Chapter 4: Registration

Chapter 4: Registration

(MC POV)

The stars glow brightly in the night sky as the smoke from the fire next to me disturbs me and I get up from the ground. My little poison rabbit is sleeping with blue juice from oran berries sticking to his mouth. I take out a pokeball and gently tap it on the ground for my bird pokemon to come.

*Click*

The pidgey looks around in confusion before spotting me and attempting to fly away but she can't with her broken wing. I take one of the berries I had in my backpack and slowly move it towards her as she continues to try to escape.

"Eat this, I know that you're heavily injured and you won't survive out in the wild with a broken wing and you also can't escape me because I'll recall you to your pokeball. Just give up."

The tiny bird pokemon weakly tries to fly before a crack is heard and it collapses to the ground in pain. It looks up at me with desperation in it's eyes and it opens it's beak so I can feed it a berry.

Carefully putting the berry in the pidgey's beck I step back as it heals 10 hit points and begins to recover from it's broken wing.

"I understand that you must hate me because I took you away from your eggs but I need a flying type pokemon that can help support my team. I decided that you were the best option, if you promise to help me and my team I'll feed and provide protection from other pokemon. This is an offer that you wouldn't be able to get in the wild, in this forest pokemon die every day. At the very least if you accept my offer you'll be safe and fed, what do you say pidgey."

Pidgey reluctantly stretches it's working wing and I shake hands with it making the agreement official.

"You can recover your strength in your pokeball until we get to a pokecenter and heal you up."

With a click and a blue light coming out of the pokeball the pidgey disappears and I pick up it's ball.

'It seems I've managed to temporarily convince my pidgey to help due to it's critical injuries. It'll probably still hold onto it's hatred for me so I'll definitely either trade it, sell it, or send it to whoever takes care of managing pokemon. I wonder whether that would be Giovanni or Professor Oak?'

(Team Rocket Assistant POV)

Checking the computer a notification appears of a new trainer being registered via catching a starter pokemon.

'Aurel Nayden, an orphan born in Viridian City who recently left a few weeks ago to catch a starter pokemon himself as our gym had run out of pokemon to hand out. Just today he caught two pokemon, a level 3 male nidoran and a level 6 female pidgey. This caused him to become registered as a pokemon trainer connecting him to this laboratory.'

Typing on my keyboard one of my fellow team rocket members walks up to my desk with a mug of coffee in hand.

"Are you still on your shift Linda?"

I sigh as I type away to register the new trainer into the database so he can store his pokemon here.

"Yeah I'm just trying to register this kid into the database and make sure he can actually use the pc at the pokecenter otherwise boss will get mad at me."

"Who's the new trainer?"

"Some rookie who caught his starter in Viridian Forest, his name is Aurel Nayden."

"You think he's team rocket material?"

I shrug and adjust my sitting position along with my uncomfortable uniform.

"Maybe, we'll have to see if he registers to compete in the league and if he's actually able to defeat the first gym."

Adding his picture to the database I see a kid with long curly black hair reaching down to his neck, he has bright pink eyes that blend with his light skin and delicate, almost feminine features. A small teardrop like mole is under his eye decorating his face like an ornament helping his innocent look.

"He'd definitely be a good spy based on just looks though, kid looks like the person least likely to stab you in the back."

(MC POV)

"Nidoran use tackle."

Nidoran's pupils narrow as it charges with his full force, his horn becomes longer than normal as it turns white.

*Shing*

A sharp noise comes from nidoran as it cuts through the air in front of it and it pierces through the beedrill making a giant hole in it's chest.

'Well it learned horn attack, looks like taking out every Pokemon we've come across has helped increase nidoran's level.'

Taking out a pokeball I throw it at the unconscious and half dead beedril with it successfully catching without any resistance.

"Beedrill the poison bee pokemon. It has three poisonous stingers on it's forelegs and it's tail. They are used to jab at it's enemy repeatedly."

Ignoring my pokedex I pick up the pokeball and summon the beedrill back in front of me before cutting the connection between my pokeball and the beedrill with my psychic energy.

"You really don't have any use to me as a pokemon, I only needed you to fill my pokedex entry. Better luck in the next life."

Nidoran bites the head off of the beedrill and he begins to consume it's poison glands along the three of it's stingers in order to increase the effectiveness of his own poison.

'It's been a few days and now I've filled out the weedle and caterpie evolution lines by catching them when they're unconscious or almost dead and then releasing them immediately afterwards. I don't have the money or resources to take care of 6 pokemon at the moment, especially not for a pokemon that won't be useful like beedrill.'

Instead of contemplating what I should do about my money issue I focus on the blue screen in front of me.

[Enter Pikachu Den?

Yes or No.]