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The smell of the ocean wasn't the refreshing, salty breeze of that was described in a vacation brochure, It was a heavy, stagnant stench of rotting kelp, dead fish, and accumulated waste.
Alex stepped out of the tree line and onto the grey, rocky beach of island 4's northern coast, the sun was beating down, reflecting off the water with a blinding glare.
"Jackpot," Alex whispered, squinting against the light, he wasn't looking at the ocean but was looking at the high tide line.
Debris from the mainland, carried by the currents, washed up here so simply it was a graveyard of human civilization: driftwood, torn fishing nets, Styrofoam blocks, and most importantly - plastic.
"Keep a lookout," Alex ordered the Nidoran. "Crabby and Corphish like to hide in the sand, if you see bubbles, stay back."
Nidoran grunted, limping slightly less today thanks to the Oran Salve, but still favoring its good leg, it took up a position on a large piece of driftwood, scanning the beach with paranoid intensity.
Alex began to dig, he was looking for his pharmacy supplies in a beach,ahthe irony...
Plastic bottle, Cracked, Useless.
Glass jar, Intact ,Perfect
Aluminum can, Rusted
He worked carefully like a beachcomber from hell, every time he found a usable container....a small jam jar, a plastic water bottle with a screw cap, he washed it in the seawater and scrubbed it with sand to simply remove the algae.
"Five jars," Alex counted, lining them up on a flat rock, "That's 100 points worth of salve if I can sell them."
He was about to move to the next pile of debris when he saw it, about twenty meters down the beach, trapped in a small, stagnant tide pool cut off from the retreating ocean, something was splashing.
Splash, Flop
It was a weak, pathetic sound, Alex then approached cautiously, knife in hand,it could be a trap, A Magikarp flailing could attract a Pidgeotto, and he didn't want to be collateral damage inbetween them .
He peered into the murky, brown water of the pool and floating there, lethargic and barely moving, was a fish, It was hideous.
It had a ragged, tattered dorsal fin, dull brown scales covered in dark, sickly spots, and sunken, hollow eyes that looked devoid of intelligence, It looked like a Magikarp that had been beaten with a stick and left to rot for a week.
[ Pokémon: Feebas ]
[ Level: 5 ]
[ Aptitude: Blue (Solid) ]
[ Gender: Female ]
[ Status: Dehydrated / Starving ]
Alex stopped breathing, He rubbed his eyes... and looked again, a feebas and that too of Blue Aptitude.
"No fucking way," he whispered, the sound snatched away by the wind. In this world, Feebas was considered worse than trash.
Magikarp at least evolved into Gyarados..a known, terrifying powerhouse. Trainers caught Magikarp hoping for that payoff.
But Feebas?
As far as the public knew, Feebas didn't evolve, it was just a hardy, ugly fish that ate sludge and died,there was only one trainer in the world known to possess a Milotic: Wallace, the Gym Leader of Sootopolis in Hoenn and the Sootopolis clan guarded that secret with their lives.
Rumors said that Milotic was a legendary pokémon, or a unique mutation.
No one linked the most beautiful Pokémon in the world to this swimming turd.
"They don't know," Alex realized, a shiver of excitement running down his spine that had nothing to do with the cold ocean spray. "They think it's useless,they think it's just... a bait.", he looked at the aptitude again.
Blue
Blue was the tier above Yellow, it was Ace potential and a Blue Aptitude Milotic could rival a Gym Leader's main Pokémon if trained well.
It was a tank, a healer, and a special attacker all rolled into one and currently it was dying in a puddle of dirty water.
"I need to catch it," Alex said as he reached for his belt.
Empty
His heart sank, he had sold the dead boy's Pokéball as he couldn't use it and he had 87 points only and a ball cost 200 points.
"Damn it!" he cursed, kicking the sand.
"Of all the times to be broke..."he couldn't leave it, If the tide came back in, the Feebas would wash away or if a Wingull flew by, it was it's lunch.
He looked at the Feebas, It looked back with dull, dead eyes, It barely had the energy to flick its tail. "I can't catch you," Alex slowly muttered, crouching down. "But I can steal you."He looked around frantically and ran back to the trash heap, he needed anything, something bigger than a jar, He threw aside a broken crate and kicked away a tire and he saw what he needed.
A white Styrofoam cooler box, the kind used by fishermen,the lid was missing, and it had a crack near the rim, but the bottom looked solid.
Alex grabbed it and ran back to the tide pool.
He scooped up water, testing the box.
It leaked slowly from the crack, but if he kept it upright, it held water.
"Okay, girl," Alex said, his voice trembling with the magnitude of what he was about to do, "You're coming with me."He didn't use the knife, he simply reached into the murky water with his bare hands. Feebas didn't even struggle, it's skin felt slimy and rough, like wet sandpaper, It was heavy, dead weight.
He lifted it out and It gasped, its gills flaring.
He dropped it gently into the cooler box filled with seawater.
Splash
The Feebas floated there, looking cramped. The box was barely big enough for it to turn around. "Nidoran!" Alex called out,the purple rabbit came hopping over, It looked into the box, wrinkled its nose, and gave Alex a look of pure judgment.
We are keeping this?
"You have no idea buddy ," Alex grinned.
"This is our ticket to the big leagues but she's a late bloomer."
He realized he couldn't carry the cooler, the jars, and fight off predators at the same time.
"Change of plans," Alex said, hoisting the Styrofoam box.
It was heavy, straining his injured ribs, he gritted his teeth against the pain.
"We head back to the hideout and we stash her and then I sell the salve we buy a ball."
He looked at the Feebas.
"Don't die on me sweety," he commanded.
"You survive this, and I'll make you a queen."
The Feebas blew a single bubble.
Bloop
It wasn't a promise but it was a start, the trek back was a nightmare, Alex had to stop every ten minutes to refill the leaking cooler with water from his own bottles or muddy puddles, his arms burned and his ribs felt like they were on fire.
By the time they reached the hideout, the sun was setting and the jungle was turning dark and dangerous. Alex gently set the cooler down in the deepest part of the cave.
He draped a large fern leaf over it to hide it.
"Guard," Alex told the Nidoran, pointing to the box.
"If anything tries to eat her, you kill it. Understand?", Nidoran looked at the ugly fish, then at Alex, It sighed, a long, suffering exhale, and sat down next to the box.
It didn't understand why Alex cared about the trash fish, but it trusted the human's madness so far.
Alex slumped against the rock wall, he was exhausted and he was in pain but he was grinning, he had a Dark Red Nidoran and a Blue Feebas.He opened his interface,he wanted to see the numbers.
[ STATUS WINDOW ]
Trainer: Ares (Alex Hales)
Rank: Recruit (Fodder)
Points: 87
Inventory: Knife, Mask, MP3 Player, Jars (x5), Oran Salve (x1).
[ POKÉMON TEAM ]
1. Nidoran
* Level: 6
* Gender: Male
* Type: Poison
* Aptitude: Red (Dark)
* Ability: Hustle (Active) / Poison Point (Passive)
* Nature: Adamant (+Atk, -SpA)
* Moves: Peck, Leer, Poison Sting, Focus Energy.
* Egg Move: Sucker Punch (Locked - 15% Proficiency).
* Equipment: Sticky Paralyze Coating (2 charges left).
* Condition: Recovering (Leg injury 60% healed).
2. Feebas (Unnamed)
* Level: 5
* Gender: Female
* Type: Water
* Aptitude: Blue (Solid)
* Ability: Swift Swim
* Nature: Bold (+Def, -Atk)
* Moves: Splash.
* Egg Move: Mirror Coat (Locked).
* Condition: Captured (Physical Constraint). Not in Pokéball.
* Evolution Requirement: ??? (Unknown to World) / Prism Scale OR Max Beauty.
Alex stared at the screen,Mirror Coat,
"She has Mirror Coat," Alex whispered.
"If she survives to become a Milotic... she reflects special attacks back at double damage, she's simply a mage killer."
He closed his eyes, "Tomorrow," he murmured. "Tomorrow I make the sales,
and I buy the ball, then... we own the water."
He put own his MP3 ⏯️ player and played music :-
I, I'm doing this tonight
You're probably gonna start a fight......
NSYNC
Authors Note:-
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