《Pokemon ouroboros》Some light training
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I and ralts like to spend the day practising teleport around the house. I've been using it to its full potential like transporting goods and helping the chefs. I've even become a top-class babysitter for my baby sister. to save my already busy mother some time, when Andrea starts crying, I get ralts and teleport to her room, then teleport to the cupboard with pre-stored breast milk in it.
it was hard for ralts at first, but after doing it for weeks, he's able to do it flawlessly. of course, I wasn't treating him badly with breaks,moomoo milk and cuddles.
I've also developed a better reputation in the house due to the convenience of my teleporting.
you may be asking why the chefs don't have teleportation pokes for themselves. it's due to the harsh requirements for teleport. pokemon like beehyeem, natu, abra and ralts are incredibly hard to catch due to if them seeing you, they'll just teleport away
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"What a loud baby," Avan said with a wry smile. he was now practically a nanny for little Andrea
*CRACK* *CRACK* *CRACK*
hearing a weird sound, Avan looked around with caution
That was until he looked at the incubator
the egg was cracking!
teleporting to the egg,
Avan and Ralts stood there intently looking at the egg.
standing there both Avan and Ralts were silently encouraging their new sibling. "I wonder what pokemon it is .?" Avan wondered.
suddenly a screech residing in the mansion immediately woke everybody up.
Benga immediately ran into my room with his hands on his Pokeball
"What's wrong!" Benga shouted
That was until he saw the egg
finally, the eggshells fell off revealing a small but oddly cute worm. wait. could it be described as a worm? It's more like a bug than a worm but- I'm getting distracted *cough*
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it had sparkling blue eyes and small stubby feet coming out of its bug-shaped body and flame tendrils flare out of it .it has a small emo fringe over another eye making it look edgy
"It's a Larvesta?" Benga said in utter shock
that shock turned into a wry smile
"From one generation to another, you've been chosen to hold this important pokemon.," Benga said with a serious attitude
"Father, what do you mean by that?"
"It all started with a deal between our ancestors and a powerful volcorona that lived in Relic castle. The volcorona apparently was more powerful due to it absorbing the pure essence of the sun when it evolved. Our ancestors made a deal with it to stop the two tyrannous kings that represented truth and ideals . that being reshiram and zekrom respectively, in return, it presented us with its offspring and asked it to protect the child until it evolved into a pokemon powerful enough to make its own decisions. every generation a child would collect the older generations larvesta/volcarona offspring until the number of larvesta could be enough to rival a normal pokemon community."
"Father if it's every generation, wouldn't you got one?"
"I did and I loved it dearly. it evolved into volcorona and it was easily the strongest pokemon on my team."
"What happened to it?"
"The seven sages of team plasma came in an attempt to steal volcorona. it perished alongside my beloved golurk. still to this day I want nothing more than to see them all grovel at my feet. after that alder didn't talk to me until that one sentence on your 5th birthday. I'm surprised he broke the family rules by giving you one. I made my family look at me in disdain and hatred for letting them kill the pokemon my family swore to protect."
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hearing this, I was enraged by team plasma. they were terrorists. not human beings. when ill get stronger ill make sure to crush them for volcorona and golurk sake.
"I'll make sure to protect larvesta father."
"Protect it with your life"
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