Into the Unown

Meet The Squad

Ash opened the door and commotion rocked his ears. Different scenes across the apartment fought to the death for his attention. A Grotle and Buizel raced each other, hopping from pillow to pillow as if in a race, with a Staravia spectating from above.

A weird blue Scyther was cutting away at a Heracross who tanked every attack and taunted the Pokemon, which enraged it more.

But above that was the trio of people. Two people were sitting on the couch playing video games and a third was sitting at the table eating some sandwiches. The third was the only one to notice the newcomer. The other two were still talking.

"When do you think the other guy is going to show up?" A guy with blue hair said.

"I don't know, but if not then I'm gonna use the place as extra storage," another person said. He was leaning on a gigantic pillow.

The person who was eating sandwiches got up. "Hey!"

"Why do you have to be so loud Mikhail?"

"The person already has shown up! Look!"

Every Pokemon and person stopped what they were doing and looked to the doorway. Ash suddenly felt 10 different pairs of eyes move toward him.

"Uh… hi. I'm Ash Ketchum, from Pallet Town. This is my partner Pikachu. And…?"

The guy with the blue hair got up and dusted himself down.

"Hi. Sorry about the mess you see here," he said, gesturing to the Pokemon. "I'm Lucas. I'm from Twinleaf Town."

"You're just gonna tell this guy where you come from?"

"Well, he told me where he was from it's only fair."

He was wearing a black vest with yellow highlights with some indigo jeans. He turned to his roommates.

"Are you going to introduce yourselves or-?"

"I'll do it myself," a guy with an orange-striped T-shirt spoke up. "The name's Barry. Nice to meet you. I'm from Twinleaf Town too. Also, please take off your shoes."

Ash realized he was wearing his trainers indoors and slipped them off.

The final guy stepped up. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt with a pair of black jeans, plus that hat made for winter with flaps on the side.

"As you've heard, my name is Mikhail. I'm from Ruston."

"Ruston? Is that a town from here?"

"No, I'm from another region. A region up north. In your language, it's called Sibirzky. And just to clarify, no I do not drink vodka every day, I don't play the balalaika, and I'm not some strongman in a circus. Why do you even think that?"

"He does have a bear though. And the… what was your hat called again?"

"My ushanka."

"Yeah, that."

They stood there awkwardly until Ash broke the silence.

"So… anyone up for a battle?"

Lucas scratched his head. "Me and my Pokemon just had a battle before, so no thanks."

"And Scyther isn't in the mood for it right now."

Scyther grunted in agreement before going back to slicing at Heracross.

"That leaves just me. I'm always up for a challenge. Let's go!"

"Alright!"

The group went into the elevator and went down to one of the outdoor battling arenas. Each combatant stood at their respective sides.