Pokemon: Resurgence Chapter 4

Hi all,

Here’s the next chapter. Next week’s chapters are as follows. Since I have the next two weeks off, I can finally deliver on the four chapters per week.

Tuesday - Naruto: Amongst the Whirling Tides.

Thursday - Harry Potter: The Artisan’s Path.

Saturday - Pokemon: Resurgence

Sunday - Harry Potter: The Gamer’s Dimension. (rolled over from this week.)

Icarus flapped his wings and produced two miniature tornadoes. They were only three feet high, but the speed of their rotation generated some strong winds. They touched down in the middle of the five Rattatas. It blew the five lightweight Rattatas off their feet. They rolled across the ground and stopped about a dozen feet away. As Lucas stood too close to the attack, the wind tore at his clothes.

It was the flying-type move, Gust. It could generate two tornadoes to blow away its opponents. It wasn't the most powerful attack, and it was more effective at keeping opponents at a distance. The one exception was if the Pokemon got caught in its vortex. Not only could it trap the Pokemon, but deal a good amount of damage.

Generally, flying-type moves were known for two key aspects. Its velocity and cutting power. Gust produced tornadoes that generated a lot of velocity and power externally. Internally, however, the tornadoes produced several blade-like winds that could shred an opponent to pieces. It was unfortunate that there was a limit to Gust's size and power. Moreover, the opponent's weight and size had to be considered. Beyond a certain point, Pokemon could not be trapped inside the tornadoes.

Over time, Icarus will increase Gust's range and power as he becomes more proficient with it and increases his aptitude for flying-type energy.

Lucas moved away from the battlefield. He wanted the Rattata's attention on Icarus and not him. The last thing he wanted was to be bitten by a Pokemon again.

"Use Gust again," Lucas instructed.

Since Icarus was outnumbered, it was better to attack at a distance. As far as he knew, the Rattata had no way to reach Icarus when he was flying. All five of them were level three or level two. He did not know how that correlated with how many moves they had, but he assumed they had fewer than Icarus.

The five Rattata recovered and stood up. Icarus executed Gust again, but this time he focused on the level three Rattata in front of the group. There was no time for it to react. The two tornadoes combined shortly before striking the Rattata, increasing its size. Lucas blinked. He was unaware that such a thing was possible.

Rattata was lifted into the air and trapped in the vortex. Due to its small size, it could be stuck there until the tornado lost momentum. Icarus did not need to control the tornadoes any further, and he could let them run their course.

The remaining Rattata rushed towards Icarus and leapt into the air. White energy swirled around them as they executed a move - Tackle. Two of them collided with each other as they tried to hit Icarus. Dazed, they fell to the ground.

That was hilarious. They needed to work on teamwork.

Icarus flapped his wings and rose higher, avoiding the remaining two. The Rattata's momentum ended and they plummeted to the ground.

"Quick Attack," Lucas called, seeing an opportunity. "Hit them as they fall."

Icarus dived downwards. As he accelerated, he was enveloped in white energy. He scored a direct hit on one of the Rattata in the air. It squeaked as it was sent flying and thumped into the ground. It did not rise again. Above its head, the UI revealed that its condition had changed to unconsciousness.

The tornadoes ended, and the Rattata trapped inside dropped to the ground. It was also out for the count. There were only three more Rattata left.

Lucas checked Icarus' condition. It had fallen from Excellent to Great. Icarus had not suffered damage, but his condition had deteriorated. There was a reason for this. A Pokemon's condition determines its overall health and energy. Even if a Pokemon remained untouched in a fight, their condition would slowly deteriorate as they spent energy.

The three Rattata attacked Icarus again. It was a waste of time. They continued to attack Icarus, but he was out of reach. Icarus eliminated them one by one until all five were strewn across the ground. What a disappointment.

"Good work, Icarus," Lucas called.

Icarus flew down and landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his ear. Lucas checked his status to see he had gained two hundred and fifty experience. Then he checked Icarus' as well.

So fifty for each Rattata I defeated. Icarus received the same.

What was considered a defeat anyway? Was it when he knocked a Pokemon unconscious? What if the Pokemon fled? Would that be considered defeat? Were the wild Pokemon smart enough to flee? The Rattata had a wild nature and attacked even though they were clearly outmatched. It could be a trait of their species, or something else.

Lucas spent his experience points and levelled up to three. He gained another skill point and reached two-thirds of the way to the next level. It was easy to level up now, but the amount of experience needed kept increasing. He didn't know what the benefit of increasing his level was beyond gaining skill points. Maybe he should check his guidebook later.

"That was a good battle considering you were outnumbered," Delia said, approaching with her Pokemon beside her.

"Having a flying-type Pokemon is an advantage at lower levels," Lucas said, pressing his lips together.

"You look disappointed in the fight," Delia observed.

"I am," Lucas said. "They fought like a pack of wild beasts. There was no thought or cohesion behind their attacks. Are Pokemon really that stupid?"

"They were low-level Pokemon," Delia said. She took out a compact device from her purse.

It was a Pokedex. Lucas looked at Delia with envy. If he wanted to get his hands on one of those, he would need to spend a lot of Pokedollars.

She pointed the device at the unconscious Pokemon and the A.I. read their levels out loud. Lucas wasn't surprised that there was a method to determine a Pokemon's strength in this world. How did they determine it? Was it accurate? Did it match the accuracy of his Insight skill?

Lucas asked as they walked, "Does a Pokemon's level affect their intelligence?".

"Yes. There are numerous studies that have shown that power does affect intelligence. You have to be careful not to confuse intelligence with human behaviour, though. They are still extremely ferocious. Wild Pokemon will kill you, no matter how intelligent they may be."

"I get it," Lucas said. "Even if they are intelligent, their thinking is different from humans. They consider us food rather than companions. Until you train them at least."

"Exactly. There are other factors that determine a Pokemon's intelligence," Delia said. She gestured to her three Pokemon. "Who do you think is the smartest out of these three? They are all within the same level range."

Lucas studied the three Pokemon; Mr Mime, Chansey, and Poliwrath. There was no obvious difference between the three. He interacted with all three over the past couple of weeks. They communicated their thoughts and desires well enough, even though they couldn't speak to him directly. There must be something that separates them.

He then had a thought. Is it really that simple? Was the Pokemon type a factor?

"It's Mr Mime," Lucas said. "She is a psychic-type Pokemon. Psychic attacks utilise the mind, so it stands to reason that she is more intelligent as a result."

Mr Mime gave him a thumbs up

"Correct," Delia smiled. "Although psychic-type Pokemon are a special case. The other types are about equal in intelligence, although dragon types are considered the second smartest after psychic types. There may also be species that are smarter due to their biology."

Delia fell back again to give Lucas more opportunities to battle as they approached the forest. He encountered two more groups of Rattatas. Based on the evidence presented so far, Rattata travelled together as a pack.

They did not trouble Icarus at all, although he spent a lot of energy defeating them. As a result, his condition further deteriorated, so Lucas returned him to his Pokeball to rest. While they were in their incorporeal state, they recovered faster. A side benefit of keeping Pokemon in their Pokeballs.

Lucas levelled up again and earned another skill point. He spent Icarus' experience points and it was just enough to level him up to level six. Now, he could train Icarus further and improve his stats. He still couldn't figure out how to increase Icarus' Luck. Did he have to score a critical hit to increase it?

Delia rejoined him when he got close to the forest's outskirts. The Pokemon inside were a few levels higher overall and would be a challenge for Icasrus, especially if he faced more than one opponent.

They entered the forest. As they moved further through the trees, Lucas looked around nervously. There were several unfamiliar sounds that immediately put him on edge. Somewhere, a bird Pokemon called, and several others answered. There was a buzzing noise in the distance, which sounded like an oversized insect.

The forest was a different environment from the open fields. The trees were redwoods, tall large evergreen conifers that were broad at the base and tapered at the top. They were spaced a few feet apart, so there was plenty of room to move between them. Because the trees didn't have wide canopies, plenty of sky was exposed. As a result, the forest was well-lit and easy to navigate.

Mr Mime and Chansey were in the vanguard position while Poliwrath was at the rear. Delia told Lucas to keep close because it was easier to be ambushed in the forest. After a few minutes of walking, Mr Mine pointed up at a tree.

Lucas looked up and saw a Pokemon hanging from a branch. It was shaped like a pinecone and had huge eyes. What a strange-looking Pokemon.

"What Pokemon is that?" Lucas asked.

"That is a Pineco," Delia said."It's originally from Johto, but when the two regions were combined, Pokemon were mixed between the two regions. Although there are some Pokemon still exclusive to the two areas, many unique Pokemon have been lost to each."

Lucas nodded. He had read up on the history of Johto's assimilation into Kanto after the war ended. It was a fascinating read, and it spoke of the human's ability to adapt against insurmountable odds.

After the war, the Johto region was devastated on many fronts. The region's population was most affected by the fallout from weapons of mass destruction. Not only did they lose the most soldiers in the war, but a nearby town was destroyed in the conflict, killing over ninety per cent of its inhabitants. It was the most tragic event of the war. The result of mankind's careless disregard for human and Pokemon lives.

They could have recovered over time, but the new mandates Arceus decreed devastated their economy. Out of the four regions of Kanto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Johto, it was the latter that generated most of its revenue from the manufacturing industry. They had the largest population, and the infrastructure to maintain an ambitious production schedule. If he compares it to his old world, China would be a good example.

Overnight, their economy crashed when the Legendaries destroyed their factories and manufacturing plants. Their situation was dire, so they sought assistance from other regions.

First, they looked to Hoenn, their war allies. However, now that all their trade agreements were defunct, Hoenn had no interest in helping them. In fact, the region became isolationist and withdrew from the rest of the world. This was made easier because it was an island nation separate from the main continent.

Johto turned to Sinnoh for help next. Unfortunately, Sinnoh faced its own problems. Not only were they suffering from Arceus' decree, but also a political war broke out within their own region. Two different factions vied for control of the region, and it took several years for the situation to calm down.

Johto had no choice but to go to the last region they wanted help from the least, Kanto. They were the first two regions to start the war and had the greatest enmity for each other. But Johto had no choice. The two regions entered negotiations, and Kanto came out on top since it was in the superior position to begin with.

In the agreement, the regions were combined and renamed Kanto. The Johto parliament was abolished and Saffron City became the capital city of its combined regions. Johto kept the names of the towns and cities. Furthermore, their culture was preserved. Considering that the region faced poverty and its people were about to starve, things could have been worse.

Lucas turned his attention back to Pineco as they passed beneath it. He was worried that the Pokemon would drop from its branch and attack them. Fortunately, Pineco appeared disinterested to attack them. Although he wasn’t sure how effective the Pokemon would be in battle. Could it move properly to attack and defend itself?

He activated the Insight skill to view the Pokemon’s parameters. The information it gave was not very helpful. He quickly opened his menu and looked at his skill points. Should he spend two points to level it up? If it meant getting more information out of Pokemon, then it was worthwhile. In the future, it should help him with the Breeding profession.

During the early stages, he was able to level up easily, so earning more skill points wasn’t an issue. Deciding to take the plunge, he spent two skill points and levelled the skill up. It left him with one skill point.

He examined the Pokemon again. Bold text highlighted the new information.

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Species: Pineco; Bagworm Pokemon

Gender: Male

Status: Wild

Favorability: ----

Favourite Food: Pine Sap

Condition: Excellent

Threat Level: Low

Level: 7

Next: [56/100%]

Current Level: Potential Achieved?: No

Special Ability: Sturdy

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Attack: 20

Special Attack: 15

Defence: 30

Special Defence: 20

Speed: 15

Luck: 2

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Moves:

Tackle

Protect

Self-Destruct

Description: A Pineco hangs from a tree branch and waits for prey. While eating, if someone shakes its tree, it falls to the ground and suddenly explodes.

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The information he received from examining a Pokemon had increased, but not significantly. Out of all the new information, knowing a Pokemon's special abilities was the most exciting thing. Identifying Pokemon's favourite foods may also be useful when raising Pokemon. Would it help improve his favourability with Icarus? He reminded himself to check his partner's parameters later to see what his favourite food was.

Pineco wasn’t completely helpless. It knew the move Explosion. Which is a very handy move in an emergency. Pineco was a defensive Pokemon, suitable for any team. It would increase his survivability when outside exploring. Maybe he should return at a later date to capture one.

Lucas was interested in adding more Pokemon to his team, but it would have to wait until he had more Pokedollars on hand. Feeding Icarus was expensive. Not to mention, he would have to purchase more Pokeballs to capture the Pokemon. The most common type sold for fifteen hundred Pokedolars each. Furthermore, there was no guarantee that it would capture a Pokemon either, as there were a number of factors that factored into determining a successful capture. There were also type-specific Pokeballs that increased the odds of success, though they were more expensive.

For the next couple of hours, Delia led Lucas through the forest. The size of the forest surprised him. How did Delia get him to Pallet Town so quickly when he was fatally wounded? It didn't seem like he had that much time left to live with so much venom coursing through his veins.

Through the gaps in the trees, he could see the mountains looming ahead. Somewhere in their depths was the gorge from which he first entered this world.

There better not be another Arbok hiding inside. If he never encountered the species again, it would be too soon.

They reached a clearing devoid of trees. A group of boulders stood in the centre. Delia called a halt so they could take a break. Lucas was thankful, as he was exhausted. Although his leg recovered, it wasn't used to vigorous exercise yet. Thankfully, the terrain was fairly flat, making it easier for him.

"It should be another hour before we reach the cave," Delia said. She took out a bottle from her bag and gulped some water down. Lucas did the same.

"Are there any high-level Pokemon in the forest?" Lucas asked.

"Further north," Delia answered. "At the point where the forest borders the Viridian Forest. Of course, that doesn't mean high-level Pokemon aren't occasionally found in the forest. Although the Pokemon Rangers do their part, their resources and manpower are finite. They respond as fast as they can whenever a high-level Pokemon needs to be cleared out."

"So, we must remain alert."

"Always."

An hour later, they reached the foot of a small cliff. The rock face was covered in green creeping plants that trailed down to the ground. Mr Mime parted some of them to reveal a narrow cave entrance. Beyond a few steps, it was shrouded in darkness.

Delia took out a torch and switched it on. She shone the light into the cave, revealing a high ceiling and smooth grey walls. From what he could see, the passage remained fairly straight, as if it had been shaped by humans.

“Be careful,” Delia said. “There may be some Zubats residing on the ceiling. I encountered them last time I was here.”

Mr Mime pointed above them. “Mr Mime.”

She erected two purple barriers above their heads. If they were suddenly attacked from above, their safety would be guaranteed.

“What a great idea,” Delia said, patting Mr Mime on the back.

They stepped into the cave and walked down the narrow passage. Besides their footsteps, the cave was eerily silent. Lucas strained his eyes to see beyond the torchlight, but everything was enveloped in darkness. It was not difficult to imagine a Pokemon lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to ambush them.

They walked through the passage for ten minutes before reaching the other side. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief that they hadn’t been attacked as they walked through the cave. Although he was sure Delia’s Pokemon could handle any Pokemon they encountered, it wasn't ideal to fight in such close quarters.

Ahead of him was the familiar long narrow gorge filled with foliage and sheer cliff faces. A phantom pain shot through his leg. Lucas grimaced and massaged it until it disappeared. Just seeing the gorge was enough to trigger the horrific memories of the attack

“Are you sure the Arbok is gone?” Lucas asked nervously.

Delia placed a hand on his shoulder in support. “I am sure. Even if it was still here, my Pokemon would be able to take care of it.”

“Okay. Then let’s harvest the berries.”

“The first group of trees is nearby,” Delia said.

They walked along the bottom of the gorge for a few minutes, finding the trees around a sharp bend. There were five trees, and all of them were bursting with hundreds of berries.

Lucas tried to count the berries on one tree but soon lost count. “How much is there on each tree?”

“About three hundred,” Delia said. “There is probably more than that because I haven’t harvested them in a while.”

“Now that the Arbok is gone, shouldn’t there be more wild Pokemon eating them?"

“Pokemon have different tastes,” Delia said. She pulled a cloth bag from her purse and unfolded it. “There are a few Pokemon in this area that like Oran berries, but others don’t. Furthermore, a diet of Oran berries is not healthy for Pokemon, so they eat them in moderation.

Delia climbed into the nearest tree and sat on a sturdy branch. She started picking the berries efficiently, demonstrating her experience.

Lucas grabbed his Pokeball off his belt and summoned Icarus.

“Can you keep a lookout while we harvest the berries?” Lucas asked his partner.

Icarus chirped and soared into the air. He chose a small outcropping above them and perched on it. From there, he could see wild Pokemon approaching from all directions.

After emptying his own backpack of supplies, Lucas chose another tree to work on. Delia’s Pokemon chose the remaining trees and got to work.

He quickly got into the rhythm of picking berries. It wasn’t too difficult, as Oran Berries were firm, so it took a lot of force to crush them. The mundane task soon had his mind wandering. He was thinking about his plans and ideas for the future.

Once his pack was full, he emptied it into the giant basket on Poliwrath's shoulders. It took them half an hour to pick all of them, and Poliwrath's basket was already half full.

“Let’s move on to the next one,” Delia said.

The two continued on through the gorge. They encountered a few wild Pokemon along the way, all around levels seven to ten. It seems they took up residence after the Arbok relocated. There was a mixture of Pidgey, Spearow, and Beedrills. Since they were fully evolved Pokemon, they were the highest level among the three. Lucas let Delia’s Pokemon scare them off since they were all flying-type Pokemon. Icarus would lose any advantage he had against them, so he wasn't sure he could handle it.

Lucas stopped as he spotted a new Pokemon in the grass ahead of him. It was a Metapod. It sat there, motionless.

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Species: Metapod; Cocoon Pokemon

Status: Wild

Favourability: ----

Favourite Food: Banana Leaves

Condition: Great

Level: 8

Next: [34/100%]

Current Level: Potential Achieved?: No

Special Ability: Shed Skin

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The Pokemon only had one move. Harden. If there was ever a Pokemon that got the short end of the stick when it came to their evolution, it was Metapod. The only saving grace was that its evolutionary line evolved quickly. How could it raise stats other than defence when it could only take damage? On the other hand, there was nothing suggesting it couldn't have more moves. Maybe it was a dud Pokemon.

This will give him some easy experience.

Delia must have noticed his interest. “I will leave the Metapod for you to deal with.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” Lucas said. “Icarus, send that Medapod flying with Gust.”

Icarus flapped his wings and a bluish-white energy manifested on his wings. He conjured up two small tornadoes and launched them at Metapod.

Metapod responded by using Harden, and a sheen covered its body as the effect took effect. Its defence had been raised.

The cyclones struck the Metapod, but couldn't move it. The Metapod was like a giant boulder in a storm. Whether it was the lack of power behind the attack, or Metapod’s defence playing a crucial role, remains to be seen. Still, it wasn't untouched. The two cyclones continued to grind themselves against the Pokemon, doing a moderate amount of damage to its body.

As a result, Metapod's condition decreased by one step. It was weak to flying-type energy, so it's not surprising.

“Tackle,” Lucas ordered.

The Metapad used Harden again.

Pidgey flew down and struck the Pokemon with his body. This time, the Metapod was affected and sent backwards. It was followed by the two tornadoes. Despite the direct hit, Metapod’s condition had not deteriorated again. Although Tackle was effective in knocking it back, the damage output was too weak.

From then on, Lucas ordered Icarus to continue using Gust to grind it down. Unfortunately, Icarus could only summon two tornadoes at a time. Although he could release control of them and use other moves, Gust didn't count.

Pidgey released another Gust. When the attack struck Metapod, it flinched and was sent flying. Its condition immediately changed to unconsciousness and it fell to the ground. Lucas was confused about what had happened. Was that a critical hit?

Icarus chirped and did a barrel roll to celebrate his victory. His condition had fallen from Excellent to Moderate. The latter was the next level down from Great. With how much effort it took to defeat one, Icarus could only face three Metapods before he needed to rest. Especially when the Metapods kept spamming Harden.

Lucas blinked as a white light emerged from the Metapod. What was going on?

“It’s evolving,” Delia exclaimed.

Metapod turned completely white, and its shape changed. First, its body shrunk slightly, and then two huge wings unfurled from the sides. The bottom transformed into tiny feet, and the head changed to a round shape. The white glow disappeared and Butterfree came out of its cocoon. It flew up into the air as if it was drunk. Perhaps it had to get used to its new form first.

“I always wanted a Butterfree,” Delia said with a smile. “But I have kept putting it off for one reason or another. They have wonderful scents and enhance the effects of flowers in their vicinity. Do you mind?”

“No, it’s all yours,” Lucas said.

“Thank you,” Delia said. “Chansey, I need your help to incapacitate Butterfree. Use Sing to put it to sleep.”

Chansey opened her mouth and Lucas tensed in anticipation, but no sound emerged. What the hell? He watched as Butterfree staggered and fell to the ground. It closed its eyes, looking like it had fallen asleep.

“Want to explain why I didn't hear anything?” Lucas asked. It was obvious that the move had worked.

“Chansey can change the frequency at which sound waves register," Delia explained. “She uses a higher frequency people can't hear, but Pokemon can perceive it.”

“Can all Pokemon do that?”

“With enough practice.” Delia retrieved a Pokeball and threw it at the sleeping Butterfree. It was pulled inside the Pokeball. It shook for a few seconds before a sound rang out and the Pokeball stopped moving.

“Yes!” Delia cheered and picked up the Pokeball. Her Pokemon surrounded her, celebrating their new teammate.

While they were busy, Lucas checked his status. He earned one hundred and fifty experience points from that fight. Did that have anything to do with its higher level, or with its evolved form? Lucas grabbed the guidebook from his bag as Delia summoned her Butterfree.

Lucas flipped to the page that explained experience points. From what he understood, wild Pokemon from levels one to ten gave fifty experience points when defeated. However, if it was evolved, it would gain an extra fifty experience per evolution. That meant bug-type Pokemon like Metapod and Butterfree were the best to grind for experience. However, it took a lot of energy to defeat Metapod, so it was probably more efficient to opt for lower-level unevolved Pokemon. Unless he found a more efficient way of overcoming it.

The problem wasn’t Icarus’ Attack stat. His use of flying-type energy was simply too low. It affected how much damage it could deal. Metapod’s method of increasing its defence didn't help either. The irony was, it would probably be easier to damage Butterfree. Since it had a better move set, and was less likely to spam Harden.

Lucas put the book back in his pack. Knowing how experience works was valuable information. He was in a rush to increase his level because he wanted more options available to him. Once he started down the path of a Pokemon Breeder, he imagined the skills he would gain from the profession would boost his capabilities.

The other reason is that he wanted to evolve Icarus before capturing other Pokemon. He wanted to focus on Icarus first before building his team. Eventually, he intended to obtain a female Pidgey and have her produce a Pokemon Egg with Icarus. It would kill two birds with one stone in terms of increasing his Pokemon's strength and producing a high-quality Pokemon Egg to sell.

"Let's get moving,” Delia said. She returned the Butterfree to its Pokeball. Although the presence of the high-level Pokemon got it to behave, it wouldn't help Delia bond with it. She would have to train it when she returned home.

They reached the next group of trees and harvested them. By the time they were finished, Poliwraith's massive basket was filled to the brim. It didn't affect his movement, however, as he still walked as if he wasn't carrying anything.

Between their own packs, and the Pokemon, they only had enough room to harvest one more tree, so they continued forward. They were making good progress, so they decided to finish gathering before they sat down for lunch.

Lucas paused when he spotted the familiar sight of vines hanging from the cliff face. He approached it with a huge lump in his throat. On the grass, there was some dried blood on the ground from where he bled out. He turned away from the sight and took deep breaths.

“Are you going to be okay?” Delia asked.

"Give me a minute,” Lucas said. Icarus pecked at his hair to distract him from his painful memories.

After a moment, Lucas turned back to Delia. “I’m good. I know there is a berry tree not far from here, so we are almost done.”

Delia nodded and moved forward. Once they reached the last tree, they quickly harvested it and sat down to eat lunch.

They fed their Pokemon first before eating the sandwiches Delia had prepared. Lucas looked for a topic to discuss to distract him from his thoughts.

“So, Ash told me about becoming a Pokemon trainer when he turns ten.”

Delia grimaced and placed her sandwich down. “I am not surprised he told you. He doesn’t want to tell his mother how badly he wants to leave when he turns ten. He is too considerate for his own good.”

Have you considered joining him on his journey?" Lucas asked.

“Yes. But it’s a dangerous world out there. More so from humans than any Pokemon. I don’t think I can keep him safe on my own.”

Lucas thought for a moment. There was an idea that he has been mulling over for a while. But if he was hoping to succeed, he would have to move at a much faster pace.

“Tell me,” Lucas said seriously. “If I got close to your Pokemon team’s level of strength, would you bring me along on Ash's journey? Do you think that would be enough to ease your mind?”

So, what do you think? I have been thinking of Lucas joining Ash on his journey, but not to compete in the league. A way to gather more Pokemon and experience as he grows as a Pokemon Breeder.

Thanks for reading.