Borne of Caution (Pokemon Isekai)

[Mr.Nobody]

All well and good until she whips out the Latios and Raikou.

 

[Freeze046]

Lee was right never a dull day with him

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

An awesome chapter. And looks like theres something even more special about Lee and Ninetales.

 

[Goldenrah]

That kind of bond and the amount of scientists who will want to study it will make them rich.

 

[doomqwer]

Shinx quickly rises to her paws and scampers her way to Lee, eagerly hopping around his feet as if asking, "Did you see me?! Did you see me?!"

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Shinx has been adorable, I am glad to see her improve.

Horrified ruby eyes stare back.

"Ninetales and I have been connected for months." Lee continues. "Just recently, we discovered that we couldn't actually disconnect anymore, and we're not sure where one of us ends and the other begins. I can feel her emotions, experience her senses, see her memories, and more, just like she can with me. We've even touched our minds together in the past, letting the edges overlap." The man looks away. "This meeting is both a study, and us needing help mediating our connection before disaster strikes."

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Its been interesting to see just how scary Gestalts are to in the know psychics.

"They called it a Concordant Singularity, the holy grail of bonds between man and pokemon."

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I think part of this is the fact that vulpix into ninetales had a more human brain from the start along with a little act of God from arceus allowing for perfect synch.

 

[fireball77]

Steven Stone doesn't strike me as someone foolish enough to ignore such a dire warning. If he does, then perhaps we have greater issues.'

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Didn't he like, cause the death of the Lorekeeper or something?

 

[Yeetboi]

Hnggggh!!! You're busting my balls, Boss! You can't just leave us with a mile deep cliffhanger like that!

Jokes aside this was a great chapter as always. And boy did you ramp up the suspense at the end!

 

[Khorne's-berzerker]

Good shit and shinx is as adorable as ever

 

[correcthorse666]

Didn't he like, cause the death of the Lorekeeper or something?

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No, Steven is the guy who's so nice that the Eon Duo seeks out him specifically when they need help.

 

[Tpium]

Bah i feel like Lee is wasting so many peoples time with this he keeps going to people for help but is keeping out the most important information namely the fact that nine-tails is not a real Pokémon she was never born she was made for him clearly nothing bad will come from their mental bond otherwise the ROB would not given her the ability

 

[Arkatekt]

It seems to me like Lee may also be gaining something from training in the dragon crater. It feels like he is much more rapidly than before learning to accurately interpret his pokemon's vocalizations and actions as if they were speaking to him.


I wonder if Shinx's hyper speed growth is going to have an effect on her mental state later when they leave the crater and she suddenly starts to take days to make the same degree of progress she has been making in minutes/hours.

 

[Yakubi42]

It seems to me like Lee may also be gaining something from training in the dragon crater. It feels like he is much more rapidly than before learning to accurately interpret his pokemon's vocalizations and actions as if they were speaking to him.


I wonder if Shinx's hyper speed growth is going to have an effect on her mental state later when they leave the crater and she suddenly starts to take days to make the same degree of progress she has been making in minutes/hours.

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Who's to say that the effects will drop off? They've been bathing in magic Poké-Radiation for a week already and Shinx is being exposed to this pretty young; maybe Shinx will become the Spiderman of Pokémon.

Edit: With the bond between Lee and Ninetales making Lee something more than human, do you think he might benefit from that training space as well? With humans being so similar to Pokémon, do you think any human might benefit from training in those conditions?

 

[Keksimus]

"They called it a Concordant Singularity, the holy grail of bonds between man and pokemon."

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Ha, get fucked Lokoko. Lee can telepathically plap his fox wife all he wants.

 

[Dracomaser]

Chills man, I got chills. You nailed that

 

[AmberSlime]

Bah i feel like Lee is wasting so many peoples time with this he keeps going to people for help but is keeping out the most important information namely the fact that nine-tails is not a real Pokémon she was never born she was made for him clearly nothing bad will come from their mental bond otherwise the ROB would not given her the ability

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That's... kind of a leap to make? Just because Ninetails/Vulpix was made/born/spawned from Lee's Pokemon Emerald emulation doesn't mean she was gifted with the power of not psychically-voring/overriding Lee. Most of the stuff Lee has going for him are due to his unique viewpoint on Pokemon rearing/training, including encouraging/developing Vulpix's psionic potential... and also (I say this semi-jokingly) trauma-bonding.

 

[Winged One]

Ha, get fucked Lokoko. Lee can telepathically plap his fox wife all he wants.

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Teleplapy?

 

[Drew_The_Ghost]

Teleplapy?

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Psychic phone sex.

 

[Tempting Fate]

"You've reached the voicemail of Steven Stone, Pokemon League Champion of Hoenn. If this is an emergency, please hang up and dial 911 –"

Lee blinks incredulously. 'Does Steven get enough calls that he has to add a line like that?' he wonders.

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After the phone trills in his ear, Lee clears his throat and speaks. "Hello, Champion Stone. This is Lee Henson. I apologize for disturbing you, but I need to arrange a meeting with you. This is in regards to a matter similar to the one we discussed in Lavaridge."

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I can only imagine Steven's exasperation if he knew Lee's thought before leaving that message...

Steven: "Gee, Lee - DO I get enough calls like that?"

 

[Azreales]

Ha, get fucked Lokoko. Lee can telepathically plap his fox wife all he wants.

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Teleplapy?

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Absolutely deranged to say (type) out loud. I love it.

On a more serious note, I presume that Nine and Lee's "Bullet Time" was a consequence of them being a Concordant Singularity. If so, I kind of really want to see Lee battle a Psychic type master, preferably one who's an asshole if only to see him flex his greater psychic bond on them. Sure, it's something that I doubt Lee will want to let become public knowledge but I can see him not caring if a few high-level trainers find out, especially after he enters the Champion level.

 

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"Ugh…" Brendan groans, staring at the downed Trapinch across from himself and Marshtomp. "We're really not having any luck, are we bud?"

Marshtomp turns and regards his trainer with a sheepish face and a shrug.

After Lee left to fly off to his meeting, Brendan and Zinnia called it quits on training for the day and instead went out to try and find new team members. Zinnia settled on a Noibat, or even a Noivern if she could find one, and Brendan decided that an eventual Flygon is what he wants.

That in mind, Zinnia recruited the help of Astis and Isis to lead them through the labyrinthian tunnels of the Crater. In Zinnia's absence, the different flights of dragons had apparently changed nesting grounds, as when Zinnia took the lead, she and Brendan only found a dusty chamber filled with bones.

Isis took Zinnia, leading the Lorekeeper to a different part of the cave system where the Noivern were nesting, while Astis took Brendan into a long, narrow chamber with many nesting holes in the walls.

If Brendan is being honest with himself, he would have preferred having Isis. Astis… Her admiration for him is plainly apparent, but after being manipulated by Courtney, he's simply not sure how to feel about that.

Grumbling, Brendan looks over his shoulder to Astis, who stands a safe distance away with her hands folded in front of her. "Zinnia said that there would be Vibrava, yet all I'm seeing are Trapinch? I don't mean to sound like a jerk, either, but all these guys seem pretty underwhelming."

The redheaded tribal girl helplessly shakes her head with a sigh. She shrugs, as if to say "nothing can be done."

Wishing his guide wasn't mute, Brendan returns his attention to the great number of holes along the wall.

When they first arrived, several of the Trapinch emerged from the nests, snapping their jaws in irritation as the light of Astis's lantern flooded the chamber. The antlion pokemon fought amongst themselves for only a brief moment before the largest one stepped forward, ready to throw down.

Marshtomp floored him in a single strike. It wasn't a super-effective blow, either, but an unpowered punch to gauge the large Trapinch's gumption.

The Trapinch took the blow with only a flinch… and then fell over, groaning theatrically, a moment later.

The next largest Trapinch made a harsh, clicking sound reminiscent of laughter before taking his fallen comrade's place on the battlefield.

He, too, fell in one hit, and made a big clamor about his defeat.

After the sixth Trapinch failed to put up any appreciable fight, the rest slowly retreated back into their holes, dragging their wounded siblings back with them.

Astis smiled uncertainly after the disappointing performance and led him to another chamber… where the same thing happened.

The third time was not the charm, either.

Brendan watches another Trapinch emerge from the wall and drag its defeated sibling back into the nest, leaving Brendan, Marshtomp, and Astis alone once more.

"Damn…" Brendan doffs his hat and runs his fingers through his hair, replacing his hat afterward. 'I can't really afford to not have the best possible pokemon, not with all the crazy stuff the future is going to bring,' he thinks to himself. 'If they can't stand one hit from Marshtomp while he's holding back, then that would make for a really rough starting point…'

"I really wanted a Vibrava, but I might just have to make do…" Brendan murmurs, not noticing the alarm that passes Astis's face.

Feeling a tap on his arm, Brendan turns and finds Astis there, smiling apologetically. She gestures back to the tunnel that led them to this chamber and gives Brendan's sleeve a gentle tug.

"I'm game to try another, I guess," Brendan says. "C'mon, Marshtomp. I know we can find you a good teammate somewhere down here."

"Maaaash!"

Brendan and Marshtomp fall into step with each other, trailing slightly behind Astis, who picks up the lantern and takes the lead.

After a minute of walking in silence, Brendan speaks up once more. "The Trapinch aren't sick, are they? They look plenty tough at first glance, but it's kind of weird that none of them put up any kind of fight."

A bead of sweat runs down Astis's brow, and she quickly shakes her head in a negative.

A frown slowly tugs at Brendan's lips. Deep down, he feels as if the redheaded girl is hiding something from him, and after the fiasco with Courtney…

Brendan's frown becomes more pronounced.

… After Courtney, the idea of being lied to by a girl who supposedly admires him does not sit right with him.

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'And take a look here right in the middle! If I didn't know any better, I would swear that I was sensing an entirely new person!' Anabel's telepathic voice is quick and chirpy.

'Indeed. I've never seen two minds form a central nexus as homogenized as this before, if this phenomenon can even be called a nexus,' another voice, this one older and smoother, comments. 'It's no wonder why our tests failed to yield any results.'

'That's precisely what Espeon and I were thinking! It's a little bit like a color gradient, and you can't tell who is who in the middle. If you probe near the middle, it's completely indecipherable,' Anabel says.

'Curiouser and curiouser the mystery becomes… I do have several theories, however.' The second voice makes the mental equivalent of an inquisitive hum.

'… Measured flow?... Equilibrium... Like flowing water...' speaks yet another. Each slurred, nearly indecipherable word rings throughout the skull like the gongs of a bell. '…Pulling and pushing… Anchors firmly…'

'Indeed, my friend.'

Lee ignores the voices in his head and glances at the clock on the meeting room wall, finding that it's already 3 PM. If this goes on for much longer, he's going to have to tell his Draconid guide that he will be staying the night in town.

'Ah, my apologies, Mister Henson. It is not every day that one can witness such an extraordinary phenomenon, so please forgive the lengthy inspection.'

Lee looked towards the owner of the 'voice'.

Across the table and sitting next to Anabel is none other than Lucian of the Sinnoh Elite Four, Anabel's former mentor. Behind Lucian is his Bronzong, a massive Psychic pokemon resembling a hovering, patina-soiled bell.

After discovering Lee and Ninetales' apparent meta-stable gestalt, Anabel excused herself for several minutes, stating that she needed to make a phone call. When she returned, it was with a curious Lucian in tow, and Lee had to close his eyes and count to ten, exasperated with being on yet another Elite's radar.

'I wonder, does Lucian already have prior authorization to enter Hoenn so suddenly, or is that a privilege of his station?' Ninetales rests her chin on the table. 'I distinctly felt a great surge of Psychic TE outside, so he must've teleported here.'

'Who's to say?' Lee replies with a mental shrug, inspecting Lucian and Bronzong once more.

The bell pokemon, Bronzong, looks much like a bell that can be found within a clock tower or cathedral. The massive hunk of steel hovers behind Lucian like some sort of guardian angel. Much of its body is oxidized to a pale blue, save for two red, protruding eyes upon its front.

In front of Bronzong is Anabel's purported mentor, Lucian. Lucian's thin frame is covered by a sharp red suit, and his face is framed by shoulder-length, lavender hair a shade darker than Anabel's. His eyes are covered by oval glasses with a color similar to his hair, and his mouth is curved into an easy-going smile.

'Easy-going? I suppose. I assure you, though, that I'm quite excited by this discovery.' Lucian's smile widens.

Oh, right. Lucian, Anabel, and their pokemon can hear his thoughts. He's plenty used to it with Ninetales, but having someone else hear his introspection is quite annoying.

As Lee thinks that, he can feel Anabel, Espeon, Bronzong, and Lucian's minds retract their telepathic probes, leaving Ninetales and Lee alone once more.

"A true meta-stable gestalt between a human and a pokemon…" Lucian shakes his head slowly, but his smile remains. "Amazing. Countless experts have theorized such a thing, but to see it firsthand is a spectacle I don't think I'll ever forget."

"Now, you say stable, but are you sure about that?" Lee asks, unable to hide the worry that colors his tone. "We've both lost sleep over this. You're certain that we're fine?"

Lucian nods absently, apparently still lost in his own thoughts. "When it comes to the science of the mind, there is always room for uncertainty, but I believe that you and Miss Ninetales have nothing to fear." He focuses on Lee. "What exactly prevents one side of you from subsuming the other is unknown to us, but I see no signs of a potential cascade. As far as I am able to see, you have dodged the worst perils that could be thrown at you."

Lee breathes a sigh of relief as Ninetales leans into his side.

"Now, this may come as an upside or downside, depending on how one looks at it, but I suspect that what has been done can no longer be undone. You and Miss Ninetales are quite solidly connected," Lucian continues. "We've pulled and prodded here and there, and the deep psychic channel between you holds fast. Even the four of us working in tandem could not stress the connection. With colorful wordplay and the stretching of definitions, one could even argue that you are a singular entity at heart."

Ninetales clicks her tongue and throws her head, sending a few errant locks of her head tuft behind her ear. 'As if we would be so easily separated,' she says with a deep frown. Her distaste, however, does not hide the touch of apprehension beneath the surface. The unasked what if they succeeded goes unanswered.

'It's nice to know that we resist it, even if it's coming from some damn-strong psychics.' Lee strokes the fox across the back of her neck, soothing her. 'See? I told you it was a worthwhile test.'

'I suppose…' Ninetales reluctantly concedes.

"Forgive me for being so forward, but would you allow me to sit in during these meetings with Anabel occasionally?" Lucian suddenly asks. The man twiddles and taps the fingers of his right hand on the table, as if he wants to twirl a pen. "If whatever caused the gestalt between you and Miss Ninetales can be properly understood, it could revolutionize our understanding of not only the conscious mind, but the differences between man and pokemon."

Lee gives Ninetales a sidelong glance, and she nods her head. "Sure. While I'm happy to help advance any kind of academia, I'm also wanting to use these meetings to help Nine and I get a better grip on our relationship. With that in mind, I do have a professional psychologist who is going to be joining these meetings going forward. That bother you?"

"Not at all," Anabel answers in Lucian's stead. The girl offers Lee and Ninetales a bright smile. "If you trust them, then we will as well."

Lucian, however, raises an eyebrow, looking between Ninetales and Lee carefully. "By all means, bring whoever you wish, but I have doubts about how much any sort of traditional psychology will apply in a case as unique as this." He pauses for a second. "When you mention relationship mediation…"

Lee holds up a hand and stops Lucian short. "No, not that kind. We had that conversation a while ago. Things don't need to be more complicated than they are right now."

Anabel's face turns pink while the other man blinks in surprise.

"Really?" Lucian questions. "The few memories you were gracious enough to provide painted a rather, how you say, domestic picture?"

Lee opens his mouth to refute, only to pause. Anabel asked to see some memories of moments they shared together to get a better idea of how Lee and Nine's shared mindset worked. Anabel, Lucian, and their pokemon could parse memories from each individual side well enough, but when the memory included both Lee and Ninetales' respective parts, it turned into a garbled, headache-inducing mess of sensory overload. As such, Lee and Nine could only show their respective parts without the context of their constant communication.

From the outside looking in, it probably looks like they've been married for decades.

Closing his mouth, Lee shrugs. "Maybe that's just how… What's the phrase? Maybe that's just how a concordant singularity is? We've got a lot going on right now, and throwing more stuff on the pile isn't really wise." Lee pauses. "Concordant singularity, though? That is such a mouthful. Since we discovered the real thing, are we allowed to change the name?"

Lucian chuckles. "Mister Henson, I believe that you can call it whatever you wish. No one will care, so long as they are credited as a contributor to the eventual article on you." The red-clad man then takes a shiny, silver pocket watch from his breast pocket and pops it open, taking a look at the time. "Ah, I seem to have run over my lunch hour quite spectacularly."

The pocket watch is put away, and Lucian stands. "Anabel has long since surpassed me in the field of telepathy, but I'll be sure to forward you my contact information should you need some form of expertise and Anabel is not available. Once more, it was a pleasure to meet you."

Lee nods. "Sounds good. Thank you for your input, Lucian. The peace of mind means a lot to both of us," Lee says, laying a hand on Ninetales' head.

The foreign Elite then turns to Anabel. "Ana, you may reach out to me for more than business, if you weren't aware," he teases. "I understand that I am old and none too hip, but I still enjoy your company."

Anabel flushes in embarrassment.

Laughing, Lucian pats Anabel on the shoulder. "Regardless, it was nice to see you again. Do take care," he says before turning to his Bronzong. "Ready to go, old friend?"

Both Lucian and Bronzong are enveloped in a sheet of shimmering, multicolored light, then, in a flash, both Teleport away.

"I guess we should be on our way, too," Anabel begins, the pink fading from her face. She gives Lee and Ninetales a wide smile. "It was great to meet you two! Now that I know what we're working with, I'll try to write up some kind of plan for next time. I'll send you an email or something else when I'm prepared, and then we can get another meeting going!"

"Sounds like a plan," Lee replies, mirroring her happy expression. "Thank you for taking the time to come talk to us."

"No problem! This beats desk work any day! See you next time!" Anabel says her farewell.

Beside Anabel, Espeon's eyes begin to glow, then in a flash similar to Lucian and Bronzong, Anabel and Espeon are gone, leaving Lee and Ninetales alone in the meeting room.

'I do hope I can learn Teleport one day.' Ninetales looks across the table at the spot that Espeon vacated. 'I can only imagine the wealth of uses it must have.'

Lee mentally adds another move to Nine's wanted list.

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With some time left before their escort arrives to take them back to Meteorfall Crater, Lee decides a Pokemart trip is in order. Not only is his berry stock starting to get low, it's high time that he gets berry pouches for each of his pokemon so they can carry first aid into fights.

The Pokemart is only a few blocks away from the Pokemon Center, and as he and Ninetales step through the automatic doors, Lee strides over to the front display counter, where all of the really pricey items are kept under lock and key.

'Luxury balls…' Lee gazes into one of the cases, seeing the black and gold pokeballs on display. Normally, the capsules are a pricey ten thousand credits a pop, but here in Fallarbor, which has less trainer traffic than any city with a gym, they're marked down to eight-and-a-half thousand. Lee withdraws his phone and peers into his bank account.

Preferred PKMN Trainer Account ending in 4873

Checking: 17,656.50 credits
Savings: 43,433.00 credits
IRA: 6,200.00 (Yearly deposit limit reached. Learn more about your retirement account, yearly deposit limits, and annual returns by clicking here)

'Six luxury balls would work out to be fifty-one thousand plus tax… And that wouldn't be a smart buy right now,' Lee concludes regretfully, slipping his phone back into his pocket. 'Maybe another day.'

Beside him, Ninetales rolls her eyes. 'I believe I can speak for the entire team when I say an average pokeball serves its purpose adequately. Worry not about luxuries until we sit upon a Dragonite's hoard of wealth and numbers cease to matter. You needn't spoil any of us.'

'But I want to spoil you.'

The vixen nips one of his fingers. 'Pace yourself, my Beloved. Remember that a sum of fifty thousand credits was a life-changing amount of money only a few months ago.'

Lee can't help but smile and wrap the fox in a short, one-armed hug. 'I understand, Nine, and you're definitely right. Love you.'

Ninetales smiles gently and presses herself into his side. Her silky fur and unspoken adoration warm Lee both outside and in. 'While six luxury balls are frankly unnecessary, you could make do with one for Sylveon. She hides it well, so well that perhaps she does not even realize it herself, but I believe that she is unused to resting within a ball. Nights spent outside seem to leave her more well-rested.'

'I had suspicions, and it's good to know that I'm not seeing things,' Lee says and nods, gazing back towards the luxury balls behind the glass. 'Thirty years as a free-range pokemon probably doesn't lend itself well to suddenly joining a traveling team.' He takes Sylveon's ball from his belt and turns away from the counter. 'Let's get her opinion, yeah?'

The Pokemart isn't packed since the work day isn't over yet, but the few curious eyes in the store definitely take notice when Sylveon emerges from her pokeball in a flash of light.

'A Sylveon and a Ninetales in one place must be an unusual sight,' Lee muses before returning to the matter at hand. He kneels and presents a hand to Sylveon, who takes his wrist in one of her ribbons as she usually does.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Sylvy," Lee begins, rolling her pokeball in his hand, "but you're not finding your pokeball too comfortable, are you?"

Sylveon briefly looks down at her paws, considering his words. After a moment of hesitation, she shrugs and croons something almost too quiet to hear. The sound, at least to Lee's ear, sounds vaguely dismissive.

"If you want, I can get you a more comfortable ball." Lee gestures to the glass case beside them and the luxury balls within. "Remember our promise, Sylvy. If it would make you happier, then I want to know."

The fairy stiffens on her paws at the mention of the promise she made, her muzzle twisting. After a long moment, her expression eases, replaced with a searching look. Her eyes lock onto Lee's as her ribbon tightens ever so slightly.

Lee stares back without so much as a flinch.

Ten seconds into the staring match, Sylveon finally concedes, nodding her consent. "Syl…" she murmurs, stepping forward and gently pressing her forehead to Lee's knee.

In return, he strokes the fairy behind one of her ears. "I'm glad we're in agreement," he says with a smile.

Resolving to get a luxury ball after the rest of the shopping is done, Lee stands once more. "Alrighty, girls. Let's get cracking. We're on a timetable here."

Ninetales smiles and takes her usual spot on Lee's right.

Sylveon quietly takes the left, one of her ribbons stretching out behind her and passing a startled shopper to grab a shopping basket by the entrance.

Together, the man and pair of pokemon walk up and down the aisles, grabbing this and that. When they stop by the refrigerated section holding the mart's supply of berries, Sylveon takes her sweet time keenly inspecting each one of the fruits. Only after a sniff test and a gentle squeeze does Sylveon allow Lee to bag the berry, and more than a few subpar examples are rejected.

'Maybe I need to include Sylvy on our shopping trips from now on.' Lee watches the canine-shaped fairy give the stink eye to what looks like a fine Oran and put it back on the stand with the rest of its ilk. 'She's got an eye for this.'

'Decades of experience, I'm sure,' Ninetales comments, watching as well.

Lee looks at his ace, who tranquilly sits at his side as Sylveon does her thing.

Nine has done excellently on her promise to better control her emotions, especially where Sylveon is concerned, but there is always a small, instinctual flash of jealousy whenever Lee focuses his attention on someone else. The fox hasn't acted on such impulses since Lee stopped her from lashing out at May back in Lavaridge.

Yet, there wasn't even an errant flicker when Lee stroked Sylveon a few minutes prior. What changed?

'How are you feeling after that talk with Anabel and Lucian, love?' Lee sends. 'I can feel something turning in the back of your head. You've been thinking about it since we left the Pokemon Center.'

Ninetales doesn't reply right away, instead taking her time to gather her thoughts. From deep within her, Lee can feel a bubbling, giddy sort of happiness begin to well up. 'Good. I feel good. Fantastic, even,' she says, leaning into Lee's side with a warm sigh. She looks up at him, her eyes sparkling. 'Knowing that I'm not about to harm you by accident has set countless fears to rest. In fact, I haven't felt such levity since my evolution.'

As she speaks, Ninetales' happiness boils over, pouring into Lee and making his body tingle. All of his limbs feel so light that he has to look down to confirm that he isn't floating away.

'I already know what you wish to ask,' Ninetales continues. 'Just as I said during our first night in the Crater, I should not be jealous of others you deign to give your time to, not when they do not share what we have. Now?'

She smiles, but beneath her joy, there is a touch of... Melancholy? 'Our bond is one unbreakable and unique. No, I shan't be jealous any longer. If anything… I am tempted to pity,' she says, her glee leveling off. 'My life is rich thanks to you, and the fact that no one else may know such a feeling leaves me… sorrowful, I suppose.'

Ninetales sweeps her eyes across the other people and pokemon in the mart. 'What would others say, if they knew what they were missing out on?'

Not knowing what to say, and now filled with mixed emotions of his own, Lee just holds the fox tight.

As he tries to think of a way to break the suddenly somber atmosphere, an intrusive thought comes to Lee's mind. 'Well, at least the average person gets some peace of mind. They don't have a partner who knows what kind of weird things they've touched themselves to, and I can't say the same.'

Nine physically sputters and breaks out into wheezy laughter, making a sound somewhere between a giggle and a vulpine gekker.

---

After Sylveon finally picks the best berries on display, Lee accidentally causes a delay at the Pokemart checkout, as the clerk needs a manager to sign off on the luxury ball. Once that hiccup is out of the way, they begin the walk back to the Pokemon Center to wait for their pick-up.

"Okay, so…" Lee glances at the little instruction manual floating in front of his face, courtesy of Ninetales' telekinesis, as he, Ninetales, and Sylveon walk down the road. "Double press into long press, hold seven seconds, then short press after one vibration…"

In his hands, Lee holds Sylveon's old ball and the shiny new luxury ball. Silph Co seems to (correctly) assume that most people will be transferring pokemon from a more mundane ball to the luxury ball, and has included an instruction manual on how to do so.

"…Press the buttons together after confirming the first vibration…" Lee touches both of the capsules together by their front buttons, and both buttons flash red briefly. A moment later, the luxury ball flashes blue with a distinct 'ping!'

"That should do it!" Lee grins. He shrinks and pockets the now unassigned pokeball before pointing the luxury ball towards Sylveon. "Alrighty, Sylvy. We'll be up in the air here in a few. Do you want to try your ball now, or wait?"

Sylveon answers with a shake of her head, looking up at the warm sun above. Mount Chimney is idle today, leaving the sky beautiful and clear of soot.

"You're right, some more sun won't hurt," Lee says with a smile.

Lee shrinks the gold-accented ball and clips it to his belt. "All in all, a productive day," he says with a smile, watching Ninetales neatly fold the little paper manual and slip it into one of his backpack pockets.

Together, the trio comes to a stop in front of the Pokemon Center. Lee seats himself on a bench near the sidewalk as both Sylveon and Ninetales take positions in front of him. With the spare time, Lee takes out his phone and does his best to catch up with his emails and other electronic business.

BattleNet: You were mentioned in the thread: Official Lee Henson Megathread
BattleNet: You were mentioned in the group: Fox Friday (x45)
Junesoft: Notice of Deposit
ContestCorner: Fallarbor Contest
BattleNet: New friend request from Lucian Goyou
BattleNet: New friend request from Anabel Lila
Alec Aarons: SPECIAL STUFF! Silph Job Fair gig.
BattleNet: You have been invited to join the private group: The Cognoscenti: Masters of the Mind

His emails are the usual things. There's a fair amount of spam, a handful of updates from various threads he's watching on BattleNet, an invite to the next Fallarbor Pokemon Contest, Aarons being himself, and a notification from Junesoft about the first royalty payment they deposited into his account. He doesn't give the rest much time or consideration. Before closing his mailbox, Lee shoots Nigel an email telling him that the first meeting between himself and Anabel went well, and to expect some detailed data in the next set of log files.

Logging into BattleNet, Lee finds a plethora of new alerts, mostly from his own megathread. Both Lucian and Anabel have sent him friend requests that he accepts, and it looks like Anabel has invited him to some kind of elite Psychic-type specialist group.

'Here we go again…' Lee rolls his eyes and taps 'Accept.' The instant the chat room loads, Lee throws in the same boilerplate 'leave me alone' message that he used in the Fire Master group.

Today at 3:44 PM
L_Henson: Hello everyone, and thank you, Anabel, for the invite. I cannot say how active I will be due to being a traveling trainer, but I'll do my best to contribute where I can. I'm actually about to lose service now, so I hope to be back soon.

Before closing the group, Lee glances at the members list, finding Anabel, Lucian, Liza and Tate, Sabrina of Saffron city, Will of the Johto Elite Four, and several other recognizable names.

He closes the group and moves on, finding that somebody in Fox Friday was incessantly pinging him, and he didn't notice at all due to having the group muted.

Marking all of the pings as read without actually reading them, Lee instead opens his phone's camera and holds it up. "Nine? Sylvy?"

Both pokemon look at him inquisitively, just in time for Lee to snap a photo of them.

Opening his browser and returning to Fox Friday, Lee attaches the photo to a message…

Today at 3:45 PM
L_Henson: Is this a fox? Ninetales for comparison.
(Attachment #1)

…And hits send before promptly muting the group once more.

Ninetales chortles, while Sylveon can only tilt her head in confusion.

Nothing else really requires any attention, so Lee locks his phone and puts it away. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes, he enjoys the warm sun and the company of his pokemon.

Ninetales eventually sets her chin on Lee's knee, closing her eyes and relaxing, and even Sylveon leans into his legs, letting her usual tension drain away.

For a while, there is nothing but peace.

Then the bench shifts and Lee feels someone sit down next to him.

"Blasted volcano is finally calm for a change. Not many days like this in Fallarbor." The stranger laughs, his voice rough. "It's a bit dry, though. We could do with some rain."

Not raising his head, Lee hums. "Yeah, it is pretty dry, isn't it? I hope the local Grass-types are doing okay."

"Only tough buggers live north of the volcano, but I bet they'd appreciate the sentiment, at least," the stranger says. "You know, I'm pretty sensitive to the humidity, so I can't help but notice when it's dry out. My boys joke and use me as a living hygrometer because I comment on it a lot." The stranger shifts, and Lee feels eyes on him. "What made you think of pokemon so quickly for something so mundane, if you don't mind humoring me?"

Lee simply shrugs as best he can with his head leaned back. "What can I say? I'm a career trainer, and my number one concern is always pokemon. Whether or not they're my pokemon is kind of immaterial in the matter. Isn't that what any trainer would think?"

The stranger laughs once more, sounding pleased by the answer. "I think you'd be surprised by how often people think of themselves first for… pretty much anything, really. I think it says a lot about a man to think of others first, especially when it comes to pokemon. There aren't many people like you around."

Lee opens his eyes and turns to the stranger. "Geez, man. You're gonna make me blush. I jus-!" Lee's words stop dead in his mouth and his blood runs cold, jolting Ninetales awake.

Grinning back from the other side of the bench is none other than Archie, leader of Team Aqua.

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[FTR2017]

Well, that sea loonie at least made his introduction a far friendlier affair than Maxie.

And Sylveon at least is slowly making a recovery from her depressive streak.

I also ponder what's going on between Brendan and that draconid tribe girl ... .

 

[Goldenrah]

Well, that sea loonie at least made his introduction a far friendlier affair than Maxie.

And Sylveon at least is slowly making a recovery from her depressive streak.

I also ponder what's going on between Brendan and that draconid tribe girl ... .

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Would be nice if atleast Archie was reasonable, can't get much worse than the psycho serial killer vibes of Maxie here.

Also, Marshtomp is probably getting too strong and that's why the Trapinch are getting stomped and the Draconid girl understood it but Brendan doesn't have a good point of reference considering his group of monsters
It's also why she's attracted, Dragons love strength.

 

[Lokabrenna]

Would be nice if atleast Archie was reasonable, can't get much worse than the psycho serial killer vibes of Maxie here.

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Archie is the guy who literally thinks drowning half the world is a fantastic idea, for no better reason than "wAteR gOoD". Trust me, of the two, Maxie is the saner one.

 

[McGraww]

"I really wanted a Vibrava, but I might just have to make do…" Brendan murmurs, not noticing the alarm that passes Astis's face.

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After a minute of walking in silence, Brendan speaks up once more. "The Trapinch aren't sick, are they? They look plenty tough at first glance, but it's kind of weird that none of them put up any kind of fight."

A bead of sweat runs down Astis's brow, and she quickly shakes her head in a negative.

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My guess is there's some sort of cultural thing going on here. Despite being dragons (technically? IDK, maybe only the evos are) the trapinch don't seem to show the traditional form of dragon dominance/submission, all taking pratfalls to avoid going with Brendan.

Astis is alarmed Brendan is going to take a weak trapinch? She's alarmed he's noticed the trapinch are jobbing?

Do they want him to take a pokemon (something to tie him to them) and worried he won't?

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

Awesome chapter. Heres hoping this Boss encounter goes better than Magmas. And kek. Who wants to bet Brendan walks out of there with either a massive Vibrava or a Flygon?

 

[Goldenrah]

Archie is the guy who literally thinks drowning half the world is a fantastic idea, for no better reason than "wAteR gOoD". Trust me, of the two, Maxie is the saner one.

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Reasonable doesn't mean Archie isn't crazy, he is. Just means that he can be reasoned with. Maxie in this fic will just kill you and torture pokemon to near death for his goals.

 

[B00ki5h]

Grinning back from the other side of the bench is none other than Archie, leader of Team Aqua.

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"Well congratulations, you sound both saner and more reasonable than Maxie. Any chance I can convince you to not poke Lady Kyogre?"
"Give me a good reason."
"How about the eight other legends that you risk ticking off if she causes more then a brief tropical storm?"
"You're saying that there are nine legendary Pokémon in Hoenn?"
"Well at least six but up to fifteen, some of those are migratory and I'm not sure if Hoenn has a full set of the golems."
"Any chance you have Birch or Stone's number I think after a brief chat with my XO and chief of staff we're gonna negotiate a surrender."

 

[Nolo]

"Well congratulations, you sound both saner and more reasonable than Maxie. Any chance I can convince you to not poke Lady Kyogre?"
"Give me a good reason."
"How about the eight other legends that you risk ticking off if she causes more then a brief tropical storm?"
"You're saying that there are nine legendary Pokémon in Hoenn?"
"Well at least six but up to fifteen, some of those are migratory and I'm not sure if Hoenn has a full set of the golems."
"Any chance you have Birch or Stone's number I think after a brief chat with my XO and chief of staff we're gonna negotiate a surrender."

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"Here, I have both"

 

[McGraww]

Maxie is willing to do whatever it takes to get his way, up to an including brutalizing his pokemon and hypnotizing his subordinates.

Archie cares more for his subordinates, but his goal is crazier. (I mean Maxie's is dumb as fuck too but at least hypothetically provides more benefits.)

Frankly I do think both of them would be hard to convince. Archie is emotional, meaning an emotional appeal might work, but he's also dedicated. "Murder bad" is unlikely to convince him.

Maxie is at least theoretically an utilitarian, but he's also so dedicated to his goals that numbers likely wouldn't work on him.

 

[Drew_The_Ghost]

Thanks for the chapter!

Got a feeling we'd see more of him after he saw Maxie's plan be revealed and foiled by Lee and the others.