Chapter 27
Crazy Train
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She watched as Alice excused herself to the bathroom in her own crude way and left. She had decided that she liked Alice, at least kinda. She was a bit loud at times and her and Citrine seemed to argue alot but she hadn't gotten mad at her yet, she thinks. Maybe she had and she was just really good at hiding it, is that why she left just now, to get away from her?
No, Dad said to not think like that anymore, it's just her own mind playing tricks again. Alice hadn't gotten mad at her and she really did just need to use the bathroom. Probably.
She sighed. She wanted to hang out with Alice more ever since the thief incident in Jubilife but now that it was happening she could barely say anything, and what she did say was just her being dumb again. She wished that she had Citrines confidence, then she could talk like a regular person.
The train rumbled down the predetermined path it had traveled no doubt a thousand times. Trees passing by the windows on one side as the craggy grey rock face of the small mountain they were traveling through passed the other. The sounds of the few other passengers were near silent and inconsequential but each sniffle or polite cough yanked her attention away from her. Each sound ruthlessly dissected and processed for even the slightest amount of negative emotion. Dad had said to try and ignore that kind of thing but it was hard breaking a habit like that, the ever present need to know if she was upsetting someone was akin to pure instinct by now.
One sound suddenly grabbed her attention, not a voice, or the wheels of the train rolling along the rails, but a slow faint clicking noise. Like ink pens being taped against glass in a strange mechanical rhythm. She raised her unfocused eyes from her feet and searched for it. Neither Citrine or Alice had returned from the bathroom yet and the few other people aboard were sitting quietly, but still she could hear the clicking, it actually seemed to be getting louder.
Wait, no now it's stopped. She gave the car one more glance over before turning back to her seat and-
her screamed died before it had the chance to even reach her ears as a glob of silken webbing sealed her mouth shut. A spinarak dangled in front of her from a single strand of web, staring her down with black beady eyes. Her hand snapped to her belt as her heart jumped to her throat, any one of her birds could beat the bug type but it seemed to know exactly what she was thinking and quickly glued her hands in place.
Her quick movement drew the eye of another passenger, the mother of a small black haired girl. She stood with a start once she had caught on to the situation, but before she could say anything she was interrupted by the crystal clear voice from someone unseen.
"Web bomb, Spinister."
In an instant a glowing ball of silvery white formed on its mouth and detonated into a massive network of winding alabaster strings, covering every surface and person in the car, forcing them to stay put. Several started panicking as they futilely struggled against their bindings. A sharply dressed man in a white porcelain mask suddenly appeared with a flash of bright chromatic light, a natu perched on his pokeball topped cane. He made a grand sweeping gesture with it, the round psychic bird teleporting with the slightest pop at the movement and failed to reappear in her sight. His words laced with showmanship and that tone that most actors would reserve for large crowds.
"Welcome one and all to the show! I do apologize for the mess, my little Spinister does so love to over do his parts." He stepped forward, the narrow walkway between the seats being one of the only permanent surfaces without webbing on it, if she hadn't begun panicking like the rest of the car she might have admired the control the bug had exhibited to pull that off. "Now I'm sure your all wonder who I am and why I'm here, but wonder no longer. For I am The Magnificent Micheal! Magician extraordinaire and Master thief soon to be known the world over." He stopped for just long enough to take a deep bow, his top hat sinking down to nearly touch the floor.
She probably should have been trying to do something, call for Citrine, maybe escape her restraints. But she had locked up once the situation had finally sunk in, she couldn't even think, the beginnings of a panic attack gripping her and growing with her heart rate as he approached her seat. A strange man, a self admitted criminal, was holding the train hostage and she couldn't move, couldn't call for help, couldn't even see Citrine.
"Don't worry too much, I'm not here for mere wallets or jewelry, and I am certainly no pokemon thief." The last comment suddenly easing a few people down, if only slightly. "No I am here for one thing." He stopped at her seat, oh legends why her seat, what was he doing.
"This right here."
He reached down, gloved hand smoothly grabbing the briefcase that Alice was set to deliver, one of the few things in the cart not currently covered in webbing. She was vaguely aware that she had started crying at some point, heart hammering in her chest as he turned to address her. White porcelain mask covering everything but his mouth full of almost too perfect bleached teeth.
"You must be the courier," All she wanted to be right now was in her room, "Dreadfully sorry about this, I certainly didn't mean to make you cry. I do so hate to upset children like thi-"
A scream rang out threw the cabin, her eyes, puffy and red, darted to the source. The little black haired girl from before was screaming at the spinarak who had decided that her hair would make a lovely seat. She would have felt bad for the girl but at the moment Lapis was being robbed and therefore had other things to worry about.
Like if Alice would be mad that she hadn't protected the briefcase from a deranged larcenist.
"Spinister! What did I say about sitting on people like that, if you keep doing this people are going to think I'm a bad train-"
The wooden sliding door in the rear of the car suddenly and violently slammed open, Alice stood there, eyes whipping around the cabin before resting of Micheal.
"Ah, it seems I've missed a few stragglers."
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
Lapis tried to speak past the gag, to call for help or try to explain what was happening, she wasn't sure. She might never know because all that came out was a whimper. But a whimper was enough to draw Alices eye for just a moment. Lapis could see the previous confusion and annoyance explode into fury as the abrasive girls eyes dilated and lips involuntarily drew back into a snarl that would frightened a dragon. Well maybe not a dragon, but it certainly scared Lapis.
Alice roared a death threat at the man, a terrible caustic sound filled with hate, rage, and teeth. Her hand snapping out, flinging one of her pokeballs, the one painted like a skull, into the small strip of un-webbed walkway in between all of the seats. Her ever angry buneary, now apparently fighting fit and sober, shot out, scrambling for the strange man before any order had come from his trainer.
"CLOCK HIM!" There's the order.
Small but powerful legs launched him forward, aim true and a near blur as he sailed for the mask sitting on the mans face. The spinarak was faster however and with unnerving precision shot and anchored a string of web onto bunearies back. The line went taught, yanking the rodent backwards.
Citrine was suddenly on her, the knife in his hand (the one his dad had bought for him) already frantically slicing at her bindings. His presence already helping to bring her down from the heart aching panic attack, though his furious mutterings slowing the process just a bit. Her head came free and she desperately tried to get her eyes back on the action as a small sharp bang like a firecracker juttered the walls and floors, the smell of rotting leaves quickly following it. Alice was actually trying to get closer to Micheal but was being impeded by the spinarak, who had a buneary that she could only describe as frenzied, madly trying to drive a glowing fist into it as it bounced around the cabin, doing a remarkable job of aiming for the scant few clear areas to bounce from.
The spinarak had complete control of the battle field, its Sticky Bomb move proved no hindrance for the insect as it scuttled across the glue like strings. Alices buneary, Jack she remembered, feverishly going after it, though often getting stuck in the webs again. A very small Shadowball to his landing spot however would clear the ground or wall he was stuck to without hurting himself and free him allowing for another chance to seize the bug. A strategy that Alice had not told him to take, meaning that they've either dealt with a similar situation or that Jack had figured it out for himself.
"As fun as this is," Said the thief "I'm afraid I must take my leave now." he produced a single pink ball the size of a marble from his person and swiftly slung it onto the ground. A sharp crack sounded off as the device sent a thick cloud of pink dust that quickly enveloped the cars interior.
Citrine blindly ripped the last of her bindings off as she heard Alice slamming open windows in an effort to clear out the haze of dust. The thick coating of it at least neutralizing the stickiness of the few strands of web that had fallen to the ground during the minor battle to the point that it only gripped her boots enough to male a hollow ripping sound as she ran down the train car.
Predictably the man was nowhere to be seen and the spinarak had gone with him. Alice whipped around madly, nearly foaming at the mouth (why do all of her friends seem to have anger issues?) as she spit curses and vileness at the thief.
A hollow thunking came from above, traveling towards the back of the train in a hurry. Alices eyes lit up in a way that seemed to set the orange orbs ablaze.
"Oh you are so gonna pay for this." It was stated as if it were fact. Alice wanted to hurt him, therefore he would be hurt. Simple.
And then she scrambled out of the nearest window, the only words explaining herself being. "Help the others I'm going for Houdini!"
And as terrifying as it was to think about Alice climbing on the outside of a moving train. She was mostly just glad that she wasn't mad at her for losing the package in the first place.
Probably.
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Stupid magician, with his stupid spider and his stupid magic shtick. Is shit like this normal here? Like, is Ash just an average trainer dealing with average everyday shit and the only weird thing is the legends? Or am I just that lucky.
I heaved myself up onto the roof of the train. YES I know this is a stupid idea and YES I am probably gonna fall off, and NO the money is not worth the trip to the hospital I will probably be taking. But this motherfucker made my friend cry, so I have to break his jaw.
It's the principle of the thing, you know?
The wind was far too strong to let out either Luke or Karen, whose lighter builds would be blown away in an instant, leaving my two heavy hitters as my only options. The top of the train was smooth aerodynamic metal but my boots gripped well enough that so long as I didn't do anything ridiculous I wouldn't slip off. My jacket whipped wildly in the wind, the thin denim doing little to protect against the wind chill.
He was already a couple of train carts down, casually jogging as he held his ridiculous hat onto his head. I didn't scream at him or anything stupid like that, no need to give myself away. No I just broke into a dead sprint instead, the wind at my back helping to push me along as I hopped over the first gap between the carts. I was quickly gaining on him, my frantic run far faster than his light jog until I could practically count the brown hairs on his head.
And then he dropped to his back, spinning around and quickly and cleanly slamming his foot into my chest, used the momentum I had gathered to knock him down to simply fling me over and past him. Huh, I wonder if this is how that mightyena from Jubilife felt while flying through the air, confused and angry.
He managed a reverse somersault that pushed him up into the air and landed back on his feet with a decent display of acrobatics. I landed on my face. Gotta say, not super enjoying this fight so far. Haven't even landed a hit on the guy yet.
Lets see if more fists fixes that little issue.
Jack came out in a splash of red, fur standing on end and teeth bared. The thief took a leap back at his appearance, expression twisted by the smiling eyes of the white mask as he released the spider again. Though if I had to guess by his tone he wasn't to particularly impressed with the rabbit.
"I must say you are a tenacious one. I take it you're the real courier then?" A snarl was the only reply he got. "Hmm, I thought the other one was just a bit to skittish for guard work. Well allow my to introduce myself once more, I am the Magnificent Micheal. And you should really not be playing on top of moving trains with your pets."
Jack let out a noise that was somewhere between a chainsaw and a hiss at the insult. I was trying to measure him up. He knew I was coming from behind but that could have either been because he heard me or felt the roof shaking under him. I hadn't exactly been light footed about my approach. I know he has a spinirak, smoke bombs and any other number of tricks up his sleeve so long as he kept to his theme.
I on the other hand had pretty much nothing but my pokemon. My bag had been webbed down in the train and it wasn't coming free in time to catch him, so I had left it. Luke might be able to keep up with this wind speed but he would be fighting it constantly. Karen was pretty much ruled by any rouge wind that caught her so she was a no go. Jack was my best bet, he was maneuverable and my most versatile.
"Sticky web!" Oh wow. The spider is gonna shoot webs at us, that's... super fucking predictable.
And easily countered.
"Fire punch."
Spinarak spat out a glob of web that seemed to grow in size and unravel from a mush of silk into a fully formed web like some form of bizarre net gun. Jack shot forward, fist wrapped in flame. Both came to meet in the middle, but Jack wasn't even touched by the net. His fire searing away the bug type technique in a mere moment and allowing him to charge unimpeded towards the insect.
Three things happened in rapid succession. One, I had dodge a flaming wad of webbing as it soared past me carried by the rapid winds. Two, The Magnificent Dickhead, called out for his spinirak to use Nightshade in an effort to staunch Jacks approach. And three, I yelled at Jack to dodge it, not having alot of time to register what attack he called out while dealing with thing one.
Nightshade was a ghost type attack, bunearys are normal type, neither of these things are secrets. Which told me a terrible secret of his own.
Numb nuts was a shitty battler.
Jack, ever loyal, abandoned his wild charge and rolled to the side as a streak of completely ineffectual black cored purple lightning struck the spot he had just been in. Micheal called for the bug to do it again, solidifying that it hadn't been a mistake and he really didn't know his type match ups.
"Ignore it, Quick attack, Fire punch!" Short and simple, he knew very well that it wouldn't effect him, his invention of Cherry bomb more than proved that, and so he charged as the second use of Night shade hurtled towards him as he streaked towards the bug.
You know, I've never actually seen a normal type hit with a ghost move. Not even when we were catching driftblims all those weeks back. Jacks Cherry bomb obscured him the moment it was used preventing me from getting a good look at it. I'm not sure how I expected them to interact with each other, maybe it would splash off of him like psychic to dark types, or he would simply absorb it like ground type with electricity.
Instead it just fazed right through him as if my pissed off bunny simply didn't exist. No loss in power, no deflection, no discoloration, it just no-clipped him. It was bizarre, like seeing something out of a glitchy video game. Must work the same the other way around too. That seems super exploitable and absolutely something to experiment with later.
Jack slammed into the little nuisance with a flashy pop of flame, the bug squealed as the brief contact with plasma and brute force slung it to the side, completely clear of the train. Magic Mike frantically squawked for it to use string shot as it fell from view over the lip of the roof.
I charged forward across the impromptu battlefield with fury in my eyes. The bug was out of the way for the moment and I had one shot to catch the bastard and beat him up with my... tiny... fists...
Ah fuck me. I forgot I was a preteen again.
There is punching above your weight class and then there is a child getting decked by a full grown adult. I mean sure, if I had my machete or crowbar I could rip him a new one, but any weapons I owned were stuck in my bag a few train cars away. And while I have alot of experience in bar fights, those don't carry the risk of surprise train departure. And...
Oh wait I have pokemon. Gods I am dumb, or maybe a bit trigger happy. Probably both
"Jack! Use Pou-" The spider was suddenly in my face, having used its webbing to sling itself back to the battle field I had just stormed.
"FLASH!" Oh Fuck.
My eyes snapping shut had no real negative effect on the move as the spider flashed with the intensity of a welding torch mere inches from my face. Fuck me that shit is bright. I wasn't seeing spots so much as I had one big sun spot obscuring my whole vision like a multicolored shadow. Judging by the positively irate "BUN!" I'm guessing Jack got hit by the same attack. Great, blind on a moving train in the middle of a fight, this was such a stupid idea.
Boots thundered past me as I tried to rub the sight back into my eyes. Instinct gripped me as I made a lunge at the noise but my boot refused to come up from the floor and all I succeeded in doing was an awkward stumble. Bug must have glued my foot to the floor while it had the chance, probably got Jack too.
"Jack cherry bomb to free yourself and go after them!" A pop and the half second scent of decaying leaves followed by a much lighter thumping going past confirmed he had heard me. Good, fuck whatever Citrine said about bunearies, Jacks smart enough to not let them get away so easily, or fall for the same trick twice.
As I frantically untied my stuck boot (should've got the pair with zippers) I tried to figure out his plan. He came and got my package specifically, or maybe that's all he managed to swipe before I got back? No, a briefcase usually doesn't have anything worthwhile in it, just papers and documents most of the time. If he was looking for quick cash he would have started with wallets or jewelry. And he called me the 'real courier' meaning this was targeted.
A good plan would be teleport on grab the goods and teleport out, so he either doesn't have a teleporter and got on board some other way, or he knows about the necklaces weird immunity to it. Either way he needs a way off the train, if he had a decent flyer he would have flown or parachuted off to moment he could, so no flier. Him staying on the train could mean only one of two things. He either has a way off in a car further down, not a pokemon he would have just carried it in a pokeball. Or there's a drop point, which could be anything.
Man, I would make a really good train robber. Or maybe I've seen to many action movies.
My shoe came free as my vision cleared up just enough to navigate. I scrambled to catch up, the scene meeting my eyes left me hopeful. Jack had them on the ropes, as he was currently trying to blast the bouncing spinarak with shadow balls. Along side many wads of white webbing, several scorch marks littered the trains roof from where he had either missed with Fire punch or freed himself with Cherry bomb. He was too far to actually hit the ever moving thing with the ghost move however, he needed to close the distance.
"Quick attack!"
"Sucker Punch!" Oh come the fuck on. I didn't know a whole lot about sucker punch other than the basics, if it hits while your using a move it hurts like hell. Any other time and it fizzles out.
I tried to tell Jack to use Protect but I couldn't get it out in time, Jacks Quick attack had already put him right on top of his opponent, whose front leg bled a black smoke like substance that made my eyes ache ever so slightly when I looked at it. With a deafening crack the spider turned the battle around entirely as it flung Jack off of the train.
My hand snapped up his pokeball in a flash and recalled him before he could hit the rushing ground below. He still wasn't capable of midair recoveries, the best he could do right then was Protect to negate the impact with the ground, but then we would be separated. I'd have jumped off myself before I let that happen, he could have the stupid fucking necklace. Fortunately I remembered that pokeballs have some decent range on them.
Unfortunately that seemed to be exactly what Magic Mike had planned for.
"STRING SHOT THE BALL!"
Spinarak immediately blasted a wad of gunk onto the front Jacks ball preventing him from coming back out and gluing my hand to the painted sphere. An impressive and incredibly annoying feat considering I was upwind. This thing clearly wasn't trained for battles but it was very good at causing problems.
I whipped around as it spat another line at me, the offending strand catching my jacket instead of shirt or skin. I took the opportunity to grab Marks ball and send him out as the bug began wrestling to reel me in. I presume to tie me down properly.
Mark was not a good match up for this fight. Even discounting his type disadvantage he didn't have a way to deal with the things string shot other than dodging, one solid hit and he was done.
"Swagger!" Hope this works.
The spinarak was too busy pulling on me to avoid Marks infuriating wiggle. The force pulling my jacket increased two-fold and I actually had to start really resisting it. That seemed to captured it addled focus as Mark rushed in with his forehead glowing a bleached bone white.
His Headbutt connected with a solid thump, forcing the spider to cut the line and relieving the pressure on my denim. I whipped back around, noting the long white rope connected to my back and blowing in the breeze didn't stick to my arm where it wrapped around my side. It must only be sticky on the very end, I bet I could use it for something, a garrote at the least.
I kept my eyes on the battle as I reeled up the newfound potential weapon. Mark was doing very well with spinaraks confused state, dodging clumsy strikes and making the thing pay for each one. He was at least taking this fight seriously and trying to end it quickly instead of just playing with his opponent. Good boy, we don't have time for fun right now.
Seeing that he had a good handle on the battle I looked back to Mike, wondering why he wasn't shouting useless orders to his partner. Dude was starring at me and fiddling with his cane. The pokeball mounted on top popped open revealing a small hook and, is that some kind of wheel? It didn't look dangerous, in fact it kinda looked like a-
He wasn't looking at me. He was looking past me.
I whipped around once more, eyes ravenously dissecting every inch of the rock face to our left. THERE, A WIRE! That's his escape route, a fucking zip line. It was taut and slanted from the cliff face and disappeared into the woods just on the other side. His cane was a tool to catch and ride it down. That is so fucking ridiculous. I bet he was gonna ride it past our car and wave like a smug dickhead. That's why he was running down the cars, he needed a run up to get the speed to pass us.
That is simultaneously the funniest and most insulting thing I have seen in months. I almost wanted to applaud his bullshit. Instead I decided to ruin his day.
"MARK, GET BACK HERE!" I rushed forward as he finished his fight with a well timed feint attack. My only free hand and mouth working together to form a simple pull knot from the discarded silk as I locked my eyes on one of the web globs plastered to the trains top. I only got one chance at this.
Mike returned his now unconscious bug as Mark jumped into my outstretched arm, I handed him the impromptu noose.
The wire passed over my head at ridiculous speeds.
My lone boot slammed into the glob of web anchoring me on the spot.
Mark jumped from my hand as I flung him.
Magic Mike raised his cane and caught the steel wire.
Mark connected with his leg as I yelled a single order.
The was noose slipped over his ankle by my lizard.
I slapped the rope with Jacks ball, the webbing on the front acting as a powerful adhesive and sticking fast to the web.
And the line went taut.
The resulting brutal tug-o-war happened in a mere blink of a moment. I felt my body painfully stretch to its absolute limit and a bit beyond as bones popped and whined at the forces my terrible plan. Mike yelped as any blood flow to his foot was bit off by his new tourniquet and he was subjected to the same pull that I was experiencing. The hand gripping his cane may have been strong enough to hold him up, but it couldn't compete with the tensile strength of web and sinew, and it slipped off the glossy pole. He crashed into the sheet metal below with a yelp, his cane riding the zip line riderless.
Mark scrambled back to me obviously worried as I slowly shifted, letting my joints pop back into place, groaning while they did. I waved off Marks distraught behavior as I so very slowly propped my self up. Gods that sucked, at least it worked though, he should be stuck on board unless he has a back up plan.
"I hate to tie you up like this but you should really stick around! HAHAHA, I'M FUCKING HILARIOUS! Ahh, everything hurts."
"OH ZIP IT!" Was half of his terse response, which Only made me laugh harder, ow my ribs. I love dumb puns man, there's just something about them. The other half shut me up real quick though.
Because he released a goddamn pinsir onto the train.
"This dude is really starting to bug me." Puns aside, this is gonna suck.
A quick shot of adrenaline shoo'd away the pain for the moment as I curled up and shakily tried to untie my boot and free my self from the floor. Ah man I just realized I'm gonna have to do the rest of this fight in my socks.
Pinsir thundered forward at his trainers order, Mark stayed by my side understanding that I couldn't dodge at the moment. The next few seconds felt like both hours and an instant as the rare and monstrous beetle ignored Marks Leer and bolted for me. I yank my foot free as it stopped just next to us.
It reared back massive jagged horns glowing a threatening white and intent on breaking both of us at once. Mark slammed into me as it brought its horns down. only to slam into a green shell of energy as Mark threw up a protect to stop it. The momentum carried over though, slinging the shield and in turn us off and over the edge of the trains roof.
Marks protect shattered as we fell, not as skilled or naturally talented with it as Jack with his normal typing. we were weightless as we fell. the ground screaming a thousand blurs at us as we traveled to meet it. I did the only thing I could, closed my eyes and curled around my pokemon hoping to protect him from the jagged rocks and unforgiving soil below.
Only to feel a breath stealing yank at my belt. My eyes snapped open upon not receiving a lethal road rash and closed shut at the sight of the rushing ground and massive bird feet. Wait...
Bird feet?
I cracked an eye open to the same sight, no longer traveling downwards and suspended by my leather belt. I looked back to see two long beaks holding from certain pain connected to a impressive doduo with a little girl riding its back.
"LAPIS YOU BEAUTIFUL BITCH I COULD KISS YOU!" I wouldn't of course that'd be weird but post near death euphoria was a hell of a drug. "WAIT, WHY ARE YOU OUT HERE?!"
The flying type specialist steered her bird closer to the train before directing it to toss us on board. I landed with a thump onto the metal grating and quickly shot up, noting with some annoyance that my socks did nothing to make the metal any more comfortable.
"Situation report! The trains onboard communications have been cut off. We have no back up!" Oh that's bad, also she's doing her solider thing again, I wonder if that's a coping mechanism. "Also there is another intruder onboard, female around ten to eleven years of age, wearing a purple suit and similar mask to original target. Citrine is currently attempting to confront them. They have a natu, confirmed teleporter."
Ok that's also bad. A partner makes this even more complicated.
"Where are they now?"
"Five cars ahead, we have reason to believe the natu can't teleport to cars it doesn't have direct line of sight to." Thank fuck for small miracles.
"Do you think you guys can handle them? I've trapped the first guy onboard but I don't know if he has a back up plan." I really hate sending kids to do shit like this, but this is the world of pokemon. They were given super powered animals and expected too handle situations like this. Still hated it but these two seemed competent. At least they were up against another kid. "I need to go after him and get my package back." And get some payback, that mother fucker threw me off a train.
"Affirmative!" Good then I can...
"Wait why are you out here again?" Like I'm grateful she was, but why?
"I was attempting to get infront of our target in an attempt at a pinsir maneuver." Ugh, don't mention pinsirs right now. "I saw you battling on top of the train and realised you were in trouble." Well that explains that.
"Thanks for the help. Go kick some ass, I got this dude!" She nodded and with a quick nudge of her feet doduo sot off at an incredible sprint for a car much further up.
Ok head in the game, one dude with a pinsir running around, another girl with a teleporting natu, explaining how he got on board and confirming that he knows he can't teleport with the necklace. They've cut the phone line and probably have some kind of back up plan. I have no weapons, a sealed pokeball, one hand, a rope glued to me and no shoes.
I just wanted a quick buck, is that so much to fucking ask for goddammit?
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Alice Thorn
May 8
Team
Jack
Buneary
Moves: Pound, Foresight, Frustration, Sweetkiss, Defense Curl, Baby Doll Eyes, Quick Attack, Jumpkick, Shadow Ball, Low Kick, Swagger, Protect, Fire Punch
Ability Limber
Luke
Golbat
Moves: Absorb, Super sonic, Astonish, Bite, Whirlwind, Wing attack, Confuse ray, Air Cutter, Swift, Protect
Ability Inner focus
Karen
Cottonee
Moves: Absorb, Fairy Wind, Growth, Leech Seed, Stun Spore, Mega Drain, Poison Powder, Protect, Swift, Razor Leaf, Cotton Spore
Ability Infiltrator
Mark
Scraggy
Moves: Leer, Headbutt, Sand Attack, Feint Attack, Swagger, Low Kick, Dragon Dance, Protect, Endure, Facade, Pay Back
Ability Moxie
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