Brookfell

Jackson was scrolling on his phone as he waited outside of Grovehart’s central laboratory for his sister. She was one of the many pokemon scientists that worked there. His partner pokemon, Atlas, was sitting by his side.   “Sorry, experiment went a little longer than I expected.” His sister, Amber, apologized as she came outside the building. Trotting with her was her pokemon, a shiny sanyatto named Lumi...

Jackson was packing his backpack as the video message replayed in his head. The video had featured Professor Blackthorn in his laboratory as he asked trainer’s to go out and search for Nera. The professor said the Nera could be found all over the region and encouraged trainers to explore. The video assured trainers that the Nera was completely safe, but Jackson felt a little doubtful.    His partner, Atlas,...

Deep in the Brookfell Tunnels, a squatter crouched in front of a door. She worked urgently at the lockbox that secured the building.   "One...three...one...two. Got it."   The indicator LED flashed green twice, then the deadbolts holding the door shut released with an audible -click-. Myra opened the door, and peered into...darkness. Rustling, skittering, chittering darkness.   Myra expected this....

“Hey, Emrys?” The man looked up and over at the young woman he called his adopted daughter. It was mildly suspicious that her massive ‘banhammer’ was nowhere in sight, but he focused his dark eyes on Nina to make sure she had his full attention. As he did, he closed the manual he’d been reading, his finger tucked in between the pages to mark his spot.  “What’s up, Nina?”...

A feeling of indifference came over Takahiro as he got the news of getting his first way out. The daggers of the higher ups burrowing into him. “Young Blood”, was what one hissed under his breath, so quiet others wouldnt hear it but with his now enhanced hearing, Takahiro caught it easily, his ear twitching at it as his emotionless stare dug through them. He then turned around, Wonder directly jumping after him as she noticed the other moving, yet Takahiro d...

The air was cold and biting, it permeated through his being and frosted what skin was exposed, he had wished he wore something a little warmer than his usual attire which was a vest without sleeves that split after a waist band. He sighed as he glanced around, narrowing his gaze at the crowds that he passed. He got split up from Hiyori by accident, he wasn’t exactly sure how either, considering how large Bokun was, that shouldn’t have been that hard. While he wasn’t seeing Hiyori anywhe...

This wasn’t good, they weren’t together anymore and they were in the city of Brookfell. Hiyori could feel anxiety starting to eat at their body, while their hands moved to hold one another, keeping his eyes closed and taking a deep breath of his own. This was no reason for him to start to freak out, he needed to calm down and just think about what he should do. There was police in Brookfell even though they were scarce and rarely patrolled the areas. At least he wasn’t in the undergroun...

The moment that Frida’s paws landed on Kurai’s stomach, he already knew what would happen. He knew his pokémon enough to know her shenanigans at every moment, even if he was so tired that his brain reacted slowly. A moment later sharp claws began to knead his belly, making him whince, forcing him to quickly pick up the newspaper that had been draped over his face, blocking any light that came in through the window. He was quick to scuffle up into a sitting ...

“Mrow!” Kurai twitched lightly, holding an arm in front of his face as the attack hit Frida full-force, making the Dratini and Purrloin fusion fall back and skitter across the ground, electricity cackling around the field. Wind from the Wattrel’s previous attack still shook the leaves and bushes so close to Brookfell, making the hair of the trainer shake in the wind. A light grumble escaped Kurai as he lowered h...