[Male Reader x Pokémon]
The world of Pokémon. A world filled with monsters capable of mass destruction and violence. Somehow Humanity created a way to contain such ferocious creatures, domesticating them and making them household pets. People and Po...
"Freeze! I'm being serious, you evil poachers! I won't let you hurt any more Pokémon around here! Under the authority of the Ranger's Union, I'm putting you both under arrest! You have one chance to comply, or I'll take you both out!" A young woman shouted at them, her teal hair and bright red-orange jacket completely standing out from the tree line. Her face was fierce, glaring at them, with one arm outstretched before her. And, in her hand was a strange red device with an antenna sticking out the top. It looked futuristic, like his Pokédex, or his Pokétch...
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An angry squeak ran up her shoulder and from behind her back a small cream-coloured mouse appeared, with red ears and markings on its face. It attempted to look intimidating but its size and shape didn't really translate to scary or strong. A few sparks danced around the Pokémon, showing that it was ready for a fight. "Plus!" It cried, quietly.
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[Y/N] snorted, barely able to hide his laughter, and he covered his mouth, carefully putting down the weakened Shinx and bowl of stew. An irritated red tick formed above the Ranger's head, not too happy about being made out to be some joke. "How dare you, criminal scum!" And, she reached for the three-insignia strapped to her shoulder, speaking into it. "Jack, I've come across two hunters, they've currently got six stolen Pokémon.--" However, as she tried to speak, the trainer sitting opposite her shouted back. "Hey! I'm no damn criminal! This is my team, creep!"
Sycamore leaned forward, speaking with a hushed voice. "Mon ami, do you not know what the outfit that young woman is wearing means?" [Y/N] angrily shook his head. "No clue, and I don't care, nobody calls me a criminal and gets away with it!" He stood up, but this caught the young woman's attention, and her brow furrowed. "I told you to stay put! Plusle, Quick Attack, then Nuzzle!" The small electric-type leapt from off her shoulder and dashed towards the supposed poachers...
[Y/N] groaned and shook his head. "Now, really? You're really gonna make me get up from dinner? Now that's actually evil!" He wasn't really in the mood for another battle today, not after training. He had been working on himself too! And he was just as exhausted as his team. He was very tempted to just sick his entire team on this stranger, but a small part of him told him no, and it made sense in terms of battle experience too. If his entire team was constantly jumping every opponent they came across then they wouldn't know how to fight in a solo battle, or at least, they wouldn't be as competent as they could be. Why had he been cursed with morals and a conscience dammit! "Fine, Turtwig, you're up, show time." He called out, and his grass-type raced over without hesitation, skidding to a halt before his trainer. "Turtwig turt!"
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