And So, the Games Begin

It was indeed a sunny and hot day in the sinnoh region. Even the pokemon of the forest seemed to want to take a break, a lot of bug pokemon hiding inside the cool shadows that the trees in the area could provide for the pokemon but even then it was still very warm. It was a good thing for the boy that as soon as he would step into the forest it would get a bit cooler, not much but the shadows from the leaves provided the ground and surrounding area to cool down a bit. A soft summer (due to being so warm) breeze went throught the forest taking the scent of the flowers, some combee humming around the forest smelling the flowers and jumping up and down happily as they zoomed further.

However splashes could be heard from the distance. It sounded like water was being splashed. If the guy and the dark type pokemon would be able to get throught the thick barrier of trees, bushes and plants they would come into an open area full of sunlight. However in the middle of the area there was a small pond filled with water that glistened in the rays of the sun. It was filled with pokemon in it sunbathing, even some non water pokemon were in it to cool down.

(just a note which will be deleted later, I used the random mumber thing to choose the pokemon :3 so they miiiight be a bit strong and would you mind puttinga lin to your charrie in your sig ?)
The using of the U-turn could of course not go unnoticed, even thought the pokemon were relaxing a lot of them were allways listening for sounds of danger. When the U-turn of the liepard cut the bush it made them get a sign of warning and immediately made the smaller pokemon jump away. As he would get to the place he would hear the rustling of the leaves from the forest pokemon that were now in hiding. There were only three pokemon left. There were obviously the stronger ones cause they werent scared of the trainer at all. Some just kept their eyes closed.

The first one was a average size water pokemon. It had water droplets shimmering on its big back which had a dark blue colur. It had a long kind of tail and its two kind of blue antenna's sticking out of its head. It was a mantine, it wasn't so cocky and confident as the other two as it kept a stern look to the male trainer and his dark feline companion. This pokemon wanted to be sure that he would not make a move that he wouldn't notice as he splashed a bit of water using its sides as a warning not to come any closer.

The second one was not much larger then the mantine and was sunbathing. It was a pokemon also with a dark blue , purpleish kind of back. However when it turned on its stomach to get a look at the Cat like pokemon and his trainer , you would be able to see a kind of red belly. The dragon type pokemon kept one eye open keeping an eye on the trainer just in case. It yawned as it shook his head a bit trying to block a bit of the sunlight with its wing like arm.

The third one , was one of the most muscular pokemon there seemed to be. The pokemon had a greyish colour and it looked like it had a boxing belt on together a kind of a black piece of underwear. It leaned into the shadow, holding its hands behind his the back of his head just relaxing, not even opening an eye to look at the trainer as it only yawned and turned to his side. It seemed cocky showing of his muscles to the human trainer a bit as he only smirked and then turned facing his back to the boy. It was a machamp. These were the only three pokemon left in the area, all the other smaller pokemon had hidden because they were scared of the boy and his feline companion.

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Name: Mantine
Level: 24
Gender: Female
Ability: Swift swim

Moves:

Name: Gabite
Level: 24
Gender: Male
Ability: Sand veil

Moves:

Name: Machamp
Level: 28
Gender: Male
Ability: Guts

Moves:

(Added, sorry I didn't do so sooner~)

A fighting type is out of the question, at least for the moment. Sinistra is strong and intelligent, but even she couldn't stand for very long from an onslaught of fighting attacks... His eyes focused on the Mantine, but quickly turned to the third option, a smile creeping across his face. A dragon type, quite excellent.

Kire nodded toward the Gabite, and his Liepard took a hesitant step forward. She knew well enough that the wild Pokemon was their current topic, but perhaps reasoning or trickery could make him an easier one... Slowly creeping toward the dragon, she bowed in respect, lowering her tail to show submission toward the stronger Pokemon. Then, she tilted her head toward the waiting trainer, a silent question. Would you like to join us? It didn't hurt to ask, anyway. If the Pokemon refused, well, there were other means of persuasion. Her claws dug into the ground, scraping up small clods of dirt as she and her trainer waited for a reaction.

The dragon pokemon was keeping one eye on the feline from the male trainer as he watched the first hesitant and carefull steps from the pokemon. The sound of the steps barely made any sound in the grass that covered the field. He watched as the pokemon lowered its head and tail to show respect and submission for him. This made the dragon type smile as hee looked at the pokemon. However when she asked to join them he laughed. "I might, but I don't want to go with a weak trainer and his pokemon He told the pokemon as he sneered and looked at the feline. "However if you defeat me in a battle I will join you" He laughed. He sounded very confident that he would be able to take this kitty down.

In the distance stormclouds began t gather, it was still far away and wouldn't affect the pokemon for now but if the battle would take too long they would get caught up in a storm. If they could catch the gabite , it might be able to lead them to a warm and safe place to shelter from it. The pokemon stood up, stretched and got into battle position. The only thing that made a notice from the storm was that the warmth was getting milder, and the wind was a bit more rough however still gentle,breeze a rain like smell throught the area.

The pokemon watched as he noticed a grin spread on the feline like pokemon's face. This made the dragon type smirk as well. Apparantly this had been the outcome to Cat pokemon had hoped for and found his choice of words amusing to say the least. The Gabite kept eye contact with the pokemon not wanting some unexpected to happen. He knew how sneaky these kinds of pokemon could be and he didn't want to miss a moment in case he would do a kind of sneaky trick on him.

However this dragon type pokemon was no pokemon to think more of himself then he actually was. He knew he was strong so a bit of boasting like the liepard was doing of course wouldn't be out of place. However he wondered if the boy and his companion would think that he was stupid, dragon types could learn a very variety of moves which made him able to black or counter a lot that he would send at him. He didn't take his eyes of the pokemon as the trainer gave the first command.

The prankster ability from the pokemon indeed had a lot of help giving the move more speed which allowed it to go first as he could hear a roar coming from the pokemon. He didn't move a muscle and kept his eyes on the pokemon until he could see the claws coming closer and used sand attack whipping up sand in the Liepard's face. When that was done the claws of the pokemon began to give of a white light as it was getting ready to use dual chop. Once it was ready he jumped up, crossed his claws and from the air began to fall down to the pokemon ready to slash it up with the two glowing claws. He had used the tactic, of first distracting his opponent, then dissapearing from view for a bit. It was allways helpfull and maybe this was something that would allow him to hit his opponent.

It would seem that the shark like dragon was smarter than it appeared, its combination without a trainer would only go to show exactly how well trained it was, battling from a gible and growing in to the powerful semi complete form. It had done this via the use of tactics it had learned all on its own. If it was capable of this alone, imagine the capabilities if this trainer were to catch it and train it himself. Any at the battle in hand, the ground/dragon hybrid would release a roar of power, this roar of power was not to show its strength but to activate a move. This move was known as Sandstorm. From its roar, sand would seem to erupt around it and dance in to the air. The sand eventually duplicating over and over again until a sandstorm was in full swing. This sandstorm had an added ability, or should we say the dragons ability was known as Sand veil and it increased the dragons evasiveness by 20%.

This with the fact the dark type pokemon had also suffered vision loss would make the dragon much harder to strike, even with the fury swipes which were utilized to avoid it allowed the dragon type to swerve and move out of the way of almost every strike. The dragon would move beautifully, its graceful moves showing of its footwork. Many would not believe that the dragon was able to move like this. It would then allow itself to push away from the dark type, sliding across the ground as it distanced itself. Wincing gently it would seem the fury swipe had landed exactly two hits, the wide arcs having done its job in making it harder to avoid. Growling in annoyance at the strike the dragon type pokemon would stand.

"Gaaaabite, bite bite gabite ga ga bite GAABIITE" it would yell, to the trainer that is what he would hear, unless he was able to understand the pokemon, Sinistra on the other hand would be able to understand the dragon type. "Not bad, your not as weak as i thought, but wildly hitting aint gonna getcha no were, your finished pussy cat". That would be the translation and upon its ending, the dragon would open its mouth, straining as it forced power in to its mouth and out. Inches from its large open jaw, a ball of what looked like a perfectly contained fireball would form, growing larger and larger. Upon expanding to its full size the ball of dragon energy would be released. The dragon rage flying forward aiming to strike the cat pokemon in all its glory.

It was now the dragon type pokemons turn to be impressed, strength was not simply measured in physical ability, the strength of the trainer whom showed adoration and trust within his pokemon, the pokemon whom was willing to follow the trainer through anything and know how to utilize moves in such uncommon ways. All of this was strength, in the awe of watching such power and of course in awe of the use of U-turn, the dragon type pokemon had failed to move from its spot after its initial attack had been avoided. The sandstorm would still of course strike the cat like pokemon, but that minor damage would only do so much. it was obvious that the cat was coming to the end though its determination was admirable. As the black energy coated claws struck the dragon it would release a roar. It had been unable to avoid due to the speed, even with its increased evasion. it was impressive. The dragon though injured was not to bad off compared to the cat whom was battling the weather.

Though this move, Pursuit would be the last move used in this battle. The two had done it, they had forced the dragon to admit defeat. If this battle were to continue the dragon type may have walked away as the victor in terms of the battles victory, but the loser in terms of an over all future. "You fight good cat, this fights over. I lose" The dragon would state, once more the trainer would of course only hear the repeated name in short and large bursts of the dragon pokemon. But with it no longer moving it simply glared at the trainer through the sandstorm. Its eyes connecting with the human before allowing its menacing face to curl up in a rather terrifying smile, yup he was a dragon, even when trying to be friendly he still looked fierce.

"The pleasure was mine" replied the dragon type pokemon. The dragon type would watch as the ball came for it, its soft touch opening the ball before being enveloped in a light mixed with the feelings of the one whom threw it. the ball would float in mid air and shake violently a single time. The small ding of the successful capture would sound as the dragon type allowed itself to become one with the trainer.

The male would not encounter another soul while he jogged to the centre. In his wet and wonderful clothing he would open the door to find an almost empty room. The pokemon centre was completely removed of people all but nurse joy whom would smile sweetly upon the person entering. Her hands moved, writing on a pad in front of her, yet she did not look at the pad. Instead she kept her smile and gaze upon the male whom would come to her. She would cough when the male said guys masking the duel information."Why of course, that's why i'm here," she would say, As she took the pokeballs she would place them in to the machine. Using her elbow she would prod the pad hoping the boy would realize that this meant READ IT.

If his gaze were to fall to the pad it would read, "Being held hostage, thieves in back", you see another strange action was that nurse joy never moved her lower body, when she turned to the healing machine she simply moved her waist and placed the pokemon within. She gulped as she pushed the button, the sound ringing through the deserted centre much louder than usual. Upon the healing being completed the nurse would snatch the balls up as a hand of purple shot from the floor. Throwing them at the trainer the nurse would then be enveloped in a purple slime like substance. Her hand falling to her side as she seemed to be totally absorbed. Footsteps would soon be heard running, the machine having alerted them to the presence of someone. the face of the Muk would become evident as it bellowed its name. The foot steps drawing nearer as a single person came to investigate. Seeing the muk swallowing the nurse he would understand, this was a sign that the nurse had betrayed them. "Oi boy, your in for it now" the green headed male would state, his attire was that of black with a pinkish red R upon it showing his allegiance was to that of Team Rocket. The kanto based organisation, why were they in Sinnoh? The male would release a pokeball from his hand that would soon reveal the pokemon known as Mothim, the muk also his pokemon would make this a two on two pokemon battle with a twist, how could the boy hit Muk without hurting the nurse within.

Pokemon:

A gentle slight smile curved upon the rockets face, his pokemon looked different from the care free wild ones, there malice was evident upon each face. it was a show of a true pokemon trainer when the pokemon they held developed features and personas similar to the one they called master. It was evident by the face of the Gabite that it had not yet developed a bond like this, the cat based pokemon on the other hand showed something to the grunt, that was the pokemon to truly watch out for, The muk was kind of halted in its position not being able to do any close based battling due to holding prisoner the suffocating nurse whom would soon lose her grip upon a concious state and soon the end of her miserable and pathetic life.

The smile would continue on his face even while his Muk was subjected to the torment, the dragon was the one whom he had to do something about first. The pokemon of dragon and ground combination had free rain to attack. "Mothim, protect" the grunt would utter, the moth pokemon releasing a shining aura that would take the attack for it. protected from any harm it would simply float around gleefuly batting its wings to stay afloat. "Move mothim, Muk Sludge Wave" he would utter. Upon these commands the flightly pokemon would glide gleefully backwards making it behind the Muk while at the same time being far enough away to not caus it any hindrance. "SolarBeam" he would utter.

The Muk would act upon the Mothim moving backwards, its mouth opening revealing the hand of the nurse joy, it would soon vanish from the vast amount of poisonous liquid that would shoot from its mouth, covering not only the majority of the pokemon centre in front of it but spreading out to strike not only the dark type pokemon but at the same time the ground type dragon. As the vast wave descended the pokemon of bug would beging to shine gold.

Mothim would continue to channel sunlight, the pokemon that danced within the air, feelign the warmth artificial sun light it was creating fill itself up. The dragon type pokemon would be its opponent for now and upon its jump would be charging another dragon rage. Sadly it would not have the chance to release its dragonic rage at the moth like pokemon. "MUK DISABLE THAT RAGE" shouted the trainer of the evil pokemon. The Muk, still holding the nurse hostage would allow its entire body to shine a beautiful purple as it glared at the dragon type whom would be attempting the dragon rage. This disable move would force the move to become locked, its current use would dissipate and the moth would be left to fight on.

Sadly though this meant the rocket had left himself wide open, his eyes left the cat pokemon and now looked at his own. This mistake would cost him, as the dark type would strike his body with the bug type move and drag him across the ground. Upon the green hue fading he would find himself at the mercy of the cat type pokemon and the silent exchange between the Muk and the dark type would happen.

It would be thanks to this that Mothim was struck by the duel chop, the powerful dragon type move hitting it twice and forcing it to strike the floor hard. The pokemon with the bug type nature releasing a cry of pain as it was struck. It would seem the tide of the battle had changed and the Muk would be forced to release the nurse. It would do so while at the same time using a move, Minimize. Turning itself in to a rather small almost unseeable being. With the nurse beginning to fall, would the trainer allow her to come to injury from the fall? Muk hoped not for its tiny form moved under the counter and aimed a single attack at the cat pokemon. From its tiny mouth a massive bomb of sludge was released, hopefully to save its trainer.

The grunt would realize, this had gone completely wrong. Thankfully he was sure his team mates would hear the noise and escape. Darkness would cover his vision as his own pokemons attack struck him. he would be unable to dodge and this strike would halt any more commands to his pokemon. They were defeated, though of course this did not halt the trainer from striking them down. Muk would take the pay day attack, its eyes located on its trainer. Worry would show in its small face and the pain from the attack seemed minimal as it struck its body. The coins that fell equated up to $300, but the Muk would simply continue to move to its trainer before turning, intent on defending him.

The mothim would be in a tight spot, it would seem it had a single chance. The solar beam would not be fired, the energy absorbed diminishing from its body. It would take a chance at ordering itself, it would seem its luck kicked in as protect covered it once more, the powerful body move connecting with the shield and not the moth, this allowed the moth to take to the skies and use its flight speed to return to its trainers side. Upon returning to this side, the muk would release a wave of poison based gas to obscure the vision of the foes. While the mothim hitched itself to the trainer and the small muk oozed itself to the skin. Flying low and quickly the mothim would show strength as it dragged the trainer outside. A screech would be heard, one that came from Aerodactyle, a pokemon that was not here previously, the grunt would be secured by the fossil pokemon and the mothim would fly beside it. The balloon located high in the sky would float gently, balloon may be to loose a word but a blimp it was. The mission had been a success, the pokemon centre now contained no pokeballs. The pokemon had been stolen. What would happen now?

(I'm introducing Kire's adoptive Pokemon to keep him invested into the plot, if you want things done differently, just let me know and I'll be happy to edit ;3)


Kire's jaw clenched as the room suddenly filled with a noxious, purple gas that obscured almost everything. His eyes were forced shut by his own reaction, and a wreaking cough forced its way out of his throat. He fumbled for Thresh and Sinistra's Pokeballs and returned the two, not too keen on having them feel any ill effects of the Grunt's escape plan. His irritation was clear: fleeing was the Grunt's best move, but it left him and his Pokemon deprived of precious experience... and there was the theft, he figured that was important as well. As he shook the jacket off of his shoulders and held it against his face in order to chase out at least some of the toxic fumes, he remembered that he wasn't quite alone in the room. Recalling his Pokemon kept them from any harm, but there was still the nurse. His jacket muffled his sigh.

"You'd best head to the back room to see what damage has been done," he said, though his words were still obscured by his jacket, only slightly audible. He decided to speak instead of trying to make a fool of himself by fumbling along the Center and tripping over everything in an attempt to find her. She knew the Center much greater than he did, so she'd most likely be able to actually navigate the place. "Go call the authorities if you haven't already."

Kire himself already felt light headed and his mind screamed to get out of the place. The only way he knew for sure lead to the sliding door leading to the outside world, and he stumbled toward it, half walking-half jogging toward it. With one more cough forcing its way through his throat, he felt the cool touch of glass, though the gas seemed to have messed with the censor and caused it to not recognize a person who needed through. Instead, he slid his hand along the pane and found where they met, wrenching them apart and pushing the door enough to create a gap for both him and some of the gas to escape. As he made it through, he kept holding the door open enough to grab a decent sized rock and sticking it in the gap, forcing the doors to not quite close in order to help ventilate the building.

Once out things seemed not quite... right. Though the rain had stopped, there were still massive clouds in the sky, and yet, he was shadowed by something even obscuring the dimmed sun that usually filtered through the clouds. This brought his attention to the sky, and that's when he took in the blimp and truly realized the scale of the operation he had inadvertently meddled with. "Hm," he hummed in thought, "I can't help but marvel at the machine, perhaps I'll get my hands on one after I bore of being a Trainer." He couldn't sit and marvel for long, though, as he felt a tug at his pant-leg. Glancing down, he noticed quite a curious sight: a Pokemon very unfamiliar to him. It was round, looked to be a grass type. It too was looking toward the blimp, though its eyes burned with some sort of courageous determination. There didn't need to be words to tell what it wanted to say. Take me up there.

How humorous, Kire thought, it thinks I'm some sort of hero. Still, it was an intriguing yet risky notion, trying to play the hero. Thresh and Sinistra were still in meager health, and he couldn't quite gauge this new Pokemon's strengths. Nor could he quite comprehend how to get up into the blimp. "The reward must outweigh the risk," Kire murmured toward the Quilladin, "it's not quite a game worth playing if you know you've lost before you've begun. There's no way I can get up there, anyway. However," the thought suddenly presented itself, "though we have no power to do much now, I may in the future. So, you can play for the short-term and wait for another passers by or the authorities, or come along with me and beat them yourself." It was a logical offer, one that benefited both sides. Kire would gain a Pokemon, another tool in his arsenal, and there were great chances that he may not even see the Rockets again considering they were terrorists of a different region. His promise would not have to be met unless the rare chance of running into Team Rocket occurred again. Sure, now he'd actually have to take action against them even if the risk was too high for his liking, but he'd have room to work with. And he loved a challenge.

Quilladin considered his words for a moment, staring up at the analytic human before nodding his head and holding a white and red sphere toward the trainer. Seems the Pokemon had been already captured by someone before. For a moment, Kire was bewildered, but it did make sense. It wasn't a Pokemon native to Sinnoh. Perhaps it was coincidence for it to be so close to the Center at this time of need, or maybe the two were tied more deeply in with one another. There was no way of Kire knowing, nor any way of figuring it out. All he could do was accept the offer, taking the orb. Before he could return the Pokemon, Quilladin shook his head from side to side in a 'no'. He was still hesitant about Kire, and rightfully so.

The two continued to watch the blimp. As much as Kire would solidify his new agreement with Quilladin, unless some means of getting up to it presented themselves, the could do nothing but watch it fade away with the stolen Pokemon in tow... only time would tell which would be the case.

Thankfully, the nurse was un-harmed from the fall and even came too, the bad guys had escaped and with her thankful eyes she would dart to the back room, it had been completely raided and not a single pokemon had remained, many of those pokemon did not belong to trainers but were wild pokemon brought in by trainers. They were captured yes but upon healing were released back in to the wild due to the pokeballs release system. She would push the silent alarm to alert the officers whom would descend soon. Returning to her position and to the outside area the nurse would stare at her saviour. "Thank you, thank you so much for your help, i know you didn't have to help me but you did either way. Could you wait here?" the nurse would ask, "I have something to give you" she would say before vanishing back in to the centre.

She would return seconds later, a large smile upon her face, the wooden box in hand, she would then hand the box to the trainer. "When i was a young girl, i found this beautiful treasure, heard rumours about a pokemon who owned this item before hand. I could never discover if it was true so keeping it seems pointless now, perhaps you can found a use for it." she would say, upon opening the box a faint glow of moonlight lit up the object within, the glow of moonlight radiating from a single feather. "the lunar wing". From the distance sirens could be heard closing in quickly.