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[PKMN FULL] Z: A Kalos Journey [M] [IC]

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Coul and Sam JP
"Sandy! Stop biting down on that Pokeball," Coul exclaimed as he bent down and pried his Pokemon's fangs off of his new Pokemon. He decided to test the Meowth out but was distracted by the sight of a kid and his Poliwag swimming down the river. He wiped Meowth's Pokeball on his gloves and stowed it away inside one of his pockets. Coul then went to the side of the bridge and waved down.

"You okay down there?"

"Huh? Oh hello we're fine!" Sam said, seeing someone above him on a bridge. Rainer, the poliwag looked up as well but seemed uninterested in the human interaction. He was too busy for that, as he was thinking of a way to deal with those deadly fishermen.

"Rainer, lets go see if that trainer has an idea for those fishermen!" Sam said, enthusiastically. "Two on two evens the odds!"

The twenty-one year old floated to the side of the water, pulling himself out with his strong back and arms muscles. The poliwag had a much easier time getting out as it simply leap from under the water onto the ground.

"Hi. I'm Sam and this is Rainer. We just came from down the river where two fishermen are poaching pokemon. We could use some help freeing those little swimmers because I'm not sure what to do about the old man's gun."

Coul was surprised to see the "kid" face-to-face. Apparently, he's not a kid anymore. "Hi, I'm Coul Remson and this here is my partner Sandy." Sandy growled in acknowledgement. "What do you mean poaching? Do you mean fishing for food?" At the sound of the word food, his Sandile growled again, this time, deeper than usual. Coul put his gloved hands into his pocket, feeling the round Pokeball of his new Pokemon. "Can you tell me some more details, but let's proceed there now."

"They were even going to eat Rainer!" Sam said. "They're that way. Lets hide so they don't see us coming. That fat, old man's gun is stronger than Rainer's Water Gun!" Coul followed the seemingly hysterical Trainer.

Heading down the way and staying relatively quiet, the squad of two trainers and their pokemon would see the fishermen at the side of the river. The younger and plumper one was laying flat on his back while the old man was knocking out captured pokemon with a club. Seems they were content on their catch... except there was a struggling Floatzel who was in the net. It seemed she was suffering from an injury that was no doubt caused by those fishermen.

The old man raised the club overhead while looking at her. Coul looked at the man with horror.

Just at that moment it was Rainer who reacted first, popping out from hiding and sending out a water gun at the old man. It appeared to save the Floatzel from certain demise as the old fisherman dropped the club when he was sprayed. Catcihng on slowly, Sam ran out of hiding to help his pokemon. Unsure what to do he bolted forward towards the old man to tackle him. The two splashed into the water, which apparently didn't even wake the fat fishermen on his back. The younger one woke up with the commotion and was utterly confused with the sight of the older one and a stranger straggling it out on the river. But, his senses quickly got hold of him and went for the hauled Water-types. Coul stood in his way, with Sandy growling through his teeth.

Rainer wobbled quickly towards the captured pokemon. He bit the net hold them but it wasn't doing much. Then the Floatzel noticed what was happening and came to. In an instant the net was obliterated by one of the water pokemon's strong moves. Not even Rainer knew what happened. But freeing herself and whatever pokemon were with her, allowed them all to escape back into the river.

Sam surfaced, getting air and searching for the old man.

"Uh.. Coul! Do you see the gun?" Sam asked.

"No!" Coul said, his head whipping back and forth. The younger fisherman seemed apprehensive with the growling Sandile. "I don't see any gun around!"

Rainer looked around, not really sure what to do now but was content hoping into the boat of the fishermen.

"Poli!" It said, trying to alert Sam and that other human. There were four fishing rods sitting in the boat, along with bait for capturing pokemon.

Sam climbed out of the water then looked in the boat where his pokemon was hoping up and down.

"Huh, no gun here either. But hey, lets take their rods so they can't injure pokemon like that again. I'll take two and you can take two!" Sam grabbed them... only to be stopped by the oldman who's body was half submerged. In his hands was the gun, pointed right for the swimmer. Coul looked at Sam and saw the development. "Sandy, stay here." Coul whispered to his Pokemon. "Don't move," he said to the younger fishermen and then he jogged towards the river.

"Ain't going nowhere!" The old man said. Seems he was really durable having taken a couple of Rainer's attacks and even Sam's own tackle. Coul heard the threat and surprised to see a gun. He knew he needed to act fast. He was not a great swimmer so he couldn't reach the two in time. "Catherine, go!" Coul threw the his other Pokeball towards Sam and the boat.

The feline appeared, looking confused and startled at the same time. Coul quickly got his dex out and pointed it towards Catherine and smiled. "Hypnosis!" The Meowth, while seemingly unable to comprehend where he was, understood the command. She purred a very soft purr, very much like a lullaby. He hoped it was enough to send the man to sleep. He risked a look back towards the younger fisherman but Sandy was doing a very good job of keeping him at check.

The old man shot in the air... missing! As he listened to the Meowth he couldn't help but feel drousy so he flopped over on his back and started floating into deeper water.

Sam, get sleepy as well and feel onto his back while in the boat. Rainer was fine, so he leap on top of his trainer and proceeded to slap sam in the face until he woke up.

"Oh.. uh. Hmm what happened?" He asked, sitting back up then looking around. He noticed that there was a Meowth there. "Oh hi. Guess you came to save the day! Thanks! Coul? Ah Coul, take these two fishing rods." Sam got out of the docked boat with the rods in both hands.

"You came to my rescue, I owe you one!"

 

Jay

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- Featuring Drew Tucker -



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Over the Bridge - Part 2
Current Location : Route 02

Brandon paused. He heard a familiar voice behind him, but he was praying it wasn't who he thought it was. "J-Jackson? Y-you're friends with Drew?" He stammered. His gaze bounced between the two trainers who had cornered him. Many of those passing them on the bridge seemed to ignore the situation he was in. "Hey, piss off man, I'm just trying heal my new pok?m-"

"The pok?mon whose leg you broke?" Drew butted in, putting on a braver face now that he knew he had an ally stronger than his enemy.

"You... what?!" Jackson fumed, taking a few steps closer and almost steaming at this point. "Listen here you worthless, shit eating mistake. I fucking hate people like you, who think you're the top dog just because you can pick on some kid and an innocent little pok?mon!" Jackson walked right up to Brandon, his chest puffing out making him appear huge in comparison to the scrawny little tough guy standing before him. Gripping onto Brandon's hair, Jackson nigh ripped it out as he tugged the bully's head back to force his gaze skyward. With a single outstretched palm, he presented him with a choice. "Give me the pok?mon or I'll snap your fucking neck and take it from you."

At this point, the encounter had gathered a small crowd on the bridge. Drew looked on, almost feeling sorry for Brandon at this point, but he understood that this needed to be done. Brandon had quite the reputation for deserving this kind of punishment... and Jackson had a reputation of even greater infamy that put fear enough into those around to prevent an interruption.

Brandon, was now in the clutches of one of the toughest guys at the academy. He, much like Drew, was now feeling sorry for himself. "Take the damn thing, I don't even care anymore. If Sycamore had been smart enough to see that I deserve-" Brandon was cut off by the hand gripping his hair swiftly transforming into a fist and colliding head on with his face, it cracked against the boys nose as Jackson ripped the pok?ball from his belt. "Don't. You. Fucking. Dare..." A swift upper kick of Jackson's knee crunched into Brandon's rib cage, the stronger man was careful not to break anything but there was no way that didn't leave serious bruising and potentially a fracture. "Insult Professor Sycamore!..." A downward stomping kick to the leg followed, again a fracture at most, but this one was meant to hurt like hell. "Because he was able to see you for the worthless PIECE OF SHIT THAT YOU ARE!" Dropping Buizel's pok?ball, Jackson hoisted Brandon up over his head. "And for t'record! If you ever lay a finger on Drew Tucker or talk shit to him or anyone else again?! I'll fucking K-"

"Hey, Jackson, that's enough!" The sound of Drew's voice barely reached over Jackson's. "We've got the pok?ball, that's all we came here for remember?" Drew ran over in a panic, trying to stop the onslaught from going further than it needed to. He almost attempted to pull Brandon from Jackson's clutches, but quickly came to his senses and backed away. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the pok?ball from the floor, and out popped the Buizel. The pok?mon materialized on the ground, with its leg still completely broken. "Damn." He groaned, looking down at Buizel, who looked even more hurt than it did before. He looked up at the crying Brandon, who was still being held by Jackson. This whole thing could have been avoided if he'd have taken it to the Pokemon centre first. Drew slept through a lot of classes, but he at least remembered that the pok?mon centre was the most effective place to heal an injured pok?mon. Potions wouldn't cut it for something as serious as a broken bone.

Jackson grunted and sighed as he looked at the injured buizels eyes. Without a second thought, he placed Brandon upon the floor, but before he could say another smug word, Jackson cracked him the jaw, this time not holding back as two of Brandon's teeth flew out and scattered across the bridge. He dropped unconscious quickly and Jackson shook his head in disgust before spitting next to the KO'd body.

"We need to get it to a pok?mon centre. Do you if there's one in Santalune city?" Drew asked, kneeling down to get a closer look at the injuries.

"Buiiii!" The pok?mon cried out again in pain.

Shortly after the cry, like a flash of light, a Floatzel launched onto the bridge. It's eyes glistened with a glaring desperation and upon it's lip there was a bloody gash, as if it had been hooked and torn, as it saw two trainers and a crowd of people standing around its baby, it darted towards Drew, and pounced at the rookie. After knocking him back, the Floatzel turned to her baby, before returning a much angrier gaze towards her floored opponent.

"The heck do we do here? We cant just leave it. The mother cant heal a broken bone can she?" Drew stood up, brushing the dirt off of his trousers.

Jackson tuts with a sigh and shrugs. "Look kid, I beat the shit out of your bully and got the baby back to its Mom. I ain't a doctor, so this is-" The buizel let out another howl of pain and Jackson couldn't help but wince. "Ugh just... look, we need ta get the bone fixed in place, bandaged up or somethin' where it should be. Mon's are tougher than us, it should 'eal natural that way but with big Momma stoppin' us that won' be easy."

Drew looked down at the Buizel again. He wanted to help him, but with his mother in the way, that was never going to happen. He grabbed the pokeball from his belt. "I guess we gotta do it." With a toss of the pokeball, Chespin was now standing before him and raring to go. "Floatzel's the evolved form of Buizel. That means this thing's gonna be pretty strong. I'm gonna need some help here Ja-"

"Pin!" Brycen interrupted, sticking out an arm. He stepped forward, staring the Floatzel in the eyes.

Without a moments hesitation, the water evolved pokemon charged towards Brycen, encasing herself in water as she did so.

Brycen tumbled back, but managed to stand up after staggering a little. He seemed heavily damaged from the single attack, despite having the type advantage.

Jackson grimaced at the sight of Drew picking a fight but curled a fist and nodded towards his shadow anyway. "I didn't agree to this shit but- Gaspar make sure this asshole doesn't get killed, slow her on down!" Gaspar grinned with sickly spectral white teeth as his purple, spherical form shimmered into existence and rushed out of Jackson's shadow, piercing yellow eyes elongated and Gaspar cackled with a sadistic glee, catching the Floatzel's watchful stare, whom immediately shuddered despite herself and found her movements sluggish with fear.

With the Floatzel distracted, Brycen saw the opportunity to capitalize. With a command from his trainer, he charged at water pok?mon, with vines protruding from his back.

"Brycen, no!" Drew called out, alerting the Floatzel to his pok?mon's position.

"Ches!" Brycen groaned back at his trainer in frustration.

"We're standing up for ourselves, but we need to show that we're not hostile, got it?" Drew responded sternly. "Use growl instead!"

With a huff, Brycen half-heartedly turned and growled at the Floatzel. She seemed to have a moment of hesitation, but dismissed the trainer's odd behavior. She fired a stream of water, which the Ghastly and the Chespin barely managed to dodge. In response, with a nod from Jackson, Gaspar spun eerily in place, sticking his tongue out and flailing violently with a disturbing blast of spectral energy, channeling negative powers to sap the Floatzel's strength, with spite successfully performed, the Floatzel found nothing but breath escape her lips as she attempted to fire water gun once more in retaliation.

Drew curled his hand into a fist. he wasn't sure what Jackson's Ghastly had done, but it was working. The Floatzel was slowly losing its hostility. "Floatzel, please, we need to help your son. I promise you, it wasn't us that injured him!" He stepped forward. The Floatzel seemed to sniff frantically as he did so, causing him to hesitate.

While everyone but Drew was still, Floatzel took the opportunity to approach him, sniffing at his shoe. She dug her nose under his foot, raising it off of the ground... only to see that beneath it were crushed fractures of Buizel's shell. Upon her revelation Floatzel's patience was lost. She rose onto her hind legs, about to attack Drew himself, before the trainer jumped back.

"Wait! That's it! Floatzel, please, smell that." Drew exclaimed pointing at the pok?ball, and then to Brandon. He breathed a sigh of relief, as Floatzel followed the trail he set. It wasn't over yet though, as she turned her anger toward the unconscious Brandon. Ignoring that issue for a moment, Drew focused instead on the pok?ball Brandon had used to capture Buizel. "Hey Jackson, you know how to release pok?mon from these things? I must've missed that class."

Jackson considered for a moment, before giving a small grin in response. "Well, can't be trapped in somethin' that don't exist anymore." Jackson cracked his knuckles and picked the pok?ball up off of the ground, Floatzel darted her head back, staring at him for his excessive movement, however Jackson didn't even flinch as Gaspar re-entered his shadow... and he clenched his fist with every ounce of his strength until the pok?balls servos burned out, the ball casing cracked and eventually the device shattered to pieces in his hand. "You get the picture yet? We're not your enemies for fuck sake, now let us help your kid before he falls down dead."

Floatzel, for the first time since she'd arrived, seemed to be relenting. What could only be compared to the pok?mon version of a relived sigh slipped through her lips. She was clearly familiar with pok?balls and the trainers that used them. Needless to say, she wasn't a big fan of either.

Drew chuckled nervously. That wasn't exactly what he had in mind, but breaking the ball seemed to be effective enough. He walked over and picked up the Buizel, prompting its mother to dart over and stare inquisitively. "You're probably wondering, where we're going, huh?" Drew pointed over towards the other side of the forest. "Santalune City. There should be a pok?mon centre over there."

"Flo!" The Pokemon nodded, only slightly hesitating.

Jackson... actually smiled a bit, a grin spreading across his face as the situation finally started to resolve. Seems some people from the town were taking care of Brandon, carting him off while the Floatzel wasn't looking. True, Jackson would of gladly seen that asshole get torn apart by the wild pok?mon, but this was probably for the best. He approached Drew after that, smiling still and patting him roughly on the shoulder, careful not to harm the baby Buizel. "Gotta say Tucker, you did pretty good all things considered. Honestly you could have just told me the truth about what was happening, I probably woulda helped you out, not to mention..." He proceeded to lean in closer, making his face level with Drew's. "I don't like people thinkin' they can trick me, in future you had better be straight with me when it comes to what you want, I ain't fond o'liars... capiche?"

"C-Capiche." Drew again smiled nervously having completely forgotten he'd lied to Jackson about the whole thing. He considered bringing up the fact that what he said wasn't completely untrue, but he didn't foresee that ending well for him. It was strange though, he didn't actually feel as nervous around Jackson as he had before. In fact, after this, he was actually starting to kinda like him. He'd never seen him smile before for starters... unless he was beating someone up, but even then it was more so terrifying than anything.

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As the crowd finally cleared, partially of their own accord and more so due to the stern glare of an irritated Jackson, the two trainers stood alone with Floatzel and her injured child. They had both calmed down considerably in the time it had taken for everyone to clear away. It seemed all that was left to be done was to take Buizel and escort Floatzel to Santalune City so that Buizel could be given proper medical attention. Jackson sighed and approached Drew slowly, just about done with the whole situation and ready to finally get on the move towards Santalune City.

"Now then, let's get this little guy to-"

KA...THOOOM!

Along the Avance Trail, more than a few people jumped and one or two let out cries of shock at the sudden loud noise coming from the other side of Santalune Forest. Jackson immediately focused his gaze on the trees. It didn't take long to see the problem. "Smoke...?" From the far side of the woods, a large cloud of smoke was rising to blot out part of the horizon. What the hell was going on? They couldn't bring an injured child towards that. Quickly lighting a cigarette off of Gaspar, Jackson tapped shoulder.

"You gotta keep that kid safe... so I'll go on ahead, whatever that is it's dangerous for sure, so you try to stay clear of it got it?" He didn't give him time to reply. With a quick dash, Jackson took off towards the forest, he was like a bloodhoundoom when things smelled of danger... and this whole situation reeked.

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ODETTE RADIUJU
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Grace? ?
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HIVE MIND?//?Route 2

She watched the breeze play with the flowers by the side of the road. The forest was in sight, but Odette decided to take a break before delving into an area where the wild Pok?mon would likely be much more dense. She sat on a small wooden bench, and was going through her Pok?dex entries. She'd managed to find several wild Pok?mon already: a group of Pidgey had been pecking at the grass, she'd noticed Cottonee and Ledyba floating overhead, and there was even a brief kerfuffle with a Zigzagoon - but that had been swiftly dealt with by Grace's Confusion. She pouted her lips, lost in thought, but none of the Pok?mon she encountered so far she deemed fit to join her side. She needed power. Or at least potential.

It was at that moment that a slight buzzing entered Odette's ears. She recognized the hum, in fact. She stood up and listened carefully to pinpoint the origin of the sound... and then quickly turned in its direction. Sure enough, a Combee was fluttering through the air, no doubt to find honey for its hive.
This was perfect. Combee was a Pok?mon common in Sinnoh, and Odette knew just what certain Combee could evolve into. She pointed her Pok?dex towards the Pok?mon to make sure. Its mechanical voice confirmed her suspicions.
Combee, the Tiny Bee Pok?mon. The trio is together from birth. It constantly gathers honey from flowers to please Vespiquen.

Vespiquen. Exactly. That was just the air of grace and power she desired in a Pok?mon. Vespiquen were the queens of their hives, ruling over all below them, while they toiled away to provide for their mistress. Odette's lips curled into the slightest smirk at the thought. It was the perfect addition to her team.
Of course, Odette knew that with just her Grace to pave her way, a Vespiquen would be no match - they'd be wiped out with a single Attack Order. But surely if she played her cards right... it should be possible to find a Combee female fluttering about somewhere. And so she carefully approached the male in front of her.

The male Pok?mon was busily flying from flower to flower, gathering nectar and spreading pollen. It didn't seem to pay the human approaching much mind. That is, until she started getting dangerously close. Combee buzzed nervously, and decided to keep its distance from the trainer... but she kept approaching further. Eventually, it couldnt take it any longer, and quickly flew off in the direction of the forest.

Just as Odette had hoped. Combee were naturally careful, and she had been waiting for it to flee. It would surely return to its hive to reconvene with its fellows, after all. She took off on a jog to follow after it, the Combee accelerating further upon it being chased. Odette tried to keep an eye out for others of its kind as they presumably approached its home, but she soon had to focus thoroughly just to not lose track of it between the trees. Its speed was quickly catching up to her though, and the terrain wasn't making running any easier... After it flew over a high bush, Odette was ground to a halt, and rested her hands on her knees to pant. Thoroughly out of breath, she faced the ground trying to catch it... But when she calmed down and looked around, she realised she wasn't on Route 2 anymore.

She could hear the buzzing, however. No longer that of a single Combee either - it was clearly a large conglomerate in the distance. Cautiously moving further through the trees, she approached the sound further, wary for any surrounding Combee... specifically of the female variety.

But soon it came into view. The hive was of an impressive size, with Combee flying back and forth, and a large number simply guarding the entrance. Odette spied around intently for a red dot on one of the Pok?mon, but with the sheer number it was hard to tell them apart. She tried to lean into the bushes a little further to get a better perspective, but...

There was a loud crack... followed by a muffled bang.

She misstepped. Her foot hit a branch and it made such a loud sound that it startled her - trying to step back she tripped over a root, and fell backwards. She immediately tensed up, trying not to move a muscle to try and keep her location hidden, but it was obviously too late.

Loud, angry buzzing came closer at a high speed. A large group of Combee, determined to defend their home, surrounded her... and started building. The Combee grouped together, flying in close junction until their bodies formed a wall. The girl was surrounded by angry little insect faces, and simply the incessant rustling and buzzing filling her ears made her feel disgusted to the bone.

Odette called out Grace in desperation, ordering her to use Confusion to blast the wall open for them to leave, but it was no use. No matter how many Combee Grace threw with her telekinetic power, the impact was too minor, and another would come to replace it almost immediately. There was no end to them in sight...

Odette gritted her teeth in frustration, but then grabbed Grace and held her in her arms in front of her.
''I'm not sure what they're going to do... but it's not safe for you to stay here, Grace. Their Bug-type attacks will incapacitate you in an instant. You know what you must do, don't you?''​
Grace struggled in her hands, shaking her head and waving her hands desperately before Odette gave her a stern look and issued her command.
''Teleport!''​

 
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Santalune Forest​


Santalune Forest is a haven for pok?mon of all types and natures. the wondrous green trees and shafts of light piercing down from the evening sun above give a very peaceful and pleasant attitude to the area. Much of the forest is shaded due to the tightly knit treeline and the road forward is marked by a beaten dirt trail with long grass on either side. Wild pok?mon are present here in abundance and a happy co-existence between man, pok?mon and nature is struck. All is usually well, but something is terribly wrong. To the North of the forest a group of shady individuals have harassed and released an aggressive number of fire types into the forest and they've gone on a rampage, starting a massive forest fire that's spreading at an alarming rate. Whether your exploring the peaceful groves or braving the raging flames, Santalune Forest awaits.



Pok?mon Available:​
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Pok?mon available to those in possession of a fishing rod or to those undertaking Mission 7:
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Missions:​
This Stage introduces ? missions. ? missions are special missions that often times will provide a player character with some unique rewards that may open up more unique mission opportunities down the line, as well as create the hooks needed for some unique personal plot developments for the writers savvy enough to use them creatively.

It is imperative to note that ? missions are designed to create and set up interesting developments for all characters down the line. Every mission and post is worthwhile and equally important to every character's personal plotline (all of which I am immensely enjoying thus far). ? Missions are only here to help push the main plot forward, as well as to allow players to have a more active role in said plot, thus allowing inidividual player stories and an overall narrative to exist side by side harmoniously.

Certain ? missions will have a player limit, allowing or forbidding multiple players from signing up for one as a JP.

There will usually be an average of 0-2 ? missions per stage, as such many players may desire to undertake them. So, for 24 hours after a new stage is posted, anyone (or any group) may claim a ? mission and of those who do a dice will be rolled to determine who receives it. We hope this will also allow those trainers not interested in the current ? missions to have a better chance at getting the regular missions they want!

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This stage will also introduce repeatable and open missions. Repeatable missions cannot be claimed and can be undertaken by anyone, at any time during the stage, multiple times if desired. If a single player does a mission multiple times, they will only be able to claim the reward twice, however. Open missions are much the same, but any one player may only complete and open mission once.


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Finally the amount of regular missions per stage has increased from 9 to 12.

Now then! Onto the missions.



? Mission:​
The source of the fire is hidden behind a wall of raging flame at the North-East section of the forest, you've seen Jackson Crane sprinting through the woods in this direction, for your own reasons you decide to head there as well.

Reward: Team Cinder Identification Card

Restrictions: 1 player only. Player will be JPing with GM Jay playing as Jackson Crane and ???.




REPEATABLE Mission 1:​
Strange men and women with black suits and menacing auras have released a hoard of wild Houndour and Growlithe into the forest... thus starting a raging fire! Someone needs to calm these pok?mon down and quick!

Reward: 300 Pok? + 1 Burn Heal



Mission 2:​
A lone Pineco has been badly burned and injured by the roaring flames, the tree it once resided in has fallen and not only trapped it into a secluded grove, but blocked off the most convenient route through the forest. Pok?mon Ranger Francis is doing his best to clear the way and carry the Pineco to safety, but his only pok?mon, a pansage, is ill suited to putting out the flames.

Reward: 3 Rawst Berries + 1 Ranger's Red Jacket.



Mission 3:​
Flames have surrounded an innocent family of Weedle and Kakuna! A wild Beedrill has been driven into a rage due to this situation... Lenny the bug catcher hates to see his favourite types in such pain and he's willing to give a nice reward to anyone who can stop the Beedrill and put out the flames.

Reward: Bug Net



OPEN Mission 4:​
The Kalosian Pok?mon Rangers have arrived on the scene of the fire and are doing everything in their power to assist in the containment of, extuinguishing of and protection from the flames. As well as this they are attempting to rescue and calm various wild pok?mon on the scene. Assist the Rangers in their tasks for morals, reward or both.

Reward: Honorary Ranger Membership + 1 Berry of your Choice + 250 Pok?



Mission 5:​
The Gym leader of Santalune, Viola, loves photography... however a pesky Ninjask is just too fast to snap. Working with Viola's Masquerain, track down and get a shot of this pesky critter and hand it over to Viola for a nice reward.

Reward: TM Struggle Bug



Mission 6:​
Youngster Joey has finished his argument on the route before and he's raring to go with all of that anger. His rattata is in the top percentage of all rattata and he's betting his Dad's special pok?ball on his claim. Go prove this kid wrong.

Reward: 300 P + 1 Heavy Ball



Mission 7:​
The police have sealed off the Northern Entrance to stop people from getting too close to the fire... But a few dedicated bug catchers have snuck in and can't be found anywhere. Track them down and send them back, the police can handle them from there. These cops are probably paying too.

Reward: 800 Pok?



Mission 8:​
The Roselia Fountain in Santalune city has stopped flowing... and the natural water source fueling it, a lake in the forest, needs to be checked out. Lass Anna has volunteered to look into it, but the police say she's missing. Some investigation might be required, for the lake and for Anna herself. Officer Darius, on the scene, may have some scuba gear on hand...

Reward: TM Water Pulse



OPEN Mission 9​
They say that a man sitting atop a large hill deep in the forest knows the mystical secrets behind a pok?mons inner power. Aspiring trainers might find this local tale to be worth pursuing... though the hill is often frequented by wild pok?mon...

Reward: TM Hidden Power



Mission 10:​
A strange man in a black and orange suit is hiding in the bushes... desperate for someone to distract the police so that they can get away. They call out to nearby trainers for help. Turning them in, or just ignoring them, is the right thing to do... but he does seem to be offering a rather hefty reward of money.

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They say that in the center of the wood, through a mysterious passageway surrounded by vines and stone, the mysterious forest heart maze can be found. A hedge based underground mess of routes and turns, old Kalosian legend states that a giant Rhyhorn, walks its halls as guardian. However, at the center? A way out... and an outstanding prize besides.

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There you are, minding your own business, when your belt feels suddenly lighter. Turning in surprise you see leaping through the trees... an Aipom has nagged one of your pok?balls (maybe empty, maybe full). Rush after this Ball Bandit and reclaim what's yours!

Reward: 1 Dive Ball, 1 Dusk Ball + 1 Net Ball

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In My Way
Current Location : Santalune Forest

With a loud thud, the Caterpie's body slammed against the burning tree trunk. It rolled slowly onto the floor, its body was broken and bruised when it sunk limply into the flaming brush beneath it. It made not a single sound more as an ominous silence hung in the air.

It was pierced only by his roaring laughter, he almost teared up with the humor of it all. People actually caught these shitty things? Added them to their list of life long friends? How worthless could you get right? He brushed the soot from his black suit and took a second to affix his red tie, his grin hanging lazily at the bottom of his gaunt face and his eyes peering with perdition around the burning forest area.

His name was Gabriel Artece, he was a Team Cinder Admin, chosen solely for his inexhaustible ability to do whatever it was his superiors ordered. He didn't ask questions, he didn't hesitate, all he needed was results. So long as the end result Team Cinder desired came about? He didn't care what it was he had to do. Still, how boring these other members were... the way the five or so other men and women, clad in black suits laced with orange, stared at him like he was sort of animal.

That Caterpie had been in his way? Everything else burning in the flames was going to die anyway... so what if he'd killed it early? What did they think they were better than him because he was willing to be more direct? How disgusting.

He fingered the weapon on his belt, it was so rare for someone to carry a gun in Kalos so he felt extra special that his boss had given him the privilege. As he took it into his hand and gazed along the barrel, a number of the Cinder Grunts flinched, not a single one commented, but even they were unnerved by his actions. His gaze narrowed and he let out a little sigh.

"You think you can get away with judging your superior? Is that it?" He shook his head, genuinely disappointed in them. "Did you think I wasn't paying attention?" He rose the gun and swung it haphazardly in an arc. A number of the subordinates screeched, one or two reached for their belts. They were given weaker pokémon for a reason... Gabriel had an edge over them in every field of combat. It was part of his seniority, had they already forgotten?

"Let's take a moment and remind ourselves of our goals, okay?" He said, a faux cheeriness reaching into his vocal tones. "Team Cinder, rising from the ashes to tear down the establishment, everything in futility removed, only we remain." He rattled off the creed as if he were back in boot camp. "Get it? Why should we feel bad about getting rid of things directly? We should be proud to remove futility with our own hands." Sweat from the increasing heat of the trees around them coupled with the stress of the current situation began to trickle down the grunts foreheads, the sounds of snapping twigs could be heard from amidst the roaring flames.

"So let's do a training exercise! We're going to go right back to basics... maybe that'll get through those thick skulls." He swiftly rose the gun and aimed the barrel at each and every individual there in turn. They froze, not moving an inch. The silence was palpable, thick enough to be cut with a knife. "Tell you what. I'm going to go ahead and remove another pointless effort from this world. So the next person to move..." He playfully rubbed the barrel of the revolver to the side of his own skull. "Boom! Haha... it should make for some momentary entertainment."

Nobody budged, not even an inch. One of the women standing around Gabriel felt tears rolling down her face but she didn't dare even blink. "What? Nobody? Did you all learn your lesson? All going to play by the rules?" He cackled. "Well... too bad! Too bad! That's all part of the game!"

Instinctively all of the heads present bar Gabriel's turned to look as the crying woman let out a bellowing scream of pain, a jet of fire engulfed her body and she desperately attempted to rip off her swiftly burning clothes. Gabriel however, was unimpressed. "You're too fucking loud."

KATHOOM

The screaming suddenly stopped, the women hung limply in a standing position for just a moment longer, stream of blood dripping from the hole now drilled in her forehead... and she dropped to the floor. Revealing the dark and snearing glare of the Houndoom behind her, licks of flame still leaking from its mouth, remnants of his flame thrower from mere moments before.

"You see yet?" Gabriel stated tiredly to break the silence now gripping every grunts throat. "Even when we play the rules..." He idly swung the gun around his finger. "It's all just pointless. So there isn't any need to hold back, not really." It took a few moments, however eventually, be it out of psychopathy or fear, the grunts nodded their agreement to their Admin.

Laughing wildly as his Houndoom ran off into the burning woods, Gabriel cracked another sadistic grin.

"Glad you all get it... now if we're all done being so judgy, there's still a lot of green to go before there's nothing left but red."


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"Rainer.. that's.. a... haha I don't even remember its name." Sam said, walking alongside the river with two new, old rods. He didn't really need two of them but taking both prevented those poachers from taking pokemon. Now Sam could also catch pokemon from the waters of any place in Kalos. One such pokemon, a small blue bipedal with a big smile and tail was lurking in the water beside them. It seemed utterly unaware of their presence.

"Poli!" Rainer interrupted. It wasn't very happy that its partner wasn't able to identify a wooper when he saw one.

"Lets see if it'll come up for a chat." Sam said, using an old rod to catch the woopers attention.

It seemed to work, the small blue pokemon stopped in its tracks to inspect the line and hook sunk into the water. But it lost interest real quick, going around the hook instead.

"Huh, guess it's got no interest in us huh." Sam said, disappointed.

Rainer was fine, woddling beside sam with an unamused expression. It really didn't want to entertain the thought of having another living being, especially some random wooper, for it to worry about. There were more serious matters to think on... like the gloomy smoke up ahead. A fire maybe? It was big.

"Poli!!" It said, alerting sam.

"Oh.. wow look at that we better go ahead and see what's happening." Sam dropped the fishing rod without thinking, allowing it to sink into the water. He didn't realize he was dropping it and had another anyway.. but when it fell in it struck the wooper in the water.

Sam and Rainer hurried into the forest of Santalune. Behind them the small blue pokemon wooper followed with the old rod held up in its mouth. What it wanted was simple, return this funny looking doo-dad to that human and poliwag!
 
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Baptism Through Fire
Santalune Forest - Santalune Lake

"Guess we'd best get a move on ourselves. Apparently I'm doing this alone." Drew sighed as he watched Jackson dart off into the forest. The Floatzel beside him seemed rather offended by the remark, but he paid her no mind. Wrapping him up tightly in his hoodie, it occurred to Drew that breaking the Pokeball Brandon had used to catch the Buizel maybe wasn't the best of ideas. Carrying him all the way through…that wouldn't be easy. He glanced up at the smoke peering over the forest. That could be a problem.

The thick cloud of smoke that loomed over the forest gave it a dimmer tone that usual. Drew was well acquainted with Santalune forest, and even still, this was too dreary. He'd passed a few interesting looking pokemon that may have made good additions to his team, but the restless and very warm sea Weasel in his hand was an adequate reminder that he didn't have time for that. Mother Floatzel surely wouldn't have been too tolerant of any stoppages either.

Drew trudged forward. He found himself increasingly flustered as the heat began to pinch away at his skin. He was panting. Santalune forest was huge. He remembered it being smaller. His vision began to blur as…SPLASH! He shook his head as a stream of water washed across his face.

"Flo!" Floatzel stared intently at the Buizel as she adjusted her water gun, in order to rehydrate her son. She glanced back up at Drew, whose soot powdered exasperated expression had turned to a soggy flabbergast. Much better.

"Hey, what the-huh?" Drew began, before Floatzel turned and darted away. After a moment of hesitation, the frustrated and defeated young trainer chased after the pokemon, stumbling through a few bushes as he did so.
The young trainer collapsed through the line of shrubbery, barely managing to swivel enough to save the baby in his hands from being crushed. He staggered to his feet, turning to see an open lake amongst the burning trees. "The lake?" He furrowed his brows, looking across the open body of water. He never thought he'd be so disappointed to see such a thing. He burrowed through his bag, unveiling a map from amongst the contents. "This is a huge detour you know? The map says Santalune is in the other direction."

"Zel!" Floatzel ordered, pointing towards the water.

Drew was fairly certain he understood what was going on at this point. He stuffed the map back in his bag and took of his seared T-Shirt, revealing the burn marks across his body. He winced at the sting as the cold water touched the blemishes. It was refreshing though. They'd barely gotten halfway through and it had already taken this much of a toll on his young body.

"Thanks for that. We should carry on though. Buizel looks like he's really in some pain." Drew looked down on the mother licking her child with sympathetic eyes. Maybe Jackson should've been the one to take them, since he was already finding this to be an impossible task. He wrapped Buizel back up into his hoodie and collected himself. He was going to get this done.

"Pssst…Hey kid." A mysterious voiced whispered through the bushes.

Drew glanced around nervously, but it was long before the source of the noise revealed itself.

A tall man wearing a rather dapper black suit emerged from the treeline. The flaming trees reflected off his shades, which made it impossible to see his eyes from where he was. The man's most telling feature was his rather inconspicuous black goatee. "You know your way out of this place? I…got lost in the flames."

Drew raised a brow. He had no reason not to help this man, but he didn't really need another person to have to escort right now. "How about I give you my map? I know my way back to the path from here and as long as I follow that, I can find my own way out."

The man seemed to reel back at the suggestion, before straightening up and fixing his sunglasses. "See, that wouldn't be a problem, except for the fact that the main route has been cut off by a tree that's burned down. You're gonna need the map just as much as me it seems."

Drew sighed. "I know what I'm doing. Just follow me and I'll get us both out of this place, I guess." He stood up and gestured for the man to follow him back onto the path.

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"You came to my rescue, I owe you one!" Sam said, before hopping away without waiting for Coul to respond. What a rude man. Coul then remembered his new Pokemon and quickly removed his clothes and swam his way towards the boat. The old fisherman was quietly sleeping on his back, floating on the water while the younger one was nowhere to be seen. "Meowth?"Coul called out. On the middle of the boat is his Meowth, shivering. "Come, I'll take you back to shore." Coul climbed into the boat, water dripping everywhere. The Meowth screeched as water droplets started hitting it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Coul repeated. So my Meowth is apparently scared of water? Why? Is it why it's so dirty?

Coul took out Catherine's, the nickname he gave his Meowth, Pokeball and called it back. He could not carry it over the water as he was sure the Pokemon would struggle a lot and it might wound him or something. Sandy was patiently waiting by the sandy riverbank. "Hey, Sandy, let's go now. No point in staying here." Coul grabbed the two rods Sam gave him. Why Sam took it, Coul had no idea. He stowed it away in his bagpack and decided it was time he go to Santalune Forest. He walked in the general direction of the forest and was a worried he saw black smoke arising from the treetops.

"What the...?!" Coul exclaimed. "Sandy, let's go!" Coul could not believe that he could not catch a break.

 
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"And so, the courageous of the Froakie and Elekid launched one final, powerful attack that sent the wild and ferocious Usaring fleeing from the scene. The wild group of Bunnelby, in awe of their saviors, gifted Rai and myself some of their precious elemental stones. With the heartfelt thanks of the Bunnelby family still warm in our hearts, the two of us bid our farewells to the rabbit Pokémon and set off for what adventures may be awaiting us in the depths of the Santalune Forest."

"There, all done!" Avril exclaimed, proud of her next piece of literary work as she closed her notebook with a grin.

The blonde girl had entered the forest sometime ago and while she was eager to see what kind of adventures she would experience in the Santalune Forest, she knew that her first priority needed to be updating her story... especially while the events of the battle she and Rai had fought was still fresh in her mind. While she and Rai journeyed together through the remainder of Route 2, the duo decided to part ways upon entering the wood. Avril really was not too sure where her former classmate had wandered off to after that. Avril had simply made a beeline directly towards the nearest stump she could find. After placing her notebook and pen back into her trainer bag, Avril turned her attention to Shino. While she had been writing, the little Froakie appeared to have dozed off, no doubt needed a small powernap after the battle he and Rai's Elekid had endured. Part of Avril wanted to let the Froakie take his nap a bit longer. However, another part of the girl also knew that the duo needed to get a move on, especially if they wanted to try and reach the next city at a reasonable time.

Kneeling by her Froakie's side, Avril gently began to nudge her Pokémon awake. "Hey... Hey, Shino... Time to wake up, buddy."

The Froakie croaked quietly, his eyes groggily fluttering open as he gazed up in Avril's direction. Avril offered her Pokémon a soft smile as he slowly climbed to his feet, his small, blue body stretching out for a moment before he quickly hopped up on to Avril's shoulder.

"Sorry to wake you up so soon, Shino," Avril began, as she began to stride her way into the forest. "It's just that I wanna try to make to Santalune City before it gets too late. I mean, I know I've got you for protection, but for some reason staying in a forest in the middle of the night doesn't exactly strike me as a safe idea... Especially when you're my only Pokémon, you know?"

Shino's eyes widened at Avril's musings. Avril was not oblivious to this and was quick to explain herself. "I'm not calling you weak, Shino. What I'm saying is that we need to embark on the second most important part of being a Pokémon trainer! We need to catch a Pokémon or two and make a team! And I have the feeling that this forest is just the place to do that." Pausing for a moment, Avril pulled out her Pokédex from her bag. While the blonde girl really hadn't had the chance to actually study over the device, she did seem to know at least how to use its basic functions. "According to the professor, Santalune Forest has a much more diverse range of Pokémon as opposed to Route 2. So, I'm sure we'll be able to find some really cool Pokémon here! We'll just have to use our senses to find that perfect choice!"

Glancing up from her Pokédex, Avril and Shino began to take a look around properly for the first time. The forest for the most part seemed... quiet. It was something that struck Avril as a bit odd. Sure, she really wasn't expecting it to be loud, like a rock concert or anything of the sort. However, she did think at the very least one might be able to hear the faint chirping of some bird Pokémon or even the chattering of a wild Rattata. Also now that the girl was taking in the sights of the Santalune Forest for the first time properly, she seemed to be picking up the faint scent of smoke wafting through the air. She really didn't think much of it, though. She was sure that trainers probably camped out in the forest all the time. Shino on the other hand, seemed to be a bit more uneasy. Avril could feel the Froakie tighten his grip on her shoulders, slowly sliding down as if trying to hide behind her back again.

"What are you acting so weird about, Shino?" Avril questioned, glancing over her shoulder at the Froakie. "You're such a fidgety little guy, you know that?"

Shino croaked out weakly, offering what sounded to be something like an apology as he slowly climbed his way back up to Avril's shoulder proper. Avril opened her mouth to say something again to the Froakie, at the very least to calm her nerves. However, the faint sound of something hooting seemed to catch both the attention of her and Shino. Slowly, the duo turned to the left and began to quietly trudge their way through the forest. Gradually, the duo came to a small clearing in the wood. A small stump stood in the middle of the forest... and on top of that stood a rather peculiar, owl-like creature. Taking hold of her Pokédex once more, Avril aimed the device at the creature to get a better read on it.

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"Hoothoot, the Owl Pokémon. It has a perfect sense of time. Whatever happens, it keeps rhythm by precisely tilting its head in time."

Avril smiled as she carefully tucked her Pokédex away. "Hoothoot! This is the perfect kind of catch I was just talking about! It's so different compared to the common Pidgey and Fletchling that we always saw back on Route 2 and in Aquacorde... I have to catch this thing."

Avril wasted no time in reaching into her trainer's bag and pulling out one of the Pokéballs she had tucked away inside. The blonde knew that in order to catch a wild Pokémon, one needed to properly battle it, weaken the target down, and then catch it with one of the round, capsule-like devices. However, if the wild Hoothoot never saw the ball coming, then surely that meant that Avril could catch it without having to hurt it at all. Not to mention that it would look pretty impressive in her story if she managed to make her first catch a flawless one. The blonde girl smirked as she knelt down, Shino quietly sliding off of her shoulders as she readied the ball. Her eyes narrowed, focusing on aiming the throw she was about to make... and then without warning... the girl tossed the Pokéball with all the energy she could muster. The ball flew across the air and smacked right up against the wild Hoothoot, causing the owl Pokémon to screech in surprise. Avril and Shino watched with intense focus as the Hoothoot was quickly pulled up into the ball in a red beam of light. The ball quickly fell to the ground and began to wobble back and forth... Once... twice... three times... and then... the ball suddenly snapped back open! The Hoothoot was quick to fly out of the Pokéball, which shattered to pieces upon its escape.

It was quick to land back on the stump, anger in its eyes as it turned to face both Avril and Shino. The feathers on the Hoothoot began to ruffle up as it glared... Avril cursed under her breath. She had a feeling this catch was going to get a lot messier than she planned.
 
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Brie never thought that she would have any reason to regret getting Toffee for a partner. Oh boy, was she wrong. Toffee was bouncing everywhere and getting goo all over everything that it was almost amusing. Almost. The fact that five drops of goo have landed on her shoes was enough to make her relatively pissed. These were brand new too! She couldn't help but internally cry over them even though she knew she specifically chose her footwear as she knew they were going to be sacrificial. This is all for the sake of being a contest star... She thought, now sounding much like a mantra as she had to stop her Goomy from unintentionally tormenting yet another Pokemon with her rambunctiousness.

"Come on, Toffee. That's enough-- Oops," She said, now noticing the extra trainer that was in hurricane Toffee's path... with slime all over his and his Pokemon's body... "Heh, sorry about that. My Goomy can be rather... hyperactive." She muttered, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she quickly got spare tissues from her bag and gave it to the trainer, who gladly accepted it with a thanks and wiped off his Pokemon first before cleaning himself, starting with the goo all over his blonde hair.

"Heh, it's alright. I assumed she was also getting quite rambunctious like the other Pokemon.." He said, his Zigzagoon nodding. "We saw this bird being a jackass to the Cottonee up ahead. I tried to fight it with my Zigzagoon, but that went horribly wrong."

She blinked, now looking at the Zigzagoon properly. It seemed to be panting, it's fur disheveled, like it had been in a big battle. "Couldn't catch the bird up in the air, not enough power yet?" It did not look cute right now, although maybe when it was already well rested... She can just imagine it already, a healthy Zigzagoon for the more physical parts of the contest. Very cute.

The trainer nodded, "Yeaah. Bad idea, I know. But I had to do something. Those poor Cottonee were going to get rocketed to space if the Fletching keeps continuing to use them as tennis balls, you know?"

It was at that point, that Kade chose to walk past the pair of trainers and overheard their discussion. He wasn't the type to intentionally eavesdrop, in fact, he was so wrapped up in thinking of all the cool maneuvers he could have Stratus, his Starly, use in battle that he hadn't even noticed that one of the people speaking was Brielle from the Trainer School.

At the mention of a Flying-typed Pokemon however, Kade immediately snapped to attention, pivoting back around and making a B-line towards the pair. Stratus, who was perched comfortably on his shoulder, let out a screech and dug her claws into her trainer at the sudden change in direction. Wincing in pain, Kade cut into the conversation.

"Sorry, did you say something about battling a Fletchling? Where is it? I'd love to go see it! Looking at your Zigzagoon, I bet it's really something. Oh, hey Brielle, when did you get here?" he blurted out, not really realising he'd not so much breezed into their conversation but had rolled in like a storm.

"...And a wild Kade appeared." She looked at her... friend... who just popped out of the blue and into the perfectly normal conversation that they were having. She chose to hide her annoyance at his antics, "I was always here." Toffee looked up at the new trainer-friend, he seemed friendly! She bounced over to the trainer and immediately tackle-glomped him, getting slime all over his clothes. For once, Brie didn't stop her, watching her Pokemon molest Kade with a small smirk.

The Zigzagoon just watched the sight in front of him with a confused expression. What the hell was going on?

"Oh! You were? My bad!" Kade said, oblivious to Brielle's irritation and also to the bemused looks of the Zigzagoon and its trainer. Kade, picking up the slimy Goomy without much of a care and absent mindenly stroking its head, turned back to the trainer who had encountered the Fletchling. "So, where can I find the Fletchling? I want it."

Oh boy! This trainer didn't run away and she didn't get scolded by Brie! This has to be the Toffee jackpot, the Pokemon thought as she enjoyed this other trainer's special pats. Brie however just rolled her eyes. Of course Kade wouldn't mind. He's Kade. "How about the poor Cottonee, Kade?" She said, "Actually... I don't remember what a Cottonee looks like." She reached down to get her Pokedex and checked, the screen lighting up to display an image of a small, fluffy Pokemon with a pair of leafy apendages.

When it finds others of its kind, they all stick together. When enough of them have collected, the mass resembles a cumulonimbus cloud.

"Oh my gosh it's so cute." She had to get that Pokemon. "Where is it so I-" Brie looked at Kade, "-we.. can help it?"

"It's up ahead in a clearing by Santalune Forest..." the trainer said, thereafter excusing himself and hurrying off to take care of his Zigzagoon... and also to escape the strange pair. Kade placed Toffee on the floor, much to the relief of Stratus who was now grumpily preening goo from her feathers atop his shoulder, and gestured in the appropriate direction.



It wasn't long before the pair (for want of a better word) of trainers arrived in a small meadow. Small cotton spores covered the area as an enormous colony of Cottonee drifted around the area on wind currents. Several of the Grass/Fairy Pokemon were clumped together in large clusters. It was a sight that looked like it sould have been inducing giggles in the Cottonee, but instead they were glancing around anxiously, as though awaiting an attack.

"Well there's all the Cottonee." Kade said, stating the obvious, "Where's the Fletchling? Do you see anything Stratus?" he asked the Starly. she merely chirped and shook her head. Then, the grey bird took to the sky, flittering around the meadow in search of the other avian Pokemon.

"Oh my gosh... They're cuter than I thought." Brie squealed, momentarily distracted by the Cottonee to notice the bird to suddenly pop in and hit a stray one straight in the front, skyrocketing it upwards and then shooting towards it as it fell back down like it was a volleyball. Toffee growled at the bird, then nudged her trainer, slime getting into her shoes and making her notice the Goomy with a slight scowl. "Hey! ...Oh, there's the bird."

"Woah!" Kade exclaimed "That's one powerful little Fletchling. I definitely need it! DID YOU SEE THAT?!" Kade found himself gripping Brielle's
shoulders and shaking her in his excitement. Above his head, Stratus had returned and was flying around, waiting for instructions and not so subtly trying to indicate she was the better flier by needlessy accentuating what she was doing with exotic aerial maneuvers.

Brie frowned, the goo getting all over her jacket. "Please stop touching me with your slimy, slimy hands." She was already internally crying. Did Kade not know how much it costs to clean and air dry?! Brie was trying so hard not to strangle the disgusting boy. Meanwhile, the hurt Cottonee was finally dropped to the nearby grass, down for the count. The other Cottonee were trying to get away, but couldn't. Curse their flying limitations!

Toffee nudged the small Cottonee friend, whimpering when it didn't respond to her gentle hugs. She glared at the mean bird, how dare it hurt the potential friends! She nudged Brie again, using her gelatinous horns to vaguely point to the Fletchling. Brie seemed to understand, as she looked at the bird, then her Pokemon, then Kade still touching her, then back to the Goomy once more. "You can't do much right now, Toffee. It's too high. Maybe if it was a bit lower, then you can accurately hit it with a Bubble attack."

The Goomy sulked, but nodded as she went back to taking care of her new fluffy friend. Kade, however, kept grinning.

"We can probably do something about that." he said, finally letting go of the disgruntled Brielle, gesturing with his head towards Stratus who was still showing off in the air above their heads. He watched the Fletchling for a few more moments as it soared between the scared Cottonee, darting at the ones that weren't clumped together and knocking them out of the sky. "Okay, Stratus, use Quick Attack to catch up to it, then you can swat it down with a Wing Attack like we practiced."

The Starly flew one more lap over Kade's head, before in a blur of rapid movement in launched off in the direction of the Fletchling, rocketing past it before rotating in place, slamming the other bird with a shimmering wing and knocking it back towards Kade, Brielle and Toffee.Brielle smirked, slightly impressed by Kade and Stratus. "You practiced?" She chuckled, going back to her turn and nodded to the Goomy, who then immediately perked up and nudged the fainted Cottonee before releasing a stream of several clear bubbles from her mouth, hitting the bird and pushing it back. "Now, prepare your protect for the next move!"

The Fletchling seemed to be getting annoyed as it looked at the Goomy in disdain and flapped it's wings once, charging at the Pokemon at fast speed. Unfortunately, it only managed to bounce itself off the Pokemon's turquoise shield, dealing no damage to the Goomy. It seemed even more annoyed, and settled for soaring back to the sky to at least deal with the other pest.

At Kade's command, Stratus flew straight for the other bird. This time though, the Fletchling was ready for the Starly, outspeeding the grey bird and ducking under the attack. It then made a B-line straight for another of the Cottonee, striking in out of the sky with a wing shining a metallic silver. Stratus gave chase, but was slightly slower than the Fletchling, the other bird managing to knock two more close, singular Cottonee from the sky.

"Okay." Kade said, remarkably calm given the situation "New plan. It's not going for the big clumps of Cottonee so why don't we try and knock them all into each other until they're a big blob? Then it'll have to focus on us."

"...That's unusually smart of you." Brie agreed, "Toffee, think you can do it? Just keep using bubble to guide the stray Cottonee to the big bunches. It won't hurt them."

"Goooooom!" Toffee nodded, and positioned herself so that the next set of bubble attacks carefully steered the lower floating Cottonee to the big bunch. It took some tries, with some of the bubbles missing their target, but she slowly got some of them to clump together, the fluff making the Cottonee seem like a huge cloud. Once she was satisfied with her work, Toffee bounced in a circle, her cries sounding a bit like praises to herself for being such a good Pokemon! "Goomy goomy goomyyyyy~"

Brie rolled her eyes and turned to Kade, "Toffee can't really reach the rest of them from here. Think you can handle the rest?"

"I can probably think of something." Kade said, paying no mind to Brielle's earlier snarky remark. Instead he chose to focus on the problem at hand, getting all the damn Cottonee out the way so the Fletchling would pay enough attention to him to be caught. "Okay, Stratus, can you just heard them together into the big clump?"

Stratus chirped her reply and set to work. Lightly using her wings and body to bump the floating Cottonee into the gigantic fluffy mass now taking over the meadow. As she worked, she routinely found herself dodging strikes from the irritated Fletchling however as it continued to knock other Cottonee to the ground or to impede the rescue mission. As Stratus gently shepherded the fluff balls together, a streak of grey and red was constantly in her way. Finally however, once most of the Cottonee were massed together in the middle of the grassy area like an enormous cloud, she was able to turn around and retaliate with a Wing Attack, catching theFletchling by surprise with a sudden wing to the face and sending it spiralling back towards the trainers and Toffee again.

"Now Toffee, hit it with a Poison Tail and bring it back to Stratus!" Toffee stopped her circling around once she heard Brie's command and prepared for the Fletching, the longer gelatinous part of her back body glowing a toxic purple and spun once in a way that would hit the falling Pokemon with it, some excess slime getting stuck on the bird's wings and the added momentum of the hit sending it to the air and up to where Stratus was. The Fletchling seemed to be getting tired, as it took a while before it flapped its wings again and aimed for the Starly with yet another Quick Attack.

"Do the same!" Kade called to Stratus, the little Flying Pokemon becoming a blurry streak in the air as it flew towards the Fletchling at a breakneck pace. The two birds collided in the air with a loud crash, both ending up spiralling towards the ground. Stratus however hadn't taken the same kind of beating that the Fletchling had, and was able to right herself. The Fletchling was only saved from hitting the ground hard by Kade's Pokeball drawing the creature inside. The ball hit the ground with a dull thud and begun to rock back and forth. Kade waited with held breath, but eventually there was a light pinging sound and the ball fell still. He'd succeeded in catching the Fletchling.

"Woo!" he crowed, picking up Stratus and proceedng to stroke her head. "Oh and thanks for the help, Brie!" he added, still not noticing how much he'd irked her during the encounter due to his excitement.

"Yeah... sure." She muttered, smiling a bit as she watched Kade getting all excited about catching the Pokemon. Speaking of Pokemon... she slowly inched her way towards the fainted Cottonee, seeing Toffee back there nudging the Pokemon repeatedly in an attempt to wake her up. She sighed, patting the Goomy on the head, cringing as the slime stuck to her hand. Toffee seemed to be happy at the touch, her bouncy self already slowly coming back. "You seem to really like the guy, Toffee.." She paused, looking around to see if anyone other than Kade there and hid a small smirk, getting a Pokeball from her bag and looking at the Pokemon, then to Toffee. "...Want to take him with us as part of the gang?"

"Goom?" Toffee couldn't believe this! Her trainer just taking a Pokemon from their home? But... She looked at the big cotton cloud, nobody seemed to care about the fainted friend... Toffee can take care of their fainted friend! Toffee's going to be a great friend! "Goom!" She nodded, already thinking of ways that they could play together. Oh boy it's hyping her up already! "Goom, goom!"

"I'm taking that as a yes then," She chuckled, tapping the ball on the Cottonee's fluff, drawing it in. The Pokeball hit the ground with a soft thud, and it didn't take a while until the pinging sound came and the rocking stopped. "Gotcha." She smirked as she took the Pokeball and placed it back in her bag so that her new Pokemon can get some rest.



Spoiler: Kade's Inventory
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Spoiler: Brielle's Inventory
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- Featuring Laurent Hessel & Emma Kuzunoha -



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Burning Hate - Part 1
Current Location : Santalune Forest

Jackson sprinted faster and faster as the forest seemed to increase in temperature with every step he took. He saw Pokémon Rangers, clad in their signature red jackets with stylers in hand, putting out flames with help from the local lake dwelling pokémon, while others attempted to calm the Growlithe and Houndoom that seemed to grow in frequency and aggression as he marched onwards.

"Teddy! Roll to the left!" He called out, his new pokémon stumbling out of the way with a yelp as a Growlithe's attempt at an ember sailed passed. Jackson looked around with increasing worry as the fire seemed to be spreading at an allarming rate, crawling up the large wooden trees, torching the leaves upon every branch and leaving naught but ashes and cinders in their wake. One rogue fire type wouldn't be able to cause this unless it was a pokémon of significant strength and power... even then however the Ranger Corp. could easily calm one individual attacker. Jackson grimaced as he saw the intelligence in the tactics of whomever had caused this. By creating a small army of numerous weaker fire type pokémon, they divided and cut off the strength of the Rangers, while allowing themselves to work in relative safety from behind all the carnage.

On his command, Teddy scratched away at a burning log, blinding the opposing Growlithe with the burning ash. As soon as the enemy was caught off guard, Gaspar quickly rushed into its Shadow, cackling darkly as he rose up from behind and administered a horrifying ghostly link along the small puppy pokémons back. It dropped unconscious without a sound and Jackson kept moving, picking up Teddy and placing him on his shoulders while Gaspar simply remerged with his trainers shadow. Maybe whoever was doing this thought they were clever, hiding behind burning walls and closed doors, but Jackson wasn't bound by any creed or position to protect the forest, he had no qualms with approaching the enemy head on.

If anything, the sudden burst of flames that overtook Santalune Forest only made Laurent charge ahead even more quickly. He wasn't sure what drove him forward, but he had to see what he'd started through and for all he knew that Ducklett could have been hurt worse by now. Every hurt pokémon or brave ranger trying to put out part of the fire tore at his heart, but a Bulbasaur and an egg don't exactly make for great firefighting. Bernard whimpered nervously in Laurent's arms, but he pet him reassuringly and made for the direction the fire seemed to be spreading from. All this couldn't possibly be some natural occurrence, it takes effort to find the balance of chaos and direction that was on display in the forest.

Laurent began to hear padded steps behind him and taking a quick peek backwards revealed a Houndour chasing him with bursts of smoke filtering out of its nose and sparks lighting on it's fangs. While his trainer continued to run, desperately trying not to let himself tire in the face of their new pursuer, Bernard took advantage of his position in Laurent's arms and began to whip at the Houndour's feet with his vines. The vicious pokémon was momentarily vexed, but quickly regained its composure and began to spit small gouts of flame at Bernard's vines whenever they drew near, singing them until the Bulbasaur had to withdraw its extra limbs and allow the pursuit to continue unabated.

"Damnable hound!" Laurent grunted in exasperation when he felt himself start to slow down. "We don't have time to deal with rabble! Bernard, operation Vine-mine." The Bulbasaur stared up at his trainer's chin in confusion for a time, but eventually pieced together what he was getting at, While Laurent kept focused on his goal, Bernard carefully extricated a seed from the Bulb on his back, and began scanning the ground in front of them. When they reached a short patch of mostly-bare ground, Berard plopped the seed down into an ash pile along their path, then turned in Laurent's arms and peeked over his shoulder at the Houndour. He carefully watched the pyromaniac hound, and as soon as it set foor by the pile of ashes they'd passed vines and tendrils burst out explosively and wrapped around it. With their pursuer mobilized Laurent finally slowed down and stood still to take a moment's respite. "Urf...too much running with all this smoke...Bernard, dispose of the refuse!" Leech Seed hadn't failed them yet, but this was no time to take chances. Bernard stretched out two singed vines towards the immobilized Houndour, lifted it up, and flung it off into the distance and the two continued on.

Somewhere down along the forst path, Emma meanwhile watched in horror as the forest was wrapped in a sea of flames. The intel from the Pokemon Rangers was unfortunately bang on; she recieved a call from higher up that the Santalune Forest was in the middle of a crisis, and she was sent to investigate. But how did a wildfire of this magnitute even start?

"There wasn't even a cloud in this area for sometime..." she muttered to herself. "So it wasn't lightning. Someone must of done this... but why... huh?" She then heard the pattering of what it seemed like sets of footseps. Was someone running? Or were they fleeing the scene? Then she heard another set of scamerping footsteps, from a little ways from the first set. She couldn't see or make out who, or what it was due to the smoke and flames. "Maybe they're the rangers? No... the rangers are already stationed to many parts of the scene. They could be..." suspicious, Emma was left was little choice but to pursue. Something more was going on here. Her mission now, is to find out what it is.

Unaware that he was being followed, Jackson pushed on through the burning foliage with newfound determination. He saw things he'd not like to forget, pokémon that weren't lucky enough to escape the blaze could occasionalyl be seen scattered amidst the ashes as he drew nearer to the core of the inferno. He grit his teeth and his eyes nearly bulged out of his skull with the anger he felt. He needed to find someone responsible and that person needed to be punished. He had to-

CRACK!

In his distraction he hadn't noticed how weak some of the new ruined trees had become, diving out of the way he hit the dirt and had to grip Teddy by the scruff of his neck to prevent the tiny bear pokémon from being flung into the flames by his own momentum. Gaspar dashes out of Jackson's shadow as the trainer fell on top of it, his right arm burning in pain as it crashed roughly into a pile of smoldering detritus. Cursing loudly he stood up and quickly brushed off any lingering embers. The forest just got more and more dangerous the further he progressed, this wasn't good, kids played in these woods for the love of Arceus, who the hell would be so sick minded?

Suddenly his train of thought grinded to a halt and his senses perked up as he heard footsteps coming from behind him. Teddy quickly jumped down to the floor and nervously rose his paws... Gaspar shoved himself roughly into the smaller pokémons shadow, ready for a surprise attack. Jackson too, not willing to hold anything back, rose his own fists in preparation, should they have been needed. "Who the hell is there? Show yourself, you aon't gonna like what happens if I have to go and find ya!"

The telltale noise of another tree crashing down - this time ahead of him - increased Laurent's sense of urgency even further, especially when he heard familiar, angry shouting. Moments later he burst out from between two yet-unscathed trees, eyes widening at the sight of the trainer putting up his dukes as he approached. "Jackson?! Thank goodness, a familiar face! You must be desperate to get to the source of all this chaos as well?"

Jackson grimaced at the sight of the trainer approaching from the burning smog. It wasn't an enemy, well, not the one he was looking for. Professor Sycamore had always encouraged Jackson and the other students to seek out 'friendly rivalries'. He had really, really not taken well to the concept, mostly because fancy pants here was the closest thing he'd ever gotten to one. "Hessel... what the hell are you doing here? You're tellin' me your posh ass is goin' to look into somethin' this killer?"

"Why shouldn't I?" Laurent retorted, reminded all-too-soon of why he and Jackson had never gotten along. "Seeing all this carnage tears at my soul...And a pokémon I had only just saved from a gang of bullies flew in here, who knows what's happened to her." After a downcast moment Laurent shook the sadness off of his face. "But more importantly, all this can't possibly be some simple freak accident. There's order within this chaos. If that's true, then what other way could it be stopped then dealing with the source? Bernard and I shan't turn away at the sight of danger."

The pokémon within his arms stirred at his words and let out a valiant "Bulba!" As it wiggled in his grasp.

"FREEZE!" shouted an order from behind the two. It was Emma, approaching the two suspicious figures she pursued. She approached them with a stern, firm look on her face. "What do you think you two are doing here? This is a restricted zone. You two can't just waltz in here like an episode of Jackass and... wait." upon closer inspection, Emma realized, the two men looked familiar. Indeed, she knew them. "You... you're Jackson Crane, aren't you? And you're uh, Laurent Hessel? You both were in the same school as I..."

Gaspar seemed to notice that the two individuals present were not enemies to its trainer, so with a slight cackled it floated out of Teddy's shadow and back into Jackson's. The small bear in turn, lowered its claws and waddled shyly back to tug on his trainers pants until he was lifted up. "Oh yeah, remember you..." Jackson sneered a little. "Kuzunoha. First name... E... something... whatever. Seems my infamy stands for itself when dealing with the local junior detective." His gaze quickly furrowed as he glared back and forth between the other two trainers. He really didn't have time for this.

"Emma! There are fewer people I could be happier to see just now." Laurent greeted his schoolmate warmly. "With your help I'm sure we'll have this all solved before long."

"I did recieve a report to investigate the fire here," Emma explained, both arms crossed. "But obviously, this wasn't by natural means. There wasn't a cloud in the sky which means no lightning was involved, and if it was from a loose cigerette butt or an unattended campfire, it wouldn't of spread this far. I could only conclude, someone did this intentionally."

She glanced at the two young men. "Normally when people see a blazing inferno, they don't go deeper in towards a hell. What were you two up to? Were you responsible for all this?"

"Wow... that's your big conclusion? We did it? Did you miss the growlithe and houndoom going nustso on t'way in or somethin'?" As if to prove a point, Jackson pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it on one of the burning trees. It was good for some dramatic impact, but as well as that, he desperately needed one considering how badly his shoulder was starting to hurt. No more time to waste messing around with some sort of pre-emptive school reunion. "Look, it's nice that you two are here and makin' theories but to me it's gonna be as simple as this. The fire started spreadin' from this direction, so I'm gonna keep heading this way and see just what the hell is goin' on."

He was finished talking, turning from the other two, Jackson started to walk briskly in the direction he was going before. It looked as if he was about ready to ditch them and be done with it... but his pace had slowed significantly. This whole situation was making his danger sense scream like it too had been set ablaze. If he met up with these two and they ended up getting killed because he left them behind he wouldn't be able to look Mal in the eyes back home.

"I thought I'd made it clear I had no intent to stop." Laurent added, already walking alongside Jackson.

"And do you really think you can handle this alone?" Emma called out and questioned. "Just how much of a bad-ass do you think you are?"

With a grunt, Jackson turned back and glared at Emma with annoyance. "Look 'ere junior cop, I'm not lookin' to-" It was then he saw it, glinting a metallic reflection against the floating specks of flame hanging in the air. An image that brought back horrendous memories of his early years and beyond. Jackson was staring down the barrel of a gun. "Emma! Get down!" Without a moments hesitation Jackson sprinted forward, tackling the girl in front of him full force to the ground, the ear piercing sound of a bang ringing out mere milliseconds after.


Standing a few feet away, between a pair of burning trees a man in his mid to late twenties sighed with a silver revolver hanging limply in his hand, his gaze was focussed down at Jackson, before darting to Laurent and finally rolling back down to Emma. "Hey now... why'd you have to go and make this more difficult? That was my last shot too..."

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The Santalune Forest is on fire and the first thing that Coul thought of was how that would be impossibkle given there should be no fire-types strong enough to be burning down a whole forest. Coul quickly checked his Pokedex and see if there are notable fire-types that could be found in the forest. Aside from Fletchling and Pansear, there seemed to be nothing with enough firepower to cause the commotion.

Which drove Coul to ran faster into the forest and into the fire. This might be an anomaly, man-made perhaps He decided to call back Sandy into his ball so that the Pokemon will not have a hard time in catching up with him. There were several rangers and other Trainer running into the forest too. Coul hoped they were there to prevent the spreading of the raging fire. What Coul was amazed to see was how most trainers and Rangers were so calm as if they knew what they were going to do.

"Hey!" Someone called up to Coul. He stopped running and turned around, seeing a teenager, younger than him, with a bug net slung across his back. "I need some assistance! There's a bunch of Pokemon trapped deep into the forest by the fire and my Bug-types are not enough to handle the fire!" Coul nodded and jogged towards him.

"Let's go then!" the bug-catcher nodded and directed Coul towards the deeper part of the forest. Coul thought that the flames near them were not as strong as he had imagined. He pushed the thought away, attributing it to the fact that this area might not be the source of the flames and was just collateral damage. He thought he saw a Houndour bounding from the flames into the smoke but he was not really sure. According to the Pokedex, it's not possible for a Houndour to be in the area but it might be the anomaly Coul was looking for.

"It's there. Can you see it? The burning tree," the bug-catcher pointed, his hand covering his mouth and nose. Coul decided to do the same and squinted through the smoke and flames. True enough, there was a bunch of Weedle, four if Coul could count correctly, squirming against the tree, trying to avoid the flames. There were also three motionless Kakuna hanging by a branch. "I can't get to them! My Pokemon is weak to fire too!" Coul nodded.

"Leave it to me then. Can I borrow your net?" The bug-catcher eagerly gave his net. "Thanks!" Coul called out his Sandile. "Sandy, I need you to use Sand Attack on all the flames you can. Try killing most so I can safely go to the Weedles." Sandy growled in agreement. Being a desert Pokemon, Coul knew heat was nothing to Sandy. It started kicking up dust from the forest floor and covering the area in lots of dust. Soon enough, the area around them was a lot less hotter than before. "Come on Sandy!"

The two of them jogged towards the tree, with Sandy quenching most fires that Coul cannot pass through. He felt his clothing singing as embers floats through the air or a burning leaf brush through his skin. Once this is all over, I need to get back here and study. Coul and Sandy managed to close the distance between the tree and them.

However, as soon as they were approaching the scared Pokemon, they heard a buzzing sound emanating from a tree. A huge Beedrill came down in protection of her young ones. To Coul, the Beedrill looked very much agitated. He paused and looked at the Beedrill. It's bottom part was twitching which means it is ready to strike at anyone who will get to try and hurt her babies. Coul needed to wait while the flames continued to rage on around them.

Sandy wasn't as patient as his trainer, though. It seemed that it didn't notice the Beedril and accidentally sent sand flying into the Pokemon. It started buzzing annoyingly. "No!" Coul screamed as the Beedrill pointed its stinger into Sandy and attacked.

The Pokemon managed to evade the attack by burrowing underground. It retaliated with a Fire Fang which annoyed the Beedrill more. The Beedrill started attacking with a Fury Attack with its stingers which Sandy deftly evaded by burrowing undergounrd. Coul took advantage of the distraction and jogged the remaining feet towards the Weedles.

"Come here now. You're safe now," Coul crooned as he opened the bug net the bug-catcher gave him. The Pokemon were pretty untrusting of Coul so he gave each of them a little push into the net. "Don't worry. I'm here to save you." One by one, the Weedle crawled into the net. Now, the Kakunas were next. Pretty immobile, Coul though it was just a matter of prying them from the branch. However, as soon as he touched one of them, it started buzzing loudly.

"No!" Coul turned around and saw the Beedrill flying towards him! "Sandy!" The Sandile sent out a cloud of dust towards the Beedrill which slowed it down a bit. However, it was too focused on saving the Kakuna from Coul. "Catherine, come out!" The Meowth appeared. It seemed surprised to see flames around the area but also seemed to not mind it compared to water. "Hypnosis again!" The Meowth purred but the Beedrill's buzzing sound drowned out the sound Meowth was creating.

It stabbed towards both Coul and Catherine, making the latter screeched so loudly. The Beedrill managed to position itself between Coul and the Kakuna. He decided that they should first calm the Beedrill down before attempting to save the others. Between Sandy and Catherine, he couldn't imagine a way. What would I do now?



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"Look at all the fire types!" Sam said, confused and unsure why there were several, especially angry quadrupeds making a burning mess. He felt the heat of the fire near by, but when some Growlithe and a few houndours caught the human's sent they focused their spicy attention with embers flaring from their jaws.

"Yeesh!" Sam said, backing off from the flames. He didn't like sunburns already, having actual burns were way worse! No way aloe would heal that either!

"Poliii!" Rainer leap in front of Sam, quickly spraying water gun in multiple directions one at a time. He'd have these fire types tamed in a minute! They appeared to be running rampant for no reason. And being so abundant in a lush green area made it dangerous for resident pokemon and travelers. The small poliwag would put an end to that!

"Wow you're on top of this. I wish I could help!" Sam said, watching as his pokemon did all the work. But a few minutes later the poliwag was getting tired of fighting fire with water. It needed to catch its breath before it could spew out another shot.

A houndour approached, running quickly in retaliation. Just when it looked as though Poliwag was going to be taken out, something walked right in front of the charging pokemon.

"WOOOOOPER!" The smaller blue pokemon exclaimed, releasing an old rod into the air. Totally taken by surprise by the houndour, it was pushed to the ground and tumbled with the impact. The houndour on the other hand seemed ok as its intention was to charge anyway.

"Oh that's what those are called." Sam said, embarrased to have forgotten. "That's a jhoto pokemon isn't it! Ya think I would remember with that region so close by." Sam caught the fishing rod as it fell back down from the air.

"You returned this to us... that's so nice of you!" He said, basically in awe of how adorable the pokemon was... it wasn't quick to react but it got itself off the ground by throwing the weight of its head into the air.

"Poli!" Rainer thanked the wooper. It hadn't realized that sam dropped the fishing rod in the first place. Not that it really mattered since he had the spare.

"Woooper~~?" Dazed by the attack, the wooper wobbled around for a bit but approached the trainer and his pokemon. It stopped when it smacked itself into Sam's leg. Falling onto its back, it remained a dizzy until Sam picked it up and held it in the air.

"Doing ok?" Sam asked, holding it like a small baby.

"Woop?" It said to Rainer, making a question the Sam didn't understand.

The poliwag turned to its trainer who was holding the wooper in its arms. It had a confused look but nodded at the lighter-blue pokemon. It then released a water gun at Sam, spraying him and the wooper. The human flopped onto his butt, not having anticipated what just happened.

The wooper hopped out of Sam's arms and proudly stood before them, refreshed by its ability, Water Absorb. It looked around, seeing new Houndour and Growlithe everywhere.

The poliwag and wooper looked at each other then nodded. In seconds two steams of water gun pours over the area, spraying fire types and dampening the forest. Nothing would be burning any time soon!

"You two really do well together. How about you become part of the team?!" Sam asked the wooper. It was unsure at first, looking at the poliwag for approval.

Rainer smirked, unsure if it really wanted the team to be weighed down by another water type. But it nodded its head after realizing something about wooper, it was a female! It nodded more quickly, looking at Sam and how much of a dunderhead he was and how this team lacked grace.

Sam took a pokeball from his shorts and booped wooper on the noggin.

Happily accepting capture, the wooper popped back out after the process completed.

"Woop woop!" It said.

"How about a nickname! Hmm.. you're cute.. and you're adorable... hmm. River!" Sam said. "Cause that's where we first met!"

The wooper bobbed her head, accepting the designation with pride. Rainer congratulated River by slapping her tail with his own.

Rustling behind them quickly turned into an attack by a growlithe. Sam would be the target but just as the human was about to be hit, River leaped into the path surrounded by a thin aura of purple energy. Rocks lifted from the ground beneath then, flying at the growlithe then striking him before actually hitting either pokemon or human.

"Wow! That's a cool move!" Sam said, wondering what his pokedex said about it. Apparently Ancient Power was the move that River used. "It can raise your attributes! Well... can. Not always. That's cool though. No fire type will stand in our way now!"

"Poli!" Rainer exclaimed. Water type alone was enough to do that.
 

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Emma Kuzunoha Case 2, ft. Laurent Hessel & Jackson Crane
Burning Hate - Part 2


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Current Location : Santalune Forest




"Who are you?!" Emma demanded, as she slowly rised back on her feet. "...Identify yourself!"

"Fiend!" Laurent shouted angrily, jabbing a finger in the direction of Emma's assailant. "Bernard!" Without any further words the Bulbasaur - having just shook off the shock of being so near a gunshot - empowered it's vines and whipped them straight towards the man with the gun.

The man in the suit didn't even flinch as the vines flew towards him, the attack looking to be a dead on strike if it weren't for what happened next. Like a flash a dark shadow of a pok?mon, adorned with flames and bone, ripped through the foliage with flames enveloping its body, the vines struck against it but it seemed unfazed as it landed before the one whom presumably acted as its trainer. "Honestly..." The attacker stepped forward and clipped the gun to his belt, shrugging a little before running a hand down his pok?mons neck. "Kids like you really make me sick, it's worrisome to see you so poorly educated. The whole forest is burning down around you and as soon as the guy with gun makes himself known, you throw more flowers at him. That's kind of funny, actually."

Jackson wasted no time in geting off of Emma as the newly revealed opponent stepped into the clearing. He snarled, his lip curled as he stared the individual down. His short, greasy black hair and lazy expression pissed Jackson off... and the black suit with red tie seemed way too out of place for the scenario they were in. "So you're the one... bastard."

"You're responsible for this fire, are you not?" Emma asked in a more calm manner. "This forest has always been peaceful, with many of Pokemon making their habitat in here. Now it's all being destroyed. Tell me, for what reason?"

Laurent remained silent, simply glaring venomously at the man in the suit and his pok?mon.

The man smiled darkly and shook his head in response. "I don't know kiddo. Maybe I just don't like forests?" He gave a soft chuckle before swiftly and suddenly turning to kick one of the weaker burning saplings, knocking it down with ease. "Maybe the idea of all those gross little insects and ****ty little birds hanging around in some pretty little oak tree pisses me off. I don't suppose that's a good enough answer? No? I thought not."

He grinned and gave a nod, only for his houndoom to stand in front of him and growl menacingly on command. "I guess at the end of the day it matters as much as anything else in this fantasy world you all live in... in other words, it doesn't count for ****. Team Cinder won't mind a handful of kids added to the body count anyway... and hell I'm crazy, but I don't waste time explaining myself to corpses."

"Team Cinder...?" Emma repeated to herself. "Then he's not with the Emerald Dragon smuggling ring... "

Teddy had been shivering on Jackson's shoulders in fear since the approach of this strange and violent man, but Gaspar was busy moving behind the scenes. While the others spoke and exchanged taunts, he darted between the shadows cast by the roaring flames, until he found himself in range. "Now! Gaspar!" Jackson cried out, signalling the to the ghost to make its move, it leaped forth towards the houndoom, ready to use its lick attack, tongue lolling behind it.

However, it would seem that things weren't going to be that easy.

In a flash the Houndoom turned in place, shadowy fangs tearing a spectral gash through Gaspars form and sending him flailing backwards, his gaseous body dusting along the ground. Jackson bit his lip in rage until it leaked red into his mouth and he tasted iron. He took a single step forward, the Houndoom staring him down, but he couldn't risk moving too close.

"Oooh? What's wrong? Didn't like me talking ill to the lady? Damn shame I don't have another bullet, I'd put her down like the last one that stepped out of line." As those words hit Jackson's ears he almost exploded then and there. He used every ounce of strength to prevent himself from leaping forward and even then that was mostly to keep Teddy safe. "You son of a *****! Who the **** do you think you are?"

But the man in the suit just sighed and gave a small shrug. "Still askin questions, you people are always obsessed with questions... but you're fun, so I'll humor you." He grins widely again and opens his arms wide before taking a bow. "Gabriel, Gabriel Artece right here and at your service. It's nice to be the last introduction someone will hear before I put them in the ground, I should do this more often."

"You should, because the next time will be during your incarceration!" Emma pleaded. "Gabriel Artece... you're under arrest!"

"...haha..." He placed an open palm to his forward and turned to look skyward, seemingly in disbelief. "HahahaHAHAHAHA! Why are you so STUPID?! What is with people like you? Why the hell are you acting so tough when there's no way out for you?!" He dropped his hand to his side and glared, suddenly rage painted his expression and he stared with an overpowering hatred, his gaze cutting right through the girl in front of him, as if she was barely even there from his perspective. "You're pissing me off! Little ****s like you should stay out of other people's business! Houndoom, burn them all to ashes! Inferno!"

Jackson made another dash towards Emma, but even he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop this in time, the powerful flames began to coalesce into the Houndoom's open maw. It seemed moments away from laucnhing and just by looking at whatever attack this was, it was going to be powerful enough to wipe them all out regardless... there was nothing he could do. He shut his eyes and braced himself, for what little good it would do. "Mal..." His thoughts echoed to his little sister. "I'm sorry."

"DOOOM!" The opposing pok?mon roared but no flames engulfed the group. As Jackson slowly opened his eyes he saw the houndoom shaking violently in place, its paws gripping its head in pain... a spectral nail drove itself into the Houndoom's skull, the ethereal weapon phasing into the enmies mind and causing it great pain. Jackson's head darted over to where he had left Gaspar and the little ghost type was grinning and cackling maniacally as a similar object embedded itself in his gaseous form, within seconds he lost consciousness, dissipating into a cloud of purple gas clinging weakly to the floor That move, it was new, Gaspar must have unlocked the potential to utilize it just in time. Dashing back over to his partner, Jackson recalled the ghost type to his pok?ball while Teddy jumped down to stand in front, ready to fight.

"What are you doing you mutt?! Kill them!" Gabriel screamed in rage and anger as the Houndoom slowly started to pick itself up, the last ditch attack by Gaspar had bought them time, but the window of opportunity wouldn't stay open forever.

Laurent hated the thought of making poor Bernard go anywhere near that Houndoom, but Vine Whip would do too little damage to it. "Bernard, use Tackle, and then a vine-vault escape!" The plucky Bulbasaur charged at the domineering hellhound and took advantage of its momentary unbalance to slam into it as hard as he could. The Houndoom staggered a bit from the impact and Bernard immediately pushed against the ground with his vines as hard as he could. Laurent's forethought paid off seconds later when Bernard launched over his opponent's head just as it snapped viciously at him, hate glinting in its eyes.

"Are you ready, Vida? Now go!" then said Emma, holding out her partner's pokeball. She threw it, and as it opened, her Budew materalized from the energy released, and blopped down on the barren ground with her trademark smile. "While Houndoom is a Fire-type, we have something in store for even the toughest fire-type pokemon, don't we? Budew has the power to use the moisture around the atmosphere to coagulate to a move that weakens fire-type moves! Water Sport!" Budew agreed, as it splashed around the ground, releasing water vapour up in the air. It turned into water droplets, as it all came to the scene at once, simulating a light drizzle of rain.

"That should help out against his fire attacks!" Emma declared. "Now's your chance! Use your Leaf Storm!" Vida the Budew then glowed, releasing multiple barrages of leaves from its prospect. The attack dealt small damage, but quickly added up as pile upon pile of leaves swarmed the Houndoom, hitting it with every second. All performed under Vida's cheerful glee.

Gabriel reached a hand to his face, half covering it as he let out another sinister laugh under his breath. "If you honestly think these little tactics are going to leave a dent then you're somehow even more idiotic than I thought!" He continued to sneer until he turned to look at his Houndoom, whom under the water pouring down and the attacks he had taken was looking pretty beat up, even as Gabriel watched that spectral nail plunged itself deeper causing the pok?mon further grief to the point where it almost sumbled. "Houndoom...? No! Don't let them even have the opportunity! Finish them off with a fire blast! Do it!"

The Houndoom flared its nostrils in anger, gather more roaring flames into its mouth, the fire forming and sizzling in the slight drizzle of water, the droplets reflecting the orange light of the surrounding burning woods, and catching a glint of light from the growing fire in the hellhounds maw. It formed a five pointed star as it launched outwards towards Vida, its size positively intimidating, but it shrunk significantly in the seconds it moved through the moist air, upon hitting the grass type it was no bigger than she was.

The attack connects with Vida, sending it upwards, covered in small scorch marks. It landed nearer to Emma. "Vida!" Emma called out to it. Thanks to the drizzle from Water Sport, the attack wasn't as effective, but for a Grass-type like Vida the Budew, it was still very strong. Vida managed to get up, but clearly, it got hurt from the blow.

"Teddy!" Jackson cried out as the Houndoom panted in exhaustion after its last attack. Running in from the side and almost tripping over its own feet, Teddy the Teddiursa jumped up and smacked the Houndoom directly in the jaw with its claws. The fire dark type, with fury in its eyes, glared towards the small pok?mon whom proceeded to turn tail and run crying back towards its trainer.

Gabriel grunted and clenched his fists, his eyes held wide open with rage. "Why... won't... you... DIE?!" He screamed, before hurling another cry out to the wobbling Houndoom. "Enough of this, Houndoom, it's time to burn them away! Inferno! This time, don't mess it up!" With a pained howl the Houndoom opened it's maw, the nail plunged deeper into its skull, but in a manic fit or rage it no longer seemed to care, it charged and charged, ignoring the growing fire as the core of flame held in its fangs grew to twice the size of the fire blast from before. "Now, divide and conquer these brats!" With the command given, the Houndoom slammed its jaws shut and divided the Inferno into three equal blasts, one flying towards Laurent, another to Emma and the final one directly in Jackson's direction.

Laurent didn't bother calling out to Bernard, it was faster to just grab the little Bulbasaur and dive out of the way himself. All the sweat on his face was evaporated at once, then quickly replaced by more when a wave of heat washed over him just from the Inferno passing by. "Vine Whip!" Bernard's plant limbs stretched out to snap at Houndoom from both sides at Laurent 's order. He got a few good, if weak hits in, but that was all he managed before the beast's jaws closed on one of the vines.

"No!" Bernard was ripped violently out of Laurent's arms and sent sailing towards the Houndoom. Every image the scene brought to mind gave birth to horror and panic. "Bernard, use Leech Seed, now!" Laurent's desperate cry came too late, Bernard had only time to tuck in his legs and twist in the air. A silver lining revealed itself when it was not Bernard's head caught in those vicious claws, but his bulb.

Gabriel laughed maniacally as the small grass type was at his mercy, he grinned with a sadistic insanity and pointed directly to the Bulbasaur now presented before his Houndoom. "Finally... hahaha! Something gets to die! Hold him there... and incinerate him with Inferno!" The houndoom grinned with glinting white fans, its eyes crazed with bloodlust as it opened its maw and began to charge the fiery blast of blazing flame.

Laurent's mind raced to think of a way for Bernard to escape, but just Before His Doom could Be sealed, A Miracle Happened. Bernard twitched strangely just as the Houndoom's mouth lit up with a deadly blaze, and right before the attack was released a sparkling purple powder burst from Bernard's bulb and covered the hellhound. The Houndoom began to flail in both anger and discomfort as it inhaled some of the powder and the rest began to settle in its fur. Before Laurent could celebrate, Bernard was flung at a frightening speed from his opponent's mouth. Laurent intercepted, but the Bulbasaur merely slammed into him so hard they both flew backwards and slammed into a charred tree, where the trainer slumped and lay silent for the moment.

"Stay calm, Vida. Use Leaf Storm! You can do it!" Emma commanded her Budew, as an attempt to guard themselves against the upcoming Fire Blast. Vida gathered her willpower, to perform a brilliant Leaf Storm, trying to push back the blast. The two attacks collided into a mini-explosion, pushing Budew back. "He's strong... in power we're outclassed... that leaves us with one thing left to do..!."

Jackson threw himself down into the burning brush, further agonising his shoulder as it crashed into the ground. Teddy has thankfully been too short to be hit by the blast. The pain was almost surreal as Jackson felt himself fading in and out, his skin was badly blistered and most of the shoulder on his shirt had been burned away to scar his skin. Damn it... things weren't looking good.

As he heard Laurent crash into the tree behind him, his injured Bulbasaur in his arms, Jackson could also pick up on Gabriel's piercing laughter, echoing in his ears. Who the Hell... did this guy think he was...? He tried to get up, but his body was rapidly losing response due to the pain and the smoke he had inhaled up to that point. He felt the forest flames licking at his clothes and everything started to turn fuzzy and fade to black, like he'd been punched out in Veilstone city again.

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"Jackson... are you hurt?" Malorie's voice rang out across the Veilstone appartment, she was lying in her bed with the last of her medicine for the month.

"Naw Mal... I'm fine, it's nothin' haha." Jackson lied through gritted teeth as he stood over a sink in the bathroom, washing the blood away from the open wound on his cheek. A small bag of pok? sat beside the porcelain bowl. Just enough for more meds and food for the coming weeks. He had gotten hurt earning that money, but living the life he did, he'd picked up a few things about applying stitches, so he'd be fine.

"Jackson... you're lying to me." At the sound of her soft voice, he froze in place.

"I know you do so much for me, you give up everything you deserve to see me safe. I have no right to ask more of you... but..." She trailed off and he held back a choked reply. "You've got to make sure you come back, when you walk out that door... that's what's most important to me."

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Jackson's clenched fist punched the scorched earth as Teddy desperately tugged on the collar of his shirt and despite the pain and weakness he pulled himself to his feet. He barely heard the voice of his opponent through his ringing ears. "Are you kidding me?! Why won't you assholes just drop dead already?!"

As his vision cleared Jackson saw the Houndoom struggling with the nail in his head, all the while coughing up smog and painful looking purple smoke. Then Laurent had managed to weaken him after all, there was still a chance. Jackson had to keep the enemy distracted for a little longer, while praying to Arceus and back that Emma or Laurent could finish him off. With a bitter hate in his voice he spoke. "People like you... are what's wrong with the World..."

Gabriel laughed and sneered at Jackson. "That so?! What's a punk like you know about the Wor-"

"I know that ****heads like you with no morals are scum!" Jackson interrupted with a higher volume and anger than the man in front of him, causing him to hold his tongue. "Maybe I'm an asshole who doesn't make the right decisions... but even someone like me can say it... when I meet a guy who sinks as low to the ground as you do... so low that your basically chompin' up dirt... it's easy to feel good about myself when compared to the bottom of the barrel!"

"The Pokemon who made their home upon this peaceful region... The children who aspire to learn and grow... how many of them are you willing to trample upon? How many dreams are you going to crush just for personal satisfaction?" Emma added with a slow, calm, yet firm tone. "No matter what it takes... I will bring you to justice!"

Gabriel's eyes almost popped out of his head, seems that the group had finally managed to hit a nerve. "You wretched... worthless... insignificant little rats! I'll crush you! HOUNDOOM!" With the very last ounce of his strength, the Houndoom turned away from the rest of the group, its maw flaring with burning flame and hate. Its eyes were fluttering in and out of consciousness and barely holding on to the hatred its trainer sent flowing through it. Still, it managed one last charge of flame. Jackson swallowed his fear and curled up his fist, running towards Gabriel with it raised, keeping the attention just a little bit longer, for just a few more seconds, he just needed a few more seconds...!

"INCINERATE HIM, HOUNDOOM!"

An opening! Emma declared, stretching her arm out.


She pointed directly towards the enemy Houndoom. "Stun Spore!" she then ordered. Vida then spun around multiple times, releasing yellow spores from it towards the enemy's fire-type pokemon. The Houndoom inhaled on instinct, immediately doubling over in pain, and from numbness. Emma knew that Stun Spore was a move that paralyzed the foe, and with the right split-second distraction, it worked without much problem.

"Now that its paralyzed, it will have even more trouble acting as you wish..." Emma explained. "Now we can land a more advantagous blow! Full power Leaf Storm!" Vida hopped in closer to its foe, until it reached right to its face. It then pivoted towards the Houndoom's side, taking a deep breath as it glowed once more. When it exhaled, it released all the power it could muster in one final Leaf Storm attack - right on point blank.

It seemed even more effective than firing the attack from afar Emma calculated, as the Houndoom was pelted with even more leaves. The leaves then turned into a tornado, carrying the Houndoom up in the air, then landing right on the trunk of a burnt tree. The trunk snapped in half upon inpact, leaving the Houndoom to crash to the ground, appearing to be unconcious.

As the trunk fell to the ground Gabriel panicked. His prized Houndoom defeated by amatures, how was this possible?! He fumbled for the pok?ball on his belt and returned the fire dark pok?mon, now fully unconscious, to its pok?ball. He had to get back to base, he had to- But as he turned to run he saw a steep incline behind him, tumbling down into the smoke and fiery debris. He had to escape but how could he-

"Hey! Asshole!" He turned to see Jackson move in for the finisher.

Jackson had taken full advantage of Emma's attack and the Houndoom's removal, taking a step up onto the now fallen log behind him and Gabriel he leaped upwards, his fist pulled back into a prepared attack. As he moved closer, be it his injuries or the intensity of the moment, things slowed down just enough for his thoughts to finalize and his resolve to grow in strength. People like this, people who threatened everyone, for Mal's sake... he'd remove them, no matter what happened to him next, he'd fight this man.

Because that's what he needed to do to keep her safe.

"Go rot in your own lil' hell, asshole!" As he landed he sucker punched Gabriel directly in the jaw, throwing the man off balance as he let out an enraged cry, his eyes caught Jackson's as he stumbled backwards against his will. Gabriel looked at him, at Emma and Laurent in turn. He'd remember their faces. There was no way in hell he'd ever let this go.

With that his foot caught a burning root, sticking out of the sullen Earth...

Gabriel fell down the incline and disappeared into the darkness below with not another sound.

An eery calm overcame the clearing as Jackson slowly and sluggishly turned. He couldn't see Laurent clearly through the now lessened smog, but he hoped that he was breathing. He didn't like the guy, but he didn't deserve to go down here... not to mention he had just found someone he hated even more. He took a few pained steps forward, his vision blurring gently at the sudden movement, until he spotted Emma standing with her Budew, Vida.

Emma rushed to the foot of the steep hill, trying to view where the miscreant landed. With all the smoke however, she couldn't see nor approach much due to the smoke. Her Budew followed behind, following her recent victory. The two looked upon each other and nodded. Budew released another barrage of leaves due to her Leaf Storm, attempting to blow away some of the smoke. The smoke started to clear a bit, until the bottom of the hill was noticable.

However, what she saw... was nothing. "Damn, he get away... Huh?" She then noticed something that gleamed at her foot. She picked it up to read it - it seemed like a card that had text on it. "Team Cinder ID.... Gabriel Artece, Admin Rank. So, he was an admin of this group, huh?"

Jackson slowly trudged a few steps behind her, peeking over her shoulder at the card with moderate interest. He found it hard to read, not just because of his inability to do so either. After all, he hadn't noticed the streaks of blood running down his arm from his badly injured shoulder. The pain was striking him in waves despite his efforts to hold on, he stumbled back a few paces before glancing up at Emma with his signature sneer, only managing a single pained grin, as he spoke. "Either way... I think I... got 'im..."

And with that Jackson collapsed to the floor unconscious, leaving Teddy to panic and tug desperately at his sleeve.

The sound of shuffling, charred leaves broke the momentary silence as Laurent limped back into sight from the smoke, hugging Bernard to his chest with what little strength he had left. He didn't get very far before his legs tried to give out underneath him and he barely caught himself, kneeling with a pained grimace on the floor. Now that the fight was over, Laurent's constant smile was back with only a slight cringe, and his visage marred by a trickle of blood flowing off of his bangs and down his forehead. He gently lowered Bernard to the ground, and tapped him on the head with his pokeball, transforming the Bulbasaur's body into that familiar red beam and encapsulating it. With Bernard safe, Laurent dragged himself over to the unconscious Jackson and hooked an arm under his elbow, gripping it as tight as he could and slowly forcing himself back to a standing position.

"My dear Emma, that was marvelous, I'm so glad I could help and that you've found a new investigation...but might you fancy helping a pair of gentlemen out?" His smile became open-mouthed as he grit his teeth, his point emphasized by one leg starting to show signs of buckling beneath him with Jackson's added weight.

Emma sighed, putting the card into her handbag. She then grabbed Crane's free arm, putting it over her shoulder. "Normally I would lecture you two about how much of a fool you both are," Emma began. "However, I do owe him for saving me. And you helped as well. In return, I'll at least take you two to the rangers - there's a medical tent near the entrance of this forest."

"How very generous." Laurent said smoothly, keeping begrudgingly in character.

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Jackson blinked awake slowly at the feeling of a cold sensation on his right shoulder, turning his head towards that area he saw a woman with blue hair and some sort of upright ponytail rubbing an ointment to his burns. With a grunt he tried to shake her off, but she remained resolute. "Don't resist, this salve is made of Rawst berries, it's the only way to heal a burn quickly and if the wound sets fully they it'll leave permanent scarring and take much longer to fix." Jackson glared groggily at the woman treating him, before noticing the styler at her belt and the emblazoned red jacket on her top. She was a pok?mon ranger. He stopped complaining at that realization coupled with his rapidly healing burns and the swift return of his coherent state. In just a few moments of the salve being applied the burns were mostly gone bar some painful looking scabs, but with a quick layering of bandages it was barely noticable.

Standing up from the bed and thanking the ranger begrudgingly, he pushed the flap of the tent open to look outside. He saw Emma sitting with one of the rangers, an empty chair beside her, and Laurent exiting a different section of the tent at roughly the same time with a bandage around his forehead. The sun was setting low in the orange evening sky... and from what he could see of the Northern forest, the fires had finally been put out, leaving nothing but charred remains. With a sigh, Jackson sunk into the chair the ranger had occupied in front of Emma, moments after said ranger had stepped away.

"What a mess..." He muttered. "Why the Hell would anyone do somethin; like this ****?"

"Easy now tough guy," Emma suggested. "How are you holding up?"

Jackson shrugged tiredly in response. "This is more of a setback than I would've liked... but the rangers know their stuff." He nodded in Laurent's direction. "What about you fancy pants? How many brain cells were lost?" He said with a sneer, all the while subtly releasing a now fully healed Gaspar from his pok?ball, whom promptly sunk back into Jackson's shadow with a low cackle.

Teddy had not once left his side.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Laurent asked dumbly, staring with an empty expression at Jackson for a few seconds before a smile slowly crept back onto his face. "Me? I'll be fine before long...my clothes however, are another story. At this point I'm wishing for a reward purely so I don't have to gallivant about on the rest of my journey naked. Regardless, I'm glad everyone's safe and sound."

"I... I've never gotten a chance to thank you for saving my life Crane," Emma began in a more timid tone. "You could of... died in turn though. I should of been stronger... I'm sorry."

Jackson looked at Emma for a good moment in return to that statement, his gaze then flickered to Laurent for a moment, before he finally responded. "Tch..." He gave a single tut as he stood up from his seat and flung his jacket over one shoulder, holding it there as he placed a cigarette in his mouth, only for Gaspar to float up and light it on instinct. "I didn't get out of a stretcher for somebody to kill me with kindness, so let's cut the sappy **** yeah?" He turned from the two of them as he blew a line of smoke into the open sky, to mingle with the rising smog.

"I only did what anybody shoulda done in that moment, I'm an asshole... but unlike some people I got morals." He tapped the ash off the end of the cigarette in his fingers, before placing it back between his lips. With a small nod to himself he stepped out of the tent and started to walk away, but he turned back for a quick moment to address the two he was leaving behind one more time. "I can't say I like either of you goody two shoe types, pisses me off t'be honest." He sneered again, to hold back what might have been an actual smile. "But you were strong, I'm headin' to Santalune at last... but if this Team Cinder lot show their heads again? I'm gonna be expectin' you two bein' there... AND bein' ready to put t'shower of assholes in their place, capiche?" He finally dropped the butt of his smoke and stamped it into the ground, before turning again to walk away. "Don't go gettin' yourselves killed without me, especially you Hessel, I can't kick your ass if you're dead."

"Stop right there!" Emma demanded. She rose quickly from her seat, apporaching Jackson while he had his back turned. "Listen, as a detective, it's my job and duty to protect the innocent against scoundrels like the one we met today. But you two... do yourself a favor and stay away from Team Cipher! Today was just the handiwork of one of their members. Even I shudder to think what the rest of them are capable of..."

She then clenched her fist and held it against her chest. "Listen. In this world, you've got to realize there are far more dangerous and far crueller people than Mr. Artece. We got lucky today, but next time might not be so fortunate. The Professor from our school taught us to live our life to our fullest in this world, but what he didn't tell you, is that you only have one life. You can die anytime, and when you die, that's the end of it. What about your future as a trainer? And your loved ones who adore you... are you willing to leave them behind?"

Jackson froze a moment, only to then turn his head ever so slightly. "Nice speech." He shrugged. "To be frank, it'd be appreciated if you kept your advice to yourself. I don't have any intention of dyin'... and you don't have any inkling of what my goals are, nor if there'd be anyone to miss me either way." He turned his head fully and grinned darkly. "So, **** off, Kuzunoha." Without another word he turned again, walking onwards as he had before.

"...You impertinent bastard..." Emma said in her breath, arms crossed, while shaking her head.

Normally Laurent would be burning to chastise Jackson just then for speaking that way to a 'lovely lady who's just concerned for him' but instead he found himself smiling, simply glad that they could be back to normal so quickly after such an ordeal. He even chuckled just a tad before he turned properly towards Emma. "You shouldn't worry about him. That fool will charge into danger until the day it kills him, guaranteed. However, I don't think that day's coming anytime soon, trust me when I say he's one of the most driven people you'll ever meet. As for my own thoughts...well, not to follow a trend or overstep my bounds but..." He waited until Emma faced him so he could look directly at her before he continued. "Take care of yourself as well. Being a pokemon trainer, especially one out to challenge the league is as dangerous a life as most people could imagine on its own without added responsibilities. I don't know what happened, but I sincerely hope the next time we meet I won't have to see the same sadness in your eyes I saw today."

Emma started to walk away. She then stopped, as she opened the tent's flap leading to outside. She turned to Laurent. "...I hope to give you a warm smile then, the next time we meet."

Finally, she got out, and strolled along the distance.

"I'll hold you to that!" Laurent called after her, waving zealously for a few joyous seconds before wincing and holding his arm to his chest.​
 
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Situated a decent distance from the path to the forest, Dylan sat in the grass with his floral egg propped in between his legs. ?Great job!? he praised Joy, his happiny, and Bec, his newly caught fletchling. Bec was using quick attack to dart back and forth, striking two mounds of dirt and growing steadily faster the longer he trained. Joy was pounding on the opposite side of one of the piles of earth, alternating between her tiny fists and her large curl.

Dylan watched them and lovingly hugged the egg, keeping it pleasantly warm while Bec was away training. The fiery bird had come in handy for keeping the egg warm, as he gave off a steady heat and could sit comfortably on the top of the egg.

?Alright you two,? he called, standing up and fastening the egg back into its sling on his chest, ?It?s time to head into the forest. I heard there?s a man there who can unlock a pokemon?s inner power. I wouldn?t normally put much stock in rumors but it couldn?t hurt to keep an eye out while we?re walking through. He supposedly just sits and meditates on a hill somewhere.?

He began to walk down the path towards the forest, Joy tottering at his heels and Bec preening himself on the egg, when he noticed a cloud of smoke on the north-east side of the forest. ?Wow, best avoid that side I guess.? He muttered, turning towards the west side. He was greeted by the sounds of crunching and scratching as he walked into the outskirts of the forest, straying from the path to walk through the more hilly area of the forest.

?Look over there.? he said, pointing at a pile of leaves. His two pokemon turned their heads in that direction just in time for a rattata to scurry out and run towards a particularly large slope. Dylan decided that the slope was most likely the start of a larger hill and decided to curve his path to walk up it. It wasn?t long before he realized that Joy wasn?t keeping up, and retracted her back into her pokeball. ?I promise I?ll let you back out once we reach the top.? he assured her.

The treck to the top was much more difficult than he had thought, stopping at what he hoped was halfway up to rest, he released Joy next to him who beamed excitedly and hopped around. ?Look out!? he yelled a second too late as two aipom jumped out of a tree and landed on either side of Joy. Bec?s fast reflexes allowed him to speed off of the egg before Dylan could realize what was happening and slam into one aipom and careen off it into the other. The two monkeys looked like they were surprised by both his speed and his insistance on protecting the small pink creature. One slapped him quickly with its tail, gripping one of his talons, while the other raked its claws across his underbelly. He roared out in pain just as Joy slammed her entire weight into the monkey who had grappled onto Bec, causing it to let go and tumble a good distance down the hill.

Before Dylan could compliment her, however, the other monkey spun, raking his claws down her back. Dylan let out a cry at the same time Bec dropped down onto the monkey, tackling it to the ground and flapping his wings with anger. Joy retreated to Dylan, who immediately returned her to her pokeball at the sight of the monkey who was knocked down the hill returning with three more friends. ?Run!? he screamed at Bec, who glanced up to see the new arrivals before bolting after Dylan.

When they reached the top of the hill Dylan examined both of them, using his last potion to disinfect their wounds and begin the healing process.

?It looks like you could use some more training.? a mysterious voice informed Dylan. He looked up, and around, trying to find its source. ?Up.? the voice announced. Sure enough, there was an elderly man perched in a tree, dressed in all white with a black headband tied around his forehead. He squatted on a branch, eyes closed, facing the breeze.

?Are you the mysterious man everyone talks about?? Dylan questioned before he could stop himself. The man simply smiled, and opened his eyes. ?Can you help me and my pokemon then??

?Certainly,? he replied, ?However, I do think you should prove to me that you have the skill to put this hidden power to use. Around this hill the wild pokemon tend to gather, and they?re not the weak ones either!? he stressed the last point, pausing before he continued. ?There?s a swarm of combee which have been driving all the aipom to become agitated and lash out at the other pokemon, as you?ve clearly noticed already. If you can catch the female which has attracted the swarm of males they will likely disperse, allowing the hill to be a calm nurturing environment for young pokemon.?

?Of course!? Dylan replied, eager to help as well as get a boost of strength for his team. As he began to look around for the combee swarm the man spoke again.

?Hmmm, I suppose if you couldn?t hold off those aipom you might need to unlock your pokemons? hidden power before trying to catch the combee, in order to defend yourselves.? he dropped from the tree, holding out a small case which contained what looked like a cd. ?This is a TM called ?Hidden Power? which is a move whose type is unique to each pokemon of a species. The hidden power within them which yearns to be free. Simply insert it into your pokedex and it can teach your pokemon the move while they?re contain within their pokeballs,? he smiled, ?Good luck!?

And with that, Dylan left, retracting both Joy and Bec into their pokeballs while he fiddled with his pokedex, which had been stuffed to the bottom of his bad and forgotten. The screen lit up when he inserted the TM and he attached it to Joy?s pokeball, which glowed and beeped, and then repeated it with Bec?s.

When he released them they both looked happy, and Bec took off into the air to search for the combee. Joy bounced over to a tree and made an odd face at it. The face looked like a cross between anger and relaxation which changed into confidence as she began to glow light blue and form a bright ball of energy in front of her. Dylan stared in awe as she launched the ball at the tree and caused a multitude of icicles to form on the lower branches and a layer of frost which spread fairly far down the trunk.

It was then that Bec returned, a swarm of angry combee in tow. Dylan dropped down and covered the egg with his body, as combee launched gusts of wind which launched splinters of bark off the trees that tore at his clothes. Then, he heard two cries and saw Joy glowing blue while Bec quickly attacked a large number of combee with quick attacks to stun their wings. The blast of ice knocked the remaining combee from the air, leaving the ground clustered with the frail pokemon.

?Easy.? Dylan laughed standing up, only to see that the rest of the swarm was on its way, and much, much, larger. He ran. But not away. He ran straight into the swarm, being blown this way and that, as he made his way to the center where the single female, recognisable by its red triangular marking, floated in a cloud of sweet pink gas.

He let out a guttural cry, as he launched a pokeball through the swarm, accidently kitting one of the male combee. The ball shattered after a single shake, springing open and falling apart quickly as the combee popped back out. ?Take that!? he yelled, as Joy let out another burst of ice energy, leaving the female frozen on the ground on top of a pile of combee. He jabbed another pokeball onto the female combee and it was absorbed in, shaking intensely as it tried to escape, but quickly losing energy. The ball clicked and he grabbed it, retreating as the swarm of males began to thaw out.

He sprinted, Bec flying with Joy in his talons above Dylan?s head. He didn?t notice where he was headed until he saw the fire. Great flames flickering like an enormous campfire, consuming trees and causing pokemon to flee in terror. He froze, which was a mistake, as he tripped backwards and knocked his head on a rock. Everything went black in an instant, the last thing he saw was the flames.






























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Before he could even act, a Houndour bounded in between his Pokemon and the Beedrill. It barked at the Bug-type. Sandy growled and stood by the Houndour, confronting the Beedrill. Catherine chose to stay back. The Beedrill buzzed angrily again but Houndour was more aggressive in barking. It seemed like the Pokemon were speaking with each other. It didn?t work. Beedrill stuck out its stingers and aimed towards the Houndour but the Pokemon evaded the attack. Sandy sent out a Sand Attack which blinded the Beedrill. Houndour?s fangs erupted in flames and Sandy decided to mimic the Fire-type. Together, they bit down on the Bug-type as it buzzed, this time in pain more than in anger and annoyance. Coul thought of asking Catherine to do another Hypnosis but was worried that it might send both Sandy and the Houndour to sleep rather than the Beedrill.

The two Pokemon seemed enough though to overpower the Beedrill. The Bug-type tried to squirm its way out of the attacks but the jaws of both Pokemon were much too strong. The flames erupting from their fangs are not helping the Beedrill either. It pumped its lower abdomen, preparing for another Poison Sting attack. Sandy barely managed to evade it but, in doing so, he needed to release the Beedrill from his fangs. The Houndour, however, was intent on keeping the Beedrill in place. Coul took this chance to get the Kakuna. ?Sandy, Fire Fang again!? The Sandile rushed towards the Beedrill again and bit down, evading another Poison Sting. ?Catherine, with me!? Coul rushed past the buzzing Beedrill and the two Pokemon and slowly removed the Kakuna from the branch and into the bug net. The Weedles he got earlier were quietly squirming at the bottom.

?Let?s go now!?Coul ran past them again. Sandile opened his jaw and slithered away from the Beedrill, hiding under flurries of sand and dust. Houndour also bounded away, hot on Coul?s path. ?Catherine, now use Hypnosis!? The Meowth turned around and purred. With Sandile burrowed somewhere deep in the ground and Houndour already ahead of Coul, the feline got a clear shot for the attack. However, the buzzing from the Beedrill was expectedly strong enough to drown out the purr. It gave Coul and his ragtag set of Pokemon, however, enough time to escape.

They found the bug-catcher in a safe distance from the fire and the forest. Coul, breathlessly and tired from running, handed the bug net to the trainer.

?Thank you for helping me out! These little critters would not even survive that fire. How about the Beedrill?? Coul motioned something along the lines of ?He?s still inside.?

?Okay, that Beedrill is strong enough to escape from this fire. It her babies that I was most worried about. Thank you very much.? Sandy appeared from beneath the two trainers. Catherine and Houndour was napping between Coul?s legs. ?It?s not much, but this net is very important to me.? He handed the net to Coul. ?Keep it.?

Coul was ready to decline it, but the Bug-Catcher already left, with the Weedles climbing along his body and the Kakuna in his hands. Coul didn?t even get the chance to say thanks.

 
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Avril gasped as the Hoothoot let out a loud, imposing hoot. The owl Pok?mon was quick to fly off its stump and dive straight towards the trainer and Froakie. It was quite surprising to say the least, as the Hoothoot's wings were a bit on the stubby side to say the least. Still, Avril and Shino were barely able to dodge the attack in time. Both she and her frog Pok?mon just managed to duck as the wild Hoothoot dove, narrowly missing its beak piercing right through them.

"Holy crap... Did I make it that mad?!" Avril questioned, slowly climbing back up to her feet to see the wild Hoothoot turning and preparing to make another divebomb in her direction.

Her eyes widened at the sight as she and quickly turned and tried to run in order to put some distance between herself and the wild Pok?mon. However, the enraged Hoothoot seemed to be moving just too quick for Avril to get away from. Even without looking at the owl, the blonde teenager could tell that it was quickly closing the distance between itself and her. Avril closed her eyes, clutching her trainer's bag tightly as she prepared to take the pain that the wild Hoothoot was preparing to unleash upon her... Pain which oddly never came. Suddenly, a loud, pain-filled hoot echoed through the clearing. Avril's eyes snapped open and the girl quickly turned to see the wild Hoothoot quickly falling off to the side and Shino's small, froggy body plowing straight into the bird. Needless to say, Avril was surprised.

"S-Shino...?" Avril questioned, her eyes darting back and forth between the Froakie and the Hoothoot. After seeing how nervous and cautious he had been, it was quite the unexpected turn of events to see Shino suddenly fighting against a foe with such determination. Her eyes narrowed onto the Froakie, quickly noticing that his hind legs were shaking a bit. Well, at least it was a start. Quickly regaining her composure, Avril turned to focus properly on the battle that was about to begin. "Alright, Shino... Let's fight back now! Launch a Bubble attack!"

The Froakie croaked in agreement and blew forth a flurry of bubbles in the wild Hoothoot's direction. The Flying type was quick on the defense, however. It quickly dove down, managing to fly just underneath Shino's stream of bubbles before tackling its body hard into the frog Pok?mon's own. Froakie let out a pained grunt as he fell back, but he managed to quickly catch his footing and remain standing. The two Pok?mon seemed to stare at each other intently, each one waiting for the other to make the next move. Avril bit her bottom lip in apprehension, as if having her own mental battle on just how to continue the fight from here.

"Shino, go for a Pound attack!" the blonde girl quickly commanded. The frog Pok?mon looked a little unsure of his trainer's command, but followed it anyways. He quickly began to hop towards the wild Hoothoot, who in return began to dive downwards towards Shino. Avril kept her eyes focused on the bird Pok?mon the entire time, who seemed to be preparing to slam into the frog once more, though this time beak first. A small grin crept up to the girl's lips as the two Pok?mon both neared each other. "Now, jump to the side!"

Shino quickly jumped back and to the right, causing the wild Hoothoot to just narrowly miss its target. Avril was fast to follow up on the orders for this battle. She quickly commanded her Froakie to blow another stream of bubbles at the Hoothoot, who did not have the time to react properly to missing its intended target. The bubbles blasted into the wild Pok?mon, who didn't have the slightest bit of time to recover before Shino once more slammed his body into the Hoothoot. The Hoothoot screeched in pain as its body hit the ground roughly. Quickly realizing that this was her chance, Avril grabbed another Pok?ball from her trainer's bag and readied to throw it. The wild Hoothoot did its best to try and pick itself off the ground, but the damage it sustained was proving to be a bit too much for it to merely shake off.

"You put up a good fight, but I'm not gonna take no for an answer! Get ready to join the team, Hoothoot!" Avril exclaimed, her arm moving back as she prepared to launch the Pok?ball for all she was worth.

However before the girl had chance to toss the ball at the downed Pok?mon, the sound of three faint, tiny sets of hooting suddenly reached her ears. They sounded rather panicked, as if something was terribly wrong. Shino seemed to notice them too, as the frog Pok?mon quickly began to look back and forth to his right and left, even going as far as to jump up and see if the sounds were coming from a nearby tree. Avril and Shino didn't have much time left to wonder, however. The sounds of the stressed hoots managed to reach the wild Hoothoot the duo had been battling, and they seemed to somehow breathe renewed vigor into the wild Pok?mon. The Hoothoot quickly managed to pick itself off the ground, flapping its tiny wings in a fit of rage as it quickly began to circle the area. The wild Hoothoot then let out a loud, angry hoot as it took off further ahead into the woods. To say that Avril was surprised at the sudden burst of energy the owl Pok?mon was showing would have been an understatement.

"What the... How did it manage to get up like that all of a sudden?" Avril asked, glancing down at Shino to see if the frog Pok?mon had any clue on the matter at all. Shino didn't seem to have much of a clue either, but that bit of a mystery was not enough to deter the Water type either. He was quick to scramble after the Hoothoot, causing Avril to quickly chase after him as fast as she could. "Hey... Shino, wait up!"

Shino ignored his trainer's command this time, the frog doing its best to track the fleeing Hoothoot as best as it could. The wild Pok?mon had managed to get quite a bit ahead of the duo. Luckily for Avril though, Shino was able to somehow track the owl's movements due to its rather loud hooting, as well as the sounds of the tiny hoots which were now growing to be quite loud. As Shino led the way through various twists and turns, Avril had to be extremely careful that she didn't lose sight of her own Pok?mon... as well as make sure that she did not manage to trip or injure herself while running off the trail.

Eventually, the duo came to another clearing, this time with a tall, imposing tree in the middle. Sure enough, the Hoothoot that Shino had been engaged in battle with was circling the tree in a flustered manner. In one of the mighty branches, a nest could be spotted, along with three smaller Hoothoot panicking and hooting in fear. A vast amount of berries could be seen growing and hanging from the tree, decorating its green leaves in a vibrant mix of red and blue. The most alarming thing however, came from the three Pok?mon eyeing the tree. Circling it from below, each with a rather greedy glint in their eyes, was a Pansage, Panpour, and Pansear. Each one was practically drooling as the took sight of the luscious berries growing in the tree, and it looked like the three monkey Pok?mon were all quite eager to get their grubby little paws on them... regardless of the consequence. While the wild Hoothoot may have been able to fight off one or even two... Avril could tell there was no way it was going to be able to fend off all three monkeys alone, especially in its current condition.

"Oh no... I have a feeling I just made things soooooo much worse."
 

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The Importance of Choice
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Jackson looked down into his hand at the Inferno Ball held there. One of the rangers had caught up with him after he'd left Laurent and Emma behind in the tent, it was supposed to serve as some sort of reward. Apparently multiple members of Team Cinder found in the forest had been carrying these, from the few grunts that had been captured they had been reclaimed and a quick investigation revealed them to have properties useful in the catching of fire type pok?mon.

Needless to say, they had decided it was better off with Jackson than with them.

Walking through the Northern half of Santalune forest, Jackson could see firsthand the empty and cold place it had been reduced to. Ash hung limply in the air and an eerie aura hung over the husks of trees and barren ground. Only a few injured pok?mon scuttled around the area. He sighed with frustration, maybe he could've stopped this if he had just ignored Drew earlier, still, he had no idea what was going to happen. Neither had Tucker, presumably, so he couldn't blame him at all. At least Jackson and the other two had managed to stop the flames from spreading too far.

Gabriel Artece... the Admin of Team Cinder responsible for everything. Who was he? Who was Team Cinder? What the hell did they want that would lead them to just... aimlessly ruin everything like this? What a mess.

"H...Hound-dou-..." Jackson's ears perked up as he turned to what seemed to be the sound of a familiar cry. Damn, were Team Cinder still around?! He span in place as Gaspar rushed out of his shadow, Teddy was in his pok?ball, getting a much needed rest.

As he peered behind him however, he saw a small, weakened Houndour. Its ears were flat against its head and its tail was tucked firmly between its legs. It walked with a heavy limp on its front right paw, almost tripping over its own footsteps more than once as it struggled to cross the soot lined path that Jackson has just been walking down, only to collapse onto its side at the halfway mark. Jackson himself, for that matter, rose a single eyebrow as his stance softened. The sudden panic of aggression quickly fading away into a subtle calm.

That was right, most of the fire types released into the forest hadn't been captured pok?mon of Team Cinder. They were wild, ripped from their homes and reduced to fear induced rage. Jackson felt a pang of empathy and sympathy for a small puppy down on his luck. He couldn't stop himself on good conscience without turning back to assist the little guy.

Stepping up the Houndour, Jackson looked over his injuries while Gaspar rose out of his shadow to hover around the area. He had multiple bruises on his back, as if he'd been struck by more than one fighting type move. Near his rear Jackson also saw... were they wind burns? They seemed to glow with a soft pink light occasionally, some sort of fairy type attack? He couldn't tell, honestly hadn't payed too much attention in that class. What he did know, however, was how to make it better. He reached into his bag, ready to pull out a potion.

However, before he could do so, a powerful jet of water slammed into his side and sent him sprawling.


Gaspar in shock, rushed to his now soaking trainer's side, flying around him swiftly to try and determine if he was alright. It hadn't been too hard a blow, so Jackson easily pulled himself back into a sitting position. Glaring into the trees, he saw what seemed to be a small blue monkey hollering at him angrily, before starting to move in on the Houndour. Quickly pulling his pok?dex out (thank goodness these things were waterproof) Jackson scanned the attacking creature.

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THE WATER STORED IN THE TUFT ON ITS HEAD IS FILLED WITH NUTRIENTS. IT WATERS PLANTS WITH IT USING ITS TAIL, PLANTS THAT RECEIVE ITS WATER ARE SURE TO GROW LARGE.

Jackson grimaced, so it was some sort of plant lover eh? It was no wonder then that it was after the Houndour and anyone with them. Jackson stood up and brushed himself off. The Panpour was justified sure, but Jackson knew what it was like to act out of fear for survival, to act without any choice in the matter. The reasoning behind ones actions was what really mattered, to hell with naysayers who say the ends don't justify the means, he wasn't going to blame an injured pok?mon who did everything it could to keep itself alive.

As the Panpour aimed its tail to fire off another blast of water towards the injured Houndour Jackson called out. "Gaspar, use Spite and fast!" The ghostly sphere responded thusly, swiftly throwing itself between Houndour and Panpour, twirling wildly in place with its lolling tongue swiveling like a fan, sending a barrage of unnerving and worrying vibes right through the now shivering Panpour. Shaking off the initial shock it tried to water gun once again... to no avail, it shook its tail with frustration but the attack just wouldn't come out.

In anger the Panpour jumped forward, attempting to cut right through Gaspar with its scratch attack, yet its claws sailed right through Gaspar to no avail. Laughing maniacally the ghostly pok?mon swirled around the small blue monkey twisting and phasing through its attacks with a mocking glee.

However, he had let his guard down in those mocking actions, he and Jackson both, before either one of them could react the Panpour jumped up again, its tongue infused with eerie energy as it dragged across Gaspar, knocking him back and leaving him stunned as his form shivered with intense damage. Damn it, Jackson remembered now, ghosts hated ghosts!

The Panpour wasted no time as it rushed forward aiming for another strike and on Jackson's command Gaspar sunk to the ground to dodge out of the way with a slightly shaky cackle. The Panpour was fast and many of Gaspar's attacks simply weren't. Jackson would have to be incredibly careful lest this become a battle of attrition.

Or so he thought, in the moment of planning Jackson took, the Houndoor, weakened but somehow standing once again, dashed in just before the opponent Panpour made an attack. It's eyes glinted with a sudden bright twinkle and a dark energy surrounded the small paw it raised, the shadows melding into the form of a fist. With a grand thrust the Houndour cracked the shadowy appendage into the Panpour's jaw, sending it sprawling back for a crucial moment before once again collapsing onto its side.

Jackson rushed the opportunity. "Gaspar, Hypnosis!" Taking a moment to hang in the air, the piercing eyes of Gaspar widened from slits into solid circular disks in the purple smoke, spinning with swirling lines in the air as the Panpour looked up just in time to catch his gaze. His eyes took on a similar appearance, swirling and swirling as the small water type started to get... a little... drowsy...

In mere moments the Panpour was fast asleep and it was time for the finishing move. "Gaspar! Lickity split!" Gaspar rushed forward, its eyes back to their glaring slit like form as he gave a signature cackle. With a long and satisfying slurp he crashed his tongue into the Panpour, waking the pok?mon up for just long enough to know what was going on. With a massive upwards turn, Gaspar spun backwards on an axis and launched the Panpour backwards, watching as it landed with a rustle into a nearby bush. No sound was heard from the shrubbery after that and Jackson gave a sneering grin in that direction as the familiar feeling of victory washed over him.


Jackson quickly ran over and knelt again by the injured Houndour. It looked up at him with a narrowed gaze, still not fully trusting the trainer as he gave a small growl in a desperate attempt to offer some sort of intimidation, some method of self defense. As it snarled, Jackson noticed one of its main incisors was broken and shattered to a sharp stump.

"A broken fang huh? Fang..."

Jackson once again reached for a potion and moved it towards the Houndour, the dark type in a panic reached out with the last of his strength and bit bard into Jackson's hand. "Ow! Fuck! You little shit-" He paused as the Houndour cowered back in fear. "Tch... motherfucker, dahell you think you're doin' when I went and saved yer life. I need to stop workin' with ungrateful assholes." With a slow sigh he sprayed the medicine out onto the small pok?mon and watched with awe as many of its wounds and bruises began to disappear. Jackson had never used one of these things himself before. They were pretty incredible to say the least.

The Houndour shakily rose to its feet and regarded Jackson with a wary curiosity. The tiny black pup's eyes ran along the trainers features as he continued with a narrow glare. Jackson gave a small shrug in response, before presenting the Inferno Ball to the Houndour nonchalantly.

"You don't belong 'ere. You ain't strong enough by yourself." He stated the facts as he saw them and the Houndour cringed a little, staring at the floor. "I wasn't either."

At that the small pok?mon looked up curiously and was surprised to see an oddly melancholy look on Jackson's features. "I know what it's like to be dumped into a scary place filled with assholes wantin' to hurt ya. I know how it feels t'hurt people who probably didn' deserve a thing, but you had to do it anyway to keep yourself goin'." The Houndour stared hard at Jackson before turning his gaze to the floor and staring at it with anger. "I also know... that alone, you can't help but end up a mess. If someone goes with you on the other hand, keeps y'on the straight n' narrow..." He trailed off for a moment, thinking of his sister. "Then y'can find a way to make up for what you did."

The Houndour looked up again, staring at Jackson with pain in its eyes, thoughts of all the things he ahd destroyed in the forest flashing through his head. Jackson spoke again calmly. "I can help y'find the ones who did this. Who really did this. We can stop 'em together... or you can go back into the woods on yer own. It's your choice, pup." Houndour stared long and hard at Jackson, trying to discern a motive, trying to find an ulterior desire hidden in those eyes, a reason why Jackson wanted to use and torture him like the last human had.

But he couldn't find one.

With a small nod, Houndour looked back at Jackson with a strange sort of determination. He didn't fully trust Jackson, but he knew that he was right. He couldn't do this alone. He would take one last risk and accept help from the human offering it. Jackson smiled a little and nodded back, before tossing the Inferno Ball forward so that it bounced off of the small pok?mon's head, transforming him into a beam of red energy that was presently drawn into the pok?ball with a blazing flame motif.

"Then from 'ere on pup, your name is Fang... and we'll work together to move forward."

One shake.

Two shakes.

Three shakes.

A single soft ding.

With a new party member in tow, Jackson picked the now filled Inferno Ball off of the floor and clipped it to his belt. Gaspar flew back into his trainer's shadow with a wide and mischievous grin, fazing in with the darkness until only his creepy eyes were visible against the two dimensional form of Jackson's silhouette.

With nothing left to do and nothing more to say, Jackson kept walking forward until the forest's Northern gate came into his field if vision.

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SANTALUNE FOREST - I SMELL SOMETHING BURNING
"This was a great idea," Rai grumbled as she plowed through yet another unknown set of low hanging tree branches.

Determined to catch up with whoever from her graduation class that had set off into their journeys first, Rai had said goodbye to Avril at the entrance of the forest. She didn't mind the company of the cheerful blonde girl - quite the opposite! - but this was serious business, and Rai didn't want to be slowed down on her shortcut through the forest.

The shortcut that had now been turned into a long trek. She had a special map she had gotten from Kea, said to lead her safely through the forest much quicker than the normal walkway - now Rai was convinced that that was merely a prank. She cursed and wrote a mental reminder to never trust advice from her obnoxious girl cousin again. At least Kyo would treat their rivalry fairly. She hoped.

Elekid was jumping along beside her, almost monkey-like in his curious mood and ease with which he moved over trunks and rocks. But suddenly he stopped, and waved to get her attention. Pulling away another atrociously annoying branch, she could move forward enough to look to where he was pointing.

A red light lit up the forest ahead. And it was suspiciously warm in the air...

"Oh no," she gasped. "Somebody missed the safety lesson when barbecuing in the outdoors!"

Echo raised an eyebrow at her.

"That's a forest fire, can't you smell it? Don't you have natural pok?mon instincts that tell you when there's a big fire, or a flood, or a storm coming etcetera?"

"Kid!" Echo merely grunted, and jumped down from the log he was standing on. But he jumped in the direction of the red light.

"No, no, that's the wrong instinct you're following!" Rai shouted. "We need to run away from forest fires!"

He disappeared behind the trees. A warm gust of air swooshed into her face, and she clenched her fists.

"Here we go again..." she mumbled before she, once again, started running to catch up with her overly curious companion.
 
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The 100th Battle
Flaming Santalune Forest

"So, what do you like, work in admin or something?"

The man seemed amused by the question the 14 year old had posed to him. "What do you know about admins?" Given his line of work, it probably wasn't a great idea to say too much.

"Well, I know you look like the type of person that does that kinda stuff. Suit and all. I'm helping out here, the least you could do is humour me." Drew responded flatly. Despite initiating the conversation, he hardly seemed interested in the mans answers at all.

"Well I'm sorry to tell you, but the suit is just for show. My job is mostly just filling out papers and a patrol every now and then. grunt work mostly. Consider my an on call bodyguard."

Drew continued to walk, mostly ignoring the man. Every opening he expected to be there, wasn't there. He'd managed to hold his nerve pretty well up to that point. They were in a burning forest! If there were ever a time to lose his cool it would be now, and Drew was coming very close to that eventuality.

As they turned the corner, an angry boy stood near an ash pile, sputtering and attempting to brush soot off his hat.

The sound of voices drew Tim's attention, and he turned to find the source. "Uh... I know what this looks like, but this isn't my fault. I didn't burn this house down."

Drew raised a brow. House? What exactly had they ran into? Better yet, of all the people he could've ran into out here, it had to be Newt. "What exactly happened here?"

In all the excitement, Newt hadn't realized who he was talking to. "Oh." He frowned, more annoyed than angry now. "It's you. If you must know, I was making my way through this forest when I was suddenly ambushed! By monkeys!" He was getting angry again, his words accentuated with gestures and stomping.

"Their ringleader was an Aipom. He tried to steal my new Luxury Ball!" He pulled out the ball, showing it to Drew. "Nice, right? But I kept hold of it, and Agro sent him running. So naturally, I gave chase. A Pansage shows up, tries to trip me, and I had to deal with that, but then this tree... house... vine thing just goes up in flames!"

He glared around the area, looking for the source of the flames. "If you ask me, there's an angry Pansear, maybe a Simisear, around here somewhere who's upset that I bested his minions in battle." Seeing the extent of the fire damage made him pause. "Although this seems a little extreme."

Drew scoffed. He hadnt really taken much time to consider what had actually started the fire given the whole Buizel situation. Surely a Simisear couldnt have done this. Maybe whatever this big ash pile was before Newt had gotten his grubby hands on it. But the whole forest? That would be insane. He didnt believe Tim for a second, but he wasnt about to stop now, they needed to find their way through this chaos and to Santalune pokemon center.

"Hey Drew, this kid bothering you?" The mysterious man piped up, slowly getting agitated as the fire around them raged on.

"Not anymore. We need to get going if we don't wanna get buried in ash." Drew turned his back to Tim, looking searching form an alternate route to the gate.

"Kid? Bother?!" Newt was already in a bad mood, but what gave this guy the right to interrupt? "You got something to say to me, Dandy Man? Because I've already dealt with uppity children and larcenous simians today, I don't need a fabulous dresser like yourself sassing me!"

He turned to his rival. "Who is this guy, Drew? Your tour guide? Because he's not very good at it. You'd have more luck with me leading you out. I at least know where the gate is."

Drew stopped as he noticed the admin had stopped to hear what Newt had to say. His mistake. If he was supposed to be helping this guy though, he supposed he would. He really wasnt in the mood for this anymore. "It's actually the other way arou-" Drew began before being interrupted by his suited companion.

"Alright, I've already had enough of this loud mouth. Drew who the hell is this kid?"

"This is the guy who considers himself my rival. I'm not really too keen on the title, but he's pretty persistent." Drew sighed apathetically in response.

"'Considers'?" Newt seemed genuinely offended by Drew's apathy. "Our clashes defined who we were in school! You drove me to improve myself, to always be better! And I know I encouraged you to improve, to be worthy of being my opponent."

"And as for you," he turned to the other, "who are you calling 'loud mouth? Who even are you?"

Drew, who had already began walking away again at this point, was once again led to stop and consider what was going on behind him. Not by the admin this time, but by Tim Newton himself. Honestly, Drew remembered the first time he'd lost to Newt in the academy. It was embarrassing. He was the first one Tim had beat. The two were the respective runts of the litter when it came to their classes, but Drew had always compensated with his academic grades, unlike Newt. Even worse that Drew had defeated him in induction, meaning they were each others first battle. Since they'd battled a total of ninety-nine times. In class, during break, before school, after school, whenever Newt issued the challenge they would battle. It all accumulated in Drew having fifty wins to Newt's forty-nine. Saying he wasnt his rival was a bit harsh. "Alright Newt, how about this? When we get to Santalune, before we challenge the gym leader, we have our battle. If you win, you're officially my rival."

The admin rolled his eyes. This melodrama of apathy and rashness was more than he could take. "Hey, legendary as I'm sure your great rivalry is gonna be, how about we focus on getting outta this damned forest. I need to get the hell outta here before those ****in co-I mean, before my ****in meeting starts!"

Drew raised a brow at the mans initial statement, but shook it off. He was right. They needed to leave. Now. He once again turned down the route, hopefully for the last time.

"Get back here!" Newt wasn't about to let Drew leave, and he ran after him. "If you're finally going to take this seriously, then why wait? We'll settle this right here and now! When you reach Santalune, you'll acknowledge my skill and I'll finally have a worthy rival, instead of the half-assed attempts at a challenge you were back in school."

He grabbed his Pokeball from his belt, grinning wickedly. "Don't listen to the Dandy Man. Let these flames be the backdrop for our climactic battle!"

Is he crazy? Drew recoiled at the insane proposition Newt had just made to him. He needn't argue though. If there was one thing he'd never beat Tim at, it was arguing. Drew could be stubborn, but he knew when he'd met his match. "You're impossible. But fine, if we're doing this let's get it done quick. Who knows when this place'll collapse."

The admin looked frantically between the pair. Did they really have time for this? Were these kids stupid? He couldnt leave now though, the cops would surely find him at this point. Or worse yet, Gabriel. He needed Drew to win quickly here. If Drew's Floatzel was strong, it would beat the loud mouth kid and still take out any Growlithe or Houndour that came their way, without him having to use his own. "Why not battle closer to the exit?"

Drew grabbed his pokeball, ignoring the admin. "Figures my first battle would be against you." He tossed the ball, and in a flash of light, his Chespin appeared.

The small Green hedgehog stretched, taking a moment to take in his environment. He began to freak out, as he noticed the raging flames surrounding him.

"Sorry Bry, I kinda need you to get this battle over and done with for me."

Brycen glared back at his trainer, somehow managing to shake off his fear after the rallying cry.

"Don't think this will be so easy! 'Over and done with', I'll show him over and done with Go Agro!" Newt was not happy with the blatant disrespect Drew was showing him, but his Aron would fix that problem for him.

Agro sniffed the floor, looking for snacks. Looking up, he saw the flames. Those were definitely not[ /i] snacks.

"No time to waste, hit him vine whip!" At Drew's command, the unnerved Chespin ran towards his opponent. Vines protruded from Brycen's back, and slammed into the Aron. Though it hardly seemed to do anything.

Newt hadn't expected such a sudden attack. That definitely wasnt what he was used to with Drew. "Okay, he's faster. Use Curse to boost yourself!" Agro pumped himself up with a brief meditation session, preparing for the next hit.

"Damn, I forgot he had an Aron. This is gonna get tedious." Drew groaned to himself. He looked around, noticing a few trees breaking. He shook his head. That strategy wasnt worth resorting to. At the same time though, Chespin wasnt about to take too many hits if this thing kept up its curses. Rollout was an option, but a steel type was never going to recede to a rock type attack. Growl wasnt going to be worth anything if his defense was too high. Vine Whip and Tackle werent going to hurt this thing either. He'd been checked on typing alone. Drew sighed. He didnt want to lose to Newt again, but this was a futile situation. Drew threw his hands in the air and lowered his head. "I forfeit. There's no point in going any further here."

Newt stopped in surprise. "Seriously? Just like that?" He looked disappointed, until a grin broke out across his face. "YES! Victory by default is still victory!" He returned Agro to his ball, making an obscene gesture at the Dandy Man. "Who's the loud mouth now, jerk?!"

"He's an admin who got stuck in the forest." Drew sighed, taking out his pokeball and attempting to return a very frustrated Brycen.

The Chespin though, wasnt having any of it. He dodged the beam and stormed up to his trainer. "Ches! Ches!" He growled, furious with Drew's decision to quit.

Drew staggered back. He wasnt prepared for this and certainly didnt expect it from his seemingly laid back new pokemon. He knelt down, meeting the pokemon at his level. "Look, Brycen, I promise, when we get to Santalune gym, there'll be no giving up. So bear with me, alright buddy?" He stuck out a fist for Brycen to bump, but the Chespin turned away. "C'mon, it's a rocky start, but we're gonna win the pokemon league together, remember?" As Drew said it, Brycen had a starry eyed moment, before settling for a gentle grin. He turned again to face his trainer and accepted the fist bump. Finally, Drew was able to return his starter into his pokeball, so that the group could be on there way again. "Hey Newt, you commin? It wouldnt be smart to stay in this place for too much longer."

"I told you, I'm more of a grunt. Dont ever let my boss catch you saying that ****." The admin mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Newt started walking away from Drew and the "Admin", head held high as he basked in his victory. "Yeah, I'm not spending any more time here than I need to. See you in Santalune, Drew!" He was almost out of sight before he stopped and turned around, falling into step behind Drew and the Dandy Man. "The exit's this way..."

feat. Tim 'Newt' Newton


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