《Back to Pokemon and Earth》 Chapter 1: The First Glimpse "Uuuugh...urk...!" My head hurts so much, I feel like crap. Archer Sullivan tried standing up as he held his head in agony, feeling as if his energy and strength was drained from his body. Grasping the nearby chair that he could lean on, he stabilized himself, afraid that he might fall down again. He checked on his body, noticing that he has no scratches nor wounds and he still wore his same clean outfit: blue slacks with a plain T-shirt. He sighed with relief, knowing that he was okay, yet he began shivering as he noticed that he was in a strange, vast place, looking like a hallway, lit by a singular lamp installed at the roof. Where am I? Where''s the team? Wondering if he was transported to another place after volunteering to be subjected to the first-ever Dimensional Travel, Archer looked on his surroundings with amazement and fear in his eyes: the walls dilapidated, the white-tiled floors murked with black substance, the roof filled with large and thick cobwebs, and the place stank like shit. Was the test successful?But where the hell am I right now? Archer turned around as he covered his nose due to the bad odor, searching for any sign or clue that could hint him as to his whereabouts. He searched for his phone inside his pocket so he could contact his team but he could not find it, even his bag and the CamCorder that he brought along - to be used in recording his journey if the warping was successful - was lost. "Shit!" he mumbled in despair, ruffling his short, black hair as he sat on the only chair present. He closed his eyes and meditated so as to calm himself, repeating the words,Relax, calm yourself and think, inside his mind for about a minute or two, and exhaled a deep, long breath. Soon enough, his body stopped shivering, and he opened his eyes to investigate the area once again. Walking slowly towards the end of the hallway, Archer saw a metallic door with a big ''EXIT'' sign plastered on its center. The walls were covered with marks as if scraped with sharp nails, cobwebs adorning it as well, while the floor area infront of him was filled with long trails of black goo, leading towards the other doorway at the leftside of the metallic door. He stopped walking and crouched down, looking at the gooey stuff closely and he frowned in disgust. "Smells like shit, looks like shit, feels like shit, conclusion, this is clearly shit," he said in exasperation as he stood up again and continued walking, avoiding the shitty trail. I wonder what''s with the trail? Did a living shit walk or crawl out? Am I facing a shitty creature, or, monster?! Archer hurried his pace as he could not take thestench any longer, and also worrying that he might encounter the creature who made the shitty trail, or the one who made those very thick cobwebs, or the culprit of that sharp marks on the wall. Finally reaching the metallic door, he tried pulling it with all his might, and in his relief the door opened, creating a big, loud creaking sound. As he started walking once again, he felt that the hairs on his nape stood up, and the area around him felt suffocating, and the smell started growing stronger, shittier than ever. "Grimer!" Looking towards his left, the once dark pathway was now lit with two bright eyes, and he could somehow see a silhouette of a triangular creature, with its two arms reaching wide open, as if wanting to give him a big hug. It slowly moved towards him, sliding as if it has no feet. Archer stood still, his eyes and mouth wide open as the image of the creature came into light. The creature looked like a big blob of sludge, around 2 or 3 feet, its toothless mouth gaping as it slides towards him, leaving trails of goo along the floor. Noticing that the stench became worse, Archer backed out slowly, not removing his gaze on the slimything, covering his nose once again as he balled his other fist to relax himself. "Grimer!" "Grimer!" "Grimer!" Two, then, four, then came six, until there were almost 20 pairs of eyes blinking on the dark pathway, shouting the same words. He almost felt faint because of the reek that was growing stronger, stopping himself from gagging. Before he could run and go outside, he saw a bigger pair of eyes shining at the end of the pathway, its silhouette almost twice bigger than the creature infront of him. "Muuuuuuuk!" Shit! Archer scurried outside the door, finding himself infront of a big staircase going down, almost about 100 feet in length. Gathering all his strength, he ran as fast as he could, gasping loudly as he fixated his eyes on the exit. Almost reaching his freedom, he felt goosebumps, noticing that something was falling towards him as he heard a whooshing sound. Looking back, he saw a ball of dark sludge aiming towards him, almost 5 meters away from him. Dodging towards the right of the staircase, he saw the spot he earlier occupied now sizzling, covered with black mist. Poisonous?! I should have known this shit was poison. Archer ran once again, not stopping without a care in the world until he ran out of strength. He did not know where he was right now, but all he was thinking was to get away from the shitty abomination. Gasping for breath, he lay down with his back on the ground, wheezing as he felt his blood rised up on his head. He closed his eyes and rested his body so that he could have the energy to run once again if he faced any encounters likethat. As he was resting, he felt as if something was moving towards him even though he could not hear any footsteps or movements. "Meowth!"Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. Opening his eyes, Archer saw a foot-tall standing figure, which looked like a cat with a gold-like plate on its forehead, its whiskers, two on both side of its cheeks moving as it gazed upon him, as if curious. It reached out its left paw, or hand, towards his face, pinching his cheek softly, its gaze still fixated on him as if he was a mouse. It turned back and shouted, "Meowth! Meowth Meowth!" as if calling someone, or something. And soon enough, Archer could hear voices and footsteps that keeps getting louder and louder, moving towards him. Still lying on the ground, he saw two women and 3 men, maybe in college, running, their eyes filled with concern and curiousity as they saw me sprawled on the ground. "Are you okay?" the pony-tailed, brunette girl ask Archer, her voice hinted with concern. "Hey, Drok, help him get up!" Archer saw a 7-feet tall guy approaching him, which he suspected was the guy whom she called Drok. Assisting him up as if Archer was weightless, Drok looked at him with his eyes narrowed and said, "why are you lying down like you were on a beach, skinny-dipping like a boss? You''re tanned enough to be wishing for a darker skin, eh?" "Well, I was running as hard as I can, trying to get away from that big blob of shit," Archer replied, scratching his head. Looking at the proud cat standing beside the pony-tailed lady, he pointed at it and asked, "what''s with the cat? How come it''s standing like a hold-up victim?" Looking at each other, they began laughing hard, as if it was the greatest joke that they have ever heard in their entire laugh. After almost laughing for about a minute, the short blonde lady gestured towards Archer and asked, "now, that''s funny" with a mirth in her voice. Noticing that Archer was just standing still, as if serious, she held her forehead and her eyes wide-eyed, saying "You were serious?! You really don''t know thecat?" "Do I look like I amjoking?" Archer asked grumpily, folding his arms on his chest as he looked on his surroundings, now only realizing that he actually arrived on a wide clearing. "I am really sorry, but can you tell me where the hell am I right now?" The blue-eyed guy looked at Archer with his eyes narrowed like a slit of a snake, his face tilted partially towards the left, asking, "I think it''s rude for you to ask such things without even telling us your name." "Oh, okay. I''m Archer. Archer Sullivan. And yours?" "My name''s Jax, you know with a J and X," the blue-eyed guy answered cooly, with a smirk on his face. "The carrot-top''s Eric, the blonde''s Shiela, and the giant''s name is Drok. She''s Ericka and her Meowth''s name is Meowsy," pointing at the pony-tailed lady and the standing cat. "Now, to answer your question earlier, we are actually in Cinnabar Island." "Cinnamon Bar?" Archer asked sheepishly. "A food island?" The rest guffawed while Ericka stifled her laughter as she looked at Archer and answered, "No, its C-I-N-N-A-B-A-R Island. Cinnabar Island." Patting the head of her cat, Meowsy, she suddenly stared at him firmly and asked, "What were you doing inside the Pokemon Mansion?" "Huh, Pokemon Mansion?" Archer looked at Ericka dubiously, not believing what he was hearing right now. Realization dawned on him and his eyes opened widely and asked, "Wait, did you just say Pokemon?!" "Yes, Pokemon," Ericka and the rest looked at Archer strangely. As if contemplating, Ericka then continued, "Why, what''s strange with Pokemon? Don''t tell me you don''t know anything about them?" Archer did not answer her questions for he was really surprise to find out that he was inside the Pokemon world. Now recalling what he saw, smelled, and heard from earlier till now - Grimer, Muk, Meowth, Cinnabar Island, Pokemon Mansion - he connected the dots and understood that the experiment that he volunteered earlier was successful. And it ws so successful that he was transported to a dimension or world where Pokemons exist, just like the game that was famous back on Earth. Does it mean that all the games that humans created are actually existing worlds from another dimension, or is this true only for the Pokemon world? Is this even the same with the game?Or maybe - "Hey, Archer, back on Kanto," Ericka said, waving her hands infront of my face. "You''re acting as if you just lose your shit or something." Archer looked at her blankly, then felt his face turning warm, scratching his head. "Sorry, I was just surprise back then." Massaging his forehead, he began contemplating for the correct words he would answer to them, and after a minute, asked "What did you ask back then?" "I was just asking you about your purpose inside the Pokemon Mansion." "How can you say that I was inside the Pokemon Mansion?" "Meowsy told me so?" "Oh, really?" Archer looked at Meowsy and folded his arms, thinking the best thing as to how he can properly answer her question. "You can understand him?!" "One, yes I can perfectly understand everything. And it''s aher." Archer just stood still, evaluating the things that he heard.Icould not just say that I suddenly appeared inside the Pokemon Mansion via Dimension Travel, could I?Maybe they will think that I am a whacko if I say I''m not from this world, won''t they? Or worse, I will be kidnapped by scientists if they ever believe my claims, and be subjected horrors upon horrors of...tests?! Wait, I think I know how to get away with this. "I don''t know," Archer answered her. "What, you don''t know? What do you mean you don''t know?" Jax interjected, his blue eyes still fixated on me, as if I was an interesting labrat. "Wait, don''t tell me you have...amnesia." "Maybe." Yay, the amnesia card always works. Archer was about to go near him when suddenly his vision went totally dark. ________________________________________________________________ Archer could not help but tremble, his eyes dilated, trying to seek even a spark of light when all of a sudden, someone poked him at his back. The hairs on his nape all stood up, goosebumps all over his body as he shivered. Someone was at his back, he was sure of it, yet he hesitated to turn around because he was scared of finding out who - or what - was poking him. He gathered his strength and slowly looked back, and his brows furrowed when he saw the culprit. The being just stood still, somewhat like a haze, hovering in the air, his body now glowing amidst the dark place. As Archer gaped at the creature, he heard it say, "Hey, you Traveller, would you consider to be my Anomaly?" "Huh?" Archer uttered. The being shimmered as it floated towards him and said, "Help me spread my power in this world and in return, I will give you something that can make you powerful." Archer hesitated for a moment, not sure as to what to do in this situation. Without a choice, he decided to take his chances and asked, "How can you make me powerful?" "I can give you a system that can help you in this world, and gift you with an ability of mine." "Ability of what?" "An ability of Creation and Genetics." Chapter 2: At The Pokemon Center "ARCHER!!!" Everyone bellowed. ________________________________________________________________ ¡°Hurry up, Drok! Lay him down on the bed¡­careful and stop hitting his head!¡± ¡°Yeah, yeah¡­Ericka, I know what I¡¯m doing, okay? I¡¯ve studied basic aid in the school, you know?¡± ¡°You¡¯ve studied at the Pokemon Training School, and no way does Archer looks like a Pokemon, you know?¡± ¡°Yeah, right. Maybe he¡¯s just an evolved Mr. Mime in disguise.¡± ¡°Ha ha ha¡­funny, very funny, Drok.¡± ¡°Yeah, I know Ericka. That¡¯s why I¡¯m so cool.¡± Archer could feel that he was being carried by someone, maybe Drok, as he heard the conversation while he closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious. Feeling dizzy from the journey due to something that keeps hitting his head, and also from the bumpy ride on Dodrio¡¯s back, hearing its mighty cluck, ¡°Dodrio!¡± from time to time, he somehow relented that he did that stupid act. As he waited for them to lay him down on the bed, he thought of possible answers that he could tell them so as to cover his alien identity. I think I¡¯ll just have to say that I¡¯ve forgotten my address, family, friends and everything except my name and age, and start everything anew and see where it goes. Pokemon, hmmm, interesting. I¡¯m not really familiar with Pokemon but somehow I¡¯ve played the game, read some mangas and watched animes back on my high school years. I wonder if they¡¯re the same with this world. I¡¯ve been busy since I¡¯ve turned 17 last year, and now, I guess I¡¯ll have to - ¡°Nurse Joy! Is he okay?¡± ¡°Hmmm, I don¡¯t know, but he looks pale. Let me give him some shots so that he¡¯d fill much better as we wait on Dr. Mario to do further check-ups on him.¡± Shots? Dang it, I hate shots. I hate injections. What do I do? What do I do? Archer was now lying on a soft cushion, maybe a bed, and felt that someone held his shoulder, and realized that his sleeve was being raised, and a cool substance was applied with a cottony thing on his upper limb. Feeling scared, he abruptly sat on the bed, and shouted, ¡°Noooo!¡± Everyone was watching him silently, others shock, some surprise, while the rest of the people gaped at him. After a few minutes of silence, Ericka coughed a few times before asking, ¡°Archer, are you fine? Why are you screaming?¡± Everyone¡¯s eyes were still focused on Archer, and he could feel that his face was warm, maybe due to embarrassment, and looked down on the bed, evading their penetrating stares. What should I say, dang it. Well, here it goes. ¡°Sorry, I just dreamt about that Grimers and Muk that I¡¯ve encountered earlier inside the Pokemon Mansion. I, I thought they¡¯ve caught up on me, gobbling me up whole.¡± Ericka softened her gaze, somehow pity and concern evident on her expression. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, you¡¯ll be fine. Those blobs will not reach you here, okay?¡± Holding my shoulder, she firmed her grasp on me and said, ¡°You¡¯ll be alright, let Nurse Joy gives you meds so you¡¯ll be up and running in no time.¡± ¡°Yes, Mr. Archer. My name¡¯s Nurse Joy, and it¡¯s my job being the head nurse here in the Pokemon Center of Cinnabar Branch to heal and assist anyone who¡¯s sick and helpless.¡± Nurse Joy carried a tray with a big, injection and set it on the table. ¡°Lucky for you, we¡¯re not busy as of the moment so everyone is available to help you.¡± Archer saw the pink-haired woman near him, dressed in skimpy white outfit like a maid that you see in an anime. Well, she¡¯s beautiful, I think it is 34C huh? She exactly looked like Nurse Joy from the anime, except that this more looks¡­real in the flesh. Nurse Joy once again touched his upper arm and slowly pointed the injection on his shoulder. ¡°No, no, no. I¡¯m well already, Nurse Joy. No need to inject me with some shot boosters.¡± ¡°But why not? You need this to regain your strength; it¡¯s very effective and it works pronto.¡± ¡°No¡­you see¡­uhm. Okay, I¡¯m scared of needles.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°I¡¯m aichmophobic, you know? And do not ask me why, I just do,¡± Archer replied with a small voice, staring at Nurse Joy timidly. ¡°Please do try to understand.¡± Nurse Joy smiled at Archer as she slowly returned the injection on the tray, saying ¡°I understand, Mr. Archer¡±. Putting her hands akimbo, she turned her head and looked at the reception desk and called, ¡°Chacha, you¡¯ve got work to do, my friend.¡± ¡°CHANSEY!¡± The pink egg-like Pokemon, about 3 feet tall, was walking carefully towards the bed where Archer was as it held its egg perched on its front pocket. With its beady eyes and an adorable smile, it approached Nurse Joy, its short tail wagging like a dog. ¡°Chansey?¡± Nurse Joy patted its head. ¡°Can you please use Soft-Boiled on our patient, right now? His name¡¯s Archer and he needs our medical attention.¡±Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. ¡°Chansey, chansey.¡± Chacha approached Archer at a slow pace, and with a sway of its hands, it shouted, ¡°Chansey!¡± as the egg on its front shined brightly. Soon enough, the light covered him, making him feel relaxed and refreshed, his tired body being renewed with strength and vigor. ¡°Chansey! Chansey, chansey!¡± Chacha clapped her hands as she walked towards Nurse Joy. ¡°Chansey, chansey.¡± Now grinning, Nurse Joy shifted her gaze from Chacha to Archer, her hands still on her hips. "Chacha said you''ll be alright now. There''s some traces of poison that Chacha noticed while healing you with her skill, but do not worry, it''s just minimal that it would not affect you at all. All it takes is just a few wink and you''ll be a new man. Chacha, you may now go back to the Healing Area." "Chansey!" Chacha replied, turning around as it walked towards the reception area. Ruffling his hair, Archer tried moving his arms and legs, finding out that indeed, his strength was back. "Thank you, Nurse Joy. Thank Chacha for me." Smiling like a kid, he grabbed the apple that was set on the table beside him, and began eating. "Well, let me introduce myself properly, Nurse Joy. I''m Archer Sullivan, and currently I can''t remember where I''m from. Even my address, my family, friends...everything, it''s like a big, blank space inside my mind, well, except my name, err, and age, I guess...that''s the only thing I can remember." "Hmmm, only name and age," Archer heard Shiela repeating what he said earlier, while Ericka, Drok, Jax and Eric were tinkering with the booth that looked like computers at the right side of the Reception desk. Nurse Joy touch his head, saying "You don''t have any bump on your head. Weren''t you hit by a blunt weapon or something?" Is Shiela a ghost or something? I didn¡¯t noticed she was just right here until she talked. "I can''t remember. All I know is that I found myself waking up inside the long hallway filled with cobwebs and shits." Archer was done eating the apple, and started for round two of satisfying his hunger. "As soon as I''ve reached the exit, that''s where the Grimers and Muk suddenly appeared, wanting me to become a puddle of shit just like them. And -" "And you''ve escaped them without using any Pokemon beside you?" Shiela interrupted, curiosity was evident on her expression. "Lucky for you, I guess." "Yup, a big hurray for me," Archer seconded cheerfully as he continued munching the rest of the fruits, watery juice staining his chin. Wiping it away, he continued eating. "Anyway, I really don''t know what to do after I''m healed. Can you give me any suggestions as to what I should do? I have no one I know here, well, as far as I can remember." "That''s a big problem, considering everyone needs to be registered to enjoy our amenities here in Cinnabar Island, or anywhere in Kanto in particular," Nurse Joy explained. "Don¡¯t worry, everything¡¯s paid, bill¡¯s on them.¡± ¡°I guess I have to thank them properly.¡± ¡°Yes, you should. Well, I''ve got to assume that your Pokemon was stolen or released, since you don''t have any with you right now, right?" "Right, Ma''am," Archer lied with a straight face. Nurse Joy touched her chin, as if thinking deeply, and said, "And it''s dangerous for you to not have any Pokemon, especially if you intend to explore the island or move anywhere in Kanto." Walking back and forth, she mumbled grumpily, her brows in a furrow, and suddenly, looked at Archer, happily shouting, "Eureka!" Everyone turned around, looking at the flustered lady, while she was saying, "don''t mind me, everyone. Don''t mind me." "Huh, you found what?" Archer asked. "Nurse Joy, you really has found some ideas?" Recovering from the earlier scene, Nurse Joy clapped her hands as she dance happily. "Yes, yes. Let me go and fetch someone. Tootles." She scurried towards the room at the left side of the reception area, and a few minutes later, a 5-feet tall man with a bulky figure was now together with her, walking side by side towards Archer. With a smile brimming with confidence, she introduced the guy. "This is Shane Erickson. I believe that he can help you with your current predicament. Shane, this is Archer Sullivan. And, I¡¯ll leave both of you here while I¡¯ll go back at the Reception to do my duties. Bye.¡± ¡°Sure, Nurse Joy.¡± Archer looked at the well-built guy with a strange look on his face. "Hi, Mr. Shane Erickson." "Hi, Archer...just Shane will do." "Okay, Shane. Uh, you know that - " "Yeah, I know, Nurse Joy told me everything," Shane cut him off abruptly. "All I can say is that I can give you a ride so we can reach Pallet Town and help you know your identity at the National Statistics Office. They have their scanner there, and if you''re previously registered, whether here in Kanto, Johto, Sinnoh, Unova, or Alola, it is impossible for them not to have any records on you, unless..." "Unless what?" Archer asked, feeling uneasy. "Unless you''re not of this world, of which it is impossible. And, of course, if you¡¯re a heretic." Archer laughed nervously. "What if my parents failed to register me?" "Impossible. It''s universally implemented as a law that every parents would be obligated to register their child upon reaching the age of five. Well, as far as I¡¯m concerned, every child I know was duly registered." "And, what''s the benefit of being registered?" "First, to enjoy free tuition at the Pokemon Training School. Second, to freely use the amenities throughout the different regions such as the Pokemon Center, PC Booth, and Trading Link. Third, the professors assigned on each city would help the child in acquiring their starter Pokemon. Fourth, freebies such as Pokedex, running shoes, town maps and bikes. Fifth, having privileges to challenge the Pokemon Gyms and participate in the Pokemon League. Sixth, the only way to leave Kanto region lawfully and safely is being registered with the system." Shane stopped explaining, as if considering something in his thoughts, and smiled as he continued, "Lastly, free pokeballs for your first journey, and the most important of them all, you can''t have any pokeballs if you''re not registered. At all or you''ll be chased by the police, being a heretic and all. In short, no pokeball, no legal Pokemon for you. Clear enough?" "Clear as day," Archer fiddled with his thumbs, looking at Shane and Nurse Joy with a helpless expression. Contemplating, he was now at a lost as to how he should resolve his problem, considering that he was sure the supposed scanner back at Pallet Town would have a zero record on him. Scratching his head, he stared at Shane with a hopeful look on his face. "What if I''m not registered, could I still do it myself, even though I''m nearing 18?" Shane glared at him, his arms folded on his chest. For about four or five minutes, all they did was stare at each other until Archer felt that it was somewhat awkward for 2 grown men to do that for a long time. Smiling sheepishly, he was about to close his eyes and lie down when he heard Shane saying, "Yes, you can, but only one person can help you. He''s the head professor of the Pokemon Research Institute here in Kanto region, and luckily, he''s currently in Pallet Town." "May I know his name?" "Professor Samuel Oak." Chapter 3: Illegal Entry "May I know his name?" "Professor Samuel Oak." Archer stopped eating as he stared at Shane with amazement, hearing the name of one of the most influential persons of the Pokemon World, particularly in Pokemon Red, Blue and Yellow Version, Professor Oak. Wow, am I going to meet the Professor? Will I get a Pokemon from him? What should I choose, maybe Charmander? Too generic¡­Naaah¡­Wait, if we¡¯ll meet in Pallet Town, then will I see Ash Ketchum, the eternal 10-year old virgin? He laughed giddily as he continued his musings when someone poked at his shoulder and said, ¡°Hey Archer, you¡¯ve gone cuckoo?¡± ¡°Huh? Oh, yeah, oh...oh no. I¡¯m okay.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t look okay,¡± Shane countered, scowling at Archer as he backed out. ¡°I think you still need to stay here until you feel fine. Maybe while resting, your memories will return.¡± ¡°Nah, it does not work that way, trust me, and I¡¯m really fine, Shane,¡± Archer assured as he gobbled up the apple whole, spitting out the seeds. ¡°See, eating a whole apple with just a bite. Anyway, when will we go to Pallet Town? By ship?¡± ¡°Nope, by ¨C ¡° ¡°Portals, then?¡± ¡°No, not by portals. We can use ¨C ¡° ¡°Oooh, then we¡¯re going to Fly on a Pokemon ride?¡± ¡°Can you just let me finish, Mr. Archer Sullivan?¡± Shane stared at him like a father scowling at his child caught doing mischief. ¡°Sorry, Shane,¡± Archer simpered, massaging his forehead. ¡°I was just too excited to, you know, go to Pallet Town and register. So, it is by flying then?¡± Shane grinned at Archer. ¡°It¡¯s fine. No, it¡¯s not by Fly, I don¡¯t have any Pokemon that can do it. Instead, we will cross the sea with my faithful Jean.¡± ¡°Jean?¡± ¡°You¡¯ll see her later,¡± Shane beamed, then gesturing his hands, he continued, ¡°I guess I¡¯ll ask Nurse Joy if you¡¯ll be allowed to leave today. I will be only staying here until tomorrow since I¡¯ve got some important things to do back in Pallet Town.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sure that I can leave today, rest assured. If I have to escape, then I will,¡± Archer replied smugly, his eyes sparkling. ¡°Hmm, is it not dangerous to navigate the sea using Pokemon?¡± ¡°Not really, although sometimes you¡¯ll encounter pirates, wild Pokemons, and those heretics.¡± ¡°Heretics?¡± Archer asked. ¡°Who are they?¡± Shane paused for about a minute, as if recollecting his thoughts, and sat down on a chair. ¡°Heretics, how should I start explaining this? Well, I guess I¡¯ll have to go back to the Pokemon International Charter. Do you remember the things I¡¯ve told you about the benefits of being registered?¡± ¡°Yes, I do,¡± Archer raised his hands and counted. ¡°First, free tuition at the Training School. Second, free usage of the amenities like Pokemon Center, PC Booth, and Trading Link. Third, free starter Pokemon. Fourth, free Pokedex, running shoes, town maps, bikes, etcetera. Fifth, free challenges to the Pokemon Gyms and participate in the Pokemon League. Sixth, free tickets to leave Kanto region. Lastly, free pokeballs for the first journey. That¡¯s it, the seven Frees.¡± ¡°Wow, you easily remembered all those free things I¡¯ve told you, huh. I guess you¡¯re¡­intelligent.¡± ¡°Thank you for noticing that.¡± Shane snickered. ¡°Anyway, you¡¯re correct. But, you¡¯ve omitted the thing which I¡¯ve wanted to emphasize, and that is about legal ownership of Pokemon. Only duly registered citizen can own and buy pokeballs, so they are the only ones who can lawfully capture and own them.¡± ¡°So heretics are those who are not registered?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°And how do they get their Pokemon?¡± ¡°By stealing them from other Pokemon trainers.¡± ¡°Ah, I get it, now,¡± Archer answered. ¡°So, they¡¯re just like the bad guys. How come they¡¯re not registered? For all the benefits that you can receive, any sane guy will choose to register, won¡¯t he?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. I don¡¯t even understand how their mind works,¡± Shane stood up. ¡°If you really want to know, then ask one if you meet one, and I know of a group that can tell you the answer.¡± ¡°Who?¡± ¡°The Team Rocket,¡± Shane replied. ¡°You¡¯ll know one when you see one, since all of them wear those dumb shirts that have a Capital ¡®R¡¯ printed on it.¡± Looking at the reception area, he tapped his feet, seemingly lost in his thoughts. ¡°Shane? Is everything alright?¡± Shane stopped on his musing. ¡°I¡¯m fine, Archer. Anyway, I''ll meet you tomorrow at 10 AM.¡± Shane open his knapsack and opened it, pulling out male clothings. "These are for you. They''re new. I don''t want to be with a smelly person, especially when travelling with him for a long time." "Thanks." Archer saw him walking back to the left room where Nurse Joy went earlier. He felt tired, now lying down on the bed and gazed at the ceiling, and started analyzing all the things that had happened earlier this day.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. Now, I really am transported inside the Pokemon world. Pokemons do exist, and so far, I¡¯ve encountered Grimer, Muk, Meowth, Dodrio while pretending to be unconscious, hmm, Chansey. Friends¡­I guess...like Eric, Drok, Jax, Shiela, Nurse Joy and Ericka. Currently, I am here at Cinnabar Island, and later, I¡¯m gonna join Shane to Pallet Town and meet Professor Oak. But, will they accuse me of being a heretic who lost his memory after finding out I have no record in the National Statistics Office? What will I do if that will happen? Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be¡­I guess. Shifting his side on the bed, Archer started reminiscing once again. Loneliness started to creep in his heart. I wonder what¡¯s happening on the other side, back on Earth. Did I leave physically, or am I just a mental essence and my real body is back there on Earth, unconscious? How are they doing right now? Was my team okay? I guess there were ten of us who volunteered, did they also arrive here, just like me? Mom, dad, I hope you are doing fine. I pray that every one of you will be okay. Sis, I guess we¡¯ll just have to postpone my promised picnic¡­sorry that I can¡¯t fulfill it, I¡¯m just a bad brother to you, ain¡¯t I? Big Bro, I can¡¯t be there at your Promotion Party next month, wishing you for more promotions to come. And, Trisha¡­will I ever see you again? A tear slid on Archer¡¯s cheek as he closed his eyes. Will I ever go back on earth? Will I stay here forever? Will I meet everyone once again? Dear God, if you¡¯re true¡­.for once, help me¡­ I¡¯m scared¡­ _____________________________________________________________ ¡­¡­.Archer¡­¡­.. ¡°Uuungh¡­stop it, Mom. Today¡¯s my day off.¡± ...Archer¡­wake up¡­you don¡¯t have much time¡­ ¡°Mom¡­what are you talking about¡­it¡¯s Sunday now and I¡¯ve got much time¡­¡± ¡­AAAARCHEEEEERR!!!... ¡°For the love of God?!¡± Archer stood up quickly and was about to retort when he noticed his surroundings were quite different from his room. Blinking once, then twice, he finally remembered that he was transported into the Pokemon world and was sleeping inside the Pokemon Center, but there¡¯s no way in hell that this place is the Pokemon Center he had been earlier. ¡°Where the heck am I?¡± ...Archer...I¡¯m glad you are awake right now¡­ Searching for the source of the voice, he could see no one, or anything at all, since all his surroundings were blinding white, like the sky. ¡°Is this heaven?¡± ...Ha, ha, ha. No, it¡¯s not. It¡¯s just a space in your mind¡­ Hearing the voice like that of a female angel, soothing to the ears, Archer couldn¡¯t help but smile and relax. ¡°Are you God?¡± ...Some call me that¡­but I¡¯m just a messenger here to help you, Archer¡­. ¡°Help me with what?¡± ...Ent - ...I mean one of the guardians has heard your prayer, and took pity on you sinceyou were not part of the plan... "Wait, come again?!" Archer glowered, not knowing where to look. "What do you mean, ''not part of the plan''? And who''s the fucking guardian, the guardian of what?" ...Wait and I''ll ask them if I am permitted to answer your queries?... "You better do." ...Okay, done...since it was a case of mishandling, the guardians decided to tell you the truth as a form of apology... "That was fast. Okay, shoot. I''m all ears." ...To answer your question, the guardians of the Pokemon World and the guardians of Earth had aconcensus of which, you didn''t need to know the details. Originally, you were not included in the chosen nine to visit the Pokemon World and lived among them, but ''someone'' sabotaged it, making you the tenth, the sole illegal one... ¡°Am I just here because of someone¡¯s conspiracy and not because of the success of the experiment?!¡± Archer couldn''t help but clench his fists as veins appeared on his neck. "And, all of you have the nerve to call me the illegal one when it''s not my choice to come here ''illegally''?" ¡­.Calm yourself, Archer. I can understand why you are feeling angry right now¡­. ¡°No, you do not understand! I thought I was transported because the experiment was successful, and that is why I understood my predicament since it was my choice to volunteer, all in the name of science. And here I am, hearing right now that it is because of a damned, willful sabotage?! Now, that¡¯s bullshit!¡± Archer took a deep breath, and exhaled as long as he could, balling his fists, until he calmed his nerves, before saying, ¡°Sorry, I know you¡¯re just a messenger, coming here to help me. But, I can¡¯t help it. Damn, it¡¯s so frustrating.¡± ¡­.Yes, I know. And your experiment was successful, someone just sabotaged it. That is why, Ente ¨C I mean one of the guardians sent me to give you the book, which all the visitors should have received as they materialized in the Pokemon World... ¡°Why can¡¯t you just send me back to Earth, you know?¡± ¡­.We are not allowed to change the course of the present time and event, but, how the future goes, we can influence, once every century¡­andyou needed this help or you''ll be trashed in the World... ¡°What do I have to do, then?¡± ...Live and enjoy like a true Pokemon Trainer...and do not worry about your family, friends, and Trisha, since a doppelganger of yours was created to represent you back on Earth... "And that''s supposed to be a good news for me, huh?" Archer paced back and forth as he thought of something. "And why in the hell did I appear in such a dangerous place? Could you just have dropped me beside the Pokemon Center?" ...Everyone did, except you, since you came here ''illegally''... "Yeah, riiight. I''m just curious, I didn''t expect the Pokemon World to be true, I mean you know, since it is a famous game, manga, and anime back on Earth." ...Ha ha ha. Do not be surprised. Don''t you know that they also have a T.V. show entitled ''The Earth'', and famous personalities back on Earth are the characters?... "WOW! And do they also have me?" ...Archer, only the ''famous'' ones are known, not an ant like you... "Ouch. Fine, back to the story, did the Pokemon back on Earth depicted the real situation of the Pokemon World?" ...Not all. Many were true, some were just plain off... "Last Question. What''s my purpose here?" ...You''ll know when the time is right... "Yeah, sure. So, where''s the book?" ..You''ll get it when you wake up... ¡°Well, uh, can I see you, you know, for research purposes?¡± ¡­.No, you can¡¯t, or you¡¯ll die¡­. ¡°Okay, scratch that¡­uhm, may I know your name, please?¡± ¡­Hmmmm...don''t bother with it...If the time permits, then you will surely know. Now, go child, remember do not tell anyone you¡¯ve met me or you¡¯ll suffer some consequences¡­..and peace be with you¡­. ¡°More like rest in peace for me,¡± Archer retorted. He saw the swirling mass appeared at his left, and his brows raised, asking, ¡°Do I just have to enter this mass?¡± ¡­.Yes, my child¡­. ¡°Okay, here goes nothing.¡± Chapter 4: The Ninja Clan I''m back. Archer searched his body and got scared for he could not find the book. Frowning, he looked around, first at the desk, next at the bed, then under the pillow, and sure enough, the book was hidden under it. He sighed, glad that the messenger was indeed true to her words. As he traced the leathery cover, he chuckled as he saw the title engraved on it: BACK TO POKEMON AND EARTH. Cute.I didn''t expect that guardianscan be so dumb in giving names. "I''ll read this later. What time is it anyway?" Archer looked up at the wall where the clock was installed. "Still 9 AM. Have to wait for about an hour for Shane to arrive." Archer placed the book under the pillow, and shifted his gaze towards the window. Seeing the big trees and a few flying bird-like Pokemons gliding in the sky, he fully accepted that he was now living in the Pokemon World. Coming back to Earth may be a wish fulfillment for now, meeting with his loved ones might be hard for him, but he decided to live his life in this new world without regrets. And this book would guide him to excellence. Carpe Diem. Just like waking up from a deep slumber, Archer realized that he was full of energy and vitality. He stood up and did some stretches and jumping exercise to warm-up his body, knowing that he needed to be active so he can sustain today''s journey. He was sweaty, yet he still continued his exercise for about half an hour, only detecting that a monkey-like Pokemon was looking at him, as if curious as to what he was doing, and started stretching and jumping as well. The brute beside him was busy talking with Nurse Joy, not noticing that the monkey-like Pokemon was walking on Archer''s direction. Maybe it''s his Pokemon? It looks like a monkey. I think it''s called...Mankey, if my memory serves me right. Archer stopped his work-out and got the book to find out about Mankey''s cartoony picture and detail. Looking at Subsection M under Pokemon Listing, he read the information:
Mankey Height: 1''08" Weight: 61.7 lbs. Type: Fighting
Description: A Pig Monkey Pokemon It is extremely ill-tempered. Groups of them will attack any handy target for no reason. Ability: 1st (Vital Spirit) 2nd (Anger point) Hidden (Defiant) Weakness: Psychic Flying Fairy Strength: Rock Steel Dark Ice Normal No Effect: Ghost
Note from Earth anime: Do not look at its eyes, or you will be pummeled to death. Take care. Note from the Guardians: Is this true? Try it to believe it. Evolution Primeape (from Mankey) Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Eeeh. Now I remembered how Ash was knocked out by this feisty Pokemon. And the heck with the Guardians'' notes? Archer felt that someone, or something was now at his back, creating a ''Ah! Ah! sound. Turning around, he saw its eyes looking back at him. Uh oh. Why am I so dumb? Too late to take off my eyes on it. Archer backed out unknowingly, still eyeingat the furious Mankey while it started pounding its chest, shouting ''Ah, Ah!'' , then, turned into a loud ''Grrrrr''! Veins appeared on its head as it stomped its feet on the ground, still leering at him. Bending its knee, the Pokemon then leaped at him, surprising Archer due to its speed, making him vulnerable to attacks. But before it could reach him, amasked figure kicked theberserk Mankey, its body crushing against the wall. The desk was destroyed, and the plates was in disarray, creating loud noises that disturbed the entire room. "Manka!" The brute guy ran towards the commotion and crouched down to check on Manka. He sighed in relief, seemingly knowing that Manka was just knocked down. Carrying it in his arms, the brute guy gazed at Archer sharply. "Why did you hurt my Pokemon?" Archer realized that he was holding his breath throughout the fight, and it was just this moment that he was finally able to exhale. He was scared, then relieved, finally angry at the guy because of his carelessness in handling his Pokemon, especially when he was inside an establishment like the Pokemon Center. "You''ve got the nerve to ask?! For your information, Mr. Lunkhead, your Mankey came here, and out of nowhere decided to strike me because I just happened to accidentally look at its eyes while you are flirting with our beautiful Nurse Joy. If not for this wonderful guy, I would have been a squashed like a bug." The guy raised his brows, still looking at me intently, as if questioning what Archer said earlier. "And where is this ''wonderful guy'' suppose to be right now?" "Can''t you see him? He was just here - " Archer was about to point at the masked entity when he noticed that the space where he was standing earlier was now vacant. Scratching his head, he slowly faced the brute guy with a dumb expression. "Wow, he was just here, but - "This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. "Look, I don''t have time to deal with your imaginary friend, okay," the muscled guy suddenly interjected. "Fine, I get the picture, and I''m sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?" "Gold!" "What?!" "Gold, you know. Kaching! Money! For moral damages." "What moral damages are you talking about? Ah, fuck this. Here''s 1000 Poke and a Potion. Just don''t bother me again." The brute guy turned around while carrying his Mankey, moving towards the Reception area, maybe to heal its Pokemon. Soon enough, he was conversing with Nurse Joy, taking his Mankey to the healing booth. Archer cleaned up the mess and threw everything into the garbage bin. After doing all this, he was grinning from ear to ear. From disaster to boon. Free 1000 Poke and a Potion. Archer couldn''t stop smirking as he thought of his just rewards. But he was still pondering as to where the masked figure was, knowing that he clearly saw what had happened earlier.Maybe he went outside through the window? A ninja, perhaps? Well, whoever you are, may the God of Pokemon bless you and keep you from danger.Whistling like a fool, he counted his Poke when suddenly someone touched his shoulder. "EEEEEEEEEK!" Archer shrieked like a teenage girl in a horror movie, clutching his chestas he abruptly stood. Noting that everybody was gawking at him, including the adorable Chansey which was now hiding behind Nurse Joy and the bat-like creature looking stunned, he waved at them, saying, "I was just testing my Banshee attack...see? Even Chansey and Zubat were affected. Sorry everyone, I didn''t know that my attack was that powerful." "Please do it outside, Archer. You''re scaring the Pokemons." "Yes, Nurse Joy." Archer took a seat once again and glared at the masked entity, who magically appeared out of nowhere. "I appreciate that you helped me earlier, but do you know that what you did makes you a jerk?" The masked individual just stood erect without making a sound, like a gargoyle. "You''re just like that British Soldier I''ve seen in WeTube, not moving at all." Finding out that the person just acted like a mute, Archer got tired of it and layinbed. "If you''re not going to talk, then don''t. But still, I''d like to thank you for saving me back when I was in a pinch earlier." The masked guy moved and sat down beside Archer, took his mask off, and sneered at him. Archer was not expecting that the identity of his mysterious savior would be that blonde girl, Shiela. He was puzzled, he could not accept it in his mind the possibility of a scrawny lady like Shielato be ableto one-hit a Mankey. "No way! Fucking no way!" Archer pointed at her, still wide-eyed and delirious. "Don''t tell me you were the one who defeated that scary Mankey?" "No one else but yours truly," Shiela said. "Size does not matter when it comes to fighting. Especially for a ninja like me." "Ninja? There''s a fucking ninja here in the Pokemon World? Is this really Pokemon, or am I at the Naruto world right now?" "Natu...Naturo?" "Forget it." Archer shrugged, his emotions soon started to normalize. "How did you disappear after you''ve kicked the Mankey into oblivion?" "I hid under your bed" "Oh." Silence came in. They were just staring at each other for about five minutes, not talking nor moving, as if they were playing the statue dance. Archer then snickered like a fool, giving her a thumbs-up. "I hate to admit it, but you were cool when you destroyed that stupid barbarian. I didn''t know that you were that strong, considering your friends were much more intimidating to look at." "They''re not my friends." "Really? Then why were you walking with them?" "...My mission. Don''t worry, I''m done with it." "Ooookay. I guess it''s confidential so I''ll not ask anymore. Anyway, are there lots of your kind, you know, ninjas?" Archer asked, his face tilted sideways. "Yes, ninjas like me do join organizations we call ''clans''," Shiela answered. "Have you ever heard of Koga, the poisonous Ninja Master?" "Nope. Not a clue." "Well, I''m part of his clan." Shiela stood up, took out a piece of paper andtossed it to Archer. "Anyway, I was just about to return to the village when I heard some ''news''. I somehow like your disposition, Archer, and I don''t want someone like you to be harmed." Striding towards the window, she sprang outside, disappearing once again but not before saying, "Take care, friend." Take care? From whom? But Why? Bemused, Archer recalled the small piece of paper she gave to him, rolled like a diploma. He opened it, now frowning as he read the cryptic message written: Beware, the Team Rocket. __________________________________________________ "So are you going to Pallet Town with Shane today?" Ericka stared at Archer while petting Meowsy as it purred beside her. "Yes." "I want to give this to you before you leave." Ericka opened her knapsack and pulled out apouch. "Take this, it''s a gift from us." Archer grabbed the gift shamelessly, opening it directly while peeking what was inside it. He beamed at them, not minding theamused look of his new friends, nor the twitching mouth of Drok. "I can''t thank you enough. Pokes make me smile, and this gift of yours just lightened my mood and brightened my day. Aaaaah, sweet life." "Indeed," they exclaimed in unison. Jax inched toward Archer andpatted his shoulder, before uttering, "Hey man. Hope your memories return. It sucks to forget things that are important to you." Archer felt guilt for the first time since he had met them. He never expected them to treat him well, even giving money to a stranger like him. He was sorry, yet he understood perfectly that some things are just better kept hidden. As he was talking with them, a gruff, masculine voice called him over. "Hurry up, Archer. I''d hate to be late, we should get going." Shane waved at him, gesturing him to come overhis direction. "Yes, Shane. Give me a minute." "Sure. Just hurry up when you''re done." Moving his attention back to his friends, Archer reached out to Jax and balled his right hand to a fist. "Thank you for everything that you''ve done. Brofist?" "Yeah, brofist," Jax replied. "Me...I want a brofist as well," Ericka chimed in. Drox harrumphed as he gestured a brofist toward Archer while Eric facepalmed. "Come on, Eric. Brofist." "Yeah, yeah." __________________________________________________________ "Have you finished your business here in Cinnabar Island?" Shane lugged his big trolley and set it on the seashore. "Yes, Shane. So where''s Jane?" Shane laughed at Archer, amused at his antics, as he tied the satchel to his trolley. Wiping the sweat off his face, Shane stretched his arms and rotated his hips, before giving a long sigh. "Sure, here it is, my beautiful Jane." Shane took a round ball-like device from his belt and showed it to Archer. "You know what is this, right?" "That''s a...pokeball?" "Yep." Shane pressed a knob on the Pokeball, and a white light shot out like a laser beam. "Meet my Jane." "Lapras!" Archer took out the book from his bag and looked for its information:
Lapras Height: 8''02" Weight: 485.0 lbs. Type: Ice, Water
Description: TransportPokemon A POKEMON that has been overhunted almost to extinction. It can ferry people across the water. Ability:??1st (Water Absorb) 2nd (Shell Armor) Hidden (Hydration) Weakness: Fighting Electric Rock Grass Strength: Rock Ground Fire Flying Grass Dragon No Effect: None
Note from Earth anime: They have gentle hearts. If you find yourself drowning in the sea, Lapras may come to your aid. Note from the Guardians: My advice for you, drown yourself to catch one. Evolution None Not Applicable
Chapter 5: Pokessence The waves crashed against the body of the blue-skinned Lapras as the winds howled furiously while Archer held onto one of the appendages of its saddle-like back. He squinted, and the wind kept hitting his face harshly. "How can you be alright with all these sufferings, Shane?! Do these things not bother you at all?" Shane laughed heartily as he looked on his back. "But, of course I''d be fine. I''ve been riding her on the sea ever since I caught her back when I was 20. Don''t worry, you will get used to it, well, probably." "Can you just tell Jane to slow down a bit? I feel like I am inside a Magnetic Bullet Ride!" "Sure," Shane agreed as he whispered something on Jane''s twirling ears. "I can afford to be a bit late, considering this is your first time on Surf." "Thanks, I appreciate it." Archer felt that their pace slowed down, and soon, he could now bear the beatings of the harsh winds against his frail body. He massaged his head because he was feeling dizzy, his stomach was gurgling and he tasted something acidic that was about to reach his troat. "Bleeeergh!" "Bwahahaha." Shane guffawed for a long time as Archer kept emptying his stomach, vomiting all the way until he felt all the food he had eaten earlier were spewed out. Still chuckling, Shane looked back at Archer. "Are you alright now? Still feeling dizzy?" he said with a hint of concern in his voice. "I have some pills to help you feel okay." "I need all the help I can get, so thank you Shane," Archer answered as he took the pill from Shane. "Do you have any water with you?" "No need. Just chew it, it tastes like fruit, anyway." "Alright." Archer popped the pill inside his mouth, munching as he tasted the citrusy flavor, and he felt instantly refreshed. "Wow, this is really effective. You should have given me some before we started the journey." "I just want you to experience the organic feeling of what surfing is all about." Shane sneered, pulling out a vial, and offered it to Archer. "This is an antidote. Just take a hold of it." "Why?" "Better safe than sorry. We''ll never know if we''ll meet some poisonous critters along the way." "At the sea? Well, maybe some poisonous sea Pokemon." Archer scrutinized the vial that he was holding, and observed that the fluid inside was purple and viscous. "Do you just have to drink this directly?" "Yup. A vial is good enough to take care of many types of poison." "Many? Not all poison?" "Yep," Shane affrmed. "But thanks to the scientists who continuously improve our medicines, soon enough, every poison from all Pokemon will be treatable." Archer gazed at the blue sea and the silhouette of the distant islands, and enjoyed the beauty of nature for the first time here in the Pokemon World. The messenger was right. I should live and enjoy. There''s a lot of things to do and explore. And - Archer''s rumination was cut off suddenly by Shane''s voice, his brows in a furrow, staring at the direction as to where Shane was looking. The seawater infront of them were full of huge bubbles, as if boiling. A few minutes later, about eight blue creatures popped out, its eyes staring at them as the three red, circular thing shined on its head. Archer took out his book, which automatically opened and showed the correct data:
Tentacool Height: 2''11" Weight: 100.3 lbs. Type: Water, Poison
Description: A Jellyfish Pokemon When the tide goes out, dehydrated tentacool remains can be found washed up on the shore. Ability: 1st (Clear Body) 2nd (Liquid Ooze) Hidden (Rain Dish) Weakness: Psychic Ground Electric Strength: Ground Rock Fire Grass Fairy No Effect: None
Note from Earth anime: It can mind-control you once it attached itself unto your head. Caution is advice. Note from the Guardians: Don''t worry, mind-control does not affect you since there is nothing to control in the first place. Evolution Tentacruel (from Tentacool) Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Fuck the guardians! What ''nothing to control''. Such assholes. Archer gripped the vial firmly as the book disappeared. He kept his guard on as he saw their tentacles swaying, as if waving their goodbyes. "Are their poisons treatable?" he whispered. "Yep. They''re one of the common ones so its natural for us to have an antidote against their poison." Shane took two Pokeballs at his belt and raised them up. "Don''t be afraid, Archer, my two friends are enough to kick their asses. Just sit down, relax, and enjoy the beauty and power of my Pokemon." "That''s reassuring." Shane chuckled. "Everyone, come out. It''s time to do some demolition job."Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. Archer saw two beams of light, and expectedly, two Pokemon appeared. He took his book out and read:
Pidgeotto Height: 3''07" Weight: 66. lbs. Type: Normal, Flying
Description: ABird Pokemon It has outstanding vision. However high it flies, it is able to distinguish the movements of its prey. Ability: 1st (Keen Eye) 2nd (Tangled Feet) Hidden (Big Pecks) Weakness: Electric Ice Rock Strength: Fighting Grass Bug No Effect: Ghost (Only Normal Attacks Will Not Hit)
Note from Earth anime: A swift bird. You''d be surprised at its quick attacks despite its small size. Note from the Guardians: A Pokemon that is recommended by the Guardians. Just like you, they are common as well, nothing special. Evolution Pidgeot (from Pidgeotto) Pre Evolution: Pidgey Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Hey. Did they just give the book to burn me like hell?
Magnemite Height: 1''00" Weight: 13.2 lbs. Type: Electric, Steel
Description: A Magnet Pokemon It is attracted by electromagnetic waves. It may approach Trainers if they are using their Pokegear. Ability: 1st (Magnet Pull) 2nd (Sturdy) Hidden (Analytic) Weakness: Fire Fighting Ground Strength: Water Flying Ice Rock Fairy No Effect: Ground
Note from Earth anime: Be careful if you have electric pokemons with you. They might surround you. Note from the Guardians: Unlike the magnemite, you''ve got a loose screw on your head. Evolution Magneton (from Magnemite) Max Evolution: Magnezone (To be Updated once you reach the place) Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Now this is getting ridiculous. Now I need my own Pokedex, ASAP. "Pidgeotto!" The Bird Pokemon flapped its wings as it stayed on its place while the Magnet one floated just above us, creating a ''Bzzzzzzt'' sound. Archer noticed that Shane was just sitting, as if watching a television, not commanding his Pokemon to attack. Curious, Archer poked his back and asked, "Why are you not attacking them? They looked scary as fuck, they might hurt us." Shane smiled. "Just wait. I''ll explain everything to you later." The scenario was just the same for about five minutes, everyone just remained on their places until one of the Tentacools lifted its tentacles and its two circular alien-like bulge flashed on its head. Together, they shoot bubbles toward the flying Pidgeotto when all of a sudden, Shane instructed, "Pudgee, use Whirlwind attack!" "Pidgeotto!" Pudgee screeched as it flapped its wings as fast as it could, producing a big hurricane that moved toward the Tentacools, blasting away the bubbles that they shot earlier. It kept on attacking as it hovered in the air, the hurricane now pulling the eight Tentacools up from the sea. Soon enough, they were swiveling as the wind carried them. The tentacools were quivering, as they shot smogs and bubbles, but to no effect. Shane stood up and commanded, "Magna, now its time. Zapped them with Thunderbolt." "Bzzzzzzt!" Magna glided in the air, facing the swirling Tentacools. Flashes of light became visible, then came a big bolt of thunder coming from its body, hurling it towards the poor enemies. It lasted for about half a minute until the hurricane and the thunderbolt disappeared. Splashing sounds could be heard as the Tentacools fell into the sea, swallowing them until their bodies could not be seen. Once again, the sea was calm, betraying the earlier fight as if it did not happen in the first place. Archer was still excited from the previous fight, and for the first time, he witnessed how a true Pokemon Trainer battled. He couldn''t help but admire this brawny Trainer, and with an expectant look, asked him, "Now can you tell me the details? All of it, please?" "Sure. But let me recall my Pokemon first." Pointing his pokeballs, he called his friends. "Magna, Pudgee. Good Job. Now, return." The Pokemon vanished and the only Pokemon left was Jane, which was just swimming without a care in the world. "Come on, man. Tell me why you''ve waited." Shane smirked. "Well, do you know that each Pokemon Trainers mostly carry six at a time?" "Yes. But I''m wondering why?" "Because of the energy we call Pokessence that is present inside our body. It is this essence that helps us keep the Pokemon healthy inside the Pokeballs while we carry them with us. Pokessence is also used by trainers to make Pokemonout of the Pokeballsand command them in battles. Have you understood?" Archer held its chin. "Yes, I do. But can you tell me what is Pokessence." "Okay, let''s go to Pokessence 101. As a general rule, Trainers have positive Pokessence and Pokemons have negative Pokessence. DIfferent trainers and Pokemon have different Pokessence capacity allowed on their bodies, which is called Pokessence Limit, measured in Ess. Pokessence Limit determines how many pokemon you can carry at a time, and most adults have Pokessence limit equivalent to six Max Evolved Pokemon. Pokessence Limit could only be increased via physical, mental, spiritual or other ''induced'' trainings. It is theoretically possible to carry as many as you''d like, as long as the total Negative Pokessence of the Pokemon you''re carrying is equal or less than that of your Pokessence Limit. In short, a trainer with 1000 Ess capacity can have with him two Pokemon possessing500 Negative Ess each, but any Pokemon he catches will be transported to the Poke Lab. Same with a trainer with 500 Positive Ess capacity could carry five 100-Ess Pokemon, and any Pokemon he catches will be transported to the lab as well. Similarly, a Trainer with 1000 Ess capacity can carry ten 100-Ess Pokemon, and anything he catches in excess will be transported. Is it clear?" "Yes, very clear." Archer was amused at the new learnings he had heard, very different from the games and anime. "But why does Pokemon have different types?" "Good question, and that will lead us to Pokessence 102. Pokessence have different natures, which gives the Pokemon their basic types. Currently, scientists have discovered about 18 Pokessence natures, but they believe that there are still undiscovered ones, and usually, a Pokemon have several types inside its body. Pokessence not only determines it basic typing, but it also determine what skill types it can be strong with. As a general rule, if a particular pokessence comprises 25% or more of its Pokessence Limit, then that is the type of the Pokemon. If a Pokemon has a Pokessence type totalling 15% or more compared to its Pokessence Limit , then it can have an oomph using that skill type, the higher the percentage, the stronger they will be. Let us use my Magnemite as an example. Magna has 200 Pokessence, of which 100 Ess is Electric, 50 Ess is steel, 40 Ess is Normal, and 10 Ess Flying. Since it contained 50% Electric and 25% Steel, then it means Magnemite''s first type is Electric, then its second type is Steel, making it dual-nature. It can alsodish powerful skill usingthe same type. But since its Normal Pokessence is only 20%, it is not enough to affect the nature of Magnemite''s body, but it is greater than 15%, so it canhave stronger Normal attacks as well. Flying Pokessence is negligible. So we can conclude that Magnemite is Electric-Steel type, and its skills are Electric, Steel and Normal in decreasing power. Understood?" "Uh...huh. But what about Pokemon having no particular Pokessence type, can it still learn the skill?" "That''s hard to say. Sometimes it can. But it is very underwhelming when it comes to its power." "What about Pokemon trainers, do they have typing as well?" Archer inquired. "Yep. Just like Pokemon, us Trainers have different types. It determines the capability of the trainers in utilizing the full potential of a certain Pokemon, especially when using Z-Power or X-Power. Don''t you know that we can also learn techniques just like Pokemon? The best example is Sabrina, a Psychic Type Trainer having Psychic Pokemon. She has a staggering 85% Psychic Ess and 15% Normal Ess, that is why her Pokemon are all Psychic types, and are very strong because she can utilize them to its full potential. A plus point for her since she can also cast Psychic on you. Double jeopardy, both from her attacks and her Pokemon. See?" Archer realized that many possibilities opened up for him. So it all matters to one question: what is my Pokessence Type? Chapter 6: Reaching Pallet Town So it all matters to one question: what is my Pokessence Type? Archer was thrilled for his future, since not everything he previously knew were the absolute truth here in this world. There was science involved, and that was his biggest strength: science! Both his parents were scientists, and he was exposed to it since chilhood. He decided that he would delve further in this, and use science, his prior knowledge, as well as his charms to create something that could impact the Pokemon World. He cackled loudly, scaring the shit out of Shane. "Fucking Magikarp! What the heck?" Shane clutched his chest, his breathing ragged. "Are you out of your mind?! I bet your Pokessence are Dark and Ghost!" Still giddy, Archer patted Shane. "Sorry, hehehe. Last question, how do we know our Pokessence?" "Both the Pokessences of Trainers and Pokemon can be read using the Pokessence Reader. It is used like a stethoscope, very simple to use. Just connect the Reader to the PC, and after a few minutes, voila, you''ll get the results right away." Shane already recovered from his earlier fright, now sitting straight. "Wait until you register, it''s part of the process." "Oh, that''s...very convenient." "Yes, it is. Enough about the Pokessences. Now I want to describe to you the reasoning behind my actions." "Like what?" Archer asked. "See, Magna has Analytic as its ability, so I needed to let the Tentacools take a move first before hitting them with my Thunderbolt. It''s a no for me to let Magna zap them while they are in the sea, for it would hit my Jane as well, so I let Pudgee use Whirlwind to lift them up, separate from the water, leaving them vulnerable to Magna''s electric attacks. The 30% boost from the Analytic assures my Magna to zap them to oblivion. A battle, whether a random encounter or against trainers, one should use all the Pokemon''s skills, abilities and strengths to get that win. Am I clear?" Archer nodded as he took the book out.
ANALYTIC

In battle If a Pok¨¦mon with Analytic executes its move after the Pok¨¦mon it originally targeted has already acted this turn, the power of its move is increased by 30%. Using a move and switching to another Pok¨¦mon count as having acted, whileMega Evolving,shifting, or the charging phase ofFocus Punchdo not. In a Triple Battle, this means that if the Pok¨¦mon with Analytic is targeting a Pok¨¦mon in a flank position that chooses to switch with its ally in the middle, its move''s power will always be normal when it attacks the Pok¨¦mon that is shifted into the flank position; but if the Pok¨¦mon with Analytic targets a Pok¨¦mon in the middle whose ally on a flank chooses to shift into the middle position, its move''s power still depends on whether the Pok¨¦mon that was in the middle (and is now on a flank) has acted when the Pok¨¦mon with Analytic uses its move.

Outside of battle Analytic has no effect outside of battle. Guardian''s Notes: Even without this ability, you''d be dead if you are hit, considering your weak body.

Archer recalled how the battle went. It was vivid in his mind, the way Pudgee attacked the targets with precision, and the explosive power of Magna''s Thunderbolt increased by the Analytic ability. Short yet effective. Curious, he asked Shane with, "Do we have to shout the name of our attacks when we battle?" "Not really. I just wanted to sound cool, hahaha." "Urk. Anyway, your Pokemon already knows what you are thinking when you fight?" "Yes and no. Eh, you''ll learn everything when the time comes. For now, just be content with this." "How come you know many things? Even the technical aspects, you taught it to me very well, like a teacher does." Shane puffed his chest, seemingly proud. "Of course. If I don''t know even simple things like that, then I''d be not worthy of being called Professor Oak''s Aide." "You''re his assistant? Where are your eyeglasses?" "Now do not stereotype me okay? I may not look like one but I''m one of them." Archer blamed the Pokemon game for making him jump into conclusion, since every aide of Professor Oak had glasses and wore lab suits wherever they went. "Sorry. Uh...look. Is that Pallet Town?" A village full of houses and surrounded by trees came into view. The time was now 5:30 PM, and it took them for about seven hours to reach their destination, from Cinnabar Island to Pallet Town. The sky was tinted red, and it was getting dark. There were many lights that lit theroads,and Archer could see people busily strolling along the seashore. They were getting closer and closer, and the images were getting clearer as well. He could now even see a red, crab-like Pokemon playing together with a girl at the seaside. The smell of the sea was nauseating for Archer, and he was already exhilarated to walk on dry land. "So, what can you say about Pallet Town, isn''t it great?" Shane folded his arms on his chest, looking at the bright village. "Yes, it reminds me of something...nostalgic." "Eh? Something came into your mind? Did you regain some of your memories?" "Er...no. But the place makes me somewhat...lonely." Archer closed his eyes, took a deep breath and sighed. "Don''t mind me, this will pass soon." "If you say so," Shane replied, staring at him intently. "Well, prepare yourself, we will dock as soon as we reach the shore." Archer smiled bllissfully. This is his new life, and he didn''t know for how long would it take him to stay here, maybe forever. But one thing was clear for him. He would grabbed every opportunities available for him, and he would start his life anew. Maybe I''ll meet my wife here, and have my kids and grandkids, living with Pokemon. Who knows? ___________________________ "Jane, come back." Shane returned his Lapras back inside the pokeball, and attached it onto his belt. "So, ready to go to the National Statistics Office?"The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Err...yeah?" Archer said doubtfully, his eyes lingering at the sparkling sea. It was almost dusk, and the sea reflected the colors of the sky: red like ruby, sparkling like the stars. "Sunset never change. It is always beautiful wherever you are, no matter what color it is," Archer whispered to himself. Turning around, he went inside the cabin and sawShane talking to a short guy, which seemed to be a worker in the pier. Shane pointed his fingers at the trolley then soon enough, the other guy lugged the trolley to the black van parked outside. "You done enjoying the scenery?" Shane grinned. "I couldn''t blame you. It is my favorite pastime as well. Everytime I feel weary, I''d just look at the sunset and, surprising enough, comforts me more than women and beers." Archer chortled as he walked beside Shane, pacing toward the clearing. It was wide enough for vehicles to pass, and the trees adorning the sideways made the journey more comforting and relaxing. As they were strolling, a spider-like Pokemon dropped from a coconut tree, wondering if it was injured, falling from such a high place. He pulled out the book and read the status:
Joltik Height: 0''04" Weight: 1.3 lbs. Type: Bug, Electric
Description: An Attaching Pokemon They attached themselves to large-bodied Pokemon and absorb static electricity, which they store in an electric pouch. Ability: 1st (Compound Eyes) 2nd (Unnerve) Hidden (Swarm) Note: Foreign. Not from Kanto Weakness: Fire Flying Rock Strength: Grass Psychic Dark Water Flying No Effect: Ground (Electric Attacks are Useless)
Note from Earth anime: Joltiks living in cities tend to live inside houses, absorbing the electricity on appliances. Note from the Guardians: A flea-like Pokemon that resonates with you, since you are a pest and a leech. Evolution Galvantula (from Joltik) Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Archer was still looking at the information when Shane tapped his body and asked, "What are you staring at?" "Can''t you see the book that I am holding right now?" Archer retorted, confused as to why he was asking about such obvious things. "Like what? I can''t see anything." Archer was still confused until something dawned on him: Shane couldn''t see the book. Sweat started to cover his face, blinking stupidly as he thought of ways to deal with the situation. He was afraid that Shane will take him as a crazy person. Aha! I know now. First, Archer raised his brows in a furrow, looking at Shane backing out, as if scared. Next, he slowly sneered, then laughed boisterously while saying, "Gotcha!". Laughing like a maniac, he held his stomach as he pointed at Shane, muttering, "You should have looked at your face. That wasthe dumbest face I have ever seen in my entire life." Shane realized that he was being pranked by Archer, and soon laughed with him, albeit nervously. He punched Archer lightly, uttering, "Do not do that again, okay. I just mistook you for a psychopath." Archer eyed him anxiously, now smiling as he punched him back softly as well. "How can you be so gullible? Okay, I''ll spare you from my pranks. And - " "JOLTIK!" Archer saw a bald, light-tanned kid running frantically towards them, calling the name of the spider-like Pokemon. Soon enough, he reached the small critter and grabbed it, placing it on his head. "Joltik, where were you? I''ve been looking for you since morning." "Joltik! Joltik, joltik!" "Oh, really, you fell from that tree?" the bald kid gestured his hand at the tree. "And these guys found you?" "Actually, we did not do anything, so you don''t have to thank us." Archer informed the bald child while raising his arm for a handshake. "Is your Joltik okay? We''ve seen it falling down as we were walking." The kid did a handshake. "I''m Litt. An aspiring monk, actually." "Nice to meet you, Litt. We''re on our way to the Pallet Town Square. I suggest you take your Joltik to the nearest Center to check up on him," Archer advised. "Yes, you should better take it to the Pokemon Center to heal it properly, if it is injured," Shane added. "You''ve got it by trade?" "Nope, I''m from Unova Region, Nimbasa City," Litt answered. "Our family''s having a vacation right now, and we''re currently staying in one of the inns of Pallet Town, just near the famous Ketchum Sanctuary." Archer halted for a moment upon hearing the name''s place, and further inquired, "Ketchum''s Sanctuary? What''s that?" Shane was about to reply when Litt jumped, as if enthralled by something. "You don''t know what is the Ketchum Sanctuary? Are you living inside a hole? Even the Alolans knew who Ash was, considering that he just saved the World." "Sorry, kid. He does not remember anything, well except for a fewmatters," Shane defended Archer, looking at him with pity evident in his gaze. "What do you mean?" the kid asked. "Amnesia." Archer plainly replied as he rubbed his nape, feeling stiff and tired. "Now, what is remarkable about the sanctuary?" Litttook his Joltik off his head, and carried it on his arms. "I didn''t know that, Archer. Sorry for my harsh reaction, it was unnecessary and uncalled for." "Apology accepted." Litt grinned. "As part of my apology, let me inform you about the significance of the Ketchum Sanctuary to us Pokemon Trainers.It... is the home of one of the heroes who defeated the invasion of the Planka five years ago." Planka? I never heard of a Pokemon named like a Plankton. A new Pokemon? "Plankas are currently being studied by the Pokemon Research Institute. Its typing is currently unknown, and it seems like ithas no Pokessence at all. But the bad thing is, it eats Pokessence. It''s like a not Pokessence that eats Pokessence. We monks treat it as an abomination, an impure thing that must be exorcised." Litt shivered, his mouth pursed."Those aliens were never totally defeated, many were still roaming around, God knows where. There were still people missing everyday, even Pokemon remains could be seen littered on places marked as their hunting grounds." Archer discerned that this Plankas are somewhat not native to this World, an alien entity like him. What timeline is this anyway? Is Ash older now? Is this a continuation of the events that happened in the Pokemon Story?Archer couldn''t help but wonder if these creeps were related tohim and his nine companions coming to the Pokemon World. Uneasiness filled his heart as he listened to Litt explaining about the horrors of the Plankas and how it consumed many Pokemon and Trainers. Archer could still remember what the messenger replied to him when he asked about his real purpose here on Pokemon World. "You will know when the time comes..." he mumbled to himself. "We will know what?" Litt and Shane was in unison, asking him about what he had whispered earlier. "No, nothing. I just recalled something, a past memory." "Wow, you remembered something?" Shane queried, his voice sounding expectant. "Yup, but it''s only a fragment," Archer lied to them with a straight face. "Anyway, Shane. Is the NSO still open?" "NSO?" "National Statistics Office." "Ah, yes. It is open 24 hours," Shane responded. "Look, there it is. The white, 2-storey building just beside the Ketchum Sanctuary is the NSO. I bet you''re nervous right now, aren''t you?" "Not really." Archer said. "Litt, we are nearing our destination, so see you next time?" "Yup, Amitabha." Litt bowed with his hands held together, his Joltik now attached on his clothes. Then he ran towards the sanctuary. "Interesting kid." Shane appraised him. "Indeed." Archer replied. NSO, huh? Well, show me your worse. Chapter 7: Inside the NSO It was dark outside, around 8 PM, yet a throng of crowd was still gathered at the waiting area as Archer and Shane went inside the National Statistics Office. Even Pokemon were peacefully waiting beside their masters, but what captured Archer''s attention was the human-like Pokemon that had paddedfingers and abody of a mime artist. Continuously moving, it really did look and act like a mime artist, hence its name.
Mr. Mime Height: 4''03" Weight: 120.1 lbs. Type:Psychic, Fairy
Description: A Barrier Pokemon A skilled mime from birth, it gains the ability to create invisible objects as it matures. Ability: 1st (Soundproof) 2nd (Filter) Hidden (Technician) Weakness: Ghost Steel Poison Strength: Poison Fighting Dark Dragon No Effect: Dark (Only Psychic is Useless)
Note from Earth anime: Underestimated due to its silly look. But beware its barriers and psychic attacks, making it good in attack and defense. Note from the Guardians: They are silly-looking but strong. Yet you just look silly, not yet strong. Evolution Pre Evolution: Mime Jr. Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
Disregarding the ridiculous notes from the guardians, Archer could somehow see Mr. Mime as a balance Pokemon, regardless of its statistics. With only 3 glaring weaknesses from Ghost, Poison, and Steel types, he could imagine how this dual type be useful in most situations or battles. Thinking of his starter Pokemon, regardless of his Pokessence type, he felt obligated to choose a Pokemonthathad few weaknesses, at most 3. "Archer, let''s move fast! To the counter." Shane quickened his pace, not minding the people beside them. "I forgot about the cut-off time. Weneed to get our queue number before 9 pm. Only after doing that we can eat dinner at the cafeteria." Archer nodded as he hastened his steps as well, thrilled that his Pokessence nature would be known before the night was over. Shane was first to arrive at the reception desk and took a stub immediately. He gave it to Archer, relieved that the first part was over. "Now all we have to do is the waiting game," Shane said. Archer memorized his number and hid the stub inside his pocket, now secured that his turn would indeed come that night. "Let''s eat. I didn''t notice that I was hungry. The pills were not enough to satisfy my hunger, I could still eat a whole chicken." "Aye to that. Hell, I could even eat a whole cow." Shane rubbed his abdomen and winced. "My tummy''s grumbling. Hurry up. Let''s head to the cafeteria." "Goodness gracious! Now, I''m famish." Shane grimaced while popping a pill inside his mouth. "For now, this will do. Want some?" "Nah, I want some meat," Archer declined the offer.They were almost striding on their way to their destination when they saw the line that started from the bar. Frustrated, yet this did not stop them from taking a line, and waited for almost half an hour to buy their food. They chose a table that was near the exit so they could easily go back to the Waiting Area in case Archer''s number was called. The plates filled with food earlier were now clean, even the sauce were not spared. Burping loudly, Archer was now smiling as he patted his tummy. "That was the best food I have ever had, as far as I can remember." "Amen." "Did you hear what number is it?" "It''s 465," Shane replied. "What is you number again? I forgot." "467. One more to go." Archer stood up and checked his clothes for any food stain. "Hey, I''m just wondering if it is possible to have a Pokemon be converted to another type?" Shane gave it a deep thought before answering, "Yes. The best example of which is the Ratatta. Have you ever heard of their Alolan counterpart?" "Nope." "As per record, Rattatas in Kanto region usually have Normal Pokessences of about 80%, Dark 10%, Fighting 8% and Ice 2%. But their counterpart in Alola were forced to live at night because of the Yungoos'' attacks and lived in urban areas, mostly inside houses, subways, caves, or anywhere that were dark or full of shade, thereby increasing its Dark Essences as time goes by. Following the rule of genetics, then their offsprings would later have a body that has more Dark Essence than Normal Essence, changing its body from a single normal type to a dark-normal dual type. But I guess it takes a long time before it actually does," Shane revealed as he went near him. "That''s what happened to the Sandshrews, Geodudes, Vulpixes, Exeggutors and Grimers living in Alola, well, including the Pikachus with the Thunderstones. The Pokessence of Alolan Digletts and Alolan Meowths, on the other hand, changed because of the way people treated them. And, Cubonechanged because of its circumstance, evolving to an Alolan Marowak. Sometimes, the way a Trainer or an environment treats a Pokemon affect them internally, and that could lead it to evolve, like a Pichu to Pikachu.Stolen novel; please report. Archer flinched as he heard Grimer''s name; his recent encounter still fresh in his mind. "So environment also plays a factor in Pokessence changes and the way you treat them might also trigger them to evolve?" "Yes. But it''s hard to do that. Consider this, volcanoes are rich in Fire Pokessences, so any Pokemon that lives inside are mostly Fire Pokemons. Theoretically, you can change a Normal Rattata into a Fire Rattata by placing it inside a volcano, but in reality, it can''t because the Rattata dies before any significant changes happen on its body." "And how about the Trainers? Was there ever a case that a Trainer change his type as well?" "Yes, but it is far, more complicated." "Why is that so?" "Like Pokemon, a Trainer exposed in harsh environments could change its Pokessence Type. But, the negative effect is that his attitude changes 180 degrees. Records show that 90% of human having Normal Types are friendly in nature. But, a certain someone I know changed to a Dark-type when exposed to killings and became very murderous. A Trainer with a 50% Fairy and 50% Dark Pokessence is usually unpredictable, since both are at the opposite side of the spectrum. Fairy is lawful and Dark is chaotic. There is no neutral between these two." "Really? So, does that mean that an attitude of a person reflects his Pokessence nature as well?" Archer frowned. Shane shook his head sideways. "Usually, but of course, there''s always an exemption. There''s someone I know who is very calm, yet his Pokessence is 90% Fire." Thank God. Because if that was the case, I''m very sure that I''m Poison and Dark. Maybe with a touch of Ghost. The first triple-type, the trinity of evil. "That sounds relieving." Archer was smiling happily. They arrived at the waiting area when he heard the voice-over called his number. CLIENT 467, PLEASE PROCEED TO THE COUNTER AREA FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS "Let''s go. I needed to be there to vouch for you in case there are some questions about your identity." Shane pulled out a pill and offered it to Archer. "This is a mind-calming pill. Helps a lot in loosening your body." "Thanks." Archer took out his stub and placed it on the counter. "Hello Miss, I''m client 467." "May I know how can I help you?" Archer looked at Shane, gesturing him to take in-charge of the conversation. Shane thankfully nodded and said, "My friend here is facing some special circumstances and needs to be scanned. May we know where we should go?" The chubby receptionist smiled at Archer and gave him a set of question papers. "Please fill this out legibly and proceed to Room 105, it''s just near the stairs." "Thank you." Archer grabbed the test papers, furrowing his brows upon reading what was written. "Why?" Shane looked at it and chuckled. "Don''t waste your time. To room 105." _______________________________________________ "Were you instructed by the receptionist to fill-out that paper?" The old guy, about 60 years old, lifted the box full of electric gadgets, and carried it to the table near the PC Booth. Wiping his forehead, he massaged his hips and turned around to face the shocked duo. "It''s our protocol to have the client''s data before we take tests. This is for the safety of the client and the person in-charge." What a strong Grandpa! That seemed like he lifted 500 kilos or something. The old man sat down, gesturing them to take a seat as well. He removed the stack of papers scattered on his table, and placed it inside the nearby cabinet. "So, what''s the story?" Shane was about to speak when he was stopped by the Grandpa. "I want to hear it from him. Please." There was some sort of pressure that Archer could feel as he faced this old guy. Not sure of what to do, he started his story by asking, "May I know your name?" The old man seemed taken aback, and slowly grinned. "That was rude of me. I am the Vice Head of the Scanning Department, Mr. Richie Ketchum, at your service. Now it''s your turn." Ketchum? Could he be Ash''s grandpa? Archer balled his fists togather his strength and began his story. "I''m Archer Sullivan. Uh, I have amnesia. Can''t remember my family, friends, address, everything...well, just my name and age I can clearly recall. I woke up inside the Pokemon Mansion back in Cinnabar island, not knowing what happened or why am I at that dangerous place. I soon escaped from that hell and met my new friends, including Shane here. I don''t know if I''m registered so I''m here because I want to know. And...and to ask help from you, in case I''m not registered at all." Ritchie never took his eyes off Archie, and he could feel his penetrating stares, as if accusing him that he was not telling the truth. After the agonizing five minutes, he stood up and went to the Scanning Booth, inviting Archer to come over. Archer''s body was stiff, he could not properly walk. He could feel that he was busted, and that Richie did not believe him at all. Yet he was confused because Richie was indeed allowing him to be scanned without passing the form. He slowed his pace until he reached the Scanning Booth. "I''ll be waiting for you right here, go ahead." Shane assured. Archer could only nod as he gawked at the old man. "Should I...should I go inside?" "Yes." He was now inside the booth, but before the door closed, Ritchie whispered to him, "You are lying. The rest is true but you are lying about your memory loss. I bet you''re wondering why I am helping you then?" Archer blinked, his face stamped with fear. "Why?" "Because even though you are hiding something from me, but this I am sure: you are no heretic. Your Pokessence is still pure, all positive and no negative, at all. You never owned or stole Pokemon, that is why I am helping you keep your secret. Do you understand." Archer bobbed his head in agreement, still full of fear from the predator. "And good luck." ________________________________________________ Archer was able to smile despite seeing thebig words on the print-out: No Record. He was already expecting the worse, but luck was on his side. Ritchie decided to help him register his citizenship in Kanto. After filling out the necessary application form, Archer was subjected to several scanning procedures, including fingerprints, hair, eyes, voice, andface. It took them for about an hour to finish the tests, and Archie was allowed to rest for a bit. "So this is it, Archer." Shanepatted his shoulders, shaking him lightly as he smirked. "Congratulations for your new citizenship. Are you now excited?" "I''d be lying if I say I''m not." Archer smiled widely. "You''re sure that attitudes do not reflect Pokessence natures, right?" Laughing a bit, Shane took a seat and pointed at himself. "I am sure of it, 99%. Why, are you afraid that your Pokessence turns out to be 100% dark?" "Then I''ll be the greatest villain in history, attacking everyone with the strongest Dark-related skills." "Yeah, 100% dark would be so scary. As if Plankas were not enough, we don''t need another enemy to torment us." "What if I turn out to be that way? Would everyone stay away from me?" "I don''t know, hahaha." Shane responded. "Maybe you will not have chance to get out of here, since the Old Man will just pulverize you." Gulp. Why am I having goosebumps all of a sudden? Why does it sound so ominous? Ritchie called Archer while he was preparing the contraption. "Remove your shirt." "What?!" "Don''t overreact. I don''t like popping crysanthemums. We need to attach this on your body." Ritchie explained, his mouth twitching. "Oh, okay. You should have told me earlier." Archer retorted as he took off his shirt, revealing his sorry-not-sculpted torso. Ritchie then secured the two pod-like appendages on his chest, warning Archer as he turned on the device. "This might hurt, so better get ready." Archer was frightened as he was not really good with handling pain. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists and waited. And waited. And waited until someone tap his face. "It''s done." "Eeeeh?!" Shane and Ritchie both roared with laughter as Archer stood still, surprise visible on his face. He understood that he was pranked by the old codgers, but he did not let it affect him. "Do you want to see the reading?" "Yes." Ritchie gave him the printed result. What he saw made his heart flutter. Chapter 8: Pre-Ascended Form
Archer Sullivan Pokessence Limit: 100 Ess Not Included: 5 Ess
Height: 5''00" Weight: 100.1 Ghost: 80 Ess (80%)
Birthday: February 4, ???? Age: 17 Dragon: 5 Ess (5%)
Eyes: Black Poison: 5 Ess (5%)
Hair: Black Dark: 5 Ess (5%)
Skin Complexion: Brown Fairy: 5 Ess (5%)
Registration Number: 147323847ARNSOSU Unknown: 5 Ess
Citizenship: Kanto Recommendation: Ghost-related Training
Five Paths: Ghost-Dragon; Ghost-Poison
Other Findings: Error Ghost-Dark; Ghost-Fairy; Ghost (Specialist)
Ghost?! What is this, is this any good?! Archer moved back and forth, then sat down, stood up once again, and went to the other table and took a seat. Mumbling to himself, he couldn''t make out of the result, him being a Ghost-type dominant. What skill could I learn, phasing through the walls? That would be awesome, but I don''t know if I need to keep banging myself against the wallsto learn the skill. Hmmm, maybe to make people laugh like what Haunter did to Sabrina? Well, ghosts are tricksters. Uhm, Lick?! I''d rather not go into hardcore stuff. And what''s with the Fairy Type and Dragon Type? And what the heck, Unknown?! Poison, maybe because of my poisonous tongue? Dark, well I am surprise that it was just 5% and not higher. Fairy? Like hell, maybethe Readerhas seen some innate goodness inside me? And Dragon? All I can think of is my power when I eat. Unknown maybe is related to me not being originally here in this world. And I bet the scientists would love to get a piece of me, crap. What would my starter Pokemon be, since most of what they can offer is not Ghost-type, assuming that what they offer is just like that in the game, anime and manga. Perhaps there will be some twists and surprises, and they actually have some Ghost Pokemon available? Do I have to travel to Lavender Town to get one? Or do I have to let someone help me catch my first Pokemon...at the Graveyard?! He frowned as he read the findings, noticing that something strange was written at the lowest portion of the report.Other Findings: Error? What''s that? I could still figure out this ''5 Ess Unknown Not included''. My guess would be is that 5 Ess Unknown is not included in the percent calcuIation of Pokessence Limit. I should better ask Mr. Ritchie for help. Archer folded the paper and went to Richie, who was busy with some documents, signing and all. He coughed for a bit and said, "Uhm...Mr. Ritchie, could I ask you some questions? I have some doubts and I needed them to be clarified." Ritchie stopped working and looked at Archer. "Sure, Archer. Don''t worry, everything you will say is confidential, and your secret is safe with me." Archer could just stare at him, confused, then understood that he was referring to his Unknown Ess and his fabrication of memory loss. Sighing with relief, he took a seat and gave the record to Ritchie. "Thank you, Mr. Ritchie. That really helped ease my mind. Uhm, is it normal for anyone to have Unknown Ess?" Ritchie tapped his fingers against the table while looking at Archer''s record, before replying, "Normal...no, it is not." Fuck! "But you''re not the only one who had Unknown Essence. Upon seeing your result, I immediately searched on several cases that had made some of my peers vexed lately. To be exact, nine different cases, spread all over the World. Are you interested to know?" Nine? Are they the nine volunteers of the Dimension Travel? Ritchie did not wait for Archer to answer, he simply went on and said, "The rare case is that all these findings were dated just yesterday. And do you know what''s more bizaare about it?" "What?" "Just like you, everyone of them have a Pokessence Limit similar to that of a 5-year-old. 17-year-olds having 5-year-old Pokessence limit, do you hear me? Five, that''s the age where a kid is scanned and registered, and starts his journey as a Pokemon Trainer. Interesting, isn''t it?" Seeing that Archer was just silent, Ritchie continued, "Just like you, everyone have the same result pattern: A type that has 80%, four known types having 5% each, and surprisingly, an unknown type of 5 Ess. Coincidentally, this unknown pokessence of yours, as well as the nine others, is rather very similar to that of a certain nefarious entity. Do you know what''s confusing me more, Archer?" Archer shook his head. "I don''t know." "A person, before they are exposed to Pokemon, has 100 Ess as his Pokessence Limit, but all of you have 105 Ess, that is 5 Ess higher than the usual, but mysteriously, that 5 Ess is not included in the total Pokessence Limit. This then leads me to another question, Archer, and I hope that you could answer me as truthfully as you can." Archer gulped loudly, his face and back covered with sweat. He could feel that his hands were shaking. "Sure, Mr. Ritchie." "What are you? Wait, maybe I should rephrase my question." Ritchie stood up and hold his knuckles while seemingly exercising his neck. "What''s your connection with the Plankas? Are you not from this world, just like them?" Why did this turn into a possible torture scenario? ____________________________________________________ Giratina and Palkia ...Are you serious, Dialga?... ...Yes, I am afraid so... ...What exactly is happening in the Physical World?... ... My roar of time is being suppressed by an unknown power, Giratina. Even Palkia can''t open the space and enter the Physical World. We suspected that Arceus was angry again, and this was his doing as his punishment to humanity even afterI brought back Ash and his friends to the past to correct humanity''s mistake. But I was wrong... ...Why is that so?... ...Because I went to his place and confronted him, despite the possibility of offending our creator. Arceus himself is being oppressed by an unknown, Giratina. It is as if someone as strong as Arceus wants to merge his world to ourworld...no, more like trying to consume Arceus'' creations... ...Arceus can''t defeat the foreign entity?... ...Yes, it can''t defeat him. More like that foreign One can overpower Arceus but is still biding his time... ...Is it related to Deoxys?...Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator. ...No... ...What about the Pokemon World? Can everyone defeat the alien invaders?... ...Hard to say. Even I can''t see the future. Some kind of power is limiting what I can do in my own territory... ...Are the Lake Guardians okay?... ...Azelf, Mesprit and Uxie decided to use their powers to strengthen the will of both Human and Pokemon through their Psychic Pokessences, not only in Sinnoh, but all over the world, yet it is still not enough. Their Pokessences are being used up everyday, and with Arceus out of the picture, all we can do is depend on ourselves if we want to save this world... ...For how long do you think the trio could endure?... ...At least for 10 years, that''s my rough estimate. It could be longer, or shorter... ...How about Regigigas? What''s he doing right now?... ...Someone has to wake him up. As you know, he is the only Ascended Ones inside the Physical World, the Ten''i Village, and we couldn''t contact him, at all. The trio couldn''t as well... ...Theothers... ...Lugia and the three Ascended Birds, Ho-Oh and the three Ascended Beasts, Landorus and the Forces of Natures, Latios and Latias of the Eon Duo, Cobalion and the Swords of Justice, Kyurem and the Tao Trio, Rayquaza and the Weather Trio...all of them decided to follow Arceus'' plan... ...And what is his plan?... ...In order for them to enter the Physical World, they would have to revert back to their pre-Ascended forms to meet their Chosen Ones... ...What? Their forms before they become Legendaries?... ...Yes...It was the time when we still lived away from Humans... I could still remember my baby form... ...But, that would mean... ...Yes, their memories will be erased... ...What if they will be killed by the alien invaders?... ...Then half of their power would be lost...we should not worry for their original bodies would be frozen here, and only half of it will be sent to the Physical World... ...When do you think will they regain their memories after they reverted, Palkia?... ...When they Max Evolve, some of it will definitely return, but not all of it, like fragments... ...So everyone is doing their part, huh... ...Yes. Giratina. Now, I am asking you, what is your decision then? Would you still stay at the Reverse World and ignore the things that are happening in the Physical World? We know that this is the duty of Dialga and I but we ask of you to help us and defeat these foreign...God and his minions... ..Hmph...Then what can I do to help? I''ve tried going back to the World through the Spear Pillar but I couldn''t... ...Same with us, Giratina. All the Ascended Ones could not enter the Physical World, the reason I don''t know... ...Then should I follow them?... ...It is up to you... ...Where will I go after I revert to my Pre-Ascended form?... ...You will be with the Birds in Kanto...Only through your Pre-ascended form you can enter the Physical World, with the help of Dialga''s Power and mine... ...Are the Mythicals doing anything about it?... ...As far as I know, Mew decided to get out of the Tree of Beginning, maybe to find Lucario, I don''t know...as for the others, I have no knowledge...the only good thing is Darkrai, for now, is not tormenting the people with nightmares anymore... ...Ha ha ha...Well, I wish I could meet Ash in my pre-ascended form, to give him my thanks in saving my life once, but I guess we''re not compatible... ...I know, but there is one who matches up to you...the illegal one...some of the Legendaries have already Pre-ascended and met their respective Chosen ones... ...Him? Ha ha ha...then I guess I''ll have to give this book to him after I revert...Is he one of the chosen by Arceus?... ...Nope... ...I thought so. Anyway, who''s acting as the messenger?... ...Victini... ...Ah, okay. If Victini gives this book, let him say that his guardian''s name is Entei... ...Why... ...I have my reason. Anyway, this book will help him absorb some of my Pokessence, hopefully making him more compatible with me... ...Okay. Anything else?... ...None. May Arceus'' blessings be with me... ...Yes, Giratina... ______________________________________ Giratina and Cyrus ...It''s been a while, Cyrus, right?. How many years were you staying here in the Reverse World?... "I''m not sure. I lost track of time." ...Cyrus, I''m allowing you to go back to where you are, just remember the deal. Just don''t continue doing what you are planning to do... "Giratina, I am what I am. I just desire to build my world and rule it, along with my faithful Saturn, Mars and Jupiter." ...But what world are you going to rule if the Pokemon World is about to be destroyed?... "What do you mean?" ...It is what it is...This aliens are threatening your world, Cyrus. Help us in defeating them, maybe you will find what you seek as you protect your world... "Protect the world..." ...Yes, protect it. What would you do after you go back?... "Gather my team once again, and let the rest of the World know that Team Galactic is not yet finished!" ...You are the only human who knows the real situation, Cyrus...The foreign entity is not aware of you , a human being living outside the Physical World...And of a course, that person as well... "Hmmm..." ...Ifyou go back, please help a certain someone... "Who?" ...The one they call the illegal one... "How?" ...Do this... ___________________________________________ "What are you? Wait, maybe I should rephrase my question." Ritchie stood up and hold his knuckles while seemingly exercising his neck. "What''s your connection with the Plankas? Are you not from this world, just like them?" Why did this turn into a possible torture scenario? Archer backed out as his arms raised. "Mr. Ritchie, please do calm...down first before we talk." "I''m calm. I''m justtrying to do some warm-ups, maybe I will have to do some strenuous activity while talking with you." "Okay. Mr. Ritchie. Yes, I''m not of this world, but no way in hell I am connected with the hideous Plankas. I bear you no harm." "Go on." "I am from the world called Earth." "Earth? Like he TV show drama?" "More or less. Just like you, we also have a TV show that is titled Pokemon, which includes Ash and the rest as its characters." Ritchie scratched his chin, as if ruminating something, his eyes twinkling. "Interesting. INTERESTING! Ha, ha, ha. This is more like it, I am sure you are telling the truth right now." "How come?" "I''ve just used some skill, after all, I''m a Pokemon Trainer as well," Ritchie said. "Let''s contact with each other, do you have any xtransceiver?" "No." "I''ll give you one." Ritchie pulled out a watch-like gadget from his drawer and gave it to Archer. "Take it, this is a gift from me." "Okay, sure. But are you in anyway related to Ash Ketchum?" "...I don''t want to talk about it." Did something happened to Ash?! ______________________________________________________________ "This has been a tedious night, Archer." Shane yawned, picking his eyes. "Do you have a place to stay in?" Archer stopped for a few seconds, before replying, "None yet. But there''s an inn we havepassed earlier. I guess I just have to rent a room." "It''s alright. You can stay in my - " "No, I''d rather be alone, Shane, no offense." Archer cut him off. "There''s so much thing going on, I think I needed to take time to digest everything. I hope you can understand." "It''s understandable. So where should we meet tomorrow?" "At the Sanctuary? Maybe by 10 AM?" "Okay, at the sanctuary, 10 AM. So see you then?" "Yes, see you tomorrow, Shane." Archercontrolled his emotions as he saw Shane walked away. Soon enough, he could not see Shane anymore, and Archer turned around and paced towards the inn. While he was moving, he noticed a silverish, spiky-haired man coming out of one of the houses, approaching him as their eyes met. They were now standing infront of each other, a man and a young adult, under the bright moon. The winds suddenly howled and a bird-like Pokemon landed beside him. He waved his hand and introduced himself, "Hi, I''m Cyrus." Chapter 9: Back to Cinnabar Island Cyrus'' Monologue Why did I agree to Giratina and the rest? I could have just stayed in Reverse World. Now, I''m under restraint, and I have to fulfill this dumb deal or else I''ll die. So some God is trying to consume this world, huh? And that God summoned something dangerous inside the Pokemon World, producing something in the air, sea and land that totally rejects Legendaries and weakens the Mythicals? How in the world can an alien do that, making Arceus'' created world to turn against it? I can''t believe Arceus and the rest couldn''t do something about it. So legendariescannot enterthis world while Mythicals are clearly biting the dust soon if nothing is done... Why do they have tosplit theirPokessences into two equal parts? How can they even do it? Ah, I remember. Giratina said that half of their Pokessence will form their Pre-Ascended forms so that they can get inside the Physical World and destroy those alien invaders, and half will remain in its original body to help Arceus in fighting the ''Alien God''. But how can they do that if they will lost their memories in the process? Will they just leave it to the Chosen ones to make their half stronger? And recover their memories in the process? That''s risky! I guess the other half inside the Physical World will not be legendary anymore or else it will just be rejected by the world, noh? Well, they''re the one who made the plan, so I guess they have the means to do it. I wonder how the other half of Giratina looks like when he is in its Pre-Ascended form?Maybe a centipede? Well, he looks like one, though. I can understand others choosing the other nine, but why is Giratina choosing this weak person? Well, at least I can still fulfill my wish of ruling the world after this fiasco, I wonder how''s Cynthia and that dumb Ash... _______________________________________________________________ They were now standing infront of each other, a man and a young adult, under the bright moon. The winds suddenly howled and a bird-like Pokemon landed beside him. He waved his hand and introduced himself, "Hi, I''m Cyrus." Archer put his guard up, prepared toscream loudly if the spike-haired guy would do anything improper. He turned his xtransceiver on, the way Ritchie had shown him, ready to call his number. "Stay put. Don''t move. Tell your Pokemon to behave as well." Cyrus raised his hands up, still smiling innocently, as he stood still. "I mean you no harm, my friend. I just wanted to meet you so that I can deliver this package to you." He leaned his body towards the bluish-black bird with a hat, and whispered something. The Pokemon nodded, shouting, "Honchkrow!"
Honchkrow Height: 2''11" Weight: 60.2 lbs. Type: Dark, Flying
Description: A Big Boss Pokemon Honchkrow recruits many Murkrow to travel with it, and it spends much of its time at home preening its feathers. Ability: 1st (Insomnia) 2nd (Superluck) Hidden (Moxie) Note: Foreign. Not from Kanto Weakness: Electric Ice Rock Fairy Strength: Ghost Psychic Grass Bug Fighting No Effect: None
Note from Earth anime:Honchkrow is a ruthless Pokemonand is known as the "summoner of the night" by the pitch black darkness that often accompany such a spectacle. Note from the Guardians: &%#%%^@&#*^^#@ *(#@)#(@!@*#**@)#(!*(()!!(#**#@(#!))!!#+#@)#!_+! Evolution Max Evolution (from Murkrow) Via Dusk Stone (From Murkrow)
What''s happening with the Guardian notes? Not that I am complaining, though. Hmm, so I should be aware of its summoning call, or I might be swarmed by its flock of Murkrows. Archer discovered that he could just take out the book using his mind, so it was not a hassle for him to use this everytime he wanted some data. "Please don''t let your Honchkrow call his feathery subjects or I''ll shout. I can shout really loud, trust me." Cyrus chuckled. "Don''t worry. My Honchkrow will not harm you, I give you my word." "I don''t trust you, Cyrus. Please understand. I will not get that package until you tell me what it is." "Sure," Cyrus conceded. "Since you wanted me to be direct, then I will be straightforward with you. I want you to have this as your starter Pokemon." "But why?" "A part of the deal. A deadly deal I''d say." Cyrus offered the box to Archer and said, "Take this or else I''ll tell everyone of your friends that you were lying and have been deceiving them from the very start." "I don''t know what you are talking about." "Really...hmm, okay to convince you, I''d like to tell you a wonderful story. A guy from a certain world appeared in this world, I think it wasinside the Pokemon Mansion. Of course, he successfully escaped from that place because it is not his destiny to die there. Next, he met many people, and convinced them of his pitiful situation with lies and deception. I think I''ve seen one of them earlier. I could just visit him right now. Don''t you think so, the illegal one?" Cyrus narrowed his eyes as he looked at Archer seriously.Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Archer was wide-eyed, his heartbeat pulsing rapidly as he felt his body went stiff. "How did you know that? Are you spying on me?Who the fuck are you?!" "Look, I do really mean it when I said to you that I''ve meant no harm. Let us just say I''m the messenger of the Guardians. Would you believe me, Archer Sullivan?" "Ugh. You are more convincing when you put it that way." Archer grabbed the package and scrutinized it. It was heavy, despite its small size.He said that this is to be my starter Pokemon, but why can''t I sense its movement? Archer shook it lightly, hearing a small ''thud'' sound. Puzzled, he was about to open the box when Cyrus stopped him. "Do not open it yet. It''s a type of fossil, an ancient Pokemon. We have to bring it to a certain laboratory in Cinnabar Island so we can revive it." "I didn''t know there was a lab in that island." "Now you know. It seems that your fate with Cinnabar Island is really strong." Archer couldn''t help it but give a snigger. "Yes, and I was planning to go there after registering my citizenship. How are we traveling?" "With my Honchkrow, by Fly. Have you finished your business here in Pallet Town?" "Nope. Can we go tomorrow? I still have to get my free Pokeballs and bid goodbye to a friend of mine." "Sure." Cyrus gave his contact details to Archer. "Call me when you''re ready." Archer agreed as he saw Cyrus going inside the house together with Honchkrow. It was almost 11 PM, and he needed to take a rest for he felt drained. He put the box inside his bag and ran all the way until he arrived at the inn, without stopping. Opening the door, hecaught sight of a few people eating and drinking at the table, while a certain lady, dressed in a maid outfit, was standing at the counter while carrying a tray full of food. He paced forward and stopped at the bar, asking her, "Hello, is there a vacant room available?" "Yes, my lad. Wait for a bit, I just need to serve this to a customer, okay?" "Sure." Archer sat down and waited for the lady to come back. He leaned his head against the table and closed his eyes for a bit. ________________________________________ - Hey - "Uhm." - Hey, wake up, it''s not good to sleep here - "What, I''m getting comfy here, with - " Archer roused himself as he remembered that he was still at the counter. He wiped the drool off his face, checking his bag if anything was stolen. Upon making sure that nothing was lost, he sighed in relief. "Sorry. Have I been sleeping for too long?" "No, sweetie, just for an hour." She laughedplayfully, seemingly amused by him. "Let just make this fast. How many days are you going to stay?" "Just for this night. You serve breakfast?" "Yes. It''s 50 Poke, food and drinks included. Check-out time is 11:30 AM." "Do I have to pay it now?" "Yes, dear." Archer opened his knapsack and took out 100 Poke. "Do you allow take-outs?" "Yes, honey. You want one?" the girl asked as she gave him the key to his room. "Yes, please do. Make it two meals for tomorrow''s breakfast and one take-out." "Sure," she confirmed. "It''s room 5. There''s a label on each door. Just walk straight ahead, then turn left as you see the first room. The end of the hallway is your room, you can''t miss it," she instructed. "Anything you want, maybe some special service?" "Thanks, but no thanks." Archer shook his head as he followed her directions until he reached room 5, opened the door with the key, and flopped on the bed after locking it. Soon enough, he was snoring out loud. __________________________________________________ Archer waited at the sanctuary, feeling refreshed andsatiated. He was able to sleep for about 9 hours, ate a meal that was good for two, and now ready for any journey that he might have for the rest of the day. It was now 9:58 AM, and the village was filled with people. Kids were playing along the street as the vendors shoutedfor their goods to be sold. Two bird-like Pokemon perched side by side on a tree as they chirped, as if singing a melody, but he did not bother looking for its information in the book. He was looking around while sitting until he saw his friend. "Shane, I''m here!" "Coming!" Shane sprinted as he saw Archer. "So, how are you? Feeling good?" "Better than ever." "That''s good. Anyway, here''s your five Pokeball, courtesy of Professor Oak Lab. Too bad there was an emergency and he had to travel last night, and the only thing he was able to prepare was these Pokeball." "It''s fine. So when will I get my Pokedex and other stuffs?" Archer inquired. "As soon as he comes back, not later than Friday. So within four days." "Alright. Anyway, I''ll be going back to Cinnabar Island with a friend." "Really? Is it Ericka?" Shane sneered, as if trying to tell him something. Archer raised his brows while smirking. "Nobody wants to date an amnesiac person like me, okay. It sounds troublesome. So, where will Ilook for you if I decide to come back here in Pallet Town?" "At Professor Oak Lab. Just call me in case you can''t find me there." Shane punched him lightly. "So, take care, my young friend." "Yes, take care, old friend." ____________________________________________________________ Archer found out that Cyrus was already waiting for him at the house near the inn. "So, let''s go?" "You sure are enthusiastic, unlike last night," Cyrus uttered as he petted his Honchkrow, which was eating some sort of a seed. Somehow, he was able to discern that Archer was curious with what he was feeding to his Pokemon, he explained, "This is a Pokeblock. If you want to learn more about it, just enroll at the Pokemon Training School. Since you are already registered, the tuition is free." "That sounds great." "Yeah, it is. So have you traveled using Fly?" "This is my first time," Archer answered truthfully. "I''ve done Surf yesterday and it felt like crap." "Well, if you are acrophobic, then of course Fly is gonna be crappier for you. It''s easy, all it takes is just a pint of courage and a bunch of training to let you enjoy the experience." "That sounds...reassuring. So what now?" Cyrus gave him a pill before riding on Honchkrow''s back. "Do not take the pill unless you feel nauseated. Trust me, it''s much better to be used to Fly normally than to depend on a pill for comfort." "I guess so." "Come up. Let''s not waste time anymore." "Here we go." "Wait, wait, wait. WAIT! WAAAIIIIIT! AAAAHH!" ________________________________________________________ "Bleeergh! Bleergh!" Archer kept on vomiting; all the food he had eaten for breakfast earlier was spewed out. He retched while holding his stomach, feeling miserable, as his eyes were filled with tears. "I''ll never ride on a bird again." "Why didn''t you take the pill like I told you so?" "It fell down." Cyrus cracked up a bit as he left Honchkrow near the Fossil Lab. "Come, let us go inside and revive that Pokemon." Archer felt ecstatic upon remembering their purpose in coming here. He quickened his steps and followed Cyrus. Inside, the office was clean and well arranged. It was well-ventilated and adorned with plants. Paintings of nature were posted on the walls. The place was just like any normal office, except for the large device installed at thearea with an ''Off-Limits'' sign plastered on it. Cyrussignaled Archerto come and greeted the personnel working at the Off-Limits area. "Hello. I would like to inquire about your ''Revive Fossil'' services." "Sure. It''s 500 Poke per fossil. Reviving time might take an hour or two, depending on its rarity," The worker informed Cyrus as he took out some papers. "Please fill this out so we can process your request as soon as possible." "Thank you." Cyrus transferred the paper to Archer. "Since you''re the one who is going to own it, then you''re the one who''s paying it." Archer grumbled as he wrote his personal details on the application form. "Erm, uhhh...Cyrus...there''s something I need to tell you." "What? Anything but money." "Ugh, the thing is, I don''t have much money. You know for a fact that I''m just a 2 day-old citizen here in this world," Archer reasoned out to him. "Oh, yeah, you''re right, I totally forgot. How about this, I''ll lend you money, then pay it back when you earn something. You can''t hide from me anyway." "Ugh...do I have a choice?" Archer took out the box from his bag and handed it to the employee. He saw Cyrus paid the bill and went inside a room. After a few minutes, Cyrus left theroom and approached him. "They said that the procedure would take a long while, since it was their first time seeing such fossil. So where would you plan on waiting?" "I''ll just wait at the resting area," Archer replied. Cyrus shrugged his shoulders. "Okay. I''m going to the Pokemon Center. Be right back." ___________________________________________ - Sir - "Huh?" - Sir, your Pokemon is ready. - The very words jolted Archer back into reality. He grabbed his bag and followed the worker outside the resting area, and saw Cyrus looking at the beetle-like Pokemon, seemingly laughing. Its shell was covered with thick, red stripes,and its triangular head and yellow, sharp jaw moved slowly like a robot. Suddenly, black wings, like that of a bat, protruded out of its back, and flew around, as if searching for something, until it stopped infront of Archer. He felt that something inside his clothes was vibrating as its red eyes met his gaze. The book? Why is it shaking so much? The critter floated in the air until it landed on his head. "Gi...gi...gi..." "Gi..ra...Gi...ra..." "Girana!" Chapter 10: Reverse World: Nightmare Its shell was covered with thick, red stripes,and its triangular head and yellow, sharp jaw moved slowly like a robot. Suddenly, black wings, like that of a bat, protruded out of its back, and flew around, as if searching for something, until it stopped infront of Archer. Its red eyes met his gaze, and floated in the air until it landed on his head. "Gi...gi...gi..." "Gi..ra...Gi...ra..." "Girana!" Wait, I''ve never heard of a Girana while watching Pokemon. Maybe it''s from the Pokemun Sun and Moon version? Alolan fossil perhaps? Archer grabbed the Pokemon sitting on his head and had a closer look at it. Girana''s red, round eyeballs stared at him as its bat-like wings flapped a bit, almost half a meter in length. It weighed a bit heavy, like carrying half a kilo of rice. He traced his hands on its shell, noting that it was sleek and hard, and lucky for him, it did not hurt him while it was on his head. He opened its left wing and felt that it was leathery in texture, its hair shiny to look at. He laid it down, its belly exposed, and observed that its six golden legs were sharp and hard, like a tusk of an elephant. He poked its belly when the Pokemon made a sound. "Gi, gi, gi." Did it laugh? Hmm let me try it again. "Gi, gi, gi." Hehehe this is fun. "Gi, gi, gi, gi, gi." How about I poke you herejust below your belly? "Giiiiiiii!" Girana shouted, flying up as its body began to shine. "Giiiiii...giiirana!!!" A sudden blinding light blasted in the room. "Ooooh no!" "Help!" "We''re being attacked!" "You''re touching my butt, pervert!" Archer could hear crashing and breaking sounds as he stood still because he could not see anything as of the moment. The flash was sodazzling that it made his eyes almost blind, and all he did was close them and wait until its effect would pass. After a minute or two, he squinted his eyes until it didnot hurt anymore. Girana was still hovering, looking at him straight in the eyes, as if angry. Archer gulped loudly, scratching his head as he smiled apologetically. "Girana, I''m sorry, I didn''t know that it was your butt - " "Girana!" "Okay, I know everyone''s butts are off-limits, but please understand that I was just curious. I never expected that it was your butt, okay." Girana shook its six legs, as if signaling something, and landed back onto his head. Smiling sheepishly, Archer folded his arms on his chest and asked, "So are you going to make my head into your nesting place?" "Girana," it sounded, as if making a ''yes'' statement. "Ugh." "So the pre-ascended name is Girana..." Archer heard Cyrus mumbling to himself, as if in deep thoughts. "Interesting...interesting." Archer couldn''t feel the presence of Girana, even though its aura was kind of intimidating earlier.Even as he moved, it was as if he was just wearingnothing on his head. While pondering, he saw the worker who woke him up earlier came to him and said, "Hi, Archer. Can we ask your permission to let us borrow this Pokemon for further study? Our database has no records in it, and it would be a great help if you would agree on this, yes, in the name of science." Archer did notcomment right away. Whatever they planned in the name of science, Archer thought that it could just wait after he caught Girana. He didn''t trust them, for they might try and steal this rare Pokemon, making it their own. "Sorry, I couldn''t agree on it today, since I have something to do. How about this, you can give me your contact details and I''d call you if I have some time to spare, what do you think?" "How about you give me your contact details so we can call you?" "Nope, I don''t want to bepestered by calls from a person whom I do not know," Archer rejected his proposition as direct as he could. He knew how these scientists feel and act, since he was one of them. They could be as manipulative and persuasive on things they found fascinating, so he had to be firm in his decision. "Take it or leave it, your call." "Do not be like this," the worker answered as five or more people, in white labsuits, surrounded Archer. Archer gripped Girana while he stood in a fighting stance. "Girana, can you use, uhm, what do you call it, Optic Blast?" "Gira?" "That''s a no then. Then attack them with any blasts you know and save our asses. Do you know they want to harm you?" "Giragiragi!" Giranasoared into the air and beat its wings as hard as it could, only to fall down. Archer caught the falling Girana on his hands, looking at it in wonder. "Are you tired?" "Gira." "I don''t really understand you but I hope you understand me. I think we are in trouble."Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. The crowd was closing in as they encircled him, as if they were preventing him from escaping. Archer was scared, but he stood firm, decided that he would thrash these Four-Eyed minions in any way he could. He could scratch, kick, punch, and elbow them like a champ. Hell, he could even bite them; the only thing he won''t do was to do nothing while they take away something he considered his. "I think you are forgetting my existence. What I hate the most is ignoring me, especially from weaklings like you. A king like me should be respected, and yes, I demand respect." Archer heard Cyrus speaking powerfully, his eyes gleaming. Was he speaking about me? Or them? Or am I included? Did they somehow trigger him off?? _________________________________________________________________ Cyrus'' POV So this is your pre-ascended form, Giratina? Who knows that a beetle-like critter like you could turn into a Legendary Pokemon? I could just easily kill you right now as payment for thwarting my plans back then. Hmm, now I''m having second thoughts. Should I just kill thisbrat and make you my own Pokemon? Too bad the deal is stopping me from doing that. Interesting, this could lead into many possibilities. What if...what if my Honchkrow evolve and ascend to become one of your kind, Giratina? That would be...interesting... Let''s see where it goes. Well, a legendary ruler like me deserves legendary Pokemon for my plans are grand. For now, I''ll follow the deal. Hehehe. Wait, this looks off. What are they doing to that kid? Are they not scared of me? They already know I am with him, yet they have the guts to do that?The nerve they have to treat me like I was nothing. Huh, I think people forgot the name that once shook this World. It''s me Cyrus, yet they don''t cower. Blast it, I''ve been planning to raise my reputation once again. This can be my stepping stone in letting the World know that Team Galactic still exists. Yes. Saturn, Jupiter, Mars. Just wait wherever you are. I''ll show this fuckers a thing or two about coercion. They never learn. Weaklings are meant to be ruled! _______________________________________________________________ Archer gaped at Cyrus in fear and amazement. He floated! He floated!Wow, he''s likeSon Goku floating, and his spiky hair made it more convincing. "Weaklings!Pawns! All you deserve is a good beating after you offended your King." Cyrus stretched out his glowing hand, his onyx eyes gleaming like a gem. The scientists tried to move but couldn''t, their feet were covered by black mists. "Yes, be scared. Know that my name is Cyrus, the Captain of Team Galactic. Remember my name. Instill it inside your hearts and mind. I will show you true fear and horror, so you will know how foolish it is to offend your King." He cackled and said, almost whispery, "Reverse World: Nightmare!" Archer was sweaty as he heard Cyrus'' monologue. Looking around, he saw them trembling, their knees buckling up as their eyes were red. Their mouths were gaped open, drooling as they breathe raggedly. Their skin complexion were pale, like a vampire, as they began making a soft ''Aaaaaah, aaaah'' sound. Soon enough, they were scratching their faces until they bled, still creating that eerie ''Aaaaaah, aaaaah'' noise. As if not yet contented, they then pulled out their hairs like it was not theirs, and blood dirtied the once white floor.Finally, they all fell down. Archer was trepidating, his knees shaking, as if he was seeing Sadako of the Ring in flesh. He wanted to run, but his feet were firmly pasted on the ground. Black mists surrounded him until all he could see was blinding darkness. "Cyrus?" Nobody answered. He panicked as his surrounding was getting smelly, like a rotten body. It was getting stenchier as the minute passed by, and he felt suffocated, gasping for breath.This is getting scarier as fuck. Wait a minute, where''s Girana.He just realized by now that Girana was gone, it was already too late to look for it. "Hahahaha...this is it. Fear! Yes, you weakling, fear me." Archer heard Cyrus still shouting out the same sentence. What the fuck is his problem?! He could only stare at the darkness as he waited for his final fate to come. "Grimer!" What is this? "Grimer!" Nononono... "Muuuuuuuk!!!" "Grimer! Grimer! Grimer!" All he could hear was them shouting "Grimer" in unison as he saw countless eyes blinking, staring at him, when suddenly blobs of sludges jumped out, covering him. "Aaaaaaah!!!!!" He could feel his skin melting as the corrosive acid touched him. No matter how he struggled, he couldn''t get the Pokemon off his body, and he was melting, suffering from great pain, until he became a puddle of blood. _______________________________________________________ "NOOOOO!!" "GIRAGI?!" Archer was breathing loudly. He felt some liquid dripping from his nose. Wiping it thoroughly with his hands, he saw that they were now tinted red.Blood?Pinching his nose to stop the bleeding, he tilted his face up as he breathe through his mouth. He gazed around, seeing that Cyrus was just standing infront of him, looking grim. "Are you alright?" Cyrus asked, with a hint of concern in his voice. "I''m sorry that you were affected by my - " "You killed them?" Cyrus stopped for a bit, and replied, "No. It is the only way we can escape without killing them." Archer nodded. Releasing his grip, he was glad that his nosedidn''t bleed anymore. He stood up and saw Girana perched on his head, as if without a care in the world, and he couldn''t help but smile at seeing its antics. Shifting his gaze back to Cyrus, he then asked, "What did you do?" "Reverse World: Nightmare, a Ghost type skill I know but with a touch of the energy from the Reverse World. Unlike the usual Nightmare, it can only be targeted on awake people, not asleep. It was a group attack, that''s why you''ve been affected by it. It comes with a cost, though," Cyrus cooly answered. "You''ve never asked, but I was once a Pokemon Gym Leader, and the Captain of Team Galactic. Having such skill is just a simple thing for me to have." "But will the police look for us?" "No. They were trying to force you into things you didn''t like, and I''ve already contacted my friends working inside the Police about what happened. I''ve sent them proofs as well." "But they still have my record." "I''ve burned the papers, destroyed the video in the camera, and deleted the files in their hardware. Trust me, they won''t be able to know who you are," Cyrus assured him. "You''re very thorough." "Of course, I am. I''ve learnt my lessons." Cyrus halted, as if in deep thoughts. "What happened?" "It''s none of your concern. Anyway, I am glad that it was over." I am really weak. Fuck this, I really hate this feeling of helplessness. I want to get stronger, so that no one can bully me or forced me into things I do not want to do. What should I do? "Cyrus, can I ask you for a favor?" "What is it?" Cyrus just stared at him in curiousity. Archer knelt down infront of him and kowtowed, saying, "Please teach me. I want to be stronger." Chapter 11: Desperation and Solitude CHAPTER 11: DESPERATION AND SOLITUDE "Cyrus, can I ask you for a favor?" "What is it?" Cyrus just stared at him in curiousity. Archer knelt down infront of him and kowtowed, saying, "Please teach me. I want to be stronger." "But I have plans for these coming days, and it involves going back to my homeplace." Cyrus tapped his right foot, now sitting on a big rock. "Why should I teach you anyway? I didn''t help you just because I''ve wanted to, but it''s because I had no choice." Archer kowtowed again. "Please, Cyrus, - " "Stop begging me, it will not result to anything.What made you think that I would agree?" "I...I''ll help you with your plans. I don''t care if they will call me evil, I just wanted to become strong and survive." Cyrus shook his head. "You don''t know what you are talking about. Aren''t you scared you''d be implicated by my actions? Do you know what they call me back then? I''m a demon. I can''t waste my time on you." Archer just stared at him blankly. He felt useless, and everything that happened to himrevealed his glaring weaknesses. Back on earth, he was adored. His family have always taught him that he was the best, and trophiesdecorating his tables and cabinets were their evidences. People were claiming that he would be just like his parents. He thought that his intelligence could always solve his problems. But now here he was, facing things that needed absolute strength to overcome them. Of which he did not have. He was not even eighteen. What could he even do here in this world to make a difference? What should I do? "Are you sober now?" Cyrus went to the clearing and took out his Pokeball. "Honchkrow, come out." "Honchkrow!" The hat-wearing Bird Pokemon flapped its wings as it landed beside Cyrus. Nudging its head on his chest, Cyrus smiled and took out a Pokeblock and fed it. "You already have your Girana with you, so I''ve done my part. Nothing personal." Climbing up to ride on Honchkrow''s back, Cyrus then threw a bag toward Archer, hitting him on his chest. Archer fell down, yet he didn''t scream nor act in pain; he was listless like a doll. "A friend told me to give that to you, believing that it could help you on your journey. I hope that you can find what you seek." The dusts scattered around Archer as Honchkrow flew up toward the sky. Before they were gone, Cyrus shouted, "If you really are decided to join my Team, then go to Sinnoh. I believe you will find me there." Archer did not move for a long time, even after Cyrus went away. An hour. Or two. It did not matter for him. What good is he if he could not even defend himself from these things, that''s what he kept repeating inside his mind. Should I go back to the Pokemon Center? I...I don''t even know where to go. I''m confused. I''m not used to this helplessness. It was getting darker, and he saw the sea was now sparkling red, just like what he had seen in Pallet Town. It seemed like the trees were whispering to him as he heard its rustling leaves. Archer faced the sunset, and somehow, his burden was lightened. "Indeed, sunset can heal wounds." Archer ruminated on things that happened as he took hold of the bag that Cyrus threw at him. Girana was now on its head, again, sleeping without a care in the world. How I wish I could be just like you, Girana. Everything''s troublesome. Everyone''s full of agenda. They think I didn''t know that they were using me for some sort of plans they have. I''ve tried to keep ignoring them, but the evidence was there. They think I didn''t know that Ericka, Shane, Drok, Eric, and Jax were involved in the act. The money they had given me, the Pokeballs, everything was just plain baloney.Believing to themselves that they can just lead me on. Everything. Shiela have told me everything. She sent me proofs, and everything coincided with what I''ve heard and saw. Only Shiela was sincere. If only I could find her whereabouts. Did they really think I''m an idiot? Thank God for my Mom''s advice, it really works. ''Act stupidly and you will be treated stupidly'' and ''Act childishly and you will be treated like a child''. At least it put their guard down against me. Fucking Team Rockets. What do you want with me? Archer took out the notebook and pen that he bought in Pallet Town, and decided to keep a diary. Of things he encountered. Of events that took place. Of people that got involved. Of Pokemon that he met. The moon was bright and the sea was roaring, yet Archer was not distracted. He went on writing. And writing. And writing until his wrist was stiff in pain. He lied down but he could not sleep, for his worries overweighs in his mind. Maybe the Goddess of luck will smile upon me? I hope so. For the wheel of life is not always down. ________________________________________________________ The winds hit his face as the chirps of birdsroused him from his sleep. Yawning loudly, Archer reached out for his bag and took his toothbrush and other stuffs to do his morning rituals. He never knew that living in the wilderness was actually...not bad. Fixing his gaze on the rocky path just beside the clearing, he observed that a certain boulder-like Pokemon was checking up on him.
Geodude Height: 1''04" Weight: 44.1 lbs. Type: Rock, Ground
Description: A Rock Pokemon Many lived on mountain trails and remain half buried while keeping an eye on climbers. Ability: 1st (Rock Head) 2nd (Sturdy) Hidden (Sand Veil) Weakness: Water Grass Ice Fighting Ground Steel Strength:Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. Flying Bug Fire Ice Electric Poison Steel Rock No Effect: None
ERROR! Evolution Graveler (from Geodude) Golem (from Graveler) to Graveler (Natural Evolution)
"Geodude!" Archer avoided it and took the otherpath. It was a winding trail and the sideways were covered with mangroves. It took him more than an hour of walking to reach the first shop of Cinnabar Island. Glancing at his watch, it was 9 am, still too early for him to eat his lunch. He stayed away from the road and houses he felt familiar with, noting that they led to the Fossil Lab. He strolled along the road, seeing the kids playing and the adults doing businesses at the place they called the Agora Market, but he didn''t mind it and took a seat on a bench while resting his tired feet. "Sweet Jesus!" Archer exclaimed as he finally found a place to rest for a bit. Nothing to do, he decided to check on the bag Cyrus threw at him yesterday. He grabbed it, noticing that one of its zipper was ripped off. He opened it and saw an old notebook, an old ring, an orb, and 5 bluish-black Pokeballs. Being a scientist, he took the notebook and read its content. Soon, a smile could be seen on his face.So the Goddess of luck indeed took pity on me. Now I''ve got something to do. Archer thought of his future plans, if he wanted to be strong, then he needed to take some drastic measures. The world would not wait on him to grow, this he was sure of, and every opportunity wasted could not be regained.This gift was like a lifeline to him. It was simply heaven-sent. Archer searched for something that could give him any information about Pokeballs, because he wanted to address his problem right away: to catch Girana before it could be stolen from him. And luck really was on his side today, because there were things about Pokeballs. As it is written:
"There are two types of Pokeballs, the catching-type and the containing-type. Catching-type Pokeballs are used to catch wild Pokemon while the containing-type Pokeballs are needed to house the Pokemon you own as you carry them along with you. So you must make sure that you have these two if you decide to take on a journey, who knows what Pokemon you might meet along the way. There are many kinds of catching-type Pokeballs, like Great Ball, Ultra Ball, Nest Ball, and the rarer Love Ball and Level Ball, of which you can mostly buy in Pokemarts as long as you show your Registry Number. The higherthebadges you have, the better the quality of catching-types you can buy. That is why it is also important to get those recommendations from the gym leaders, if you are planning to catch rarer and stronger Pokemon usingthose rarer catching-types. But some Pokeballs can''t be bought, like the legendary Master Ball. As a rule, catching-types are used by pressing its knob, which will automatically absorb some of your Pokessence, albeit temporarily. Then,you throw it or make the Pokeball touch the wild Pokemon, and the Pokeball would then transfer your Pokessence to the target, invading its consciousness. If the Pokemon is overpowered, then the Pokeball would then convert the target''s body to Pure Pokessence, and hereby absorbed by the Pokeball, merging your Pokessence with the Pokemon''s Pokessence, making the catch temporarily successful. Therefore, it is imperative for a Trainer to weaken the wild Pokemon before catching, since their mental strengthare weaker in that state. It must be noted thatowned Pokemon have positive Pokessences that are from his owner. The only Pokemon that could be catch using Pokeballs are those which are purely negative, and those are the wild ones." Containing-types are Pokeballs that housed the Pokemon while they are with you. As the Pokemon is caught, it can only stay inside the catching-type for as long as five minutes. If it is not then transferred to the containing-type, then the catching-type will automatically lock itself along with the Pokemon inside it, and could only be opened via the PC Booth System. It is imperative for a Trainer to visit the Boothright away, or not later than 60 days to register it and be sealed inside the PC Booth System. If not, thenthe catching-type will automatically self-destruct, releasing the caught Pokemon, and the positive Pokessence it once merged with will soon disappear, making it wild again. Once it is registered and sealed, then the Pokemon is officially caught. In order to retrieve the Pokemon from the system, we need to house it inside the appropriate containing-type. Different Pokemon requires different containing-type. Water-type Pokemon needs water-typed containing Pokeball - simple as that. A caught Rattata must be housed inside a Normal containing-type if you wished to use that Pokemon as your companion. Dual-type Pokemon, on the other hand, could still be caught using either of the two,but it is recommended to use a containing-type that matches the Pokemon''s dominating Pokessence. The meaning behind the kinds of containing-type Pokeballsgenerally indicates what Pokessence Nature thecontaining-type will convert into, which will then be used to nourish the Pokemon.
Now this is enlightening. Unlike the games and anime back on earth, the explanation here actually makes sense. At all. Now I know how to catch Girana easily. I already have my catching Pokeball, but my containing-type...Wait, I think I''ve seen it inside the other bag? Archer reopened the bag and saw the 5blue-black Pokeballs just beside the orb. He was not sure if it was poison, dark or ghost types. But, if he had to consider the one who gave him this bag, then poison was definitely wrong, and more or less, would be either dark or ghost. He wanted to make sure since this involved his starter pokemon, so he opened the book once again and looked forthe correct information.
CLASSIFICATION OF CONTAINING-TYPES COLOR ASSOCIATION AND SYMBOL
Normal?? White (SNORLAX)
Fire Red (CHARMANDER)
Water Blue (SQUIRTLE)
Electric Yellow (PIKACHU)
Grass Green (BULBASAUR)
Ice Turqoise (SEEL)
Fighting Maroon (MACHOP)
Poison Violet (EKANS)
Ground Dark Brown (DIGLETT)
Rock Grey (GEODUDE)
Psychic Light Brown (ABRA)
Flying Sky Blue (PIDGEY)
Bug Light Green (CATERPIE)
Ghost Royal Blue (GHASTLY)
Dragon Orange (DRAGONITE)
Fairy Pink (GARDEVOIR)
Steel Silver (ARON)
Dark Black (POOCHYENA)
Archer was happy that indeed, for once, things were going his way. Scrutinizing the blue-black ball in his hands, he saw a ''Ghastly'' figure stamped on it, He needed to make sure that nothing would go wrong in catching Girana so preparation was needed. He had to buy some supplies, and counted his remaining Poke. Realizing that it was more than enough, he decided to spend some money. Hmm, let''s see and do my checklist for the week. One, catch Girana. Two, look for a place to turn into my ''secret lab'', where I study, research, and possibly train. If possible, it must be not inside the city. Three, inquire about works from people so I can earn Poke. I should not wait until I used up my money. Fourth, learn about Pokemon Training School. And fifth, go back to Pallet Town and meet with Professor Oak to get my Pokedex, town maps, and stuffs. Lots of things to do huh? I should avoid the Team Rockets like a plague. Archer took Girana off his head, who seemed happy as it flapped its wings.
Girana Height: 0.5 foot Weight: 1.1 lbs. Type:Ghost, Normal
Description: An Anti-Matter Pokemon A Pokemon that is bound between Reality and Anti-Matter. Its bodycan survive the harshest environment, since its carapace absorb most of the shock it receives. Ability: 1st (?) 2nd (?) Hidden (?) Special (?) Weakness: Dark Strength: Ghost Psychic No Effect: Normal(OnlyGhost is Useless) Ghost (only Normail is Useless)
ERROR! Evolution ? ? ?
Wow! Only one weakness for a dual-type? That''s, crazy. This is the best typing that I could ever wished for! NEXT CHAPTER TITLE: A PLACE TO CALL HOME? Chapter 12: A Place to Call Home? CHAPTER 12: A Place to Call Home? Cyrus'' Monologue Sinnoh, at last...knowing Saturn and the rest, I think I know where to look for them... Cynthia...you still have some debts to pay, I''m also coming for you. Ash, hmph, just stay wherever you are right now and pray we''ll never meet each other, or else... And as for that kid...sorry...I don''t want you to be involve in my business, for you''ve got yours as well, much bigger than mine actually... Grow up fast, for the alien God is about to do something...soon... ___________________________________________________ Archer wasscribbling on his notes as he read Girana''s details. A Ghost-Normal type was perfect for him as he wanted to have a Pokemon that only had a few weaknesses, much more this type having only one. What made him perplexed was its description. Antimatter, such an otherworldly concept, yet Girana was considered as one. He hoped to see its actual statistics but could not do so until he officially catch Girana and have the Pokedex scanned it. Contented for now, he stood up and went into the Agora Market to see their goods. "Fishes! Fresh fish for your dish!" "Veggies. Selling fresh veggies,harvested from the Farm!" "If you want some meat to eat, then check my stall!" The place was somewhat chaotic and noisy, like how it remindedArcher of his world. The merchants were busy talking with their customers, maybe negotiating with each other, as their goods were displayed on their stores. Archer frowned because henever likedvisitingmarketplaces, and heknew him being here would still not change his dislike against it. As he strolled, he noticed a bulletin at the center of the Agora. Photos of some sort were posted, seemingly occupying most of the board. What attracted his attention was a young boy who was just facing the bulletin while standing still. He decided to investigate to sate his curiousity. "Kid, are you okay?" The boy just shifted his gaze toward Archer without speaking, seemingly crying because his eyes were puffy red. After a few moments, he turned his eyes back again to the pictures. Archer pried at the board and finally realized that these were photos of missing people and Pokemon. Some were dated five years ago, and others just recently. He further probed and found out that all of them were last seen here in Cinnabar, at one of the caves somewhere in this island. "So where do you live, kid?" Archer inquired. "Mom said that I should not talk to strangers." The boy answered this time, albeit unwillingly. Chuckling, Archer continued. "Yeah, your mom''s right. You should never talk to strangers." He crouched down while facing the boy and said, "I''m Archer Sullivan, almost 18 years of age, and currently staying here. Now, I''m not a stranger to you since you know some things about me." The boy widened his eyes, backed out a bit as he pointed at his head, stuttering as he asked, "Wha...what is that thing?" Archer knitted his eyes in a furrow, then smiled widely as he took off Girana. "This is my Pokemon, Girana." "Gira?" The critter shook its legs as its eyeballs move from left to right. "Girana?" Stepping forward to move closer, he reached out his hand and halted. "Could I, could I touch him?" "I''ll ask. Girana, this kid wants to touch you, won''t you mind him doing so?" "Gira?" Archer smiled, not understanding if it agreed or not, yet he turned Girana''s body as its belly was now facing the kid. "Sure, you can. Just don''t touch the spot below its stomach." The boy traced his fingers on its shells, then its jaw and legs. "It''s very hard, like metal." "Yes, it is. You want to hear a funny thing?" The boy nodded, looking at him in expectation. "Poke its belly." The boy seemed hesitant at first, then decided to poke it softly. "Gi...gi...gi..." His eyes brightened up, and continued to poke him as Girana made a ''Gi...gi...gi'' sound. Soon enough, the boy was laughing very hard as it continued jabbing it with his chubby fingers. Archer couldn''t help but smile at the scene, but frowned a little later.Poor kid, too young and innocent yet the world did not want him to stay innocent. The boy stopped prodding as he wiped his tears from excessive laughter. Grinning, he extended his small hand and said, "You''re no stranger anymore. I''m Kenneth Smith." Archer ruffled the boy''s black hair. "Yes, and call me Big Bro if you want. After all, I''m much older." "Yes, Big Bro." "So why are you here?" Archer interrogated. Kenneth was quiet, staring down as his feet, for about a minute or two, before replying, "Mom, Pop and big sister went missing last week."Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit. "I see." Archer knelt down and looked at him face-level. "Are they...missing?" "Yeah." "Want a big hug?" Kenneth''s eyes went red as he abruptly embraced him while wailing. Archer felt emotional, the only thing he could do was pat him on his back, and let him cry as much as he wanted. The boy kept on crying while Girana hovered in the air, looking at them as if it knew what was happening. Archer patiently waited for Kenneth to stop as he comforted him. This went on for about half an hour until only stifled sobs could be heard. "Are you alright now?" "Yes," Kenneth affirmed as he moved away from Archer. "Sorry." "It''s okay. Crying is good for everyone." "Really?" "Yes. It''s our way of easing our pain. I cry too, you know?" Kenneth looked at him with disbelief. "Do big guys cry?" "Yes. In fact, I''ve just cried last night. Like you, I''m far away from my family, friends and everyone I loved, not knowing if I''ll ever meet them again." "Did...did the Plankas get them?" Kenneth asked. "People say the Plankas ate the missing people, but I don''t believe it because my Pop''s really strong." "See? If your Pop is strong, then definitely they are safe," Archer replied bleakly, his eyes narrowed. As soon as he stood up, Girana perched on his head and stopped moving. "So where are you staying right now? You''ve got someone with you?" "No one. I''m just living alone. I just came here at the market to beg for food." Archer softened his gaze and patted the boy''s head. "Have you eaten?" Kenneth shook his head and kept staring down. "Why don''t we do this? Since we''re here in the market, Big bro will buy some food to cook and go to your place. Can we cook there inside your house?" "Of course we can, hehehehe." "Hah! What do you want to eat then?" "Fish! My Mom always cook fish!" ''Then, it''s gonna be fish for lunch." "Yay!" Kenneth jumped around like a rabbit. Singing, he kept prancing around while Archer laughed boisterously. "Big bro?" "Yes?" "Thank you." "Your welcome." _____________________________________________________________________ They sauntered their way to Kenneth''s house, reaching it at around 11:00 AM,as theygossiped about interesting things that happened in Cinnabar Island. Archer told him about his journey, minus the teleportation and the Fossil Lab fiasco, while Kenneth listened attentively. They kept on talking until Kenneth cut him off. "Big bro! That''s our house. Neat, isn''t it?" Archer shifted his gaze to where he was pointing and saw a rather, big brown house. It was a 2-storey mansion fenced with metallic gate and brick walls. Trees surrounded the place, as if hiding the area, and flowers, which looked like roses, adorn the pavements. A girl was playing just beside the brown house, running away from the Meowth as she screeched. "Stop it, Kitkat! I promised I won''t pull your tail again!" "MEOWTH!" The girl paused a bit, as if catching her breath as she sat on the ground. "MIA!" The girl looked at them and grinned. "KENNETH!" Kenneth sprinted toward her, and soon began laughing and talking noisily. Archer ambled on his way as heate one of theapples he bought earlier. "You want some Apple, Girana?" "Giragi!" "I guess it''s a yes, then," he repliedas he took out an apple from the grocery bag and offered it to the Pokemon. Girana screamed in delight, and he heard munching sounds a few minutes after."Hey, Girana, eat slowly. I don''t want your spittle and fruit juices staining my shirt. Better yet, just find another place when you eat." Girana ignored his reminders and continued eating. Shaking his head, he moved to where the kids were, whistling as he carried the bags. "Big Bro, meet Mia, my best friend," Kenneth introduced her. Archer saw Mia fixing her clothes and hair, and gestured a bow like a princess. "Hi, Mr. Archer Sullivan." "Oh, you know my name." "Yes, Kenneth told me. He said you''re the second best man after his dad of course, and you''ll be cooking food." "Ahahaha!. Anyway, where do you live, Mia? Are your parents around?" Archer noticed that the mood was not good as he saw Mia produce a stifled sob. Kenneth then patted Mia and explained, "Her Pop and Mom went together with my Pop, Mom, and big sister. They said they want to get some ''stone'' inside a cave. They told me it was dangerous for me to join them because there are lots of Geodudes inside." "I believe they will be back soon. So, before they come back, let me prepare a feast for all of us. Sounds good, right?" Archer assured them as he continued his rant. "Let''s celebrate!" "YAAAY!" ________________________________________________________________ It was almost 1:00 PM. and Kenneth was inside his new room. Archer looked around as he left his things on the table. I could stay here until his family will return, of which I doubt it. Archerflopped down on the soft bed as he relaxed his body. Living outside is somewhat fun, but nothing beats a comfy bed and a house.He just stayed there for about five minutes, staring at the blue ceiling while thinking of his next agenda. This could be my ''secret lab''. Well, only if they will not return, which is highly probable. I wonder if they were consumed by the Plankas. Poor kid, you''re just like me, aren''t you? Well, thinking about these things do not help me become stronger. I need to do what I have to do. Archer opened his bag as he sat down and took his catching-type and containing-type Pokeball. "Girana. I want to ask you something." He placed Girana on the table and plonked on a chair. "Gira?" Tickling its face, Archer paused for a moment before he spoke. "Do you want to be my partner? You know, me as your master?" "Giragi!" "How about this, if you understand me and agrees to what I am saying, fly to the left. Okay?" Girana soared up and flew to its left, then back to its position. Satisfied, Archer said with praise, "Very good Girana. Now, I asked you do you want to be my Pokemon?" "GIRAGI!" Girana screamed as it went the left hurriedly. "Giragi! Giragi!" Archer guffawed as he saw Girana''s positive feedback, and he gave afirm thumbs-up sign. "If that''s the case then listen to this. I''ll throw a Pokeball at you. Do not reject the Pokessence that will enter your mind. Get it." "GIRAGI! GIRAGI! GIRAGI!" Girana did the agreeing sign and landed back on the desk. "Okay, here it goes." Archer felt a tingling sensation as he pressed the knob on the catching Pokeball. He knew something inside him was absorbed as he observed his body somewhat got tired. He then threw it at Girana, now enveloped inside a dazzling light. After a few seconds, that same light wassucked upby the Pokeball, and Girana could be seen no more. The Pokeball moved once, twice, then three times. "FUCKING YES!" Archer bellowed as he gave himself a victory applause. He then went closer to the table and hit the Pokeball with the Ghost-type he was grasping in his hands. A cold sensation filled him as the beam of light he saw earlier transferred to the Pokeball he was holding. Then, the weird feeling left and everything was silent. Was it successful? Extending his arms, he shouted, "Girana, come out." A flash of laser-like beam came out of the Pokeball, and Girana materialized. Archer was about to hug his Pokemon when a childish voice spoke in his mind. ...Archer...Master?... ________________________________________________________________ NEXT CHAPTER: THE FIRST TRAINING Chapter 13: The First Training Kenneth''s Monologue I''m hungry... Mom, Pop, Big Sister, where are you now? I''m scared. Please come back. They said the Plankas ate them. Even my friends told me that I''m an orphan now. Well, all I know is that they''re gonna have blackeyes from me if they insist on saying it. I''m hungry again... Who''s this guy? Mom says I should not talk to strangers. But... Hahaha...Girana''s funny though...I guess he''s not bad. So his name is Big Bro Archer. Yes, he''s a good guy. Anyone who cooks for me is a good guy, especially when it is fish... Aaaah, that was the best meal I''ve ever had since two weeks ago...the fish was superb... Hope Big Bro''s gonna stay. But will he leave as well? Dear God, I pray, please keep my Pop, Mom, Big Sis...and Big Bro protected from harm. _______________________________________________________________ Archer was about to hug his Pokemon when a childish voice spoke inside his mind. ...Archer...Master?... "Huh?!" He exclaimed in surprise, abruptly halting his movement. No one was around him, except for Girana who was now resting its body on the table, seemingly tired. "Was that you, Girana?" ...Yes...Master...me...talk... Archer took a seat facing Girana and rubbed its head. "How did you even do it?" ...Me...not know... He couldn''t help but worry over the Pokemon as he spotted its almost droopy eyes. "Is your body okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" ...Me...okay...me...feel tired...me...want sleep... Archer took out the Ghost Pokeball as he said in concern, "Okay, better go back to your Pokeball and rest well. There''s a lot of things we''ve gotta do after today." ...Me...thank master... "Return." Archer picked up his notebook and lolled in the chair. Cupping his chin, he began flipping the pages but his mind waswandering.So I am now an actual Pokemon Trainer, huh? I wonder what future lies before me, then. I hope there''s something more that I could use to strengthen myself inside the bag. Let me check on it. Herummaged Cyrus'' bag once again,taking out thefirst thing that he wassurprised with: a decrepit ring. Taking a closer look at the ring, he detected thatit had some scrawny writings engraved on its band, which he suspected to be letters of unknown origin. An onyx-like gemstone was fastened on its upper shank, which reminded him of Cyrus'' eyes when he used the powerful technique back at the fossil lab. It did not look enchanting at all and anyone might just take this ring as acheap jewelry. Even though it looked harmless, Archer never intended to wear this unless he was sure that it was safe to use. Since Cyrus informed him that everything inside the bag was helpful to him in his journey, then he was very sure that its use would be recorded inside the old notebook as well, just like the Ghost Pokeball. Heperused through the notebook, only to find out that some parts of the notebook was like a jungle of information, very cluttered, and its page numbers were nonexistent. There was no table of contents so he decided to create one for his future reference. He numbered every pages, writing every major and minor things he deemed important. It took him for about three hours to finished, and it drained him mentally and physically as well. The time was 4:30 PM, and hebelieved he still had time to take a nap, and cook food after resting.Archer wrote amessage in a blank paper and hanged it on the outside doorknob. I need to sleep. ________________________________________________________________ "Grimer!" "Grimer!" "Grimer! Grimer! Grimer!" "Muuuuuuuk!" Archer ran as fast as he could until he reached a deadend. The familiar stench he knew was getting stronger, and dozens of the insistent Poisonous monsters were sliding toward him, ready to devour him whole. Mangled bodies with lab suits came out from the ground, their scalp bleeding and their faces full of scratches, calling his name. The winds howled furiously, and a booming voice reverberated across the place. "Do you fear me, weakling? I''ll teach you what is fear," the voice kept on repeating the very same words, until every single creatures he saw grabbed a piece of him, mutilating him parts by parts. He wanted to die, yet he wouldn''t. It is as if someone or something protected his meager life. "NOOOOOOOOOO!" Archer bellowed,his head and back still sweating profusely, his eyes filled with tears. Was this the second time he had this nightmare? Dang it, so the pressure seems to get me now. His rumination was cut-off by the loud banging on the door, and heard someone asking loudly, "Big Bro! Big Bro, are you okay?!" The door flew open andKenneth sprinted towards him, his hands shaking. Archer could not say a word as he was out of breath, as if his chest was being squeezed. "Big bro, I''ll get you some water. Please wait," Kenneth offered as he strided outside the room. After a few minutes, true enough, he came back with a glassful of cold water. "Here, take this." Archer took the glass and drank hastily, his mind still perturbed from his nightmare.Calm yourself, calm yourself.Exhaling a deep breath, he massaged his head, waiting for his blood pressure to go down. "Thank you for the glass of water, Kenneth." "Your welcome, Big Bro. Are you feeling alright?" "Yeah, I''m fine now." Archer smiled at him reassuringly as he returned the empty glass. "I''m ashamed you''ve witnessed my scaredy-cat moment." Kenneth just grinned as he patted Archer''s head. "Don''t worry, everyone cries and gets scared, even the big guys." "Hey, hey, cheeky brat. Now who is supposed to be the Big Bro here?" "Hehehehe." Archer looked at his watch and stood up. "Come on. Let''s go downstairs and prepare our food."Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! "Okay, Big Bro." __________________________________________________________________________ The table was filled with dishes as Archer, Kenneth and Mia took seats and began eating. "Big bro...thish ish...reaaaly gwood." Kenneth grabbed a piece of chicken leg as he gobbled the fish tail on his plate. Archer giggled, seeing his face all stuffed up like a Pufferfish. "Hey, slow down, will you? They will not run." "But they will disappear fast," Mia argued. "Look at Kenneth, Big Bro, he''s like a monster." Archer shook his head, eating his fill at a slow pace. "Well...Kenneth, here take this." Kenneth scratched his head as he received the apple tied with a glossy ribbon. "What''s this?" Archer and Mia looked at each other, and together greeted, "Happy Birthday!" Kenneth just stared at both of them, and his eyes reddened. "How, how did you know?" "Well, Mia told me earlier this noon when you were busy preparing the rooms. Now you are 5 years old, and is eligible to become a Pokemon Trainer." Archer peeled an Apple as he explained. Kenneth held the Apple firmly, and answered, "I...I actually forgot that it was my birthday. Thank you." Kenneth was about to cry when Archer knocked his head lightly. "That just means you''re getting older," Archer joked. "Yeah! Grandpa Kenneth, have you forgotten to brush your teeth as well?" Mia added, giggling. "Yeah right, Grandma," Kenneth rolled his eyes, but his smile betrayed him. All of them were in a festive mood as they continued eating. ________________________________________________________________ Archer took a bath and were in his sleeping outfit when the alarm rang. He checked on his watch, nodded and set the notebook at the table, ready to study again. "It''s 7 pm. I still have five hours before napping time, so better get moving." Opening the notebook, he found what he wanted and started reading.
Artifacts Artifacts are items that are of unknown origin, oftentimesrecognized by the etched letters of the Ancient Mwara. They have wide range of effects, such as but not limited to increasing Pokessence, training, strengthening the body of its wearer, and giving random skill like teleportation. They are either in ornament or in orb form, and are activated by supplying Pokessence. As of the present, there are a total amount of 50 Artifacts recorded by the Pokemon Museum. Unearthed in ruins, they are then tested by the Pokemon Research Institute whether they are dangerous or not. According to its use, it is then classified into three categories: Offense, Defense, and Support Artifact. Offense Artifact, as the name implies, gives a skill that can directly harm their targets and their ability to attack, while Defense Artifact are those that gives their wearer a boost in their statistics. Support Artifact, on the other hand, have wide uses that generally helps its user on miscellaneous things, like training bodies. The most commonly known Artifacts are HM, or the Hidden Machines, an artifact in orb form. A Pokemon Trainer lets his Pokemon be exposed to the radiation emitted by the Hidden Machine, for about a week or two, depending on its Pokessence and compatibility. If it is then successful, the Pokemon will learn its corresponding skill, like Surf, for instance. These Hidden Machines, if we consider the categories'' description, is classified as a combination of Support-Offense. But the most interesting ones are the ornament-form Artifacts. They are artifacts that should be wear by the user to make it usable. As a general rule, at no times can someone wear more than one ornament-form, because the first one willprevent the other''s effect, which is known as Pokessence Interference. By definition, pokessence interference is a manifestation of an artifact that makes another artifact useless, as long as they are being used by the same person.
Archer tapped his fingers as he analyzed all these new information. Hmm. I can say that artifacts can be used by Pokemon and Trainers not just as an external aid but as an auxilliary effect as well. Let''s see what it says about this ring, then. Hmm...page 176...weird, it''s the only Artifact recorded here. Since Cyrus said that a friend of his wanted to give these things to me, is it possible that all these recorded notes were written specifically for my use? Hmm...well, it doesn''t matter. I''ll just take them as it is.
Ring of The Anti-Matter A ring made by Giratina, an aggressive Pokemon living in Reverse World, or otherwise known as the Distortion World. It generally enhances the compatibility of its wearer to anything related to Ghost, like affinity, Pokemon and skills.
That''s it? No further information? And Giratina...Girana...well, maybe it''s just a coincidence but I''ll take note of this. Well, I guess its time to do some tests. Archer wore it on his ring finger, and it fitted him perfectly. Admiring it, he then clenched his fist as he felt his Pokessence being absorbed by the ring until it stopped, as if satiated. Nothing happened at first. He waited for a minute until he began seeing all the blue-black mists floating in the room.Is this Ghost Pokessence? He tried touching the mist but his hand just passed through it. All of a sudden, he felt severe pain, like that of ants gnawing at his body. Twitching in pain, he swiftly took the ring off and set it on the bed, gasping. He stepped back until his back hit the wall, and noticed that the pain was gone. The mists disappeared and the room was once again, normal. What was that? Archer held his head in exhaustion. With no one to comfort him, he decided to call out Girana. ...Master... Girana flew around the room and rested on his head. Archer chuckled, seeing that Girana still liked his head as his nesting place. "Are you okay, now Girana?" ...Me...okay...Master...feel different... "Yes, I was just tired from my research,"Archer affirmed. ...Me...talks about something...inside Master...Essence like mine...now stronger...but a little... "What? You mean my Ghost Pokessence increased?" ...Yes...Master... Archer was excited, took the ring, and set the alarm to set off after an hour. He wore the ring back on his finger, and instructed. "Girana, I''ll do some experiment. All you have to do islook at my body and observe what is happening around me, inside me, whatever you can find. Then after an hour, tell me the result. Okay?" ...Me...understand... "Here goes nothing," Archer muttered. Soon enough, he was now lying in bed, his body twitching as he tried suppressing the pain, while Girana rested on the table and stared at him intently, without blinking. It went on for some time until the alarm buzzed loudly. He weakly took the ring off, his breath ragged as his sweat trickled down like rain. He rested until he could breathe normally, and started his interrogation. "What did you see, Girana?" ...Me...saw the Ghost Pokessence...lots of them...tried going inside Master... "Then?" ...Me...saw it bite you...eat your body energy...then produce more Ghost Pokessence...inside Master... "So, am I stronger now in terms of Pokessence?" ...Yes...Master...Ghost Pokessence stronger...but flesh weaker... Archer took his notebook and recorded what he had heard from Girana, and started analyzing. After a few moments of contemplation, he then wrote: Effect 1/Problem 1??-??The ring helps in increasing Ghost Pokessence at the expense of my body. It somehow eats my body energy and converts it into Ghost Pokessence. Solution 1????? - Earn more Poke to buy lots of food and eat more. Problem 2 - Pain everytime the ring is use Solution 2??????-??Train Body to tolerate pain, if possible, eliminate it ...Master...connection between us...stronger as well... "What do you mean, Girana?" Archer looked behind and ask. ...Me and Master...share attack...connection stronger...both learn the same... He stopped writing and looked around, facing Girana. "What do you mean, connection? Wait, does it mean I can learn skills that youhave?" ...Yes Master...and...me...remember something...something unlocked...inside me... "What did you remember?" ...A skill...Ghost Phase... "Do you know how to execute it?" Girana affirmed. It soared up and rushed into the wall. But instead of hurting itself, it just passed through like a Ghost, and after a few seconds, appeared out of it, and landed back on the table. ...Ghost Phase... "Does it need anything to do Ghost Phase?" ...Me...no need...body made...not real...but real as well... Archer recalled how the book described Girana: an antimatter Pokemon. He wondered if it can will his body to change from reality to anti-matter and vice versa, but did not ask. He would just wait until Girana canproperly talk inside his mind, making its speech more lucid so he could further understand. "How about me, do you think I can learn it?" ...Master...can try...but wear ring...if do it... "So, all I have to do is wear this ring as I practice it? What should I do?" ...Master...body crash the wall...hit and hit...until Master succeed...me teach Master, in mind... "But will it not destroy my body before I learn anything?" ...Master...not worry...me...cover Master...and heal body...use Ghost Pokessence... Archer smiled bitterly as he heard Girana''s solution. It''s gonna be a long night. ______________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 14 : TO SLEEP, TO EAT, TO TRAIN, TO WORK CHAPTER 15: THE FIRST BATTLE Chapter 14: To Sleep, To Eat, To Train, To Work CHAPTER 14: TO SLEEP, TO EAT, TO TRAIN, TO WORK Kenneth''s Monologue So tired. What''s with the loud banging at Big Bro''s room last night? Aaaaah, time to clean the house before Big Bro wakes up. The doorbell rang? I wonder who''s looking for us this early hour? Uuugh, I have to see who''s the visitor? ...MOM?!... _____________________________________________________ Archer woke up, still groggy, finding out his body was still in great suffering. He tried moving yet the pain jolted his body into full consciousness. Groaning, he lied motionless, blinking as he recalled what he did last night. That was pure torture. Not wanting to dawdle any longer, he mustered all his strength to stand up, and luckily, succeeded. He searched around and caught sight of his bag lying around the corner of the room. He trudged on to it, checking if everything was in good condition. The Pokeballs and the rest of his things were in place. He took a glimpse at the ring, still on his finger despite the torturous event. Girana suggested that he should wear it at all times to get used to the discomfort it caused to his body. But, it then further advised that he should prepare much food to eat so as to replenish the body energy he loses. Of which he definitely agreed. Archer noted that everything Girana recommended was effective. Even though his control over his Ghost Pokessence was still bad, but still Girana assured that his Pokessence Limit was increasing, albeit slowly.Although he felt weak right now, he knew that it was just because of hunger. But what made him happier washis triumphant activation of the Ghost Phase skill. He felt like a real ghost, passing through the wall while floating. Even though he could only initiate it for about ten secondsbefore his Ghost Pokessence was used up, but it did not prevent himfrom applauding himself. Girana was inside his Pokeball, depleted due to their intense training. He thought that he should pamper his Pokemon, considering that he was a big help to his rapid improvement. He took a bath and changed his clothes, now wearing a blue apparel. Convinced that he looked good and ready to face the world, he then moved on to the kitchen counter. Thirty minutes had passed, andeverything was prepared on the table. It was now 7:30 AM, still early but he could not afford to waste his time. He moved upstairs and went to Kenneth''s room. "Kenneth! It''s time to eat!" There was no response. "Kenneth?" Archer could still hear no answer. Anxious, he twisted the knob, surprised that the door was unlocked. He peeked inside the room, only to find out that it was empty. "Where is he?" "Kenneth!" Archer carried out a thorough search inside and outside the house, but he could still not find him. His body was in great pain and could not take it anymore as his stomach growled like a lion. "I have to eat first so that my condition will be resolved. Or else I will faint either from this agony or from being famished." Gobbling up the meal that was good for three persons, he set aside some food for Kenneth, along with his favorite fish. Archer could feel the difference, he felt he was now physically stronger, and the torturous gnawing had disappeared.I just have to avoid getting hungry to prevent that feeling of torment again.He tried to lift up the tank, but in his dismay, he still failed to do so. He posted a message on the fridge to inform Kenneth that he was going to the Pokemart to buy some supplies and inquire some things, reminding him not to wait for him as he might be delayed. "So first things, first. Let''s go look for some random job and buy some supplies." ________________________________________________________ "Hey, excuse me?" Archer approached the cheerful vendor, smiling even though he was in torment because he chose to not take the ring off at all times. "May I ask some questions?" The mature lady looked at him from head to foot, and simpered. "How can I help you?" He was perturbeddue to her scrutiny, but did not stop his inquiry. "Do you know where I can look for a job?" She furrowed her brows, seemingly thinking of something, and replied, "You can find many jobs at the Town Square. If you''re skilled enough, then you''ll easily get one." Her hands akimbo, she bit her lips and continued. "Or you could work for me, you know, as an assistant?" Archer smirked as he raised his brows. "I''ve wanted to do it, you know? But does your work requires killing? Because that''s what I''m only good at." The lady backed out a bit and clutched her chest. "No, um...well, forget it." She focused on what she was doing earlier, her back facing Archer. Laughing, Archer sauntered his way to the Town Square as he admired the scenery. He believed this place deserved to be called the Center of Cinnabar Island, for its beauty surpassed that of Pallet Town. Every building was aesthetically designed. Archer saw the place was crowded with people and small Pokemon as he entered. The edifice was filled with chatters and chitchats, which made him frown in displeasure. He wanted to be done with his business and hurried his pace toward the reception area. "Hello Miss, may I have a list of your job vacancy?" She gave him sets of brochures without replying and gestured him to walk away. Not minding her discourtesy, Archer cheerfully accepted the papers and moved on. He read the catalog as he ambled toward the Pokemart, his grin getting wider as the minute passed by. He underlined the job details he wanted, and hummed. "Ouch!"The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Archer winced as his head suddenly throbbed in agony. "Fuck this ring." _______________________________________________________________________ The Pokemart was just like a bigger version of a convenience store back on Earth. The aisle was wide enough for three people to walk together. People of different age bracket strolled along as they examined the goods that were displayed on colorful trays. At its leftmost corner, a line of people waited for their turn to buy what they needed from the Vending Machine. The receptionists were busily entertaining their customers as they gave leaflets of some sort, maybe a catalog of items that they were selling. Archer took a stub number and bided his time bystudyingthe old notebook while standing up since all of the seats were taken.
Pokemon Skills Pokemon skills are affected by the Pokessence Type present inside a Pokemon. As a general rule, Pokemon Skills are classified into five: the Innates, the Taught, the Hidden, the Combination, and the Special ones. Innates types are those skills that are learned by the Pokemon without external help. They can automatically do it as they grow up and increase their Pokessence Limit. But, in order for them to master it, they must absorb the equivalent Pokessence Type for them to properly execute the skill. For instance, a Ratattaknows the Tackle, Quick Attack and Tail Whip even if it doesn''t reach maturity because they naturally possess vast Normal Pokessence,but masters the Bite Skill as it increases the Dark Pokessence inside its body. The Taught types are skills that are either directly tutored by the Pokemon Trainer to his Pokemon or using the aid of the Technical Machine or TM, an amalgamation of Pokessence, memories, and energy of a Pokemon Trainer or Pokemon condensed in a pill. Just like the innates, compatibility of Pokessence and body structure plays a major role in determining the ableness of Pokemon to acquire such Skill. For example, Wing Attack has Flying Pokessence, and can beeasily learned by Pokemons possessing Flying Pokessence and Wings. But there are some rare cases wherein a Pokemon learning some skill even without having its equivalent Pokessence, like a Persian learning a Thunder skill. The Hidden types are skills that are gained through certain events like evolution and breeding. The Combination types are more complex and requires thorough knowledge of Pokessence Typings to execute properly. It mostly involves several Pokemon and/or Pokemon Trainers activating their respective skills simultaneously. One known skill is Mirage, a water-fire combo that deceives or affects the enemies'' perception. A Squirtle and a Charmander using water gun and ember respectively can produced such skill. An intelligent Pokemon Trainer can create massive skills on his arsenal as long as he knows and uses the Pokessence Typings to his advantage. The Special types require a certain item to initiate. The most commonly known is Z-Power.
So there are combination skills? Wow, these could be pretty fun, I''d imagine. Couldn''t wait to try one. I should - NUMBER 24. PLEASE PROCEED TO THE RECEPTION AREA. The voice-over interrupted his contemplations, prompting him to stand up as he returned the notebook back to his bag. He handed his stub over to the person in-charge and stated his concerns. "Do you havea complete listof items that you sell here?" "We do have one." Rummaging the drawer behind her, she got hold of a brochure and affixed it with their official stamp. "All of these things can be found on the display booth, but they''re just all sample products. If you wished to buy it, just input the corresponding serial number and your registry number after you''re done. Just don''t forget to return here after you buy what you need so as to join our Lottery Game. Who knows, you might just win the Price for the Day." "And the prize is supposed to be what?" "Evolution Stone. Tempting, right?" "Definitely." Archer licked his lips as he discovered the reward for winning the jackpot. He wanted to try his luck today and bought the two potions that he planned to buy tomorrow. But he soon found out that his fortune had indeed run dry, not even a number of his code had been picked. Pouting, he stomped on his way to the Agora Market and bought the meat and ingredients he needed and returned to Kenneth''s house. ______________________________________________________________________ A loud burp echoed inside the dining hall as Archer finished his brunch. Even though it was just 10 AM, he had no choice but to eat that much because his stomach was already complaining. He didn''t want to undergo such severe affliction again, knowing he was not a masochist. He cooked another set of meal for him as his pain reliever, and for Kennethbecause the food he reserved earlier forthe kid wasgetting cold. He brought the not-so-warmmeal, together with the freshly prepared dishes,along with him to his room as food reserve, in case he would turn ravenous. Time is Gold, he''d always believed that, and he would not dwell longer on things that he couldn''t solve or didn''t know in the first place. He just wished that Kenneth was okay. The cycle of physical abuse happened as series of banging sounds came from Archer''s room. The noise was unabating as time passed by, even though he struggled to gather his strength to go on. Yet he persisted as he remembered how he was bullied by those Fossil Lab employees and poisonous sludges inside the Pokemon Mansion. He swore that he would return to kick their silly asses, and teach them a thing or two about Karma. Bang, Heal, Eat. Bang, Heal, Eat. He couldn''t count how many times he had kissed the wall, not even noticing how Girana held its feet as it healed Archer via its Pokessence.But what he knew was this: both Girana and him were both improving, and their synchronization in using skills were much better compared to yesterday. What mattered to him was the result, yes, the ends justifies the means. ________________________________________________________ "Uuuuuugh!" Archer groaned as he practically crawled toward the table and took hold of the food, eating them with gusto, while Girana was munching on its share of apples. His legs were shaking as he leaned on the chair, keeping himself fromtoppling down. Now sated, the vigor that he hadexpended soon returned to him. But he ceased his activity for the night, since he had important things to do: his temporary work. He dialed the contact number that was listed in the job listing and waited for the person to answer his Xtransceiver. It rang for about a minute before someone answered the call. "Hello, this is Maria of Pokemon Research Institute - Cinnabar Branch. How may I help you?" "Hi, Miss Maria. This is Archer Sullivan. I just want to inquire about the status of my application as an Assistant." "May I know your Application Number please?" "It''s 543421. "Hold on for a few minutes as I pull out your application information sheet from the system." "No problem." Archer heard a ringtone that was playing as he waited for the other person to come back. "Thank you for waiting, Mr. Sullivan. It''s good news. You are one of the few applicants who have passed the preliminary exams. Can you make time to visit our office tomorrow?" "Yes. What time should I go?" "Around 11:00 AM." "Okay, thank you for your wonderful assistance, Miss Maria." "It is my pleasure. Is there anything else I can help you with?" "None so far, you''ve been a great help. Goodbye Miss Maria." "Goodbye." _____________________________________________________________ ...Archer...Archer... "Uuuuuhmm." ...Please wake up, Archer...Please, wake up... "Huh? Another being talking inside my mind?!" Archer looked at his watch, and noticed that it was still 3:00 AM. Grumbling, he flopped down as he said, "Whoever you are, get the fuck out of my head and let me sleep, you fucker." ...Please Archer, meet me at the clearing entrance...just...beside...the........First............Shop................................ "Fuck you." Archer answered in a tired voice. _______________________________________________________ CHAPTER 15: THE FIRST BATTLE CHAPTER 16:THE SIMULATION EXAM Chapter 15: The First Battle Someone''s Monologue ...They kidnapped someone again... ...Two of them this time? A boy and a girl, poor kids... ...Wait...that''s...this can''t go on... ...They were calling someone...who was it?... ...Archer?...Let me contact him then if he''s here... ...Can''t go on, my Telepath''s range is limited... ...Yes, thank be to Arceus...I''ve found him... ...I have to hurry... ...Archer...Please Wake up... ...Meet...me...at...the First Shop....... ...Fuck me?!... __________________________________________________ Meet the weirdo at the clearing entrance? Why should I listen to him in the first place? That sounds really...suspicious. Archer was on his way to the Police Force to report about Kenneth''s situation while thinking about the strange voice last night. He was full of doubts, especially with all the missing cases nowadays, it might just be a psychopath who wanted to lead him to a lonely place and butcher him. The low snarl of a striped, orangedog or tiger interrupted his thoughts.
Growlithe Height: 2''04" Weight: 41.9 lbs. Type:Fire
Description: APuppy Pokemon A Pokemon with a loyal nature. It will remain motionless until it is given an order by its Trainer. Ability: 1st (Intimidate) 2nd (Flash Fire) Hidden (Justified) Weakness: Water Ground Rock Strength: Grass Ice Bug Steel No Effect: None
ERROR! Evolution Arcanine (from Growlithe) Via Fire Stone
Thepuppy Pokemon kept on growling asit saw him approaching. Armed with fangs and claws, it was in a leaping stance, as if threatening him. Is this a restricted area? Maybe some big hotshots areinside their office right now? It''s description says it does not move unless the Trainer tells them to do so, fuck, I am being willfully attack by someone! Wait, why do I feel like I am weaker? Is it because of its ability? Hmm, is it intimidate? I don''t know about Justified and Flashfire, but intimidate makes sense. Archer let Girana out and stood still as it settled on his head. Still watching the aggressive Pokemon, he equipped the metal bat he found at Kenneth''s house this morning. "Girana, do you think we can defeat this Growlithe?" ...Me perhaps...Master don''t know... "Hmph. I''ll whack this whelp if it dares to attack," he snorted loudly, thumping the bat on the ground, but his shivering hands betrayed him. "Be ready to do what I told you earlierif you notice any sudden movement from it." ...Yes...master... Archer cleared his throat and shouted, "Hey Police Officers! A Growlithe''s going berserk here and wants to turn us into dog food. Stop it right now ordon''t blame us if we hurt it as we defend ourselves!" The only answer he could hear was Growlithe yapping at them, its eyes now blazing red. It tread forward, one, then two steps when a fiery ray from its mouth blasted toward Archer. Archer barely dodged the fire attack as he scuttled to the left and picked up pebbles on the ground. It seemed annoyed as itsbark got shrillier, and sprang as it bared its fangs. He almost dropped his bat at the unexpected assault, and ran away from the rampaging Pokemon while hurling the pebbles at it.It winced in pain asone of the things he threwstruck its nose. He paced toward the forest clearing as he saw the stunned Growlithe, not forgetting to pitch some stones as he dash. It roared in agony as its face and snout were hit. Shaking its head, it sprinted as fast as it could, its gleaming canine teeth bared for all to see. Archer was now resting his back on a tree trunk, his eyes quavering as he gawked on the rushing tiger. He could even detectits spittles as it hungrily pounced. When it was about 2 meters away, he mustered his strength, wore his eyeshades and hopped back while facing the predator, passing through the tree as he shouted, "Girana, Flash!"If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Girana appeared from the ground as it emitted bright lights from its body, dazzlling the frantic Growlithe.The tiger was forced to close its eyes, blindly leaping until it crashed against the tree. Tumbling down, it whimpered in pain as it sprawled on dry soil. Archer took advantage of the situation and circled around. He swang the bat as hard as he could, beating the Pokemon with an intention of immobilizing it. Growlithe screamed as red blood oozed from its mouth but Archer was not satisfied. "Girana, use Slash." ...Yes...master... Girana was about to slash against Growlithe when a spout of water rushed toward the Ghost Pokemon. It noticed the sudden attack and turned around, hitting Girana''s shell. Dripping wet, it screeched and dived into the earth, leaving the the turtle assailant bewildered. A Pidgeotto snatched the bleeding Growlithe as it went inside the Police Station Archer was about to throw a pebble when he felt someone grabbed his shoulders. "That''s enough. Don''t be excessive," the cold voice warned. "And call your Pokemon. Tell it to stop." Archer gulped as he saw the Squirtle sprinted back inside their headquarter. He didn''t even noticed someone was prowling behind him. Realizing that this person was an expert, he complied and called Girana to come out. Girana emerged just infront of him, its wings fluttering as it leered at the mysterious person. ...Master...me can feel...he very strong... "Could I turn around now?" Archer asked as he calmed his nerves. A minute had passed before the icy person replied, "Yes." Archer saw a brown-haired, strapping man glaring at him. Broad-shouldered and tall, the guy could easily snap him into two if he wished it. Sporting a sleeveless shirt and blue jeans, he was the definition of a rugged man. A military guy, perhaps? He backed out a bit as his other hand still gripping the club. "Now what?" Thebrute guy flexed his muscular arms across his chest, glowering as his brows furrowed. "You''ve been excessive." "Excessive?" Archer looked behind as he pointed with his thumb. "What about that pup? Was it not excessive?" "It just protected its territory." "What? The territory that you''re talking about is meant to be visited, remember, it''s a Police Station, for God''s sake," Archer reasoned out. "And I already shouted for someone to help me but nobody replied." "But it was already incapacitated. You didn''t have to attack it with your Pokemon," the guy retorted. "That''s why, for me, it was plain excessive." Archer gave a snort of derision. "And how did you think it would act if I was successfully caught by that Pokemon? Would you also think that it was excessive if he tore my flesh with its fangs?" The man stopped for a bit, as if considering something, and answered, "Growlee will never do that. it is a trained Pokemon." "And how will I know if your Growlee is a ''trained'' Pokemon? Who knows if it was a Pokemon gone berserk, I''d not risked my life." "Still, it was excessive for you to do that. You could have killed a public servant." "A public servant that assaults an abiding citizen like me? That''s nonsense," Archer refuted. "Wait a minute, who are you anyway? You''ve been defending my assailant like you''re his father." "Yes, I consider them all my children." He hesitated for a moment before intoducing himself, "My name''s Ehveret Lee, the Deputy Director General of the Cinnabar Police Force." Archer was getting annoyed hearing Ehveret''s static voice, which reminded him of a robot. "Well, uhm...Sir Ehveret, may we continue our arguments later?" "Why?" "I''m hungry." _______________________________________________________________________ "You can really eat...far greater than I can do." Ehverett scooped up a spoonful of sorbet and ate slowly. "Not greater than my Snorlax, at least." Archer belched, his belly bulging as if it was about to explode. "Can''t you just act surprise for once? As if a smile would kill you, Sir Ehveret." "No." "As expected." "Did anybody ever told you that you are rude?" Ehveret asked. "A lot, Sir." "i''m a Police Officer. Aren''t you afraid that I''m gonna arrest you for disrespecting one?" "Yes, I am afraid of getting in jail." Archer offered another apple to Girana, now swaying in delight. "But I''m a law-abiding citizen, Sir Ehveret. I never did anything that is worthy of punishment...or arrest for that matter. And you''re on vacation, anyway." "What if I will just make things up, you know, plant evidence against you?" Ehveret asked. "I know you won''t." Archer quickly responded. Ehveret paused for a bit before asking, "Why are you so sure of it?" "Because you''re a good guy." Both of them were silent, each minding their own business as they remained sitting. The quietude lasted for justfive minutes before it was broken by Ehveret''s icy voice. "So what did you want to tell me?" "Oh, yeah. I want to report about a missing kid." Archer pulled out a framed photo from his bag and showed it to him. "Here is his picture. The name''s Kenneth Smith." "What? The kid at the Millan Mansion?" "I don''t know if we are talking about the same mansion but it''s located at the far-end side of the town, eastward." Archer continued on his story. "You recognized him?" "Yeah, this is exactly him. What is your relationship with the kid?" "I''m just a...friend." Archer then recounted everything that happened from the time they met at the Agora Market to the day Kenneth was turned missing. "I see. I''ll make a report case about it. Could you join me at the Police Station?" "No, I can''t," Archer rejected. "I have a Job interview at 11:00 AM. It''s almost 10:30 AM, I couldn''t afford to be late." "And may I know where would it be?" "At the Pokemon Research Institute." Archer answered. "Okay. Please drop by at the Police Station after you''re done with your interview. We would like to hear your statement." Ehveret demanded as he stooped down to fix his shoes before standing. "No problem, Sir Ehveret." ________________________________________________________________________ "Am I late?" Archer panted as his face turned beet red. "Pleasetell me I''m just on time." "...Huh?!" The good-looking man beside him, maybe in his 30s, shook a split second before returning his attention to his notebook of some sort. Archer did not mind thefellow''s weird actions and bolted to the information desk. Asking if the interview for the Research Assistant had started already, the receptionist fortunately said no and readily gave him directions as to where the test would take place. "Ah, thank God I''m here." Archer wasted his time by reviewing his notes until he saw a man with an easy gait of a noble. "Hello everyone. Welcome to the Pokemon Research Institute. Congratulations for being chosen as one of the candidates to be an Assistant of the Skill Department. I am Mr. Frank Furtido, the Chief Head, and today, I will be your proctor, and there''s a five panel judges appraising you. Whatwe are looking for is a person who has a ''brilliant mind'' and a ''wild imagination''. Regardless of what you look or where you''re from, you will be hired as long as you exhibit those qualities that I have told you earlier. There will be two sets of exams: the Simulation and the Battle Royale. Simulation Exams are used to evaluate your ''wild imagination'' in creating combination skills. As the name implies, it involves a lot of simulations creating new sets of power that involves different sets of Pokemon, of course, in Virtual Reality. You will be given your own team, and it is up to you to model a skill that you think can impress us. Remember,you will be assessed based on the following criteria: Power (25%), Appeal (25%), Innovation (25%), and Usefulness (25%). Battle Royale, on the other hand, are strategy-based teststhat involves you and your actual Pokemon, and how you coordinate with the other Pokemon. In short, every examinees will be taking the exam simultaneously. Do not worry, yourPokemon might get hurt but its life will not be in danger. I don''t care who among you would be your leader but you need all the cooperation you can get, because you will be fighting against apowerful team. Winning does not mean everything. What is more important for us is how you ''do'' the exam. We''ll be giving you 30 minutes to study your refresher. Good luck." _____________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 16: THE SIMULATION EXAM CHAPTER 17: RECIPE FOR DISASTER (1) Chapter 16: The Simulation Exam CHAPTER 16: THE SIMULATION EXAM Ehveret''s Monologue Director was right, I needed the vacation... I never felt...happy since Shelley had died five years ago. It''s time to return to work... What''s that sound? Huh, why is Growlee attacking that boy? Tsk, tsk. Are they doing something inside the office again? They commanded the poor pup to attack anyone? They''ll really get it from me after I save the kid. Clearly a beginner. But what''s that Pokemon? He just passed through that tree like a ghost? Shit, it used Flash. Interesting kid...the fight was brief but decisive. The only thing I didn''t like was his cruelty. Annoying brat...such a poisonous tongue... And he''s hungry? Wow, where did all the food go? Another missing? And this time from a son of suspicious individuals. Well, time to do my first job. _____________________________________________________________________________ "Winning does not mean everything. What is more important for us is how you ''do'' the exam. We''ll be giving you 30 minutes to study your refresher. Good luck." Archer never expected that the random job he chose could be so troublesome. His confidence sank after hearing Mr. Furtido. He stooped down to massage his legs because it felt stiff after the earlier fight and all that running just to arrive on time. Nevertheless, getting overanxiouswas not his style. All he had to do was to rely on his brain, maybe Girana on the 2nd exam, and get this over with. If he couldn''t make it, then it meant that the job was not for him.You''ve gotta do what you''ve gotta do. He was about to go to the cafeteria to buy some food when a laidback guy raised his hand, as if calling the attention of Mr. Furtido. "Yes, Mr. Joel Humphrey?" Frank asked. "Sir, I''m just curious about the combination skills. Five years ago, combination skills were nonexistent, and the strongest power that one could have in unleashing the full potential of a Pokemon and a Trainer is through the help of the mysterious Z-Power, which combines the wishes of Pokemon and Trainers to unleash the full strength of both." Joel explained, seemingly satisfied with what he said, and continued on his speech. "My question is this: Is the combination Skill and Z-Power related to one another, or is it the result of the previous Planka Invasion?" Frank stared at them, scanning all the silent people, and took a deep breath. "Before I can answer you that, let me tell you a story about how Z-Power came to be. The origins of Z-Power are largely shrouded in mystery. However, information by Professor Kukuiindicates that Z-Power may be related to the energy produced by Ultra Wormholes. It was detailed in the biography of Wicke, speculating that Lusamine''s losing consciousness after fusing with Nihilegoin Ultra Spacemay have been due to the Z-Power surrounding her. Alolan legends found in the Malie Library also indicate that Solgaleo or Lunalagifted the Tapunium Z to the guardian deitiesafter fighting against them.Back in Alola, the Ultra Recon Squadreveal that the Z-Power that surrounds the user and their Pok¨¦mon when using a Z-Move as well as the aura surrounding Totem Pokemonare a result of Necrozma''s light shining down on Alola long ago. But something happened after the Z-Power had been used by Trainers. It was five years ago when a rift opened somewhere in Alola, and they suspected that the culprit behind it was the Ultra Wormoles. I can''t name the exact place, but it is the area where the first alien invaders appeared, the one known as Plankas. They began to devour people and Pokemon, and brought great devastation to the land. But something happened as one of the Trainers who fought in that war somehow linked his Pokemon Attacks, thereby producing the first ever combination skill. He was shocked and excited, and tried many things, thereby making more advanced area attacks that helped them won. It was a Pyrrhic Victory. Many great heroes were lost, even my closest friend, the Pokemon Professor of Hoenn, Professor Birch, got...consumed, and his daughter, May Birch, is missing, together with the first combination skill user. Until now, they weren''t found, and not a single clue could tell of his whereabouts." "May we know who is the discoverer of the combination skills?" Archer interrogated. "Ash Ketchum." Frank answered glumly. Archer heard everyone gasped. And he perfectly understood why they were surprised because they didn''t know that the hero the Trainerslooked up to was currently missing. "So yes, combination skills appeared the same time as the Plankas. We don''t know if they are related with each other, but all I can say is this: the reason why we are looking for assistants is because we want to know more about the combination skills, and maybe used them to totally extinguish the Plankas," Frank explained, his eyes gleaming. "So, everyone, please do your best and join us in this worthy endeavor." Everyone clapped their hands as they cheered for the scientist. The morale was high in the area, and everyone rightfully dispersed to do the things they thought could help them. Everyone except Archer, because his hunger was striking back at the worst time. Luckily, there were lots of food sold just outside the auditorium. There were meat and vegetables, and pills that could heal negative status. He counted his Poke and bought tenegg sandwiches, three liquid milk, and five meatballs. Everyone was giving him a strange look but he didn''t mind.He was starving, and their opinions of him couldn''t satisfy his hunger. NOM! NOM! NOM! Archer gobbled them all, sparing not even a single thing. Now satiated, he was in his best element to study again.
Pokessence Chart: Strengths and Weaknesses Every Pokemon Trainer must know the advantages and disadvantages of using a certain Pokemon type in a battle. It could spell a difference of victory or defeat. Pokessence affects the constitution of a Pokemon. As a general rule, a Pokemon having 25% of a particular Pokessence Type exhibits the same body properties like that of its Pokessence. A Pokemon has its own strengths and weaknesses when fighting against other types of Pokemon. It all boils down to their Pokessence Nature. As stated earlier, A Pokemon that has 25% Normal Pokessence has Normal-type body properties, thus hurting them more if they encounter a Pokemon that they are weak with, which is the Fighting Type. Sometimes a Pokessence just absorbs other Pokessence, thus, making it null. For instance, a Ground Pokessence absorbs Electric skills, making it null, but a Ground skill is very hazardous against Electric Pokessence, thereby damaging it more. While a Flying pokessence absorbs Ground Skill, making the skill useless, but is very susceptible against Electric Skill. There is also what we call Double Weakness and Double Damage. Double weakness are those that have Dominating Pokessences that are weak to the same Skill Type.A Fire skill can easily destroy a Paras, a Bug-Grass Dual Type Pokemon. Double strength are those that have Dominating Pokessences, which are resistant to the same Skill Type. A Fire skill can hardly damage an Omanyte or a Kabuto, both having a Rock-Water Dual Type Pokessences.
Pokessence Type Strong Against Weak Against Enemy Attacks that Does Double Damage
Normal - Steel, Rock, Ghost (null) Fighting
Fire Grass, Ice, Bug, Steel Fire, Water, Rock, Dragon Water, Ground, Rock
Water Fire, Ground, Rock? Water, Grass, Dragon Electric, Grass
Electric Water, Flying Electric, Grass, Dragon, Ground (null) Ground
Grass Water, Ground, Rock Fire, Grass, Poison, Flying, Bug, Dragon, Steel Fire, Ice, Poison, Flying, Bug
Ice Grass, Ground, Fly, Dragon Fire, Water, Ice, Steel Fire, Fighting, Rock, Steel
Fighting Normal, Ice, Rock, Dark, Steel?? Poison, Flying, Psychich, Bug, Fairy, Ghost (Null) Flying, Psychic, Fairy
Poison Grass, Fairy?? Poison, Ground, Rock, Ghost, Steel (Null) Ground, Psychic
Ground Fire, Electric, Poison, Rock, Steel Grass, Bug, Flying (Null) Electric, Ice, Rock
Flying Grass, Fighting, Bug Electric, Rock, Steel Electric, Ice, Rock
Psychic Fighting, Poison Psychic, Steel, Dark (Null) Bug, Ghost, Dark
Bug Grass, Psychic, Dark Fire, Fighting, Poison, Flying, Ghost, Steel, Fairy Fire, Flying, Rock
Rock Fire, Ice, Fly, Bug Fighting, Ground, Steel Water, Grass, Fighting, Ground, Steel
Ghost Psychic, Ghost Dark, Normal (Null) Ghost, Dark
Dragon Dragon Steel, Fairy (Null) Ice, Dragon, Fairy
Dark Psychic, Ghost Fighting, Dark, Fairy Fighting, Bug, Fairy
Steel Ice, Rock, Fairy Fire, Water, Electric, Steel Fire, Fighting, Ground
Fairy Fighting, Dragon, Dark Fire, Poison, Steel Poison, Steel
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I guess I have to memorize it. This will be useful especially when I participate in a Pokemon battle. Archer sighed in exasperation as he heard the jabbers and chats of the people. All the examinees were busy reviewing their refreshers as they waited for the test to start. Talking with their respective Pokemon, it seemed like they were planning some sort of strategy, perhaps with an intention of passing the exam with flying colors.Trilling music filled the entire room, setting the mood in suspense. It lasted for 30 minutes before a robotic voice reverberated across the entire area. EVERYONE, PLEASE BE READY. THE SIMULATION TEST WILL BEGIN SHORTLY. ALL THE EXAMINEES ARE RECOMMENDED TO GO TO THEIR ASSIGNED ROOMS AND WAIT FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. THANK YOU. It repeated the messsage for about three times before the warbling music played again. Archer gave the form a once-over, and saw his room number. Following the directions posted on the wall, hefound the room he was supposed to be in. He went in, not knowing what to expect. The place was furnished with floral decorations and paintings. A table and two chairs were set at the center. The floorings and ceiling were tiled with matching patterns. He could still smell the nauseating smell of paint from the walls. It was not wide, just enough for two to live in. Archer sat down and reviewed his notes while patiently waiting for the person in-charge.
Combination Skills They are skills that require a Trainer to think outside the box. There are three factors that one must consider in order to successfully create a combination skill. They are the Initiating Pokemon, Linking Pokemon, and the Containing Pokemon.
Archer stopped studying as he saw the door opened, and a lady in white garb entered while holding several folders on her hands. "Hello, Mr. Archer Sullivan," she greeted enthusiastically. "My name''s Dolores." "Hi, Dolores." "Please follow me. It is your turn next." "Then please lead the way," Archer cooly replied. They walked along a narrow hallway as footfalls echoed across. After five minutes, they arrived at a room with see-through laminated glass andelectronic door. "Please open the door. Mr. Archer Sullivan is here," Dolores spoke over the mic. The door made a buzzing sound and the hatch was unlocked. Archer whistled as he gaped at the modern facility inside. LCD screens of different sizes were positioned at the walls. A supercomputer of some sort, like what the scientistsused back on Earth, was situated at the center of the circular room. "Mr. Archer Sullivan, I presume." A voice behind him asked. Turning around, he saw Mr. Frank Furtido came in, accompanied by five male personnel in lab suits. "Yes, Mr. Furtido." "Before we start, let me just remind you thatevery single thing you do inside the Virtual Reality arerecorded in our System. We can see you real-time and judge everything in accordance with our agreed criteria. You will not be in danger, so feel free to create skills you think are devastating enough to amaze us. Remember, the more complex it is, the higher your scores will be. Although simple skills are rated high as well, depending on its application. So are you ready?" "Yes, Mr. Furtido." Frank smiled at him. "Then please take a sit just beside the Simulation System and attach this contraption on your head. And don''t forget to relax." Archer nodded and went to the rotating chair. He probed his fingers along the helmet and gave a deep breath. "Such an exquisite device." Lifting the contraption, he then equipped it on his head and his vision went dark. _______________________________________________________ It was pitch-black all around. Archer was too antsy because of the unnerving silence. He tried talking but no sound came out of his throat. Floating like an astronaut, he felt as if he was walking on moon''s surface. A speck of light appeared. It became bigger, swirling around a certain mass, like a planet. Suddenly the darkness was overwhelmed, and what replaced it was blinding light. Then the light subsided, until he could clearly see that he was at a coliseum. He saw a giant digitaldisplay infront, hovering as it flickered nonstop, until a face he recognized appeared on the screen. "How are you, Mr. Sullivan?" "I''m fine, Mr. Furtido. It was a bit stomach-churning but I can handle it." "That''s good to hear. Anyway, you are now inside the Skill Simulation Room. There are two things that you have to do in order for us to see your ''wild imagination''." "What is it, Mr. Furtido." "First is the Random Type. You will be given a set of Pokemon and all you have to do is create a combination skill out of it. Remember, the Simulation System is the one who generates your team, so everything is based on luck. What is possiblehere may not be doable outside, so please consider it as a theoretical examination. Any questions before I proceed to the next part?" "Yes, Mr. Furtido. Do we have some sort of Pokedex here so that I can easily see their stats and description?" "Of course, not. You are applying to be a Pokemon Research Assistant, we expect you to know many Pokemon." "Ah, that''s...reasonable, I guess. How about the target? Where would we blast the skill?" "Don''t worry. A Pokemon, maybe three...strong enough to handle any kind of damage will appear infront of you." "Very nice. No more questions, Mr. Furtido." "Then let us proceed to the Second part, which is called the Fix Type. You will be asked to picksix Pokemon, of any type, to be included in your team. Each Pokemon will only have two skills that they can learn; no restrictions on what kind of Skills, any will do. Then the rest would be the same with the Random Type. Is it clear?" "Yes, Mr. Furtido." "Okay. Let''s proceed to the Random Type. As your visual guide, I''d like to give you a sample of three Pokemon with its corresponding skills to attack with combination skill."
List of Attacks Description
Mareep + Diglett +Pidgey Initiating Pokemon = Mareep (Thundershock) Linking Pokemon = Diglett (Sand-Attack) Containing Pokemon = Pidgey (Peck) Paralyzing Peck Flying, Electric (Rank B)
Initiating Pokemon? Mareep Attacks Diglett w/ Thundershock
Linking Pokemon Diglett Immediately Attacks Pidgey w/Sand-Attack
Containing Pokemon Pidgey waits for half a minute, then use Peck
"This would help you as a clue. Now here are the 7 Pokemons. You may start now. The test will last for an hour inside this simulation."
Pokemon?? First Type (Att) Second type First (Supp) Second (Supp)
Deino (Dark, Dragon) Crunch Dragon Breath
Rowlet (Grass, Flying) Razor Leaf Peck Synthesis
Beldum(Steel, Psychic) Iron Head Zen Headbutt Iron Defense
Helioptile (Electric, Normal) Thundershock Pound Charge
Dwebble (Bug, Rock) Fury Cutter Rock Blast Rock Polish
Ghastly (Ghost, Poison) Shadow Ball? Confuse Ray
Croagunk (Poison, Fighting) Venoshock Revenge
"Mr. Furtido, could I ask you some things?" "Yes, you can, Mr. Sullivan?" "Could I have some notepad of some sort so I can record my findings? I want to use this to experiment to find out more about the combination skill." Frank genuinely smiled and nodded. "Good luck." Fuck. I don''t know any of these Pokemons. And these attacks, what the hell are they? Well, the names of attacks generally tells us what kind of skill it is. The next two columns are damaging types and the last two are the Status changing kinds. If I''ll consider Deino which is a Dragon-Dark Dual type Pokemon, the second column is Dragon Attack, the third is Dark Attack, fourth is Dragon Support, and the last is Dark Support. Beldumand Ghastly and make a Confusing Head? Dang, that sounds...confusing. Like hell would I get this. Fuckers, I''ll just try my best. _________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 17: RECIPE FOR DISASTER (1) Chapter 17: Recipe for Disaster (1) Professor Furtido''s Monologue I need to find that skill that could defeat...those abomination. It''s still a failure. But I can still manage. It has been five years. Slow and steady. Today''s the day, huh? Will anyone be creative enough to pass my expectation? Hmmm, promising batch. Let''s hope that they exceed what they have just written in their form. _________________________________________________________________ Archer was excited. He reminded him of his laboratory experiments in his basement: lots of mixing stuffs. Something inside him was triggered, which he thought was buried due to his predicament. He grinned as he rubbed his hands together.My first step in the name of science, let''s do this.He examined the data table.
Pokemon?? First Type (Att) Second type First (Supp) Second (Supp)
Deino (Dark, Dragon) Crunch Dragon Breath
Rowlet (Grass, Flying) Razor Leaf Peck Synthesis
Beldum(Steel, Psychic) Iron Head Zen Headbutt Iron Defense
Helioptile (Electric, Normal) Thundershock Pound Charge
Dwebble (Bug, Rock) Fury Cutter Rock Blast Rock Polish
Ghastly (Ghost, Poison) Shadow Ball? Confuse Ray
Croagunk (Poison, Fighting) Venoshock Revenge
Archer had a once-overthe sample he saw earlier and typed the first things he found puzzling:
Problem 1:??Does the Pokessence Typing affects the process of creating Combination Skill? Hypothesis 1:??Yes, the Pokessence typings do affect the process of Creating combination Skills. Problem 2:??If yes, how does the Pokessence Typing affects the process? Hypothesis 2:??By their strengths and weaknesses. Problem 3:??In case of Dual typing, does the pairing matters (First type (1st) to Second Type (2nd), Second Type (1st) to First type (2nd), First Type (1st) to First Type (2nd), Second Type (1st) to Second Type (2nd) Hypothesis 3:??Yes, it does.
Hereviewed his notes andgrinned in selfsatisfaction. But he wondered if using the combination skill would hurt his Pokemon in the process. First things first, break the complex into simpler things. Let''s make a pairing test. First, on Pokemon that deals normal damage to each other. A Dark Skill against a Grass-Flying Pokemon.
Deino, Rowlet
Crunch (Dark), Razor Leaf (Grass)
Result: Failure
Let''s try using the same Pokemon, but this time the Grass skill targeting a Dark-Dragon Pokemon.
Rowlet, Deino
Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Failure
I need to try one more runs before I can say that my assumption is correct. This time I''ll use Deino''s Dragon-Type skill against Rowlet. AndRowlet''s Flying Skill against Deino.
Deino, Rowlet
Dragon Breath (Dragon-Attack). Peck (Flying-Attack)
Result: Failure
Rowlet, Deino
Peck (Flying-Attack), Dragon Breath (Dragon-Attack)
Result: Failure
Now, I get it. In connection with the things I''ve read about Pokessence Typing and Combination Skills, then I can safely say that normal damages breaks the link, in short, a failure. Let''s try another pairing, this time a Pokemon that has weaknesses or strengths over a certain Pokemon.
Beldum, Helioptile
Iron Head (Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack)
Result: Success - Minor Tesla (Rank F) - Electric (Attack)
Helioptile, Beldum
Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Iron Head (Steel-Attack)
Result: Failure
There must be something in this that made the first one a success and the second one a failure. Aha! Their difference lies in its effectiveness: Electric-type skill does double damage against Steel Pokemon, while Steel-type moves are weak against an Electric Pokemon. I can assume that only Skills weak to a Pokemon could be used, and not the other way around. Hmm, seems like an Attack-Attack pairing works fine. How about Support-Attack and Attack-Support?
Helioptile, Rowlet
Thundershock (Electric), Synthesis (Grass-Support)
Result: Success - Minor Synthetic Shock (Rank F) - Grass (Support)
Helioptile, Rowlet
Charge (Electric), Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack)
Result: Failure
So, I guess it is true that the starting skill should be attack-type and not support-type. But the skill the last Pokemon used can either be Attack or Support. What about null damages?
Helioptile, Ghastly
Pound (Normal-Attack), Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack)
Result: Success - Minor Shadow Pounce (Rank E) - Ghost/Normal (Attack)
What?! The rank increase by 2 levels? And the attack became dual in nature? I''ll have to take note of this. This seemed like a clue in increasing the ranks of Combination Skills. Too bad there''s no Support Skill to pair with. Hmm, same with my first successful attempt, the only difference is it increased i rank when a skill that does no damage to a Pokemon is activated. Okay, we''re done with the basic pairing. I''d just call it 2-Pokemon set for my future reference. Back to the hypotheses, I think I now have a rough idea of how Combination Skills works theoretically.
Problem 1:??Does the Pokessence Typing affects the process of creating Combination Skill? Hypothesis 1:??The Pokessence typings do affect the process of Creating combination Skills. Conclusion 1:??Yes, the Pokessence affects the whole process. Those that do normal damages to each other leads to a failure. Problem 2:??If yes, how does the Pokessence Typing affects the process? Hypothesis 2:??By their strengths and weaknesses. Conclusion 2:??Strengths and weaknesses affects the process. The first Pokemon must use an attack-type skill (Support Skill leads to a failure) to the 2nd Pokemon that has resistance against the skill (e.g. Beldum, Helioptile: Iron Head (Steel) to Helioptile (Electric resists Steel) or does no damages (e.g. Helioptile, Ghastly: Pound (Normal) to Ghastly (Ghost is not affected by Normal Attacks) to initiate the process. The 2nd Pokemon absorbs the Pokessence from the skill of the 1st Pokemon, and mustactivate a skill immediately to finish, either an attack-type (e.g. Beldum, Helioptile - Minor Tesla) or support-type (e.g. Helioptile, Rowlet - Minor Synthetic Shock). Problem 3:??In case of Dual typing, does the pairing matters (First type (1st) to Second Type (2nd), Second Type (1st) to First type (2nd), First Type (1st) to First Type (2nd), Second Type (1st) to Second Type (2nd) Hypothesis 3:??The pairing matters. Conclusion 3:??In case of dual-typing, the dominating Pokessence does affect the process, Needs further investigation to solidify this claim.
Now a new problem has arised, the thing about skill Ranks and Typing result, and how the null damage increased its rank by 2 levels.
This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. Problem 4:??How does Pokessence affects the resulting skill''s Rank and Type? Hypothesis 4:??By basing it on their resistances.
Okay, let''s proceed to 3-Pokemon Set using these conclusions I''ve formulated.
Beldum, Helioptile, Deino
Iron Head (Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Failure
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet
Iron Head (Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack)
Result: Success - Great Minor Blade Leaf (Rank E) - Grass (Attack)
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet
Iron Head (Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Synthesis (Grass-Support)
Result: Success - Great MinorIron Synthesis (Rank E) - Grass (Support)
In case of a 3-Pokemon set, it follows the same rule with the 2-Pokemon set. In case of a Beldum-Helioptile-Rowlet combination, Iron Head is weak to Electric Pokemon, then Thundershock is poor against Grass Pokemon, thereby successfully making a Support using Synthesis or an Attack-type using Razorleaf. I can''t say if this is a thing. I should do a four-pairing before I can assume that. Let''s try another 3-Pokemon set.
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet
Iron Head (Steel-Attack), Charge (Electric-Support) , Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack)
Result: Failure
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet
Iron Head (Steel-Support), Charge (Electric-Support), Synthesis (Grass-Support)
Result: Failure
This further verifies my claim.It really follows the 2-Pokemon Set rule. What about the Null Types?
Helioptile, Ghastly, Deino
Pound (Normal-Attack), Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Shadow Crunch (Rank D) - Dark/Normal (Attack)
Now the nature becomes a dual typing if it involves a null type? I think only the Containing Pokemon determines the nature of the Skill, while the Linking Pokemon does not. An Initiating Pokemon does as long as it makes a move that does no damage to its target Pokemon. Let''s do some more runs.
Ghastly, Deino
Shadowball (Ghost-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Minor Shadow Crunch (Rank F) - Dark (Attack)
Beldum, Deino
Zen Headbutt (Psychic-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Minor Zen Crunch (Rank E) - Dark/Psychic (Attack)
Croagunk, Ghastly, Deino
Revenge (Fighting-Attack), Shadowball (Ghost-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Vengeful Crunch (Rank D) - Dark/Fighting (Attack)
Croagunk, Ghastly, Helioptile
Revenge (Fighting-Attack), Shadowball (Ghost-Attack), Pound (Normal-Attack)
Result: Success - Vengeful Shadow Pounce (Rank C) - Normal/Fighting (Attack)
Ghastly, Helioptile, Dwebble
Shadowball (Ghost-Attack), Pound (Normal-Attack), Rock Blast (Rock-Attack)
Result: Success - Shadow Rock Blast (Rank D) - Rock/Ghost (Attack)?
BINGO! Archer did several trials involving 4-Pokemon and 5-Pokemon Set and arrived to the same conclusion. After reviewing the data, he summarized his findings into this:
A Combination Skill is a skill that is formed from a series of chained skill activations.Combination Skill Process is the transferring of Pokessences from a Pokemon to the other Pokemon, thereby creating new skills. It comprises of an Initiating Pokemon, one or more Linking Pokemon and a Containing Pokemon. By definition,Initiating Pokemon is the first Pokemon to use a skill to start the creation of skill. At all time should the skill type be Attack and NOT Support type, or else it would not initiate the Combination Skill Process. Remember that the skill the Initiating Pokemon uses should be weak or does no damage to the first Linking Pokemon (3-Pokemon Set or higher) or the Containing Pokemon (2-Pokemon Set). It only affects the nature of the new skill if theattack it uses DOES NO DAMAGE(null) to the target Pokemon. TheContaining Pokemonis the last Pokemon of the Combination Skill Process. Itis the one toactually cast the new skill by waiting for a minute (tentative time/not sure in reality) after receiving the attack from the Initiating Pokemon (2-Pair) or the last Linking Pokemon (3-Pairs or More). Again, it must be noted that the Containing Pokemon must be resistant to or is not affected (null) by the skill the Initiating Pokemon or the last Linking Pokemon attacks it with. The skill the Containing Pokemonexecutes CAN EITHERbe Attack or Support, and whatever the nature of theskillitexecutes is the Nature of the Combination Skill. Linking Pokemonare Pokemon that stabilize the transferred Pokessence from either the Initiating Pokemon or the preceding Linking Pokemon. Just like the Containing Pokemon, it must be resistant to or is not affected by the attack of the Initiating Pokemonor preceding Linking Pokemon. Linking Pokemon alwaysIMMEDIATELY use a Skill (must be attack-type, not support) upon receiving the skill either from the Initiating Pokemon or the preceding Linking Pokemon. It does not affect the nature of the newly created skill, unless it is a 2-Pokemen Set wherein the Linking Pokemonis also the Containing Pokemon. In order for the Combination Skill Process to be successful, this formula must be taken into consideration regardless of the number of chains: IP (Attack) ---> LPn (Attack) ---> ---> CP (Attack/Support) = New Skill wherein: IP = Initiating Pokemon LPn = number of Linking Pokemon CP = Containing Pokemon
Helioptile, Ghastly, Deino
Pound (Normal-Attack), Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Shadow Crunch (Rank D) - Dark/Normal (Attack)
Helioptile is the Initiating Pokemon, Ghastly is the Linking Pokemon and Deino is the Containing Pokemon. Helioptile has three attacks listed: Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Pound (Normal-Attack) and Charge (Electric - Support). By definition, Charge is out because Support can only be used by a Containing Pokemoninvolved in a Combination Skill Process,while Thundershock leads to a failure as well because Electric does normal damage to Ghost and Normal Pokemon. This only leaves for Pound to properly start the link with a Ghastly becauseNormaldoes no damage againstGhost Pokemon. Since it is a null damage, it gives an additional boost to its total skill rank if the Combination Skill Process is successful (Rank F to E). Ghastly, being the Linking Pokemon, absorbs the Normal Pokessence from the Pound Skill of Helioptile, then immediately transfer it by attackingDeinowith a skill that is weak against a Dragon or Dark typing. It could only use the Shadowball (Ghost-Attack) since the Confuse Ray, being a support-type, leads to a failure, and Dark Pokemon are resistant against Ghost-typing, hence making the transfer successful. Deino, being the Containing Pokemon, waits for half a minute (theoretically), then executes Crunch (Dark-Type) to create Shadow Crunch, a Dark/Normal Rank D Attack. Note: Must verify it in the next test, the Battle Royale, which will be taken in the real world, not in virtual reality. Hope that other examinees cooperate.
He was about to continue his experiments when the alarm went off, indicating that he had to face the Pokemon the Simulation System assigned to face him. Earnest in expectation, he saw three very large Pokemon that could potentiallyobliterate him with just a single whip oftheir tails. The first Pokemon was a large, green, serpentine creature. It had red-tipped, rudder-like wings on its shoulders and down its body, and similarly patterned fins on the tip of its tail. Yellow ring-like symbols run across the length ofits body and it had an additional yellow ring on top of its head.It had two limbs with three-clawed hands, and two long, flat, horn-like structures on its head, with two shorter horns along its jawline. Its small, yellow eyes with black pupils, prominent pink gums, and two discernible fangs in its upper jaw made it more threatening. The second onewas ahuge Pok¨¦mon as well, resembling a skeletal, legless bat. It had a short snout, dark pink eyes with white centres, and a deep blue area on its upper head that showed a constantly changing starscape. A rigid, raised hood wraps around its head in a crescent shape and draped around its neck as well. The outside of the hood was yellow, while the inner part that curved aroundits head was a pattern of deep blue and white streaks. Its torso resembles a ribcage with a slightly curved spike on each shoulder and three spikes extending from the bottom toward its tail. Its massive wings resembled a bat''s wings with the skeleton exposed. The skin ofits wings was an iridescent deep blue, and a light-blue light source appears to glow from behind its ribcage. A large, pale yellow crescent connected the outermost tip of each wing to the next two inner tips, and the remaining two innermost tips are adorned by yellow, four-pointed stars. The bottom ofits tail was also lined by a yellow crescent, with a ridge running up the middle of the tail towards the ribcage. The last one wass a blue and black, quadrupedal, stag-like cervine Pok¨¦mon with an eight-horned set of antlers extending out from its head, four on each side.Itshead wass blue with two horns on either side of its head, and the root of its horns mark its face, just below the eye and over the nose. Its eyes are the same color as its fur, and its pupils are X-shaped. The blue portion of its body ends at the chest area where the "fur" juts outward to the side, similar to the blue horns on its face. On its breast was an inverted V-shape that was also pale gold in Active Mode and pale blue in Neutral Mode. The inside of the V-shape is black and extends into its lower body. The rest of its body was black with a blue stripe running along its spine. It had a slim, fluffy black tail where the blue stripe ends. Its legs were fashioned like blades with forward-pointing "hooks" at the tips, creating a cross shape, with the main "edges" trimmed with the same color as the horns What kind of Pokemon are these? Could I still find something that could eventually hurt these Pokemon? That''s why Professor Furtido found it funny after I asked him about the possibility of one-hitting the target. Archer was grumbling in despair after seeng the behemoths, and did not know how to proceed until it notice the only detail about the Pokemon, as revealed by the Simulation System.
RAYQUAZA - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing: DRAGON/FLYING
LUNALA - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:PSYCHIC/GHOST
XERNEAS- LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:FAIRY
Shit! This looks...bonkers! ____________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 18: RECIPE FOR DISASTER (2) Chapter 18: Recipe for Disaster (2) CHAPTER 18: RECIPE FOR DISASTER (2) Professor Furtido''s Monologue Interesting... His way of research is very methodical and organized. Even though his Pokemon choice are not the best, yet his explanations were on-point... Hmm...he is choosing Lunala?! Now, that''s...unexpected. Just like Albert... He reminds me of someone...someone who have that weird Pokemon...Zapido, that Thunder-bird... Yeah, David''s the name. The one who had that controversial result. Yeah...that''s it...something that reminds me of the Plankas... Where did he register again? Kanto? At the Pallet Town? Better ask Mr. Ketchum about this. _______________________________________________________________ Archer was dumbfounded as he saw the Legendariesmoving around, their eyes gazing at him as they emitted an aura that made him nervous and stiff. He never imagined that even in these type of simulations he could still feel some threat from them, as if they were ready to tear him from limb to limb.He kept onreminding himself that it was all just fake, but his body would not listen. So what should I do? Fighting against one of these three Legendaries would leave me no chance to retaliate. What are the rules in this test? Should I just attack them altogether with the best skill I can make? Wait, what is this blinking mail icon on my notepad? Archer resolved himself to find out everything he could so as to produce something that was worthy of his intelligence. Pressing the''Mail'' icon, he found out that it was an email prompt from the Simulation System, which stated the rules of the last part of the random exam, entitled ''The Two Recipes for Disaster''.
SYSTEM PROMPT: The Two Recipes for Disaster
You have two attempts in hurting any of these Pokemon.Attack them usingyourstrongest combination skills you created within the span of an hour. The simulated Pokemon you own do the Combining Skill Process as you instruct them to effectively launch the move, either attack or support. Remember, you can only use the Combination Skill once. And, the Pokessence of your Pokemon is limited, so choose wisely and utilize the Pokessences effectively. After using a skill on your first target, you may execute another one on the same Pokemon, or you may proceed to the next. The damage score will then be calculated by the total HP you have chunked off it. Try defeating them in one shot, if you can, LOL. Good luck.
Only two attempts? And wait, did the System just made fun of me? Hmm...I''ve been suspecting that Combination skills do hurt Pokemon and cost Pokessences to activate, so I am only limited to do several skills before their Pokessences will be used up. Let''s recall everything that I''ve learned, and know about the weaknesses of these powerful Pokemon. And try looking at the dumb list so I can just think of the different possibilities of hurting them using Combination Skills, and possibly have some Pokessences left to do a bang at the end.
Pokemon?? First Type (Att) Second type First (Supp) Second (Supp)
Deino (Dark, Dragon) Crunch Dragon Breath
Rowlet (Grass, Flying) Razor Leaf Peck Synthesis
Beldum(Steel, Psychic) Iron Head Zen Headbutt Iron Defense
Helioptile (Electric, Normal) Thundershock Pound Charge
Dwebble (Bug, Rock) Fury Cutter Rock Blast Rock Polish
Gastly (Ghost, Poison) Shadow Ball? Confuse Ray
Croagunk (Poison, Fighting) Venoshock Revenge
RAYQUAZA - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing: DRAGON/FLYING
Would you accept?
This serpent-like Pokemon has a Dragon/Flying Typing. If we consider only the skills that are available on the list, then the weaknesses it have are Dragon (Deino), Electric (Helioptile), and Rock (Dwebble).
LUNALA - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:PSYCHIC/GHOST
Would you accept?
How about this bat-like creature? What''s interesting is that its Typing has Double Weakness to Ghost (Gastly) and Dark (Deino).
XERNEAS- LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:FAIRY
Would you accept?
Fairy?! This is one of those typings that are not included as one of the Pokemon choices. As I remember, it isvery fragile when receiving Poison (Croagunk) and Steel (Beldum) Attacks. So which should I select? Archer ruminated on these things while calculating several Pokemon combinations to employ when his notepad flickered intermittently. Curious, he pressed the icon and the second notice appeared.
SYSTEM PROMPT
An ETHER to replenish Pokessence. Can be life-saving. Use wisely.
Stolen novel; please report. Can the system read my mind? Well, whatever it is, this solves one of these limiting minor problem. Now, I can use the containing Pokemon twice. I need all the help that I can receive. Archer shifted his gaze to the hovering bat-like Pokemon. Lunala''s a given. So, I''ll make sure that my first skill would be a Ghost/Dark or Dark/Ghost. One of them should be my Initiating Pokemon, and the other the Containing Pokemon. Whichever the Containing Pokemon is, it could not be chosen again as it might be out of Pokessence. I don''t want to have a failed skill. Must have a Rank B or A...yeah, that would be awesome. Should I use a 6-Pokemon set? Ha ha, hell yeah. Too bad, Lunala might just treat it like a mosquito bite. I wish there''s some details regarding the skills of pokemon so I could know its effect. Maybe there''s a skill that can double my damage, who knows. Let''s not think about the things I am not sure of and focus on what is damaging since I''ve less time. I think I have to calculate my first skill against Lunala and see where it goes before deciding things. I''d pick Ghastly as my Initiating Pokemon and Deino as my Containing Pokemon. Hmm, now to the Linking Pokemon. Helioptile (Electric/Normal) should be next after Gastly (Ghost/Poison), then use Dwebble (Bug/Rock). Groagunk (Poison/Fighting), Beldum (Steel/Psychic), and it with Deino (Dark/Dragon) to complete my 6-Pokemon set. So, Shadowball (Ghost) to use against Helioptile (Normal): Rank from F to E since it is null. Next, Pound (Normal) to Dwebble (Rock), adds one rank (E to D). Then, Rock Blast (Rock) toward Groagunk (Fighting), increases another level (D to C). After that, Revenge (Fighting) against Beldum (Psychic), from rank C to B. Finally, a Zen Headbutt (Psychic) to a Deino (Dark), creating a staggering skill ranked higher than A. Hell, yeah! Let''s try this.
Gastly, Helioptile, Dwebble, Croagunk, Beldum, Deino
Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack), Pound (Normal-Attack), Rock Blast (Rock-Attack), Revenge (Fighting-Attack), Zen Headbutt (Psychic-Attack), Crunch (Dark-Attack)
Result: Success - Great Shadow Crunch (Rank A) - Dark/Ghost (Attack)
Wait, why is this still Rank A? What the heck?! What went wrong? This should have been a Rank S or A plus or something. Aaaargh. I don''t have time to do some tests right now. Fuck it, this will do.
LUNALA - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:PSYCHIC/GHOST
Would you accept?
Archer accepted the prompt and inputted his choice of Pokemon on the slots.
Gastly, Helioptile, Dwebble, Croagunk, Beldum, Deino
Command these Pokemon to attack the Legend.
Would you accept?
Archer sighed deeply as he confirmed. Six swirling white lights appeared right in front of him, leaving him expectant and excited. As the light faded, six Pokemon emerged. The first one was a black, spherical Pok¨¦mon surrounded by a purple haze. It had a wide, pink mouth with two visible fangs. Though its eyes seem to extend past its round body, visible eyelids surrounded them. "Gastly!" The second was a small, lizard-like Pok¨¦mon. It had a tapering tail, short legs, and small feet with three pointed toes on each foot. Its body was pale yellow, while its feet and the tip of its tail were black. The top of its head was black as well with a small triangular yellow patch between the eyes. It had two long, black pointed frills with yellow tips hanging from the sides of its head, which stiffened and unfolded from time to time. "Helioptile!" The third one wasa small, orange hermit crab-like Pok¨¦mon with large pincers. It had dark, oval-shaped eyes supported by eye stalks. It had a hook-like tail that is concealed underneath the sectioned chunk of gray rock it used as a shell. "Dwebble!" A dark blue, bipedal Pok¨¦mon that resembled a poison dart frog was just standingbehind Dwebble. It had yellow eyes, which were surrounded by black markings. There were orange, expandable pouches on its cheeks, and its teeth were wide and flat. A black marking encircled its upper arms and chest, and there were white bands around its chest.It had three fingers and toes, most of which were black. The only digits that were not black were its center fingers, which were orange instead. "Croagunk!" The next one was kind of peculiar. It was a robotic Pok¨¦mon that had a long body with a set of claws sticking out of its rear end. It had one large, red eye in the center of its nearly spherical head, which was set into a ball-and-socket joint at its front end. A short crest projected from its body and extended over its head. "Beldum!" The last Pokemon was a small blue quadrupedal Pok¨¦mon with black fur covering its head and neck, which concealed everything but its mouth from view. The fur around its neckhad six purple spots encircling it, which resembled bruises. The hair on the top of its headtook the shape of a single small horn. It also had a short tail that appears to be bitten off. "Deino!" Delighted, Archer moved forward and commanded. "Hey, my Pokemon Team. Let''s fuck a big, fat bat pretending to be a moon. You need to do everything I say religiously, okay? Gastly, useShadowball on Helioptile as you hear me saying ''Go''. Helioptile, after Gastly attacks you, immediately use Pound on Dwebble. Dwebble, execute Rock Blast on Croagunk instantly after being hit by Helioptile. Croagunk, use Revenge at Beldum straightaway after Dwebble strikes. Beldum, utilize Zen Butthead against Deino promptly as you receive the attack. Lastly, Deino. Wait for five seconds before you assault Lunala with your Crunch. Understood?" Everyone replied in unison. Archer crunched his fingers and said, "GO!" Gastly emitted a spherical black ball from its mouth, striking the Helioptile who was now standing next to Dwebble.With its hands shining with White Pokessence, Helioptile struck the hermit crab with its clenched fists. Dwebble, upon receiving the attack, blasted rocks of different sizes towardthe waiting Croagunk just behind the floating Beldum. Croagunk was in a fighting stance as he was surrounded by Maroon light, and suddenly rammed against Beldum. Surprisingly, Beldum did not flinched despite its small stature, and zoomed towards Deino with its head shining with a pink haze. Deino, upon being bashed by Beldum with its head, smiled and ran towards Lunala''s direction. When it was near the winged pokemon, Deino leaped as high as it could and bared its fangs, its mouth was gleaming like an onyx, biting Lunala''s body. Immediately, Deino fell down and sprawled on the ground. Archer noticed that Deino was still alive, but its breathing now ragged. Just as I suspected. It really does put a heavy pressure on the last Pokemon. Well, I''ve gotta take the risk to find out what will exactly happen if I do it. It''s better now than try it using an actual battle in reality. At least the Lunala does not move or react at all while everything else is doing what I''ve told them to do. In real life, I would have been thoroughly crushed before I could do any of these skills. Another prompt appeared as he pressed the blinking icon.
SYSTEM PROMPT
Lunala (HP): 99,762.5/100,000
Great Shadow Crunch Base Damage: 50 Dark/Ghost Damage Against Lunala: 50 x 4 (Dark VS Ghost/Psychic) + 50 x 4 (Ghost VS Ghost/Psychic) = 400 Additional Damage (from Transferred pokessences) =75Ess (30+5+10+15+15) Actual Damage: 400 + 75 = 475/ 2 (from Shadow Shield) = 237.5
Gastly uses Shadow Ball (30 Ghost Ess)/ Ghost Pokessence remaining = 70/100
Helioptile uses Pound (10 Normal Ess)/ Normal Pokessence remaining = 90/100
Dwebble uses Rock Blast (20 Rock Ess)/ Rock Essence remaining = 80/100
Croagunk uses Revenge (30 Fighting Ess)/ Fighting Ess remaining = 70/100
Beldum uses Zen Headbutt (30 Psychic Ess)/ Psychic Ess remaining = 70/100
Warning: Total Foreign Ess Received is more than the tolerable range when compared to Pokessence Limit. If a combination skill is attempted, it might be knocked out after it executes the attack. Deino uses Crunch (25 Dark Ess)/ Dark Ess remaining = 75/100 Great Shadow Crunch Activated. Deino fainted.
I see. So that''s the reason Deino fainted. It''s out of the picture and I''m one less Pokemon. And what''s with Lunala''s Shadow Shield? Well, a Legend is expected to have some sort of OP ability. There goes my first attempt in hurting Lunala goes down the drain. Should I proceed to the next Pokemon? Perhaps I should still play withLunala using Gastly as my Containing Pokemon to unleash another heavy hit, since I suspect that all these legends have very unique resistances. He then took a glimpse at the raging dragon then focused his attention to the stomping deer. If I fight Xerneas, then my skill should be either Poison/Steel or Steel/Poison to have double strength. But it is impossible to create one from this limited choice of skills. As for Rayquaza...hmmm...Dragon/Flying, huh. If only there''s an Ice move, then it could have been my second choice, maybe an ice/rock or rock/ice. There would be no additional damage if Electric is added, since Dragon resists Electric. It''s decided. Lunala. I better make sure to create a staggering Ghost attack, even if Gastly faints. Sorry Gastly.
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet, Dwebble,Croagunk,Gastly
Iron Head(Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack),Fury Cutter (Bug-Attack), Revenge (Fighting-Attack), Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack)
Result: Success - Great Shadow Ball (Rank A) - Ghost (Attack)
_________________________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 19: THESECOND POKEMON Chapter 19: The Second Pokemon? CHAPTER 19: THE SECOND POKEMON? Professor Furtido''s Monologue Oh, the report arrived earlier than I expected. What?! Unknown Pokessence? He has those?! Just like the nine kids, huh? Interesting! Well...since you''re here, then I will just use this opportunity to learn more about your...kind. ________________________________________________________________
Beldum, Helioptile, Rowlet, Dwebble,Croagunk,Gastly
Iron Head(Steel-Attack), Thundershock (Electric-Attack), Razor Leaf (Grass-Attack),Fury Cutter (Bug-Attack), Revenge (Fighting-Attack), Shadow Ball (Ghost-Attack)
Result: Success - Great Shadow Ball (Rank A) - Ghost (Attack)
So, this is it, my second attempt. I suspect that I''m not gonna pass this with flying colors but at least, I''ve learned a lot about combination skills. Whatever will be, will be then.
LUNALA (99,762.5/100,000 HP) - LEGENDARY POKEMON
Pokemon Typing:PSYCHIC/GHOST
Would you accept?
Just like the first time, Archer directed his chosen Pokemon to attack in accordance with the formula in creating the Great Shadow Ball, and prayed that at least the damage will go beyond 100. Like Deino, Gastly was incapacitated as its Pokessence was drained and had no more energy to even float back into the air. He looked at the Email Prompt and read the details of the attack.
SYSTEM PROMPT
Lunala (HP): 99,625/100,000
Great ShadowBall Base Damage: 50 Ghost Damage Against Lunala: 50 x 4 (Ghost VS Ghost/Psychic) = 200 Additional Damage (from Transferred pokessences) = 60 Ess (12.5+7.5+7.5+2.5+30) Actual Damage: 200 + 75 = 275/ 2 (from Shadow Shield) = 137.5
Beldumuses Iron Head (25 Steel Ess)/ Steel Pokessence remaining = 75/100
Helioptile usesThundershock (15 Electric Ess)/ Electric Pokessence remaining = 85/100
Rowletuses Razor leaf (15 Grass Ess)/Grass Essence remaining = 85/100
Dwebble uses Fury Cutter (5 Bug Ess)/ Bug Ess remaining = 95/100
Croagunk uses Revenge (30 Fighting Ess)/ Fighting Ess remaining = 40/100
Warning: Total Foreign Ess Received is more than the tolerable range when compared to Pokessence Limit. If a combination skill is attempted, it might be knocked out after it executes the attack. Ghastlyuses Shadow Ball (30 Dark Ess)/ Dark Ess remaining = 40/100 Great ShadowBall Activated. Gastly fainted.
Archer was dismayed by the abysmal result. More than 100, at least I''ve exceeded my expectation.The only way for him to pass now was for other examinees to fail miserably. Nevertheless, he resolved his heart and mind to face every single test in here, and gather knowledge, in order for him to be effective as a Trainer.
SYSTEM PROMPT
1st Skill: (237.5 Power Rating)
2nd Skill: Great Shadow Ball (137.5 Power Rating)
Total: 475.0 Power Rating
Remarks: Your score is not included in the top 20.
Sighing in disappointment, Archer toggled on the Escape Button to logged out of the Virtual Reality. Soon, the coliseum disappeared and everything was pitch-black, when suddenly dazzling lights emerged just above his head, shining until it became so bright that it made him squint, almost to the point of blindness. Hestood still as he waited for the experience to pass, knowing that it was just part of the exiting process, when he heard a voice that he was familiar with. "Mr. Archer Sullivan, how are you?" Frank asked. "I''m fine, Mr. Furtido." Archer removed the helmet and kneaded his neck, his eyes drooping down. ''It was a very novel experience for me, and I feel elated despite my lackluster performance." Frank opened the folder he was carrying and showed Archer its content, which made the latter wide-eyed. "Whoever told you that you had a bad result?" "Wow, is this serious?! Did I really pass the first exam?" Archer asked in disbelief. "It''s not that I am complaining, but I just can''t seem to agree with the result." "Yes, this is all true." Frank closed the file folder and took a seat. "Why?" "Because I say so? Well, if you want an answer, it is because of your impressive deduction skills and methodical approach in your investigation. Like I said earlier, it is not about winning, but is about how you ''do'' it," Frank answered patiently, still smiling in a relaxed manner. "I endorse your case to the panel, and everyone agreed on my evaluation that you are worthy of passing it. Especially when they saw your findings in your notepad, that was pleasing for them." "Well, that''s good to hear. So, do I get to take the second exam?" Archergrinned as he continued on his interrogation. "Would my previous score affect my total result?" Frank did notbother answering him. Instead, he took out his phone and called someone, asking, "Is everything ready?...Good. How about tomorrow?...Fine. Tell Albert that everything will go as planned....Okay, thank you. Bye." Archer stared at the scientist as he contemplated on his situation. "Fine, then. As long as I am still eligible for the job, I''ll just accept it wholeheartedly," he said to himself. "Mr. Sullivan. the panel have agreed that you will not be taking the second part of the simulation exam," Frank interrupted his thoughts. "Anyway, I want to ask you something. I only hope that you answer me as truthfully as you can." "What is it, Mr. Furtido?" Archer "What are your connections with the Plankas?" Frank pried for information as he stood up. "What made you ask that?" "I''ve seen your files. Sorry for the invasion of privacy, but it needed to be done since it is about the Plankas." "You are the second person to ask me that. If you want a concrete answer, then no, I am in no way connected to those alien invaders." "How can you prove it?" "I don''t know how to prove it to you, nor do I have to prove anything to people. It''s not my fault that I have that ''Unknown'' inside my body. And I never did asked for it, anyway." Frank gazed at him intently, and smiled after a minute had passed. "I hope so. Anyway, the second exam will be the Battle Royale, which will be disclosed tomorrow. If you want to label it, the first exam is purely theoretical, and the second part is the application of those theories." "Nice. It''s good to know that I can still have some rest. My head is throbbing in pain, and my body feels tired. I need my pain relievers." "Pain relievers? Are you...sick?" "Nope. Just hungry." Frank raised his brows as he stared at Archer attentively. "Whatever the case, just rest well and be backin time for the test tomorrow, in good shape." _______________________________________________________________ "Girana, how are you?" Archer burped loudly, tossing an apple toward the flying beetle-like Pokemon as they walked back home.Stolen story; please report. ...Me...okay.... He snickered as he saw it gobbling up the whole fruit. "Do you know anything about combination skills?" ...Me...no idea... "How about we test something? Are you game for it?" ...Me...ready...if Master wants it...Me does it... "Then, let us catch a Pokemon to be your new team mate. Are you excited?" ...Me...happy to do it...meet other Pokemon... "That''s good to hear, Girana." Archer hurried towards the Millan Mansion, the place where Kenneth lived, and went inside. As he entered the house, he noticed that the place was exactly like the way he left it. "Kenneth! Are you here?" The place was in still silence. I wonder where''s Kenneth.Archer shook his head and reached for the fridge to cook some food.It took him for about thirty minutes to prepare the dishes and ate them together with Girana. His body was now in good condition to do some Pokemon hunting, and escape if he encountered anything that he couldn''t overcome. I''ve promised to Sir Ehveret that I''ll visit the Police Station to give my statement. I think I have to do it now so that it would not interfere with my plans. "Girana, I have to go somewhere else." Archer patted its head, an apple was still lodged on its mouth. "You need to stay inside the Pokeball for now." ...Me...understood... He returned the Pokeball to his belt after Girana went inside. Securing the bat on his back, he then phoned Ehveret to inform him of his visit, and exited toward the Police Station. ______________________________________________________________ What kind of Pokemon should I have? Hmm...I need to get a Pokedex of my own. This limited knowledge of mine really prevents me from understanding how to advance further. Archer stopped his pondering as he saw the Police Station, minus the Growlithe. He searched around to see if there was any suspicious individual or Pokemon that might attack him, and exhaled deeply as he noticed there was none. Reaching for the door, he went inside and saw Ehveret talking with another young Police in uniform. "Oh, it''s you, Archer." Frank said as he dismissed the young Policeman. "Yes, just like I''ve promised." Archer sat down without waiting for his permission and crossed his legs. "So can I give my statement now? I have to do something very important after this." "Would you mind if I know what''s the ''important thing'' supposed to be?" Ehveret enquired. Archer shrugged his shoulders and said, "It''s not that confidential anyway. I will be going into the forest to catch my second Pokemon." "Oh? I never thought that you were really that novice, considering your age." "Well, I''d appreciate it if you can help a novice like me, maybe like an advice or a gift." Archerpleaded. "You are really shameless, noh?" Frank chuckled. "A little." "If you want, I can give you an egg. My Snorlax had laid three of themthreedays ago, and I''ve been looking for someone to take care of them. A Snorlax requires a lot of food to eat everyday, and I can''t afford to feed another mouth , much more three." "Oh yeah. You''ve just told me earlier this morning that I eat less than your Snorlax." Ehveret tapped his fingers on the table. "I know. So, you want one?" Wait, could I afford to have a voracious Pokemon just like myself?Archer thought for a while before replying,"Yes, please." "Okay, wait here." Ehveret stood up and went inside a room. After five minutes, he returned to the office, but this time he was not empty-handed anymore. "What''s that?" Archer asked, pointing at the square-shaped apparatus. "This is an Egg Incubator, a shock-proof device that is created using the latest technology," Ehveret explained. "It requires a Trainer''s Pokessence to nourish the egg while inside this device. All you have to do is press this button every morning and evening, and the Incubator will automatically absorb some of your Pokessence andfeed it to the egg. You must not forget to feed it or else it might die. That is why it is advisable for a Trainer to carry the Egg Incubator with him at all times." "Well, thank you for this wonderful gift." "I never told you that this was a gift." Ehveret set the Incubator on his table, his lips grinning, as if mocking him. "Ugh, I should have known better." Archer slapped his forehead softly. "Then what do I have to do?" "Let me fight with your Pokemon." "What?! My Girana against your Snorlax?" "Nope, I have this with me." Ehverettook out his Pokeball and called out his Pokemon. Soon enough, a cat-like Pokemon that Archer frequently encountered appeared. "Meowth." Archer took out the book and read its details.
Meowth Height: 1''04" Weight: 9.3 lbs. Type: Normal
Description: AScratch Cat Pokemon It is fascinated by round objects. It can''t stop playing with them until it tires and fall asleeps. Ability: 1st (Pickup) 2nd (Technician) Hidden (Unnerve) Weakness: Fighting Strength: None No Effect: Ghost
ERROR Evolution Persian (from Meowth) Via Natural Evolution (No Stone Needed)
"Why do many Trainers have Meowth as their Pokemon?" Archer ruffled his hair as he looked at the Pokemon. "Well, they are adorable. They can be easily turned into housepets as well. A very common Pokemon and easy to train. What''s not to like about them?" Ehveret summarized. "Sure. Is that the only thing I needed to do as part of the deal?" "There''s still another one, but this is related to Kenneth. Are you amenable with this deal?" "No problem. But let me add another condition," Archer requested. "What is it?" "I need you to help me train my Girana using your Meowth. I need to do some research, and I really needed Normal Attacks to achieve what I wanted." "No problem," Ehveret agreed. "So only Normal Attacks. Let''s do this here?" "Inside the office? Fine by me." Archer smirked as he shouted, "Girana, come out!" ...Master... "All you have to do is stay floating here, and don''t attack. Do not worry, it will not hurt you, I think.And while you''re at it, you need to tell me what you feel everytime you receive an attack from that cat," Archer instructed. ...Me...gets it... "Sir Ehveret, can we start using Meowth''s weakest attack?" "Sure." Ehveret shifted his gaze on Meowth and commanded, "Mimi, use Scratch attack." "Meowth." Mimi bared his claws, its tip covered with White Pokessence. It scratched Girana, creating a white streak on its belly. "Meowth?" Girana stayed calm despite the attack, as if it was not hurt at all, its wings fluttering. "Your Pokemon does not seem hurt by Scratch. Is your Girana by any chance, a Ghost type?" Eheveret asked, "Yes, indeed." "Now, I understand what you are trying to do. You''ve been learning combination skills?" "Uh huh. Do you have any idea about it?" "I have my share of combination skills, but I won''t tell you since it''s one of my trump cards. All I can say is you''re right on track. Familiarity is the key, and the Pokemon must be familiar with the different Pokessences it receives so as to execute a simple skill," Ehveret advised. "Can you use the enemy''s Pokessence in creating a Combination Skill?" "A good question. The answer is yes, you can. In fact, you can counter enemies after they are attacking your Pokemon. The only condition is that your Pokemon is very familiar with the enemy''s skill it used to attack, and knows the combination skill it can produced using such combination." Archer grabbed his notebook from his bag and started scribbling down. "I see. So if I let Girana be subjected to Scratch, making him used to it and knows the new combined skill beforehand, then he can easily counter an enemy that uses Scratch Attack using the new combined skill instead of its normal moves." "Yes." Ehveret answered mirthfully, as if amused by what he was seeing. Archer turned around and asked, "Girana, how did you feel when Meowth attacked you with a Normal-type Attack?" ...Me...feels the Normal Pokessence...from the Scratch Attack...went inside me...moved like a whirlwind...but disappeared after... "Did you feel any pain?" ...Me...did not feel pain...at all "For how long did the Normal Pokessence stay inside you until it disappeared?" ...Me...needed another Scratch... Archer wrote some additional findings on his notebook before moving his attention back to Ehveret."Uhm, Sir Ehveret, can you please tell Mimi to Scratch him once every ten seconds? Maybe for a duration of two minutes." "Sure. Just tell me when it''s ready," Ehveret cooly responded. "Thanks," Archerhonestly replied,now facing his hovering Pokemon. "What skills do you know right now, Girana?" ...Hypnosis...Slash...Hex...and Lick...
Hypnosis(Psychic - Special Support)
Base Power: -??????
Hypnosisputs the target to sleep, if it hits. The user employs hypnotic suggestion to make the target fall into a deep sleep. Sleeping Pok¨¦mon cannot move (with some exceptions such as Snore). Pok¨¦mon with the abilitiesInsomnia or Vital Spirit, or those behind a Substitutecannot be put to sleep.
Slash (Normal - Physical Attack)
Base Power: 70??????
The target is attacked with a slash of claws or blades. Critical hits land more easily.Slashdeals damage and has an increased critical hit ratio (1?8instead of1?16).
Hex (Ghost - Special Attack)
Base Power: 65??????
Hexinflicts damage, but if the target has a major status ailment (i.e. is burned, poisoned, paralyzed, asleep or frozen) it will double in power to 130.
Lick (Ghost - Physical Attack)
Base Power: 30??????
Lickdeals damage and has a 30% chance of paralyzing the target.Electric type Pok¨¦mon, those with the ability Limberor those behind aSubstitute cannot be paralyzed.
_______________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 20:THE TRUE SITUATION AT THE OTHER SIDE Chapter 20: The True Situation at the Other Side CHAPTER 20: THE TRUE SITUATION AT THE OTHER SIDE Ehveret Lee''s Monologue Such a weird guy... I hoped he won''t be a scaredy-cat and does what he promised to do. For a newbie like him to do such a thing proves his intelligence and dedication. Should Iproposed for him tojoin the Police''s new squad? But he''s interested in working at the Pokemon Research Institute. Well, I''ll justoffer him this work and let him decide on what is best for him. Who knows? ______________________________________________________________________ Archer read once, then twice, until he was sure that he had memorized everything about Girana''s four skills. But on these particular training, he was hell-bent on producing two new skills based on these Ghost-type moves.
Hex (Ghost - Special Attack)
Base Power: 65??????
Hex inflicts damage, but if the target has a major status ailment (i.e. is burned, poisoned, paralyzed, asleep or frozen) it will double in power to 130.
Lick (Ghost - Physical Attack)
Base Power: 30??????
Lick deals damage and has a 30% chance of paralyzing the target. Electric type Pok¨¦mon, those with the ability Limber or those behind a Substitute cannot be paralyzed.
"Sir Ehveret, can you tell Mimi to attack with another Normal-type skill, followed up by a Scratch attack?" Archer inquired. Ehveret adjusted his cap as he sauntered towards Archer. "Sure thing. Mimi, use Fury Swipes first, then continue with a Scratch attack as your finisher." "Meowth." Its hands were blurry as it swiftly lash out three successive hits and paused for a second before striking with its claws bared. "Meowth!" "Good job, Mimi," Ehveret praised as it patted its head. The cat wagged its tail like a dog and rubbed its body against his leg. Archer couldn''t help but smile as he saw Mimi''s antics.No wonder most wanted a Meowth as their pet. Should I get a dog?He stopped his thoughts as he moved closer to Girana to check if it was okay. "Are you alright, Girana?" ...Me, feeling good...thanking Master for the concern... He grinned as he fed Girana with an apple."You''re my buddy, okay. So don''t be surprise if I''m concern since you''re family." ...Yes...me and Master...family... "So going back, can you feel the difference between them?" ...Me...feel the difference...but needseveral hits to make sure... "Okay, then." Archer turned his face toward Ehveret and asked, "Sir Ehveret, can your Mimi still last for several rounds? Its Pokessence might just run out." "No worries. I''ve got lots of Ether here with me, it can play for the whole afternoon," Ehveret replied confidently as he tapped his bag. "Thank God. Can you please tell Mimi to repeat the attack routine for three times, at an interval of thirty seconds between each set?" "Aye, Captain." The two Pokemon continued their activity as Archer and Ehveret stayed just two meters away from them. As they were done, Archer began his interrogations."Now, Girana, can you tell the disparity between the two?" ...Yes, Master....the dissimilarity was slight...the Pokessence of Scratch stayed longer...maybe for a second... "Did both of the Pokemon Essences acted the same way?" ...Correct, Master... Archer pondered for several minutes before asking Ehveret with, "Sir Ehveret, does Mimi know a Normal Support skill?" "Mimi knows Growl," Ehveret answered directly, as if catching on to Archer''s plan. "You wanted Mimi to replace the Fury Swipes with Growl?" "Exactly. Same routine, rate, and interval." "No problem." Archer heard Ehveret instructing Mimi with something. "All done. Just give the go signal." Archer nodded as he gave a thumb-up sign. "Go!" After several minutes, Mimi lay flat on the floor as its whiskers swayed. Ehveret fed it with ether as he assisted the wobbling Pokemon to stand up. "How was it, Girana?" ...There is a big contrast...the first was spreading throughout mine body...Scratch just stayed at center, rotating like a whirlwind... Archer took down notes as he listened to Girana''s explanation. Clapping his hands, he began his speech. "Okay, this is how the training goes for now. First Phase, Mimi will use Scratch for every two seconds instead of ten, for about two minutes without resting. Second Phase, Mimi will attack with Scratch and my Girana will try activating the new combined skill until they both drop down dead." "You sure can push them to their limits, huh? Why not let them rest and call it a day." Ehveret retorted. "Eh? But you''ve already agreed to me that you will take part in Girana''s training. I know you''ll never back out, considering you''re a good guy and - " "Okay, stop. Better remember what you''ve said," Ehveret cut him off as he picked his ears, his face still slack and inanimated like a corpse. "I don''t want to hear any complaints when it is time to do your part in our deal." Archer felt butterflies in his stomach when he heard Ehveret''s reply. Err..why do I feel something is not right. No matter what, I''ve just got to make the most out of this time. _________________________________________________________________The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Ehveret began massaging Mimi''s shoulders as soon as the training set was done. It was now purring in delight, just likea King being served by his attendant. Archer laughed at the duo as he strolled on his way to Girana. "Girana, can you tell me what you discovered?" ...The Normal Pokessence stayed...five seconds at most...before it disappeared... Archer noted this as Girana perched on his head, and asked again. "What about the differences among each second as you attack with Lick?" ...No differences on the first three seconds...but on the fourth...the Normal Pokessence tried joining with my Ghost Pokessence...but failed.... "Uh, huh. That sounds promising. Can you still do it?" Archer asked in concern. ...Yes, Master...Me thinks to improve...Me wants to get stronger... Archer felt pleased as he listened. "Then, we will do the after-five-second-activate-skill training." Girana flew back onto their testing area. Ehveret instructed Mimi to attack once again before leaving. Their activity went on for about twenty times but were unfruitful: Girana''s body stiffened before it can execute the Lick attack. Archer was not sure of where the problem lies, but still insisted on several trials before it gets dark. "Do you need another Ether, Girana?" ...Yes, Master...Me needs one... "Thanks to Sir Ehveret''s endless supply of Ether, I guess," Archer commented as he tossed a pill forward. Girana opened its mouth to directly swallow the pill while floating. Soon enough, its wings beated rapidly and body shook, as if thrilled. ...Master, me ready... "Let''s do it, then." Girana waited for five seconds after Mimi scratched it with its gleaming claws, then instantly opened its mouth to do the Lick attack. Its tongue, for about half a meter long, wasfully covered with a blue-black haze except for its tip which was donned with a white spot. Archer and Ehveret stood up abruptly in unison,their eyes shining as they saw the scene. "Was it successful, Girana?" ...Yes, Master... Archer wrote some calculations on his notebook and made some assumptions before asking,"Hey, Ehveret. Can I attack your Snorlax with the combined skill?" Ehveret raised his brows as he crossed his arms. "I think Mimi can handle your attack. Don''t worry, he is very high-levelled." "Then don''t blame me if Girana trashed Mimi. Let''s start again," Archer warned him. Same thing happened, but unlike before, Girana was now aiming its tongue toward the cat. Mimi''s face was distorted as it got hit by the lashing tongue. It tried stepping backward but couldn''t do it right away. Ehveret took out a pill and ran towards the pained Pokemon. After giving it the medication, he patted its head and shifted his attention to Archer and said, "Let''s do thatfive times." "Are you sure? Mimi looks like he is in agony," Archersquinted his eyes as he stared at Mimi. "Nothing major.It''s just an effect of your skill," Ehveret dismissed. "I just wanted to verify something." "As long as Mimi''s fine, then let''s do it." The Pokemon did what they were told and yielded the same outcome: Mimi was struggling to move as it winces in pain. "Now, I am sure of it. Your new skill has a Paralyzing Effect like that of a normal Lick attack, the only difference is that it has a higher paralyzing rate and increased damage ratio," Ehveret voiced out his observation as he carried mimi on his arms. "Maybe the Pokemon Research Institute already have a record about it." Archer waved his hands, grinning from ear to ear. "Even though they have a name for it, but it is my right to give a rightful Skill name it deserves. Hmm...I get it. Let''s call it ''Scratch and Lick''." "Erm, why does it sounds...provocative?" "Yes, that''s what I wanted, anyway. The more provocative it is, the better it is for me," Archer smirked while he was jotting down. "I can''t wait to used it when I have a Pokemon that knows Scratch. I''ll let Girana lick them to their deaths, hahahaha!" "Now, you''re acting like a madman who was about to carry on with his evil plans," Ehveret remarked as he started walking toward the next room. "Where are you going? The training is not yet done. There''s supposed to be another one, this time for Hex." "Such a train-freak." _________________________________________________________________ It was 11:00 pm and the sound of cricketscoming from the open window reverberatedinside the room. Yet, Archer wasstill awakeas he organized his things and notes for tomorrow''s exam. Always on the go, he felt that he was consistently lacking in time, and these reasons made him all the more less sleepy. Sighing deeply, he removed his hands away from the Incubator he received earlier as a gift, and set it on the table. "Grow up fast, mini Snorlax," Archer said. "Help me survive in this world. Your Papa here needs your aid." Archer stood up and closed the window that was just before him. Kneading his temple, he lugged on his way as he flopped on the bed, tired from all the strenuous activity and physical training he did right after dinner. Motionless, he just kept staring at the ceiling as he recalled everything that had happened to him. "I still have a lot to include in my diary, but I''m just too exhausted to do anything, much more stand up and write another journal," he whispered to himself. He couldn''t help but think of his situation back on earth, and what his future will be in this world. Will I get back to Earth? I know they are not missing me, since I have a Doppelganger they created to represent myself. Messenger of the Guardians, if you hear me, please let me know how they are doing right now. _________________________________________________ Archer was jolted awake as he felt someone knocking off his head. "OUCH! WHAT THE FUCK?!" He was about to continue with his rant when he noticed that his surrounding was blinding white. Realizing something, he knew that he was back at the place where he first heard the Messenger of the Guardians inside his dream. "Hey Messenger, whoever you are, why am I back in this area? Are you returning me back to Earth?" ...No silly...the Guardian have heard your prayer, and for the last time will grant what you wanted to know...This will be the last time I could talk with you since some unpleasant things were ratheroccuring as of this moment...The ball has rolled... "You don''t make sense. Can you please tell me what the heck is happening right now? If you have no plans in returning me to Earth, then please let me go back to my sleep so I can rest well and be in top condition tomorrow." ...Don''t worry...I''ll just let you hear something that will give you an idea of what isthe real situation back in your world...after doing this, I am done with my promise to the Guardians and their Chosen Ones and be off...Please prepare, andlisten at all cost... "What?! Wait, how in the world will - " A loud trumpet sound interrupted him, almost making him cover his ears. It lasted for about five seconds when it stopped, and chattering voices replaced the booming noise. ...Hey, Trisha, have you seen the news recently?... ...Yes, Archer dear. I never thought that theforeign balls that fell down from the sky five days ago actually contained some sort of monster-looking creatures. It reminded me of Pokemon... ...Crazy, right? It''s been five days from now, and balls were popping out like mushrooms.... ...Yes, love. Everyone was joining the bandwagon and tried finding one. Even my classes were eventually put on hold asmy classmates and friends were keep on absenting themselves to go on hiking, looking for those balls... ...Teehee...actually, I''ve found one yesterday, just outside my garage... ...Congratulations. Now, we both have those... ...I wonder if these creatures are dangerous, Archer... ...I''ve asked my parents about it. They even show me the findings of their experiments. Here, read this... ...Fascinating...so they have some sort of an attachment to the first person they see when they emerge from the balls... ...Yes..and Trisha...do not say this, but they have some sort of a weird theory that made me excited... ...What?... ...They think that the Pokemon World is real... ...Why do they think so... ...The DImension Travel I''ve been part of was not successful, but the next batch was able to contactsomeone, actually a duo, and they talked with one of themfor about ten minutes. It was short yet it proved many things... ...What was the name of the person?... ...Professor Kukui, I believed... ...Wait, Professor Kukui? The Alolan Professor of the Pokemon Sun and Moon?... ...Ironically, yes. The strange thing is he looked and acted exactly like the game... ...And the other one?... ...An ice-colored creature with its nine tails swaying... ...Alolan Ninetales?!... ...Yes...My parents who were against watching animes, reading mangas and playing games were now forcing me to spend my time doing such activities, not that I am complaining... Thevoices stopped talking but Archer was still dumbfounded, for thesounds he heard was someone he was really familiar with.Am I listening to my Doppelganger and my girlfriend''s conversation? _______________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 21: BATTLE ROYALE (1)