Chapter no.277 The Mysterious Psychic

Night had fallen upon Saffron City where the Moon, masked by clouds, diffused a whitish glow yet the entire city was lit up by the lights of the buildings as if it was saying that in Saffron City there is no sleep.
Inside one of the public trainer field, a girl with blonde hair slept with a strawhat covering her face.
Inside the dimly lit field, a figure with red eyes and long black hair while wearing black turtleneck that hide intricate runic tattoos.
The figure approached the sleeping girl as he grabbed her shoulders.
" Kyaaa !" Yellow woke up with a scream that caused the sleeping pidgeys in trees to wake up and glare at the duo while Dratini looked left to right scared out of it's mind.
Yellow stopped screaming when she realized that it was just Austin who woke her up.
" Oh, Ash, Is breakfast ready ?" Yellow asked innocently before she realized she was outside.
Suddenly everything came back to Yellow's mind.
She was supposed to get the Pokemon food.
She was supposed to make enough money to pay for the Pokemon food.
Oh no !
Sweat dripped down Yellow's face as she chuckled lightly.
Austin just smiled and said," I got to say; 0-50 consecutive pokemon battles won, impressive."
Austin's words caused to blush before the realization set in and Austin could see the look of sheer terror on Yellow's face who wore her emotions on her sleeves.
" A, Ash, I-I-I .... " Yellow scrambled to form words but couldn't as she had essentially told Ash that she would be the responsible one.
And she blew it. Not only did she spend all his money that he gave her but she couldn't even make up for her mistake.
Yellow suddenly covered her face with her strawhat out of embarrassment.
She closed her eyes but suddenly she smelled a whiff.
" Yellow, can you look at me ?" Austin asked in a sincere voice causing Yellow to shake as Austin slowly removed her strawhat.
Yellow's tear filled eyes meets Austin's red eyes.
" ( ~ Sniff ~ ) Y,Y,You aren't mad."
" Why would I be mad ?"
" Because I messed up."
" Yellow; we all mess up, that's a part of being human. Even if you did mess up, did you not try to fix it ?"
" ( ~ Sniff ~ ) y,yeah."
" Now let's go, I got the pokemon food." Austin said as he pulled up the bags on food both humans and pokemon in his hands.
" You got everything !" Yellow exclaimed in shock as Austin handed over a red mochi bun to her.
" Yeah, I know you wanted to try the new mochi flavor so I got some." Austin answered back causing Yellow to jump up and hug Austin who was quick enough to channel aura into his calfs or they would be on the floor.
" Ash, you're the best !"
Austin just awkwardly smiled back before the smile went away as a camera flash occurred.
Hiding in the shadows, Haunter and Pikachu burst out laughing before the duo flew away leaving behind Austin and Yellow with crimson blushes covering their faces.
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The next day Austin and Yellow woke up with rose petals covering their beds.
Yellow was a little confused as she looked at Kitty who was buzzing extremely happily before Kitty hugged her while Austin glared at his smirking team.
Taking a handful off of petals, Austin threw them at Pikachu who just blushed and look away shyly as Scizor and the others burst out cackling.
" Where did you guys even get these ?" Austin wondered before Pidgeot and Dragonair's glare caused him to cough, " And girls."
" You don't need to know." Lucario answered as he walked out of the showers with a towel.
" Have some decency, Lucario." Austin said as Fearow plucked out a few petals from his hair before eating them.
Luacrio just smirked and glanced at Yellow.
" Let's just say, I can't say the words I want to."
Austin glared back before slapping away Wartortle's paws that tried to take the petals away to eat.
" Ash, when is your pokemon battle with the Saffron City Gym Leader ?" Yellow curiously asked as Kitty finally let her go. She was still confused why Kitty was so happy today.
Did she like rose petals that much?
" Huh, what are you talking about?"
" Isn't this why we are here ?"
" Nope, we are here because I want to catch an Abra."
" Oh !"
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[ Afternoon ]
Under the scorching sun, a drenched Austin and Yellow followed after Lucario who was holding Musharna in his hands.
" Did you really want to find the most psychically intune Abra ?" Luacrio asked as he wiped the sweat off his fur.
" Yes." Austin replied back as his shadow wiggled side to side.
Looks like haunter didn't like the sun.
" Ash, why is it so hot ?"
" A heatwave suddenly hit the entirety of Kanto."
" If it's so hot then have Tenty cool you off with water gun." Austin answered back.
" Good idea."
" Pika." Pikachu seconded the idea of cooling off
Musharna suddenly bolted forward while Yellow crashed down screaming.
Pikachu also crashed into the ground while holding his head.
" Pika !"
Austin and Lucario's bodies erupted in aura as they battled against the psychic energy permeating through the air.
Austin picked up Yellow and Pikachu and headed directly for the nearest cover he could find. He took a few seconds to take in what he could see. Several Pokémon were being held down by psychic power. A few were completely unconscious.
With Musharna battling it out with the psychic energy.
Austin ignored Lucario's crimson eyes watching him and moved his eyes to where Musharna was being held down. He could practically see Lucario's veins pop in annoyance.
Once he was sure that Yellow and Pikachu were safe after they ran a few meters away, he looked around for whatever could be keeping the pokemon down. It had to be powerful enough to stop Lucario.
Really Scizor and Haunter, Austin commanded them with sign language as the duo fanned out.
Still, he couldn't see nor could he concentrate on using aura sense to find what was keeping them down.
Looks like he had to do this the old fashion way.
"Can you move at all?" Austin shouted towards Lucario, getting an eye roll as a response. "That's something, I guess. Is the psychic still here? One blink for yes, two for no."
Luacrio blinked once, extremely slowly in a sort of exaggerated manner. Austin had no doubt that the aura pokemon was making fun of him in his head.
" Good to know. Can you sensw what took you down?"
This time, Lucario blinked twice. No, he hadn't seen what had caught his body in an impossible to break form. Huh. So he hadn't seen what had got him nor could he properly concentrate with all this psychic energy permeating through the air.
Austin breathed out a breath, trying to figure out how to disrupt the psy-
Was it that easy?
"If this doesn't work, you have my full permission to make fun of me later." Austin warned, being careful to keep his voice steady as he didn't want to disturb Musharna.
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[ Omake Paragraph ]
One of the more interesting of the held items in the pokemon world is the bone club possessed by Marowak. Although those held by Cubone are initially taken from the tail of their Kangaskhan mothers, they actually grow larger with them as if the ghost of its mother is aging with the child, until the bone reaches its maximum size when the Cubone evolves into Marowak.
As weapons, they are exceptionally powerful objects, but also remarkably heavy. Indeed, it is only Marowak which can lift them, and only each Marowak can only lift their own bone: stronger pokemon such as Machamp who try find it easier to lift a Groudon. They can not be thrown with altitude and will typically strike an opponent in the legs; among flying-types, only the strongest of these pokemon can even hit a Pidgey with them.
They are not, however, only used as weapons. Marowak, bizarrely, find them to be comfortable pillows as well. And in the old days of the pokemon world (and still today, in some rural areas) before many other musical instruments were discovered, it was common to find Marowak playing a special type of drum also made of bone with their clubs. The sound produced is a deep, soulful one, thought to reflect that, for all the strength they display, some part of the Marowak's spirit remains touched by loss and grief, but is loud enough to reflect that they fight through it and live on.