What you have witnessed, my fried, is the sadistic and perversed side of Black Jack. You'll see more fights soon as we go into...

Episode 6: The Battle Line is Drawn

Chapter 1

At another region, far from the Seveii Islands, a middle-aged man with short, black hair sat in a café. He was sitting at a table with a small cup of cappuccino in front of him. He was wearing a black t-shirt over his slim body, along with a pair of black jeans and boots.

Another man was wearing a tight, white t-shirt, blue jeans and brown shoes with a pink apron over them; he was also wearing a hair net over his blond hair. Apart from those two individuals, a customer and a waiter, no one else was there as it was early in the morning.

The man with the silver hair looked at a television box that was placed in one of the corners of the café. It was displaying a news program where the news broadcaster was telling the latest stories.

“A breaking news story has occurred that a group of criminals were terrorising a local village on One Village, one of the islands of the Seveii Islands…” he said as scenes of brining houses and injured innocent showed up on screen. “This happened overnight. We have yet to find out who these criminals are, but we can tell that they were dressed in some type of uniform. Police, as we speak, are investigating the scene while helping the lost and injured. In other news…”

“This is terrible. If no one does something about this, we’re history,” the customer said with worry in his voice. “Our only hope is to find the Orre Pack.” He continued as he moved eyes left and right.

“The Orre Pack?” the waiter said calmly. “I hear they’re terrific. Will there be anything else, sir?”

“Not unless you can help me find the Orre Pack.”

“You’re in luck,” the waiter said with a smile on his face as he took off his hair net, releasing his blond hair that reached down his shoulder blades. “Cos you just found them.”

At another location, a two floor office house had a sign ‘Cupid’s Arrow’ was marked on front of the building. At first entry, a customer would find a young girl, who had her ginger red hair down to her shoulder blades and was wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt, white miniskirt and high black boots, sitting by her desk with a computer on that furniture.

On the second floor of the building, one of the rooms had a medium built man with brown scruffy shoulder-length hair, dressed in his blue denim jacket over his white t-shirt, blue jeans and red and white trainers, resting lazily on a couch with a bunch of junk littered around the furniture that was on one side of the room. He had a cordless phone placed on a stool next to him. On the other side, a huge rhino-like pokemon with a robotic foreleg was sitting in front of a laptop computer typing in various keys while a yellow rabbit with red ears, Plusle, sat on top of his head.

Suddenly, the phone started to ring. “Mecha, get the phone,” the man said sleepily.

Annoyed, the Rhydon let out a small growl while rolling his eyes as he got up from the computer and walked over to the phone while the Plusle leapt off his head. When he reached for the phone, he held it above the man’s head and then dropped it. “Ow! That’s not what I meant!” the man yelled angrily after he felt the impact.

“You better answer it before they hang up, Isaac,” Mecha said in a deep voice as he walked back to his laptop.

“Ya punk!” Isaac yelled before he pressed one of the buttons while sitting up. He held it to his ear as he spoke into it. “Look! I already told ya! We are not the deli people!”

“Hey there, Isaac,” a familiar voice said.

“Hey! Stevens!” Isaac said in surprise. “You found us a new mission!?”

“Darn right,” Stevens said. “Our latest client came to our cafe and gave us a job. A friend of his will pay us handsomely after the mission is complete. Get the pack together and meet me at the docks tonight. I’ll explain the mission later. See ya.”

“See ya,” Isaac replied back as they both hanged up simultaneously, ending their call. He then heard and saw the Plusle giggling at him because of what Mecha did earlier. “What are you laughing at?” Isaac snapped angrily towards him.

Upon seeing his angry looking face, Plusle’s lips began to wobble, tears started forming in his eyes and then he started bawling like a baby. “Oh, stop crying, will ya?” Isaac moaned.

Plusle immediately stopped crying, putting on his smiley face. “Plusle,” he squeaked simply, which meant, “okay.”

“Where are Wes and Rui?”

“Wes is at the Coliseum and Rui’s downstairs,” Mecha replied.

“This ought to be some good news for the lover girl and bad news for Wes… and I’m not talking about the mission.”

In another location, a filthy dome-like coliseum, a huge crowd was standing on steel balconies attached to the walls on different levels. They were observing and yelling down at two different pokemon inside a steel cage with different objects that would be found in the street scattered around in it. One in particular appeared to be wearing a pair of pink baggy trousers and hat with a number of scars on his body while the other appeared to be a large purple cobra-like pokemon that had a scary looking pattern on his chest. These two different species of pokemon were called Medicham and Arbok.

Standing outside of the cage were their respective trainers and a referee. One in particular had a long blue trench coat over his black sleeveless t-shirt, trousers and boots. He had a slim body and had spiky silver hair with a white stripe painted across his face. The other trainer was a taller and more muscular man than him and was wearing an old and dirty tank top along with his pair of trousers and brown shoes.

Both pokemon appeared to be badly beaten throughout the whole match but with different reasons.

“Kobra!” the muscular man yelled in a scratchy voice. “Bite attack!”

The Arbok obeyed his master’s command as he launched himself towards his opponent opening his mouth and showing his sharp fangs, in an attempt to bite him on any anatomy.

Without being ordered, the Medicham ran towards his opponent and slid under him, making him miss his attack while he grabbed a folded steel chair. “Kobra, watch out!” the muscular man yelled.

Kobra quickly turned around, only to be knocked down by the weapon that was tossed into his face, courtesy of his opponent. The crowd gasped in awe upon hearing the impact.

The snake stayed down on the floor, almost unconscious. The Medicham took his chance to finish him off as he ran up to the wall of the cage and then leapt off, performing a back flip somersault and slamming his body on top of Kobra’s. Arbok let out his last scream of pain before passing out into unconsciousness. The Medicham also felt a great deal of pain his body after giving the Arbok his aerial attack as he held on to his stomach and letting out a small groan.

After checking both pokemon carefully, the referee declared the Medicham the winner of the match, much to the happiness of the crowd. The man in the trench coat walked up to the cage and waited for the ref to open it using a key.

As the cage door opened Wes entered through and walked over to the recovering Medicham. “Nice one, Tattoo,” he said coolly with a small smile. “Earned us a couple of bucks.”

Tattoo looked back at his ‘trainer’ with a vacant look on his face. He moved his head towards the door, signalling that they should take their leave. “Let’s go then,” the man said.

Suddenly, the muscular man angrily came charging at him with a knife in hand but got knocked down by a large block of wood. It was Tattoo who threw that at his face.

“Thanks, but I didn’t need the help, pal,” the silver haired man said smugly as he held the sharp end of the knife with his finger tips.

After tossing away the knife, they both walked out of the cage while the crowd continued cheering for them. Upon their exit of the stadium, they saw Isaac, Mecha, Plusle and Rui outside, much to their surprise. Unable to contain her excitement, Rui ran towards the silver haired man and gave him a huge hug. “Oh, Wes!” she cried happily. “You won’t believe it when you hear this!”

“I’m not believing what I’m seeing right now,” Wes said in shock but still kept his cool. “I mean Isaac’s not resting on the couch like he does all day. What’s the occasion?”

“Stevens said to meet him at the docks later. We’ve got a new mission,” Isaac said.

That night at the docks, a man in a red and white jacket was waiting by the ship, almost ready to depart for the Seveii Islands. His associates arrived to his location on time, with their bags packed and now wearing a different sort of clothing. They were all dressed in black, suspicious that someone may be spying on them.

“Ready to go?” Stevens asked.

Everyone held their thumbs up in response, signalling that they were ready to leave.

“Y’know, I can’t help but think that I’m missing a few people but I can’t remember who,” Stevens said as they walked towards the ship.

Five years ago, these people and pokemon, apart from Tattoo, were involved in a downfall of a criminal organisation known as Team Dark, with the help of their old associates, Black Jack and Ash. They decided to set up their mercenary agency called the Orre Pack, taking on jobs that required a lot of action and, of course, a lot of money. They could never be hired by phone or address; the only way they could be hired was by finding them. Tattoo joined them shortly after but that was another story.


Meanwhile, in the early of the same day at One Island, Black Jack and his pokemon were walking from the nearby forest with bruises on different parts of their bodies yet they didn’t appear to be badly hurt. As they made their way back to camp, they spotted that Spencer was out of his tent and was looking around in all directions. “Something up, Hale?” Black Jack asked as they walked up towards him.

“Yes, it’s been over an hour and the delivery man from the village nearby hasn’t arrived yet,” Spencer said.

“That means no beer for me. Where’s this village?”

Spencer pointed to the road that Black Jack and his pokemon came from, telling which directions to take to get to the village while Black Jack paid close attention and nodding to each instruction.

“Morning, everyone,” Alice said, catching their attention as she walked towards them. She was dressed in her usual attire.

“Morning,” Her two elders replied back.

“What’s going on?” Alice asked.

“I’m going to the village to the village to pick up the goods, they haven’t arrived yet. You coming?” Black Jack asked.

“Sure, but we got to get back as fast as we can,” Alice said as they started walking towards Black Jack’s motorcycle.

“Heh, I sense what you’re thinking,” Black Jack replied, knowing that Alice wouldn’t say anything to hurt anyone’s feelings. “If Jerry’s hyperactively happy when it comes to food, I’d hate to see what he’ll be like when he doesn’t get any… actually, no I wouldn’t.

“Uncle,” Alice said, not pleased with his maliciousness.

After Black Jack returned his pokemon back to their pokeballs they set off towards the village with Black Jack in the driver’s seat and Alice in the sidecar. They drove down several paths to get to the village until they saw a long, blue snake-like creature lying in the middle of the road. Black Jack made an emergency stop on his motorbike.

They both got out of the bike and ran over to it, who appeared to be badly beaten. “A Dragonair,” Black Jack said. “What’s a dragon like her doing out here?”

“We’ll ask her later,” Alice replied. “I hope the village has a pokemon centre.”

The dragon opened her eyes weakly and saw them coming her way. She let out a loud yell, stopping them from coming any closer. “She thinks that we’re trying to hurt her,” Black Jack said noticeably. “I’d probably feel the same way if I was beaten up like that.”

“We can’t just leave her here, uncle,” Alice said. “But if we get any closer, she’ll attack out of instinct.”

“I got something,” Black Jack said as he ran over to a tree, hiding behind it. He took a pokeball off his belt and opened it, releasing his Salamence who was the same dragon type as the injured Dragonair. The winged dragon looked around, surprised for one particular reason.

“(What? No gang bash up?)” Salamence growled in puzzlement. “(What’s the occasion)?”

“We have a Dragonair out there,” Black Jack said. “And it looks badly hurt; some thug must’ve busted her up real good. Because of that, we can’t get near her. We need you to tell that we’re not going to hurt her.”

“(I don’t want to risk myself),”Salamence growled back nervously. “(You niced what’s being revolving with us lately, right? Y’know, us being tough guys and all).”

“And they say that only males are looking for mates,” Black Jack said, showing a dull look on his face. “Look, just talk to her okay?”

Salamence reluctantly walked past his friend and around the trees. He saw the injured Dragonair that Black Jack mentioned and walked slowly towards her. She slowly looked up towards him with a puzzled look on her face.

“(Hi, it’s okay, kid),” Salamence growled. “(These two guys are friends here, they’re not here to hurt ya).”

“(Have I… seen you before…?)” Dragonair asked.

Salamence’s became puzzled when she asked that question. They both stared at each other for a moment filled of awkward silence. Somehow, they felt that they had met somewhere before.

The snake-like dragon then noticed Alice coming towards her and quickly closed her eyes, in fear that she might hurt her. But, to her surprise, she felt a light stroke from her soft hand. She slowly opened her eyes and saw her stroking her skin.

“(See)?” Salamence growled. “(Nothing to be afraid of).”

“Salamence,” Black Jack said as he walked up to them from behind. “How about it if you carry the Dragonair from here? If we use a pokeball, chances are, she would not like that.”

“(Got it),” Salamence growled in agreement.

After picking up the Dragonair and holding her next to her chest, Salamence flew high into the air and waited for Black Jack to start up the motorcycle. After he started driving, the dragon followed him.

It didn’t take them long until Salamence spotted the village… which was on fire. “(Black Jack)!” he roared. “(The village is on fire)!”

“What?” Black Jack yelled in shock.

“What is it, uncle?” Alice asked in puzzlement.

“Just hold on tight, little cub,” Black Jack said he began to drive faster.

After taking the final path to get to the village, Alice, Black Jack and Salamence were shocked at the sight of the place when they saw several houses on fire and many people and pokemon injured or trapped. Salamence slowly and safely landed on the ground.

Thinking quickly, Alice and Black Jack tossed all of their pokeballs out releasing their pokemon. “Listen up, boys and girls,” Black Jack said in serious tone. “We got a big situation here, there are people and pokemon trapped in several places and they could use a helping hand.” He then turned towards his niece after everyone growled and cooed in agreement. “Alice, call Ketchum and the others from camp. The more the merrier.”

“One step of ya this time, uncle,” Alice said as she took a small orange gadget, called a pokenav, out of her pocket.

“Salamence, let’s go find the pokemon centre,” Black Jack said as he got on his motorcycle.

“(Comin’),” Salamence growled as he flew up into the sky once again, carrying the blue snake-like dragon while following his trainer on his bike.

Alice quickly tapped in a number of buttons on her pokenav and hoped that someone would receive her call. “Alice?” a voice said curious tone.

“Max! You’re not going to believe this but we got some trouble here,” Alice said trying to stay calm.

“You’re telling me,” Max said. “Jerry’s gone crazy because we have no food.”

“That’s not the only problem we have right now.”
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