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Pokemon: Black, White and Dodgy

A tough life in a tough world. Magnus, after endless hours of hard work has finally acquired his trainer licence. Read on as he travels across Unova and other regions with his Pokemon, in an earnest quest to strive for the top... and have a good time doing it. will be posted on royal road. Support me on: pa.treon.com/DodgyWriter Discord - https://discord.gg/szr9ySJbAW Not my image, inform me if you want it taken down.

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The Wilds 8

Magnus soundlessly creeped through the winding tunnels, tailing the Plasma goons from a distance. The darkness of the cave was difficult to traverse without a torch to guide him, but he managed to make do with the slight ambience that reached him from those he was stalking.

The tailing lasted for a good forty five minutes, the group from team Plasma managed to take the wrong tunnel a few times, causing Magnus to almost get caught when they started to back track.

Though because he unintentionally got so close, he was able to get a look at the three people he was following as well as their pokemon.

The one with the gruff voice looked exactly like he sounded. He was big, at least 6'4 and had the muscle to back up his large body, Magnus initially thought he might have some background in martial arts, but the slouch and uneven frame said otherwise.

The other male in the group was a lot smaller than his counterpart, though he was smaller and thinner he seemed to be the oldest in the group. His messy beard and hair that had streaks of grey running through them only strengthened this idea.

Lastly the woman, she was of average height and seemed to have a decent bit of muscle under her clothes. Magnus never managed to see her face but she was on the younger side of things, early twenties maybe.

All of them were garbed in dark grey bodysuits, underneath a thick black vest that had the Team Plasma emblem sewed onto the position over their hearts. The emblem hasn't seemed to change if Magnus's memory was serving him correctly, it was still the black and white shield with a blue P right in the middle.

The uniforms included hats and masks, to hide their features, though the only one that had their face covered was the woman. The two men never seemed to be fond of the piece and had it tied around their neck.

Trailing behind them was a Seviper and a Whirlipede, but he wasn't sure who their trainers were. Though, he was positive that they had more pokemon on them, if the balls on their belt was anything to go by.

The two pokemon never looked particularly strong, but numbers can make up for quality, something that Magnus learned first hand with the Yanma.

Eventually, Team Plasma arrived at their destination with Magnus and his pokemon not far behind. Hiding behind cover, Magnus peeked out to see what they were dealing with.

Using the light from their flashlights, he was able to identify a bunch of high-tech machines lying around, none of which Magnus recognized. The goons were looking through storage trying to find something.

"I think I've found it" proclaimed the bearded man, holding up a locked case.

"How can you be sure, there's loads of cases that look the exact same here" The buff figure retorted, gesturing at where he was looking.

Shrugging, he pulled a digital key from his pocket and said "Oh well, I might be lucky" as he attempted to unlock the case.

Failing to open the case, the large mockingly laughed at him and started piling all of the cases onto a nearby table. All three of the grunts were busy looking for something while their pokemon lazily stood guard.

Magnus decided this was the best opportunity to strike.

He whispered to his team the plan, it was going to be quick and clean, hopefully they'd be able to take down the three trainers before they have the chance to release any more pokemon.

With the plan set out, Corvisuire quietly flew down the tunnel, by the time he had returned his beak and talons were brimming with newfound energy. With Corvisquire prepped, Magnus and Dratini quietly and cautiously crept towards the grunts.

Dratini eyes burned with anger as he stared at the Team Plasma uniform, back when they were tailing them, she almost hastily attacked but Magnus managed to hold her back, persuading her to wait a little longer.

The pair snuck past the two guards, both seemingly tired as they dazedly stood still. Reaching the unpowered machines, they crouched behind a large one, big enough to keep them both out of sight.

Nodding at Dratini, she slithered closer to the man-woman pair that were scanning through cases. Once she got in position, Magnus made his move.

He lurked towards the big man, who was by his lonesome at the other side of the encampment, completely unaware of what he was in for.

The man just put down what he was carrying, when Magnus sprung into action. He threw a straight punch right into the back of the man's head, a blow that did way more damage than it should've.

A dull thumb was heard when the man's skull collided with Magnus's knuckle duster, blood splattered as the man crashed into the table unconscious.

The knuckle dusters have a bit of a story behind them, but that's for another time.

"What happened Da-" The bearded man tried to say before he was convulsing on the ground from a Thunder Wave.

As the electricity got to work on the man's muscles, the woman tried to reach for her pokeballs but grabbed nothing as dratini had already swiped them away. In anger, she tried to reach for Dratini, which in hindsight was a terrible idea, luckily for her Dratini skittered away to collect the grunts' pokeballs.

Losing the chance to get her pokeballs back, she lunged at the approaching Magnus. Her sloppy jab was slipped with a little head movement, and she ended up walking straight into a hook placed right on the tip of her jaw.

Her head jerked from the punch and her legs gave up from beneath her, the punch was much weaker than the one the muscly man got, but it still did its job. Only when her slumped body hadn't moved for a couple seconds did Magnus relax.

Equal rights, equal fights.

The woman got off a lot lighter, with only a little facial bleeding compared to the other guy, who definitely needed to be patched up soon to prevent the problems that come with excessive bleeding.

A moment later Magnus heard the pained hisses of the Whirlipede and Seviper. Just after Magnus dropped the first guy, and the two pokemons attention was diverted at him, Corvisquire and Feebas jumped them.

Corvisquire used Power Trip to one hit k.o the Seviper, and Feebas Dragon Breathed the Whirlipede. The Bug-type tried to roll away in fear but was quickly caught up to by Corvisquire and put to bed with a peck.

All in all the plan was performed with little to no mishaps. The grunts were incapacitated before any other pokemon were released and the Seviper and Whirlipede were dealt with quickly and effectively.

Scratch that, Magnus and his pokemon did a quality job. Honestly, he was expecting something to go wrong, but he's not complaining about it.

Magnus was just done pulling a bundle of rope from his bag to tie the plasma bastards up when Dratini bumped into his calf. Looking down he saw Dratini holding a bunch of pokeballs with her tail.

Thanking her with a head pat, he shuffled through them all until he found the two empty ones. Returning Whirlipede and Seviper back into their pokeballs, he stuffed all of the Team Plasma balls in his bag for safe keeping.

Once that was finished Magnus and his pokemon got to binding the Team Plasma members, he was half tempted to tie the lady in a Tauros-knot full bdsm-style for the shits and giggles, but maturely thought better of it.

With the trio tied up and for the most part unconscious. Magnus started going through all of the cases with the newly acquired electronic key.

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