TurtleKing
Turtles > You
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Categories: Original, Pokemon
Rating: PG-13
Other: An extension on the idea of the game Pokemon Conquest. This is not a novelization of the game.
Rating: PG-13
Other: An extension on the idea of the game Pokemon Conquest. This is not a novelization of the game.
Pokémon Revolution
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/607c47e6-a6a8-4e8d-8d63-9683c4e57561_zpse2dc7406.jpg)
"In the region of Ransei, many people believe in different things...
There are people who believe the myth that their land was created in the image of creator Pokemon... a land where humans and Pokemon alike can work together on one accord. This peace between the species is seen as the driving force towards the success and progression of life in this world.
There are people who believe in competition... the frequent acts of several different activities that people and Pokemon can participate in. Whether if it is battling in the annual region-wide Tournament or participating in the Grand Festival for coordinating competitions, humans and Pokemon share time working towards their goals of perfection.
And then there are people who believe in manifest destiny... the thought that if a person wants something, whether if it is free or belongs to someone else, they have the right to take it if it is within their power. Without any regard for the current condition or thoughts of anyone else, manifest destiny could be potentially tragic and chaotic for any civilization.
This, unfortunately, is the current state of Ransei region. With the re-election of the Dragnor province's ambassador as the Ransei region's sovereign, the entire area is in a state of shock and turmoil. With new policies and laws being initiated across the seventeen provinces, many people are confused as to whether or not they should revolt against the sovereign. People are being limited to the number of Pokemon they can catch, what type of Pokemon they can catch, and a host of other blasphemous practices. However, no one dares to challenge the sovereign's authority due to his extreme power... not to mention his equally as powerful Pokemon team.
With these turbulent times present, who can anyone put an end to the ominous reign of the sovereign?"
There are people who believe the myth that their land was created in the image of creator Pokemon... a land where humans and Pokemon alike can work together on one accord. This peace between the species is seen as the driving force towards the success and progression of life in this world.
There are people who believe in competition... the frequent acts of several different activities that people and Pokemon can participate in. Whether if it is battling in the annual region-wide Tournament or participating in the Grand Festival for coordinating competitions, humans and Pokemon share time working towards their goals of perfection.
And then there are people who believe in manifest destiny... the thought that if a person wants something, whether if it is free or belongs to someone else, they have the right to take it if it is within their power. Without any regard for the current condition or thoughts of anyone else, manifest destiny could be potentially tragic and chaotic for any civilization.
This, unfortunately, is the current state of Ransei region. With the re-election of the Dragnor province's ambassador as the Ransei region's sovereign, the entire area is in a state of shock and turmoil. With new policies and laws being initiated across the seventeen provinces, many people are confused as to whether or not they should revolt against the sovereign. People are being limited to the number of Pokemon they can catch, what type of Pokemon they can catch, and a host of other blasphemous practices. However, no one dares to challenge the sovereign's authority due to his extreme power... not to mention his equally as powerful Pokemon team.
With these turbulent times present, who can anyone put an end to the ominous reign of the sovereign?"
Character Profiles
A daredevil who can't say no to a challenge.
A prankster who has ran away from 'home'.
A witty heiress to a royal kingdom's throne.
A spy-for-hire/gambler that can smooth-talk his way out of anything.
A no-holds-barred temple explorer with a knack for 'surprises'.
A retired former expert Trainer who's lost his mind.
Blair - Mayor of Dragnor and Ambassador for the entire region of Ransei.
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Auburn_zpsd983f68b.png)
A daredevil who can't say no to a challenge.
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Jet_zpsefe43b2e.png)
A prankster who has ran away from 'home'.
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Kelly_zpsc5d606ae.png)
A witty heiress to a royal kingdom's throne.
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Garnet_zps04978b56.png)
A spy-for-hire/gambler that can smooth-talk his way out of anything.
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Sienna_zpsd77b05bd.png)
A no-holds-barred temple explorer with a knack for 'surprises'.
![[PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution [PokeCommunity.com] Pokémon Revolution](https://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f148/HiroKazuma/Rusty_zps61c496ea.png)
A retired former expert Trainer who's lost his mind.
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Blair - Mayor of Dragnor and Ambassador for the entire region of Ransei.
Volumes
Spoiler:
Volume 1
Chapter 1: Breaking the Chains of Oppression!
Chapter 2: The Youth of the Avia!
Chapter 3: Risky Business!
Chapter 4: A Common Objective!
Chapter 5: Money Out the Window!
Chapter 6: The Birth of Power!
Chapter 7: Destiny!
Volume 2 through 8 coming soon!
Chapter 1: Breaking the Chains of Oppression!
Chapter 2: The Youth of the Avia!
Chapter 3: Risky Business!
Chapter 4: A Common Objective!
Chapter 5: Money Out the Window!
Chapter 6: The Birth of Power!
Chapter 7: Destiny!
Volume 2 through 8 coming soon!
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Volume One
Chapter One
Breaking the Chains of Oppression!
At a distance, the Infinity Wall didn't appear so difficult to climb over, but somehow Jet was struggling to make his way over the Dragnor province geographical landmark. It was a powerful and strong wall made from substances consisting of brick, rock, wood, and other natural materials from the earth. And here Jet was, just a tiny and fragile twelve-year-old boy trying to best a feature that many men could not do: climb the wall successfully without getting hurt. The midnight moon hiding in the clouds also was not the best sign for Jet.
After another failed attempt at clambering over the wall, Jet exhaled deeply as he took a deep breath. His emerald eyes surveyed the structure of the wall for a weak spot… or at least a ledge. Then he got an idea.
"Duh!" Jet said as he snapped his fingers before hitting himself on the forehead with his palm in realization. "I can just use Snorlax to give me a boost!"
Jet wasn't sure why he did not think of using his Pokemon before. Perhaps he lost his train of thought in the heat of running away from home. It was not as if his parents cared anyway: his mother was probably out somewhere with her friends and his father barely noticed him in the midst of all his hard work. Jet did not care; he learned to barely notice his parents either.
"Let's go Snorlax!" Jet said as he tossed a PokeBall from his pocket, releasing the Sleeping Pokemon. "Snorlax, I need you to lay on your back and use your Belly Drum to push me up over this humongous wall!"
Snorlax nodded, obliging to her Trainer's commands by lying on her back. Jet was just small enough to fit on his entire Pokemon's stomach as the Snorlax pounder the top of her belly, sending Jet wildly upward into the air and over the wall. Unfortunately for Jet, he flipped onto the other side of the wall and landed on his backside. As Jet tended to his buttocks, Snorlax peaked over the wall trying to climbing, but was unsuccessful. Frustrated, Snorlax managed to Mega Punch the wall, creating a huge gap in place of the depleted rock.
Getting to his feet now, Jet chuckled at his Snorlax and said, "Well, that's definitely another option to getting across Infinity Wall." He returned his Snorlax to her PokeBall as he observed the old tower that stood a few miles on the other side of the wall.
Dragnor was a beautiful province, but things just were not right at this time. Jet had to get away while he still had the chance.
"Bleh!" Jet coughed in disdain for the thought of staying in Dragnor. "I should get going before I start feeling homesick! Like that'll ever happen!"
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Today was the day: the day that the ambassador of the Ransei region would make his address to the public about any changes to national policies and laws. In the ambassador's previous term, there were slight changes that many people did not agree with, however these changes were minor and did not have a major effect on the lives of citizens.
The province of Valora was bustling today more than any other day in recent memory. Serving as the industrial location of Ransei, Valora was home to several business including factories, manufacturers, and even the Ransei region jails and prisons for convicted felons. The city had a major responsibility to its region, but today, even this particular section of Ransei was open ears to the ambassador's public address.
In Valora's downtown district there was a giant television screen hanging from the top of a company building. Within seconds of the morning rush, the face of man who appeared to be in his late forties was shown on the screen. The man had a thin tan, a bushy mustache, a bald head, and stern eyes as he peered into the camera that recorded him.
"Good morning my fellow citizens of the great Ransei region!" the man began. "It is an honor to serve as your ambassador once again! I hope you each are having a great morning as you look to me on your television screens or listen to me on your radios or any other form of communication you may be accessing in order to hear my voice."
The crowd downtown in Valora grew pretty thick as the murmur of people settled down while the ambassador greeted the citizens across the region. Jet was walking along the sidewalk across the street from the visual display and looked up at the ambassador speaking. An annoyed look appeared on his face.
"Oh great… Ambassador Blair bright in early in the morning as usual…" Jet scoffed, turning his attention to the screen now as he stopped in his tracks.
"In serving as your ambassador, I admit that there have been tough decisions that I have had to make in order to ensure that you as citizens are safe. For example, the reduction of Pokemon that a citizen can capture; the increase of law enforcement discipline in the streets; the 'no-more-than-one' law for Pokemon allowed out in public at a time; and many other helpful things to ensure your safety! I must say that I am proud of the citizens that have fallen in line with my new policies and for those that have refused them I say: 'good riddance'!"
Jet scoffed as balled his fists. "Is he seriously patting himself on the back?"
"I'm saying all of that, ultimately to say this: it is OUR destiny to spread these new ideals across the entire region of Ransei! Due to the disobedience of some of our fellow citizens, I have decided to implement a new organization in order to ensure that they are either with us or against!" Ambassador Blair exclaimed enthusiastic, lightly slamming his fist on the table at which he sat. "More information will be released about this new organization in the coming days. However, if you are interested in learning more now, please feel free to see one of my representatives in your province. Thank you and have a great day!"
As the screen mounted on the building went blank, a few of the members of the crowd began to chant. "Des-ti-ny! Des-ti-ny! Des-ti-ny!"
Jet shifted his mouth as he clenched the strap on his bag shaking his head, "They don't understand…" Then, a voice from the other side of the crowd proceeded to capture Jet's attention, "Hmm?"
"You guys chanting 'destiny' don't understand that everything Blair is saying is garbage!"
Jet looked up as he noticed the young man standing on top of… someone's parked car now? He had to be in his late teens. The guy looked familiar to Jet, but he knew that he had never seen him before. Maybe it was the wild brown hair, perhaps?
"Last time I checked, Ransei was a democracy! Liberty! Freedom! Now he's making all of these laws just to appease what he wants?" The young man exclaimed, getting the full attention of his audience. "What about what the people want? There shouldn't be a limit on how many Pokemon we can catch! Who's got time to seriously wanna catch'em all anyway, right?"
Jet smiled giggled a little and said to himself, "He's got a point…"
"A-a-and," the man stammered trying to grasp his thoughts, "…this law enforcement garbage? Are you serious! The only law enforcement that I see are a bunch of random cops stopping me in the middle of a Pokemon battle because of some 'time limit' on Pokemon battles in certain areas! What the heck, man?"
The young man received a few nods and murmurs of agreement from the crowd.
"And that 'no-more-than-one' rule is just plain stupid! How are Pokemon gonna get 'busy' if only one is out of the Pokeball? Am I right!?"
There was a brief and uncomfortable silence as well as a random cough.
Jet wrinkled his nose at the thought of Pokemon breeding. He had yet to get to that stage in his life with Pokemon or even with the opposite sex.
"O… kay. I messed that one up," the man chuckled rubbing the back of his head. "But you guys know what I mean right!? So what are we gonna do about it, huh!?"
"I'll tell you what you're gonna do, boy!" a voice from behind the young man said. "You're gonna get the hell off my car!"
The young man looked down and realized that he was standing on top of the old man's car. Laughing uneasily, the young man placed his hands out in front of him in defense, "Listen old man, I'm sorry about standing on your car or whatever… I was just in the heat of the moment and…"
"Police! Get this crazy boy off my vehicle!"
In the blink of an eye, three cops appeared seemingly out of nowhere and raised their holstered guns at the young man standing on top of the car.
"Down now or we will shoot!" said the officer in the middle pointing his gun directly at the young man's leg.
The young man tilted his head as he held his hands up towards his head and said, "I don't get a 'good morning', 'how ya doing', 'it's a lovely day outside' greeting first?"
"DOWN NOW!" the officer to the right shot a warning bullet into the air causing the young man to fall to the ground off the vehicle and the crowd partially scattered.
He scrambled to his feet quickly but the young man was tackled before he could get anywhere. The officer that held him down managed to put him in handcuffs before standing him up.
"Hey!" Jet said running over to the scene. "You can't shoot off a warning shot if he's not running from you guys"
"The kid's smarter than the cops!" the arrested young man chortled before one of the officers flicked him in the back of the head. "Owww dude!"
"Beat it, kid. We're just doing our job."
Jet frowned as he folded his arms and said, "No you're not! Spinarak, Web Shot!"
From the building where the officers stood in front of, Jet's Spinarak descended, firing a sticky web substance from his mouth and tangling one of the officers in a mummified state. The crowd appeared to be in complete shock at the turn of events while Jet proceeded to make a run for it. Spinarak scrambled after his Trainer as one of the free cops proceeded to aim in on the preteen boy.
"Don't shoot the kid!" the other free officer said. "He's probably just some lowlife street rat that's begging for attention. We'll get him when he's this guy's age."
The young man glanced at the officer as he heard that he was talking about. His eyes then were laid on the path of the boy that had tried to save him. A smirk appeared on his face.
"I got a feeling I'll be seeing the kid again in the future…"
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The Valora province's jailhouse looked at modern as the entire city did. The upkeep for the jail was obviously a major priority but Jet could not quite understand why the government was so focused on making sure their jail looked… presentable.
"Maybe they want the inmates to feel at home when their in jail?" Jet said to himself, laughing at the thought.
By now, it was late into the evening and the jailhouse was under the watchful of a few security guards that were standing outside. To prevent from being seen, Jet managed to climb up a nearby tree as he kept a bird's eye view over the entrance area. Spinarak crawled onto his shoulder waiting for a command.
Jet observed the area closely. "One… two… three… four security guards. Alright, so it shouldn't be that hard then," he said looking to Spinarak. "Think you can make your Pin Missiles hit their necks?" Jet pressed the side of his neck with two fingers.
Spinarak responded with a nod as he crawled out as far as he could on the limb of the tree before releasing a fury of consecutive pin missiles, hitting each of the officers in the sweet spot on their necks. They were knocked out cold.
"Awesome, Spinarak! Let's go see if we can find that guy and get'em out of here!"
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With the five security officers down, Jet thought that it would be wise to scout the perimeter of the building to find a window. It turned out that there were several windows and Spinarak had the responsibility of identifying different inmates in order to find the guy from earlier. Jet kept watch near the front of the building, but once Spinarak returned with good news, the boy followed after his Pokemon.
They arrived at a small window near the back of jailhouse and Jet climbed up the wall, peaking into the window. Sure enough, the young man was lying on the uncomfortable bed of his cell staring at the ceiling.
"Pssst!" Jet whispered.
The young man sat up and looked at the window. He looked out through the bars of his cell to see if the guard on duty was watching. Fortunately he had dozed off during his grave-hour-shift, so the young man stood and went over to the window.
"Heh! I knew I'd see you again," he whispered. "I'm Auburn. You think you can get me out of here… uh?"
"Just call me Jet," he smiled. "And yeah I can get you out here."
Auburn nodded and said, "Awesome. But wait! Before you do anything… can you tell your Spinarak to grab my bag over there by the security guy? I've got my PokeBalls in there. It'll make this process a whoooole lot easier and quicker."
"Consider it done!" Jet whispered back as he gave Spinarak a nod.
Spinarak crept in between the bars and inside of the cell before making his way out onto hallway path. The silent pitter-patter of his feet was essential in not only waking up the inmates, but the security guard as well. Spinarak entered the security cell and found Auburn's dark blue PokeBall bag, shot a web from his abdomen to hold onto it, and brought it to Auburn in his cell. Auburn grabbed his bag and thanked the String Spit Pokemon as well as Jet.
"Hey, Jet was it? Listen kid, do me a favor, will ya?" Auburn asked, tying up his shoes and then taking out one PokeBall, not looking at the boy whatsoever.
Jet's expression turned into a confused one as he observed Auburn seemingly prepare himself to leave, "Uh… sure?"
"Meet me in those woods near the front of the jailhouse, will ya?" Auburn smirked as he stood up and dusted himself off. "I don't want you to get into any trouble with law. You're a good kid."
Even more puzzled, Jet remained silent as he observed Auburn. He seemed to be pretty confident that he would escape even without Jet's help. This assured-ness led Jet to silently agree as he disappeared from the window and ran back out to the woods where Spinarak shot down the security guards.
Auburn turned to make sure that Jet was gone. Once he was, he smirked at the bars of the cell saying, "Blair wanted one Pokemon out at a time… he's got it!" He took out a PokeBall and tossed it forward releasing his Charmeleon. As he caught the ball on the recoil, Auburn said, "Let's go Charmeleon! Fire Fang!"
"Char!" Charmeleon roared as his mouth filled with fiery embers. It began to chomp on the metal bars that held his Trainer hostage. After a few more flaming bites, the middle bars were no more and Auburn and Charmeleon were out onto the floor.
Auburn and Charmeleon ran down the hallway of the cellar, waking up a few of the inmates as they wondered how the young man was not only to escape but retrieve his Pokemon as well. Fortunately for Auburn, they hadn't released his Pokemon yet, which was procedure for anyone who was arrested as they were perceived as a threat to society in Ambassador Blair's world.
Unfortunately for the two, they reached a securely locked door that was blocking them from the lobby area of the jailhouse. By now, security officers that were inside were alerted about the escape of Auburn in addition to the sudden knocking-out of their fellow security guards who were watching the perimeter. Auburn turned his back quickly as he saw a duo of guards heading towards him with their flesh hungry Houndours.
Auburn glanced at Charmeleon and said, "Now's a good time to cook that door, Charmeleon. Overheat! I'll hold off the Houndour."
As Charmeleon unleashed a rage of flaming fury from his mouth onto the cellar door, Auburn took out another PokeBall and tossed it forward in front of the Houndours, startling them.
"Hey you can't break the law in jail!" One of the guards said.
Auburn chuckled as his Lucario was released, "How'd you think I got here in the first place, smart guy? Lucario, Close Combat!"
Lucario jumped at the two Houndour and immediately began to pound her fists into the Houndours' body parts. Faces, backs, legs, chest… you name it and Lucario made sure to put physical, harming pressure onto the Pokemon's joints. With their Houndours' on the ground, the two officers reached for their walkie-talkies and asked for backup against the loose inmate.
Auburn glanced back after receiving a quick notification in the form of a loud 'thunk' sound that Charmeleon managed to finish off the door. With Charmeleon out of strength, Auburn quickly returned his Pokemon while commanding Lucario to deliver an Aura Blast to the two officers. Lucario began to wind up her palms slowly, lifting her right leg upward towards her chest. When she stomped down on the ground and pushed her arms forward, two blue spheres of aura energy shot at the guards and blasted them into the wall. Afterwards, there was a huge uproar heard from the awakened inmates.
Auburn grinned and took a quick bow saying, "Thank you! You're too kind!" He proceeded to run out, but peaked back in. "That doesn't mean I'm letting you guys free though! Can't be too sure!"
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Jet decided to wait for Auburn in the same tree he and Spinarak were in before. For Jet, it seemed like he had been waiting for hours and the sounds of Houndour barking in the halls of the jailhouse definitely were not good signs for Auburn. Jet shifted his mouth as he looked to Spinarak who was resting on his shoulder.
"I don't think Auburn made it. Let's get out of here…"
"Oh ye of little faith!" said Auburn's voice from below Jet. He grinned as he looked up at the tree, giving him a 'thumbs up' sign. "Or however the saying goes. I don't know…"
Jet hopped down from the tree and looked at Auburn with admirable eyes, "H-how did you get out of there without a scratch?"
"Good ol' brute force. My Charmeleon and Lucario showed those guards a thing or two about locking up the wrong guys!"
"Wow that's so cool!"
Auburn grinned, jamming his fists into his pocket. He had never been considered 'cool' by anyone before. Friends were few and far between for him so he was enjoying Jet's company; the fact that Jet thoughthe was cool was just the icing on the cake.
"You held your ground pretty good back there in downtown Valora, kid," Auburn nodded, looking down at him. "You wanna hit the road with me in the morning?"
Jet smiled at this opportunity. At first he was just going to see where the road took him after he ran away from home, but now that he stumbled upon Auburn, things were looking much smoother and easier. Auburn had to be one tough cookie if he took out those guards on the inside of that jailhouse.
"You can count me in!" Jet shouted, balling his fists in excitement.
"Whoa whoa whoa…" Auburn said, placing his index finger in front of his mouth as he looked around for guards. They were still standing near the entrance of the jailhouse. "...keep it down or else I'll end up back in there on that sorry excuse for a bed. And I'm sure they won't treat you too kind if they found out about you knocking out their boys."
Jet nodded silently, covering his mouth.
"Now come on… we've got some ground to cover in the morning. I've got spot for us to lay our heads at for the night."
Auburn said as he led Jet in the opposite direction of the jailhouse. It appeared the two had formed an alliance without even knowing it. Without any question, they had looked out for each other as if they had known each other for years. A common way of thinking had an interesting effect on the relationship between two different people. Auburn was not sure what the future held for him, neither did Jet, but they both knew one thing: this was going to be a hell of an adventure.
Breaking the Chains of Oppression!
At a distance, the Infinity Wall didn't appear so difficult to climb over, but somehow Jet was struggling to make his way over the Dragnor province geographical landmark. It was a powerful and strong wall made from substances consisting of brick, rock, wood, and other natural materials from the earth. And here Jet was, just a tiny and fragile twelve-year-old boy trying to best a feature that many men could not do: climb the wall successfully without getting hurt. The midnight moon hiding in the clouds also was not the best sign for Jet.
After another failed attempt at clambering over the wall, Jet exhaled deeply as he took a deep breath. His emerald eyes surveyed the structure of the wall for a weak spot… or at least a ledge. Then he got an idea.
"Duh!" Jet said as he snapped his fingers before hitting himself on the forehead with his palm in realization. "I can just use Snorlax to give me a boost!"
Jet wasn't sure why he did not think of using his Pokemon before. Perhaps he lost his train of thought in the heat of running away from home. It was not as if his parents cared anyway: his mother was probably out somewhere with her friends and his father barely noticed him in the midst of all his hard work. Jet did not care; he learned to barely notice his parents either.
"Let's go Snorlax!" Jet said as he tossed a PokeBall from his pocket, releasing the Sleeping Pokemon. "Snorlax, I need you to lay on your back and use your Belly Drum to push me up over this humongous wall!"
Snorlax nodded, obliging to her Trainer's commands by lying on her back. Jet was just small enough to fit on his entire Pokemon's stomach as the Snorlax pounder the top of her belly, sending Jet wildly upward into the air and over the wall. Unfortunately for Jet, he flipped onto the other side of the wall and landed on his backside. As Jet tended to his buttocks, Snorlax peaked over the wall trying to climbing, but was unsuccessful. Frustrated, Snorlax managed to Mega Punch the wall, creating a huge gap in place of the depleted rock.
Getting to his feet now, Jet chuckled at his Snorlax and said, "Well, that's definitely another option to getting across Infinity Wall." He returned his Snorlax to her PokeBall as he observed the old tower that stood a few miles on the other side of the wall.
Dragnor was a beautiful province, but things just were not right at this time. Jet had to get away while he still had the chance.
"Bleh!" Jet coughed in disdain for the thought of staying in Dragnor. "I should get going before I start feeling homesick! Like that'll ever happen!"
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Today was the day: the day that the ambassador of the Ransei region would make his address to the public about any changes to national policies and laws. In the ambassador's previous term, there were slight changes that many people did not agree with, however these changes were minor and did not have a major effect on the lives of citizens.
The province of Valora was bustling today more than any other day in recent memory. Serving as the industrial location of Ransei, Valora was home to several business including factories, manufacturers, and even the Ransei region jails and prisons for convicted felons. The city had a major responsibility to its region, but today, even this particular section of Ransei was open ears to the ambassador's public address.
In Valora's downtown district there was a giant television screen hanging from the top of a company building. Within seconds of the morning rush, the face of man who appeared to be in his late forties was shown on the screen. The man had a thin tan, a bushy mustache, a bald head, and stern eyes as he peered into the camera that recorded him.
"Good morning my fellow citizens of the great Ransei region!" the man began. "It is an honor to serve as your ambassador once again! I hope you each are having a great morning as you look to me on your television screens or listen to me on your radios or any other form of communication you may be accessing in order to hear my voice."
The crowd downtown in Valora grew pretty thick as the murmur of people settled down while the ambassador greeted the citizens across the region. Jet was walking along the sidewalk across the street from the visual display and looked up at the ambassador speaking. An annoyed look appeared on his face.
"Oh great… Ambassador Blair bright in early in the morning as usual…" Jet scoffed, turning his attention to the screen now as he stopped in his tracks.
"In serving as your ambassador, I admit that there have been tough decisions that I have had to make in order to ensure that you as citizens are safe. For example, the reduction of Pokemon that a citizen can capture; the increase of law enforcement discipline in the streets; the 'no-more-than-one' law for Pokemon allowed out in public at a time; and many other helpful things to ensure your safety! I must say that I am proud of the citizens that have fallen in line with my new policies and for those that have refused them I say: 'good riddance'!"
Jet scoffed as balled his fists. "Is he seriously patting himself on the back?"
"I'm saying all of that, ultimately to say this: it is OUR destiny to spread these new ideals across the entire region of Ransei! Due to the disobedience of some of our fellow citizens, I have decided to implement a new organization in order to ensure that they are either with us or against!" Ambassador Blair exclaimed enthusiastic, lightly slamming his fist on the table at which he sat. "More information will be released about this new organization in the coming days. However, if you are interested in learning more now, please feel free to see one of my representatives in your province. Thank you and have a great day!"
As the screen mounted on the building went blank, a few of the members of the crowd began to chant. "Des-ti-ny! Des-ti-ny! Des-ti-ny!"
Jet shifted his mouth as he clenched the strap on his bag shaking his head, "They don't understand…" Then, a voice from the other side of the crowd proceeded to capture Jet's attention, "Hmm?"
"You guys chanting 'destiny' don't understand that everything Blair is saying is garbage!"
Jet looked up as he noticed the young man standing on top of… someone's parked car now? He had to be in his late teens. The guy looked familiar to Jet, but he knew that he had never seen him before. Maybe it was the wild brown hair, perhaps?
"Last time I checked, Ransei was a democracy! Liberty! Freedom! Now he's making all of these laws just to appease what he wants?" The young man exclaimed, getting the full attention of his audience. "What about what the people want? There shouldn't be a limit on how many Pokemon we can catch! Who's got time to seriously wanna catch'em all anyway, right?"
Jet smiled giggled a little and said to himself, "He's got a point…"
"A-a-and," the man stammered trying to grasp his thoughts, "…this law enforcement garbage? Are you serious! The only law enforcement that I see are a bunch of random cops stopping me in the middle of a Pokemon battle because of some 'time limit' on Pokemon battles in certain areas! What the heck, man?"
The young man received a few nods and murmurs of agreement from the crowd.
"And that 'no-more-than-one' rule is just plain stupid! How are Pokemon gonna get 'busy' if only one is out of the Pokeball? Am I right!?"
There was a brief and uncomfortable silence as well as a random cough.
Jet wrinkled his nose at the thought of Pokemon breeding. He had yet to get to that stage in his life with Pokemon or even with the opposite sex.
"O… kay. I messed that one up," the man chuckled rubbing the back of his head. "But you guys know what I mean right!? So what are we gonna do about it, huh!?"
"I'll tell you what you're gonna do, boy!" a voice from behind the young man said. "You're gonna get the hell off my car!"
The young man looked down and realized that he was standing on top of the old man's car. Laughing uneasily, the young man placed his hands out in front of him in defense, "Listen old man, I'm sorry about standing on your car or whatever… I was just in the heat of the moment and…"
"Police! Get this crazy boy off my vehicle!"
In the blink of an eye, three cops appeared seemingly out of nowhere and raised their holstered guns at the young man standing on top of the car.
"Down now or we will shoot!" said the officer in the middle pointing his gun directly at the young man's leg.
The young man tilted his head as he held his hands up towards his head and said, "I don't get a 'good morning', 'how ya doing', 'it's a lovely day outside' greeting first?"
"DOWN NOW!" the officer to the right shot a warning bullet into the air causing the young man to fall to the ground off the vehicle and the crowd partially scattered.
He scrambled to his feet quickly but the young man was tackled before he could get anywhere. The officer that held him down managed to put him in handcuffs before standing him up.
"Hey!" Jet said running over to the scene. "You can't shoot off a warning shot if he's not running from you guys"
"The kid's smarter than the cops!" the arrested young man chortled before one of the officers flicked him in the back of the head. "Owww dude!"
"Beat it, kid. We're just doing our job."
Jet frowned as he folded his arms and said, "No you're not! Spinarak, Web Shot!"
From the building where the officers stood in front of, Jet's Spinarak descended, firing a sticky web substance from his mouth and tangling one of the officers in a mummified state. The crowd appeared to be in complete shock at the turn of events while Jet proceeded to make a run for it. Spinarak scrambled after his Trainer as one of the free cops proceeded to aim in on the preteen boy.
"Don't shoot the kid!" the other free officer said. "He's probably just some lowlife street rat that's begging for attention. We'll get him when he's this guy's age."
The young man glanced at the officer as he heard that he was talking about. His eyes then were laid on the path of the boy that had tried to save him. A smirk appeared on his face.
"I got a feeling I'll be seeing the kid again in the future…"
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The Valora province's jailhouse looked at modern as the entire city did. The upkeep for the jail was obviously a major priority but Jet could not quite understand why the government was so focused on making sure their jail looked… presentable.
"Maybe they want the inmates to feel at home when their in jail?" Jet said to himself, laughing at the thought.
By now, it was late into the evening and the jailhouse was under the watchful of a few security guards that were standing outside. To prevent from being seen, Jet managed to climb up a nearby tree as he kept a bird's eye view over the entrance area. Spinarak crawled onto his shoulder waiting for a command.
Jet observed the area closely. "One… two… three… four security guards. Alright, so it shouldn't be that hard then," he said looking to Spinarak. "Think you can make your Pin Missiles hit their necks?" Jet pressed the side of his neck with two fingers.
Spinarak responded with a nod as he crawled out as far as he could on the limb of the tree before releasing a fury of consecutive pin missiles, hitting each of the officers in the sweet spot on their necks. They were knocked out cold.
"Awesome, Spinarak! Let's go see if we can find that guy and get'em out of here!"
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With the five security officers down, Jet thought that it would be wise to scout the perimeter of the building to find a window. It turned out that there were several windows and Spinarak had the responsibility of identifying different inmates in order to find the guy from earlier. Jet kept watch near the front of the building, but once Spinarak returned with good news, the boy followed after his Pokemon.
They arrived at a small window near the back of jailhouse and Jet climbed up the wall, peaking into the window. Sure enough, the young man was lying on the uncomfortable bed of his cell staring at the ceiling.
"Pssst!" Jet whispered.
The young man sat up and looked at the window. He looked out through the bars of his cell to see if the guard on duty was watching. Fortunately he had dozed off during his grave-hour-shift, so the young man stood and went over to the window.
"Heh! I knew I'd see you again," he whispered. "I'm Auburn. You think you can get me out of here… uh?"
"Just call me Jet," he smiled. "And yeah I can get you out here."
Auburn nodded and said, "Awesome. But wait! Before you do anything… can you tell your Spinarak to grab my bag over there by the security guy? I've got my PokeBalls in there. It'll make this process a whoooole lot easier and quicker."
"Consider it done!" Jet whispered back as he gave Spinarak a nod.
Spinarak crept in between the bars and inside of the cell before making his way out onto hallway path. The silent pitter-patter of his feet was essential in not only waking up the inmates, but the security guard as well. Spinarak entered the security cell and found Auburn's dark blue PokeBall bag, shot a web from his abdomen to hold onto it, and brought it to Auburn in his cell. Auburn grabbed his bag and thanked the String Spit Pokemon as well as Jet.
"Hey, Jet was it? Listen kid, do me a favor, will ya?" Auburn asked, tying up his shoes and then taking out one PokeBall, not looking at the boy whatsoever.
Jet's expression turned into a confused one as he observed Auburn seemingly prepare himself to leave, "Uh… sure?"
"Meet me in those woods near the front of the jailhouse, will ya?" Auburn smirked as he stood up and dusted himself off. "I don't want you to get into any trouble with law. You're a good kid."
Even more puzzled, Jet remained silent as he observed Auburn. He seemed to be pretty confident that he would escape even without Jet's help. This assured-ness led Jet to silently agree as he disappeared from the window and ran back out to the woods where Spinarak shot down the security guards.
Auburn turned to make sure that Jet was gone. Once he was, he smirked at the bars of the cell saying, "Blair wanted one Pokemon out at a time… he's got it!" He took out a PokeBall and tossed it forward releasing his Charmeleon. As he caught the ball on the recoil, Auburn said, "Let's go Charmeleon! Fire Fang!"
"Char!" Charmeleon roared as his mouth filled with fiery embers. It began to chomp on the metal bars that held his Trainer hostage. After a few more flaming bites, the middle bars were no more and Auburn and Charmeleon were out onto the floor.
Auburn and Charmeleon ran down the hallway of the cellar, waking up a few of the inmates as they wondered how the young man was not only to escape but retrieve his Pokemon as well. Fortunately for Auburn, they hadn't released his Pokemon yet, which was procedure for anyone who was arrested as they were perceived as a threat to society in Ambassador Blair's world.
Unfortunately for the two, they reached a securely locked door that was blocking them from the lobby area of the jailhouse. By now, security officers that were inside were alerted about the escape of Auburn in addition to the sudden knocking-out of their fellow security guards who were watching the perimeter. Auburn turned his back quickly as he saw a duo of guards heading towards him with their flesh hungry Houndours.
Auburn glanced at Charmeleon and said, "Now's a good time to cook that door, Charmeleon. Overheat! I'll hold off the Houndour."
As Charmeleon unleashed a rage of flaming fury from his mouth onto the cellar door, Auburn took out another PokeBall and tossed it forward in front of the Houndours, startling them.
"Hey you can't break the law in jail!" One of the guards said.
Auburn chuckled as his Lucario was released, "How'd you think I got here in the first place, smart guy? Lucario, Close Combat!"
Lucario jumped at the two Houndour and immediately began to pound her fists into the Houndours' body parts. Faces, backs, legs, chest… you name it and Lucario made sure to put physical, harming pressure onto the Pokemon's joints. With their Houndours' on the ground, the two officers reached for their walkie-talkies and asked for backup against the loose inmate.
Auburn glanced back after receiving a quick notification in the form of a loud 'thunk' sound that Charmeleon managed to finish off the door. With Charmeleon out of strength, Auburn quickly returned his Pokemon while commanding Lucario to deliver an Aura Blast to the two officers. Lucario began to wind up her palms slowly, lifting her right leg upward towards her chest. When she stomped down on the ground and pushed her arms forward, two blue spheres of aura energy shot at the guards and blasted them into the wall. Afterwards, there was a huge uproar heard from the awakened inmates.
Auburn grinned and took a quick bow saying, "Thank you! You're too kind!" He proceeded to run out, but peaked back in. "That doesn't mean I'm letting you guys free though! Can't be too sure!"
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Jet decided to wait for Auburn in the same tree he and Spinarak were in before. For Jet, it seemed like he had been waiting for hours and the sounds of Houndour barking in the halls of the jailhouse definitely were not good signs for Auburn. Jet shifted his mouth as he looked to Spinarak who was resting on his shoulder.
"I don't think Auburn made it. Let's get out of here…"
"Oh ye of little faith!" said Auburn's voice from below Jet. He grinned as he looked up at the tree, giving him a 'thumbs up' sign. "Or however the saying goes. I don't know…"
Jet hopped down from the tree and looked at Auburn with admirable eyes, "H-how did you get out of there without a scratch?"
"Good ol' brute force. My Charmeleon and Lucario showed those guards a thing or two about locking up the wrong guys!"
"Wow that's so cool!"
Auburn grinned, jamming his fists into his pocket. He had never been considered 'cool' by anyone before. Friends were few and far between for him so he was enjoying Jet's company; the fact that Jet thoughthe was cool was just the icing on the cake.
"You held your ground pretty good back there in downtown Valora, kid," Auburn nodded, looking down at him. "You wanna hit the road with me in the morning?"
Jet smiled at this opportunity. At first he was just going to see where the road took him after he ran away from home, but now that he stumbled upon Auburn, things were looking much smoother and easier. Auburn had to be one tough cookie if he took out those guards on the inside of that jailhouse.
"You can count me in!" Jet shouted, balling his fists in excitement.
"Whoa whoa whoa…" Auburn said, placing his index finger in front of his mouth as he looked around for guards. They were still standing near the entrance of the jailhouse. "...keep it down or else I'll end up back in there on that sorry excuse for a bed. And I'm sure they won't treat you too kind if they found out about you knocking out their boys."
Jet nodded silently, covering his mouth.
"Now come on… we've got some ground to cover in the morning. I've got spot for us to lay our heads at for the night."
Auburn said as he led Jet in the opposite direction of the jailhouse. It appeared the two had formed an alliance without even knowing it. Without any question, they had looked out for each other as if they had known each other for years. A common way of thinking had an interesting effect on the relationship between two different people. Auburn was not sure what the future held for him, neither did Jet, but they both knew one thing: this was going to be a hell of an adventure.
Next - Chapter Two
The Youth of Avia!
The Youth of Avia!
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