Chapter 11
Goldenrod City Underground
Team Rocket Recruitment Center
Anger couldn't begin to describe what Blake was directing at Shari as they quietly moved down the barely lit tunnel. A large steel steel door was waiting for them at the bottom of the staircase.
Shari could feel the malice rolling off of the teenage boy in waves, all of this being directed at her. The pressure was intense, but she put up with it because this would also give him the perfect image for joining Team Rocket.
Grace was a completely different story. Her nerves were still shot from her recent match so her normally stoic expression was replaced by a cheerful teenage girl that refused to stop humming with how well her voice echoed in the tunnel. 'Come on Grace, hurry up on revert back to your normal self.'
"Here we are guys." Shari stated, motioning to the door that towered over them. She knocked on the door six times, before kicking it, each impact sounding throughout the tunnel.
Blake gave off a low growl while stuffing his hands in his pockets when the door opened, revealing two Team Rocket grunts. The two of them greeted Shari with a nod as she entered, followed by Grace. Blake was last, taking a moment to give both of the grunts a harsh glare before following Shari through the brick corridor.
"Ah, so these are the new recruits you were telling me about 'Carol.'" The Team Rocket Executive said, observing Blake and Grace who were currently checking out their new surroundings.
Even though Grace was popular throughout the Johto Region, Shari had taken some time to change her appearance to make sure none of the Team Rocket members recognized her.
Normally her hair down, stopping at her upper back with a her bangs covering her left eye, but Shari decided to pull all of it back into a pony tail before she tried to apply a little bit of make up onto the girl, which turned out to be much harder than Shari thought. Grace hated wearing make up, and she was more than willing to call out her Pokemon to prevent Shari from doing this.
"Yup, these are them." Shari replied, going under the name she put up for Team Rocket.
"Name?" The Executive asked, rummaging through his desk for a clipboard.
Shari panicked for about twenty seconds, realizing she had forgotten to give them names before they came. But she as incredibly thankful for the Executives disorganized desk which gave her time to think of a codename for the two of them to go under.
"So this is Luke, and that's Joy." Shari said, picking names that resembled their actual names to some extent.
"Are they any good?" He asked, looking at the two teenagers with a raised eyebrows.
"Plenty good. But they won't be sticking to the standard Pokemon Team Rocket uses so I'd like them on the Free Style Team with me." Shari said, informing him of her plan for the duo.
"I'll accept after I seem them in battle." The Executive answered with a smirk.
Blake, Grace and the Team Rocket Executive stood inside an empty brick room with one window and one door, Blake preparing to battle a Grunt that was standing on the opposite side of the room.
"Alright newbie, I'll tenderize you and your Pokemon so that you know just how good Team Rocket is." The Grunt said, releasing the Arbok that he would be using. Blake knew Kirlia had the type advantage and he had to yet to put the Pokemon in a serious battle so now was its time to shine.
"Kir." It said, matching the glare Arbok was giving it.
"Kirlia, use Shadow Sneak." Blake said, watching Kirlia's shadow extend toward Arbok, stopping once it had joined with the Snake Pokemon's shadow. From there, the shadow rose up creating a mirror image of Kirlia that rammed itself into the Snake Pokemon from behind.
"Arbok, get your head in the game and use Crunch on that little bugger." The Grunt shouted at his Arbok who was dazed for a few moments before it shook its head to regain its composure. From there Arbok lunged at Kirlia who still hadn't move, opening its mouth to revealing a pair of large fangs.
"Kirlia, Double Team." Blake ordered as Arbok neared the Psychic type Pokemon. Just a Arbok made contact with Kirlia, it disappeared, several images of the Pokemon appearing around Arbok in a semi circle. "Confusion."
Arbok looked at the Kirlia's, unsure of which one to attack as the eyes on all seven images turned blue, a distorted space forming in front of all of them. All seven pushed the area of condensed energy toward Arbok, six out of the seven phasing through the snake Pokemon while only one of them actually hit it, leaving Arbok confused.
"Arbok, I said to use Crunch!" The Grunt shouted as Arbok looked back at him before noticing its tail. Thinking it was Kirlia, Arbok bit down on its tail before yelling in pain. "Arbok!"
"Kirlia, use Confusion." Blake said as the six images disappeared. Kirlia's eyes turned blue again, a blue outline forming around Arbok, lifting it into the air.
"Bok?" Arbok looked around before it was thrown back at its trainer, its eyes replaced with swirls.
"Nice Kirlia." Blake said, returning the Pokemon to its Poke-ball.
Now it was Grace's turn. She was beginning to cool down, but the prospect of another battle reignited the overly pumped girl hidden inside the quiet novel writer.
"This snotty brat is what you wake me up for?" A female Grunt shouted as she was pushed into the room. Grace couldn't help but snicker at the fact that Blake's glare was immediately directed at the person who had just mention sleep. "Fine, I'll make this quick."
The female released a Golbat, still unfocused since she thought it was just some new recruit who needed to be straightened out.
"Milotic, use Blizzard." Grace said, releasing the Water Snake Pokemon from its Poke-ball.
"Mii!" The Water Snake Pokemon shouted as it swung its tail creating a huge gust of light blue wind that was littered with little sparkles of snow, hitting the Bat Pokemon dead on. The Bat Pokemon dropped to the floor, frozen in a block of ice, its eyes replaced with two black swirls since the super effective hit had taken out all its health.
"What!" The female grunt yelled, taking out another Poke-ball. "I demand a rematch!"
She released a Hypno this time, focusing solely on the battle.
"Hypno, use Headbutt!" She commanded, watching her Hypno charge head first at Milotic.
"Milotic, use Dragon Pulse." Grace said, planning on another quick finish. Milotic opened its mouth, releasing a reddish-brown orb of energy that seemed to unsteady since the core was spasming repeatedly as it flew toward Hypno.
Hypno charged straight into the attack, getting blown backward without even getting a chance to try and hold out against the attack. The Psychic type Pokemon slid across the floor, stopping in front the female Grunt who was now out of Pokemon she could use.
"Heh heh, easy." Grace said with a snicker, sticking her tougue out at the grunt which further angered her.
"Alright. The two of you passed the test so here is your uniform." The Executive said, handing each of them a uniform "Seeing as the two of you will be working under Shari, I'll notify her whenever all of you are needed. For now you can go to sleep in the Sleeping Chambers."
Route 34-Midnight
Blake silently walked along the seaside Route, every trainer gone and resting peacefully somewhere. Shari had told 'Luke' to sleep in the Sleeping Chambers, but 'Luke' had one reply to her orders.
"To hell with that!" Blake shouted as he exited the room leaving Shari mouth a gap with the Executive laughing in the background. He did not plan on being any where near Team Rocket for an entire night.
Sleep is precious to Blake. The one time of day his brain isn't working at a million miles per hour to create strategies for bad situations in battle, what moves would be the smartest to use against a certain Pokemon and so on, is when he's asleep.
Blake took another deep breath before looking up at the star filled skies.
4/29/0046/Morning
Team Rocket Recruitment Center
Grace sat in a wooden desk towards the front of the room, nine other people seated around her, all of them wearing the Team Rocket uniform with one open desk in the front of the room.
The Instructor had been taking roll call with Shari seated behind him in his desk when he called for 'Luke', getting no answer.
'Blake, where are you?' Grace asked herself, looking at the empty desk. Shari gave him the order to begin his lecture since it seemed like he was ready to wait for the last student.
"This is a week long crash course to test your physical conditioning, mental stability and battling ability to determine how useful you'll be to Team Rocket." The Instructor began. "We'll begin with an exam to test your knowledge of Pokemon and Geography of the Johto Re-"
Blake kicked opened the door of the classroom wearing the Team Rocket uniform minus the hat, a glaring at the class with his hands in his pockets.
"Excuse me. Who are you?" The Instructor asked.
"Your missing a student. Who else would I be?" Blake said, taking the only open seat in the class room.
"Well than mister...'Luke', pop quiz." The Instructor said with a smirk. "You're alone facing two trainers that have a Water type and a Grass type Pokemon. You only have one Pokemon that has a type disadvantage against one of the opponents, but you have any Pokemon at your disposal that fits those requirements."
Blake sighed inwardly.
"Easy, I would use a Kingdra." Blake responded..
"A Kingdra would easily be defeated by the Grass type Pokemon." The Instructor said quickly, failing to remember that Torterra isn't a Pure Pokemon.
"Kingdra is Water/Dragon type, it has a slight disadvantage against the Grass type but with its being part Dragon I could turn the tables on the Grass type and that almost any move the Water type could use against Kindra would be ineffective." Blake explained, getting a few nods of agreements.
"Alright then." The Instructor said, trying to sound offhand while Shari chuckled at how easily Blake created a solution to that battle.
"Since your last student is here, I'll take my leave Instructor." Shari said with a small smile at the Instructor's frustration.
"Yes Miss 'Carol.'" He said, standing up straight as she exited the room. Once the exam was passed out, Blake couldn't help but snort when he saw that the test was filled some of the easiest tactical problems he had seen in a while. Blake was first to finish and his test was perfect which only aggravated the Instructor even more. Blake was first to finish and his paper which received a perfect score, only aggravating the Instructor even more.
Training Field-Route 35
The small class now stood on a grassy field that was located just about a half mile from Goldenrod City going onto Route 35. Using the underground tunnels, the class had a light jog through the tunnel and out into the field where an obstacle course was waiting for them.
"Alright class. This will test your reflexes and physical ability to see if you're up to standard. Cross the finish line in the fastest time possible while crossing every obstacle. Starting with Mister Michael, we'll go down the list. The fastest time for finishing this course is six minutes, and forty three seconds." The Instructor said, raising the signal gun.
Blake watched as Michael, a rather skinny guy that was taller than him took off in a sprint from the starting line, heading toward the swinging logs. With great ease he slipped through all ten without getting touched by any of them.
The next obstacle was about one hundred wooden posts lined up with a few at the front that were lowered to give you the chance to cross the logs from on top. Michael easily conquered this as well, jumping down at the end to enter the maze.
The maze alone destroyed the quick time he was making, taking him seven minutes to find his way through before he could continue the course.
Next was a sand lot with barbed wire above the sand that you needed to crawl under in order to continue. Michael quickly preformed the task and rushed toward the final obstacle, a brick wall with one rope to climb over it.
Michael had a little trouble, but he still got the job done, getting over the wall and crossing the finish line.
"Ten minutes, twelve seconds. Not a bad time Michael." The Instructor said before calling out the next name on the list. The day went on, none of the others beating Micheal's time but coming close to it. After watching Grace come so close to beating Micheal's time, it was finally Blake's turn.
"Alright 'Luke'. The time to beat is ten minutes, twelve seconds." The Instructor said.
"Easy." Blake said, taking off in a dash when the he was given the signal to begin. Unlike the rest of the class who went around the logs, Blake wasted no time by going over and under the logs to keep moving when one of them was in his way.
Next came the wooden posts. Blake quickly went up the steps, getting to the top of the wooden posts where he raced across them, rushing toward the most time consuming obstacle, the maze, but Blake wasn't planning on going through it. Only four feet separated the wooden posts and the first wall of the maze, and with the extra height Blake had from being on top the posts, he knew he could make the jump to the top of the maze wall.
Everyone, including the Instructor was surprised to see 'Luke' leap from the wooden posts to the top of the maze wall, beginning to jump from wall to wall, crossing the maze in record time. From there Blake continued toward the sand box, getting through this obstacle in less than forty seconds which left the brick wall. In just a few seconds, Blake scaled the wall and jumped to the ground on the other side.
After Blake crossed the finished line, the Instructor looked down at the stop watch. Five minutes, fourteen seconds.
"Do it again and go through the maze this time." The Instructor said, pointing to the starting line which got a snort from Blake.
"I did exactly what you said. 'Cross the finish line in the fastest time possible while crossing every obstacle.'" Blake recited his words with a bored expression. "I could do it again, but I wonder what 'Miss Carol' would do if her protégé was being treated unfairly for following orders."
The Instructor took a step back, taking a nervous gulp before remembering there was an entire class watching.
"We'll talk about this at another time Mister 'Luke'." He said, regaining his composure. "Good job today class, report to the class room tomorrow at 0700."
Over the course of the next week, 'Luke' and 'Joy' would perform at the top of the class ranks, Grace managing to keep up the overly cherry attitude she had at the first day of class while Blake continued to torture the Instructor with loopholes in his wordings and answering outrageous questions.
"'Luke', what you do if you facing a fully evolved Dragon type Pokemon with only a Magikarp that has an Everstone?" The Instructor asked, coming up with a scenario that was deemed impossible to win.
"Easy, I'd leave." Blake replied, allowing the Instructor to claim victory.
When the weekly matches were being held in the Goldenrod Dome, Blake blew off what ever he was doing to get a match for that night which he won with a bit of trouble at the beginning because he was testing out the Clash he had seen Grace use. With another win on his record, that left one match to go before the Rookie Kings.
5/6/0046/Morning
Team Rocket Recruitment Center
"Congratulations, all of you have been accepted into different Branches of Team Rocket. I'll announce where you'll be sent to. From the tests during the past week, we have evaluated your abilities and found a place where you will be most useful." The Instructor said, beginning to go down the list.
To be honest, Blake was surprised to find out how big Team Rocket was in Johto, hearing about multiple Branches in different areas that preformed tasks to keep them on a low profile status while getting the jobs done.
"'Luke', you have been assigned to the Johto Free Style Team." The Instructor said, looking up from his clip board at Blake who wasn't even paying attention. "And Miss 'Joy' has also been assigned to the Free Style Team as well."
'Joy' gave him a small nod and a grin before he dismissed the class, telling them to report to the Sleeping Chambers to collect their belongings and begin traveling to the Branch they had been assigned to.
As Blake walked through the halls with Grace, only one question continued to run through his mind about Team Rocket. 'How does an organization that large stay hidden so well from the Committee?'
"Welcome to Johto Free Style Team!" Shari shouted as 'Luke' and 'Joy' entered the small room, two guys they didn't know seated quietly in the back of the room.
"What's all this for?" Blake asked, focusing on the two people in the back.
"The Free Style Team rarely gets new recruits. I was newest member until now." Shari explained, closing the door once both of them were inside.
"Great, two brats is just what we need." One of them said, rising from his seat.
"No need to be mean Pat, they just got here." The other guy said.
"Well they said the top of the class. You really expect me to think it would be two kids Henry?" Pat asked. "I'm outta here. Give me a call when we get some useful people."
Pat stalked out the room, leaving the member count at four now.
"Don't mind him. He just hasn't had his coffee yet." Henry said, motioning for Blake and Grace to sit down with a cheerful smile. "Welcome to the team, it's been a while since we've had any new members. My name is Henry and I'm sure you met 'Carol' already."
Blake found Henry rather pleasant and polite for a Team Rocket member.
"So now that you guys are official members, we can go over or latest mission." Henry began, pointing to the file that rested on the table in the center of the room.
Grace picked up, placing it on her lap where she opened it to read the information inside. Grace held back a small gasp when she saw the picture inside the folder of someone she knew.
'Dustin?' She exclaimed mentally before remembering that she was in Team Rocket at the moment. "Who's this?"
"This guy is a Committee member and he's been snooping around Team Rocket for a while now. We've been ordered to pursue and take care of him before he finds out anything." Henry explained. "He was moving around our Goldenrod Branch, but a report says he's currently in Olivine City."
"So when do we move out?" Blake asked.
"Tomorrow morning. We'll take a boat to Olivine City and search the city for him. Who ever finds him first will keep and eye on him and call together the team. Then we'll engage." Henry continued.
5/7/0046/Before Sunrise
Goldenrod Seaport
Blake and Grace quickly moved through the empty market in search of the boat Henry had told them about yesterday. After a quick search, the duo found the rest of the Free Style Team waiting in a small boat, Shari at the steering wheel while Henry and Pat sat in the back, waiting for them.
"Good morning." Grace said with a smile, walking up the ramp that led onto the boat while waving to the guys.
"What's so good about it?" Blake asked, still grumpy at the fact that he had once again been awakened from his sleep before the sun was even up.
"Come on guys, we're leaving." Shari said, starting the engines before stomping on the boat. Before Henry or Pat could push the ramp back onto the pier, the boat lunged forward, leaving the ramp with nothing to support it which caused it to fall into the water below, beginning to drift out into the sea.
5/7/0046/Evening
Olivine Seaport
"Well that took a lot longer than we planned on." Henry said as he climbed out the boat dressed in some regular clothing since the Team Rocket uniform would bring some unnecessary attention to himself and to the team.
"I thought we'd get her by lunch time but the sun is starting to set." Shari said, dressed in some casual clothing that any other person would be wearing along with Blake, Grace and Pat.
Olivine City
Olivine City, one of the three cities in the Johto Region where the word city actually fit since this was indeed a city, and a large one at that.
Like Goldenrod City, it possessed a large seaport only Olivine City's seaport was larger and the main seaport in Johto that was used to import and export items from Johto to the other Regions.
The heart of the city was the location of the Battle Dome that was just a bit smaller than the Goldenrod Dome. Skyscrapers filled each city block, decreasing in height as you neared the out reaches of the city.
Olivine City also possessed a relic from the Old Days, the Shining Lighthouse that is still used today. The 'Lighthouse Pokemon' as the citizens referred to it was an Ampharos that kept the harbor lit during the night whenever a ship was coming in.
Shining Lighthouse
Blake stepped into one of the six elevators in the lobby, glancing at the panel that was next to the door on the inside of the elevator, picking which floor he was going to head to. BF 2. The doors closed and the elevator dropped, becoming dark since the only source of light in the elevator was small window on the side that was now blocked by the wall of the building.
Several moments later, the elevator's decent came to a stop, the doors opening to reveal a scene Blake wasn't expecting. Instead of some old basement underneath an old building, Blake found what looked exactly like a Black Market that was filled with Team Rocket Grunts.
At the nearest stand, Blake could see a nicely dressed female standing in front a line up of depressed Pokemon trying to decide which one she wanted.
'What is this place?' Blake asked himself, looking around at the multiple sales that were taking place in this dimly area.
"Hey kid, what are you doing down here?" A Grunt asked, approaching Blake from the booth he was running.
"That's none of your business." Blake said, beginning to walk away from the Grunt.
"I think it is my business. We don't want any snot nosed brats doing what they want down here." The Grunt said, grabbing Blake's left arm to holding him back. Blake turned back to glare at the grunt, readying his right fist for use. "Children shouldn't be messing the business of Team Rocket."
"You mustn't place a hand on an innocent child." A deep burly voice stated as a huge hand grabbed the back of the Grunt's head.
"What the-" The Grunt began but was cut off when he was wrenched from the ground, releasing Blake's arm and hurled into his booth. Everyone took a moment to stare at them before business continued since events like that happened often.
"Young one, how do you feel now that Dustin the Great has saved you?" The tall man asked that Blake recognized from the picture he had seen back in Goldenrod City.
Dustin stood in front of him, his hand out stretched, waiting for a reply. Blake blinked before kicking his right shin, grabbing Quilava's Poke-ball as he put some distance in between them. Dustin flinched while raising his right leg to clutch his sin in pain but he lost his balance, falling flat on his face.
"Let's battle." Blake said, releasing Quilava from its Poke-ball. Dustin looked up at him from the ground before a white flash jumped out of his jacket, morphing into a slim Pokemon with a white body and yet its legs were large and red like the top of its head.
"Medicham!" It said, taking a fighting stance with one of its legs raised slightly while it balance on the other, its hands clasped together as it stared at Blake and Quilava.
Dustin quickly rose to his feet, dusting himself off before mimicking Medicham's stance as the two of them began transition through several stances which ended with them motioning for Blake to attack.
"Quilava, Flame Wheel." Blake said, starting the battle. Dustin didn't give Medicham any commands as Quilava neared it, completely engulfed in flames. Just before Quilava hit, the Fighting type Pokemon took one small step to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack while landing a swift punch through the flames to Quilava's side, disrupting the attack.
The Flame Wheel fell apart as Quilava came to a stop, a large bruise on its side. The Fire type Pokemon turned around glare at Medicham and Dustin who were holding the same stance again.
"Alright then Quilava, Quick Attack." Blake said, changing his tactics. Quilava burst forward at Medicham closing the distance in a split second, but Medicham stopped Quilava's approach with one hand before leaning backward, falling to the ground while landing a dual kick to Quilava's stomach, launching the Pokemon into the air.
"Alright Medicham, finish this battle with Hi Jump Kick!" Dustin shouted as Medicham sprung off the ground, flying up toward Quilava. Medicham smashed its left knee into Quilava's body, causing massive damage to the Fire type Pokemon.
Medicham landed on the ground without a sound followed by Quilava who landed with a thud, its eyes replaced by a pair of black swirls.
'That Pokemon is strong.' Blake said to himself, taking out his Pokedex while returning Quilava to its Poke-ball. 'Sorry Quilava, I didn't realize he was so strong until it was too late.'
Name: Medicham Origin: Hoenn Hoenn Region-Fighting, Psychic the Pokedex said. 'Hmm...'
"Poliwhirl, let's go." Blake said, releasing the Water type from its Poke-ball. "Water Gun."
Poliwhirl fired a stream of water at Medicham, but the attack was simply deflected away from Medicham, getting Blake's attention. With a keen eye, Blake could see a shield of psychic energy angled in a way to divert Poliwhirl's attack in another direction. 'Distance attack won't work unless it's clever.'
"Poliwhirl, use Ice Punch." Blake ordered, getting a nod from his Pokemon before it charged at Medicham.
"Medicham, are you ready to Synchronize?" Dustin asked his Pokemon, getting a nod from it.
Both Dustin and Medicham shut their eyes for a moment, opening them again to reveal a pair of eerie green pupils staring at the approaching Poliwhirl. Poliwhirl threw a short jab with its right hand but Medicham quickly caught its fist with its left hand, Dustin mirroring what Medicham was doing perfectly. Before Poliwhirl could even think about using its left, Medicham's right hand became enveloped in a yellow aura, a few sparks flying out every so often.
'He's not even giving his Pokemon any commands. Whatever they're doing, its way faster than vocal commands.' Blake exclaimed, watching Medicham smash its palm into Poliwhirl's torso, slamming the Water type Pokemon onto the ground.
"Poliwhirl, are you alright?" Blake asked, running up to the Pokemon that gave him no response, its eyes replaced with a pair of black swirls. "Return."
Poliwhirl turned in a red beam of light, returning to its Poke-ball that left Blake with only two more Pokemon to use. Medicham moved back, giving Blake a little space, waiting to see what else Blake was going to do.
"Kirlia, let's go." Blake said, releasing his third Pokemon. "Use Shadow Sn-" Before Blake had finished giving his command, Kirlia was sent flying into the air by Medicham's right knee who had rushed at Kirlia while Blake was giving his command. Medicham then jumped at the airborne Kirlia, stiffening its left hand to land a chop on Kirlia.
"Kirlia, use Confusion." Blake shouted as Medicham neared the Pokemon. A protective blue outline formed around Kirlia as Medicham landed the chop, but with that attack blocked, Medicham palmed Kirlia's head as the two began to fall back toward the ground.
Blake watched helplessly as Kirlia's protective shield shattered when Medicham slammed it into the ground head first, the momentum from their fall doubling the damage. Medicham jumped back thinking Kirlia was finished, but the Psychic Pokemon wearily rose to its feet, still trying to continue.
"Kirlia, Magical Leaf." Blake said as Medicham took yet another stance waiting to see what the weakened Kirlia could do.
"Kir!" It shouted, several multi-colored leaves appearing in front of it, all of them rushing toward Medicham. With a simple swing of its arm, Medicham blocked the Magical Leaf attack by creating another shield of Psychic energy.
The moment the attack ended, Medicham rushed at the tired Kirlia, landing a quick chop on it that finished it off, leaving Blake with his last Pokemon.
'Grr, Larvitar has the disadvantage here, but if I can land the Dark Pulse we might get the upper hand.' Blake said, beginning to formulate a plan.
"Kirlia, return." Blake said, retrieving his beaten Pokemon while releasing Larvitar. "Larvitar, stay on guard, he's really strong."
"Lar." It said, matching the glare Blake was giving Medicham.
"Start with Rock Throw." Blake said as Larvitar punched a hole into the ground, ripping a large piece of earth out the ground, chucking it at Medicham who simply caught the rock with one hand and tossed it away.
In the shadow of the rock which went unnoticed by Medicham and Dustin was a regular Dark Pulse that Larvitar threw a few seconds after the rock, using it as bait for the real attack.
Medicham was caught off guard but it still managed to cross its arms in front of its chest, the attack hitting its guard full on which left Medicham at bit dazed. Blake ordered Lavitar to use Bite, the small green Pokemon rushing toward Medicham before the Fighting type Pokemon clapped its hands together, its body gaining a whitish glow.
'What's it doing?' Blake asked himself, watching Medicham part its hands a bit giving a blue orb space to forming, growing to match the size of Medicham's hands. "Larvitar, move!"
Larvitar jumped to its left, narrowly avoiding the expanding orb Medicham had thrown at it. Now Medicham rushed at the Larvitar, raising its right hand to use Brick Break. Larvitar quickly evaded the attacks, moving through the torrent of attacks.
Medicham quickly swept its left leg at Larvitar, knocking the Pokemon of its feet, leaving on the ground and open to a Brick Break to finish it off, but as Medicham raised its left arm, Blake jumped in between the two, blocking the attack with his right forearm.
"Huh!" Dustin said in confusion, using his mouth for the first time in a while. Blake followed through, landing a quick punch to Medicham's torso with his left hand, the physical attack doing nothing to Medicham, but what really got Blake's attention was the fact that Dustin grunted in pain, holding the spot on his body where Blake had hit Medicham. Medicham's green pupils flickered, telling Blake this was chance.
"Larvitar, Dark Pulse." Blake said before Medicham slammed its right hand into his stomach causing him to gag, hunching over in pain. Medicham raised his left hand again, ready to land a Brick Break on Blake, but since Blake was bent off, this gave Larvitar a clear shot at Medicham's head with the Modified Dark Pulse.
Medicham was knocked clean of its feet by the attack, landing on the ground with a thud, its green pupils in both Dustin and Medicham's eyes disappearing.
"No way, you broke the Synchronism." Dustin muttered in disbelief, watching Blake drop to the ground, still gasping for air, Larvitar trying to help in anyway possible. "What's your name?"
Blake couldn't answer at the moment, beating his chest with his fist in attempt to get oxygen moving through his system again. After a few more moments and a few deep breaths, Blake could talk again.
"Blake." He said, rising to his feet as Dustin returned Medicham to its Poke-ball. "What was that thing you were doing during the battle? Your Medicham didn't need any vocal commands yet it moved like you gave it the order to attack."
"That's called Synchronism." Dustin responded.
"Tell me about." Blake said as Dustin turned away.
"If we ever meet again kid, under different circumstances, I'll tell you." Dustin said as Blake ran up to him, Larvitar on his shoulder.
"Just a little." Blake said while grabbing Dustin's right arm in attempt to stop him.
Dustin suddenly turned around, throwing a full swing with his left fist, smashing it into Blake's face which sent him flying backward, blood flowing out his now broken nose. Blake crashed into the booth behind him which luckily was empty.
'There's some kind of aura around that kid.' Dustin said to himself, looking at Blake one finally time before he began to walk deeper into the market. 'Medicham can sense it and I saw it during the Synchronism. Just who are you Blake?'
Please review. Even though it doesn't effect my update intervals, I want know what anyone thinks of this so far since the plot line is going to be revealed in the near future. So review if you have anything to say.
Synchronism-I don't know if anyone used this ability yet in Pokemon but this is a special ability that can be used by trainers who have a special trait or gene in their blood. This ability is dormant at birth and can only be awakened by another person with Synchronism. With this active, trainers don't need to give their Pokemon vocal commands since their mind is one with their Pokemon, allowing them to give orders with a faster reaction team and create counter measures through the eyes of the Pokemon.