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"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."


A silver haired woman lets out a low hum as she cups her chin, watching the battle between two pokemon.

The first, a boring Galarian pokemon, Toxtricity, but the second? Ohoho the second is flat out dazzling.

A black fox, then a white fox. A unique coloration for Eevee that has never been seen before. Plus its ability to evolve into its stronger form on command!

Not to mention the pokemon used beforehand.

A one of a kind Growlithe. A one of a kind Zorua, an already excruciatingly rare pokemon. Then that Deino far larger than any other of the species she has ever seen!

This boy's team is worth millions upon millions of Poke!

It's not like she won't be getting requests for those pokemon so she might as well take the initiative.

Her visor pings as numerous men in grey battle armor march in and salute her.

"J, Ma'am. We have secured the cargo deck!" One of the men loudly proclaim.

"Good. Good. Keep the engines cooled." She orders as she slowly stalks forwards towards a large desk. "We don't want another Eterna City Incident."

A large blue dragon with red wings slowly lifts its head and looks over to her as she takes a seat in the chair placed just in front of it.

It lays back down seeing that its trainer isn't doing anything.

"We're going to Unova."


"Your Growlithe's rocky armor might have absorbed most of the blows, but his muscles are still strained, and his ribs are bruised, it's a good thing that Roxxie's Toxtricity held back a little bit." The pink haired woman before me lists off as she gently touches Surtur's sides.

"it held back?" I mutter with a slow blink.

"Oh, of course it did. Roxxie might be... abrasive... and maybe a little crazy, but she feels strongly about giving someone a good challenge, if you were any weaker, it's likely that she would have had her pokemon sandbag for a little bit, her favorite thing in the world is showing arrogant trainers that they aren't the greatest thing that has come to battling since Kanto's Champion Lance." The Nurse Joy continues. "Regardless of the fact that you infuriated her, she wasn't going to take it out on your weaker pokemon, while she might have been going all out against your first and fourth pokemon, your Growlithe and Deino were only given light injuries. A pokemon of Toxic's caliber, regardless of how injured it might have been, would have instantly killed your Deino had it been serious with a super effective move like that ice punch."

"Speaking on the health of your pokemon, Your Deino has a mild strain in its neck, something that will be fixed with rest, personally I would suggest at least three days of not doing anything, but mild exertions shouldn't really bother it too much. Just don't use it in battle for roughly five or six days and he should easily make a full recovery, not that this sort of injury could prove to be lasting, of course, I'm just saying that if you don't let him rest, this could bother him for a week or two. On the topic of your Deino, let me just say, the temperament of it is absolutely breathtaking! So calm and composed during check up. It is genuinely the only one of its species that has ever been reported to be so calm!"

She taps her chin quietly. "Though I am mildly worried about how you using him in battle would inspire younger trainers to get their own Deino... one who has the typical personality of a Deino."

She shakes her head. "As previously stated, your Growlithe is bruised. I'm unsure how long it'll take for its thick, rocky fur to stop being frayed and cracked, then return to normal, but from what I know of normal Growlithe, its bruising will heal in a matter of days if not hours. It should be back to full health by Wednesday at the latest."

So... two days.

"Your Zorua is tired but will be back in fighting shape after some rest. She didn't take any blows at all, so she'll be up and about by this afternoon." She continues with a slow nod. "Then your Eevee is completely and utterly fine... which is absolutely shocking. There was no recoil to his Takedown, nor any adverse effects for Toxic's takedown, which has left pretty much every trainer who has seen your match in complete confusion, as Toxic has knocked out rock type pokemon with that move before!"

"Why-" I begin only to be cut off by the nurse.

"Why did Roxie tell him to use that move on a rock type? To prove a point, really. There was a really arrogant trainer who thought their team of Rock, Steel, and Ground types could steamroll Roxie's gym and was quite vocal about it, so she taught them to be a little more humble. Sending out a pokemon far stronger than she should, yes, this being a five-badge challenge, but making it only use not very effective moves sort of balanced it out."

"Is there a reason why she goes so far?" I question quietly.

"Roxie... used to have an elder brother... let's leave it at that." The nurse explains, a small, saddened frown on her face

"Oh. I see." I mutter.

That certainly explains a couple things.

Eh. Still annoying but I can at least see why she was so hostile. Our hair is roughly similar in color, it's no secret that I'm a newer trainer, she more than likely wanted to forcefully take me off my high horse and show me how dangerous pokemon could be.

Something I am fully aware of considering I almost got killed by fucking patrats on the second day I arrived.

"Please don't hold her showing against her, she's had a fairly rough life up until this point... she's only got her father left." The woman sighs.

Shame. Roasting her on social media will leave a bad taste in my mouth.

"Alright." I nod quietly. "Anyways, are we done?"

"Yes. Your pokemon are finished with their checkup." The woman smiles brightly.

"Thanks." I wave as I grab my pokeballs, turning and walking towards the stairs.

'I should probably write reports about my Koridile and Poyomon, the latter can evolve any day now, knowing how quickly young digimon evolve.'

I look down at my watch.

Not paying attention, I bump into someone and find my face buried in a fairly nice pair of breasts.

I stagger back and look up. "I am so sorry- oh. It's you."

A woman with long blonde hair stands there, a sole hand on her hip, Lucario at her side.

"No, it was my fault, I apologize." The woman smiles.

"Oh god, are you here to harass me about my-"

"I saw your battle." The woman declares. "I am greatly impressed by your skill at remaining calm and collected during battle. I've seen numerous ace trainers who would have lost their composure against such a challenging opponent, and I've seen even less who can keep up with such a fast-paced battle and still accurately give orders to their pokemon."

"Mhm?" I hum with a half lidded stare.

"I get that you are entirely cautious of me, and that is... fair, I suppose. You don't know me personally and you have no reason to divulge your secrets to me." She continues in a serious tone.

Her eyes sparkle slightly. "But I wish you would!"

Holy shit did the super serious Cynthia just have a Gap-Moe moment?

*Ahem* She awkwardly coughs slightly blushing in embarrassment. "But you have no reason to, nor do you appear to want to, so I will stop bothering you."

I watch her slowly leave the pokemon center, then turn and make my way back up to my shared room with Zinnia.

'let's make those dossiers.'


"So. How'd it go?" I question as I wordlessly scroll through the internet, having been leaned up against the wall right outside the gym, sometimes I answer questions posted to my forums, sometimes I simply look through auction websites, a majority of the rest of my internet time is sifting through my emails.

"It was tough, but I won." The black haired Draconid declares.

"A majority of poison types are bug or grass type, in addition, my Salazzle was quite the boon due to its poison immunity." Courtney continues.

My eyes slide to Klara who has a small blush on her face. "I was able to pull through... barely."

"Can..." She continues, a small smile appearing on her face. "Can I just say how cool it was for you to take her down like that? She looked like she was about to cry when your Eevee took her takedown without flinching! That was amazing!"

She's aroused.

Me dominating Roxie like that has made her violently horny.

"You really put that bitch in her place!" She quietly giggles.

"Well, I'm glad my triumph in battle has gotten you all so hot and bothered." I smile lightly.

The girl blushes and looks away.

"Anyways, settle your business here in Virbank, we're leaving tomorrow." I order.

"Right." Zinnia nod once. "We've already wasted enough time as it is."

Shock floods Klara's body.

I blink and look over towards her as she slowly walks away from the group, approaching a nearby wall, her eyes glued to a poster.

She slowly takes it off.

I can feel envy strike her, then rage.

I quietly walk over and look over her shoulder.

"Petal Jewel!

Come to Castelia city to see the amazing idol group Petal Jewel! Performances from February 28th to March 6th!

Tickets on sale now!"

I blink slowly as I look in between her and the paper.

Is that... Yancy? The idol who falls in love with Nate in black and white 2 after you find her X-transceiver?

Wait. A. Minute.

Blue eyes.

Shoulder length pink hair.

Pale skin.

Mole on the right side of their face.

My eyes stray from Klara to the girl on the poster.

Far too similar.

Siblings, then?

Is this where Klara's bitchiness comes from? Being an unsuccessful hack while her little sister is some form of incredibly popular idol?

Sibling rivalry.

I can use that.

"Hey. Xander... can we wait a bit to leave?" She quietly asks.

Ahhh, it's currently march first, she assumes that we're going to Castelia next and wants to wait a little bit so we get there after this little event ends.

"Nope." I deny with a small headshake.

I almost want to go to Castelia to see what would happen if they met.

"We've got to get to Driftveil as soon as possible."

The girl pauses again. "Driftveil?"

"Yeah. We're going to be hiking directly to Driftveil city." I elaborate as I turn and walk back to the group.

"Oh." She breathes out a sigh of relief. "Alright. Let's leave tomorrow."

She glares down at the poster that has found itself in her hands, the paper crumpling slightly under her tight grip, then rips it up, tossing it into a nearby garbage can.

"So. I'm going to go shopping and see if I can find anything good. You all can do your own thing... or come with me, it's up to you." I call out as I look across my little entourage.

"I will be researching the third badge team of Driftveil's Gym Leader. I don't know much beyond the fact that it will be ground type, thus I should prepare further." Courtney announces.

"I... should probably do that as well." The poison type specialist frowns.

"I'm gonna go get some grub." Zinnia grins as she folds her arms behind her head and wanders off.

"We'll leave at around seven tomorrow." I call out.

"Gotcha!" The girl replies.

"I believe that I also need to purchase some more specialized camping supplies." Courtney frowns.

We split up, going in different directions, three to the pokemon center, one to where I have been feeling this annoying little 'aura' in my observation haki for the past day or so.

I make my way through the city, a small frown on my face, it's getting pretty late now, so I should probably wrap this up and get back to the pokemon center.

I eventually come to a small doorway in between two buildings, a small hanging sign jutting from the wall.

Curio's Curiosities

The sign on the door says open, so... eh, might as well go in.

I grab the door handle and open it up, finding a homely shop on the other side.

A bell above the door jingles as I step inside.

A woman rushes through a doorway with beads towards the back of the shop, she wears what could only be described as 'gypsy clothing'. A frilly silk dress, high heeled boots, a bandana around the top of her head that allows her long black hair to flow down.

"Welcome to Curio's Curiosities~" the woman declares with a flourish.

A pokemon steps out beside her. "Jynx! Jynx!"

The woman's eyes widen slightly as she looks over me, a small smirk appearing on her lips as she runs her hand over a glowing crystal ball. "I see... great things in your future, young man. Your team... unknown to common man. You are a mere... five... weeks into your first Gym circuit, and yet-"

"You saw my battle with Roxie." I deadpan as I turn and walk deeper into the shop, taking the wind out of the woman's sails.

A lot of this stuff is sort of shit.

Geodes, T-Shirts, Tms- where it is dubious if they actually work, as this isn't a 'League officiated' store.

Oh look. Type gems. Neat. Some are of reasonable quality as well.

But others are genuine shit.

Where is that bothersome aura?

Oh, there it-

"…"

What the hell is this?

I pick up a fist sized hunk of grey rock. It is a smooth sphere with the exception of three large grooves carved in the sides, curling around its edge in a slight triangular pattern.

I walk back to the countertop, snagging a random red crystal which holds no real importance.

It's not a fire stone, nor is it a type gem, just red rocks.

'wait- is that Black Augurite?' I blink and grab a large flat disk of obsidian-like material as well, nodding once.

I approach the countertop and sit down the items I picked out. "How much for these?"

"Ahhh quite the eye you have! Miraculous fire crystal-"

"Don't bullshit me. I'm from an ancient tribe who lived among pokemon for thousands of years. This is completely normal rock. I just liked the way it looked. Stop it with your 'ooooh mystic rocks' spiel or I'll put this stuff back and leave."

"P-PLEASE DON'T!" The woman shouts.

*Ahem* she coughs. "Why, quite the bargainer, are we? Very well. I'll give you the crystal, the orb, and the volcanic glass for... let's say... five hundred Poke?

"Egh. Fine." I scoff as I sit down a stack of bills on the desk.

She swipes the money with a bright grin. "Thank you for your patronage, sir!"

I turn and leave the store with a low hum, pleased with my purchases.

"Little shit." I hear her mutter under her breath, but eh, I don't mind too much, I'm already pleased with my purchase.

Getting an item to evolve a pokemon typically costs anywhere from ten thousand poke to one hundred thousand. More for some evolution stones.

Because not all evolution stones are the same. The purer one you can get, the more powerful your pokemon will be. There was a co-operative study on this a while back headed by Professor Oak and Professor Rowan. What they did was grab two Growlithe pups from the same litter, trained them the exact same, then, after they reached a suitable level, they gave the stronger one a low purity fire stone- taking into account all pokemon are different, and some pokemon are just better than others of their species- then they gave the weaker one a higher purity fire stone.

The originally weaker Growlithe ended up being far more powerful than the 'stronger' Growlithe as an Arcanine.

There's quite a business to be had with evolutionary stones... and technically, with alchemy and a metric ass load of type gems, I could make evolution stones of perfect purity.

The reason I don't do that is because inevitably, creating a stronger evolution stone results in using more type gems, thus increasing the cost.

It's not really profitable to sell like that so that's why I haven't done it.

The cost increases the more types of pokemon can use a certain stone, that makes Dawn stones the cheapest- as they can only be used on female snowrunt and male Kirlia- followed by Dusk and Shiny stones, then sun and fire, then ice and water, then finally thunder and surprisingly enough, leaf stones.

I'll probably need to buy quite a few fire type gems in the near future for Surtur's evolution, so I should keep an eye out. See if I can buy in bulk and save a few pennies.

I put my treasures in my backpack and move on, a slight frown on my face.

'Well. Now what? That's basically all I wanted to take care of.'

"OI! YOU!" A voice shouts.

I blink slowly and turn around, glancing to the group of five men standing there, they wear leather jackets, one being bald while the others have hair that has been slicked back with thick coatings of hair gel.

"Can I help you?" I blandly question as I give each and every one of them an unimpressed stare.

"We don't like you-"

"Clearly." I scoff under my breath with an amused grin.

"You made Roxie cry!"

"I didn't." I blandly deny in the same quiet mocking tone.

"Now we're gonna make sure you eat your food through a tube!"

"Factually incorrect." I finish as I watch all five of the men tense, looking like they will strike at any moment-

"HEY! LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU FUCKERS!" A voice shouts.

The tension coiling in my body, just waiting to lash out slowly recedes as a new person enters the conflict from the opposite side of the alleyway.

I look back to see the Gym leader of Virbank standing there, an infuriated frown on her face, eyebrow twitching. "NEVER BEFORE HAVE I BEEN SO FUCKING PISSED OFF! UGH! YOU FUCKING GROUPIES RUIN EVERYTHING! ARE YOU FUCKIN' LOOKING DOWN ON ME?!"

She continues to angrily shout. "YOU THINK THAT YOU FIVE CHUMPS COULD STOP HIM AFTER HE TOOK DOWN TOXIC WITH FOUR POKEMON?! DO YOU THINK I WOULD WANT YOU TO HURT HIM EVEN IF YOU COULD?! HIS DAMNED EEVEE WOULD EAT YOU DIPSHITS ALIVE! GET LOST! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SHOWING UP AT ANY OF MY CONCERTS AGAIN! I'LL REMEMBER YOUR FACES!"

The three men flinch back, then scatter like cockroaches.

The girl takes a deep breath, then exhales, looking over to me. "I'm sorry about my fans. They're sort of rabid sometimes."

"Eh. I've seen worse." I shrug idly.

At least they're not preaching about how 'having captured pokemon is wrong and is abusive' while repeatedly kicking a Munna to get its dream gas.

Fucking wild that Black and White got away with violence to 'animals' like that.

"All gym leaders have fans, but mine's probably the worst." She admits, with a long sigh. "That's mainly cause of my unhinged stage persona. It really riles them up. Gets their blood pumping, y'know? Thaaaat may have made it so a bunch of my fans are legitimate criminals. Bit of a fuck up on my part."

"Stage persona? I thought it was genuine." I blink owlishly.

"Well, I mean, it is. Just like... fifty percent louder." She admits as she puts her hands on her hips. "Anyways, you're pretty calm for someone who nearly got in a fight with a bunch of buff, tough, and stupid dumbasses. Not even a 'thank you'?"

"I suppose you did save me an hour of trying to explain to an Officer Jenny how me breaking their arms and legs would be classified as 'self-defense' as they started it, so thanks."

The white-haired girl lets out a boisterous laugh and wipes an eye. "Yeah. Sounds about right. That Eevee-Espeon of yours could have probably turned them inside out."

Her face falls. "Listens... I want to talk to you about something, would you care to drop by my place? It's right down the street."

"Sure, I've got time. I'm leaving for Driftveil tomorrow though." I explain as she turns and begins to walk away. "So, it's good luck that you caught me today if you have something to say."

"Driftveil?" She questions as I follow after her. "You're going to walk through the wilderness to get to Driftveil?"

"Yeah." I nod once.

"…"

"That's not a route maintained by the league. It'll be incredibly dangerous." The punk singer points out.

"I've already walked from Mistralton to Floccesy Town, it'll be fine." I idly comment.

"Also, one earlier thing that you said... you said that my Eevee would take them out..." I slowly roll back a sleeve and flex my arm, showing off just how muscular I am, the long sleeved shirts I normally wear merely hiding it. "I was just going to beat them up myself."

Her eyes widen slightly at my bicep, but she says nothing.

We fall into a fairly awkward silence as we come to a large apartment complex, the kind with stairs on the outside and numerous outdoor balconies leading to doors.

The girl walks up to a door, slides in a key, and opens it, gesturing inside.

I follow her in as she flops down on the couch and kicks her boots off. "Alright, I just wanted to say sorry for being such a bitch."

She looks away with a small frown. "When you first showed up, I had thought that you were some arrogant trainer that thought they were the absolute best at battling. That suspicion of mine only got worse when you agreed to fight my Toxic. Looking back, that made me a little irritated, and that irritation only increased when you started using such... underhanded... means of battling."

"What else could I have done? And aren't you the poison type gym? Isn't it literally the nature of your pokemon to do something similar?"

"What? I mean, technically yeah, but that's lame as shit. I'm already using a beefed up team, why the fuck would I feel the need to wait out an opponent's pokemon after poisoning them? I keep tons of Pecha berries on hand so I can offer them to challenger's pokemon so they don't suffer the effects of poison from one fight to the next."

"Seriously?"

"Pfft- yeah?" The girl scoffs. "Thinking back on our battle though, I can see why you did what you did. You've got no evolved pokemon beyond your Eevee, right?"

"Nope." I state with a small head shake. "Just Loki."

"Ugh. What a team of monsters." The girl sighs with a small smug smirk as she shakes her head. "Anyways as I was saying. You throwing out what I assumed to be inexperienced pokemon against a rock wall like my own really pissed me off, and you using burn like that only intensified my anger. But, now I see that you aren't an inexperienced brat, and that you are actually pretty smart."

"I should probably tell you that I make my battles so intense to give people a reality check. I want people to see how tough and vicious pokemon can be. Like, are they fucking stupid or something? Being arrogant in front of a fire breathing reptile? Not respecting its boundaries?! If you don't have some form of connection with it, or if it doesn't respect you, it's going to absolutely eviscerate you! And people don't seem to get that these days!" The girl fumes as she takes off her purple and blue overshirt and tosses it aside, leaving her in just short shorts and a tank top. "I try desperately to teach these bozos a lesson, but more often than not they find themselves in a Beartic den anyways, looking for a new member for their team."

She reaches over to her table and snags an open can of what I can only assume is either soda or beer and chugs the entire thing.

She crushes the can in her hand and tosses it over her shoulder, causing it to bounce off a basketball backboard and fall into a trashcan. "You know how dangerous pokemon can be, right?"

"Oh, I know better than most experienced trainers I'd imagine." I nod. "I was nearly killed by like... four Patrat when I was five, then there's the fact that I was literally raised by a Hydreigon."

"Eh?" The girl blinks.

"I'm not kidding. I was actually raised by the three headed dragon-dark type."

"What the fuck? Those things kill and eat their OWN young sometimes! You're telling me that a human kid was raised by one?!"

"Since I was about five, yes." I nod slowly with a proud grin.

She blinks owlishly, a small grin appearing on her face. "Well, I'll be damned. A bona-fide wild child, eh? That's insane, but I'm inclined to believe it considering you've got that Deino of yours."

"You're genuinely a impressive as a battler." The girl smirks. "Best that's come to challenge me in a while. Your prediction game is on point. I'd love to have a battle with you in the future after your team has reached their full potential. That'd be fuckin' awesome. Without the whole fire gimmick, of course."

"Yeah. That was lame." I agree. "But still. I did what I had to in order to take down a large threat."

"Really? Don't you think you could have taken him with that monster Eevee? I mean, it fucking walked off a takedown AND a boomburst! That durability is absolutely crazy!" The girl grins as she lays down slightly, reaching over her couch and opening a small mini-fridge and grabbing another can of whatever she just drank.

"Loki is possibly my strongest." I admit with a quiet nod.

"But you didn't use the other two contenders for that place, riiiight?" The girl grins.

"…" I don't say anything

"How did I know that?" She asks the question I was just pondering.

"Call it a woman's intuition." The girl shrugs as she begins drinking the newly opened can of... beer? What's the legal drinking age in Pokemon?

How old is Roxxie?

Wait... I read a blurb when I was preparing my Gym Route that said Cheren was the youngest Gym Leader in Unova... and he's like... seventeen and a half?

it seems like pokemon legality is 'Old enough to own god himself in a small red and white sphere at your hip, old enough to drink or smoke' I guess. Life's pretty frivolous when a giant fire breathing reptile can decide it doesn't like you one day and melt your entire town.

"Your hand paused on its ball, so you were considering using it against Toxic. It wasn't just to buy time like your Growlithe and Deino." She explains. "Also. In the monthly gym leader meetup Cheren told me you had an unknown dragon type in your pocket that all but one-tapped his four-badge ace."

"The pokemon I considered using was a steel type." I shrug with a small smile.

"Fuckin' steel types, man." She scoffs with a headshake. "Loathe em'. Biggest pain in my ass."

"I would have thought that a pokemon who is super effective against poison would be a bigger pain... like ground, or Psychic?"

"Pfft, yeah, but those can still be poisoned. Steel types just no-sell poison moves, and that's the type both I and my pokemon put a lot of practice into mastering." The girl pouts.

"Isn't that like... the whole point of being a type specialist?" I mutter with an amused smile.

She shakes her head with a sigh of lament then smiles offering a hand. "So, that's all I wanted to say. We cool?"

"Couldn't you have just said all of this in the alley?" I question.

She blinks twice, her mouth a flat line. "Well. I mean..."

"Ehhhh. Yeah. Probably. I wanted to do it here cause I'm pretty prideful and I don't want a lot of people to see me apologizing, but there was practically no-one in that alley, so I should have probably done it there."

"Ah well." The girl waves off as she lifts a game console controller from the coffee table in front of her. "Since you're here. How well do you play Pokken?"

She pats the spot on the couch beside her.

"Well, I've never played on account of living in a cave for the past... every single year of my life... but I'm a fast learner." I shrug as I step over and take a seat next to her.

She chugs her drink and with a flash the Tv turns on, she looks over at me with a savage grin, her face red from her steadily deepening drunkenness. "I won't go easy on you just cuz' you never played, alright? I'll drop you off in the deep end just like my brother did for me!"

She lays across my lap briefly as she reaches over to the fridge, opening it up and offering me a can. "Care for a drink."

"I might as well. Alcohol doesn't do much for me, though." I shrug as I finally piece together the feelings Observation Haki has been sending me.

Holy shit she plans to sleep with me.


Pov: Outside.

Xander Welsh.

A name she hasn't heard before.

A woman with long black hair stands atop one of the many Apartment complexes of Virbank, she wears black sunglasses, long white pants, sandals, and a reddish top.

At her side is a Yellowish fox pokemon who clutches two spoons.

Sabrina is many things.

An Ex Gym-leader, an Actor, someone who has a personal team comparable to most elite four, is a Psychic, and also indescribably powerful herself.

There are many psychics in this world, but almost none hold a candle to her.

There are exceptions to this rule, however. Notably being some of the Elite Four and Gym Leaders from other regions... however.

This teen sensed the elder Gyarados out in the ocean several miles away. Cynthia had told her such.

Then his travel partner accurately told what was keeping it contained and angry.

Two Psychics.

Unrefined and untrained.

Yet both managed to scry a location miles away.

Something that even she has trouble doing.

What sort of people are these psychics?

She should meet them...

But not yet.

She closes her eyes, her mind reaching into the building in front of her as she tries to look into the minds of those within.

She finds the room the target of his intrigue had disappeared into two hours ago.

Another annoying aspect is that his mind appears to be completely closed off to her.

'Ahn- fuck- how is he so big. It's so hot! Holy shit! he so toned! You could grind meat on those abs! I want to lick them- eh? He's going to cum? But I don't want it to stop! Ennn... I could always get a morning after pill, carry his warmth for a little while longer.'

The red eyed woman blinks owlishly.

She freezes as she feels a domineering presence wash over both her and her pokemon, causing her eyes to widen. Her partner, Alakazam, lifts his head up as it rapidly looks around, eventually coming to rest on the wall of the building in front of them.

Projected killing intent. It has been magnified as well as targeted. A weaker mind would piss themselves, maybe even fall unconscious. He knows they are here, and he is telling them to get lost.

The woman shakes her head. "Alakazam. Teleport us back to my room."

"Zam!" The pokemon nods.

Perhaps this Xander guy is better trained than she realized. Interesting.


Well, little Xander is making waves. Plus he's got the attention of some pretty scary people! Dommy-Mommy Psychic chick and the champion who would fist-fight Poke-satan being merely two of them.

Roxie sought him out, and it looks like she decided to give him a little 'payback' for her challenge at the gym.

I'd say it's some pretty good payback.

Guest Reviews:

Guest 001: It's all about give and take. If the planet pops like a balloon, surely he can't do any evil shit on it.

Guest 002: Xander's regen comes from a 'Substance' that he injected into his body, Nyx could only barely learn two Haki types because canonically they can be used by basically anyone and they count as 'moves'.

None: If Roxie was using the full 6 pokemon, sure, but the pokemon league trusts her judgement. Admittedly she MAY get some blowback for her most recent battle, but the whole 'Show them just how far they need to come' thing also has its own merits.

JustAFan123: Xander's 'Strongest' is a tough question. Nyx's ability wont work if the 'backlash' would kill her, so she can't just walk out and copy Arceus himself, but she is still quite capable in her own right, Observation and Armament haki adding onto this, Gaia is a mobile army, yet, each of her summons can only last a couple of minutes at most. Loki is the only evolved pokemon on Xander's team currently with incredible versatility, Magni is an ancient pseudo-legendary pokemon with Huge Power. I'd probably say Gaia, followed by Nyx (In the right circumstances), Loki, Magni, then Nyx (without her ability).


Anyways, I'll see yo uall later!