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.

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6. Chapter 6: E-Rank

My escort and I took the nearest magnet train to the trainer district. We rode the train in silence. All I could think about at the moment was Phillip. "That could have been me," I thought. "I got lucky today. I could have easily suffered the same fate as Phillip. Rest in peace Phillip."

We reached the trainer district station and quickly disembarked. He led me to the Center and took me to the cafeteria. The room was half-full with trainers eating their dinner. I quickly spotted the Gym Leader at a table with other high ranking trainers. At another table I saw Hugo eating while some other trainers spoke to him. Everyone turned to look at us when we entered the room.

My escort walked up to the Gym Leader and said, "he passed." He handed Muliere the pokeball with my Poochyena in it and left the room. Muliere inspected the pokeball for a moment before standing.

"Congratulations on passing your Ordeal," he said to me. Many of the other trainers called out their congratulations as well. "Have a seat," he said as he gestured to the table where Hugo sat. "Once we're done with dinner, I'll need to talk to you and your friend." He sat back down and continued his meal.

I walked over to Hugo and sat down on the empty chair next to him. A moment later the night manager Annabelle walked up and put a tray of food down in front of me. "On the house," she said. She smiled at me before walking back into the kitchen. I dug into the meal.

Hugo stared at me for a moment. "So you passed huh?" he asked.

"Yep," I said after swallowing. "You?"

"Yep," he responded.

"Any news on Phillip?" I asked him.

"No," was all he said.

I stared at my tray before looking around. "Where's Ginnette?" I asked.

"In the barracks sleeping most likely," he answered. "She didn't pass. Came back bloodied without a captured Pokemon."

I felt sorry for Ginnette. "So she'll have to try again tomorrow," I said to myself.

"I guess so."

One trainer at the table spoke up. "So what did you catch kid?" he asked.

"A Poochyena," I answered.

Everyone at the table stopped eating to look at me. "A Poochyena?" one asked. "How did you manage that? You don't look like you came across any hunting groups."

"I didn't," I said. "I got lucky. It was a scouting group. There were only two Poochyena. I caught one and chased the other one off."

"Lucky is right," the first trainer said. "And not just because you survived an encounter with some Dark types."

I turned to look at him. "What do you mean?" I asked him.

He began to lecture me. "Like all Dark type Pokemon, Poochyena are extremely vicious. Most Dark types are very difficult to tame, especially for a rookie like yourself. However, Poochyena and Mightyena are pack Pokemon. They live in structured groups with the Alpha Mightyena on top, the Beta Poochyena and Mightyena under the Alphas and the Omega Poochyena on the bottom of the social group. If the Poochyena you caught was part of a scouting group, that means it was most likely a Omega. That gives you a slight edge when it comes to taming it."

"How so?" I asked.

"If it is a Omega, that means that it is used to submitting to Alphas, Betas, and any Omegas who happened to be stronger that it. When it comes time for you to tame it, just prove to it that you are the Alpha of its new pack. You can't feel any fear towards it for even a second. Be firm with it and never back down from it. Once you get it to submit to you and show you its underbelly you will have one loyal Pokemon."

"What if it decides to challenge me as it gets stronger?" I asked.

"Once it submits to you it wont challenge your authority unless you give it any reason to think you are weak. If it evolves into a Mightyena it might try a show of dominance to take the Alpha position away from you. If that happens you just have to stare it down without any fear and force it to submit again," he said. "Simple as that."

I thought about everything that he told me as I finished up my food. Once I was done I turned to Hugo. "So what Pokemon did you get?" I asked him.

"I caught a Zubat," he said sourly.

"Is there something wrong with it?" I asked after a moment.

"I hoped to catch an Aron," he responded.

"Why would you-" I cut myself off when he turned to glare at me. "Never mind. So I guess you didn't come across any?"

"No," he said. "But I did come across a Roggenrola that I tried to catch. That's how this happened," he said as he raised his broken arm. "It clipped me with Rock Blast. I managed to get away from it and decided to cut my loses. As I was leaving the cave I was in I spotted the Zubat sleeping on a wall. I tossed a pokeball and caught it easily."

"Sounds like you had it easier than I did," I told him.

"Really?" he asked as he looked at his broken arm.

"Really," I said. "At least you didn't have to deal with any angry Mankeys or hungry Persians or Joltiks."

That got the attention of everyone at the table again. After some begging they persuaded me to tell the whole story. I told them everything that happened to me in the forest while we all finished dinner. After a while, the Gym Leader stood up and addressed the room.

"It's getting late. The cafeteria will be closing soon and I'm sure some of you have some early morning missions. Time to clear out." Everyone stood up and began clearing the room. Hugo and I walked up to him as everyone was leaving. "Come with me," he said.

He led us both to the computer room. There were no other trainers there. Once he closed the door he turned to us. "Once again, congratulations on passing your Ordeals. As of right now you both are officially E-rank Pokemon trainers." He sat at one of the computer stations and pulled out three cards from his pocket and well as our two pokeballs and two trainer armbadges. One of the cards had S-rank stamped on the front while the other two had E-rank stamped. He swiped the S-rank card on the side of the computer and opened the trainer account app. He then placed one of the pokeballs in a slot in the device next to the computer. A picture of a Zubat popped up on the screen along with some information under it.

Muliere found the appropriate E-rank card and swiped it on the computer. He entered some information and the pokeball device lit up. After a moment we could see the button on the pokeball turn from blue to white. He removed the pokeball from the device and repeated the process with the other card and pokeball. When he finished with that he closed his account and turned back to us.

"Here," he said. He handed us each our respective pokeball as well as one of the cards and armbadges. "He are your Pokemon, trainer cards, and armbadges. You must have your trainer card and armbadge with you always. The armbadges are to show everyone that you are a Pokemon trainer. This is mostly to keep the civilians happy. The like to know when they are in the presence of any of us. That way they can quickly and quietly leave the area," he said sourly. "As if at any moment, we will just release our Pokemon and order them to maul them to death."

"The trainer cards are your primary form of identification. It lets others know what trainer rank you belong to and allows you to take on missions of the appropriate ranks. It also doubles as a debit card. When you complete a mission you must go to the mission office in the central district to receive your pay. The money you get from the successful mission is deposited directly into your trainer account. The trainer card is the only way to gain access to that money. If you lose the card you will have to come to the Center to have a new one issued. A fee will be taken out of your account to cover the cost of the replacement card," he said.

"Of course," he continued, "at your current rank you are not eligible to take on any missions. You will have to be promoted to D-rank first. I suggest you work hard the next few days to tame your new Pokemon. When you think that you are ready for the next rank, just head to my Gym and request a D-rank promotion exam. I will test you and your Pokemon to see if you have what it takes to start taking missions. If I don't think you are ready then you can always retake the exam after you give your Pokemon a bit more training. Any questions?" he asked us. We both shook our heads.

"Then you should get some rest. Tomorrow You will have to begin trying to tame your new Pokemon. I hope to see you both in my Gym soon," he said. Just before he left the room he stopped to turn to us. "Before I forget," he said. "Did either of you two have any unused pokeballs left over from your Ordeals?"

"None," Hugo said.

"One," I said.

"That pokeball now belongs to you. Tomorrow morning you should go to the Pokemart and have them register the ball to your trainer account. That way, once you have your Pokemon trained up a bit, you will be able to go out and catch another Pokemon without having to purchase another ball," he said to me. I looked happy about this while Hugo just looked annoyed.

"The backpacks and the items inside them now belong to you both as well. Think of them as a gift from me to welcome you both into the ranks of Pokemon trainers," he said to both of us. After that, Muliere turned around and left us alone.

We looked at each other for a moment. I checked the clock on the wall for the time. "It's getting late," I said. "Today was a long day for both of us. I'm heading to bed. I want to get up early to begin working with my Poochyena."

"Good idea," he said.

We both headed to the barracks and quickly went to bed. I stayed up late staring at the top bunk above me thinking about everything that happened today. Eventually, I closed my eyes and finally fell asleep.

 
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