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Pokémon: Legends Untold

Pokémon: Legends Untold

New Pokémon Legends arise. Will your story be one of them?

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Introduction






Welcome everyone to Pokémon: Legends Untold!


This RP is different from most Pokémon RP's you've likely experienced where almost anything went. This RP focuses on realism and what life would be like if Pokémon were real living creatures instead of video game sprites including societal laws that would apply to creatures which pose such potential danger to humanity given their elemental powers.

The way you raise your Pokémon determines how it grows and develops. There are no stats or levels or anything of the like from the games to rely on. If you raise them well, they will become powerful allies in your adventure. If you do not raise them well, they will be disobedient, lazy, aggressive towards you, unfriendly towards others, unsociable, or even suicidal.

Will you raise them to be tough? Will you raise them to be a sweeper? Will you raise them to be an all-around fighter? Or will you forego battle training in favor of pursuing another life alongside your Pokémon such as a breeder, Pokémon Contest participant, Pokémon Law Enforcement, Pokémon Emergency Response Units, etc?

Life is yours to live in this RP, so go and explore. Go and play. Go and succeed. Go and fail. Life is a series of bumps and bruises on the road to success, so forge ahead and carve your story into the pages of history as one of many Pokémon Legends!




A few rules before we proceed:


#1) You MUST contact me and/or introduce yourself in the "Discussion" page of this RP if you want to join. If you do not introduce yourself in the "Discussion" thread, and I see a character profile submitted to the RP from you, I will reject the character and deny you entry to the RP entirely for failure to provide me, as the GM, with the basic courtesy of an introduction. If you can't conduct yourself with some class and at least say "hi, I'd like to join your RP", then I don't want you here. Such a lack of basic courtesy will not be tolerated.

#2) No God-Modding, Meta-gaming, or Power Playing.

- The use of any of the aforementioned offenses, either in your character profile or in IC posting, will earn you a one-way ticket to banishment from the RP. See below for examples of offenses:

* God-Modding = If you ask another player to use their character and Pokémon to battle your character and Pokémon IC, but your Pokémon is continuously dodging everything while landing every blow of their own as if they're untouchable and in PERFECT sync with you as their Trainer right off the bat, you’re out of the RP.

* Metagaming = If you suddenly inject knowledge into your character which they previously didn’t possess (and even worse you give a half-assed explanation as to how they got that knowledge), you’re out of the RP.

* Power Playing = If you try posting actions for other player-controlled characters without that players consent, you’re out of the RP.

#3) The games/anime are not canon to this RP.

- Please read the “Lore” Page in the "Discussion" tab to read up on the differences between the games/anime and this RP. All the relevant information and differences between the games/anime and this RP will be provided there.

#4) In this more realistic RP, Pokémon share a very real predator/prey relationship with one another in which they both hunt and battle each other in the wild to either survive or protect their territory/family groups.

- This means that wild Pokémon won’t just battle your Pokémon. They may try to kill and eat them if they hold a natural predator relationship to your Pokémon such as a wild Pidgey trying to kill and eat your Weedle or Caterpie, sometimes even swooping in from out of nowhere to try a surprise attack. You must constantly be on guard throughout your adventure. If you let your Pokémon wander free from their Poké Ball, and they're small enough to get picked off by a larger Pokémon, keep both eyes open at all times.

#5) There will be absolutely ZERO capture-by-friendship in this RP.

- I will hear no arguments, nor will I entertain hypotheticals.

- “Well, what if my character grew up near the edge of a forest? It would be natural for him/her to explore and find a small, young Pokémon and bond with it.”

- No, it would not. Not in this RP. With Pokémon naturally living in large family groups unless their species is lonesome by nature (which are few and far between), your character would be killed out in that forest by the parents/family of the little Pokémon long before you bonded with it. Young and defenseless Pokémon are not simply left alone to wander by their parents/family. Someone is always there to watch out for the young. That's basic natural instinct 101, and there's no reason or excuse to ignore such a basic parental instinct.

- Even loner Pokémon don't become loners until they at least reach sexual maturity. Until then, they live with their parents or at least one parent (typically an overprotective mother).

#6) Your character must be at least 21 years of age to qualify as a Pokémon Trainer.

- This RP world does not allow children to become Trainers. That's just stupid. No society in its right mind would ever do something like that.

- To qualify as a Trainer, one must go through a minimum of two full years at an accredited Pokémon League University and graduate with at least a 3.0 GPA. If you are able to do so, you will qualify to take the Pokémon Trainer's Registration process. During this time a background check is run, and any criminal record instantly disqualifies you from being allowed to become a Trainer. Along with the background check, a psychological examination as well as a practical and written examination are given as well. If you pass both, and your background check, you will be officially granted your Pokémon Trainer's License and allowed to acquire your first Pokémon.

#7) Further Character Limitations

* Your character may not occupy an antagonist role (such as a member of Team Rocket)

* Your character may not have a Pokémon prior to earning their Pokémon Trainer's License (the Pokémon League, as a matter of public safety, has outlawed ownership or interactions with Pokémon by those not holding a Pokémon Trainer's License)

* Your character may start the RP with Pokémon which are not part of the traditional Starter Pokémon lineup (but you must clear this Pokémon with me before adding it to your profile)

* Your character may not start the RP with a Pseudo-Legendary (Dratini line, Larvitar line, etc), Mythical (Mew, Arceus, Celebi, Darkrai, Genesect, etc), or Legendary Pokémon (Legendary Dogs, Legendary Birds, Rayquaza, Giratina, etc)

- If you need a breakdown of which are Mythical and which are Legendary, just ask

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Pallet Town: June 6, 2018




A cool early Summer breeze swept across the land as Yume sat beneath the warm sun overhead and stretched her arms out. A small crack was released from her elbows as she laid herself down in the grass and closed her eyes with a smile.

Playing in the grass not far away was Blaze, her Aberrant Charmander and starter Pokémon. He was shuffling through the grass and spinning around to observe the shuffle marks his feet left in the grass, the blades bent in streaks behind him forming shapes in the landscape. Satisfied with his "art", he hopped on all fours to lay down beside Yume while ensuring the flame on his tail did not come into contact with her flesh or clothing.

Time passed.

Almost two hours lazily plodded onward as the pair rested under the sun.

Yume was finally roused from her slumber when a cool breeze swept through the area. She sat up, rubbing her shoulders as the warmth of the day seemingly vanished in the blink of an eye. Blaze, too, felt the change and had awoken. She reached out to embrace him and share his warmth as the skies darkened and suddenly became cloudy. The once calm, cloudless day turning to an almost frightening precursor to a violent storm.

A drop of water fell onto Yume's face, and instinctively she recalled Blaze to his Poké Ball... And not a moment too soon.

A downpour started from out of nowhere as Yume raced underneath a nearby tree for whatever dryness she could find. The winds picked up to a feverish pitch almost knocking her off balance. She was forced to grab hold of the tree to steady herself as the wind and rain intensified.

Not but a minute later the thunderclaps began erupting across the skies followed quickly by lightning strikes.

"What on Earth?!" She yelled to herself.

The storm's near instantaneous rise and ferocity defied all logic. And to make things worse was the ever changing air currents which swept her body this way and that as she fought to keep herself stable by hugging the tree.

Suddenly, a sound emerged from the storm which she'd never heard before. Yume's eyes forced themselves open as she looked skyward towards where the sound was coming from and beheld the faint shadow of a serpentine figure flying through the clouds. Wafts of cloud vapor from the beats of its wings shot downwards towards the Earth, while a brief glimpse of what appeared to be a white tail with blue fins on either side broke the cloud layer a few times before the figure disappeared higher into the cloud cover.

She didn't get a good look at it, and all too soon it was gone. The flying figure hidden in the clouds disappeared altogether as its long, almost song-like call reverberated one last time before fading altogether.

Then, as if following the strange creature, the storm slowly dissipated. It flowed towards the creature as it flew away into the distance and disappeared after a few minutes leaving Yume once again in a bright sunny and cloudless day with the only signs of the storm being the now windswept and waterlogged grass and mud that was once dirt.

"What... What in the world was that?" She asked herself.

Yume jogged carefully back to the heart of Pallet Town where Professor Oak's lab was and knocked on the door before being let in by one of his aides.

"Professor! Did you see that storm?" She asked as she raced up to his desk, nearly slipping thanks to her wet shoes.

"I did. And... By the way Yume, are you all right? You look pale."

"I saw something in the storm, Professor."

"Did you?"

"Yes, Professor. It was a tail. Or part of one." She said.

"Well, that is intriguing. Did anything stand out about it?"

"Yes. It had two small blue... Uh... Fins? Fins. Something like that. One on either side." She replied.

"Hmm..."

The professor rose from his chair and paced the floor with an expression of deep thought before he glanced at Yume out of the corner of his eye.

"Did you hear anything?" He asked.

"Yes. It was a cry of some kind. Almost like a song. It, uh... It went something like this." She said, singing the cry she'd heard back for him.

((For full song: here.))

The Professor's brows furrowed as he turned away.

He seemed to mumble something to himself for a moment before turning back to her and waving his hands.

"Don't worry about it for right now, Yume. What you saw was indeed a Pokémon, but I don't believe what you saw was accurate. Perhaps your eyes played tricks on you in the stormy weather and the shock of the sudden onset it brought." He suggested.

Yume pursed her lips.

"I know what I saw Professor. It was a white tail tip with blue fin-like protrusions on either side. And that call was unmistakable. I'll never forget it for as long as I live. Despite how scary that storm's sudden surge was, that call was beautiful."

"Hrm... Well, either way, don't worry about it. The storm is past, and it's almost time for you to depart for Viridian City, is it not?"

Yume started.

"Ah! That's right! I have to gather my things and meet mom at the edge of town!"

She thanked the Professor and quickly darted away to her home down the road where she hastily gathered her belongings. Inside her backpack she kept with her a basic cooking kit including a pot for boiling water, utensils, a couple plates, a wash cloth, disinfectant spray for her dishes, a flashlight, a map of the local region between Pallet and Viridian, a wrap of rope (30' long), a 5 lbs bag of Pokémon food for Blaze (more as treats than for sustenance), a knife (you never know!), and two changes of clothing.

That was about all she could fit.

Thanks to the Professor, she also had five empty Poké Balls on her waist attached to a belt with small magnetized patches, three on either side for six Poké Balls for her team.

While the Pokémon League had no limitations on how many Pokémon could be carried on the Trainer's person, they did limit six to a team for all Trainers who registered for competitive pursuits such as the Gym Leader's Challenge.

Along with that she had her Pokédex, another gift from the Professor.

Once she'd double checked everything, she departed home where she met her family at the edge of Pallet Town. They all wished her well on her journey and reminded her to write and call as often as she could to keep them updated on how she was doing. After a semi-tearful farewell, Yume was off on her journey.

"All right. This is it!" She said, pulling out Blaze's Poké Ball and letting him out to wander.

"We've got a long way to go Blaze. You ready?" She asked.

Blaze enthusiastically barked at her and hopped a few times before looking around disapprovingly at the still damp path they were walking on. Since it was a concrete road frequented by cars, it wasn't as bad as the wet dirt and mud off to the side. Still, it wasn't so bad.

The pair walked off at a brisk pace, eager to start their journey together as challengers of the eight Kanto Gym Leaders!

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Route 1: June 6, 2018




Yume had stopped on the side of the main road to work with Blaze. Her not so little little Aberrant Charmander bounced on the balls of its feet in the grass as she sat on a log thinking about how best to train him.

Considering his future stages of evolution, especially his final form of Charizard, she figured it would be best to train him how to be light on his feet and flexible so he could make the most of his aerial acrobatics as a Charizard. It would be his most lethal weapon upon attaining his final stage of evolution.

"Okay!" She said with a clap of her hands.

"Let's see... I wonder if the Pokédex has any info on how best to do this." She thought out loud.

She brought out her Pokédex and filtered through its numerous menus and data banks to see if it had suggestions about training a Pokémon's speed and flexibility. Her search brought her to a Pokémon Trainer's online forum where veteran Trainers gave their thoughts and advice about Pokémon Training. Most of it was geared towards making your Pokémon "stronger", but Yume wasn't interested in that.

She continued to search until she found what she was looking for, "Speed Training".

However, after reading it she found it was more of a "how to quickly train your Pokémon" post than a "how to train your Pokémon's speed" post.

Disappointed, she put the Pokédex away and laid down in the grass with Blaze continuing to bounce on the balls of his feet awaiting her instructions.

"Let's seeeeee........... How would I train your speed?" She wondered aloud.

"Sprints?... Jumps?... An obstacle course?" She asked aloud.

She sat up and let out a breath.

"Sprints it is... And maybe a few yoga exercises for flexibility! Let's see how this goes!" She said excitedly.

She turned to Blaze and gave a hand gesture for him to come to her. He did as instructed, stopping just in front of her and looking up at her expectantly.

"Okay Blaze. I want you to sprint as fast as you can to that tree over there." She said, pointing to a tree on a hill just over 100 yards away.

Blaze looked at the tree, and then looked at her with a confused expression.

"Um... Sprint." She asked.

He tilted his head.

"Okay then... You know how to run, right?" She asked.

Blaze nodded.

"Okay. To sprint is to run as fast as you can. Do you understand?" She asked.

Again, Blaze nodded.

"Okay then! Run as fast as you can to that tree when I say the word "go". Are you ready?"

Blaze turned around and leaned forward, prepared to run.

"Okay Blaze... 3, 2, 1, GO!!"

Blaze took off... but it wasn't exactly a sprint. He was running for sure, but at a rather brisk pace. It was almost more of a power jog than anything else. It took him almost thirty two seconds to reach the tree before hopping up and down to show her he reached his destination.

"Hm... okay." She whispered to herself.

She waved him back to her, and he came jogging back at a slow and steady pace. When he returned, he was a little winded.

"Okay Blaze. Good attempt." She said, patting his head.

This was going to be harder than she thought.

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Route 1: June 6, 2018




The sun was now beginning to set on her first full day as a Pokémon Trainer, and she spent the majority of the afternoon teaching Blaze what it meant to sprint at full speed. It took several tries before he finally got the basic idea of running full speed without her. She started by trying to tell him to run as fast as possible, but it didn't work. He continued running at the same speed. Her next attempt, after giving him time to rest and forage for food, involved running with him. She encouraged him that it was a game of tag, and that if he wanted a special treat he'd have to catch her.

She ran up ahead of him and kept an eye over her shoulder. He was running well, but still holding back. Treats weren't the best method of reaching him. That was for sure. So she changed tactics. She switched it and said that it was her job to tag him, and that if she managed to tag him he would have to let her tickle him which was something he was not fond of.

This seemed to have the intended effect, as she saw him finally take off at a pace that even she found difficult to keep up with. She kept on him though. She ran after him as fast as needed to keep him at a full sprint until he reached the tree which was the safety zone. If he could touch the trunk with his hands before she tagged his shoulder, he was safe.

After a few rounds of this, she let him take a nap to rest. While he slept she stroked his back, neck, and head while keeping an eye out for Pokémon, other Trainers, passing cars, etc.

She was content to walk the distance to Viridian City as she was in no rush to get there.

A few hours later, and with the sun starting to set, she decided to ask Blaze one last time to run to the tree as fast as he could. But this time, by himself.

When she said "go", he took off at a sprint and reached the tree in just over eighteen seconds. Not bad at all for a young Pokémon who was only 3' 6" with short, stubby legs.

When he came back she gave him a big hug, a brief massage, and a handful of Pokémon food as a treat reward for his hard work today. He was finally getting what it meant to sprint, which would be invaluable for his ability to move around the battlefield whenever they challenged or were challenged by other Trainers. The better he could move, the more effective he could be.

After the sun had set, Blaze was still asleep. Yume recalled him to his Poké Ball and set up her sleeping bag and pillow before falling asleep. The fire Blaze had started for her before going to bed was freshly stocked with sticks and dead branches, as well as surrounded by stones and dirt to stop embers from reaching the grass nearby. As well it would keep wild Pokémon away at night.

Safe for the night, Yume slept soundly bringing her first full day as a Trainer to a close.

Not a bad start!

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Viridian City: June 7, 2018




Haru Kikuchi left his house early in the morning so he didn't have to say good-bye.

The young man had a soft grin on his face as he walked on the sidewalk, illuminated by the street lamps that were still glowing. The sky was still pitch black out, but that would change in an hour or two. The air was still nice and cool, but damp from yesterday's freak storm. At least the ground was still dry, he thought. He turned around to glance back at the place he'd called home for 24 years of his life.

The three story estate was still pristine from the hard work of the gardener his dad hired to upkeep the house's exterior (lawn, windows, rooftop, etc.). The white paint glowed a dim orange from the light of the street lamps, the windows reflecting the blackness above them. From his vantage point, he could make out what room each window was in. The first floor on the left side of the front door was the living room with the TV where he used to watch cartoons for at maximum an hour before his parents told him to get off. The right hand side was where his father's library and office was kept. He was never sure whether he was in there or not. On the second floor (from left to right) was the guest room, the exercise room, and the storage room where his father kept all his documents neat and organized. And on the third floor stood the foyer, the game room, and finally his room. His room that would now be turned into some other useless extension of an already useless house.

His room that he was leaving behind.

With an emotional sigh and an ironic wave, he turned his back on that house and continued walking down the street.

He could've taken a bike. Hell, he even could've taken a car. His parents had enough money to buy him one if he ever expressed interest in driving. He even had a driver's license. But he had always enjoyed walking. Maybe his lengthy stride made up enough ground by itself for him to take advantage of walking where others couldn't or preferred not to. At least, that's what other people joked. In reality, he felt like he was missing more moments of the journey when he wasn't driving or biking. Like the smell of rain that permeated the air around him. Or the experience of walking down the usually bustling suburban neighborhood at a quiet hour of four in the morning. Or even the ability to glance up and see the thick clouds brewing above him, threatening an early rain.

For him, that was perfectly fine.

The low-hanging condensation did initiate an action out of Haru, a slight tap of his backpack to make sure he grabbed everything he needed, including a windbreaker in case of such factors like weather. But he knew where it was: crammed in the middle against the right wall of the enlarged backpack. He checked his belt and made sure everything was there as well. Flashlight, flint and steel, a couple easy-to-access bottles of water, a couple easy-to-access protein bars, and most importantly the red and white sphere on his right hip that was no longer a weird protrusion on his waist, but an extension he'd gotten used to.

Callaway...

Callaway was not the Pokemon he wanted. Haru couldn't hide his disappointment very well when he'd received the call from the Professor three weeks ago stating that he wasn't able to obtain the Jigglypuff in time. It had been one of those things he was looking forward to when agreeing to become a Pokemon Trainer. He really did enjoy the thought of having a Jigglypuff as a companion for the journey. He felt like their personalities would mesh so perfectly. But instead, he had to settle for the tiny Squirtle who was still sleeping in his PokeBall.

But that was okay, he rationalized. He knew it wouldn't be fair for Callaway if he acted like he didn't want him. He knew it wouldn't be right to not give him a chance and see how things turned out. And he was enjoying the little runt's company. He had spent the past three weeks training it to do the simple stuff first, just like they were taught in the Universities. He wasn't sure how he wanted to go about training the Squirtle though, given the small stature and the fact that he was expected to be a burly Blastoise when he evolved. But he decided he'd figure it out as they went along. As for bonding, they both seemed to have a mutual understanding for one another, which was good. All in all, they seemed okay so far. And he was content with that.

If this was the way fate wanted it to be, then let it be, he decided.

Eventually, he made it out of the neighborhood and into the Pokemon Center not too far down the road. He knew they were open 24/7 for the sake of helping Pokemon Trainers in trouble. Yet, he didn't understand the practicality of placing one near the entrance of a wealthy neighborhood instead of by the route where trainers didn't have to walk ten miles to revitalize their Pokemon. The joys of belonging to a wealthy family, he thought as he pushed the door open and stepped inside. A middle-aged man with a receding hairline was sitting behind the counter and gave a scowl at the young man walking in.

"Somethin' happen on the road?" he asked gruffly.

Not the morning person...he thought as he stepped forward.

"Nah," he replied, "Haven't been on the road yet."

"So what are ya doin' here?"

"Getting an early start," he shrugged, "I figured I'd wait here until the gym opened up."

The man didn't respond, simply accepting what he had told him and moving on by grabbing the large cup of coffee next to him, taking a big swig. Meanwhile, Haru sat down in one of the chairs, pulled out his PokeDex, and began to read one of the entries.

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Date: June 7, 2018




Yume awoke the next morning after what was actually a very nice first night for her out in the wilderness. Having camped near the road, she expected a few cars to wake her up, or the shrieks of a new night-time Pokémon. None of that bothered her last night. She slept soundly through everything.

Upon waking, she promptly cleaned herself up and gathered her belongings tucking them safely away in her pack before changing clothes behind a tree and setting off following the main road.

By around 10am, she released Blaze from his ball and he trotted happily beside her.

She spoke to him about a few things along the way. Namely, she spoke about their training regimen. She wanted him to do sprint exercises at least three times a day. Once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening. Blaze was a bit skeptical, but displayed his acceptance of her orders with a short bark of affirmation. She smiled happily and looked for a good spot to begin.

"Ah, there we are!" She said.

She stopped and pointed at a bench and bus stop up ahead.

"That's about one hundred meters or so. Perfect! Okay Blaze, get ready to sprint to that bench."

Blaze hopped into the air and then landed in his ready stance, and upon Yume's order he dashed to the bench at top speed. Watching her Pokédex for the time, she counted the seconds before he hit the bench. Right around eighteen seconds, just like yesterday. Good. He was consistent.

"Good job Blaze! Come on back!" She called.

Blaze trotted back, slightly winded, and received a few treats for his efforts as well as a pat on the head and a back rub which he was quickly growing to love. She gave him a five minute break, and then repeated the exercise a total of five times. By the end Blaze was becoming fatigued and his time was dropping to twenty one and twenty two seconds respectively on his final two attempts. She decided to stop and let him take a nap while she rubbed his back and enjoyed the afternoon sun.

By the early afternoon, Blaze was awake and looking peppy again, so they continued on down the road.

And then, while taking a brief detour off the beaten path into the forested area near a decently sized river, she spied a Pokémon splashing about which she had long desired to capture since she began the process of attaining her Pokémon Trainer's License two years ago: A Magikarp.

To most, the tiny Magikarp was useless. All it could do was flop around on land and swim lazily through the water. But it was its evolved form, Gyarados, which she was truly after. If she could capture a Magikarp now and evolve it later on, Gyarados would make a fine addition to her team and be a valuable asset for crossing large bodies of water.

That, and it was one of her favorite Pokémon.

Yume immediately started planning out how she'd get this Magikarp. It was swimming against the current at the exact speed of the water so it was actually still just beneath the surface. But its orange-red body gave it away.

Yume crept forward, ordering Blaze to stay back and wait to weaken it later once she got it out of the water... But how?

The water was fairly deep where Magikarp was floating. She guessed somewhere in the neighborhood of eight to ten feet. Yume was a good swimmer, but wrestling a Magikarp which was around three feet long and weighed a little over twenty pounds would not be easy. Even light weight fish-like Pokémon had more muscle and power than they often would lead you to believe. Still, she had to try.

Yume lined it up, and pounced into the water on top of the Magikarp... Or so she thought.

She was expecting to land on top of it, wrap her arms around it, and wrestle it to the surface. But instead she ended up essentially belly flopping into open water as Magikarp saw her at the last second and quickly swam forward to avoid her pounce. Now spooked, Magikarp took off upstream forcing Yume to return to shore with a sour face full of disappointment.

"Stupid fish... You're supposed to be easy to catch." She grumbled.

She opened the Pokémon and searched for Magikarp, and even the Pokémon Entry seemed to be mocking her with how easy it was supposed to be to catch.

Magikarp, the fish Pokémon. Margikarp is a weak swimmer, and its intelligence is below average. Often its tendency to splash about causes it to beach itself outside of the bodies of water it inhabits making it easy prey for any nearby predators such as Pidgeotto or Pelipper. Magikarp are among the easiest water Pokémon to capture, especially for beginning Trainers. But buyer beware. When it evolves into Gyarados, the game changes dramatically.

She slapped the Pokédex shut.

""Among the easiest water Pokémon to capture" my butt." She grumbled.

Blaze trotted over, sniffing her and licking the water off her legs which tickled a bit and helped put her back in a good mood.

"Come on Blaze... I need to dry off. We'll worry about catching something later." She said, giving one last glare over her shoulder at the river where Magikarp disappeared.

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Viridian City: June 7, 2018




The hours went by. Haru often found himself lost in books quite easily, distracted by the words displayed on the page and visualizing every sentence inside his head. He had long since read the PokeDex entry for Squirtles for the twenty-seventh time and was now onto a fictional novel about a young boy who was transformed into a Pokemon and was living among the wildlife. He hadn't even touched the book at all when he sat down, but not he was just reading the last page. With a content sigh and a mental note to buy the second installment in the series, he glanced at his watch and quickly realized that it was ten.

"Oh dang," he said aloud to himself, "I should get moving."

He didn't make a scene out of it, but he did practically pop out of his heat to gather his belongings. A quick glance around revealed that nothing had changed too much. The man who was behind the counter was gone, leaving behind a young female with jet black hair tied up in a bun, working diligently behind the computer. A couple of trainers had meandered into the Pokemon Center. One was sitting in front of the counter, waiting for his Pokemon to be healed while the other was using the telephone in the corner of the room. Apart from them, no one else was around.

Haru gave a wave to the lady behind the counter as he stepped through the doorway, "Have a good day!"

She gave a warm smile back, "You too! Safe travels!"

He continued to walk to his next destination, the Pokemon Gym for a couple minutes when he realized that Callaway was awake and probably restless inside the PokeBall. Not that he'd know for sure. He'd never been inside one. But he liked to think it was similar to when he spent an ample amount of time in his room and then wanted to go out for a walk to stretch his legs. Everyone needed leg room after all.

He grasped the PokeBall and opened it, the red beam of light shooting out from the center and dispensing Callaway in front of him. The Squirtle blinked at the change in lighting before yawning from grogginess. Haru raised a brow at the action. Had he been asleep this whole time? If so, that was concerning. He didn't want Callaway to grow up lazy and lethargic.

"Hey, how ya doin'?" he asked, less as a greeting and more to get the Squirtle's attention.

It worked, and now Callaway was looking at him expectantly.

Haru stooped down to his level, "Remember when I told you we'd be fighting other trainers here pretty soon?"

He nodded.

"Welp. Today's the day!" Haru put forth a little enthusiasm in his voice as he pumped a fist in the air, " All that training we did over the past three weeks is finally going to pay off. We're going to march right into that Gym and earn our first badge right then and there." He was trying to sound excited, but didn't sell it that well.

Callaway sat down, a bit confused. Haru noticed this and frowned slightly/ Maybe I used too many words...he thought as he patted him on the head, rubbing the top. He knew the Squirtle liked that, at least.

"Maybe we should run through a refresher course," he decided as he glanced over towards a small alleyway that was more private. He didn't want to be in the way of passing pedestrians on the sidewalk, nor did he really want to advertise he was a trainer much more than he already was. He was pretty confident in his Pokemon, but he knew that there were so many stronger and more experienced trainers above him that he didn't want to risk bring spotted and asked to duel in a Pokemon Battle. He felt better preparing for a fight than being caught off guard by a request.

Together, Haru and Callaway walked into the alley and went further in a few paces before Haru stopped. Callaway turned around and found his trainer squatting at his level again, palms outstretched. He knew this was the position he took up in order to train and he set himself exactly like he'd been taught: feet apart and arms raised. Haru took note that he was still leaning forward slightly, not square with gravity in his ready position.

"Lean back a little bit," he said as he helped straighten the Squirtle on his form. Callaway was used to this, and remained still while he was fixed and took to the fighting position his trainer wanted.

"Good," Haru nodded and stepped back a little bit, palms outstretched, "Show me...Pound!

The Squirtle reacted, jabbing forward with a clenched fist towards one of his palms. It connected with a soft slap, and Haru actually held his hand back, wincing in pain. He didn't bring the padded gloves he'd been using to train Squirtle in the moves he had taught him and he was learning the valuable lesson in that. He didn't let it stop him though as he turned back to the Squirtle.

"Tackle!" he said next.

The Squirtle charged forward and slammed into Haru at full force. Fortunately, Haru had already learned the lesson the hard way when he first taught him the move and knew how to react to it. He rolled with the momentum onto his back, onto his shoulder blades, and then extended his feet behind him to complete the roll. He was on his knees once more and glanced down to notice that the Squirtle had not let go. Nice...

"Dodge quick!"

Callaway immediately leaped off Haru to his right, landing on his feet.

"Dodge again!"

Another short hop, this time to the left. Haru had taken notice early on that he was nimble on his feet, probably due to his small size. He knew agility would be an important asset in his Pokemon's fighting capabilities early on, so he called dodge a lot. As a result, he was shaping Callaway into a light-footed combatant and capable of evading some attacks. He wouldn't have that luxury later on, when the Squirtle was a Blastoise and less mobile on the battlefield, but he would work on it. Maybe he could be and shock the entire competition with such a tactic.

"Feint!"

Callaway jerked forward, acting as if he were to lash out, only to halt his forward momentum and create an effective fake attack.

"Dodge right!"

A leap to the right. Only this time, Haru jumped to his left, following Callaway's movements and sticking out his arm while the Pokemon was still in the air. "Tail whip!"

Callaway responded in turn as he landed on his foot and spun around, whipping his tail to collide with Haru's arm. He felt the sting in the strike and Haru pulled back had arm, bringing forward the opposite hand. "Pound!

Another slap of the fist against the palm. This time, it didn't hurt so bad since it collided perfectly in the groove of Haru's palm. Haru came up with an idea on the fly and went for it. "Dodge left and use Water Gun!"

Callaway bounded to the left, just as Haru instructed, and when the call for Water Gun came out, he opened his mouth, just like Haru had taught him to do. Unfortunately, nothing came out. Haru curled his lip, but was not surprised. That was where they were at currently with all the training and it was easily the most frustrating thing to try and teach. Time and time again, Callaway tried to verbally communicate what he meant when he said Water Gun, but he just wasn't getting through. Callaway knew to open his mouth, but he didn't know what Haru meant when he said "Blast water." But Haru knew it would come with time. He just had to be persistent. Plus, he wasn't wet, which was another good thing.

All in all, he was content with what he saw and stood up.

"No Water Gun yet, but that's alright. You're already ready." Haru was actually more confident now than he had ever been. Apart from a few bruises and a couple frustrating moments, he was surprised at how easy it had been to get Callaway to this point. He hadn't taught any of the really tough stuff yet, but it already seemed like the Squirtle had a good grasp on the essence of combat. He wasn't too worried about taking on the first gym leader now and was actually starting to get excited. They could do this.

Haru didn't forget about the little Squirtle as he pulled out a couple of treats and held them out for Callaway to take. Nor did his Pokemon hesitate in taking them, munching on them as Winter rubbed his head.

"Yeah...I think we're gonna do fine..." said Haru.

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After drying off from her... incident with the Magikarp, Yume went back to training with Blaze.

Instead of straight sprints this time, she had him do lateral dashes. Like the sprint, she had to do them with him to demonstrate the technique and get him to do it right.

Step one, start neutral with both knees bent and on the balls of your feet. Step two, lean on one knee and push off with the opposing foot to slide to the side, keeping the knees bent the whole time. From there, do the same on the other side.

It took a while for Blaze to get the movement scheme down properly. About half an hour. But once he had the basic movement pattern down Yume put him to work with lateral dashes and slides. Right. Right. Left. Left. Right. Left. Right. Right. Right. Left. Right. Left. Left. Right. Left. Left. Right.

Over and over and over again as fast as he could in reaction to her directions. When he got a direction wrong, she stopped him and had him do ten vertical jumps.

Then it was back to business.

They trained for about an hour or so like this before fatigue set in and Yume had to let Blaze stop and rest. She recalled him to his Poké Ball and laid down beneath a tree herself to enjoy the cool shade with the warm breeze blowing by.

"It sure is a beautiful day." She said quietly to herself.

A few hours passed as Yume rested beneath her tree, and soon she began to hear a shuffling in the grass around her which drew her attention forcing her to sit up and take a look around.

As she scanned the area, she saw a small flock of Hoppip floating around in the taller grass a short distance away. One of them, a scout it seemed, was keeping a careful eye on her.

Yume wasn't particularly interested in Hoppip, so she leaned back a bit against the tree and kept scanning the area.

The more still she was, the more wild Pokémon seemed to come out of the woodwork and go about their business.

Several species were out and about within the next five minutes. Rattata and Sentret packs, Starly and Pidgey flocks, a lone Fearow flying high overhead, a few Sunkern bouncing around the flower patches, and a few bug Pokémon in the trees started coming out of hiding as well.

There was so much life to be seen now, when only half an hour ago there was next to nothing. It just went to show how much human presence disturbed the natural order.

Yume continued to scan the area and smiled at being able to watch nature unfold around her in peace like this. But eventually that peace turned into despair as a small pack of Poochyena appeared and began hunting the Rattata and Sentret packs. Eventually they cornered a pair of Rattata and killed them, feasting on their corpses as the other Pokémon all scattered and disappeared during the chaos.

Yume sat very still during this time so as not to disturb nature's course, even though every fiber of her being wanted to save the Rattata. It was not her place.

Once they were done feeding the Poochyena ran off into the brush, and slowly the other wild Pokémon returned now that the carnage was past.

And then, rather suddenly, Yume felt a tickle on her shoulder and jumped away from the tree landing on her butt looking at the one responsible.

It was a Wurmple. The little red caterpillar Pokémon seemed just as startled as she was and started retreating back up into the tree branches, but it moved slowly. Yume decided that this was as good a time as any to grab a new Pokémon and redeem herself from failing to capture the Magikarp earlier. Yume had to jump to get ahold of it, but she grabbed the tiny caterpillar Pokémon which immediately began squirming in her grip forcing her to set it down gently on the ground away from the tree.

She brought out Blaze's Poké Ball and he popped out with a bark.

"Sorry Wurmple. Blaze, let's do this! Use your Pound attack like we worked on the day I got you!" She ordered.

Blaze barked and jumped into the air above Wurmple, falling on top of it with a belly flop causing it the little caterpillar to yelp in pain as it was nearly flattened by the much larger reptilian Pokémon. Wurmple looked like it was already in a bad way from that attack. Because it was only one foot long and was just pounded by a three and a half foot lizard weighing easily in excess of four times its weight, Wurmple was already done.

"Oh..." Yume whispered.

She wondered if she went too far. Wurmple was trembling on the ground with its little eyes shut tight and seemed to be in great pain. Yume quickly brought out a Poké Ball and threw it at the little red caterpillar, and after a few moments of the ball twitching and rolling about with a flashing red button, it settled and grew still.

"I... caught it?" She asked.

Her Pokédex let out a small alarm chirp and spoke to her.

Congratulations. You have captured Wurmple, the Worm Pokémon. This tiny creature is purely herbivorous living in trees until it evolves into either Silcoon or Cascoon. Upon evolution, it will remain stationary high in the trees until it evolves into Beautifuly and/or Dustox respectively. It said.

Yume was happy on the one hand, but sad on the other.

"Oh, wait! I know!" She said excitedly.

She released Wurmple from its Poké Ball and brought out her Pokédex. It had a "Scan Pokémon" feature which allowed it to basically perform X-Rays, MRI's, and CT scans on the Pokémon on the spot. The downside was this ate up a lot of the Pokédex's battery life. Luckily it had a small solar panel on the outside, so it could be attached to your pack and charge in the sunlight.

She scanned Wurmple and the Pokédex revealed that it was bleeding internally from a ruptured vein in its back. It was not life threatening, but it was very painful.

Yume gently picked up the tiny Worm Pokémon in her arms, sat down with it against the tree, and calmly rubbed its back and sang to it as Blaze coiled up next to her and laid down. The little Worm's trembling continued for over five minutes before its body settled, and Yume continued rubbing and singing to it to help it remain calm.

She could see the area with the ruptured vein, as blood was gathering beneath its skin. She avoided rubbing it so that it could remain still until its body repaired itself naturally. The little Worm was quickly falling asleep partially from the shock of the experience and partially from her singing.

It was a well documented scientific phenomenon that the human voice in song was naturally calming to most Pokémon of a more docile demeanor such as Wurmple. More aggressive Pokémon such as a Pidgeotto or Scyther would find it just as frightening or irritating as anything else. But the little Wurmple seemed to find comfort in it as it soon fell asleep in her lap to the sound of her voice and her soft caress along its back.

Hours passed, well into twilight, and little Wurmple seemed to have gotten over the worst of its ordeal. The Pokédex revealed that the vein had closed and the blood was clotting. Healing would be well underway by tomorrow if it was not used in battles, which Yume was fine with.

Wurmple was still asleep in her arms when she recalled Blaze to his Poké Ball and gently picked Wurmple up to walk down the road. She cradled the tiny Worm Pokémon in her arms like a baby and hummed softly to it as she walked back towards the main road. Once she reached it, she saw a car coming down the road driven by a familiar figure.

It was Claire, not to be confused with the Johto Gym Leader Claire, and a friend of hers from childhood who grew up in Pallet Town with her.

"Yume! What are you doing out here?" Claire asked as she pulled the car over to talk.

Yume shushed her, indicating the sleeping Wurmple in her arms which earned a smile from Claire.

"Aww... It's so cute!" She whispered.

"Yes. I had my Charmander, Blaze, use pound on it and it caused a vein in its back to rupture."

Claire was shocked.

"Oh my god!"

"Yes. The Pokédex said it was not life threatening, and my scan a few minutes ago said it had already closed and the blood was clotting." She replied.

"Okay, that's good. Do you want a ride? You should probably get it to the Pokémon Center in Viridian as soon as possible to have them take a look anyway. Even if it heals by then, it's still good to have a professional word of confirmation, ya know?"

"Agreed. Thanks Claire."

Yume hopped in the car and Claire took off down the road at a healthy clip (meaning she was speeding by about ten miles over the 45 mph limit). But all the same it was good that her old friend happened to find her and give her a lift. Yume had been wanting to take Wurmple to the Pokémon Center just to be sure it would be okay. She trusted the Pokédex's analysis, but it was always good to be certain. Yume recalled Wurmple to its Poké Ball a few minutes later.

By late that evening, around 11pm, they had arrived in Viridian City and Claire dropped Yume off at the Pokémon Center.

"Take care Yume, and wish Wurmple good luck for me okay?"

"Thanks Claire." Yume replied, giving Claire a fist bump.

Taking a breath, she went inside the Pokémon Center straight to the counter.

"Good evening! How may I help you?" The nurse behind the counter asked.

Yume brought out both Blaze's Poké Ball, and Wurmple's Poké Ball.

"This is my Charmander, Blaze," she said, pushing his ball forward first.

"Blaze is fine. He just needs a nap. But this one, my new Wurmple, needs to be looked at please. Blaze is larger than normal Charmander and did a Pound attack which ruptured a vein in its back. The Pokédex said it was not life threatening, but I'd like to be certain." She said.

"Not a problem at all miss. I'm grateful that you're so dedicated to making sure your Pokémon are all right. It's becoming rare in younger trainers these days for some reason. Most only care about the Pokémon they know will win them more battles, badges, and glory in the prestigious competitions. We'll take a look at both and have them ready to return to you tomorrow morning. Until then you're free to rest here for the night free of charge in one of our Waiting Trainer beds in the rest area just over there." The nurse replied as she took the balls with her to the back room.

Yume walked wearily over to one of the beds and laid down with a long sigh, letting one arm fall off the edge as she thought about how bad she felt for crushing poor Wurmple like that with Blaze.

She needed to be more careful about how she captured Pokémon from now on... Some of them could be much more fragile than they appeared.

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Yume awoke the next morning to the morning bells sounding in the Pokémon Center's Lobby. She had slept remarkably soundly through the night, and as she'd fallen asleep on the bed the staff chose not to disturb her. But now that she was awake, she decided to use the facilities. They had private showers, a massage corner, an arcade with almost all generations of gaming consoles and arcade machines... It had almost anything you could possibly need while waiting for your Pokémon to be taken care of by the staff.

Yume took a shower and dressed herself in her traditional attire of a yellow shirt, black skirt, black thigh high socks, and yellow shoes with black souls. Kind of like a Beedrill, if you would.

When she was ready, she headed to the counter but was stopped as she began walking out of the Rest Area by an elderly gentlemen.

"Pardon, miss. But I couldn't help but notice when you came in yesterday that you said the Pokémon you caught was injured in a way that could have been quite bad. Correct?"

"Uh, yes. That's right. My Wurmple had a vein burst in its back. Luckily it wasn't a major artery, but still..."

"Indeed. Did you tell your Pokémon to attack it?"

"Of course."

"You should have left it to your Pokémon's own judgement."

"Pardon?"

"What Pokémon did you start with?"

"Charmander."

"What's its name?"

"Blaze."

"I see... Did you know that, as a Trainer, your job is to raise your Pokémon the right way?"

"I've been trying. I've taught him how to be agile and I'm working on our synchronization in battle as well, making him follow my commands quickly."

"All well and good, but did you know that all Pokémon have a natural instinct for battle? If you synchronize yourself with your Pokémon's natural instincts, you will become a near unstoppable team. But the more you fight their instinct and try to bend it to your will, the less effective they will be in the long run. That's what I mean by raising your Pokémon the right way."

"But I-... Aren't I supposed to make him follow my commands?"

"You are supposed to harmonize your commands with your Pokémon's instinctive drive in combat to maximize your effectiveness. Just shouting to use a technique it knows or one which you taught it isn't going to be enough."

"Then... What do I do?"

"Observe."

"That's it? Observe?"

"Indeed. The next time you attempt to capture a Pokémon, let Blaze take over the battle. Observe how he moves. Watch what techniques he relies on when allowed to govern himself. Observe how he learns from and adapts his abilities and combat approach across each fight over time. Eventually you will start to synchronize yourself with his combat instincts which will make him more responsive and more effective in combat."

"I see. But is there a way to train that?"

"It's less about training him so much as training yourself, young lady. A Pokémon Trainer is not a "master" of the Pokémon he or she owns. They are family. When you try to make being family nothing but a positive reinforcement of behaving like a slave, you will set yourself up for failure."

"I see... So the more I try to take over Blaze's behavior, the more I'm hurting him and setting him, and myself, up for failure."

"Correct."

Yume walked back to the edge of the bed and sat down with a defeated look on her face.

"I don't even know what I'm supposed to be looking for... How can I do what you say?"

"Have faith in yourself and trust in Blaze's instincts. I promise you that your patience and persistence will be rewarded in time. But time is what it takes. It may take you several months, or perhaps even years, to truly synchronize with Blaze and his instincts for combat. But time rewards effort. So long as you're willing to put forth the effort to make Blaze family first, and a partner in battle second, you will be fine... But never, ever look at him as a tool for combat. That is how you set yourself up for disaster."

Yume nodded.

"I understand, sir. I will try to observe Blaze's behavior and battle instincts to synchronize with him."

"I'm glad to hear that." He said with a hearty laugh.

He patted Yume on the head.

"Lighten up, young one. You and Blaze have only just begun your journey with Pokémon. You have plenty of time to learn about and synchronize with one another. You'll be fine. Just have faith in Blaze, and have faith in yourself."

Yume smiled.

"Thank you, sir." She said, standing up to deliver a bow at the waist in gratitude.

"Not at all young one. Now, go be with your Pokémon. I'm sure that Wurmple of yours is in need of some reassurance that the injury it suffered isn't a sign of things to come now that it is part of your family."

"Ah! You're right! I need to go. Thanks again, sir!" She said with another bow.

She jogged off to the front desk to retrieve her Pokémon while the old man chuckled and nodded after her.

"Good luck, young one." He said before leaving the Pokémon Center.

Once Yume had her Pokémon back, she took a walk to a nearby park where she sat down under a tree looking at Wurmple's Poké Ball.

"I wonder what I should call you?" She thought out loud.

Wurmple's evolution was, theoretically, based on temperature conditions. According to the Pokédex, scientists theorize that warmer temperatures and climates have a higher chance to activate the hormones which trigger the evolution of Silcoon, while cooler temperatures and climates had a higher chance of resulting in Cascoon. She was hoping for Silcoon, as Beautifly was one of her favorite Bug-Type Pokémon.

"Maybe I'll wait for now... Yes... Once you evolve into your final form I will name you. But for now, come on our little one!""

She opened Wurmple's Poké Ball, and the tiny bug Pokémon appeared in front of her in a flash of light. As it opened its eyes and looked up to see Yume smiling down at it, the little bug was obviously scared and immediately turned to try and get away from her.

"Wait!" She gasped.

Luckily Wurmple was slow, which enabled Yume to stand and take a couple steps before catching up to it. She scooped it up in her arms, much to its dismay, and carried it back to the tree and sat down cuddling it to her chest.

"It's okay little one. I won't hurt you." She cooed.

Wurmple, obviously, didn't believe her. It turned its head rather abruptly and delivered a String Shot attack to Yume's face wrapping it partially in silk. It caught her off guard, to say the least. She dropped Wurmple and fought desperately to get the string off of her head as Wurmple started climbing up the tree behind her to escape.

As Yume got the last strings off of her, she looked up and spotted her tiny worm Pokémon up the tree on a lone branch a good fourteen feet up and far out of reach.

"Wurmple, I won't hurt you. I promise." She pleaded.

Wurmple tried to String Shot her again, but she was able to move out of the way as the string wasn't terribly accurate beyond a few feet. Still, it went like this for a couple minutes before Yume quietly decided to let Wurmple have its way.

The old man said she had to be patient to synchronize with Blaze, so the same must be true of Wurmple.

Yume sat down in the shade of the tree and wrapped her arms around her knees as she stared up at Wurmple. The tiny worm stared back, but remained on its perch watching her very, very carefully.

... Time ticked on, and before Yume knew it two hours had passed with them just watching one another. Neither seemed to be willing to move, and Yume was starting to wonder what was going through its head as it watched her.

Wurmple glanced about, taking notice of other humans nearby letting their Pokémon out to play, and even playing with them a distance off. It was odd for the tiny worm to see such things. It had been born out in the small forests outside Viridian City and had never seen this kind of behavior from humans or Pokémon. It was confused and scared in equal measure, and stayed firmly rooted on its branch.

Yume, however, had enough. If Wurmple wasn't going to trust her this way, maybe it would trust her another way. It would not earn her many points with it off the bat, but it would ensure she had more control over the situation.

Yume recalled Wurmple to its Poké Ball and then promptly let it out on the ground, picking it up once more in her arms. But this time she made sure to position its head in such a way that it couldn't string shot her face again. Wurmple was not pleased by this, but Yume had a plan. She sat against the tree and cradled Wurmple to her chest and used her cheek to gently nuzzle its head.

For several minutes Wurmple struggled against her, but eventually it settled down and stopped struggling. Yume continued nuzzling it, but on top of that she also began to sing to it. The song she chose was a song her mother wrote in dedication to her grandfather who had been quite the Pokémon in his hay day. Sadly he passed when Yume was seven. And though the song still brought tears to her eyes when thinking about her grandfather, it was a happy song about the bond between him and his Pokémon.

When first we met, you fought to flee
Biting and clawing, right through me
But through the pain, we both endured
And formed a bond, both bright and pure

Sing with me, of love and pain
Sing with me, of hope and fame
My bond with you, did see us through
Our time did end, my heart shall mend

Our lives together, flowing free
Side by side, walk with me
We are family, you and me
Dust to dust, share with me

Sing with me, of pride and joy
Sing with me, a darkened ploy

Sing with me, of love and pain
Sing with me, of hope and fame
My bond with you, did see us through
Our time did end, my heart shall mend

Walk with me
Sing with me
Trust in me
Please follow me...


By the time Yume finished the song, she was crying softly and sniffing to herself remembering her grandfather and all of his tales about Pokémon when she was little. And when she looked down, Wurmple was falling asleep in her arms. Its eyes were fighting to stay open, but they could not. Especially when she started petting its head and caressing its back.

The tiny worm fell asleep, and Yume smiled with great pride and joy about her new Pokémon enjoying the song.

She set Wurmple down in the grass and laid down next to it and continued to stroke its back as it slept. For whatever reason she never got tired of this, as hours passed without her getting tired or bored with the actions of watching her new Pokémon sleep while rubbing its back. But all things come to an end, and Wurmple finally woke up a short time later.

When it did, it glanced curiously at Yume for a moment before inching closer. Yume remained perfectly still and smiled at it as it sniffed at her and slowly crawled a circle around her. And finally, Wurmple seemed to accept Yume in a way as it crawled on top of her and settled down on her hip. Laying on her side in the grass, Yume chuckled as she reached around and patted its head which seemed to bring it a good amount of pleasure.

The little worm Pokémon squeaked in joy at the gesture and crawled a bit closer to Yume's shoulder, and she tickled its chin which against got a squeak of pleasure and it lifted its head so she could scratch and tickle it more. Yume chuckled, and she picked up Wurmple and rolled onto her back to hold it in the air using her thumbs to tickle it on the underbelly which made it squirm in delight.

A few minutes later and Wurmple seemed to have developed a mild sense of trust in Yume, though it still didn't exactly enjoy being picked up unless tickling was soon to follow.

Baby steps.

Yume recalled Wurmple to its Poké Ball and brought Blaze out so the two of them could run around and play for a few hours before returning to the Pokémon Center to rest. Thankfully the Rest Area was open to any and all Trainers who needed a place to crash for the night, and Yume fit the bill.

It was now around 8pm, so soon she would be going to sleep. She lay on one of the beds staring at the ceiling wondering how to begin training and working on synchronizing with Blaze and Wurmple's natural fighting habits... But then she had an idea: have them battle each other! Of course! All she had to do was tell them it was for practice. They were not to use any significant attacks. Just try their best to have a friendly sparring match to pass some time and get some exercise.

But again, that was for tomorrow.

For now, Yume laid down to rest.

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The following day, Yume awoke and visited a nearby Poké Mart to purchase some supplies.

It was the first time she'd noticed that her capture of Wurmple had earned her $500 towards her Pokémon Trainer's Account credit, boosting her credit from $10,000 to $10,500. A nice bit of extra cash to use for ensuring she had what she needed to care for her Pokémon properly.

Once inside, she was greeted by one of several staff members.

"Good morning, miss. How may I help you today?" She asked.

"Uh, well... I am rather new to Pokémon Training. I'm here looking for some things I'll need to make sure my Pokémon are well taken care of on my journey. Any advice you have would be much appreciated."

The young lady smiled.

"Of course, miss. Please, this way."

She led Yume through the Poké Mart to the first of a few select isles, this one labeled "Pokémon Battle Care".

"Here we are, miss. This is where you can choose which items you'd like to purchase for the speedy recovery and well-being of your Pokémon in and after battle."

Yume thanked her, and as the young staff member waited patiently Yume began scanning the items for things she'd need. Potions were $20, Super Potions $50, and most other items between $15-$30. However, it was the Full Heal items which caught her eye. These were special Spray or Tablet bottles which, when sprayed onto a Pokémon or consumed, would help their bodies fight off just about any kind of status condition acquired in battle such as poison, paralysis, etc.

However, these bottles were not exactly small. Yume's pack, with everything she already had in it, couldn't hold more than two or three of them at a time because of how packed it was.

Still, two were better than none. Yume picked up two bottles, both requiring a $300 price tag for a total of $600. Yume scanned them both with her Pokédex, and the finances were automatically transferred to this Poké Mart's wireless banking system. They were hers now, and she put them in her pack (which was now all but full to bursting) and prepared for the next purchase.

She was next led to the Pokémon Food Isle, which was obvious as to what she could purchase. However, Pokémon Food bags were far too big for her to place in her pack at this point... She needed a bigger pack.

But what she was able to buy were more Poké Balls which were in the next isle over. Poké Balls were $20 a piece. Great Balls were $50 a piece. And Ultra Balls were $150 a piece.

Normally, her instinct would be to go for the Ultra Balls, since she had enough finances to secure at least 66 of them. But that would be a waste, and she had other plans.

Rather than buy a bunch of higher tier Poké Balls which were specifically designed to function more efficiently than standard Poké Balls, she bought 20 Poké Balls for a total of $400, bringing her finances down to $9,500.

They just barely fit inside of what little space her pack had left to offer, and thankfully she was able to move five of them to the extra Poké Ball slots on her belt which were kept in place by small magnetic clips which helped secure the ball in place.

Now armed with 20 new Poké Balls, some new Full Heals, and a good attitude, Yume was ready to go out into the wilderness to train her Pokémon.

Pokémon: Legends Untold: Out Of Character (OOC)

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