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guess technically could do with with supersonic to drown out trainer orders
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Hard Enough - Pokemon SI
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Voted best in category in the Users' Choice awards.
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I would hope that if Brock does meet Misty that he, at least somewhat, takes her under his wing in learning how to be a high tier trainer and gym leader so that eventually she can go to Cerulean and kick all three of her sisters butts (preferably at the same time) to light a fire under their asses. Those three had a serious problem in the anime and need a swift kick up the rear to either shape up or ship out.
Would that be an issue this time? The audit did light a fire under their assess, forcing the sisters to actually get their gym into shape. This might lower the pressure Misty feels about becoming a proper gym leader, or make her feel bad about not being able to help as much.
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Honestly it feels like they're just barely coping with help from everybody else. Frankly this might be even more embarrassing because it drags their incompetence out where everyone can see it. And you've even got Brock next door showing how much better you could be doing by contrast.
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Hmmm, you do have a point but I'm pretty sure they're still a little too focused on their shows rather than their responsibilities as Gym leaders and I do know how siblings can, and often do, act towards one another (i have two younger sisters who were almost always at one another's throats) but the triplets behavior in the big meeting was pretty bad even for those standards so IMO there's still problems so there's still a large need for them to fix said problems and going by their attitude they don't really have much motivation to fix them.
I got the impression that Forrest is subconsciously afraid to take responsibility for the Pokemon hall because of his parents' escape.
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@Oleg Shilov Quite likely but there's also the fact that Forrest is only 12 physically and mentally. He probably has grand dreams at that age that certainly don't involve being tied down to the Pewter gym. You've also gotta remember that Brock is a lot older mentally which gives him a certain perspective on things even if he himself would certainly not mind a bit of adventure to spice things up from his daily routine. All things said Forrest is clearly acting like a typical pre-teen boy that has zero idea on what he wants from life.
z moves always hit and crit though?
Not if they're never used.
Chapter 58 - Challenger, are you ready?!
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Uncomfortable with all the hugs he is given
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I tapped the board behind me and the kids all dutifully wrote down what I had projected onto it.
"As you can see, you need to account for your budget for things such as medicine in the field, food, tents, and more when you leave Pewter. For now, I know you have the tents that I gave you, but those need to be assembled correctly. I have a trainer available to lead an expedition for any that might have gotten rusty on setting up camp."
Dennis, who was standing to the side, straightened a little and nodded seriously to the kids. I gestured at him. "This is Dennis and for the next two days if you have any desire he can lead an expedition around Pewter and give you a little more of a safety net. He'll also practise with you, both here, and when you're out and about."
The kids looked a little relieved to hear this and I chuckled.
"Yeah I know a lot of this was covered for you last year in school, but the refreshers help. Especially now that you have pokemon to help you. Now with the busy work and announcements out of the way, let's talk about local pokemon and pokemon team compositions."
The kids sat, if possible, more upright, their pens poised.
"Alright, so the foundation of your team is always going to centre around the pokemon that you got as your starter. It, along with you, are the beating heart of the team. You should expect it to be your most powerful, or versatile, as it is the pokemon that will have the most experience. If this is not the case I will be shocked."
"Now at Pewter, we start with a pokemon that don't have any large risks such as if you started with a fire or electric type pokemon." I gestured around at the rattata, pidgey, geodude, nidoran—both male and female— and finally an aron that was happily nudging Humphrey in the leg for attention.
"Aron, come on buddy," Humphrey whispered as he rubbed along Aron's head.
I hummed. Everyone thought that Humphrey would have it better having been given a 'stronger' pokemon. The truth was that he'd need to also work harder to draw out that potential. It also would mean that he'd need longer to evolve his pokemon compared to someone like Mia with Silly Mouse. She could have her Raticate within a few weeks if she wanted to, and be ready to work on perfecting a style of fighting with him by the time the mid-circuit tournament came around. This would see her hopefully gaining momentum while others were playing the longer game.
"Now, if you are looking to create a team that will make things easier for you as you travel I would highly recommend getting yourself a flying type such as Pdigey or Spearow. Their final evolutions will not only allow flight, but they are also powerful pokemon in their own right with a versatile set of moves. But if you're looking for a comfort pokemon that will help around the camping area, and in the battling arena, then I think you need to go with the risky pokemon."
The kids tilted their heads.
I smiled at them. "I'm talking about a Fire type. Now if you think about it, the two easiest pokemon to catch in all of Kanto. Who are they?"
I waved a hand about and Mia shot her hand up. Silly Mouse glanced at her before copying her. I pointed at her. "Oh! OH! Oddish! Weedle! Caterpie! Goldeen! Zubat! And… and uhmmm oh… Pidgey?" she said while biting her lip.
I nodded. "That… was much more thorough than I was asking for, but you're correct. Ten points to Silly Mouse House," I said, feeling rather ridiculous myself.
Humphrey raised a tentative hand. "I thought Magikarp was the easiest to capture?"
I pointed at him. "Point to the Aron trainer, you're correct. However in the context of you having to face such a trainer, then unless they've put in an obscene amount of training, the Magikarp is sadly not going to have the strength. Its evolution is what makes it amazing but you need to really dig deep or fulfill a real niche emotional sweet spot depending on that specific Magikarp's temperament. If someone throws out a Magikarp and you keep your guard up for a trick then you should walk out of that fight with an easy win."
I then grabbed a black pen and wrote in huge letters.
NEVER TOY WITH IT!
I then underlined it. "I want all of you if you only take one thing from this lesson today? Never, Ever, Ever! Spend time smacking around a Magikarp, and lording it over the trainer for their pathetic choice. That is one of the best methods that people using Magikarp have to get an evolution from them and for you to suddenly face a fish that just leapt from a puddle to an ocean in terms of strength."
I underlined it again and then spent a moment locking eyes with every child in the room.
"I get stories about this every year, and I have to say, the trainers that force this? Well, they had it coming. There is no better irony than having that happen. If you see it happen back up and watch from a safe distance of roughly fifty metres and stick around in case the newly evolved pokemon can't be controlled by its trainer. If that is the case you might need to help them or get that trainer out of there."
The kids all swallowed tightly at that. I smiled at them.
"But, I was talking about Fire types. And what do we not want a fire Fire type to face?" I said leadingly.
"Water types!" chorused the group. I nodded, pleased. I gave out booklets to everyone who participated in the tournament, but some people thought they were too good to read the matchup list.
"Good! Now obviously, fire types need to be monitored in places such as forests, grasslands, and caves if they're using their fires. Pokemon like Ponyta and Charmander will always have a fire on them, so be aware of this. High-emotion states will result in the occasional spray of fire. For all of you, the perfect pokemon to get yourselves if you find them, is a Growlithe or a Vulpix."
I clicked the projector and began to extol the virtues of the pokemon. Both of them were easy to train and had the potential for strong fire moves with other skills. This made them high value to people that I taught as they came with minimal risk but high growth potential.
One of the girls raised her hands. "If… If I don't want to go for a gym circuit what should I do?"
I nodded at her. "Good question, and I'm glad you're thinking about that sort of thing. If you haven't thought about it, this year is pretty much entirely about considering what you want to do. No one will demand anything of you."
I raised a finger. "However! This is also a good time to open some doors and experience some new things. I would recommend trying to at least get four badges; that way, you'll have had a good trip around Kanto. Also, this will look good to any prospective employers looking to hire you."
"Also," I waved a hand around. "You get to spend it with other people that are in the same boat as you! The bonds you form on your journey with people and pokemon can last a lifetime!"
Humphrey raised his hand. "What if we do want to go for the end-of-year circuit?" This had more of the room perking up.
I chuckled at the greater show of interest before replying, "Well, find a way to train yourself and your pokemon as much as you can. Do it in the wild and against other trainers. You'll need as much experience as you can because there are going to be people that have had their starters for longer. However! With your minds and dedication, you can overcome this! The circuit lasts nine months and for some people, that's going to be a whole new lifetime."
Humphrey coughed sheepishly and ducked into himself. "Oh thanks! But I meant… what pokemon should we catch?"
I shook my head. "That's not for me to tell you. I will caution against trying to just get a perfect team with a 'pokemon for every situation and type match up'. That doesn't work out as well thanks to being able to swap out pokemon or having an initial bad call. Create a team that you can work with and identify your strengths and your weaknesses. When you start getting more than four pokemon I will be in discussion with all of you to help you specifically identify what your team has and lacks."
The kids shared smiles at that. I heard the boy with the Nidoran outline how he'd get a pikachu first, then a growlithe, before getting an Exeggcute before he broke into mumbles on pokemon and moves to create a great team. I coughed to refocus the kids.
"Alright! That is it for the talk today. Remember that we're going to have another two of these, and then I have you all locked in for a match with me in two weeks." I grinned evilly as the kids swallowed.
"I'm putting you under the pump here, but if you're not up for it then just swing by and tell the receptionist. A deadline will just help keep things in perspective." These kids obviously didn't know what to make of this, so I just waved them off.
"Remember that Dennis is available for anyone wanting to go on an expedition to brush up on their camping skills. Otherwise, make good use of the battlecourts out in front of the gym."
Mia tapped one of the girls with a Geodude on the shoulder, and they both got a look as they locked eyes. I chuckled and stuck around to answer some simple questions while avoiding the one boy's request to help him create the perfect team for his journey.
Eventually, I was done with the morning session. I was walking to my office when I was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. Janine smiled at me with a hint of pride shining through.
I blinked at her in surprise. "Oh…"
She stared at me and a small frown marred her aura of smugness. "Oh?"
"I just… well, I had been expecting a message for when you were coming around but this…" This made so much more sense. What had I been expecting? Koga to call and set up the date and time and have a drop-off with his daughter. I really should have known better.
"You're not surprised to see me? You… Your response to this is rather sub-optimal. Where is your flinch response?" she said with a scowl.
I scratched the back of my head. "I think it got conditioned out of me?"
Janine stared harder at me. "Hmmm, I see I have my work cut out for me then," she said with a sigh.
I grunted noncommittally. "Hnnn, say how long have you been around?"
"Since you have been advocating Growlithe. That is a suboptimal pokemon. They should catch themselves a pokemon like an Oddish. They are easier to care for and some of their spore moves can be used as fire starters."
I considered her for a moment. "Eh, that's not something I knew. Maybe I could get you to hold a lecture in future?"
She tilted her head. "But you are supposed to be teaching me?"
"Sometimes you learn best from teaching others," I said sagely. Then I shrugged. "Anyway, I can't know everything, some things certainly, but I think your father merely wanted me to show you a different way of doing things." I looked her over and noted a large carry satchel that was hanging over one shoulder.
"Got everything you'll need there?"
"Indeed! I am ready to camp out!"
I shook my head and checked my watch. "Hmmm I can't give you the tour straight away as I have a match against an Ace trainer for some Championship points, so stick around for that. Then let's do a tour."
"You're holding matches already?" Janine said as I walked towards the arena.
"Oh yeah, we start taking all challengers from day two of the circuit starting up. Does Koga not do that?"
Janine shook her head. "There is a week blocked out where Koga spends it on this circuit's apprentice. He will be doubly sure to train this one better!" She shot me a look as though I had said I would doubt that.
Then I recalled that Celia had in fact knocked out Koga's sponsored trainer in the group stages to advance. "Ah, well, you just saw my gym's selections this year."
"You're taking six of them?" she said, glancing back. "That seems ambitious."
"I want to give more to the community. If I had my way it'd be way more than that." I pointed to a set of stairs that would lead us up the back to the trainer area overlooking the arena. "Right, hang tight up here. If you want a drink, feel free to take something from the fridge. Bathroom is through that door. I'll have a break after this."
I stepped to the edge of the trainer area that was sectioned off with a low-rising wall that looked like stone on one side but sported a simple railing that you could pull a chair up to if you wanted to watch the fights going on below.
I toggled a microphone to a private channel. "Alright Missy check if we have the challenger yet?"
"Roger Brock! Challenger Himiko Hess is ready. We're just getting through a few spectators, and then I'll ask Rachel to do the introductions."
"Roger," I said as I began to toy with the pokeballs on my belt. With this being an Ace trainer match I wasn't restricted to just pokemon that represented the Gym. I had the option of other pokemon as well.
When the time came, Rachel ran out. Her pink hair acted like a banner to draw people's attention while a jacket that was way too big trailed after her with the gym's symbol proudly on display. Instead of stopping to hype up the crowd, she did a half-hop into a flip. She spun once in the air and then landed in a perfect gymnast finishing pose. She grinned as the crowd cheered.
She must have had her microphone set for the gym trainer group, as I heard her whispering to herself under her breath. "Hell yeah, those Trixie sessions paid off! Go me!"
I snorted. "Change to the gym-wide broadcast before you start talking Rachel," I said helpfully.
Rachel flushed red enough that I could see her from where I was standing before regaining her composure admirably. Her hand dipped to the radio at her side as she did just that. She held her huge smile though as she waved to the crowd.
"Hello! Hello! People of Pewter! Welcome one and all! Today we have a truly spectacular battle awaiting us with the first Ace challenge of the circuit! The contender, a trainer that has been a hot topic for quite a while and is known for their fiery personality! Give it up for Himiko from Kasado City!"
A tall willowy woman swept into the gym and glanced around at the crowd as she sped down the stairs to her podium. Her dark black hair hung over each shoulder and hugged her body before being tied off behind her back in a strange style. Perhaps it was something cultural?
Rachel swept her arm towards me. "AND NOW PEOPLE OF PEWTER! TO FACE THE CHALLENGER FOR AN ACE BATTLE WITH POINTS ON THE LINE! GIVE IT UP FOR YOUR GYM LEADER! BROCK!"
Lights slammed on and from long practise I avoided looking up and blinding myself. I held my pose and let my eyes adjust before marching down the stairs.
Rachel made a sign and from the speakers music that was oh so close to Queen's famous we will rock you began to belt out.
"PEWTER GYM ARE YOU READY!? WE, WILL, BROCK YOU!"
I almost stumbled at that. I had to bite my lips to not burst out into laughter at the horrible flub as she tried to lead a 'Brock you!' chant that really didn't have the backing it should.
When I neared her I shot her a small shake of the head. She gave me a confused look, but I waved her away. I'd talk with how… cringe I felt that chant was later.
When I reached my own podium I crossed my arms. "Welcome Himiko. As this is an Ace challenge, depending on your placing on the Ace board you will win a different amount of points. I will remind you that I am not restricted to only Rock or rock-themed pokemon."
"Rock themed?" Himiko muttered under her breath, then she shook her head. "I understand and am prepared!"
"Very well!" I said. I looked to the side and found Rocko already standing ready as the referee. Forrest had tried to argue with me over fulfilling the position, but with it being in the middle of the morning I had instead sent him off to school with his friends. He'd have plenty of time to sit in and watch me fight more experienced trainers than the norm as that was one area that we expected a lot more challengers from for the year.
Rocko went through the usual ritual of checking that we were both ready before dropping his flags. "Begin!"
"Go Medicham!" "Go Zephyr!"
On the field a Medicham and my Noctowl appeared. Himiko blanched at the pokemon and I could hear her cursing the poor first match up.
"Medicham return!" she said as her opening move.
I grinned, "Calm Mind!" Zephyr's eyes glowed and his head twitched in a rather creepy manner. With Himiko pulling out her first pokemon she had given me a free set-up move which she was already cursing herself for, but to be fair, it might be the best move available to her.
"Go Raichu!" she said, tossing out another pokeball. I whistled as the orange electric mouse appeared and began sparking instantly.
"Rai!" growled the little mouse.
I grinned at it, more than ready for this match up. Just as Shin had his own methods of dealing with Electric pokemon I hadn't skipped Zephyr's lead-up to the circuit.
"Attack it with Steel Wing!"
"Raichu use Thunderbolt!" Himiko ordered.
My pokemon swept forward from his low position as Raichu lit him up. The Calm Mind became useful straight away as the attack didn't do anywhere near as much damage as it should, much to Himiko and the crowd's apparent confusion. Then Raichu suddenly had a faceful of angry owl. The wings swept in and slammed it away before stabbing into the ground and earthing any charge that was still coursing through him.
"Raichu up! While he's grounded use Quick Attack!"
I watched carefully and let Noctowl remain where he was. Without my order Noctowl stayed still. This hold served to let all of the electricity be ground out as well as giving Himiko an apparent weakness to exploit.
Only it wasn't a weakness. "Hypnosis," I said firmly. Noctowl snapped his head to the side and locked onto Raichu.
Instead of charging into the Hypnosis, Himiko swept her arm to the side. "Circle around to take it from the back!" she said.
I chuckled as instead of being caught out, Zephyr's head twisted around as only an owl could. By the time he reached two hundred and seventy degrees of rotation, the Raichu had notably slowed before collapsing into sleep just shy of a full rotation.
"Tch!" she raised a pokeball and withdrew her pokemon. Her next pokemon was quickly tossed out to reveal a Ninetales that had everyone in the crowd oohhing in appreciation. I chuckled and raised up my own pokeball.
"Return for now Zephyr!" I said as I pulled him out.
A few people in the crowd made noises of surprise only for their neighbours to helpfully remind them that as an Ace challenge, I was not restricted in withdrawing or the tactics I could use.
"Go Sanchez!" I said.
That got the crowd on their feet as the pokemon that had the most toy sales of the gym took to the stage. He waved expansively like the great hammy actor that he was.
Himiko was not willing to play to that script though as she stabbed her hand forward. "Attract!"
I groaned as Ninetales sashayed and flicked her tails in a 'come hither' manner. Having just withdrawn a pokemon I had to either endure or pull a move off myself.
"Sanchez show off for her! Rock Polish!" Sanchez obviously thought that was a great idea as he began rubbing at his body quickly to get it to shine.
Himiko sniffed. "Show this suitor he's not worthy! Fire Blast!" she said. From Ninetales's maw, an inferno shot forth straight at Sanchez in the shape of a fire symbol.
I punched forward and roared my own command, "Show her your passion by blasting it apart like a stylish man!"
"GO! GO! GOLEM!" said Sanchez as he lit up and blew apart the oncoming attack causing lightning and fire to clash and explode in a firework. Sparks and embers flittered down and I grinned. I'd picked that use for Thunder from watching a contest.
As the firework cleared, I caught Himiko scowling at me. I looked down to Sanchez. "Still like her, Sanchez?" I asked.
Sanchez dropped to one knee. "Go! Go! Lem Lem go!" he said like one would recite poetry.
"Riiiight, alright boy, take a break she's not that into you," I said as I returned him before Himiko could push her next move.
"So, Attract?" I said. Himiko grinned at me.
"Most boys like having male pokemon!" She shrugged and gestured with her arm. "I merely make use of that weakness!"
I grinned as I selected my own female pokemon. "Go Bertha!"
Bertha landed and snorted as she locked eyes with the Ninetales. She was clearly unimpressed with what she was seeing.
Himiko growled and glanced at the sideboard where her withdrawals were listed.
At the Ace level to stop it from just becoming who could switch out pokemon to find the best match up there was a limitation on the number of withdrawals that you could use. Moves such as Roar, Baton Pass, and others that enacted changes, were not counted towards this limit but it was rare to see them used. I could tell from Himiko's expression, she apparently didn't have a pokemon that knew any and with how I was pressuring her she needed to be wiser with her substitutions.
Also, anyone who'd seen Bertha fight Lance knew that you couldn't give her time to build up in any way shape or form.
"Tch! Use Psychic!" she said, deciding to try her hand against Bertha with her Ninetales.
"Earthquake!" I said to show her the error of her ways.
Psychic energy built up and slammed into Bertha, but she barely flinched as she stomped and caused the ground to buckle underneath her.
Ninetales was thrown up, and when she hit the ground, she landed awkwardly only to be tossed up again as the shaking continued. When she landed the second time she did so with a limp thud that indicated she was out cold.
"Bertha! Stop!" I ordered not wanting to ragdoll throw a limp pokemon and potentially injure them. Bertha stopped, allowing Himiko to quickly recall her pokemon out of danger.
I swallowed and watched as Himiko checked her pokeball for any warning lights that indicated the pokemon that was within was injured. She relaxed, and a collective sigh of relief was released by everyone in the room. I shot her a chagrined smile.
"Sorry for the scare!" I said.
She merely nodded and selected her next pokeball with a determined glare. "Go Medicham!" And once more the fight was back on.
I grinned. "Stone Edge!"
The crowd roared their approval at the move, having watched it be used to great effect against Lance. Huge slabs of stone shot forward at Medicham.
"Medicham! Use Detect and weave your way through the attacks!"
I grinned, amused at her method of closing the gap. Ah? So you needed to come closer? By all means then. I thought as I watched the pokemon gracefully dance her way through the attacks. When she got close I smiled.
"Earthquake!" I shouted. Bertha once more stomped her foot down.
"High Jump Kick!" Himiko responded quickly enough and her pokemon leapt high with her pokemon soaring with its leg raised in preparation.
"Dig!" I ordered as fast as I could. Bertha pulled a hard twist from her planted foot and threw herself into the ground, causing it to be ripped open as she created a giant hole.
"Medi!" cried the Medicham as it suddenly came down with no pokemon to dampen the blow. It cratered the ground where it landed but grimaced in pain. I exhaled in relief. Whew, I definitely hadn't wanted to take that hit. Medicham hopped back from where it impacted only to fall to the ground.
Himiko raised a pokeball to use her next withdrawal option, only for Bertha to emerge in all her glory and smash into Medicham from the side. Medicham went flying into a wall and just like that, two of Himiko's pokemon were down for the fight.
"Urgh!" she said, pulling her pokemon out for good as Rocko signaled the knockout.
The crowd cheered, and Bertha grinned before rolling her shoulders and getting ready for the next match.
"Go Blastoise!" she said as a signature giant blue turtle took to the stage.
I chuckled. She obviously thought she had a good match up here.
"Earthquake," I said to start things off.
"Surf!" said Himiko. From behind Blastoise a huge wave rose and bore him skyward where he grinned at Bertha as she stood with her foot planted once more. This time she wouldn't be able to dodge with a well timed Dig as I could see the wave was deep. I just shook my head. They'd obviously forgotten the other move that Bertha had used to great effect.
"Ice Beam the wave," I said. Bertha blasted a beam of blue energy that froze whatever it touched.
Himiko tossed her head slightly. "Blastoise, don't worry! You're resistant to it! Push through!"
I chuckled as Blaistise tried to do just that, only to find himself overextended and toppling from the wave. "Blas!" he shouted. I watched him fall and waited for the next order. There would be a window here… I just needed to have Bertha ready for it.
"Blastoise withdraw into your shell!" Himiko ordered before her pokemon could slam into the ground. He tucked his legs, head and water cannons in and slammed into the ground causing a great wave to blow outwards.
"Move in, Bertha!" I said.
From the dust a large form rose up only for another to charge straight up to it. "Finish it!" I said suddenly, and just as the dust dispersed the crowd were treated to the sight of my pokemon in close range with one arm cocked back just as Blaistosie was fully standing.
The Blastoise spotted Bertha just as she smirked.
Her arm spun up and launched forward to impact into Blastoise. Then he twisted as though a giant hand had grabbed him and started him on a cartwheel only instead of rolling to the side he was blasted backwards while spinning around. He slammed into the wall and was knocked out signaling the third pokemon down for the count.
Himiko stared. "Darkrai… what did I sign myself up for?" she said quietly enough that I doubted the crowd would have heard her. I merely grinned at her.
She must have thought she could come in here and stomp me like others had when they came for their first badge. It always amused me when people had a mental disconnect between my first badge team and my Ace/Elite team. It also surprised me that my showing against Lance hadn't made her more cautious coming into this match.
"Go Cloyster!" she said for her next pokemon. I nodded. A good pokemon to use in this situation and she obviously had a number of her pokemon 'ready' for me. She just wasn't ready for the actual divide in strength my pokemon had over hers.
I whistled and raised a Pokeball straight away without a hint of shame. "Return Bertha, and let's go Sanchez! Redemption time!"
With the quick return of pokemon, I was still at risk but obviously in a much better position with an electric pokemon on the field against her Cloyster. Sanchez looked around hopefully before making an 'oh shit!' face. He knocked himself on the side of the head and laughed before adopting a much more serious pose against his new opponent.
Himiko growled and swept her arm forward to resume the match. I grinned as I set to work dismantling the rest of her team.
When she only had her Raichu left she made a sign to forfeit instead of sending them out. I nodded and Rocko raised the flag in my direction. "Gym Leader Brock is the victor!"
"Brock!" "Pewter city!" Brock you!" cheered the people that made up the crowd. At that last chant, my burgeoning smile became forced. I really hoped to nip that 'Brock you' chant in the bud. I mentally made a note to correct it with Rachel and give her a few lyrics from what I could remember.
Coming into a gym match with the crowd chanting 'we will Brock you'? Yeah no. That was way too much cringe.
I marched across the arena and shook hands with Himiko. "Hey thanks for the match! Good luck this season."
She sighed and nodded. "Yeah, thanks… I think this will serve as a good wake up for me… Urgh I'm going to lose a few points for this."
I hummed. "Oh? You were higher on the list than me?"
She shot me a bemused look. "You didn't check my ranking?"
I shrugged. "I don't really keep track of it. I get a few Ace Challengers each year, so I know I'm on the board in the… five hundred range?" I said sceptically. "Again, it isn't what I focus on. I have a gym to run and young trainers to test. The Ace battles are mostly fun for me."
", he says," she muttered under her breath. She shook her head. "Well, I was four hundred and fiftieth on the chart… I think with this loss I will be dropping a good number of spots."
I hummed. "So that will net me… six Ace tournament points?" I said carefully. I wasn't sure of the exact mechanic. You could win more points for taking part in Battleclub tournaments and from beating trainers higher than you but after about a hundred places difference there was no worth in challenging a trainer as you only got one point for a victory. Most people looking to soar up the ranks had to either pony up a lot of money to make it worth a higher-ranked trainer's time or meet them in a tournament and beat them there.
Fighting and winning against a Gym leader added a small addition to the points you could earn but you only got one shot at it each circuit period. When I first started out I lost a few matches but my wins versus losses ratio was very strong these days. It would be further tested with the upcoming circuit.
"—you'll get seven points, all things considered," Himiko said, making me tune back in. I nodded as though I had been paying attention to her and not lost in my thoughts.
"Hmmm, that's nice. Hey out of curiosity, your Raichu. It knew Iron Tail right?"
Himiko blinked at me. "It did not, as a matter of fact."
I hummed. "Might be a good move to look into for him for fighting rock and ground type pokemon. I think you need more moves that defy expectations of type match-ups ready."
She blinked at me. "Oh, thank you?" she said tilting her head.
I chuckled and waved my hand back and forth "Sorry! Force of habit."
I turned and gestured to the camera that Battlecast had. "I'd keep an eye out for tonight's broadcast. I think we might have been live locally, but there will also be a run down later tonight."
Himiko perked up before wilting. "Oh… my first Battlecast appearance is a defeat."
I shrugged at her, "It's still something." I led her off the arena floor and returned to the trainer area. Thankfully I didn't have any other trainers booked in so far. I quickly checked my transceiver for the schedule and relaxed when that was still the case.
I walked back up the stairs to the trainer area. A number of fans approached and spoke to me for a while before I eventually broke off. I tapped Rachel on the shoulder and gestured to the side for a quick chat.
"Hey, so I think in future maybe stick with we will, we will, rock you? Brock you is…" I coughed and shook my head. "A bit on the nose…"
Rachel squirmed. "Sorry! I was working on this to surprise you, but I should have tried it out earlier."
I chuckled. "Just try a stomp, stomp, clap next time?" I then looked at Himiko, who was talking with a few people from the crowd. "It seemed to have gotten her off balance anyway, so there's that going for it. But let's try and get rid of that for now, yeah?" I patted Rachel on the shoulder and moved back to the trainer-only area.
Leaning on the dividing wall Janine watched me with an inscrutable expression.
"So? First match! What do you think?" I said, happy that I got to put on a good show for everyone.
"Your gym…" she eyed the crowd of people milling about with some talking with Rachel who was rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. Everyone had smiles and there was a lot of laughter. I spotted that Himiko had gotten dragged in front of the camera by a reporter and she was being interviewed. "It is very different than the Fuchsia gym."
"It's so lively, and… modern. Everything is a big show but the fights are still well done…" She eyed me. "That use of Thunder? How did you know Sanchez would accept the attack order? Usually, besotted pokemon refuse to even potentially harm the target of their affections."
I smiled. "It's all about knowing how your pokemon reacts to certain things like that. Sanchez likes showing off, so as long as I make it so that he is doing that for his new 'love' then he will follow the order. It's all about how the order is given."
I waved a hand toward the back door. "Come on, let's give you that tour." I led her through the gym and introduced her to Rocko and Dennis. Rocko happily took the rest of the afternoon off and when I found him sprawled out on the couch in the common area, I wasn't surprised to find him playing on his game console.
Janine gave him a disapproving look that he ignored.
I opened a room halfway down the hall and gestured inside. "So! This room will be yours to treat as you like. It has an attached ensuite for privacy. Sometimes I rent these out for trainers that want to work with us as part of the package or people that are looking to stay the night when the Pokecenter is full."
A door opened behind me and I turned to find Daniel and his wife staring at me and Janine. Daniel was in fact openly gaping.
Janine offered them a bow. "Hello I am Janine from Fuchsia! I have the honour of attending your gym for the next few months to learn your ways. It is a pleasure to meet you!"
I hummed. She'd been just as formal when meeting Dennis, but she'd been notably more distant with Rocko. So she had meant that as a snub then?
Daniel sketched his own bow. "Ah! I'm uhm, Daniel and this is… my wife! Yes! My wife!"
"Helen!" said the woman as she continued to stare at Janine.
I gave Janine a look over, Helen and Daniel must be weirded out by her ninja attire. "I think we're going to have to get you a change of wardrobe. The ninja look… might not be so smart for Pewter…"
When she frowned at me I raised my hands. "Or do your own thing. I don't mind. I just think that some of your clothing choices might see you… freezing your toes and fingers off. This isn't Fuchsia after all."
She relaxed at that. "Ah, I understand… I will consider changing my attire."
She stepped into the room and deposited her satchel. "There. I am unpacked."
"Cool well, I'll show you the back of the gym where you can let your pokemon roam. That's where we will do most of our training. I happen to do it in the morning with my pokemon so if you'd like to join me by all means. It's not a requirement though."
Janine looked mildly scandalised by this. "Trainers should join the Gym Leader in training!" she said with a firm stomp of her foot.
I shrugged. "We're more relaxed here." I began to lead her out.
"Oh Daniel, throw me that report on your tour around Pewter later alright?" I said over my shoulder. When we stepped out into the common area once more Janine stiffened.
"Professor Oak!?" she said in surprise.
Oak spared her a glance only for a clobbering noise to herald his character being hurled off screen. "Tch! Cheap move Rocko!" he said cuttingly.
Rocko merely smiled and patted his Gloom. "All's fair in video games, Sammy my bro!" he said with a dazed tone.
"Pro… Professor Oak?" Janine said again weakly. This time Oak ignored her as he squinted and furiously began to mash buttons.
I tapped Janine on the shoulder. "Hey, just to get ahead of you. Yes, that is Samuel Oak. He likes to come around to.. Well he tells his granddaughter he's checking in on the breeding program and his assistant he left here, but he mostly comes to hang out with Rocko, me, or Salvadore to play games."
Janine rocked back as though I'd just struck her. "Huh?! How does that…" She held a hand to her head. "I think I must request that we pause the tour here for now… I am… I feel unwell."
"Oh, uhm, sure thing," I said, leading her back to her room where she promptly sat on the bed. "I'll come check up on you in a bit yeah?" She nodded, her eyes staring fixedly at the wall.
I then walked back out. Rocko smiled and raised the third controller. I grinned and accepted it. As we were selecting the battlefield I checked my schedule and paused.
"Your Grandson is booked in," I said aloud.
Samuel grinned. "Wonderful! I'll hide in the crowd and watch on!"
"Why do that?" I asked, slamming his character off the screen.
He clicked his tongue. "Kids these days don't want their Gramps hanging around looking lame." He looked a bit sad by that.
"Maybe he's just saying that?" I said reasonably. "Cheer for him anyway." I grinned as Oak considered that for a moment. Rocko and I focussed on each other and left him be until he tried to sneak attack us. I relaxed fully, more than ready to enjoy the next hour or so.
Janine poked her head out and seemed more startled to find me playing along with Rocko and Oak without a care. I barely won the few games I played.
I was honestly more caught up in the thought of having Gary Oak turn up.
He'd be first…
A.N. Special thanks goes to my patreons for their support!
Special thanks goes to Raikor, Ab9999, Kurlinni, and Elnoorz for betaing and editing this chapter
"As you can see, you need to account for your budget for things such as medicine in the field, food, tents, and more when you leave Pewter. For now, I know you have the tents that I gave you, but those need to be assembled correctly. I have a trainer available to lead an expedition for any that might have gotten rusty on setting up camp."
Dennis, who was standing to the side, straightened a little and nodded seriously to the kids. I gestured at him. "This is Dennis and for the next two days if you have any desire he can lead an expedition around Pewter and give you a little more of a safety net. He'll also practise with you, both here, and when you're out and about."
The kids looked a little relieved to hear this and I chuckled.
"Yeah I know a lot of this was covered for you last year in school, but the refreshers help. Especially now that you have pokemon to help you. Now with the busy work and announcements out of the way, let's talk about local pokemon and pokemon team compositions."
The kids sat, if possible, more upright, their pens poised.
"Alright, so the foundation of your team is always going to centre around the pokemon that you got as your starter. It, along with you, are the beating heart of the team. You should expect it to be your most powerful, or versatile, as it is the pokemon that will have the most experience. If this is not the case I will be shocked."
"Now at Pewter, we start with a pokemon that don't have any large risks such as if you started with a fire or electric type pokemon." I gestured around at the rattata, pidgey, geodude, nidoran—both male and female— and finally an aron that was happily nudging Humphrey in the leg for attention.
"Aron, come on buddy," Humphrey whispered as he rubbed along Aron's head.
I hummed. Everyone thought that Humphrey would have it better having been given a 'stronger' pokemon. The truth was that he'd need to also work harder to draw out that potential. It also would mean that he'd need longer to evolve his pokemon compared to someone like Mia with Silly Mouse. She could have her Raticate within a few weeks if she wanted to, and be ready to work on perfecting a style of fighting with him by the time the mid-circuit tournament came around. This would see her hopefully gaining momentum while others were playing the longer game.
"Now, if you are looking to create a team that will make things easier for you as you travel I would highly recommend getting yourself a flying type such as Pdigey or Spearow. Their final evolutions will not only allow flight, but they are also powerful pokemon in their own right with a versatile set of moves. But if you're looking for a comfort pokemon that will help around the camping area, and in the battling arena, then I think you need to go with the risky pokemon."
The kids tilted their heads.
I smiled at them. "I'm talking about a Fire type. Now if you think about it, the two easiest pokemon to catch in all of Kanto. Who are they?"
I waved a hand about and Mia shot her hand up. Silly Mouse glanced at her before copying her. I pointed at her. "Oh! OH! Oddish! Weedle! Caterpie! Goldeen! Zubat! And… and uhmmm oh… Pidgey?" she said while biting her lip.
I nodded. "That… was much more thorough than I was asking for, but you're correct. Ten points to Silly Mouse House," I said, feeling rather ridiculous myself.
Humphrey raised a tentative hand. "I thought Magikarp was the easiest to capture?"
I pointed at him. "Point to the Aron trainer, you're correct. However in the context of you having to face such a trainer, then unless they've put in an obscene amount of training, the Magikarp is sadly not going to have the strength. Its evolution is what makes it amazing but you need to really dig deep or fulfill a real niche emotional sweet spot depending on that specific Magikarp's temperament. If someone throws out a Magikarp and you keep your guard up for a trick then you should walk out of that fight with an easy win."
I then grabbed a black pen and wrote in huge letters.
NEVER TOY WITH IT!
I then underlined it. "I want all of you if you only take one thing from this lesson today? Never, Ever, Ever! Spend time smacking around a Magikarp, and lording it over the trainer for their pathetic choice. That is one of the best methods that people using Magikarp have to get an evolution from them and for you to suddenly face a fish that just leapt from a puddle to an ocean in terms of strength."
I underlined it again and then spent a moment locking eyes with every child in the room.
"I get stories about this every year, and I have to say, the trainers that force this? Well, they had it coming. There is no better irony than having that happen. If you see it happen back up and watch from a safe distance of roughly fifty metres and stick around in case the newly evolved pokemon can't be controlled by its trainer. If that is the case you might need to help them or get that trainer out of there."
The kids all swallowed tightly at that. I smiled at them.
"But, I was talking about Fire types. And what do we not want a fire Fire type to face?" I said leadingly.
"Water types!" chorused the group. I nodded, pleased. I gave out booklets to everyone who participated in the tournament, but some people thought they were too good to read the matchup list.
"Good! Now obviously, fire types need to be monitored in places such as forests, grasslands, and caves if they're using their fires. Pokemon like Ponyta and Charmander will always have a fire on them, so be aware of this. High-emotion states will result in the occasional spray of fire. For all of you, the perfect pokemon to get yourselves if you find them, is a Growlithe or a Vulpix."
I clicked the projector and began to extol the virtues of the pokemon. Both of them were easy to train and had the potential for strong fire moves with other skills. This made them high value to people that I taught as they came with minimal risk but high growth potential.
One of the girls raised her hands. "If… If I don't want to go for a gym circuit what should I do?"
I nodded at her. "Good question, and I'm glad you're thinking about that sort of thing. If you haven't thought about it, this year is pretty much entirely about considering what you want to do. No one will demand anything of you."
I raised a finger. "However! This is also a good time to open some doors and experience some new things. I would recommend trying to at least get four badges; that way, you'll have had a good trip around Kanto. Also, this will look good to any prospective employers looking to hire you."
"Also," I waved a hand around. "You get to spend it with other people that are in the same boat as you! The bonds you form on your journey with people and pokemon can last a lifetime!"
Humphrey raised his hand. "What if we do want to go for the end-of-year circuit?" This had more of the room perking up.
I chuckled at the greater show of interest before replying, "Well, find a way to train yourself and your pokemon as much as you can. Do it in the wild and against other trainers. You'll need as much experience as you can because there are going to be people that have had their starters for longer. However! With your minds and dedication, you can overcome this! The circuit lasts nine months and for some people, that's going to be a whole new lifetime."
Humphrey coughed sheepishly and ducked into himself. "Oh thanks! But I meant… what pokemon should we catch?"
I shook my head. "That's not for me to tell you. I will caution against trying to just get a perfect team with a 'pokemon for every situation and type match up'. That doesn't work out as well thanks to being able to swap out pokemon or having an initial bad call. Create a team that you can work with and identify your strengths and your weaknesses. When you start getting more than four pokemon I will be in discussion with all of you to help you specifically identify what your team has and lacks."
The kids shared smiles at that. I heard the boy with the Nidoran outline how he'd get a pikachu first, then a growlithe, before getting an Exeggcute before he broke into mumbles on pokemon and moves to create a great team. I coughed to refocus the kids.
"Alright! That is it for the talk today. Remember that we're going to have another two of these, and then I have you all locked in for a match with me in two weeks." I grinned evilly as the kids swallowed.
"I'm putting you under the pump here, but if you're not up for it then just swing by and tell the receptionist. A deadline will just help keep things in perspective." These kids obviously didn't know what to make of this, so I just waved them off.
"Remember that Dennis is available for anyone wanting to go on an expedition to brush up on their camping skills. Otherwise, make good use of the battlecourts out in front of the gym."
Mia tapped one of the girls with a Geodude on the shoulder, and they both got a look as they locked eyes. I chuckled and stuck around to answer some simple questions while avoiding the one boy's request to help him create the perfect team for his journey.
Eventually, I was done with the morning session. I was walking to my office when I was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. Janine smiled at me with a hint of pride shining through.
I blinked at her in surprise. "Oh…"
She stared at me and a small frown marred her aura of smugness. "Oh?"
"I just… well, I had been expecting a message for when you were coming around but this…" This made so much more sense. What had I been expecting? Koga to call and set up the date and time and have a drop-off with his daughter. I really should have known better.
"You're not surprised to see me? You… Your response to this is rather sub-optimal. Where is your flinch response?" she said with a scowl.
I scratched the back of my head. "I think it got conditioned out of me?"
Janine stared harder at me. "Hmmm, I see I have my work cut out for me then," she said with a sigh.
I grunted noncommittally. "Hnnn, say how long have you been around?"
"Since you have been advocating Growlithe. That is a suboptimal pokemon. They should catch themselves a pokemon like an Oddish. They are easier to care for and some of their spore moves can be used as fire starters."
I considered her for a moment. "Eh, that's not something I knew. Maybe I could get you to hold a lecture in future?"
She tilted her head. "But you are supposed to be teaching me?"
"Sometimes you learn best from teaching others," I said sagely. Then I shrugged. "Anyway, I can't know everything, some things certainly, but I think your father merely wanted me to show you a different way of doing things." I looked her over and noted a large carry satchel that was hanging over one shoulder.
"Got everything you'll need there?"
"Indeed! I am ready to camp out!"
I shook my head and checked my watch. "Hmmm I can't give you the tour straight away as I have a match against an Ace trainer for some Championship points, so stick around for that. Then let's do a tour."
"You're holding matches already?" Janine said as I walked towards the arena.
"Oh yeah, we start taking all challengers from day two of the circuit starting up. Does Koga not do that?"
Janine shook her head. "There is a week blocked out where Koga spends it on this circuit's apprentice. He will be doubly sure to train this one better!" She shot me a look as though I had said I would doubt that.
Then I recalled that Celia had in fact knocked out Koga's sponsored trainer in the group stages to advance. "Ah, well, you just saw my gym's selections this year."
"You're taking six of them?" she said, glancing back. "That seems ambitious."
"I want to give more to the community. If I had my way it'd be way more than that." I pointed to a set of stairs that would lead us up the back to the trainer area overlooking the arena. "Right, hang tight up here. If you want a drink, feel free to take something from the fridge. Bathroom is through that door. I'll have a break after this."
I stepped to the edge of the trainer area that was sectioned off with a low-rising wall that looked like stone on one side but sported a simple railing that you could pull a chair up to if you wanted to watch the fights going on below.
I toggled a microphone to a private channel. "Alright Missy check if we have the challenger yet?"
"Roger Brock! Challenger Himiko Hess is ready. We're just getting through a few spectators, and then I'll ask Rachel to do the introductions."
"Roger," I said as I began to toy with the pokeballs on my belt. With this being an Ace trainer match I wasn't restricted to just pokemon that represented the Gym. I had the option of other pokemon as well.
When the time came, Rachel ran out. Her pink hair acted like a banner to draw people's attention while a jacket that was way too big trailed after her with the gym's symbol proudly on display. Instead of stopping to hype up the crowd, she did a half-hop into a flip. She spun once in the air and then landed in a perfect gymnast finishing pose. She grinned as the crowd cheered.
She must have had her microphone set for the gym trainer group, as I heard her whispering to herself under her breath. "Hell yeah, those Trixie sessions paid off! Go me!"
I snorted. "Change to the gym-wide broadcast before you start talking Rachel," I said helpfully.
Rachel flushed red enough that I could see her from where I was standing before regaining her composure admirably. Her hand dipped to the radio at her side as she did just that. She held her huge smile though as she waved to the crowd.
"Hello! Hello! People of Pewter! Welcome one and all! Today we have a truly spectacular battle awaiting us with the first Ace challenge of the circuit! The contender, a trainer that has been a hot topic for quite a while and is known for their fiery personality! Give it up for Himiko from Kasado City!"
A tall willowy woman swept into the gym and glanced around at the crowd as she sped down the stairs to her podium. Her dark black hair hung over each shoulder and hugged her body before being tied off behind her back in a strange style. Perhaps it was something cultural?
Rachel swept her arm towards me. "AND NOW PEOPLE OF PEWTER! TO FACE THE CHALLENGER FOR AN ACE BATTLE WITH POINTS ON THE LINE! GIVE IT UP FOR YOUR GYM LEADER! BROCK!"
Lights slammed on and from long practise I avoided looking up and blinding myself. I held my pose and let my eyes adjust before marching down the stairs.
Rachel made a sign and from the speakers music that was oh so close to Queen's famous we will rock you began to belt out.
"PEWTER GYM ARE YOU READY!? WE, WILL, BROCK YOU!"
I almost stumbled at that. I had to bite my lips to not burst out into laughter at the horrible flub as she tried to lead a 'Brock you!' chant that really didn't have the backing it should.
When I neared her I shot her a small shake of the head. She gave me a confused look, but I waved her away. I'd talk with how… cringe I felt that chant was later.
When I reached my own podium I crossed my arms. "Welcome Himiko. As this is an Ace challenge, depending on your placing on the Ace board you will win a different amount of points. I will remind you that I am not restricted to only Rock or rock-themed pokemon."
"Rock themed?" Himiko muttered under her breath, then she shook her head. "I understand and am prepared!"
"Very well!" I said. I looked to the side and found Rocko already standing ready as the referee. Forrest had tried to argue with me over fulfilling the position, but with it being in the middle of the morning I had instead sent him off to school with his friends. He'd have plenty of time to sit in and watch me fight more experienced trainers than the norm as that was one area that we expected a lot more challengers from for the year.
Rocko went through the usual ritual of checking that we were both ready before dropping his flags. "Begin!"
"Go Medicham!" "Go Zephyr!"
On the field a Medicham and my Noctowl appeared. Himiko blanched at the pokemon and I could hear her cursing the poor first match up.
"Medicham return!" she said as her opening move.
I grinned, "Calm Mind!" Zephyr's eyes glowed and his head twitched in a rather creepy manner. With Himiko pulling out her first pokemon she had given me a free set-up move which she was already cursing herself for, but to be fair, it might be the best move available to her.
"Go Raichu!" she said, tossing out another pokeball. I whistled as the orange electric mouse appeared and began sparking instantly.
"Rai!" growled the little mouse.
I grinned at it, more than ready for this match up. Just as Shin had his own methods of dealing with Electric pokemon I hadn't skipped Zephyr's lead-up to the circuit.
"Attack it with Steel Wing!"
"Raichu use Thunderbolt!" Himiko ordered.
My pokemon swept forward from his low position as Raichu lit him up. The Calm Mind became useful straight away as the attack didn't do anywhere near as much damage as it should, much to Himiko and the crowd's apparent confusion. Then Raichu suddenly had a faceful of angry owl. The wings swept in and slammed it away before stabbing into the ground and earthing any charge that was still coursing through him.
"Raichu up! While he's grounded use Quick Attack!"
I watched carefully and let Noctowl remain where he was. Without my order Noctowl stayed still. This hold served to let all of the electricity be ground out as well as giving Himiko an apparent weakness to exploit.
Only it wasn't a weakness. "Hypnosis," I said firmly. Noctowl snapped his head to the side and locked onto Raichu.
Instead of charging into the Hypnosis, Himiko swept her arm to the side. "Circle around to take it from the back!" she said.
I chuckled as instead of being caught out, Zephyr's head twisted around as only an owl could. By the time he reached two hundred and seventy degrees of rotation, the Raichu had notably slowed before collapsing into sleep just shy of a full rotation.
"Tch!" she raised a pokeball and withdrew her pokemon. Her next pokemon was quickly tossed out to reveal a Ninetales that had everyone in the crowd oohhing in appreciation. I chuckled and raised up my own pokeball.
"Return for now Zephyr!" I said as I pulled him out.
A few people in the crowd made noises of surprise only for their neighbours to helpfully remind them that as an Ace challenge, I was not restricted in withdrawing or the tactics I could use.
"Go Sanchez!" I said.
That got the crowd on their feet as the pokemon that had the most toy sales of the gym took to the stage. He waved expansively like the great hammy actor that he was.
Himiko was not willing to play to that script though as she stabbed her hand forward. "Attract!"
I groaned as Ninetales sashayed and flicked her tails in a 'come hither' manner. Having just withdrawn a pokemon I had to either endure or pull a move off myself.
"Sanchez show off for her! Rock Polish!" Sanchez obviously thought that was a great idea as he began rubbing at his body quickly to get it to shine.
Himiko sniffed. "Show this suitor he's not worthy! Fire Blast!" she said. From Ninetales's maw, an inferno shot forth straight at Sanchez in the shape of a fire symbol.
I punched forward and roared my own command, "Show her your passion by blasting it apart like a stylish man!"
"GO! GO! GOLEM!" said Sanchez as he lit up and blew apart the oncoming attack causing lightning and fire to clash and explode in a firework. Sparks and embers flittered down and I grinned. I'd picked that use for Thunder from watching a contest.
As the firework cleared, I caught Himiko scowling at me. I looked down to Sanchez. "Still like her, Sanchez?" I asked.
Sanchez dropped to one knee. "Go! Go! Lem Lem go!" he said like one would recite poetry.
"Riiiight, alright boy, take a break she's not that into you," I said as I returned him before Himiko could push her next move.
"So, Attract?" I said. Himiko grinned at me.
"Most boys like having male pokemon!" She shrugged and gestured with her arm. "I merely make use of that weakness!"
I grinned as I selected my own female pokemon. "Go Bertha!"
Bertha landed and snorted as she locked eyes with the Ninetales. She was clearly unimpressed with what she was seeing.
Himiko growled and glanced at the sideboard where her withdrawals were listed.
At the Ace level to stop it from just becoming who could switch out pokemon to find the best match up there was a limitation on the number of withdrawals that you could use. Moves such as Roar, Baton Pass, and others that enacted changes, were not counted towards this limit but it was rare to see them used. I could tell from Himiko's expression, she apparently didn't have a pokemon that knew any and with how I was pressuring her she needed to be wiser with her substitutions.
Also, anyone who'd seen Bertha fight Lance knew that you couldn't give her time to build up in any way shape or form.
"Tch! Use Psychic!" she said, deciding to try her hand against Bertha with her Ninetales.
"Earthquake!" I said to show her the error of her ways.
Psychic energy built up and slammed into Bertha, but she barely flinched as she stomped and caused the ground to buckle underneath her.
Ninetales was thrown up, and when she hit the ground, she landed awkwardly only to be tossed up again as the shaking continued. When she landed the second time she did so with a limp thud that indicated she was out cold.
"Bertha! Stop!" I ordered not wanting to ragdoll throw a limp pokemon and potentially injure them. Bertha stopped, allowing Himiko to quickly recall her pokemon out of danger.
I swallowed and watched as Himiko checked her pokeball for any warning lights that indicated the pokemon that was within was injured. She relaxed, and a collective sigh of relief was released by everyone in the room. I shot her a chagrined smile.
"Sorry for the scare!" I said.
She merely nodded and selected her next pokeball with a determined glare. "Go Medicham!" And once more the fight was back on.
I grinned. "Stone Edge!"
The crowd roared their approval at the move, having watched it be used to great effect against Lance. Huge slabs of stone shot forward at Medicham.
"Medicham! Use Detect and weave your way through the attacks!"
I grinned, amused at her method of closing the gap. Ah? So you needed to come closer? By all means then. I thought as I watched the pokemon gracefully dance her way through the attacks. When she got close I smiled.
"Earthquake!" I shouted. Bertha once more stomped her foot down.
"High Jump Kick!" Himiko responded quickly enough and her pokemon leapt high with her pokemon soaring with its leg raised in preparation.
"Dig!" I ordered as fast as I could. Bertha pulled a hard twist from her planted foot and threw herself into the ground, causing it to be ripped open as she created a giant hole.
"Medi!" cried the Medicham as it suddenly came down with no pokemon to dampen the blow. It cratered the ground where it landed but grimaced in pain. I exhaled in relief. Whew, I definitely hadn't wanted to take that hit. Medicham hopped back from where it impacted only to fall to the ground.
Himiko raised a pokeball to use her next withdrawal option, only for Bertha to emerge in all her glory and smash into Medicham from the side. Medicham went flying into a wall and just like that, two of Himiko's pokemon were down for the fight.
"Urgh!" she said, pulling her pokemon out for good as Rocko signaled the knockout.
The crowd cheered, and Bertha grinned before rolling her shoulders and getting ready for the next match.
"Go Blastoise!" she said as a signature giant blue turtle took to the stage.
I chuckled. She obviously thought she had a good match up here.
"Earthquake," I said to start things off.
"Surf!" said Himiko. From behind Blastoise a huge wave rose and bore him skyward where he grinned at Bertha as she stood with her foot planted once more. This time she wouldn't be able to dodge with a well timed Dig as I could see the wave was deep. I just shook my head. They'd obviously forgotten the other move that Bertha had used to great effect.
"Ice Beam the wave," I said. Bertha blasted a beam of blue energy that froze whatever it touched.
Himiko tossed her head slightly. "Blastoise, don't worry! You're resistant to it! Push through!"
I chuckled as Blaistise tried to do just that, only to find himself overextended and toppling from the wave. "Blas!" he shouted. I watched him fall and waited for the next order. There would be a window here… I just needed to have Bertha ready for it.
"Blastoise withdraw into your shell!" Himiko ordered before her pokemon could slam into the ground. He tucked his legs, head and water cannons in and slammed into the ground causing a great wave to blow outwards.
"Move in, Bertha!" I said.
From the dust a large form rose up only for another to charge straight up to it. "Finish it!" I said suddenly, and just as the dust dispersed the crowd were treated to the sight of my pokemon in close range with one arm cocked back just as Blaistosie was fully standing.
The Blastoise spotted Bertha just as she smirked.
Her arm spun up and launched forward to impact into Blastoise. Then he twisted as though a giant hand had grabbed him and started him on a cartwheel only instead of rolling to the side he was blasted backwards while spinning around. He slammed into the wall and was knocked out signaling the third pokemon down for the count.
Himiko stared. "Darkrai… what did I sign myself up for?" she said quietly enough that I doubted the crowd would have heard her. I merely grinned at her.
She must have thought she could come in here and stomp me like others had when they came for their first badge. It always amused me when people had a mental disconnect between my first badge team and my Ace/Elite team. It also surprised me that my showing against Lance hadn't made her more cautious coming into this match.
"Go Cloyster!" she said for her next pokemon. I nodded. A good pokemon to use in this situation and she obviously had a number of her pokemon 'ready' for me. She just wasn't ready for the actual divide in strength my pokemon had over hers.
I whistled and raised a Pokeball straight away without a hint of shame. "Return Bertha, and let's go Sanchez! Redemption time!"
With the quick return of pokemon, I was still at risk but obviously in a much better position with an electric pokemon on the field against her Cloyster. Sanchez looked around hopefully before making an 'oh shit!' face. He knocked himself on the side of the head and laughed before adopting a much more serious pose against his new opponent.
Himiko growled and swept her arm forward to resume the match. I grinned as I set to work dismantling the rest of her team.
When she only had her Raichu left she made a sign to forfeit instead of sending them out. I nodded and Rocko raised the flag in my direction. "Gym Leader Brock is the victor!"
"Brock!" "Pewter city!" Brock you!" cheered the people that made up the crowd. At that last chant, my burgeoning smile became forced. I really hoped to nip that 'Brock you' chant in the bud. I mentally made a note to correct it with Rachel and give her a few lyrics from what I could remember.
Coming into a gym match with the crowd chanting 'we will Brock you'? Yeah no. That was way too much cringe.
I marched across the arena and shook hands with Himiko. "Hey thanks for the match! Good luck this season."
She sighed and nodded. "Yeah, thanks… I think this will serve as a good wake up for me… Urgh I'm going to lose a few points for this."
I hummed. "Oh? You were higher on the list than me?"
She shot me a bemused look. "You didn't check my ranking?"
I shrugged. "I don't really keep track of it. I get a few Ace Challengers each year, so I know I'm on the board in the… five hundred range?" I said sceptically. "Again, it isn't what I focus on. I have a gym to run and young trainers to test. The Ace battles are mostly fun for me."
", he says," she muttered under her breath. She shook her head. "Well, I was four hundred and fiftieth on the chart… I think with this loss I will be dropping a good number of spots."
I hummed. "So that will net me… six Ace tournament points?" I said carefully. I wasn't sure of the exact mechanic. You could win more points for taking part in Battleclub tournaments and from beating trainers higher than you but after about a hundred places difference there was no worth in challenging a trainer as you only got one point for a victory. Most people looking to soar up the ranks had to either pony up a lot of money to make it worth a higher-ranked trainer's time or meet them in a tournament and beat them there.
Fighting and winning against a Gym leader added a small addition to the points you could earn but you only got one shot at it each circuit period. When I first started out I lost a few matches but my wins versus losses ratio was very strong these days. It would be further tested with the upcoming circuit.
"—you'll get seven points, all things considered," Himiko said, making me tune back in. I nodded as though I had been paying attention to her and not lost in my thoughts.
"Hmmm, that's nice. Hey out of curiosity, your Raichu. It knew Iron Tail right?"
Himiko blinked at me. "It did not, as a matter of fact."
I hummed. "Might be a good move to look into for him for fighting rock and ground type pokemon. I think you need more moves that defy expectations of type match-ups ready."
She blinked at me. "Oh, thank you?" she said tilting her head.
I chuckled and waved my hand back and forth "Sorry! Force of habit."
I turned and gestured to the camera that Battlecast had. "I'd keep an eye out for tonight's broadcast. I think we might have been live locally, but there will also be a run down later tonight."
Himiko perked up before wilting. "Oh… my first Battlecast appearance is a defeat."
I shrugged at her, "It's still something." I led her off the arena floor and returned to the trainer area. Thankfully I didn't have any other trainers booked in so far. I quickly checked my transceiver for the schedule and relaxed when that was still the case.
I walked back up the stairs to the trainer area. A number of fans approached and spoke to me for a while before I eventually broke off. I tapped Rachel on the shoulder and gestured to the side for a quick chat.
"Hey, so I think in future maybe stick with we will, we will, rock you? Brock you is…" I coughed and shook my head. "A bit on the nose…"
Rachel squirmed. "Sorry! I was working on this to surprise you, but I should have tried it out earlier."
I chuckled. "Just try a stomp, stomp, clap next time?" I then looked at Himiko, who was talking with a few people from the crowd. "It seemed to have gotten her off balance anyway, so there's that going for it. But let's try and get rid of that for now, yeah?" I patted Rachel on the shoulder and moved back to the trainer-only area.
Leaning on the dividing wall Janine watched me with an inscrutable expression.
"So? First match! What do you think?" I said, happy that I got to put on a good show for everyone.
"Your gym…" she eyed the crowd of people milling about with some talking with Rachel who was rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. Everyone had smiles and there was a lot of laughter. I spotted that Himiko had gotten dragged in front of the camera by a reporter and she was being interviewed. "It is very different than the Fuchsia gym."
"It's so lively, and… modern. Everything is a big show but the fights are still well done…" She eyed me. "That use of Thunder? How did you know Sanchez would accept the attack order? Usually, besotted pokemon refuse to even potentially harm the target of their affections."
I smiled. "It's all about knowing how your pokemon reacts to certain things like that. Sanchez likes showing off, so as long as I make it so that he is doing that for his new 'love' then he will follow the order. It's all about how the order is given."
I waved a hand toward the back door. "Come on, let's give you that tour." I led her through the gym and introduced her to Rocko and Dennis. Rocko happily took the rest of the afternoon off and when I found him sprawled out on the couch in the common area, I wasn't surprised to find him playing on his game console.
Janine gave him a disapproving look that he ignored.
I opened a room halfway down the hall and gestured inside. "So! This room will be yours to treat as you like. It has an attached ensuite for privacy. Sometimes I rent these out for trainers that want to work with us as part of the package or people that are looking to stay the night when the Pokecenter is full."
A door opened behind me and I turned to find Daniel and his wife staring at me and Janine. Daniel was in fact openly gaping.
Janine offered them a bow. "Hello I am Janine from Fuchsia! I have the honour of attending your gym for the next few months to learn your ways. It is a pleasure to meet you!"
I hummed. She'd been just as formal when meeting Dennis, but she'd been notably more distant with Rocko. So she had meant that as a snub then?
Daniel sketched his own bow. "Ah! I'm uhm, Daniel and this is… my wife! Yes! My wife!"
"Helen!" said the woman as she continued to stare at Janine.
I gave Janine a look over, Helen and Daniel must be weirded out by her ninja attire. "I think we're going to have to get you a change of wardrobe. The ninja look… might not be so smart for Pewter…"
When she frowned at me I raised my hands. "Or do your own thing. I don't mind. I just think that some of your clothing choices might see you… freezing your toes and fingers off. This isn't Fuchsia after all."
She relaxed at that. "Ah, I understand… I will consider changing my attire."
She stepped into the room and deposited her satchel. "There. I am unpacked."
"Cool well, I'll show you the back of the gym where you can let your pokemon roam. That's where we will do most of our training. I happen to do it in the morning with my pokemon so if you'd like to join me by all means. It's not a requirement though."
Janine looked mildly scandalised by this. "Trainers should join the Gym Leader in training!" she said with a firm stomp of her foot.
I shrugged. "We're more relaxed here." I began to lead her out.
"Oh Daniel, throw me that report on your tour around Pewter later alright?" I said over my shoulder. When we stepped out into the common area once more Janine stiffened.
"Professor Oak!?" she said in surprise.
Oak spared her a glance only for a clobbering noise to herald his character being hurled off screen. "Tch! Cheap move Rocko!" he said cuttingly.
Rocko merely smiled and patted his Gloom. "All's fair in video games, Sammy my bro!" he said with a dazed tone.
"Pro… Professor Oak?" Janine said again weakly. This time Oak ignored her as he squinted and furiously began to mash buttons.
I tapped Janine on the shoulder. "Hey, just to get ahead of you. Yes, that is Samuel Oak. He likes to come around to.. Well he tells his granddaughter he's checking in on the breeding program and his assistant he left here, but he mostly comes to hang out with Rocko, me, or Salvadore to play games."
Janine rocked back as though I'd just struck her. "Huh?! How does that…" She held a hand to her head. "I think I must request that we pause the tour here for now… I am… I feel unwell."
"Oh, uhm, sure thing," I said, leading her back to her room where she promptly sat on the bed. "I'll come check up on you in a bit yeah?" She nodded, her eyes staring fixedly at the wall.
I then walked back out. Rocko smiled and raised the third controller. I grinned and accepted it. As we were selecting the battlefield I checked my schedule and paused.
"Your Grandson is booked in," I said aloud.
Samuel grinned. "Wonderful! I'll hide in the crowd and watch on!"
"Why do that?" I asked, slamming his character off the screen.
He clicked his tongue. "Kids these days don't want their Gramps hanging around looking lame." He looked a bit sad by that.
"Maybe he's just saying that?" I said reasonably. "Cheer for him anyway." I grinned as Oak considered that for a moment. Rocko and I focussed on each other and left him be until he tried to sneak attack us. I relaxed fully, more than ready to enjoy the next hour or so.
Janine poked her head out and seemed more startled to find me playing along with Rocko and Oak without a care. I barely won the few games I played.
I was honestly more caught up in the thought of having Gary Oak turn up.
He'd be first…
A.N. Special thanks goes to my patreons for their support!
Special thanks goes to Raikor, Ab9999, Kurlinni, and Elnoorz for betaing and editing this chapter
A Wild Professor Oak pops up to chill out play video games and check on his grandkids.
- Location
- Elsewhere
Cognitive dissonance and mental whiplash.
I hear alcohol helps!
Or weed.
Mirriam Grave
The Bemused. The Amused. The Unstable.
- Location
- The edge of a point.
...I am starting to honestly think that Daniel and Helen are actually Butch and Cassidy...
Also, poor Janine tried to get a surprise attack to work, but not only did it fail thanks to Sabrina's own habits, she has instead been repeatedly hit with her own share of surprise attacks.
Also, using Sanchez's own habits and personality to get around Attract like that was BRILLIANT.
I LOVED IT.
Also, poor Janine tried to get a surprise attack to work, but not only did it fail thanks to Sabrina's own habits, she has instead been repeatedly hit with her own share of surprise attacks.
Also, using Sanchez's own habits and personality to get around Attract like that was BRILLIANT.
I LOVED IT.
- Location
- Scotland
Spotted a little typo
"Fun, he says." She muttered under her breath.
The second part should be:
"Fun, he says." She muttered under her breath.
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- Scotland
Oh yeah, I think that's going to be a very lovely BSOD moment right there. The real fun begins when she asks him to teach her how to do it herself. Cue: Evil Grin and Training Montage from HELL. She will likely regret asking for a while and Forrest will see a new side of his big brother that he will pray to Arceus is never turned on him, the Dark Side (quite literally in this case), the sadistic bastard of a teacher that would have a professional Drill Sergeant giving Brock a Thumbs up and a "Good Job".
nmWarden
Webcomic Glutton
- Location
- Texas
I KNEW IT! Screw Lance's Dragonite plushies, trash any Charizard action figure, and leave those Gyarados in the bathtub where they belong.
SANCHEZ THE GOLEM has earned a spot in your heart and home!
So far it doesn't look like Brock had any poison types, eh? And (aside from Zephyr) he can't mimic much ninja-like behavior. Looks like we'll have to try plan "Springtime of Youth" instead.
…Karen can serve as his Neji.
- Location
- Singapore
Brock was thinking about raising a Zubat into a Crobat near the end of the circuit, so he could have a faster flyer for pursuit purposes. He ran into a Shiny Zubat in Viridian Forest while helping children from Pewter City get their starters, but had a lapse of attention because it was late into the day and only realized he just missed the chance to catch a Shiny Zubat. So he might well end up with a Crobat as his poison type, if he continues with that side-quest, and I'm sure if he was to ask the Rangers, they could probably recommend him a fast Zubat in the wilds potentially interested in working with a trainer.
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- Location
- Argentina
"Then again if you are ambushed by a group of criminals, setting everything to fire and escaping is a good strategy because the alternative is facing not only a fight you are likely to lose as a mere Rookie trainer but getting all your Pokemon and money stolen and be abandoned to die in the middle of nowhere. And before someone tells me that certain team of criminals is not that cruel there are several gangs that are independent and don't follow those rules. Because honesty if you die far away from a city or town and is wild Pokemon doing it instead of the criminals? Those criminals will most likely get away with it."
"AGATHA!"
"What is the problem Samuel, was I a bit too honest? Of the dead ttainers that were found by the Rangers just last month, wanna guess how many were missing all their money and Pokeballs?""
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In Gen 1 there is literal gangs that ambush you on cycling road and that road is next to the ocean, sweet dreams!
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That was a fun chapter, what did Bertha actually do to the Blastoise?
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- Scotland
I believe she hit the Blastoise with a spinning drill attack such that even though it had retracted into its shell it was still spent flying backwards while spinning uncontrollably at high speeds before hitting the wall of the arena at said high speed and getting KO'd.
Chapter 59 - Gary sets out!
Viva01
Uncomfortable with all the hugs he is given
- Location
- Australia
Gary Oak waved at his adoring crowd as the car slowly rolled down the road. "Thank you for coming out to see history in the making! Now I'm off to begin my pokemon journey!"
He could see Ash talking with Gramps about getting his pokemon. For the life of him, Gary couldn't work out which pokemon he'd be given.
Gary already had his first pokemon.
A rather cheerful Squirtle, something that would open a lot of doors for him. After all, Squirtle was clearly the superior choice! It had the best versatility while also allowing Gary to power through some of the roughest areas where strong pokemon would exist. With Brock showing off how strong Rock types could be, Gary had re-evaluated his dream team to eventually include one in the top ten. Maybe a Tyranitar like Brock had? Or maybe he'd discover an ancient pokemon in his journey? Or he might discover a new pokemon all by himself!
He was going to be the best thing out of Pallet Town in years!
Maybe even become Champ like his grandfather! People all over the world were going to know the name Gary Oak! He'd be following in his parents' and his gramp's footsteps, but that wasn't a terrible thing. From what he remembered of his parents. They'd been great, and everyone said as much… Gary glanced down at the car, his stomach rolling as he sat in the back, a driver handling the actual driving.
There were multiple benefits for driving around in a convertible, beyond just being awesome. He'd never told anyone about his fear of cars after the accident, but his gramps had worked it out when he shied away from them passing by or when he had to go on camps. Gramps had never said anything, just clapped him on the shoulder and said it was perfectly normal.
But today he was overcoming it! He was in the car, moving along. At a walking pace perhaps… but still in the car! He felt like he was in control as well. He gave the crowd following along another wave.
They were all locals that he'd gotten to know around Pallet Town. His gramps had all but pushed him into mowing lawns, painting fences, walking pokemon, minding kids, and other tasks to justify the 'allowance' he was going to be getting. That had sucked big time, but now he was getting to enjoy the benefits of knowing tons of people who could come cheer him on!
It was great! His life was great! He had his pokemon and he was starting his journey!
When they reached the Oak house that was a ways away from the Lab, Gary leapt out of the car and shot the crowd a wave. "Thank you! Thank you for coming! I'm going to—" A backpack was shoved into his gut making him gasp and stop talking.
Daisy grinned at him, "Stop being a little glory Growlithe and get moving already!"
"Daisy! I wasn't doing that!" He stomped his foot to emphasise his point. Daisy merely rolled her eyes before looking at the few remaining people in his crowd of fans.
"Oh? Hello there ladies, what are you all doing… dressed like that?" she said.
The group of women all looked at each other before tittering into their pom poms.
Gary puffed up his chest. "They're my girlfriends!"
Daisy stared, open-mouthed. Ha! That'd show her! " As you can see, big sis I'm just that good! They were taken in by my winning ways! They know a good thing when they see one and are getting in before I'm establisheded…" His tongue got tied and he quickly changed what he was going to say. "… While I'm building myself up!"
"Really?" said Daisy, her tone dripping with sugary sweetness as her hand drifted to her pokebelt. Gary crossed his arms while nodding before changing his pose to something cooler. One hand on hip the other snapping outwards! Yeah, so much better!
"I'm just that amazing! I ran into them at Gramps's lab!" Daisy's hand stopped reaching for her pokeball but Gary didn't notice. He'd put a hand under his chin, suavely.
"Yeah, they were pretty taken with me!" Then they'd asked if he had anyone close to him. He'd never admit he'd said his Gramps and Daisy though! Then they'd asked about anyone else… like a certain younger or older girl.
He'd said he hadn't had anyone like that! Then they'd told him they were interested in being his girlfriends! All of them! That would show people how amazing he was by having so many girlfriends! Gary had liked the sound of that. It was another thing he had beaten Ash to first! Therefore it had to be good!
One of the girls, Fiona, gushed. "His grandpa was so proud of him when he showed up at the Lab with all of us today!" Daisy blinked at that as another of the women skipped up.
Fiona leaned closer to Gary and gave him a hug that he stoically endured. That was what all the cool guys did when women threw themselves at them. So it was obviously the best thing to do.
When another of the girls leaned on him, he stumbled and missed whatever it was Sarah handed to Daisy. When he extracted himself from the two women Daisy had an amused expression which meant she knew something he didn't.
Gary narrowed his eyes at her. "What're you smiling about?"
"Nothing, nothing. Well, you look like you're in good hands." Fiona coughed. Daisy rolled her eyes at the older girl.
Gary puffed up his chest ignoring their weird girl behaviour. "They're safe with me you can be sure!" Daisy's head bobbed up and down before she pat him on the head.
"That's totally what I meant!" She then pointed at his backpack, "I got you a gift," Gary tore open the package grinning as a mix of differently coloured pokeballs fell out. "Sweet! Poke balls, Great balls, and Net balls and even… is that a Heavy ball?"
Daisy jostled his hair back and forth. "This is why I didn't get you a birthday present this year or last year! You're welcome, little bro."
Gary wanted to bounce in place, run off and use them, or even… he pushed the thought down of hugging his sister. That wasn't something cool guys did. He packed them away and rubbed under his nose, "Heh, thanks I guess sis, they're alright!"
Daisy's smile became a bit forced, but Gary turned away from her. "With all my gear ready it's time to head out ladies!"
Gary leapt over the side of the car into the passenger seat to let the ladies have the backspace to themselves so they could gossip about how cool he was or what sorts of dresses they wanted to buy. Girl stuff. He tried to get comfortable in the front seat which he found oddly stifling. Daisy lowered her fist and stared at him.
"You're taking a car?" she said, her hand turning white as she gripped the edge like she was stopping herself from tearing him out of the car.
Gary nodded tightly, "Yup! I'm going to skip through the first area cause there's not much that's important there! Then go to route twenty-two for the day to catch some strong pokemon and then work my way through Viridian forest over the next few days!" He gave her a thumbs-up that was perfectly steady and not shaking at all.
"You're going in… well," Daisy looked to his girlfriends, who all smiled and fluffed their pom poms. Eventually, she nodded. "Well, I'm glad you're able to get in a car… after what happened with…" Gary grimaced and looked out the side. He didn't want to think about Mum and Dad. But he wasn't afraid! He wasn't!
Daisy patted him on the head. "Look after each other ladies. And Gary, good luck on your journey, please call when you can alright?"
"If I remember!" he said while lifting his nose. He again pushed down the thought of hugging her. He didn't want to get out of the car and back in. He didn't like that idea for some reason. "See ya sis! Watch out for me on the tv cause I'm going to be big!"
He pointed forward like a boss. "Drive!"
The car slowly departed, and Gary waved over his shoulder at his sister. He didn't look back. He was a cool guy, and with the girls in the back seat, he probably wouldn't see anything anyway.
He passed a few trainers who had also collected pokemon on their way. Damian shouted at him. Gary pulled his eyelid down and stuck his tongue at the other guy. He couldn't stand that guy; he'd bought his way into getting a Charmander from his Gramps. Gramps wouldn't confirm it but Gary was positive that's what had happened.
He didn't see the other girl who had scored the traditional starter for Kanto but he did see a bucket hat bobbing around in some long grass so maybe she was already catching something weak like a Pidgey or a Rattata? He would have to watch out for her as her Bulbasaur would have an advantage against his Squirtle. Not that it'd do her any good!
He watched the countryside pass by and before long they were approaching Viridian. A walk that would have taken a day or two passed in an hour or so. Gary nodded to himself, pleased with his plan to get ahead of his fellow trainers.
Fiona hopped out after him and looked around as the other girls walked around to stretch. They formed a loose circle around him, smiling and waving at the locals as he strutted up to the local pokemart. "What's the plan for today Gary?"
Gary shot her a confident look. "I'm going to get some potions and antidotes in case we run into some poison types. Then I'm heading out to route twenty-two. There should be some Spearow, Nidoran and possibly even a Mankey that I can catch! I'll train up Squirtle with some encounters and then camp out before heading out early!"
"You should probably get some repel in case you lose track of time and need to camp out!"
Gary nodded. "Yeah, yea goo—" He jerked to glance around, noting the people that were nearby, "I mean! I knew that! Hahaha, good to see you know that though!" He then tossed a repel quickly into his basket. When Fiona coughed he bought another two. She coughed again, and he bought four more.
When the shopping was rung up, he exited to find a few of the girls waiting for him along with the driver. "Hey, Heather? Do you want to secure us some rooms? I'm going to go out and battle some wild pokemon for the rest of the day on route twenty-two."
The woman merely nodded, choosing not to speak before driving the car around the back of the pokemon centre. Gary couldn't help watching it drive off.
"Gary?" Fiona tapped his elbow and he jolted.
"Right! Off we go to catch myself some new pokemon!" Gary swung his arm heroically upward.
The girls all bounced in place and beamed at him. "Yah! Gary!" and so Gary heroically—
"Did someone say catch a pokemon!?" Before Gary knew what was happening an old man barged through their group and had his hands on Gary's shoulders.
"Young man! I shall teach you how to catch a pokemon! Come!"
"Hey! No! I know how to catch a pokemon old man! Let go!" Gary said as he was dragged along.
"Nonsense! Young whipper snappers like yourself are always wandering off into the woods without the slightest clue how to catch a pokemon!" Gary swatted at the man's arms only for the man to have a grip of steel.
"Look out! Grampa's loose and got another trainer!" shouted a passerby.
Fiona approached those people while Gary was dragged further towards the fields where some pokemon were idly scratching at the ground.
Gary missed what Fiona and the other man were discussing as instead, he found himself stuck next to the old geezer.
"Right! Youngin! Watch closely. When you encounter a pokemon it will either fight or run away. Pokemon that fight are the easiest to catch. If you're after a pokemon that is going to run like an Abra you need to use moves or items that stop pokemon from running off."
"I… I knew that! Mean Look is the best for stopping pokemon from getting away!" Gary said calmly, not at all whining as the man kept one hand on his shoulder.
The old man nodded his head seriously. "Indeed! You can also use leashes to entangle them to stop them. Outright using physical traps are banned and Rangers will detain you if you do use them, so remember that! Many a young fool have lost their license from using old Ursaring traps on much smaller pokemon!"
He gestured to a Rattata that was not purple but instead a light yellow-gray. "Now watch closely as I catch this pokemon!"
He reached out and snatch one of Gary's pokeballs from gary's belt. "HEY! THAT'S MINE OLD MAN!"
"Shhhhh! Quiet!" He pushed Gary back a step before leaping forward against that Rattata. "Ha Have at the!"
The rat pokemon startled and turned to bare its fangs at the old man. Gary grimaced, his hand shot to his pokeball to withdraw Squirtle to save the old man only for the old man to shift into the perfect pitcher pose.
"Take this you pokemon!" He then leaned back before letting rip the mother of all pitches. Rattata's eyes bulged as the pokeball howled through the air before slamming straight between the little rat's eyes. The pokeball lined up on the rat and a red light shot forth to connect with the downed pokemon. The light swallowed the pokemon and drew it in. The pokeball wobbled once, twice, three times, … four times, "Oh! Got some fight this one!" claimed the old man before the pokeball settled and clicked, signifying that capture had gone through.
The old man then casually walked forward and grabbed the pokeball before raising it up towards Gary. "And that's how you catch a pokemon young man!"
Gary grimaced. "Yeah… alright that was kinda cool. How'd you get so good at throwing a pokeball? Usually, you have to battle em first I thought?"
The old man tossed the pokeball towards Gary. His hand drifted up to rub at this chin. "Ho? A curious mind eh? You want my secrets?" He leaned closer.
Gary leaned in only to get the smell of old man and bad breath. "I forgot!"
He then looked a little sad before shaking his head. "But I do remember that you don't always have to fight the pokemon. There are other methods than just catching them through fighting. You can form a bond much sooner, or even offer the pokemon a deal. They might have something they want, you know?"
Gary considered that before nodding. He looked down at the ball that now housed… his Rattata? "Well thanks, old man but maybe you should keep this one seeing as you caught it?"
The old man shook his head and then began walking back to Viridian. "No, that's a young pokemon. I think a young trainer would be best for it. Treat it well; it's a strong one, I can tell." With that said, the old man continued to walk away.
Gary looked to the girls feeling oddly like they'd set him up by letting the man through, but he couldn't put his finger on why that was exactly. "Who was that guy?"
"Local old man," said Sarah.
She shrugged at his look, "He's harmless. I grew up in Viridian before moving in with the other girls in Pallet. He mostly wanders around and tries to help out with various tasks. Has a really bad memory though, so he forgets that he was a famous pitcher for the Vermillion Electabuzz when baseball first took off. He's got a strong arm on him, neh?"
Gary considered how the old man had kept him there despite his protests before nodding. "Geezer was strong, yeah."
He checked the pokeball over before putting it on his belt. He hadn't caught it but it was his. It was like the old man said, you don't have to battle all pokemon yourself, just like you don't have to catch them all yourself either.
He still headed east for the day though. Just cause he had new ideas floating around didn't mean his old plan was bad.
"Time to catch me some more pokemon! Let's go Squirtle!" He flicked the pokeball out, a lesson he'd learnt thanks to his Gramps. Always keep a pokemon out and ready when in the wild.
When they reached the path to the east he dove straight into the bushes and began to search around. The first pokemon was a pidgey. "Squirtle use Tackle!"
And so the fight, and Gary's rise to the top, began.
By the time he returned to Viridian for the day, he did so with a male Nidoran, a Spearow, and the Rattata the old man got for him. All in all, it was not a bad start to his day. His Squirtle had gotten to fight a number of pokemon and even when two mankey had tried to pincer him, he'd fought them off.
Sadly, Gary had… Well actually those Mankey were just quick and dodged his throw, that was all! He'd also taken the time to delay the fight by snapping a few pictures of them with his pokedex, like his Gramps wanted.
Still, it stung a bit, missing out on the chance to catch one of the Mankey.
Fiona and the girls had bounced along after him the entire time. A few trainers had approached them while they rested on the road as Gary fought with squirtle. He'd seen them accept a few battles and had been surprised to see them field a Tangela, a Tauros, and a freaking Quilava during the fights! His girlfriends were strong!
He thought about that. If they were strong and thought he was good… Then he really must be great! He grinned to himself and nodded at that. When they got to the pokecenter they had a normal meal.
"Is… this what pokecenter meals are always like?" Gary said looking at the rather bland thin meat with boiled veggies that steamed.
"Yah! Hot food! Great isn't it?" said Sarah. Gary gave her a look that caused her to giggle. "Oh! Give it a few days of camping and you'll understand! Also, it's practically free and you don't have to cook it yourself."
"Sure, but I mean where's the flavour? This is so… bland and tasteless." He cut into the 'steak' and looked at it sadly.
The nearby Chansey narrowed its eyes at him.
He gave it a look. "What? It is?" The Chansey sniffed and swept its head up before turning and stalking away.
Sarah pointed to the pokemon waddling away. "Chansey are the cooks at some of the pokecenters. Nurses get busy and sometimes the pokemon take over duties like that. It's not just the people you might offend when saying things like that."
"But it sucks!?" he said around a mouthful of the food. It was practically a single step up from gruel! "What will they feed us in the morning?" he asked, a thought rising up.
"Porridge with berries, or eggs, always lots of unfertilised eggs around to use," said Sarah with a shrug. Gary relaxed, his fear of gruel not appearing. Fiona rubbed his head.
"Oh Gary, you're just used to the finer things in life that's all, aren't you?" Gary grumbled out of her noogie to huff at her. She merely smiled at him. "Awww, don't worry we can eat at restaurants, but you'll need to win some matches for that."
Gary brightened. That was right, he got an allowance… and Gramps was subsidising that a bit more and he had a bit more stashed away… he could eat at nice places instead of just eating bland meals.
"Tomorrow I will trounce six other trainers and take us all to the Mr Mime's house for their finest cheeseburger!"
Sarah choked on her glass of water. Heather bit her lip and thumped Sarah on the back. When Sarah was able to breathe she gave Gary a watery smile. "Oh… bless your little heart, that was just… So precious."
Gary shot her a thumbs up. "You're my girlfriends, right? That means I take you out for dinner! Only the best for my girls!"
The girls couldn't look at him and instead looked down and shook slightly as they shot each other glances. Gary rubbed his nose. He must have the Oak charm as his Gramps called it! They were speechless!
"Hey, I want to head out early tomorrow! Let's check out the rooms. Heather? Where are our rooms?" Gary said.
Heather rose and led the group to two rooms across from each other. Gary took one key and inserted it into the door to check inside. "Huh? They gave me a giant bed?"
Heather stiffened. "Ah, you should probably take the other one."
Gary looked at her before taking the other key. This room had a smaller bed but also a computer that he'd be able to do some research on… and maybe call his family if he wanted. It also had a small pond for water pokemon with a heat lamp. Perfect for his Squirtle. "Alright I'll take this one, but we better change your room. They only gave you girls one bed."
The girls shared a look before biting their lips in unison. Fiona stepped forward once more. "Oh, it's no problem, we're used to sharing. You get used to sharing like that when you're camping."
"Oh… well alright then! Night girls!" Gary waved them off before heading into his room. He took his shoes off and jumped on the bed a bit. A noise made him stop. … Were the girls laughing?
Must be having a pillow fight. He shrugged and released his pokemon to start getting to know them better.
The next day did not start well. "Squirtle dodge!"
Gary's pokemon threw itself to the side only for the Oddish to turn on a pokedollar and launch its spore-ridden body straight into the pokemon while it was down. Squirtle locked up as paralysis took over. "Squirtle fight through!"
His Squirtle rose up with a tough warcry.
"Heh! Young man you should learn to call a match when your pokemon are backed into a corner! Oddish finish it with Mega Drain!" The small Oddish swished the leaves atop its head and green energy bubbled out into Squirtle. This caused the turtle to collapse.
"Squirtle!" yelled Gary as it dawned on him. He was going to lose. He stared at his downed pokemon for a long moment before raising up his pokeball to return his pokemon.
The older man raised his hands. "Ha! Another victory for Crusher Carl! Pay up brat!"
Gray blinked. "Oh, right. Here." He handed over the agreed-upon sum and found himself oddly light from the exchange. He looked down at the pokeball in his hands. 'Crusher' Carl walked off loudly, leaving Gary to consider his defeat.
Fiona approached and patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, don't be too sad. Everyone loses occasionally," she said carefully. She'd lowered herself down to his level and Gary looked at her.
"But… I'm not supposed to lose?" Fiona gave him a small smile.
"Everyone loses," she said seriously. She gestured out to other areas where pokemon trainers were fighting even now, ignoring him in his defeat. "Even the best lose occasionally Gary. It's pretty much a universal truth. You remember that Brock beat the Champ in an exhibition match right?"
"Yeah, it was awesome."
"And has anyone beaten the Champion recently in any of the matches he's had?"
"No, he crushed them. Even Agatha…" Gary said as he started to get what Fiona was saying.
Fiona nodded. "Yeah, sometimes it's a bad match up, sometimes it's the other trainer being better or you're having an off day. But losing isn't the end. It's just part of the process."
She tapped him on the chest. "Remember the mistakes and don't make them again alright? Also, that guy? He's named Crusher for a reason. He's a washed up punk that hangs out to fight new trainers as they make their way through. He wouldn't ever venture out into the wilds to get stronger pokemon. He just beats on people while they're weak."
"He's a bully?!" Gary said, glancing over to see the older man looming over a small girl with a Sentret in her arms. "He is!"
Fiona nodded. "Yup! He is, there are plenty of people like him. Just like there are plenty of nice men and women more than willing to have a match to help you work your team while you travel. There are plenty of good eggs to make up for the rotten ones."
Gary nodded before considering Carl. "I'm going to challenge him again!" He stalked up, just as it seemed the girl was about to agree to the match just to get the older man to leave her alone. "Hey! Carl, I want a rematch!"
The older man turned, leer fixed in place. "Hoh brat wants a rematch? Sure. Let's go!"
Gary lost twice more before discovering that his Rattata could use Quick Attack to great effect. Carl handed the money over with a grunt. "Got lucky punk!"
Gary met his gaze. "This time I did, but give me a couple days? You won't even be a challenge!"
Carl grunted at that and stalked off. The girl that had almost been bullied into the fight bounced up only to shriek as Fiona and the girls all jumped into a line with pom poms flourishing.
"Gary! Gary! He's our man. If he can't do it, no one can!"
Gary shot them a smirk before giving a thumbs up to the girl as she gaped at him in apparent awe. Then he sauntered off like a hero.
Nurse Joy sadly wasn't as impressed with his heroic antics, instead reprimanding him and telling him to be more mindful of his pokemon. "Remember young man if your entire team falls unconscious or worse you can get energy feedback!"
"Oh yeah…" He remembered that. Nurse Joy stared at him
"Do you remember that young man? Your Rattata was very close to being knocked out. Remember your energy is shared with your team to make the pokeballs work. But that can short out. If you're going to take things so far I'd suggest getting a full team before testing your limits like that!"
Gary nodded, chagrined at the grilling. "Now you will sit over there and not go anywhere while I check over your pokemon! Urgh young trainers!" she said while storming off with a tray with four pokeballs on it.
Gary sighed and sat down at the table. Only to have a cafeteria tray with cold meat and cold veggies put in front of him. He looked up to see a Chansey glowering at him. "I'm not eating that!"
Chansey pointed towards a sign which read 'Pokemon knocked out? You might also need a pick-me-up! Get a meal in you before you leave!'.
Gary looked back at Chansey. "I'm not tha—"
Chansey shovelled a spoon of mushy carrots into his mouth. His girlfriends watched on, tittering to themselves. Heather pulled a small flag with his face on it and waved it.
Then with a flat monotone, the driver said, "Yaaaaah, Gary!" This caused a giggle to go through his girlfriends before they nudged Heather to be quiet.
Gary huffed at them. "I can feed myself!" He snatched up the spoon and made a show of doing just that. Chansey watched him before sniffing and marching off. "Damn Chansey!" he said under his breath. He still ate the meal. The puffball of a pokemon wasn't wrong after all.
When he had his team back with the Nurse's approval to head out he decided he left the pokecenter proper.
"Alright ladies! I started my legend today with my first victory over that punk Charleston—"
"Carl" supplied Heather.
"Whatever! He's a footnote! Now! I hear you asking where are we going? We'll progress to the Viridian Forest and camp on the outskirts. Then Heather will take the car to Pewter, and we will progress through the forest!" Gary pointed forward like he was a famous explorer of old.
The group all cheered at his leadership. Gary glanced at Fiona and she gave him a subtle nod. He relaxed at that before walking out to… the car. He licked his lips and hopped into the front seat as the girls took their seats.
His gramps hadn't wanted him to see the pictures of what had happened to his parents… but he'd snuck into the lab and broken into the filing cabinet. The car had been unrecognisable.
Fiona leaned forward and put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a squeeze that he suddenly found himself appreciating. This time some of them sat in each other's laps. Heather drove out a bit quicker. He clenched his jaw as the world sped by. A loud giggle made him glance away from the road to see the girls fooling around in the back.
The car rocked slightly before thumping and Gary stiffened, ready to throw himself out of the car after his girlfriends. "What was that!? Did we hit something?!"
Heather checked the mirrors. "Nope, just a puddle. Oops splashed a trainer back there. Want me to go back and apologise?"
Gary spared the mud monster-looking trainer a look. "Nah!" He then pinched his nose. "Urgh! I can smell them from here! What was in that puddle?"
The girls looked at each other. "You don't want to know." They all leaned into another girl's neck as though that would escape the smell. Maybe it would. Gary would take girl perfume over that smell any day!
"Why, what was it?" he said while holding his nose. Urgh! Were they downwind of it still?
The girls shared a look before shrugging. "Sometimes Giovanni lets his pokemon roam around town. He can't always get people out to clean up after them quickly though so they leave little presents… that sometimes people step in… or in this case, get splashed with."
Gary felt a little bad at that, but the trainer had already run into the pokecenter. They'd get cleaned off surely? Eh, not his problem anymore, even if that was gross. He glanced towards the Viridian gym. Maybe if he mentioned he was … Nah that wouldn't be cool. He'd earn his badge, not rely on his gramps.
He looked forward and nodded. He was starting to get used to driving places.
Good, that meant he'd conquered his fear. He'd probably get Heather to drive them around later but when he reached Pewter he'd do some serious planning on what type of pokemon he'd get. He wanted the strongest and the smartest. And that meant he needed a plan.
Today he'd beat some more trainers and camp in the forest. Then he'd get to Pewter tomorrow and be ready for the Gym Leader. What could go wrong?
For him? Nothing!
For that poor schmuck that had… Gary turned his head, "Hey was that Ashy boy we just splashed with Rhydon dung?" The girls gave him confused looks.
Right, they didn't know Ashy boy. Gary waved it off all while grinning to himself.
He was so going to say 'smell ya later!' to Ash when he saw him next!
A.N. Special thanks goes to my patreons for their support!
Special thanks goes to Raikor, Ab9999, Kurlinni, and Elnoorz for betaing and editing this chapter
He could see Ash talking with Gramps about getting his pokemon. For the life of him, Gary couldn't work out which pokemon he'd be given.
Gary already had his first pokemon.
A rather cheerful Squirtle, something that would open a lot of doors for him. After all, Squirtle was clearly the superior choice! It had the best versatility while also allowing Gary to power through some of the roughest areas where strong pokemon would exist. With Brock showing off how strong Rock types could be, Gary had re-evaluated his dream team to eventually include one in the top ten. Maybe a Tyranitar like Brock had? Or maybe he'd discover an ancient pokemon in his journey? Or he might discover a new pokemon all by himself!
He was going to be the best thing out of Pallet Town in years!
Maybe even become Champ like his grandfather! People all over the world were going to know the name Gary Oak! He'd be following in his parents' and his gramp's footsteps, but that wasn't a terrible thing. From what he remembered of his parents. They'd been great, and everyone said as much… Gary glanced down at the car, his stomach rolling as he sat in the back, a driver handling the actual driving.
There were multiple benefits for driving around in a convertible, beyond just being awesome. He'd never told anyone about his fear of cars after the accident, but his gramps had worked it out when he shied away from them passing by or when he had to go on camps. Gramps had never said anything, just clapped him on the shoulder and said it was perfectly normal.
But today he was overcoming it! He was in the car, moving along. At a walking pace perhaps… but still in the car! He felt like he was in control as well. He gave the crowd following along another wave.
They were all locals that he'd gotten to know around Pallet Town. His gramps had all but pushed him into mowing lawns, painting fences, walking pokemon, minding kids, and other tasks to justify the 'allowance' he was going to be getting. That had sucked big time, but now he was getting to enjoy the benefits of knowing tons of people who could come cheer him on!
It was great! His life was great! He had his pokemon and he was starting his journey!
When they reached the Oak house that was a ways away from the Lab, Gary leapt out of the car and shot the crowd a wave. "Thank you! Thank you for coming! I'm going to—" A backpack was shoved into his gut making him gasp and stop talking.
Daisy grinned at him, "Stop being a little glory Growlithe and get moving already!"
"Daisy! I wasn't doing that!" He stomped his foot to emphasise his point. Daisy merely rolled her eyes before looking at the few remaining people in his crowd of fans.
"Oh? Hello there ladies, what are you all doing… dressed like that?" she said.
The group of women all looked at each other before tittering into their pom poms.
Gary puffed up his chest. "They're my girlfriends!"
Daisy stared, open-mouthed. Ha! That'd show her! " As you can see, big sis I'm just that good! They were taken in by my winning ways! They know a good thing when they see one and are getting in before I'm establisheded…" His tongue got tied and he quickly changed what he was going to say. "… While I'm building myself up!"
"Really?" said Daisy, her tone dripping with sugary sweetness as her hand drifted to her pokebelt. Gary crossed his arms while nodding before changing his pose to something cooler. One hand on hip the other snapping outwards! Yeah, so much better!
"I'm just that amazing! I ran into them at Gramps's lab!" Daisy's hand stopped reaching for her pokeball but Gary didn't notice. He'd put a hand under his chin, suavely.
"Yeah, they were pretty taken with me!" Then they'd asked if he had anyone close to him. He'd never admit he'd said his Gramps and Daisy though! Then they'd asked about anyone else… like a certain younger or older girl.
He'd said he hadn't had anyone like that! Then they'd told him they were interested in being his girlfriends! All of them! That would show people how amazing he was by having so many girlfriends! Gary had liked the sound of that. It was another thing he had beaten Ash to first! Therefore it had to be good!
One of the girls, Fiona, gushed. "His grandpa was so proud of him when he showed up at the Lab with all of us today!" Daisy blinked at that as another of the women skipped up.
Fiona leaned closer to Gary and gave him a hug that he stoically endured. That was what all the cool guys did when women threw themselves at them. So it was obviously the best thing to do.
When another of the girls leaned on him, he stumbled and missed whatever it was Sarah handed to Daisy. When he extracted himself from the two women Daisy had an amused expression which meant she knew something he didn't.
Gary narrowed his eyes at her. "What're you smiling about?"
"Nothing, nothing. Well, you look like you're in good hands." Fiona coughed. Daisy rolled her eyes at the older girl.
Gary puffed up his chest ignoring their weird girl behaviour. "They're safe with me you can be sure!" Daisy's head bobbed up and down before she pat him on the head.
"That's totally what I meant!" She then pointed at his backpack, "I got you a gift," Gary tore open the package grinning as a mix of differently coloured pokeballs fell out. "Sweet! Poke balls, Great balls, and Net balls and even… is that a Heavy ball?"
Daisy jostled his hair back and forth. "This is why I didn't get you a birthday present this year or last year! You're welcome, little bro."
Gary wanted to bounce in place, run off and use them, or even… he pushed the thought down of hugging his sister. That wasn't something cool guys did. He packed them away and rubbed under his nose, "Heh, thanks I guess sis, they're alright!"
Daisy's smile became a bit forced, but Gary turned away from her. "With all my gear ready it's time to head out ladies!"
Gary leapt over the side of the car into the passenger seat to let the ladies have the backspace to themselves so they could gossip about how cool he was or what sorts of dresses they wanted to buy. Girl stuff. He tried to get comfortable in the front seat which he found oddly stifling. Daisy lowered her fist and stared at him.
"You're taking a car?" she said, her hand turning white as she gripped the edge like she was stopping herself from tearing him out of the car.
Gary nodded tightly, "Yup! I'm going to skip through the first area cause there's not much that's important there! Then go to route twenty-two for the day to catch some strong pokemon and then work my way through Viridian forest over the next few days!" He gave her a thumbs-up that was perfectly steady and not shaking at all.
"You're going in… well," Daisy looked to his girlfriends, who all smiled and fluffed their pom poms. Eventually, she nodded. "Well, I'm glad you're able to get in a car… after what happened with…" Gary grimaced and looked out the side. He didn't want to think about Mum and Dad. But he wasn't afraid! He wasn't!
Daisy patted him on the head. "Look after each other ladies. And Gary, good luck on your journey, please call when you can alright?"
"If I remember!" he said while lifting his nose. He again pushed down the thought of hugging her. He didn't want to get out of the car and back in. He didn't like that idea for some reason. "See ya sis! Watch out for me on the tv cause I'm going to be big!"
He pointed forward like a boss. "Drive!"
The car slowly departed, and Gary waved over his shoulder at his sister. He didn't look back. He was a cool guy, and with the girls in the back seat, he probably wouldn't see anything anyway.
He passed a few trainers who had also collected pokemon on their way. Damian shouted at him. Gary pulled his eyelid down and stuck his tongue at the other guy. He couldn't stand that guy; he'd bought his way into getting a Charmander from his Gramps. Gramps wouldn't confirm it but Gary was positive that's what had happened.
He didn't see the other girl who had scored the traditional starter for Kanto but he did see a bucket hat bobbing around in some long grass so maybe she was already catching something weak like a Pidgey or a Rattata? He would have to watch out for her as her Bulbasaur would have an advantage against his Squirtle. Not that it'd do her any good!
He watched the countryside pass by and before long they were approaching Viridian. A walk that would have taken a day or two passed in an hour or so. Gary nodded to himself, pleased with his plan to get ahead of his fellow trainers.
Fiona hopped out after him and looked around as the other girls walked around to stretch. They formed a loose circle around him, smiling and waving at the locals as he strutted up to the local pokemart. "What's the plan for today Gary?"
Gary shot her a confident look. "I'm going to get some potions and antidotes in case we run into some poison types. Then I'm heading out to route twenty-two. There should be some Spearow, Nidoran and possibly even a Mankey that I can catch! I'll train up Squirtle with some encounters and then camp out before heading out early!"
"You should probably get some repel in case you lose track of time and need to camp out!"
Gary nodded. "Yeah, yea goo—" He jerked to glance around, noting the people that were nearby, "I mean! I knew that! Hahaha, good to see you know that though!" He then tossed a repel quickly into his basket. When Fiona coughed he bought another two. She coughed again, and he bought four more.
When the shopping was rung up, he exited to find a few of the girls waiting for him along with the driver. "Hey, Heather? Do you want to secure us some rooms? I'm going to go out and battle some wild pokemon for the rest of the day on route twenty-two."
The woman merely nodded, choosing not to speak before driving the car around the back of the pokemon centre. Gary couldn't help watching it drive off.
"Gary?" Fiona tapped his elbow and he jolted.
"Right! Off we go to catch myself some new pokemon!" Gary swung his arm heroically upward.
The girls all bounced in place and beamed at him. "Yah! Gary!" and so Gary heroically—
"Did someone say catch a pokemon!?" Before Gary knew what was happening an old man barged through their group and had his hands on Gary's shoulders.
"Young man! I shall teach you how to catch a pokemon! Come!"
"Hey! No! I know how to catch a pokemon old man! Let go!" Gary said as he was dragged along.
"Nonsense! Young whipper snappers like yourself are always wandering off into the woods without the slightest clue how to catch a pokemon!" Gary swatted at the man's arms only for the man to have a grip of steel.
"Look out! Grampa's loose and got another trainer!" shouted a passerby.
Fiona approached those people while Gary was dragged further towards the fields where some pokemon were idly scratching at the ground.
Gary missed what Fiona and the other man were discussing as instead, he found himself stuck next to the old geezer.
"Right! Youngin! Watch closely. When you encounter a pokemon it will either fight or run away. Pokemon that fight are the easiest to catch. If you're after a pokemon that is going to run like an Abra you need to use moves or items that stop pokemon from running off."
"I… I knew that! Mean Look is the best for stopping pokemon from getting away!" Gary said calmly, not at all whining as the man kept one hand on his shoulder.
The old man nodded his head seriously. "Indeed! You can also use leashes to entangle them to stop them. Outright using physical traps are banned and Rangers will detain you if you do use them, so remember that! Many a young fool have lost their license from using old Ursaring traps on much smaller pokemon!"
He gestured to a Rattata that was not purple but instead a light yellow-gray. "Now watch closely as I catch this pokemon!"
He reached out and snatch one of Gary's pokeballs from gary's belt. "HEY! THAT'S MINE OLD MAN!"
"Shhhhh! Quiet!" He pushed Gary back a step before leaping forward against that Rattata. "Ha Have at the!"
The rat pokemon startled and turned to bare its fangs at the old man. Gary grimaced, his hand shot to his pokeball to withdraw Squirtle to save the old man only for the old man to shift into the perfect pitcher pose.
"Take this you pokemon!" He then leaned back before letting rip the mother of all pitches. Rattata's eyes bulged as the pokeball howled through the air before slamming straight between the little rat's eyes. The pokeball lined up on the rat and a red light shot forth to connect with the downed pokemon. The light swallowed the pokemon and drew it in. The pokeball wobbled once, twice, three times, … four times, "Oh! Got some fight this one!" claimed the old man before the pokeball settled and clicked, signifying that capture had gone through.
The old man then casually walked forward and grabbed the pokeball before raising it up towards Gary. "And that's how you catch a pokemon young man!"
Gary grimaced. "Yeah… alright that was kinda cool. How'd you get so good at throwing a pokeball? Usually, you have to battle em first I thought?"
The old man tossed the pokeball towards Gary. His hand drifted up to rub at this chin. "Ho? A curious mind eh? You want my secrets?" He leaned closer.
Gary leaned in only to get the smell of old man and bad breath. "I forgot!"
He then looked a little sad before shaking his head. "But I do remember that you don't always have to fight the pokemon. There are other methods than just catching them through fighting. You can form a bond much sooner, or even offer the pokemon a deal. They might have something they want, you know?"
Gary considered that before nodding. He looked down at the ball that now housed… his Rattata? "Well thanks, old man but maybe you should keep this one seeing as you caught it?"
The old man shook his head and then began walking back to Viridian. "No, that's a young pokemon. I think a young trainer would be best for it. Treat it well; it's a strong one, I can tell." With that said, the old man continued to walk away.
Gary looked to the girls feeling oddly like they'd set him up by letting the man through, but he couldn't put his finger on why that was exactly. "Who was that guy?"
"Local old man," said Sarah.
She shrugged at his look, "He's harmless. I grew up in Viridian before moving in with the other girls in Pallet. He mostly wanders around and tries to help out with various tasks. Has a really bad memory though, so he forgets that he was a famous pitcher for the Vermillion Electabuzz when baseball first took off. He's got a strong arm on him, neh?"
Gary considered how the old man had kept him there despite his protests before nodding. "Geezer was strong, yeah."
He checked the pokeball over before putting it on his belt. He hadn't caught it but it was his. It was like the old man said, you don't have to battle all pokemon yourself, just like you don't have to catch them all yourself either.
He still headed east for the day though. Just cause he had new ideas floating around didn't mean his old plan was bad.
"Time to catch me some more pokemon! Let's go Squirtle!" He flicked the pokeball out, a lesson he'd learnt thanks to his Gramps. Always keep a pokemon out and ready when in the wild.
When they reached the path to the east he dove straight into the bushes and began to search around. The first pokemon was a pidgey. "Squirtle use Tackle!"
And so the fight, and Gary's rise to the top, began.
By the time he returned to Viridian for the day, he did so with a male Nidoran, a Spearow, and the Rattata the old man got for him. All in all, it was not a bad start to his day. His Squirtle had gotten to fight a number of pokemon and even when two mankey had tried to pincer him, he'd fought them off.
Sadly, Gary had… Well actually those Mankey were just quick and dodged his throw, that was all! He'd also taken the time to delay the fight by snapping a few pictures of them with his pokedex, like his Gramps wanted.
Still, it stung a bit, missing out on the chance to catch one of the Mankey.
Fiona and the girls had bounced along after him the entire time. A few trainers had approached them while they rested on the road as Gary fought with squirtle. He'd seen them accept a few battles and had been surprised to see them field a Tangela, a Tauros, and a freaking Quilava during the fights! His girlfriends were strong!
He thought about that. If they were strong and thought he was good… Then he really must be great! He grinned to himself and nodded at that. When they got to the pokecenter they had a normal meal.
"Is… this what pokecenter meals are always like?" Gary said looking at the rather bland thin meat with boiled veggies that steamed.
"Yah! Hot food! Great isn't it?" said Sarah. Gary gave her a look that caused her to giggle. "Oh! Give it a few days of camping and you'll understand! Also, it's practically free and you don't have to cook it yourself."
"Sure, but I mean where's the flavour? This is so… bland and tasteless." He cut into the 'steak' and looked at it sadly.
The nearby Chansey narrowed its eyes at him.
He gave it a look. "What? It is?" The Chansey sniffed and swept its head up before turning and stalking away.
Sarah pointed to the pokemon waddling away. "Chansey are the cooks at some of the pokecenters. Nurses get busy and sometimes the pokemon take over duties like that. It's not just the people you might offend when saying things like that."
"But it sucks!?" he said around a mouthful of the food. It was practically a single step up from gruel! "What will they feed us in the morning?" he asked, a thought rising up.
"Porridge with berries, or eggs, always lots of unfertilised eggs around to use," said Sarah with a shrug. Gary relaxed, his fear of gruel not appearing. Fiona rubbed his head.
"Oh Gary, you're just used to the finer things in life that's all, aren't you?" Gary grumbled out of her noogie to huff at her. She merely smiled at him. "Awww, don't worry we can eat at restaurants, but you'll need to win some matches for that."
Gary brightened. That was right, he got an allowance… and Gramps was subsidising that a bit more and he had a bit more stashed away… he could eat at nice places instead of just eating bland meals.
"Tomorrow I will trounce six other trainers and take us all to the Mr Mime's house for their finest cheeseburger!"
Sarah choked on her glass of water. Heather bit her lip and thumped Sarah on the back. When Sarah was able to breathe she gave Gary a watery smile. "Oh… bless your little heart, that was just… So precious."
Gary shot her a thumbs up. "You're my girlfriends, right? That means I take you out for dinner! Only the best for my girls!"
The girls couldn't look at him and instead looked down and shook slightly as they shot each other glances. Gary rubbed his nose. He must have the Oak charm as his Gramps called it! They were speechless!
"Hey, I want to head out early tomorrow! Let's check out the rooms. Heather? Where are our rooms?" Gary said.
Heather rose and led the group to two rooms across from each other. Gary took one key and inserted it into the door to check inside. "Huh? They gave me a giant bed?"
Heather stiffened. "Ah, you should probably take the other one."
Gary looked at her before taking the other key. This room had a smaller bed but also a computer that he'd be able to do some research on… and maybe call his family if he wanted. It also had a small pond for water pokemon with a heat lamp. Perfect for his Squirtle. "Alright I'll take this one, but we better change your room. They only gave you girls one bed."
The girls shared a look before biting their lips in unison. Fiona stepped forward once more. "Oh, it's no problem, we're used to sharing. You get used to sharing like that when you're camping."
"Oh… well alright then! Night girls!" Gary waved them off before heading into his room. He took his shoes off and jumped on the bed a bit. A noise made him stop. … Were the girls laughing?
Must be having a pillow fight. He shrugged and released his pokemon to start getting to know them better.
The next day did not start well. "Squirtle dodge!"
Gary's pokemon threw itself to the side only for the Oddish to turn on a pokedollar and launch its spore-ridden body straight into the pokemon while it was down. Squirtle locked up as paralysis took over. "Squirtle fight through!"
His Squirtle rose up with a tough warcry.
"Heh! Young man you should learn to call a match when your pokemon are backed into a corner! Oddish finish it with Mega Drain!" The small Oddish swished the leaves atop its head and green energy bubbled out into Squirtle. This caused the turtle to collapse.
"Squirtle!" yelled Gary as it dawned on him. He was going to lose. He stared at his downed pokemon for a long moment before raising up his pokeball to return his pokemon.
The older man raised his hands. "Ha! Another victory for Crusher Carl! Pay up brat!"
Gray blinked. "Oh, right. Here." He handed over the agreed-upon sum and found himself oddly light from the exchange. He looked down at the pokeball in his hands. 'Crusher' Carl walked off loudly, leaving Gary to consider his defeat.
Fiona approached and patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, don't be too sad. Everyone loses occasionally," she said carefully. She'd lowered herself down to his level and Gary looked at her.
"But… I'm not supposed to lose?" Fiona gave him a small smile.
"Everyone loses," she said seriously. She gestured out to other areas where pokemon trainers were fighting even now, ignoring him in his defeat. "Even the best lose occasionally Gary. It's pretty much a universal truth. You remember that Brock beat the Champ in an exhibition match right?"
"Yeah, it was awesome."
"And has anyone beaten the Champion recently in any of the matches he's had?"
"No, he crushed them. Even Agatha…" Gary said as he started to get what Fiona was saying.
Fiona nodded. "Yeah, sometimes it's a bad match up, sometimes it's the other trainer being better or you're having an off day. But losing isn't the end. It's just part of the process."
She tapped him on the chest. "Remember the mistakes and don't make them again alright? Also, that guy? He's named Crusher for a reason. He's a washed up punk that hangs out to fight new trainers as they make their way through. He wouldn't ever venture out into the wilds to get stronger pokemon. He just beats on people while they're weak."
"He's a bully?!" Gary said, glancing over to see the older man looming over a small girl with a Sentret in her arms. "He is!"
Fiona nodded. "Yup! He is, there are plenty of people like him. Just like there are plenty of nice men and women more than willing to have a match to help you work your team while you travel. There are plenty of good eggs to make up for the rotten ones."
Gary nodded before considering Carl. "I'm going to challenge him again!" He stalked up, just as it seemed the girl was about to agree to the match just to get the older man to leave her alone. "Hey! Carl, I want a rematch!"
The older man turned, leer fixed in place. "Hoh brat wants a rematch? Sure. Let's go!"
Gary lost twice more before discovering that his Rattata could use Quick Attack to great effect. Carl handed the money over with a grunt. "Got lucky punk!"
Gary met his gaze. "This time I did, but give me a couple days? You won't even be a challenge!"
Carl grunted at that and stalked off. The girl that had almost been bullied into the fight bounced up only to shriek as Fiona and the girls all jumped into a line with pom poms flourishing.
"Gary! Gary! He's our man. If he can't do it, no one can!"
Gary shot them a smirk before giving a thumbs up to the girl as she gaped at him in apparent awe. Then he sauntered off like a hero.
Nurse Joy sadly wasn't as impressed with his heroic antics, instead reprimanding him and telling him to be more mindful of his pokemon. "Remember young man if your entire team falls unconscious or worse you can get energy feedback!"
"Oh yeah…" He remembered that. Nurse Joy stared at him
"Do you remember that young man? Your Rattata was very close to being knocked out. Remember your energy is shared with your team to make the pokeballs work. But that can short out. If you're going to take things so far I'd suggest getting a full team before testing your limits like that!"
Gary nodded, chagrined at the grilling. "Now you will sit over there and not go anywhere while I check over your pokemon! Urgh young trainers!" she said while storming off with a tray with four pokeballs on it.
Gary sighed and sat down at the table. Only to have a cafeteria tray with cold meat and cold veggies put in front of him. He looked up to see a Chansey glowering at him. "I'm not eating that!"
Chansey pointed towards a sign which read 'Pokemon knocked out? You might also need a pick-me-up! Get a meal in you before you leave!'.
Gary looked back at Chansey. "I'm not tha—"
Chansey shovelled a spoon of mushy carrots into his mouth. His girlfriends watched on, tittering to themselves. Heather pulled a small flag with his face on it and waved it.
Then with a flat monotone, the driver said, "Yaaaaah, Gary!" This caused a giggle to go through his girlfriends before they nudged Heather to be quiet.
Gary huffed at them. "I can feed myself!" He snatched up the spoon and made a show of doing just that. Chansey watched him before sniffing and marching off. "Damn Chansey!" he said under his breath. He still ate the meal. The puffball of a pokemon wasn't wrong after all.
When he had his team back with the Nurse's approval to head out he decided he left the pokecenter proper.
"Alright ladies! I started my legend today with my first victory over that punk Charleston—"
"Carl" supplied Heather.
"Whatever! He's a footnote! Now! I hear you asking where are we going? We'll progress to the Viridian Forest and camp on the outskirts. Then Heather will take the car to Pewter, and we will progress through the forest!" Gary pointed forward like he was a famous explorer of old.
The group all cheered at his leadership. Gary glanced at Fiona and she gave him a subtle nod. He relaxed at that before walking out to… the car. He licked his lips and hopped into the front seat as the girls took their seats.
His gramps hadn't wanted him to see the pictures of what had happened to his parents… but he'd snuck into the lab and broken into the filing cabinet. The car had been unrecognisable.
Fiona leaned forward and put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a squeeze that he suddenly found himself appreciating. This time some of them sat in each other's laps. Heather drove out a bit quicker. He clenched his jaw as the world sped by. A loud giggle made him glance away from the road to see the girls fooling around in the back.
The car rocked slightly before thumping and Gary stiffened, ready to throw himself out of the car after his girlfriends. "What was that!? Did we hit something?!"
Heather checked the mirrors. "Nope, just a puddle. Oops splashed a trainer back there. Want me to go back and apologise?"
Gary spared the mud monster-looking trainer a look. "Nah!" He then pinched his nose. "Urgh! I can smell them from here! What was in that puddle?"
The girls looked at each other. "You don't want to know." They all leaned into another girl's neck as though that would escape the smell. Maybe it would. Gary would take girl perfume over that smell any day!
"Why, what was it?" he said while holding his nose. Urgh! Were they downwind of it still?
The girls shared a look before shrugging. "Sometimes Giovanni lets his pokemon roam around town. He can't always get people out to clean up after them quickly though so they leave little presents… that sometimes people step in… or in this case, get splashed with."
Gary felt a little bad at that, but the trainer had already run into the pokecenter. They'd get cleaned off surely? Eh, not his problem anymore, even if that was gross. He glanced towards the Viridian gym. Maybe if he mentioned he was … Nah that wouldn't be cool. He'd earn his badge, not rely on his gramps.
He looked forward and nodded. He was starting to get used to driving places.
Good, that meant he'd conquered his fear. He'd probably get Heather to drive them around later but when he reached Pewter he'd do some serious planning on what type of pokemon he'd get. He wanted the strongest and the smartest. And that meant he needed a plan.
Today he'd beat some more trainers and camp in the forest. Then he'd get to Pewter tomorrow and be ready for the Gym Leader. What could go wrong?
For him? Nothing!
For that poor schmuck that had… Gary turned his head, "Hey was that Ashy boy we just splashed with Rhydon dung?" The girls gave him confused looks.
Right, they didn't know Ashy boy. Gary waved it off all while grinning to himself.
He was so going to say 'smell ya later!' to Ash when he saw him next!
A.N. Special thanks goes to my patreons for their support!
Special thanks goes to Raikor, Ab9999, Kurlinni, and Elnoorz for betaing and editing this chapter