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    Chapter 3

    Back at Black Jack’s location, the combination of Team Molten and Ocean were at a disadvantage with two pokemon left while Ash’s team still had five members being able to battle against them. But judging by the appearance and presence of the two pokemon Ross and Maxwell summoned, things were about to get more challenging for Ash and his comrades despite their strength in numbers.

    The creature that Ross had summoned up was huge four-legged beast. It had a blue and white fur with a purple cloud-like mane and white patterns on parts of its body. Its appearance was mostly elegant to many. Maxwell had summoned a red bird with flames engulfing on its wings and the rest of its body. The alliance was confident that they would defeat their enemies in order to do what they want with no interference.

    They were a distance away from their opponents, Pyro the Typhlosion, Jacky the Hitmonlee, Darkness the Dragonite, Tattoo the Medicham with a steel chair in his paws and Pikachu. They too were battling alongside their human partners and friends Ash, Alice, Keith, and Jerry with their friends standing by the sidelines supporting them. They had high hopes to defeat the opposition to free the hostages.

    Standing between them was one of the most sadistic humans to train his pokemon, Black Jack. He volunteered to be the referee knowing that no one, but no one, would have the guts to confront or mess with him. Despite having Team Molten and Ocean as his enemies, he made a promise that if they win he will allow them to do whatever they please. He looked at both sides as they stood their distances, ready to attack… with a couple of exceptions.

    “Suicune… and Moltres,” Ash said as he angrily gnarled his teeth and shook his clenched fist. “This must be why Ross and Maxwell never wanted to release them while we were beating the others. They were saving their energies while we were weakening. Why would they allow those two jerks to get them?”

    “They can answer that,” Jerry said as he took a pokedex out of his pocket as he surprised by their appearances. “I found these guys in books and I know that Suicune’s known as the legendary North Wind and Moltres is the protector of fire in the Orange Islands. Still, I wanna check if they’re for real.”

    Spotting the gadget Jerry was taking out, Ross pointed at him. “Use your Water Gun, Suicune!” he ordered. “At that blond wannabe.”

    Suicune quickly shot a gigantic spray of water out of its mouth. Despite the projectile’s great velocity, the battling pokemon managed to jump out of the way in time, as did the humans, hitting one of the rocks behind them and smashing it to pieces. “That was close!” Max said in shock. “That looked more like a Hydro Pump than a Water Gun!”

    “But it missed them!” Tracey said.

    “She was aiming at me!” Jerry cried fearfully. “Probably doesn’t like to be pointed at or talked about.”

    “I wouldn’t be too sure of that, Jerry,” Ash said suspiciously.

    “What do you mean?” Jerry asked.

    “You’ll see soon enough.”

    Black Jack looked at his enemies’ side, also with a suspicious mind. His train of thoughts was interrupted when he sensed a metal object was flying towards him yet he made no move. The chair flew past him and towards Suicune, courtesy of the suicidal Medicham.

    “Suicune, counter with your Ice Beam,” Ross ordered with confidence.

    Suicune obeyed as she opened her mouth. A blue energy ball formed inside it, powering up her attack until it was strong enough for her to blast out a huge beam of ice at the chair, stopping the flying chair in its tracks while totally covering it in ice, making it fall harshly to the ground.

    “Ice Beam again,” Ross commanded confidently.

    “Moltres, take flight and use your Flamethrower,” Maxwell ordered, also being confident.

    Suicune shot out another blue icy beam while Moltres flapped his fiery wings, flying off into the sky before blasting out a stream of flame out of his beak.

    “Dodge!” all of their opponents yelled.

    Their pokemon did as they were commanded as they simultaneously dodged the attack, barely, making the attack hitting ground causing a huge explosion. The force of the explosion not only knocked down the battling pokemon on Alice’s side but a bunch of sand came flying from the sandy ground after the hit and on top of them. They covered their eyes to avoid getting blinded by the small grains, as did their human friends.

    Afterwards, Tattoo quickly dashed towards one of his opponents, grabbing the ice covered steel chair in the process, with deep desire to smash it over anyone’s head. This time, he tossed his weapon towards Moltres’s head but missed as Moltres moved out of the way, making the chair fell and crashed on the ground.

    Not caring whether it hit the flaming bird or not, he now focused his concentration on the serene beast. He attempted to do his Hi jump Kick attack as he leapt into the air and then aimed his foot at Suicune, diving in her direction. Upon her master’s command to use Headbutt, Suicune also leapt into the air, dodging the Medicham’s attack and slamming her head on his gut with a great force, sending him flying.

    Tattoo felt a great deal of pain in his gut when he was sent airborne. With his eyes closed, he expected to harshly crash onto the ground but only felt a furry arm wrapped around him, stopping him from falling. He opened his eyes and found himself caught by Pyro, Alice’s Typhlosion. “Great catch, Pyro!” Alice cried while the other pokemon ran towards the enemy.

    “(You can’t do this alone, pal),” the Typhlosion growled as he released him before running towards

    Tattoo looked up, seeing Darkness, the only pokemon flying, going up against Moltres. He looked back at both Alice and Keith, and pointed at the airborne pokemon. They both nodded, understanding and agreeing to Tattoo’s plan. “Go for it,” Keith said.

    “Pyro!” she yelled to her pokemon while Tattoo ran towards him. “Throw Tattoo over to Darkness!”

    The Typhlosion looked up towards Darkness flying towards Moltres. With hope and determination, he looked down, grabbed Tattoo and tossed as hard as he could in the air.

    “Darkness! Get ready to catch Tattoo! ” Keith called towards his black Dragonite.

    Darkness looked down at Tattoo being launched into the air. Seeing that the Medicham had a plan in mind, he swooped down in order to catch him.

    “Moltres, use your Flamethrower on that pitiful dragon,” Maxwell ordered relaxingly.

    The fire covered bird obeyed as he opened his beak, forming a fireball inside before blasting a huge lick of flame aiming at Darkness. “Darkness! Look out!” Keith yelled warningly with shock.

    Darkness turned towards the fiery attack, and immediately yet barely moved out of the way. “Tattoo!” Keith yelled. “He’s falling!”

    Darkness looked around and quickly spotted him falling towards the ground. Knowing how much damage the ground could do after falling a great he zoomed in his direction.

    “So much fun,” Maxwell said. “Moltres, use your Flamethrower again.”

    Moltres shot out another blast of flame at Darkness. “Keep your eye on Tattoo,” Keith commanded. Obeying and trusting his human friend and trainer he kept his eyes on the scarred Medicham, while Keith kept his eye on the incoming blaze. “Fly to your right!” he yelled as he saw the attack coming towards the Dragonite’s left wing from above.

    At the last second, Darkness moved to his right while still keeping his focus on his falling partner while diving towards him at the speed of a shot out cannonball, narrowly missing the blazing scorch. He successfully grabbed Tattoo and held him against his chest.

    “Good work, Darkness!” Keith yelled while everyone sighed with relief.

    “Keith, I think the Team Molten leader was playing with ya,” Jerry said noticeably.

    “He’ll regret that by wasting Moltres’s energy,” Keith said. “You should keep your focus on your part of the battle.”

    “I got no problem with dat,” Jerry said as he looked back. “Look how many guys we got here.”

    “Don’t get so overconfident, Jerry,” Ash said bitterly. “Suicune’s more than just some everyday pokemon you see in forests.”

    They looked at Suicune, Ross’s water beast, being surrounded by their pokemon, Pyro, Jacky and Pikachu. The three pokemon stalked and slowly walked around her while Ross waited for them to attack. “There’s no use stalling,” Ross said smugly. “Afraid of what this beast can do?”

    “Pikachu!” Ash yelled. “Use your…”

    “Wait a sec, Ash,” Jerry said suddenly. “I’ll go first. Let me try to find the weak spot at least. After all, I’m not the best trainer ever.”

    Alice and Ash turned their attention to their friend, upset. “Jerry…” Alice said worriedly. “Are you…?

    “Don’t degrade yourself like that, Jerry,” Ash said. “I’ve won a couple of championships but that doesn’t mean I’m the best trainer either. I still got a lot of things to learn too, you know.”

    Jerry looked down, understanding what Ash meant. “Still, I don’t know if I’m going to get knocked out of this battle… but at least le me try to do something. Jacky! Use your Mega Punch attack!”

    Jacky ran towards the blue beast, aiming his clenched fist towards her face. “Jerry!” Alice cried. “Don’t attack straight on!”

    “Suicune, use your Water Gun,” Ross ordered.

    “Jacky! Slide down! Change the attack into a sliding Low Kick!” Jerry yelled.

    Suicune quickly blasted out a huge jet of water out of her mouth but Jacky quickly slid down to the ground, aiming his strong feet towards one of his opponent’s forelegs. “Got ‘em!” Jerry said triumphantly.

    But Suicune saw it coming and lifted up her left foreleg, much to Jacky’s and Jerry’s surprise, and slammed it on the Hitmonlee’s gut when he slid under it, knocking some air out of his body. “Ice Beam, Suicune,” Ross said.

    “Jacky’s in trouble!” Alice cried when she saw Suicune forming a ball of energy in her opened mouth, aiming down on the helpless fighter. “We got to help!”

    “Pikachu! Thunderbolt attack!” Ash commanded, pointing at the opposition.

    “Let’s go, Pyro!” Alice yelled. “Mega Punch!”

    The electric rodent ran towards them and leapt into the air before yelling out his battle cry, releasing a powerful stream of electricity towards the beast while the fiery monster ran towards Suicune.

    “Suicune, Mirror Coat against that Thunderbolt,” Ross ordered, still confident in himself and his pokemon. “It’s coming from your right.”

    The majestic looking Suicune quickly withdrew her Ice Beam attack and looked at the direction of the attack and her eyes glowed energetically while a barrier formed around her. The bolt struck the barrier but the defence move deflected the move as it bounced back towards Pikachu, who quickly moved out of the way. “Now use Ice Beam,” Ross said.

    Suicune’s eyes stopped glowing while the barrier slowly disappeared simultaneously. She quickly shot out her Ice Beam attack but the Typhlosion ducked underneath and his tightly clenched paw viciously slammed her face from underneath, knocking her upwards and off Jacky’s stomach, much to Ross’s shock.

    Jacky leapt up to his feet, ready to fight with Pyro and Pikachu standing beside him. “Looks like we done some big damage,” Jerry said smugly.

    Suicune’s back was turned away after being given a hefty punch to the face. She slowly turned around, showing that she was unfazed, let alone hurt or bruised. “No way!” Alice said in shock. “But… that Mega Punch.”

    Ross let out a small titter. “I may have underestimated you,” he said. “But as you can see, it takes more than just your pitiful punch to stop my Suicune.”

    “Huh, no matter what it takes, or what your plan is, I know one thing about YOUR Suicune, Ross,” Ash said loudly. “That’s why I’m going to go all out.”

    “Darn right!” Jerry yelled, agreeing with Ash. “We’re gonna knock the taste out of their arrogant mouths!”

    Kenzo, one of the trainers who was eliminated courtesy of Pikachu’s Thunderbolt, was confused about Ash’s statement. “Ross’s Suicune?” he said. “What is he on about?”

    “I think he may be onto something, monsieur Kenzo,” Pierre said. Despite also being eliminated, he still remained in his calm state. “I also think that monsieur Ross is hiding something about Suicune.”

    While they discussed, Ruth of Team Ocean couldn’t help but glare nastily at the opposing team after her defeat. “Those people and their pokemon… they have no guts… nothing but cowards,” she grumbled angrily before looking up at the airborne pokemon and Tattoo battling in the air.

    Both Keith’s Dragonite, Darkness, and Maxwell’s Moltres were blasting out their Dragonbreaths and Flamethrowers while avoiding each other’s attacks upon their trainers’ commands with Tattoo holding on to Darkness’s back. Tattoo’s eyes focussed on Moltres as he thought up a plan to help beat the flaming bird.

    Soon, he found himself at a distance when Darkness flew above Moltres. He jumped on his partner’s head and then leapt off, falling down about fifteen feet before safely landing on top of Moltres’s back, much to surprise of everyone, especially Keith and Maxwell.

    “What’s this?” Maxwell asked bewilderedly.

    “What is he, Ariados-man?” Keith said also confused with surprised.

    The suicidal Medicham began pummelling on the enemy’s back with his bare paws, attempting to put a hurting on him, or at least distract him but Moltres wasn’t feeling any affect. “Moltres, shake him off!” Maxwell ordered gruffly.

    As he was told to do, Moltres frantically tried to shake him off but Tattoo wrapped his arms tightly around the bird’s neck, hanging on for dear life and attempted to choke the air out of him. Almost everyone on Keith’s side looked on in fear for the sacrificing Tattoo. “Keith,” Black Jack murmured to himself, noticing what he was attempting to do. “It’s now or never.”

    “Keith,” Tracey said worriedly. “You’re not going to…”

    “It’s going to a waste if I don’t,” Keith said determinedly, knowing what kind of damage it would have on his partner yet he had no choice. “Darkness! Hyper Beam attack! Full power!”

    Darkness also knew the dangers of using this move when his team mate was holding onto the enemy. Seeing no other way, he glowed vigorously, charging up his powers. It took a long moment until he was at full power. He blasted a huge energy beam out of mouth, aiming towards Moltres.

    “Moltres,” Maxwell shouted. “Dodge the beam.”

    Moltes quickly turned his attention to the attack heading his way at blinding speed. “No way he’s going to dodge that in time,” Keith said with confidence.

    Suddenly, Moltres barely moved out of the way, much to the astonishment of everyone standing in this battlefield, spectator and battler alike but with the exception of a few people.

    Referee Black Jack was one of them. “[I know there’s something weird about that Moltres],” he thought to himself. “[A lot of the time, people and pokemon would lose focus when being choked. And legendary pokemon are no exception].”

    “No way!” Keith yelled in disbelief after seeing the attack missing its target.

    “But… Moltres was being choked!” Christie yelled.

    “Something’s wrong here,” Brock said suspiciously.

    “I agree,” Oak said. “With the speed of that Hyper Beam and being distracted by that choke hold, there was no way Moltres would be able to dodge that.”

    In the air, Darkness was also in disbelief after seeing his energy beam missing Moltres. He was also low in energy and tired after blasting out his most powerful attack as he heavily breathed in and out, while flapping his wings keeping himself in the air.

    Tattoo still maintained locking onto the neck, still attempting to choke the air, and if possible life, out of the legendary firebird while Moltres was still trying to shake him off. “Now, Moltres,” Maxwell commanded. “While that Dragonite is weakened, use your Flamethrower.”

    “[No way that’s possible],” Black Jack thought, knowing that most fire types would breath fire from their stomachs, which needs to go through the throat before coming out of the mouth or, in Moltres’s case, beak.

    But to more of his suspicion, a ball of energy formed inside Moltres’s beak, almost ready to shoot Darkness with it.

    “Gah!” Keith grunted. “Darkness, try to get out of the way!”

    Knowing what was going to happen, Tattoo quickly released his grip and began to leap onto the bird’s head. “What is he doing?” Keith asked himself.

    “Don’t tell me…” Black Jack mumbled with narrowed eyes.

    “Fire!” Maxwell ordered quickly, just before Tattoo leapt off Moltres’s head.

    “He’s committing suicide!” Black Jack yelled noticeably after seeing what he saw; Tattoo, in a nick of time to save Darkness, got in front of Moltres before getting hit and burned by the flame attack the flaming bird blasted.

    That caused an explosion upon impact on Tattoo’s body, in front Moltres’s face, much to the shock of those fighting with Alice. The suicidal Medicham fell from the smoke, unable to move after taking a direct and hefty hit from the legendary bird. “Tattoo’s in trouble!” Keith yelled. “Darkness! Help him!”

    Darkness quickly swooped down and successfully caught his comrade, seconds before he was about hit the ground, much to everyone’s relief. He slowly laid him on the ground while Black Jack walked over to Tattoo and checked on him. He lifted up his wrist to see if he could feel his pulse.

    Somewhat normal.

    Black Jack checked on his heart, placing his hand on his chest.

    Beating slowly. Normal.

    Black Jack checked on his breathing, holding his hand near his mouth.

    Breathing small breaths. Normal.

    “Tattoo, can you hiss for me?” Black Jack asked.

    No response. This meant that he was unconscious. “Tattoo’s unable to battle,” Black Jack announced. “He’s eliminated.”

    He lifted Tattoo up, hoisting him onto his shoulder before walking off the battlefield. “Get on with it,” he ordered as he continued walking while Darkness looked on.

    “Darkness, behind you!” Keith warned towards his Dragonite.

    Darkness quickly turned around, seeing a huge blue energy blast coming his way at high speed. “Fly away now!” Keith yelled.

    His Dragonite quickly flapped his wings to take off but it was too late. The beam connected, hitting him in one of his wings, freezing it completely. Keith snarled a small curse after finding that Suicune was the one blasting out her Ice Beam attack after knocking down three of her opponents when they were distracted by the explosion. “That was a cheap shot, Ross!” he yelled angrily.

    “I don’t get the reason why you left to team up with Black Jack… the guy who is so gutless that he backed out of this match so he could be the referee,” Ross said back while Black Jack placed Tattoo down. “It doesn’t matter. Because we’re gonna knock all your pokemon out so bad that he will have no choice but to make you all lose out.”

    Black Jack looked at his direction sternly. “I chose to be the referee because no one, let alone you, have the balls to yell at me. Ruth is stupid enough to go against me,” he said.

    Ruth growled and her eyes showed anger when he mentioned that.

    “I don’t intend to lift a finger unless you make me do it,” Black Jack continued. “Because the guys on Ash’s team are more than a match to you. Now get on with it!”

    “With pleasure,” Maxwell said with a sly smirk on his face. “Moltres, use your Hyper Beam!”

    “Fly away now, Darkness!” Keith yelled in desperation.

    Unfortunately, his pokemon wasn’t able to. As much as he struggled, his frozen wing was completely stiff, making him unable to fly. His team mates tried to help him but Suicune held them back while hurting them with her constant projectile attacks. “(Damn)!” Darkness growled, cursing his bad luck while looking back at the Hyper Beam, coming straight towards him.

    An explosion occurred upon the thunderous impact, much to the delight of the leaders of Team Moten and Ocean. Keith shut his eyes close in shame and disappointment, knowing what the outcome would be. He opened his eyes while the smoke cleared, now seeing Jacky, now appeared to have bruises all over his body, arms and all, much to everyone’s shock.

    “Jerry…” Alice said in shock. “How did Jacky…?”

    “I knew Jacky would come and help Darkness out!” Jerry said. “Better than that, he withstood that Hyper Beam!”

    Jacky laughed triumphantly pointing at the opposition. “(I, Jacky the great Hitmonlee),”he yelled. “Trained by the master of all masters, Chan the invincible Blaziken, has endured your most powerful attack! In return, I will…)”

    He stopped before he could say another word for a brief moment. He suddenly collapsed to the floor face first. “Jacky’s unable to battle,” Black Jack announced with a dull face, pointing at the knocked out pokemon. Despite that Jacky was unconscious, he was slightly twitching.

    “Oh man!” Jerry said, returning Jacky back into his pokeball. “You did your best, bud.” He made his pokeball small before placing back in his pocket. “Get’m guys! Show them what you’re made of!”

    “[Jacky and Jerry sacrificed themselves to save us],” Keith thought in amazement as he looked at the blond underdog. “[He knows that Darkness is injured but he has faith in me and him. I’m not gonna let that sacrifice be in vain].”

    “Pyro! Thunderpunch!” Alice commanded pointing at Suicune.

    The flaming monster powered up his clenched paws with electric powers, and tried to slam them onto the blue beast but to no avail as Suicune kept on dodging them.

    “Pikachu! Thunderbolt her!” Ash ordered.

    Pikachu yelled out his battle cries, blasting out electric bolts towards the same enemy but they were also being missed.

    “Moltres, shoot out your Flamethrowers on that pitiful dragon!” Maxwell ordered.

    “Dodge them, Darkness! Run and tackle down that Suicune!” Keith yelled knowing that his dark Dragonite will be unable to fly momentarily until the ice melts.

    The firebird blasted out a large number of flame attacks, aiming towards Darkness but they hit nothing but the ground, causing big explosions upon impact while Darkness dodged each one. He kept on running in Suicune’s direction.

    “[Thanks, guys],” Keith thought to himself when Pyro and Pikachu led Suicune to jump in front of one of the rocks. “Now, Darkness! Slam her!”

    “(Got her in the ropes),” Darkness growled as he, the black Dragonite, aimed his body in Suicune’s direction, attempting to slam her into the rocks after she got distracted by the electric attacks.

    She quickly looked at Darkness coming her way. With just millimetres away, she dodged the attack by quickly jumping into the air upon her master’s command making him inadvertently crash into the rocks. They crumbled into a large heap all over his body.

    “Now’s our chance, Pikachu!” Ash yelled. “Thunderbolt!”

    “Flamethrower, Pyro!”

    Both of their pokemon shot out respective attacks, attempting to blast and defeat her once and for all. The attacks collided on impact causing a big explosion. Ash and his team were confident that Suicune was knocked out. As much as they hated to hurt a pokemon so badly, they had no choice but to do so.

    “Hey, wait a minute,” Ash said, sensing that something was wrong.

    A huge energy beam came shooting out of the smoke, heading towards one of the heroes’ pokemon at blinding speed, with no pokemon able to protect each other at this point. “Darkness! Look out!” Alice yelled fearfully.

    But Darkness, feeling rather weak and hurt after getting damaged he received in this battle, was struggling to get himself out of the rubble. He slowly turned his head around after hearing what Alice cried out, and what he saw next was a huge energy beam coming his way.

    The beam clashed on him with raw force, causing another explosion and Darkness to scream in pain. Everyone covered their eyes to avoid getting the dust and dirt in their eyes while Maxwell and Ross looked on with smirks on their faces. While the dust cleared, everyone looked back on the battlefield with Darkness lying unconsciously on impacted ground where the Hyper Beam hit.

    “Keith... Darkness...” Alice said worriedly.

    “Damn,” Ash muttered, not happy with the outcome of the attack while Suicune landed on her feet.

    Keith gnarled his teeth as he glared angrily at Ross, his former boss, while returning Darkness back into his pokeball. “You did your best, pal,” he said to the pokeball.

    “Darn!” Max yelled in shock. “We took out three of their guys when it was five against three. But now after those leader showed off their legendary pokemon, they had been dominating us! Sure, it’s two-on-two now, but it’s hardly a levelled playing field!”

    “I know,” Christie said. “This is bad. They thought they had all the advantage but now…”

    “You see?” Ross said arrogantly. “Traitors and other cretins like you are no match for me. Not even the great Black Jack can beat me.”

    “Current and future pokemon masters?” Maxwell said also being arrogant. “We made you look like novices.”

    Ash still had the look of anger on his face while Alice’s eyes showed fear after seeing three of their partners get beaten by two rare and very powerful pokemon. Black Jack looked at their direction and noticed that they were now losing focus. The bodies of their pokemon showed they had taken several damages, thanks to Suicune. They were both breathing heavily, trying to gain a small rest and energy.

    “[Don’t listen to them, kids],” Black Jack thought. “[They’re trying to psyche you out. Stay focussed].”

    Alice looked back at his uncle. Though she can’t his eyes because of his sunglasses, she felt deep within her mind and heart that he’s encouraging her in silence. She smiled as she clenched her fist, feeling her confidence and the will to win growing back. “Ash,” she said catching his attention. “I got an idea.”

    Ash nodded and lowered his head towards her while she whispered in his ear. He nodded a couple of times while he listened intently. “Got it,” he said with a smile. They both smiled nastily, looking back at the opposition.

    Maxwell showed suspicion but Ross was still confident. “It doesn’t matter what plans you got,” Ross said. “Maxwell and I will crush you like nuts.”

    “We’ll see about that,” Alice said, this time putting on an evil face. “Pyro! Run and hit Suicune with your Flame Wheel attack!”

    “[An evil looking face]?” Black Jack thought to himself. “[That’s my trademark look, isn’t it]?”

    The Typhlosion looked back at his trainer, also with a small smirk before putting his focus on the battle. On his four legs, he ran towards the blue beast at high speed while a ball of flame engulfed around him.

    “Suicune… Hydro Pump,” Ross said, thinking that it was now a good time to finish this match once and for all. Blue energy surrounded the blue elegant beast showing that she was charging up her power while Pyro kept on running towards her.

    “Hey! Don’t attack up ahead!” Jerry yelled in shock.

    “Too late!” Keith said.

    Suicune opened her mouth, shooting out a mighty blast of water at Pyro.

    “Now’s our chance!” Ash yelled. “Pikachu! Volt Tackle now!”

    “What!?” Ross yelled in a displeasing shock.

    The Hydro Pump connected with the Flame Wheel attack, causing an explosion. Pikachu dashed towards Suicune at the speed of sound with a strong electric power surging around him. He was so fast that no one, not even a legendary pokemon could catch up with him. Close enough for the move to connect with great accuracy, he leapt and ferociously slammed his body right into Suicune’s neck... and through it.

    Pikachu’s powered up body ripped a hole inside her neck, going inside before slamming through the back of the neck and ripping her head off, much to the shock of almost everyone while the rest of the body collapsed to the floor.

    “Pikachu...” Christie said fearfully. “He just ripped Suicune’s head off!”

    “Ash!” Max yelled angrily and disapprovingly. “Why did... hey, wait a minute...”

    His expression turned into puzzlement when he and the others saw something falling out of Suicune’s dismembered head before it fell to the floor in front of Black Jack. He looked down and saw some bolts and other pieces of scrap sticking out. “As I thought,” he said tonelessly. “It’s a robot.”

    “You mean... after all this time people are saying that Suicune’s a legend, it has been actually a robot?” May said in shock.

    “It’s a fake Suicune, May!” Max shouted in an annoyed way. “Couldn’t you tell the difference!?”

    “You couldn’t!” May yelled back.

    “As I thought,” Black Jack said with a smirk on his face as he picked up the robot’s head and observed it closely. Somehow, he knew that the Suicune was a robot all along, which also explained why he wasn’t shocked when Pikachu destroyed it. He arrogantly looked at Ross, who was so shocked and displeased. “Let me guess, not insured, right?”

    “This… cannot be…” Ross said in dismay. “How could this happen?”

    “I had a feeling that there’s something wrong with that Suicune,” Ash said. “There’s no way that you could get her to follow you around. If memory serves correctly, she’s one of the legendary pokemon that helps protect the planet, not destroy it.”

    “No pokemon would follow villains like you around!” Alice yelled.

    “[Alice, you took one look at me and somehow you gained your confidence there],” Black Jack thought noticeably. “[Not to mention figuring out why I wasn’t so shocked when I first saw them. Ash is right, every legendary pokemon we know would never dream of damaging their home planet].”

    “Moltres! Sky Attack on that rodent!” Maxwell yelled suddenly, using the distraction against his opponents. The firebird engulfed himself in flames while glowing brightly before he quickly dived down, aiming his beak towards his target Pikachu.

    “Pikachu! Watch out!” Ash yelled in desperation. Pikachu turned around, seeing Moltres dashing down towards him. There was nothing he could do except defend himself. He held his paws up, ready to receive the impact.

    Suddenly, a steel chair fell and crashed on top of Moltres’s head, crushing it to the ground and smashing it into pieces of nuts and bolts, courtesy of Pyro who was standing on top of the chair. Moltres was no longer moving, much to Maxwell’s dismay. Almost everyone was shocked that this Moltres was a robot too.

    “(This one’s for Tattoo, mate),” Pyro growled bitterly as he stepped off the chair.

    Black Jack held up two fingers. “Suicune and Moltres are out of the game and Team Molten and Ocean are out of useable pokemon,” he announced. “Ash’s team wins.”

    “Did it!” Ash yelled triumphantly as he raised his fist up high into the air and everyone cheered for joy except for their opponents.

    Black Jack lowered his sunglasses down, giving his enemies a death-threatening look. “And you know what that means,” he said with a smirk.

    Ross slowly stepped. “Everyone! Retreat!” he yelled. Everyone from Team Molten and Ocean ran to their vehicles and entered them.

    For Ocean, they were using their car to get away. The driver started to drive but for some reason, they were not moving. “What’s going on here?” Ross yelled angrily. He turned around and saw Tyranitar and Feraligatr grabbing hold of the back of the car with their strong claws. They then heard some glass bashing from the front of the car and turned into that direction. They saw Nidoking slamming his head into the windscreen before shattering to pieces. “(Here’s Spiky)!” Nidoking roared in a manically playful manner, which made Team Ocean scream in fear.

    Team Molten tried to get away using their helicopter. “Pilot! Start flying!” Maxwell yelled. A man in a red cap with scruffy hair showed his face.

    “Who to, pally?” he said with a cheesy grin.

    “Wait a minute! You’re not our pilot!” Maxwell yelled.

    “Isaac Wolfpack, Orre Pack member. Don’t bother finding us because we’re not available for servicing at the moment.” the man said while several police officers arrived on the scene. “Please leave an appointment after you get out of this predicament,” he continued sarcastically.

    Outside the vehicles, Black Jack looked around seeing the pokemon and people his friends and associates had saved. They all rejoiced after being saved and for some, a job well done. He was mostly disappointed when he saw a bunch of police officers arriving on the scene. “That detective Stevens,” he moaned, knowing that Stevens was a member of authority. “I wanted to have some fun here.”

    “Ash! Ash!” a woman cried. Ash’s attention was caught as he turned to the direction that the person was calling from. It was Misty, who he dearly missed for many days after her kidnap. She was running to him with tears of joy in her eyes.

    “Misty!” he yelled happily as he started doing the same.

    They ran closer and closer to each other. Close enough for Misty to slap him in the face, knocking him down. Ash was shocked by this sort of action as he placed his hand on his hurt cheek. “Misty…” he said. “Wha…?

    “That’s for not saving me!” she yelled angrily.

    Ash looked down in shame, still remained seated. “Misty…” he said guiltily. “I REALLY wanted to save you, but…”

    He felt a soft hand touching his, where the hurt cheek was. He looked up and saw a sad yet happy look on her face. Her eyes showed sadness after what she did to him, the smile was for another reason. “And this is for thinking, worrying and caring so much about me,” she said softly as she closed her and moved her head towards Ash’s while he did the same until their lips touched. The kiss was light with passion.

    Tracey and May couldn’t help but look in their direction. “It looks like Ash has really grown a lot in the past five years,” Tracey said noticeably.

    “Yeah,” May said solemnly seeing how happy Ash was with Misty.

    Everyone was rejoicing, apart from Bluesky, who couldn’t help but look at Aurora celebrating with her friends and family. He mentally asked himself where would he go from there that now he found his mother and long lost friend. That and much more questions.

    While Alice, Keith and Jerry observed, one by one, each member of both criminal organisations were being arrested, handcuffed and placed into vans. “Okay,” one of the officers said while Ross and Ruth were being handcuffed. “That should be all of them.”

    Ross knocked the officers away before he could get handcuffed. He grabbed one of their guns before looking at the teenagers. “You think you can get away with it?” he snarled. “You think I’m going to let you get away with that? Think again!”

    He quickly aimed the gun at Alice, much to Keith’s and Jerry’s shock, and shot out a bullet. Both Keith and Jerry reacted at the same time. Keith tackled Alice down while Jerry dived taking the bullet in the chest, spewing some red liquid out of it. The small furry red dogs, Growlithes, which belonged to the police, ran and tackled Ross down.

    Everyone reacted to the gunshot sound in shock. They ran into the scene, seeing Ross being held down by the Growlithes, Keith picking Alice up after tackling her down and Jerry lying on the floor with red liquid on the chest where he was shot.

    “Jerry!” Alice yelled sadly. “He’s hurt!”

    Jerry let out a small moan. “Somebody! Get the ambulance!” Ash yelled.

    “Don’t bother, Ash,” Jerry moaned, struggling to get to his feet.

    “Jerry, you’re hurt!” Ash shouted, angry at Jerry’s stubbornness.

    “Hurt? I’m not hurt,” he said as got to his feet, standing like a healthy person who wasn’t hurt. “Probably something I ate.”

    “But the bullet…” Alice said in puzzlement.

    “Oh, that!” Jerry said as he placed his hand inside his t-shirt through his neck collar. “I got an inner-pocket in my t-shirt,” he continued as he took out a small notebook with steel covers. “I was looking for a notebook when the boss took me in. I chose this one because it looked cool… I never thought it’s gonna be a life saver,” he finished gleefully.

    “[I guess he’s got his luck streak],” Black Jack thought theoretically.

    “But that blood…” Cassandra said, also puzzled.

    “Blood?” Jerry said before looking at his notebook. The cover was smeared with a red splat and he had a look of displeasure on his face. “Tell me it’s not what I think it is,” he said with quiver in his voice as he reached into his inner pocket, this time he took out a ripped and ruined packet of tomato ketchup. It turned out that the sauce covered his t-shirt and book when the bullet hit him.

    He shook, trying to breath after he saw the ruined packet. Not able to take in the horrendous moment, he fainted. Everyone, except Misty who was confused, let out a small moan, thinking how ridiculous it was to have a breakdown over a small packet of ketchup. “What’s wrong with him?” she asked.

    “He’s obsessed with food,” Black Jack said simply in a dull tone.

    “I’ll get all of you if it’s the last thing I do!” Ross yelled whilst being dragged away by the police. “You’ll never get away from me! This isn’t over by a long shot!”

    While being handcuffed, she used her body knock the police officers away before storming towards Black Jack and kicking him in the gut. It only had little to no effect on Black Jack. He narrowed his eyes at her before looking away in shame. “I wish you hadn’t done that,” he said. “But then again… I’m kinda glad you did.”

    He quickly turned around kicked her right in the face, knocking her down. He let out small groan out of pain while shaking her head to shake away the dizziness. “This isn’t over, Black Jack,” she snarled. “Just remember who just kicked you in the stomach!”

    “Idiot,” Black Jack grunted. He knew that she was blaming him for her loss.

    “Right,” one of the officers said, dusting his hands after shoving Ruth into the van. “That’s all of them.”

    “Wait a minute,” Alice said. “Where are Pierre and Kenzo?”

    “Who?” the officer asked.

    “The French and Japanese guys,” Mecha said as he walked towards them. “They’re members of Team Molten.”

    “Don’t tell me they’ve escaped?!” Alice said in disbelief.

    “Via remote control I see,” Mecha said. They both let out a small, annoyed sigh; not knowing what ideas those villains will come up with. “Even though Tyranitar told me that they beaten up their pokemon, I bet they had some gadgets attached to them that helped them escape.”

    “Do not worry,” the officer said. “We’ll keep an eye out for them.”

    “Yeah, let’s not worry about them...” Alice said.

    While everyone rejoiced and celebrated, Black Jack couldn’t help but look at a nearby tree branch. He sensed that a pokemon with a strong presence with power was just resting there, taking off just before he could see who it was. “Something wrong, Black Jack?” Ash asked, noticing something suspicious.

    Black Jack didn’t turn his attention to him. “It’s nothing,” he replied simply yet suspiciously.


    At a forest, not far from Black Jack’s location, a black bird with a yellow beak and talons, known as a Murkrow, was flying towards the deep part of his destination. A purple fathered Blaziken looked up into the sky and spotted him flying down. “(Raven has returned, master),” he growled.

    A human hand reached out from the shadows, allowing Raven, the Murkrow to safely land on it. “Welcome, Raven,” he said in casual tone. “Unlike some other spies, you never get shot.”

    Raven whispered to the shadowed figure, who let out a small laugh. “It seems to me that he’s got time now,” he said. “Hmhmhmhm...”


    What’s with this guy? Has he been spying on Black Jack for some time? What does this guy want? Find out next episode.
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    Episode 8: Kill Or Be Killed

    Chapter 1

    A/N: Waning: Contains blood. Viewer’s discretion is advised

    It was a few days after the villains’ defeat.

    At the pokeon center, Alice, Jerry and Keith were at the pokemon center where Raincloud, Bluesky’s mother was being held as a patient. She was held in the same location where Aurora was treated. While she slept behind the strong plastic glass, the young teens looked on after being given the information that she will be fully recovered after a few days. Still, they couldn’t help but be concerned because anything could happen. Alice placed her hand on the glass window and let out a small sigh.

    “Bluesky…” Alice said sadly. “I wish that he was here to see her.”

    “Too bad,” Jerry said. “He’s a little too big to come into this place.”

    “It must be so hard for him to not see her in this place after so long,” Keith said. “If something happens…”

    “Don’t ever say that,” Alice said, interrupting him. Keith and Jerry became surprised by her small outburst. “I don’t like seeing my friends suffer or getting hurt.”

    “No one does, Alice,” Jerry said placing his hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

    “The nurse said that she’s doing everything she can to help,” Keith said. “Raincloud will be okay after a few days.”

    Alice smiled, thanking them for their comfort.


    Outside, Team Molten and Ocean were now repairing the damages they had done in the village, with Black Jack and his pokemon watching them with murder threatening glares, like Spearows looking down on their preys. Black Jack, Ash and members of the Orre Pack agreed to take turns in watching them. At that moment, Ash was training his pokemon while Misty and the Orre Pack observed.

    Nidoking, now known as Spike, couldn’t help but notice that someone was missing. Recently, he wanted to be given a nickname after Salamence remembered his name and that he remembered Alice suggesting to Black Jack that he should give his pokemon nicknames. After all, Chan was given his nickname during their adventures in Orre. After a small debate, Black Jack decided to call his Nidoking Spike, his Feraligatr Mike, his Tyranitar was known as Snake and Metagross was given the nickname Hardshell.

    “(Hey, Jack),” Spike growled to his trainer. “(Where’s Bluesky)?”

    “Hmm…” Black Jack thought aloud while he remembered the conversation he and Bluesky had a couple of nights ago.

    -Flashback-

    “So… you’re stuck between returning back to your clan and sticking with us,” Black Jack said to his dragon friend. Salamence confessed that he missed his group so much after being separated from them after so many years. They were standing in the middle of a forest where no one, or anyone who cares, was there. Silence filled the night air apart from a small wind blowing while Black Jack stood with his back showing to Blueksy.

    It was after a moment Black Jack asked, “Are you sure there’s nothing going on with you and Aurora?”

    The Salamence’s eyes widened as he turned his head away, attempting to hide his small blush from his dark clothed friend. “(Honestly… I don’t know),” he growled, feeling slightly embarrassed of this situation after being known as one of strongest fighters for many years. He felt as though he was getting soft after meeting up with her. He remembered that he was getting along with her, even when she was a Dragonair, they both nuzzled when she refreshed his memory by singing him a lullaby his mother used to sing. Plus, he had strong feelings for her that were more than just friendship. Despite all that, he was also worried and afraid of how Black Jack would react.

    Black Jack turned around, with his trademark frown hiding behind his sunglasses, and slowly walked towards him, who now had his back turned, until he stood next to him. It was a few seconds until he spoke again. “It’s really up to you, Bluesky,” he said. “You’ve been with us for years, even when I was acting like a jerk in those Team Rocket years.”

    Both of them were silent for a few moments until Black Jack spoke again. “Bluesky, it’s okay to fall in love,” he continued. Bluesky’s eyes widened with shock when he mentioned the last word. “But just remember this, there will be guys who get hurt in situations like this no matter what happens.”

    Salamence looked back to the grassy ground, still in shock. “Just do whatever you want,” Black Jack continued before he displayed a small smile. “Just know that I believe in you.”

    He started to walk back to the village while the Salamence was still in deep thought. “And hey!” Black Jack called back while still walking, getting his friend’s attention. “Be careful with Aurora this mating season okay?”

    Bluesky’s eyes widened even further as he deeply blushed, feeling a strong cringe inside, wondering if Black Jack had to mention that.

    -End Flashback-

    “He’s somewhere… thinking,” Black Jack replied to Spike.

    “(What about Chan)?” Nidoking growled.

    “He’s out training by himself.”

    “(Pah! Slackers),” Nidoking growled in annoyance.

    “Hello, Mr. Black Jack,” a man’s voice said catching their attention. He was a middle-aged who had ginger red hair and beard; he was also wearing a navy suit.

    “Oh, you’re the mayor guy of this town,” Black Jack said recognising him. “Peter, isn’t it?”

    “Yes, Mr. Black Jack,” the mayor replied. “I’ve heard about the destruction of your vehicle. Deeply sorry about that.”

    Black Jack let out a small frustrated growl after hearing that. He cherished that motorcycle as though it was like a friend of his, even though it was a present from one of the people he hated. “What’s it to you?” he said bitterly.

    “Well, because of you have done for our village, we bought you a new bike.”

    “It’s not going to be the same.”

    “I beg to differ,” the mayor said with a small smirk as he stepped aside, signalling for Black Jack to look past him. He saw the bike that looked the same as his previous one, including a sidecar.

    “A Harley?” Black Jack said in an utmost pleasant surprise as he slowly walked to his new bike, giving it a light stroke as though it was something precious. “It’s… it’s almost like my old one. H-how did you guys know?”

    “Let’s say that we got some fans of yours.”

    “But… all I did was help out though,” Black Jack said calming himself down. “Alice and the other guys are the real heroes.”

    “Well… if you wish…” the Mayor said as he took the key to the vehicle out of his pocket.

    “I’ll take it anyway. Thanks,” Black Jack said eagerly as he leapt onto his new motorbike, behind first onto the seat after snatching the key away from the mayor. “Time to test drive this baby,” he said as he quickly drove away and out of the village.

    “(Like I said, ‘Slackers’),” Nidoking growled dully to the mayor, who didn’t understand him.


    Elsewhere, outside yet not far from the village, Bluesky was resting miserably close to a pond next to a waterfall. He was in deep thought with who to go with, even with his mother being on her way to recovery. Go back with Aurora, his mother and his family clan or keep on travelling with Black Jack and his bone breaking buddies. He weighed out the pros and cons of both decisions but he still couldn’t come to either one because of the damage it may cause.

    While he was still in deep though, a pokemon was swimming underneath the surface of the pond, trying to not catch his attention. It came close to the edge of the pool where Bluesky was resting on. It suddenly splashed out, grabbing him around the neck and dragging him inside, making him splash into the pond.

    As quickly as he was dragged in, the Salamence quickly flew out and landed on his feet a distance away from the pond, ready for his attacker to come out. “(What’s the idea)?” he growled suspiciously, now soaking wet.

    He saw a couple of orange paws grabbing onto the ground. It turned out to be Aurora as she hoisted herself onto dry land, smiling with delight at him. “(Hehe, gotcha),” she cooed. Bluesky was surprised at this. He could’ve attacked her but he instinctively escaped and wondered what made him do that as he watched Aurora shaking vigorously, drying herself off.

    “(Surprised you, huh)?” Aurora cooed smugly while Salamence did the same. “(I was told that you and your friends do the surprising).”

    Salamence decided to put his worries away, like he often did when he wasn’t alone for the last few days. He smiled as he walked towards the pond. “(Well, most of the time we do and not in a pleasant way),” he growled. “(Sometimes, we get surprised too so we’re all the same).”

    He started drinking some water from the pond while the Dragonite did the same. “(Sometimes, we do pleasant and fun surprises. Y’know, for Alice and the other guys),” Bluesky continued before drinking some more.

    He suddenly squirted some water out of his mouth into her face, showing that he could surprise her any time as well. She quickly stood up and moved a few steps away from him. “(That wasn’t pleasant)!” she squealed disapprovingly while wiping the water away, yet she couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.

    “(Yeah, but it was fun)!” Bluesky cried joyfully before taking flight.

    Aurora let out a small nasty yet playful growl before flying after him. “(Come here)!” she cooed while she chased him in the sky.


    Elsewhere in the forest, Chan was practising his skills as a martial artist. He threw a number of punches and kicks, focusing on his strength and speed. He looked up to a tree before leaping up into the air and kicking off a number of leaves of the tree’s branch.

    He quickly landed on his feet while the leaves slowly fell aimlessly towards the ground. He stood in the centre, surrounded by them with his head looking down, breathing calmly. As quick as a blink, he used one of his paws to quickly try and grab them allowing the rest of the leaves to hit the ground. To his knowledge, these types of small leaves were incredibly light and they slowly fall down because of air resistance, yet they are difficult to grab if someone tried to catch them in a fast attempt.

    After the last leaf drop to the floor, he moved his clenched paw towards his face, close enough for him to see. He opened his paw to see how many leaves he had caught as he counted each one. “(Eight),” he growled to himself with a small smile. “(A new record).”

    “(Dear, oh dear. You still have a long way to go, little chick),” growled another voice.

    Chan’s eyes widened with shock. “(That voice),” he growled before turning around. He saw a purpled feathered Blaziken slowly walking into the scene with his arms folded. His eyes narrowed upon seeing him. “(You)…”

    “(Hello, my friend),” the dark Blaziken growled. “(You look well).”

    “(What do you want, Darkfire)?” Chan growled suspiciously, putting on his guard. “(Where’s...)?”

    “(My master? He’s around),” Darkfire growled casually. “(He just sent me here to send you and your friends a message).”

    Fire sparks began flowing around Chan’s fist, for he knew what Darkfire meant. “(Well, I got a message for you guys too),” he growled bitterly. “(Leave us alone).”

    “(I think not. There are more reasons we want your trainer than to just battling him).”

    “(I don’t care what your reasons are. I don’t always agree with Black Jack’s actions but I will not let you guys touch him).”

    With that said, Chan rushed towards his dark nemesis, now with both of his fists engulfed in flames while Darkfire stood his ground confidently.


    Black Jack was enjoying his test drive on his new motorcycle. He drove towards the campsite research was being done at the cave of Mt. Ember. Upon his arrival, he stopped at the center of the campsite and got off his vehicle. “Ah, Mr. Black Jack,” Professor Oak called to him, catching his attention.

    “Oak,” Black Jack replied back, seeing the professor walking towards him.

    “I see you’re taking interest in that new bike of yours.”

    “I’ve been a big fan of bikes since I got my first one,” Black Jack replied as h lightly stroked one of the bike’s handles.

    “Well, since you arrived, maybe you would like to take a look at what we recently discovered.”

    “I’m not really into all this research stuff.”

    “I’m pretty sure that you’ll be very surprised by this… you probably haven’t seen this pokemon before.”

    “Remind me. What pokemon is it?”

    “Mew.”

    “Eh,” Black Jack replied simply as he showed a small shrug while turning away, indicating that he’s seen the creature before and that he doesn’t care about it.

    “It could mean that something ‘big’ might come up.”

    That stopped Black Jack from getting on his bike, hearing the word ‘big’ got him feeling intrigued, somewhat getting the feeling that it might involve a big battle. He turned around with an interested smile. “Continue,” he said.

    “If you follow me,” Prof. Oak said as he turned towards two of the Pidgeots, a huge bird pokemon, waiting for them. “I’ll tell you my theory when we get there.”

    They sat on top of the pokemon. One of the Pidgeots was used to Oak’s weight while the other let out a small grunt when Black Jack sat on top of him. “Hey, I don’t weigh that much,” Black Jack said, sounded sarcastically offended. Both bird pokemon flew high into the sky, taking their passengers with them.

    When the Pidgeots reached landed on the cliff, where the cave was, both humans got off their backs. “Now, as you probably know, Black Jack,” he started. “Mew is an extremely rare pokemon, considered to be one of the legendary pokemon. The image we found in that cave showed a large number of them flying above some sort of temple with a man dressed in a toga, befriending the Mews. It could be that in the olden days, there were so many of them until some sort of doomsday event occurred.”

    “Eh,” Black Jack responded, turning his face away. Although he listened to Oak’s words, he didn’t find it interesting.

    “The most astonishingly thing about that image is…” Prof. Oak continued. “The man in the toga held a striking resemblance… to you.”

    Black Jack raised an eyebrow out of surprise while he turned his face back to his researching associate. “Me? Seriously?” he said. “In today’s world, a lot of people have beards and moustaches, y’know. So did the other guys in those olden days.”

    “I assure you, Black Jack,” Oak said as they entered the cave. “I think you’ll find the resemblance most astounding.”


    Meanwhile, back at Chan’s and Darkfire’s location, they both battled fiercely against each other. Both were engaged in close combat, using nothing but their body parts as weapons to get into the offensive and defensive. Both tried to hit each other to no avail as each of their attacks kept getting caught and get countered back or pushed away. Now, they were a distance away from each other, standing in their fighting stances.

    “(Not bad, little chick),” Darkfire growled. “(There’s nothing like a good warm-up).”

    “(I agree),” Chan growled back. “(I wasn’t trying my hardest).”

    “(Your beak says one thing but your eyes says different),” Darkfire said. “(You seem very eager to get rid of me).”

    “(I am… getting me enthused like this is part of my warm-up).”

    “(I wouldn’t be too hasty if I was you).”

    “(Darkfire)…” Chan growled as he held his wrist down with one paw while electric powers sparked on his other paw, showing that his powering up for his next attack. “(When it comes to battling me and my cripple making friends, nothing is too hasty).”

    He suddenly vanished into thin air, much to Darkfire’s surprise. While he tried to figure out where his opponent went, Chan suddenly appeared in front of him and viciously smashed his paw into his gut, sending him flying at a distance until he harshly crashed to the ground.

    Darkfire quickly sat up, holding the hurt anatomy to momentarily stop the pain. Despite how much damage he received, he giggled evilly. “(Is that your best shot)?” he growled.

    “[(He doesn’t look worried)],” Chan thought to himself suspiciously while Darkfire stood up, still with his paw on his stomach.

    “(Perhaps I underestimated you a little bit),” Darkfire said. “(I take it that it’s one of your new moves).”

    “(You didn’t think I’d stop training, did you)?” Chan barked. “(I got more moves than you can count your six fingers).”

    “(Still, even with all that training, you still won’t beat me, let alone make me go away. Besides, I’ve got attacks that even pokemon masters don’t know about).”

    “(Well then enough talk. Show me).”

    Darkfire obliged as he held a small ball of purple flame in his paw before tossing it to the ground. The fireball moved along the floor upon hitting the ground aiming towards Chan’s feet.

    “[(That move)],” Chan thought to himself. He remembered the time when he got hit by that attack. It was a homing projectile that homes in on its target. Even when the target attempts to jump over it, it would shoot out a large pillar of fire hitting its target and immobilising him, allowing Darkfire to relentlessly attack.

    “(You want me, little candlelight)?” he growled focussing on the Ember attack coming towards him. He ran towards the small fireball at a great speed. He ran closer and closer to the fireball until it shot out a pillar of flame. But he was expecting that. At the last split second, he quickly performed a cartwheel to manoeuvre out of the way.

    He quickly saw a fist coming his way and hurriedly blocked it. He attempted to hit Darkfire back but that too was blocked. Both fighters tried to land a hit to no avail until Darkfire attempted a Slash attack. He swung his claws towards Chan but he jumped backwards and then zoomed towards him with a hefty strong punch. His attack viciously slammed him in the face, physically forcing to fly a shot distance until he hit the ground, bouncing a couple of times after crash-landing.

    Chan smiled after his successful hit but he felt a small sting on his left arm. He slightly lifted up the feathers on his hurt limb and saw a small scratch on it. “(Nice touch),” he growled.

    Darkfire slowly got up to his feet, wiping a small spit of blood away from his beak while smiling slyly. “(Not bad),” he growled.

    The red one looked at the dark version of his species as they both stood in their fighting stances again. They both rushed towards each other, quickly thinking of a strategy to defeat the opposition.

    Darkfire quickly went for a punch but Chan sidestepped him, making him miss, while he knocked his fist downward with a quick swift jab with his fingers. Chan then proceeded to trip him with a low roundhouse kick, hitting him by the hind legs. Darkfire was flipped upside down after that hit but he landed on his paws and leapt backwards, this time landing on his feet still looking confident.

    They were a distance away from each other again. Chan looked confused of why Darkfire was still showing confidence. He suddenly felt a small sting on his leg. He kneeled down to check the stinging numbness and it turned out that there was a small cut. He looked at his opponent, figuring out that he must’ve quickly cut his leg while he was upside down. “(Surprised, I see),” Darkfire said smugly. “(I was surprised by you. You were almost lacking in speed but you still got me).”

    Before Chan could figure what he meant, Darkfire then rushed towards him again, only this time Chan stood his ground, preparing himself for any attack from his nemesis. Darkfire went to punch him but Chan blocked it but he soon felt another scratch, this time on his other arm. “[(Strange)],” Chan thought. “[(I would’ve seen that coming but for some reason I didn’t)].”

    He soon felt a cut on his thigh before getting knocked by a kick to the gut. Chan rolled backwards because of the force of the kick, putting him in a seated position. He started to feel dizzy and weak. “(What’s going on)?” Chan asked himself, shaking away the dizziness.

    “(I’ll explain it to you),” Darkfire growled, now standing with his arms folded. “The scars I have given you are injected with poison).”

    “(What)?” Chan roared in shock.

    “(Yes. Long ago, my paws was injected by the poison to add to my fighting way, the poison would’ve killed me but my master cast a spell so I could live while controlling the poison within me. Want to know the reason why I never used it on you before? Well, let’s just say that I wanted to surprise you. The poison injected inside will make you weaker as it progresses. You will become dizzy and weak and you attacks will get slower than usual until your dying hour, which I think will be in about a number of hours unless you continue fighting me. Want to know what the cure is? There isn’t any. Not even a typical antidote or berry would cure you).”

    Chan gnarled his teeth with anger building inside his body. Despite seeing himself as the least violent and most well behaved of his trainer’s team, he allowed his pride and emotion took control of him when he saw more of Darkfire. “(Still want to fight, little chick)?” Darkfire growled. “(It’ll be simple for you to lay down and die).”

    “(You first),” Chan growled before rushing towards him.


    While they fought, Aurora was chasing Bluesky through a forest after he playfully splashed water into her face. The Salamence immediately stopped when he saw a steep hill leading downwards covered by beautifully flowers. He quickly turned around, seeing Aurora playfully pouncing on him but he lifted up his forelegs, catching her successfully but their weights let them roll down the hill until they hit the bottom of it with Bluesky pinning her down.

    He let out a small chortle after that fun moment… until he felt a lick of affection by Aurora. He showed a surprised emotion as he felt a small pleasant wave of electricity flowing through his body as he turned to look into her eyes. She was smiling and looking back at him, both in an enticing way. “(Aurora)…” he growled calmly, smiling back at her.

    Aurora quickly placed a finger of her paw on his mouth, motioning him to not say a word before slowly wrapping her arms around him, bring him closer to her as they closed their eyes, close enough for them to lovingly nuzzle each other’s scaly skins.


    Meanwhile, Black Jack and Prof. Oak walked through the cave, which was placed with lights on the walls, allowing researchers to view the chipped out pictures on the rocky walls carefully. “These are the inscriptions, which we figured, that were written many years ago,” Prof. Oak. “I think the person is telling us a legend or maybe a prophecy.”

    “Or it could be some sort of prank,” Black Jack said dully as he looked at the images.

    “Ah! Here it is,” Prof. Oak said excitedly.

    Black Jack turned his head towards Prof. Oak as he showed the image he was talking about earlier. He described that the drawn out person had a strong resemblance to Black Jack. The drawn out person had more or less the same facial features that Black Jack had, only this character was wearing some kind of ancient clothing.

    Black Jack had an opinion of his own. “He looks nothing like me,” he said dully.

    He went and lightly pressed his finger on the imprint of ‘himself’. “Wait! Don’t touch it!” Prof. Oak warned. But upon touching it, Black Jack saw a series of images flashed into his head. He let a small grunt as he quickly took his finger away from the wall.

    He felt dizzy and shocked after that quick flash. He blinked several times and rubbing his head. “So that’s why you told me not to touch,” he said.

    “I was afraid that you may damage the walls we need to research on,” Oak said worriedly looking at the wall. He turned his attention to his associate, noticing how light-headed he looked. “Black Jack, are you okay?” he asked.

    “I… think I need some air,” Black Jack replied as he slowly out of the cave while the puzzled Prof. Oak looked the image that Black Jack pressed, tapping it lightly a few times.


    While he was recovering, Chan was at a huge disadvantage against his opponent, on the verge of being defeated even. He was knocked down again after a vicious stomp-like kick in the face. He laid on his front, struggling to get to his feet so he could fight the dark Blaziken known as Darkfire. After taking a while, much to Darkfire’s boredom, Chan stood on his feet, feeling really weak and dizzy after taking in the poison his opponent gave him.

    “(How boring),” Darkfire said. “(Have either of your masters ever told you that you’d quit eventually).”

    “(Never… did),” Chan said weakly, breathing in and out between those two words.

    “(Huh. Your mind, heart and soul are strong, my stubborn opponent. But your body is weak after taking in that poison after I scarred you. You should pay attention to that more).”

    He dug his foot into the ground before quickly kicking out small blocks of dirt at him. With his last ounce of strength, Chan ran towards Darkfire knocking away each dirt while Darkfire continued with his attack. When he was close enough, Chan let out a loud roar as he slammed his fist onto Darkfire’s chest with all his might. There was a sound of bones breaking, but it wasn’t the ribs inside Darkfire’s chest… it was the bones inside Chan’s fist.

    Darkfire smiled evilly, feeling no pain whatsoever even after taking the hit. “(That’s not the only pain you’re feeling, isn’t it, little chick)?” he growled, looking at Chan’s hurt face.

    Chan looked down and saw all three fingers of his opponent penetrating inside his gut, causing his blood to slowly ooze out. Darkfire pulled his paw out, making the blood leak out even more but Chan quickly covered it to stop it as he fell to the floor, groaning in pain.

    Eyes shut tightly; he laid on his back, trying to take in the pain while Darkfire looked down on him, smiling arrogantly. Chan sensed his presence, despite his eyes being closed. “(Are you… finished yet)?” Chan growled hurtfully.

    Darkfire responded by grabbing Chan’s neck with one paw. Then, he lifted him up as high as he could. “(Just one more move, little chick),” he growled sinisterly as his eyes glowed energetically purple. “(Just one more).”

    Suddenly, after he let out a small but long grunt, a huge column of dark purple fire erupted from the ground, surrounding the bodies of both Blazikens. Darkfire was still grunting while unleashing this powerful force while still holding onto the neck of his victim. Chan on the other hand was feeling a world pain as he felt the pillar of flame surrounding his body, including the scarred and punctured parts. “(Scream)!” Darkfire roared. “(Scream for me)!”


    Back at the village, everyone noticed the pillar of dark purple fire and began pointing at it while talking curiously about it. Spike, Mike, Hardshell and Snake showed a different reaction of shock and dismay.


    Just as Bluesky and Aurora were enjoying their precious moment, they heard a loud roar. They flew up high into the air, they too saw the purple pillar. “(What is that Bluesky)?” Aurora asked curiously.

    “(It can’t be)…” Blueksy growled in disbelief.


    Black Jack also saw the purple pillar after he came round, also to his disbelief.

    “Him again,” Black Jack and his pokemon said simultaneously with narrowed eyes, with the pokemon saying his name in their own language. He looked around, and saw a sledgehammer inside an equipment box. He quickly walked over to it and picked up, deciding to take it with him. Then he, and the rest of his pokemon, rushed to their destination, much to the other observers’ confusion.


    Having enough of waiting for Chan to scream despite every bit of pain put into him, Darkfire stopped his attack as his eyes stopped glowing, making the fiery column vanish quickly. “(Fool),” he growled in an annoyed way before slamming him down.

    Chan was still breathing, even after all the beatings he had taken. “(I sense your friends coming. I won’t kill you here but you’re as good as dead anyway with the poison I placed inside you),” Darkfire said showing a haughty smile. “(If you somehow survive this miraculously, we’ll meet again).”

    He leapt onto one of the tree branches and onto another, jumping away from the scene. “(If you survive)…” Chan heard his nemesis growl.

    Soon, Black Jack and his friends rushed into the scene, with Black Jack on his motorbike, Bluesky and Aurora flying by air and the rest of his pokemon by foot. Black Jack quickly got off his bike and ran towards his Blaziken, who was still lying on the ground, nearly unconscious. He kneeled down close to him, looking at the wounds, bruises and burnt marks his friend had on him. “Chan, say something,” he said.

    “(Darkfire… Damien… poison)…” Chan groaned in pain. “(Hard… for Pecha berry… or… any medication… to help me)…”

    The pokemon shook their heads in dismay as they saw their friend in this sort of state. Black Jack’s eyes narrowed and gnarled his teeth, both in anger. “That’s what they think!” he snarled before taking out his pokeball and zapping Chan back in. He quickly stood and looked at his other pokemon before zapping them back inside. He looked at Aurora. “If you can follow me, you can come,” he said before quickly getting on his bike and riding off.

    “(Wait for me! What’s going on)!?” she cried with great concern as she took flight.


    At that time, Ash and the others arrived back at the village while Alice and her friends left the pokemon centre. They all noticed that Black Jack and his pokemon were missing. “Hey, where did uncle Jack go?” Alice asked.

    “Probably giving some trouble makers a beating,” Ash said.

    They heard a motorbike speeding their way. They turned their attention to that revving sound and saw Black Jack riding his vehicle at high speed with Aurora following him. He sped past his associates and relative before immediately stopping his bike, got off and rushed into the hospital, much to their shock and curiosity. “Hey, Black Jack! What’s going on!?” Isaac yelled.

    “Something big I think,” Wes said.

    Ash turned towards Aurora when she landed on the ground. “Aurora, what happened?” he asked in a demanding voice, catching his friends’ attentions.

    “(It’s Chan),” Aurora cried with great concern and worry in her voice. She was on the verge of tears. “(He’s been beaten up badly).”

    Pikachu and Ash showed their shocked looks. “Ash, what happened?” Alice asked, also being worried. “What’s up with uncle Jack?”

    Ash’s eyes widened, as did Pikachu’s and Aurora’s. Ash turned around to face her afraid of how she might react after finding out one of her dear friends getting brutality beaten up. “Alice…” he said sombrely, looking down on the ground. “Chan’s hurt…”


    Inside the pokemon centre, Chan was laying on top of a wheeled stretcher with a bandage wrapped around his wounded areas to stop the bleeding. His stretcher was being hurriedly pushed big a pink, egg-shaped pokemon called a Chansey. Black Jack and Nurse Joy followed them close behind.

    “He said something about the poison?” Nurse Joy asked in a fearful way.

    “Just get him healed,” Black Jack ordered angrily.

    “Yes, sir. Please wait outside until the operation is done.”

    With that said, Nurse Joy and Chansey ran into the emergency rooms with the stretcher, leaving Black Jack behind the doors. He stood in his spot, looking down on the floor, breathing heavily in and out while his fist shook angrily. The emergency sign above the doors glowed, showing that the procedure went underway.

    He heard some running footsteps coming towards him from behind before a pair of arms wrapped around his body. He slowly reacted as he turned his head around towards the person holding him. It was Alice, worried sick about her uncle and her friend Chan. Behind her were their friends and associates, apart from Aurora who was too big to fit through the door. Not wanting to be distracted, he turned his attention back to the sign.


    Two hours later, when day became night, Black Jack was still standing at the same spot while some of his associates were frantically walking around the corridor while others calmly sat on their chairs or leaning against the walls. One thing for certain, they were deeply concerned about Chan’s health.

    Black Jack noticed the room’s door opening despite that the light on the sign was still on. Everyone heard the door opening and quickly walked over to it. Nurse Joy stepped out of room with worry in her eyes. Black Jack’s eyes narrowed, suspicious of one thing.

    “Black Jack,” she said sombrely. “About what Chan said... we don’t have the antidote that can cure him...”

    Everyone couldn’t believe it. “Someone please say April Fool’s day to me,” Jerry said in dismay.

    “I don’t think we can, Jerry,” Brock said.

    “[There better a ‘but’ in it],” Black Jack thought, trying to keep his anger in.

    “But...” Nurse Joy continued, stopping everyone from getting worked up. “There is one thing we need to cure your friend. A berry called Puritay.”

    Everyone showed puzzled looks on their faces. “Puritay?” May asked. “What’s that?”

    “One of the most rarest berries in the world. Hardly anyone has seen it. I never seen it myself but I heard about it...”

    Black Jack grabbed her neck and forced into the wall. He didn’t want to hear all the details and was mixed with a number of negative feelings like anger and impatience. “Hey!” Stevens yelled but his friends held him back, afraid of what Black Jack might do.

    “Talk straight,” he growled sinisterly in a demanding way. “What does this berry look like? Where is it? How much time does Chan have left?”

    “It’s a white berry on a white plant, both of them clear as snow,” Nurse Joy answered quickly. “It’s on Mt. Frostbite, a mountain covered in snow no matter what the weather is. It’s up north past Mt. Ember, it’s not far. Chan doesn’t have much time left, he’s trying to hold on but he’s running out of time, maybe two hours at most.”

    Black Jack released her neck and quickly made his exit out of the building. “Uncle! Where’re you going? Do you know where Mt. Frostbite is? What if that guy hurts you too?” Alice cried.

    “I spotted the mountain somewhere while riding my bike,” Black Jack replied.

    “I’ll come with you!” Alice cried, quickly following him.

    “No Alice!” Black Jack said in a demanding tone. “You and the other cubs stay here.”

    “But uncle…!”

    Black Jack quickly turned around with anger in his eyes hiding behind his shades. Alice felt fear in her heart when he turned to look at her. “Am I talking to myself, little miss? You will do as you’re told!” he shouted angrily.

    Everyone became shocked and scared when Black Jack yelled at the most important person in his life, his niece, Alice. He never shouted at her until now. He turned around again and made his to the door, leaving Alice shocked and scared. “Uncle…” she whispered fearfully.

    Ash turned to Misty. “I’ll help him out,” he said.

    “But, Ash…” Misty said worriedly.

    Ash kissed her on the cheek and smiled in an assuring way. “Trust me,” he said with a wink. He then ran past Black Jack and stopped in front of him.

    “Ketchum,” Black Jack said. “If you’re trying to stop me, you have no chance because I’m not in a mood.”

    “Who’s making you stop?” Ash asked while Pikachu leapt onto his shoulder. “How about it if I come with you?”

    “(Yeah! Me too)!” Pikachu squealed with enthusiasm in his voice.

    Black Jack looked back towards Alice and his associates, thinking that this may be the last time he may see them. He slowly turned to Ash and suddenly ran past him. “If you can get to my bike before I start driving, you can come,” he said.

    Ash got into pursuit, attempting to chase Black Jack down while everyone looked on. Alice’s shoulders trembled with fear and emotion as tears began to form in her eyes. “Uncle… why?” she sobbed while everyone looked at her with worry in their eyes. “Why have you become like this… why won’t you let me help?”

    “He’s worried about you, Alice,” Misty said caringly, placing her hand on her shoulder. “He doesn’t want you getting hurt.”

    “I know… Chan’s his pokemon,” Alice sobbed, sniffling between words. “After everything that guy done to him… if uncle had to face him…”

    “He’ll be okay,” Misty said quickly. “Your uncle will come through just like you did when you face Team Molten and Ocean.”

    “Man!” Jerry said, sounding scared and impressed. “I know that the boss likes to hurt people but I wondered what he would be like when he’s really mad.”

    “Well, now you know, mate,” Mecha said, also impressed. “I’ve seen him like this before. I’d hate to be the guy who crosses bosses, or in this case Black Jack. Still, I can’t help but fear for him because whoever did something like that to Chan must be one dangerous individual.”

    “Be with Black Jack, man,” Isaac said encouragingly, giving a light elbow on Rhydon’s hard stone arm. “Pray for him. We all know that Black Jack’s not to be messed with. Besides, Ash is a tough trainer himself and he’s with him.”

    Alice’s clenched fists shook, trying to stop herself from crying. She wiped her tears off, now showing that she had be strong… for her uncle and the pokemon he carried.


    Outside, Black Jack quickly ran past Aurora, who was on a night watch and was surprised when he did that. He leapt onto his motorcycle. “(Hey, Black Jack),” Aurora cried. “(Where’s)…?”

    Black Jack quickly drove away, not allowing Aurora to finish her question. “(Bluesky)…” she cooed worriedly, knowing that there was a good chance that he would be with his trainer.

    “Huh, that punk kid didn’t make it, eh?” Black Jack said feeling a little disappointed yet smugly.

    “Who are you calling a punk kid?” a familiar voice said, catching his attention.

    Black Jack knew it was Ash, riding in the sidecar while holding Pikachu to his chest. “Bah,” he muttered.


    At the speed of a shot out bullet and no light to guide except the stars and the moon, he drove past through deep forests and mountains until he, Ash and Pikachu spotted a mountain that was covered in white snow. “[Mt. Frostbite],” they thought in unison.

    As soon they reached their destination, Black Jack immediately stopped before he and Ash got off the bike. They both looked up, knowing that it would be easier to get there by flight. “You got flying pokemon on you, Ketchum?” Black Jack asked.

    Ash nodded in response as he took a pokeball off his belt. While he did that, he noticed a rather dirty wooden cottage nearby with no lights in it and figured that it’s probably abandoned. “Come on out, Swellow!” he yelled as he released his bird.

    Black Jack let Bluesky loose from his pokeball. They were both told to help their trainers get to the top of the mountain. They obeyed as they grabbed of their trainers’ shoulders and flew up into the sky, looking to get to the top of the mountain and find the berry.

    Despite the top of the mountain being so high up, the flying pokemon were having no problem lifting their trainers up. Suddenly, a purple fireball came flying their way at high speed. “A fireball! Dodge!” Black Jack yelled, seeing the fireball come his way from below.

    Everyone quickly saw the fireball after that warning, and the flying pokemon out of the way at a split second. Everyone looked down and saw a young silver haired man dressed in a long purple jacket over the rest of his black clothes. He smiled sinisterly at the sight of them.

    Black Jack narrowed his eyes at him. “Ketchum, get the berry,” he said. “I’ll take care of him.”

    “Wait a minute,” Ash said. “Is he...?”

    “Just go, Ketchum!” Black Jack replied angrily.

    Granting his request, Ash nodded and told Swellow to continue flying to the top of the mountain while Bluesky carried Black Jack towards his upcoming opponent. Upon landing on one of the mountain cliffs, where the mysterious man was standing, Black Jack called his Salamence back into his pokeball. He then looked at the man with angry eyes. Only he could recognise him.

    He was the man who kills others for his own enjoyment. He was the man who admitted that he killed his parents years ago. He was the man who Black Jack faced five years in a literally ‘do or die’ pokemon battle. Most astonishingly, he was the man who claimed to have lived countless centuries, centuries before Black Jack was born. He was known to him, and only him, as...

    “Damien Tusk...” Black Jack snarled.

    “It’s been a long time, Black Jack,” Damien said darkly with a smile. “You look well.”
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    Chapter 2

    Warning: Contains blood.

    Black Jack and Damien stood a distance away from each other on one of the cliffs of Mt. Frostbite. “What do you want with me this time, Tusk?” Black Jack asked darkly.

    “Why ask questions when you already know the answer?” Damien asked back in response.

    “If you lay one finger on any of my relatives…” Black Jack snarled.

    “Who said that I wanted your relatives?” Damien replied smugly. “I want you and only you.”

    “Why are you so interested in me?”

    “Don’t you remember? You have high intention and desire to physically and emotionally hurt others in any way, Black Jack… or shall I call you Joseph?”

    Black Jack became confused. “Who? What are you talking about? I’m not Joseph,” he said.

    “I guess you don’t remember,” Damien said smugly. “Let’s just say that it’s something to do with the past.”

    Black Jack’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, thinking that it might some sort of trap. “I have no idea what you’re planning,” he said as he noticed his pokemon-contained pokeballs beginning to shake vigorously. “Quite frankly, I don’t care what your plan is because I have five of my pokemon here, dying to smash your face in.”

    “Humph. Dying… dying is the correct word for you,” Damien said darkly. “Coming to think of it, you have been dying since the day you were born like everyone else with the exception of myself.”

    “Oh yeah. You got this ‘immune to age’ thing, right. If your pokemon wasn’t immune to pain last time I fought you, I take it that you’re not either. Anyway, I didn’t come here to chitchat. I want you out.”

    “Hohoho. How badly do you want me out?”

    Black Jack took his pokeball off his belt. “After we’re done dealing with your pokemon, we’ll cripple every single limb of your body for good,” he said. “We’ll battle until one of us is out of pokemon.”

    “Huh, this shouldn’t take long,” Damien said before taking a pokeball of his own out of his pocket.

    “Go!” they both simultaneously as they both tossed their pokeballs out, releasing their respective pokemon.


    Meanwhile, Ash and his pokemon were flying above the mountain. Swellow flew down and placed Ash on top of the mountain. “Thanks, Swellow,” Ash said before taking out his pokeball and zapping him back inside. “Take a good rest.”

    He and Pikachu shivered at the cold mountain air as they tried to look for the berry. “Well, Pikachu, we got to hurry,” Ash said. “Chan’s life is at stake.”

    “(Yep),” the little rodent squeaked as he leapt off his friend’s shoulder. He ran over to a cliff and quickly spotted the berry they were looking for, the Puritay berry, to help cure Chan. “(Jeez. If only we spotted it earlier),” he cooed to himself before calling out to his friend.

    Ash turned to his attention and ran over to him. Pikachu pointed downwards to where the berry was. It was a few distances downwards and Black Jack’s battle with Damien was happening at the other side of the mountain. “Nice work, Pikachu” Ash said before taking his pokeball off his belt. “Now, I’ll just…”

    He suddenly stopped, starting to have second thoughts. He decided to let Swellow rest a little longer as he placed the pokeball away before starting to climb down. “(Ash! Are you crazy)!?” Pikachu cried worriedly. “(What if you get hurt)?”

    “I’ll be fine, old pal,” Ash said, giving his long time friend a reassuring wink. “Keep an eye out in case something happens.”


    Back at the battle scene, Black Jack released Bluesky, his Salamence while Damien sent out a small black bird with yellow beak and talons, known as a Murkrow.

    Despite how weak Murkrows appear to be to most human trainers, Black Jack was an exception because he knew what creatures like these are capable of, especially when one of them was trained by his nemesis. “Remember to use more than just your eyes, Bluesky,” he said. “We faced a bunch of cheapskate Murkrows before but not this one.”

    “How right you are,” Damien said. “The only pokemon you battled against before were Tombstone and Darkfire when you faced me. But keep in mind that I have been keeping my eye on you.”

    “(Jack)…” Bluesky growled, partly worried for his trainer yet just as angry he was when he noticed the angry and sadistic look on his face.

    Black Jack gnarled his teeth out of anger. “I hate stalkers!” he snarled. “But then I like them for a reason… Bluesky! Dragon Claw! Slash that gutter bird down now!”

    Damien chortled. “So basic,” he said. “Raven, Double Team and Slash attack.”

    “(With pleasure, master),” Raven squawked with satisfaction in his voice. At blinding speed, he flew up into the air with several newly created Murkrows following him. Shock appeared on the faces of Black Jack and his Salamence as Raven and his clones quickly hit their talons, beaks and wings on him, allowing no time to do anything but defend himself and leaving with nothing but small gashes on parts of his body.

    Bluesky looked down on his hurt parts and saw three gashes on his forelegs. “[Those illusions can do damage too, huh]?” Black Jack thought in a surprised way before seeing the other Murkrow clones coming in for their share of the Salamence’s flesh at the speed of a shot out bullet.

    “Blueksy! Protect yourself!” Black Jack yelled.

    Bluesky’s eyes glowed as an energy sphere surrounded him, defending him from any further harm. “[Humph. Stalling won’t help him],” Damien thought, “[Soon, that Protect will disappear].”

    “[Stay calm, Black Jack],” Black Jack thought to himself. “[Getting angry won’t help you this time like it usually does].” He looked at the speed of Raven’s flying, gnarling his teeth with frustration while Bluesky continued defending himself with his Protect move. They faced many pokemon that used Double Team before but never had they faced one that created illusions that could cause such damage and move at such speed.

    “(Can’t hold it much longer),” the blue dragon growled to himself as he saw his shield beginning to slowly fade away.

    “[He’s going to get vulnerable],” Black Jack thought.

    He was correct. One of Murkrows slashed Blusky from behind after the shield vanished completely, causing him a lot physical pain while he let out a roar in pain.


    A distance away, Aurora felt a shocking pain in her heart before quickly falling to the floor while clasping her chest. She quickly stood up looking at one of the mountains. “(Bluesky)!” she cried before taking off into the air.


    Back at Ash’s location, he slowly took a few steps downwards towards his target. Pikachu twitched his ears as he sensed something was about to occur. It turned out that he was correct because suddenly a strong wind and blizzard blew in their direction. Ash quickly reacted by holding tightly to the edgy rocks in the hopes of not letting go but Pikachu’s weight couldn’t stand the strength of the wind that had occurred, which blew him off the top of the mountain.

    With a cry of fright and shock, Pikachu was falling from a very tall height that had a very high possibility of getting him killed. Ash saw this. He quickly reached out and caught his friend with one hand. “It’s okay, buddy, I gotcha,” he said loudly before bringing his friend close to his chest and tucking him into his jacket while still holding onto the walls. He then looked for the berry again but the blizzard was making things for his sight and movement. He would have to wait until the blizzards ends.

    More slashes later, Bluesky was on the verge of passing out from the pain he was suffering from as he fell and crashed to the ground. Covered with scars, cuts and gashes, he slowly stood up to his feet looking at Raven and his illusions still flapping their wings in the sky, ready to attack.

    “[I never got this many bad scars since our days in Team Rocket],” the blue dragon growled to his friend, panting between words.

    “I’m surprised that that Murkrow still have that Double Team move still showing after a long while,” Black Jack said. “What’s up with that?”

    Raven and all of his illusions began diving down on the Salamence. “Bluesky, Endure and concentrate to find the real one,” Black Jack commanded quickly. “And power up your next attack.”

    Bluesky closed his eyes, attempting to sense the real one while tensing and hardening his body the damage the Murkrow was about to cause. Black Jack also closed his eyes and concentrated in order to help his friend find the real one. Despite that Bluesky kept on getting hit continuously, with each cut getting more painful than the last, he still remained in his calm and concentrating state.

    Suddenly, they both opened their eyes at the same time. “Bluesky, you know where it is!” Black Jack yelled. “Punk out that Murkrow with your Hyper Beam!”

    Bluesky turned around, facing the real Murkrow behind him, releasing a gigantic energy blast out of his mouth. The blast clashed onto the body of Raven, causing an explosion on impact.

    Despite that he was wearing shades, Black Jack covered his eyes, shielding them from getting blinded while Damien stood at his spot with no worry or concern on his face. “That was expected,” he said with a small smirk on his face.

    After the dust had cleared, everyone found Raven lying unconsciously and motionlessly on the floor. The Salamence legs weakly shook after taking all the beatings he received. He soon passed out, collapsing to the floor after taking all that pain. After noticing that, both trainers zapped their pokemon back into their pokeballs.

    “Not bad, old friend. Not bad,” Damien said, still showing his smirk.

    Black Jack just remained silent while he angrily took out another pokemon-contained pokeball.

    “What? No compliment? Still cold-hearted like always,” Damien said as he took out his. At the same time, they both tossed out their pokeballs releasing their respective pokemon. This time, Black Jack sent out Mike, his Feraligatr while Damien sent out an Alakazam who was holding a giant spoon as though it was a staff while he had several black markings on his face. Both pokemon glared at each other with high intentions of beating the other down.

    “Black Jack, meet Pallbearer,” Damien said smugly, introducing his Alakazam.

    “I know other ways of introducing my pokemon. Mike, Mega Punch!” Black Jack ordered.

    “(You got it)!” Mike growled with determination in his voice as he began running towards his opponent while swinging his arm in a circular motion.

    “Psybeam, Pallbearer,” Damien commanded calmly.

    “(Yes, master),” the Alakazam growled in a monotone voice as the tossed his spoon up into the air. It spun round until it halted, pointing at the blue crocodile, much to his puzzlement. Pallbearer quickly aimed his paws towards his opponent and at the same time, he and his spoon blasted out multi-coloured beams at him.

    “Roll forward to dodge!” Black Jack yelled.

    His Feraligatr did as he was commanded as he did a forward roll, barely avoiding the attack. He quickly stood up and ran towards his opponent, circulating his arm again winding up for his attack. “Reflect, Pallbearer,” Damien said.

    Still in his same position when he blasted his Psybeam attack but his eyes glowed dark purple for a split second while Mike was centimetres away from slamming his fist into one of Pallbearer’s anatomies. “That glow,” Black Jack said to himself in suspicion. “Mike, wait!”

    It was too late. With raw force, the move connected but it was on an invisible barrier instead Pallbearer himself, who jumped backwards to keep his distance away from his attacker. The barrier shattered, exploding into a white flash, knocking the blue crocodile up into the air. “Now, Pallbearer, teleport and dominate his mind and body,” Damien commanded.

    “Mike! He’s coming at you! Get ready!” Black Jack warned.

    Pallbearer quickly surrounded himself in dark energy before jumping to grab his spoon and teleporting right in front of Mike whop was still airborne. Mike quickly retaliated by swinging his fist, aiming at this face but the Alakazam teleported again, this time he was behind him. Mike sensed his presence and quickly swung at him missed as he teleported again, this time he was a distance away. Feraligatr saw him and quickly blasted a huge fountain of water out of his mouth at him but he teleported again.

    This continued as Mike kept on swinging his punches and shooting out his Hydro Pump attacks until he landed on the ground. The Feraligatr growled angrily after putting in his efforts in an attempt to knock out the psychic pokemon, which appeared to be futile so far. Pallbearer stood in his spot, not showing his tiredness but confidence despite using his psychic powers multiple times.

    “Your Feraligatr displayed some powerful moves, Joseph,” Damien said. “But they’re proven useless if they don’t hit.”

    “It’s Black Jack,” his opponent said angrily, correcting him. “Your Alakazam can move fast… but he won’t escape the next one.”

    Mike pounded his fist into his paw with even more determination than before. “Mike!” Black Jack yelled. “Give it your best shot! Whirlwind Uppercut!”

    With his powerful arms, Mike swung them both upwards; both so powerful and so quick that he created a huge tornado, much to Pallbearer’s shock. “Impressive,” Damien. Pallbearer tried to use his weight and whatever strength he had to stand his ground but the tornado was so strong that he got sucked in. Black Jack and Mike used their weight and strength to stand their ground while Damien had his feet glowing vigorously, keeping his feet on the ground.

    “We got him, Mike!” Black Jack shouted. “Go after him! Smash his face in!”

    “(Way ahead of ya, Jack)!” Mike bellowed before leaping into the whirlwind.

    Black Jack and Damien couldn’t see what was going on behind the thick cloudiness of the whirlwind. Damien still had look of arrogance while Black Jack gnarled his teeth, still angry with him. They both waited to see what the aftermath would be. Soon, the tornado started to slowly disappear. Soon the tornado became clear, allowing both trainers to see what was happening. What Black Jack saw made him shocked. He was expecting his pokemon to put a heavy beat down on his opponent’s, but instead both pokemon were standing a small distance away, completely unharmed while staring at each other.

    Puzzlement then came onto Black Jack’s face. “[What’s going here]?” he thought to himself. “[Mike should’ve knocked the brains out of that Alakzam].”

    Even though they were standing at a distance away from each other, Black Jack was able to look at Mike’s eyes, which appeared to be in some sort of trance. “[Damn! Hypnosis]!” he thought, knowing that his pokemon was in big trouble. “Mike! Snap out of it!”

    “[(Your mind is now under my power, friend)],” Pallbearer sent in a scratchy voice as his glowing eyes glared down into Mike’s. “[(You will move away)]!”

    Mike did as he was absentmindedly commanded, walking backwards and getting closer to the edge of the cliff. “[(Back away! You cannot resist me, you useless weakling)]!”

    “Mike!” Black Jack yelled to his pokemon, trying to snap him out of this Hypnosis attack.

    Suddenly, a loud cry was heard from above, distracting everyone from their battle. They looked up and saw an orange winged dragon coming their way. “Hmm… isn’t she a friend of yours, Joseph?” Damien asked smiling evilly.

    “Aurora! No one told you to come here!” Black Jack yelled.

    While he was distracted, Pallbearer used his psychic abilities to push his opponent off the cliff before releasing his power. Upon his release, Mike’s eyes became from vacant to being puzzled. He soon found himself falling down a cliff, yelling out a shocked roar getting Black Jack’s attention. “Mike!” he yelled desperately.

    “Joseph,” Damien called out to him before his opponent could run to where his Feraligatr started falling. “Aren’t you forgetting someone?”

    Black Jack quickly looked up and saw Aurora flying towards him, landing on her feet. “(Black Jack),” she cried, on the verge of tears. “(What happened to Bluesky)?”

    “Aurora, now’s not the time,” Black Jack said, turning his attention to Pallbearer who glowing vigorously. “Unless you want to see if a hole in your gut will improve your figure.”

    Pallbearer quickly blasted a psychic energy beam towards them. Black Jack retaliated by tackling her down, dodging the beam also. He got on one knee with his hand on her chest. “Look, if you wanna help, Ketchum’s looking for the berry to help cure Chan. Go look for him and that berry,” he said before standing up. Aurora nodded, acknowledging his command before taking flight to look for her friend.

    “Pallbearer, Psybeam attack on that pitiful dragon,” Damien commanded. Pallbearer aimed his spoon again, powering up for his attack. “Aren’t you going to save your friend?” Damien asked smugly.

    “Nope,” Black Jack replied smiling back.

    Suddenly, a blue blur dashed from the edge of the cliff, heading straight towards the strangely marked Alakazam before grabbing hold of his spoon. It turned out to Mike, who quickly dug his claws into the mountains walls and climbed up to get himself back into the battle scene. “(I’m not done with you yet)!” he growled, trying to snatch the spoon away while allowing Aurora to get away.

    “Pallbearer, hypnosis!” Damien commanded.

    “I don’t think so,” Black Jack said with a small smile upon seeing Pallbearer’s eyes glowing. His Feraligatr growled the same words the same time his trainer did but in his own language.

    Mike slammed his face on his opponent’s, stopping him from using his attack while staggering him. “Finish him off with those Mega Punches, Mike!” Black Jack shouted. “Do it now!”

    His Feraligatr held his opponent around the midsection, pushing him into the wall with a great force upon collision. He then proceeded to hit him multiple times in the body, arms and face, each with a force of an anvil slamming onto a person’s anatomy, smashing and breaking every bone and muscle in his body. All Pallbearer could do was spit out blood and feel the pain.

    Mike then held him by the neck as he moved his fist backwards, swinging his arm in circular motion, looking to deliver the final blow to knock him out. Pallbearer’s eyes glowed again before some black energy slowly surrounded him out of nowhere. Black Jack’s eyes widened with suspicion. “Mike, wait a minute!” Black Jack yelled in alert but it was too late.

    With a mighty roar, Mike slammed his fist into the face of Pallbearer, knocking him down to the floor and able to move afterwards while the black energy around slowly disappeared and his eyes stopped glowing. Mike smiled as he turned towards his brain-bashing friend. “(What’s there to wait about, Jack)?” he growled, happy with his victory.

    Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain inside his gut. “(What in the)…?” he growled as he clutched tightly to his stomach in shock and in pain. He felt another sharp pain, this time in his arm, followed by his other arm and then his chest. The stinging, wrenching, cramping, and numbing pain was so horrible that he fell on his knees. “(Jack! I’m getting dizzy here)!” Mike growled in pain, holding onto his hurt anatomies and coughing out blood. “(I’m feeling numb)!”

    “Destiny Bond,” Black Jack said. “After you knocked Pallbearer out, you’re suffering the same thing he had. But don’t give in! Fight it!”

    Mike did as best as he could, trying to withstand the pain. He looked at his friend, with his eyes on the verge of tiredness while the eyesight began to become blurry. “(Jack… can’t stay)…” he managed to growl weakly before collapsing to the floor, now totally unconscious.

    Black Jack let out a small growl of his own, after seeing his Feraligatr getting beaten up. He and Damien zapped their pokemon back into their pokeballs. “A fine display of surprises there, Joseph, wouldn’t you say?” Damien said, showing a bitter smile.

    Black Jack glared his narrowed eyes at him in annoyance and still in anger. They both took out their pokeballs, glaring at each other with sadistic eyes before throwing them out. “This will be the Cure to a disease we call ‘life’,” Damien said.


    Back at Ash’s location, he was still hanging onto the rocks while getting breezed away by the strong harsh blizzard, trying to avoid letting go and fall at a very long height. He had Pikachu tucked inside his jacket to not only stop him also from falling but to keep him warm. “(Ash)!” Pikachu cried, deeply concerned for his friend’s well being.

    “Pikachu… I don’t know how much longer I can hold on,” Ash said, gnarling his teeth with struggle in his voice. His hands and fingers became numb and cold. What was worse than that was that they were on the verge of slipping away.

    One of his hands slipped downwards, which was caught by a pokemon’s paw, much to his surprise. “Who’s there?” he shouted.

    “(It’s me)!” cried a familiar voice.

    “Aurora!?” Ash cried. “How did you…?”

    “(Let me help you)!” she cried as she quickly struggled to climb to cover Ash’s body after placing his hand back on the rocky walls.

    “Aurora, what about you!?” Ash asked loudly through the loud winds.

    “(I’ll be okay. This is the least I could do),” Aurora cooed reassuringly as she completely covered him with her large body, protecting him from any further harm from the cold and harsh snowstorm.

    Suddenly, an explosion occurred, much to their shock, followed by two objects speeding past them. “(What was that)?” Pikachu cried.

    “I think I can guess,” Ash replied.


    As they had guessed, Hardshell the Metagross was chasing a shelled bug-like creature called a Shedinja, named Cure, in the air around the mountain, neither of them getting fazed by the blizzard. Without their trainers to control them when they were at a different location, it was hard for their pokemon to see what the opposition’s plan was.

    Hardshell was blasting a number of black energy balls out of its eyes to do some damage on the ghost bug to no avail as the Shedinja kept on dodging the attacks. “(Hey! You’re really speeding things up),” Metagross growled as it kept on following the opposition. He blasted out his Shadow Ball attack again, this time hitting the enemy causing an explosion upon impact.

    “(Got ya)!” the Metagross growled with triumph in its voice. He quickly sensed an energy incoming attack coming from behind at a fast pace. He had no choice but to use his Protect move, which he had to summon up a barrier to protect himself from harm. The dark energy collided on the barrier, causing a big bang and shattering the barrier in the process. It quickly turned around to see if the enemy was there, which wasn’t there anymore.

    Hardshell looked around trying to see where the enemy was. He saw another Shadow Ball coming his way, coming out of the blizzard though it knew who was blasting it out. This time, it dodged the attack by flying upwards. He sensed another fast Shadow Ball coming his way at a different angle, quickly yet barely dodging the attack.

    This continued on for a small amount of time until Hardshell thought up of a plan. Its eyes glowed vigorously red, attempting to catch Cure behind the thick blizzard while still dodging the Shadow Ball attacks. His Foresight move could see through many hidden places and find the real enemy in case of a trick, catching his opponent out. This was no exception as he saw his opponent hiding away from him. He quickly blasted two more of his Shadow Balls out of his eyes towards the ghost bug. The move collided, causing an explosion on impact but Metagross was sure that it wouldn’t finish it off. He quickly turned around sensed that the Shedinja was behind him and turned around to fire another double Shadow Ball attack.


    Meanwhile, the blizzard was starting to clear as Ash, Pikachu and Aurora were hanging on for dear life. “Great, the blizzard’s going,” Ash said calmly. “That means it’ll be easier to find that berry.”

    “Shedinja,” buzzed a voice.

    They turned to the voice’s attention and saw a Shedinja floating behind them as it began to glow vigorously dark. “Get away from it Aurora,” Ash warned quickly realising that it was about to do.

    “(I don’t think so),” growled another pokemon’s voice.

    This time it was Hardshell slamming his body onto Cure’s, sending him flying. He knew that Cure was up to something.

    “Thanks!” Ash yelled after letting out a small sigh of relief. The pokemon said the same word but in their own language.

    “(Get the berry)!” Metagross growled loudly before zooming at his opponent while the blizzard became totally clear.

    Aurora looked down and saw a white berry attached to a white stem, which grew out of one of the cliffs. “(There it is)!” she cried in.

    “(Then let’s go get it)!” Pikachu cried.


    Back at Black Jack’s location, he and Damien looked up to the sky watching Hardshell and Cure battle. The Metagross swung its legs, knocking his opponent about. It knew that Shedinjas are invincible against all attack unless they’re super effective against it, thanks to their Wonder Guard ability. It also knew that the different types of attacks Shedinja were weak against were fire, ghost, dark and rock. Despite all that, Hardshell was enjoying smashing its opponent up physically for long minutes, much to Black Jack’s hidden glee.

    Because they were so high up, neither trainer could yell out their commands because they were out of hearing distance. But Damien had his own way of commanding. “[Double Team again, Cure],” Damien said telepathically to his pokemon. “[Circle around your prey].”

    Hardshell aimed his steel leg one more time at his opponent. It missed when Cure barely dodge out of the way before glowing energetically and a number of Shedinja illusions began appearing, forming a ball around the steel-bodied monster. “(That’s fast)!” the Metagross growled in surprise.


    Ash was on the cliff with Aurora and Pikachu, pulling off the berry off its stem. “Got it,” Ash said.

    “(Great! Now we can help Black Jack),” Aurora cooed.

    “(We can’t do that right now, Aurora),” Pikachu squeaked. “(Chan needs that berry right now).”

    “He’s right,” Ash said. “Besides, if I know Black Jack, he doesn’t want our help.”

    “(Why’s that)?” Aurora cooed.

    “Black Jack is Black Jack. He always does things his way. Another thing is that the guy can be dangerous. You wouldn’t want Bluesky see you hurt, would you?”

    Aurora looked down in shame, saddened that he couldn’t help Bluesky and his friends in this battle scene, feeling quite useless. Seeing the sadness on her face, Ash placed on her shoulder to comfort her. “C’mon. We got to take this berry to Chan to get him healed,” he said.

    “(I’ll take you back there),” she cooed as she lowered her body to the ground to allow Ash and Pikachu to get on her back.

    Ash was about to get on her back but he saw the ball of Shedinjas, surrounding the surprised Metagross. “Oh no,” he said with worry in his voice, catching the attention of his friends. “Hardshell…”


    Black Jack couldn’t believe his eyes either, as he saw a giant ball of Shedinja illusions beginning to form around his Metagross at a fast pace. “[Damn it! Without me to help him, he’s in big trouble],” Black Jack he thought to himself. “Get yourself out of there, Hardshell!” he yelled in desperation.

    Hardshell found itself in the center of trouble, for he found himself surrounded by the ball of Shedinjas. “(This is going to get rough),” he growled to himself.

    He was correct. The real Shedinja and its illusions began blasting their Shadow Ball attacks. Metagross had no choice but to dodge them. However, dodging them proved to be futile as the numbers game caught up with it. One of the attacks hit it from behind, forcing him to let out a grunt in pain while the other dark energy balls followed the first Shadow Ball’s example.

    Black Jack, Ash and their pokemon friends looked on with wide shocked eyes, hearing more explosions. Soon, the exploding sounds stopped. The bottom of the ball opened, releasing the motionless and burnt covered Metagross while it unconsciously fell through the air, face first, while all the illusions that Cure made disappeared.

    Hardshell sensed the disappearances as it opened quickly opened one eye before quickly turning around blasting out his Shadow Ball attack. Cure couldn’t react to the high speed of the incoming dark energy ball. The attack smashed onto Cure’s empty shell body, causing an explosion on impact. It fell down from the smoke, now also covered with burnt marks.

    Hardshell was first to crash to the ground of the mountain’s cliff, then it was Cure’s. Black Jack rushed towards Hardshell to check on him. “Hardshell, talk to me,” Black Jack said.

    “(Don’t take me out, coach),” Hardshell growled weakly.

    “You did good there, bud,” Black Jack said, taking his pokeball out and zapping his Metagross back inside. “Back inside.”

    “Not so sentimental, eh, Joseph?” Damien asked while zapping Cure back into his pokeball. “Still, I sensed your heart was saying more words of great concern to your pokemon and they felt it… pity that your heart will be your downfall after all of this ends.”

    “Don’t count on it,” Black Jack said as he stood up. “Sure, you have three pokemon left and I have two. Still, each round we had ended in a draw. Also, you might get a little surprise afterwards.”

    “First time for everything but I doubt that.”

    “Black Jack!” yelled a voice from above.

    Black Jack and Damien looked up and saw Ash and Pikachu riding on Aurora’s back. “We got the berry!” Ash yelled.

    “Don’t just float there, Ketchum!” Black Jack yelled being impatiently angry. “Get back to the pokemon center already!”

    “Hmm… perhaps I could add more to the taste in this situation,” Damien said as he took out his pokeball.

    Sensing the danger, Black Jack ran towards him and leapt in the air. He attempted a jumping kick but the opposition jumped out of the way, avoiding the kick. “Temper, temper,” Damien said smugly as Black Jack landed on his feet. “Can’t I have a little fun?”

    “You’re dealing with me, ain’t ya!” Black Jack snarled angrily before turning to his associates. “Ketchum, get out of here!”

    “You got it! Go! Go!” Ash yelled before they flew out of the scene. He looked back one more time, seeing the man who was once a criminal and now a changed man but still had his sadistic attitude yet someone who people and pokemon alike respect. “Good luck, Black Jack,” he whispered.


    Black Jack and Damien looked at each other with different eyes. Black Jack looked at him with angry, and sadistic eyes filled with hate, showing that he wouldn’t think twice about crippling the enemy and his pokemon, or just anything to see the last of him. Damien on the other hand had a look of smugness and confidence; he had intentions of killing Black Jack after seeing how angry he was when he learned about the death of his blood parents when he was child; that included of how cold, sick, maniacal and twisted he was during his Team Rocket years.

    At the same time, they both took out their next pokeball. “Wait a second,” Black Jack said. “Can I ask you a question just in case either one of us don’t get another chance?”

    “Go on,” Damien replied.

    “If you do manage to kill me, what are you going to do next?”

    “I think you can guess.”

    Black Jack’s eyes widened in shock, knowing what that meant. He looked down to the ground for a number of seconds. “Heh,” he grunted before laughing an evil chortle. He held his head up, looking more evil than usual. “Bad move,” he said darkly with an evil smile.

    They both stood in their spots for long seconds. “You’re cracked,” Black Jack said as he and Damien simultaneously threw out their pokeballs.
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    Default Re: Pokemon Impact 3 (PG13)

    Chapter 3

    Warning: Contains blood. Viewer's discretion is advised.

    Black Jack and Damien tossed their pokeballs out, releasing one of their remaining pokemon. In this situation, Black Jack had two pokemon remaining after three of the six were knocked and one of them badly injured, badly in need of the cure. Damien on the other hand had three pokemon left, leaving him with the advantage over his opponent. Damien wished to face Black Jack in this pokemon battle after seeing him fight many trainers throughout the years, and kill him if he lost. Black Jack badly wants to cripple his nemesis after what he did to his blood parents and his friend Chan.

    Bright energies were blasted out of their opened pokeballs. Spike the Nidoking materialised after being released from Black Jack’s while a large blue jellyfish like creature with brown tentacles and red orbs emerged from Damien’s. “A Tentacruel,” Black Jack murmured to himself.

    For as long as he could remember, Tentacruels were dual water and poison type pokemon while Nidokings were poison and ground types so their defences would be weak against any water type attack. But having trained Spike in harsh environments for a very long time, Black Jack knew that his friend wouldn’t go down easily. But he also knew that any pokemon trained by his nemesis would not be so easily beaten.

    “What’s wrong? Not wanting to start, Joseph?” Damien sneered. “Allow me then. Bloodbath, whip that pitiful Nidoking down.”

    “Dodge those tentacles, Spike,” Black Jack ordered warningly.

    The huge Tentacruel raised his front tentacles up and then slammed them down, aiming for the Poison Pin monster but missed when he dodged each one. Spike kept on running, dodging each incoming tentacle until he was at a good distance to land a punch on his opponent. But it turned out that landing this attack was futile as the jellyfish pokemon dodged out of the way, making Spike smash a small piece of the wall instead. “Behind you!” Black Jack warned.

    Spike turned around, saw more tentacles coming his way and dodged them as well. He kept on dodging until one of them caught his leg, tripping him over, making him hit the ground face first. Spike quickly recovered and saw the tentacle wrapped around his leg. Black Jack spotted it also and sensed great danger coming.

    “Stand your ground, Spike,” Black Jack commanded. “Don’t let that Tentacruel throw you about. Throw him around instead.”

    “(You got it)!” Nidoking growled loudly as he grabbed hold of the tentacle that was holding his leg before Massacre got the chance to dismember him. They both now caught in a tug-of-war, where they would have to pull to gain advantage on the weaker pokemon.

    Damien couldn’t help but snigger. “Have you forgotten that Tentacruels have more than just one tentacle at his disposal?” he asked. “If you’re having trouble with one of those, I’d love to see how your Nidoking deals with the others. Bloodbath, if you please.”

    Black Jack and Spike let out their small grunts, mentally cursing this situation before Bloodbath lashed and stretched out his tentacles at Spike. At the last split second, Nidoking released his grip on the tentacle that was already wrapped around his leg to defend himself from his opponent’s attack.

    The Nidoking knocked away each tentacle that was coming at him, defending himself while still using his lower body strength and weight to help keep from being thrown about by one of tentacles that was already holding his leg.

    “[Hmm… both of these guys are giving a great deal of energy],” Black Jack thought after seeing Spike blocking the speedy attacks for a while. “[I need to think up something]…”

    He looked at Nidoking’s caught leg and smiled, snapping his fingers, sounding as though he figured it out. He knew that Bloodbath was trying to pull Spike towards but Spike was pulling back also, trying to not get thrown and slammed about. So if, Nidoking was to let go…

    “Spike, Horn Drill!” he commanded.

    “(It’s about time)!” Nidoking roared, as he leapt forward, aiming his horn at Bloodbath with great velocity thanks to the momentum of both battlers.

    “Oldest trick in the book,” Damien said with a smile. “Dodge and slam him, Bloodbath.”

    Bloodbath did as his master told him to as he swung Spike towards the wall. “Bounce off that wall, Spike!” Black Jack yelled.

    “(Got it)!” Spike roared back as he was using his strong paws and arms to bounce back at his opponent. With lightning speed and both of these battlers current momentum, he gotten himself closer to him, ready to spear him in the face.

    But suddenly, he stopped in mid-air. Before he realised it, Bloodbath’s other tentacles caught his arms and legs. “Oh crud,” Black Jack said, knowing what was coming next. Spike growled the same words but in his native language.

    As they expected, the cold Tentacruel lifted his heavy body high up into the air, almost as if he was taunting him. “Well done catching him, Bloodbath,” Damien said with an evil smile on his face. “Now crush him.”

    Bloodbath swung Spike into the mountain wall, making him crash into it. A huge of rubble above the Nidoking crumbled and fell right in top of him, completely covering his entire body.

    Still holding onto him, Bloodbath lifted him again, getting him out of the rubble, until he was a distance close to him and glared at him nastily while Spike tried to shake the dizziness out of his head. He was now at his mercy. After shaking away his dizziness, Spike glared back at Bloodbath. “(C’mon then, Sloppy)!” Nidoking snarled bitterly. “(I’m waiting)!”

    “Let the torture begin,” Damein said, before lightly clapping his hands once, signalling for the merciless beating to commence.

    Black Jack could only watch with narrowed eyes, cursing himself while the Tentacruel blasted hundreds of small spikes of poison out of his mouth. Spike grunted in pain as the pins penetrated into his hard shell body. However, Black Jack wouldn’t give up that easily. “Spike! Use your body strength to get rid of those pins!” he ordered.

    Spike did as he was ordered as he found the body strength to get rid of them, making fall to the ground. “(You think you can just beat me with those small poison tacks)?” he growled, knowing that he was a poison type himself.

    Suddenly, he felt a big sting in his arm, then his gut, and then other parts of his anatomies. He cringed and grunted at each numbing pain he suffered. “(What’s going on)!?” he roared.

    “This isn’t right!” Black Jack yelled. “What are you doing, Tusk!?”

    “Don’t you know?” Damien said smugly. “There are many types of poison that can neutralise and dispose each other. As it turns out, my Tentacruel’s poison has begun neutralising your Nidoking’s, and putting the pain into his entire body.”

    “(Jack)!” Spike roared to his friend after he fell to his knees. “(Don’t give in! We got out of tighter squeezes than this)!”

    “I know that, Spike! Fight the pain!” Black Jack yelled.

    While still holding onto the arms and legs of the Nidoking, Bloodbath blasted a huge fountain of water out of his mouth. The massive water attack splashed all over him. Spike had to close his eyes tightly, stopping the water getting into them. “(Huh! I may be a ground type but water attacks can’t harm me)!” the Nidoking growled proudly.

    “I’m afraid that this isn’t just any water attack,” Damien said smugly.

    Spike soon felt the stings, more painful than the time he was hit by Bloodbath’s Poison Pin attack. He roared painfully as he fell down to his knees, much to Black Jack’s concern. “Spike!” he yelled.

    “You see, Joseph, not only did this poisonous water sting the outside skin of your Nidoking but it also stung the organs when some of entered the parts where the pins struck,” Damien explained.

    Black Jack gnarled his teeth, seething with anger and frustration, after taking at Damien while he was explaining the water attack. Suddenly, he felt Spike’s spark of emotion in his heart and mind. An angry type of emotion, much to his surprise. For as long as he had known him, Spike was the most concerned pokemon of the group and, and as much as Nidoking loved to fight, getting angry would be the last thing on his mind.

    Feeling rather weak, Spike slowly stood up on his feet with his head hanging low because of the he suffered. He slowly raised it up, looking at Black Jack’s direction. They both nodded before Spike turned towards his opponent. “(Like me, you’re high on your loyal stuff and I’ll give you that),” he growled sinisterly as a small spark appeared on his chest. “(Having said that… you’re done).”

    More electrical sparks flowed around Spike’s body, signalling that he was powering up for his next attack. Shock and fear showed in Bloodbath’s eyes. He tried to loosen his grip but Spike held onto them, still having the strength left in him. The tide had turned, now that he had him in his grasp. “(You know what happens when a jellyfish gets hit by lightning)?” Spike growled.

    The Tentacruel looked at his master, who showed no emotion. “Pretty much the same thing as everything else,” Black Jack replied, looking at Damien in disgust. “When you’re done charging up… electrocute him.”

    Nidoking made his eyes thin as he glared at his upcoming victim. He let out a loud roar, unleashing his Thunderbolt attack from his body. The stream of lighting spread across Bloodbath’s tentacles, electrocuting him into pain and then into unconscious.

    The attack didn’t only inflict pain and damage on the water type pokemon. Spike was also affected, thanks to water attack that was splashed on him earlier. He loosened his grip on the tentacles and dropped them to the floor. His mind was swirling and his eyes became blurry after taking in the pain he suffered from Bloodbath and himself.

    “Spike…” Black Jack said worriedly.

    “(Cuckoo)…” Spike managed to growl giddily before collapsing face first to the floor, becoming totally unconscious, passing out from the pain.

    Black Jack took his pokeball out and zapped Spike back in while glaring at Damien, still in disgust that he doesn’t appreciate the worth of his pokemon. Damien did the same, returning his respective pokemon.

    “You know, you disrespecting your pokemon doesn’t make me like you any better,” Black Jack said. “Instead, I hate you even more.”

    “Which makes things more interesting,” Damien said as he took another pokeball out.


    Meanwhile at the pokemon center, Ash, Pikachu and Aurora were arriving back to that location. Their friends ran out of the building to welcome them back. “I got the berry! Ash announced.

    “Wait, Ash!” Alice said, noticing that someone was missing. “Where’s…”

    We got to get it to Nurse Joy right now!” Ash said as he ran through the crowd.

    As fast as he could, he quickly gave it the nurse, who promised that she would do as best as she could to help Chan recover after announcing that they had little time left. As she quickly walked back into the emergency room, Ash’ friends walked up to him, with Alice in front. “Ash…” she said worriedly. Ash slowly turned around with great concern. “Where’s my uncle?” she asked.

    “He’s out there fighting,” Ash replied. “It must be the guy who hurt Chan.”

    Alice placed her hand over her mouth, and shook nervously. She was on the verge of tears. “I have to go after him,” she said, turning towards the exit.

    “No!” Ash said as he grabbed hold of her hand, stopping her from going. “He doesn’t want you to get hurt like Chan did.”

    “But… my uncle… I promised my parents…” Alice murmured.

    “Don’t worry, Alice!” Jerry said with encouragement. “The boss and his pokemon are the toughest guys around. I have no doubt that he’ll beat that twisted freak!”

    “I agree. We have to be strong for him,” Keith said. “Don’t forget, Black Jack took out that Team Missile base when you were you were held prisoner there.”

    “I know… but he’s fighting out there…” Alice sobbed, struggling to speak out. “Against someone who hurt Chan badly. I just… I just can’t live with myself if something happens to him.”

    “Let’s give him time,” Ash said. “If he’s not back in fifteen minutes, we’ll go get him.”

    “Hey, guys,” Misty whispered to her friends. “I think there are more reasons for Black Jack to fight all alone out there.”

    “I guess so,” Brock said. “Maybe Black Jack has some grudge against that guy. Maybe a big one.”

    “Do you think he’s going to be okay?” May asked.

    “All I can say is that this place could some more emergency rooms available,” Max replied.

    Misty let out a small sigh of concern. “Yeah… there are a lot of things I’m wishing for right now. Black Jack to be safe, Alice to know that he’s safe…” she said.

    “Good idea, fellas,” Isaac said with an optimistic smile. “Let’s keep on wishing.”


    Meanwhile, two pokeballs opened releasing two more pokemon back at Mt. Frostbite. They turned out to be two Tyranitars, one, named Snake, belonging to Black Jack and the other was Damien’s. Damien’s Tyranitar was different in appearance compared to Black Jack’s. Apart from having a green hard shell body with a purple chest, he was brown-skinned with a green center, along with a scar across his chest.

    “I’m sure I don’t need to introduce Tombstone to you,” Damien said smugly.

    “True. Snake broke his skull open the last time they met,” Black Jack replied.

    They both noticed that the two Tyranitars walked towards each other until they were close enough to stand face to face. They too remembered their last battle against each other. The intensity between them was so thick that the atmosphere could be cut down with a Slash attack. They stared each other down for long seconds until their trainers simultaneously ordered out their next command.

    “Take him,” Black Jack said.

    “Kill him,” Damien said.

    Snake and Tombstone began heavily and viciously pounding each other’s faces with their hard stone paws with neither trainer telling them to stop. That was until Snake became first to become a little dizzy allowing his opponent to relentlessly pound him even more. Soon, Snake’s hit the wall after much staggering. Tombstone pulled his clenched paw back, ready to deliver the final blow.

    His next devastating attack connected indeed but into the wall, making a hole in it when Snake ducked down, hitting him in the back and into the wall. Tombstone tried to get his paw out of the wall but it was stuck.

    Behind him, Snake’s eyes glowed energetically dark as he showed a sinister smile, slowly moving his paws up readying his next attack. Tombstone struggled to pull his paw out of the wall but it was stuck. “You’re now gonna see why I’m called Snake,” the green Tyranitar growled.

    Despite that it was quite a distance between Snake and his opponent, Snake’s short arms stretched out like a Seviper that would stretch out to attack and kill a small Pidgey at a fast pace. With great velocity, strength and sharp claws, he relentlessly hit Tombstone in the back constantly from the start. Tombstone grunted in pain a number of times after taking the hits.

    Soon, Tombtone had bruises and cuts all over his back. He flopped down to the floor and the wall after taking a heavy beating from Black Jack’s green dinosaur, with his paw still stuck inside the hole.

    Snake moved his clenched paw backwards ready to deliver another blow, hard enough to knock his opponent out. He quickly went for it after Tombstone fully stood after a small struggle but missed after Tombstone quickly ducked down after sensing his opponent coming close to him, making him slam his paw into the wall instead. Tombstone quickly grabbed around Snake’s midsection from behind and lifted him up into the air and over his head, shaping his body into a bridge before slamming his head and neck onto the ground, almost breaking his neck.

    The impact made Snake’s upped body bounce off the ground. He held on to his head in pain after feeling the crash. Mercilessly, Tombsone picked him up and swung him around in a horizontal circular motion before throwing him into the wall again. Snake crashed into it and a huge pile of rocks crumbled above and fell on top of him.

    Quickly taking the advantage while Snake struggled to get out of the rubble, Tombstone powered up his next attack, Hyper Beam, as a glowing ball of energy grew inside his jaws. Soon, he blasted his fully charged beam at the rubble. The attack connected causing a huge explosion upon impact. He smiled sinisterly, confident that he finished his opponent. Suddenly, he felt a fist slamming underneath his chin, courtesy of Snake who managed to escape while Tombstone was shooting out his attack.

    Both Black Jack and Damien just stood their grounds, watching their pokemon fight each without giving any orders. Their respective Tyranitars were more than capable enough to beat each other senseless.

    That hard shot knocked him down, flat on his back. He then saw his opponent jumping into the air, about to hit his next attack. Tombstone quickly turned to his chest, slamming his tail into Snake’s face before the Body Slam attack could reach him.

    Snake staggered, holding his dizzy face in reaction to getting hit by Tombstone’s Tail Slam attack. The opposition took advantage as he ran towards him before grabbing his neck, trying to choke him out. “{I’ll rip your neck out}!” Tombstone growled.

    “(Not if I break yours first),” Snake growled back. Using his great strength, Snake managed to pull Tombtone’s paws away from his neck. He then hurled him over his shoulder, sending him flying until he crashed into the ground face first.

    Tombstone quickly stood up on his feet, holding his hurt face. Snake took his chance as he ran towards him, wanting to smash his clenched paw into his face. Tombstone snapped into recovery seeing Snake coming his way. At the last second, he ducked down making Snake miss his shot and then he used the strength of his own body and Snake’s momentum to lift and tossed Snake into the wall. Snake’s back crashed into the wall before his head fell and harshly hit the ground.

    Snake roared in pain after taking those two bad hits as he clutched onto his head. Smiling sinisterly, Tombstone grabbed hold of his enemy’s head and started pounding on it, causing more damage to it. Soon, Snake’s body became motionless, unable to defend himself. His eyes became vacant-like.

    “(Pathetic)!” Tombstone growled before shoving his head to the ground after he realised this. He turned towards Black Jack with a sadistic smile, knowing the stipulation of having him killed if all of his pokemon were defeated.

    Black jack was smiling too but for a different reason. “You’re not done yet,” he said before pointing behind Tombstone. “Look.”

    Tombstone looked behind him, seeing Snake’s motionless body lying prone on his back. He suddenly sat up, now showing his angry eyes before he slowly stood up on his feet.

    Snake and Tombstone had locked eyes once again before slowly walking towards each while Black Jack and Damien looked on, still not giving any commands. The two Tyranitars exchanged blows to the head a number of times before Tombstone became dizzy again, staggering backwards.

    Snake took the opportunity of this staggering as he hit Tombstone a few more times for good measure before he jumped backwards. He slid across the floor and was about to deliver the finishing blow to Tombstone’s head. The attack missed however when Tombstone ducked down, split seconds away before he could get hit.

    Snake quickly turned around to attack again but Tombstone grabbed him by the throat, trying to choke the life of the green dinosaur. Snake retaliated by doing the same as he grabbed Tombstone’s neck, also trying to choke him out.

    For long minutes, both behemoths were on the verge of passing out after squeezing each other’s air out using their bare paws. Their eyes glowed energetically, as they summoned up their next attack while holding on. Soon, sparks of electricity showed up on both of their bodies. Soon, they were fully powered up. With both monsters up close and personal they both let a loud roar blasting huge sparks of lighting out of their bodies. Both attacks collided, causing a huge explosion upon impact.

    Both Black Jack and Damien had their eyes shut tightly, protecting them from the blinding light, dust and dirt from the explosion. When the battle scene became clear, they both saw their respective Tyranitars lying motionlessly on the floor. It came to no surprises between the two trainers. Damien showed a small smirk while Black Jack showed no emotion.

    Then, to their surprise, Snake slowly started moving to stand up on his feet, not showing any signs of giving up. Black Jack smiled. He had always been proud of Snake’s guts and strength since childhood. In fact, he was proud of all the pokemon he carried on his belt because they fought their guts for him, like what they did in this battle.

    He took his pokeball out, and aimed it at Snake. He zapped him back into his pokeball. “Tombstone is wiped out. Leave the rest to me… my friend,” he said. He felt that it was now his turn to do the same as his pokemon did.

    “You’re returning your Tyranitar?” Damien asked, slightly surprised. “You’re admitting defeat? That means that you have no more pokemon, therefore you lose and must pay the ultimate price of your life: Death.”

    Black Jack smiled evilly. “You’re not returning yours?” he asked as he placed Snake’s pokeball away while Damien stared down on his injured Tyranitar still showing his confident smirk. “Tombstone can’t go any further like Snake can. Besides, just because I’m out of pokemon, it doesn’t mean I’ll go down that easily, Tusk.”

    He unzipped his black leather jacket and took it off, tossing it aside, revealing a tight black t-shirt… and a steel sledgehammer. He had his weapon tucked in between his belt and jeans while keeping it hidden underneath his jacket. He pulled his weapon out and rested it on his shoulder, glaring down on the back of Tombstone while he struggled to get to his feet while Damien looked on.

    When Tombstone fully stood up, Black Jack was standing behind him as he held his up sledgehammer up into the air. Tombstone looked at his master, who still showed his smirk. Dazed and confused, he turned around and saw the weapon smashing into his face with a thunderous impact of a car crashing into a wall, courtesy of the man who was showing no remorse throughout this whole battle, Black Jack. Tombstone laid prone and motionless on the ground after being knocked down and out. “Pretty much expected from you, Tusk,” Black Jack said, very disgusted. “Not protecting your pokemon that acted like your messengers, spies, bodyguards and all that garbage,” he continued bitterly, remembering Damien allowing Tombstone to get beaten down the last time they battled.

    “I granted them their powers,” Damien said. “They’re nothing but my pawns.”

    “You make me sick,” Black Jack said angrily resting his sledgehammer on his shoulder again. “Get Darkfire out here so I can make a feather duster out of that stupid bird.”

    “As you wish,” Damien said as he took his pokeball out before throwing it out. “Come out, Darkfire,” he commanded.

    Dark energy materialised into Darkfire after being released from his pokeball. He stood with his arms folded, looking at his upcoming opponent with confident eyes. “(So… now I’m your opponent, Black Jack)?” he growled before noticing the sledgehammer. “(Are you so pathetic that you’re using a weapon)?”

    In response, Black Jack tossed his weapon aside. “(I see. So you decided to give up on yourself)?” Darkfire growled.

    “No, Darkfire,” Black Jack replied as he placed his clenched fist into the palm of his other hand, making some small bone breaking sounds. “I only used a sledgehammer to help finish off Tombstone… but I don’t need it to beat your ***.”

    They stood a distance from each other, staring each other down for a few seconds. Black Jack decided to move first, taking a few steps towards him before slowly speeding up and started to run. Darkfire waited while going into his fighting stance, ready to counter any move Black Jack was about to use. With a mighty yell, Black Jack swung his fist at his opponent’s face but Darkfire dodged the attack as jumped and grabbed hold of his wrist. He flipped over, aiming his kick on Black Jack’s but missed after the attack was dodged. Despite missing his target he landed on his feet releasing his enemy’s wrist.

    Darkfire quickly turned around, seeing Black Jack’s fist coming right towards his face with great speed. But the attack missed as the dark Blaziken dodged out of the way with a sly smile on his face. “[(An opening)],” he thought as he aimed his Slash attack towards the opposition’s arm.

    Black Jack quickly retaliated as he kicked him in the lower leg making him grunt with hurt and move slightly backwards. The man in black jumped backwards awaiting his opponent’s next attack, also aware of Darkfire’s poisonous abilities.

    As he did that, Darkfire dashed forward and attempted to land a bunch of kicks on him, each with a speed of shot out bullets. Despite this incredible speed, Black Jack kept moving backwards while carefully but speedily dodging each one. He took one more skip backwards to give himself room between himself and his enemy. “[Gotta counter one or else I’m dead meat],” Black Jack thought to himself. He relied on gut instinct to find which one of Darkfire’s kicks would land. “[Face]!” he thought forming his arms into an X in front of his face a split second away before the kick landed.

    Black Jack smiled after blocking the attack, much to Darkfire’s surprise. Black Jack shoved the leg down while slamming his shoulder into the enemy’s midsection, sending him flying but Darkfire quickly recovered when he safely landed on his paws before doing a back flip “([He moves quickly despite what’s happening to him]),” Darkfire thought before landing on his feet. He saw Black Jack rushing towards him again and prepared himself.

    At a split second, Black Jack surprised him again as he jumped backwards. Black Jack motioned for him to attack. “Come and get me if you got guts,” Black Jack said.

    “(With pleasure),” Darkfire said a sly smile on his face before quickly vanishing into thin air.

    “He’s pretty speedy,” Black Jack whispered to himself. “And he’s right behind me!” he yelled as he quickly spun round attempting a back fist punch but missed, much to his bewilderment after he noticed that he wasn’t there when he should’ve been. “What? I’m faster than that. And he was right behind me,” he said to himself.

    “(Correction),” Darkfire growled. “(I’m still behind you).’

    Black Jack let out a confused grunt before seeing a clenched fist coming into his face. That fist slammed into his face, making Black Jack let out a painful grunt while staggering. Darkfire then continued his assault by slamming his slamming his foot into the human’s gut, making him lose a lot of breath and bend over, before grabbing him by the head, digging his claws into his head and slamming it to the ground with thunderous impact, engulfing him in dark purple flames.

    Black Jack quickly and instinctively rolled around, putting the flames out of his body before getting into a kneeling position, looking angrily at Darkfire, who slowly walked towards him with a bitter smile. He began to breathe heavily as his eyesight became slightly blurry before he gave his face a small rub with his fingers. He looked at them and small a droplet of blood. To him, that meant one thing. “Poisoned,” he said to himself. He remembered that he was being puzzled when he attempted his attack on Darkfire, why he was confused and slow simultaneously. He looked at his arm and saw a few scratches. He remembered having to counter Darkfire’s Slash and kick attacks. “By claws and talons,” he said to himself with a smile. “Smart.”

    His head began to feel incredibly numb and dizzy, forcing him to instinctively place his hands on his head in pain letting out some growling. His legs shook as he tried to stand up on his own two feet. When he stood fully up and shook away the pain, he looked up and saw Dakrfire diving towards him, aiming his claws at his face. Black Jack blocked his incoming claws but it turned out to be a decoy. Darkfire did a handstand cartwheel manoeuvre before getting into a seated position on his enemy’s shoulders. “([Break your neck]),” Darkfire thought sinisterly when he went to quickly wrap his legs around Black Jack’s head, in an attempt to twist and break his neck but they were both blocked. Darkfire then attempted to his paws to grab Black Jack’s head from above but that too was also blocked, much to his surprise.

    Using great force, Darkfire used his arms to spin Black Jack around before leaping off him and landing on his feet. He then proceeded to leap towards him, relentless, violently and repeatedly kicking him in the chest while in mid-air, each hit with a force of a heavy metal object crashing violently into a random anatomy, until his last kick sent him crashing into the mountain wall with a grunt of hurt.

    After having his back crashing into the wall, Black Jack fell to his knees, placing his arms on his chest with his eyes tightly shut in pain. Despite having a strong ribcage, the muscles and lungs were badly hurt, thanks to the poison and damaged caused by Darkfire’s kicks.

    He struggled to get his feet until he stood fully up, now with his back leaning against the wall, quicker than the last time he tried to get to his feet. He immediately saw Darkfire’s talons coming to his face, attempting to smash his face into the walls. As quick as a blink, Black Jack ducked down, dodging Darkfire’s attack before slamming an uppercut underneath his beak, knocking him away.

    After a short moment’s stagger, Darkfire rubbed his hurt lower beak. “I like it when guys like you second guess me,” Black Jack with an arrogant smile.

    “(You’re still)…?” Darkfire growled in confusion, surprised that Black Jack could still keep going after taking a lot of damage and poison.

    “That is what to be expected from him,” Damien said to himself with a smirk. “This is something I’ve been waiting for. Now, I want to see it… his other side… again.”

    Black Jack motioned for Darkfire to come and attack him. “Why are you standing there?” he asked impatiently, feeling the blood flowing from out of his gashes, which somehow made him feel energised. “Come and get me, stupid!”

    Darkfire’s eyes turned towards his master’s direction and smiled. He knew what he wished for and vowed to himself that it would be delivered no matter what the cost. He turned his eyes back to his opponent before rushing at him.


    Back at the pokemon center, Alice was frantically walking from one side of the corridor to the other, deeply concerned for her uncle Black Jack and his pokemon while everyone was waiting patiently, yet eagerly, for the operation to end and for Black Jack to safely return.

    Tears began to form in her eyes; she felt that if anything happened to him she would never forgive herself, no matter how firm, angry and strict Black Jack was with her. “I can’t let him do this anymore!” she screamed before rushing to the exit.

    That outburst caught everyone’s attention with shocked results. “Alice! Wait!” Jerry yelled as he, Keith and Ash quickly followed her.

    As she reached the exit, she kept on running into the forest, not caring who was following her. “Alice! Wait up!” Keith yelled. “You can’t do this…”

    Alice suddenly stopped after hearing those words and stood in that spot for a few seconds. She quickly turned in anger with tears flowing from her eyes, looking as though she would lash out on anybody at any second. “What made you think I can’t do this!?” she yelled.

    “I’m saying that you can’t do this alone,” Keith said. “That’s why we’re here to help you and Black Jack.”

    Aurora flew into the scene after Keith said those words. Everyone agreed to that small speech. They all noticed how dangerous this enemy was after seeing Chan’s defeat, even by Black Jack’s calibre, maybe more.

    “Guys... thank you,” Alice said with a smile.


    Meanwhile, Black Jack let out a loud yell when he swung his fist towards Dakfire’s face but missed when Darkfire dodged out of the way before viciously slamming his fist right into his gut before hitting his brutal uppercut right underneath his chin. After a grunt of hurt, Black Jack quickly retaliated by hitting his enemy in the neck with a hard-hitting spinning back kick. They both staggered away from each other, their bodies showing dirt, bruises, cuts and gashes. Their insides were also badly damaged, thanks to this fight.

    Darkfire’s back hit the wall while Black Jack fell on one knee. They both spat out blood to the ground after receiving high damages from each other before holding their hurt anatomies. “[He’s almost done],” Black Jack thought while panting heavily. “[Just one more move].”

    He quickly rushed to his dark feathered nemesis, attempting to end it when he aimed his punch to his face. Darkfire quickly ducked down at the last second, making Black Jack slam his fist into the wall, smashing a hole in it with his fist stuck inside. Darkfire quickly slammed his foot at the back of Black Jack’s, forcing his face to smash into the wall.

    Black Jack, utterly battered and weakened, collapsed to the floor, with his fist slipping out of the hole. He rolled onto his front he struggled to get his feet, much Darkfire’s and Damien’s surprise. “He’s got more spirit than I thought,” Damien said noticeably.

    “(I agree, master),” Darkfire growled.

    Dazed, confused, poisoned, battered, bloodied and bruised, Black Jack struggled with all his might to get to his feet. But so far, he managed to get his knees. His eyes were vacant as he stared down to the ground and he was seemingly on the verge of passing out.

    Darkfire, who was panting out of tiredness, took his stance ready to finish Black Jack off. With massive swiftness, he aimed his kick towards his head… but it was caught. Black Jack quickly caught his leg with his hand split seconds before the move could connect. He started to glow a dark purple aura around him before he slowly raised his head, glaring his evil, sadistic eyes at Darkfire.

    He shoved his foot away, making him spin, before quickly standing up and harshly grabbing him by the neck. He looked into his eyes sadistically, choking him out with one hand. Darkfire grabbed him by the neck, attempting to choke him out but Black Jack’s force was too much for him, making him release his grip from his neck and tried to use his strength to loosen his enemy’s grasp but that too was futile.

    While still having him in his physical clutches, he lifted him and slammed him into the wall with great strength and velocity. With a loud roar, vast anger and flat out brutality, he began pounding his entire body with his fists. The first blow had the speed and impact of a high-speed vehicle crashing into a human body, and each blow became harder and faster than the last one. Relentlessly, Black Jack kept on pounding him, crashing the bones and organs inside Darkfire’s body, forcing him spit to out blood from his beak and receive a huge number of bruises.

    After long seconds, the man in black stopped his vicious attack and took a couple of steps back. Completely stunned after several beatings, Darkfire stumbled towards Black Jack with no clue was going at that moment. When he got close enough Black Jack slammed a quick and strong uppercut underneath Dakrfire’s lower beak.

    Darkfire staggered until his back hit the wall. He shook his head to shake away the dizziness, surprised by Black Jack’s quick comeback after he gave some of his devastating attacks. When he came to, he saw a big fist rushing into him. The fist slammed into his face, driving his head to crash into the wall with sheer force. Darkfire became unconscious after receiving that devastating blow, courtesy of Black Jack. He fell to the floor after his opponent slowly moved his fist away from him.

    The aura around Black Jack began to slowly disappear and he fell to his knees after it disappeared completely. He panted heavily out of pain and fatigue, clutching to his hurt body parts.

    Damien smiled bitterly. “All this time and this is what you got to show me?” he hissed as a dark energy ball engulfed on his open hand. “I can’t wait an eternity for you to get to your full potential, talent and power… it’s over, Black Jack.”

    With that said, he tossed his projectile towards Black Jack’s back at a speed of sound. “Never!” Black Jack yelled as he quickly turned around, slamming a backhand punch on the fireball with his strength, sending it straight back towards Damien, much to his shock as he had no time to block or dodge. The energy ball exploded on impact. Black Jack shielded his eyes away from the flash and dust. The next thing he heard was some wood crashing sound from the bottom of the mountain while the smoke was clearing.

    He assumed that Damien crashed into the abandoned hut he saw earlier. He turned towards the motionless Darkfire and slowly walked towards before grabbing him by the head and lower back. With the last ounce of his strength, he dragged him and threw him off the edge of the cliff, thinking that Damien might’ve been knocked off that part of the cliff. Sure enough, he heard another wood crashing sound. He slowly walked towards the end of the cliff, still holding his injured parts while panting.

    Black Jack looked down from the edge of the cliff to see if Damien and Darkfire would move after taking that fall. He couldn’t see them because it was too far down for him to see, yet he didn’t care what happened to them. He covered his some of cut parts with his hands to stop the bleeding. His legs felt weak and shaky, along with being badly injured, bloodied and poisoned, physically forcing him to collapse to the floor of the cliff.

    He began to struggle to get to his feet. With the strength he could muster, he crawled over to the walls of the mountain. He grabbed hold of the wall and used it for support as he slowly picked himself up, trying to get to his feet. He successfully did it. He attempted to walk but his legs were feeling weak because of the poison as he collapsed again, this time on his behind before resting his back against the wall.

    “Maybe we ought to take five minutes, boys,” he said weakly, trying to breath before his eyelids were beginning to feel tired and heavy. He tried to keep them open but to no avail, allowing his eyelids to drop down, making him see nothing but darkness. The next thing he knew, he couldn’t feel a thing.


    “Uncle! Uncle!” cried a desperate voice, sounding as though as the person was on the verge of tears. A pair of eyes slowly opened, seeing a young girl in tears. She had blond ponytail hair and a small scar underneath her left eye.

    “Alice…” the uncle said weakly with a smile. “You didn’t have to come here.”

    “Stop it!” Alice cried in sadness and fear as she held him by the shoulders. “We got to get you to the pokemon center!”

    Behind her were her friends, Ash, Keith, Jerry, Alice, Aurora, Darkness and some of the dragon pokemon they had saved during the Team Molten and Ocean situation. They were all looking at Black Jack in shock. “Some underhanded sleaze ball knocked the boss out!” Jerry said.

    “You wouldn’t say that, Jerry,” Keith said. “Not to that guy’s face, whoever he is.”

    “Move out of the way for a second, kids,” Black Jack said as he gave Alice a light push, trying to give himself some space. The others moved away a little. He struggled to get off his backside to no avail. He felt totally weak; his entire body was numb with aches and pains. He reached his arm upwards and grabbed hold of the rocky walls, using them for support to pick himself up while using the other arm to ease the pain in his stomach. He placed a lot of effort into getting up and managed to stand on his two feet, despite putting a lot of pain in his arm.

    “Uncle! What are you doing?” Alice cried. “You can’t do this by yourself!”

    Black Jack ignored her as he walked with a limp towards the edge of the cliff while holding on to his badly injured anatomies but suddenly stopped. “The other guy,” he said. “Where is he?”

    “He’s not here anymore,” Ash said answering his question. “When we got here, he was already gone.”

    “Huh.” That was Black Jack’s bitter response as he continued walking to the cliff. He slowly stopped as he began to feel dizzy again. “Gotta… get to…” he managed to say before he collapsed. Aurora caught him before he could hit the ground.

    Everyone rushed to his aid. Alice was first to get there and hugged her uncle tightly, tears still flowing. “Uncle… I’m sorry,” she cried. “I should’ve been here! We promised that we look out for each other!”

    Black Jack groaned in pain because of the tight hug, which increased the pain he already received. Alice loosened her hug a little, reducing the pain. “Uncle… please don’t die…” she sobbed softly.

    Keith placed her hand on Alice’s shoulder. “Alice, we need to go now,” Keith said. He slowly dragged her away from Black Jack. Alice turned around and gave him a hug.

    Jerry and Ash placed Black Jack on Aurora’s back. “It’s alright, boss,” Jerry said softly to him with a smile. “We have all been there.”

    Keith and Alice got on Darkness’s back. Ash and Jerry got on the backs of the other dragons. One of them had Black Jack’s bike and sledgehammer in his paws. They all took off, soaring high into the sky, flying towards the pokemon center.

    While Black Jack was being held on by Aurora’s clutches, he looked at his niece, who cried tears out of her eyes. He had his skin gashed and burned, his blood poisoned, his head damaged, his bones broken, and most of his organs busted.

    But seeing the sad tears coming out of her eyes… that hurt him the most.
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    Chapter 4

    “Nurse Joy! Nurse Joy! Anyone!” a girl screamed as she and her friends brought in a man who was in desperate of medical attention. He had gashes, bruises and dirt all over his body after a vicious fight he had with his nemesis. He was being carried by two of his young pupils, Jerry and Keith, two young boys that had a lot of respect for him. The girl that screamed was his beloved niece Alice. All of their friends ran towards them, looking at the injured man with shock and fear. The injured man was Black Jack, known to many as one of the most toughest and dangerous trainers.

    “What is it?” Nurse Joy cried as she and Chansey ran out of the emergency room. Her face of concern also turned into shock when she saw how badly injured Black Jack was. “Oh my word,” she said, her voice trembling with fear. Chansey let out a small fearful coo. “Chansey, go and get a stretcher for Black Jack,” Nurse Joy ordered.

    “Check on his pokemon too,” Alice said in a desperate tone. “Please.”

    “We’ll do the best we can for them,” Nurse Joy said while the unconscious Black Jack was placed on the stretcher thanks to Jerry, Keith and Chansey.

    As they took him away, Black Jack opened his eyes slightly, looking back at his niece who still had a look of total concern. She was one of a very few people he enjoyed being accompanied with. “Alice…” he whispered to himself before slowly becoming unconscious again.


    Hours past. Alice stood in that same spot since she saw Black Jack entered the emergency room while everyone else either sat on their seats or walked around the room, either calmly or frantically. One thing for certain, they were all concerned about him and were totally silent.

    “Darling!” a woman’s voice said, catching everyone’s attention. Eyes widened with surprise, Alice turned around, saw a woman dressed in rich clothing and two men in suits. She immediately recognised them as…

    “Mum! Dad! Grandpa!” she cried. They ran to each other and gave each other a heart-warming hug until Alice realised something. “How did you guys know?”

    “It was me,” Detective Stevens said. “I couldn’t let them not know about this because they’re family.”

    Alice gave her friend a small forced smile, appreciating him for his concern. “Thanks,” she said.

    Her father John placed his hands on her shoulders. “Tell us everything, sweetheart,” he said.

    “I’ll tell you instead,” Ash said, stepping towards them.

    While Ash explained the whole situation, the all continued to wait and pray in silence for Black Jack to recover for the next couple of hours. Soon, the neon sign above the emergency room doors was turned off signalling that the operation was over. Everyone noticed that and they all rushed to the door, with Alice and the rest of the Hummingburg family in front of them before Nurse Joy came out.

    “Nurse Joy,” Alice said in a desperate tone. “Are Black Jack and his pokemon going to make it?”

    “Please just tell us the truth,” John begged, also being desperate.

    “The pokemon have suffered terrible injuries but they’ll be fine in a few days,” Nurse Joy replied reassuringly before turning on a worried face. “But Black Jack… like your friend Chan, he was poisoned as well. We used most of the juice of the Puritay Berry on Chan before Black Jack came in and we had to use what’s left of it. We did all we can for him. Whether he makes it or not, it’s up to him.”

    Silence came upon the group. They tried to take in the information the nurse gave them. “Can we see him?” Sandra, Alice’s mother, asked.

    “You can. Unfortunately, Black Jack is still unconscious and he now needs a room to rest in so he won’t be able to talk for the time being. Same goes for his pokemon,” she said. Upon saying that, each Chanseys pushed a stretcher. Each stretcher had Black Jack and his pokemon resting on them as they were being taken to their separate rooms. Everyone got out of their way, showing their sad and scared looks after seeing the scars, bruises, stitches and bandages on the badly injured. Alice and her family followed Black Jack’s stretcher to his room.

    Ash walked into the opposite direction, heading to the exit with Pikachu on his shoulders. Misty, Brock, Max and May looked into his direction and decided to follow them, just in case he needs comforting.

    Once outside, Ash stood a small distance away from the building, looking around the village. There was still a lot of work to done for the buildings to be completely restored after Team Molten set fire to them. He remembered a number of events that happened throughout this whole adventure: the kidnapping of Misty, the burning village, not chosen to save Misty, and most recently not helping Black Jack out, which led him to be badly injured. He felt nothing but guilt and his best friend Pikachu felt it. He leapt off his shoulder and safely landed on the ground. “Pika,” he squeaked, facing towards him.

    Ash looked down towards his friend. Forcing a small smile before crouching down, still looking at him. “Pikachu,” he said. “Am I doing something wrong here?”

    “(What do you mean)?” Pikachu squeaked.

    “We’ve been through a lot together, didn’t we? We took out Jessie, James and Meowth a bunch of times, we saved the world a bunch of times… and without Black Jack’s help either when he was with Team Rocket at the time. After seeing him like that, thinking about what’s been happening recently and everything… am I losing it or something?”

    “Don’t be like that, Ash,” he heard Misty’s voice say behind him. He turned around and saw his friends a distance behind him.

    “We all know how you feel about all this and that you wanted to help him but from the way I see it, he wanted to fight this guy along,” Brock said.

    “I know all that,” Ash said. “I know Black Jack’s going to be fine but… what about the time when Misty was captured? I wanted to save you, Misty, I really did but…”

    He looked down to the ground in shame as he placed his hand on his mouth, trying to hold back his tears. Misty walked towards him and hugged him in an embrace before she slowly moved his hand away from his mouth, planting a soft kiss on his lips. “I understand, Ash,” she said. “I’d go crazy too if you were caught.”

    Brock sobbed uncontrollably as he looked at this entire scene while Max and May smiled happily at the loving couple.


    Elsewhere in the pokemon centre, Cassandra was walking aimlessly around the corridors. She apparently was the only person who had the least worry for Black Jack. Five years ago, she had a couple of pokemon battles with him and noticed firsthand how tough Black Jack and his pokemon really were. She also saw that Black Jack survived a collapsing building when he was stuck in it. In her opinion, Black Jack may be the toughest trainer around. And even if he does get himself on the verge of dying, or become totally dead, he always makes a comeback. Despite all that, she wasn’t all that bothered.

    “Cassandra,” hissed a voice behind her, catching her attention. She turned around saw a man in a green ninja suit.

    “Seed,” she said, recognising the person. “Long time, no see.”

    “It’s obvious that you don’t show much concern for Black Jack.”

    “With good reason too,” Cassandra said. “He can look after himself.”

    “Be aware that he is the key to a miracle,” the ninja said. “I don’t want him to do anything reckless. The fate of the world is in their hands after all.”

    “It always has been. He always makes a comeback no matter what happens.”

    “I hope you’re sure about this for your sake and everybody else’s. For now, I bid you farewell,” he said before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

    “That guy worries too much,” she said noticeably.


    “I feel like such a jerk,” Isaac said cursing himself. “If I had known that Black Jack would turn out that way, I would’ve helped him out.”

    He and the rest of the Orre Pack group were in one of the spare rooms of the pokemon centre. Stevens and Isaac were talking about the situation with Black Jack while Wes and Rui sat on a couch. Mecha and Plusle were using a laptop doing some research, trying to get over the whole thing.

    “We’re all to blame for not helping him out,” Stevens said. “But on the other hand, there is a very good chance that he wouldn’t let us help anyway. He either has too much on him or that he has a grudge to settle with that guy or possibly both.”

    With concern, Rui turned to look at Wes who appeared to be in deep thought. Something in her mind told her that he wasn’t being cool and calm like he usually was despite his exterior. Only this time he was in a trance. “Wes? Are you okay?” she asked worriedly.

    Wes just remained silent, not giving her any attention, still being in a trance. Starting to get worried, Rui gently shook him by the shoulders. “Wes? Wes?” she asked.

    He was still not responding.

    “Wes…” she said, still trying to comfort him. “About what happened out there… it was really scary about what happened to Black Jack but we all know how strong he is and that goes for his pokemon.”

    “That’s not what I’m worried about. I know he’s gonna be fine… it’s something else,” Wes said as he stood up from the furniture. “Can we talk outside?”

    Rui gave a small nod. “Sure,” she said as she followed him to the door. Their Orre Pack team-mates couldn’t help but look.

    Once outside, Wes had his back to Rui. She had hopeful feeling of what Wes might do. “[Is he going to announce his love to me]?” she thought to herself. “[After all, we’ve been through a lot together].”

    That was true, ever since he saved her from Team Snagem, one of criminal organisations in the Orre, she saw him as her knight in shining armour. After Team Snagem was gone, she had stuck with him during all the adventures they had together.

    “Rui,” Wes said calmly, inadvertently making her wince. He still had his back to her. “We all know that Black Jack is a strong man and he will make it after those tough fights. But if I were in that situation, I’d probably wouldn’t make it.”

    Rui grew saddened at the thought. “Don’t… say that, Wes,” she said.

    “Sorry. But I just wanna tell you something in case something happens,” he said before turning showing a calm smile.

    “[My gosh! He’s going say he loves me]!” she thought. Her heart was beating with joy and excitement as she showed a red blush on her face.

    Wes’s eyes narrowed. “Rui…” he said dully, yet still showing a smile. “You’re very annoying.”

    He slowly walked past the shocked and distraught Rui, back into the room. After that, she stood on that same spot for long minutes.


    In Black Jack’s room, his family were sitting or standing by the side of his bed, worried sick. A number of wires were attached to his chest and a heart monitor, which showed that his heart was beating as normal despite that he was still unconscious and that he had a number of scars and bruises all over his body.

    His brother, John, gently grasped his hand. “Please, Jack,” he pleaded quietly. “We lost our parents when we kids. Please don’t make us lose you too.”

    The guilty Alice looked from her uncle to her father’s saddened face. Then her mother’s and then her grandfather’s. She quickly turned away from them, tears forming in her eyes. She hated the sadness shown on their faces. “Mum! Dad! Grandpa!” she sobbed. “I’m sorry! It’s all my fault!”

    “Darling? What are you saying?” her mother Sandra asked.

    “I’m sorry!” Alice cried before running out of the room. She couldn’t look at her family at this minute.

    “Darling!” Sandra cried as she ran after her.

    John went to do the same but his adoptive father, Jason, stopped him. “No,” he said. “Your brother needs you.”

    John looked back towards his unconscious brother, knowing that Jason was telling the truth. “Yes, father,” he said.


    In the pokemon centre canteen, Prof. Kesner was sitting at one of the tables with his elbows on the said furniture and his hands clasping his head. He looked to in be a state where he would throw a panic any minute. “Father?” he heard a girl say.

    He yelped in fright when he heard a single sound. The girl happened to be sitting in a wheelchair thanks to the injury she suffered years ago. It was Christie, Prof. Kesner’s daughter. Behind her was Shakespeare, the family’s Gengar, who was pushing her wheelchair. They became shocked by her father’s reaction. “Sorry if I scared you, father,” she said, placing her hand on her chest, breathing in and out to calm herself down.

    “Sorry, Christie,” Prof. Kesner said. “But there’s something we need to discuss.”

    He placed his hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “It’s about what happened to Mr. Black Jack,” he said, trying to be as calm as he could but with a hint of sorry in his voice. “And I’m afraid that… it may happen to you.”

    Surprised showed on Christie’s and Shakespeare’s eyes for a small second before they looked down in sadness. “Christie,” Kesner continued. “I want you to be happy, but I also want you to be safe and what’s best for you and Shakepeare.”

    “I know, father,” she said in a down tone. “After seeing Black Jack like that, it was… scary.”

    They remained in silence, not moving an inch for a few minutes until Christie placed her hand on her father’s in an attempt to comfort him. Kesner looked up from his hands to her daughter’s face, forcing a small but fitting smile while she did the same. “We got to be there for each other,” she said. Shakespeare couldn’t help but smile at their family bond.


    Elsewhere, a tearful Alice was in one of corridors of the pokemon centre, sitting down on the floor with her knees up to her face. She was upset for more reasons than just seeing what state Black Jack was in. She felt she let him down, better yet she let the family down and she could never forgive herself.

    Soon, she felt a hand placed on top of her shoulder. It made her flinch before she quickly looked up towards her spiky haired friend, Keith. “Alice…” he said.

    She was afraid to see him looking at her like this. Still feeling ashamed of herself of not helping her beloved uncle out when he was being beaten down. “Keith…” she sobbed as she placed her forehead back onto her knees. “I should’ve been there when he was getting badly hurt.”

    Keith reflected on his days back when he was with Team Ocean, when his father was alive at the time. After thinking why his father sacrificed himself and why Black Jack did the same, neither one allowing their young ones to get harmed, he came up with the answer. “Alice…”

    “It’s like this one time,” Alice said, still with tears coming out of her eyes, not realising that Keith wanted to say something. “I was in a forest picking some berries for our travelling and then a bunch of big Ursarings came out, trying to attack me for some reason. Then, uncle Jack would come out and protect me, getting his pokemon to take me away from them. He got really angry and I wanted to help him but his pokemon wouldn’t let me. It was a few minutes later I went to get some water but I saw uncle Jack there. He had three huge scars on his back, bumps and bruises all over the place. He turned around and saw me coming his way. I couldn’t look at him. I turned around and ran away. I felt like I failed him in some way. I never spoke to him until the next morning… now it’s happening again.”

    Keith listened to her entire story before he gave a hug. “I know the feeling,” he said. “I think the reason why he did that because he loves you. He cares about you.”

    “I love him too,” Alice sobbed, crying on his chest. “I promised everyone that I would protect him but…”

    “Hey… it’s okay. Everyone understands,” Keith whispered caringly giving her a hug.

    Keith looked over her and saw Sandra, still with the sad look. Jerry wasn’t far behind either, as he looked on from around the corner, also depressed after hearing and looking at the whole thing.


    From that point on, the Hummingburgs were not able to sleep for a couple of days because of their concern for Black Jack until at one point at night they had no choice when sleep had gotten the best of them. Jason slept inside one of the borrowed rooms of the center while Alice, John and Sandra slept inside Black Jack’s room. Everyone else also slept that night. Unbeknownst to them, an energetic light glow came from Black Jack and his pokemon for a brief moment.


    The following morning…

    A pair of eyes was slowly opening until they were fully opened, looking at a pair of mouse-like eyes looking down at his. “Pikachu!” the mouse-eyed creature squeaked quietly. The other pair of eyes belonged to Black Jack.

    “Hey there, you little critter,” he said as slowly sat up while Pikachu leapt off his chest to other end of the bed. Black Jack looked around, finding himself in a hospital. He saw Alice and the rest of family sleeping in their respective chairs covered with blankets. Alice was the closest to him with her chair next to his bed with her chest and face resting on it.

    “(They haven’t slept for a couple of days),” Pikachu cooed quietly. “(They had been so worried about you. Poor guys).”

    “I’ve been unconscious for that long?” Black Jack asked himself. “Dang.”

    “(I guess that guy must’ve done a number on you),” Pikachu squeaked.

    Black Jack angrily gripped his blankets, knowing what Pikachu meant. “(I… I didn’t mean to make you angry. Sorry),” Pikachu squeaked nervously.

    Black Jack loosened his grip and breathed in calmly. “It’s okay, critter,” Black Jack said. “Where are the other guys?”

    “(Your pokemon are recovering. Everyone is asleep right now but more importantly, we’re all worried about you guys).”

    “A small help and now I’m being treated like some king,” Black Jack said in annoyed tone, putting his hand on his forehead.

    “(How are you feeling)?”

    “I feel… fine actually,” Black Jack said when he felt no pain at all, much to his surprise. He was expecting all of his body parts to be aching like it was yesterday as though he went through a huge stunt like getting hit and ran over by a gigantic truck. He ripped off some of his bandages to see if there was any gash on any part of his body. There wasn’t any.

    Alice began to stir and Black Jack and Pikachu noticed. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the blurriness before stretching her arms out. The first person she was her uncle who was forcing a smile. “Morning, Alice,” he said.

    “Uncle,” she said sleepily. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

    “Yeah…” Black Jack replied, getting into some deep thought.

    After saying that, Jason and Sandra began to stir, waking up from their sleep. After they fully woken up, the first person they saw was Black Jack with no scars, much to their relief and surprise. “Jack…” John said. “You have no…”

    “Morning, John, Sandra,” Black Jack said quietly. “Sorry to trouble you guys.”

    “We got here as soon as we heard the news,” Sandra said. “We were so worried about you.”

    “Again, sorry about that,” Black Jack replied. There was a moment of silence between them until he broke it up. “Can I have… a few minutes on my own please? I wanna think.”

    “Whatever you want, Jack,” John said as he and the other family members and Pikachu went outside the door.

    “And, hey, can someone bring Prof. Kesner in here?” Black Jack requested.

    “Sure thing, uncle,” Alice said.

    “Who’s Prof. Kesner?” John asked as they left the room.


    A few moments later, someone knocked on Black Jack’s door while he sat on his bed. “Come in,” he said.

    As he expected, Kesner entered the room. “You wanted to see me, Mr. Black Jack?” he asked.

    “Yeah,” Black Jack said, offering him a seat, which the professor accepted. “About last night. Scary, wasn’t’ it?”

    Kesner felt a shiver down his spine as he let down a huge gulp in his throat. “Yes,” he said fearfully.

    “I just wanna let you know that I took care of him and he isn’t going to hurt anybody. However, if he comes back then he’ll be lookout for me so your daughter’s safe and you don’t have to worry.”

    Despite Black Jack’s confidence in his nemesis’s comeback and Christie’s safety, Prof. Kesner still didn’t like the idea of having to let his daughter go. “I… I still can’t let her go,” he said nervously.

    “Why not?” Black Jack asked, sounded rather annoyed.

    “There’s just too many dangerous things out there. Ever since…”

    “Hey. Hold on a second,” Black Jack interrupted. “Enough of this protection bull. Don’t you remember what she did to those Team Ocean thugs when she teamed up with Jerry?”

    “I know. She helped beat…”

    Black Jack held his hand out to stop him from talking. “She and Shakespeare zapped some serious ***,” he said, being absolutely serious. “I was there, watching the whole thing when she battled them. If Jerry and Jacky fought on their own, they would have no chance. She told us that she wanted to go on a pokemon journey and the way I heard it, she meant it.”

    Kesner became startled by Black Jack’s reaction. “Look, fella,” Black Jack said. “If you can’t get rid of that fear of yours, how will Christie get on? There are guys like Ketchum who can help Christie out. I bet that she can inspire others to do their best no matter what’s wrong with them.”

    Kesner looked down in shame. “I’m sorry, Mr. Black Jack. Ever since my wife died and my daughter becoming permanently paralysed in that car crash, I was so scared of what might happen to her,” he said.

    “She’ll have Shakespeare with her. He’s a strong pokemon and she’s a caring trainer. They make a great team. Besides, they’ll catch more pokemon along the way.”

    They were both silent for a brief until Kesner spoke again. “I’ll… have a chat with everyone and see what happens,” he said before he left the room. When he opened the door, he found a man with brown curly hair and a pair of glasses wearing a doctor’s uniform.

    They both said their hellos before they got out of each other’s way. Prof. Kesner walked out of the room while the doctor entered it. “Mr. Black Jack,” the doctor said, checking on his sheets on a clipboard. “I see that you’ve woken up after the last couple of days. How are you feeling today?”

    “I’m fine, doc,” Black Jack replied. “This may surprise you but I’m feeling no pain at all.”

    The doctor looked at the ripped off bandages and remembered where they were placed. “To be honest with you, I am,” the doctor said. “I’m going to have to test you out to see if you are actually feeling fine.”

    After some time of testing him such as tapping his knee with a small hammer to a blood test, it turned out that Black Jack was more than healthy and was now allowed to leave the hospital. “Well, there are no symptoms or bleeding scars on your body, Mr. Black Jack so you’re free to go,” the doctor said calmly. “But next time, try to be a bit more careful when you get yourself involved in a fight.”

    “Careful’s not in my vocabulary,” Black Jack said. “Hey, doc, can you do me a favour and tell everyone not to disturb me?”

    “Any reason why?”

    Black Jack let out a small sigh as he looked down with a vacant expression. “I need to think.”

    “Understood. I’ll inform everyone.”

    And with that, the doctor left the room, leaving Black Jack resting on his bed.

    Outside, everyone gathered around the doctor asking of Black Jack’s well being. “That man is one hundred percent healthy and free to go,” he replied. “But he’s staying in his room until further notice and would like to request everyone not to enter.”

    A look of hurt and worry showed on Alice’s face. “Uncle Jack…” she whispered to herself. Jerry placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

    “Don’t worry about a thing, Alice,” he said optimistically with a cheery smile. “The important thing is that the boss is a-okay. But if he needs a little cheering up, I know a thing or two.”

    With that, he walked away with confidence, leaving Alice still worried but with more reasons. “I hope his pokemon are okay,” Ash said.


    Sure enough, at a different part of the pokemon centre, Nurse Joy ran various tests on Black Jack’s pokemon and to her and everyone’s surprise they were completely healed. After that, they were all told that their trainer was completely healed as well but didn’t want to leave yet and that he wanted some time alone. They were also told Bluesky’s mother, Raincloud also became well and was released to be with her clan. They were leased from their rooms to the outdoor section of the centre where other pokemon and their trainers played various games or socialised with others. “(Yesh! Fresh air at last)!” Mike growled happily stretching his arms out.

    “(So it was two days since we were in the ER, eh)?” Chan growled. “(I thought it would take longer than that considering how much damage we took from that battle).”

    “(I don’t think it has something to do with the medical stuff they got here),” Snake growled. “(I sense that someone have healed us up).”

    “(Damien, maybe)?” Hardshell growled.

    “(I doubt that. Maybe it’s something to do with Jack and I hope that he’ll tell us at some point).”

    “(Speaking of Jack, what do you think he’s thinking right now)?” Spike asked.

    “(He’s probably thinking something big or maybe somewhere else to go to).”

    Bluesky was the only pokemon who remained quiet throughout this whole conversation. “(Hey! What’s up, bud)?” Spike asked.

    “(Um… nothing really),” the blue dragon growled.

    “(Come on),” Mike growled, wrapping his arm around his friend’s head. “(You got a girlfriend, don’t ya)?”

    “(Yeah! We heard you screech her name out when we were in that Team Molten building).”

    “(We all heard it),” Snake growled with a small smile. “(And if you want to leave to be with her then I got your back).”

    “(Same here),” Hardshell growled.

    “(You have my blessing),” Chan growled as he clasped his paws and bowed to Bluesky in respect.

    “(You can go ahead but I get sing that ‘Sitting-in-a-tree’ song any time I want),” Mike growled teasingly.

    Bluesky was quite overwhelmed by almost everyone’s acceptance towards Aurora, as he held back his tears. However, tears began to form in Spike’s eyes, about to show his emotional disapproval. “(I can’t believe you guys)!” Spike roared. “(Can’t you guys see what’s happening here!? We’ve been together before for a long time since we were just little snappers! If Bluesky goes away, then there will be no more Snappy Seven)!”

    Everyone gave him an awkward look. “(Since when did we call ourselves the Snappy Seven)?” Hardshell asked.

    “(I spoke to Jack about this and he allowed it),” Bluesky growled.

    “(What!? Jack allowed it!? Idiot)!” Spike roared before he ran away, bawling like a baby. “(You’re not going anywhere)!”

    “(Meh. He’ll get over it soon),” Snake growled, apathetic of Spike’s reaction.

    Suddenly, they heard a loud cry above them and saw an orange winged dragon flying over them. “(Aurora),” Bluesky growled loudly while she slowly and safely landed to the ground.

    “(I’m so glad you’re okay)!” Aurora cooed with delight as she ran and hugged in a loving embrace.

    As they hugged, Blueksy looked back at his friends who stood by his side through thick and thin during their early days as travellers and fighters. Each and everyone one of them showing their forced but fitting smile. Mike on the other was on the verge of crying as tears of sadness was forming in his eyes. Now, he decided to make a life changing decision. “(Aurora),” he whispered into her ear. “(There’s something important I want to ask you)…”


    Back inside Black Jack’s room, he was still in deep thought he heard his door shut. He quickly turned his head towards it but no one was there. Still, he can still sense some closer to him as slowly turned his head away. “I said I don’t want anyone in here,” he said, getting annoyed.

    “Oh, come on!” Jerry’s voice cried cheerfully. “Don’t be like that, Mr. Black Jack. For I’m…”

    A small yellow Pikachu puppet quickly rose from the side of the bed, with Jerry’s hand in it. “Mr. Peekatyou!” he cried, much to Black Jack’s aggravation, before he stood fully up. “Say hello to Mr. Peekatyou! Mr. Peekatyou knows you’ve been feeling really bad so he’s going to give you a big kiss!”

    “Kiss this!” Black Jack roared.

    Some loud bashing could be heard outside the room before Jerry got thrown out, now with a lost tooth and black eye. Black Jack slammed the door behind him and then some tearing was heard from inside. He opened the door again and threw the ripped up puppet at dazed Jerry. “Next time, knock!” he yelled before slamming the door shut again.

    He turned around and saw a filled up paper bag with grease on it. Curiously, he looked inside it and found a sandwich with greasy good in it along with an apple and a beer. Alongside them was a note. He took it out and started reading the following words ‘Lunch time’. He immediately recognised the handwriting, which belonged to Alice. “[Thanks, Alice],” he thought.


    Down at the cafeteria, Alice and all of her friends were sitting down having their lunch. Everyone was quiet while they munched away on their food. The only person missing was Jerry. “Hi, everybody!” he said loudly, getting everyone’s attention. They all looked up and, to their shock, saw that he was now covered in bandages and plasters all over his head, which showed signs of his outcome for disturbing Black Jack.

    “I guess Black Jack really meant it when he said not to disturb him,” Ash said.

    “Did uncle Jack get his lunch?” Alice asked.

    “Yep!” Jerry replied happily, holding his thumb up, signalling about his success.

    “Thanks,” Alice said. She looked back on her food, using her fork to poke at her food. She hardly ate anything since that day he was sent to the emergency room. At first she was deeply worried and saddened by Black Jack’s bad injury but she was now worried about his mental well-being after he was beaten down by this unknown trainer. On more than one occasion, better yet several occasions, she saw her uncle getting into fights and got himself scarred or badly bruised in some of them but she never saw him this badly hurt before.

    She looked around the table, seeing other people eating theirs. No one was uttering a word. No one wanted to say anything that might make the situation even more awkward than it already was after seeing someone they highly respected get beaten up by a dangerous man.

    She placed her fork down. “I’m full,” she said tonelessly. “May I be excused?”

    Without waiting for an answer, she left the table, going somewhere where she could be alone. “I’ll go talk to her,” John said to his wife as he left the table, following Alice out of the canteen. “Alice, where are you going?” he asked with concern.

    “I’m going for a walk, dad,” she replied.

    “Alice, sweetheart, you hardly ate, drank or slept for two days now. I’m worried about you and Jack,” he replied.

    Alice remained silent for a number of seconds until she started talking. “I... I... wanted to be there for him... to help him out... just like he always helped me...” Alice said sadly as she walked away. Her father followed and they began talking. Eventually, she was in tears.


    Sometime later, back at Black Jack’s room, someone knocked on his door. “Go away!” he barked. Still, someone entered the door. It was Jerry again but with a wooden guitar. “What part of ‘go away’ didn’t you get?” he snarled.

    “Come on, boss!” Jerry said optimistically. “I can tell getting beaten up like that for the first time is hard to swallow so I want to cheer you up a little bit.”

    “Jerry, I’m warning you, do not play the guitar,” Black Jack snarled angrily.

    “Let me try. Let me try singing er… something soothing.”

    Jerry gave his guitar a small strum to set himself up. No sooner than a minute, he started playing the singing. “Koombaya, my lord. Koombaya… Koombaya, my lord. Koombaya…”

    Some people would like his playing and singing but Black Jack would have a more negative opinion and it showed when his eyes twitched from an annoyed look to death-threatening glare. Jerry noticed and immediately stopped out of fear. “I know! How about something that can really cheer you up!” he said quickly.

    Jerry strummed his guitar before he quickly sang the following words. “Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care, Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care, Jimmy crack corn and I don’t ca-a-a-a-are…! I got very blond hair! I got very blond hair…!”

    Outside, Jerry’s singing could be heard…

    KABONG!

    Until the sound of guitar smashing occurred. The door opened and Black Jack kicked Jerry out of his room, now with the broken instrument stuck around his head. “And stay out!” Black Jack shouted before slamming the door shut. But then, he quickly opened the door again. “Hey, Jerry, get me a food menu, a notepad and a pen, will ya?” he asked calmly.

    “Sure thing, boss,” Jerry replied, struggling to get the guitar off. “But can you get this thing off me?”


    Sometime later, Black Jack got everything what he wanted. He was resting on his hospital bed, taking a few bites of his dinner and a few sips of his coffee while thinking long and hard what to write on his notepad.


    The next morning, Black Jack walked out of his room, dressed in usual black leather attire. It was very early so there would be good chance that no one would be awake. Upon his exit, he found Alice sleeping on a chair with a blanket covering her lower body. Not wanting her to catch a cold, Black Jack picked up the blanket and placed over her, from her shoulders to her feet. With guilty eyes hiding behind his sunglasses, he lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead before walking away.


    “Everyone, search for Black Jack and his pokemon now!” one of the nurses shouted outside his used room. It was a couple of hours after Black Jack left the room and he never came back since and the nurse found him missing moments ago, along with his pokemon. “That man hasn’t filled in his release form!”

    At first, some people thought he probably went to do some training but it was said that Black Jack left, which read out, ‘Stay strong, Alice, like you always do. Don’t worry about me.’

    Most likely, it meant one thing. Convinced, many set out to look for him.

    Inside the room, Alice was holding a piece of paper in her hand, reading out the following words. There was no doubt in her mind that this was his handwriting. She looked at the letter with emotionless eyes and stood on the same spot for long minutes now. Despite the look in her eyes, there were a couple of words that could describe her emotions. Shocked and saddened, both of them deep.

    While she continued reading, everyone was looking for Black Jack in every location he could’ve gotten to. Jerry in particular was frantic about it; he didn’t want to see his boss go away without reason. “Where could the boss get to?” he cried desperately. “He couldn’t have gone far!”

    He rushed outside the centre and looked around rapidly, seeing a number of people looking for him, calling him out while others minded their own business.

    “Black Jack! Where are you!?”

    “Black Jack! Come back!”

    Jerry began rubbing his head, trying to figure out where Black Jack could’ve gone. “[The boss wouldn’t go to a bar! They wouldn’t open this early in the morning]!” he thought desperately. After theorising a number of locations he remembered that Bluesky was thinking about either rejoining his clan or stay with Black Jack. Now, thanks to his closest friends, this made his decision a lot easier.

    Unless…


    Somewhere over at the mountains, the dragons were getting to fly away from their recently discovered hiding place. Amongst them were Bluesky, his mother Raincloud and his mate Aurora, who accepted his proposal. There were others who were not of the dragon species but everyone agreed to let them travel alongside them. “Yeah, can someone carry my bike and sledgehammer while we fly?” the bearded human asked. He was wearing a leather jacket, a pair of jeans, boots, a pair of sunglasses and a cloth wrapped around his head… all black. “Thanks. I pay you back somehow,” he said appreciatively after one of the dragons did so. That human was Black Jack.

    “(Nonsense)!” the tall green dragon Flygon replied gladly. “(This is the least I can do after you saved us)!”

    “(Jacky)!” two monsters cried happily as they leapt towards Black Jack from behind, giving him a big hug.

    “(This is great)” Spike growled. “(Us hanging out together)!”

    “(Yeah! Just like old times! Well… more or less)!” Mike growled.

    Black Jack was nowhere near happy, as he knew what he was about to do. “(If you say so)…” he said tonelessly as he lowered his head down.

    “(Boys),” Snake growled, walking up towards them. “(I need a word with Jack… privately).”

    The boisterous duo agreed to do so as they walked away, getting ready for take off while Black Jack turned towards him, listening to what his friend had to say. “(Are you sure that she is ready)?” the green Tyranitar growled. “(Ready to face the world without you)?”

    Black Jack knew whom he was referring to. “I’m sure. She’s old enough to look after herself,” he said, with a slight guilt in his tone. “Sure it’s gonna be weird but I don’t her there if something happens.”

    Snake knew that his friend was incorrect in that statement. “(It’s going to be more than weird, Jack),” he growled. “(It’s gonna hurt when we go away, leaving her travelling with the other cubs).”

    “Snake, you knew that after we dealt with that punk we had our bones broken and organs busted. But there’s one thing that hurt me the most. Seeing Alice crying… now that… really… hurt.”

    Despite his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, Snake could tell the emotion that his long time trainer was feeling. “Besides, she’s not a cub anymore,” Black Jack finished.

    “BOSS!” yelled a tearful voice, catching everyone’s attention. They, apart from Black Jack, turned towards the blond teen with tears forming in her eyes. It was Jerry, the underdog of a pokemon trainer and Black Jack’s about-to-be former student. “Why!? Why are you leaving!?”

    “Man!” Black Jack grunted in annoyance.

    “Boss, I know I haven’t been the best student here,” Jerry cried with desperation in his voice. “But I always saw you as my teacher… no, a friend… no, one of my best friends, ever since you took me and helped me train my pokemon. I never cared about how much of that hard training you put me through and I never will! I just want to be as strong as you! I love you, boss!”

    He cried the last few words the loudest. Black Jack shut his eyes a little tightly, still in annoyance while everyone was shocked of how Jerry felt for him. “What about, Alice, boss!?” Jerry cried. “You can’t leave her like this, not after everything you guys been through! If it’s about that guy who hurt you badly a couple of days ago, I can help you fight him! We’ll help you fight him! If you walk away right now, I’ll call for help!”

    Black Jack turned around, looking back at the tearful Jerry, the young boy who highly appreciated and respected all his teachings since day one of his training alongside him. Black Jack slowly towards with a small smile on his face before his hand on his shoulder. “Jerry?” he said.

    “Yeah?” Jerry replied in a curious and hopeful tone.

    Black Jack turned his smile into a moody frown. “Shut up,” he snarled before he squeezed his shoulder, stopping the nerve in his body.

    “[Boss]…” Jerry thought in shock before he fell asleep, collapsing to the floor.

    After seeing his prone body lying the floor, Black Jack turned his attention back to the dragons. “Let’s get outta here,” he said before walking away.


    “Jerry! Answer me!” a voice shouted.

    “Hey, Jerry! Wake up!” shouted another.

    “Pikachu! Pika!” squeaked a Pikachu’s voice.

    It was few minutes later after Black Jack knocked Jerry with a sleeper hold. His eyes slowly opened and saw Ash, Keith and Pikachu in his gaze. “Guys…?” he mumbled sleepily.

    “Black Jack,” Ash said. “Did he…?

    “Boss!” Jerry cried as he quickly sat up, tears forming in his eyes. “He left us!”

    “What!?” Keith said in shock, angry at Black Jack’s audacity of abandoning his niece. “How could he do this? What will his family think?”

    “Let him go, my friends,” said a voice, catching everyone’s attention. It was John, Black Jack’s brother, who was walking towards them. “I think he wants to be along for a while after all of this.”

    “But what about Alice?” Keith asked worryingly.

    “She will understand after I talk to her. After all that training from her uncle Jack, she’ll be alright,” John replied with a small smile. “But I’ll be grateful if you two can travel with her… please?”

    Keith and Jerry looked at John’s face. He had small smile on his face but his eyes were rather saddened. They began to understand what Black Jack and his family were going through.

    “You bet!” Jerry shouted enthusiastically, tears streaming down from his eyes. “It’s the least I can do after everything Black Jack did for me!”

    “Sure,” Keith said, with a hint of guilt in his voice after he felt abandoned by the one who also took him in. “Black Jack took me after he saved me from Team Ocean and I get to meet Alice again… I’ll do it.”

    “How’s Alice, John?” Ash asked.

    “She is still in the room where Black Jack was before he left.”

    “Well, I hope that she’ll get into a training spirit… somehow.”


    Back at Alice’s location, Alice still had the note in hand but this time, she looked out of the window, wondering if she could see her uncle riding on one of the dragons.

    Indeed, he was riding on one of them as they flew past the hospital a distance away. One of the dragons had his motorcycle and sledgehammer in his paws. Apart from Bluesky, his pokemon were kept inside his pokeballs. He looked down at one of the windows and saw Alice, who also saw him. Both of them had showed their sad faces as they reflected back on the days they had together since the start of her pokemon journey. From getting Alice a small Cyndaquil to participating in pokemon battling championships. They had many great times yet they had their bad times but no matter what happened, they remained more than just relatives to this day.

    Unfortunately today, Black Jack decided on his own accord to leave everyone he respected… and those he loved, for reasons he cannot say to them yet. Despite that they took a small glimpse at each other, it felt like an eternity before Black Jack turned his attention back on the dragons while Alice kept on looking. “Let’s move it guys,” he said in a toneless voice.

    While still looking, a tear fell from her eye. “Uncle,” she whispered sadly wondering why he left her.

    He did look back once and it caused pain in his heart. He never dared to look back again that day. And so, he kept on flying to find an ideal hideaway for the dragon clan.
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