Hey everyone! Wow, how this site seems have gone down hill over the last couple of years. It seems a lot of the fandom have abandoned it because of it. I mean, now I mainly see three types of people. Firstly, there are the control freaks, those that want to bend every author to their way of writing no matter how good the story is or not. Actually, I bet a lot of those reviewers barely read past the first chapter of any story. I've had one review like it, but not a word since. Then, there are the 'Warners,' who I thought were doing a decent job trying to make people feel better about their story, after the control freaks reviews, at the start but have now fallen into the same trap and seem as nothing but nuisances now. Lastly, there are the trolls, and I bet you know who I mean, that are making stories-that actually go against the rules of the site-or reviewing with just a statement that their ship is better than the other. The worst was when I saw said person make a review that simply said "F-ing go kill yourself," that's all the review said. I reported that one, but nothing has been done about said reviewer.

Anyway, I apologise for the little rant, it's just a silent observation I've made of this site.

Here is the next chapter! Enjoy!


Chapter 11 – Unintended Consequences

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!" Charles Goodshow greeted, eyeing the many fans inside Indigo Stadium. "The Pokémon League, and I, Charles Goodshow, would like to welcome you to the final of the Tournament of Masters!"

The crowd screamed in excitement, many waving different items that represented the trainer they were cheering for. Charles waited until the crowd died down before continuing. "Before you stand the two trainers that have proven themselves, time and again, that they are the best amongst the best. They've fought bravely, tenaciously, and find themselves ready for one final battle.

"But alas, only one may have the right to challenge the Pokémon Master for his title! And today, these two will battle it out for that right!" He gestured towards one side of the field. "On the green side we have none other than Johto's Crown Prince, winner of this tournament eight years ago… SILVER!"

Silver entered the stadium, waving to the crowd dismissively as he approached the trainer's box. While there were some cheers, Silver knew he wouldn't be the popular trainer in this match. No matter, he didn't care what people thought of him.

"On the red side we have Kanto and Johto's very own Champion! And winner of the last Tournament of Masters! LANCE, THE DRAGON MASTER!"

Lance fluttered his cape, entering the stadium. He was far friendlier to the fans that Silver, smiling and waving with joy. It was clear who the fans were cheering for, with rise in noise. He entered his own trainer's box as the railing rose from above the ground, before both trainers were raised several feet above the battlefield.

Goodshow slinked away as the matches referee declared the rules for the match. "This is a full six-on-six battle, with both trainers able to make substitutions at any time!" The crowd went silent, listening to the instructions. While most already knew the rules, it was always prudent to know if anything had changed. "A Pokémon will only be declared unable to battle when its trainer deems so!"


"What does that mean?" Ash questioned, listening closely as the referee explained the rules.

They'd decided to rent a small cabin for the week, allowing Misty to train her Pokémon in a stable environment for the upcoming Water Tournament. Taking a break, they'd found themselves seated in front of the cabin's television to watch the match.

While Ash and Tracey were sharing the large lounge, Misty sat off to the side, slightly out of sight.

"It's because they're Master's," Tracey explained. "Tournaments for Master ranked trainers operate differently to the rest of the league. If you reach the rank of Master, it is determined that you should know everything about your Pokémon. You should know their strengths, their weaknesses, and how much they can take in battle.

"Only you can determine if your Pokémon is unable to continue. Only you know if your Pokémon can continue."

"Isn't that dangerous?" Misty questioned. "I mean, a Pokémon could die if they're pushed too far."

"It has happened before," Tracey clarified, earning a shocked look from both Ash and Misty. "It's not always the trainer's fault, but some Pokémon have been so determined to win for them that they have died during a battle because they wouldn't accept being returned. Only once a Pokémon is returned to its Poké Ball can it be forfeited by the trainer."

"Now remember!" the referee continued, drawing the attention of the three occupants of the cabin. "The Pokémon you've chosen for this battle will be the one's you'll have to use if you face the Pokémon Master!"

"So, the winner will have to use the same Pokémon they use here against my dad?" Ash wasn't really asking the question; he was trying to clarify the scenario in his own mind.

"Yep!" Tracey confirmed. "The Pokémon Master can only defend their title with the same Pokémon they claimed their title with. Only in extreme circumstances can a different Pokémon be used, such as; one of the Pokémon dying, or is too weak to battle. To make sure that the challenger doesn't just choose Pokémon that have a type advantage, they have to use the same Pokémon they used in the final match of the tournament. Sure, you could use Pokémon that have a type advantage against the Pokémon Master's Pokémon in this match, but you run the risk of being disadvantaged against your opponent who may anticipate your strategy."

Both Ash and Misty still looked confused, so he decided to explain it a different way. "Would you run the risk of not facing the Pokémon Master to have a type advantage if you managed to face them? Or would you rather make sure you face the Pokémon Master and worry about that battle later?"

Suddenly, the phone rang, drawing the attention of the three trainers away from the battle. Misty, the first to react, stood up without a word and walked towards the cabin's lone phone. She had no idea who would be calling; she hadn't given anyone the number.

She didn't recognise the number but decided to answer the phone anyway. "Hello?" she questioned. She waited for a reply when she heard a familiar voice on the other end. "Oh! Hey, Brock! How's your internship going?"

This drew Ash's attention further, intrigued to find out how his friend was doing. But he could only hear one side of the conversation, making him rely on Misty's reactions to determine how his friend was.

"That's great!" Misty continued, intently listening to her friend's story. "Oh! Okay, I'll get him for you." She left the phone briefly, approaching Ash and Tracey. "Hey, Tracey, Brock wants to speak with you." She looked at him questioningly.

"I'll explain later," Tracey responded, answering her unasked question as he rose to his feet. "Thank you." He approached the phone, answering it quietly. "Hello, Brock, this is Tracey."

"Hi Tracey," Brock continued on the other end. "You called earlier? Said you had something important to discuss?"

"Yes," Tracey confirmed, his voice barely above a whisper so the others wouldn't hear. "I needed to talk to you about Ash and Misty. They're fighting."

"Oh, that!" Brock chuckled. "Don't worry about that, it's normal!"

"No-no-no, I'm not talking about their daily yelling match," Tracey explained. "Although, I don't think that is normal. I mean that they're fighting, they're not talking to each other."

"Ooh." Brock replied, realising the gravity of the situation. But Brock's next words completely threw Tracey off. "What did Ash do?"

"How did you know it was Ash?"

"If it's one thing I know, it's how those two act," Brock explained. "If Misty was responsible, she would fret and be all nervous; she would try and fix things. But Ash, he doesn't see what he did because Misty hides it well. Generally, if they're not talking, it's Ash's fault. So, I'll ask again, what did Ash do?"

"That's the issue, I have no idea, it happened while I was gone, and I don't know how to fix it. Could it just blow over?"

"Unlikely," Brock replied. "Misty is as stubborn as they come. If she feel's hurt, it will take a monumental apology to fix things."

"But how can I fix it?"

"You can't, it's up to Ash to apologise. The only thing you can do is try and make Ash see what he's done wrong."

"I can't do that if I can't figure out what he's done wrong!" Tracey explained.

"Well, I would suggest you try, and fast," Brock warned. "The last time their fighting was this bad, Misty ran away, and Ash ended up in a coma."

"A Coma!" Tracey unintentionally exclaimed, drawing the attention of the two trainers in question.

"I don't think it will be that bad this time," Brock reassured, musing over the situation. "You know what, send Ash over. I'll see what I can do."

"Sure." Tracey nodded, turning towards the television. "Hey, Ash, Brock would like to talk to you!"

"Coming!" Ash replied, rising to his feet. He took one last glance at the battle between Lance and Silver before taking the phone from Tracey. "Hey, Brock, what's up?"


"Rhyperior, Return!" The hulking brown-grey rock-type Pokémon laid motionless on the ground as the red light from Silver's Poké Ball encompassed the Pokémon. "Rhyperior is unable to battle!" Silver declared.

"Would you look at that folks!" the announcer blared through the speakers. "While it appeared that Silver had the upper hand, defeating Lance's Kingdra with relative ease, Lance's Gyarados evened the score and then went one step further by absolutely destroying Silver's Rhyperior!"

"Lance! Lance! Lance!" the crowd chanted.

Silver growled, his annoyance growing. Suddenly, his face became a complete mask. Sighing, he smiled at Lance. "Well done." He applauded. "But it'll take more than your overgrown shrimp to defeat my next Pokémon! Ursaring! Smack Down!"

Ursaring materialised onto the battlefield, its clawed hands already mere centre metres apart. Orange energy formed between its hands, growing quickly before Lance or Gyarados could react. Ursaring suddenly charged, placing the orange ball of energy in one hand. When it drew close, it threw the ball straight at Gyarados.

The ball of energy exploded on impact. The explosion was so powerful that it smacked Gyarados back onto the ground, hard.

"Now, Ursaring, Earthquake!" Ursaring, who was relatively close to Gyarados, smashed its paw into the ground, sending a shockwave straight towards Gyarados that it could not escape. The violent shaking knocked Gyarados around, who was trying to lift itself off the ground.

But it was too much for the Atrocious Pokémon, knocking it out. "Return!" Lance sighed, placing the Poké Ball back on his belt. "You've trained Ursaring well, I wouldn't expect anything less. Gyarados is unable to battle! Go Hydreigon! Dragon Rush!"

Hydreigon exploded out of its Poké Ball, racing towards Ursaring in a furore, blue energy forming around its body.

Silver was quick to act, knowing that his Pokémon was caught on the other side of the battlefield. "Quick, Protect!"

Hydreigon's three heads glowed with the energy of a single dragon as it collided with Ursaring. Smock covered the battlefield, and neither trainer knew if their Pokémon had succeeded or failed.

But as the smoke cleared, Ursaring was still standing; a glowing ball of energy surrounding Hibernator Pokémon. Hydreigon, who's attack had been ineffective, circled Ursaring, its three heads snarling angrily.

Both trainers studied the field, trying to come up with a plan that would give them the advantage. They both new that Pokémon battling wasn't just about how strong your Pokémon was, but how well you knew that Pokémon and how they could connect to the other Pokémon in their team.

"Ursaring, Return!" Silver called back his Pokémon before summoning another. "Weavile, Hail!"

Upon its release, Weavile's body shone with a light-blue hue. Thick clouds formed above the battlefield. Around the stadium, the temperature felt like it had dropped several degrees in a matter of seconds.

The clouds condensed, suddenly releasing a barrage of icy hail stones powered by strong winds. The hail stones rained down on the battlefield, hitting both Weavile and Hydreigon.

Lance, however, didn't look the least bit worried. Smiling, but unable to see his opponent due to the darkness caused by the clouds, Lance called out to Silver. "Nice try! Hydreigon, Sunny Day!"

Hydreigon's central head opened it mouth, releasing a white beam of light straight into the sky that extinguished the clouds. But as the light returned to the battlefield, Lance realised his mistake.

Suddenly, Hydreigon's head was smashed into by Ursaring's fist. What followed was a barrage of quickly close attacks that left the three-headed Pokémon off guard.

"Now, Ursaring, Hammer Toss!"

The crowd murmured, having never heard of such an attack, But Ursaring knew exactly what to do. Its right arm began to glow before it smashed it into Hydreigon's central head. The force of the attack sent Hydreigon flying high into the air, but that wasn't it of Ursaring. Quickly jumping into the air, Ursaring followed Hydreigon, who was too stunned to counter. Ursaring grabbed hold of Hydreigon's central head, before rotating its body and throwing the dragon-type back towards the ground.

With a thud, Hydreigon's body formed a small crater in the battlefield. Dust formed around the hole as Ursaring landed back on its feet on Silver's side of the field.

"Miraculous, Folks!" the announcer shrieked. "Silver used Weavile's Hail attack to distract Lance; allowing him to re-summon Ursaring closer to Hydreigon. Unabated, Ursaring unleashed a flurry of fighting-type moves that stunned the Pokémon. And then! To top it all off, Ursaring finished its attack with a combination of Hammer Arm and Seismic Toss! IT may have truly turned the tide of this match! But wait! What's this? Hydreigon is getting back up!"

Lance was about to recall his Pokémon, believing it was unconscious when it suddenly flew back into the sky. "You still think you can go, Hydreigon?" Lances question was answered when Hydreigon suddenly unleashed a ball of energy from its central head straight at Ursaring.

Ursaring dodged it easily. Silver smiled; his Pokémon had gotten under the skin of Hydreigon.

Lance knew it too, meaning he couldn't order his Pokémon to make any strategic moves. This was about Hydreigon's pride, and the only way to abate the fire inside the Pokémon would be a full-on assault. "Hydreigon, Outrage!"

Three pairs of eyes suddenly glowed red, Hydreigon's whole body surrounded by the same hue, as it flew towards Ursaring at a ferocious pace. Using its entire body, Hydreigon bit, clawed, and repeatedly smashed into Ursaring, who was having difficult time deflecting the attacks.

After a few minutes, Silver grew tired of watching his Pokémon on a defensive. "Ursaring, Brick Break! Throw that thing back to Lance!"

As Hydreigon continued to attack from every direction, Ursaring lowered its right arm. Absorbing some of the attacks, Ursaring focused its energy on charging up the attack. Suddenly, as Hydreigon brought its central head down, Ursaring threw its clawed fist up.

The attack collided with Hydreigon's central neck. There was an all thundering crack as Hydreigon was thrown across the battlefield. It landed, sliding to a halt in front of Lance.

The crowd went silent. No cheers, no murmurs, just stunned silence as Hydreigon struggled on ground. It tried to move but couldn't; its neck was broken. While two heads moved around slowly, the central head was bent at right angles to the rest of its body.

Silently, shaking, Lance recalled his Pokémon. Forfeiting it, he placed the Poké Ball into a small tube that quickly sucked it away. He looked down, where the Poké Ball had once been before murmuring to himself.

Turning towards Silver, he grabbed his next Poké Ball.


"I don't remember the battlefield having that sort of contraption when Ash was battling on it," Misty noted, watching sadly as the Poké Ball vanished.

"There in place in case one of the Pokémon is severely injured," Tracey explained. "The tube has a direct line to the nearest Pokémon Centre. It allows their Pokémon to receive immediate help."

"That makes sense," Misty agreed. "I feel sorry for Hydreigon, it may never be able to battle again. Silver should be more careful."

"That's how a lot of these matches are," Tracey explained. "Remember, It's not Silver's fault. Lance had a chance to forfeit his Pokémon when he knew it was out of control. Instead, he believed it could continue to battle. He made a choice, and now he has to live with the unintended consequences."

"Hey, Misty?" Ash called, interrupting their conversation.

"Yeah?" Misty begrudgingly questioned.

"Brock would like to talk to you."


A long time ago…

Mark dragged Miya through the building, holding the gun close to prevent Giovanni from attempting to rescue her. Whether Giovanni was following them, he didn't know, but he wasn't taking any chances.

He backed around corners slowly, making sure he wouldn't be caught off guard, as Miya struggled in his arms. "Stop struggling!" he growled, placing the barrel of the gun against her head. "This will be over soon. If you're quiet, I might even let you live!"

She stopped struggling, her body going limp except for her legs. She'd been apart of hostage situations before, just never on the receiving end. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing, if you keep your mouth shut," he warned. "You're just my insurance policy, now keep moving!" He dragged her down the hallway before coming to a large open metallic door. "This door should be closed!" he barked.

Miya recognised the room straight away as the sever room where all of Silph Co.'s prototypes, experiments, and information was housed. She remembered reading the blueprints for the site, with the room one of the few rooms they had no scope for. If she remembered correctly, and she had a pretty sharp memory, Giovanni had commissioned one of the tech heads to break into the room and steal as much data as possible.

But if the door's open, that would mean… Her eyes widened in realisation. They turned a corner and found the Rocket grunt in front of the main computer terminal. "Run!" She tried to warn him as two shots rang around the room. The grunt fell limp, collapsing over the terminal, blood running down his back where he'd been shot.

Approaching, Mark threw Miya to the ground before removing the body from the terminal. "Move, and you join your friend," he warned. He pulled out his cell phone, dialling as he accessed the company files. "Michelle, Silph Co. is under attack. I'm transferring all files to the backup site, I need you to secure the network afterwards. Also, send a helicopter to pick me up!" He hung up, placing the phone back in his pocket.

Minutes passed as he transferred all the files to the back up site, his gun constantly pointed towards the Miya. "There." He sighed, pressing the final button. With all the files transferred, he turned towards Miya. "Now, come on," he growled, grabbing her by the arm. "We're heading for the roof."


Red looked down guiltily. He'd killed a Pokémon, albeit by accident, and couldn't help but scold himself, but what made him feel guilty was what he was about to do. Hoisting Green further over his shoulder to help support her more, he used his free hand to tug on Blue's shirt. "I'm sorry, Blue, but we have to go."

"Go… Go! You're Sorry!" Blue's outburst was expected, but what he hadn't expected was the punch Blue threw in a fit of rage.

The fist collected Red on the chin, knocking him back. He lost his footing, reflexively letting go of Green in the process. They both fell, hitting the tiled floor hard. Red-who had managed to protect himself during the fall-landed in a better position than Green, who fell like a lifeless doll.

"Everything! Everything bad that's happened to me is because of you!" Blue continued his tirade. "You put me in hospital, and then you go and kill my Pokémon!"

Red recovered, looking quickly from Blue to Green. "Green!" he worriedly exclaimed, realising she was unconscious.

Blue's seething rage immediately disappeared, his face draining in colour when he noticed the Green's state. "Is she alright?" he asked, concerned; he hadn't realised she was injured during the whole situation.

"NO!" Red exclaimed, examining her head. "She'd been injured in the explosion that just occurred. I was attempting to get her out when we were attacked."

"That wound doesn't look good," Blue surveyed. "She's lost a lot of blood." Her head was completely caked in her own blood, with droplet raining down from her hair onto her back. "If we don't do something soon, she might die."

"THEN HELP ME!" Red screamed in desperation. "If we get her outside, we might be able to a hospital!"

"Okay," Blue agreed. They both grabbed either side of Green and lifted her up. They began carrying her down the corridor, before Blue quickly turned around to return his lifeless Pokémon to its Poké Ball.

Blue led the way, guiding them towards a garage he'd found while they were split up. Arriving, Blue helped Red load Green into one of the parked cars. Red hopped into the driver's seat as Blue opened the garage door.

With the key in the ignition, Red started car. Blue hopped in and pointed towards the exit. "The hospital isn't far from here."

"I know." Red agreed. "But I've never driven a car before." He put his foot down on the accelerator, hoping he wouldn't crash.


The wind blew through Mark's suit as he approached the helipad at the top of the building, dragging Miya with him. The helicopter he'd ordered had just landed on the roof, with security piling out of the aircraft.

They surrounded Mark quickly, shoving Miya away as they escorted him towards the helicopter. One guard turned back towards Miya when Mark spoke up. "Leave her! She's dead weight anyway!" The guards piled back into the helicopter, the aircraft taking off moments later.

Stunned, Miya crawled backwards, still facing the helicopter as it rose into the air, her hair blowing in every direction from the wind caused by the blades. The helicopter tilted forward and shot forth, the thumping of the blades decreasing as the aircraft flew further away.

Miya didn't move until the sound of the helicopter was nothing more than a whimper. She stood up, looking out over the city. Silence rang for several seconds before another eerie sound began to ring in her ear; sirens.

They sounded far away, but with how high she was, she was sure they were closer than she thought. Quickly, she regained her composure and raced down the stairs to the helipad, re-entering the building; she had to find out what'd happened in the lab.


It was chaos, the place had been completely destroyed, and the grunts she'd left in charge had been killed by the explosion that had destroyed the lab. To her luck, she'd found Giovanni there with what was left of their assault team.

"Your safe," he muttered carelessly, searching through debris.

Miya flinched at his tone of voice; he was clearly not happy. "Yes. He let me go once he was safe."

"I wonder why that would be," he added.

"Are accusing me of something?" Miya confronted, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, I am!" Giovanni argued back. "But right now, I don't care! We've managed to find 4 Badges, help us find the rest of them and we'll get out of here."

Miya shut her mouth, deciding it was better to search for the badges and get out of there than argue about who she was loyal to.


The emergency room grew more and more crowded as people were ferried in from Silph Co. Red sat patiently as he waited to hear about the condition of his friend. He's been there for hours but was yet to receive any word.

Blue had already left, having been asked to fill out a report about how his Pokémon had died. Luckily, Blue had mentioned Team Rocket as the reason his Pokémon died, and not Red. The last thing he needed right now was an investigation hanging over his head.

He put his hand in his pocket, pulling out the stone shaped like the Cascade Badge, studying it. Everything that'd happened had been caused by this badge, and he could still feel its power flowing through him.

He didn't know where it came from, but he remembered feeling the same power from the boulder in Mount Moon, albeit to a far lesser extent. Sighing, he placed the badge back in his pocket; he could worry about it later, right now his focus would be on his friend.

The doctor entered, holding a clip board as he approached the you boy. "Master Red, is it?"

"Yes, sir." Red nodded.

The doctor studied the boy, trying to gauge the best way to explain the situation to the boy. "There's no easy way to explain this. Your friend, Green, we had to put her into an induced coma. She lost a lot of blood and had severe swelling on the brain due to the trauma…" The doctor took a moment before continuing. "At this point in time, we have no idea if she'll wake up. I've attempted to locate her parents; do you have any idea who they are?"

"Unfortunately, I don't," Red answered, his eyes tearing up. In the space of only a few hours he'd accidently killed a Pokémon, and quite possibly lost a friend. He'd had no idea of the consequences their actions would have at the beginning of the day.


Who will win the Tournament of Masters? Can Tracey find a way to help his friends? Will Green Recover? Find Out Next Time!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next one will be up in two weeks.

Review Reply:

Review (Guest): Have ash and Misty tell each other their feelings for each other the sooner they do it the better it is for them and will take some of that extra weight and pressure from worrying that they might not feel the same way or having another boy or girl taking them away from each other and ash should be the one to ask misty out on a date they should start opening up t and be more honest to each other as for ash he needs to start being Less dense be more mature and notice not just his own feelings for misty but her feelings towards him and return her feelings instead of just waiting it out and see what happens and please update this story.

Reply: Wow, this is a long carryon sentence. A lot of what your asking for is a long way off. They have to grow to be more mature, they're still only ten. I promise you'll see some moments in this arc, but not to the level your asking, that'll come much later. Besides, without conflict the story would be bland. Even if they did get together, you should imagine that I would set up a breakup/makeup story arc in there somewhere. Otherwise, where is the fun?

Review (Pokémon Fan): Basically, the same as above.

Reply: Same as above.

Review (Miss Geek): Was the scene with Giovanni and Misty's dad a flashback? Seemed like it. Other than that, love this chapter it was too funny and Yeah you're right Danny really was being polite misty being all over him didn't make sense to me but can't wait to see what it would be like with Rudy I'd laugh if u get ash to have a conversation with his dad about his feelings towards it.

Reply: Thanks for the Support! Yes, the scene involving Giovanni and Mark took place in the past, and I hope this chapter cleared that up for you. I know how difficult it can be to understand the story structure. If anyone is having difficulty, I would suggest they read Steven King's 'IT.' That book has current and past stories happening simultaneously. It really helps to learn how to read a story like that. That conversation Ash will have with Red will happen off screen. I am not going anywhere near the idea of writing a "Birds and the Bees" scenario.

Review Reply End.

Again, hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. The next one will focus on the ending of the climatic battle. The chapter afterwards will focus on the lead up to the second movie.

Any questions, Pokémon suggestions, ideas for the story, or OC's you have that you would like to see in the story, just PM me or send it in a review! All are welcome!

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:

Pidgeot (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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