The Sun hung lazily in the empty blue sky as Jack casually walked his way along the beach back to the hotel. It was just coming up to midday and forseeing the rest of the afternoon to be a hot one, he had already changed into his orange shorts and sandals previously, giving him a very laid back summery appearance.
He had been out most of the night Training his new Houndour, Hound, whom he recognised due to his young age as the weakest member of his current team. The Dark Pokémon was still out of his pokeball, still full of youthful energy as he playfully scampered this way and that, sniffing out random objects in the sand. Jack smiled approvingly at the progress the canine Pokémon had achieved in training in the dark. His boisterous nature meant that his physical prowess was good but his fire attacks were very much out of control, especially after nasty plotting. By training in the dark, where he was most comfortable himself being a dark Pokémon, Jack hoped to show Hound how erratic his fire attacks were – and it was successful. Within the early hours of the morning on the rocky coastline by the forested isle, Hound had successfully hit 5 targets in a row with his flamethrower, admittedly, unboosted by Nasty plot.
Jack yawned as the hotel came into view. I really shouldn’t stay up most of the night, he thought as he rounded the corner with Hound at his heels looking around inquisitively. As he walked into the courtyard, he couldn’t help but notice the signs that a battle, a very rough battle judging by the scorch marks from fire and lighting. Hound whimpered slightly as he sniffed some of the damage caused.
Jack reached down to give the frightened Pokémon a comforting scratch behind his right ear. “Come on Hound, let’s get inside, I need a nap or some coffee or something...” As they walked up the steps into the lobby, Jack noticed a large crowd of people with all their bags, looking like they were setting out to leave the Island.
And the tournament wasn’t even finished yet! Thought Jack in surprise. Jack headed over to the receptionist and asked politely what all the fuss was about.
The receptionist, a youngish guy in his middle 20s looked at Jack like he was an oversized Muk for a moment before letting his mouth drop open slightly. “You don’t know? Where have you been sir?” he said incredulously. “Last night, the Hotel was attacked by a strange shadow like Pokémon which defeated many of the trainers here last night. Everyone’s a little scared, some, as you see sir more than others and are heading home rather than staying, especially the ones who are already out of the tournament.”
“What Pokémon did you say it was again?”
“No one knows sir. It seemed to be made of some dark gaseous substance so I’m told. Eventually the combined force of the trainers here managed the send it on its way but it kept changing shape from what I’ve heard...” The Receptionist paused with a slight worried frown. “Will you be leaving as well sir?” Jack looked slightly bemused and shook his head and the receptionist gave a look of relief. “Well, if you want sir, would you like your room to be upgraded for free? We have a lot more spaces now if you would like to...?”
Jack grinned. “Sure, that would be cool”
“Ok then sir, We shall move all your luggage for you, if you just come and ask me later on what your new room is, I’ll give you your new key.” Jack handed over his old key before setting off for the cafe.
“Since I currently don’t have a room at the moment Hound, I think a Coffee on the Beach is in order?” Hound barked playfully and followed after his trainer.
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