Hello everyone,

Had to work yesterday because of the Hurricane that threatened to come through where I live. Didn't actually get any of it, but still. So that's why I didn't get the opportunity to upload on Courage. I got some writing done on it, but it'll probably be next Saturday that I get the next chapter out.

Anyway, on to the chapter.

Authors note at the bottom.

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Reminder of pokemon and names:

Hashirama aka Hashi - Hariyama.

Minato - Hypno.

Madara - Arcanine.

Shika - Absol.

Asuma - Ursaring.

Tobirama aka Tobi - Gyarados.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Saffron City was every bit of the sprawling metropolis the games liked to portray. I walked through a smaller suburb city, mainly consisting of working class people and established trainers.

Even from the suburb, I could see the massive skyscraper in the middle of Saffron. On it's side, 'Silph Co.' was displayed proudly for the world to see. A part of me wondered whether or not the masterball existed in this universe. I didn't want it to. I've seen what regular pokemon are capable of, but being able to capture a legendary without a struggle… No, I did not want it to exist.

As I continued to walk into the city, I realized that over half of the population of Kanto must live in the metropolis, if not more.

"Hey, kid."

That phrase itched something deep in my memories, and I couldn't help but find it familiar. I turned to the voice. She sat at a table on the patio of a coffee shop and had an empty cup in front of her.

It was the very first girl I had ever defeated, on Island Three. She had the same blonde hair put in a ponytail coming out of a baseball cap. She had a tank top on, with short shorts, a very common outfit for trainers. I couldn't help but think she fell short, compared to Daisy though.

"You're familiar." I said as I realized that I was just staring at her.

"So are you. You have very distinct hair." The girl said as she stood up from her table. "Jess." She introduced as she hopped the short fence of the coffee shop.

"Brawly." I greeted. A houndoom that was laying at the girls feet at the table jumped up and followed her over the fence. It was a very attractive specimen for it's kind, and the horns on its head had notches that proved it's experience. Although they still curved perfectly around it's head, meaning it was well taken care of. Obviously this was not the same houndour that Hashi had whooped up on in his first battle.

"What brings you to Saffron?" Jess asked.

"I have a Gym challenge at 10." I answered her truthfully.

"With Sabrina?" Jess asked with a confused look on her face.

"Yep. What about you? What brings you to the city?" I asked, just trying to make conversation.

I had come to a couple of conclusions recently. The main one being: I am a fucking loner, and I have like two friends and one of them is a Professor, he doesn't count.

"I live here! Dad works for Silph." Jess replied quickly while looking at her watch. "You should probably get going, need an escort?"

I thought about telling her no thanks, but I decided that I could socialize a little more. "I'd love some company." I said with a smile.

Jess returned it and started walking in the direction I knew would lead to the gym, her houndoom lumbered beside her.

"I thought Saffron didn't allow pokemon." I said, taking the opportunity to pry her for information.

"Residents can apply for a permit." Jess told me quickly. "Traveling trainers can register with the league for a similar permit, but it's more expensive. All of Kanto and Johto recognize it, though."

I frowned. "How didn't I know about that?" I wondered, rhetorically.

"It's not common information." Jess replied.

We fell into a silence after that. It wasn't awkward, but it wasn't comfortable either. I could tell she was searching for things to say. I wasn't one to break silences, that was how I preferred the world most of the time. I took pity on her.

"Tell me about the city." I said, giving her something she could talk about for a while. I was right, she could talk for forever.

"Good luck. I think I'll grab a ticket and watch if you don't mind." Jess said as we walked into the air conditioning of the Saffron City Gym.

"I'd like that." I said, still being nice. My attempts at flirting was pathetic, I must admit. Maybe it was because I didn't care about that stuff anymore. Sure I liked the opposite sex, I just never chased it.

Jess smiled at me and headed over to the ticket desk, while I moved to the receptionist.

"Brawly. 10 O'Clock challenge." I said, not wasting any time.

I shouldn't have been shocked to see the young male trainer sitting in a meditative position, while the keyboard in front of him typed away without his fingers touching it. I wonderd if it was a real example of psychic powers, or a gimmick. His age led me to believe he wasn't quite adapted yet, so I had trouble believing the trick.

"They want me to tell you that you may enter." The boy said with an otherworldly voice.

I rolled my eyes. "Ok, where should I.."

I was interrupted by a door behind the boy opening without anyone on either side. With my question answered before I finished, I moved forward unfazed by the tricks. Now I knew it wasn't real, Shika clouded my mind from other psychics constantly, there was no way they could read my mind.

I stepped into the next hallway, to find it was very very dark inside. It went pitch black when the door closed behind me. I audibly sighed, and reached on the side of my backpack and grabbed the flashlight.

Honestly, this was ridiculous.

When I turned it on, I saw a simple hallway that had signs pointing the direction of the challengers booth. Did this trick work on other trainers? There were so many ways to solve this problem. I assumed Sabrina wanted trainers to use their pokemon?

A part of me wanted to bring out Shika and walk on to the stage with the disaster pokemon. I found that walking out with a simple flashlight would probably piss the league off even more, so that's exactly what I did.

I expected to see Sabrina waiting for me. But instead, I got some short brown headed boy waiting for me.

"You must defeat me before you can challenge Sabrina. One versus one, standard rules." The gym trainer said as he threw a pokeball in front of him.

An exeggutor materialized onto the field. I smirked as I reached to my own belt and released my pokemon.

There was no going easy on gyms anymore. I didn't care about making it hard on myself or my pokemon right now. I wanted to crush this gym and the next to send a message. I would not gamble with my future.

So I released Madara on the field.

It was the first time in a long time that an arcanine had graced a gym battle. Blaine almost never used his old arcanine before his death. And Oak had been out of the game for a long time.

I was not surprised when the crowd went silent. When I mean silent, I mean you could hear my breathing on the opposite side of the field.

And then the crowd went wild with activity. It wasn't a roar of approval, just a gossiping type of noise.

"Begin." The boy across from me had his brow pulled together when the referee said the words.

One thing about having psychics, is that there are no commands given, audibly. Everything is done via telepathy. So when a wave of psychic force traversed the distance between our two pokemon, Madara disappeared from view. That wasn't really true, we could just barely perceive his movement.

When he appeared on the right side of the stadium, he sent a flamethrower towards the exeggutor immediately.

The trainer wasn't incompetant, I'll give him that, because three rocks lifted up off of the floor and blocked the flamethrower before hurling through the air towards Madara.

He disappeared again, and bowled the poor exeggutor over. When the movement stopped, he stood over the psychic plant with a flamethrower building in his mouth.

Once again the trainer proved himself. Madara's attack was interrupted as he took a psychic point blank to the chest. His reactions were so fast that he did have time to jump in the air to shake some of the blow off.

Fine, no more mister nice guy. Sacred Fire.

As he was being lifted in the air, his energy switched and the flame in his mouth turned blue, before he let it go.

A psychic shield appeared and stopped the sacred fire for a moment. The crowd's cries hit my ears when the sacred fire started to eat through the barrier, and the exeggutor made a sound of struggle.

Then Madara landed again.

The gym trainer recalled his pokemon just as Madara appeared beside it with a fire fang ready to pierce into its midsection. It would have severely wounded the pokemon, but not killed it like going for the head would have done.

"Brawly wins. He advances to challenge Sabrina."

The crowd went wild.

If I expected a break between the fights, I would have been severely wrong. The boy in front of me disappeared and in his place, the form of Sabrina greeted my eyes. In front of her, a Kadabra floated in the air.

I recalled Madara immediately, and sent out Shika.

Once again, the crowd hushed as they saw my next pokemon. I swear I could have heard an 'are you kidding me?' reach my ears but it might have been my imagination.

"Two pokemon. Begin."

Shika opened her mouth, and a shadow ball began to form, the purple energies of the ghost type filled the arena and the hair on my arms rose. The kadabra didn't react at all as the move formed.

Just as it finished and Shika sent the Shadow Ball towards the psychic, the kadabra disappeared, proving it can teleport with ghost type energies in the vicinity. It appeared off to the side and raised it's right hand, the one with a single silver spoon in it. A bright blue sphere began to form in front of it.

My eyes widened, recognizing the move immediately. What was a kadabra doing, using Lucario's signature move Aura Sphere?

Psycho cut! I commanded my pokemon quickly.

The kadabra fired the aura sphere. It flew towards Shika faster than I thought it would. Luckily, I recognized the damage it could do, and once it got close enough to my absol, she met it head on with a slash from her horn. The psychic energies of psycho cut dispersed the fighting type energy.

In the span of a couple of seconds, Sabrina established her reputation. That was not an easy move for any pokemon to use, let alone the pokemon in front of me that wasn't even fully evolved.

"You have decided to announce yourself to the world, I see." Sabrina's voice was not otherworldly, like the previous trainers I met in the gym. It was cool, calm, and calculated but otherwise normal.

She was talking about the two pokemon I was using, and the brutality I was willing to show. She wasn't wrong.

"Tired of rolling with the punches. Decided I might hit back." I said. It was a vague term that the crowd would relate with. But the league would understand what I was saying. I was not a punching bag, and I would not break under their gaze.

"Good." Sabrina said, ending the conversation.

Her kadabra fired off another aura sphere without warning. Shika responded the same way as last time.

The kadabra teleported above her, and fired another one. Shika cut through it with her horn covered in psychic energy. She couldn't get the chance to attack because it teleported again and fired another attack off.

After the fourth repeat, I commanded my pokemon to just keep the psycho cut active the entire time and wait it out. Eventually, the kadabra would tire out.

Ten more teleports, nothing changed. The Kadabra looked like it could go forever, and Shika was starting to lose hold on the psychic energy for keeping it up for so long.

I developed a hasty plan, and relayed it.

The next time the kadabra teleported I put it into play.

Future sight. Meet him in the air.

Shika manipulated the psychic energies well and it fell from her horn as she directed it to other places. Shika blurred into a quick attack.

When the kadabra appeared it was face to face with an absol. It dropped the fighting type energy and caught Shika in mid air with telekinesis out of reaction more than anything.

I smirked.

Shika slashed her horn at the kadabra, and dark energy flew out of it at close range. The kadabra torqued its body so that the slash wouldn't hit it's torse, but it's left arm was right in the path. The night slash hit the left arm of the kadabra and almost cut it off.

Blood sprayed in the air, and the kadabra teleported back to it's trainer, who surprisingly didn't recall the pokemon like I expected. This lull in activity allowed the psychic type to lay a hand on it's arm and a pink glow sealed the wound shut, as if nothing ever happened.

All of it happened in the span of three seconds.

The crowd went wild, once again.

Fuck, I gave up the advantage.

My assuming the match was over, might have just cost me the match.

Another aura sphere flew Shika's way. I switched it up. She moved into a quick attack again, except this time it was right when the kadabra teleported. She sent a night slash to where it would appear, just as the aura sphere turned to follow her. She prepared a shadow ball.

When the aura sphere hit the shadow ball, it disappeared from the world. It looked like the shadow ball had eaten the fighting type attack. Shika fired it.

At the same time, the kadabra came out of the teleport and didn't bother changing it's plan. The fighting type energy of aura sphere cut through the night slash, only to be met with the ghostly energies of Shadow Ball.

The kadabra's eyes widened and teleported again in front of it's trainer, right to where Shika was firing an ice beam.

The ice beam crushed the barrier that the kadabra tried to erect and hit it's torso like a freight train. The pokemon dematerialized into a red light just after the ice beam hit.

Sabrina was releasing her next pokemon without even letting the crowd react to the defeat of her kadabra. Not many people made it to her second pokemon.

The crowd let out a roar just as Sabrina's alakazam graced the field.

I had been around an elite alakazam for a while now, as I worked with Professor Oak. Oak's alakazam just seemed… uninteresting compared to the specimen in front of me.

Psychic energy flooded the area, and I could feel the alakazam threaten to get into my mind for a moment. Minato rebutted the attempt skillfully. Alakazam was the power of psychics, but hypno were known for the more esoteric aspects of psychic types. It was impressive, it even managed to breach Shika's dark type energies.

This is her real Alakazam. Not another alakazam, THE alakazam.

"Begin."

Shika sent a night slash towards the strongest alakazam on the planet. It looked at the attack like I would an ant. With a wave of it's hand, psychic energies dispersed the dark type energy.

My jaw threatened to hit the floor.

The crowd roared again.

I didn't even know that was possible.

Minato's excitement through our link was contradictory to my reaction.

Shika sent an ice beam at the alakazam. It raised a spoon, and from the spoon a jet of flame spewed forth to melt through the ice beam and continue through to my absol. Shika used a quick attack to relocate herself and the alakazam just followed her.

The stream of fire continued and burned a trail into the rocky landscape of the stadium.

All of a sudden, it stopped, and instead of a red flame on the end of it's spoon, a bright white light formed. Panic ran through me as I recognized the move. The crowd suddenly became deathly quiet.

It was like the world stood still.

And then it fired the attack.

The hyper beam was more powerful than what even Tobi could produce. I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.

The beam cut through the floor, and I believe that if Shika hadn't been using future sight at my command she would have been cut in half. I had to shield my eyes, and my ears started ringing as the loud sound hit my ears.

I refused to let the shock value of the hyper beam be what losed me the match, so I sent commands to Shika knowing that she had escaped the attack. When I looked up again I saw her leaping towards the tired looking alakazam with a silver tail. It should have been a good plan. It wasn't.

The alakazam, who looked like it was tired after the hyper beam suddenly stood up straight in the air and rose a silver spoon towards my absol. My eyes widened as I realized I had been tricked and I pushed the recall button on Shika's pokeball. She disappeared into the pokeball just as a massive blue aura sphere passed through where her body had been.

I was convinced that it would have killed her if it impacted. That would make twice Sabrina would have killed her in one match. It was a message, no doubt.

My anger spiked. I felt my starter demand to be used through our link. Hashi's anger matched my own.

No. Minato's voice denied my next ideas. He was all but demanding to be used next. His own anger was spiked, but not near Hashi's and not even on the same planet as my gyarados' anger.

I mentally went over who I should choose. Madara might have been my best bet, but when a psychic was powerful enough to rip boulder out of the ground and bombard him with rocks, it wouldn't be a good idea.

I made a choice. It would be power versus skill.

I released Minato on the field.

The crowd made a noise that equated to 'come on man, really? Is that the best you could do.' I couldn't help but smirk at the lesson they and the league were about to learn.

"I expected more." Sabrina said with a 'tsk.'

I was tired of people doubting me. So was Minato.

"Begin."

Minato disappeared, and reappeared behind the alakazam, who sent out a wave of pure psychic energy, so weak that it was designed to keep him still for a second. I could tell through our link that it shook Minato up slightly, but his mind grasped the concept and managed to react in time to teleport again.

A shadow ball flew through the air where he previously was.

An electric covered hand barely touched the alakazam's foot, and it seized up for a moment.

Minato teleported above the Alakazam and was about to hit it with an electric covered fist when it too, disappeared.

The alakazam appeared in front of me, and all of a sudden I lost my connection to my pokemon, while feeling a foreign presence. I ripped it out of my mind with all the force I could muster. The training of my childhood kicked in. Even then, I barely disrupted the connection the alakazam made with me.

Luckily, Minato was already moving again and this time his fist was covered with ice as he powered through a barrier the alakazam erected and clipped the right hand of the alakazam. I heard the cracking of a broken bone, and suddenly I had my connection with my hypno again.

The alakazam teleported in front of it's trainer again, and there was a pause in the fighting. The crowd was going nuts. I don't know how I managed to hear it through my heart pounding in my ears.

Minato teleported again. The alakazam was ready this time, and a flamethrower fired towards where Minato would appear. Minato has always been able to pull off a teleport quicker than I would expect, but this time it wasn't even fair.

When he appeared in front of the flamethrower, it was about two feet away from hitting him and moving fast. He managed to teleport again before it reached three inches from his skin.

The alakazam obviously expected to roast my hypno, because it didn't even manage to turn to where Minato appeared.

In Minato's palm was an orb of ghostly energies.

He shoved it towards the alakazam's chest.

My hypno looked just like Minato Namikaze driving a rasengan into Obito the night he released the ninetails from Kushina and attacked the village. It was actually the inspiration behind Minato learning to teleport with a shadow ball so close to his body.

Alakazam, and it's line, is notorious for having overwhelming psychic power but an extremely weak body. Proof was how easy it was for Minato to break it's hand from an ice punch.

The shadow ball ate a hole through its side, and shattered the ribes underneath it before Sabrina recalled her pokemon. I was happy that she saved her pokemon from certain death, but felt no remorse at almost causing it. She had tried to get Shika, and that was unforgivable.

The blood pumping in my ears faded, and once it did, I realized just how quiet the stadium was for a moment. Everyone was looking at me. I grabbed Minato's pokeball and recalled him.

It was when I started to walk down the steps that the crowd reacted.

I have never heard a crowd be that loud before.

"Arcues' balls Brawly!"

I had just made it onto the sidewalk, and out of the gym when I heard the voice. In my backpack was my newest gym badge badge. I turned to see Jess running up to me. My blood stil ran hot in my veins. My body demanded movement.

"You didn't tell me it was a five badge challenge!" She exclaimed as she grabbed my arm. In my mind, the touch was a tad too affectionate. Something in me loved it.

The adrenaline, and fighting type energy, hadn't quite left my body, so I allowed her to touch me, I wanted her to and I wanted to touch her. When she did, lust sprang up in my mind. Stronger than I had felt in a long time. I just acted on it, and I don't know why.

I grabbed her by the neck, and the lower back and kissed her.

The world blurred then, and the next thing I knew I was in her apartment.

Warning: Lemon ahead! If you want to skip, the end will be notified in bold lettering.

"Oh legendaries! I'm cumming!" I heard Jess say. It was like my mind woke up again.

My orgasm was blinding, and as it continued on, it was like the hold my lust had on my mind slowly faded away. I couldn't help but continue to thrust as the girl beneath me squeezed me dry. My hands gripped her hips too hard and I knew she would bruise.

Memories of kissing the girl beneath me hit my mind, followed by her teleporting us straight into the apartment. I didn't even remember the psychic that did it.

Gothorita. I suddenly remembered.

The clothes flew, and then something inside me came out. Thirty minutes, a pounding for Jess and here I was, behind her with her head in the pillow and her ass in the air towards me as I came inside her.

My now, partially, rational mind realized the stupidity of that fact.

"I've never came so much in my life." The girl moaned into the pillow her face was pushed into. I removed my hand from her neck once I realized it was the reason for that.

I tried not to panic about how I just essentially blacked out and took advantage of the girl. Her statement at least led me to believe it was consensual. I just had never experienced anything like that in my past life.

"Glad you liked it." I decided to try and play it cool, but inside my mind, a war was raging.

"Loved it."

Lemon over!

I left her apartment as soon as possible, stating the gym battle tomorrow as my reasoning. She stood up on wobbly legs and kissed me goodbye.

Immediately, I called the only person I could think of to ask for advice: my father.

"What's up, squirt?" Brody asked as he answered the phone.

The word 'squirt' brought up a whole different image in my head and I shook it out of my thoughts. "We need to talk." I told him seriously.

"Explain." Was all that Brody said.

After fumbling a bit, I explained the story. It was a bit awkward, but he listened attentively the entire time and didn't interrupt.

"I didn't expect it so soon." Brody said, once I finished my explanation.

That threw me for a loop. Expect it?

"It sounds consensual, so you're good there. Is she on birth control?" Brody asked, taking it all in stride.

"Yes." I answered truthfully. "She even showed me the package, and hasn't missed a day this month."

"Good." Brody responded. "Keep up with her, tell her that if it happens, we'll raise it. She'll most likely take the easy route, but the offer will stand."

That nearly short-circuited my brain, and I couldn't even fathom thinking about that right now.

"Calm down, son. There is some good news." Brody interrupted my racing mind. Luckily, my feet were still leading me to the train station in Saffron that goes all the way to Johto, into Goldenrod City.

"How can there be good news? What if this happens again!?" I exclaimed.

"That's what I'm getting at! It normally only happens once. It's a side-effect of adapting." Brody answered me. "Fighting types are notorious for it. Your body will adapt further to the energy now. Thank your lucky stars it was consensual. I've seen too many girls' lives ruined over that shit."

The panic running through my veins eased up a bit, but there was a sliver of worry still. I focused on my breathing, and heart rate. Now that it was all over, my body seemed to be continuously fading into something resembling peace and content. I could feel my eyes get a little heavier.

Brody managed to act like a true father would, despite it all.

"Was she hot?"

A/N: Boom!

There is a dirty chapter for all you dirty bastards! I told myself I wasn't going to write anymore sex scenes on purpose. But I've always told you all that the story writes itself, and I am a slave to it's whim.

I've put a warning for those who don't want to read that sort of stuff. Now that I'm older, I realize that most of the time it serves no purpose in the story. This time, I think it's justified, because it shows the effects of the fighting type energy extend farther than initially thought. And I didn't even really want to write it to be honest.

Anyway, what do we think? Sabrina was definitely the biggest gym challenge Brawly has faced. Her alakazam was an absolute monster!

I think the reason Minato does better than Shika, is because he can get close to the pokemon at will. He's basically a hard counter to the alakazam, and other psychic's in general. I think Shika standing at distance and trying to trade power with him would just not work, he's too advanced. But I doubt Sabrina and him would expect a hypno to fight the way that he did.

What about Minato and the rasengan scene?! Like it or no? I thought it was dope, but I'm a fucking nerd so...

Let's talk in the reviews!