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Pokemon Fan Fic - Pokemon Hunters





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Part 1:

No one ever could have imagined the idea of the Pokémon rebelling against their trainers, much less try and take over the entire region yet when they did 7 years ago that far off nightmare became a reality that was real and dangerous. Thousands died before, whether as a blessing or a curse, the Hunters came.

An excerpt from the journal of Professor Oak.

The humans were losing Kanto that much was almost certain by this point. Currently Viridian was the only completely safe place in all of Kanto. Pewter had been almost completely destroyed however small villages surrounded by mines and a few human guards kept the Pokémon at bay. Vermillion was the same way, having industrialized themselves earlier the electric Pokémon had a claim to most of the land and Vermillion was now a rotted out old city that was collapsing at the seams. Cinnabar Island was another example. There is a battle going on there right now between the fire Pokémon and the Hunters. The Hunters are managing to drive them back but supplies are limited because not many Hunters are that interested in trying to save the Kanto region, as the more of it that was taken over, the more work there would be for them.

Pokémon Hunters were not an army; they were mercenaries who worked for money and equipment to continue hunting, needless to say that the Hunters were at first greeted with discontent rather than open arms. No one knows who created the name Pokémon Hunters nor do they know who created the Hunters guild which oversees the Hunters and bestows upon them different ranks so people may know what tasks they are suited towards. But our story revolves largely on one specific Hunter who would become as legendary as the prey he hunted. That Hunters name was Christopher Malone.
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Christopher Malone was a well known Pokémon Hunter and had been for several years. Ever since the beginning of the war between human and Pokémon Malone had been there. Malone breathed deeply the air from the road between Pewter and Viridian, possibly one of the few places left with beautiful fresh air that you didn’t have to be watching all around you gun in hand waiting for the Pokémon to spring out of nowhere. Malone was coming back from a trip up near Pewter city (or what’s left of it) to acquire some heirloom a family asked him to retrieve. Christopher Malone didn’t look the hero type, he was 20 years of age, tallish, red-brownish hair, a little grizzly, and the only thing about him that people thought was odd was his innocent looking blue eyes. Malone was however far from innocent; he had training in various forms of martial arts as well as boxing and kickboxing, learned the arts of stealth from Koga of Fuchsia and his ninjas. Not to mention he grew up in Saffron so people suspected that he had Psychic powers latent somewhere.
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Christopher Malone was bored. He was bored with every job being a simple go there and kill/retrieve that. Malone wanted to really start making a difference in this shitty world but every time he tried in seemed to backfire. As I said earlier most of Kanto belonged to the Pokémon by this point but never let it be said that Christopher Malone stood by and did nothing while the world went down the shitter. He was in the Pewter Avalanche corp. and he was there when the grass Pokémon took Celadon. Unfortunately he hadn’t even been able to go near his hometown which was quickly overrun with psychic Pokémon. Malone looked outside and saw Viridian city, the place which he had called home these last few years. At first Viridian had almost been overrun by the Bug Pokémon of the forest nearby however the Hunters had managed to stem the tide… by burning the forest down completely, and yes, Christopher Malone had been there for that victory as well. But Malone isn’t the only hero of this story, no, the other is a hero that we all know quite well, his name is Ash Ketchum.
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Ash Ketchum was sitting at a table in a PokéBar in viridian city with his good friend Brock and a friend of theirs who claimed that he knew someone who would be more than happy to help with their troubles. Ash had been getting dirty looks the entire time that he had been sitting at the table and was starting to get anxious waiting for the alleged Hunter to arrive. The door opened and Ash quickly turned his head only to see three burly, muscular, tattooed bikers come in and take their places at the bar. “Don’t worry he’ll come” assured the friend of Brock’s, Titus was an aging Hunter and it was beginning to show in the forty year olds face and the way that he spoke. Ash had all but lost hope, the door opened but Ash didn’t look back this time figuring that he would have the same luck as the past few times. He heard a young man order when Brock poked his shoulder and pointed saying “I think that’s him, Christopher Malone” and Ash turned to see that sure as the rumors said when he arrived a brawl began.
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Ash Ketchum was sitting at a table in a PokéBar in viridian city with his good friend Brock and a friend of theirs who claimed that he knew someone who would be more than happy to help with their troubles. Ash had been getting dirty looks the entire time that he had been sitting at the table and was starting to get anxious waiting for the alleged Hunter to arrive. The door opened and Ash quickly turned his head only to see three burly, muscular, tattooed bikers come in and take their places at the bar. “Don’t worry he’ll come” assured the friend of Brock’s, Titus was an aging Hunter and it was beginning to show in the forty year olds face and the way that he spoke. Ash had all but lost hope, the door opened but Ash didn’t look back this time figuring that he would have the same luck as the past few times. He heard a young man order when Brock poked his shoulder and pointed saying “I think that’s him, Christopher Malone” and Ash turned to see that sure as the rumors said when he arrived a brawl began.
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Christopher Malone stopped into the PokéBar in Viridian. He didn’t drink alcohol (dulls the senses as he would say) but he still liked the atmosphere and it was a good place to pick up some boring well-paying work. He sat at the bar where the 23ish busty country-looking waitress smiled at him flirtatiously and asked him “The usual then Malone” he nodded his head and she brought him out some Ginger Ale and a small plate of cake. He ate some, not the best but it had a homely feel to it here. The bikers looked at Malone with disgust in their eyes and stupid written on their faces. “Hey” one yelled, “you don’t drink” Malone didn’t answer such stupid rhetoric’s instead he simply continued his meal and drink. “HEY” another drunkard exclaimed, “We were talking to you faggot” “yeah you stupid ******” “You numbskull if he’s a faggot he can’t be a ******, he hates them” “then what is he boss” “He’s a prick that’s what he is” “He can’t be a prick either, he sucks prick” the drunken looney tunes burst into uproars of laughter so large you would think Richard Pryor had just finished his routine.
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“Hey you guys leave Malone alone” the bartending waitress replied, Malone merely said “it’s ok Beckie” this seemed to strike a chord with the drunks party, why one would almost believe that someone had just told them they would die celibate by their reactions. “Hey you can’t call her that” the drunk leader grabbed Malone’s arm (fatal mistake one) spit in his face while speaking (fatal mistake two) and told him what he could/could not do (Strike three and you are out). Malone grabbed the man’s arm and twisted it around so his palm was facing upwards and using his knee, kicked upwards snapping his arm at the elbow and causing it to burst out of his skin. The man fell down weeping, and another fatter one came at him. Malone dodged the first haymaker, then the left hook that followed to counter with a heel palm to the chin and finger stab to the abdominal cavity followed by a swift kick to the chest causing him to fly backwards and onto one of the other drunken loons. The last one standing whipped out a switchblade and came at him. Malone rolled his eyes (attempting to stab an unarmed person is a very stupid idea as the counter is very simple and you are pretty much wide open.) Malone side-stepped and grabbed the man’s arm twisted grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the scrotum. The man cried in pain and Malone kicked him to ground where he spat into his eyes. “Get the ****** out of here you Pokémon loving bitches” the bar cheered in unison as the four bikers were dragged from the bar.
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Malone was about to sit down and enjoy his drink when someone came up to him. “Hello” the young boy (16-18ish maybe) said. “Hi” Malone replied obviously hinting that whatever it was the boy wanted he should say it quick. “I need your help” the boy began “A friend of mine is trapped in Cerulean, I know that they are surrounded by the advancing water Pokémon but please mister Malone sir you are the only one who is even close to qualified enough to help with this” The bar burst into laughter and the boy continued “I will pay 1 and a half million if you’ll help me get her out of there” suddenly the bar went silent that was the kind of money they had wet dreams about but they just heard the numbers called. But would Malone be crazy enough to go on a suicide mission to a war torn Cerulean city? “Sure” Malone replied “sounds like fun”.
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Part 2

When it began we became more focused with killing the Pokémon than we were with trying to save them. We made cars, guns, fortified buildings, we became obsessed with money, and people became animals. Now we are trying to regain humanity as we are losing the war. We kill rather than save, and then we save rather than kill. Oh how fickle is man’s resolve in matters of pride.

From the journals of Professor Oak.

Ash awoke in the small Viridian city hotel rushing outside to be ready for the time when Chris had promised they would leave, setting off for Cerulean city to save one of the last pockets of humanity left in the Kanto region, which included his good friend Misty. He went outside and saw Chris working on his car. The car was an older looking car but despite that it had spiked steel bumpers in the front and back, on the front end was a painted on Pikachu skull symbol, and on the side a picture depicting a busty beauty with cutesy smile, holding a gun over a bloodied caterpie with the words “Bug off” written in red above it. Suddenly Ash felt significantly less sure that he had picked the right guy.
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Ash nervously approached Malone sweat now dripping from his brow. Ash had after all heard stories of Malone’s violence towards Pokémon lovers (PokePets was the derogatory slang term the Hunters were using now a days). One particular story goes like this. This happened a little while after the fall of Celadon City so the PokePets were suddenly coming out of the closet significantly more often than before as they now had something with which to ridicule the Hunters with. So Christopher Malone was in a Poke Bar in Vermillion city and for once he was actually ordering alcoholic beverages! This would have immediately tipped off any Hunter who had heard of Malone (like all of them) that he wasn’t exactly in jolly mood and would have left him undisturbed.
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Several PokePets came into the bar and shuffled over to Malone’s seat. The first one that spoke up was a scrawny looking middle-aged man with glasses, the stories differ as to what was said and the first words range from “How many have you killed ******” to “give peace a chance” but the stories all say the same thing about the words that come next. A teenaged PokePet spoke next, “don’t waste your breath Ted (occasionally his name is Tim but I digress) it’s not like a stupid brute with a gun can understand felling”. In case you couldn’t tell these were the last “words” spoken in this conversation. Malone then grabbed the middle-aged glasses man by his tie and yanked his face forward almost touching his own, looked him in the eye, let go of the tie, and punched him in the nose. Blood rushed forth from the man’s wounded (and squished) nose causing both the teen and the other one (no description) quite a fright. For the few seconds that they were still conscious as within seconds Malone had attacked them in a similar matter and knocked them well into next Monday.
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Ash approached Malone now with a serious sense of caution. Ash had at first wanted to believe that the stories were exaggerated but now he wasn’t so sure. Malone seemed to see him coming and waved him over to the car. Ash nervously complied, he saw that Brock was already here looking over what seemed to be the Malone armory in the trunk of the car. An assortment of pistols (poppers), revolvers (Big Poppers), machine guns (Straightshooters), shotguns (Boomsticks), shock sticks (Tazers) and more were assorted in the trunk. Malone was also carrying a pair of sub-machine guns (Subs) and Pistols at his side, not to mention two big sharp Machetes (machetes) at his side as well. The man looked as if he could take an army on in a one vs. a million and still win by a landslide.
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Malone approached Ash the rest of the way (seeing the obvious fear in his eyes it was the only way that he would come within 20 meters). Malone greeted Ash with a simple “Morning” and Ash responded similarly. “Alrighty then princess (points to Ash) and Jock (points to Brock) if we are going to rescue Cerulean then we do things my way, any questions and I whop your ass”. Rather than taking the friendly “we can do this” approach Malone had opted that they begin with a more Commander in Chief and his swabbies kind of relationship. “First of all we are going the long way around…” Ash immediately violated rule numero uno with a “but the longer we take to get there the more chance the water Pokémon have to attack”. Ash’s bitching was brought to a swift and most likely uncomfortable end (at least on his end anyway) with a swift punch to the stomach. “Now then as I was saying, you can’t take on an entire army with one Hunter, a princess, and a Jock, you need several competent individuals which is the reason for the detour” Ash grumbled, one because he’d been punched in the stomach but also because the name princess probably didn’t sit well with whatever shred of manhood he had left. “In Vermillion, and Cinnabar I have some friends who owe favors so we’ll need to stop by them”.
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Brock nodded his head, obviously out of a crippling fear of being punched in the stomach, and Malone decided to go into further depth about his plans. “We first go south through Pallet town and from there we catch a boat and head to Cinnabar island, we grab my buddy TK and from there head up to Vermillion, pick up my buddy Steve, and from there we land at the abandoned dock near Celadon and cut through the forest paths” Ash, still trying to assert himself into the monologue, asked “wouldn’t it be easier to cut through Saffron?” “NO” Malone quickly responded, “we go through the forest paths outside of Celadon and head from there up to Cerulean where we defend it from the coming horde from the ocean line”. (For those PokePets out there who are asking what happened to the Rock Tunnel and Power Plant… Guess).
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Malone loaded up his two deadweight companions into the car and cranked Highway to Hell to max on the radio and began his journey. After Pewter, Celadon, Saffron, and Lavender Malone was excited with the prospect of possibly having a bloody victory in this goddamn war. Of course there was still the Kanto government to worry about (that’s the reason people haven’t been evacuated) but Malone wasn’t worried as frankly the option of shooting them was always readily available. He clutched the locket around his neck and breathed deeply before donning his sunglasses, revving the engine, and heading off onto the road to what was (hopefully) going to be the greatest victory that he could hope to achieve in his lifetime.

(PS. I promise this is the last intro chapter and we’ll get to the story next time.)
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Are you the author of this fan fiction story? It is also posted on fanfiction.net. Confused
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part 3

The first place to fall to the Pokémon was Celadon city. Once a place of harmony between nature and technology it became a desolate monument to the death and destruction that was to follow for the rest of the war. It also marked the first of a series of losses for the Hunters and the beginning of the intervention of the Kanto government in the case of the war.

From the journal of Professor Oak

It had been a long day for Malone, Ash, and Brock and so still a ways away from Pallet town they decided to stop and camp out for the evening. Ash offered to build the fire and set up the camp, Malone actually was impressed at this. As Ash started the fire with a minimal amount of wood and effort (not to mention he also didn't disturb the wildlife) Malone complimented him, "you're pretty good at this huh Kid". Ash shook his head in agreement, "well we Pokémon trainers did live in these woods more than in our own homes, despite the hate you Hunters have for us we could teach you a few things". Malone rolled his eyes, "I don't hate trainers Kid" "Really?" Ash asked both quizzically and sarcastically (with a hint of rhetoric) "I thought all Hunters hated trainers?" Brock asked to soothe the tension. "No" Malone replied "they hate people who can't let go of the past and hate them for trying to preserve the future" "then why were you such a jerk to Ash earlier?" Brock asked.
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Suddenly Malone felt like he was being ganged up on, "Sorry, I've been through a lot of this war and when people aren't all on the same page and aren't working off the same plan" Malone paused for a moment, a sad look upon his face, a look in his eyes like he had just wrestled up horrendous memories from the depths of his psyche that hurt just thinking of, "People die, A lot of people die". Malone finished his words softly almost in a whisper. "Sorry" Ash replied, Malone's smile suddenly returned to his face "Why? You didn't do anything"
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Malone took a swig of the water bottle in his hand, "I'm sure you've both heard of the places I've been, and the things I've seen" "You mean like in Celadon?" Brock asked. "Yeah" Ash replied "The big first battle between the Hunters and the Pokémon". Malone burst into laughter, almost creepily he replied "Is that what they're calling it now" he laughed a bit more "The first big 'battle' was it" he laughed more almost shedding tears. The seriousness returned to his face "It was no battle Kid" he said to Ash "it was a massacre, it was the Pokémon showing us that they could kill us easier than anyone had anticipated, the Pokémon, the grass Pokémon had taken positions In the buildings, when you can shoot razor leaves and vines that's more deadly than any amount of men with machine guns".
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"Could you tell us about it" Ash asked him, "Why" "because it might help us understand you more". Malone sighed and answered "Sure, well I was seventeen when it happened, we were hired by the Kanto government, a bunch of us, somewhere between 60 maybe 70 guys to go to Celadon and clean out the compost, but they were waiting for us, and they had one hell of a plan"
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Malone and, about 60-70 other Hunters that were hired by the Kanto government, were moving quickly through the forest that connected Vermillion and Celadon. He felt a mix of anxiety and excitement, of the dangers that may await them, and the good that they will be able to do. Two other Hunters that were about his age came up to Malone. "Excited, man" the long-haired boy spoke, "Well duh, aren't we all" the short-haired girl remarked. The two introduced themselves as Tony and Mary, two friends who were, like Malone, seventeen and, like plenty of others there, knew who he was. Tony apparently didn't just know him from stories of his exploits but was apparently present during one of them.
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Tony began reciting said story, the time when Malone bare-fistedly defeated a Machoke. "Dude I remember it like it were yesterday, it was in Vermillion, and this Machoke started beating people up. Then you just walked in and that damn Pokémon bastard threw the first punch, and boom! It broke this table into like a gashimillion pieces but you went in and bam got him right in the face…" "Hey we're at Celadon so keep your goddamn voices down". They were finally here, Celadon, the attack was suppose to begin soon according to a captured Bulbasaur so the Hunters were to wait in the city and counter the Pokémon once they tried to attack.
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Tony ran out of the forest and into the daylight of Celadon where a few frightened people were hanging around in the middle of the city. "Hey guys, no need to fear the Hunters are here, Whoop!" Malone was about to tell him to stay back and that it wasn't right for so few people to be out and about but it was too late. "Tony get the hell back" Mary yelled, Tony turned around but suddenly looked pale, blood started to drip from his mouth until he jerked upwards once more only to fall forwards, revealing the Razor Leaves lodged in his back. "TONY!!!!" Mary yelled running forwards, suddenly vines expanded outwards from the nearby building grabbing Mary; she shot off the gun in her hands but to no avail as the vines pulled her towards the building where she got stuck on some broken glass from the window from which the vines expended.
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Blood started flowing from her mouth as the vines heaved and hoed in order to get her inside finally succeeding on the third pull. All this happened within seconds; Malone lost both of his new friends in a matter of seconds. The Hunters had been tricked into a surprise assault by the Pokémon. The few people left in the square screamed and tried to fun only to have a Weepinbell drop down from a nearby building and eat the girl whole and chopped the heads of the man and the young boy off with a well placed razor leaf. The Hunters only had one choice left to them, "Charge" one Hunter yelled, "Kill them" another shouted, shouts of macho cheer rang throughout the city and the Hunters attacked hoping to reclaim both land and life in what would be known as the first "battle" of the Pokémon war.
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Malone charged in with the rest of the Hunters, gun raised and at the ready, hoping to take out the bastards who took the lives of his new friends. The Hunters sprayed bullets into the buildings hoping to hit one of the Pokémon who had taken up residence in them. Malone switched his gun to burst fire and started with the vines that were now beginning to envelop the building that had taken Mary. Bullets connected with the vines and muffled screaming noises came from the building. Two long objects were shot out of one of the windows and fell to the ground, they were Mary's, or at least some woman's, legs. Malone pulled the pin on one of the four grenades he was carrying and threw it inside the building. The explosion sent bits of debris and plant flying from one end of the building. Malone ran further in and started spraying bullets into the buildings.
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The Hunters were in a discord, they all started shooting at whichever building the razor leaves were coming from at that point in time. Hunters got arms chopped off by incoming razor leaves while others were dragged into buildings and still others were merely vaulted into the air only to fall back to the ground with a sickening splat. Malone looked over and saw the department store, which was out of view from the entrance the Hunters, came through had vines protruding from all over. Malone switched to full automatic and joined a small group of about fifteen Hunters in spraying bullets all over the department store. Another small group started a charge towards the Celadon city Gym, hoping to take out the Victrebell who was trying to poke his way through the windows. Two Hunters approached spraying bullets into the large vicious plant.
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It screamed and spat out a poisonous fluid at them which caused them to melt on impact. One other shot a rocket at it causing it to explode into several bits, but its place was soon taken up by about three more of its kind. Someone looked through the windows into the Gym and yelled, "Survivors, we've got, Survivors in here".

Malone looked over at the Gym, "survivors?" he whispered, it was a chance to do some good here. Malone started running like he had a purpose, because he did, spraying bullets at the vines covering the door, he turned sideways slightly and rammed the door with all his might opening it and revealing the gym leader Ericka and a few others trapped inside. "Move, Move" Malone cried, Ericka helped some of the injured girls up and they all started running out the door. A small child cried "my bear" pointing to the stuffed Teddiursa on the floor.
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Ericka ran back and grabbed the bear, throwing it to Malone who gave it to the girl. The girls ran out of the gym, and then a vine pushed Malone inside and shut the door behind him. Ericka stood in the only lighted part of the gym as she asked "are you…" her words trailed off as vines descended from the ceiling grabbing hold of her. Malone switched gun to single shot and started to pick off the vines, but for every one he took out two more dropped down. The vines began wrapping themselves around Ericka squeezing her in some places, groping others. She screamed "help" to which Malone's reply was "I'm trying". The vines began undressing her and two others started to squeeze the blood from her arms. Malone realized that there was only one way to end her pain, he lifted his gun and pulled the trigger, one bullet flew forward and shot Ericka right between the eyes.
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The vines didn't really seem to notice as they continued their conquest of the corpse of Celadon's gym leader. Malone pounded on the door hoping that someone would notice that he was still inside but he eventually just laid back and fell to the ground. Out of bullets all he could do was sit there and wait for help. The next day help came as a few of the surviving Hunters helped him out of the dilapidated gym he saw what the battle had wrought. The buildings were covered in vines, flowers, and Pokémon, dead bodies were scattered throughout the city, it became painfully obvious of who was victorious.
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"Come on Malone we have to get out before nightfall". "What" Malone asked, one of the other three still alive said "the Pokémon are plants, while the suns out they are absorbing energy, so as long as we don't make ourselves noticeable we'll make it out alive". Malone and the others quickly exited the city leaving a horrid loss behind them.

(end of Part 3)
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When Malone had finished his story, Brock and Ash's faces had gone white. Almost everything that they had been told about the battle was a lie. "Dear God" Ash exclaimed aloud. "It's no wonder why you hate trainers like us; I mean what those Pokémon did." Malone shook his head, "Ash I told you, I don't hate trainers" Malone sat back readying himself for sleep. "Why not, I mean if it weren't for us capturing them and all maybe they wouldn't be like this" Ash persisted. Malone simply replied "Because Kid, I used to be one."
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Updating soon! (should be next week, but no promises)

OK! definitely updating this weekend, it is confirmed that the update will be up by Monday. that is, of course, as long as the author does update like he told me he would.

EDIT: he lied. he keeps saying that he will update, but is not.
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PS: he will probably never finish it.

he has moved onto video reviews of games and movies

PSS: I have never read the story. Wink
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He no longer has an email address, that is valid.
Part 1:

No one ever could have imagined the idea of the Pokémon rebelling against their trainers, much less try and take over the entire region yet when they did 7 years ago that far off nightmare became a reality that was real and dangerous. Thousands died before, whether as a blessing or a curse, the Hunters came.

An excerpt from the journal of Professor Oak.

The humans were losing Kanto that much was almost certain by this point. Currently Viridian was the only completely safe place in all of Kanto. Pewter had been almost completely destroyed however small villages surrounded by mines and a few human guards kept the Pokémon at bay. Vermillion was the same way, having industrialized themselves earlier the electric Pokémon had a claim to most of the land and Vermillion was now a rotted out old city that was collapsing at the seams. Cinnabar Island was another example. There is a battle going on there right now between the fire Pokémon and the Hunters. The Hunters are managing to drive them back but supplies are limited because not many Hunters are that interested in trying to save the Kanto region, as the more of it that was taken over, the more work there would be for them.

Pokémon Hunters were not an army; they were mercenaries who worked for money and equipment to continue hunting, needless to say that the Hunters were at first greeted with discontent rather than open arms. No one knows who created the name Pokémon Hunters nor do they know who created the Hunters guild which oversees the Hunters and bestows upon them different ranks so people may know what tasks they are suited towards. But our story revolves largely on one specific Hunter who would become as legendary as the prey he hunted. That Hunters name was Christopher Malone.
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