon;
· Kleavor (Nickname; Broly)- Male. Bug/Rock type
Moves; Signal beam, agility, fury cutter, quick attack, slash, swords dance, protect, stone axe, and rock throw.
· Pidgeot (Nickname; Quicksilver)- Male. Flying/Normal type
Moves; Brave bird, aerial ace, steel wing, agility, roost, hypervoice, gust, whirlwind, U-turn, protect and thunderbolt
· Milotic (Nickname; Kisame)- Female. Water type.
Moves; Brine, ice beam, hydro pump, dragon breath, dragon pulse, water gun, protect, recover, and bubble beam.
· Charmaleon (Nickname; Igneel)- Male. Fire type.
Moves; Ember, dragon breath, scratch, bite, growl, metal claw, flame thrower, protect, and dragon rush.
· Larvitar (Nickname; Kenpachi)- Male. Rock/Ground type.
Moves; Rock throw, stone edge, and dark pulse.
· Kirlia (Nickname; Ino)- Female. Psychic type.
Moves; Psychic, teleport, reflect, confusion and detect.