Dragonite soldiered on after the direct attack, and struck hard at the opening that others had provided, killing the birb, though it wasn't immediately apparent. Once the poisonious globs stopped moving and just became polluted liquid, Oliver figured the battle was over. Flying down, he inspected the body to find an egg. That immediately started to hatch. Uh oh. Out from the egg was another one of those odd looking Articuno, minus the armor. It...actually looked both cool and majestic. Looking up at him with those slitted eyes, Ollie took out a little bit of food and fed it. As it pecked at the food, the tail feathers wrapped themselves around his leg. Did it...just imprint on him? Well, that could be both good and bad he guessed. Dragonite could at least teach it to fly.
"C'mere little buddy." The birb hopped on his arm, then settled on his shoulder, rubbing against his head.
Then back to the mine carts they went, completely ignoring the cheers and the crowning of a Rocket boy and
Caleb Harcourt. Going back, the ore didn't seem to be part of the sludge. So he just flew all the carts he could get towards the Pokemon Center. At the crowd, he spoke up.
"Whoever is a scientest or smeltor, can you take a look at these, they seem...odd. And possibly connected. If we knew more about it, we could potentially be in a better position to defend ourselves. I highly doubt this is over." With that, he zipped on over to the Pokemon Center that was likely to get overwhelmed, and added his Dragonite to the list.
ONE MONTH LATERAs cleanup continues, and further fortifications maybe being developed/made, Oliver notices the writing in the bloody looking sludge. Unnerving him. A Skeleton Hand and a Black Knight. He couldn't think of any Pokemon that would fit those descriptions. If this "prophecy" was correct...then his warning a month earlier was very much right. Training camps were going to be needed. Going over to
Caleb Harcourt and
Isaac Merlo, he would ask them a question.
"You guys heard about the prophecy and/or message? I think we need to prepare for the future struggle. Not just training ourselves up, but the citizenry as well. Permission to create a training camp of sorts? I'll gladly take any volunteers to assist in training." He wasn't even going to descriminate between Rocket and League. Although he would still be extremely wary of any Team Rocket Members.
THE FIRST YEAR
The training camps had been helpful, even as interrupted as they had been due to the attacks. Even when he was in the middle of training the baby Galarian Articuno, he had to go to action. Leading from the front, he was there with the others to fight against wave after wave of highly aggressive sludge monsters. He would also join others in fighting against the Dynamaxed and Gigantimaxed threats that rose from time to time. It just seemed like he didn't have enough time for anything, but the training camps were proving to be well worth it.
TEN YEARS LATER
Ten years of constant fighting and struggling...what a decade. Whle Oliver was older, and had gained an enormous amount of combat experience along with his Pokemon, the biggest surprise was the Galarian Articuno, now fully grown, and a member of his team, if unofficially. He had made special riding gear for the Articuno, and they had practiced as well. It seemed to have enjoyed being around him when he could, more so when he decided to use it a time or two for the threats that still happened. Certainly not his ace, but still a very strong card for him to have.
Even so, when Necrozma appeared...things went to shit real fast. His training camps couldn't prepare for this. While they were able to stall it enough to make it leave, the devastation wrought was...painful. His Chansey did what it could to help out, but...things were bound to happen. New discoveries were made, however, from the metal that they were slowly peeling off the Necrozma. Oliver had a
war club imbued with Freezing Glare. Even so, he continues the training camps, doing his best to prepare not just the citizenry, but also whoever wishes to train up. They were going to need all the power that they could get, and there was one way for him to contribute towards that.
TLDR
Inspected Articuno's body to find EGG. EGG hatches into baby Articuno. Takes it with him.
Brings minecarts full of ore to the Pokemon Center, Calls on Smiths and Scientists to study them. Gives dire warning that this isn't over.
Heals Dragonite.
One Month Later, sees the writing on the walls, with permission from
Isaac Merlo and
Caleb Harcourt, sets up a training camp with volunteers to prepare for the coming storm.
The First Year, Oliver is bounced around training the baby Articuno Birb and defending the town. His training camps proving to be fruitful...hopefully.
Ten years later, Galarian Articuno is now fully grown, complete with riding gear.
Necrozma attacks, and Ollie does what he can to assist in driving it back. A
war club imbued with
Freezing Glare is made for him.
Continues with his training camps and his own personal training.
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