#murder*

prussian trainers don’t always fight to kill, because if they did, all the pokémon and trainers would be dead and there would be no league. however, there exists a FIGHT TO KILL CLAUSE that lays out the following requirements.

if you are in a non-national tournament match with another trainer and you hear a certain sound (usually an air raid siren) at the beginning of your match, you and your opponent must attempt to kill each other. this means attempting to kill everybody--all 6+ opposing pokémon and the opposing trainer. 

if you are in a match against a gym leader or other league official, that league official may attempt to kill you and/or your pokémon at any time for any reason. they may choose to kill as many or as few of your pokémon as they like.

if you are fighting in the prussian national tournament or against the champion, all matches must be fought with deadly force. if you lose at any stage of the national tournament, you are either personally dying or losing at least three of your pokémon or both, NO QUESTIONS ASKED. this applies to those at the very top as well. every single previous champion of preuzien has been killed by their successor.

if deadly force is invoked and one side doesn’t want to completely get wiped out, they may forfeit the match. however, in order to preserve the ““““““entertainment value”””””” of the crowd being able to watch murders happen onscreen, one can only forfeit after losing half the pokémon that one is using in the match.

forfeiting simply because you don’t want to kill your opponents or failing to use deadly force in the prussian national tournament/against the champion is punishable by execution. but it’s not just any execution. in order to punish you for “depriving the audience of entertainment,” they have you murdered roman coliseum-style: they tie you up in the middle of an arena and have you and your team ripped apart by wild beasts.

everything screamed at him to turn back. upon setting foot in the house, he saw the ghostly outline of a young woman fleeing for her life, her hand just inches away from the door--before an unknown force struck her down. in the living room he saw an older woman surrounded by the bodies of her pokémon, backing up against the TV and begging for mercy, then dying when her throat was slit. in the bedroom, he heard a hellhound’s cry and got a vision of a houndoom being strangled by a long, frilled tentacle before hex ropes wound their way around the trainer and choked him to death as well. and all around the house there were scattered images that looked like they were drawn by a child’s hand, all of them depicting a terrifying amorphous being--similar to the papers scattered in the slenderman game.

these were all visions and depictions of the original family meeting their ends at the hands of the creature who lived there, and wallace thought he might be next. but he couldn’t turn back now. refusing due to his fear of ghosts was not an option when the case was this serious…not to mention, as always, his pride and reputation were on the line. 

he finally came to the submerged room where he suspected the culprit lay; as was customary, lhe went underwater with the help of an aqua ring bubble around his head. he and his own pokémon could feel their presence--no, many presences. the creatures soon attacked, but with the power of his sharpedo and milotic, he managed to beat them back. always wanting to see the other side of the story, he asked them why they had done this. what they said changed his view of this entire incident.

the eldest ghost revealed itself to be a jellicent. she told the sordid story of the people who had lived in this home. the league official who had been killed had been highly corrupt: he was a double agent for team rocket’s hoennese operations, which is how he came by that much money. the man’s wife and adult daughter aided and abetted this crime. when the jellicents now inhabiting the boathouse were still alive, they were all human trainers--some of them still children--investigating the corruption. the man discovered them and had them drowned right near his boathouse, turning them into frillish. his network through the hoennese government was vast; the officers that she and her friends had killed were either goons of the corrupt politician who had rushed to their dead ally’s defense, or those who refused to believe the charges against him. out of their paranoia they had killed every single other person who dared enter the house ever since. their adversaries thought they could have the type advantage over her by bringing dark-, electric- and grass-types. but almost nothing is stronger than a ghost with a grudge. and nothing--nothing is deadlier.

the jellicent then accused wallace of also being in league with the guy, and remarked that his reach must be much higher than she previously thought; the only reason she hadn’t killed him yet was because she was all out of strength. wallace told her that he wasn’t, and said that as soon as he went back to sootopolis he would set this villainous family straight and make sure the money was spent on a legitimate use. in order to prove that he was on their side, he agreed to let at least one of them supervise him to make sure that he wasn’t up to any funny business.