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The next morning, after breakfast was out of the way, and the ever amazing morning training was taken care of, I stood before my assembled pokemon.
All of the pokemon I brought with me, barring Wartortle stood lined up together.
Well, not all of them.
"Togepri! Togepri!" Togepi sitting atop my head happily busied himself by playing around with my spiky hair.
No doubt I made for a menacing sight indeed.
My eyes swept over the gargantuan serpentine forms of Milotic and Gyarados ending at both sides, to the huge try hard birds directly in the middle, to the titanic forms of Tyranitar and the two legendary golems Regice and Regirock standing side by side.
Charizard in between Dragonite and Aerodactyl, dwarfing the orange dragon runt who despite having shot up a foot since I caught him, was multiple feet smaller.
Either way, from the titanic beasts to the tiny but calm, cool and collected Servine and Raboot, they made for a formidable line up indeed.
And today, there was a battle I wanted to start with before we left.
I dramatically pointed at the fluffy cloud winged blue dragon, "Altaria, today you'll be battling Pidgeot, I want to see that power you've grown under a champion!" I declared.
"Altaria al." the fluffy dragon trained by a champion and dragon master abruptly shook her head, denying the request and shrugging her wings.
You wot mate?
"No?" I raised a brow.
"Taria." Altaria nodded, confirming she was denying my request. Immediately, dozens of heads snapped around to glare deathly at her.
Milotic opened her wide maw as she towered over everyone there but Gyarados, levelling her head close to Altaria from where her body was over fifteen feet away, "Milo!" she bared her fangs at the dragon threateningly.
And Charizard spat a gout of flame, glaring over the head of Dragonite. While beside him?
Aerodactyl gained a massive shit eating grin, looking between Altaria and the angered others eagerly.
No doubt hoping she'd get her ass kicked.
'Weird, whenever I asked her to do something before, she obeyed pretty easily.' I thought. In fact, while I haven't bonded with her much since it's only been a few days, we got along pretty well, "Any reason why you don't want to battle girl? You seemed to quite enjoy it when you were kicking Aerodactyl around." I pointed out.
"Aero!" Aerodactyl rose up in protest, waving his wings about, shit eating grin replaced by a pout.
Altaria looked at the looming threatening form of Milotic, and glanced at Charizard at her other side not far away, before scoffing and rolling her eyes, completely unthreatened.
She simply pointed her wing at Aerodactyl, then to her stomach, "Taria altaria al!"
I blinked.
Milotic blinked.
Charizard blinked.
There were a great many blinks. Even Rotom's screen at the back of my gauntlet blinked with a flash of light, "Altaria is saying that she is carrying an egg…no two? Two eggs. Odd, such a small number for an Altaria, they usually lay clutches of four to eight on average."
"I got that more or less." I replied dumbly, and that made sense. Lance told me straight up that the medicine he'd sent me to make sure Altaria bred true for an Aerodactyl baby, would lower the amount she'd usually clutch to force one.
I suppose one was an Aerodactyl egg and the other would be a Swablu egg. No idea what I'd do with a baby Swablu, but considering it was bred from an Elite four level Altaria by Lance's estimation and my Aerodactyl, it would be a beast of a baby.
"Did you also understand that she told Milotic and Charizard to and I quote 'shut the fuck up or I will fucking eat you both.'" Rotom helpfully added.
I blinked again, "No…no I did not, thanks for telling me I guess." I added blankly.
Well…she was a glutton after all that loved eating. She was like a Snorlax trapped in the body of a fluffy beautiful dragon.
It was a testament to the happy news though, that neither Charizard nor Milotic got outraged over the threat, and instead a massive rouse of cheers erupted from many of my assembled pokemon.
I could understand the excitement.
After all, one of those eggs was going to fetch me a hundred million smackaroonies.
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Little more than an hour later after the joyous news I received from Altaria, that would make me an even more wealth man after our early morning training-
Registeel fell to its knees before me.
Six dull crimson red eyes slowly closed, thick vines entrapped its form, wrapping it tightly, while electricity sparked over its form, locking its limbs with paralysis.
Beside me, the titanic forms of Regice and Regirock lumbered forward from either side of me, "Hammer Arm, both of you." I ordered.
"Un! Un! Un!"
"Dododon!"
Their arms lit up with bright power as they lunged forward at absurd speeds despite their huge, heavy cumbersome bodies and delivered a pair of heavy super effective fighting attack blows that blew the sleeping entrapped legendary steel golem flying back, crashing through a thick rocky pedestal and smashing into the far side of the cavernous room we were in, crumpling within the massive crater its gleaming metal body made.
"Charizard," I said, and the huge orange winged beast standing protectively behind me, spread his wings out wide, "Flamethrower."
With a roar, Charizard opened his maw wide, and I felt the the sheer heat radiating from his attack as he unleashed a massive gout of searing flame from above me.
The gout of flame, so large and intense slammed into Registeel's prone sleeping entrapped form and spread out from the point of impact like a miniature tsunami of red, yellow and orange as my Charizard roasted the steel type legendary in his rock melting flame.
He kept it up for over twenty seconds, before having to cut off the attack to catch his breath.
And left the slumbering, scorched Registeel bare to my eyes once more, the vines sapping its energy gone, burnt to ashes, and its massive metal spherical body floating in the middle of a pool of molten rock, literal magma formed from the ground and the sheer heat of Charizard's flames.
Despite taking down a legendary, my third. I felt almost nothing but resigned pity for Registeel.
There was little to feel accomplished in taking down the legendary. Putting aside the fact I basically swat raided it like Regice and Regirock before it, it is simply in a pitiful living condition just like its brethren.
Time to get this over with.
….Though.
I eyed the pool of liquid molten rock warily, "…Regice can you cool the ground down with your Ice Beam?" I asked.
No way I was tossing a luxury ball into that, or getting near it myself. I might be a badass, but I'm not magma proof.
…Yet.
'Ash could shake off his Charizard's flamethrower after all.' I rationalized. I just need to get even more swoll, and my muscles will deflect heat from sheer awesomeness.
Or something something aura.
"Dododon!" Regice nodded and held up both hands, six jagged icy blue beams lancing out to strike at the molten ground and freeze it over.
And Registeel alongside it.
And thus, Registeel was captured.