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Dastardly Desires by flameclawsxx

Games » Pokémon Rated: M, English, Courtney/Kagari, OC, Words: 105k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 3k+, Published: Feb 11, 2024 Updated: Feb 19

775Chapter 4: Wealth

Don't Own Pokemon or anything else, Only The Oc

'thought'

"Speech"

System Text

"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

"-And now, all that remains is..." Mrs. Fennel hums as she puts one of my pokeballs into a slot on the large fossil resurrection machine. "To transfer the newly revived pokemon into a pokeball!"

The machine lets out a low whirling beep then the sphere shakes slightly.

With a click. The ball signifies its capture is successful.

"Now, when first checking upon your newly revived fossil pokemon, it is important to be wary... all of you step back, now. Fossil pokemon are perhaps among the most violent pokemon due to their sheer primal vigor. There are some exceptions to this, yes, Tirtouga are relatively benign as they are herbivorous pokemon who are able to live briefly upon land while also staying in the open sea, however temperaments can vary wildly. You should always take precautions when releasing a fossil pokemon as you just won't know what to expect."

We step away from a large clearing in the lab looking similar to a miniature pokemon arena.

Our teacher lifts a second pokeball and with the push of a button, a small tapir-like floating pink creature appears. It uncurls slightly, nose extending upwards as it seems to peer around the room. "You should never allow yourself to be alone with a wild pokemon without your own pokemon for protection. Be cautious, and maybe the revived pokemon won't take a bite out of you!"

When it's curled up like that... I always thought Musharna was a giant floating head, honestly.

Doctor fennel holds out the second pokeball unleashing my newest pokemon onto the arena-

Huh?

What is that?' I've never seen anything- wait... it's... familiar...

A large armored fish appears in the arena. It flops briefly, taking in its surroundings.

Seeing us it lets out a loud roar, water appearing at the back of its throat as it seems to be preparing a Hydro Pump.

Mrs. Fennel recalls it.

I can see a confused look on her face, it quickly becomes one of realization that slowly morphs into disgust and anger.

She seems to shake it off. Gazing across the students. "As you can see, the fossil pokemon's very first instinct was to attack! This reason is why it is not wise to have a fossil pokemon be your only pokemon. You never know when they might lash out."

"I'll now explain how to reset and clean the fossil resurrection machine as the reviving process leaves quite a substantial amount of little rock fragments and sand behind. But this equipment is quite fragile, thus, you must be extremely careful. Watch as I-"

I watch one of the last students leave the room, now, all that remains are just myself... and Courtney who seems to be writing things down in the back of the room.

I rise from my chair and slowly approach the front of the room. My teacher seems to be cupping her chin as she stares at her computer screen.

"Ah! Xander. Good. I want to talk to you about your new pokemon." She states.

She turns to face me, looking me dead in the eyes. "I would like to purchase your pokemon."

Huh? That is... a little unexpected.

"Why?" I cautiously mutter.

"Several reasons. Firstly, it is a new species. Or rather... it is mostly a new species." She admits.

"Mostly?" I echo.

"That is another reason why I want it..." She admits.

She turns the screen to me showing me... a Dracovish.

It looks different than usual. The body brownish and the head a white color.

It... looks better than the standard coloration.

"Wait-"

"Yes. I want to buy it so I have proof to utterly ruin this woman who has made this... this... abomination. I need proof so that this woman gets arrested for tremendous cruelty to pokemon."

"How the fuck did you people EVER assume that pokemon wasn't some sort of mish-mash freak?! The head isn't even in the right fucking place!" I exclaim.

"Language!" The woman chastises. "But... you are correct. I... I cannot even begin to fathom what sort of pain this pokemon constantly exists in... I suppose that means the other pokemon this... this... monster revived is equally in pain... looking closer, I can now clearly see it."

Ah, there's the raptor top half and the ice body.

It, once more, looks far better than the clashing blue and yellow of the original form, being merely a solid stark white.

"Frankly, that sort of just looks like what would happen if you stapled a really cold Ice type to like... a normal type."

"..."

The woman sighs, taking off her glasses and rubbing her temples before putting them back on and focusing entirely on me again.

"I will admit that the new fossil pokemon does Intrigue me. Researching a new pokemon is a boon to any resume, plus, it does typically come with a monetary reward from the Pokemon Institute of Research and Development. But. The main reason why I want it is so I can crush that horrid woman who is perverting the art of reviving fossils! She is no better than those who meddle with the genes of pokemon. Uncaring of what sort of potential pain or side effects she might inflict upon them!"

She lets out a long breath, calming herself yet again. "I am prepared to pay you a serious amount of money for this." She admits. "But. Fully understand that I will not force you to do this. It is completely your decision... As your teacher, it is my right to inform you of both the pros and cons."

"You could keep it yourself and research it, ensuring that you have a respectable start to your academic career... should you wish to have one, at least. It appears to be a pokemon which cannot evolve, thus making its base state quite a bit more powerful than most pokemon. In addition, fossil pokemon are just in general bigger and stronger than other pokemon." She begins. "It is also a water-based pokemon, which... does hold its share of benefits, I admit. However it has just as many detriments."

"Blueberry academy... and most pokemon fights in general do not really..." She rolls her hand slightly trying to find the best word. "Accommodate water type pokemon which cannot maneuver well on land. Water type pokemon can still act on land, sure, but their mobility will be greatly reduced as most battle fields won't have a place for it to swim."

"In addition, from what I saw, it is quite violent- however this could merely be a result of its surprise at its new surroundings-. But, It is very possible that you won't be able to handle it with just your Eevee, even with how powerful I have heard it is."

She waves her hands in front of her face. "Not that you are weak or a sub-par trainer, of course, I just don't think your Eevee would be able to correctly establish dominance without some form of super effective move... all fossil pokemon are rock type by nature- an imperfection of the fossil reviving technology-, so it would resist most of what standard Eevee have in their arsenal."

"I see..." I mutter quietly. "How much are you offering?"

"Hm. That is a good question. Fossil pokemon are quite rare and expensive already, costing anywhere from fifty to one hundred thousand Poke. Aerodactyl being among the rarest and most expensive, second only to Tyrunt." She mutters under her breath. "Those can go for anywhere from a quarter to half a million. But. I need to consider that this is the first of its kind. For discovering it, it's likely that the Pokemon Institute would pay me around that much as well, so I'll add that in... in addition to drastically increasing the price."

The woman strokes her chin.

"I can do five million." The woman hums.

"F-Five million?!" I gasp.

"Mhm." She nods with a smile. "Well, Let's round up to five and a half for the money I'd get for researching it."

"Do- Do you have that much?!" I whisper.

"Oh, I do." The woman nods slowly. "I am content with very little and have been saving up practically all of the money I have been making while I worked at this school, be it my salary for teaching history and Archology, or from my personal research projects."

"I will admit that I'll be in financial pain for a little while, perhaps being forced to eat salt soup for a few meals, but, at the end of it all, I'll probably be able to make at the very least four million poke back by finding a collector... my main goal is to ruin that fiendish woman who thinks she can get away with exploiting and torturing pokemon like that! I won't stop until she is utterly ruined!"

"Even if you don't sell it to me, I ask that you let me use it to right this scientific wrong. I'll even pay you for it. One hundred thousand Poke."

She... Is indeed right that Dracovish- or rather, the original pokemon head of Dracovish came from- would be a poor battler as statistically like, ninety percent of all pokemon battles happen on land, plus it appears to be quite violent from what I have seen.

It could jump start my academic career, though. She was also correct about that.

It is also sort of a target on my back. Loki is one thing- one thing that will drastically increase, mind you, the second he shows off his ability, but as he is now, he just appears to be a uniquely colored Eevee. Definitely valuable, but not a one of a kind pokemon. That is another thing entirely.

The better choice here, would be to sell it, honestly.

I was bemoaning not having any money like... last week, now I have access to five point five million dollars?

That's more than enough to buy a house.

A house that isn't in Undella Town or beach front property, of course.

I should still have more than enough for my microscope as well.

The main issue is finding the time to go and build it.

Fall break is merely seven days. No way in hell could I settle everything in that time.

Winter break is fifteen days, but I sort of doubt that I'd be able to do much in that time either.

"I accept." I relent.

"That's wonderful!" The woman beams. "Is there anything I can help you with instead of money? Do you want another fossil pokemon to replace this one? I could probably get my hands on the ones that have pre-evolutions. Those are much easier to handle... maybe a high-purity Evolution Stone for your Eevee?"

"I'm more so trying to get a Espeon at the moment more than any of the stone evolutions, regretfully." I admit. "Otherwise, I'd take you up on your offer."

"Ah, I see. In which case, I shall transfer all of this money into your bank account as soon as I can." The woman states.

"Thank you, Mrs. Fennel."

"No, thank you, Xander. Your little discovery here has put a stop to a great injustice... before you leave, I have a question for you... do you have any suggestions for the name of this new species?"

"..."

"Dunklevish." I answer after a few seconds.

"Dunklevish?" The black haired woman seems to see how the name feels in her mouth, the corners of her mouth turning upwards after a brief moment. "I like it. Dunklevish. I will be sure to make a special note of thanks to you within my research into Dunklevish."

"Oh, you don't have to, really." I wave off.

"No. You found it. Then you named it. You deserve credit where credit is due." She denies instantly.

"..."

"Alright. Though, I didn't really find it... as in, dug it up. I bought it at a pawn shop." I continue, trying to be humble.

"But you were the one who discovered the fossil inside its pretty shell, right? Thus, you found it." She finishes with a small nod.

"Thank you, Mrs. Fennel." I whisper as I turn and make my way to the door.

"Remember, Xander, for history class Monday I need a two thousand word essay on the key factors that started the great pokemon war."

"Don't worry, I didn't forget." I call over my shoulder as I leave the room.

I lay on my bed, staring straight up at the ceiling.

I'm wealthy now...

Hell, I might not even need to do my whole plan of selling that pokemon scanner.

My main question right now is...

'Do I fucking gacha again? One time earned me tremendous wealth, but another time could just as easily render me broke."

A good question, I suppose.

With my copious new wealth... I can afford...

Not much, honestly.

There's a few options, sure, but not that many.

Pokemon Gacha (Legendaries Not Included) (250,000 Poke)

From a single Wishiwashi to the strongest Tyranitar, this gacha gives you a random pokemon from any of the core games. These pokemon are standard in practically every way. With Ivs and genes based entirely upon your luck. You could get a shiny Magikarp that is the genetic perfect specimen of its species, or you could a runty Gible. The possibilities are... well, limited to more or less what you could get in game. So no alternate ability pokemon or gigantic kaiju-like pokemon (That are permanently huge).

Note: Pokemon generated this way will see you in a good light and generally respect you. Not quite 'die for you' but they won't attempt to murder you like most wild pokemon would if you just randomly walked up to them one day and beat the snot out of them before enslaving them.

There's this one.

For a quarter of the price of a Dratini, I could get a fucking Magikarp.

The sole benefit of this is that the pokemon would vaguely respect me.

Not listen to me, mind you, but a summoned Garchomp won't take my head off the second it is called out and at the very least would have a decent relationship with me.

Another thing.

This does not say that I will be given a good REASON to have said pokemon.

So, If I do plan to capture something, first and foremost, I should leave Blueberry Academy and head towards Undella town... then walk out into the wilderness and hide for a little while.

I have decided...

I'm not going to merely have pokemon anymore...

I want to make a conscious decision to have my entire team be "Pokemon"... with very notable quotation marks.

Loki is fine, I'll probably figure out how to give him unintended evolutions in the future.

But I want a team which is full on new.

There are benefits and detriments to this.

Benefits. Nobody will know what to expect of my team and nobody could determine what is and isn't 'normal' for the species so I can freely customize them to my hearts content.

Detriments.

Become a target for pokemon thieves.

Get too many too quickly and suddenly the pokemon league knows I make artificial pokemon.

No guides on how to train them...

The main detriment, I suppose, would be the attention I'd be getting... which, in this case, would be quite the substantial amount of attention.

But. Blueberry Academy's entire 'thing' is double battles apparently, so I'll need a second member of my team.

I might be able to push off a few required double battles here and there by saying. 'isn't it equally important to allow our pokemon to understand what it is like fighting against numerous opponents in addition to we, as their trainers, learning how to command more than one pokemon at once?'

But I don't see them letting me get away with that for the entire school year, which is what I'd need in order to make even the most basic of attempts at a second pokemon.

Hell, it'd likely take more than the near three-month summer break.

So...

I might buy a second pokemon.

There are other Gachas, of course.

One that is basically 'hacked' pokemon for around twice the price, one that includes mythicals for ten times the price, and one that even covers legendary pokemon for only around twenty times.

I could totally roll on the legendary list right this second.

However.

There's one KEY important aspect about that.

It doesn't say legendary only.

So, even if I do spend that much money, I'd have the chance to get a fucking caterpie instead.

There's also some more... interesting... sounding gachas.

Pokemon Gacha (Hacked Abnormals) (2,500,000 Poke)

Functions as standard Pokemon {Hacked} Gacha, however in addition to the low chance of having a pokemon with unusual capabilities like a Slaking with Huge Power, you are granted another slim chance for you to get a special variant of certain pokemon. *Cough* Regional Variants and fakemon from Fangames *Cough*.

This fucking robbery system. I fucking swear. This is such total fucking bullshit. Two point five MILLION for a gacha pull?!

Ugh. Whatever. I'll do this one later.

This is the last time I ever do a Gacha... If I get just like... a normal bellsprout I'm going to be so fucking mad.

I sit in a tree, Gazing out over the small rocky incline that leads down to the beach below.

I can see a few people here and there, I'm fairly certain most are Blueberry Academy students.

But there's probably a gym leader here or there... maybe some sort of famous actress somewhere else.

It's... peaceful, honestly.

I gently pet Loki's head as I watch the sun slowly drift further and further down.

He is strangely relaxed right now, sat in my lap as I prop up against the trunk of the tree.

He seems to be quietly snoozing.

He is such a good boy when he isn't being a total bastard.

'Well, it's about that time, I suppose.'

I've made myself scarce from the academy for the past week or so.

Leaving for practically the entire weekend, only coming back near last-call.

Then every day after school I'd disappear for like four hours or so.

It's all just an elaborate ruse for me to explain away how I get whatever I get in these next moments.

If it's something common, my time will have been wasted, but if it's something unique, I might have a little 'protection' and an alibi for my whole deal.

I look to my bullshit robber system and silently confirm my purchase.

I look away from the screen as I can hear the wheel turn.

I peek back cautiously to see the little needle of the prize wheel abruptly stop on a little slim piece of the board.

Wait... the tinier the chance... the more rare something is, right?

My eyes flick to the much larger pieces of the reward pie.

'Standard Pokemon'.

'Shiny Standard Pokemon'.

What the hell? Shiny pokemon was like at a ten percent chance?

Hacked pokemon are about the same, actually.

What the fuck did I get?!

Is- is my luck actually godly?!

I can feel one of the pokeballs attached to my belt wobble and shake, a screen appearing before me as I reach back and take the gumball-sized sphere off the belt, watching the ball grow to around fist-sized.

Congratulations!

You have received a new pokemon!

Lotad δ

Species: Lotad δ

Gender: Male

Type: Psychic/Water

Ability: Magic Bounce: Reflects most status lowering moves and status effects back at the attacker.

Moves: Confusion, Telekinesis, Psi-Wave, Water Gun, Charge Beam, Ice Beam, Unusual Taught Special Powers.

Notes: Alright, who taught this pokemon the ways of the Mystic Arts? Anyone going to fess up? Fine then. Off to the multiverse it goes.

Hah?

I stare at the red and white sphere in my hand.

Lotad?

Psychic and Water?

What's that weird symbol next to its name?

Mystic arts?

Huh?

Can it like... use actual magic or some shit?

"..."

I'll check him out back at home.

I shrink the ball and place back on my belt

Loki perks up slightly, sniffing the air.

He stands up, shaking his body like he had just got out of the water, his ears make little floppy noises as they slap against my shirt.

A bush underneath me rustles slightly, causing both myself and Loki to peer down in confusion.

A blue dog-like face pushes its head out of the bush.

"Glace?"

"..."

"Eevee?" Loki blinks.

"Glacee?!" The pokemon below gasps, its ears perking up slightly.

Loki cocks his head to the side slightly as he looks down at the Glaceon in the bushes, it looks equally as confused as he is.

He leaps down, causing me to let out a small squawk of worry. "Loki! Damn it you little brat!"

I begin climbing down as the Glaceon slowly steps out of the bushes. Loki and the Glaceon slowly circle each other, the larger of the two sniffing the black eevee in confusion.

They both abruptly drop into a 'ready' stance, ears flattening into 'airplane ears'.

They both begin running in all directions, thankfully not fighting.

They appear to be playing, actually. That's good as I don't know if Loki could take on an evolved pokemon.

Two vee vees who have gotten the zoomies.

That Glaceon is... surprisingly well taken care of. It's clearly not wild. It isn't cautious of me at all, plus it's quite well groomed with healthy proportions.

It's also considerably well-muscled.

It's not merely some sort of lap fox... it is a battler.

I watch the two fox rapidly sprint around the surrounding little canopy of trees as I finally get my feet back on the ground.

My eyes track the Eeveelutions as they run around, Loki seems to get mildly spooked by his evolved variant and leaps onto my shoulder.

His claws lightly dig into my shoulder as he scrambles to keep his balance. "Ow- ow! You little brat. Careful!"

I reach up and place my hand on his side to keep him steady.

He looks down at the Glaceon who had come to a stop just in front of me, cocking its head to the side as it gazes up at my face and Loki.

Loki has that 'Signature look of superiority' on his face as he gazes down at the glaceon.

"..."

I turn my head slightly. "You do know they could absolutely destroy you in a fight if they so chose, right?"

"Eevee!" The brat sounds offended.

A new voice speaks up. "Glacia?!"

My mouth becomes a flat line as a new figure pushes her way through the brush and bramble.

Ah... What luck...

That was sarcasm.

A woman with long blonde hair that is swept over one eye slowly walks forwards, she wears long black pants and open toed sandals, she has a blue shirt with a large metallic bead on the front.

In her hair she has four little hair pins that look like the ears of an Umbreon... or perhaps those little hair things of a Lucario.

Her grey eyes widen slightly upon seeing me, or more specifically the pokemon perched upon my shoulder.

"O-Oh?" She mutters. "I didn't expect to find anyone out here."

Standing before me is a woman who has singlehandedly defeated dozens of hopeful young children. Standing above the broken and battered pokemon of all challengers. Objectively the strongest female trainer in any pokemon region, accompanied by menacing piano music at her every appearance.

Champion Cynthia... has arrived... and that...

Does not do well for my anxiety.

Well, SHE has appeared.

Plus Xander got a new pokemon. That's neat!

Said pokemon was the result of a nat 100 on a d100, so, I mean, if he had rolled a legendary roll he would have gotten Arceus himself as a pokemon.

Oh well, he still got something really good. A Unique pokemon with unique skills.

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