39 Chapter 38

"Chu" Looking at the adorable little Pichu sitting in the remnants of it's shell staring around at its new surroundings. Cinder let out an excited growl, eager to greet the newest member of our team. Gastly floated closer, his eyes glowing with curiosity at the tiny Pichu. Abra, always composed and observant, seemed to be studying the newcomer with a hint of amusement in her psychic gaze.

I couldn't help but smile at the sight before me. The Pichu's cheeks crackled with electricity, a sign of its playful nature. I reached out a hand, allowing the little Pokémon to sniff and nuzzle it in recognition. Our bond was forming already, a connection that would only grow stronger as we faced challenges together.

With a sense of joy and anticipation, I knew that this Pichu would bring a new dynamic to our team. As it hopped onto my shoulder, seeking comfort and protection in its new environment, I made a silent vow to nurture and train it to become a powerful ally.

Turning to my team, I saw reflected in their eyes the same determination and eagerness that filled my own heart. We were ready to face whatever lay ahead, united in our goal to become the strongest team we could be. With Pichu now a part of our family, our bond strengthened, and I knew that together we could overcome any obstacle in our path.

As the sun began to set on another day filled with challenges and surprises, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. The events of the day had tested us in more ways than one, but we had emerged stronger and more resilient because of it.

With a final glance at the sunset painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, I turned to my team and spoke with conviction, "Tomorrow awaits us with new adventures and battles to conquer. But for now, let us rest and recharge, for our journey is far from over."

With nods of agreement from Cinder, Gastly, Abra, and Pichu, we settled down for the night, ready to face whatever tomorrow may bring upon us, however before i settled down for the night I brought up Pichu's status to see what we were working with.

PICHU

LVL 1 (0/5)

GENDER: Female

ABILITY: STATIC

BOND: 60%

HEALTH: 100%

STAMINA: 97%

MOVES: Thunder Shock (Beginner), Tail Whip (Beginner), Disarming Voice (Beginner)

NOTE: A bond of less than 40% will cause Pokémon to ignore some commands

Well then it seems like hatched Pokemon start off at level one compared to my summoned being at 5, though i am curious as in the games you can use them straight away in battles, though compared to the anime where they have a new born phase that they need to grow out of before they can take part in battles.

For the meantime lets get Pichu their own Pokeball and let her rest up, i'm sure the hatching process took alot out of her. Taking her down from my shoulder i brought out some Pokeballs and tapped her with one of them.

The red beam of light shot out from the Pokéball, enveloping Pichu and drawing her inside. The ball wiggled once, twice, then gave a satisfying click as Pichu was successfully captured. I held the Pokéball gently in my hand, feeling the weight of responsibility that came with caring for another life. Pichu's well-being and growth now fell under my guidance, a task I accepted with determination and care.

As I secured the Pokéball on my belt alongside the others, a sense of excitement bubbled within me. Our team had expanded, each member bringing their unique skills and personality to our group dynamic. With Cinder's fiery strength, Gastly's eerie allure, Abra's psychic prowess, and now Pichu's electric charm, we were a well-rounded team ready to face any challenge that lay ahead.

With one final look at my team i settled under my blankets and drifted off to sleep unaware of the turbulent currents making their way through a certain directors office.

~With Fury~

Director Fury's intense gaze bore down on the team as they reported their findings. Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Coulson stood in front of him, detailing not only the contents of the documents but also the formidable abilities of "Red". The air in the room was thick with tension, every word spoken feeling like it carried immense weight.

The Director's eyes were like sharp daggers, piercing through each member of the team as they spoke. It was clear that this situation was not to be taken lightly, and the gravity of their discoveries weighed heavily on everyone in the room. "What level would you rate his capabilities Romanov? you've spent the most time around him."

Natasha hesitated for a moment, knowing that her answer could have far-reaching consequences. She met Director Fury's gaze with steely determination, her mind racing as she considered her response carefully. After a brief pause, she spoke in a measured tone, "Director, I would rate his capabilities as extreme. His skills go beyond anything we've encountered before. He's agile, highly intelligent, and his combat prowess while up there in capability, aren't beyond some senior agents abilities."

The tension in the room seemed to thicken at her words, the weight of the situation pressing down on them all. Hawkeye shifted slightly, his normally calm demeanor betraying a hint of unease. Coulson stood straight-backed, his expression unreadable as he listened intently to the conversation unfolding.

Director Fury's eye narrowed slightly as he processed Natasha's assessment. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke in a grave tone, "We need to be prepared for whatever 'Red' may throw our way. His abilities pose a significant threat; while he is working with us at the moment, there could come a time where we find ourselves on opposite sides and we need countermeasures to overcome his abilities."

Director Fury's words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the volatile nature of their current alliance with "Red." Natasha could sense the tension rising within the team as they grappled with the implications of facing off against someone with such formidable capabilities. She knew that their preparations would have to be meticulous and strategic if they were to stand a chance against Red.