Hi, everyone, sorry for the delay, my life has become hectic in the last two months at work and at Uni.

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Chapter 6 – Trials of Nature

Arriving through the international airport was rather an inconspicuous way for Lawrence the Third to gain access to the Orange Archipelago. He knew if he arrived in his Flying Palace he would draw unnecessary attention to himself, having long since been known as The Collector amongst the legal and illegal authorities of society.

He dusted off his grey suit and re-strapped his carryon bag over his shoulder as he departed with the rest of the first-class passengers, before making his way towards the arrivals lounge. Sure, he was being inconspicuous, but that didn't mean he was going to travel with the lower echelons of society.

He ordered a gin and tonic from the bar before making his way towards one of the many seats jutted around the lounge. He'd been instructed to wait there by a potential client who was very eager to use his large, but peculiar, range of talents.

Sitting down, he replayed the original message in his mind, wondering what his potential client would pay him to do. But he was suddenly pulled from his thoughts when the large television that hung nearby blared the screams from the crowd it showed.

Lawrence knew what it was for, but he didn't have much interest in such trivial matters as Pokémon Battles. Albeit, this was the be all and end all of competitions; the Tournament of Masters. What did pique his interest was the arrival of Charles Goodshow, the President of the Pokémon League, on the stage erected in the main stadium of the Indigo Plateau.

"We're gathered here today to commence the Tournament of Masters!" Charles blared, waving his hands a bit extravagantly as he spoke. "Every four years, the best Trainers in the world convene at single conference started by Kanto's very own Eline Copperfield! To compete, the Trainers must be at the top of their game, having acquired the Trainer Rank of Master! The Trainers before you have each competed and earned their place at this illustrious competition!"

The crowd screamed as the camera panned towards the Pokémon Trainers standing in the field. Lawrence recognised most of them, with the bulk being Champions, Elite-Four members, Elemental Masters, even some high-profile Gym Leaders and Co-ordinators were among them. But the one that caught Lawrence's eye was the dark-red haired individual standing quietly in the back.

"They will face off in full six-on-six battles, with the loser knocked out of the tournament!" The camera continued to move amongst the Trainers as Goodshow spoke. "And over the next few weeks, one of them will be crowned Tournament Master and have the privilege of facing off against the Pokémon Master for his title!"

Lawrence phased the noise from the television out at that moment as a young pretty waitress brought his drink to him. "Here you go, sir" she said, placing the gin and tonic on the table next to him. "And this is complements of the chef" She placed a plate down next to the drink, its contents covered by a silver pot lid. She winked before departing.

Lawrence warily removed the silver lid, revealing a small USB inside. Realising what he needed to do, he grabbed the one item he brought with him; his computer. He inserted the USB after starting up his computer. As the USB loaded itself, the screen turned black, with large white writing appearing on the screen.

'Greetings, Collector,' Lawrence read the text silently. 'We apologise for not meeting in person, but until we know we can trust you, we've decided to remain anonymous. To gain our trust, you must first complete a challenge. You are to steal the Vortex Stone; a rare artefact from the ancient city of Pokélantis. Currently it is being held in the Moro Island Museum of Art in a special exhibition showcasing the ancient history of Kanto and the Orange Archipelago. There is no time limit for this task, but don't take too long; you're not the only one vying for this contract. Good luck, and we hope to continue doing business with you.'

Lawrence paused, contemplating his next move until more text appeared on the screen. 'This device will self-destruct in twenty seconds.' Lawrence quickly ripped the USB out from his computer, placing it on the plate and quickly putting the silver lid over it. Suddenly, there was a small bang and a puff of smoke rose from beneath it. Lawrence didn't have time to worry about that though, instead rising to his feet. He had a lot to think about; especially who they'd also offered the contract to.


A long time ago…

"Why won't you listen to me?" Red pleaded, slamming his fist down on the counter at the local police station in Celadon City.

"Listen kid," the officer behind the counter warned. "Calm down, I won't take the attitude."

"But I've told you; a girl has been kidnapped!"

"A girl that only you saw. A girl that no one else has been able to identify, a girl that doesn't even exist in our database," the officer explained. "I can't issue a report without information on the person."

"I've described the person to you." Red sighed.

"How do I know you're telling the truth," the officer explained. "You are the kid involved in the Pokémon battle in the city square earlier today"

Red slouched over defeated; they'd been having the same argument for thirty minutes. Thirty minutes that could have been spent looking for the poor girl. "So, there's nothing you can do?"

The officer looked over the boy carefully. "I'm sorry, but if others come forward, we may be able to help."

"Fine." Red rose quickly, looking the officer sternly in the eye. "If you won't help me, then I'll just have to find her myself."


Present Day.

"Ok, Lapras, let's do this." Ash summoned his fastest swimmer, knowing it would be easier for Lapras to move through the ocean than any of his other water-type Pokémon.

"You ready, Blastoise?" Cissy questioned her own Pokémon. They were all standing on the edge of the beach overlooking the ocean. Behind them stood the Gym they'd just competed in.

"Blast!" her Pokémon declared.

"Alright." Cissy turned towards her opponent. "Let's start the race."

"Right." Ash nodded, turning towards Lapras. "Get out there and do your best." Lapras cheered in response.

"Well, get on." Cissy offered.

"Huh?" Ash looked at Cissy, only to find that she was no longer standing next to him, but rather seated atop Blastoise's shoulders.

"The trainer stands on the Pokémon in wave ride," Cissy explained.

"What?" Ash looked between his Pokémon and the ocean, considering his next move.

"If you fail to get on your Pokémon it's considered a forfeit," Cissy added as Blastoise entered the ocean.

"I'm not forfeiting!" Ash strongly declared, stomping his way towards the ocean determinedly. "We can do this, Lapras."

"Well you better hurry up; the starting line is right over there!" Cissy arrogantly stated, standing confidently atop her Pokémon.

"This will be really easy, Lapras, she doesn't know what she's in for."


A long time ago…

Red waded thoughtfully from one end of his room to the other inside the Pokémon Centre, it was nearly midnight and he was wondering where to begin. He could return to the crime scene, but the last time he did that he witnessed the kidnapping; there was nothing there he could gain.

He could follow the direction the van went, but Celadon was huge, and they could have turned down any side street; he'd just be wandering aimlessly. He could hack into the city's CCTV network, but he wasn't that smart.

Red, alas, was in a bit of a bind. Maybe I should call Professor Oak, he may know what to do. Red smiled at his thought, realising if the local authority figures wouldn't listen to him, maybe his own authority figure would be willing to help. Without a second thought he left the room, heading for the Centre's video phones.

The line for the phones was non-existent at such a late hour, allowing Red quickly call his mentor. "Hello?" Professor Oak greeted, rubbing his eyes tiredly; he didn't usually receive calls at this time of night.

"Hello, Professor, it's Red." Red waved sheepishly. "Sorry for waking up at such a time but I need your help.

"Red?" Professor Oak yawned. "Red!" his eyes burst open. "But you're supposed to be in the middle of the wilds just off Route Seven."

"What are you talking about, Professor? I'm right here, in Celadon City." This was confusing; why did Professor Oak think he was near Route Seven.

"Did you lose your Pokédex?" Professor Oak questioned.

"No," Red replied, grabbing his back-pack. "It's right he-" His Pokédex wasn't in there. "It's missing! How'd you know I didn't have my Pokédex?"

"Well, you see…" Professor Oak trailed off, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "The Pokédex is a prototype device and I wanted to keep track of them, so I put a GPS device in all of them."

"You've been spying on me?" Red felt offended. He suddenly didn't feel like he had that much freedom.

"No, not like that!" Professor Oak pleaded, desperately trying to defend himself. "I wanted to know where the device was at all times in case it was lost or stolen."

"Stolen…" Red let the word sink in. He quickly piqued up again, his eyes wide. "Where did you say the Pokédex was again?"

"Just off Route Seven," Oak explained. "I can give you the co-ordinates if you'd like."

"That would be much appreciated." Red smiled; it wasn't much to go off, but perhaps the girl had stolen more than just his Badges.

Professor Oak quickly disappeared off screen before reappearing with a piece of paper. "Weird, Blue was in the same location earlier this week."

Red suddenly felt more confident. "Don't worry, I'll find the Pokédex."


Present Day.

"Woah!" Ash immediately regretted being overconfident as he struggled to remain upright on Lapras' hard shell. This is going to be harder than I first thought.

"You ready, Ash?" Cissy was waiting for him at the starting line, a smug smile on her face. "The race starts over here!"

Ash immediately knew he was in for a tough match; it was one thing to command a Pokémon from the side of the battlefield, where he could see almost everything, but another to be right beside your Pokémon during battle. "Over there, Lapras." He pointed towards the two large yellow buoys that signified the start.

"Right," Cissy started as Ash and Lapras arrived. "The race is simple; It will be a single lap around the buoy over there." She pointed towards the bowie floating further into the ocean. "The first one around it and back here, wins. However!" she quickly added. "If either of us fall off our Pokémon, we are immediately disqualified. Are you ready?"

"Yep!" Ash nodded, standing sideways on Lapras.

"Ok, Senta! You can fire the gun at any time!" Cissy said, directing her younger brother to initiate the race.

"Ready!" Senta called out before firing the starting pistol into the air. As the bang echoed into the air, Ash and Cissy took off aboard their Pokémon.

Neither faltered at the start as they began neck and neck. But Ash was struggling to keep his balance, limiting Lapras' speed. Cissy quickly gain an early lead, but as Ash regained his composure, he ordered his Pokémon to pick up and take the inside.

The manoeuvre was dangerous, cutting Cissy Off, and as they neared the buoy, they collided.

"Ahh!" Ash and Cissy gasped, trying to regain their footing. In the confusion, Cissy gained the lead as they passed the buoy.

"See you at the finish line, Ash!" Cissy yelled.

Placing his feet firmly on Lapras' back, Ash narrowed his eyes at his opponent. "You're faster than Blastoise, Lapras! I know you can do it!"

While Lapras would have been no match for Blastoise's speed on land, she was indeed faster than the Shellfish Pokémon over water. Quickly, Lapras caught up to her opponent, and Ash was about to order her to continue, when a sudden large wave appeared behind them.

Distracted by the wave, Ash failed to keep his composure as his Pokémon slowed down. He didn't know what to do, but it seemed his Pokémon did. Without even thinking, Lapras turned her head towards the flame, firing a beam of white ice that froze the incoming wave.

"That's an Ice Beam!" Ash gasped. But in the moment of distraction, Ash failed to see Cissy and Blastoise swim on ahead. Turning back towards the shore, Ash realised his mistake. Immediately he slouched down in defeat. "I can't get anything right." He groaned depressingly.

Lapras wailed, gaining Ash's attention. "Huh? What is it buddy?" He asked. Lapras, determined as ever, continued swimming towards shore. She wailed again, using her head to point towards herself and the shore, and then between herself and Ash. "Are you saying we can still win this? Ash questioned.

Lapras nodded, pointing between herself and him. "We can win this, if we work together?"

The sudden image of his father flooded into Ash's mind, the same phrase playing repeatedly; "We learned from our mistakes." But what mistakes was his father alluding to? A simple mistake of using an insubordinate Pokémon was an easy one to remedy, was there anything hidden in that brief phrase.

"We learned from our mistakes," Ash repeated to himself. "We…" His eyes widened as the realisation hit him. "We're a team, there's no 'You,' or 'I.' We're in this together, and if we lose, it's not one person's fault. We'll learn from our mistakes." Ash looked at Cissy as they drew further away. "Look." Ash leaned closer to Lapras' head. "With your abilities and my strategic mind, we can still win this. Are you with me?"

Lapras wailed affirmatively, nodding her head. "Alright. We can't catch up by swimming, but if we could eliminate the water, and made the ground frictionless we could." Lapras looked at him confused; what was the boy thinking? "Now! Aim an Ice Beam straight to the shore!"

Realising what Ash intended, Lapras fired an Ice Beam along the waters surface, creating a frictionless solid she could glide across. "Ok, Lapras, let's get on top of the ice!"

Lapras wailed affirmatively, lunging onto the ice. Using her four flippers, she effortlessly glided towards the finish line. But even with the added boost, Ash didn't know if they would make it. Sure, they were gaining, and quickly, but Cissy may have gained enough distance beforehand.

On the shore, Misty, Tracey and Senta watched as the race came down to the wire. They could tell it was going to be a photo finish, and they hoped it would be their friend, or sister, that would win.

Ash and Cissy drew level as they neared the finish line. Both were determined as the other to win, pushing their Pokémon to go faster. But, as the laws of nature went, you were faster on ice than in water, and eventually, Ash and Lapras gained the lead, passing the finish line just in front of Cissy.


A long time ago…

The landscape was arid, dry, and with very few trees. It seemed the further Red walked from Route Seven, the more desolate the wilderness became. Feeling parched from the sun beaming down on him, he was glad he filled his bag up with supplies the night before.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the map and compass he took to guide him. He knew he wasn't far from where his Pokédex was, but he still didn't know what he would find when he reached his destination. The middle of nowhere felt like an odd place to flee to once you'd kidnapped someone, and he feared that he wasn't about to find some secret hideout, but rather a freshly dug grave.

Pulling out a Poké Ball once he believed he was close enough to his destination, he summoned his Growlithe. "I'm sorry, but I don't have anything for you to use to track, but do you think you can find anyone out here buddy?"

"Growl!" The Pokémon sniffed the area around him, searching for any signs of human life in the area. Quickly, the Pokémon picked up on something, and pointed towards the direction she smelt something.

Following his Pokémon, Red quickly found a well-travelled path on the arid ground. "I guess it's better than nothing. Thank you, Growlithe." The loyal Pokémon disappeared in a flash of red light.

Red followed the tracks, but the sun was finally beginning to take hold. Reaching for his water bottle, he placed the tip on his parched lips and took the smallest sip he could muster. Not far now, he hoped.

Finally, as the sun started to dip beyond the horizon, a small, alien, structure appeared amongst the harsh gravel terrain. Red quickly spotted the white van next to the building, gauging the size of the building to the van. Based on its size, Red guessed that it had very few rooms. There were no windows and appeared to be only have a single entrance. The walls blended with its surround as it attempted to camouflage itself against the dirt around it. If Growlithe hadn't found the tracks, he probably would have walked right past the building without even noticing. Red sighed, coming to a stop a short distance from the place. He'd found where they'd taken the girl, but now he had to find a way to get inside… Without getting caught.


Present Day.

"That was great, Lapras!" Ash exclaimed as he dismounted his Pokémon after reaching the shore. "I knew you could do it!" He hugged his Pokémon tightly. "I knew we could do it!"

"Ash! Lapras!" Misty called as she, Tracey and Pikachu raced over. "You two were great! And using an Ice Beam to gain the upper hand, such a clever idea!"

"Yeah, well, we didn't together, didn't we Lapras?" He laughed. Lapras wailed in confirmation.

"It was pretty smart of you to use Lapras' Ice Beam to freeze the water," Cissy agreed as she approached. "It was a wonderful race. I can see why you made it so far in the Indigo League, and I bet you'll do pretty well in the Orange League too." She opened her palm, revealing a badge in her hands. "This is the Coral Eye Badge, of the Mikan Gym; proof that you won your match."

"Thank you," Ash accepted, taking the badge. "But it wasn't me alone. My Pokémon and I are in this together." He studied the badge, realising the badge looked like a pink clam shell, with a small blue gem stone in the middle.

"All of the Orange League Gyms will present you with a badge that looks like a shell," Cissy explained. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some important work to do." She nodded before departing with her brother.

"So, Ash what will we do now?" Misty asked.

"I think it's time I got back on the battling scene," Ash explained. "Tracey, when's the next Beginner's Rank Tournament?"

"There's a tournament on Mandarin Island North in a few weeks," Tracey. "You two may be able to raise your rank there?"

"Then to Mandarin Island North it is," Misty said. "But first, I think we should train our Pokémon."

"Agreed." Ash nodded.


A long time ago…

Red remained hidden behind one of the few bushes littered around the building, watching the only door he knew existed. So far no one had entered or emerged, and he was wondering if anyone was even in there. But the van was there, and he had to believe that the perpetrators were inside too.

Patience grew thin for the ten-year-old; he just wanted to act, but he knew acting rash would be suicide. His mother had taught him to be calm and collected under pressure; as would be expected of an Aura Guardian, but he still wanted to let his emotions take control. He wasn't an Aura Guardian yet, hell, he barely had any control over his powers; he couldn't even sense anything yet.

The debate raged on and on inside his head until he decided enough was enough. Rising from behind the bushes, he pulled out the Poké Ball of his strongest Pokémon and waltz towards the door. To his surprise the door was unlocked.

Opening it slowly, he peered inside. Oddly, the place felt homely. Inside was exactly like a normal house, with painted walls decorated with paintings and photos of a happy family. He continued inside, suddenly feeling like he was trespassing in a family home; that wouldn't go down well, especially with his recent run in with the law.

Swallowing nervously out of fear for his own future, he entered the kitchen. Something, suddenly, felt off. Compared to the front room, the kitchen seemed bare. Opening one of the draws slowly, where he thought he would find plates and bowls filled to the brim, he found nothing. He decided to investigate further, hoping to put his mind at ease in some way. He knew his badges were here, he knew his Pokédex was here, he knew she was here.

As he ventured down the main hallway, he unexpectedly heard voices further into the house. Following the voices, he came to a door at the end of the hallway. Opening it slowly, quietly, Red wandered into the empty room where he heard the voices coming from.

He knew he'd heard the voices, they weren't his imagination. Wandering around the rug in the centre of the room, he heard the voices directly beneath him. Confused, he grabbed the rug and pulled it aside.

Directly beneath the rug was a hidden door, and Red suddenly knew there was more to the building than just what he saw outside. Gripping the latch nervously, he slowly opened it, revealing a small wooden staircase.

Creeping slowly down the stair with a Poké Ball in hand, Red surveyed his surroundings. Only a few doors jutted out from the four walls around him. One end of the room had a slight hallway which led to locked door.

Right off that hallway was a door left slightly ajar with small amounts of light shining from it. Hearing voices come from the room, Red crept towards the door to eavesdrop on the conversation.

"The Evolutionary Project is on schedule," he heard a husky male voice say. "The genetic makeup of the Eevee has shown to be the most successful of all the test subjects. The egg heads believe they are close to creating a serum which will allow them to combine the genetic traits of all the Eevolutions into one and hope they will be able to transfer it onto other Pokémon."

"Good," Red heard a husky, yet feminine voice reply. "What about the control device, any updates on that?"

"As we know, the device works well for lower cognitive subjects, such as some type of Pokémon," the man explained. "With the most recent test, the control device worked as expected, but overloaded from the extensive pressure of controlling a higher level of cognitive thought.

"And what of the test subject?" the woman asked. "How did he fare?"

"Subject Eight-One-Three, commonly known as Blue Oak, showed considerable subordination when under the influence of the device, especially when confronted by a childhood friend of his identified as Red…" There was a long pause before the man continued. "No last name."

"Red, you say?" the woman's voice piqued as the young man himself peered inside. The light was coming from a large screen on one wall where a woman, who appeared to be in her early fifties, was projected towards the short haired man standing in front of the screen. "No other information?"

"None," the man replied. "Any information on the boy has been redacted. We believe he comes from Pallet Town only because he's mentioned in Master Oak's file."

"Interesting…" the woman pondered the new information, leaning back in the chair she was seated in. "I'll have to look into this."

"You don't want me-"

"No." the woman cut him off. "I want you to head to Saffron City. Silph Co. recently developed a microprocessor that may help with the overloading issue of the control device."

"Yes mam." The man nodded.

"And destroy the hideout," the woman quickly added. "Leave no traces of it behind."

"Understood." The man nodded again. "What would you like us to do with the girl? I believe she could be a good test subject."

"Dispose of her." The words were callous, and Red felt a shiver travel down his spine.

"Understood," the man repeated. "It will be done right away."

Red knew he had no time to waste, rushing quickly away from the door. But as he left, he heard the woman speak again. "Be quick, Giovanni, our client expects results soon."

"Understood, mother."

He raced towards the door at the end of the narrow hallway and opened it quickly. Inside he found the young girl who stole his stuff tied to a metal bench. "What are doing here?" the girl asked wearily.

"To rescue you," Red explained, loosening the ropes wrapped around her wrists. "And for my stuff you stole," he quickly admitted.

"Well, thank you." The girl smiled, sitting up quickly.

"Is this all your stuff?" Red asked, pointing towards the stuff littered next to her bag on the table near them.

"Yep, except for my Pokémon." The girl explained.

"Well, I guess we'll have to find them." Red smiled, helping the girl pack her things into the bag.

"We don't have to look far," the girl explained. "I watched them take them across the hall to a room on the other side of the building."

"Lead the way." Red gestured, quickly following the girl. "I'll cover us with my Pokémon until we get yours."

They made their way through the base a little louder than Red would have liked, but after quickly locating the girl's Pokémon, they found themselves at the stairs to the house above.

"Hey! You!" the girl climbed the stairs as Red turned to see the man he now knew as Giovanni reaching for the gun at his side.

"Move!" Red yelled, pushing the girl to climb faster. But her black dress was making it difficult, and Red narrowly dodged the first shots as they whizzed past head.

They made it to the top of the stairs, and Red told the girl to "run towards the exit," before closing the hatch behind them. He quickly summoned his Butterfree and ordered it to use its String Shot attack on the hatch.

With the hatch stuck, Red raced towards the front door, finding the girl waiting there for him. "The van's the only way we're getting out of here quick," Red explained. "But I don't know how to drive."

"Don't worry, I do," the girl replied. Red looked at her confused; she looked about the same age as himself.

"Growing up on the streets allows you to gain many traits," the girl explained.

"Great, let me guess, you know how to hotwire a car too?" Red didn't need a verbal answer as she just smiled.

"Come on!" the girl grabbed Red's hand, dragging him to the van. Luckily, the vehicle was unlocked, and they hopped into the front seats.

The girl ripped the bottom of the steering wheel off, revealing several wires. She began to start testing them when the door to the building slammed open. "Abra!" the girl quickly pulled a Poké Ball out of her bag. "Protect!"

Abra appeared inside the rear of the van, creating a clear barrier around it as the first shot rang out. With the bullet deflecting off the shield, Red turned towards the girl. "That won't hold them for long!"

"I know!" the girl replied, trying a different wire.

"Did you check the visor? Maybe they left the keys there?"

"Come on, that is so cliché!" the girl replied, leaning back in the chair exasperated. "No one is that dumb."

"Humour me."

"Fine!" The girl sighed, reaching for the visor. As she opened it, the keys fell into her lap. "You've got to be kidding me!" She looked incredulously at the keys.

"I guess they're that dumb." Red shrugged as the girl started the van. "Or, they thought no one would find them out in the middle of nowhere."

"Yeah, yeah," the girl dismissed as they sped away, the protective barrier never faulting as the moved out of range of their bullets.

"I'm Red," Red greeted once he believed they were safe.

The girl looked from the road to the boy and back. "Nice to meet you, Red, I'm Green."

"Interesting name," Red replied.

"So is Red," Green retaliated, looking the boy up and down. She sighed, returning her attention back towards the dirt road. "Look, for what's it's worth, I'm sorry I stole your stuff, but I'm glad I did, otherwise I think I might have ended up dead."

"It's alright." Red smiled. "I forgave you the second you were kidnapped."

"Your stuff still in the bag." Green gestured.

"Thanks," Red smiled, searching her bag for his things. He found his badges as well as the Pokédex. "Why'd they kidnap you?"

"You know that boy you fought in the street?"

"Yeah."

"Well, after you left, I found this device," Green explained. "That's what they wanted."

"Yeah, I overheard them mentioning it," Red acknowledged. "I think we should investigate it."

"Then where too?"

"Giovanni mentioned Saffron City, and something to do with Silph Co."

"Saffron City it is then," Green muttered, turning onto the highway that travelled alongside Route Seven.


What does the Collector have planned? How will Ash's first training session in a while go down? And what will happen in Saffron City? Find Out Next Time!

Again, sorry for being away for so long, I've had to increase my work load at both Uni and Work as I've been moved from Production to Estimation and Designer and now into my own personal office. With my increased work hours and Uni, I'm effectively working a 60-70 hour week and don't have as much time to write. Please be patient, I plan to complete everything I start, and hope to finish this Arc by the end of the year.

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Ash's Pokémon:

On Hand:

Pikachu (Electric) (Male)
Lapras (Water/Ice) (Female)

Ivysaur (Grass/Poison) (Male)
Charizard (Fire/Flying) (Male)
Wartortle (Water) (Male)
Rhydon (Ground/Rock) (Female)
Riolu (Fighting) (Male)
Dragonair (Dragon) (Female)
Ralts (Psychic/Fairy) (Male) (Shiny)
Grubbin (Bug) (Female) (Shiny)
Egg

At Oak's Ranch:

Pidgeotto (Normal/Flying) (Male)
Arcanine (Fire) (Male)
Nidorino (Poison) (Male) (Shiny)
Umbreon (Dark) (Male) (Shiny)
Raticate (Normal) (Female)
Butterfree (Bug/Flying) (Male)
Kingler (Water) (Female)
Absol (Dark) (Male)
Gengar (Ghost/Poison) (Male)
Primeape (Fighting) (Female)
Muk (Poison) (Male)
Tauros (Normal) (Male) (x23)
Sandslash (Ground) (Male)
Gyarados (Water/Flying) (Male)

Departed:

Mew

Misty's Pokémon:

On Hand:

Starmie (Water/Psychic)
Seel (Water) (Male)
Feebas (Water) (Female)
Vaporeon (Water) (Female)
Psyduck (Water) (Male)
Togepi (Fairy) (Male)
Egg

At Oak's Ranch:

Kabutops (Rock/Water) (Male) (Shiny)
Seaking (Water) (Female)
Staryu (Water/Psychic)
Tentacruel (Water/Poison) (Male)
Pelipper (Water/Flying) (Female)
Seadra (Water) (Female)

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Brock's Pokémon:

On Hand:

Geodude (Rock/Ground) (Female)
Onix (Rock/Ground) (Male)
Zubat (Poison/Flying) (Female)
Marowak (Ground) (Female) (Shiny)
Vulpix (Fire) (Female)
Kangaskhan (Normal) (Female)

At Oak's Ranch:

Gengar (Ghost/Poison) (Male)
Honchkrow (Dark/Flying) (Male)
Magnemite (Electric/Steel)
Tauros (Normal) (Male) (Shiny)
Doduo (Normal/Flying) (Female)
Exeggutor (Grass/Psychic) (Female)
Aerodactyl (Rock/Flying) (Male)