Gloom Juice

[You should be just in time to interrupt him, so be careful. I can sense things, but something is already blocking my sense, so Gallia might be coming awake! Let me know if you want my help, but I can't do much with Oaks Pokémon; they are too deadly.]

I was already running to the south where I could just see the roof of the place that everyone would go to get their beginning Pokémon. Now I was going to kill the man that each person that had played the game had talked to over one hundred times.

"Don't feel bad; this ain't that one. The Poké-Creep is also waiting for you. If you pull me out, I can show where he is," the Breedé-Dex called up from my pocket, and I pulled it out.

<There, the Gardevoir is inside and creating a psychic shield, but you will be fine, but you can't let him summon a Pokémon. If he does, you will more than likely have to whack a bitch to get at him.>

I watched the screen, and there was a red dot about forty feet away from me on the other side of the trees between us. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I calmed myself in the last bit of the sprint, preparing to do what I needed.

"So, you are the one making all that noise over there? Wait, you're not a Pokémon?" A tall and muscular version of professor Oak asked me.

I swung my arm to the side with my hand open and then yelled, "Poké-Cracker!" And hurtled the bat at his knees. The moment I saw him go to jump, I was reached back, and the moment Oak's feet left the ground, his fate was sealed.

"Poké-Cracker!" I yelled as the bat vanished, and my hand connected with it, throwing it again.

*CRACK!*

Professor Oak hit the ground screaming in pain, but he reached for a Poké Ball still in this state.

I was already almost on top of him with my arms over my head, and when he lifted the ball to throw it, I yelled out my attack.

"Poké-Cracker!"

Again, Oak screamed out after I smashed the Poké Ball down on his shoulder, crushing his hand. The professor rolled on the ground in pain, and I stepped back.

"Nice ass-WARNING!, kick that fucking Poké ball away!" My Breedé-Dex yelled at me, and I rushed forward and punted the glowing and cracked ball with the Poké-Cracker.

The Poké Ball burst ten feet away, and a four-story tall Alolan Exeggutor thumped out, but something was clearly wrong with it. I looked over at the professor and then booted him hard in the head, knocking him out cold.

"Bring me out numb-nuts, so I can scan the damn thing so we can see what is wrong with Tom, Dick, and Harry. Also, names Dirty Harry, so stop calling me the fucking the pocket monster Fuckbook!" Dirty Harry yelled from my pocket as I dug him out.

There were arms on it, and that was fucking weird, to say the least, but it looked like a T-rex that was addicted to drugs with wild hair. A skull face was formed where the three heads were pushed together, and the eyes were sunk into the skull.

"Oh, what the fuck is that thing?!" Dirty Harry exclaimed as I held him up to the Exeggutor.

My mind was about to make a comment about how he was supposed to know this sort of stuff, but the picture suddenly appeared on the screen. Besides that, there was also information that was very different from the game itself.

<Exeggutor, a Coconut Pokémon. With a fused face, this Pokémon suffers from a personality disorder and tends to be violent. Its special attack is Hypnosis that is used to allow it to catch its prey easier. Edible.>

Oh, fun, or not!

"So, the dino-egg head is lookin at up kinda funny. Maybe I should go back in your pocket now, Chief. Looks hungry," Dirty Harry said as I did that, sliding the Breedé-Dex into my pocket.

"You got a name?" I called up to the apartment-sized Pokémon as it stared down and me while tilting its head to the side.

"Do… You… Have… Gloom… Juice?" The creature asked in a low and menacing voice that rumbled.

[That is one of the drugs that is used on Pokémon, easy to get. That thing is bad news, and you should get out of there. You broke the ball, so now it is free, but Exeggutor is messed up when they aren't fiending for more drugs!]

'No can do, this thing looks hungry, and I am not done with this fucker yet, and I can't drag him! Get over here, and tie this fucker up; I have some questions for him,' I sent to Graves, and I got a groan back.

"You want to give me Gloom Juice, or you want to get in my mouth?" The Exeggutor asked me as it started to lower its head down to the ground, and I was hit by a wave of dizziness.

I stumbled, and my head started to get scrambled, and I didn't have any Gloom Juice, so I guess… No!

The Exeggutor fearlessly continued to lower its head as I fought to keep a hold of my own mind. I started to move forward against my own will, and finally, I snapped, thinking about Misty and that sexy blue pussy I hadn't touched yet.

Darkness filled me, and the Hypnosis was burned off like a bad hangover as the Exeggutor opened its massive mouth wide. It was filled with sharp teeth, and the breath was almost enough to make you gag.

I decided to pretend that I was going to get into the mouth and kept moving forward, but I also slowly raised my hands above my head. Once I was close enough, and drew in a big breath of air and let it out in a bellow as I brought my hands down.

"Poké-Cracker!"