Chapter 44

As Jord expected, the Pokemon Center wasn't even half booked up by trainers and the trainer lounge was near empty.

Petty as it was, Jord once again relished in his undefeated streak. Somehow, it got to Hilda that the place she was so looking forward to coming to was deserted.

So much so that she retreated to their room to do some proper research on the city now that they were here to see what she could do while here. Since it clearly didn't live up to the hype she imagined, Jord graciously allowed her to skulk off in utter defeat.

It had nothing to do with him still being a bit thrown off by her reply. But look, it couldn't be helped okay? This body was a virgin and right in the midst of when hormones were at their highest.

Having a babe like Hilda who put models to shame turning around and actually giving the hope for it? It did things to a young lad.

And so, like any young lad in the midst of being worked out. He decided to go beat up and capture some cats.

He left the Pokemon Center behind, and the actual nice bustling part of the city as well. He made his way back to the land of cinematic shit hole. And by time he did, it was already beginning to get dark.

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It would honestly probably be pretty terrifying to be out traversing abandoned parts of a city when the sun was beginning to die down. It was the kind of place murderers, rapists, drug addicts and hobo's would gather in an orgy of nastiness.

Thankfully for Jord, he was Jord. And like any true blue Scottish lad, he carried a knife to stab any fucker who tried to get crazy with him. And if that didn't work. Well, he had his badass team of awesome badass pokemon.

Also, he was jacked as fuck, Chansey and Clefable together made the gains come even quicker. Like shit, he could probably snap a grown man in half. Well not actually, but he could definitely probably break their back on his knee.

That was why once he reached the shit hole side of the city, Jord climbed up the side of one decrepit apartment building using the fire escape and released a bunch of his pokemon.

Pidgeotto, Fearow, Butterfree and Zubat all appeared on the roof before him. "Alright lads, you know your mission don't you?" he asked them. He'd explained what he wanted them to be prepared to do this morning after breakfast.

He got a trio of nods from the two big try hard birds and the huge Mothra like butterfly. While Zubat looked up at him before ducking his small head under one of his wings and preening it.

Little fucker. But, Jord let it go without reprimanding the bat pokemon. Zubat listened to any of his commands when given and trained diligently, the dual flying and poison type just hadn't really bonded with him at all and was a total loner.

From what he gathered, Zubat was the leader of his swarm in Mt. Moon, the strongest of them too. And the little bat wasn't quite happy to have been taken away from there, or to not be the strongest of his pokemon either.

It didn't stop the bat from being almost as big a try hard as Pidgeotto and Fearow though. Beyond the intense physical training he'd put his pokemon through and had them battling each other for sparring, he'd instead of trying to teach them all new moves himself, had them teach each other moves.

Fearow had learned Roost from Pidgeotto, while Pidgeotto learned Double Team in return. Victreebel taught Bellosom Sleep Powder and was taught Stun Spore and Poison Powder in return. Graveler learned flamethrower from Charmander.

Charmander himself was currently in the process of trying to get Quick Attack down, to Graveler's dismay since he couldn't learn it. And he loved going fast. Poor rocky guy. And before that, the little fire type alongside Milotic had trained hard to learn Iron Tail.

Zubat threw himself into training and learned Steel Wing. Thankfully, it and Iron Tail was very easy for his pokemon to pick up with the way he trained them.

"Alright, off you go then guys, report back here once you find them." he ordered the four flying pokemon and together they flapped their wings and took off into the air, splitting off into four different directions and flying over the shit hole side of Hollywood.

They were searching for a specific target. A gang of feline pokemon Jord wanted to get his hands on. A gang of Meowth led by a Persian. the Persian that took in Meowth from Team Rocket as a baby that would have starved to death otherwise, only for Meowth to leave them behind.

Heh, Persian and his gang got the last laugh though. After all, Persian was the chad that took in the love of Meowth's life, Meowzie after she was kicked to the curb by her trainer and totally cucked him.

It was no wonder Meowth hated Persian's. One cucked him out of being Giovanni's favourite while another cucked him out of the love of his life.

Not that Meowth didn't deserve it.

Chuckling, Jord put it out of mind for now and reached for his belt. The shit hole side of the city was eerily silent, so he grabbed two of his pokeballs and released the pokemon inside.

Graveler and Shiftry appeared before him in twin bursts of light. Immeaditely, Shiftry crossed his arms and regarded him coolly while Graveler looked at him curiously, "Grav?" Graveler asked, tilting his bulky body to the side.

It was kind of funny. But the more time Jord spent around his pokemon, the more he kind of got a feel for what they meant when they spoke and made gestures.

"I've got some time to kill until those four get back lads," he replied and grinned at them, "I figured we could spend some time together while we wait."

"Grav!" Graveler grinned eagerly and lifted two of his thick and powerful rocky arms to flash him a twin thumbs up.

Shiftry on the other hand, cool as ever exhaled lightly before closing his eyes and shrugging, his great mane of white hair billowing epically in the wind.

"Great, what do you wanna do?" he asked them.

As it turned out, Graveler wanted to race. It was kind of hard considering the roof was like a hundred feet long maximum.

Shiftry won of course. Graveler promised vengeance.