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Pokémon : A Rough Start In Kanto

Aussie dropped into the Pokémon world without so much as a ‘how do you do’ into the body of some orphan kid. Let’s see how Gideon tries to pull a life together in a world with more danger and less friendly people than the anime ever showcased. I don’t own Pokémon or the cover picture

Love_dem_fanfix · Anime & Comics
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51 Chs

Ready

It took me a few hours to get to the ghetto of Viridian city at a sedate pace, and like usual I had my mons guarding me until we hit populated territory and they had to be balled..

I knew it was going to be a good day when I found 10$ on the ground on my way, and eventually I arrived at my destination, and parked my little cart in an lonesome alley across the street from the place i was here to scope out

I knew these things took time, so I sat across the street and read an old newspaper I picked up out of the alley, occasionally glancing at the people walking in and out of the shop…

I knew the guy running the place was a dirt bag and probably did some illegal shit to make some money on the side, so I just wanted to see what the day to day customers who came and went looked like…

And After just watching for about 3 hours I figured out who this guys works with or for….

He works with the gang known as "darkness"

I've seen dudes in darkness get up, which is just hoodies with mightyena pictures on the front and back….super original by the way, coming and going there a few times every now and then…

I even saw a pair of them that had a canvas bag looking pretty full walk in with the bags and back out without them…so some sort of drop off…

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing….

On the plus side of it, I reckon there would be a lot more cash and valuables in the back or basement or wherever they stash their shit, in there just waiting to be pinched…

On the minus side, it's clearly a semi important place for one of the biggest gangs in the city, so if I DID do this it's going to cause a bit of a shit storm…

But….thinking about it….maybe I can use that to my advantage, maybe if I do this right I can pin the blame onto their competition so I can get away Scott free….

I'll have to case the place or a few more days to see if I miss anything, but I reckon I can pull it off.

From what I've seen so far, no one actually stays here at night, so it might just be a storehouse or something, but I doubt they leave it totally undefended, but they would also think no one would be crazy enough to rob the place….

People of this world aren't what I would call dumb, but I've notice a lot of the human element of crime is noticeably dumber or maybe less experienced than they were in my old world, all I could think of is the over reliance on Pokémon to carry them through, so they never had to get quite as creative as in my old world….

If I had to guess, they probably leave a few Pokémon in the back room or downstairs to defend the place while they go do whatever it is they do at night…

But again….before I commit to this crazy plan I need to watch the place for a day or two more to see if there are any variables that might trip me up….

But I did notice a small oblong window that was alley side of the street that led into where i wanted to loot…the only way to see where it leads is to have a look inside…it's probably the bathroom window

So i throw my newspaper in the trash bin and slowly wander over to the shop as I cover my ass with both hands and start hopping from one foot to another …gotta sell it..

The automatic doors open and I see the man sitting behind the counter reading some sort of magazine. He was wearing dark coloured clothes, and shocker, it had a picture of a Mightyena on the front….

He had black hair, top of his head had clear signs of a comb over trying to hide his balding, and failing miserably…black eyes and an beer belly…..the same guy who ordered that little fucking asshole of a dog to attack me..

And speaking of that little prick of a dog, he was snoozing away just near the edge of the counter with a worry in the world….

While covering my ass and jumping from one foot to another I ask "excuse me mister, where's your bathroom; I really gotta go!"

I tried to keep as childish a voice as I could, which wasn't hard because in actually was a child..

He slowly looks up from his magazines, clearly not remembering me as I wasn't the same malnourished kid covered in dirt and garbage…..and he suddenly started smirking

"The bathroom is for customers only kid, beat it"

"Aaarrgghh fine!, I'll take a pack of gum, now where is your bathroom!"

I put a little more urgency in my voice as I continued to bounce on the spot

"One pack of gum isn't enough to make you a customer…."

"Fine!! I only have $10 on me!, give me 10$ worth of gum"

I pulled out the 10$ note I found on the way, which was lucky, because I was dead broke this morning….I slammed it on the table and picked up a handful of gum packets before "glaring" at him..

He just smirked again and handed me a key with a wooden block attached to it..

I mad a dash for the closest door which was nearest the counter and went to unlock it before the man shouted very aggressively

"Not that door you brat!! The one over there!!!!"

I "startled" and took off to the correct door this time….I knew it was the door to the back room, I just wanted to see if I could get a sneak peak real quick before he noticed…it was a risk, but I needed a little more info..

I made it to the bathroom and went straight into one of the stalls….god this place is gross…whatever this dude is getting paid…it's too much…

Thankfully I actually had to take a shit so it all worked out well enough…and I even got some gum out of it…turns out they had juicy fruit here in this world too, pretty choice stuff…

Anyways, I finished up and took a glance around and spotted no cameras before taking the trash bin and dragging it over to the oblong window that was to small for an adult to fit through…but I could squeeze through just fine…I notice it was closed but unlocked, and it could be opened easy enough…no jamming….and no signs of it being opened at any point later looking at the dust build up…so he probably doesn't lock it of a night time…

So after washing my hands I left the bathroom, and walked out slowly looking around for cameras subtlety before leaving the store…no cameras…not that I really expected any, having cameras in your own drug dealing den would be shooting yourself in the foot if someone got a hold of the footage, and with porygons a thing, it just might happen

I stayed a few more hours bored out of my mind while watching the store before I moseyed on home…

Becky had a basic dinner pretty much ready by the time we got back, some sort of tauros stew with carrot, onion and potatoes…it was pretty good….it has been awhile since I ate none long shelf life canned food…I splurged a little when I went shopping last time and got some fresh stuff

The night passed and so did a few more, I spent nearly a week watching the place, the last 2 nights were a weekend that I camped out in the alley and watched the place….there was no movement at all once that greaseball closed up and left…he the front shutters cut off any sight from inside, which would be immensely helpful to me…

I was pretty much ready to make a move, I also managed to scrounge up another 20 bucks from robbing some guy who tried to rob me on one of my camp outs…at night I always had slowpoke and meowth out with me but hidden behind the dumpster under a tarp where I stored my overnight gear incase something just like that happened…

Slowpoke locked him in place and meowth brained him with a weak iron tail to the back of the noggen, would have left him with a nasty concussion….I took his watch, shoes, jacket and wallet….dude only had 20 bucks…but I needed a watch so it worked out ok…

I only left him alive because he didn't see meowth and slowpoke…he probably didn't even feel slowpoke lock him down…he was to busy enjoying the "fear" I showed before he was lights out…

I also spent a few of those nights taking contributions from the local automobile owners and stashing bottles of gas around….I was going to burn that building down when I was done….dog pokemon have good noses…and these guys specialise in dogs….but not even dogs can pick up a scent if everything is burnt to shit…

Being as ready as I realistically could be, I was waiting in the alley at around roughly midnight ready to get this done….