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The Draenei and the Wolf

I’ve been getting back into writing fiction lately, mainly fanfiction. As I play World of Warcraft, I get that urge to write stories about my characters.

This story is about my draenei hunter Florinn and his wolf, Al’i – formerly Lanseril – and how they first met. This isn’t how hunter characters get their pets in the game – they start out with their animals at level 1. Before Warcraft’s Cataclysm, hunters had to wait until level 10 to acquire their pet. I wanted to make Florinn and Al’i’s meeting different from the game.

The Lanseril and Florinn names were inspired from the Forgotten Realms’ Knights of Myth Drannor characters. I changed the name to Al’i because I wanted to have something a little more original. Al’i comes from Muhammad Ali – and there are a few boxing references in this story.

This story isn’t too long in length, but it does have action. Below is a sample from the story.

Florinn took a deep breath as he aimed his crossbow at the glass bottle on the tree stump. After exhaling, he released the trigger and watched as the bolt flew from his crossbow and knocked the bottle off the stump.

As he walked toward the fallen beer bottles, a bear leapt from the nearby bushes and pounced on the pile of bottles littering the snow. The draenei stared at the animal for a moment and reached out to pet it when he heard a grizzled voice shout from over his shoulder “That’s enough Bru.”

The bear gave Florinn a smirk, then trotted back to his dwarven master three feet away. Florinn waved at the dwarf before retrieving his bottles and placing them in his bag.

Carrying his bag of bottles and crossbow over his shoulder, Florinn made his journey back to the Sweet Suds Brewhall. He smiled at the sound of his hooves crunching in the snow and the brisk air brushing against his blue skin and short spiky black hair. The draenei had spent the several days in Dun Morogh, staying at the brewhall.

Dun Morogh was a refreshing change for the draenei. Although his home was in Azuremyst Isle, Florinn enjoyed the snowy hills, the animals and landscape. He also found himself enjoying the company of the dwarven people, and the way their beer was an interesting contrast to the elven wine and alcohol he drank back home. His parents back home had given him their blessing to leave the Exodar and explore Azeroth.

Florinn entered the brewhall and found the seat at his usual table under the several pictures of boxers that decorated the walls.

Vera the bartender came over and handed him his usual pint of stout before returning to the counter. He sipped his brew as he heard a group of adventurers from the back of the brewhall, discussing their encounter with a group of wendigo.

During target practice two days ago, Florinn had helped this group days earlier fend off a group of troggs that attacked them. Although the group expressed their gratitude to him, Florinn never worked up the courage to sit with them later that evening, mainly because they never asked him. He always been shy, ever since he was a child. Although he rarely talked to anyone, the idea of walking into a situation uninvited and being rejected kept him at a distance.

The draenei’s nose picked a hint of hops, signaling the arrival of one of the few friends Florinn made during his time in Dun Morogh, the brewmaster Malgin Barleybrew.

Two days into Florinn’s stay at the brewhall, Malgin introduced himself to Florinn and shared a conversation and beer with the draenei. They bonded over their mutual love of alcohol and boxing. Florinn revealed to the dwarf he had taken boxing lessons when he was a child, before he and his family left for Azeroth. Malgin had been a boxer before becoming a brewmaster.

The dwarf took a chair next to Florinn and wiped his brow. “Another day of brewing makes the throat thirsty,” Malgin rattled off, putting a pint in front of Florinn. The draenei swigged the brew and twitched as the malty flavor hit his lips.

“We’re brewing Rhapsody Pale Ale,” Malgin said, noticing the absent look on Florinn’s face, then noticed the table of adventurers. “You need to make more friends lad.”

Florinn shrugged and sipped his ale once more. Malgin sighed and drank his beer before asking “Have you even found a pet?”

The draenei shook his head. “I met a bear after I finished target practice, but it already had a master.”

Malgin shook his head again. “These things take time. I’m sure you’ll find a companion.” The draenei nodded before finishing his stout. The dwarf was about to order another ale as Vera returned to the table,” Before you drink too much, we need some more firewood.”

To read the story, follow the link.


Poke Post: Serves Up


This is one of the pieces I submitted to the Pokecharms Flash Fiction Starter contest.

Ethan and his Squirtle arrived at the tennis court just after dawn. The state tennis tournament would begin in a few hours and Ethan wanted to get some last-minute practice in before his first match.

“All right buddy, show me what you got,” Ethan said to the his Pokemon as he placed his athletic bag to the side.

Squirtle nodded as Ethan placed a bucket full of tennis balls on the other side of the net. The Pokemon stood next to the bucket, grabbed one of the tennis balls and threw it in the air while Ethan moved to the opposite side of the court. As the tennis ball started to descend, Squirtle used his water gun attack and sent the ball toward Ethan, who hit the ball with a forearm shot.

Squirtle continued to send tennis balls over the net while Ethan hit them over the Pokemon’s head with different forearm and backhand shots. This had been their routine for the last few months.

When Ethan started playing tennis for his high school, Squirtle became upset because he spent less time with his trainer. After Ethan noticed his Pokemon’s feelings, he told Coach Brian, who suggested he have Squirtle practice with him. It started with Squirtle cooling off Ethan on hotter days and helping carry his bag, but the two developed this practice drill after Coach Brian’s automated tennis ball thrower broke down.

Practicing together not only brought the two closer, but it also helped Ethan refine his shots and returns and improve his conditioning as well as his confidence. When they started, Ethan could only hit one or two out of every six shots. Now he’s averaged five to six. Squirtle was proud to see Ethan’s progress, which culminated in his friend winning his first district tennis championship. Coach Brian asked Squirtle to go with Ethan to the state tournament as he would not be able to make it because of a prior commitment.

After Squirtle sent the last tennis ball over, Ethan hit a lob shot and watched as the ball landed in the bucket. “That’s it for now buddy,” Ethan said as they quickly retrieved the rest of the tennis balls and placed them back in the bucket.

Ethan took a swig of water as Squirtle, who wanted to test his friend’s reflexes, took one of the tennis balls and tossed it at his friend. Ethan batted it back and accidently hit Squirtle in the face.

“Oh no Squirtle, I’m sorry,” Ethan said as he picked up Squirtle, who now had a small bump on his head. Squirtle pointed to Ethan’s watch, pointing out they needed to register for the tournament, then smiled as he touched the knot and let his friend know he was fine.
After they were finished at the tennis court, Ethan and Squirtle walked over to the wall with the bracket mounted on it. “Looks like I’ll be facing the No. 3 seed,” Ethan said after he found his name next to the No. 6 seed.

Squirtle shook his head and pointed to the words “District 7 champion” underneath Ethan’s name, assuring his friend he had the skills to make it far in the tournament. They registered and walked to the fieldhouse and waited for Ethan’s match to begin.

When the announcer called his name, Ethan made his way to the court, greeted his opponent and waited for the match to begin.

Ethan missed the first serve, which set the pace of the match as he dropped his first four points. He rallied back with two points, but his opponent finished with a lob shot to win the first set.

During the match, Squirtle watched Ethan’s opponent’s movements and shots, which were similar to what they had practiced. The Pokemon used his body to mimic some of those movements and flexed his muscles to encourage Ethan to be more aggressive.

Squirtle’s pep talk seemed to work as Ethan successfully returned his opponent’s shots and score the first five points. After he dropped the next two points, Ethan finished the set with a backhand shot.

The third set was closer than the first two with Ethan and his opponent trading points. Ethan managed to break away with a two-point lead after landing a slice, then followed it up with a serving face for the win.

After the match was over, Ethan shook his opponent’s hand and ran over to hug Squirtle.

“Thanks for believing in me and all of your help,” he said. Squirtle embraced his friend and together they went back to the locker room to wait for Ethan’s next match.

PokePost: Pokemon Fable

Another fanfiction submission for Bulbapedia. This one has to do with a Pokemon character – specifically Ash Ketchum – learning a lesson.

Ash Ketchum and Clemont stood across from one another as Talonflame flew through air, releasing a flamethrower on a snowman that melted within seconds.

The Pokemon trainer from Pallet Town was days away from challenging the Snowbelle gym leader Wulfric for the Iceberg Badge. He, Clemont, Serena and Bonnie made it to Snowbelle City a few days before Christmas. The four decided to spend the Christmas holiday in the city, with Ash intent on spending the majority of his time training.

As they unpacked their bags at the Pokemon center, Clemont and Ash discussed battle strategies. Knowing Wulfric used ice Pokemon, Ash’s first choice was Talonflame. While Talonflame’s first gave it an advantage, his flying put him at a disadvantage. Ash decided to focus on using Talonflame’s speed to avoid any ice attacks Wulfric’s Pokemon might throw at him.

“That just leaves two other Pokemon,” Ash whispered as Talonflame completed a circle overhead.

Almost as if he was reading his mind, Ash heard Clemont ask him,” What other Pokemon are you going to use?”

Ash smiled. “I can always count on Pikachu in a pinch,” he said. “I was also thinking of having Greninja as clean up.”

Clemont tilted his glasses. “A water type against an ice. That’s not very effective.”

Ash shrugged. “Maybe not, but I was thinking of using Greninja’s speed.”

Clemont stood back as Serena walked over. “Everyone, my delicious Pokepuffs are ready,” she said as Clemont smiled.

Ash shook his head. “Thanks Serena, but I’ll eat later,” he said.

“Ash Ketchum, that’s the third time you’ve said that today,” Serena said with irritation in her voice. “You already missed breakfast and lunch. All you’ve been doing is training. You have to eat sometime.”

“I will Serena, I promise,” Ash said as he watched her away in a huff. “She doesn’t usually get upset when we’re training.”

“Well you usually don’t miss this many meals,” Clemont replied. “She’s right, all you’ve been doing is training. I’m going to wrap the gifts I got you, Serena and Bonnie. You should come inside. I heard there was supposed to be a snowstorm coming in.”

Ash scrunched up the parka he wore. “I’ll join you later,” he said. “I’ve got more training to do I’m going to walk around the forest and find a good spot.”

Clemont sighed before he bid Ash farewell. Ash glanced down at Pikachu, who stared at Ash with concern. “Hey buddy, are you ready for more training?”

Pikachu tilted his head as his stomach let out a growl. “Get some food first,” Ash said with a laugh. “I’ll join you shortly.” After Pikachu shook his head, his stomach let out another growl.

“I’ll be fine, really,” Ash said, watching his Pokemon blush.

Pikachu watched Ash walked deeper into the forest before heading inside.


Ash ventured deeper into the forest as the snow started coming down. He had trouble picking out a good spot to train, scouting the area for at least an hour before a grove next to a cave. He spent an hour training with Greninja and Talonflame. He brought out Noibat and Hawlucha, who were both cold. He continued the training until the snow started coming down hard.

“I’ll continue training in this spot tomorrow,” he said, calling back Talonflame and Greninja. Before he could walk away, a large snow pile fell from the tree and crashed on him, soaking his parka. He sighed as the snow and wind hindered his vision.

Realizing it was too dangerous to go back to the Pokemon Center, Ash reached his arms out, and walked forward, hoping to find something solid – or someone friendly. Once felt solid rock, he held on to it until he reached what he thought was the mouth of a cave. He continued into the cave and called out Talonflame.

“Hey Talonflame, do you think you could provide some light?” he asked. The Pokemon smiled at Ash and lit a group of twigs on the ground, providing some fire.

Talonflame shivered for a moment as Ash moved close to the fire. “Thank you, now get some rest,” he said before staring into the fire, hoping he wouldn’t be in the cage for too long. His thoughts then turned to his friends at the Pokemon Center, specifically Serena.

“If only she could see me now,” Ash said before he laid down next to the fire. “I’m sure she’d lay it into me.”

“I’m worried about him,” Serena said as she stared out the window, waiting for Ash to appear.

“I’m sure Ash will return soon,” Clemont said as he tried his best to hide the present from Bonnie.

“Yeah Serena, don’t worry,” Bonnie added before Dedene gave a reassuring cry.

Serena glanced down at Pikachu, who was as worried as she was. She had seen Ash tell Pikachu to go inside and get some food.

“He shouldn’t be gone for this long,” Serena said. “Do you think we should go out there and look for him?” asked the concerned Pokemon. Pikachu thought about it, then nodded.

“You’re right Pikachu,” she added. “Ash wouldn’t just sit here.”

Before Serena could grab her coat, Clemont stood in front of the door. “You’ll need something to keep you warm. And luckily I have just the thing.”

“The future is now, thanks to science,” he said, presenting what appeared to be a thick wool onesie. He pressed the left sleeve as it began to glow. “I’ve bought this specifically for Ash’s training in Snowbelle City. It’s a suit that also keeps you warm.”

Serena quickly put the garment on over her clothes, then grabbed her coat. “I won’t be gone for long,” she said. She opened the door as Pikachu stepped forward. “You should stay here Pikachu.” The Pokemon wouldn’t budge, until Clemont presented him with a smaller version of the thermal suit.

“I made a Pokemon-sized one as well,” Clemont said as Pikachu let out a joyful cry and threw on the clothing.

Serena and Pikachu walked outside, hoping to find their friend.

Ash sat quietly as the snow continued to fall outside. Part of him wondered if he could make it back to the Pokemon Center, even in the snowstorm. He didn’t want to put his Pokemon at risk. Talonflame, Greninja, Hawlucha and Noibat were safe in their pokeballs. Ash only brought out Talonflame to start a fire, then put him back in.

“It looks like I’m going to be stuck here for Christmas,” Ash said, missing his friends. He remembered Serena’s words, cautioning him about focusing too much on his training. “She’s right. I’ve spent way too much time training. If I wasn’t so dead set on getting ready for my gym battle, I’d be back at the Pokemon Center.”

Just then, Ash watched as the Pokemon came out of their Pokeballs and quickly huddled around their trainer. “Thanks guys,” Ash said. Greninja and Talonflame began going deeper into the cave while Hawlucha walked over to the entrance and gathered a couple of ferns and brought out some berries.

Ash watched as Hawlucha placed the ferns a few feet away from the fire, then tried to put the berries on the tips of the fern’s leaves. “I get it, you’re trying to make a Christmas tree,” he said. Talonflame and Greninja returned with an old tree stump. They placed the fern on top of the stump.

Ash’s thoughts turned to Pikachu, wishing his friend was there. “At least he’s safe at the Pokemon Center,” he said before he heard Pikachu’s cry from near the cave’s entrance.

After Pikachu let out another cry, he heard Serena yell,” I see the fire too Pikachu. Ash is that you?”

“Serena!, Pikachu!” Ash cried as his friends ran toward him, both wearing what he thought were wool pajamas.

Pikachu leaped into his trainer’s arms. Ash smiled, feeling the warmth radiating from Pikachu’s garment. He closed his eyes until Serena’s wrapped her arms around him. “I’m so glad to see you too, did you come all this way for me?”

“Of course we did,” Serena said. “Clemont made these suits so Pikachu and I could keep warm. It’s still snowing pretty hard outside.”

Serena frowned as she let go of Ash. “We’ll have to wait until morning to go back to the Pokemon Center,” she added. She noticed Ash’s other Pokemon gathering around the makeshift Christmas tree. “I guess you’ve been training in this cave. I could have my Pokemon help too”

“Actually, we’re just settling in for the night,” Ash replied. He and Serena sat close to the fire as the Pokemon gathered around them.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you earlier,” Serena finally said.

“It’s okay Serena,” Ash said. “You were right. I got too caught up in training. I’ll take the next couple of days off and give my Pokemon some well-needed rest for the holidays.”

“Don’t forget to enjoy the holiday yourself,” Serena said as she felt Ash’s arm around her.

“I won’t,” Ash said. After a moment of silence, he added,” Merry Christmas.”

Serena slid closer to him, feeling his warmth. “Merry Christmas, Ash.”

Ash and Serena opened their eyes as sunlight peeked through the cave’s entrance. Both trainers stretched as they heard Bonnie’s voice. “Do you think they are in this cave?” she said.

“My machine detects both Serena and Pikachu are in this cave,” Clemont said.

Ash, Serena and Pikachu – who had just woke up – started calling Clemont and Bonnie. The siblings rushed deeper into the cave and met their friends. Dedene followed suit and hugged Pikachu. “We were so worried when you didn’t come back Serena,” Bonnie said.

“I was able to find you with my tracking device,” Clemont added. “It seems like my suit was able to keep both you and Ash warm.”

Serena blushed while Ash pointed to the fire. “We had Talonflame and Braixen keep the fire going.”

“That’s good news,” Clemont said. “The snowstorm is over. We should get back to the Pokemon center so we can open gifts and Ash can get back to training.”

Ash shook his head. “We can open gifts, but let’s skip the training for a couple of days.”

Both Bonnie and Clemont looked stunned while Serena smiled. “Ash, I thought you wanted to get in some more training before you challenge Wulfric?” Clemont asked.

“I do, but there’s time for that later,” Ash replied. “Right now, I just want to spend Christmas with my friends.”

Pokemon Xmas story – Pikachu Secret Santa

Note, this is a fanfiction submission piece I wrote for Bulbapedia during the holiday season.

Pikachu held the orange berry nervously as Braixen finished handing out the rest of the other Pokemon.

Ash, Serena, Clemont and Bonnie had gone Christmas shopping, leaving Pikachu and the other Pokemon at a nearby grotto for a few hours. Braixen, with the assistance of Dedene, suggested the Pokemon participate in a Secret Santa gift exchange and venture out to find gifts for each other. The Secret Santa partners were determined by drawing berries, a suggestion from Chespin.

“I see you got the orange berry as well,” said an elegant voice from behind Pikachu.

Pikachu glanced back to see Hawlucha proudly holding up his orange berry. “Yes, it looks like we are Secret Santa partners,” he replied, noticing a few small tears in the leaf mask Hawlucha wore.
Hawlucha smiled before walking away. “You don’t have to get me anything extravagant Pikachu. Even the smallest gifts are the best.”

Braixen stood before the rest of the Pokemon. “We should get back before Serena, Bonnie, Clemont and Ash return,” she said. One by one, the rest of the Pokemon left the grotto and went on their way, save Pancham, who approached Pikachu. “Mind if I tag along?” he asked.

“Not at all,” Pikachu replied.

The two journeyed through the woods near Snowbelle City for a couple of hours, unable to find any gifts they thought were suitable enough for their secret Santas. Their trek led them to a small grassy area where many Pokemon were gathered at several wooden makeshift booths. At the end as a large structure resembling a boxing ring where a Hitmonlee and a Machamp were wrestling each other, much to the delight of the Pokemon sitting at ringside.

“This looks interesting,” Pancham said, resisting the urge to climb on the ring.

Pikachu noticed a Psyduck wearing a black hat walking toward them. The Psyduck smiled at the newcomers. “Gentlemen, I see you’ve come on the day of the festival.”

Both Pikachu and Pancham exchanged confused glances as Psyduck continued,” This is the Feliza Festival where Pokemon from different parts of Kalos come to sell goods and take in the show you see in the ring.

Several feet away from the festival, Meowth and Wobbuffet overlooked an edge at the festival. Meowth noted the different kinds of merchandise piled at the booths. “I bet we can take some of this stuff and sell it to buy presents for Jesse and James,” he said. Wobbuffet gave a resounding cry, agreeing with Meowth.

“Let’s grab the Meowth-plane,” the cat-Pokemon added. “We’ll use the vacuum and take all of the precious plunder for ourselves.”


Psyduck led Pikachu and Pancham through the festival, pointing to various goods on sale. He pointed at a table next to the ring full of various luchador masks.

Pancham stepped toward a booth that had a comb made out of a branch. “This is a nice, I bet Braixen would like it.”

Pikachu found a leaf mask with blue paint on it, possibly from berries. He examined it for a moment before handing it to showing it to Pancham. “Do you think this could fit Hawlucha?”

Before Pancham could answer, Psyduck said “My friend, it was a Hawlucha who made it. He’s an old friend of mine and made many masks. If it doesn’t fit, you could always return it.”

“We don’t really have the time,” Pikachu said, holding the mask. Just as he was about to ask for the price, he heard a loud crack, followed by a strong wind that started to pull the masks from the booth and the rest of the merchandise into the air. Both he and Pancham turned their attention to the sky where they saw an airplane with a front in the shape of a Meowth. A voice called from within the machine. “Sorry boys, but it looks like Christmas is coming early for us.”

“Meowth!” Pikachu and Pancham said together.

Meowth’s laughter echoed from the airplane as Pikachu and Pancham began chasing the aircraft. “Sorry boys, I don’t have time to deal with you pesky twerps,” he said.

“What is that?” asked Psyduck.

“That’s Meowth,” Pikachu said. “He is a part of a criminal organization known as Team Rocket.”

“Criminal organization? What ever will we do,” Psyduck asked. “All of the Pokemon worked hard on those gifts.”

“Don’t give up yet,” Pikachu said. “We have to do after Meowth,” he added, turning to Pancham.

“We’re running late as it is,” Pancham replied.

“You’re right, but if we don’t act now, we’ll have to go back to our friends empty-handed,” Pikachu said. He noticed the Machamp running behind them. “Hey big guy, think you could give me a hand?”

The Machamp followed Pikachu’s gaze to the aircraft. He grabbed the mouse-Pokemon and threw him at the plane. Within inches of the airplane, Pikachu unleashed a thunderbolt, opening a hole in the plane’s side. Once he was inside the aircraft, he let out a thundershock, frying the controls.

“We’re going to crash!” Meowth screamed as Pikachu jumped from the plane.

Pikachu let out an impish smile, but it disappeared he descended through the air. “Oh no, I didn’t tell the big guy to grab me,” he said. Pancham caught him before he hit the ground.

After Pikachu and Pancham stood up, they covered themselves as the the various items from Meowth’s plane rained upon them.

“Gentlemen, thank you for doing all of this,” Psyduck said, pushing aside the goods to get to Pancham and Pikachu. He smiled, handing both the Pokemon the prizes they were eyeing before.

“Your reward for helping,” Psyduck said before giving them a pat on the back.

“Would you two like to get into the ring?” asked Machamp from behind Psyduck.

Before Pancham could say ‘yes,” Pikachu shook his head. “We need to get going, but thank you.”
Pikachu and Pancham left the festival and raced back to the grotto where their friends were waiting.

“Do you think Braixen will like this?” Pancham asked while twirling the comb as he and Pikachu reached the grotto.

“I hope so,” Pikachu answered. They joined their friends just as they were exchanging gifts.
Hawlucha quickly approached Pikachu, noticing the mask. “Is that for me?” Pikachu nodded and handed the mask to the wrestler Pokemon, who smiled and put it on his face. “Thank you my friend,” he said with wide eyes.

Hawlucha handed Pikachu a pair of boxing gloves. Pikachu smiled as he put them on and shook hands with Hawlucha. Glancing back he noticed Pancham giving Braixen the comb. Braixen embraced Pancham.

Pikachu turned back to Hawlucha. “How about a sparring contest?” he asked. “Let’s go a few rounds.”

Hawlucha nodded, then examined the area. “I’m not sure if this is a suitable ground for a sparring match.”

Pikachu smirked and replied. “It just so happens that Pancham and I discovered a place where we could spar in front of a whole audience.”

Poke Post: Lumiose Reporter – ‘Welcome to Gandy Town’


This was a short fanfiction piece I wrote for PokeCharms. It was for a contest relating the announcement of “Pokemon Sun” and “Pokemon Moon.” The idea was to have characters start a new journey, which may mirror the new Pokemon games. In this story I have two characters reach Gandy Town. Lee, a reporter for the Lumiose Gazette, follows the trainer Ronda as she gets ready to challenge the gym leader, but something happens. I made one minor change – Team Omega was originally Team Gamma.

Lee and Ronda are two characters I’ve had in my mind for awhile and I’ll probably write more stories about how they meet.

Lee felt someone shaking him awake. After opening his eyes, he glanced at Ronda, who was pointing out the window at the crescent-shaped landscape outside the train’s window. “We’re here Lee,” she said with excitement. “We’re finally here in the Artemel region.”

“That’s good,” Lee answered while stretching. He glanced over at his Pikachu, who was still sleeping in its aisle seat, then pulled out his laptop and cellphone. He dialed the number of the Lumiose Press and smiled as a woman’s voice asked,” Hello?”

“Alexa, hello,” Lee answered. “Ronda and i made it to the Artemel Region, we’re about to stop in Gandy Town.” Alexa assigned Lee to cover news in the Artemel Region for the Press. This included the hard news, crime, sports and entertainment happening in the region, as well as history of the area.

“Glad to hear you made it,” Alexa said. “Gandy Town is an interesting place. Legend has it that there’s an ancient Pokemon temple close to the city, though I’ve never seen it for myself.”

“Sounds like I have a mystery to solve,” Lee said before he felt a tug on his sleeve.

“We can look for your temple after I challenge the gym leader,” Ronda said. She was riding the momentum she gained from finishing in the top 4 of the Kalos league and accompanied Lee to compete in the Artemel region. “Alexa, do you have any idea what type of Pokemon the gym leader uses?”

Alexa nodded. “I believe his name is Hunter and he uses fighting types, which is right up your alley Ronda.”

Ronda smirked. “Sounds like a good challenge,” she said before turning to Lee. “Remember to make me look good when you write the story about me winning my first Artemel gym badge.”

“Don’t I always?” Lee asked with a wink as the train came to a stop. “I’ll talk with some of the citizens and see if they’ve heard anything about the temple. I should have something on it tomorrow for Friday’s issue.”

Alexa shook her head. “Don’t worry about the temple Lee. Sports will be thin tomorrow and a good piece on Ronda’s battle along with some photos will help fill some space.”

Lee glanced at Ronda, who tried her best to hide her impish grin.


After the train stopped, Lee, Ronda and Pikachu went to closest Pokemon center. Pikachu climbed onto the tray with Lee and Ronda’s Pokeballs. The two had decided to only bring three Pokemon each to the new region while leaving the rest back home at Kalos.

“So what Pokemon are you planning to use against Hunter?” Lee asked as he brought out his pen and pad.

“Probably Hawlucha and I can’t go wrong with Gene,” Ronda said with a smirk, referring to her Throh.

As Nurse Joy brought back their Pokemon, Lee and Ronda heard a loud crash that came from outside the building. Lee glanced at Pikachu, who jumped to a window and pointed outside.

Ronda stood next to Pikachu and noticed a lighthouse that overlooked the beach. Lee walked outside and took out his camera and attached the long lense to it. After adjusting it, he noticed what looked like a large red Pokemon climbing the tower.

“I’ve got to get a closer look,” Lee said as he ran out the door. He could hear Ronda and Pikachu call after him as he tossed out his Pokeball, summoning his Noivern. “Sasha, can you get me to that lighthouse?”

Lee’s Noivern nodded as she noticed his camera. After Lee climbed her back, Sasha took to the air. As they got closer to the lighthouse, Lee compared the Pokemon’s appearance to a Regice, except it was all red and had longer limbs. He adjusted his lense and shot some photos of the Pokemon as Sasha slowly moved around the Pokemon.

“What is that?” Lee asked as the Pokemon turned to his direction and shot a flamethrower from its mouth, causing Sasha to move out of the way. The red Pokemon shot another flamethrower, which grazed Sasha’s wing. The Noivern let out of a soft cry as Lee snapped a few more photos before she flew away.

“Sasha, are you alright?” he asked. The Noivern glanced back with a reassuring grin before landing next to Ronda and Pikachu.

“What is that thing?” Ronda asked as the red statue starting hitting the lighthouse.

“Whatever it is, we better do something,” Lee said. “Sasha, go and hit it with a steel wing attack.” Sasha flew back up and hit it, barely doing any damage. She hit it again, causing the top of its head to fall.

“It’s a robot of some kind,” Ronda said as the empty head dropped to them. Lee snapped some photos and glanced at it, noticing an etching of a green fist on the inside of the robot’s head. Sasha let out a triumphant cry as she grabbed the robot and tossed it off of the lighthouse. The robot landed several feet away.

Several police arrived onto the scene as Lee pet Sasha’s neck. “You did a great job,” he said as he put her pack in her Pokeball. “Have a good rest.”

Officer Jenny approached Lee. “What’s going on here?”

Lee showed his press pass. “My name is Lee Wiseman and I work at the Lumiose Press. These are my companions Pikachu and Ronda Toombs.” He held up the robot head and added. “We saw this climbing the lighthouse. I took some photos and Sasha defeated it.”

Jenny noticed a white Omega symbol. “Team Omega,” she said with a shake of her head.

“What’s Team Omega?” Ronda asked.

“They’re a criminal organization that has branches throughout Artemel,” Jenny said. “There were rumors that they were operating in Gandy Town. Look, you better leave this place and let the police handle it.”

Before Lee could object, Pikachu grabbed his arm and handed him his camera bag. “You’re right buddy, we should get going,” he said as he and Ronda walked away.

“Looks like you’ll have a story about this after all,” Ronda said.

Lee nodded as put his camera back in its bag. “I’ll work on it later. We should get going to the gym.”

Ronda nodded as she led the way. Pikachu jumped onto Lee’s shoulder and stared back at the lighthouse and let out a couple of phrases in what Lee called Pika-speak.

“I’m asking myself the same thing buddy,” Lee said. “There has to be a reason this Team Omega would go after the lighthouse.”

To be continued.

Philly Pikachus drop series to Jason’s Team


The hits just keep coming for the Philly Pikachus fantasy baseball team – but not the kind of hits they like.
The Pikachus dropped a 6-3 series to Jason K’s Crazy Team. This marks the third week in a row the Pikachus have dropped a series.

The rodents from Philly scored 28 runs, two less than last week. They also had 29 RBIS and hit nine homeruns – a slight increase. They were close with Jason’s squad in all but one area – stolen bases. Jason’s team had 10 and the Pikachus had only 3.

Joc Pederson led the Pikachus with four homeruns, five runs and eight RBIS. Mike Trout hit two homeruns, scored six runs and had four RBIs.

On the mound, Scott Kasmir and Yovani Gallado led the Pikachus with six strikeouts each. Jon Lester and Santiago Casilla were the only two pitchers with wins.

The Pikachus (18-19-3) currently sit in seventh place, though they are half a game behind electricalchuck (18-19-4). They face 11th place Josh’s Groovy Team (14-23-3).

Pikachus drop series against Dileep


The Philly Pikachus fantasy baseball team dropped another series this past week, winning only 3 of 6 games against Dileep kumar’s team.

The Pikachus struggled to get their bats going, having only 30 runs, 23 RBIs and six home runs. Starling Marte led the lineup with six runs, four RBIs and two home runs. Mike Trout scored six runs, two RBIs and a homer.

On the mound, only Santiago Casilla picked up two wins. Jon Lester led the Pikachus with 10 strikeouts, followed by Scott Kazmir with seven.

The team will have to do some minor rotation in their lineup as Ben Zobrist is scheduled to undergo arthroscopic surgery on his left knee while Hisashi Iwakuma continues to nurse a right lat strain. Iwakuma has done some very light throwing as well as strengthening exercises in recent days.

Despite the loss, the Pikachus are sitting comfortably in sixth place. They play 10th-ranked Jason K’s Crazy Team.