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The compressed gauntlet bracelet around my wrist vibrating, was what awoke from a restful slumber.
For a few seconds, I just stared up at the ceiling, relishing in the warm soft sensation of Misty moulded to my side. I glanced at her, taking in her slumbering form.
Her hair was undone from its usual little side ponytail, that hide a surprising amount of hair. Her truly long orange tressed, fell in soft waves to the middle of her back.
How she hid all that in that tiny side tail was astounding. And with her hair unbound, she looked completely different.
She went from tomboy to rmaid princess real quick.
Takes notes Ariel.
'She was real happy when I told her how beautiful her hair was.' I mused inwardly, stroking my fingers softly through the orange tresses.
Misty sighed happily in her sleep, nuzzling her cheek against my chest, completely nude. As she did, her pale neck was flashed to in the morning light, showing off the multitude of possessive hickeys I'd left all over her neck.
She had a few on her thighs to match.
I resisted the urge to smirk proudly, I still smiled though.
We had in fact, went at it all night. Well, between a few breaks to eat and et up with Ash and Brock, we'd started in the afternoon after all.
Misty trying to explain off why she was walking bow legged to Ash and the knowing glint in Brock's…slits had been amusing as fuck though.
But, after we returned to the bedroom after the first ti? That was when it got real crazy.
I stifled a groan as my cock throbbed rembering how hard and rough Misty wanted it right from the get go after that first ti.
The way she bounced on my cock, the way I held those beautiful long orange tresses like a leash as I ramd her.
Fuck…it was incredible.
For her first ti, it was unreal. She took to it like a du- like a Golduck to water.
Even more so than Chloe, and she'd surprised as well.
Pokemon girls were just built different.
I looked at Misty, taking in her form slumbering peacefully beside , and smiled a little sadly, "What could have been huh?" I mused, stroking her cheek with my other hand.
Before pulling away and slipping out of her grasp. She wled and groaned in annoyance as I escaped her soft, warm grasp and I just stared at her as I stood.
…How different would things have been if she had indeed locked in on at Pewter City?
The only thing I could say for sure, was waking up like this every day, would not have been unpleasant.
"It was fun Misty, I'll see you." I whispered, kneeling down to press a kiss to her forehead.
Before getting ready and leaving her behind. Exeggutor teleported out to the beaches, nude as the day I was born without a single sound or scuffle to alert the slumbering girl.
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As I appeared on the beach, with Exeggutor at my side, I stared off into the distance over the gently rippling ocean, at the sun rising in the far distance.
I sighed.
"Tor?" Exeggutor leaned down to nudge with one of his leaves gently.
"I'm fine buddy, thanks," I smiled back at him, before returning him to his ball and stashing it in inside my gauntlet once more, "Rotom, clothes ."
the beach was empty, especially since I had Exeggutor teleport right to the far off spot where I'd landed yesterday. But, Lance would be here soon.
And I didn't want him to fall to his knees in despair and lant his life when he saw the subli perfection that was the naked .
Or in other words, envy of mah' boaby.
"Should you have not left a note or sothing?" Rotom asked, as he did as bid and deposited clothing into my grasp.
"No," I shook my head as I began getting dressed, "It would have only made it worse, and bittersweet. I left it on a high note for both of us before the morning ruined it, and I left her plenty to rember by."
Truly I'm a bad lad.
"Mmm, very well, you would no better I suppose given your track record," Rotom replied, "Onto vastly more interesting things though. I scanned that odd pokeball you found yesterday. My scans suggest the pokeball is over a hundred years old, and there is a pokemon inside of it."
I blinked, midway through pulling on my boxers, "…What?" I uttered, before horror filled , "Wait, does that an I stole that kids pokemon?!"
"Incorrect," Rotom crushed that horrible feeling quickly, "The pokeball is sealed, and has been for a very long ti. It is very doubtful the boy who dropped it, even knew there was a pokemon inside."
I let out a deep breath, that made feel a little better-
Before sothing else occurred to , that filled with a just as unpleasant feeling, "Wait does that an the pokemon inside has been stuck inside there for a hundred years?!"
"Most likely," Rotom replied, "I have taken the liberty of undoing the bindings. Normally, it would be rather hard to do so, but a little electricity can go a long way. Though, once the pokemon is released, that pokeball will most likely fall apart due to the way I…did so."
Oh…well, that was helpful. And while it was neat to look at, if it kept a pokemon trapped for a hundred years.
It was better off destroyed.
"Any idea what's inside it?" I asked as I finished getting ready.
"Negative," Rotom replied, "Because of the age of the pokeball and queer make, most scanning of its contents were inconclusive. However, energy output wise my scans say that has less power than your Pidgeot, roughly as much as your Fearow."
Mmm, so it was pretty strong then? An upper tier gym leader level pokemon, probably on the level of like one of Giovanni's pokemon, or Blaine's.
…Probably not Blaine's Magmar though.
I've no idea though why a pokemon at that level would be locked up in a pokeball like that. Was an upper tier gym leader level pokemon sothing to be feared a hundred years ago?
I suppose maybe if I go by Legends Arceus. People were terrified back then of simple Bidoof and Wurmple, and tiline wise it wouldn't have been any more than a hundred and fifty years ago.
A thought occurred and I grinned, "Maybe it's an alpha!" I pumped my fist. That would be aweso!
And I could totally see why people back then would lock up an alpha pokemon.
Once I was ready, I had Rotom spit the ancient pokeball into my my palm, I eyed it before a second, taking in the overly designed and expensive looking pokeball, before switching it to my other hand, "Give …Regice as well, just in case it's violent." I said.
I wouldn't bla it if it was. The poor thing has been locked up for a hundred fucking years! I'd be suprely fucking pissed, beyond raging angry in its place.
"Affirmative." Rotom replied, spitting out Regice's luxury ball into my palm as well.
I let him out beside , the huge titan of ice guarding my back almost imdiately as I did so. I never even had to ask or order or anything like that.
If nothing else, I had to admit what they'd went through had made the Regi's amazing bodyguards.
I gave it a nod, before raising the ancient pokeball in my hand and releasing the pokemon inside. It released a bright burst of light that soared into the air above, exploding out of the pokeball with such force my arm bucked backwards and the ball shattered into fragnts.
And then the bright light coalesced into form above , and my jaw dropped while my eyes widened in horror.
A massive serpentine black dragon soared above , as the air sparkled around it.
A Rayquaza.
A SHINY RAYQUAZA!
"What the fuck!?" I stared up at it in disbelief. Idly noting, that it was quite small for a Rayquaza, smaller than my Gyarados or Milotic. Its head was about half the size of , when I rember the Rayquaza's in the movies having heads that dwarfed grown n.
WHAT?!
"What! What the fuck!?" I sputtered, unable to comprehend or believe the aboslute bullshit happening in front of .
Who the fuck caught a Rayquaza? A shiny one at that!? Why did so random nobody kid have it? And why the fuck was he so dumb he'd drop it so easily!?
It shook its head as if shaking away grogginess, and its piercing eyes sharpened into a glare down at . It opened its mouth, roaring angrily…or in challenge?
I couldn't tell either way, and despite myself found myself taking a step back in sudden fear as its mouth lit up with a familiar orange sphere of power.
Draco teor!?
And then a trio of massive icy jagged blue beams erupted from above and slamd into its airborne body.
And with a cry of pain, the shiny black Rayquaza fell to the sand with a loud thump before .
"…Huh?" I gaped, craning my head up to look at Regice with one arm held out.
Huh.
Wait.
Yeah.
Huh?
WHAT?!
The Rayquaza growled in pain and shakily planted both its arms in the sand and pushed its upper half up to glare at at Regice…or ?
Both?
Its maw filled with flas, and I acted this ti, surprise gone despite the absurdity of the situation I suddenly found myself in, "Regice, Ice Beam, again!"
"Regiiice!" it intoned, six golden eyes glowing brightly and unleashing another massive trio of icy beams from one of its arms, at the sa ti the Rayquaza unleashed a flathrower.
…A flathrower that couldn't compete with my Charizard's own for sure in heat, power or size.
I watched almost blankly as the Ice Beam and gout of flas t head on, clashing mid-air for a few monts, before the trio of icy jagged beams tore the flas asunder and continued on to pierce into the literal shiny legendary pokemon.
And the Rayquaza, roared in pain.
Before falling limp in the sand.
Regice blankly lowered its arm nonplussed, and I tilted my head.
And stared.
"…What?" I whispered.
More shocked right now, more completely lost than the fucking day I woke up in this world.
That was just how absurd this situation was. A shiny Rayquaza, just there in a pokeball I'd randomly picked up after bumping into a random kid.
…A Rayquaza that was quite frankly, absurdly weak. I didn't even know it was possible for the lowest tier of legends to be this weak.
Never mind a Rayquaza.
I rubbed my eyes, before staring again. Nope, still there.
"Rotom…this isn't an illusion or sothing is it." I asked blankly.
"Negative, all scans indicate this is a truly honest Rayquaza. Shocking, very shocking," Rotom replied, "Capture it quickly before it recovers."
"I don't think that'll be a problem." I distractedly replied, it was completely unconscious.
Like yeah, it was four tis weak to ice types attack and it was from Regice…but…but.
Dragonite took Regice's ice beams better!
In the single sparring match Dragonite had fought against Regice so far, he'd taken three of them!
And an ancient power and zap cannon before going down.
I slapped my cheeks roughly, forcing myself to focus, "Head in the ga you fucking retard." I scolded myself, "Ball Rotom."
"Affirmative." Rotom replied, the slot on my palm opening up to deposite a shrunken luxury ball into my palm.
I enlarged the gleaming expensive black, gold and red pokeball to full size, and couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all, the pokeball was a match for Rayquaza completely in colour too!
A mont later, I tossed the ball and it bulleted through the air like a baseball, smacking into the downed shiny Rayquaza's head with a soft tink, before opening and to suck it inside.
The luxury ball fell into the sand a second later as it closed, glowing red at the middle as it began to roll from side to side.
Once.
Twice..
Thrice…
Tink!
Rayquaza, was captured.
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