Chapter 10

Eyes sharp, ears heightened. Spectreon laying on the bed next to a sleeping Atsumu, keeping watch on his sleeping figure as time ticked. Spectreon waited potentially, soon closing her eyes before slowly unraveling from the bed, softly walking across the soft sheets, jumping, and landing gracefully on the floor.

Her figure melted into the shadows, disappearing from the room, heading towards the forest outside Cyllage city. It hadn't been more than a day since she evolved, becoming the first ghost-type Eeveelution, and she couldn't wait for the sun to rise to finally scratch the itch that was bothering her for hours.

She just evolved, but couldn't test out her new abilities at all. She wanted to try them, all of them, and waiting for another second would just be plain torture. Reemerging from the shadows, she stood in the middle of a forest, a clearing away from other pokemon that would bother her.

Flames erupted from the flame scarf, shape-shifting into tiny wisps as they danced around under Spectreon's watchful gaze. Her smile widened as she ran towards the flames, her mind running on autopilot, dancing with the flames.

The soft purple hue began to grow larger, illuminating the forest with beautiful light rays in all directions, privy to all who pay attention to them.

In an instant, Spectreon's battle instincts kicked in, Protect flared to life, a large fist slamming into the energy shield. Spectreon's eyes, hardened, sharply looked at her assaulter.

A Toxicroak.

" Well Well Well. You were the one who caused that little light show? Impressive. " A playful, yet threatening voice echoed through the empty forest.

It was a woman wearing a black and red suit, a red flare symbol pinned to her suit, her fire red hair cascading down her back, a headset around her neck, her beautiful purple eyes gleamed with a dangerous gaze, locking onto her target.

Her eyes widened as she stared at Spectreon, enamored. The beautiful purple black fur, the gorgeous purple flames that illuminated the night, that dangerous glint in Spectrepn's eyes.

" Beautiful. " She mouthed, utter awe, the emotion spilling out.

Toxicroak whirled his head, staring at his trainer. He sighed as he turned his head, pouting.

' Shame. I was looking forward to seriously maiming you. ' He croaked.

' Thanks... I guess. ' Spectreon responded.

" That was adorable! " The woman squealed, holding her hands on her face, the dangerous visage she presented replaced with a harmless woman.

" I must have you! " The woman growled, a predatory smirk adorning her face.

" Toxicroak. Poison Jab. But don't hurt... her too harshly. " The woman commanded.

Toxicroak croaked in acknowledgment, launching forward, its fists secreted in poison, aiming towards Spectreon's body. Spectreon nimbly dodged, her body swerving to the left, a Shadow ball deployed instantly, soaring across the space between Spectreon and Toxicroack. Toxicroak punched the Shadow Ball with a Poison jab, redirecting it toward Spectreon, who delved into the shadows below her.

The Shadow Ball made contact with the ground, causing an explosion, dust rising. Toxicroak swatted the dust away with one swing, staring at the unoccupied space where Spectreon was last observed.

" Oh... seems we have a runner. " The woman commented. "That's good. It'll make catching her even sweeter. "

Taking a Pokeball attached to her belt, and releasing the pokemon inside, a Gallade stood at the ready in front of her, waiting for her command.

" A pokemon that I want is fleeing. Follow it and capture it. Don't hurt her... too much. Toxicroak knows what she looks like. " She said.

Gallade nodded, turning towards Toxicroak who was waiting, and croaked.

' Shadow sneak. '

Closing his eyes, Gallade focused his psychic energy to flow around him. Knowing Shadow sneak himself, he located Spectreon's figure. Eyes snapping open, Gallade rushed in Spectreon's direction, Toxicroak following close behind.

Placing the headset on her head, and fiddling with the knob on the side, the woman waited patiently waited for her transmission to be received.

" Admin Perona. " A man's voice could be heard from the headset.

" Something's got my attention. Keep working on the current task. " Perona said, ending the transmission.

Smirking, Perona walked into the dark forest, chuckling all the while, excitement bubbling inside her chest.

' Crap. ' Spectreon cursed, rushing through the forest shrubbery, mind racing on the current predicament.

' I really shouldn't have come here! I should have listened, but NOOOO... I just had to test out my new body! ' She thought sarcastically.

' I don't even know what they do at night. I'm usually asleep by now. ' Spectreon thought.

' Where is she? ' Toxicroak's asked in the distance.

' A few meters ahead. ' A calm voice responded.

' Dammit. It's that Toxicroak plus his friend. What the hell do I do? ' Spectreon thought, running faster, racing past the trees as Toxicroak and Gallade narrowed the distance between them.

' How did they find me? Must be the newcomer tracking me. I won't be able to run forever. They will find me. I couldn't go back but... Dad doesn't want me to be noticed by others just yet.

I may have been noticed but I can at least pose as a wild pokemon instead. ' Sprectreon thought.

' Well, that's that. Time to win. '

Spectreon stopped, standing in place, turning her body in the direction of Toxicroak and Gallade. Her eyes narrowed on their feint body strictures nearing closer to her.

' Targets right in front of us. ' Gallade said, looking forward.

' That's her. ' Toxicroak confirmed.

Gallade took a few seconds to observe Spectreon while Toxicroak didn't wait, accelerating towards Spectreon. Sprectreon's eyes glowed, splitting into multiple copies as Toxicroak phased through one of them.

Sprectreon rushed forward using Quick Attack towards Gallade. Gallade waited for Spectreon to come, forearms glowing with a light pink glow. Swinging his arm, a pink arc of pure psychic energy cut through the air towards Spectreon.

Gallade used Psycho Cut.

Spectreon jumped over the attack, a Shadow ball create in an instant, rocketed at Gallade, who stepped towards the right, the shadow ball moving past him, making contact with a tree, the tree falling to the ground soon after.

Gallade's forearms darkened, a black gleam visible to Spectreon. Gallade swung his arm at Spectreon, who dodged to the left, jumping in the air, her front paws outstretched, Toxicroak coming in with a suckered punch.

Spectreon's paws landed on Toxicroak's hand, pushing off into the air, front flipping forward, and diving into the ground, burrowing underneath.

' Careful. She's made copies. ' Gallade informed Toxicroak.

' Double team huh? Tch. What a pain! Is she only good at running? Attack Dammit! ' Toxicroak croaked in frustration.

' Dodge!! ' Gallade yelled.

Toxicroak startled, glanced at Gallade, his attention diverted towards his feet, a hole opening up, a purple flame covering Toxicroak in its brilliance, yet gave Toxicroak pain.

Gallade reacted, ignoring Toxicroak, charging up a Focus Punch, and slamming his fist onto the ground. The earth cracked open, air launching objects into the air, Spectreon included.

The copies faded as Spectreon landed on the broken earth, Gallade launched two Psycho Cuts avoided by Spectreon, nimbly moving to her left.

Spectreon dodged one again, Toxicroak launching Toxic from its mouth in rapid fire mode, trees and grass decaying due to the poison. Spectreon focused her ghost-type energy, a dark purple hue surrounded Toxicroak, and the pain he felt, was immeasurable from the use of Hex.

Sprectreon grunted Gallades ice-covered foot embedded into her stomach, a second kick to the stomach launching her into the air, the third kick causing her to bounce before skidding to a halt, Gallade's Triple Axel racked up damage.

Gallade rushed towards Toxicroak, a bright pink aura washing over him, his wounds healing slightly, standing up straight.

' Where is she? ' Toxicroak croaked.

' Right in front of us. ' Gallade said.

Spectreon gazed at them, circling them, muscle fibers tensed, ready to explode.

' These guys haven't been too difficult. They could turn the tables if this doesn't work... but I'm going to try anyway! ' Spectreon thought.

' You're strong. What pokemon are you? ' Gallade questioned curiously, respect identifiable in his voice.

' Like she's going to talk!! Just attack and bury her six feet deep in poison!! Toxicroak croaked loudly, launching a Sludge Bomb at Spectreon, impulsively.

Launching forward using Quick Attack, Spectreon dodged the Sludge bomb easily, Toxicroak firing another and another in rapid succession. Spectreon dodged, leaping, ducking, swerving the left and right, closing the distance.

Gallade popped in front of her, forearm covered in a dark metallic gleam, signifying the use of Night Slash, swinging his arm towards her. A duplicate of Spctreon appeared, running head first at the attack, cut straight through, the Spectreon dashing towards Gallades stomach.

Toxicroak rushed in from behind Spectreon, having circled his teammate and target, his annoyance reaching its peak, ready to Lash Out against Spectreon.

Gallade's thoughts sprinted, what should he do, which action should he take, seconds passed by before a decision was reached. Tightening his core, bracing for impact... yet never impacted, Specreton phased through like a ghost.

Eyes widened, startled, body unable to react, core relaxed, practical arrived seconds later, Tpxicroaks fist embedded, Gallade launched off the ground, pain coursing his body, registered by his brain.

Annoyance racked up, Toxicroak croaked hard, looking at Gallade, missing his target, hitting his teammate instead. Eyes widening, light purple hues surrounded both of them, Will-O-Wisp's covering them in a burning blanket, followed by a dark purple energy field, Hexxing the both of them.

A thud echoed, Gallade laying on the ground, Toxicroak enduring, struggling to stay standing, vision blurry, the feint image of Specyreon in front of him, a Shadow Ball fired at close range.

' I will kill you. ' He promised.

Upon impact, the shadow ball exploded, and Toxicroak was knocked back, falling to the ground, unconscious. Spectreon relaxed, her deep breath, clearly audible in the silent forest.

' That was too close. I need to leave. I should have made a considerable distance from that woman. This fight wasn't that long. I should go. I'll hide somewhere and head back in the morning. ' Spectreon thought.

Spectreon ran in the opposite direction, unaware of the figure observing her, a proud smile adorning Froslass's face, lowering the video recorder. Froslass kept herself hidden, Perona showing up on the scene minutes later, a confident smile replaced with disbelief, disappointment, and intrigue.

" It seems that little tike got away. Impressive... Disappointing. " Perona muttered, staring at her fallen pokemon, returning them to their Pokeballs.

The ringing from her headset captured her attention, placing it over her head.

" Speak. " Her authorities voice permitted the area.

" We've reached the required amount, Admin Perona. Trucks are being loaded as we speak and ready to depart back to base. " A grunt informed.

" I see. I'll be in 5 minutes. " Perona stated.

" Understood ma'am. " The grunt replied, transmission cut off.

" It seems I'll have to deal with this. That pokemon was diffently a trainer's. No wild pokemon would have the capability of defeating mine. " Perona muttered.

" But I've never seen another pokemon like it before. Wonder where they got it. No matter. I can constantly torture the information out of them when I find them. " A dark grin appeared, followed by a venomous chuckle.

...

" Admin Perona. Preparations are complete, we are ready to move out. " A grunt informed upon witnessing the arrival of the redhead.

" Good. Gather everyone and prepare to move out. Make one last check for any potential disruptions if need be. " Perona commanded.

" Yes ma'am. "

The grunt swiftly turned, walking away to relay the message. Perona walked over to one of the trucks, opening the hatch, her eyes set on the numerous pokemon, detained inside indestructible cages, meant for their level.

" Good. Xeriosic will be pleased. " Perona muttered, locking the truck once again. Froslass peered through the camera lens, nestled in-between her gentle claws, her eyes gazing at the newly clicked evidence.

Satisfied, Froslass left the scene, unknown to all Team Flare members that someone had dirt on them. Trucks loaded, Team Flare left, headed towards their base, the location where the ultimate weapon resides.

It didn't take long for Froslass to locate Spectreon, whose hiding spot, nestled in a cave, a burrow she dug, fast asleep. Lifting Spectreon off the ground, levitating her into Froslass's arms, Froslass stroked Spectreon's head.

Spectreon turned her head towards her hands subconsciously, her body knowing she was in safe hands.

' You did well. ' Froslass praised, smiling happily at Spectreon's tail wagging, having faintly heard her voice.

...

As the trucks approached Geosenge town, they moved to the outskirts, away from the sleeping citizens and open pokemon center that may see them.

The large rock situated in the outskirts of said town opened to reveal a large metal door, opening, allowing the trucks to drive inside, a large spiral road headed downward, deep underneath the ground, small lamps illuminating the pathway.

Upon reaching the main hall, greeted by bright lights all around, surrounded by clean white walls, many Team Flare Grunts in standard bright red suits, waiting for their arrival, a man in front of them, a grin on his face.

" Perona. I hope the mission went well. " Xeriosic said.

" It went smoothly Xeriosic. " Perona informed, her tone kept neutral, her heels clicking, walking up to Xeriosic.

" Excellent! Bring one of the specimens for testing right away. Arrange the others and be ready to send them down when needed. " Xeriosic ordered.

" Understood sir. " A grunt nodded.

Xeriosic walked away, Perona following close behind. Entering an elevator, they went even further below, down to where the ultimate weapon was being researched.

" Prepare for testing. " Xeriosic commanded.

Scientists scurried to their stations, Xeriosic releasing his Malamar, who looked at Xeriosic for a few seconds before rushing to the cage. Grabbing one of the pokemon inside using Psychic, Malamar placed the Electrike in the machine, the doors trapping it inside.

Electrike banged on the door, its senses on high alert, screaming to get out, it's dangerous to be inside, but the walls were too thick, and Malamar merely smiled happily at Electrike's futile efforts and pleas for help.

" Everything ready? " Xeriosic asked.

" Yes sir. " One scientist confirmed.

" Good. Activate the machine. " Xeriosic said, eerily calm.

The machine was activated, Electrikes cries dialed up to eleven, in pain as they felt their life force, suckered away by the machine. Cries died out, Electrike falling to the ground, eyes blurry, darkness closing in, light fading away... body shriveled similar to dried up prune on a hot summer day, leaving nothing but an empty husk.

" What's the status of the machine? " Xeriosic asked, his voice cutting through the silence, potentially waiting for results, his emotion held back in anticipation while everyone was disgusted by the result of activation, Perona trying not to barf while another scientist did so, head buried inside a garbage bin.

" It... It worked sir! " A scientist said, his disgust replaced by joy at the success.

" Move aside! " Xeriosic snapped, pushing the scientist away, looking at the energy bar on the machine, gaining a small fraction of energy, getting charged like a plugged-in cellphone.

" It works. It actually, WORKS!! " Xeriosic yelled in glee.

" Bring the rest asap!! " Xeriosic commanded, excitement over the new revelation, his previous disgust replaced with eagerness for completion.

Lysandre will be pleased.

...

The warm rays of sunlight, gently peering through the window, resting on Atsumu's face, discomfort sitting in, the sudden ringing of his 7 am alarm. Atsumu woke up, turning off the alarm, swinging his legs off the bed, yawning, rubbing his eyes as they adjusted to waking up.

His vision rested on the sleeping Spectreon, nestled in the arms of Froslass. Surprised, but smiling all the while at the scene, Atsumu stood up, stretching, needing to freshen up.

Froslass, sensitive to sunlight, opened her eyes. Her eyes followed her trainer, walking into the restroom, thoughts of whether to tell him now or later, soon dismissed, replaced with the realization of Spectreon's current sleeping form in her arms.

' Adorable. ' Froslass thought, smiling gently at Spectreon's sleeping figure.

Beginning to float, levitating towards the bed, Froslass nestled Spectreon on the bed, the blanket folded over her body, substituting her arms, which Spectreon noticed subconsciously for a moment, frustrated before closure.

Phasing through the door, Froslass stopped next to Atsumu, camera in hand, the latter brushing his teeth, toothpaste foam filling his mouth and occupying his brush.

" What's up Froslass? " Atsumu asked, after spitting out the foam, his speech would be unrecognizable otherwise.

' I found something last night after Spectreon left the room to practice. ' Froslass informed.

" Called it. " Atsumu said. " So what happened? "

'An admin of an evil team attacked her. ' Froslass said, passing the camera to Atsumu, the photo of Perona captured in it, the Flare symbol imprinted on her suit. Atsumu's expression froze, his completion shifting to a cold-blooded murderer.

" Why do they need so many pokemon? " Atsumu asked, flipping to the next set of photographs, the truck filled with pokemon locked in cages.

' Wasn't specified. No one spoke about why they needed pokemon, only that whoever was in charge of the operation would be pleased by the results. ' Froslass said.

" I see. " Atsumu confirmed.

" And how did Spectreon fare against the admin's pokemon? " Atsumu asked.

' Defeated both of them in a 2v1. ' Froslass smirked, proudly stating Spectreon's accomplishment.

" Eh? Seriously? " Atsumu smiled brightly.

' Yep. I have the video. ' Froslass informed, bringing out the recorder.

Excited, Atsumu started the video, observing his little girl kick ass, a proud smile adorning his face, enjoying the power and skill Spectreon displayed, along with her immense potential, considering she managed to phase through opponents on instinct after evolving into a ghost type just a day ago.

" You did wonderfully. " Atsumu softly praised, sitting at the edge of the bed, stroking Spectreon's head, who let out happy purs, whether she heard the praise or just knows her dad is proud of her, is unknown.

Could be both.

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Sup everyone.

Chapter 10 is finally out. Finally got time to write the next chapter.

How was it?