chapter 13: Toxic is in the air!

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After a grueling and tension-filled day, Y/n sought refuge at the Pokemon Center. His shoulders slumped with exhaustion, and his steps were heavy. Approaching the counter, Y/n gave the nurse a tired smile.

"Hi, I'd like to book a room for the night," he said.

"Of course! Here's your key," the nurse responded warmly, handing over the key with a reassuring smile. "Have a good rest."

Y/n thanked her and made his way to the room, collapsing onto the bed. The soft mattress felt like heaven, and he quickly surrendered to the embrace of sleep.

The next morning, Y/n was up early, sitting at a small table with their Pokedex in hand. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the screen as they reviewed the newly recorded data from the Safari Zone. He smiled, excited by the information on all the Pokemon he had caught. A particular entry caught their eye, and he muttered to themselves, "Swapping Beedrill for Nidoking was a good move."

Y/n looked at his updated team: Ivysaur, Fearow, Ninetales, Golduck, Snorlax, and Nidoking. Feeling ready for the next challenge, as he left the Pokemon Center and ventured into the bustling streets.

"Excuse me," Y/n asked a lady that was she was carrying groceries, "can you tell me where the gym is?"

"Oh, of course!", she said as she pointed toward the mountains in the distance. "It's on the side of that mountain. It's a bit tricky to get to."

Y/n thanked them and set off, winding through narrow alleys and climbing steep paths. After what felt like an eternity of asking for directions and navigating the rocky terrain, Y/n finally spotted the gym, its entrance nestled against the rugged mountainside.

Taking a deep breath, they approached the gym's heavy doors, ready for whatever challenges awaited inside. "Who's the genius that put a gym here," Y/n whispered as he approached the entrance.

The gym looked like an old japanese mansion with the roof is steeply pitched and covered with traditional dark grey tiles, creating a striking contrast to the wooden structure beneath. The walls combine weathered, rich brown wood and white plaster, enhancing the mansion's rustic charm. Surrounding the mansion is a meticulously maintained garden, featuring gravel paths, stone lanterns, koi ponds, and a variety of bonsai and flowering plants.

Y/n took a look around in awe at the beautiful sensory as he approached the front gate featuring a grand wooden gate with intricate carvings, leading into a courtyard.

Y/n pushed open the gate and entered the mansion as the aroma of tatami and aged wood hit his nostrils as he took around the room seeing no body present.

"Hello!?" Y/n called out to but to no response making Y/n get hit with a wave of Déjà vu remembering everything that happened with Sabrina.

Y/n took a cautious step forward, the tatami mats beneath his feet creaking slightly. The silence of the gym was unsettling, reminiscent of the eerie stillness that had surrounded Sabrina's domain. As he ventured further into the mansion, his senses were on high alert, every shadow and flicker of movement catching his eye.

"Is anyone here?" Y/n called out again, his voice echoing off the wooden walls. Just as he was starting to think the place was abandoned.

Just as Y/n was starting to think the place was abandoned, he leaned against a seemingly solid wall, only to feel it give way beneath his weight. With a startled gasp, he tumbled through the hidden door, landing awkwardly on the other side. As he got up and dusted himself off, he spotted a Venonat hopping away quickly, clearly startled by his sudden entrance.

"Hey, wait up!" Y/n called, but the Venonat didn't slow down. Determined to follow, he hurried after it, navigating through the dimly lit corridor.

His chase was interrupted abruptly when he felt a sharp jolt of electricity. "Ow! Son of a-" he yelped, realizing he'd stepped on a concealed Voltorb, which gave him a brief but painful shock before rolling away with a mischievous buzz.

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