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Pokemon: Resurgence Chapter 56
🕑 Added 2024-07-13 09:41:06 +0000 UTCHi all,
Here’s the next chapter. There is some excitement at the ruins, and Lucas gets another team member.
Chapter 56
Lucas tugged at the collar of his white lab coat, feeling like an impostor among the bustling crowd of researchers scurrying about the ruins. He glanced at Sabrina, who seemed equally uncomfortable in her borrowed attire. Professor Sycamore, on the other hand, appeared right at home, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he surveyed the ancient stone structures around them.
"Fascinating, isn't it?" Sycamore exclaimed, gesturing wildly at the weathered walls. "These ruins hold secrets that could revolutionise our understanding of Pokémon history!"
Lucas nodded absently, his gaze drawn to Meowth, who was slinking away from the others. He knew the crafty feline was off to hunt for hidden items. Before he disappeared around a corner, he saw Meowth activate his Shadow Veil ability. Thankfully, there weren’t too many Pokemon around, so the chances of him being caught were slim.
Still, part of him wanted to call Meowth back because he knew how important the ruins were to the Kalos government, as evidenced by the security personnel protecting them. They were members of KAST, the Kalos Archaeological Security Team that Siebold was training, but the Elite Four member wasn’t among them. If Meowth pissed one of them off, then there might be some trouble.
As they ventured deeper into the ruins, Lucas couldn't help but marvel at the sheer number of scientists present. They were everywhere, hunched over ancient inscriptions, carefully brushing dust from artefacts, or huddled in small groups, animatedly discussing their findings. It felt like walking through a bizarre, archaeology-themed amusement park.
"I feel like I'm in a film," Sabrina whispered to him, echoing his thoughts. "Half expecting a mummy to jump out at any moment."
Lucas chuckled. “They are still studying the ruins after all this time. I wonder if there is anything left to find.”
"They aren’t going to stop looking if there is a chance of finding more Mega Stones," Sabrina said, a hint of amusement in her tone as she looked in the direction Meowth had disappeared. “Or other treasures. ”
Lucas was about to reply when Professor Sycamore's excited voice cut through the air. "Oh my! You must see this!"
They hurried after the professor, entering a vast chamber. The walls were covered in intricate murals, their colours still vibrant despite the passage of time. One particular image caught his attention. There, depicted in stunning detail, was Zygarde, locked in fierce combat with two other Pokémon he recognised as Xerneas and Yveltal.
"Extraordinary, isn’t it?" Sycamore breathed. "What could have caused such a conflict?"
As Sycamore rambled on, theorising about the mural's significance, Lucas’ gaze was drawn to a seemingly blank section of the wall, but his instincts told him there was more than met the eye. Without thinking, he pulled out his phone, pretending to take photos while accessing his map function.
His suspicions were confirmed when the map revealed a hidden chamber beyond the wall. Excitement bubbled up inside him, but he forced himself to remain calm. He couldn't just blurt out that he knew there was a secret room without raising suspicion.
"Professor," Lucas said, careful to keep his voice neutral, "I have a strange feeling about this wall. Do you think there could be something behind it?"
Sycamore turned to him, eyebrows raised. "Oh? What makes you say that?"
Lucas shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "Just a hunch, I guess. Something about the way the mural ends so abruptly here. It seems... off."
The professor stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Interesting observation, Lucas. But how would we confirm such a theory?"
"We could look for a hidden mechanism," Sabrina suggested, catching on to Lucas's lead. "Ancient ruins often have secret passages, right?"
"Indeed, they do!" Sycamore exclaimed, his enthusiasm rekindled. "Excellent thinking, both of you. Let's examine this section more closely."
After several minutes of fruitless searching, Lucas's hand brushed against a slightly protruding stone. Acting on instinct, he pressed it, and a low rumbling filled the chamber. Slowly, a section of the wall slid away, revealing a dark passageway beyond.
"Incredible!" Sycamore shouted, drawing the attention of nearby researchers. "You've made a remarkable discovery, Lucas!"
As excited chatter filled the air, the group cautiously entered the hidden chamber, their way lit only by the beams of their torches. The air was thick with dust and the musty smell of long-undisturbed earth. Lucas activated his Aura Sight, and suddenly the darkness was alive with glowing symbols.
Images covered every surface, pulsating with a faint, otherworldly light that only he could see. As he studied them, he realised they were more than mere decorations. They were a map, and it took him a moment to realise it depicted the locations of Zygarde's scattered cells and cores around the world. Was this because of the skill he gained from Zygarde?
"I don't see anything," Sycamore said, his voice tinged with disappointment. "Perhaps this chamber was looted long ago."
"Maybe we need more light," Lucas suggested, buying time as he committed the images to memory. "The walls might have faded inscriptions we can't see properly."
As the professor called for additional lighting equipment, Sabrina sidled up to Lucas. "You can see something, can't you?" she whispered.
Lucas nodded almost imperceptibly. "I'll tell you later," he murmured back.
Just then, Meowth came bounding into the chamber, looking incredibly pleased with himself. "Meowth!" he exclaimed, holding up a small, glittering object.
"What have you got there?" Lucas asked, grateful for the distraction. Since the item was in Meowth's possession, it wasn’t an item he found using Itemfinder.
As Meowth proudly displayed his find, an ancient coin of some kind, Lucas' mind raced with the implications of what he had discovered. The images had given him a road map for reassembling Zygarde, but pursuing it would mean juggling it alongside his other responsibilities in his already hectic life. According to the map, the cells and cores were spread throughout the various regions. At the very least, he would get to see more of the Pokemon world.
The chamber filled with more researchers, who quickly set up some lighting equipment. In the corner of the chamber, they discovered a large stone tablet that had been partially concealed by a crumbled wall. Lucas had been too distracted by the images to notice them before. He and Sabrina made sure to keep their pretence of being research assistants and helped Professor Sycamore examine the artefacts.
A low rumble reverberated throughout the chamber, startling Lucas. He exchanged anxious glances with the others. It was barely noticeable at first, just a vibration under their feet. But within seconds, the tremor intensified, causing dust and small debris to rain down from the ceiling.
"Everybody out!" Professor Sycamore shouted, his usual enthusiasm replaced by urgent concern. "Quickly now!"
The chamber erupted into chaos as researchers scrambled towards the exit. Lucas grabbed Sabrina's hand, pulling her towards the passage they'd entered through. Meowth leapt onto his shoulder, clinging tightly as the ground shook violently beneath them.
"Wait!" Sabrina cried, tugging Lucas to a halt. "The researchers!"
Lucas turned to see several researchers struggling with a large stone tablet, trying to manoeuvre it through the narrow passageway. Without hesitation, he rushed back to help, Sabrina right behind him.
As they lifted the heavy tablet, a particularly strong tremor rocked the ruins. The sound of cracking stone filled the air, and Lucas looked up to see a large fissure spreading across the ceiling.
"Move!" he yelled, adrenaline surging through his veins.
They barely made it through the passage before a deafening crash echoed behind them. A cloud of dust billowed out, enveloping them as they stumbled into the larger chamber.
Coughing and spluttering, Lucas helped lower the tablet to the ground before turning to check on Sabrina. She was covered in a fine layer of dust but appeared unharmed.
"Is everyone alright?" Professor Sycamore called out, his voice hoarse.
A chorus of affirmatives rang out as the dust began to settle. Lucas did a quick headcount, relieved to see that all the researchers had made it out safely.
“Where did that tremor come from?” One of the researchers asked, looking around nervously. “Are there going to be more of them?”
“I think we should leave for the time being,” Professor Sycamore suggested. “These ruins might be unstable.”
As Lucas and Sabrina were about to exit the main chamber, a group of uniformed security personnel came rushing in, their faces etched with urgency.
"Professor Sycamore!" the lead officer called out, slightly out of breath. "We have a situation. The ruins are under attack!"
Sycamore's eyes widened in disbelief. "Attack? By whom?"
"Team Flare, sir," the officer replied grimly. "They've surrounded the entire site. We can't evacuate from here; it's too unsafe."
A ripple of fear ran through the gathered researchers. Lucas felt Sabrina tense beside him, her hand instinctively moving towards her pokéballs.
"What do they want?" Lucas asked, stepping forward.
The security officer shook his head. "We're not sure, but they're demanding access to the ruins. They claim to have some sort of 'rightful claim' to whatever's inside."
Professor Sycamore's face hardened with resolve. "We can't let them get their hands on these artefacts. The historical significance alone—"
"We'll help," Sabrina interjected, her voice steady and determined. She turned to Lucas. "We should go with security and help deal with Team Flare."
Lucas nodded, a mix of excitement and apprehension coursing through him. "Agreed. We can't just sit here and do nothing."
"Are you sure?" Sycamore asked, concern evident in his voice. "It could be dangerous."
"Trust me, Professor," Lucas said with a wry smile. "I may not have the strongest team, but I do have access to a Mega Evolution. However, my girlfriend here will be the real star of the show. She’s a former gym leader."
The security officer looked relieved. "Any help would be appreciated. We're spread thin as it is."
"Right then," Sabrina said. "Where do you need us?"
As the officer began outlining their defensive strategy, Lucas couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement beneath his worry.
"Ready?" he asked Sabrina, grinning despite the gravity of the situation.
She returned his smile, a fierce look in her eyes. "Always.”
As they followed the security team towards the ruins' entrance, Lucas's mind raced. Why was Team Flare so interested in these ruins?
Whatever the reason, one thing was clear: their peaceful research expedition had just turned into something far more dangerous. And as much as it worried him, Lucas couldn't deny the thrill of facing a real threat alongside Sabrina.
"Meowth," he said to his feline companion, still perched on his shoulder, "looks like we're in for a fight."
"It has nothing to do with me,” Meowth replied, yawning. “But if there is a chance to steal some loot from Team Flare, I wouldn’t mind getting my paws dirty.”
With a deep breath, Lucas steeled himself for the battle ahead. Team Flare was about to learn that messing with these ruins—and the people inside them—was a very bad idea indeed.
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As Lucas and Sabrina emerged from the ruins, they were immediately assaulted by a cacophony of shouts, roars, and explosions. The scene before them was one of utter chaos.
The once-peaceful archaeological site had been transformed into a frenzied battlefield. Dozens of Team Flare members, their crimson suits a stark contrast against the dusty landscape, were locked in combat with the site's security forces. Pokémon of all types clashed in the air and on the ground, their attacks lighting up the sky and scarring the earth.
To their left, a Houndoom's Flamethrower collided with a security Arcanine's Fire Blast, creating a massive explosion that sent both trainers diving for cover. On the right, a Crobat and a Mothim were engaged in an aerial dogfight, their wings stirring up miniature whirlwinds as they darted and weaved through the air.
Directly in front of them, a line of Magneton belonging to the security team were unleashing a barrage of Thunderbolts, creating a makeshift electric fence to hold back a wave of advancing Team Flare grunts. But for every grunt that fell back, two more seemed to take their place, their faces set with grim determination.
The air was thick with dust and the acrid smell of smoke. Stray attacks whizzed past, forcing Lucas and Sabrina to duck as they took in the scale of the battle. It was clear that the security forces, despite their valiant efforts, were outnumbered and slowly being pushed back towards the ruins.
Lucas and Sabrina exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. Without a word, they both reached for their pokéballs, ready to join the fray and turn the tide of this unexpected war.
He summoned Icarus and activated his Mega Bracelet. Icarus underwent a dazzling metamorphosis, his form shimmered with an intense, golden light. The sudden transformation didn't go unnoticed. Several Team Flare grunts, their fiery red uniforms a stark contrast to Icarus's golden plumage, stopped in their tracks. Their jaws dropped in awe and trepidation as they beheld the awe-inspiring sight of the Mega-evolved Pokémon.
Icarus shot into the sky, his Mega-Evolved form a beacon of power. A level fifty-one Swellow rocketed towards him, directed by a Team Flare member on the ground.
Following Lucas’ orders, Icarus didn't wait for the Swellow to strike first. He vanished in a blur of speed, his Quick Attack catching the Swellow off-guard. There was a sickening crack as Icarus's beak struck the Swellow's wing joint. The smaller bird shrieked in pain, its wing hanging at an unnatural angle.
But the Swellow wasn't out of the fight yet. It retaliated with a vicious peck to Icarus's eye. Blood trickled down Icarus's face as he reeled back, momentarily blinded.
Sensing weakness, the Swellow pressed its advantage, its talons raking across Icarus's breast. Feathers and blood flew as Icarus screeched in agony.
Fighting through the pain, Icarus summoned a powerful Gust. The windstorm caught the Swellow, slamming it against the ruins' stone walls. The impact was audible even over the din of battle, and the Swellow dropped several feet before regaining its balance.
Icarus followed up with Air Cutter, sending blades of wind slicing through the air. The Swellow, hampered by its injured wing, couldn't dodge completely. The razor-sharp wind opened deep gashes across its body.
Desperate now, the Swellow charged, aiming for Icarus's throat. But Icarus was ready. He used Double Team, creating multiple illusory copies of himself. The Swellow, confused, flew right through an illusion.
Seizing the moment, Icarus unleashed a Feather Dance. A flurry of feathers surrounded the Swellow, clinging to its wounds and obscuring its vision. As it flailed blindly, Icarus struck again and again with Quick Attack, each blow precise and brutal.
The Swellow's cries grew weaker with each hit. Blood and feathers rained down on the battlefield below as the two birds fought savagely in the sky.
Finally, with one last, powerful strike, Icarus sent the Swellow plummeting to the ground. It hit the earth with a dull thud, twitching weakly before going still.
Icarus, battered and bleeding, gave himself a moment to catch his breath. He landed on top of the ruins and used Roost, his wounds gradually healing as he regained some strength. But he knew he couldn't rest for long. More Pokémon from Team Flare were already on their way, ready for battle.
With a harsh cry, Icarus used Work Up. His body glowed with power as he prepared for the next fight. The skies above the ruins had become a brutal warzone, and Icarus was ready to defend his territory, no matter the cost.
Meanwhile, Sabrina was confronting a portly man with fiery red hair and strange goggles.
"Axel, let's go!" Sabrina called, releasing her Axel. The steel behemoth materialised with a resounding thud, its red eyes gleaming with intelligence.
The man’s lips curled into a sneer. "Ah, Sabrina from the Kanto region. My boss told me all about you."
He reached for a pokeball and summoned a sinister-looking squid-like Pokémon emerged, its body undulating unnaturally as it hovered in the air. Malamar.
“My name is Xerosic,” the portly man continued. “Let me show—”
Without warning, Malamar's tentacles lashed out, pulsing with psychic energy in a vicious Psycho Cut. The attack sliced through the air with frightening speed, catching Axel off guard. The psychic blade struck true, leaving a deep, sparking gash across Axel's metallic body. The steel titan let out a low, pained groan as its internal systems flickered momentarily.
Enraged by the sudden assault, Axel's eyes flashed with a cold, mechanical fury. Its front right leg began to glow with intense metallic energy as it prepared a devastating Meteor Mash. With surprising speed for its massive size, Axel launched forward, the powered-up limb aimed directly at Malamar's centre mass.
The squid-like Pokémon attempted to twist away, its body contorting unnaturally, but Axel's attack was too fast and too powerful to evade completely. The Meteor Mash connected with a sickening crunch, the impact sending shockwaves through the air. Malamar was sent hurtling backwards, its soft body offering little resistance as it crashed through a nearby stone pillar. The ancient structure crumbled under the force, showering the battlefield with debris.
Bits of tentacle and dark, viscous fluid splattered the ground as Malamar struggled to right itself. Its body was grotesquely misshapen from the blow, tentacles bent at unnatural angles and its usually smooth skin was marred by deep bruises and cuts.
Despite its injuries, Malamar wasn't ready to concede defeat. Its eyes began to glow an eerie, pulsating blue as it focused its psychic powers. The air around Axel seemed to warp and twist as Malamar unleashed a Topsy-Turvy attack. The psychic waves washed over the steel titan, and for a moment, nothing seemed to happen. Then, suddenly, Axel's movements became erratic. Its limbs twitched and jerked unnaturally as its abilities were temporarily reversed, leaving it disoriented and vulnerable.
Seizing the opportunity, Malamar launched forward with renewed vigour. Its tentacles became shrouded in dark, shadowy energy as it prepared a Night Slash attack. With a speed belying its injuries, Malamar closed the distance between them. Its powered-up tentacles raked across Axel's face, leaving deep, jagged furrows in the metal. Sparks flew as circuitry was exposed, and a pained, mechanical screech filled the air. One of Axel's red eyes flickered and went dark, further disorienting the steel type.
But Axel was far from defeated. As Malamar pulled back from its attack, Axel's remaining eyes began to glow with an intense, almost blinding light. The air around it seemed to vibrate with psychic energy as it prepared to unleash a devastating Psychic attack.
The wave of energy erupted from Axle with explosive force. It struck Malamar head-on, lifting the Dark/Psychic-type into the air. Malamar's body contorted in unnatural angles as the psychic energy overwhelmed its senses. A series of sickening pops echoed across the battlefield as Malamar's limbs were wrenched out of their sockets by the sheer force of the attack.
Driven by desperation and pain, Malamar's body suddenly began to change. Its muscles bulged and grew, swelling to unnatural proportions as it prepared a last-ditch Superpower attack. With a shriek of defiance, Malamar hurled itself at Axel, its mangled tentacles poised to strike.
Axel, still reeling from the earlier attacks but unwilling to back down, met the charge head-on. Its entire body became enveloped in psychic energy as it launched into a powerful Zen Headbutt. The two Pokémon collided in a brutal display of power and determination.
The clash of psychic energies created a blinding flash of light and a thunderous boom that shook the ground. The shockwave sent both trainers stumbling backwards and shattered what remained of the nearby ruins. For a moment, the entire battlefield was obscured by a thick cloud of dust and debris.
As the dust began to settle, both Pokémon were revealed, barely standing. Malamar's body was a horrific sight, a mess of twisted limbs and oozing wounds. Dark fluid dripped steadily from its mangled tentacles, forming small pools on the cracked earth beneath it. Axel's once-gleaming metal hide was now dented and scarred, sparking ominously in places where its internal systems had been damaged. Its remaining eyes flickered weakly, struggling to stay focused.
For a tense moment, they stared each other down, neither willing to be the first to fall. Then, with a weak, gurgling cry, Malamar's eyes rolled back in its head. It swayed unsteadily before finally collapsing to the ground with a wet thud. A dark, viscous fluid began to pool beneath its motionless form, a grim testament to the brutality of the battle.
Axel remained upright, if only barely. Its red eyes were dimmed with fatigue but still glowed with a grim sense of triumph. The brutal battle was over, leaving both Pokémon battered and broken, but with Sabrina's powerhouse still standing.
A thunderous roar echoed across the sky. Sabrina and Xerosic, along with the remaining combatants, looked up to see that a new player had arrived on the field.
Siebold, the Elite Four member, was soaring towards them atop his massive Gyarados. Behind Siebold, a squadron of KAST members followed on their own flying Pokémon, creating an imposing aerial formation.
Siebold's voice boomed across the battlefield, amplified by some unseen device. "This is the Kalos Archaeological Security Team! Team Flare, you are surrounded. Surrender immediately or face the consequences!"
The sudden arrival of reinforcements sent a wave of panic through the Team Flare ranks. Grunts began recalling their Pokémon, their faces etched with fear and desperation.
Xerosic, his face pale beneath the dust and grime of battle, stumbled backwards. "Retreat!" he bellowed to his subordinates. "Fall back to the rendezvous point!"
As KAST members began to descend upon the ruins, Team Flare grunts scattered in all directions. Some released flying Pokémon of their own, taking to the skies in a frantic attempt to escape.
Lucas approached Sabrina and stood beside her, watching Siebold pursue the fleeing Team Flare members.
"What excellent timing," Lucas said. “I think moonshine is beginning to grow on me.”
“Moon…?” Sabrina looked at him, stunned. "The joke's over, Lucas. It’s not funny anymore. No more moon jokes.”
Lucas pouted.
She moved forward and fed Axel some potions, and his injuries began to heal slowly. “That was a tough battle. Take a good rest, and I will treat you to something good tonight.”
“Gross!”
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In the aftermath of Team Flare's attack on the ruins, the archaeological site had come to resemble a battlefield more than a place of scientific discovery. The once-pristine excavation areas were now marred by scorch marks, craters, and debris from the intense Pokémon battles that had taken place.
KAST members, led by Siebold, worked efficiently to secure the area. They apprehended several Team Flare grunts who hadn't managed to escape, while others began the process of cataloguing damaged artefacts and assessing the overall impact on the site.
Lucas and Sabrina, found themselves being debriefed by Siebold. Their accounts of the fight, particularly the confrontation with Xerosic, were deemed crucial to understanding Team Flare's motives. Xerosic was their top scientist, so he must have come here for a reason.
While the site had suffered, the swift response from Lucas, Sabrina, and the KAST team had prevented Team Flare from achieving their unknown objectives. However, questions lingered about what exactly the criminal organisation had been after, and what secrets the ruins might still be hiding.
Lucas and Sabrina headed back to Couriway Town. He had planned to show Sabrina his secret base after visiting the ruins but decided it could wait until tomorrow. As they ate lunch, they started hearing rumours from the locals about some drawings that had appeared in the cave out on the lake. Lucas, who is an artist himself, was immediately interested in investigating.
After lunch, Lucas and Sabrina went to the lake's edge, where they noticed a small cave entrance on the far side.
"So, that's where the locals saw those mysterious drawings?" Lucas asked, shielding his eyes from the sun's glare.
Sabrina nodded. "They appeared overnight. No one has cared enough to investigate it further after it was first discovered."
Lucas glanced around, spotting an old fisherman tending to his boat nearby. "Excuse me, sir," he called out, approaching the man. "Would it be possible to borrow your boat for a short while? We'd like to check out that cave over there."
The old man eyed them sceptically before breaking into a toothless grin. "Ah, you are looking into those drawings, eh? Sure, you can bring old Bessie here. Just bring her back in one piece, you hear?"
Grateful, Lucas and Sabrina climbed into 'Bessie', a weathered but sturdy rowboat. They set off across the lake, the gentle lapping of water against the boat mingling with the distant calls of water Pokémon.
As they neared the cave, they could make out faint, colourful markings around the entrance. Pulling the boat onto a small, rocky shore, they entered the cave, the coolness a stark contrast to the warm day outside.
The narrow passageway opened into a small cave. The walls were covered in crude but vibrant paintings of stick figures, abstract shapes, and what appeared to be attempts at Pokémon.
"These don't look half bad," Sabrina observed, running her hand over a still-damp patch of paint.
A shuffling sound from deeper into the cave caught their attention. Lucas raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight streaming in, illuminating a small, blue figure hunched over a pile of paintbrushes.
"Is that a Squirtle?" Sabrina asked.
The Squirtle turned, startled by their presence. Instead of fleeing or attacking, it tilted its head curiously, a paintbrush clutched in its tiny hand.
Lucas chuckled, crouching down to the Squirtle's level. "Well, hello there, little artist. Are these your masterpieces?"
The Squirtle nodded enthusiastically, gesturing to the walls with pride.
"You know," Lucas said, a gleam in his eye, "I think your art shows promise, but perhaps you could use some pointers. How about a quick lesson?"
“Squirtle!” It handed him the paintbrush.
Lucas spent the next hour teaching an eager Squirtle about colour theory and brush techniques. He was surprised by how focused Squirtle was and how quickly he improved. Squirtle had talent, but he needed guidance and better tools. Lucas resolved to bring some supplies back later to give to the Squirtle. As a fellow artist, he had to show his support.
As they emerged from the cave, Sabrina couldn't help but shake her head.
"Only you, Lucas," she said, "could turn a cave investigation into an impromptu art class for a Pokémon."
Lucas shrugged. "I had fun.”
As they prepared to leave, the Squirtle appeared at the cave's entrance, its eyes wide with excitement. It held up a paintbrush, waving it enthusiastically at Lucas.
"Squirtle! Squirt, squirt!" it called out, its voice echoing across the water.
Lucas paused, turning back to the small Pokémon. "What's that, little guy? You want to come with us?"
The Squirtle nodded vigorously, gesturing to Lucas and then back to itself, mimicking painting motions.
Sabrina raised an eyebrow. "I think it wants to learn more from you, Lucas. It seems your artistic prowess has made quite an impression.
Lucas crouched down, meeting the Squirtle's eager gaze. "Is that true? You want to come along and learn more about art?"
"Squirtle!" it exclaimed, nodding so hard its shell rattled.
A warm smile spread across Lucas's face. "Well, who am I to deny such enthusiasm for the arts? Welcome to the team. You know what, I have the perfect name for you. I’m going to call you Raphael. He’s a really famous painter in my world.”
“Squirt!” Squirtle waved his brush around.
“And a famous turtle,” Lucas added with a grin. He retrieved a pokeball from his inventory and pressed it on Raphael, capturing him without effort.
Summoning him again, Lucas took a moment to examine Raphael’s parameters.
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Species: Squirtle; Tiny Turtle Pokemon
Gender: Male
Status: Owned
Favourability: Neutral 200/1000
Favourite Food: Watercress Leaves
Condition: Perfect
Level: 13
Next: [56%]
Exp Cache: [0]
Stats obtained from EV's [0/100]
Current Level Potential Met?: Yes
Special Ability: Torrent
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Attack: 20
Special Attack: 47
Defence: 50
Special Defence: 54
Speed: 31
Luck: 10
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Moves
Tackle: 68%
Bubble: 88%
Water Gun: 71%
Bite: 27%
Withdraw: 39%
Rapid Spin: 28%
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Description: Raphael carries an assortment of makeshift brushes tucked into its shell, ready to create at a moment's notice. His tiny hands are often stained with various hues, a testament to his dedication to his craft. When not painting, it can be seen sketching in the sand with its tail or arranging pebbles into artistic patterns.
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Hidden Stats
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 9
Energy: 8
Aptitude: 7
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Affinities
Water: 41%
Normal: 28%
Dark: 24%
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Traits
Inherent (Can be passed onto offspring)
Water Elemental (Intermediate) - Moderately increases the power and effectiveness of water-type moves.
Defence Aptitude (Expert) - Increases defence stat training efficiency.
Defence Boost (Intermediate) - Moderately increases the defence stat potency.
Special Defence Boost (Intermediate) - Moderately increases the special defence stat potency.
Shell Armor - Protects against critical hits.
Tactical Retreat - Slowly recovers condition while withdrawn into the shell.
Learned/Acquired/Unique
Rubber Shell - Immune to electric-type attacks while withdrawn into its shell.
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Evolution Conditions
Wartortle
Level 16
Condition: Perfect
Experience in Cache: 20000
Water-type Affinity: 40%
Evolution Bonuses
Max Experience in Cache = 30000: + 10 to All Stats
Water-type affinity = 50%: Water Pulse learned upon evolving
Defence = 70: Iron Defense learned upon evolving
Defeat ten grass-type Pokemon five levels above your own = Aptitude + 1
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Breeding Type: B
Breeding Conditions
Same Species: +25%
Egg Group - Water 1/Monster: -25%
Egg Group - Other: -50%
Same Level: +10%
Base Compatibility:
Type A: 15%
Type B: 85%
Type C: 35%
Type D: 20%
Type E: 5%
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Now that he had captured Raphael, he had a complete team of six Pokemon, each with their own strengths and weaknesses, and a good overall balance. When he returned to Kanto, he would get busy training his team and bringing them up to the point where he felt he could truly protect himself. He could not always count on Icarus and his Mega Evolution, after all.
So, what do you think? It couldn’t decide between Squirtle and Bulbasaur, so I just flipped a coin.
Thanks for reading.
Comments
mohamed musi
While Michelangelo was a sculptor I think that name might have been better of the four ninja turtles
