"Drooooo!"

The morning after I broke my knuckles on my new Dragonite's face and lay the beat down of the year on him and Gyarados, the air was sliced the howl of a roaring through the air rapidly, Dragonite lashed out with a clawed fist sparking with electricity.

His opponent, not even half the pseudo legendary pokemon's size shot forward, ducking under the blow, white light exploding from his feet and enhancing his speed.

Charmeleon evaded the Thunderpunch easily.

Dragonite immediately slammed his feet into the ground and swung his tail to propel himself around, but Charmeleon was one step ahead of him, doing the very same, only faster thanks to more than a single factor, but his Quick Attack very much helping.

Charmeleon jumped as he spun around, a clawed fist of his own igniting with an aura of burning orange.

Dragonite turned around just in time to get hammered in the face with Charmeleon's mega punch attack.

The orange scaled dragon slammed into the ground hard, stunned by the blow.

But Charmeleon wasn't done.

No, how could he be? Not when he was an avid student at the Jord School of Hard Knocks.

Before Dragonite could recover, Charmeleon latched onto one of the larger reptiles legs and heaved while jumping high into the air.

The fire type shot up easily thirty feet into the air from the force of his leap, carrying the much larger and heavier dragon and flying type up with him, before beginning to rapidly rotate like a spinning top.

"Meleon!" the smaller red scaled pokemon roared after rotating multiple times and picking up a lot of momentum and unleashed the seismic toss.

He launched Dragonite back down towards the ground, where he smashed into and through the hard stone ground of the battlefield outside the back of the Cinnabar City pokemon centre, debris shooting up into the air as a crater formed.

Despite the massive pair of blows Dragonite was just dealt, never mind the blows he'd taken from Charmeleon before them, he wasn't down for long.

Maybe after five seconds at best, the orange scaled dragon pushed himself up on shaky limbs and rose back up to his feet, mouth baring a savage snarl.

Charmeleon in contrast, having landed about ten feet away, eyed the dragon almost boredly. While Dragonite was covered in bruises and a few cuts, Charmeleon's scales were merely scuffed a bit here and there.

It was clear who the stronger of the two was currently.

"Alright, that's enough." I called out, putting an end to the battle.

Charmeleon smirked and walked away, making his way over towards where I currently sat on a rock to the side of the battlefield to join us. All of my pokemon were currently out of their pokeballs and spread out around the area.

Dragonite jerked his head towards me and scowled, but I merely raised an eyebrow at him challengingly.

He held my gaze for a moment, before scoffing and trudging over to the other side of the battlefield, away from the rest of us.

It was a testament to how strong and durable Dragonite really was, that he was still willing to continue even with how damaged he was.

And showed how little damage I truly did to him last night. Amateur he may have been, but Dragonite would tear me apart in a proper fight and the only reason I 'won' that little scuffle last night, was just through the sheer shock factor of a human laying him out.

I looked to Chansey who stood demurely at my side, my side which she had barely left since last night after she healed me up…after slapping my shit in.

"Can you go heal him again please?" I asked her.

"Chan." Chansey turned her nose up at me in reply, showing her displeasure to me once again, but did as I asked regardless and made her way over towards Dragonite to heal him.

Yeah, seems I was still in the bad books with her. She wasn't happy with me at all for the stunts I pulled last night.

Though technically, I suppose she wasn't the only one. Granted, the others directed their anger towards Gyarados and Dragonite.

Specifically Dragonite though.

His battle against Charmeleon?

That was his fifth one so far and it was only just after ten in the morning. After we went through our typical morning training and conditioning and moved on to practice battles, my other pokemon didn't waste any time in picking out Gyarados and Dragonite as their opponents.

Milotic in specific fought them both back to back and beat them both, rather harshly at that.

Gyarados was more or less let off with that, but Dragonite, prideful as he was, didn't show a bit of remorse.

And so got challenged by Pidgeot next after Chansey healed him, and beaten within twenty seconds.

And then Fearow after he was healed again.

…And even Bellossom.

Dragonite's humiliation when she danced around him and then defeated him after barely taking any hits was very plain to see on his face.

And now he was trounced by Charmeleon as well.

They were really hammering their displeasure into him.

Usually I wouldn't have let it go this far. But, Dragonite has a real attitude problem. Well, maybe I shouldn't be the one saying that since well…we're not all that different really.

But, even after last night, he barely gave me any face.

Letting things play out like this, established a pecking order. In that, he may have been a Dragonite, one of the most naturally powerful species of pokemon that existed.

But, that meant nothing in the face of pokemon I trained. I let it go to grind it in, that he was weak compared to my other pokemon, or at least, nowhere near as skilled.

I was using these practice battles to send a message to him, 'Look at how strong Bellossom is, she's smaller than your hand but still kicked you around. Think how powerful you would be with my training.'

And while it seemed to be slow going, it was working.

After all, since the second he sat down after battling Charmeleon, Dragonite hadn't taken his eyes off me, staring at me heatedly.

Still, I have to admit.

Dragonite sure is something. All three of my newest team members were really. I hadn't started them off at the lower levels of training at all today, I had them join right in at the same gravity training all my other pokemon were doing.

And they were able to take part. Sure, they didn't last as long as my other pokemon and struggled with it, but the fact they started right off at the current level showed their innate strength.

Especially Dragonite. While Gyarados and Blastoise had bowed out just after halfway through, Dragonite struggled and toughed it out to the end and not once had be backed down from any of my pokemon even after getting his ass kicked repeatedly.

Dragonite was practically made for this kind of training. Dragons in general really. They seemed to grow quicker and better under intense training conditions.

I'd had the theory after watching Ash's journey and the various dragon types he'd trained, and watching Dragonite more or less cemented it for me.

He was far from my strongest pokemon currently.

But, he wasn't going to take too long in catching up, I can tell.

It was just a matter of making him respect me before that time came.

"Alright guys!" I called out and stood up, bringing the eyes of all my pokemon to me. Though, that wasn't very hard considering most of them were crowded around me and both Gyarados and Blastoise were just at the right side of the battlefield resting.

I had a pretty good handle on their personalities so far. Blastoise was a pretty chill type, very go with the flow, Gyarados was a bit weird, very attentive and listened to me when I spoke, though had a very short temper.

Most likely that came from just the aggressive temperament Gyarados were known for.

I looked around at them all before smiling, "Great job this morning," I praised them, "We'll be heading out soon towards Grandpa Canyon, you remember what I told you guys before right?"

I got a various set of nods and calls of acknowledgement, though three in particular looked rather confused.

Ah right, I hadn't let my newbies know what we were going there for yet, "There's a few pokemon I want to catch there, some real tough guys," I explained, "Through a bit of luck I learned that a bunch of ancient pokemon are living within a cavern under Grandpa Canyon, so we're gonna head there, beat them up and capture them!"

To finish things up, I flashed them a grand thumbs up.

Gyarados accepted my words easily, and Blastoise shrugged, rather uncaringly, his shoulder cannons would have probably rose up and down with the motion if they weren't currently retracted so he could recline more comfortably.

Dragonite's reaction was more telling though.

His head perked up and a grin spread across his face, an eager desire to battle in his eyes.

Hmmm….should I?

Eh, screw it.

"The strongest of them all is a really powerful Aerodactyl," I explained to them all and then looked directly at Dragonite, "You wanna take it on?"

I'm rather doubtful he can beat the Aerodactyl. For one, it was stupid strong. The Kabutops within that cave barely blinked at getting hit by Ash's Pikachu's thunderbolt, and they ran away in terror when Aerodactyl showed up. It was that exact reason I sent Golem, Shiftry and such back. To deal with any problems like if I caught any of the others before Aerodactyl and needed some of my strong pokemon around to control it.

Still, I'll give him the chance to try at least.

"Droo!" Dragonite nodded eagerly, grin widening to the point he bared his teeth.

"Alright, we'll head out once I stock up on some more food for you guys." I said, and began recalling all ten of them to their pokeballs. I had two slots left, so I'm aiming to capture Aerodactyl first or second. It'll be better if I have it with me rather than send it to Viridian City, but I've planned for either variable at this point.

For now, it's time to head to the Pokemart and stock up on some super delicious pokechow munchies.

Adding three more rather huge pokemon to my line up means the food intake increased quite largely.

'Good thing I'm loaded now.' I breathed a sigh of relief.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and brought up the map of Cinnabar Island on it, before pausing and checking my call log.

Thirty seven missed calls from Hilda, during the night when I was sleeping. Not to mention a text message that was very….loud?

'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? CALL ME RIGHT NOW!'

All caps and demanding he called her. Though when he woke up, saw the call log, saw how many times she'd called him, he tried to call her back only for it to ring out.

It was the middle of the night in Unova when he tried after all.

Though, it seemed to be something more to do with him than her so he didn't need to worry.

'Wonder what I did to piss her off?' he thought as he made his way around the Pokemon Centre, a few people giving him odd looks as he did.

That was another thing.

Most people he'd saw today had been giving him really weird looks. when he tried to ask one guy about it, he yelped in fright and ran away.

People were fucking weird man.

"Well, not my problem." I shrugged.

I've got shit too do after all.

Can't say I'm not a bit tempted to stick around for a bit though. While most people had no idea where Blaine's gym is on this island nowadays, I do. But, considering how much trouble Surge gave me, I think I'll hold off for now and just sweep through them when I get back.

Once I return from Kalos, my pokemon will be way stronger and I'll just fly to the main eight gyms of Kanto and mop them up one after another in a few days tops.

If Alain can fucking do it, so can I!

Before I could saddle up on my pokemon and fly off into the sunset to go wake up some peacefully sleeping ancient and very much endangered pokemon, beat them up and capture them to keep as my pets to show off with.

There were two things I needed to do.

The first, was to pay a visit to the local pokemart. For one, I needed a new saddle. One for Pidgeot like Fearow.

Today would be the first time I flew on him properly now that he had finally fully evolved and recovered and not just got carried like a sack of tatties by his feet.

Though that wasn't all.

There was another reason beyond going after Blastoise and his troop that I chose Cinnabar Island. honestly, I could have just as easily not left Gyarados and Dragonite in the pokemon centre and headed back to Vermillion City and got my revenge on Surge.

That reason was that through a little research, aka browsing the internet, I was able to find out that the Cinnabar Island pokemart, sold the TM for Dig.

An attack that would be vital towards me actually getting into the caverns below Grandpa Canyon where my prehistoric future buddies lay sleeping.

It set me back a full ten thousand, sheesh was it expensive. And I wasted no time in teaching it to Charmeleon.

I could have taught it to Blastoise if I wanted instead, which may have been the smarter play since well rock types and water types and all that.

But, every little bit of power I managed to scrounge together within Charmeleon, would help show even greater results when he evolved. As far as I could tell, and I'd browsed a few local world forums that talked pokemon, the stronger a pokemon was, the more of a boost they would gain upon evolution.

It was more along the lines of a multiplicative than a flat increase.

When that was taken care of, I only had one thing left to do before I left Cinnabar Island behind.

Let Dragonite, Gyarados and Blastoise out of their pokeballs and pose in front of them for a picture taken on my phone.

Which was then sent to Gary with a tagged message of, 'Get on my level, scrub.'

And while I did that, Charmeleon, being the good awesome fire breathing burning tailed raptor look alike boyo he was, dug some holes.

The best of it is I didn't even tell him to practice it, he just got right down to it. It's become a habit really for my pokemon.

They live and breath the grind.

Max EV's in the attack stat!

But not really because max isn't a thing in this world, otherwise a tiny little Pikachu wouldn't be able to destroy an entire battlefield over a hundred feet long and at least fifty wide with a freaking swing of its tail.

Honestly, taking that example to its logical or rather illogical extreme, 'I cast fist' is actually a viable tactic and battle style.

Nothing extravagant about it, no out of the box strategies, no genius tactics. Just a simple punch to the face and down they go.

It's too bad it's impossible to teach Mega Punch to all my pokemon. Some don't even have hands, or feet for that matter.

'I suppose there's only one thing to do.' I mused, arms crossed and a truly wisdom filled expression on my face.

Teach everyone Hyper Beam when they were fully evolved.

If we can't all punch together, we'll just have to fire our 'lazors' as one big happy family.

…Oh wait, I can't fire lasers either.

I wonder, could I learn how to use aura and instead of making aura spheres like Ash showed he could do in the movie, could I fire it as a beam?

…Questions for later.

Fearow definitely wouldn't have decided to rev from a casual cruise to pretty much maximum speed in the air without warning for shits and giggles after all.

In fact, Fearow was very careful when flying with me considering you know, I'm still not that great with heights.

Pidgeot, not so much.

Pidgeot decided quite quickly into our flight, to give me a taste of what mach speed flight was like.

If I wasn't as hardy as I am thanks to my training, I would have probably taken some serious damage from it.

"….You're a prick you know that?" I groaned as Pidgeot finally slowed down.

My heart was hammering in my chest and the back of my neck ached painfully. And to hammer it all in, my mouth was obscenely dry and my lips cracked.

Have you ever felt your jowls flap around rapidly with no control, your cheeks pushed out with gale force gusts of air?

I have, just now.

And it wasn't pleasant.

Fucking hell the clapping sound of my jowls slapping against my gums could have rivalled the clap of Hilda's amazing ass cheeks when I pounded her into the bed the other night.

Pidgeot gave a smug bark of laughter from his beak. I couldn't see his face right now, but I'm sure there's a smug look on it right now.

I reached up and grasped the back of my neck to sooth the ache in it. Not that it helped much. I'll need Chansey's loving soothing touch to fix this.

Lovely.

It's not like I'm in the bad books with her for whatever reason. Still not sure what she's so mad about.

"Don't think just cuz' you're over ten times the size now that I won't punch you out again." I growled, waving my free hand, clenched into a fist at the back of his head.

…You know that lovely long golden mane is looking like a tempting target to yank on right about no-

I never got to finish my thought.

A yelp of fright tore from my throat as Pidgeot suddenly dive bombed, shooting rapidly downwards.

And once again my jowls began to clap against my gums like Hilda's ass cheeks clapped against my crotch.

Butterflies rampaged in my stomach and a numb sensation spread through my body.

"I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!" I howled over the roaring winds assaulting my ears as we dived.

Fuck this guy!

He'll dive straight to the ground just to fuck with me!

Well I can fuck back pretty fucking hard, just ask Hilda!

Squashing the terror assaulting my veins, I reached out, grabbed him by that golden blonde mane of his and pulled back.

Hard.

As hard as I could actually.

A squawk of surprise left Pidgeot's beak at the sudden action, especially given that I pulled hard enough to pull his head up and backwards.

'…Wait….this probably wasn't a very good idea!' my eyes widened as we back flipped through the air and entered free fall.

I screamed like a little girl.

Thankfully for my manly pride, the only one who heard me screaming like a little girl, was Pidgeot.

And probably the rest of the of my pokemon.

But at least my voice has long cracked at this point by this age. Otherwise I wouldn't have screamed like a little girl, but given an outright girly screech.

And also thankfully, Pidgeot is an expert flying, being you know, a bird all his life and all. And also fighting while flying…a lot.

He manged to recover safely after only six free falling terror filled back flips.

And seemed to have gotten enough of a fright out of our little impromptu air gymnastics routine, to calm down and fly normally.

Stupid try hard bird.

Well, at the very least, with him calmed down, I was able to actually get some things done.

It would take a couple of hours to reach Grandpa Canyon from Cinnabar, even flying.

So it gave me time to pursue some information online from my phone about Kalos. I'll need a general map of the place after all to figure out where I'm going.

There's three main places I want to stop by while there. One, was obviously the kingdom of a movie villain where I would proceed to mug an old man.

Though it's okay since he's an evil prick. I'm all equal rights and equal lefts, women, children and even the elderly, if they're cunts, I'll punch them!

The other two main spots I want to check out, is a specific area where I know Ash found a wild Salamence.

And Ambrette Town.

Why Ambrette Town specifically?

Most would probably think it had something to do with fossils and the like, what with the fossil reviving business in the Kalos games taking place there.

But no, not quite.

See, living in the local waters of Ambrette Town, was a shiny magikarp. I'm gonna catch it.

I can thank Ash for that knowledge.

Actually, I know where a lot of shiny pokemon are thanks to him. A shiny Onix, shiny Druddigon….shiny Metagross.

I should go after that thing soon actually.

Definitely after I've gotten what I need in Kalos. I think me and my pokemon can probably take it now.

Possibly.

It was around for a while without being captured. But the only gauge of its strength I have to go on is it slapping around Team Rocket.

Which could go either way. Because when it wasn't about Ash Ketchum, Jessie, James and Meowth were frighteningly competent and skilled. But when it was, they were absolute putzes.

'Hmm…?' I paused as I was idly scrolling through the news on Kalos when something popped out at me.

About Vaniville town.

Specifically, the starting town of the player character in the Kalos games, and also the hometown of Serena.

Best girl, hands down.

At least when this world was fictional.

I kind of want to meet her.

And I might get my chance.

Because, apparently, Professor Sycamore is holding some kind of tournament in Vaniville Town? Open entry and the winner not only got a decent cash prize of ten thousand, but also…

A choice between any of the three Kalos starter pokemon.

'Yeah I totally need to hit it up and try it out.' I grinned eagerly. He's got a Froakie with my name on it!

And I can probably see about getting a Honedge off of him. Or at least get pointed in the right direction to find one.

Honedge is after all, vital for my plan to become immortal and live forever. Man, I'm a total villain.

And I just don't care.

Well, I care enough to only use pieces of shit like Team Rocket members or eco terrorists like Magma and Aqua members.

Oh!

And Goh.

Because fuck Goh.

But not in the physical sense, because ew, nasty. Not even if he was the last feminine looking being in this universe.

I paused in my thoughts as my phone vibrated.

A text from Gary?

Seems he'd finally replied to my taunt from earlier.

About fucking time man.

'You expect me to be surprised? Late news, already saw those three get some new content already you damn attention seeking noob. Fake and gay by the way, if you're gonna pull stunts like that, at least make them believable.'

…What?

What the actual fuck is this clown going on about? I'm totally lost.

Confused.

A little bit bamboozled. How the fuck did he know I already caught Dragonite, Gyarados and Blastoise without me telling him?

No wait, this is a total reverse tactic isn't it? Trying to make it seem like he's not awed and jealous by how awesome I am to catch these three.

'Gary, Gary oh poor stupid little Gary.' I shook my head and grinned before replying.

'I get it, you're jealous, it's alright, I understand little man. I mean, I have a Blastoise while you only have one rinky dinky little Wartortle that got beaten by a fire type. Oh by the way, it wasn't just Blastoise, Gyarados and DRAGONITE I caught, but Blastoise was on an island with a bunch of Squirtle and Wartortle that I caught as well. Get on my level son.'

And send.

And yes, I did bold and full cap Dragonite.

But I'm not finished yet.

I still had another card to play.

'By the way, how about introducing me to your sister? She's a researcher yeah? I've got quite the 'specimen' for her to examine.'

And once again, bold that one specific word and send!