Chapter #6Marcus the Soon-To-Be-Trained Trainer by: BayBelly   You are Marcus. Black curly hair, slightly tan skin and slightly scrawny on account of never having done much actually heavy physical activity, standing just under five feet tall. Over the course of your journey you'd amassed a fairly impressive team, including a Goodra, a Ryhorn, a Greninja, a Slowking and of course your starter, a big burly emboar named Bernard. Normally a team like this would be a boon, but unfortunately you were on a journey more to see the sights rather than compete in the gym challenge. You rarely fought, and when you did, your clumsiness with your battling skills really showed. In recent months you'd begun refraining from taking your pokemon out of their balls because they'd begun becoming rather... rowdy. You'd heard that if a trainer didn't have enough badges or prestige their pokemon would begin to not listen to them, but you hadn't considered it would happen to you... especially in the case of your starter pokemon who was sitting directly across from you.
It was night. You'd found some felled logs that made some good makeshift campsite-benches, though you hadn't bothered to start a fire. Bernard had that covered with his flowing beard of a mane which curled up around his head to give him this look like he had a full head of 'hair.' He had this annoyed look on his face, like being in your presence was something he could barely stand, and you just sighed helplessly and looked back down at your poketech. Yup. No signal, again. You hadn't had one for the last few days.
"Look, Bernard, we're a week away from any kind of civilization, and the only member of the team who could fly is..." You start, but trail off, glancing at the big hogs rotund gut. It gave off a lewd BURRRBLE, almost as if the soul of your honchkrow was still in there, knowing it was being talked about and trying to protest as your starters bowels sucked it deeper and deeper for further processing. This was why you didn't leave him out with newer members of the team... yeesh... You pushed that thought aside. There was nothing you could do about it now. "...We've all got to work together, okay? We're going to be out here for a while."
Bernard wasn't even looking at you. He simply scratched his noisy gut and snorted some flames indifferently. You clench your fists some and spring up in frustration at how little he seemed to care.
"Come ON man! I've had you since you were a tepig and we were perfectly good pals until you evolved! If Im not your friend, or your trainer, what the hell am I to you!?"
That... seemed to get a reaction. His eyes turned and shifted to you, and suddenly you felt nervous. For being such a relatively pacifist trainer, it was impressive how you'd managed to collect a whole team of pokemon that simply dwarfed you in size. Bernard rose, a full two heads taller than you as a devious grin grew on his face.
"Em? Emboar..." He rumbled out in a tone with a mixture of annoyance, and smug satisfaction. You instinctively take a step back as he approaches you, forgetting about the log you were sitting on that makes you stumble backwards and land right against the cold ground of the forest, watching the massive form of your starter loom over you as...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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