Pokemon The Force

Close to a city border, you can see three figures inside a car. This was, of course, our main protagonist, Soul. His master, Professor Oak and his mother, mom.

They all looked fresh up except for Soul who looked like he was dead inside, because of how boring the tour was.

Oak: We're finally here!

Soul: Thank goodness! I was bored to death by the tour, even my Pokemon is, too!

Mother: Soul! Be more respectful to professor Oak, as he was the one who offered us a ride all the way here!

Soul: Yes, mom! Anyways what is this town called, professor?

Oak: It's called Emblem town. From the name you can guess what this city is popular for.

Soul nodded as they drove to a normal four-stars hotel and booked three low-class rooms there. They all paid for their room, except for Soul since he was still young, so his mom paid it for him.

Walking to their respective rooms, Soul opened his room to see a decent size room with a single bed for one person, a small bathroom close to the door, a closet and a small TV. He didn't expect much from a low-class room anyways, at least there was also a small balcony outside.

Not having anything else to do than wait for four days before the tournament began, he released Noibat from the Pokeball and Anubis came out of his shadow, who seemed relieved that they've finally arrived.

Soul didn't want to train physically today since Anubis would be exposed in the gym, even in the forest, there's a chance he might be see by a human or machine.

He learned that unofficially trainers can get their Pokemons taken away from them if they didn't have their parents approval. Even so, he doubted that they would just take it kindly and just let them go easily. And by them, he meant the Pokemon League.

So he only asked them to train with absorbing the energy inside their body, as he would be doing it to increase his power with their type moves.

Right now he was focusing on using his power to help him to levitate his body, it was way harder than he expected as he could lift a giant rock with his mind, but not his body.

He could only levitate his body for five-seconds before falling and exhausted himself, so while he was focusing on that.

Anubis was progressing and could now make a small knife, it was a simple knife, but what surprised Soul was that he could enchant it with his type. Meaning he could enchant his aura knife with his Poison-type.

As for Noibat, it was in a meditating position, absorbing as much air and dragon energy as it could.

After a few hours later there was a knock on the door, which interrupted Soul and his Pokemon training. He was irritated by it but managed to calm himself down before opening the door. There he saw his mother and the professor looking at him as if they did something wrong.

Oak: Did we come at the wrong time?

Soul: No, we were already close to being done anyway. Why have your guys come here anyway?

Oak: We were thinking of registering you to the tournament after we had lunch.

Soul: I see, ok then give me a few seconds.

He didn't wait for them to say anything as he closed the door in front of them, before changing his clothes as Anubis went to his shadow and Noibat went into his Pokeball.

A few moments later, he came out of the room as they walked to the hotel restaurant and eat their lunches.

Soul had of course already fed his Pokemons their foods, when they arrived to their room from his inventory, where his items would not go expired, like the bag from the Pokemon games.

Arriving at a place, which looked like a stadium, they went to talk with one of the receptionists there. It was a middle-aged old man, who was looking as if he was bored, of course, Soul could understand his feeling of sitting in the same place all days long and do the same thing, over and over again.

Receptionist: Name?

Soul: Soul Winterflame.

Receptionist: Age?

Soul: Nine years old, ten in three months.

Various questions were asked to him by the receptionist. After a bunch of questions later, he asked one last question.

Receptionist: Do you have any Pokemon? If not you can borrow one to the tournament, kid.

Soul: Don't worry, I have my Pokemon.

The receptionist nodded and gave him an I.D card and a small book, which contain all the information's he needed to know about the tournament.

They all went back to the hotel again except for his mom, she said that she would go and explore the city for some time.

Before any of them could say anything, she already ran away to the nearest shop. They both sighed and went back to the hotel.

When they both reached there, both of them parted their ways, as Soul was walking back to his room, he heard some interesting gossips between the workers around here.

Worker: Hey, have you heard? The tournament reward is going to be given by one of the elite-four!

Worker 2: No way! Why would one of the most famous Pokemon trainer in the Kanto region be here?

Worker: Apparently, he or she got requested to do it by one of their old friends.

Worker 2: Really? I wonder who it is, he or she must be some kind of famous person.

As they continued gossiping, Soul lost interested in what they were saying and went back to his room and released his Pokemon to roam around the room, even if there isn't much space.

Soul: 'That silly old man, I can't believe that I fell for his trap. Well, there isn't anything I can do against it now anyways, my name is already written as participation. The reward is still tempting for me so I let it go for now.'

Soul went back to train on one of his abilities, as his Pokemons did the same.

Somewhere else.

Inside a five-stars hotel, on top of the building, which is a president suite, sat there two people, who are enjoying drinking tea together.

???: We are very happy that'd you decided to do this personally, Mr. Lance.

Lance: Don't worry about it, my old friends Prof. Oak said that something interesting is going to happen in this tournament, but he wouldn't tell me what.

???: I can't wait to see what it is.