Waking up from the sound of his phone going off, Jared felt better than ever, he was now a pokemon trainer, and while gastly wasn't technically caught, he still felt a rush of adrenaline anyway.

The first thing Jared did when he got up, was to call the Tapu Village Research Lab,

"Hello, pokemon lab, I'm a trainer, can I please sign up for the tournament?"

A professional-sounding man on the other end replies, " The signup cutoff is in one hour, and you must register in person."

"OH SHIT"

"Excuse me?"

" Ah nothing, I just remembered I need to uh... use the bathroom"

The man directly hangs up upon hearing that reply.

"Embrassassing..." Jared muttered.

"More importantly... oh god, this is cutting it way too close for my liking, if I leave now, then I can definitely get there in time... but how am I going to get Gastly over?, he said he hates the sun, and I have no Pokeball for him to hide in! shit shit shit."

Looking around in a panic, Jared pleads, "Hey Gastly are you there, it's really important"

A grumpy-looking Gastly can be seen appearing on the ceiling, "I told you I don't like the sun human!"

"Er, well, I have a bit of a situation, I have to get to the pokemon lab right now if I want to sign up, is there any way you can travel in the sun?"

"There is, but you won't like it human"

.

A man can be seen running down the sidewalk of Tapu Village City, he was uncontrollably shivering despite the hot Alola weather.

(He wasn't kidding, when he said I wouldn't like it, my body feels like a bloody refrigerator when he possessed me.)

Jared mutters in between breaths as he runs towards his destination, "Hey gastly, I don't suppose you can use telepathy or something and read my mind, so people don't look at me like I have schizophrenia?"

"No, stupid human"

"Well, what about possessing a rock or something so I can carry you?"

"You already asked that, and the answers still no! Why don't you bash a rock against your head instead?"

Gastly then growls angrily, the reverberations almost knocking Jared over.

"Gastly cut it out!"

"No! you could have left me at home human, and then signed up on your own, yet you still brought me out here!"

Jared chides while huffing and puffing, as he continues running, "No, I already told you, I have no idea what the situation is going to be like, what if they require you to be present? I don't have time to come back and get you, and even if that wasn't the case, the battles will still take place during the day, and without a pokeball, I have no other means to bring you over unless you wanna hop out into the sun"

"Hurry up then... human, I can feel the sun through your skin, I feel... uncomfortable"

"YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE? I'M FREEZING TO DEATH HERE"

Jared's sudden shout made a nearby pedestrian jump. The pedestrian curses the man running past.

"You ass!"

With chattering teeth, Jared grunts, "Hey gastly, I don't suppose you know how to fight?"

"I've been in many fights human"

"What moves do you know then?"

"Moves?"

"Yeah, don't you know how to do stuff like hypnosis and lick?"

"Of course I do human!"

"Alright, what else can you do besides that?"

"...I can go invisible"

"Hey gastly, I'm starting to have second thoughts about our chances of winning..."

"Shut up human, go fight them yourself then"

Cough, "uh... what level are you gastly?"

"Stop being stupid and make sense human, don't think I won't ignore you forever!"

(Oh well, it was worth a shot, why couldn't I be transported to a pokemon universe with a system that has pokemon levels? This is clearly unfair! I want to file a complaint! yes, I'm going to petition god to rectify this situation the next time I see him!)

.

It could be seen from a distance, a large hulking metal giant stood thirty-five stories tall, and dozens of acres wide. It stood proudly and daunted those that approach. People and pokemon can be seen streaming into it, it was as if they were a gushing torrent. There were very few coming out of it.

Pausing his steps some fifty feet away, Jared remarks while putting his phone away, "Okay, something tells me that's the place."

"Then go already stupid human"

Rushing in with twenty minutes to spare, Jared mixes in with the crowd of people, as he pushes his way through.

"I wonder why there are no guards at the door?" Jared noted.

The inside was unexpected, the roofs were extremely high, and crowds of people and their pokemon could be seen standing around idly, as if waiting for their fate. They all had determined looks.

There was an uncountable amount of people, but the size of the floor easily accommodated them with lots of space to spare. The noise of so many talking people was like a hellish chorus, and on closer inspection, the people were all of different ages.

(Hmm, It seems that with such long lifespans there's no restriction on age, but perhaps that means the competition will be fierce)

There were up to a hundred people lined up orderly, but they were spread out in fifteen lines. Next to each line stood a man wearing a black uniform with dark blue jeans, on their right arm was a thick red stripe, wearing a tall blue cap.

Jared couldn't help but chuckle at their attire, (They look like they belong in the red ribbon army... although I wouldn't mind if this were the DBZ universe... who wouldn't want to fire chi blasts and destroy planets with a wave of their hand?)

Moving his eyes away, Jared took a second to find the shortest line, then he made his way towards one with clear haste.

Jared pretends to cover his mouth to cough, then whispers with chattering teeth, "Hey Gastly, I don't suppose you can come out now?"

The chill that had accompanied him on his way over suddenly vanished, but Gastly was nowhere to be seen.

Jared whispers again, a little louder now, "Er, are you still here partner?"

"Yes pathetic human, stop looking so nervous, you will make other stupid humans question my decision to follow you."

Straightening up, Jared laughed, then spoke louder than he should, " HAH, we can't have that now can we?"

The four people lined up in front, as well as people from other lines, looked over in confusion at the random outburst.

Coughing, Jareds face turns a bit red at the unwanted attention.

Ten minutes later, a word was called that broke Jared from his reverie "Next"

From a loudspeaker, it could then be heard, " REGISTRATION WILL BE CLOSING IN FIVE MINUTES, THOSE NOT IN LINE AFTER CUTOFF WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REGISTER."

Ignoring the loudspeaker Jared steps up, "Hello sir, I would like to register for the tournament"

After handing over his proof of identity, the teller asks, "Alright sir, what pokemon will you be entering?"

"Gastly"

The middle-aged teller's eye's widened with a shout, "GASTLY?"

The teller had said it a bit loud, which caused a few people in the direct vicinity to hear it.

Some people could be heard whispering, "Did the receptionist just say gastly?"

"Nah, there's no way"

Many eyes were now on Jared, and he started to feel uncomfortable.

Jared confirmed albeit bashfully, "Er, yes"

The receptionist regained his calm with a cough, "You'll have to excuse me, sir, this is the first time I've ever heard of someone entering with a gastly."

The teller then hands Jared a strip of paper with some numbers on it. The piece of paper had his name along with his age, and his registered pokemon.

The teller then spoke respectfully," In case you didn't know, this tournament will last three days, there are ten floors and eight arenas. There is no pokemon center here, however, if you go and show them this slip, they will heal you for free as long as the tournament lasts.

The man then types into his computer, "Your match will be in approximately two hours if fast, and two and a half if slow, during that time you can watch the matches, however, you won't be able to hear your name called unless you wait here."

"Er, can you tell me which arena, and is there a way you can just call my phone?"

"No."

With that, Jared was asked to step aside, and he did so.

A few people gave him intrigued looks as he walks past, but Jared doesn't seem to notice.

Picking an empty spot, Jared waits, (you'd think they'd have a better system in place for this, for such an advanced society they really do a lot of things the old-fashioned way... although, I admit, I do kind of like it.)

Gastlys voice then echos faintly in Jared's mind, "Potions won't work on me human"

Fishing out his phone, Jared pretends to talk into it, "What?"

"I said your stupid human pokemon centers are useless on me human."

"I know for a fact that's not what you just said, but then how am I going to heal you if you get hurt?

"Simple human, just let me eat your pain"

Jared grumbles into the phone, "Are you serious? I can't just mutilate myself here, isn't there anything else I can do?"

Gastly gives a mental shrug, "I recover faster during possession"

...

"Of course you do...", replies an exasperated Jared.

(While possessions make me feel cold and tired, but... compared to mutilation this is nothing!)