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Dobro

"I reckon you should hightail it before my fist does it for you!"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by NeverEndingFlip

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"To Help, to Explore, to Protect." The Crimson Guild is a Pokemon run organization designed to protect the planet from nefarious evil doers, typically of the non-human variety.
Pokémon are creatures of all shapes and sizes who live in the wild or alongside humans. These are the Pokémon of Ruula.

Description

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Nickname:
Dobro

Pokemon:
Pangoro (Fighting/Dark Type)

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Dobro is a brute to say the least. It's how he's always liked it and it's how he's always wants to be recognized as. His huge size and status in the Isle Defenders leaves him with a permanent smirk on his face. He's content with what he does and enjoys it too. He has a simple way of living life, typically following a one worded or single actioned response to each question or challenge he comes across. He joined the Isle Defenders simply because he wanted to do good. Finally, he's very loyal to those he trusts in. As a companion, Dobro is someone you want on your side. His best friend is Domingo.

Strengths:
Dobro is strong. Like, wicked strong. His moves are powerful and he hits like a truck. Dependable to do a lot of damage and to take a lot of damage, he is what the human world would call a "tank"
Dobro is stubborn. He will stay onto a task up until completion, nothing else mattering until he does what he is supposed to. And he will either complete that task or faint trying.
Dobro is simple. No, that doesn't mean dumb. It means he can see through the big talk and cuts to the chase right away. He knows when people are trying to sway him when they speak a paragraph to him and not a sentence. He is an excellent judge of character because of it.
Dobro will snuff any Electric type Pokemon and Psychic type Pokemon with contempt.

Weaknesses:
Dobro is plain. What you see is what you get. That makes him relatively predictable and potentially easy to counter. He won't play tricks on the opponent as it is simply not his style.
Dobro is not a fan of statuses. He hasn't learned a single status move and he never will. Once again, it's just not his style.
Dobro is very planted. This means he prefers to take hits, not dodge them. THis makes him quite easy to attack, despite being very resistant to a lot of it.
Dobro is not very good against Fighting, Flying, or Fairy types.

Moveset:
Crunch- A Dark-Type move. It can be seen as a more powerful version of Bite.

Hammer Arm- A Fighting-Type move. The user swings and hits with its strong and heavy fist. It lowers the user’s Speed, however.

Circle Throw- A Fighting-Type move. Circle Throw inflicts damage. Additionally, it will automatically end wild Pokémon battles or, in a Trainer battle, it will switch out the opposing Pokémon to the next Pokémon in line that has not fainted. If using this move causes the user to faint (such as if the target is holding a Rocky Helmet or has the ability Rough Skin or Iron Barbs), the target will not be forced to switch

Karate Chop- A Fighting-Type move. Karate Chop deals damage and has an increased critical hit ratio.

Low Sweep- A Fighting-Type move. The user makes a swift attack on the target's legs, which lowers the target's Speed stat.

Arm Thrust- A Fighting-Type move. The user lets loose a flurry of open-palmed arm thrusts that hit two to five times in a row.

So begins...

Dobro's Story

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Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Seraphine Kent Character Portrait: Dobro Character Portrait: Domingo
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"They're using them..."

Domingo was watching the fight from behind the bushes, hidden from view. With each attack he watched the two trainers make, it drove him further into anger and hatred for humans. This...this wasn't any better than what the Psychic Rebellion was trying to do years before.

"This is slavery..."

When the Jellicent used Surf on the Charmander so easily, he had to turn away from the brutality of it. If he was in that Jellicent's position, he would've smirked as he washed the Charmander out of the battle. But watching this...that wasn't Jellicent making that decision on it's own. That was the human controlling it's actions, bringing forth those kind of abilities out of it. She was taking away it's free will.

Meanwhile, the other girl pushed the Charmander on, seemingly forcing it to stand up and continue to fight. It didn't nearly have enough experience to fight such a strong water type just yet. The stupid human girl should've known that she wouldn't win this one, but she wanted the Charmander to fight for her anyway? Domingo's rage intensified.

"There's the prison..."

An all too familiar red orb was in the red-headed girl's hand, calling the Charmander back to it’s cage. With a red beam of light, the Charmander was gone, taken from the ground it stood. He wanted to save it...to bring the Charmander back with him. He could teach the Charmander to be stronger...to resist the humans. Maybe Crimson could teach it some fire moves and until it got strong enough to defend itself, he could protect the Charmander. But...

"What are you going to do about it?"

Domingo turned back to the field where the two trainers fought. The red-haired one still had the Pokeball containing the Charmander inside. The one with the hat still had Jellicent out, awaiting the response of its master. If there was a time to be a hero, now was it.

"Dobro," he whispered behind him to the nearly seven foot Pangoro who was hiding in the thick trees behind him, "Are you ready?"

"Yeah," Dobro responded curtly. He wasn't sure why they were doing this. Domingo seemed...irrational. Dobro had just been relaxing for the morning before continuing their morning routine when Domingo had called upon him, asking for Dobro to follow. Dobro readily agreed. As they walked to the spot they currently were at, Domingo explained the situation to him.

"You're going to rescue a Pokemon?" he had gaped at his companion, who had never had an idea like this.

"Yeah," was all Domingo said.

"Like...a captured Pokemon..."

"Uh-huh."

"But...isn't that against the rules? I thought you was gonna stick with the Isle Defender's rules while we were here"

"No, it's not," he turned to stare at Dobro, "The Isle Defenders were created to rescue Pokemon. When the Psychic Rebellion had set up the work camps, we considered that slavery, did we not?"

"Yeah."

"So how is this any different? The humans are capturing Pokemon and using them to fight their battles. That's slavery."

Dobro had scratched his head, "In a way, I guess. But wasn't Crimson a human once? Doesn't that make him the enemy by your logic?"

"Crimson has no memory of being a human. That's different. Besides, he did save us all. I'd say anything wrong he did as a human can be forgiven now."

"Still, why are you decidin' this now? You never wanted to do this when we first got here."

"Didn't think about it then," was all Domingo had responded with, ending the conversation there.

Dobro had to admit. Domingo was acting weird today. Not only was his partner very much sporadic today, he seemed to look a little bit different...like his features were darker somehow. But he decided it must've been the shadows of the trees playing tricks on his eyes.

Domingo was his best friend. He would never ask him to do anything if it weren't for the right reasons. Dobro believed in that.

That was why he stood in the shadow of the trees, waiting for Domingo to give the command to go. He'd never fought a Pokemon controlled by a human before, but the thought of a new kind of fight was enough to give him enough determination to follow through with Domingo's plan.

"Now!"

With a mighty roar, Dobro barreled out from behind the tree line, gunning straight for the Jellicent. Hit fast and hit hard... He decided that he would tear this thing apart with Crunch, a vicious bite that would hopefully hurt the Ghostly Water Type, being that it was charged with Dark type and all. He knew the plan, however. It wasn't whether he defeated this Jellicent or not that mattered. He only had to distract the trainer with the white hat long enough for Domingo to do what he had to and leave. Then, he would escape when he got the chance to. It wasn't how he preferred to do things, but it was what Domingo needed to do. And he would respect that wish...

"Now's your chance...

While all the attention was on Dobro, Domingo the Samurott charged forth, quickly and with authority. If Seraphine chose to look his way, she would see a dark blue blur with an unnatural black ring around it's eyes charging towards her. Rather than attack her, like she might expect, he lowered his horn, raising it at just the right time to knock the Pokeball containing the Charmander out of her hand. In the same fluid motion, he leapt forward and snatched the Pokeball right out of the air with his mouth. Landing gracefully, he made his way back into the forest as fast as he could, not caring what kind of mess he left behind him.

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Seraphine was finishing her conversation with the other trainer. She could only hope to be that good. Then again, it was probably a lost cause considering the Jellicent was a Water/Ghost type and all she had were fire and normal type moves. She shouldn't have pushed Cinder that hard but she just... couldn't lose without a chance of retaliation.

As she was contemplating this, she saw a blur. One moment, she had Cinder's pokeball. The next, it was snatched out of the air by... something. She stood in shock for a moment before running after whatever it was.

"NO! Cinder! Give me back my friend!" But she was too slow. They had taken her pokemon, her friend. Now she would never get into the academy. She fell to her knees and cried, defeated.

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"...my friend!"

The anguish in those words were enough to freeze Dobro in place. A sick, tingling feeling rolled down his spine as he looked back towards the girl. She was...crying? Dobro looked in confusion at the pure emotion on her face. From what he'd gathered, humans were not known for their compassion. They were brutal trainers who worked the Pokemon they owned to the bone in order to propel their own success. Dobro believed that for about as long as he'd been around. He was the good guy. He was the savior. He was an Isle Defender.

And yet, here they were...Dobro was the bad guy. The human was the good guy. He'd never pictured himself this way before, but looking at it the way it seemed, he couldn't picture anything else.

Something's wrong here.

Shaken to his core, Dobro took a step back before launching himself into the trees. He started running towards the rendezvous point. He needed to talk to Domingo. He needed to figure out what was going on...




Domingo didn't stop running until he looked back a few minutes later and realized he wasn't being followed. Sighing, he slowed his pace to a simple trot, but kept mindful of the two humans possibly being on his tail. He didn't exactly make the cleanest of getaways and left a massive path for them to follow. If he moved quietly and discreetly enough, the trail would be harder and harder to follow until...it was gone. Only then would he say he lost them.

The trees surrounding the human facility began to thin out and the plains started forming around him. This would also be a very dangerous spot of travel as there weren't many trees to hide behind out here. He would be exposed until he reached the rendezvous point: the mountains.

But there was one advantage to being in the plain. He casually sidestepped off the path and continued to stroll towards the mountain range. This way, they couldn't follow any tracks he may have left behind...or at least not totally. They could put two and two together and figure out where he was going, but by then it'd be too late. He'd have already done his job.

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As Seraphine sat there crying with her head in her hands, all she could think about was the day she first got Cinder.

It was her tenth birthday. She had been brought up by two former trainers, now retired. They showed her pictures and told her stories from their training days and told her how they met. Her mom loved water pokemon, her dad grass. A bully with a camerupt had decided that her dad was a good target. He nearly one hit ko'ed all of her dad's grass pokemon. Her mom saw what was going on and decided to step in. With one surf from her marshtomp, the bully's pokemon was defeated. They became friends that day, and eventually more. Her parents had tried to teach her that fire pokemon were bad, but she wouldn't listen. "All they do is burn things down", they would say. "Nothing good comes out of fire." However, she never listened to them. In fact, it was this very thing that made her want to prove that fire pokemon were good. She wanted to prove that they had souls, that they had feelings like any other being. So she begged and begged her parents for a fire pokemon. Finally, on her tenth birthday, they caved and got her a charmander. She instantly felt a connection to this baby charmander and promised to always do right by it.

Did she do right by Cinder today? She had pushed her really hard. But she knew that if Cinder didn't want to fight anymore, she would have told Seraphine. The look on her face would not have been one of determination when she tackled, would it? She instantly felt guilt and regret. Did she make herself lose her pokemon? No, those bastards that took it made her lose it. The guilt and regret she felt instantly fueled her anger. She got up and started formulating a plan. Whatever took Cinder would be long gone, but maybe if she could find someone with a flying type willing to take her with them, she could catch up to whatever it was.

She turned around and spotted Touko there with her water/ghost type on the ground, tending to it. Maybe she could help.

"Hey Touko! Can you help me get Cinder back? Do you have a flying type that can chase down the thing that took Cinder?"

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Touko just stood there stunned as the Pokemon seemed to be on a mission. The Crunch would hurt, but it wasn't a knockout blow. Bulky water-types like Jellicent were naturally skilled at absorbing damage. Of greater concern was the fact that a Pokemon was abducted from its Trainer. Some nasty flashbacks to Anistar City in flames later, she knew what needed to happen.

"No flying types, but I got the next best thing. Here kid, catch!" As she was petting Drifter, knowing it would take more than one super-effective hit to bring it down, she tossed a Poke Ball at Seraphine. "It's my Volcarona. It's a loaner, but it's a Fire-type. I think you two will get along fine. It knows Bug Buzz and Fire Blast for stab moves, Whirlwind for utility, Psychic and Giga Drain for coverage, and Quiver Dance to boost up and proceed to kick every available ass."

But she wasn't done explaining things yet. "Students, get inside, there might be more! Teachers, pair off! Nobody gets caught out by themselves!" Touko barked commands like the experienced field general she was, relying on her well-honed instincts and the occasional hard lesson at the hands of a Gym Leader to make the right call. "Seraphine, you're with me. It's time to start your own adventure as a Trainer. Maybe not how either of us planned it, but that's the first thing you learn...nothing goes exactly the way you plan it. Now let's get your partner Cinder back! Iku ze!"

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Seraphine smiled as she caught the pokeball. She listened to Touko as she explained its moveset. She must have been training it for a really long time for it to know all those moves. She put the pokeball in her backpack as Touko directed everyone. Then Touko turned to her and said she was going on an adventure. She stood there in shock for a second as she took in the new information. This day was not going as planned. But she wanted Cinder back, and if this was the only way, then this was what she had to do. She would have to attend the academy later.

"Alright, let's go!" She ran out the door and started looking for the direction whatever it was that stole her Cinder went.

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"You made it."

Panting heavily, Domingo looked up at the mountains above him. Their shadows draped across this side of the plain and it was a welcoming feeling to step into them. The air was cool here without the sun to bring it warmth. Dead ahead of him was a gap in the mountains, a narrow road that wound around the steep slopes. He'd made it, indeed.

He took one more glance at the plain, surprised that none of the humans were in sight. He didn't exactly make the cleanest of getaways and probably left a huge hole in the treeline for them to follow to the plain. Did his diversion attempt help him better than he thought it did? Or were they just hesitant to pursue?

It didn't matter. Right now, he needed to continue. He walked through the entrance to the pass, noting the surface change immediately from grass to rock. The path trudged uphill and rounded the mountainside to the left. Domingo knew on the other end of that was the rendezvous point. He hoped Dobro was already there.




Dobro sat quietly on the rendezvous point, contemplating what to do about his best friend. Was it right to trust his initial instinct? Team Justice had done some collateral today. He saw that the moment he lay eyes on the crying girl. He felt the guilt immediately and it followed him all the way here. Even now, he couldn't escape the girl's desolate cry.

He heard footsteps making their way up the trail. That must be Domingo, he thought as he got up and dusted himself off. Sure enought, the dark blue Samurott trotted into view, carrying the Pokeball with him. Dobro immediately approached him.He wasn't going to bead around the bush with him this time.

"What was that?"

Domingo gave a puzzled look as he set down the Pokeball to speak, "What was what?"

"You know what! That stunt that we pulled down in the human area. You brand new shiny red orb you got there," he pointed at the Pokeball as he said this and went on, "We just stole from a couple of humans who seemed really torn about you taking their Pokemon."

Domingo snorted, "Well, no one would be all smiles if they found their important stuff gone. But there is no physical attachment between a human and a Pokemon. We're only their battle dummies."

"That's not the message I got out of it. Seriously, did you not hear that girl's cry of anguish as you took her, and I quote, 'friend'? Friend, Domingo. I heard friend. That's what we are."

Dobro went on, "And do you know what'll happen when the other humans find out that one of their Pokemon were stolen? Domingo, they could send a whole army after us, y'know."

Domingo scoffed," We've fought an army before."

Dobro glared at him," Yeah, when we had an army of our own. Right now, it's just the two of us. And even if we manage to get TeaM PerSisTenCe to help us, that's still 7 versus however many humans they have down there with however many Pokemon battling on their side."

"We have Crimson."

"Crimson's...unique, I know. But still, he's only one Pokemon. Besides, I don't think he'd agree with what we're doing right here. I don't even see why you're so complacent with this."

Domingo launched himself forward and stared Dobro dead in the eye. "I have watched the way humans treat us like they do for too long. I can't bear it. I'm going to do something about it. If you're truly my friend, you'd back me up. If you don't want to back me up, then STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"

It was at this moment that Dobro noticed the black circles around Domingo's eyes. This wasn't right, he thought. Something had him that was affecting his behavior. This was when he knew what he had to do. As the Samurott picked up the Pokeball and started trotting up the road again, he stopped him once more. "Domingo, what's going on? You've been acting different since this morning. It's like you've let this human slavery thing possess you. This isn't the Domingo I know. The Domingo I know stands for the Isle Defenders. The Domingo I know protects the Pokemon he knows and loves and does so with passion. The Domingo I know..." he stood face to face with the Samurott, "...would NOT yell at me like that."

Spitting out the Pokeball once more, he gave a look of challenge, "What, I can't yell at you when you-"

Now! A few seconds after Domingo spat out the Pokeball, Dobro scooped it up with his hand and started running up the path. The surprising act caught Domingo off guard for a second. "Hey!" he called out and started giving chase. "Give it back. It's mine!"

"No it's not!" Dobro shot behind him and continued hurrying along the path as fast as he could. He needed to get to Crimson. Domingo wasn't himself. He was being controlled. And only Crimson would know how to turn him back as well as how to get this Pokeball back to the girl.

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"Good job, Drifter. Return." The wounded Jellicent was still quite well able to take Touko and Seraphine around the island towards the mountains, not wishing to give away the fact that they were following by taking the water route. Plus the nice long soak would do the injured ghost-type some good.

"All right. This is the pass where I saw them disappear into the woods. We're going in after them. Whatever happens, stay close to me. If they find us, use Bug Buzz, that'll hit them both because it's a sound-based attack. I'll focus on the Samurott, it's a water-type and he can hit pretty hard. Stay close to me, all right? This is definitely a multi-battle situation."

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Seraphine followed Touko closely, her hand on the pokeball in case she needed to summon the Volcanrona. She listened closely to what Touko said. A Samurott took Cinder? Those weren't indigenous to Kanto or Johto. It was also why she didn't know that Jellicent was also a ghost type. What would a pokemon want with her Cinder? She might be able to understand if it was a Charizard or maybe even another fire type. But what would a Water type want with her Charmander? She sighed and maintained her focus on the mission. They would get Cinder back, no matter what.

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The young male had spotted several figures running, maybe 3 at the max. The male blinked for a moment, and beginning to scratch his head, so the male had began walking towards what had he have seen. It wasn't too long ago that the young trainer had arrived to the island, and already seeing random events happening.

The male yoshimune had begun to run towards something he had seen "Could it have been an academy student, or maybe someone a wild pokemon." A question had been wrapped around his head, as of what he was thinking had finally came up to his vision. An academy student, and right beside it was someone who could have been the same as he was.

"Hey!" he yelled loud enough for them to at least answer him from a decent distance.

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Character Portrait: Emiko Touko Character Portrait: Crimson the Chimchar Character Portrait: Tag the Turtwig Character Portrait: Meryl the Minun Character Portrait: Sarik the Squirtle Character Portrait: Pert the Plusle
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Thwock! Thwock! Thwock!

At the edge of the mountains on the north side, right where the forest began, was a Chimchar. The Chimchar wasn’t acting like any ordinary Chimchar. In fact, it didn’t even seem to belong here. And he certainly didn’t seem to blend in. He seemed…odd at first glance, given what he was doing. But knowing his story would clue a bystander in on why that may be. It would appear to a great shock to any who’d heard his tale about how he came to existence, what adventures he’d already gone on, and what kind of enemies he’d fought and beaten (or been defeated by in some cases). In a sense, he just might be one of the most powerful Pokemon in existence…

And here he was…cutting down a tree.

He took a couple more practice swings against the tree with the Power Bat before truly taking aim. He aimed at the base and calculated. The tree wasn’t that thick, nor did it seem that heavy. It didn’t even look sturdy enough for climbing. And it would be perfect for firewood for the rest of the group. His Power Bat would have no problem with this one.

He swung. He put some power into the bat and watched with a giant whoosh! as the flames emanating from the bat went straight through the trunk. The tree began to fall, making a dull thud as it hit the ground. He quickly grabbed it and started dragging it towards base, away from the forest and into the mountains.

As he walked, he began to think about this world he inhabited. This was nothing like the Island of Mohka. While that island contained as much diversity on it as this one, the diversity itself was much larger and more spread out compared to here. But when an island is small, Mother Nature just makes due, he figured. Not too long a walk and he was at the camp they were setting up.

It was actually a very serene setting, one of the reasons why he’d chosen it. At the head of their camp was a spring sprouting from the rock. The water flowed straight through the camp and speared to feed off into some lake at the southern end. It was slightly enclosed with a couple exits leading north, west, and east. The south was cut off by the flowing river in between the rock walls, making a possible fourth exit should they need it. The actual base part of it was getting there. It was evident that Tag put his signature touch on the place, seeing the vines growing across the walls, and that five leaf beds were all in the corner, looking as comfortable as ever. A chest was set up on the opposite side of the room, in case they found something of worth.

They had only arrived yesterday and Crimson was already starting to call this place home.

He set down the Power Bat and grabbed a few stones in the corner, building a fire ring with them right next to the water’s edge. Chopping off the twigs first, he then proceeded to dismantle the tree stick by stick, log by log, until it was all in nice refined pieces. By that time, he heard footsteps coming from the east entrance. Looking back that way, he smiled when Tag came bursting through the entrance, carrying a pack. He’d obviously ran everywhere.

“Hey buddy. You look like you’ve been busy.”

“Yeah…” he managed between breaths, “But look…I got some…good food!” Opening the pack, he spilled out the contents, which were around seven apples, a couple Oran Berries, and a Pecha Berry.

Nodding in approval, Crimson motioned over for Tag to help him stack the firewood in the corner. As they were, they talked. “The place looks great, by the way.”

“Thanks!” the Turtwig smiled as he stacked a log and grabbed another stick, throwing it in its separate pile. “I couldn’t get Pert or Meryl to help me though. They were too busy being excited about exploring the island.”

“Where are they right now?”

“Well, it’s like I said. They couldn’t wait to start exploring the island.”

Crimson paused, a little disappointed. He was hoping they could make their first trek into the place together. But he dismissed the feeling. “They’ll be fine. They’ve got each other. That’s when they’re most powerful anyway. And Sarik?”

“Still on the mountain, keeping an eye out for anything heading our way.”

Still? Crimson stopped what he was doing at the mention of this. How long had he been at it? Granted, Sarik was the one with Power Scope, but even he needed to take a break at points. “I’ll go get him. He’s been at it a bit long. Keep an eye out here.”

He left the base by the east entrance, then made an immediate right. He started rounding his way up the mountain until he spotted the Squirtle, his eyes in the Scope, scanning the place below. When Crimson spoke, it was enough to make Sarik jump. “Y’know, you shouldn’t be up here too long. I mean, this view is a killer.”

Sarik squinted at him, “Har har. And who’s gonna watch the place in case we get ambushed or something?”

“Well we’ve been here a day. Perhaps there is no one who wants to ambush us…not yet anyway.”

“That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be prepared.”

“True,” Crimson sat down next to him, “But everyone deserves rest, Sarik. Even you.”

The squirtle thought for a moment before setting the Power Scope down next to Crimson. Looking at Sarik’s face in the sunlight, Crimson could definitely tell he was tired.

“It’s still a great view, though,” Crimson commented.

Sarik nodded in agreement, “A look to die for.”

The two stared off at the scenery below them for a couple minutes, enjoying the moment. It was warm and breezy up there. The sun beat down from a horizontal angle, telling Crimson it was already afternoon. He sighed and patted Sarik on the knee. “Go down. I got this for now.”

“Alright,” the squirtle finally relented, scooting past Crimson’s position and started making his way down the mountain. Once Sarik was out of sight, Crimson reached for the Power Scope and started looking around the mountains. Immediately regretting his decision, Crimson began fumbling with the Power Scope controls, trying to make the image a little less grainy. It was hard since it wasn’t his device nor had he been taught the mechanisms or the switches or the hoo-dads and ting-thingys.

I guess Dr. Eckels was right when he said each piece of Tech he made was fine tuned for the individual…

Giving up on the project, he decided he would try to make out whatever he captured with his own eyes and logic. He kept searching through the Scope and immediately came across something.

“What in the…” Crimson let his words fall off as he tried to find the thing again. Retracing, he came back to the original point of view. Something blurry was moving across the mountainside. He couldn’t tell what. He pushed a few more knobs and levers and miraculously it made the image clearer.

It was Dobro and Domingo. They appeared to be running their way. And from what he could tell, Dobro was holding something. Crimson couldn’t quite make out what, but from the way they were running, it had to be something good.

He scaled down the mountainside, reaching the base in less than a quarter of the time it took to climb the place. Sarik was already taking a nap in his bed. Tag was putting some sticks into the makeshift fire pit. Pert and Meryl were back too, talking to each other in the corner. The two stood up when Crimson walked into the room.

“Sorry we ran off an explored without you, Crimson!” Pert chimed, “We couldn’t resist!”

“That’s okay, Pert,” he replied, “No harm, no foul.”

“But you’ve got to check out the island. Its soooooo cool!”

“It wasn’t that cool,” Meryl called from the back, “It was alright.”

“We will all explore together later,” Crimson explained, “Right now, we may have some guest coming.”

Sarik sat up at this. “Guests?” Everyone looked Crimson's way in interest.

Crimson nodded, “Dobro and Domingo. And it looks like they found something.”

A couple of murmurs and shocks spread through the group.

“Huh?”

“Already?”

“Wow! Good for them!”

Sarik made his way over to the rest of the group. “Were you able to find out what?”

Crimson could only shrug, holding the Power Scope out to him for taking. “No, sorry. It’s your device, not mine.”

A disgruntled squirtle yanked the Power Scope out of his hand and started moving levers and controls around. “Why didn’t you have it set to the AUTO function?”

“Wait, it has one of those?”

Rolling his eyes, Sarik went back to fixing his device while the other four eagerly awaited Dobro and Domingo’s arrival. Finally, they could hear footsteps running down the west entrance pathway.

“Here they come!” Crimson told the rest.




“Look out! He’s crazy!”

Those were the first words to appear from Dobro’s mouth as he ran in and started running around the base. Domingo appeared right behind him with the look of pure dark determination in his eye, chasing quickly behind. “Give it BACK, Dobro!”

The rest of the team was speechless as the two started making laps around the others. It was evident that Domingo was catching Dobro.

“Guys, what is going on?” Crimson called out to them.

At that moment, Domingo managed to hit Dobro in the foot, causing him to let go of whatever he was holding and have it go flying in the air. Crimson ran to the edge of the room and caught the thing before it smashed into the wall. Examining it closely, he realized it was a Pokeball. He could only assume what he saw.

“Did…did you guys actually go and take a human’s Pokemon?”

Dobro was panting, but he could manage words. “Yeah…we did…all his…idea…something…wrong with…” his voice trailed off.

It was Domingo, despite running, spoke with a clear voice. “Yeah. We did. But if only you were there to see how brutal they were being with it. It wasn’t right.”

Crimson stared into Domingo’s eyes. That black ring around them wasn’t familiar to him. “That shouldn’t matter. It’s not our place to interfere with the human activities. You know this. Besides, it may have been over exaggerated what you saw.”

“She said…friend…I couldn’t…” came Dobro weak interjection from the other end.

“No,” Domingo kept shaking his head, “I did a good thing. I promise you that.” With each step Domingo took towards Crimson, the warning bells got louder and louder. “It was all for him, I promise.”

“Domingo, are you okay? What's wrong, buddy?” was all Crimson could reply with.

And with that, Domingo seemed to explode. Ramming at Crimson full speed he’d managed to knock the Pokeball out of Crimson’s hands before Crimson could sidestep out of the way. Luckily, a moment before, he had called to Tag “Trip him up! Now!” The log had smashed into Domingo’s leg, tossing him back as he tried to catch the airborne Pokeball and failed.

The Pokeball itself flung across the room and hit the floor on the east side, hitting the button and releasing the Pokemon from beneath. Crimson was surprised to see a Charmander pop out of the ball and was curious as to what it would do in this situation. Looking over to Domingo to see that Tag had already effectively taken care of him by tying him up with one of the "decorational" vines. "You are fast, aren't you?"

The smile on Tag's face was all confirmation Crimson needed to hear. Now he could focus. Crimson approached the Charmander...slowly...

"Hey, buddy. You alright?"

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Cinder was resting peacefully in her pokeball. The battle could have gone way better but there was no way for Seraphine to know that the Jellicent was a water/ghost type. She hoped they did well enough to get into the academy. Cinder felt some turbulence in the pokeball but that was to be expected. Seraphine probably put her in her backpack. After a few hours, Cinder was taken out of her pokeball. Opening her eyes, she expected to see Seraphine, probably obsessing over how they did at the battle in a dorm room. Instead, she woke up in a cave in the mountains with a bunch of other Pokemon, most of which she didn't know the species of. The first words out of her mouth were, "where am I? And where is Seraphine?"

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"Grimsley? Nandeyanen?" Touko was incredulous. One of the very same Trainers she defeated en route to the League championship, only to give it right back to Alder and continue her journey. "We'll have to catch up later. Right now, my red-headed student had her Pokemon stolen. Let's get it back. She's got my Volcarona, so she should be okay, but we can't fall too far behind!"

Touko decided that traveling on foot would be inadvisable here. So out came the collapsible bicycle, letting the taller man get a bit of a head start before attaching the chain and proceeding to stand on the pedals for some quick acceleration, easily surpassing the Elite before skidding to a practiced and sudden halt.

So many wild Pokemon. Not even Volcarona could take this many. "Seraphine! Get back! There's way too many of them for you to handle, even with my loaner!" She turned back to the Dark-type League member. "First we battle together. Then we can battle each other after this is over, okay? Katsu zo!"

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Crimson was filled with concern and thought for the little Charmander. It appeared this one had barely even battled, much less knew. It might as well have been a child.

"Seraphine...I'm assuming that's your human, right?" Crimson half thought out loud, half talked to the little Charmander. "Well, uh, you see...things may have happened. I'm going to be honest with you. We may have accidentally taken you from your owner."

"What's this we thing?" Sarik chimed in, "Domingo did it." he motioned over to the tied up and now gagged Samurott.

Crimson sighed, "Yes, our friend Domingo had taken you from your home. Something happened to him that spurred this emotion to take you and we're trying to figure that out right now. We believe he was controlled. Luckily for you, our other good friend Dobro," he motioned towards the Pangoro sitting next to Domingo, "Saved you and brought you here. Now we're going to do everything we can to get you back to where you belong, buddy." He added a reassuring smile at the end.

Pert perked his ears up. "I could be wrong, but I thought I just heard someone screaming about defeating the local cuisine?"

Meryl waved him off, "Sounds like a Mankey."

Sarik walked up to Crimson. "So what do we do now?"

Crimson thought for a moment before coming up with a decision. "We split into two groups. Me and Tag will take our buddy here back to the people he was taken from. Sarik, Pert, Meryl, and Dobro stay behind and figure out why Domingo is acting the way he is."

The sudden screech of bike brakes stopped any further word that came from Crimson's mouth.

The group of five could only look and stare as three humans entered their domain. It appeared the Brunette was the leader of the pack. Crimson could only assume what this meant...

Yeah, okay, or they can come find us too...that works...

"Seraphine! Get back!"

Crimson heard these words and immediately looked towards the red-haired girl who he assumed must be Seraphine. She was the one missing her Pokemon.

"Guys, get into a fighting stance, but do NOT attack! I'm going to try something. Be prepared!"

"No enemies today, huh?" he heard Sarik mutter as he got into a combat stance. "Only you, Crimson..."

Tag stood hunched over, ready to charge if need be. Pert and Meryl stood together, side to side, amplifying their abilities. He could already feel their power resonating through the air. They would be mighty together.

Then again...they all were...even himself. They were powerful as a team...that's why they were the best Guild Team on the Island Defenders.

Dobro made a defensive stance in front of Domingo. "I don't care what he did. I won't let these guys hurt him."

"Dobro," he called to the Pangoro, "I'm going to try to make peace, but if they still attack us, if things get dicey, I want you to untie Domingo. As unpredictable as he is right now, he would need to help fight. But only as a last resort. Hopefully, we got this just the six of us."

All seemed fixed...like characters on a board. The wind blew through the space lightly, almost like nothing was alive in there. Nothing but tension.

Crimson was the only mobile soul among their entire cavalcade, walking up to the Charmander. "I guess your owner is here. Let's get you back to her."

Taking the Charmander's hand and picking up the Pokeball with the other, he walked through the room, heading straight for the three humans. "By the way, I never got your name. What was it?"

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Cinder looked up at the fire monkey, still unsure about whether she should trust him. He did say that they were going to try to get her back to Seraphine. She looked over at the one that was tied up to a tree. That must be Domingo, the one that took her away. She looked at the bear beside him. At least they didn't all want to capture her. She felt a sense of relief that she would be with her human soon. "Yeah, Seraphine's my human. We were doing our entrance exam for the trainer's academy and we fought really hard." Cinder heard voices approaching. More pokemon? She turned her head. It was Seraphine and the girl they battled with! They also had a boy with them with a pokemon she didn't recognize. The other pokemon immediately tensed up as the girl told Seraphine to stay back. Seraphine summoned another pokemon, a weird, fire-flower bug thing. For a split second, Cinder felt sad. Had she been replaced? But then Seraphine looked at her, and she knew she hadn't. Cinder gave a huge smile. She noticed the fire monkey approaching her and turned towards him. "I guess your owner is here. Let's get you back to her." She happily took his hand and walked towards her human. When the fire monkey asked for her name, she answered, "Cinder!"

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Seraphine wasn't sure she liked riding a bike tied to a pokemon she didn't recognize. She did admit though, it was faster than walking. They came up on a cave deep in the mountains. "Get back, Seraphine!" she heard Touko shout. On instinct, she summoned the volcarona. She should be prepared in case she had to fight. She looked past Touko to see a few wild pokemon, including a bulbasaur and squirtle and... Cinder! She looked around at the ones she didn't recognize until her gaze finally shifted to the one tied up to the tree. That looked like the only water type she didn't recognize, it must be the Samurott. She was filled with anger at that moment. She didn't want to "Stay back". But as she was about to protest, she noticed the monkey, which looked like a fire type, take Cinder's hand and start approaching. She made a mental note to see what kind of pokemon that was back at the academy. It looked pretty awesome. Cinder let out a cheerful "Char!" and all her anger disappated. Cinder was safe, and happy. "Wait!" she said to Touko and the boy, whose name was Grimsley apparently. She told Touko's volcarona to stay back and she started approaching the two pokemon.

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"Cinder huh? That's a cool name. I'm Crimson," the Chimchar introduced, "And while I would introduce everyone on my team...well now might not seem like the best time." As he talked he saw the one called Seraphine approaching. Good, he thought.

"Well, that's a bit rude!" Tag called from his place.

"Yeah, honestly," Meryl added.

Even Pert gave a slight nod in agreement with the rest of them.

Crimson shook his head in good spirits. "Oh fine." He pointed at each Pokémon as he cycled through the bunch. "Tag, Sarik, Pert, Meryl. Are you guys happy now?"

"I thought we weren't the type who made a big deal about who we were," Tag responded. Crimson was about to give him a really? look when he saw that unmistakable grin on the Turtwig's face and realized he was being played with.

Crimson couldn't help but laugh, "Seriously? Right now you do this?"

A comical shrug was Tag's response. Guess that meant yes.

At least Seraphine was in front of Crimson and Cinder by the time their banter was finished. Crimson gave Cinder a pat on the back. "Go say hi, buddy. It was nice meeting you, even if only for a little while."

With that, he held out the Pokeball for Seraphine to take.

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Cinder smiled. She could be friends with these guys, they seemed pretty cool. Well, except for Domingo. "It was nice meeting you guys too! Maybe I'll see you around sometime." She watched as Seraphine took her pokeball and put it away. Then, she closed the gap between her and Seraphine quickly as Seraphine bent down to pick her up. She could feel Seraphine hug her tighter than normal, and for a few seconds longer. She hugged back, although her short arms could not envelope Seraphine like Seraphine's could her. Seraphine said, "I missed you so much. I was so worried." Cinder replied "I missed you too. There was no need to be worried though. These guys are awesome." She hoped they got into the academy. She was excited to meet other pokemon, especially if they were as awesome as these guys.

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Seraphine heard some chatter among the pokemon, and while they all seemed guarded, it seemed like good-natured chatting. Cinder seemed to enjoy the conversation, as she even participated a little. The pokemon that was leading Cinder to her held out Cinder's pokeball. She smiled, took it, and put it away. She wasn't going to put Cinder up for a little while. Then, she bent down to give Cinder a hug, who came rushing towards her. She hugged her pokemon for quite a few seconds. She even felt tears come to her eyes. "I missed you so much. I was so worried." Cinder gave a heartfelt "Char cha charmander!" which she could only interpret as she felt the same. "I think we've had enough commotion for one day. Let's get back to the academy to await the results." She turned to the pokemon that had given Cinder back. "Thank you so much for giving Cinder back. It was awesome meeting you all." She continued to hold Cinder as she turned around and walked back towards Touko and Grimsley.

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Crimson smiled as the reunion took place right in front of him. It was that warming feeling that gave him all the gratitude of being an Isle Defender...the ability to help others. Every Pokémon he saved, every wrong they righted in the world...well, in any world. It was what he lived for nowadays.

Well, that and the cool powers and abilities he had so many of...that was also a nice perk.

He stared Seraphine straight in the eye as she spoke, finding sincere gratitude there as she spoke to him. If only he could respond...for the zillionth time of this journey, he wished he'd brought a couple of Dr. Eckel's prototype communicators just so he could speak to the humans. The Pokespeak barrier was really annoying at times.

He winked at Seraphine before walking back to his position on the field, awaiting what the others would do now that they got their Pokémon back.

"So, you guys still up for fighting?" Crimson called to the rest of the group.

"I was in the middle of a nap before all this stuff started going on. No!" Sarik's response was immediate.

"I could use a fight...haven't seen one in a while," Tag remained poised.

Crimson chuckled, "You just want an excuse to run around a bit more."

"So what if I do? Besides, doesn't that legendary look exciting?"

Crimson stared at the boy's Pokémon he was riding for the first time. "While I wouldn't say fighting it is ideal, it looks cool."

"Oh come on! You've beaten harder."

"I've lost to easier."

"Still, don't you think so?"

Crimson could only smirk. The truth was the challenge excited him, just like it did when he'd fought Zane or Mewtwo or Neeko. The barrier was he always had a job to do and he put it first. In this case, he had a job to do...bring Cinder back.

Now that he'd done that, the legendary looked more enticing than ever. But he wouldn't provoke a fight. It just wasn't in him.

So he would wait, and he would make sure the rest of his teammates waited until the humans decided what they wanted to do. Most likely, they got what they wanted...they would leave.

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"We've gotten what we came for. Good job, team. Let's head back. I'll just ask for my Volcarona back, thank you...and Grimsley, return that...THING this instant! Just seeing it gives me the creeps! We need to talk. Badly." A storm cloud practically accompanied her as the three humans walked back, successful in their mission.

Back at the Academy, Touko was positively livid after taking a peek at her Pokedex. "You did WHAT?! You caught a fucking GOD OF DEATH? Grimsley, have you completely lost your damn mind? You're supposed to challenge Trainers that get that far, not completely obliterate them! If Grand Champion Iris knew what you've done, I'm sure she'd call you up to League HQ and give you the beatdown you deserve for getting all high and mighty! Unless you intend to take her throne for yourself?"

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Where was it?

Crimson continued to look around the darkness, trying to find a careless shadow or a quick movement. Something. Anything. But he wasn't having much luck. Crimson started to doubt what he saw. Maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me, he thought. Maybe it really was just the wind or-

No! he commanded himself. Stop that! You know what you saw!

He glanced back over towards the academy. Seraphine was gone, presumably inside the building and getting ready for sleep. The boy with the Legendary and the boy with the Gastly were talking, although conversation didn't seem to have much substance considering they were talking as they moved past each other. He gave one last broad look over the place before deciding to head back. He wasn't going to find any answers tonight. But he'd keep the shadows in mind...




The spying Pokemon watched and waited until the one named Radegast left the area. Satisfied, she spoke through the com, "Alright, it's just Grimsley now. It shouldn't be too hard now to just run up and take it. His Pokemon are all out of commission. He wouldn't be able to defend himself."

The other end snapped back immediately, "NO! Do not engage right now. I need those Pokemon healed. I need Yvelta healed."

She sighed in annoyance, "Can't you just feed it an Oran Berry or something?"

"I don't want to let Yvelta out of the ball," the voice explained. "Legendaries are unpredictable, even when controlled by a human. If it saw that we were holding the Pokeball that it remained captive in, we would probably be slaughtered. This is the only way."

She proceeded to look back towards Grimsley, "I guess this is my night? Just watching and waiting?"

"Exactly. I promise, it'll all be worth it when we take over the island, then the rest of Ruula."

"It better be," she turned the com off and kept her eyes and ears on Grimsley the rest of the night.




"Alright, folks! Let me give you guys a run down on what's going to happen today!"

It was bright and early morning. Crimson had woken up to find that Dobro and Domingo had already woken up and was training just outside the mountain range. He was conditioned by the Isle Defenders HQ back on Mohka to wake up at a certain time. Job competition could be tough if you didn't make it to the Task Board by eight. Your team would end up on "Patrol Duty" of Bayside Town, which was about as boring as it got. For obvious reasons, Crimson preferred the missions that took him places over the ones that left him twiddling his thumbs and waiting for nothing to happen.

Yet, despite this he'd never known that the two woke up much earlier than that time just to make way for training. But that was Team Justice: determined as ever to do their best. Ironically, they probably carried more persistence than TeaM PerSisTenCe did.

Tag had been second to wake up, followed by Pert and Meryl. Sarik had slept in a bit and thus was the last to get up. The moment Sarik was awake, Crimson called everyone around the smoldering ashes of the campfire to discuss today's events.

"Today, our main mission will be to find Team RedEye," Crimson began. "We know they're on the island somewhere since they voyaged with us, but we don't know where." Realizing that he had two other Pokemon here that he didn't exactly command, he turned to Dobro and Domingo. "Team Justice, are you going to help us? We'd understand if you don't."

"Crimson, I don't like knowing that someone can control my actions. Of course I'm going to help you take down these guys!" Domingo said. Dobro punched his fist into his palm, as if to illustrate the point.

"Hey now, we don't know if they are the ones doing this," Crimson reminded him. "That's what we're going to find out."

Tag looked confused, "Do Pounce or Gova even have the power to control people?"

Sarik shook his head, "No. The two revolve more around their water and fire type moves than their dark type moves. I'm not even sure there is a power that allows one to control other Pokemon. I'm pretty sure this is Tech."

Crimson nodded, "I'd agree, except that Dr. Eckels isn't here nor did he give any of us anything new as we left Mohka."

Sarik only shrugged.

Crimson went on, "Anyway, we'll find out the cause later. It's not important now. We just need to question Gova and Pounce and see if they know anything. So here's how we're going to do it."

"We're going to split up into three teams and explore different areas. Team One will be Team Justice, Domingo and Dobro. You guys explore the north part of the island, where the forests are."

Domingo raised a brow at this, "So you only want us to explore the forest? Not a lot of area for us."

"I know," Crimson replied. "You guys have caused quite a scene and I don't think we need people seeing you two around their civilization again. I don't want to risk either of you getting caught either."

"Bah, I could fight my way out of any Pokeball!" Dobro waved his hand at the comment.

Crimson chuckled, "Maybe, maybe not. But I don't want to risk flipping that coin to find out. So please stay safe and out of sight of the humans?"

Domingo seemed a bit disappointed, but nodded.

"Good," Crimson turned to the Plusle and Minun. "You two explore the swamp, mountains, and icy plains. You will be Team Two."

"Alright!" Pert proceeded to hug Meryl, who immediately started trying to shove him away. "We got this!"

Crimson then turned to Tag and Sarik, "You two and I will be Team Three. We're exploring the plains and all the human populated areas."

"What about base?" Sarik asked.

Crimson just shrugged, "We should be fine throwing our Tech in the trunk, locking it, and hiding the trunk somewhere while we're gone."

Tag stood up. "Wait, you mean we're not bringing Tech?"

"We don't need the extra attention," Crimson said. "We're trying to blend in. A Turtwig wearing boots, a Squirtle with a scope, and a Chimchar with a Bat doesn't exactly scream 'We belong here'."

The two nodded in understanding. Crimson went on, "Okay, a couple other things. If you find food, take it with you. If you find berries, take them with you. If you find anything interesting, be it a TM or Wonder Orb or something, take it with you. Bring it back here at the end of your journey." He turned to Team Justice, "I guess you guys can find food for yourselves. It's up to you whether you want to give us the stuff you find or keep it for yourself. I don't know your guys' situation in that regard."

"One more thing. If you find Team RedEye and you see Zane with them, DO NOT ENGAGE! Come back and find the rest of us. We'll take them on together. Otherwise, approach them and see what you can find out."

Staring at the ashes of the fire pit, Crimson clapped his hands together. "Alright! Let's get a move on!"

And the seven Pokemon gathered necessary supplies, put away the Tech, hid the locked trunk, and split up in their respective parties to find Team RedEye.