Me: You know what? Screw it. Ash ain't getting his sixth Pokemon from Kalos.
Tepig: I take it you're tired of waiting?
Me: Yes I am. And apparently this story is getting quite a few views despite how long it's been since the last update.
Tepig: What can we look forward to this time?
Me: My style has improved over the years so general quality should be up. Plus I'm going to get the plot going.
Shuckle: There's an actual plot?
Me: Yep, and it's going to give that weird chapter a reason to exist. That said, I'm not done with that romance thing quite yet. Also I won't be including Squishy in this fanfic.
Shuckle: Why are you racist against green blobs?
Me: If I put Squishy in I'm basically promising that he's important to the plot. He plays no role in my vision for this story and therefore has no reason to pop up.
Tepig: Sorry Squishy fans.
Me: On the bright side Clemont and Serena have made some awesome additions to their teams since my last update. Serena's is actually the whole reason I'm able to continue this without Ash's sixth Pokemon.
Shuckle: Praise be to Serena!
Me: So without further ado, let's get this old thing running again.
"Ah, so they're settling down for the night." A menacing voice noted as it stared at the computer screen. On it Ash, Serena, Clemont, and Bonnie were setting up their tents for the night.
The man watched them for a few moments before asking "Fearow, what are their coordinates?" The coordinates immediately popped onto the screen. "Good." The man said after quickly memorizing them. "Now give me a satellite view." The view on the computer screen immediately zoomed out.
"Tsk, tsk. A clearing in the middle of the woods. Such a vulnerable place; easy to sneak up on and easy to attack. I could even have you use Flamethrower to burn them out of their tents, then it's just a simple Moonblast to kill them all." The voice mused.
"But, there will be none of that today. Ash has earned something a bit more . . . painful." The man continued with a smile.
"In fact, let's try to get that going tonight. Fearow, keep an eye on them. Notify me if the Braixen and Frogadier sneak out again. I want everyone together for this." It gets very annoying waiting for them to stop. The man thought as he walked out. Everything was fully prepared, all he needed was for those two to not go off for some "nighttime activities".
They would eventually stop doing that every night though, his plan could work around them. It was Pikachu that would be the real test.
Volt Tackle. The thought of the move gave him ample reason to frown. Though it was true that he had yet to see the electric rat use the move in Kalos he was certain that the thing still knew it.
Only an idiot would choose to forget a move that powerful. Especially after it foiled my plans . . . He would have to be careful up until the end of his plan. Focus and cold indifference were the greatest keys to any victory.
As luck would have it he was already upon their campsite and Fearow had yet to report any disturbance.
Seizing his chance the man pulled out a strange blue cube and threw it into the air. It hovered for a moment as he adjusted the controller. Perfect length, perfect width, and . . . perfect height. Oh, and a floor of course.
The cube now encompassed the whole camp with transparent blue walls. Waiting for a moment the man found that not one of them had come out yet. Heavy sleepers I see. No matter.
"Fearow," He commanded as the bird landed gently on the cubes ceiling. "Use Uproar."
The giant bird immediately let out an ear splitting racket. Within moments a tent zipper was pulled down.
And so. The man thought. The game begins.
Tepig: Quite a way to welcome this story back.
Shuckle: Yeah, but there are things I want to know now.
Me: All in good time Shuckle. Also before you guys tell me that Fearow can't learn Flamethrower and Moonblast, that wasn't a mistake. It's an important part of who the mysterious new character is.
Shuckle: First person to guess who it is gets a shoutout!
Me: Um, sure.
Tepig: Until next time.
Me: Have a good day!