Pokemon: Chaotic World

It's a whole new world. A world were Pokemon and their trainers are something to be feared. This is the story of a new trainer who must survive his new life as a Pokemon trainer and leave the life that he has known behind. Watch as he struggles through a Pokemon world unlike any that you know. AU Pokemon World.



14. Chapter 14: New Developments

We were up early next morning for another group training session. After breakfast we headed straight for the training grounds. I let one of the others pick where we would train this time. After a small argument, Hugo let Ginnette pick the training ground we would use. She selected a large grassland training ground.

"This looks just like the field where I captured Tumbleweed," she told us.

"It looks like a good place to train," I said.

"Whatever," Hugo said. "Let's just get started. I don't have a too long before I have to start heading to District Nine."

We all called out our Pokemon. Tumbleweed flew lazy circles around Ginnette like he normally does. Bitey landed on Hugo's arm after he held it out. Shade bounded up to me as soon as he appeared and started barking at me.

"I know," I told him. "You didn't get a lot of time outside your pokeball yesterday. I'll make it up to you today. We'll train half of the day then I'll let you wander the training grounds later."

"How did you know what he meant?" Ginnette asked me.

I shrugged. "I don't know," I said. "I just seem to be able to get what he's saying."

"I think you're full of it," Hugo said.

Ginnette glared at him. "Nobody asked you for your opinion," she said.

I interrupted before he had a chance to retort. "Let's not fight," I said. "We came out here to train, remember? I want to get started soon."

"Fine," they said.

Before we began we decided to let our Pokemon eat breakfast first. Ginnette gave Tumbleweed some water and dug up some earth so he can photosynthesize his food. I gave Shade some of his dry food and water while Hugo gave Bitey the last of the dry fruit.

"Good thing I have a mission today," he said. "I need to get another bag of fruit."

"Or you can take him hunting," I suggested

"Or you can have him use Leech Life and feed on you," Ginnette teased.

"Funny," he told her sourly.

I turned to Hugo. "Ginnette and I already know what we're working on today. What are you going to be doing?"

"Come to think of it," Ginnette said. "You haven't even told us what attacks Bitey knows."

"He already knew Leech Life, Supersonic and Bite," he told us. "I just had to get him to listen to those commands. I also got him to learn Wing Attack. It was pretty easy to teach him that. I've decided to take a page out of your book and try to teach him Hidden Power. That will give him a bigger variety of attacks I hope."

"It took Shade a better part of a day to find his hidden energy," I told him. "Since you have a mission today, I wouldn't count on him learning today."

He shrugged. "I can at least get him started on it."

"True," I said. "I'll be here if you need any help."

"Thanks," he said.

Our Pokemon finished eating and we began training them. Ginnette began trying to teach Tumbleweed Sleep Powder while I helped Hugo get started on Hidden Power. He took my advice and sat with Bitey while he concentrated on finding his hidden energy. I watched them for a bit then moved to where Shade was watching. I leaned down to pet him.

"We're going to take it easy today buddy," I told him. "I only want you to try to learn Snarl attack today. Okay?"

He barked an affirmative.

"Alright," I said. "This should be a relatively easy attack for you to learn. It's partially a sound based attack and partially an energy based one. You already know how to draw your own Dark energy and you can use Howl so I figure you won't have a problem with this. I want you to try gathering your energy and release it from your mouth as you give a loud snarl. Understand?"

He barked again.

"Alright then," I said. "Let's get to it."

The first hour of training passed by quickly. It only took Shade three tries before he successfully released his first Snarl attack. Visible sound waves coated in Dark energy were released from Shade's mouth. Unfortunately, it was unfocused and not aimed at a general direction so it spread in a circle. The rest of us all got hit with it. Tumbleweed and Bitey were both knocked back while Ginnette, Hugo and I were brought to our knees. I could almost feel my internal organs shaking.

"Watch it Jacob!" Hugo yelled.

"Sorry!" I yelled back. "I didn't know it would do that! We'll work on aim now that he can actually do it."

He grumbled and went back to training Bitey. Ginnette gave me an encouraging smile and turned back to Tumbleweed. I turned back to Shade.

"Good work," I told him. "But you have to learn to aim at a specific target or area. Unless, of course, you are surrounded by enemies. In that case I want you to release the attack just like you just did."

He barked confirmation again.

I lead him away from the others for a few feet and stopped in front of a training dummy.

"Try Snarl again while aiming the energy towards the dummy," I told him.

It took him two tries this time. Just like the first time, he released the attack in a circle around him. Fortunately, I was the only one affected this time. Unfortunately, it took me a bit longer to shake off the attack this time. I guessed that the attack did more damage to your organs each time it was used on you without having a chance to recover. I stood up once I was steady again and move back several feet.

"Keep trying," I told him.

It took Shade several more tries before he successfully released a focused Snarl attack at the Dummy. I saw it shake for several seconds before it stopped with no visible damage.

"It didn't really do anything," a voice said behind me.

I turned around to see Ginnette standing behind me. Tumbleweed was standing on her left shoulder. They were both watching the training dummy Shade just attacked.

"I think it only affects living organisms," I told her. "Or nonliving in the case of Ghost types. It is supposed to be super effective against that type."

"It definitely affected us," she agreed.

"Yeah," I said. "What's up? Are you taking a break from training?"

"No," she said. "I just wanted to show you guys something but I didn't want to interrupt Hugo."

I glanced over to Hugo and saw him sitting totally focused on Bitey. I turned back to Ginnette.

"What did you want to show me?" I asked.

"Watch," she said. She turned to Tumbleweed. "Ready?"

In response Tumbleweed hopped of her shoulder. He flew a few feet away from us and began to hover in place.

"Sleep Powder!" she said.

Tumbleweed began flying in circles. Glittering blue powder began to fall from his body.

"He finally learned it!" I exclaimed.

"Yep," she said. "It took longer to learn than I would like to admit though. It took me almost two hours. I didn't think that this attack would give me so much trouble since Hoppip learn it naturally."

"Maybe individuals of any species of Pokemon can learn a different set of attacks," I suggested. "Or maybe they just learn them at their own pace."

"Either way," she said. "He finally learned it so we can move on to trying to learn Bullet Seed."

"Want some help?" I offered.

"What about Shade?" she asked.

"I only wanted to get him to learn Snarl today," I said. "I haven't really given it much thought to the next attack I want him to learn. I'll just get him to work on all the attacks he does know while I help you."

"Alright," she said. "If you're sure."

"Shade," I called him over. "I'm going to help Ginnette for a bit. Do you want to watch or do you want to practice your attacks to make them stronger?"

He thought about it for a moment before turning to the dummy. He barked at it then turned to look at me.

"Alright then," I said. "Start with Snarl. Keep using it on the dummy until you can hit it each try ten times. Then I want you to practice Tackle, Bite, Assurance and Hidden Power in that order. Hit the dummy ten times with each of them. After that I want you to stop and rest. That should be enough training for one day."

He barked again and began the practice session. Ginnette and I went back to were she was training before to work on Bullet Seed with Tumbleweed.

"Any ideas on getting him to learn it?" she asked me.

"No idea," I said. "I haven't looked at the specifics for that attack."

She thought about it for a moment. "From what I remember from the Pokedex app," she began, "he's supposed to somehow form the seeds inside his body and coat them in Grass type energy. Then he spits out several of them at his target."

"Interesting," I said.

"Hey," Hugo called out to us.

We turned to look at him. He walked up to us with Bitey sitting on his shoulder. He had an odd look in his eyes as he looked at us.

"Any luck?" I asked.

"No," he said. "But we're close, I can feel it. I have to get back to the Center though. I want to get ready to head over to District Nine. Don't want to be late for my first mission."

"Good idea," Ginnette said. "You shouldn't give the mission office a bad first impression of you. I hope your mission runs smoothly."

"Thanks," he said. "Are you two going to stay out here training some more?"

"Yes," Ginnette answered. "I finally got Tumbleweed to learn Sleep Powder. Jacob is going to help me teach him Bullet Seed."

"Okay," he said. That odd look was back.

"Why does that bother you?" I thought to myself.

"Well," he said. "I have to go. Good luck with your training."

We wished him luck on his mission and watched him go. I glanced over to Ginnette and saw her eyes lingering on Hugo as he walked away.

"Ah," I thought. "So that's the way the wind blows."

I thought back to every time I saw them both interacting with each other. Hugo's looks and Ginnette's teasing finally made sense.

"Should I help them along?" I thought. I shook my head mentally after a moment. "Better to let them figure it out themselves."

Ginnette and I turned back to Tumbleweed. We did our best to explain to him what it is we wanted him to do. He looked confused at first. We had to explain it a second time before we thought we got our point across. We stood watching as he landed on the ground and closed his eyes. Eventually his little body bloated up a bit and he spit a seed on the ground in front of him.

"Was that it?" Ginnette asked me.

"I doubt it," I said. "Bullet Seed is supposed to impact the target fast and hard isn't it?"

"You're right," she said. "And I didn't see the seed coated in Grass type energy either. He must have just spit out an ordinary seed."

"Huh," I said.

"What?" she asked.

"I wonder if we planted the seed would it eventually grow into another Hoppip," I said. "Isn't that how most plant-like Grass type Pokemon reproduce?"

"Yes it is," she said. "But only female Hoppip can form seeds that can produce more Hoppip. I read up on the species after I captured Tumbleweed. Male Hoppip mate with females and fertilize the seeds and the females find good spots to plant them. Most of the seeds don't get a chance to grow though. There are a lot of Pokemon that eat the seeds for their high nutritional content."

"I did not know that," I said.

"Anyway," she continued. "How do we get him to coat the seeds in Grass type energy?"

"It shouldn't be too hard," I said. "He knows how to concentrate his Grass type energy. That's how he produces Stun Spore and Sleep Powder. He just has to focus that energy on the seeds as he's producing them in his body."

We explained this to Tumbleweed. We watched him concentrate and attempt the attack again. This time the seed he produced shot out of his mouth and half buried itself into the ground. We could see that the part that was sticking out was glowing light green.

"Success," I said.

"Good job Tumbleweed!" she cheered.

"Hoppip," was all he said.

"He could at least look a little excited," I remarked. "I wonder if that lack of emotion is a Grass type trait. Or maybe it's common of the Grass types that are more plant-like and less animal-like."

"Who cares," she said happily. "He finally learned Bullet Seed!"

"Calm down," I said. "He only spit out one seed. He's supposed to be able to spit out several seeds once he's mastered the attack."

"Way to ruin my buzz," she said sourly.

I grinned. "Why don't you have him practice it on a training dummy?" I suggested. "Try to get him to produce the seeds more quickly and while flying. I'm sure he'll be able to produce more at a time the better he gets with the attack."

"Okay," she agreed.

"I'm going to go check Shade," I told her.

She nodded before leading Tumbleweed to a practice dummy. I went over to the dummy Shade was practicing on. Apparently he finished practicing all his attacks while I was helping Ginnette. He was wandering around the training ground while sniffing at the ground and occasionally digging in the dirt. I went to check the dummy and saw that the wood had many cracks in it.

"Shade," I called.

He came over to me.

"Good job," I told him. "No more training today. You deserve a good rest."

He barked happily and started wagging his tail. I gave him some food and water then we took a walk around the training ground.

"I'll need to make sure that I let him relax outside his pokeball for at least a couple of hours between missions," I thought as I watched him enjoy his freedom. "It's too bad I can't leave him out except in the training grounds. Maybe when I finally get my own place I can leave him out while we're inside."

After a hour Ginnette called me over. I watched as Tumbleweed used Bullet Seed again. This time he released three glowing seeds at the dummy. The impact caused it to shake for a few seconds.

"That's the most he's been able to produce so far," she said.

"Not bad," I said. "That should so some damage to most Pokemon. Especially Rock, Ground and Water types."

"I think I'll stop here," she said. "He's worked pretty hard today and deserves a rest."

"Good idea," I agreed. "I promised Shade I'd let him wander the training grounds after training. You want to join us?"

"That sounds fun," she agreed.

We walked around the training grounds while Shade explored and Tumbleweed flew around us. After of while of walking in silence she spoke up.

"How do you think Hugo is doing on his mission?" she asked.

I looked at her. She was staring down at the ground.

"It's a very simple mission," I told her. "I can't see him having any problems. I'm more worried about what's going to happen when he goes to see his mother after he's done."

"I forgot about that," she admitted. "I hope everything goes well with her."

"Me too," I said.

"It's hard when everyone you know and love turns their back on you," she said quietly.

I looked at her again. I almost made the mistake of apologizing again before I stopped myself. I thought about it for a moment before speaking.

"Do you think your parents will ever change their minds about you?" I asked.

"No," she said. "I don't. Do you think your father will ever change his mind?"

"I really hope so," I answered. "But I seriously doubt it."

"At least you have your mother and brother," she said. "You're lucky."

"I can't ever go back to visit them," I reminded her.

"Still," she said. "They support you and you can still contact them. That should count for something."

"I guess," I said. "I'm glad you were able to get passed being chosen and your family disowning you."

"Yeah," she said. "Me too."

I changed the subject. "I forgot to ask," I said. "Did you accept a mission for tomorrow? I know you and Hugo stayed a bit in the computer room last night while you went through the missions requests."

"I did," she said. "Gate guard duty for the morning shift at the north gate."

"Good thing Tumbleweed knows Bullet Seed now," I said. "There's a good chance that you'll have to deal with Rock types outside the north gate."

"That's why I wanted him to learn Bullet Seed before Acrobatics," she said. "I wanted to be prepared for tomorrow."

We walked in silence for a bit more.

"I was wondering," I began. "Are you going to go for a promotion when you're eligible for C-rank or are you going to remain D-rank until you retire."

"I'll take the exam when I think I'm ready," she responded. "I may not be upper class anymore but that doesn't mean I have to live like the lower class. I'm not going to survive on D-rank income."

"Good," I said. "I'm going to go up the ranks as much as I can and I'm sure Hugo will too. I'm glad that you wont end up a washout."

"A washout?" she asked me.

I explained to her everything that Fred and Jack said to me yesterday about D-rank missions and washout trainers. She thought about all of it for a moment.

"That makes sense," she said finally. "The fear of Pokemon is so widespread among the civilians that most of the chosen trainers would want to remain in the rank that will keep them relatively safe. Jack was right too, there aren't enough serious D-rank and C-rank trainers to take on all the daily D-rank mission requests. So in a way it's good that most don't advance."

"I guess," I said before glancing up at the sky. "Let's head back to the Center. I'm getting hungry and I want to wait for Hugo to come back to see how his day went."

"Okay," she agreed.

We both recalled our Pokemon and began walking back to the Center. By the time we got there the sun was starting to set. We went to the cafeteria and got some food. After we were done we just sat there talking for a while. About 30 minutes before the cafeteria closed Hugo finally showed up looking emotionally worn out. He quickly got some food and sat at our table. Ginnette and I let him eat in peace for a bit before Ginnette got the courage to speak up.

"So," she began. "How did it go?"

"Do you mean on my mission or with my mother?" he asked after a moment.

"Both," I said.

"Well," he began. "My mission went smoothly. It was a bit boring actually. No wild Pokemon made an appearance in my area during my shift. I did receive an alert that some Flying Pokemon flew over the wall but they didn't land near me. I had nothing to report to the mission office. It was an easy $50."

"That's good," I said. I paused for a moment. "What about your mother? Did you go see her?"

"I did," he said.

"And?" Ginnette asked. "How did it go?"

"Pretty much how I expected it to go," he responded. "As soon as she saw me she broke down crying. I had to calm her down. Then once she stopped crying she got angry. I did my best to explain my reasons to her over her yelling. When I finally got through to her she began quietly crying again. I began to explain again and she finally understood that I did what I thought was best for the whole family."

"So she's fine with you being a trainer then?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say she's fine with it," he said. "But she's definitely not going to disown me."

"That's good," I said.

"I'm happy for you," Ginnette said.

"Thanks," he said.

"What about your sisters?" I asked.

"They were really happy to see me," he said. "They were really worried for me and made me promise that nothing bad would happen to me on a mission. I promised them just to calm them down. I stayed for a little while. I left as they were about to begin eating dinner. I promised my mother I would send them money every week before I left. She said I didn't have to do that but I insisted she accept the money for my sisters' sake if nothing else."

"Then what?" Ginnette asked when he didn't continue.

"I went to the mission office to report my mission completed and the I came back here," he finished.

"Congratulations," I said. "This means that all the trainers in our year group have completed their first missions."

"All the trainers except Phillip," Hugo said. "Poor bastard."

"I forgot about Phillip," Ginnette said. "That could have happened to any of us. I get chills thinking about it."

"Well it didn't happen to us," I said. "Let's not dwell on it. We just have to move forward. No use letting the past weigh us down."

They agreed with me. We talked for a bit longer before I checked the time. It was getting late. I stood up.

"I'm heading to bed," I told them. "My next mission is in the morning. I'm looking forward to this one. Most civilians aren't allowed in the agricultural district. It should be interesting."

"I have to get up early for my mission too," Ginnette said as she stood up. She turned to Hugo. "Are you going to bed soon too?"

"I'm going to the computer room," he said. "There should still be a few missions available for tomorrow. Hopefully I'll find a more interesting one than my first one."

"So you're really going to attempt to take on at least five missions each week?" I asked him.

"Yes," he said. "I'm not just supporting myself. I'm going to help support my sisters. I need to complete as many missions as I can each week. It's too bad I can't accept more than one mission at a time."

"Well try not to stay up too late," I said. "If you do accept a mission then you'll need to be rested."

"I wont," he said.

Ginnette and I said goodnight to him. He said goodnight and went to the computer room. I changed and got into bed. I was asleep in minutes.

Ginnette and I both got up early the next morning and got ready for our missions. Hugo remained in bed. I hoped that meant that either he didn't find a mission or he accepted one in a later shift. I was truly worried that he would burn himself out if he took on too many missions each week. Ginnette and I ate a quick breakfast and then took a magnet train to our mission locations. I disembarked at a station near the entrance of District Eleven.

When I passed through the entrance I asked the first trainer I came across how to get to Section A and where to report in for my mission. He gave me some simple directions to get to the primary guard station for Section A. I made my way there with a few minutes to spare before my mission started. I came to a fairly large guard station that had about two dozen trainers waiting outside. I also saw a large group of civilians, obviously farmers, waiting near the guard station. As I made my way up to the other trainers I heard a vaguely familiar voice speak up.


I turned to the sound of the voice and saw an older female trainer walking towards me. I took me a second to recognize her.

"Jessica?" I asked.

She smiled. "Glad you remember your first supervisor," she said. "I guess we'll be working together again for this mission."

"Are you my supervisor for this mission too?" I asked.

She shook here head. "No," she said. "I'm only C-rank. This district is divided into three sections and each section has its own shift of at least ten trainers. The shift supervisor for each section is usually a B-rank trainer unless there's none available. Most of the trainers are C or B-rank. The mission office just requests D-rank trainers for missions in this district to shore up the numbers."

"I guessed as much," I said.

She checked the time. "You have only a couple of minutes to report in before you're late," she said. "Come on. Maxwell is this way."

"Maxwell," I thought as I followed her. "Could it be?"

Sure enough, Jessica led me to another familiar face. It was Maxwell, the B-rank trainer who helped us prepare for our Ordeals. He was staring at a clipboard in his hand occasionally marking on it.

"Max!" Jessica called. "Here's the last member of our shift."

He turned to look at me then looked at his watch. "Cutting it close there rookie," he said.

"Sorry sir," I said.

He grunted. "The night shift is just about done with their last walk through the fields. Once they're done, you and the others will go to your assigned fields while the farmers begin their work day."

"Hey Max," Jessica began. "I've worked with Jacob before. We have enough today to assign two trainers to each of the fields. Why don't you assign us together. I can show him the ropes."

He grunted again. "Fine," he said. He crossed something out and wrote something else down. "I was going to put him in the cabbage patch but I'll switch him to he corn field with you. Keep an eye on him."

He checked his watch again. "Listen up!" he called. All the trainers immediately stood at attention. "Our shift is about to start! Come up here for your assignments and head out to your fields! Don't forget your radios!"

The other trainers walked up to him for their assignments. I also noticed the farmers make their way to the fields. Jessica grabbed two radios and turned to me. She handed me a radio.

"We have our assignment already," she told me. "Let's head over to the corn field."

I followed her through Section A. I took note of the different fields we passed through. I seemed that each field either grew one kind of vegetable or a group of similar vegetables. Eventually we reached the large corn field. There were already farmers working on it. Jessica reached into her pockets and pulled out three pokeballs. She dropped the pokeballs and released the three Pokemon from within. I recognized the Pachirisu from my first mission. She also had a Sunflora and a Palpitoad.

"Call out your Pokemon," she said to me.

I hesitated. "What about the civilians?" I asked.

"The farmers might not like it but they understand the necessity," she said. "This is not like the normal guard missions. There is a reason that the mission office prefers middle rank trainers to work the missions in this district. With all this food we might as well have signs all over the place saying 'Free Buffet - Pokemon Welcome.' I promise you that you will encounter at least one wild Pokemon on this mission. Mostly we have to deal with Flying Pokemon but Rattatta are a big problem to. They can easily sneak into the city state and hide in the fields. It's best to just have your Pokemon out patrolling with you."

"I see," I said. I called out Shade. "Shade," I told him. "We're going to patrol this corn field." I pointed to Jessica's Pokemon. "These three Pokemon are on our side. If you see any sign of wild Pokemon I want you to howl to alert us. If it tries to escape then I want you to attack it. Aim to kill."

"You learn fast rookie," she said approvingly. She then turned to her Pokemon. "You know the drill," she told them. "Get to it."

All three of her Pokemon immediately turned and moved into the corn field. Shade followed them until I could no longer see any of them among the large stalks.

"Come on," Jessica said. "Let's patrol together for a bit while we talk."

"Okay," I said.

We moved through a path in the corn field, watching the farmers and occasional seeing one of our Pokemon move through the stalks.

"What do you know about District Eleven?" she asked me.

"Other that the fact that we get most of our food here nothing," I told her. "Civilians are not allowed to enter the district except for the farmers. I guess because there is higher risk of running into a Pokemon here than any other district."

She nodded. "Like I said," she began, "all of this food draws many Pokemon from the wilds into the city state. And not all the Pokemon are small or weak. We sometimes get larger or stronger wild Pokemon that manage to make it in here. Last time I took one of these missions we had to deal with a Fearow."

I shuddered at that.

"This district is divided into three sections," she continued. "Section A is where the city state grows its vegetables and herbs. Section B is where we have our fruit orchards. Finally, Section C is where we keep our livestock."

"Livestock?" I asked. "As in Pokemon?"

"Where did you think the city state gets most of the meat that we eat?" she asked. "We keep large numbers of seven different species of Pokemon in Section C. We have two large herds of Tauros and Miltank for beef and milk respectively. We have a large flock of Mareep for lamb and wool. There are several flocks of Torchic for chicken. There is also a drove of Tepig for pork. Finally, we have several artificial lakes filled with schools of Magikarp for fish."

"Wait," I interrupted. "Are these trained Pokemon or are they wild?"

"Well," she began. "None of them belong to any trainers so technically they are not trained Pokemon but neither are they really wild. They are semi tamed at best."

"If they are not completely tamed then what's to stop them from going on a rampage?" I asked. "That many Pokemon can cause a lot of damage to the city state."

"Undoubtedly," she said. "Which is why, except for the Magikarp, the farmers in that section give them feed that has been dosed with a drug every single day. This is a very special drug made from Stun Spore, Sleep Powder and several other substances. It keeps all the Pokemon very sluggish and docile without affecting the quality of the substance we get from them."

"Why not the Magikarp?" I asked.

"Well Magikarp is the weakest species of Pokemon known to man," she explained. "The drug is very expensive and hard to make. It would be a waste of resources to have them drugged when they're no real treat to the farmers."

"What if one of the Magikarp were to evolve?" I asked. "Gyarados is one of the most dangerous Pokemon in the world."

"None of the Pokemon in that section can evolve," she said. "Tauros and Miltank don't have evolved forms so they are not a problem. As for the rest, all the areas that they are kept in are filled with everstones. The radiation from the everstones keep them from evolving."

"Huh," I said. "Do we even need to patrol Section C then? It sounds like the drugs and the everstones keep anything bad from happening there."

"You would think so," she said. "But sometimes one of the Pokemon in that section develops an immunity to the drug and go on the aforementioned rampage. The trainers patrolling there will then have to put it down."

"That's all very interesting," I said.

"I think so," she agreed.

Jessica separated from me soon after to patrol the field elsewhere. She was correct when she told me that Flying Pokemon and Rattatta were a big problem. Several times Shade howled and I went running to his location. Most of those time I arrived to see him attacking a Rattatta. A couple of times Jessica and I had to work together with our Pokemon to deal with a flock of Flying Pokemon. Each time we encountered some wild Pokemon Jessica would whistle loudly and all the farmers in our field would evacuate until the danger had passed.

We each took breaks halfway through the shifts while the other watched the field by themselves. Afterwards we continued with occasional wild Pokemon encounters. This went on for most of the shift until we were nearing our final hour. That's when we heard Maxwell's voice from our radios.

"Attention all trainers patrolling Section A!" he said. "There is an unidentified wild Pokemon in the pumpkin patch that the trainers assigned to that field are having trouble with! One trainer from each field is to make their way there to help them immediately!"

Jessica and I turned to look at each other.

"Go," she said. "I'll watch over the corn field. Go see what the problem is."

I nodded and called Shade to me. We both took off running towards the pumpkin patch. I saw farmers running away from that field looking terrified. I managed to stop one of them as he ran passed me.

"What is it?" I asked him. "What's wrong?"

"Ghost!" he yelled in terror. "Ghost!"

He managed to shake off my hand before running in the direction he was going. I stood frozen in the same spot for a minute before Shade barked to get me moving again. I shook myself before running towards the pumpkin patch again.

"A Ghost Pokemon!" I thought incredulously. "Why did it have to be a Ghost type?"

Ghost type Pokemon are the third most feared type of Pokemon in the world. The only two types more feared are the Dragon and Psychic types. Dragon types are the most feared for their destructive power. Psychic types are feared for their ability to attack the minds of humans leaving them mindless vegetables. Ghost types are feared due to their cruelty. They are known to torment and torture humans to either feed off the negative emotions of just for fun.

All these thoughts ran through my head as I made it to the center of the pumpkin patch. When I got there I saw a half of a dozen trainers and their Pokemon spread out through the field looking for the Pokemon. Maxwell and the rest of the trainers were standing with a terrified farmer questioning him.

"Now tell me slowly," he said. "What did you see?"

The farmer took a deep breath. "We were checking the pumpkins near the center of the patch when one other farmer noticed one of the smaller pumpkins begin to glow," he began. "We didn't know what it was at first so we all went over to check. Once most of us were standing around it started floating and the glow increased. Some of the others began to panic and ran off at that point. I called over the trainers watching over the field but by the time they made it over the pumpkin had already changed into a Pokemon."

Maxwell turned to one trainer standing next to him.

"It was a Pumpkaboo," he told Maxwell. "It must have been a newborn."

"A newborn?" I asked getting every ones attention.

"Pumpkaboo are dual Ghost/Grass type Pokemon," Maxwell began. "A Pumpkaboo is born when a malevolent or mischievous spirit takes possession of a pumpkin. If we are dealing with a newborn then it is hungry. Since they are Ghost/Grass types they can either photosynthesize food the way that most Grass types do or feed of negative emotions the way Ghost types do. Fear is an easy negative emotion that Pumpkaboo can cause in humans so it's probably still here waiting for it's next chance to scare someone. Let's find it quick before it decides to head to one of the residential districts to feed from civilians there."

We all split up to help the trainers already looking. I turned to Shade after I had walked around for a few minutes

"Shade," I said. "Use Odor Sleuth. There is a Ghost Pokemon somewhere in this field. We have to find it."

He barked and began to sniff the air before moving forward slowly. Several times as he was searching he stopped before abruptly turning in another direction. After a few minutes of this he stopped and began to howl. Maxwell and the other trainers ran over to us to see what Shade found. He began growling and barking at the air in front of him just as the other trainers reached us. The air in front of him became distorted for a second and the Pumpkaboo became visible. It was a small Pokemon, about half the size of Tumbleweed.

Some of the trainers began to laugh. Even Maxwell began to chuckle. The Pumpkaboo frowned at them.

"Look at that thing!" one exclaimed. "It can fit in the palm of my hand!"

"It must have been a very weak spirit if it could only possess such a small pumpkin," Maxwell said as he continued to chuckle.

The Pokemon was obviously fed up with the fact that the trainers were laughing at it instead of feeling any fear. It suddenly vanished and a couple of seconds later it appeared right in front of us and let out a shrill scream. It released visible airwaves infused with Ghost energy. We all flinched back as the waves hit us.

"Little bastard!" one trainer yelled. "You're going down!"

He was about to order one of his Pokemon to attack before Maxwell stopped him.

"Wait," he said. "Let's let the rookie handle it."

"What?" I exclaimed.

"I want to see how far you've advance since the last time I saw you," he said. "Deal with this Pokemon quickly. It's almost time for shift change. Don't worry, it most likely only knows how to vanish, turn intangible and use Astonish attack. You should be able to handle it."

I just stared at him before looking at the Pumpkaboo. Then I turned to Shade who was watching me intently. I took a deep breath.

"Shade," I said. "Assurance!"

He darted towards the Ghost type and began to glow with at dark light. As he lunged to strike at it the Pumpkaboo quickly floated out of the way. He began cackling as Shade landed hard and stood up shakily. As Shade turned to face the Ghost type again it vanished again.

"Shade!" I yelled. "Odor Sleuth!"

Shade raised his head and began sniffing the air. He turned in a circle before he started growling while facing to his left.

"Use Snarl!" I yelled.

He used Snarl and released dark sound waves in the direction he was facing. We all winced as we heard a pain filled screech and the Pumpkaboo appeared again. It looked like it was struggling to stay floating and glowing purple liquid started to drip down from the face carved on it's pumpkin half.

"Ectoplasm," Maxwell said. "Liquefied Ghost energy. It's basically their lifeblood. That Snarl attack did a lot of damage. One more should vanquish it."

I was about to order Shade to finish it off before I paused to think for a moment.

"What's wrong," Maxwell said. "Finish it."

I turned to him

"May I capture it?" I asked him.

I obviously surprised him and the other trainers with my request. Maxwell raised an eyebrow and looked at me for a few seconds.

"Are you sure you want him?" he said. "Ghost Pokemon tend to be hard to tame."

"I'm pretty sure that I can use Shade to tame him and keep him in line," I said.

"Go for it then," he said.

I quickly reached into my backpack and took out my spare pokeball. I tossed it to the Pumpkaboo and he was sucked into the ball. It landed on the ground where it began to shake as the button flashed between white and red. It shook for a few seconds before finally stopping. The button on the ball was white showing that it had a captured Pokemon. I picked up the pokeball and stared at it.

"Congratulations rookie," Maxwell said. "It looks to me that you have what it takes to be a serious trainer. I'll look forward to the day when you reach the middle ranks."

The other trainers moved forward to congratulate me and pat me on the back. After a couple of minutes Maxwell yelled at us that we were still on a mission and to return to our fields. Shade and I made it back to the corn field a few minutes before shift change.

"What happened?" Jessica asked me.

I quickly told her everything that happened. She congratulated me for my capture and for getting Maxwell's approval.

"Maxwell is one of the oldest B-rank trainers that still actively takes missions," she said. "He's well respected by the trainers in the lower and middle ranks. Even Muliere and the other higher rank trainers respect him. Don't be surprised if some of the C-rank trainers ask you to team up with them to go on C-rank missions now."

I thought about that as we started walking back to the guard station. I realized that I was alright with what she told me. Teaming up with C-rank trainers would give me experience taking missions out in the wilds while having a more experienced trainer with me if I got in over my head. That would be very much to my advantage.

We returned to the guard station and handed back the radios as the next shift supervisor was handing out assignments. Most of the trainers on my shift headed straight over to the mission office to collect their pay. I went with them and had to sit in the magnet train while the trainers that saw me capture the Pumpkaboo regaled the rest with the story. All of them congratulated me and wished me luck on taming it. After we were done in the mission office we all went our separate ways.

I began to make my way to the Center hoping to find Hugo and Ginnette there. I couldn't wait to tell them everything that happened on my mission.

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