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Old 06-18-2012, 06:20 PM
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Default Gotta Catch em' all Kanto: Yellow Version [RP][Open]

Kanto Yellow


In the past, everyday new trainers would embark on their Pokemon journey. These journeys were a rite of passage that most young trainers undertook. The typical journey started with a youngster leaving home with a starter pokemon and bag filled with the essentials; the child would then head out into the wild to catch pokemon and work their way across their region. The ultimate goal of most young trainers was to make their way to the Pokemon League.

Some people saw these journey's as important tools to help young people reach maturity. Others found it barbaric to send such young children into the wild to fend for themselves - especially in a world filled with dangerous creatures. A hand-full of new trainer incidents were accepted by each generation. Most people felt these incidents were accidents that could have been avoided. This all changed with the disappearance of a young trainer five years ago.

After those events a great debate began. A simple question was raised, are pokemon journeys ethical. A council was convened, it consisted of the most important people from all across the globe. After a short meeting a unanimous decision was reached - the council would read their verdict on live television. No person under twenty five would be allowed to start a Pokemon Journey from that point on. The council explained that, due to the dangerous natures of wild pokemon and radical squads - like Team Rocket and Team Magma, the government could not promise the safety of any one person. They stated that they would look over the issue again in five years.

Five years have passed without incident. A declining number in the popularity of Pokemon League ratings and sales sparked up a new debate. A new council was formed, with sole purpose of fixing this decline in sales. The council agreed to the construction of a special school to be built; this school's purpose would be to prepare a group of young trainers to survive a full journey across Kanto without incident. Viridian City became the home of the first location - the creation of other schools depends solely on the outcome of a new group of trainers and how they do on their journey. The students have had two years of training and are now ready to start their journey. If their journey has a successful outcome, it would prove that, with proper training, children could protect themselves. The fate of all young trainers rest on this first group.

  • Build a strong relationship with your partners (Not every trainer class will get along, try to stay in character while learning about your new partners)
  • Building a strong team (In order to capture and train pokemon you need to add to the story for points, the more you put into the story the more points youll get)
  • Make your way to the Pokemon League (Do your best to solve the problems that lay ahead of you, so you are always moving forward as a team)

Rules/General Info
GCeA is a point based game, in the trivia sections members get points by simply posting. GCeA is meant to be a fun fast paced story game. With so many great writers I decided to make a more Role Play based game. While there will still be points given out the system has been compeletly changed for RP. Now players will earn points based on their story telling and creativity. Other major changes will include trainer classes and pokemon point values. These will limit your ability to catch every pokemon but it will allow more work with each of your pokemon. Please pick a trainer class carefully.
  • All PE2K rules
  • There is an 9 person limit to the game. If you become inactive you will lose your spot on the team.
  • For every 1000 characters you will receive a point. (this count should not include spaces) 5 points is the maximum amount of points you can earn for a post.
  • Quoting others does not count to your character total
  • Stories about your captures should be send to Judge Dredd for approval first.
  • Your character must be between 14 and 16 years old.
  • Make a Trainer Card and keep it updated.
  • No god-moding
  • Please respect all players and their choices
  • Let's keep this around PG13. Violence, mild blood and gore, mild language, and romance are allowed, but anything that would be considered M rated must not be posted. Take that to the PMs if you must.
  • You can only have one character in the game.
  • No Pokemon can be added to your Trainer Card without approval from one of the two RPM.
  • This roleplay is a point game (the points will be given based on your post submission.)
  • You will have to a pick a trainer class, once that class is picked you can only capture pokemon that would fall under that class.
  • Other rules may be added later or are in the SU
  • All your question should be asked on the link posted. At no time should you break character. Please click on this link Gotta Catch Em' All Club
  • Picking a starter is easy, a trainer can pick almost any pokemon that falls under his trainer class type. It has to be 1st gen and it has to be approved first

Important Things To Remember
  • To level up a pokemon you will need points equal to that of the level that it evolves at in the game.
  • Trade evolution and Stone Evolution Prices will be added soon.
  • When catching a Pokemon you should tell a short story about your capture. Think about URPG
  • It has been 20 or so years since "Ash" started his journey.
  • Most gym leaders from the past are gone. Even the number of gyms can change during the story.
  • At the end of each of my posts I will give a list of people available in each area.
  • Legends will appear in the story but will not be catch able.
  • Based on the popularity of the of the RP more things will be added to the game.
  • You are new trainer so you will not start off knowing everything !

Dragonair: 33054
Dragonite: 33129
Level100: 33264

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Trainer Class Pokemon List
(Below is a list of Pokemon that will be available to each trainer)

Earth Trainer

(10)...(15)....(15)...(18)...(X)...(25).....(33).. ...(25).....(27)....(27)

Water Specialist

(10)...(X)....(15)...(20)...(18)...(23).....(23).. ...(27).....(27)....(33)

Fire Spinner

(15)...(X)....(10)...(22)....(20).....(22).....(23 ).....(27).....(27)....(30)

Aerial Artist

(8)...(X)....(15)...(18)....(25).....(30).....(22) .....(20).....(33)....(25)

Light Mage

(8).....(X).....(15).....(22)...(19)......(22).... .....(30).....(25).........(25)....(30)

Dark Mage

(8)...(20)....(20)...(15)....(27).....(25).....(25 )...(X)...(25).....(30)


Dragonair: 33054
Dragonite: 33129
Level100: 33264

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Trainer Class Pokemon List Continued
(Below is a list of Pokemon that will be available to each trainer)

Ace Trainer (Grass)

(X)..(8)...(20)......(15)...(20)......(28).......( 25)....(25)...(25)..........(30)

Ace Trainer (Fire)

(27).....(8).....(22).....(15)......(22)....(25).. .......(25).....(20).........(33)....(X)

Ace Trainer (Water)

(27).....(8).....(15).....(X)...(20)......(23).... .....(25).....(20).........(27)....(30)

Accepted (6/9)
(One Trainer for each Trainer Class)
Judge Dredd-Max(Defensive Master)
Gelatini Jejunator/Etymology-Eti Molo(Water Ace Trainer)
Latio-Nytro-Markus Novolos(Fire Spinner)
-Sealboy1Xiac Kanoshi(Water Specialist)
Phantasm.Angel-Eli Conner(Ground Trainer)
charmander009- Aidan Fletcher(Light Mage)
Eternal Moonlight-Leah Reed(Ace Trainer Fire)
Saraibre Ryu Shay Miru(Aerial Ace)
VelocityPersephone Silverton(Ace Trainer Grass)
bronislav84Akira Hinomi(Dark Mage)


Dragonair: 33054
Dragonite: 33129
Level100: 33264

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The out skirts of Viridian City
The Night Before

A warm breeze blows through the fields of grass. Max stands perfectly still, he lets the wind surround him, he feels the brush of the tall grass run through his fingers. With a blind fold covering his eyes Max relies on his basic instincts to see. He listens to the movement of the grass and the warm howl of nearby trees shaking. He picks up the scent of pokemon nesting in the trees above. He focuses his mind on every detail that is given to him. He feels the wind collide with the cold steel of something foreign. He listens as the snapping grass gives away this creatures location. He takes a deep breath to focus. With in an instance the creature is moving at full speed towards him. The creature is very bulky and very slow, each step it takes leaves an impact in the ground. Max stays still as the creature draws in towards him. He feels the ground shake under his feet as the it moves closer and closer. As the creature goes in for its final attack Max leaps into the air. Max's left foot lands square in the middle golden the x wrapped across the creatures face. His right foot lands on slippery flat surface of its head. Max uses his momentum to slide off the top of the creature. The furious creature turns its massive body around kicking grass and dirt into the air. Max lands softly on his feet and rolls out of the way of the clumps of dirt being kicked around.

Max calls out the creature "is that the best you have!"

A horrible metallic screech is let out form the beast. Max doesn't flinch as the screech shakes the leaves off the trees. The giant metal spider then makes a second charge at Max. Max pauses for a moment to allow beast make its move. He feels the giant arm of the pokemon swing towards him. He stays focused as the wind from the arm pushes against him. He makes a slight move and the arm misses him. Max feels out each swing of the creatures arm. He adjusts his footing moving his feet as if he was part of choreographed danced. After a few slight movements, Max rolls under the belly of the beast onto his feet. He stands still as the beast is forced to turn around.

"Your getting old my friend, your movements are slow." He says taunting the creature.

The creature reacts poorly to this taunted. It presses it down into the ground and with all its force shoots up into air. Once its air bound it retracts its legs. The big metal spider then comes spiraling back the Max like a boomerang being called back. Max sees it coming for him and he smiles.

" Here we go."

As the creature descends it picks up speed, its body comes close to the ground hovers above it still spinning. Max runs at full speed to get away from it. Its spiral movements cut the grass around it as it closes the gap between itself and Max. Max notices that he can't out run so he tries a different strategy. As the creature spins closer and closer to him, Max stops and waits. He feels the wind from the creature on the back of his knees and leaps into a back flip. His hands land perfectly on top steel platform of the creature. An almost perfect move is ruined as the weight of Max's body has caused the creature start wobbling. With the shaking Max can't push back off and looses balance, he then slams into the creature and slides off its back.

Max lays for a second but is jolted back to his feet by his Z Dex.
"Sir may I recommend a new strategy?"

Max wears an advanced computer device on his left wrist. Using his right hand he flips up the chrome panal and presses a button.
"Go ahead Z."
A stream of light comes out of the dex and the hologram of a Porygon-Z appears before him.
"Well sir based on the creature current position,tilt of spin, and the rate of its speed. I would say you have 6 seconds before impact. "

Max watchs as the beast spins around to make second run at him. He turns back to Z.
"Well what do you suggest?"
"Running Sir!"

Max starts running again. Z continues to speak to him.
"You might consider using one of your pokemon sir."
Max looks down shaking his head.

In a sarcastic tone, "Right, your choosing to continue this on your own. I mean your sure

to match a Metagross in speed and strength."
His arguing with Z has caused him neglect his surroundings, he fails to notice the presence of a tiny Sandshrew who had just burrowed up from underground. Max's foot connects with the sandshrew and he falls to the ground. Max lucked out as the Metagross flew right over him. Porygon speaks up

"Are you ready to take my advice sir?"

"Hold on Z."

Max rolls over to check to see that Sandshrew is alright. He finds it but the poor thing injured. The sandshrew looks up at him

"shrew , shrew"

Max looks the Sandscrew.

"I'm sorry little one, I'll get you help after this.

He opens the Z dex

"Okay, I got it, this training session has to end, before someone gets hurt."

On the other end of the field Metagross finally lands. As soon as its metal legs touch down onto the ground it lets out a mighty roar. Max switches up his plan and runs right towards the Metagross.
"Sir, are you sure this is going to work ?"

"Shut up Z I need to focus."

Max stops short of the Metagross.

"Trainings Over!"

He presses his fingers to his head and focuses all his energy onto the beast. Metagross drops to its knees, but it doesnt go down without a fight. The mighty beast sends out its own psychic attack. Max fights through the attack and the Metagross faints. Max drops to his knees. He pulls out a pokeball.

The Metagross is pulled back into the pokeball.

"Sir its time we get that Sandshrew to the Pokemon Center!" Z warns him.

Max gets up and runs to get sandshrew. He picks her up. "You'll be fine little one!"

Max takes the Sandshrew back the Pokemon Center. There he falls asleep waiting for it. Nurse Joy wakes him up.
" Sir, Sir the pokemon you brought in is doing fine. Also your Metagross is back to 100 percent."

He takes the pokeball back.

"Thanks, and by chance do you know what time is it ?"

She responds
"Its 8am !"

Max jumps up.
"Oh, I'm running behind. The kids are all waiting for me in the dinning hall, todays the beginning over their Journey!"

"Good Luck on your Journey !"

Max rushes down the street towards the school. He makes his way through the building to the dinning hall. Outside the door the other instructors stand waiting for him. Master Jin one of the other instructors speaks up.
" Your a little late Master Max, your team is inside their eating alone."

Max nods his head and enters the room. He finds the group eating breakfast.

"Well what are we waiting for ?"

Dragonair: 33054
Dragonite: 33129
Level100: 33264

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Eti Molo
Pallet Town
Residence to Viridian City Trainer School

Euck. Six AM start, again.

Groggily, I kneaded my eyes free of any ‘sleepy dust’, and sat myself upright. I passed a glance through the window; the weather didn’t seem too dreary. However, the temperature did not reflect my mood in that regard; I had to haul myself back to that place. It’d be fine if not for human interactions. I just wanted to learn about the world and Pokemon, be confirmed ready enough to go out on my adventure and then leave. But no, this couldn’t be the case. Once more I have to trundle myself into school with all the students that didn’t seem to have a freaking clue about other people, just their precious Pokemon. I let out a loud sigh. Things would get better, though. We do leave today, afterall.

I committed to the day’s morning routine; showering, eating, etc. After I had slipped on my jeans and shirt, I descended the stairs. My uncle and Helix were waiting for me in the kitchen. The atmosphere of the place seemed different, somehow, like it was no longer part of the place of where I lived. In a few hours, that’d be true, I suppose. I won’t be coming back here for a while.

“I’ve never seen you so eager for school before, Eti!” Trevor told me. I didn’t feel eager. Sure, I was looking forward to the journey, but not with those people. He was undoubtedly more excited than I was for this journey; he must have projected those emotions on to me.

“Yeah, I suppose so," I responded, taking a seat next to Helix at the kitchen table. “Are all my things packed?”

“I took the liberty of sorting everything out for you last night, buddy.” He plonked a pretty large looking dark blue rucksack onto the pine in front of me. “Clothes, toiletries, Pokemon paraphernalia, all the essentials are in that bag.”

“Thanks a bunch.” I stood up and attempted to lift the bag onto my back. It was lighter than it looked. I turned my attention to the Poliwag near to me. “Alright, you ready to go, Helix?”

Helix’s deep black eyes lit up. His blue skin looked newly moistened; Trevor must have bathed him whilst I was getting ready. The Tadpole Pokemon bounded off of the wooden chair, springing itself onto my shoulder with its powerful legs and tail. He pressed his soft pink lips to my cheek sweetly. He let out a cry, signalling that he was ready to go.

“Alright, let’s do this,” I told the room before progressing to the front door.

“Eti!” Trevor called to me before I set foot out into the wide world. He handed me my jacket; the dark blue material was softer than usual, it seemed. “Don't forget about this. Oh, and don’t forget that Helix still can’t walk properly, so carry Helix or have the little guy in his Poke Ball at all times outside of battle until he evolves! Oh, and make sure to dampen his skin every day with a wet cloth; I’ve put a cloth in your bag for you.”

“Oh, come on, Trevor, stop worrying.” I turned to him, a smug smirk on my face. “Helix and I have been pals for three years; I think I know my own partner by now.” I walked out the door and left.

The trek to Viridian everyday was a tiresome one. It took a good thirty minutes every day to travel from Pallet to school; it was a burden, but I got used to it after my first year at the Viridian Trainer School. The walk could be quite refreshing and relaxing at times too; there was always wildlife surrounding you, something that Helix seemed to appreciate after being taken out of his natural habitat in the Fuschia Safari Zone. The locals were quite friendly, too. From what I heard on TV, a few of them gave out items to aspiring trainers. I wonder if such a thing would happen to me on my journey; the future seemed so uncertain. To be honest, I probably shouldn’t complain about how tiring the distance between school and my house was; the journey itself would be far more tiring than any excursion to school would ever be.

Eventually, we made it to Viridian. The grass seemed greener here, compared to Pallet Town. I made my way to the entrance of the school. I could almost smell the presence of Pokemon that were soon to befall the room. I made my way to the dining hall, and took a seat at the very corner of the room, away from other student's interactions. Despite coming to this school for three years, I didn’t know a lot about the other students. There was a part of me hoping that they’d be nice, but deep down I knew they held undesirable characteristics just like everybody else I had encountered in my life. I sighed again.

“Well, after three years, we’re almost ready to set out and prove the world wrong,” I told Helix. He nodded at me in agreement, and we both waited for Max to show up. I looked at my watch. “Tch. Eight AM. Max must be running late.”

Eventually, he showed up. He said nothing more than ‘well, what are you waiting for?’ I rose to my feet, Helix still on my shoulders. It was time. We were about to begin our journey that we had planned for so long, for three years. Hopefully Dad would be proud of me.

OOG Information:
Link to Trainer Card: Coming soon.
Current Team: Helix (Poliwag | M) |
Summary: Eti has just set out on his journey with Helix, the Poliwag. He has made it to the Viridian Trainer School and is awaiting further instruction.
Character Count: 4017
Points Earned: 4
Points on Hand: 4
Thoughts: Wooooooo it's finally starting!

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Eli Conner, Viridian City, Trainer School
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Eli woke up in a cold sweat. He had suffered another nightmare, his fourth in the last week, and like the others, the details were already fading away. The boy sat up in his bed and ran his hands through his thoroughly messy hair. Wincing as he pulled out tangles, Eli thought about his dreams. They seemed to be brought on by a combination of his nerves and the loss of appetite that had accompanied them. Hopefully, this was the last of them. After all, today was the milestone that he had been so eager and terrified of. Eli was finally going to become a Pokémon Trainer, the first in his family in fact. And if that wasn't enough pressure, the group he was part of was the deciding factor in allowing children to become trainers again. Just the thought of it was making Eli dizzy and short of breath, so he made one more effort to push it from his mind.

He turned to his left and saw his Machop, Meister, still asleep. When he had been given his room, the school had offered Eli's Pokémon a bed as well, but the Superpower Pokémon had refused and slept on the carpet. Eli thought that if the choice of a hardwood floor or a bed of nails had been included, Meister would have passed up the carpet in a heartbeat. Whether sleeping on the floor was some part of his Machop's training or simply more comfortable, Eli did not know. He suspected that it was the former, since back home in Vermillion, Meister had no problem sleeping on the couch, and the challenges coming would need him in his best shape. Eli would maybe ask his Pokémon about that later, but for now, he had to get ready.

Stepping out of bed, and making extra sure not to stir his Machop, Eli grabbed the clothes he had laid out the night before and his toothbrush and headed towards the bathroom. The hallways carpet muffled his already silent footsteps and Eli didn't have to converse with any of the older students. His routine went by quickly, and Eli quickly retreated to his room, pausing once to pull his yellow sweatshirt on over his t-shirt. Eli went back into his room and shook his Pokémon awake.

Meister, as always, was on his feet in less than a minute and full of more energy than Eli had in a week. While his trainer pulled on his socks and shoes, the Machop checked the room to see if they had left anything unpacked. Satisfied with the survey, Meister handed Eli his backpack and two set off to the dining hall. It was just about deserted, but Eli still picked a seat a fair distance from any of the other students. Setting his stuff down, and promising Meister to grab him a glass of eggs, the boy headed to the breakfast line. The selection was impressive to say the least. Sizzling bacon, light and fluffy pancakes, and so much more were on full display. It looked so delicious, but Eli felt his stomach tighten into a knot and resigned himself to grabbing only a bowl of corn flakes and, focusing intently on his hands, asked one of the servers for a glass and some eggs.

The look he received was one of mild surprise, but Eli gestured at his Machop, and the items were produced. Heading back to the table, balancing the bowl under one arm, the glass in another, and the three eggs in his hands, Eli tried not to make eye contact with anyone. Miraculously, he managed to make it back to his spot without spilling anything and making a total fool of himself. While Meister began cracking the eggs and pouring their contents into the glass, Eli picked at the corn flakes and scanned the room. More people arrived, and time ticked away. While his Machop had gotten him to go back two more times for more eggs, his trainer had only gotten through half of his corn flakes and there wasn’t much hope for finishing the rest.

Pushing away his bowl, Eli looked up at his partner Pokémon, who was giving him an odd look. “What?” The Machop looked at his bowl and then back at him, a quizzical expression on his blue face. Eli gave a weak grin and a thumbs up, “Don’t worry, I’m just scared. I’ll eat a big lunch, promise.” Meister smiled and returned the thumbs up and took the dishes back up to the counter. Eli noticed that his sleeves were falling around his hands and rolled them up. By the time Meister had returned, the yellow sweatshirt had already resumed hiding his fingertips.

Not long afterwards, the team’s teacher arrived. Everyone was supposed to just call him Max, but Eli only felt comfortable calling him sir. “Well, what are you waiting for?” he asked. Eli wished he could tell him that he was waiting for the fear to go away, and he was waiting to find out that this was all a dream and he was home in Vermillion where being a Pokémon Trainer was a possibility a million years away instead of just a few minutes. He wished he could say that, but as usual, Eli held his tongue. One boy with a Poliwag on his shoulder stood up, and Eli, figuring that was what they were supposed to do, pulled his backpack on, put up his hood and rose to his feet as well. He thought about putting Meister in the Poké Ball his dad had given for him, but decided against it. Not only did the others have their Pokémon out, but this was a journey that they were taking together. The two of them were going to be partners from the beginning to the end.
"You see, in life, the road to darkness is a journey, not a light switch."

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Markus Novolos
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Trainer School, Viridian City
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Here he was. Ready to take on the world. He set his alarm clock slightly early-7:30 AM, instead of 8-so he could get dressed. He had his Pokemon, his clothes, his PokeGear, his everything. He was as prepared for this as any other.

But looking through the internet (on his PokeGear), as a final check of the Defensive Master, Markus finally caught on to a certian detail that would have made him grumpy about this from the very beginning. At least he got 'practice' from blocking out his mind by hiding information from Aunt Sabs-'practice,' as in, failed attempts. They were getting better the more he did it, but they were always failed attempts.

Reading his private mind? Really? Bull****. What's in one's head should REMAIN in one's head unless he makes it known otherwise. Yet, here was blatant proof of what would make this potentially as miserable as HELL: Max was a f***ing Mage. He HATED Mages with a burning passion, especially Aunt Sabrina (though that was a more personal thing). He knew two of the Mages, one Light and one Dark (and both subject to equal amounts of scorn by Markus), were chosen to go with him, but they were weak and he could block them out easily. Max was experianced, however. Not as experianced as his Aunt, of course, having chosen more of a Pokemon battling route than a Mage training route (Sabs didn't even think of stopping her mental training until she was considered an Elder Mage, apparently, and still trained harder for a few extra years until finally traveling with Pokemon), but still experianced enough to make his head hurt.

Henceforth, he came to the dining hall with a particuarily grumpy attitude, like he didn't have one already. He had one hell of a dream.

But it was just one detail, over and over, like a broken record. Just someone dead, in a pool of his own blood. Nobody he knew, either, a random police officer, judging from the uniform, but nobody he knew either way. The badge wasn't familiar of any police officer's badge from anywhere he knew of.. After five seconds of that, he would look up, get knocked down by something (it felt like a person's elbow was being rammed into his head, but he couldn't tell), and repeat the whole process over again.

...C**py dream in every expectation of a dream. It wasn't even terribly vivid: Blurry, in every aspect blurry.


Epic the Nidoran was happily nibbling away on food in front of him in the dining room, and Markus was drinking orange juice, done with a platefull of Bacon. He ate a c**pton. He wasn't expecting frequent stops in civilized areas. A Route took a day to travel at its shortest. Camping was a must. He took enough stuff with him to let his conditions be good, and took only as much as it would take to evade putting his life at risk if (or when) he got lost and was separated from the group.

...Getting lost. He heard about that kid. Lost. No trace. Not even a clue. Not even a smidgen of a clue. You had to wonder if he was really lost...Or was kidnapped...Or was...Something else. Markus KNEW what a person going through such drastic life changes could become. He's heard of one instance where the worst-case scenario happened, and turned a semi-regular twelve-year old kid into a nightmare of a man (a nightmare to face, that is). He wondered what the lost kid's name was.

He had a BAD feeling, all of a sudden, that said kid would be related to this.

...The real purpose behind the trip wasn't a test of redemption for Ten-Year olds: This was a plan for economic stimulus. They were protecting the kids with one of the best, supposedly, but Markus knew of better. Ultimately, Max wasn't just doing this for the kids, no matter how much his motivations were aligned towards them: He was doing this for the cash the Leauge brought him. He was a former Multi-Regional Champion. He was smart. He had good Pokemon. But he was ultimately unproven, an enigma, as many were Champions for only a little while.

He finally saw the man he was supposed to be traveling with, long after he got prepared. There were others around him, including two Eli's (one Eli Moto, and another Eli Connor), the two aformentioned Mages, and a variety of others. They were the top scorers in their classes, or were proven to be bada** battlers, or both. Markus had fair grades, but his defeat of a Mr. Mime with a Nidoran was what landed him here, so he belonged in the latter catagory. Either way, they totaled nine, ten with the Defense Master. Ten people. One Journey through Kanto. What could go wrong? EVERYTHING. And Markus knew it too. Every last single thing could go wrong. He KNEW he needed that knife and that lighter. He KNEW he would need every last little Penny. He KNEW that Max would, eventually, fail them. And not on purpose, not just to teach them a lesson, not to spar with them: No, when they needed it most. He would be prepared. Or dead. He liked the former option, personally.

"Well what are we waiting for?" Max said. As if he didn't know the answer.

Markus answered ASAP (As Sarcastic As Possible): "Good question. What ARE we waiting for? A Defensive Master, obviously, which you have been appointed to! So, what were we waiting for you to finish?!" Markus barked. He wasn't in the best mood. 15 minutes late. He was impatiant. The DM didn't get off to a terrific start.

Epic was a nicer Mon than his master was a person. This did not equal that he did not agree with his master on more reasonable points, and the lateness of their guide was one of them. He looked on towards the DM, piercingly, but not angrily-more like, as if to figure out the answer first. Nidoran weren't Psychic, but they could give a nasty stare.
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I woke up in a daze, struggling to keep my eyes open. What was the time? Turning to my side, I saw a digital clock blaring at me in bright red lights – 7:00 am. I groaned, turning back over with difficulty. I wanted my sleep, but I knew I couldn't risk it – it was my big day after all; today was the day that I'd be setting off on my adventure... I really was excited, even though my groggy-state contradicted this.

“Psy,” moaned a familiar voice to the side of my bed. I peered over and saw Slick, my Psyduck, sitting up slowly. His arms raised themselves ever-so-slowly to his head, and there they stayed. I smiled, reaching over and patting his head, his small tuft of hair tickling the skin on my hand.

“Good morning buddy,” I yawned, sitting up myself in the cosy single-bed. I stretched my arms and groaned louder, my mind soon putting itself back together. Sitting there, I stared at the door across from me in a daze – I was slowly putting together what I'd need to take with me to the School.

As I sat there, staring idly, the door opened. The sound of the wood creaking snapped me out of my thoughts, my next focus was then on an elderly man.

“Ah, you're awake,” he stated, carrying in a tray of warm milk and buttered toast. This was Mr Tenchi, the owner of this room – I've been renting it out for the past two years that I've been studying at the Pokemon School. He was a kind man, although he did have his disadvantages.

He placed the tray on my lap – I was quite surprised he had made me breakfast and I was ready to decline the offer, but he placed it down firmly and stared me down. “You will eat it,” he explained. I grinned, using my manners and saying my “thank you” before digging in. Within a matter of moments I was finished, all the while he had sat on the side of the bed watching. Of course, though, I had left a slice of toast for Slick. Handing it to him, he said his own “thank you” in the form of “Psssssy” and greedily ate it in one bite.

Mr Tenchi took the tray from my lap and then informed me generously,

“Now, don't you fret about paying this month's rent – you'll be needing that yourself during your adventure.” I stared at him, at a loss for words. I was going to refuse, but he furrowed his eyebrows in a polite way to say 'I'm not done speaking, so shut up'. “Besides,” he said, “you can always pay me back when you become rich from being a famous trainer – or by hooking me up with some pretty ladies.” He winked and smiled his mostly toothless grin – this was his disadvantage. I sighed as he walked out of the room, laughing the laugh of a senile old man. I grinned – he was lovely.

Within a matter of moments I had packed my bag with extra clothes and other items, ushered Slick up and then we made our way towards the School. The weather was lovely – the sun was shining brightly, the Pidgeys were singing and the grass swayed gently in the warm breeze. I smiled faintly – this was it.

After reaching the large, impressive exterior of the School, I inhaled deeply and entered with Slick by my side. I made my way to the Dining Hall, as were we instructed to the day before, and I froze on the spot. There were quite a few of us heading out on this adventure, meaning that I was rather lucky to have been given the chance to actually participate in this. I swallowed hard, this was my opportunity to prove myself. In circumstances like this, people would usually be either scared or nervous – I wasn't. Usually, I was quite calm within these situations – I'm not sure why, I'm just naturally relaxed.

I sat myself at an empty seat on the table, not taking much care as to who I was sat next to. Slick tried climbing up onto my lap, letting out a struggling “Pssy” as he finally pulled himself up. I ruffled his head, causing him to look at me.

“This is it, buddy. From here on out, we prove how strong we are. Are you ready?” I asked, my words acting as encouragement for the small duck-like Pokemon. He sat there for a few moments, pondering – or was he going over his past to further motivate himself?

“Psy!” he agreed, planting his hands back onto his head – indicating his usual headache was back. I sighed – the pause earlier must have been to calm the pain. I looked at him, I never liked seeing him in pain.

“Don't worry, as soon as you become stronger you won't have any more pain – I promise,” I explained, but really it was more hopeful than a statement.

“Well, what are we waiting for?" asked a rather late teacher; it was Max, our Defensive Master. I looked at him as rather a teacher than a protector, but I knew his role was otherwise during this adventure. Some of the trainers reacted to his words, standing up and preparing for the road ahead. I sat there, knowing there was no need to start moving until everybody was ready.

"Good question. What ARE we waiting for? A Defensive Master, obviously, which you have been appointed to! So, what were we waiting for you to finish?!" replied a rather infuriated student. I laughed at his words, simply saying to him,

“Calm down – the more time we have to prepare, the more likely we are to succeed.” My explanation was valid – this kid seemed very rash – a lot like me; however, I knew when to relax in certain situations, it was fine to act first rather than think in some instances.

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The clock would ring at 6:30 sharp, like it did every morning. However, more often than not, its obnoxious buzzing was in vain, the intended target was already awake. In the past few months, Leah had taken a shine to waking up insanely early, but insisted on keeping the alarm on, just in case. This morning was not one that would have required the safety net, the blonde having been up for almost an hour already. She’d been doing some last minute reading, although it was hardly necessary. By now, she could probably recite most of its content by memory.

Making the clock extra useless was her already being dressed, cleaned up and packed, the latter having been accomplished days ago. She simply sighed in annoyance when the buzzer went off, setting the hardcover on her desk and going to switch it off.

For Axel the Eevee though, the loud noise did have its purpose. Unlike Leah, the Pokémon tended to sleep in when left to his own vices. This was probably not the best day in indulge in extra slumber, considering its importance.

Today was the teenager’s first as a trainer. Actually, Leah intended on spending more time researching than anything else, but the label could still apply. Either way, it was day number one of her journey, one that had been anticipated. However, one couldn’t tell from looking at her now.

She was dressed in her typical attire, a snowy white shirt made a little livelier by the addition of red tipping the edge of the sleeves. Matching this was a short plaid skirt of identical colour, but her legs were covered by off black tights. Either way, Leah looked more like she was headed to study hall then out in the wilderness.

Her face didn’t show any signs of excitement, a typical “meh” was what most would see. A careful observer would note her hazel eyes were just a slightly bit brighter than usual, but that was the extent of visible enthusiasm.

Instead of returning to her reading, the girl placed a plain bookmark to keep her page, which was located around the middle of the hardcover. She proceeded to add it to her bag, which appeared full, but not stuffed. In fact, everything had been neatly organised, from extra clothes to water, each had its own place.

Actually, this level of neatness applied to her entire room. Already, the small bed had been made, carpet well vacuumed and surfaces spotless. “Don’t be such a Mankey,” her parents had often scolded, and as such, grew to keep her spaces clean. In fact, Leah was very much a perfectionist, which both served and harmed her depending on the situation.

Axel rolled lazily from his bed, earning an unimpressed glance from his trainer, who was brushing her head of already tidy hair. In fact, the brush was one of them few items still in need of packing, but was soon going to join the rest of Leah’s stuff. She continued to gaze at her her Eevee as he stretched, a sleepy glaze coating his eyes. No, waking up early was not his forte.

“We’re going soon,” she announced flatly, packing the last of her things. He gave her a sluggish nod, as if he’d only been half-listening.

Her destination was a very close walk, and Leah would have been too early had she not taken a detour. Walking the morning was supposedly good for one’s health, although getting a final look at everything was the intended goal. However, if anybody asked, they’d get the first point in a neutral tone and nothing more than that.

One thing of note had been a stray slingshot resting on a windowsill, obviously forgotten or abandoned by one of the other students here. Of course, the blonde barely gave it a second glance, although her Eevee seemed quite interested in the foreign item. Had he been taller, he probably would have claimed it for himself. After staring at the wooden object for a few moments, Axel was called over by his trainer and quite reluctantly left it behind.

Apart from that, Leah didn’t say anything. She was a little nervous, excited and eager to get going on the adventure of a lifetime. Of course, her face didn’t show any of these emotions; it was simply flat and devoid of sentiment. It wouldn’t come as a surprise to anybody however, that’s how she usually carried herself. Anything else would have been stunning.

Axel was defiantly the more outward of the duo. He had moments of dumb curiosity, but was very conscious of his environment. Also, he was a bit of a pyro, as a result, was kept away from matches. That’s right, despite being a quadrupedal Pokémon; he was quite capable of using matches and even lighters.

Finally, they reached their target, the dining hall. It was a fairly large space, and Leah glanced around the room. There were already a few other students present, although it didn’t seem like there were too many interactions taking place. Although the blonde did recognise a few of them, none were actually known. Being anti-social, she made sure to pick a seat a bit off from the main hub, but close enough to be in speaking range.

Apart from the others, the girl had also noticed a distinct lack of the Defensive Master. She didn’t really care about waiting, despite wanting to get going.

Axel, on the other hand, was a little annoyed at being made to wait. Without being invited, he hopped onto the seat, poking his head over the table. He let out a low sound, eyeing the doors, as if waiting for someone to come in.

“Settle down,” Leah stated, noticing the Eevee’s posture had changed. She couldn’t always read him too well, but when he got like this, he was an open book. In response, he simply eyed her before slumping back, still not impressed. Sometimes, Axel didn’t understand his trainer, although her reactions tended to be predictable. He hadn’t been her Pokémon for very long, but enough time had lapsed to grasp her typical behavior. Still, she remained difficult to read, unless being a monotone jerk was her true character all along. Somehow though, the Eevee doubted that much. She was too involved with school work and stuff to be truly lacking emotively.

“Well, what are we waiting for?" The sound of the familiar voice attracted the attention of those in the room. It was Max, the late Defensive Master. At first, the only real reaction had been shuffling, most preparing to embark on their adventures.

"Good question. What ARE we waiting for? A Defensive Master, obviously, which you have been appointed to! So, what were we waiting for you to finish?!" Someone ended up snapping, clearly unhappy with having to wait. It had been about fifteen minutes since the intended meet time, although it had done nothing to rattle Leah.

“Calm down – the more time we have to prepare, the more likely we are to succeed.” Another responded, most truthfully. The blonde didn’t respond in any way though, simply getting her bag in hand, waiting for the next move.

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I was already up and dressed, and out the door of the Trainer School. The sun was just rising over the horizon, and the cool air felt nice. Asharas was around my shoulders, her warm flames being sure not to singe my hair. I was only in my tank top, leaving my sweater hung on a low tree branch in the back yard behind the building, mostly used for training. Rocks littered the field, ranging from small pebbles to larger boulders, almost as if they outlined the patches of bare dirt where many feet and claws had worn away at the grass, leaving it forever bare. I looked down at Asharas, who was still trying to rub the sleepiness out of her eyes as she yawned a smoky yawn. I smiled and patted her head.

“Come on, just because we’re doing something new doesn’t mean the schedule’s gonna change bud.”

Asharas sneezed and hopped over to the nearest rock, her flame blazing away in the shadow of the building behind us. She raised her claws and started attacking the rock with a simple Scratch attack. Of course, as I watched, it didn’t look like it was doing much to the stone at all, but small claw marks were seen after a few minutes. My Charmander’s claws were sharp, and I was trying to train her in learning a useful attack known as Metal Claw. Normally one would focus on what their Pokémon were exceptionally good at, that being fire attacks, but I didn’t train like everyone else. Asharas had a pretty good Ember attack already, one that showed promise enough and something I could focus on training later. I knew Asharas would train without my constant watch, so I found another tree and started doing my own arm lifts with another branch that was just high enough to give me a few inches off the ground as I hung from it. I pulled myself up and down in synch with Asharas’ Scratch attacks, feeling her energy as well has her feeling mine. The two of us were like sisters; inseparable family with a strong bond. Many wondered why Asharas hadn’t evolved yet, as I had the shiny Charmander for years. I simply told them she decided if she evolved, and if so, when she would. Pokémon wasn’t about evolution, it was about bonding. I certainly liked them better than human beings, Pokémon seemed to have a better understanding of things, and also they didn’t piss me off as much.


I got down from my branch with a bit of a thud, my arms feeling inflamed from so much exercise work. I looked at Asharas’ progress, seeing a significant gash in the stone. As she continued to claw though, there wasn’t that extra shine indicating a Metal Claw attack just yet. As I thunked down on my rear and leaned against the tree, she came back and sat next to me left side. I looked at her small claws, seeing them scuffed up from the rock. I pulled out a small container of powder from my backpack, taking some of it and spreading it on my Charmander’s claws. She snorted at the smell but was relieved by the powder as it healed her sore claws. For a few minutes, we sat there and relaxed, enjoying the time as the sun finally peaked over the roof of the school. I figured it was still early enough in the morning for a walk, so let Asharas walk next to me as I picked up my sweater and backpack, hanging them over my shoulders as we took a walk around the grounds.

Normally, I wasn’t a people person; I was at home, surrounded by Pokémon from all over the world. I started learning about Pokémon since I could remember my first days of my life. I didn’t have any of my own back then but I didn’t have any people to play with. My parent’s Pokémon were always there for me, and they listened to me when I wanted to battle them. The only reason I was here was to help with some project to allow the League again. I wanted to travel and battle all sorts of people and become one of the highest ranked Trainers in the world, but more importantly, I wanted to meet and gain the trust of all kinds of new Pokémon. People, I was skeptical about. Sure not all of them were bad, but some were. Yeah some Pokémon weren’t the most pleasant either, but people…just not my thing, too complicated and they got on my nerves. Keeping my distance from these new trainers was going to be hard, and I wasn’t going to put up with any crap from them either. If they left me alone, I left them alone, but immaturity I wasn’t going to stand for. Yes, I was classified as a ‘new trainer’ but I had years of experience with Pokémon already, and that was the thing that set me apart from these people. I had seen Pokémon outside of Kanto, even Johto. Being from Johto, I most likely had seen and knew of other things some of these kids weren’t even aware of. Kids? Yeah sure they were my age, at least some of them, but age meant nothing, they were kids to me until they proved themselves otherwise through wisdom and skill. I wasn’t putting myself above anyone, I had my own level of which I kept myself apart from everyone else. I’ll admit, I didn’t get people, and I wasn’t too sure I wanted to get them. I was happy with just Pokémon , and right now, Asharas was all I needed.

Asharas…as she walked next to me, I could only think of how many things may have deterred me from the path of which I found her; She was gold, and not orange, being told by experts not too long ago, she was known as a ‘shiny Pokémon’. Apparently they were incredibly rare in the wild, even hatching them from an egg like she was, was something even more rare. I wasn’t concerned about her colour, though it was pretty neat I had a very rare Charmander. I was happy she was in my life and not elsewhere, far worse off, or even dead. She gave me a goal in life and it was pretty hard to imagine my life without her. Having your best friend with you for years, someone who seemed was going to be by your side forever, was pretty awesome. I knew forever wasn’t something that was going to be achieved, but I still liked to think of it as forever.


As we made our way back to the Trainer School, I figured it was time to go back to our room and pack up my pack. I went into my temporary room in the loft, and replaced everything in my backpack, knowing some Master of Defense or something was going to protect us on this journey. To be honest I found it a bit of a hypocritical decision, but I wasn’t calling the shots and I suppose it made sense just in case some of the other kids couldn’t handle it. Then again we were trying to prove to whoever called this whole shebang together that we could handle it. That was the one thing I wasn’t sure about in the idea of doing this project. Still, at any time I could leave, I knew I could. May be a downer to my parents but they know I don’t make a decision without at least thinking a bit about it first.

Once my bag was packed, I put Asharas’ Pokeball on my waist band under my sweater, and pulled my hat on. I adjusted the zippers on my vest to make sure they didn’t get stuck, especially on the sleeves to make sure I could unzip them more easily if today ended up being hot. My Charmander garnered herself on my shoulders, careful not to singe my hair once more, or the brim of my hat as we proceeded downstairs for some breakfast. I wasn’t too hungry, and preferred eating right off the bush so to speak, but free food was free food. At this time, no one was really around, at least anyone I bothered to pay attention to at the moment. I picked a corner next to the window, and sat there quietly without a word, having Asharas nibble away at a Razz berry. It wasn’t her favorite berry but she needed the sugar after that hard work out.

As time passed, more people began to walk into the dining hall. I kept to my corner and didn’t say a word. Some of the initial vibes of some people, I didn’t like at first glance. Then again I didn’t like a lot of people at first glance, but this time I was at least trying to get past that bit. There was a blonde kid with a Nidoran, I didn’t like the vibe he gave off. Then another guy with a Psyduck, a Poliwag, a Machop, soon this ‘team’ seemed to be coming together. At least there was Pokémon diversity, but only of the region I noticed. Something interesting to see considering this is where all Kanto Pokémon came from before it was known as Kanto.

I zoned out there, Asharas sitting on my lap. One of the hardest thing about having her, was that her colouring attracted much unwanted attention. Too many comments about how pretty she was, or her rarity, few ever commented on how well she looked physically and how well taken care of she was. Yes, I took great care of Asharas and I made sure that it was clear and shown, but not shown off. My Pokémon meant more to me than my own safety. It may have been a flaw, but I didn’t see it as such.

My thoughts were abruptly startled when some adult barged in through the door. Looking at the time, it was passed eight, which was when we were supposed to have started. As others began gathering around, I stood up lingering behind everyone else. Crowds weren’t my thing and this whole ‘team’ idea didn’t sit comfortably on my shoulders as Asharas did. I could feel her clinging to my shoulder as we walked forward. I heard this new guy ask about something regarding what we were waiting for. To be honest, that was a fairly good question, as I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for either. Before I could even shrug, I heard the blonde kid with the Nidoran speak up in the most sickeningly sarcastic tone possible.

Yep, knew there was a reason I didn’t like this kid. His sarcastic response was so thick, I felt like choking him on it. As the boy with the Psyduck beat me to a comment, his calmed me down just a bit. At least there was someone who wouldn’t get on my nerves…hopefully. Still, that didn’t mean I was going to let it slide.

“Maybe we’re waiting for you to mop up your sarcasm off the floor before we all slip on it, and act with some maturity.” I told him with a calm but firm voice. “He’s a Defensive Master for a reason, and you aren’t a Defensive Master. I’d suggest you shut your yip up and grow a little patience so we can get on our way, rather than having to waste our time, listening to you squawk like you could do a better job.”

Asharas snorted smoke at the disrespectful kid, though gave a look at me. I could tell that look was to be a bit nicer and not so boldly brash towards others. Yeah, I didn’t know the kid, but I’m sorry, the guy was clearly busy with other things, and was appointed Defense Master for a reason. If anyone had a brain, they could figure out he had some skill and important things to do. Before the Nidoran kid could respond, I walked out the dining hall and waited in the hallway for everyone else. I wanted to get a move on as much as some of these people seemed to display, however I wasn’t going to be rude about it. Sure, the kid didn’t say he could do a better job, but it seemed like he may have thought he could. I wasn’t against confidence but I was against a big ego that suffocated everyone else that walked in. Sure, I wasn’t going to be the nicest girl in the group, but I was going to make it clear that no one was to mess with me, or there was going to be very serious problems for them. Asharas didn’t take kindly to disrespectful people either, but she was kinder hearted than I was, I often received looks to be nicer to people. I couldn’t help it, I spoke my mind most times and knew that there were consequences to actions.

Let’s just hope I didn’t have a reason to give anyone their own consequences…


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Persephone was, as a general rule, an early riser. She absolutely loved to see the dawning of each new day just as the first rays of life-giving sunlight touched the horizon. She could practically feel the light soaking into her small body, giving her new energy and vigor... As well as sunburns, but Persephone didn't like to think about that aspect of sunlight. Heat and light and photosynthesis were much happier than painful, damaged skin.

That morning, Persephone watched the sunrise from the thick, sturdy branches of one of her favorite trees. Beside her sat her faithful companion: Laurel, the Bulbasaur, who had been her best friend and partner for as long as she could remember. He loved this tree, too - especially the delicious Oran berries that hung from the branches within easy Vine-Whipping range. A vine shot out of Laurel's bulb and snatched a berry, as if on the same track as Persephone's thoughts. He offered it to her, and she accepted it with a murmured thanks and took a bite of the fresh fruit. Delicious.

Once the great ball of fire had risen somewhat above the horizon, but not before the tint of rosy pink had drained from the puffy clouds overhead, Persephone slowly began the task of climbing down. She was completely ready for the day - she had gotten dressed, showered, and packed all before the sun was up and headed out here for her last glimpse of the wild green woods that were as much her home as the house she had lived in in Viridian all her life. All she needed to do was grab her bag - which waited for her at the foot of her tree - and head to the Trainer's School. She would probably be early, which she liked. Persephone loved early things: early risers, early blossoms, early Pinaps... Smiling at the thought, Persephone hopped off the last branch and fell roughly six feet. She landed smoothly, her small body absorbing the shock with an ease born of practice. Laurel thumped to the ground beside her, having used his vines to navigate the wooden maze.

"Come on, let's go!" said Persephone, her voice loaded with excitement. For the first time she felt excitement bubbling up within her. Before today, the 'journey' thing had seemed far-off and unreal. But now, on the day of, it seemed as if it had always been a part of her life. She reached for her bag, ready to take on the world... But it wasn't there. Not the world, that is. Her bag was missing. Persephone's reaching hand closed on empty space.

"What's the matter?" Laurel appeared at Persephone's feet, his round red eyes seeming quite confused. Persephone shook her head and gestured to the bag-less spot beside her. She was certain she had left it on that exact tree root.

"My bag's gone!" she said, her voice rising in panic. Without her bag full of precious supplies - dried fruit pieces to snack on, a change of clothes, a couple of Pokeballs and her sketchbook - the journey would be absolutely rotten. "I left it right here, and now it's gone! You have to help me look for it, Laurel!"

The Bulbasaur yawned. "Are you sure you didn't just misplace it?" he asked. Most people would have merely heard him repeating fragments of his name, but Persephone had a great deal of empathy for things in nature, Pokemon included, and she was able to understand, although this ability didn't work very well with anything other than grass-types. Yet. "Maybe you set it on some other tree root. It's nothing to panic over."

"Yes it is!" Persephone began, but a noise from deeper in the forest made her start. Cautiously she peered over the tree root... And found a pastel-blue Nidoran digging through my bag. I screwed up my nose. Poison-types, great. Sure, a lot of Grass-types were part Poison, but that didn't make the little beasties any less repulsive - or dangerous. Nidoran venom, while not particularly potent, was not something Perephone wanted to mess with.

Cautiously she said to it, "Hey there, little missie. That's my bag, so if you wouldn't mind stepping off of it..." she gave the Nidoran her best reassuring smile. It glared up at Persephone for a moment before releasing a contemptuous hiss and popping a slice of dried-up Cheri berry in its mouth. Persephone glared right back, outraged that it thought it could just eat her food like that!

"Listen," Persephone said, trying to keep her voice calm, "that's my stuff. And I really need it. How about this: you take the fruit and then move, and I'll take the bag? How does that sound?" the Nidoran frowned, as if it was genuinely considering this. Then it deftly snatched another couple of fruit pieces in one claw before walking away, disappearing into the forest again. Persephone heaved a sigh of relief and put the rest of the fruit in the front pouch of her bag. That was for Laurel, whose sturdy body was impervious to most natural poisons. She would just have to buy more fruit at a Pokemart.

Eager to make up for the delay, Persephone slung her bag over one shoulder and rushed for Viridian. When she got there, it was still only about seven o'clock, but that didn't stop her from fretting. She ran right into the Trainers' school, a bunch of apologies ready on her tongue. However, she found that she was nothing close to late - the school was practically deserted. She sighed.

"See?" asked Laurel. "You're getting too stressed-out. There's nothing you need to worry about except getting some breakfast. And, more importantly, getting me some breakfast."

Persephone rolled her eyes at her Bulbasaur. "Fine. Although after how you pigged out on those Oran berries..." she let the sentence hang. Laurel shot her a look of indignation from wide red eyes.

"Hey!" he exclaimed. "I'm a growing Pokemon!"

That coaxed a laugh out of even tense Persephone. Shaking her head mirthfully, she walked into the cafeteria, which was still mostly empty. She picked out delicious Pechas-and-cream oatmeal for herself, a tangy, tender Greppa berry for Laurel, and an out-of-the-way table at which they could sit and eat their breakfast in peace. As they munched, they watched the cafeteria fill up, noting the familiar faces of the Trainers they were to be traveling with. There was irritable Markus, with his bleach blond hair and his Nidoran, which Persephone especially didn't trust now. There were her fellow aces: shy, fire-loving Leah, anti-social Eti, and cool, curt Shay, who frankly seemed to be drowning in her gray hoodie. There were the Mages, whom Persephone found hard to trust given the nature of their abilities. But there was still no sign of Max, and he had claimed he would be there fifteen minutes ago.

Then, suddenly, there was a sound at the door. Persphone whirled around to see none other than the Defense Master standing in the doorway. He had a pleasant smile on his face, the warmth somewhat belied by the scruffy wildness of his snow-white hair. "What are we waiting for?" he asked, surveying his students as if genuinely surprised they were all still sitting there. Laurel blinked up at him like he thought the teacher was mad.

"Good question. What ARE we waiting for?" Markus's angry voice broke through the crowd. Persephone looked toward him, alarmed - getting angry like that was no way to begin a journey! "A Defensive Master, obviously, which you have been appointed to! So, what were we waiting for you to finish?!"

"Calm the heck down," growled Laurel, wincing as he munched an especially sour bite of Greppa. "It's not the end of the world that we have to wait fifteen minutes." Persephone shot him a scathing glare. Conflict was not an option!

Immediately a clamor broke out. “Calm down – the more time we have to prepare, the more likely we are to succeed.” That was Xiac, a specialist in Water-type Pokemon. Usually he was a bit impetuous, but right now he sounded rather like a voice of reason. Persephone was glad of that.

However, Shay, master of birds, had to put her two Poke in as well. “Maybe we’re waiting for you to mop up your sarcasm off the floor before we all slip on it, and act with some maturity," she snarled. Her own voice oozed with the sarcasm she was speaking against. “He’s a Defensive Master for a reason, and you aren’t a Defensive Master. I’d suggest you shut your yip up and grow a little patience so we can get on our way, rather than having to waste our time, listening to you squawk like you could do a better job.”

Persephone took a deep breath. She had to step in before it came to an argument. In her most soothing tone, the same tone she had used on the Nidoran earlier, she said to both of them, "Why don't we all just take a step back and calm down. We're all here for a reason, including Markus; it's because we were the best they could find for whatever area we're delving into. And Max is here - late or otherwise - for a reason too. There's nothing to gain by arguing with him." Satisfied, she sat back, hoping that the hotheaded Markus would be able to see reason.
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Viridian City - Trainer School

Oh, this is so boring! Quinn thought to himself. He was wearing a navy blue suit. The other one he wears is just part of a Halloween getup. Quinn hated school. But not all of it. Mainly the classes about battling, because it seems so fun to just battle, but it was so boring to learn about it. He looked around, and saw a kid with a Psyduck, a blond kid with a Nidoran (M), and another one with a Shiny Charmander.

"Man, they look like they're having more fun than me," Quinn says, under his breath.

Just then, he saw someone walk over to the kid with the Nidoran. He couldn't help but hear, since he wasn't too far from them.

" have been appointed to! So, what were we waiting for you to finish?!" Apparently, that kid's name is Markus. Sounds like he's got a little bit of a temper.

"Hey, Virgo, how are you holding up?" Quinn asked his Cleffa. He loved his Cleffa more than anything, so he usually keeps it out at all times and let's her ride on his back. Virgo was kept in the hole that would be made by picking up the top of the desk. It had some air holes in it, so she could breath, a worn out Moon Stone that Virgo could fiddle with, and a small bowl that Quinn would usually fill with Oran or Leppa Berries. Sometimes, he would put it a Chesto Berry, or a Poffin.

"Cleffa, clef, clef!" Virgo replied to him excitedly. School was almost over, and Quinn hadn't bothered to go over and talk to the people who were arguing. He thought that he might make things worse, but someone else had already broken up the argument. Now, school was out. The bell signifying it. Quinn was walking up to his dorm when he bumped into Markus.

"Hey!" Markus yelled at Quinn. "What's your deal?! You just bumped into me!"

"..." Quinn wasn't much of a talker around people he hasn't really met. "Sorry."

"Nevermind," Markus replied to Quinn's empty response. "I've got other things to get to."

Quinn just stood there, watching others walking by to their dorms. He was thinking about the incident that just happened with Markus.

"Clef?" Virgo asked him as he was just standing there.

"Hm? No, I'm fine" Quinn replied. He saw the kid with the Psyduck walk by him.

"Hey!" Quinn shouted out to him. "How do you stay so calm?"

"I don't know what you're asking," He replied.

"I'm talking about the fight. How'd you stay so calm and come up with a solution?"

"Oh, that?" He asked. "I dunno. It's just kinda...natural for me."

"Oh," Quinn replied. "Thanks! I'm Quinn" He held out his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Quinn" he replied. "I'm Xiac."

As Quinn watched Xiac leave to his dorm room, he went into his dorm room and just fell onto the bed. Oh, God, I'll never survive this place. After that, Quinn just sorta...fell asleep.

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I'd been in this school for two years now, after transferring from the high school back in Saffron. My parents had convinced me that I could complete my high school eduction here, while also learning about Pokemon for when I turned 25. It was pretty fun really, learning about all different kinds of Pokemon-related subjects. I was loaned some, but my parents had sent explicit instructions not to allow me Pokemon until I was deemed ready. I wasn't really sure how I made the cut for this experiment, if the criteria for choosing who would go was the same for everybody, or even what they were looking for in the extensive testing I was forced into, but I had received notice of being chosen months prior. Mom and dad were delighted and sent me an egg as a gift. That's how I met Trixie, the playful Gastly who lived with me in the recent months. After determining that it was a female I decided to put a pink bow on her head and tie it in the back. It looked like a headband from the front, just above the eyes, but then went kinda diagonally down her gaseous body. We had to use really thin threads so it wouldn't weigh her down and would phase with her when she went through things or turned invisible as Ghost types usually enjoy doing.

On this particular day I woke up at 5am to start to get ready. Still in my nightgown I started to think about packing. I wanted to pack a couple days prior, but kept forgetting until it was too late and I was sleepy the previous night. So I just set my alarm for 5am and went to bed early. At least I had set my pack out on the table by my bed yesterday. Let's see. What to bring? Well naturally a couple changes of clothes were important. I tossed the neatly folded clothes into the pack. Camping equipment? Did I really need them? Surely somebody else would bring them? Better to be safe then sorry. I pulled the self opening/closing tent from under my bed that I previously bought with my allowance. It was big enough for four people and smallish Pokemon to sleep in comfortably. What else? Tools were important. Taking out the small box with essential tools in it I put it in one of the pockets. You never know when you might need a standard screwdriver or tiny rechargeable flashlight. In the mini-toolbox went. A couple Pokeballs for the road, my Pokedex which had only a couple entries in it, some candy bars, and plenty of money that my parents had mailed for this trip. I then proceeded to throw in other items I might need until I was satisfied. Hmm what do do now? Trixie still wasn't back yet. A shower would do me good. Time to have a nice, slow, 45 minute shower to clean up every part of my body.


I brushed my teeth and hair, then changed into my usual clothes and put my PokeGear on my left arm like the watch it was. I had packed another two pairs of the same thing, and a second pair of shoes. Glancing at the PokeGear, it was almost 6am as Trixie floated in through the closed window. Yea, through the closed window.

“About time. Been out messing with people at night again?” I asked the puff of gas.

“Gast.” She nodded at me, then looked around the room and back to me. “Gas gast?”

“Yes, today is the day. We should get going.” I said to her as I put the bag over my shoulder and put my cape on. We left the room I was using, headed down the hall, then down some stairs to the dining hall.

It was nearly empty, with some early arrivals. Some people from our group arriving early to wait and have breakfast. We slowly gravitated to where food was being served. I ordered my usual breakfast, one that most people freaked out when they saw it: Bacon, omelet, and HOTDOGS. I like plenty of meat in the morning and my quick metabolism just burns it off. Accepting the plates from the lady, we sat down near the counter with the food, on the opposite side of the door. This gave me a good vantage point for when the Master showed up. I then proceeded to munch my food loudly and noisily. What? Not every lady eats like a lady. Trixie slurped her food up with her long tongue, then lowered the plate back down. We had a second helping, then a third, then a forth, a fifth, and a sixth until finally we were full. The plates were stacked one on top of the other on the table we were eating at. “Where do you put it all?” Asked the lady at the food counter. I just smiled at her, winked, then giggled. “I'll never tell.” I answered, and honestly I had no idea either. It was still 7am. Plenty of time to take a short nap after a good breakfast. I fell asleep silently next to the stacked plates.


A nice dreamless nap later, I was awoken by Trixie headbutting me in the back, probably sensing something. I yawned loudly, stretched, and looked around as the others started to gather around Master Max. I was not really in a hurry and walked up last. It was just in time to hear him ask what we were waiting for in a friendly manner, only to be yelled at by a particularly nasty sounding boy who was quickly silenced by the others. Not liking that one already.

I decided to be funny at that point as I walked up to the group, Trixie following behind me. I also picked up a desert tray with a fudge cupcake on it and brought it with me, eating it slowly. “Uhm, hi guys. What are we waiting for? Maybe me? I did kinda walk up last since I was napping after my big breakfast.” I answered the Master's question with a cheeky grin, followed by shuffling my feet uncomfortably.
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Viridian City, Trainer School

Max rushes into the dinning hall. With an apologetic smile on his face he says
"well, what are you waiting for."
Max stands in front of teenagers, he knows that he must appear as the Defensive Master that they were expecting. Never one for words, Max prefers to do, rather than speak. He watches there reaction to his words. He can feel the tension in the air. One of the students stands up right away, questioning what he said. This student is abrasive from the get go, Max knows he is dealing the Fire Trainer. He looks at the student and can't help but think of the beast he had fought the night before. Max can sense the students anger and fear. Right before he speaks up a couple of students stand up and defend him. He allows them to finish talking before he finally speaks up.

"Seven years ago a trainer not much younger than yourselves embarked on her journey. After traveling for three months she disappeared in the darkness and never to be seen or heard from again. When she disappeared the best trackers from all over the world were sent to find her. After six months of searching they found nothing. All that's left of her now, is a faded headstone in an empty field. When she disappeared there were more than a thousand active trainers also on their journeys. Currently there are less than 15 in each region. The world is now a much different place. I was hired for the sole purpose of making sure that none of you shared her fates. I said yes to this mission not for the money, but because I was one of the people selected to find the missing girl. Even after the search was called off I continued searching for well over a year. Until her disappearance I had spent most of my life hiding in darkest places waiting to capture the scariest pokemon imaginable. My life was about me. After that moment everything changed. I made a promise to myself that I would do what I could to make sure that never happened again. "

Max pauses for a moment. He can't help but feel that pain in the pit of his gut again. As if acid was bubbling up in his stomach. His thoughts circle the months he spent searching for that poor girl. He snaps out of it only after he tells himself that this group will be safe.

"Each of you have been selected because of a quality you posses. A quality that will be needed to help you on this journey, But you'll need more than that to get through this. You will need to work as a team, the most important thing you will do on this journey is hopefully learn to put aside all those petty differences and embrace what unique gifts each of you have to offer. Your decisions will effect not only you, but every young trainer who dreams of being able to start a journey."

Max knows what he said is obvious, but he felt it had to be said. As he stands there one of the other teachers comes in from the hallway and taps him on the shoulder. Max and the other teacher leave the dinning hall to talk. The older man bows his head down.

"Master Max, forgive my intrusions, the local news is gathering outside. They would like to talk to the students before you head out."

Max looks at him and bows his head to show respect, Max seems disappointed with the question.
" Master Yin, I'm not sure sending the kids out there in front of the cameras is a good idea. These students are just starting out. Turning them into local celebrities might effect there focus."

Master Yin is a much older man he is a very respected battling master. While, He is not a very tall man, his presence is felt when he speaks. He shows a lot of respect to Max's opinion and listens to him very carefully.

"I respectfully disagree, the students need to know that they have the whole world watching over them. They are already receiving fan mail, the support could boost there confidence and help them on their journey. However, this decision is yours and yours alone." Master Yin says in a respectful way.

Max takes a moment to think about this. He remembers what it was like when he first appeared on the news after capturing Moltres. For months both Misty and himself were followed wherever they went. The pressure he felt from the press was tremendous. Max had to give up tracking and move to Cerulean City for the public to finally lose interest. He feared what might happen to students if they were faced with that kind of pressure.

"Master Yin, I must request a great favor of you. I would like you to go into the dinning hall and tell the students they are to head out immediately. Look for Xiac Kanoshi he will have a Psyduck with him and Shay Miru she will be with a Charmander. Approach them first, let them know that they are to lead the group up Route Two to edge of the edge of the Viridian Forest. Once they reach the forest they are to secure a camp site and wait."

Master Yin pauses for a moment.
"This is a strange request, how do you plan on getting passed all the reporters?"

Max smiles at him and replies.
"Its best that you don't know this part Master Yin. Oh and one more thing tell them to wait for my signal. They will know it when it happens. Its going to be loud!"

Yin nods and heads into the dinning hall. He takes a moment to look around at the students. He approaches Xiac and Shay.
"Excuse me young Master Xiac and young Master Shay, I have a message of great importance for you. Master Max has requested that you and the team get ready to go on his signal. I'm not sure of what that is, but he said you would hear it. You are to take the team out the back doors of the building and make your way to Route Two. Once on Route Two, head north to the edge of Viridian Forest. Secure a camp site and wait for Master Max's arrival. Oh, and your to do this with the utmost stealth. No one can see you or your group leave this building."

Master Yin steps back and looks at the children.
"Well young masters, good luck on your journey. Before I say goodbye I have snuck each of you a parting gift. Dont tell Master Max."
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out nine

Yin hands one to each student and smiles before leaving the room.

At the other end of the building Max has reached the front doors of the school. He peers out the front window and sees reporters setting up cameras. He pauses from a moment and presses down on the Z-Dex releasing Download's hologram.
"Impressive batch of youngesters.."
Max interupts
"Shut up Download, I need you to send me electric spirit right now."
The lights from the hologram flickers as Download analyses the request.
"Sir, that particular Pokemon is very difficult to control. It has on numerous occasions caused power outages as well as reports of haunted appliances!"
Max laughs
"Exactly, not to many people are familiar with it. Which gives us the edge here. I need it to help me cause a scene and distract the reporters so the students can sneak away."
Once again the Hologram flickers as Download exchanges Pokemon.
"Good luck with that sir."
Download disappears and the Z-Dex turns off. Max reaches for two Pokeballs on his belt. He pulls out the first ball and releases a 2'9" tall purple pokemon.
"Sun come out!"

Max kneels down to pet her.
"Sun I need your help!"

Sun, is an Espeon. She is a very friendly Pokemon. She is a little bit smaller then other Espeons but makes up for that with increased speed. She has been with Max since he was a teenager and the two share a very strong psychic bond. She jumps up and down with joy when he asks her for help. Max smiles and looks at her.

"Do you remember that little trick we played on those rude kids who mistreating the Bellsprouts at Sprout Tower in Violet City ?"

Sun lets out a little grawl to let Max know she does.

"Well we're going to do something very similar now but this time we will have a little help."

Max then reaches for the second ball. He pauses for a moment realizing Download was right about this Pokemon's ability to lose focus and go all over the place. He assures himself it must be done. Once released the strange looking tiny orange ghost floats around for a second surveying its surroundings. Before it can take off Max calls to it.

"Wisp, I am sorry to have disturbed you from your rest, but I need your help. The people outside these doors are trying to record my students, once they do that my poor students will be followed everywhere they go! I would like you to help me play a game I call floating camera, would you like to help?"

The spirit lets off sparks of excitement. Wisp is a Rotom. Its an electric ghost type that is very rare and very very energetic. Wisp has the strange ability to take control of some appliances. While Wisp has good intentions it has a bad tendency of getting caught up having fun. Max explains to Wisp that it must take over the cameras so nothing can be recorded. Wisp agrees and slowly fades away as it goes through the door. Max waits for a moment as Wisp gets into place, when Wisp is there Max makes his move. He looks down at Sun and gives her the signal. Soon the Orb on her head starts to glow. Max focuses his thoughts and soon he can feel the extra boost from Suns powers. The two focus their thoughts together and send out an image of a giant sky dragon, once the thought is planted in the reporters heads Max rushes out of the house yelling.
" Save yourself ! Rayquaza has come for us !"
He points up at the sky as he pushes through the doors. The reporters look up and start to panic. They rush to get away, some of them trip over each other trying to escape. One of the camera man tries to record it but finds that his camera has grown arms, it floats off the tripod and starts chasing people around. Inside the school Sun focuses all her energy on keeping the image of Rayquaza flying around in there heads. Max runs around frantically helping people off the ground.
"We gotta get out of here!"
Max joins the reporters in fleeing the school grounds, he knows that he has created a large enough diversion for the students to escape.

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Boy did his response stir other responses. Markus wasn't fond of mental trickery or deception, but he did like to at least know who the hell he was working with. He read through the profiles of his classmates-even his own-just to get a bare-bones grip on who he had to deal with for however long it would be.

"Calm down – the more time we have to prepare, the more likely we are to succeed." Said the boy nearest him-Xian, the 'Water Specialist.' . Good. He seemed rather level-headed.

The next response was not as nearly as calm. It came from the girl with the Shiny Charmander, Shay. "Maybe we’re waiting for you to mop up your sarcasm off the floor before we all slip on it, and act with some maturity." Said a girl with massive sarcasm, possibly even more than Markus had. She sounded calm, but the words themselves painted a different picture. "He’s a Defensive Master for a reason, and you aren’t a Defensive Master. I’d suggest you shut your yip up and grow a little patience so we can get on our way, rather than having to waste our time, listening to you squawk like you could do a better job."

Markus restrained himself, but anyone could see his face blush with anger. Annoying a**. She assumed he'd even want the job. He KNEW he would do better as a team, but maybe a smaller one, but dealing with this many people would drive him crazy quickly-being responsible for them wasn't his thing. Meanwhile, Epic just looked the most deadpan look possible for anything. This girl complained of sarcasm in the most sarcastic way possible. Epic shot the look at the Shiny Charmander, mocking the hypocritical nature of it's trainer, all without words of any sort. Markus knew better than to retaliate physically, though trying to restrain himself was a different task.

"Why don't we all just take a step back and calm down. We're all here for a reason, including Markus; it's because we were the best they could find for whatever area we're delving into. And Max is here - late or otherwise - for a reason too. There's nothing to gain by arguing with him." Said Persephone, a trainer with links to Oak. Apparently, she could talk to Grass-Types. Big whoop. She was calming, attempting to prevent an argument. Another calm head. At least a few people here were going to stop arguments before he punched someone. He was quite aware of his bad temper, and him and the counselors both tried fixing it, though there didn't seem to be a complete fix for it.

"For the record, I'd probably explode from being around nine new trainers with conflicting personalities, so even if I was better than him at training and battling, I'd be turning down the job on being offerred." Markus said, directly at Shay, aiming to quell any idiodicy aimed at him hinting at that. "But I have my reasons for being critical. I reconize that he is a good trainer and has had experiance with the whole concept of training and battling, he's been chosen for this position based on that-and that alone. Nothing else. The job description says he's here to do nothing more than protect us. Now, he's responsible for nine different lives, and not those of his Pokemon, but human lives-our lives, d**mit! Nine trainers, different backgrounds and personalities, at least two sporting supernatural powers! A journey through Kanto, which is home to massive rates of crime and aggressive, wild Pokemon willing to kill to defend their territory! A journey that can change worldwide laws and regulations that were already controversial to begin with, sporting fanatics and violence from both sides! And no matter what, no matter how planned out the whole thing is, something, at least one thing, minor or major, WILL go wrong! The DM is not here to prevent us from getting into s**t. We are already IN the s**t. He's here to protect us from that s**t-and be ready to do so at any moment, ASAP. It's good when 'As Soon As Possible,' can translate to 'Now,' in emergency situations and the like, eh?. Moreover, it's not a question of if he's going to do that, but when. You all know I have a good point. This guy has to be ultra-competent. Whether he looks or sounds like it isn't it, it's whether he acts like it. I'm not going to get into a big fat debate over this, either, you guys KNOW I'm right, and you KNOW you don't want a fight with me right off the bat of this journey." Markus explained. He started getting up and walking out, his Nidoran following him, after that fun speech was over-because it had to be done, his reasons had to be explained, at minimum. Markus had trusted little of this journey to be safe. However, he stopped so that he could get in another quip, before someone else said something else.

"I'm taking my own saftey on this journey seriously, but I want fun as much as the other guy. I want to grow strong, to improve, yadda yadda, ectcedera, the rest of it, so on and so forth. Please just don't get on my d**m buttons, and we'll get along just fine..." Markus added. Emphasis on 'd**m,' and for good reason. The sources of his most voaltile buttons were usually rooted in the most rancid parts of his life thus far.

Then the Defensive master started speaking. Ho boy, how it answered the question. Vocally, anyway. Markus didn't trust vocal intuitions, however moving or heartfelt. Actions, only actions, and nothing else, mattered to Markus.

He imagined his journey. Being in Viridian City, he assumed he'd take the Viridian City Gym on first, then proceed onward to the Pewter Gym, then Cerulean, then Saffron, then Celadon, then Vermillion, then Fuscia (Markus could never spell that one right), and Cinnibar Gym for last. He had knowledge that a law may have been passed about Gym Leaders using teams appropriate for the amount of badges the trainers they were challenging had on them, so he assumed this an appropriate course of action. Unless he was just hearing rumors, or the law got trashed. Then not so much.

Master Yin (the principal, and the second-in-line for DM duty), then came forward, giving each one a Potion. Markus loved free things, so who was he to deny? He accepted the potion from Master Yin, making sure to note everything else he said: that they were to wait for Max's signal to go to route 2 and otherwise wait here (Press confrences=Celebrity-dom, which wasn't bad if the celebrity wasn't bad, but Markus avoided them when he heard that someone threatened to bring Motolov Cocktails to the occasion), that Xiac and Shay would lead them to route 2 (Shay didn't seem like the proper choice, in Markus'es opinion, though Xiac seemed goot), and that stealth was of utmost importance-reporters were outside, and of course, they didn't want to be seen by Max.

He was anticipating this journey to at least be exciting. In fact, he was expecting it to be more than a dull trip through Kanto. He KNEW that something would go wrong, and he felt like he lied to his trainer co-horts, failing to note that he felt as if what would go wrong felt as if it would be a major thing. Very major indeed. He felt as if it was there.

Then again, it was just what he felt...As a note, he also felt a Psychic presence nearby. Being around a Psychic for a few years gave one that ability, unfortunately. It was how he learned that normal people, through repetetive, strong exposure to Psychic power, became Psychic themselves. It had to be a strong Psychic Pokemon, boosted by an Elder Mage or the like-Max. Max was equivelant to an Elder Mage. Max had to be boosting the Pokemon, obviously.

It wasn't targeting him, he knew, or else his head would feel as if an alien flew into it, and he located the Pokemon emitting the Psychic power: An Espeon, channeling a thought of some kind. Of what variety, obviously the panic-inducing one, and it was a no-brainer to deduce that it was pointing them at the reoprters, judging from the screaming. Yep, that was the signal. However, Markus was then tipped off as to which Mage category Max belonged to: the prankster, dangerous, and noteworthily ill-minded Dark Mages, who always had at least one of the aformentioned qualities at best. Considering what was going on, he guessed that Max had all three-the worst.

Considering who his Aunt was (not an outright Light or Dark mage, but rather a crosbreed between the two that put loyalties to the Light Mages but still had the attitude of a Dark Mage), that made him immediately want to stab Max and just start the journey (He HATED Both kinds, but the Dark Mages worse). Then something else hit him. 9 teenagers, Fifteen and Sixteen years old on an average, on a journey through Kanto with a Pokemon Master protecting them. The old laws allowed a solo trainer at the age of ten to journey. He realized it, right then and there, realized a cause for dismay, grouchiness, and despair: The extreme protective measures could mean that the debate over the laws after it was over would still swing towards keeping the law as-is, preventing him from journeying further until he was 25, and forcing him under Sabrina's grip again. Loathing Sabrina to the deepest pits of his being was an understatement. If rage was a power, he'd overpower the whole world and control everything, just by thinking of Sabrina. He was so angry Epic had to poke him to realize he had to leave now. He immediately went towards the back door after this, returning Epic to his PokeBall, bursting out of it, Shay's leadership be d**med (though he definately wasn't the first out, so maybe Shay got ahead of him). Time to change everything.
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