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The gloom of Viridian Forest had not yet fully dispersed. As Ash rushed past the mist with Pidgeot on his back, Charizard's flames had already reduced the last police car to a skeleton.
Three hours later, the Deputy Chief, his right arm wrapped in a bandage, burst into Officer Jenny's office, clutching a photo: "Chief! This kid has crippled half of our fighting force! Nearly two-thirds of our Police Station personnel on duty were injured."
Subsequently, the Viridian City Police Station Deputy Chief, along with several injured Gym Leader-level trainers and regular Police Station personnel, jointly reported Ash's egregious behavior to higher authorities.
They also accused Pewter City Gym Leader Brock of assaulting police officers and Cerulean City Gym Leader Misty of obstructing police officers from performing their duties.
Viridian City Police Station Chief Jenny, while criticizing her Deputy Chief, also chose to report the incident upwards. This was also to maintain her own authority. Ash's actions against the police officers could be said to have thoroughly trampled on Jenny's reputation of many years.
If Ash had been in front of her, she would have even wanted to ask,
"Young man, how dare you? Since when has my Jenny's reputation been so disrespected?"
After careful consideration, Viridian City (primarily for the benefit of Police Station personnel) decided to issue official inquiries (accountability notices) to Pewter City and Cerulean City and report the matter to the Kanto League.
This immediately caused a huge uproar.
When Pewter City Mayor Liam received the accountability fax from Viridian City, he was in the Pewter Gym, tending to Brock's claw wounds on his shoulder and back.
"What a load of rubbish!"
Liam slammed the fax onto the table, making the tea set clatter.
"My man was injured saving a partner, and they have the nerve to send a flimsy piece of paper to hold him accountable!"
"My man did nothing wrong; why should he apologize? The only small mistake was skipping a day of work, and I will handle that myself. In the face of such a major issue, that mistake is as insignificant as a sesame seed. To dare to bully me, Liam, do they really think I'm a pushover?"
Simultaneously, the fax machine at Cerulean Gym in neighboring Cerulean City spat out a document. Misty, who was using an Ice-type Pokémon to soothe her burns, saw the words "obstruction of official duties" and immediately crumpled the fax into an ice ball.
"Disgusting!"
Liam took Brock and headed to the League headquarters.
The Cerulean City Mayor was an old acquaintance of Misty's grandmother. After hearing Misty's account, she pondered for a moment,
"Laney, don't worry about your training. This tribulation, Grandma will bear it for you."
Immediately, she also rushed to the League headquarters.
At the same time, a high-ranking official on duty at the League saw the submitted report, flipped through it, and looked at Ash's face, which seemed somewhat familiar. He paused, then exclaimed,
"Oh my god, this is Professor Oak's disciple! These people are going crazy! I need to notify him quickly!"
In Pallet Town, Professor Oak, in Ash's room, glanced at the sleeping Ash, then turned to Delia,
"Don't tell Ash about the rumors outside these past few days."
"Ash, watch how I, this old man, win this round for you. They think a few quasi-legendary Pokémon eggs are enough to make me abandon my disciple and become a sacrificial lamb to warn others? Hmph, dream on!"
Professor Oak released his old partner, Dragonite, in the open space outside. Dragonite carried him and flew towards the League headquarters.
Meanwhile, in the usually rational Kanto League Senior Conference Room, a commotion erupted. Liam, deliberately timing his arrival, kicked open the door to the League conference room. Behind him, Brock's Gym uniform was seeping blood from his bandages.
"What a load of stinking crap!"
Liam slammed a stack of photos onto the table, each one a photo of police officers attacking Pokémon.
"My man was injured saving a partner, and you still dare to hold him accountable! What face do you have to hold him accountable! Look at our Pewter City Gym Leader; his wound is still bleeding!"
"You Viridian City didn't manage your subordinate police officers well, and now you're pinning the blame on our Pewter City."
"If you ask me, our Pewter Brock did nothing wrong. He bravely acted for his partner, for his brother. Legally speaking, our Brock is even more in the right; that Pidgeot is a Pokémon with an owner.
If I don't award him the Pewter City Award for Righteousness and Courage, if I don't award him the Pewter City Outstanding Youth award, I would feel I've failed him."
Liam, dressed in a brown tracksuit, slammed his hand on the table, speaking righteously and directly confronting the Viridian City Mayor.
Brock, sitting behind him, quietly lowered his head.
Hiss, why did he feel a tiny bit of satisfaction? Ah hahaha.
His boss was brave! But could he lick off this "blood"? The ketchup flowing on his hand was uncomfortable, sticky.
"I, this old woman, also believe that our Cerulean City Gym Leader, Misty, did nothing wrong. As police personnel, to arbitrarily arrest a Pokémon with an owner without fully understanding the truth of the matter is in itself a dereliction of duty.
Protecting one's Pokémon from harm by others is a trainer's basic obligation and responsibility.
On this point, this old woman believes that neither Ash nor Misty did anything wrong."
The Cerulean City Mayor's grandmother said unhurriedly. At the same time, she threw out a voice recorder, from which came a recording of police officers laughing wildly, "How much can a quasi-Elite Four Pidgeot sell for?"
"Ms. Jenny, is this what you call normal official business?"
The Kanto regional head of Officer Jenny's family quickly cast a dissenting vote,
"First, the fact that Ash injured police officers exists, and there's also the fact that Pewter City Gym Leader Brock and Cerulean City Gym Leader Misty were accomplices. Police officers reported being knocked unconscious by Brock and Misty. If we don't deal with them, aren't we implicitly condoning the worsening of this situation?
Furthermore, the authenticity of this recording has not yet been verified and requires consideration.
However, if Ash's actions were spread by someone with ulterior motives, what a huge trouble that would be."
Viridian City is one of the top cities under the jurisdiction of the Kanto League. It would be absolutely unacceptable if this incident caused Officer Jenny's family's influence in Viridian City to decline.
Kanto Elite Bruno, Grandma Agatha, and representatives of Joy's family were also present, along with the Mayors of Saffron City, Vermilion City, Rainbow City, Amber City, Viridian City, and Cinnabar City.
A host of high-ranking officials from the Kanto League headquarters were also present, primarily to mediate.
Just as everyone was arguing incessantly, the door to the conference room was once again pushed open with force. The glass outside began to shatter with a dragon's roar.
The person who arrived was none other than Professor Oak, the leading Professor in the Kanto region.
The crisp sound of the conference room glass shattering had not yet faded when Dragonite's Dragon Breath, like Icicle Spear, pierced the air, solidifying into a ferocious Mist outside the window.
Professor Oak walked over the shattered glass, the hem of his white coat lifted by the airflow, revealing an old Poké Ball engraved with "Oak" on his waist. The metal patterns were still embedded with the charm accumulated over years.
He slammed a stack of files onto the center of the conference table. The topmost photo made everyone's hearts tremble: Ash knelt in the mud of Viridian Forest, wrapping a blood-stained bandage around Pidgeot's torn wing.
Half a gnawed energy cube rolled into a pile of dead leaves, the young man's nose still smudged with grass, but his eyes were as stubborn as a mother Kangaskhan protecting her young.
"Deal with Ash?" Professor Oak's knuckles grazed Ash's profile in the photo, his fingertips white from exertion, "First, let my old partner, who has been with me for forty years, ask!"
Before he finished speaking, a dragon's roar suddenly erupted outside the window again.
Dragonite's massive body crashed against the glass remnants, its front claws smashing the last window frame. The surging anger in its dragon eyes caused the temperature of the entire conference room to plummet.
The mane on its neck stood up like steel needles, and the Mist it exhaled from its nose condensed into frost flowers on the ceiling. Each breath caused subtle cracks to appear on the floor.
Jenny's back pressed hard against her seat, her Adam's apple Rollout violently.
She caught a glimpse of Professor Oak's wristwatch, which had slipped from his cuff. It was an honorary award personally presented by the Kanto League's first chairman, with "To the Guardian of the Pioneering Era" engraved on its face.
Her carefully laid plans, which she thought were foolproof, shattered. The "calm and conservative academic" described in the intelligence now resembled an enraged Kangaskhan, and that Dragonite... was clearly a living weapon with Champion-level combat power.
"Professor Oak, please let me explain!" Her voice trembled, her fingers unconsciously digging into the table's edge, "There may have been procedural oversights by the Police Station, but Ash indeed injured—"
"Procedures?" Professor Oak suddenly laughed, his laughter laced with ice, "When your officers aimed tranquilizer guns at Pokémon, when they boasted, 'We can sell our partners for thirty million,' why didn't anyone talk to me about procedures?"
He abruptly overturned the files in front of him, papers scattering like snowflakes. "In this stack of photos, Pewter City Gym Leader Brock was severely injured and bleeding while saving Pidgeot. The Cerulean City trainer's burned arm is still covered with an ice pack. And what about you?"
He pointed to the Viridian City municipal representative behind Officer Jenny's family's head,
"Some of your police officers still have black market price lists in their uniform pockets! And now you want to use obstruction of official duties to suppress people?"
Elite Agatha suddenly gave a slight cough, twirling a Ghost-type Poké Ball: "I say, Jenny, my dear,"
Her cloudy eyes swept over everyone, "Professor Oak's Dragonite is an old monster that even Lance is wary of. Are you sure you want to at this time..."
Grandma Agatha's words were not empty. Professor Oak's Dragonite, in its prime, was infinitely close to the peak of a high-tier Champion. Even though it was old and frail now, it was by no means easy to deal with.
Moreover, Professor Oak had more than just this one Pokémon.
Before she finished speaking, the Dragonite outside suddenly opened its huge mouth, about to launch an attack.
Professor Oak slowly sat down, his crossed leg gently swaying: "I'll give you ten seconds. Withdraw all accusations. Otherwise..."
His unfinished words were drowned out by a dragon's roar.
Officer Jenny's family's head stared at the League medal on Professor Oak's cuff, then looked at the poised Dragonite outside the window. Finally, at the seventh second, she abruptly stood up, bowing so deeply that her head almost touched the table: "Professor Oak, please calm down! We... we will immediately reinvestigate!"
(In the corner of the conference room, Bruno quietly handed a note to the Saffron City Mayor next to him: "Bet an Elite Pokémon egg that this woman will be dismissed next week and transferred to Pallet Town to manage traffic."
The Saffron City Mayor lowered his head, stifling a laugh. His pen drew a crooked Dragonite head on the note, writing: "Too obvious, no bet.")
At the same time, President Charles Goodshow, on vacation somewhere, stretched and groaned: "So comfortable. I always feel like I've forgotten something, but never mind, I won't talk about it."
A black Pokémon Navigator lying on the ground secretly wept: You haven't opened me in three days.
The Kanto League headquarters Secretary-General fell into thought, looking at Charles Goodshow's 99+ missed calls,
"Maybe it's time for a change of dynasty."
In a certain alternate dimension, a middle-aged man resembling Ash suddenly stroked his chest, muttering,
"Hiss, I feel like someone did something for me, such a pleasant feeling."
The middle-aged man turned his head to glance at the blood-stained creatures huddled nearby,
"Delia, wait for me. I'll be back soon."
"Ash, I miss you!"
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