The next day after the nightmare

Grimm was walking down the street already wearing his uniform heading for the police station. He was already in a bad mood because of the nightmare he had yesterday and the fact there was nothing for him to do but sit on his ass, watch TV and fiddle with his hobby. Now he was heading back to work to get a new partner and a Pokémon at that. It was all of these factors that put Grimm in a very foul mood. This was evident by the scowl that was on his face and the way his hands were balled into fists as he walked. Every time he passed a trainer and if their Pokémon was out his scowl would deepen. That's when he passed a trainer who was walking with his Lucario. Grimm eyed the Lucario's left ear and after seeing no damage he walked on. As he passed the trainer he smiled at Grimm and waved. Grimm only scowled back as he clenched his hands into tighter fist.

"Come on motherfucker," Grimm growled under his breath. "Give me a fuckin' reason. Any reason to slam your ass to the pavement."

"Morning," The young trainer said as he neared Grimm. Meanwhile the Lucario twitched his ear in greeting as his lips twisted into a grin.

"Morning," Grimm grunted as he walked past trainer and Pokémon disappointed he didn't get to take either of them to the pavement. He managed to make it to the police station without beating anyone up. He nodded to the officer sitting behind the front desk just before he started up the stairs. He was about to head to the briefing room to get the morning briefing when Captain Walker gapped his arm.

"Please come step into my office Officer Grimm," Walker said. Grimm followed him into his corner office as he shut the door. As Grimm walked in the office he took in the usual sights. Large oak desk covered in files and a computer pictures hanging behind it. Two chairs in front and a Pokémon sitting beside the desk. It was dog like with shiny black fur with brown fur on its underbelly and along its snot. It had sliverish horns on its head, sliverish bands around its ankles and down its back. It had a white collar looking band around its neck and a long thin tail with a point at the end of it. Its muscles were well toned and strong looking even under its fur clearly built for speed and power. This must be a Houndoom, Grimm thought my new 'partner'. What was unsettling to him was the way it sat motionless like a statue just looking at him.

"Take a seat officer," Walker said sitting down behind his desk the Houndoom still not moving.

"Thank you sir," Grimm said eyeing the Pokémon suspiciously. "But I prefer to stand."

"Suit yourself officer," Walker said leaning back in his chair as he pressed his finger tips together. "I trust Officer Ramirez brought you up to speed."

"He did sir," Grimm said glancing at the Houndoom that still hadn't moved.

"Well I would like you to meet your new partner," Walker said pointing at the Pokémon. "Go ahead and introduce yourself." The Houndoom stepped out to the middle of the floor, Grimm watched the muscles in its shoulder ripple as it walked it looked powerful. It stopped in the middle of the floor standing directly in front of Grimm and bowed gracefully. "Now I understand how you feel about Pokémon." Walker said as Grimm almost but not quite glared at the Houndoom. "Officer Ramirez was very clear on that point but it's not up to me." He said pressing his finger tips to his chest. "This decision was made at the very top and you know how stubborn she can be. It boils down to this, you can accept this transfer or you can hand in your papers." Grimm stood in silence as he would glare at the canine Pokémon and to lock eyes with Walker who stared at him expectantly.

"Does he have a name?" Grimm asked finally speaking as Walker smiled a little smugly.

"Yes she does," Walker said seeming pleased that Grimm was starting to come around. Great, Grimm thought not only do I get a Pokémon but a female at that. "Her name is Eris."

"Dog of war sir?" Grimm asked catching the joke right away. "So when do I start my training with her?" When dog handlers got their dogs they spent months training with each other gaining each other's trust.

"There's a reason we started using Pokémon over conventional canines," Walker explained still with that smug smile. "She's already trained with all the usual commands you should be familiar with. All you have to do is capture her and she'll listen to you without question."

"Hasn't she already been captured?" Grimm asked confused a little.

"Not yet," Walker explained. "She was born from a captured Houndoom and trained as a police canine till she evolved into a Houndoom herself. Now all you have to do is capture her."

"I see," Grimm said. "So is she a attack dog, drug dog, tracker or bomb dog?"

"All of the above," Walker said with a smile finally getting rid of that smug one. "Her sense of smell is also way above a bloodhound's. Oh and don't worry about her abilities and powers. She has been extensively trained to use only conventional take down techniques. So do you have any other questions officer?"

"No sir I do not," Grimm said eyeing Eris as she sat motionless in the center of the room staring at him.

"Excellent," Walker said opening a desk drawer and pulling something out before getting to his feet now holding a Pokéball in his hand. He walked around the desk and stood next to Grimm "Here you go." Walker placed the Pokéball into Grimm's hand. He held it in his hand as he shifted his weight awkwardly as Walker and Eris stared at him expectantly.

"Uhm sir," Grimm said sheepishly. "I don't know what to do with this." Walker smiled at first when he thought it was a joke but the look in Grimm's eyes said it wasn't and Walker's smile faded.

"You throw it son," Walker said not believing he had met someone that knew so little about Pokémon that he didn't know how a Pokéball worked. Grimm looked at the object in his hand turning it over a few time. He threw the Pokéball under handed at Eris and it landed with a thunk in front of her a little short. All three stared at the ball as it sat there doing nothing as embarrassment over took Grimm who rubbed the back of his head. It was Eris who saved him the shameful task of having to go and pick it up and try again. She walked up and nudged it with her noise. The Pokéball opened releasing a brilliant light that briefly blinded the two humans. When it disappeared so had Eris and a red light glowed on the Pokéball. It jiggled just once before it clicked and the light went out. Walker walked over and picked it up.

"She's all yours son," Walker said handing the ball to Grimm. "Your patrol starts in an hour." With that he ushered Grimm out of his office and shut the door behind him. He was left standing outside the captain's officer staring at the Pokéball questions swarming around his head. How comfortable is it inside of there? Does she shrink or turned into gas or some shit like that? How long can she stay in there? Is air a factor and if so how much does she have? What happens if she has to go to the bathroom? Can she get hungry or thirsty while she's in there? How the hell do I get her out?

Suddenly realizing he was just standing in the middle of the police station staring at a Pokéball and a lot of other officers were staring at him. With an awkward cough he looked at his watch and saw he had missed the morning briefing. He walked up to the crock board right outside the briefing room and looked at his posted patrol route. After committing it to memory he started walking towards the stairs heading for the parking lot still holding the ball. He walked to his parking spot and looked at his first squad car. It was black and white but with a big K9 painted on the side and the number 26 painted on the trunk.

Grimm got in behind the wheel feeling weird to be the driver instead of the passenger seat. He seat the Pokéball next to him in the passenger seat unsure of what to do with it. He put his keys into the initiation and was about to start the engine when a loud knocking on his window startled him and cause him to jerk in his seat. He looked over and saw it was Ramirez standing outside grinning ear to ear. Smiling himself Grimm rolled down the window.

"How's it going buddy?" Ramirez asked. "Missed you at the morning brief."

"Yeah Captain Walker wanted to speak with me," Grimm explained his smile fading a little bit.

"That mean you get your new partner yet?" Ramirez asked his own smile fading as well.

"Yep," Grimm said pointing at the Pokéball in the front seat. "We're about to head out on patrol."

"Well I don't want to keep you," Ramirez said backing away and starting to turn around not wanting to ask the question.

"Hey," Grimm called after him causing him to turn around. "How do I let it out of the ball?" Ramirez chuckled and then shook his head.

"Just push the center button man," Ramirez walking away. "Stay safe out there."

"Thanks, will do," Grimm called after him as he rolled up the window. He then picked up the Pokéball and placed it in the back seat. He then pressed the button causing the bright light to appear again and when it disappear Eris was sitting in the back seat like a statute. It still creeped him out. He turned around and started to engine as he glance in the rearview mirror. "Ready to go?" Grimm asked and to his surprise she nodded before returning to her statute like stance. "Well all right then." Grimm said as he eased the car out of the parking lot and into the street officially starting their patrol. It was shaping up to be a pretty uneventful day since the only calls he got were either too far away or someone else had responded to. Now he sat parked in the parking lot of burger joint eating a greasy double cheese burger. Eris had remained completely still and silent the entire time. Expect when he checked on her using the rearview as he took a bite he saw her eyes flick to his burger. That's when he realized he hadn't feed her all day.

"You hungry?" Grimm asked bits of food falling from his mouth. She nodded yes she was, he was at first surprised she could understand him then quickly realized how stupid it was to be surprised. Of course she could understand him, Grimm thought, how else would trainers be able to communicate with their Pokémon during battles? Grimm felt slightly guilty and a little shame over take him. Here he was pigging out and she was probably starving but so well trained and disciplined she wasn't whining, didn't even whimper. Taking one more large bit of his burger he set it down in the styrofoam box in the passenger seat. Still chewing he started the car and pulled out into the street. A few minutes later he pulled into the parking lot of a Pokémart. He turned the car off and got out but before he closed the door he turned to look at Eris. "Stay here I'll be right back." She just nodded and remained sitting perfectly still.

Grimm walked up to the Pokémart the sliding door automatically opening for him and a soft chime was heard as he walked in.

"Good afternoon officer," The Man behind the front counter said cheerfully. "Can I help you find anything?"

"Yes actually," Grimm said walking up to the counter. "I need some food for a Pokémon."

"Well you came to the right place," The Man said with a warm smile. "What kind do you need?"

"Well that's the thing," Grimm said with a half smile. "I don't really know much about Pokémon in fact this is the first one I have ever taken care of so I was hoping you could help me."

"Certainly," The Man said still smiling. "Be happy to. What kind is it?"

"Oh," Grimm said relieved. "It's a dog type...thing." The cashier's smile faded a little bit.

"I mean what's its type," The Man explained and after seeing the uncertainly in Grimm's eyes tried to explain it a little more. "You know: Grass type, fire type, dark, physic, fighting. Sometimes they have more than one."

"Uh," Grimm said he didn't even know Pokémon had types yet alone what Eris's was.

"Well what kind of Pokémon do you have?" The man asked.

"Uhm," Grimm said again his face flushing ever so slightly since he couldn't remember what kind of Pokémon Eris was. "Ok she's a dog thing and looks like a Hellhound."

"What?" The Man asked the smile gone from his face. "What is a Hellhound?"

"Yeah," Grimm said sheepishly. "You know a Hellhound sent to collect the souls of people that had made deals and it's time to pay up." The man just stared at Grimm unsure of what to say. "I'm pretty sure that's what she is. I mean she's a dog with mostly black fur with a little brown. Got whitish, silverish horns on her head and bands around her chest and a devil's tail. You know one of the long really thin ones with a arrow on the end of it."

"OHHHH," The Man said when he had his moment of clarity. "You mean a Houndoom."

"Yeah that's the one," Grimm said quickly when he recognized the name. "I need food for a Houndoom."

"That's a dark fire type," The Man said cheerfully.

"Riiiggghhttt," Grimm said. "Either way I need food for a Houndoom and a bowl or whatever it is they eat out of."

"Alright I'll get that for you," The Man said turning around and walking around the counter. "You just wait right here." Grimm nodded as the man walked away to go get his food. As the man looked for the food Grimm drummed his fingers on the counter and looked at the different items for sale on the counter. His eyes played across a small rack that had different books, one of which was bright red and had yellow lettering. My First Pokémon the title screamed then right under it: Everything you need to know to begin training your first Pokémon. Then under the words was a picture of a young boy hugging a Pikachu, the small Pokémon hugged him back their cheeks rubbing together. Both had their eyes closed and both were smiling warmly. Grimm was half tempted to buy it but he guessed it was meant for kids and would be written for such, plus not to mention how deeming it would be to purchase such a book for himself. However right above the book was another that was toned down with a simple white cover and bold black writing. Pokémon: The complete guild for rising, caring and training Pokémon the title said. He picked the second book up to examine it, it was thick and had a heavy weight to it. Grimm opened it and flipped through the first few pages till he found the table of contents and read through them.

The Pokémon: The complete list of all known species

Types: Weakness and resistance

Habitat and locations

How to lure your future Pokémon

Catching Pokémon

Behavior

Caring for your new Pokémon

How to form an unbreakable bound

Basic training techniques: Teaching discipline

Advance training techniques: Forging your Pokémon for battle

Battling: Rules, match types, and techniques

Pokémon first aid

Gyms

Badges and what they mean

Breeding

Reintegrating your Pokémon to the wild

Glossary

Index

"Anything else for you sir?" The merchant asked startling Grimm a little and rousing him from his thoughts.

"Yeah," Grimm said looking up from the book. Sitting on the counter was a large bag of food and food bowl. "I'll take this book as well." He said placing it on top of the bag of food. "You didn't have a smaller bag of food? I just need some for today."

"Sorry," The man said with that overly polite smile. "With the torment all the trainers have bought the lower priced smaller amounts of food I had in stock." Grimm eyed the 25lb bag of food.

"That'll be fine," Grimm said with a sigh. "Is there anything else you would recommend to have in stock for taking care of a Pokémon?"

"Well," The man said rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "A few potions never hurt, in case your Pokémon gets hurt."

"Give me one of them as well," Grimm sighed thinking it would be a good idea to have that just in case.

"Alright," The man said placing a potion on the counter before ringing Grimm up. "That brings you to-"

"Don't say it," Grimm said with a wave of his hand as he saw the number on the resistor itself. He pulled out his wallet and handed over his card. "I'll need a receipt." Grimm said hoping the force would reimburse him as he glance at the high number on the register. The cashier took the card, ran it and handed it back to him with his receipt. Grimm nodded his thinks before he tucked his wallet away. He grunted as he lifted the heavy bag of food on to his shoulder grabbing the food bowl and book with his free hand. He walked out to the parking lot setting the food bowl on the ground and tossing the box in the passenger seat of the squad car. He opened the bag and poured some into the bowl before throwing the rest of the bag into the trunk. Grimm opened the back car door expecting Eris to immediately jump out and start eating, but instead she remained sitting and only turned to look at him as he opened door.

"It's alright," Grimm said sighing a little. "Eat." Eris immediately and gracefully jumped from the car and walked over to the food bowl under Grimm's watchful eye. She looked up at him as he glared down at her. She stopped in front of the bowl lowered her head as he continued to glare at her. She opened her mouth and started to slowly and carefully eat, surprising Grimm that she wasn't chowing down like every other animal would. He would have been impressed if he wasn't in a hurry. Grimm sighed in annoyance as he crossed his arms and leaned against the squad car. Eris looked up at her new master as he stared off into space with a displeased look on his features.

She could tell despite the fact he was her master he didn't like her, maybe even hated her. She didn't know why he hated her she had done nothing she would have thought to upset her new master. So she just kept eating as he stared off into nothing, angry for reasons she didn't understand. She could almost see the bottom of the food bowl with only a few bites left when the thing her master wore started to speak to him.

"Unit two six come in over," The dispatcher said via radio. Grimm sighed again his day was getting just better. He unclipped the mic from his shoulder, moving it in front of his mouth as he keyed it.

"This is unit two six go ahead dispatch," Grimm said as Eris finished eating and sat back on her hindquarters.

"Unit in routine traffic stop requesting canine assistance in search of stopped vehicle," The dispatcher explained. "Location 2nd and West town ave, near the First Arceus Church."

"Good copy dispatch," Grimm said looking down at Eris as she gazed up at him. "Unit two six in rout ETA four minutes out." He reached down and threw the food bowl in the back of the car. Eris didn't wait for the command and jumped back into the car as Grimm shut the door. He jogged around to the other side of the car and slid in behind the wheel as he started the car. He popped it into gear and drove out of the parking lot faster than the speed limit but didn't flip his lights on. He drove quickly through the streets the other cars knowing better to get into his way. A few minutes later Grimm was rolling up to a very typical sight in his career as a law enforcement officer.

A stopped car on the side of the road all the doors and trunk open. A squad car setting behind it the lights flashing but no sirens. The occupants of the first car setting on the curb their hands cuffed behind their backs defeated looks on their faces. A fellow officer stood behind them keeping a watchful eye on the two suspects as his partner rooted around in the car. Grimm pulled his car behind the first responding officer and turned on his lights as he eased the car to a stop. He put the car in park before he opened the door and stepped out placing his sunglasses on his face. He walked up to the officer watching the suspects.

"You got the sniffer?" He asked as he saw Grimm approach.

"Yeah," Grimm said. "What'd we got?"

"Well we stopped these two assholes for speeding," The fellow officer explained nodding towards the two restrained men.

"Hey," One of them said turning his head around to look up at the two officers.

"Eyes down," Grimm said pushing the suspect's head around forceful.

"Anyway we roll up, the car reeked of pot and these guys' eyes are red as hell," The officer said continuing his report. "It gave use probable cause to detain 'em and search the vehicle. We haven't been able to find anything-"

"That's cause there ain't nothin' ta find," The other suspect said. The other officer slapped his head.

"Shut up," He ordered. "We haven't found anything yet so we radioed for canine assistance. Your time to shine buddy." He said slapping Grimm on the back.

"Yeah," Grimm said looking at Eris through the window as she still sat motionless. He walked towards the car and opened the back door as she still didn't move. "Alright, we're just going to search this car, see if they're hiding any pot." She nodded eagerly as she wanted to show her master what she could do. "Let's go." Grimm said as he hooked a leash to the collar that had police written in white letters on it she wore around her neck. She hopped down from the inside of the car and trotted over to the suspect's car Grimm right beside her to keep slack in the leash.

She sniffed the air and immediately caught wind of one of the items she had been trained to identify and find. She picked up her pace, forcing Grimm to as well as she let out a low growl. As she neared the car the scent only got stronger, as she growled again. She reached the back of the car and jumped up so her back legs were still on the street but her front paws were resting on the car's rear bumper. She stuck her noise into the mostly empty trunk and sniffed vigorously her tail moving idly through the air behind her. Her head suddenly shot up as a low growl escaped her throat. She dropped back to all fours and started to bark at the trunk signaling she found something.

"Alright, alright," Grimm said jerking on the leash. Eris shut up immediately as she moved to sit on the street waiting for her next order. He stepped up to the trunk pulling his knife from his pocket and flipped it open. With a grunt he stabbed the blade into fabric of the trunk liner. With a tearing sound he moved the knife slowly across the bottom of the trunk cutting a long gash into the trunk liner. Closing the knife and re-pocketing it he pulled a glove onto his right hand. Grimm shoved his hand into the gash and moved it around till his fingers brushed and closed around a soft feeling bag. With a grunt he pulled it up so he could see what it was.

"Bingo," Grimm said a triumph smile on his face.

"What'd ya got?" The officer by the car asked.

"Couple kilos of the finest green," Grimm said tossing the bagged and tapped pot towards the other officer. The other officer caught it with one hand and looked at it.

"Nothing huh?" He asked turning to face the two suspects as they hung their heads in disappointment.

"Good girl," Grimm said looking down at Eris as she looked up at him. She was expecting a treat or a head pat like she had gotten before when she did well. Instead she got nothing but a tug on the leash to get her moving back towards their squad car.

"Looks like you boys are going away for a little while," The officer by the suspects remarked as he helped them to their feet. That's when of one of them threw his shoulder into the officer knocking him to the ground before he took off running down the sidewalk. His hands still cuffed behind him. Eris watched the man run her stance become one ready to dash as a low growl rumbled from her throat. She waited for her master to remove the leash and give the command like they always did in training. Instead she watched as her master rushed passed her giving chase to the man himself. The fleeing man didn't make it very far when her master tackled him to the ground rather hard. She watched a little hurt that he didn't trust her to chase him down as he brought the man back and handed him back to the other officers. The two men were shoved forcefully into the back of the other car.

"Let's go," Grimm said grabbing her leash again. He lead her back to the car and opened the back door for her so she could jump in. He shut the door and moved to get behind the wheel again.

"Come in unit two six," The dispatcher said over the radio just as Grimm sat down.

"This is unit two six go ahead dispatch," Grimm said as he picked up the mic.

"You done with the traffic stop?" The dispatcher asked.

"Yeah," Grimm said flicking his eyes to the car as the two officers pulled more bags of drugs, money and Pokéballs out of the trunk.

"Canine assistance requested at 423 Lincoln street," The dispatcher explained. "Reports of a missing child."

"Roger that," Grimm said his tone becoming heavy. "Unit two six responding 10 minutes out."

"Roger that," The dispatcher said then after a second. "Good luck." Grimm started the engine and this time did turn on the siren as he sped through the streets. Eris watched her master wondering what she was going to have to do to get him to trust her.