"Just jump over the damned hurdles life keeps throwing at you, or break your legs trying."
Adam Carter, 35th and current Unova Champion (30th of April, 2530)

Chapter 20

Fearless

Unknown point of view

I cursed, my voice ringing through the spacious hotel room as I slammed my fist into the frail wooden table.

"Shit," I spat as my eyes took in the drama unfolding a mere five floors below.

I cursed my attire, not suited at all for a potential terrorist attack and way too flashy. Curse you, Hawaiian-print shorts, sunglasses and army shirts, I thought angrily, curse you fate, for making me look like a tourist on a holiday. Which I am, mind you.

I grabbed one of the pristine white towels from the counter as I wrapped my arm in it before making my way over to the huge glass window separating me from the rest of the city.

"Here we go," I growled as I thrust my arm forward, breaking the glass as they fell to the white carpet below in an avalanche of tiny glass shards.

I kicked away some of the bigger shards still attached to the bottom with my sneakers, glad not to have chosen sandals today, and then grabbed the minimized pokéballs hanging from my belt.

"Iris," I called as I threw one of the pokéballs in the air. The red beam of light shot towards the ground as my Lilligant appeared.

"Sunny day, followed up by a Solar Beam aimed at that guy over there," I pointed towards the showdown between the Sinnoh champion and the unknown terrorist.

Iris nodded mutely, a soft glow going over her body as the sun's intensity suddenly seemed to multiply a tenfold over its usual strength, making me feel like sitting at the Sunnyshore beaches.

"Alexander," I said grimly, my Rapidash appearing from his pokéball in a burst of flames as he raised his head towards the scene on the rooftop, "I want that bastard gone."

Alexander nodded knowingly, the flames on his body suddenly burning with unearthly intensity as wisps of flames came from his nostrils before he jumped through the now broken window towards the flat rooftops of the building next to us. He then glowed red for a second as a pillar of flames erupted from his mouth, aimed directly at the man who just barely managed to evade it by being teleported away.

I spat out some more curses as I watched the man continue his ridiculous speech, his voice smooth and slippery like an Arbok but his words vile.

"Iris," I said as I grabbed my third pokéball tightly, "Are you done yet?"

Iris touched my hand briefly, signalling she was ready.

"Good, let's off that bastard. Ace!"

In another flash of red my Braviary appeared in front of me, releasing a loud cry promising pain and destruction as he flapped his powerful wings slowly.

I climbed on his back before placing Iris in front of me as the flower on her head glowed too bright for my eyes to properly look at it without my sunglasses.

"Go!" I shouted.

"Solarbeam," I said coldly as I watched the man continue his speech.

I closed my eyes against the burning sensation of pure sunlight shooting from Iris' head as it shot towards the terrorist, enveloping him whole.

Ace then flew over him, hovering next to Cynthia as I faced the rioting people on the streets below. I looked at them, trying to see just who were the enemies lest I kill innocent civilians. It happened once and was an experience I'd rather not relive.

"Alexander, the ones with the masks!" I yelled the moment I saw someone shooting, and thankfully missing, a kid.

At the same time I saw Alexander basically steaming as his mane suddenly flared up even more and I grinned. The bastard would get his due. In a burst of flames Alexander jumped towards the streets as screams rose together with the blindingly bright flames as Alexander started his manhunt. Well-aimed flamethrowers and kicks taking care of the idiots below.

"Cynthia," I finally said, turning my attention to the wide-eyed champion and her Garchomp flying in front of me, "Fancy seeing you here."

"Adam Carter," she said in a shaky voice, her face rapidly losing colour.

"The one and only," I responded grimly as I ran a hand through my messy hair, "Now explain this mess so I can clean up after your sorry Sinnoh-asses."

Cynthia snorted as just before her eyes shot back to where the charred and possibly mutilated remains of the terrorist should have been. Instead, there was nothing. Only scorch-marks on the tiles but no unrecognisable corpse. I frowned, looking around only to see the man standing on another rooftop.

"Adam Carter! Unova's hero, weren't you from the last generation of losers, what did they call you lot again, the Failers?" the man sneered as he made a mock-bow.

"Yep. Never said I wasn't," I yelled back, "Don't you remember why they made me the champion, eh?"

The man opened his mouth before closing it again. Eat that, loser, I mentally spat as I considered giving him the finger. Nah, would probably get me in more trouble with my agent.

A twisted grin made its way on my face as I watched the man in front of me and the deadly silence around us. People were watching us, probably whispering to each other that two champions were teamed up to capture (or kill, which definitely sounded better to me) the evil badguy. They probably forgot all about why I was Unova's reigning champion, or about some insignificant things from my past, or-

BANG

I considered dropping to the ground but decided against as I remembered I was in the air when a silvery shield flashed to life in front of me, pale tendrils curling around a bullet as it impacted upon it only to freeze to a standstill.

"Thanks, Iris," I said, giving my Lilligant a pat on her shoulder while my eyes narrowed even more as my hand crept slowly towards the fourth and final pokéball on my belt.

"I don't really like being shot at," I said slowly, drawing out each syllable as I twirled the pokéball around in my free hand, "Nor do my pokémon. But I have a problem you see, I'd love to crush you .. but my agent will throw a fit. Bad publicity and stuff if I end up killing some foreigner while on a holiday, unless you're from Unova 'cause then it's fair game. Now, I'm gonna give you five whole seconds to get your sorry ass away from here or I'll swear to God the forensic pathologists will have to scrape your guts from the street!"

The man stared at me with a sneer as he started to talk, "Now hear you-"

"One."

"-actually think you're going to be capable of-"

"Two."

"-No one can hope to-"

"Five," I said calmly as I threw the pokéball towards the man.

"You said you'd count to five!" the man yelled as he grabbed a pokéball of his own from somewhere.

"Never said I could count properly."

And then, as the red light slowly died away a massive figure raised its head and let loose a bloodcurdling roar as its eyes found its prey.

"Game over."

Disclaimer: Pokémon still isn't mine, but I do own a dog.

Sorry for the incredibly long wait, nothing else to say about that really. Just that I'm incredibly sorry. I had this chapter partially written but scrapped it completely as I had no inspiration, then Adam came and I felt like I had a proper person's perspective to write from. Also, rather short because I wanted to end it with "Game over." because I like the way it sounds.

Also, you might notice I changed my writing style and I will probably edit some chapters in my free time. Not the content, merely the way they're written. I hope this way is cleared/better.

Clearing up:

1. Where is Jacob? Jacob is unconscious, so not capable of really doing much so meet Adam. He actually has a whole background I'm currently writing and his hawaiian-flower-print-shorts are the only reason you got this chapter. I thought of them during my French class and suddenly BOOM a chapter.
2. Is Adam just a little bit crazy? Yes. Completely. Also, he's complex.
3. Is Adam a Gary Stu? Won't say he is, he is aggresive though and like I said, complex.

Anyway, I'll probably write a bit off during the next few chapters because I have to get back into Purple Glory's 'feel', which I think I completely lost over the months, so expect nothing great. Also, the night chapter might be from Adam's POV but afterwards it'll all be Jacob again.

I don't know when the next update will be as Adam's story is rather violently demanding attention, attention I cannot give with all the tests I currently have, but I promise you this: No more months of no updates. Also, Adam's story takes place quite a few years before Purple Glory.

Also, anyone really reading this can thank Omega The Omniscient for being the one to really wake me from my slumber. So thank you, for being my most loyal reader. I hope this chapter didn't let you down.