The Misfortune Champion

3

The rest of the days went... well? Cynthia stop visiting after Corvus memorized her fighting style a little, his misfortune power kicked in a lot, like how he would trip on the marvel floor at his house when he is wearing a sneakers without tying the laces, a rock hitting his head, his television crashed and his glass table shattered, having to get a new one.

He lied down on his sofa, looking at each files about Team Rocket, Team Plasma and Team Galactic. "Welp, time to check out that base." He got up and went outside, turning into a Crow and flied outside of the cave.

Corvus arrived at Viridian Forest, as he stop at a branch, looking at the small base on his Crow form, chirping which it was his talking. "Ok, let's see... I see two scumbags guarding the main door, three guys around the base..." He flew off, a portal of white and yellow appeared in front of him, and he fly inside the portal.

He turn back into his normal self when he landed on the Hall Of Origin, he look at Arceus. "Okay, two guards are guarding the main door, three guards around the base and three Dragonite with them." Corvus said, Arceus nodded and look at Mewtwo.

"Mewtwo, you will destroy that base. I'm sure you can handle it." Mewtwo nodded, getting up and disappear in thin air.

"You may leave, Corvus. You done well."

"Thank you, Arceus."

Two years later, Corvus look at the views of Mt. Silver, his cloak fluttering backward, nine powerful Pokémon behind him, an Absol, Zoroark, Honchkrow, Mightyena, Umbreon, Tyranitar, Houndoom, Hydreigon and a Shiny Charizard.

The Absol, Tyranitar, Houndoom and Shiny Charizard had holder around their neck. Corvus has a slight stubble along his jawline, mainly because of his immense growth rate, now looking like an adult, his voice were deeper and standing at 179 centimeters while Cynthia is still 183 centimeters.

"I'm heading out for a drink..." Corvus grumbled, his Pokémon nodded and when he wall down the stairs, his misfortune kick in as the snow he is standing on slipped, causing him to collapsed into the ground, groaning and they sweat drop.

"That looks painful."

"Then try it, Zoroark..."

Over the two years, he had understand Pokémon language when he received his Crow power, Corvus got up, dusting himself and transformed into his Pokémon form.

While in the bar, he grabbed his glass of shot, drinking liquor and he put the shot of liquor on the table. "Jennifer, mind giving me another shot?" Corvus asked, putting his hand on his cheek, winking at the waitress, who blushed and giggled.

"I think you have enough drink, Mister Wulfram." She replied, continuing back to cleaning the glass and Corvus groaned, putting his forehead into the table.

"Miss, a glass of whiskey." A man sit next to Corvus, the waitress nodded and give the man the glass of whiskey.

"Here." Corvus lift his head up, looking at the man, who has short white hair, black eyes, black beard and wearing a suit.

"Heh, you save my life, buddy." Corvus grabbed the whiskey and drink it down. "Ah, yes, you have been offered by Mr. Goodshow to participate the upcoming Kanto Tournament." The man said, Corvus look at him, before putting down the glass on the table.

"Ya'know I hate being the Champion of Kanto, right? I mean, I got bored and challenge the League for the money, instead you give me the position of becoming a Champion." Corvus sneered, glaring at the table. "The Elite Four can handle this, I'm too tired of doing my job..."

"I understand, but you must participate."

"And why's that?"

"I believe what Mr. Goodshow and Mr. Scott said that, you want vengeance."

"I'm in."

"A-An immediate response?" The man said, surprised, Corvus grunted and sip down the last drink of the whiskey.

"Yeah, besides, I've been waiting to kick the living shit out of them..."