A marshtomp was crawling through the sand on Fatima beach. It was abnormally sized for its species (if standing it would probably the same height as John). I got to get help, it thought. It was covered in burns, cuts, and bruises and was bleeding excessively. His vision was starting to get hazy so he started to detect sound and shock waves in order to tell himself where to move. The other pokemon in the area were no help. He would pick up their positions, but as soon as he approached them and pleaded. They ran away. He was running out of options.

"So are you goin' to school today?" 

He heard a distant voice. No. There were two voices. It seemed there were two humans, probably boys, having a conversation not too far ahead of him. They both seemed to be sitting down. Like hell they would help, he thought, they probably would run away too. But it was his only option and if he was going to die on this beach. He was going to at least die trying. He got closer and tried to call out, but his voice was too hoarse. Instead of a loud yell, a small and frail "help me." came out. He needed to get closer, so he started to crawl again.
"I'll tell her I'm going to school. Besides I gotta train with Jeremy. And your backyard makes a good training ground. That bitch Jessica's ninetails creamed us with some iron tail barrage combo the other day," said the light brown-haired one.
"Jeremy got his ass handed to him," responded the black-haired one.
"Yep, the bastard refused to listen to me. I hope he learned his lesson."
"I guess you should go get him."
"Yeah, I should,"
At that moment he was close enough to punch and knockout the both of them. These guys are not very alert, the marshtomp thought, they have would have been easy hits if I can crawl up to them at this state without them noticing. He also felt a sense of hope while listening to the two humans. From their conversation, he picked up that the squeaky voice one was a trainer and it might be possible the other one is too. That's good, because now they are more likely to help him and the rest of the guys. There was also something else he picked up from the conversation that interested him. Jeremy, he thought, I heard that name before but where. But it didn't matter now. He needed to get back to his top priority. Okay here goes, he thought, I hope they don't scream. He reached out and placed his paw on the black-haired one's shoulder. Both of the boys slowly turned around towards him. 
"Help me," he said weakly.
Both boys screamed after he said this and one word went through his mind as they did. Shit. 

"Holy shit!" said Speedy as he jumped.
"I'd double that notion," replied John. He looked at the marshtomp that startled them. It seemed to be breathing as heavily as it was bleeding. "What the hell happened to you?"
"The airship we were flyin' in crashed into the island," said the wounded marshtomp.
"Shit. And this is all that happened to you. You got to have a high power level."
"Wait. You can understand me?"
"Yes. Speedy we gotta get him to the pokemon center."
"Wait! I'm not the only one."
"What?"
"There are plenty of survivors. All of them are pokemon, there are no humans."
"Well that makes sense and now we will only have to notify the center. How many?"
"There are over 50 of them excluding me."
"DAMN!" exclaimed Speedy, "You mean that many pokemon survived? But wait if there was a crash wouldn't we have heard an explosion." 
"Speedy, forget about that right now, this is what we gonna do," said John, "Take this marshtomp to the pokemon center and alert the authorities on what happened."
"Good thing I brought my bike when I followed you. What are you goin' to do?"
"I'm goin' to locate the site and ca-, wait you got your cell phone?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Yeah, I'm goin' over to the crash site and inform you on who's alive and who's dead." He looked towards the marshtomp and asked, "Where is the crash site anyway?"
"It's about 3 miles west of here."
"You crawled on your stomach for 3 miles!" exclaimed Speedy.
"Be amazed later," instructed John, "We both need to get movin'." He turned and looked at the marshtomp. "Do there happen to be any absols, houndooms, or zangooses among the survivors?"
The marshtomp gave John a confused look and said "Yeah, why?"
"Good thing I brought this," John says as he takes out his medication. 
"Is that to stop the seizures," said Speedy.
"Yeah, I'm goin'." John then disappeared leaving nothing but smoke in the place he was standing.
"Whoa, that's fast for a human," said the marshtomp.
"He's a saiyan. He is the fastest person on the island if you ask me. He was able to outrun some of the jolteons at our school, even when they dropped on all fours. He can pass me easily. I can't even pass him when I'm on my bike." explained Speedy. He picked up the marshtomp and put him on his back. He then walked over to a palm tree with a bush under it and a black bike leaning on it. He wrapped the marshtomp's arms around his waist and said "Hold on." The marshtomp replied with a weak grunt and held tighter. He picked up the bike and then swung his leg over it. He then screamed "LET'S GO!" as he placed his feet on the pedal and started moving them at the speed of a plane propeller. He disappeared leaving nothing, but smoke and tire tracks leading the way to the city. 

Speedy arrived at the pokemon center 20 minutes later. This pokémon center was bigger than your average pokémon center. It was a four story building and didn't have just a Nurse Joy. The center actually had a total number of 60 doctors and 180 hospital workers enrolled in it. The head doctor was a man named Dr. Friedman. Nurse Joy was the co-head. Everyone found it strange that the co-head doctor was mainly at the front desk taking in patients. In fact, everyone also found it strange that she was a doctor, yet she was still called Nurse Joy. He quickly leaned his bike against the side of the building and ran inside with the marshtomp half conscious on his back still hanging on. 
"Nurse Joy! I need your help!" exclaimed Speedy. 
"What is it now Speed-OH MY GOD!" said Nurse Joy as she looked up from her desk and saw a boy with blood all over his shirt and the even more bloody marshtomp that he was giving a piggyback ride. She pressed a button on her desk and called in for a stretcher. She then ran from behind her desk with a chansey in pursuit as well. Speedy lifted the marshtomp off of his back and placed it on the floor. Nurse Joy checked the marshtomp's pulse and then asked Speedy what happened.
"He said he got injured from an airship crash," Speedy answered.
"What do you mean airship crash?" enquired Nurse Joy, "Wouldn't we have heard it?"
Speedy then shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's what he told us." 
"What do you mean he told us? You trying to tell me you can understand pokespeech now."
"No, Johnathan can." 
"Johnathan's involved in this? Where is he?"
"Tryin' to locate the crash site from what this lit-," said Speedy but then stopped when he looked at the marshtomp, "Whoops, I mean big guy told us." 
A doctor with two chanseys and a blissey came from the back with a stretcher and some IV. The doctor was the head doctor, Dr. Friedman. He was the same height as John and wore the usual doctor clothes. He had brown eyes, brown hair and a big nose. He was a Caucasian, but his skin color told a different story. He was heavily tanned to a near dark brown complexion. He was walking alongside the stretcher with a clipboard in his hand, reading it at as he walked into the room. 
"Okay Nurse Joy, what is the emergen-, HOLY Shit that fucker's huge," said the surprised doctor.
"Dr. Friedman! You know that kind of language is not allowed," scolded Nurse Joy.
"Yeah, but look at him. This motherfucker already broke or invented a new Guinness World Record."
"Dr. Friedman! Have you forgotten the task at hand? This marshtomp's life is at stake."
"Oh yeah, alright you chanseys and bitcheys, I mean blisseys help me place the patient on the stretcher." The chanseys gave a cheery "chan" in response while the blissey gave a distressed "bliss". While the doctor and the helper pokemon took the marshtomp back to the E.R. Nurse Joy turned around, looked at Speedy and asked "Okay young man, what happened and I want to hear it from the start." Speedy told her what happened from when he and John were talking at the cliff (excluding the suicide part) to when the marshtomp startled them.
"Okay, we can't just wait for him to call back. I'm going to call Officer Jenny and send her with some medical assistance towards this 'site'." 
"Why do you say 'site' like that." 
"How do I really know your telling the truth? How do I know that you or Johnathan weren't the ones who attacked this marshtomp? You come in here with a bloody marshtomp and some jive story about it comes from an airship crash when no one heard any explosions and no notification from the Ikibo Coast Guard. It makes me wonder if you are hiding something. And besides how do I know Johnathan is involved in this anyway? From the way I see him. It seems that he dislikes pokémon. And avoids contact with them at all times."
Speedy had a sudden feeling of déjà vu. That's what I said at the beach too, he thought. But he didn't think it would come to this at the pokémon center. He didn't think it would be a walk in the park either, but he didn't consider something like this. More and more he wished John was here. With a brain like his, he would probably have found something to say that would get him out of this situation.
"Because if I find out you're lying, you'll be in big trouble mister."
"But Nurse Joy, you gotta believe me," pleaded Speedy, "I know I do a lot of bullshit every now and then but I'm telling the truth this time."
"Speedy! Language."
"I'm sorry but you gotta trust me on thi-," said Speedy but was interrupted by his cell phone ringtone of "Just Don't Give A Fuck by Eminem". He quickly reached into his pocket and whipped out his cell phone. He flipped it open and looked at the caller ID which said "John". He pressed the answer button and said, "You don't know how glad I am to hear from you. I'm getting some serious heat from Nurse joy."
"Speedy, what the marshtomp said was an understatement. I've scanned the area and came with a body count of 265."
"265!"
"Well, there are 182 dead bodies to be exact, human and pokémon alike, but more humans with 83 survivors. All of the survivors are pokémon."

John kept running in the direction the marshtomp showed him until he saw a huge chunk of shrapnel about 4 feet tall. It looked like it may have belonged to the airship that the marshtomp was on. But what got him was what was written on it. It was in Japanese. It said "å...ˆè§¦ã‚Œ." Johnathan knew his share of languages so he could easily read it. It meant "The Harbingers". He walked and saw the back of the shrapnel which was mostly covered in blood. John put his hand in his pocket and pulled out his medication. He took two tablets from the small orange bottle to prepare himself for whatever else he was going to see in the site. 

As he walked further into the site. He saw four human dead bodies. They were all wearing dark blue shirts with black pants and white and red striped boots. The shirts carried the same Japanese writing on the shrapnel. Two of the bodies were burnt to a crisp while one was impaled through the stomach on another piece of shrapnel. His ribcage ripped through his skin, exposing his diaphragm and lungs which were hanging out of his midsection, soaked in blood. His small intestines were wrapped around his gut and green liquid was oozing out of them. Another body had its head impaled through a pole. Brain matter and skull particles were scattered all over his face while a bile-like liquid mixed with blood seeped from his head. Surprisingly, Johnathan walked past this scene as if it was nothing (probably because of the medication that he took that he was unaffected by the scene) and continued through the site. He started seeing pokémon now. A charred meowth's body was smoking on the beach alongside other dead bodies, both human and pokémon, all soaked and covered with blood. Limbs were missing from most of their bodies. But what surprised him the most was that most of the pokémon on the beach were supersized. He started seeing bodies packed together in groups and separated as well. A lot of debris was scattered throughout the beach, all bearing the same Japanese writing. He kept walking through checking bodies for pulses, searching for any live persons. This is hopeless, thought Johnathan, that marshtomp is the only thing that survived this crash. Why am I still looking? As if to answer his question, something began to tug at the back of his pants. He looked down and saw a gulpin, just over three feet tall, covered in blood. It was grabbing a hold of his pants and uttering the same words that the marshtomp said "Help me". He looked down at the gulpin in shock. "There are other survivors over there," continued the gulpin and pointed weakly over to the right. Johnathan looked in the direction that the gulpin was pointing towards a bunch of pokémon. Some were unconscious and were still breathing. Some were huddled together, and some were separated. It seems that they moved away from the area of death. He picked up the gulpin slowly, but surely and walked over to the other survivors. Some tried to move away when he approached them but soon fell motionless; some huddled in fear while others just simply stared. He began to scan the pokémon. He saw six zangooses huddled together staring at him, a bunch of eons, luxrays and an individual group of a houndoom, 2 absols, three raichus, a mightyena, a ninetails, a typhlosion, a tyranitar, and a vaporeon. They were all giving him this stare. Their eyes were narrowed, their eyebrows were furrowed, and their were tilted slightly down towards him. Their eyes gave off a menacing glow and a sense of hatred towards the saiyan. John decided to label that stare the death stare. But the one thing that John realized the most was that the majority of them were way bigger than he was. It's a good thing I took my medication before coming here, he thought, I would probably be convulsing right now and be useless to the gulpin I'm now holding. He put down the gulpin and began to slowly approach the group of zangoose first, with his right hand stretched out before him and his left hand down by his side. One male covered in bruises and cuts and was bleeding profusely slowly stood up (it was at least 7 inches taller than John) and when John reached within 3 feet of him. The gulpin suddenly said weakly, "No.....Justin." The zangoose moved his paw and placed it back. John then noticed something different about his paw. The large claws at the end were clean, but as soon as he moved it the tips were covered in blood. John stared at it and noticed that the zangoose was staring downward towards his left hand which he held back. He brought this hand up to his face and saw that his left arm was covered in blood. The top part of his hand had a long wide gash on it. The shirt he was wearing was a blue and long sleeved one and now the left arm of the shirt was completely torn off and on the sandy beach floor. There was another gash proceeding up his forearm as well. As he stared at his arm in horror, the zangoose gave a quick smirk and then suddenly fell forward on top of a surprised John. They both fell down. John slowly pushed the zangoose from on top of him and ripped off the right arm of his shirt and tied it around his left tightly to stop the blood flow. Son of a bitch slit me, thought Johnathan, and to make it worse he was injured and I couldn't see him do it. The power levels I'm reading from this zangoose and the other pokémon are catastrophic. They could easily crush me in battle even if I went super saiyan. "Sorry.... bout Justin," said the gulpin.
John turned around and looked at the gulpin and then scanned the rest of the area. He saw a floatzel and a buizel, a dragonite and quagsire lying by each other, two mews, an alakaz-. Wait a minute, thought John as he put his eyes back on the mews, do I see two mews. One of the mews had long scruffy fur gathered all atop her head. It had blue eyes and had a tail as thick as a mewtwo's. The other one looked normal. The scruffy furred one began to stare at John so hard it was almost as if she was trying to burst a hole through him. John guessed by how both mews look that they were females. The scruffy mew's eyes then started to glow. A few rocks flew past John. A blue aura began to cover his body and then subsided. She then gave him a confused look. It seems she was trying to use psychic on me, John thought. She then stared madly at him seeming to put more effort into it this time. The gulpin besides John began to fly and John quickly grabbed it with his hands, and slowly placed it back to the ground. Now both of the mews were giving him a surprised look. Johnathan started to look around again. All eyes were now on the saiyan boy. He stared too for awhile, until he snapped back to reality and realized he was supposed to call Speedy with a report when he got to the site. He got up and walked through the area and began to scan and count the surviving pokémon. He then quickly went back to the area before and counted the dead bodies. When he was finished, he took his cell phone and called Speedy. It rang a few times until Speedy finally answered.
"You don't know how glad I am to hear from you. I'm getting some serious heat from Nurse Joy."
"Speedy, what the marshtomp said was an understatement. I've scanned the area and came with a body count of 265." John said as walked back to the area where the survivors were.
"265!"
"Well there are 182 dead bodies to be exact, human and pokémon alike but more humans with 83 survivors. They are all pokémon." 

Back at the center
"83 survivors and they are all pokémon," said Speedy
"Let me speak to him," demanded Nurse Joy.
"Okey Dokey," replied Speedy as he handed her the phone.
"Johnathan, you and Speedy are not just giving us a story to bail you two out of trouble are you?"
"Story. Trouble!?" stammered John, "Hold up a second."

Back at the crash site
John ran back to the entrance of the site where the man who was impaled through the stomach was and took a picture of him with his cell phone. Johnathan had modified his and Speedy cell phones so that they could send things like pictures and music to each other from long distances. He sent the picture to Speedy's phone.

Back at the center
Speedy's cell phone then gave a "ding" sound. Nurse Joy pulled it from her ear and looked at the screen. Speedy came to her side and read the screen. The screen said "Image sent from John. Would you like to open it?" 
"Select yes," Speedy said.
"Okay," replied Nurse Joy.
She pressed the button corresponding to the yes command and the picture showed up. Nurse Joy nearly dropped the phone. Speedy on the other hand ran to the nearest trashcan and did some regurgitating.
"Does that look like a joke to you Nurse Joy," said Johnathan
"OH MY GOD! Where are you?" asked Nurse Joy.
"The crash site is located on the eastern side of Fatima Beach."
"Speedy keep talking to John while I call Officer Jenny." Speedy removed his head from the trashcan, grabbed a paper towel from behind Nurse Joy desk, wiped his mouth, and took the phone from her. Nurse Joy then ran behind her desk, picked up her phone and began calling Officer Jenny. 
"Jesus Christ, John!" exclaimed Speedy.
"Yeah, I know it's disturbing," said Johnathan. "She's sending ambulances?"
"Yeah, Officer Jenny too..."
"Good."
"So what kind of pokémon we looking at here,"

John began to walk back to the site and sat down besides the gulpin who was breathing heavily.
"Don't worry. Help is on the way," He said as he placed his hand on top of the huge stomach pokémon.
"What was that," said Speedy.
"I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to a gulpin."
"What kind of pokémon are the survivors?"
Johnathan began to scan the pokémon around him and then said, "Okay we got a gulpin, six zangooses, three sneasels, three raichus, five luxrays, a venusaur, a blaistoise, a charizard, a sceptile, two blazikens, a granbull, a tropius, a bayleef, a murkrow, a feraligatr, a dragonite, a quagsire, two brelooms, a wooper, a floatzel, a buizel, two absols, a typhlosion, a tyranitar, two ninetails, two houndooms, a mightyena."
"Holy shit all of that."
"I'm not finished. I was just catching my breath."
"Well you did say 83. Continue."
"A swellow, a espeon, a flareon, two vaporeons, a jolteon, a umbreon, a glaceon, a scizor, two sandslashes, a cacturne, two empoleons, a alakazam, two arcanines, a machamp, a infernape, a aipom, a riolu, a lucario, a purugly, a skunktank, a lickitung, a torkoal, a hariyama, a golduck, a mr.mime, a duskull, a poliwrath, a nidoking, a nidoqueen, a linoone, a buneary and finally two explouds."
"I don't know what surprises me more. That there are plenty of rare pokémon in front of you that trainers dream of catching or that someone who claims he isn't interested in pokémon easily named each one of these pokémon with no mistakes."
"My father made me remember them."
"Oh...right. Sorry for mentioning that."
"It's okay. Ummm, there are two more pokémon here that I need to mention but I don't know how to say this."
"Well than just say it."
"There are two mews here."
"WHAT!"
"Yep."
"You fuckin with me."
"Nope."
"But isn't there supposed to be only one in the world."
"The two in front of me are telling me something else."
"Whoa, this is big. This is REALLY big. Do you know what would happen if the world found out there was more than one mew in this world."
"No, Speedy. I wouldn't know. And quite frankly Speedy, I don't care what would happen."

15 minutes later, Officer Jenny along with other police officers and 21 ambulances (with four beds in each) came to the site. They quickly made the area a restricted zone and started docking the injured pokémon in the ambulances. But that didn't stop the news reporters from swarming the place with cameras.
"Holy shit, what happened to you?" asked one of the paramedics.
"Well I tried confronting a zangoose and he pretty much showed me he wasn't to be fucked with," replied John. 
"We have a free bed in one of the ambulances. You need attention right away." The paramedics tugged Johnathan towards an ambulance. One of the news reporters tried to ask John a few questions, but were repelled by police officers. They went to the back of the ambulance and inside it was a sceptile, a swellow, and the same zangoose who inflicted the gash. He looked at it. It stared back, giving off a killing intent that made the paramedic holding Johnathan and the paramedic inside the ambulance piss their pants.
"HOLY SHIT!" said the one holding John. He let go of John, backed away, and then began to shiver. The other paramedic stared in shock. The sceptile and the swellow began to laugh.
"You know what. I'm okay. My skin regenerates pretty fast. The gash was pretty wide when he gave it to me. Now it's starting to thin out and reseal itself, It will be healed in a little bit." John said this while slowly backing away. He then turned around leaving the ambulance. But he heard the zangoose utter one word while he was leaving. 
"Pussy".

He decided to ride with Officer Jenny and they arrived at the center along with the ambulances in about 35 minutes.
"Ah," said Dr. Friedman as he walked outside, "I'm finally done with that marshtomp. Now I can kick back and relax." At that moment a large amount of ambulances drove straight past him. The ambulances all parked in front of the pokémon center, blocking the view of the entrance from the outside. The paramedics left their vehicles and began to escort a massive amount of pokémon into the pokémon center. Suddenly a loud voice (probably from Nurse Joy) shouted, "DR. FRIEDMAN!"
"Oh, I don't believe this shit," he groaned as he went back into the center.

Speedy watched as a parade of paramedics with pokémon on their stretchers pass him and one grumpy Dr. Friedman run past him as well. The paramedics kept going back forth through the entrance and back until they brought in all the injured pokémon. Nurse Joy got up from her desk and was about to leave when Speedy said, "Wait a minute, Nurse Joy. Hold up. I know this building is big, but how are they gonna fit all of them in here."
"We have a total of 60 rooms in the building and 140 below the building," replied Nurse Joy curtly.
"Whoa, how did that happen?"
"When the pokémon center was being built here, we discovered a bunch of diglett tunnels below so we excavated them and changed them into hospital rooms. Now if you'll excuse me I have work to do." She said as she turned headed farther into the center. At that moment, Johnathan walked in.
"Hey yo, John," said Speedy.
"Yeah, Speedy," said John.
"You aiight?" asked Speedy as he examined John's arm. The gash on his hand had healed, but the gash on his arm was still showing. 
"Yeah, just a little cut that's all."
"How'd it happen?"
"A zangoose did it to me."
"Man, I woulda kicked its ass for doing that to me."
"Yeah, but the zangoose that did this to me had a power level over 100 times the size of mine. It was injured and its power level was dropping, but it still could destroy me if it wanted to. Imagine how powerful it is at 100%."
"Whoa! Jesus! A 100 times your power level. Are you serious?"
"Yes and the rest of those guys there are monsters as well. I don't think even we could hold a candle to one of them even if we teamed up."
"Damn. So what are we going to do now?"
"I'm gonna wait till they finish healing those pokémon. I need to talk to the marshtomp about something that I saw at the site."
"What's that?"
"I'll tell you later."
"Oh, okay I'ma call my moms and tell her what happened. I'll also tell her to send Jeremy up here."
"Why?"
"Because I want Jeremy to see what a real monster is, if these guys got the power levels you say they have."
"Okay."

Speedy called his house and told his parents what happened. He also asked them to send up Jeremy. John decided to call his house too and let the workers know what happened as well. 15 minutes later the rowdy tyranitar, Jeremy, came in the pokémon center and the cuss fest between him and Speedy began. After 4 hours of waiting. Nurse Joy came back out front and walked towards them.
"We were able to heal all the pokémon and they should be ready to come out by tomorrow," said Nurse Joy.
"May I talk to the marshtomp?" asked John.
"Yes you may. I'll escort you to him. Are you two coming as well?"
"Yes." Speedy replied.
"I don't really care. Technically, I'm gonna have to follow this cunt everywhere he goes, anyways," said Jeremy.
"What did he say" Nurse Joy and Speedy said in unison towards John.
"You don't wanna know. Can we go see the marshtomp?"
"Okay," replied Nurse Joy.
Nurse Joy took John, Speedy, and Jeremy towards the second floor and headed to Ward C where the marshtomp was located. She showed them the room and left them there privately.

"I just wanna say that there's no way to express my gratitude," said the marshtomp, "Thank you for saving us."
"Your welcome," replied John, "You don't have to be so formal. There is something I wanted to ask you."
"What?"
"Who the hell are the harbingers?"
The marshtomp stared at John for a minute and then began to chuckle. "I see you can read Japanese. You're smarter than you look. I guess you're not an idiot like the other one." 
Jeremy smiled and said, "You have no idea." Speedy gave a confused look towards the marshtomp and then Jeremy. He was thinking that they might have been talking about him, but then dismissed it.
"Well first thing first, saiyan, what's your name?" asked the marshtomp.
"Johnathan," replied John, "Yours?"
"Tidus."
"Well, Tidus tell me what happened."
"They call themselves the harbingers as you already know. Technically, I think they call themselves that, because they think it sounds cool, rather than referring to the actual meaning of the word."
"Okay."
"They invaded our city and stole us from our families."
"Wait, did you say city?"
"Legendary pokémon have the power to seal pokémon cities in other dimensions in order to hide them from human filth," Jeremy harshly said as he glared at Speedy, who started to look a little uneasy from the sight Jeremy was giving him. "You can only open portals to other dimensions if you were a pokémon or a saiyan. I was looking for the whereabouts of my sister, Amy, who disappeared four years ago and was hoping to get a lead in the pokémon city on this island. I hijacked a ride on a cruise ship and was on my way to the city when this little bitch stopped me."
"Jeremy! Is that you? It's me, Tidus Stevenson. The son of the legend, Jerek."
"Holy Shit! Tidus, what are you doing here. The whole town is in turmoil looking for you guys. Well actually they sort gave up six months after you guys disappeared. Everybody else in the city already deemed you guys dead. But I never gave up. I guess I was stubborn. You guys were my friends. Hell, I would go as far as saying family. I couldn't accept the fact that you guys were dead. So when I became a tyranitar, I ran away from the city and started looking for the truth. Seeing you makes me feel I didn't waste my time. I'm glad I did come out of the city. Is everyone here?"
"Yeah. Luckily we are all the survivors of the crash. Pays to be a citizen of Soronara City, huh."
"Wait. Amy's here?"
"Yes, from what I hear she is on the same floor down the hall."
"AMMYYYY!" roared Jeremy as he kicked open the door and ran down the hall. Speedy ran after him and closed the door behind him. Echoes of Speedy calling Jeremy's names reverberated outside the door and in the hall.
"I wonder how that's gonna turn out," said John.
"Yeah," said Tidus, "We were gone for like four years like he said and it's not surprising that he's as ecstatic as he is now."
"Okay back to me and you."
"Right. As I was saying we were kidnapped from the city we were living in by the nefarious group called 'The Harbingers'. They have allied themselves with Team Galactic and they both seek one thing from pokémon. Power. But not just from us, but from the legendaries as well."
"What did they need you for?"
"Our city was one of the highest ranking cities in the region. Not just for size and economic standards, but for the strength of the pokémon living there. The area that our city is located in has been marked dangerous. In other words, we are on the 'Do not fuck with' list. Our city was founded by Goku Ogami. A saiyan, just like you." 
Ogami, John thought, that's the same name as mine. Could it be a coincidence?
"So what did they make you do?" asked Johnathan.
Tidus began to bite his lip. Oh god, John thought, here it comes. Tidus then finally opened its mouth and said, "We killed people."
"Should have seen that coming."
"....Why?"
"Because one of the zangoose opened my fore arm and slit my veins that's why. He probably tried to kill me. A normal person would have died, but for some freaking reason, God gave me an incredible recovery rate. But in the end, I still needed to stop the blood flow otherwise I would have died anyway."
"I'm sorry we caused you so much trouble," said Tidus who began to look down. It almost seemed he was about to cry.
"Hey he was just defending himself right?" 
"I wish I could believe that."
"What?"
"They forced us to kill a lot of humans and pokémon. But most of the hits were humans. The same kind that was forcing us to do there bidding were the ones we were killing at the same time. We could do whatever we wanted to the targets. We could kill them fast or kill them slowly. It didn't matter as long as they were dead at the end of the day or by a certain time, mission complete. Some of us even started to enjoy the killing. Hell, even loved it. We were starting to look forward to our next hits so we could release our anger and hatred upon them. Hell, it even became conversation. We were talking about it as if it was some sort of sport. Conversations like 'Hey how'd you kill that lawyer last night' 'Yo man you should have been there. I took off his briefcase handle, shoved it down his throat and ripped it back out of his neck along with his vocal chords' 'Yeah man I had to kill a doctor. I was kinda hungry so I ripped open his abdomen and had a surgery of my own. A nurse came and I wanted to have a little fun. So I punched her in her jugular hard enough so she couldn't talk and then slit her ankles and watched her crawl around a little bit. Then I decided to give her a break. I took the doctors long intestines, tied it around her neck and hung her by the ceiling.' That's pretty horrible isn't it, John."
Tidus looked up and saw John had a nervous expression on his face.
"What's the matter?" asked Tidus.
"That's pretty sick. Did you really have to tell me that?"
"Sorry, but that's how some of us, well most of us think right now. And from what I know about the zangooses they would have done that to you whether you helped them or not. They became just as cruel and sick minded as our captors."
"Eh, you're not like them."
"Oh, really. How would you know that?" asked Tidus. 
"Because if you were I'd be dead right now."
"I could be waiting until the coast is clear, snap your neck, climb through the air vent, disable the electricity which would cause the doors and windows to lock, and start a little massacre of my own within the center."
"..."
"It was a joke."
"Man, bullshit man nobody jokes like that."
"Seriously, it was a joke."
"I'm gonna tell Nurse Joy to send all of you muthafuckas to a psychiatrist for a psychiatric evaluation. Cuz that ain't no 'ha ha' fuckin' joke that was a 'threat to the society' kind of joke'.
"Whatever. Like I was saying earlier, some of the pokémon here are highly dangerous because of The Harbingers. And pretty much like you said they gave up and decided to die on the beach. I wasn't gonna let it happen. I always wished that something would release me from that hell. As crazy as it sounds when the airship blew up I thought that was my wish being granted. And when we landed on that beach I took that as my chance at life again. While I was crawling those three miles all I could think about was going home and seein my family."
"Wait. I thought you said the ship crashed."
"I lied. I didn't know if could trust you yet. Now I know I can."
"It wouldn't have a difference. It exploded, it crashed. That wouldn't have changed the situation.
" So what really happened on the ship?"
"We happened on that ship."
"Huh?"
"You saw a houndoom at the site right?"
"Yeah, actually there were two houndooms at the site. Why?"
"Well one's a boy and the other's a girl. They're siblings. Well right now I want to talk about the male. His name is Jason. He's one of the older guys. Well not really that old, he's 16 but he's one of oldest in our group. He always was talking bout escaping and killing all the human 'cocksuckers' (as he called them) on the ship. Until today, this morning, he did something. One of the grunts was giving us breakfast and Jason started moanin and groanin. The guy was a new guy and probably didn't know that he wasn't supposed to open the cages under any circumstances whatsoever. Poor bastard. Opened the cage to check on Jason and got his head ripped off.....slowly. After that, Jason took the grunts keys, opened all the cages, and we had ourselves a little riot."
"Wait a minute, you guys have power levels over 50 million and need a key to open up a cage. And you trying to tell me all of you guys are under 17?"
"The answer to your first question was that they have some ki absorption device placed on the cages. If you even grazed the bar, you would be paralyzed until all the ki from your body was absorbed. The answer to your second question is yes. A bunch of teenagers survived a blast from 30,000 feet in the air. But why does that surprise you? You're probably around my age and you have a pretty high power level......for a saiyan."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"The saiyans I've encountered so far were weaklings compared to you. I'm actually kind of impressed with you."
"Why? I mean your power level is way higher than mine. I couldn't even touch it if I was to go super saiyan right now"
"You can go super saiyan?!"
"We're goin off subject here."
"Oh, right. Time for me to ask you a question. What was the body count at the beach?"
"265."
"There were 786 people on that ship. Wanna guess what happened to them?"
"Revenge?"
"Revenge."
"A massacre huh."
"More like a freakin' holocaust."
"So how did the explosion happen?"
"While the killin was goin on, a stray thunderbolt hit the generator for the ship. With these power levels it could only mean one thing."
"In-in-in-in-instant explosion!"
"Heh heh, yeah."
Suddenly the door opened and the nurse from before came in and said, "Excuse me, do you happen to be with a brown haired boy with a tyranitar?"
"Yes, why?"
"Because the tyranitar has made an attempt to attack one of the nurses while she was performing a procedure. May I ask you to help us escort them out of the building?"

As John walked outside the pokémon center, alongside Speedy and Jeremy.
"The hell happened to you two in there?"
"This guy here went psycho over some other tyranitar in the building," answered Speedy.
"It was my sister you fuck."
"What he say?" asked Speedy. John translated.
"Okay, I understand it was your sister, but you went a little too crazy. You knocked down the fuckin' door and tried to attack the nurse when she put the IV in her."
"I'm not gonna let no human filth touch my sister!" said Jeremy.
"Are you a racist?" asked John.
"No."
"Then what's with all the human filth comments. Not all humans are bad."
"Humans are the ones who stole my sister from me. Humans are the ones that capture us, make us battle each other and in the end, the humans get all the praise and satisfaction while we do all the work and hang out in the dust. Humans have wars over lands and destroy the planet. I call 'em as I see 'em."
"Humans are also the ones who are keeping your sister alive."
Jeremy was silenced by this.
"Not all humans are the same. Matter of fact if it wasn't for this human," Johnathan said as he pointed towards Speedy, "You probably would have never found her in the first place. If you gave Speedy a try you'll see how good humans can be as well. Even though he's an asshole most of the times." Speedy began to shrug. "He can really be a good friend if you let him."
Jeremy looked at Speedy and then at John and then finally said, "Whatever."
"Okay with that said and done. Who wants to go to my house and get into some dumb shit?"
"Alright!" said Speedy enthusiastically, while Jeremy just gave a sigh.
And with that the three of them left the pokémon center.

7 hours later, Speedy and Jeremy left John's house to go home.
The time was 10:00. John had nothing to do so he decided to watch the news. He went to his living room and turned on his 72" inch HD TV set.
"This morning a mysterious airship unknown and unheard by the citizens of Ikibo City has crashed on Fatima Beach," said the news anchorman, "The site was found by two high school students from the Ikibo High School going by the names of Johnathan Ogami and Speedy Derickson." News spread pretty freakin fast, thought John. Camera footage of the site then started to show on the television.
Horrific images of the torn and burnt bodies were then being displayed. Then the camera was focused on John and the paramedic who were heading for the ambulances.
"We tried to question ,Johnathan Ogami, the person who found the site. But he gave no comment. We also found on a piece of the airship some Japanese descriptions which are now being translated. Police had made contact with the Far East and assured that the Air craft did not come from there. The total body count found on the beach was 265, with 182 dead and 83 survivors. All of the survivors are pokémon. Police believe that there is a possibility that more people were on the ship. Nurse Joy is now trying to locate shelters to put them in with no success so far. Wait. Hold on a minute. We just now received word that the airship belonged to an uprising criminal group called The Harbingers. It seems that they were using the same pokémon to kill persons who could thwart their plans. Over 120,000 people were killed by this villainous group and their pokémon. They used the Japanese descriptions in order to throw off the police on the identities of their whereabouts."
John turned off the TV. Shit, John thought, good luck putting them in a shelter now Nurse Joy. John then began to think about the situations. Why am I bumming myself out over this, thought John, It's not like I can do anything. Then all of a sudden a stray thought came to his mind that he immediately tried to dismiss but couldn't get rid of it. I can't take those guys in, John thought, I can barely keep myself alive and besides they're all murderers. They would probably kill me if I tried to help them anyways. Thoughts of the zangoose started to invade his mind and send shivers down his spine. "Most of us think that way." Tidus's words began to echo throughout John's mind. "Our city was founded by Goku Ogami. A saiyan, just like you." Ogami, John thought, what if these guys were the answer to my problems. What if they can show me who my real family is. I could still have relatives that are alive in this world. Sure I have money and big house. But do I have anyone who loves me. All my life everyone I love has died because of me. Sure Speedy's a good friend. But he's still isn't family. He has a family to go home. If he has wins an event. He has his mom and dad to congratulate him. If he makes bad grades, He has his mom and dad to scold him. I have a perfect G.P.A., have my own house, have two jobs, makes more money than an average person makes in their lifetime and all I get is a bunch of butlers and maids, one being Indian who probably talks shit behind my back saying 'dinner will be ready in 15 minutes asshole'. How long will it be until Speedy dies? Then a thought crossed his mind, maybe I should try calling that doctor. He left the living room and went up the stairs to his bedroom. He entered his bedroom went to the pantry and started looking for the card. Maybe she can help me with this situation. After three minutes of searching he found the card with Dr. Kimoji's name on it. He went to the telephone and decided to dial her cell phone number instead of the work. He didn't feel like waiting. After three rings she answered the phone, "Hello, Dr. Kimoji speaking."
"Hello Doctor, it's me John. The guy with the seizure."
"Oh, hi. You've become quite the celebrity now."
"Yes, do you remember the thing about the seizures?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well, the truth is that there was a connection between the pokémon and the seizures."
"I had suspected so."
"The truth is. That ninetails was one of the species that killed my foster parents. There are also more pokémon species responsible for that as well. Whenever I see one of them, they remind of the incidents and that what causes the seizures. I even have nightmares over them."
"I'm glad you told me this. If you want I can arrange some sessions to help you break these traumatic experiences."
"Actually, I have a better idea."
"What is that?"
"Remember the pokémon that me and my friend rescued earlier on today?"
"Yes, why?"
"All the species that remind me of the experience are there. And I was thinking of takin them in."
There was a pause on the other end and then suddenly Dr. Kimoji said, "Johnathan do you know how dangerous that is? I admit those pokémon were forced to kill. But the fact that they don't hesitate to kill makes them extremely dangerous."
"I know, but maybe we can help each other out for the better."
"What do you mean?"
"They help me with my problems with pokémon and I help them with their problems with humans."
"But you're a saiyan."
"Yeah, but they don't know that yet. What I'm tryin to say is that. A long time ago, my father, Rico Velázquez saved a pokémon a few years ago when he was still alive. The pokémon was a cold hearted killer who hated humans just liked these guys. It was a scizor. It made ours lives a living hell for four months. I had asked him one day 'Why are you doing this daddy. He obviously hates and despises us. Why do you go through the trouble?' and then he say 'John, I saved this scizor's life. When I saved this scizor's life I became responsible for it's life as well. If you save someone. It makes no sense to let that someone ruin his life or get himself killed. Otherwise you have wasted your time. And I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make sure that this scizor doesn't do that. He's is known by other people to be nothing but a ruthless murderer. They will kill him before they even let him back into the wild. That would be a waste of time. I would not be able to live knowing that same someone's life just so that it can be taken from them. Besides, this scizor was not a killer all of his life. There has to be some good in him left and I won't stop until I find it. Even if this scizor drives me to my grave. I will not give up on him. Because if I was in the position he was in. I would wish the person who saved my life, wouldn't give up on me either. And if a time comes in your life that you save someone else's life. I hope you do the same thing I would do.' That scizor was eavesdropping and heard that speech. And from that day forth he was my father's bodyguard and risked his life to save him."
"...you remembered that word for word?"
"I cherished every moment that I spent with my father."
"You're father seems like he was a great man. And it sounds like there is nothing that I can say to stop you now. So promise one thing. Be careful and if you have any problems call me."
"Okay."
"And one more question."
"What's that?"
"Do you really think that you can take care of 83 pokémon at once?"
"I make over $350,000 a year. It's time to put that to use."

It took Johnathan 15 minutes to get dressed and reach the pokémon center. He ran all the way. The time was 11:30. And Nurse Joy seemed stressed out at her desk.
"Nurse Joy! How's everything going?" asked John.
"Pure hell. If I don't find homes for these pokémon in three days, we're going to have to let them loose. So far it looks like that's what we are gonna have to do. And that's like giving them an execution. What are you doing out here so late?" replied Nurse Joy.
"So they are still free right?"
"Yes, but where are you going with this."
"I remember reading somewhere in the pokémon center's policy that when you bring in injured pokémon you have the right for ownership."
"No...Johnathan you aren't considering-."
"Yes I am."
"But John. That means you'll have to become a pokémon trainer."
"So be it, register me."
"John, you honestly think you can take care of 83 pokémon."
"I got enough room, enough money, let's just see."
"You know how dangerous this is?"
"I've made up my mind, Nurse Joy."
"Fine, here are the papers."
After 2 minutes John finished the paperwork and handed it to Nurse Joy.
"Congratulations. You are the first trainer in the world to ever catch 83 pokémon in one shot."
"That's true. Probably gonna be in the Guinness World Record Book."
"Okay. Luckily for you, Professor Birch is scheduled to come to the island tomorrow. I'll call him and tell him to bring a pokedex for you."
"Can you make it two?"
"Why?"
"My friend Speedy has a tyranitar remember? He didn't register himself as a pokémon trainer yet knowing him and he doesn't have a pokedex either."
"That's Speedy. Come in the morning with him to get your pokémon and pokedexs."
"Yes ma'am, Have a good night."
"You just made it better."
"That's what I'm here for."
That night John went to sleep, and he had no nightmares.

He woke up at 6:30 the next morning and did his regular morning routine. He was ready and fully dressed by 6:50. He went to the phone and then dialed Speedy's house number.
After the first ring the phone picked up.
"Hello," answered Speedy.
"You're the only guy I know that would catch a pokémon and forget to register," John said.
"Oh shit."
"You don't even have a pokedex either. Look at you."
"Wait. Wait. Wait. When did you become mister big shot pokémon critic anyway?"
"Last night."
"Muthafucka say what."
"Probably sayin' that you're gay," a voice said in Speedy's background.
"I see. Jeremy caught up to your morning time."
"Yeah. The first few days he was cranky, but now he's used to it."
"Alright, come on. Let's meet at the pokémon center. I've arranged for your registration and our pokedexs."
"Whoa that's great, but did you say our pokedexs? Does that mean..."
"Yeah I'll become a pokémon trainer."
"You're gonna be a pokémon trainer. Aiight. Shit. It's bout time muthafucka. Join the ranks."
"TRADE ME!" was heard in Speedy's background.
"You heard him? What did he say?"
"You don't wanna know Speeds, and besides you gotta join the ranks. I registered last night."
"Muthafucka you registered without me."
"Cuz your useless bitch. Like that Sakura bitch on that Naruto anime. Useless," was heard in Speedy's background.
"I can't understand you, but I know you talkin' shit. Keep it up muthafucka, keep it up. You goin' find you ass in this pokeball all day though," replied Speedy to his tyranitar. Grumbling was heard in the background. "So what time do you wanna meet there, John."
"Let's meet at 8:00."
"Aiight, later."
"Yeah."

John headed into the dining room, sat at the table and ate eggs, bacon, and 5 pancakes for breakfast. When he was finished he got up from the table and was about to leave the room. When he heard.
"Excuse me, sir."
He turned around. It was Bentley. His French butler.
"I overheard your conversation on the phone and was wondering if you would like me to call a pokémon breeder, sir," said Bentley.
"No. I'ma do this on my own. Stop callin me sir," replied John
"But my protocol-" 
"Man. Fuck the protocol. I'm tired of this sir shit. I'ma call you Bentley, and you goin call me Johnathan."
"Excuse me sir," said a maid when she entered the room.
"AUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHH!" Johnathan screamed.
Four more maids and four more butlers ran into the room all saying in unison, "sir."
"I HAVE HAD IT. WITH THESE GODDAM PROTOCALS AND THESE GODDAM SIRS. THEY PISSIN ME THE FUCK OFF."
Everybody started to give John a surprised look. John went out the room and came back with a stack of papers and gave every maid and butler a piece of paper.
"On these pieces of papers you gonna write down these "sir" protocols and you know what you gonna do. John grabbed a piece a piece of paper and started to ball it up. "You are gonna take these papers after that. Rolled them up real nice. And imagine that the guy who taught you these protocol was here.
Then take these pieces of paper and shove those sumofabitches right up the protocol guy's CANDYASS!" When he came to last part he did a shoving motion with the paper balls.
"I do not wanna hear the word sir again. Peace, I am out of this muthafucka."
The moment he walked out the door and was a good distance away from the house. All of the maids and butlers said, "Asshole."
"Can you believe this muthafucka," said Bernard, "First he's Arnold Schwarzenegger now he's Samuel L. Jackson. Next thing you know he'll be pretending to be Mark Wahlberg. Tall rude shit."

At 8:05, John met Speedy at the pokecenter.
"Aiight. You ready?" asked Speedy.
"Where's Jeremy?" asked John.
"I stayed true to my word. His ass is in the pokeball."
"Okay then let's go."
The two boys walked into the pokémon center. And the first person they saw was Professor Birch on top of Elliot, while Tidus was walking around.
"The strength and power level you have at your age is remarkable. Don't mean to be rude but you guys are monsters," said Birch. Birch then drew his attention to the two boys who entered the center. "Ah, you must be Johnathan and Speedy."
Tidus and the gulpin both disappeared and reappeared on top of John, engulfing him in a big hug. Professor Birch however landed on his backside.
"Their speed is incredible as well. I couldn't see them move," said Birch while he rubbed his butt, "And it seems they like you already. That makes you the perfect trainer for them."
'What that's, youre taking them in?" asked Speedy.
"Now Speedy. Don't get-" said Johnathan.
"I commend you on taking the task and responsibility of raising 83 pokémon, including two mews," interrupted Birch. He then went to the back of the pokémon center and started going through his bag.
"WHHHAAATTT!" screamed Speedy, "You son of a bitch."
"Speedy, I know what you gonna say." 
"This ain't fuckin fair, man. I start with one and you start off with muthafuckin' 83. This shit ain't fair man."
"Speedy, you know I'm the most qualified person to do this. Besides no one would have taken them in because of the shit that was said on the news. And besides you-. Hey guys can you let go of me now."
The marshtomp and gulpin looked at John and said, "Huh."
"I kinda can't move."
They both let go of him and said "Sorry."
"Like I was sayin, don't say that you could have probably taken care of any of them, because knowin your moms. She woulda sended yo ass right back here," continued John.
Speedy began to shrug.
"All right you two, here are your pokedexs," said Birch as he came back over to them with a blue and a black pokedex.
"I'll take the blue," said Speedy.
"I'll take the black," said John.
"And here's your army of pokémon," said Birch as he handed John a black garbage bag full of pokeballs and two separate pokeballs to which he indicated belonged to Tidus and the gulpin.
"John, let's go to your house and let them out," Speedy said.
"Yeah," replied John.
"Wait a minute you two," said Birch, "You must take good care of those pokémon and be cautious. There is a reason why they are in their pokeballs and this gulpin and marshtomp aren't."
Both the gulpin and Tidus started to look down.
"And if you want to let them out. Let them out separately. It's way to dangerous to let them all out at once, understood?"
"Yes, sir," said John and Speedy in unison.
"Good. Also I see some potential in you two and I want to ask you boys a favor."
"What's that?" asked John.
"I was wondering if you can fill the pages of those pokedexs."
"How we do that?" asked Speedy.
"Just scan every pokémon that you see on your travels."
"Oh, okay."
"Contact me if you guys have any problems," said Birch as he gave Speedy his card.
"Okay Professor Bitch, whoops, I mean Birch."
"Eh, it happens," said Birch with a sigh.
"Okay, bye."

John, Speedy and the other pokémon started walking towards John's house. 
"Hey yo, you remember what Birch said about callin' him. I don't think I'll do it. He sounds a little bit like a pedophile," said Speedy.
"How can you say that you don't even know the guy?"
"I call 'em as I see 'em."
"You're starting to sound like Jeremy."
"I just wanted to say thank you for takin' us in John. I don't know what we do if it wasn't for you," said Tidus.
"Yeah, thanks," said the gulpin.
"Get off his dick," said Jeremy. Speedy had let him out during the walk.
"Fuck you bitch," replied the gulpin.
"Who you callin a bitch, ya little pussy."
"At least this little pussy didn't get his ass kicked AND caught by a human."
"Why you little," Jeremy said as he began charging up.
"Bring it on," said the gulpin began charging as well.
The ground began to shake and rock particles started to fly in the air.
"Stop it, you two," demanded John.
The two immediately stopped charging and addressed their attention to John.
"Save that shit for when we get to the house, not here," said Speedy. The two pokémon smirked at each other and started walking with the others.
"Hey gulpin, what's your name?" asked John.
"Oh yeah, it's Elliot."
"Well as you should know by now. My name is Johnathan. And it's nice too meet you."
"Right back at ya."
They walked for about 15 minutes until they made it to John's house. They decided to go around the house instead of going through it to the backyard. A huge field covering 60 acres of land was behind the house. A perfect training ground and battle field.
"Now before y'all settle y'all differences. I was thinking about what Birch said and I decided I don't really give a shit."
"Whatcha' talking bout John," said Speedy.
"This." John took the bag filled with pokeballs, opened it and threw all the pokeballs in the air.
"JOHNATHAN, NO!" screamed Tidus, "YOU DON'T KNOW THEM LIKE I DO. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'LL DO."
"I don't care," said John as he took his medication out, popped two pills in his mouth and swallowed.
The balls hit the ground and a sea of pokémon filled out the area in front of them. One pokeball landed right in front of him. It opened to reveal a houndoom. It was a staggering six foot ten.
It had the usual look for a houndoom and was bristling with muscles.
"Hey my name is Johnath-"
"I don't give a shit," said the houndoom. The houndoom then spit on John's face.
"Well this is the start of a wonderful relationship."