Kaneko Basho - Some content may be mature

Name: Kaneko Basho

Nickname: N/A

Age: Died at the age of 36, is well over 500 years of age.

Gender: Male

Rank: Ghost

Birthplace: Was born in what is now called Cinnabar island

Battle Style: Ruthless sword fighting- oh in Pokemon battles. Ruthlessly commands his Pokemon to slice and dice at the opponents weak points, shows no emotion, making it near impossible for somebody to read his attacks.

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Personality: Despises pointless conversing, he will only talk when commanding him Pokemon or challenging somebody. The lack of Pokeballs in his time made catching his companions a little difficult, in fact he did not catch them at all, they simply follow him out of respect... All the way to the grave. Whilst alive he was undefeated in a Pokemon battle, now he can not rest in peace until he has felt defeat. Thinks all true trainers should be able to fight as well, if not better then the Pokemon they command. Loves the feeling of fighting beside his comrades.

History: Born at the base of a volcano on a small island, Kaneko had always felt confined. His father a famous warrior and his mother staying home watching out for him and his three sisters. His childhood was tough, little to no money with his father missing and his mother constantly on the street begging or selling clay pots she had made for what little food they could get, all three of his younger sisters, Akiko who was very pretty but always getting into trouble by trying to make deals with everybody, Chizo, the smartest one in the family usually keeping to herself, trusting only her brother Kaneko with her worries and lastly the baby of the family Moriyo, who always seemed innocent as a butterfly. Being the only man in the family he was forced to learn to hunt and fill the need for food his mothers begging could not. Whilst hunting on the island one day, a Pwniard had jumped out, looking hungry it held its blades towards Kaneko, who was excited for his first battle. The Pwniard charged, throwing its blade arm at his side. It was an easy enough parry for young Kaneko, but it was a strong Pokemon non the less. Kaneko let out a wicked combo with his slim blade, a horizontal slice at the Pwniard immediately followed up by a rising vertical cut. Naneko was training in the art of keeping your sword in constant motion, which resulted in a long, difficult to block combo with the end momentum making a devastating blow. The Pwniard jumped back, a gash now on its arm, he immediately jumped back into the fray, swinging with his other blade this time using an actual fury cutter attack. The constant swinging of the spike missed Kaneko, giving him the time swing at the Pokemon again, this time the blade slashed across its torso, knocked to the ground and bleeding Kaneko jumped onto his enemy blade pointed down. "I will not kill you, but I need you to help me!" He needed help finding enough food to feed his entire family, and Pwniards were great hunters. The Pokemon graciously accepted the offer.
Now much older, his sisters had all gotten married and his mother passing of an illness that had swept over the island, Kaneko was free. He took a small fishing boat off of the island and started his quest, he challenged everybody he could, not only with Pwniard but sword to sword also. He grew a love for fighting, crossing all the lands he could just to try and find an enemy that could best him, but none seemed to exist. While traveling near a town he was confronted by small Pokemon, a Ralts. He simply pushed it aside, no need for something so physically weak. He walked away but was stopped suddenly by an intense throbbing in his head, barely able to stay conscious he turned around to see the Ralts staring at his harshly, casting some kind of attack on him.
"Pw-Pwniard!"
Those were the only words he needed to say, his Pwniard jumped in, shoving the Ralts aside breaking its concentration. Kaneko took this as an opportunity, he jumped into action rushing in to try and drive his blade through the small creature, which simply teleported away only to begin the cycle again. Pwniard knocking it away, but both unable to attack. After spending hours in this cycle, he assumed he was going to finally lose, but the Ralts did something unexpected, it bowed to Kaneko. It transferred its feelings to him. It thought he was strong, he was able to withstand that much mental pressure and still attack, the Ralts joined him.
Whilst sleeping for the night in what is now Veridian Forest Kaneko was awoken by a sudden noise, his eyes jumped open immediately falling to the massive metal hammer hanging over him, red eyes starring down. He jumped out of bed, sword quickly in his hand, just in time to block the Bullet punch thrown at him. The next was unexpected, the Scizor was fast, the punch sent him onto his back but he quickly regained his stance. Knowing defense would be useless against something like this he quickly went in for a combo. A string of lightning like blows Right, Left, across, across, and a powerful finishing slash, aimed down the chest of the Scizor, most of the hits were blocked by his metal body, but the last one was enough to send him flying. The Scizor quickly got back up with its wings, it flew at him slashing across his body, blood now running down his shirt. The Scizor went in for the same blow, to predictable, Kaneko easily got an upward cut onto him, slicing its thin wing in half and sending the Scizor spiraling down. Kaneko stood over the assailant, blade pointed at its unshelled neck.
"Your strong, come with me."
The Scizor wasn't stupid, it knew he had that choice or death, so he agreed. Kaneko knew his youth was floating away quickly, figthing now hurt his bones, they ached. He returned home to see a funeral being held near his old home. He was quickly filled in on what happened. His sisters Akiko and Moriyo had been killed. They were walking through town together when a bunch of thugs had robbed them and then slit their necks. Kaneko had failed his father and mother, his stupidity had let them die, while he was off on adventures they were being harmed. He had shamed himself. Tears in his eyes he pulled a knife from his pocket and knelled at this sisters graves. He looked at his Pokemon.
"I'm sorry."
Was all he said before plunging the knife into his stomach, red liquid oozing out of him, he turned cold quickly becoming weak, he could feel his life seeping onto the dirt. Just before his life came to an end he saw his Pokemon in order do the same. First Bisharp, possibly his first friend, the Bisharp felt as if he had failed in protecting his friend and family. Next Gallade, driving its blade into itself, he had became strong through the help of Kaneko but saw no point if his training would be over. Scizor hesitated, being new to the group his emotional bond was much less severe, but he had grown fond of Kaneko, the only human, or Pokemon for that matter to best him in combat. And then it was over, four bodies who should have moved on.
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Items: Other then his armor and swords, nothing.

Money: $6,200


Pokémon


Pokémon: Bisharp

Nickname: N/A

Gender: Male

Level: 52

Moves: Scratch, Leer, Fury cutter, Torment, Faint attack, Scary face, Metal claw, Slash, Assurance, Metal sound, Embargo, Iron defense, Night slash and Psycho cut (EM)

Ability: Defiant

Personality: Having grown up with Kaneko he shares many traits, quite but deadly.

Exp: 33


Pokémon: Gallade

Nickname: N/A

Gender: Male

Level: 36

Moves: Growl, Confusion, Double team, Teleport, Lucky chant, Magical leaf, Heal pulse, Swords dance, Psycho cut

Ability: Justified

Personality: As a ralts they tended to be shy yet loving, having been beaten in combat, even with the range of Phychic powers He decided to get tougher, and went with Kaneko. Is still trying to adjust to the new close quarter combat, even after death.

Exp: 17


Pokémon: Scizor

Nickname: N/A

Gender: Male

Level: 25

Moves: Bullet punch, Quick attack, Leer, Focus energy, Pursuit, False swipe, Agility, Metal claw, Fury cutter. Night slash (EM)

Ability: Technician

Personality: Attacked anybody who entered his territory of the forest, when his victim fought back and won, he was astounded, his life spared he followed the traveler. Cant fly.

Exp: 18