Well so far, no one's despising this one, so it's looking' good. AND FOR THOSE OF YOU WHICH ACTUALLY ENJOYED THE 1ST STORY, as soon as I get inspired, I will start that back up. But for now, we can keep it going with this one!
Kicker Forest
I was doing my regular sweep of the forest , checking for camps and bandits and whatnot when I saw a flock of Murkrow , however one fell out of order and plummeted down. I tried to catch it but was too late, and heard a crash as the bird landed somewhere deep within the brush. After about an hour of searching I was just about to give up, when I heard a gunshot, and I felt a rush of pain in my shoulder, and heard 3 armed men, in hunter's garb saying " KILL EM'"
As a part of the graduating test for Ranger's, we had to run an obstacle course while wearing a suit, that when activated causes your nerves to experience pain similar to that of being shot. We'll let me be the 1st to tell you that suit is nothing in comparison to the real thing, it was all pain, as I tried to run away, I quickly threw out Charlie's Pokeball, and activated the PMP, to make sure no one threw out any other Pokémon. "Charlie, cover me" I managed while limping back to the cabin I had for situations like this. Charlie nodded and used a smog on the hunter's. it's close I told myself, and I swear as soon as it was in my field of vision, I felt my shoulder flare up again, I steeled myself and ran, knowing I could pass out if I kept walking, I threw everything I had into this all out dash, and when I managed to get into the cabin I barely was able to reach the small 1st aid kit I had before passing out cold.
When I came to, I could tell someone had bandaged my shoulder, and looked closer and saw a robed figure off in the distance, a Ranger's cloak. After a quick second of playing unconscious, checking to see that my Gauntlet was still in place They could tell I woke up and gestured for me to sit up . I complied, trying to withhold the pain. The Ranger then pulled down their cloak " please tell me why you have a bullet with the same type of poison used in toxic spike attacks in your shoulder, since if you could please explain, I might be able to stop you from dying."
I briefly retold him the story while he made us some sort of soup, while he was nodding politely and asking occasional question, as we were both Ranger's. I could tell he was from Kanto , due to his accent and his mannerisms ( general more abrupt and to the point, less conversa) which is odd because the only Kantonian Ranger is the Corps leader, Professor Douglas " ahh excuse me" I started , he looked at me " yes yes go on" I asked politely " what's your name , I can tell from the accent your Kantonian, but the only Ranger form Kanto is Douglas" He gave himself a short laugh and simply stated " what , every man loves hunting season."
So for the few of you who didn't understand that, I was being repaired and healed in the company of THE LEADER OF THE MOST RESPECTABLE OFFICE IN ALL OF OTAKEN, THIS IS THE MAN WHO BOXED A HITMONCHAN TO A STANDSTILL!, he must be so disappointed that one of his own team fell so wearily I asked politely " are you Douglas?" he nodded and I swear I immediately felt stronger, as if I was so eager to impress I magically healed. He looked and scoffed "great to see your up and Adam, now let us go catch some hunters" I came to a quick realization of a way to sort of redeem myself I said " if it's all the same to you sir. I would rather hunt these criminals down myself, although having you as an advisor would be helpful, this is my district after all."
He looked at me for a moment and finally said "fine fine, but don't come crying to me when you're dead in the middle of the woods for the Murkrow to pick at." I remembered the Murkrow form before must have been shot down by those, though it is off season and Murkrow are endangered. I thought and had an idea, opening up the Gauntlet's "pokedex" I looked closely at Murkrow's entry and went in deeper, while a normal pokedex gives only a brief description, as well as its current move set and types. A RangerDex shows up any information we need at the time. I was observing Murkrow's molting patterns when Douglas spotted my brow of concentration and asked "what are you up to over there?" I looked up for a second to explain my plan.
"When our teacher's wanted us to learn about Pokémon in-depth in the field. So during my research I found out that Murkrow in this region molt much more often than other birds in Otaken due to the number of Fairy Types in the area. The energy emitted from Fairy Type attacks gets into the Murkrow's feathers, and they have to molt in order to remove the Fairy energy before it hinders the Murkrow's body. Murkrow also molt while they are unconscious or in great pain to ensure more speed when fleeing a battle" I stopped my science bashing to look back at Douglas who was from the looks of it, impressed " so my plan of thinking was, to try and trace the hunter's , who were most likely hunting the Murkrow out of season for it Dark type energy's , which are very valuable in this district for training purposes, or for its meat, which I've heard is a very high ticket item for the upper class . If we can find where the Murkrow's feather's start, we can probably hunt it down. After all, these hunters aren't very stealthy." Douglas was brewing some coffee, handed me a cup, and mused on the thought "well then, are you sure that you can take on 3 hunters who undouble have fully evolved Pokémon, on all by yourself" I smiled grimly and said" I won't need to"
About a day after, I was on the trail for the Murkrow feathers, Douglas waited back at the cabin in case I needed backup. Let's go I thought to myself, at my belt were both of my pokeballs. I felt as if I were stronger, egged on by the knowledge of impressing my commander. I found the trail of Murkrow feathers and followed suit, already setting up my PMP to its more precise radius function. I was following the feathers for about 30 minutes when they stopped completely. I looked around and saw smoke from what looked like a campfire. I slowly stalked my way to see the hunters from before, cooking something on a spick. One of them asked "it's been enough time, right?" the other nodded and said "yep, 30, anymore and you'll ruin the poor Murkrow's wings even more than you already have." I stepped back a little and realized I had failed. My mission was to free that Murkrow and apprehend some criminals, however, I was too late. I was mad, mad a the hunters for doing such a thing, killing off a creature who's population was the smallest in the region. I was mad at Douglas for letting me go off on my own without stepping in, and mostly I was mad at myself for being lazy and resting instead of ensuring that the hunters were stopped. I was going to take these idiots down if it killed me, quiet I threw out Tug's Pokeball and told him to use discharge on the hunters. Next thing I know I hear the sounds of someone being taped and ran over to cuff them, telling Tug to discharge again if he saw anyone get up. The whole procedure took about 10 minutes, I then messaged Douglas and told him I had caught them, and messaged Officer Jenny to bring a car to send these punks to prison. Satisfied that I had at the very least avenged the Murkrow, I made a make-shift grave for the poor Pokémon , simply saying " Wisteria 2"
When I returned to the cabin , Douglas was gone , all that was left was a Pokémon Egg with a small note below it "you done good kid, ya done good ."
Houndour (Charlie): bite, ember, smog, leer
bliztle (Tug): discharge, tackle,
Egg