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"Well no shit! But being so shredded doesn't help anyone!" He complained, pushing off the sturdy frame of Shinra. Jet himself was in pretty good shape too but no where near the level that Shinra had ascended to. Even just from pushing off him, Jet could feel the pure strength radiating from his burly muscles. Seriously how much free time and money did this guy have to get this ripped? If he wasn't so pissed at the current situation, the young rocket would probably be in awe of the man's physique.

But as mentioned before, the situation left him pissed and seeing how things were unfurling only increased his rage. Once he got to his feet, he just about saw his Lapras getting a swift uppercut with a fist full of lightning by one of the dragons. The transport pokemon yelled in pain as it was lifted clean off the ground and was sent flying backwards. Thankfully it managed to land gracefully enough so that it didn't tumble but the attack hurt the lapras Immensely. "Ohoh, you bastard..." he grunted as he took out another pokeball and ran over to his injured pokemon. He threw it at the Dragonite who seemed to preparing another Thunder punch attack, but before it had even reached halfway to the lapras, it's punch was stopped dead in it's tracks by the pokemon released from the ball. The Dragon pokemon's fist was still crackling with lightning, but it had be smashed against another well built creature. This one was a Mamoswine, who exhaled a large puff of air from it's snout into the Dragonite's face. Giving a nervous smile the Mamoswine bellowed as it pucked it's head to push the dragonite off it. "Icile Crash!" Jet yelled, The Mamoswine already one step ahead as the icicle began to form over the dragonite. The pokemon looked up in fear as the sharp spiked stalactites formed over it's head and subsequently dropped with incredible force. Naturally the pokemon that had a sever weakness to the cold try to dodge the attack, but even with it's swift movement, between the broken chucks of ice flying about after it was shattered and the near constant barge of icieles from above the Dragon soon found itself incredibly injured, scratches and bruises covering it's whole body.

While those two went at it, Jet checked Meadbh to make sure it wasn't too badly injured. The pokemon seemed to lose it's cool and sassy composure from earlier and was now writing in pain from the attack it took. The wound made was easy to spot, the charred black being a stark contrast to the calming blue that usually covered the pokemon as lighting still seemed to spark around the wound. The Pokemon tried to heal itself with life dew but it's throat was too badly hurt from the attack. It was distressed, never having this happen to it before. After all, what is a lapras without it's singing voice? "Shhh Shhh, relax, take it easy. You're just winded and looks like it got a lucky parahax too. I'll take you to the center right after this, so just calm down." Trying his best to calm down his pokemon, he glanced back to see how his Mamoswine was faring.

Even after taking such a massive hit, the Dragonite Jet was battling seemed to still have quite some fight left in it. Instead of it's fists, the dragon took a leaf out of it's friends book and used it's tail, a torrent of water surrounding it as it flew into the sky to get a better vantage at hitting the large bulky Mamoswine. Even with it's sheer size and power the pokemon skidded along the ground. It grunted in pain, exhaling more steam from it's snout, still content with fighting. It too glanced back to Jet who was stroking the back of Meadbh's long blue neck in an attempt to comfort her. The Lapras seemed rightfully frightened by the situation, glancing to the Mamoswine, terror in her eyes. Letting out a large roar, the woolly Mammoth raised itself onto it's hind legs. "No Oighear don't!" but the plea came too late. Englufed in rage for it's friend the pokemon landed back to the ground with such an impact that the ground began to shake violently. As an instinct the Dragonite's took off from the ground to avoid the carnage while the earth around them rumbled. Even in flight, shards of earth broke from the ground and were launched skyward, smacking both dragons and bringing them back to earth. Even after that attack the ground still shook, hurting both the Lapras and Shinra's Nidoking who couldn't fly to avoid being hit. Still, Despite the usual immunity the Dragonites took damage from the ground type attack and were now at the mercy of Oighear, the enrgaed Mamoswine.

-Lapras took a big thunderpunch to the neck and is still realing from it, being partially paralyzed and v.frightened
-Mamoswine was sent out and used Icicle crash on the Dragonite who hurt lapras
-Jet tried to comfort his pokemon
-Seeing how hurt the Lapras was, Mamoswine went berserk and used an earth shattering earthquake!
-The Dragonite didn't take off quick enough and were hit with flying debris, the other grounded pokemon and trainers would still feel the full force from the attack though.

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After the loud crash of a girl hitting the floor had subsided, the air was filled with the gleeful giggles of a small ghost. Duskull floated around giggling, doing tiny twirls in the air around Elise. It was so pleased with itself for causing the girl such a fright and the scream was the cherry on top! Having her land on the ground wasn't what he expected but knowing what usually happened, his master would be around to help her up and they could go their separate ways. Well usually that's what happened. This time though, while Cy was dancing around, a large net swung down and ensnared the one eyed ghost! "Haha! I got you! You sinister specter! No longer will you terrorize our peaceful town!" |Cried an old man at the other end of the net. The fellow looked well into his ninety's and presumably from the way he was going on, senile. He had a Hagoita in the other hand and was dressed up like he was about to attend some new years thing.

Meanwhile, Jet was had only just looked up to see Elise fall to the ground. "Wow, that's an almost comical level of clumsy..." he said to himself as he glanced over to where Cy was once floating. Quickly putting two and two together, the young rocket quickly realized what had happened and walked over to make sure his ghost type hadn't caused too much trouble. Luckily he was just in time to hear the man's speach and see his Duskull fiddle frantically with the net that had suddenly caught it. "You're a ghost Cy, just phase through it." he sighed towards his pokemon as he turned his attention to the old man. "And you. He isn't a sinister specter! He's just a ghost who likes to prank people, this time the girl just got a bit too carried away." He then glanced over to Elise who was still o the ground. "You're okay aren't you?" he asked, looking down on her almost accusingly, like this whole scenario was her fault.

Assuming she was, the elderly man crouched down beside the young girl and offered her a hand up. "Ah I see, I do apologize." Once the girl was up the man gave a deep bow to Jet and his duskull who at this point had freed itself from the net. "You see, around new years, a plethora of ghost type pokemon tend to invade our town. We think it's because of the generally good aura it gives off for most of the year. Now normally having a few ghosts about isn't too much of a problem. And during the rest of the year it isn't a major concern for us. But every January there comes the nastiest ghosts from around the region who only want to cause pain and suffering to the residents. It has usually fallen on me to drive them off! And up until this year I've been doing an amazing job! This year though I am unable to stay and protect Verdanturf and no one else is willing to take over! If only there was someon-" before the man could speak any more Jet put up his hand for him to stop and interjected.

"If you really want I can do it. Just please stop talking so much." Even at a glance Jet's eyes looked glazed over and his general expression showed his brain was fried from listening to the man. The man clapped his hands together happily and then turned to Elise. "You will help too? Won't you miss?" he asked exactingly. After she gave her answer the man then pointed over to the sign just beside the pokemon center and on the way out of town. That there is probably the most central point of town and probably the best place to stay to get a good look to see if any try to come in. I'm sure the two of you will manage perfectly though! Anyway I must be off!" And with those last few words, the man ran off.

Still rather confused about the whole situation, Jet just shook his head. "Well then, better move to the sign. I'm Jet by the way. And the pokemon that gave you the fright is Cy. Hope he didn't do anything to mean to get you to shriek like that." he said as he moved along, not sounding to concerned despite his words.

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Now that winter was coming to an end, the blizzard that raged over Hoenn was beginning to subside. The snow was melting and the ice types were now retreating back to the safety of their caves. Most weather forecasters predicted that things should be totally back to normal in Feburary. Still, even with the weather warming up and turning back to normal for a tropical region, there was still a light frost on the grass around Verdanturf town. The sun was finally out on full display at the very least and while it did have a harsh glare to it's rays it did it's job of heating up the area.

Most people were sad to see the snow go, since it was a seldom event that happened around the region. Jet however was not one of those people and was thanking Arceus for the heat. Jet always preferred the warmth to the cold, mainly because now he didn't need to weigh himself down with 10 layers of clothing. Well maybe now he would be less of an annoyance? Since he couldn't complain about the cold anymore? Doubtful but hey! It was a good start.

For now though, the young blue haired rocket walked into the cozy town of Verdant with not too much on his mind for what he wanted to do. With him for the stroll was his little Duskull Cy, who was mainly looking to scare some passersby as they made their way through the region. Recently he had been doing a few missions for the rockets and as a result he felt somewhat on edge. The more work he had to do for the gang the more paranoid he felt in himself. Even walking down a busy street made the boy feel like many eyes were on him. He disliked the feeling but alas was forced into the position. Now Jet wasn't left stuck feeling like this for long. Usually the young man just did a job or two that didn't involve an order to do so to calm his soul. Either that or just act like a normal trainer and challenge random people to a battle.

For now, Jet just relaxed himself on a bench in the center of town, looking through the pokeballs on his belt. As he did though, Cy found himself bored and was looking for fun the only way he knew how. Through spooks! It's red eye rolled around it's head, searching for a victim around the square and fortunately it landed on one! A blonde girl who looked a little younger than Jet. With a small snicker, the ghost phased through the ground the bench and waited for the girl to pass. Once she was close enough, he'd emerge from his hiding spot in the hopes of frightening the girl, leaving Jet to clean up the mess as per usual. Little did the ghost know though was that it was being stalked too...

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After accepting the help, Shinra was quick to point out some tracks in the distance, making them the first point of investigation. But as for the topic of conversation, much like their first encounter, it was his pokemon that sparked Shinra's interest prompting him to ask about the Lapras. "I swear to god if you try and segway this into calling it cute and wanting to feel it up..." he grumbled under his breath while he glanced around. Since Jet permanetly had a stick up his butt, he wasn't going to let anything that had happened between the two previously go anytime soon. And even though the last time the hulking man pet one of his pokemon it was mainly for warmth, but of course the young rocket had to take the worst possible thought from that interaction and claim it to be fact.

"But anyway, nah she isn't always like this. Since I'm such an amazing trainer she usually listens to me. But every now and then she gets notions." Now it was Jet's turn to act smugly, thinking that this little white lie wouldnt be too bad. Besides it made him look better so surely it was good! Meadbh the Lapras had another idea though. She was a smart pokemon and totally understood what Jet was saying. Needless to say the sassy pokemon didn't like it one bit. She let out a soft cry somethat annoyed cry to get the two trainer's attention. Once she did, she'd spout out a small stream of water at Jet, not strong enough to do any damage, but just enough to wet the lad. The blue haired lad just stood there, well used to this kind of behavior from his pokemon. After being thoroughly soaked, Jet wiped off his face with his jumper sleeve and turned back to Shinra. "Alright that's it, get back in the ball!" he looked back to his lapras which was of course glaring at him to tell the truth which naturally made Jet sigh.

His exasperation was overshadowed by loud cruching noises just behind him and turning around he just saw Shinra being punted across the charred grove while two intimidatiing looking Dragonite stared intently at the two. "What the hell! Just because you're as big as one doesn't mean you should bare knuckle fight a dragon!" he yelled as he felt a mixture of heat and sharp wind get closer and closer. The other Beast had launched a large twister attack towards Jet which subsequently hit and sent the boy spiraling into the air. "Oshitoshitosh-



What goes up must come down, and after being lauched into the air, Jet came barreling down until he collided with Shinra full force! Normally someone would be glad to have another person break their fall, intentionally or otherwise, but in this case it only made the young rocket groan loudly. "Why do you have to be so built! It would have been a softer landing on the ground..." he moaned rubbing his head. Meanwhile seeing the two large intimidating dragons only made Meadbh want to destroy them to show how strong she was. That is of course if she could stop giggling at the two humans being tossed aside like rag dolls. At least the ice type's priorities were straight. At the Dragon who sent Jet flying, the pokemon lined itself up and opened it's mouth. From it's maw a large concentrated mist erupted out, the smoldering ground freezing once it came in contact with it. The icy blast knocked the Dragonite back, dealing plenty of damage which caused it to shiver, glaring at the blue transport pokemon. But what would they do now?

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"Wait you! What are you doing here!" he said at the same time as Shinra, pointing at his prosecutor. He gave a confused glare to man who seemed a little different than the last time he had saw him. When they met first the air was cold and the man dawned a more flameish red hair but now that things were heating up his hair was a dark black colour and it looked like he got bigger. Anyway, without too much more delay he'd answer the question presented to him. "I came here 'cause I heard a dragon was burning stuff to the ground in a mad rampage. Was told to stop it too, not that anyone with half a brain needed telling." he said pulling the collar of his t-shirt to try and let some cool air refresh his now sweating body. "To be honest, I half thought your silhouette was the dragon. You got even more jacked since the last time I saw you. And forgot to get a haircut by the looks of things too." he joked, stepping forward and breaking another branch underneath his foot. Not being too much of an expert tracker, Jet didn't really know he was making his presence known so easily. It was probably why he was as surprised as Shinra when he turned around so suddenly.

Speaking of tracking, among the blackened remains of the former grove seemed to be some footprints as well as a distinct path made by whatever pokemon lit the place up. Whatever made this mess was big and powerful to boot. A different kind of sweat started to pump from Jet's purs as he thought what kind of Dragon did this. "Maybe we should look for it together? You and track them and I can um... Coll us down!" From his belt, Jet took out a cool looking blue dive ball and let out a large blue pokemon. "Alright Meadbh, Sparkling Aria." he commanded at his lapras who gave the boy a glare before turning her head in disgust. "Please..." he said through a sigh. The Lapras smirked and looked to Shinra as if to say "That's right, I made him say that" before it opened it's mouth a let out a clear high note. From above, a very light sprinkle of water rained down on the two, cooling both off while also lessening the heat of the surrounding area. "Anyway, lead the way Shinra."