Daily Life

After our meeting with Rosland and having Shel join me as my aid. A month has passed with us taking up residence in the cave of an old Garchomp colony. During this month the six of us have expanded the cave and done some small clearings of those who must die. Shel had figured out a way to help us cover more areas and that is by starting our group. So following his decision me and him found twenty orphans and four homeless adults, two being veteran soldiers, starving to death. Taking them to the cave where we had dug out a trining facility, rooms, storage, crafting spaces, farms, kitchen, and a commons room.

We had enough space for these as the cave is inside a small mountain. We reinforced the rooms with wooden support structures and earth type moves. So everything was safe as can be if a ground type doesn't appear. Each of the twenty orphans were divided amongst the four adults into squads. The adults were three males and one female, the female was a former mercenary that served the Blackthorn army. She was called Rose as she had rose red hair and eyes along with a bloodthirsty habit. She was currently twenty-four years old and missing her right eye and a finger on her left hand.

The second veteran was a man in his early forties with graying brown hair and green hair. His name was Francisco, a former platoon leader in the Blackthorn army who was falsely accused of abandoning his platoon. Thus stripped of his title and clawed down the back by a dragon type four times as punishment. The other two were twin eighteen year olds with black hair and blue eyes. They're Gamma and Sez, sons of a blacksmith that used to create swords and spears for soldiers. The Orphans however, were a mix of fifteen boys and five girls.

The girls were Diana, a chestnut haired and eyed seven year old with a spring in her step and boundless optimism. Cival an eight year old, is a green haired and yellowed eye girl with a brooding expression and the stubbornness of a Onix. Haruno a five year old, is a black haired girl with black eyes and a listless look mostly along with being clumsy. Angel a ten year old, well she has white hair and purple eyes with a gloomy atmosphere and a habit to curse. Finally, Mei a nine year old, is a gray haired and grayed eyed girl that is honestly quite blank and tried stabbing Diana.

The boys are Greg, Fred, Tom, Fuji, Hanzo, Link, Harrison, Mark, Cesar, Gommer, Preston, Genji, Bastion, Dug, and N. The boys were a hodge podge of hair colors and eye colors honestly. Tom, Fuji, Gommer, Cesar, and Mark had black hair with green, hazel, red, black, and brown eyes respectively. With them all being four years old and sorta average build. Link, Harrison, and Dug had blonde hair and sky blue eyes. With them being twelve years old and more lean. Preston and Bastion have brown hair and silver eyes. The two were lanky but quick for six year olds. N well looks like future more present N but six years old. Greg, Fred, Hanzo, and Genji had emerald green hair with purple eyes. They were all thirteen and muscular for some reason.

Since the 2nd of the beginning month, I and Shel have been guiding them in how to fight more... Unorthodoxly. Occasionally every two days I and my team, or Shel would vanish to clean up some people and pokemon that needed to die. Today though using some of the money and gems we had secured from a month of kills. Me, my team, the orphans, and adults were going to the market to get crafting materials for weapons and armors. I know how to make a basic gun bench which is just sitting next to ammo bench. What we really need is materials for a smithy, weapons like swords and spears, and armor like studded leather and chainmail.

Stepping foot into the Blackthorn Capital market we looked around for the needed supplies. The kids along with Francisco were going to get food items to stock up the kitchen storage. I had Lockheart and Rascal tag along for precautions as they work well together. Funny a psychic and dark type pokemon work well together though, given they can cancel each other. The twins Gamma and Sez along with Ruin went to gather smithing and other crafting materials. Rose was with me and Vala as we headed to the more shady area that houses the black market.

As we stepped into the more decrepited looking area of the market. Seemingly homeless people became alert, their eyes studying us closely so I quietly slipped my Berreta M9 and a knife to Rose. Feeling the gun and knife suddenly on her person she looked more alert. Glancing at me she smirked slightly as we continued on our way. Although part way through I gripped the air suddenly violently and threw what I held into the ground. A human sized indent forming at my feet as I pulled my Colt Python free of its holster. Aimed where the head should be and blew a thirty year old woman's brains out.

"Senses sharp you two we got specialist prowling."

The sound of gun fire startled people and pokemon but Rose nodded calmly. Vala who was nearing maturity for her second form of Corvisquire, chirped an affirmative. As she rarely spoke and focused on being a moody protector more often than not. Holstering my gun I lit the corpse on fire with Will-o-wisp and left it to burn to ashes. As we continued on our way to the underground market.

As we entered the market a cloaked figure approached us and spoke to us. They spoke in a low threatening tone as they glared at me from under their hood.

"You can't just come in here and kill a member of the Thorn's. So pay tribute to the the Thorn family or you'll be Mightyena chow."

Poking a finger to the figures head And a crackle of electricity shot through the back of their skull. Their body crumpled before us as the fell backwards and I just tilted my head to the left. Saying in a calm voice with absolutely no hostility.

"Trying to rob, then threaten me isn't a good way to keep alive. After all when you try something funny against the world's safety or me. I have full authority to kill and punish you. Its why I'm the new legendary, because I know how to kill."

My words made the surrounding pokemon have their eyes dilate as they refused to move if asked. Seeing this I wave at an Alakazam with a small smile, my hand empty but suddenly with the pop of teleportation. A humans heart appeared in it as I clutched it, a figure dresses in black with a bow plummeting from a roof. Their body painting the pathways with red as it makes a sickening splat.

"Man people really want to test the Executioner."

The Alakazam I waved at teleports out of the area causing me to grin widely. After the Alakazam left I moved on with Rose on my heels cackling a little. We headed into a shop selling Pokemon, where upon entering the old woman behind the counter turned into a Zoroark. The Zoroark chuckled and greeted us in a jovial female voice as she spread her arms wide.

"Welcome to my shop young lord! Its not everyday a legendary walks in and I've dealt with a Victini. Hyper little victory freak he was."

"Well then it seems that we were told right about you from some slave pokemon."

"Oh? Which unlucky lucky bastard told you of little old me?"

"A Milktank before she got ripped apart by a starving Loudred."

"Oh.. Well that's life for you, you win something then lose something."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her statement, it holds a lot of truth to it. Leaning onto her shoddy store counter with my elbows I asked her something.

"So if I help your daughters would you be willing to let me have those who are barely hanging on?"

Her eyes widened a bit at my words, but eventually they turned back to normal as she looked down at the counter. I didn't need to bother looking down to know there were wet spots appearing. I simple moved a hand and stroked the Zoroarks head softly while waiting for her to calm. It took a few minutes before she silently led me to the back as Rose and Vala waited at the front. As we walked to the back my boots made soft thuds on the flooring.

Soon we came to a room where four Zorua's laid still, panting and emaciated. Entering the room under their mothers gaze I stood over the four. Kneeling down to the bedding they had been placed on, I gently lifted the youngest ones chin. Opening her mouth a little I pulled a pen sized flashlight from one of my armor pouches. Clicking it on I studied the inside of her mouth, sometimes rubbing her gums with a finger and checking for loose teeth.

After I checked it all over I closed her mouth after placing a thermometer under her tongue. Next I opened one of her eyes and shone my light into it, seeing it dilated and a little blood shot with a green substance in the veins. Checking for anything else I eventually closed her eye and laid her on her side. Where I gently prodded her with a finger as I traced my light over her body. Eventually near her stomach I came upon something that felt like a seed and quickly put my flashlight in my mouth.

Pulling out a knife I cut open the Zorua just about a few inches under her ribs near the heart. Carefully with steady hand cautiously before prying the cut open slowly revealing a seed. To be more exact a parasitic cocoon from a pokemon, so I carefully cut it out of the Zorua. Being extra careful with the parasitic vines sprouting out of the cocoon. Once I had it out and held it away from the Zorua I sealed it inside a box of dark energy. I did the same for the other three only one I had to play brain surgeon.

Military animal vet courses never really taught how to do brain surgery in the field, so I was extremely cautious. The little bugger even stirred as I felt an looking at me from inside it. That was when it tried to hastily suck the life from the young Zorua. So I was forced to phsse my hand out of the material realm and grab its soul. Ripping out the larva soul of a bug type pokemon, I burnt it to nothingness. After that I safely removed the cocoon and connecting vines. Looking at three boxes containing the remaining cocoons I made a tether of death to the parent.

As soon as the strings were solid I caused a quad kill by igniting the strings linking parent and child. After killing the offenders I looked at the kids and did something their mother became startled at. Rolling up my left sleeve to expose my forearm. I cut chunks of my own flesh out as I gritted my teeth with a grunt. After getting four pieces from my forearm I took out some Oran berry paste, and Chancey egg bits from a pouch as well. Rubbing the Oran berry paste on the chunks I rolled them up carefully. Then one by one I put the paste covered meat and Chancy egg bits in their mouths.

Helping them to chew them both and swallow, before I finally bandaged my arm up with Oran berry paste bandages. Their mother looked at me like I was crazy the entire time as I bandaged my arm up. As I stood up she finally spoke sounding a bit lost.

"Thank you... Why did you do that to yourself? That didn't seem like it was needed..."

"Because they haven't really eaten have they? So to help them get food and sure way to heal. I figured a chunks of my sorry self would be fine, I heal quickly after all. When about two hours pass they should be up and about given what all I can do. Which all I will say is "Death and destruction nurtures life.""

"...This may sound odd but would you listen my lord?"

"Shoot."

"After finding my daughters in an alley way out cold and the local family pressing me for money. Would you be willing to take us with you? Because... There's honestly nothing I can do to repay you besides joining you..."

"I don't need a servant but your good at illusions and seem like an okay soul. So I'll let you join us but our little group doesn't really have a name. We just sorta gathered twenty brats and four adults and started training them."

"That's fine, I'll go get everyone else so please wait out front. There's only a pair of Typhlosion's, a Phanpy, a Ninjask, a Shedninja, and a Milotic."

Saying this she gathered her daughter's into her mane and left the room. So I headed back up front when I heard a gun shot and a scream. So I teleported to the front and a sword got bounced off my chest armor. While a spear sliced through my throat causing blood to spray onto a dumbfounded swords man. But he didn't get to look dumb long as my left arm covered in dark energy went through his chest. Dark spikes of energy shot out of his blood vessels killing him quickly while my right hand covered in poisonous fog grappled the spear wielders face.

The fog surging through her pours, eyes, nose, and mouth melting her head from the inside out. As the two attackers died I stared at a man dressed as roman businessman. Blood still spraying from throat I mended it with psychic threads closing it up. The man looked startled as he looked at me he slowly backed up. But I stepped forward onto his shadow in the shop, holding him in place as I continued to stare at him.

The man just became unnerved at my slice and stare as he quickly threw a hidden knife at me. Catching it between two ghostly fingers as I drew my HK417 from my back. Aiming at him I fired four times into his chest causing him to jerk about from each shot. After being shot four times from the bullet holes a darkening blood purplish mist came. The mans body eventually turning into a puddle as it melted.

Sinking the puddle into the shadows I burnt the other bodies to ashes. Looking around inside I see a Zangoose with a bullet hole in the forehead. So I burnt it up as well before looking at Rose and Vala.

"Who?"

"Don of the Thorn's family and two flunkies. Not much of challenge given that your weapon killed a Zangoose easily."

"Kinda a let down."

"Time to head home, we got new recruits to settle in."

That was all for mine and the two's exchange as we met with those who will be leaving here. So as a group we headed back and met up with the other groups. Thus as a rather large gathering we all left the capital and headed home. To get everything settled and have some food is what everyone needed after a long day.