I looked at the man's fingerprints. I noticed that they were sanded off. "Damn, I can use AFIS… let's try some DNA," I took a swab and opened his mouth. Black and White watched closely.
"When I get older, I want to become a PI," Black smiled.
"I know, it sounds fun but let's complete our Pokémon journey first," White nudged him playfully.
"René Perry…" I heard a voice. I turned around to see a familiar face. "You killed one of my best men, you bitch!"
"Saunders… you asshole. You betrayed me. Crawl back from the hell hole where you belong."
"That's not a nice thing to say, René. How about we battle to resolve our differences?"
"Do they know each other?" Black whispered. White shrugged. I growled slightly.
"How about a three-on-three battle then?" I growled again.
"Deal," he replied gruffly. He smirked and let out a Hihidaruma, Koromori and Kibago. Sunny and Night stepped into the middle as I let out Triumph, my Wargle. He screeched valiantly. "Go first, my madam."
I growled slightly. I made sure that Sunny was on the same side as Koromori, for obvious reasons. Sunny knew Crunch and Night Slash while Triumph knows Free Fall, Brave Bird and Aerial Ace and Night knows Wild Bolt, Shock Wave and Thunder. Night was on the same side as Kibago and Triumph has on the same side as Hihidaruma. "All right then, let's go guys – Sunny, use Crunch; Triumph, use Brave Bird and Night, use Thunder!" I commanded.
Sunny opened his mouth wide while seizing upon the little psychic bat. The bat screeched while his fangs drove into its small body. A little bit of blood trickled when he let go and jumped back. The little bat looked tired. Triumph screeched while bursting in to flames, circling around and striking the baboon while he glowed blue. He flew out of the way and blue sparks surrounded his body. Night's whole body was enveloped with sparks as he aimed a huge lightning at the Kibago. I knew it wasn't very effective, but my luck played out. It became paralysed. Little yellow sparks surged through its body.
It was his turn. I waited patiently for him to say something. "All right, Koromori, use Heart Stamp; Hihidaruma, use Fire Blast and Kibago, use Dragonbreath!" A giant heart appeared in front of the bat. Sunny counterattacked with an Iron Tail and bashing his tail into it; it fainted instantly. "You cheater!" he roared.
"How am I cheating? I taught my Luxray to counter-attack," I smirked and waggled my finger. "I am a professor you know. Never underestimate me." The little dragon tried to use Dragonbreath but it couldn't move. Night seized the opportunity and rammed it full-force. It may have been a simple Tackle attack, but it did the trick. He neighed happily. The Hihidaruma tried to use a Fire Blast but Triumph blocked the attack using Steel Wing. He screeched and used a Free Fall. He picked up the baboon with his seven-inch talons. The baboon started to bleed from where he was hanging onto it. He flew as high as possible and then dove quickly, slamming the baboon into the ground full-force. It weakened the primate.
We stopped caring whose turn it was. Most of the time, my Pokémon were able to counter-attack his, but sometimes he was able to slip a few commands that actually caught me off guard. Of course, his paralysed Kibago went down next. His Hihidaruma was the only one left standing. Blood still trickled from where Triumph had clawed the Hihidaruma. We were about to yell out commands again until someone familiar walked next to Saunders. "Napier… my son!" I thought.
"Well, hello N," Saunders grinned and patted him on the back. "Do you have the machine with you?"
"What machine?" I growled. I saw Black and White out of the corner of my eye, shrugging.
"Yes," N snarled. "I do, father," he pushed a button and several different species of Pokémon appeared out of nowhere. They were mostly herding and swarming Pokémon such as Stantler, Mareep, Beedrill, Combee, Girafarig, Ampharos, Shimama, etc. All of their eyes were red. Luckily, my hounds were nearby.
"Your stupid dogs won't do any good against my greatest creation," Saunders smirked. "And now… look at your beautiful son you forgot about! You bore him! He is such a beautiful and wonderful son! I still remember that time when my bare bodkin was glistening in the sun. I will never forget that day when we procreated."
I flushed brightly. "You asshole, quit embarrassing me in front of the teens!" I growled.
"Dad… I can't do it…," Napier sighed. "This is my mum, for God's sake," he slammed the machine remote onto the ground, hard, causing it to break into a million pieces. "I quit my stupid goal of trying to separate humans from Pokémon, it's ridiculous and stupid!" he spat in Saunders's face. "I've seen what Pokémon have suffered. They just want to be loved, not tortured, killed or injured. I'm sick of this bullshit," he got a poke ball from his pocket and tossed it into the air. A cream and brown rabbit appeared – a Lopunny – he (well come on, it's obvious!) looked at me. He swivelled his ears and his nose twitched.
"Hi there," I kneeled down. "What's your name?" I asked.
"Buckley," the rabbit replied calmly. Napier rubbed his head. "What's your name?"
"I'm René, Napier here, is my son," I replied. "This is Blake or Black and Phoebe or White."
"Hello," the two teens replied. My son walked up to them and held out his hand. They shook it.
"Nice to meet you," the three said simultaneously.
"I heard you guys were going on a Pokémon journey, can I tag along?" he asked.
"Yeah, let me talk to Phoebe," Black nodded and the two walked off about ten feet. "Should we trust him?" he whispered.
"I guess so, but if he does betray us, I'll kick him in the balls," White replied while nodding. They walked back to him and nodded. "All right, you're in. If you betray us, I'll have your gut through a stake."
Napier sighed. "All right then," he smiled. Saunders was silent. I don't think there was anything that he could do.
"It's about time I saw my son," I walked up to him and hugged him tightly. I hadn't realised that the Pokémon that were controlled by the machine were gone. I sighed. "I shouldn't be so oblivious…" I turned around to see Saunders was gone. "Well, he's gone. Come along, we're just outside of Huin City. I have a house there." I didn't feel like crying or anything like that. I would do that later, after the kids leave. The three nodded and we started off. "I should do a DNA test to really prove that that's my son." The two teens let out their two Pokémon and they rode on their shoulders. Buckley bounced happily, on all fours. I knew something wasn't right, though, so I didn't let my guard down…
A/N: Should betray them? I want your opinions ;D
EDIT: BTW, "bodkin" is obsolete for a "small dagger"... I bet you can guess what he's talking about... it's also in Hamlet (To be, or not to be.):
"For who would bare the whips and scorns of time,
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?"