Nov 18, 2019
The new Poison frog looks a lot like Toxicroak so I am fighting every urge in my body to use them both at once
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The new Poison frog looks a lot like Toxicroak so I am fighting every urge in my body to use them both at once
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Is it ethical to resurrect fossil pokemon?
The answer to that is a solid: It depends.
For the most part, I would argue that yes, it's fine to take a fossil to a lab. The biggest worry most people have is that "if it gets out, what about the eco-system?" but in truth, the fossil pokemon is the one most in trouble for the simple fact that.
Well.
The eco system has moved on and the old niche is filled by pokemon with millions of years of natural selection against the resurrected one. For an example, lets look at lileep. Back in its time period, where the diversity of the eco-systems was still a new thing, lileep colonies stretched for miles. They were the dominant life form. You can't stub your toe in Hoenn without turning over a lileep fossil. Because they were the first really successful grass type, the ocean beds were theirs. Nowadays, though, the sea floors they used to rule are crowded with corsola, sea weed, kelp, shellder beds, etc. There's no room for the fairly basic lileep to get a foot hold.
Sometimes even the basic environment itself is an issue. Anorith struggle in modern oceans due to changes to the ocean such as pH and salinity.
One of the few exceptions to this is omanyte, which is becoming quite prevalent. However, a number of fairly smart water type pokemon are working out how to get into that tough shell to get the meat inside, and so its likely the eco-system may eventually resettle once its position on the food chain is established. Until then, omanyte meat is very slowly picking up as a delicacy. (Though frankly, you'd have a better time eating an old boot.)
Another reason they pose little threat to the eco system: most of their food no longer exists naturally. Aurorus, for instance, can just barely hold its own against rivals like tropius, but their natural diet of large cycads and ferns are hard to find or just plain extinct. Combined with the warmer temperatures of today, and a large pokemon that could have been destructive of the eco-system is rendered incapable of doing so.
However, these pokemon often thrive in human care, as we can use science to make supplements that fill in the nutritional gaps and provide care and enrichment to help them enjoy their new life. A well loved and looked after fossil pokemon is a fascinating window into a past so different it may as well be another world.
However, there is one more thing I must address.
"Professor" Cara Liss is a hack who got her PhD from the back of a cereal box.
Those poor pokemon she resurrects are travesties of science. Though it is our responsibility to provide the current specimens living today with the medical care they deserve, it is DEEPLY morally wrong to create more of them. A dracovish might have a good reputation as a battler but it can barely function without a diet that is almost half medication by volume (I exaggerate, but only slightly).
Fossil pokemon do need some thought, as there are extra elements to their care, but if you want to bring your lucky fossil feather back from the dead as an arceops, go forth and do so if you think you're ready.
Just don't give it to that fraud in Galar.
Diamond In The Rough Ch5 A New Life- College Life That Is P2
(WARNING: The houndoom is in poor shape, not anything too extreme but still you're warned just in case also more mentioning of Zen's scars. What should we name the houndoom? And What pokemon do you guys want reader to catch in later chapters? There can only be three tho and native to Galar.)
As soon as the door closed ...you instantly regretted saying that because you ended up reflecting on what you just said...and ended up slamming your forehead against the door making Stacy look back up from her papers and Emerald still gaped like a goldfish as you groaned in frustration heat coming to your face.
How embarrassing!!
You just wanted to thank him but the way you came off was so embarrassing! What were you even thinking! 'You're pretty too?!' UGH!! He must be annoyed considering how many people already compliment him-...Well, he DID call you pretty first which again made your face light up a brighter red again. Because why would he say that!? You were sitting right next to him and were sure about what he said-...Well there was a perfectly logical explanation for all of this-
"Um..Y/n?," Stacy asked raising a brow from where she sat, eyeing your form slumped face first against the door. "Are you alright there?"
".....I'm good."
"Oh. Ok. Your pokemon were a bit chaotic when I came back. I gave them some food which seemed to calm them down for a while, but you might want to go check in on them."
"...Yeah." You pushed yourself off the door and briskly walked towards your room. "I-I'll go do that."
Professor Laventon headcanons (part 2)
• As a follow up to my previous headcanon post - Because people feel safe confiding in Laventon, he's pretty up to date with any sort of drama going on in Jubilife Village and even some places beyond it. That being said, he doesn't care much to engage in it. He often surprises people with how much he knows because he never brings it up unless it becomes relevant.
• Despite his title and polite mannerisms, Professor Laventon doesn't care much for rankings, authority, or outward appearances. While he has a clear respect for everyone he meets, he addresses everyone with the same casual politeness. This often confuses many of the Hisuian people, but they've gotten used to that just being Laventon's own culture. That being said, he still comes off as particularly casual in Galar too.
• Although he misses his home, being both of Galarian and Poke-Indian descent has given him conflicting feelings about his heritage. This is part of the reason why he loves to travel and easily feels sympathy for Rei/Akari. He understands not feeling like he belongs, and thus came to Hisui not only to further his research but to find somewhere free of his own burdens.
• Professor Laventon worked on pokedex entries in other regions while studying under other professors. The Hisuian pokedex is his first completely independent project.
• As the years pass and more research is uncovered, Laventon updates the Pokedex, resulting in several updated volumes. The original few copies were owned by him, Rei, Akari, Cyllene, and Kamado.
• While studying Johto, Laventon first documented Unown, which he's had a fascination with ever since. Some Unovan and Kalosian researchers tentatively agree with the conversation that they resemble Latin alphabet characters, the broader consensus is that the idea is coincidental at best.
• He loves Alolan Raichu! While visiting Alola, seeing an Alolan Raichu is the first time he saw a Pokemon whose evolution differs based on region (outside of the ones he's familiar with in Galar anyway; non-Galarian Ponyta and Rapidash must have given him a bit of a fright at first.) This observation inspired him to bring Rowlett, Oshawott, and Cyndaquil to Hisui to test if there is a correlation between location and evolution. Since discovering Decidueye, Samurott, and Typhlosion's new forms he strives to see what other Pokemon are affected by this phenomenon.
• Although he expected to see many new Pokemon in Unova just from the sheer distance of it from other places he's been, he was surprised at just how different and diverse the Pokemon were, yet how they fill similar niches in their environment. He particularly likes Audino for how cute and friendly they are. He's also considered getting a Minccino as a lab assistant to help him keep his lab clean.
• Though he's used to the lack of glamor of fieldwork, living in Hisui with its barebones settlement does make him kind of homesick and is a bit rough on him. There are little comforts from home around his office such as the pictures on the wall, and his blanket made from Wooloo wool. It makes his day even just to be able to taste a snack from home.
• As mentioned earlier, Laventon is the sort of person who isnt content with staying in the same place. He had an opportunity for a well paying job in back in Wyndon but decided to come to Hisui, despite the risks and doubts.
• While it's not the Canalave Library, there is a library in modern Sinnoh named after him
• Laventon often talks to the Diamond and Pearl clans as well indigenous people and locals of other regions about the Pokemon inhabiting the area for information about legends and cultural history behind those Pokemon, which he includes in the Pokedex. He is sometimes criticized by his Galarian peers for including them, but he defends this point strongly as he believes that in order to properly understand not only the Pokemon, but how it exists in it's natural habitat, the culture and legends around it provide useful insight he wouldn't have otherwise learned, even if the tales aren't all true in the end.
Thoughts and hopes from an spanish for next Pokemon game.
I’m excited for the upcoming new game of Pokemon, specially because is based in my country, Spain. And such I wanted to give a little piece of my mind.
First and most important: if there is a Gym specialized in Fire Pokémon, that gym must be placed in the zone equivalent to Valencia, home of Les Falles (which are being held right now!).
It’s a celebration where we throw a massive amount of firecrackers during the middle of the day know as La Mascletà and we build enormous paper-mâché monuments that, after 4 days of exposition, they are burnt in the night, known as La Cremà .
I wish for a regional form for Arbok, based on la Cuélebre :
Either if you love them or hate them, the Team Rocket Trio, consisting of Jessie, James, and Meowth; have been in Pokémon since almost the very beginning of the franchise, even appearing in some games, despite being from the anime. And aside Meowth two of they’re most known Pokémons are Weezing and Arbok. But with the inclusion of the Regional Forms in Gen 7 they’re become more well known ever since.
Meowth was the first one, with not only one but two Regional forms from Alola and Galar, follow by Weezing in the last one.
But then there’s being missing one Pokémon to receive an alternate form and that’s Arbok.
In Spain we have two types of snakes: vĂboras and culebras.
Seviper already represents the vĂboras (vipers), so that leaves the culebras and while it’s true that they exist in most parts of the world they might be a more interesting being that could become Arbork’s new form.
That creature, that may give their name to the culebras, is the Cuélebre, or Culebre, a creature from Asturian and Cantabrian mythology (in the northern regions of Spain).
A serpent with bat wings, impenetrable scales and an enormous tail, which crouches in the forests, in the fountains, in the creeks, and fills the spaces of its whistle and devours cattle and people...
Interesting enough, this creature resembles much to Mega Gyarados, so some differences should be made to separete the two, aside from the type, like giving Arbok’s form the types Poison/Dragon or Poison/Flying.
Let it be a Tomato Pokémon or an event based on the Tomatina.
Simply put, the Tomatina is a battle of hundreds (if not thousands) of people using only tomatoes
Sanfermines with Tauros:
San FermĂn is a celebration held annually in the city of Pamplona, Navarra, were people run from bulls. Imagine this but with Tauros.
And before anyone says anything, yes, at the end of the day, there’s a bullfight, were they are ultimately killed, with the exception of one bull whose given a “pardon”.
Ultimatelym that part may not appear in the game because controversy, unless Game Freak decides to create a Ghost Type Tauros.
Considering the somber lore behind one of the latest Pokémon of Legends, Basculegion, it’s seems very likely.
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A New Shiny Breeding Method
“Breathe, Anna, you’re doing great!!”
29 year old Anna Jones panted and moaned as the next contraction hit her.  The egg, which was slightly larger than a baby’s head, began to crown at her vagina, causing a great amount of pain and pressure!  The nursery worker acting as her midwife brushed Anna’s light blonde hair out of her face, then, after gently placing her hand on Anna’s belly, she knelt down between her legs, ready to catch the egg once Anna delivered!
“IT HURTS!” “OH GOD, IT HURTS!!” Anna exclaimed!
“Yes, I know it does,” the nursery worker stated, “but you are doing great, and remember, it’s all worth it!”
Anna wasn’t sure she agreed with the nursery worker’s statement, for she had been effectively forced into this new procedure!  Of course, shiny hunting had always been a common practice among Pokemon trainers, and the method with the best chances had always been Pokemon breeding… Trainers would hatch up to thousands of eggs hoping to get Pokemon with high battle stats, or, with luck, a shiny.  Once it was discovered long ago that dittos could breed with anything, it became the custom to breed the desired Pokemon with ditto to guarantee egg types.
Unfortunately, as everyone knew, certain Pokemon couldn’t breed… it was initially explained that these certain Pokemon, usually legendary Pokemon, had no gender.  However, it was likely more complicated than that.  Scientists across all the regions of the Pokemon world had been studying this very issue, and the research had made its way to the Galar region, after a new discovery had been made.
Across the region, a small handful of humans had been born with a rare mutation that allowed their DNA to shift and be able to combine with any other DNA, including that of a Pokemon’s.  It was called a “gift” by the highest renowned professors, and it had the potential to open new possibilities. The Galar region had two Pokemon nurseries, but suddenly, one day, the nursery nestled in the wild area closed its doors.  Unbeknownst to most of the outside world, the nursery had been converted into a new laboratory, dedicated to studying this new discovery, and a new method that was made possible because of it.  Recent attempts in Pokemon cloning had been disastrous, and scientists had been proceeding very cautiously in future studies in that field, but several brilliant minds cooked up the idea that if a Pokemon’s DNA could be injected into a host with the rare condition, which they were now calling the “Ditto Genome”, combined with a cocktail of several other drugs, the result could produce Pokemon eggs in a similar manner as true reproduction, and this would bypass the obstacle surrounding legendary Pokemon.
The scientists were eager to put their theories to the test, but they needed a viable candidate.  Unfortunately, most of the humans that possessed the “Ditto Genome” were trainers, itching to complete their Gym Challenges, or other dreams, and were not available... The scientists continued their search, and then an opportunity came to them in the form of Anna Jones!
Anna had attempted the Gym Challenge but failed at the second gym.  Because of this, she became so distraught; she quit as a Pokemon Trainer and released all of her Pokemon.  This soon proved to be a mistake, as she had no other viable skills, and could not find employment anywhere.  During a typical medical checkup, she had had a DNA test run, and it was discovered that she carried the “Ditto Genome.”  Just when it looked as if she was about to reach the end of her road, she was approached, (more like abducted), by the scientists.  They brought her to the nursery laboratory, where they made a proposition: They had informed a very strong trainer in secret that they could provide him the means to potentially hatch a shiny Mew, and the trainer had jumped at the chance, paying the nursery a considerable amount of money to make it happen!
So, two days had passed to find Anna spread out on a hospital bed inside the nursery wearing nothing but a pink bra, laboring to deliver a clutch of eggs that had apparently formed after a scientist injected some sort of concoction into her via a needle to the stomach. Â There were still parts of the situation even she was not aware of yet!
The egg slowly began to emerge from Anna’s vagina, and as it did so, she let out a cry of grief!  In the back of her mind, she was aware that her stomach looked like a 9 month pregnant woman, so if she was giving birth to Pokemon eggs, then there had to be more than one, much more!
“Get it out! Get it out!” GET IT OUT!!” Anna begged!
“It’s coming,” the nursery worker assured her. “Push with the contraction!”
Anna pushed and screamed, and the egg slid to its widest point. Then, with a slight squishy pop, it slid out, and Anna slumped onto her pillow in relief. Â However, it was not to last!
A second, male, nursery worker that had been doing nothing but standing in the room apparently watching the entire effort, advanced forward and took the egg gently from Anna’s “midwife.”  He then turned to another female worker standing just outside the door and gave the egg to her, saying “Give this egg to the trainer… tell him nothing about how we obtained it!”
“He emptied his entire party, save one Pokemon, for this, sir,” She responded, taking the egg, “He will demand more eggs immediately so he can hatch them as quickly as possible.
As if in response to this, Anna let out another moan, feeling more pain and pressure building up as a second egg began making its way down her birth canal.
“Inform him that we’ll have another for him soon,” the head scientist proclaimed.  “Here comes the second of eight.”
“EIGHT??!!!” Anna squeaked.  “AAAGGGGHHHH!!!!”
The pain and pressure build up and the egg seemed to force its way to Anna’s opening, not caring how much it hurt her.  Anna tried to push in tandem with it, but it was happening so fast, she could barely catch her breath.  Sure enough, it began to crown, and Anna was hit with a burning sensation so awful, she was sure a Charmander had used flamethrower on her lower body.
“OW OW OW OW… AH AH AH AH AH!!”
“Breathe, honey, it’s making great progress!” The nursery worker coached.
Anna panted and moaned and cried, and after a minute of agonizing pushing, the second egg slid out of her.  Immediately, before Anna could barely glimpse what had just come out of her, the “midwife” handed the egg to the head scientist, who in turn, passed it out the door to the trainer.  Anna felt a twinge of anger, that she was going through the pain of bringing these eggs into the world, only for them to belong to a Pokemon trainer she had never met, all because she failed… all because she had this damn “Ditto Genome!”
“Good news,” the scientist said to the room in general, “The trainer just told our worker outside that he hatched a healthy Mew out of that first egg!”  “So far the experiment is a success, but we must continue for that shiny!”
“Easy for you to say,” Anna thought bitterly, as she could feel a slight build up of pressure once again.  After 15 minutes of more pain, panting, screaming, crying, and pushing, the third egg was delivered.  As soon as the scientist gave the egg to the trainer, Anna began to feel discomfort as the fourth egg struggled to make its appearance.  It felt strange, for it seemed to be the same size as the others she delivered, but it seemed she could feel the little Mew move inside of it, as it made its way through her cervix.  “Please, let this be the shiny,” Anna hoped to herself, “Please let me and this trainer get lucky, so I can end this experiment!”
The fourth egg emerged, somewhat easier than the others, so Anna was grateful for small favors, but after a few minutes, in which she had time to catch her breath, the scientist informed everyone in the room that all of the eggs produced had been hatched, and there was no shiny in any of them.
“Faster,” the scientist exclaimed, “The trainer wants to continue hatching eggs!”
“The little shit can wait,” Anna breathed, as she felt the twinge of the fifth egg begin to start its emergence.  She pushed and pushed and brought fourth the fifth egg, wondering how that trainer was hatching them so damn fast, but she had very little time to dwell on it, for the contractions to bring the sixth egg were already starting up, and Anna could already feel her body tiring out from the effort of pushing out what was essentially five baby heads.
As a result of this, the sixth egg’s delivery was not so easy!
“I can’t do this anymore,” Anna cried. “It hurts too bad, and I’m exhausted!”
“You have to,” the scientist said immediately. “Remember, we were paid a lot of money for this.”  “You will never have to worry about being poor every again, Miss Jones… This will allow you to start a new life!”
Anna knew that what he was saying was true, and she couldn’t go back to having nothing, so she mustered up her courage and strength and pushed out the sixth egg with one big push!  Unfortunately, the strain to do so seemed to “awaken” the seventh egg and it began its decent.  However, Anna found the strength to birth it as well, grunting and roaring in pain in the process.  She was comforted by the fact that the next egg was number eight, and was the last of the group!
“PUSH,” the nursery worker ordered! “PUSH HARD!!”
Anna screamed and pushed, working tirelessly to birth the final egg, and after 10 minutes, the ordeal was over. Â Anna slumped onto the bed in exhaustion and relief, listening to the sounds around her, but what she heard filled her with a new sense of dread.
“No shiny,” the scientist exclaimed in disgust. “The trainer is irritated.”  “Continue!”
“Wait, what does…” Anna began, but then her heart dropped as the nursery worker advanced on her with another needle and injected it in her lower belly, muttering “I’m sorry!”  Within minutes, Anna’s stomach began expanding again, and she could feel her uterus fill up with eggs, once again.  If it was anything like the first time, labor would hit quite soon, and she was unsure she could handle it again.
“NO,” Anna pleaded.  “No, I CAN’T!”  “I just had eight eggs… I’m too tired for more!”
“It can’t be helped,” the scientist responded, almost apologetically.  “The trainer is still outside, cycling around in circles and chatting to friends on his phone.” “He wants the eggs now, otherwise he’ll start to ask questions about all this.”
Before Anna could protest, the nursery worker that had been acting as her midwife began scanning her with a small portable device.
“Four eggs this time,” she said. “Only four!” “You can do it, dear!”
“But, I CA…AAAHHHH”, Anna started, as contractions started up again!
As 20 more minutes passed, Anna labored and birthed the first of a new batch of Mew eggs. Â It was just as painful and exhausting as the first births has been. Â With barely time to contemplate what would happen if it took over a thousand hatches to get this godforsaken shiny, she was hit with another wave of pain. Â Egg number two was making its appearance.
Anna breathed and pushed for the next several minutes, before she and everyone else realized something was wrong.  The nursery worker checked her, and then looked into Anna’s eyes with an expression of what seemed like pity.
“The egg is turned,” she said to her. “It’s coming out wide instead of long.”
“What does that mean?” Anna asked in terror.
“By all accounts, it means the egg is breach,” the midwife responded.  “It’s coming out sideways.”
“NO!!” Anna yelled, knowing what that must mean.  “Can’t you turn it or something??”
“I can try,” the midwife answered.
She reached into Anna’s vagina, causing Anna to scream!  It was extremely uncomfortable, and that discomfort turned to pure agony when the worker attempted to turn the egg inside her.  After a minute of this, she withdrew from Anna, shaking her head.
“I’m sorry, Anna, I can’t move it,” She said, but Anna didn’t pay any attention to this… Whatever the midwife had tried to do seemed to accelerate the process, and Anna was bearing down, the pain that hit her when the worker reached inside her still present.
“OH MY GOD!!” “IT REALLY HURTS!!” Anna bellowed!! “I CAN’T DO THIS!”
“You can,” the midwife soothed her.  “You’re strong.” “It’s going to hurt a lot, but you can do it.”
“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Anna felt the egg begin to emerge, and knew that in its current position, it would not fit through her vagina.  She pushed, and moaned, and screamed, and cried, but it was no use… the wide section of the egg crowned, and stayed there, not moving at all.  It peaked out of Anna as if taunting her and the nursery workers to get it out.
“AHHH….OOHH….UUGGHH….AGGGHHHH!”
In an attempt to assist the laboring mother, the nursery worker positioned herself and used both her hands to press on Anna’s contracting belly.  To her amazement, the combined pushing of her, Anna, and the contractions seemed to be working… the egg slowly emerged as Anna howled in agony.
“Just a little more…. Just a little more!!” “It’s coming out, Anna!!”
“AAAHHHHHH”  “PULL IT OUT RIGHT NOW!!!”
“I can’t, Anna, but you’ve almost got it… don’t give up!!”
With a final almighty scream, Anna pushed the egg out and the nursery worker caught it.  “Good job, Anna!” she cheered.
After 10 minutes, contractions for the third egg started.  Anna was sure that this surely could not be as difficult as the egg she just delivered.  “Is this one turned right?” She asked her midwife.
After a few seconds, the midwife stopped checking Anna, with a grim expression on her face.  “Yes, it is, but…”
“But, what,” Anna asked, dreading the answer.
“This egg is twice as large as the others,” the nursery worker exclaimed.
Anna shook her head stubbornly, refusing to believe it could get any worse.  “NO, It can’t be,” Anna pleaded.  “It won’t fit!”
“I’m sorry,” the midwife said to her.  “I know it will hurt a lot, but you have to push hard and get it out!!”  “There’s no going back now!!”
Anna screamed in pain as the egg moved.  It was pure agony, and Anna was sure that trying to push this egg out would tear her… maybe even kill her.  After about ten minutes of horrible pain and pressure, the egg finally began poking out of her vagina.  Anna howled in anguish as it crowned, causing the familiar burning sensation, only twice as bad.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Anna bellowed.  “AAHH!!”  “GET THIS THING OUT OF ME!!”  “PLEASE!!!”
“It’s coming,” the nursery worker said to her.  “It’s not stuck, just moving slowly, cause it’s big, and your vagina is not.”  “Push hard!!”
Anna screamed as she pushed, the egg slowly emerging.  Distantly, she heard the head scientist saying something impatiently, but she didn’t care.  The pain was too much, and it was taking all of her willpower not to pass out.  The egg moved inch by inch, and the burning was so severe, Anna was sure that her vagina had opened to the point where it would never be right again!
“IT’S TEARING ME!!” She screamed.  “I CAN’T PUSH ANYMORE!!”  “CUT IT OUT OF ME!!”
“No,” the midwife said sternly.  “You can do this!!”  “PUSH!!”
Anna wailed and pushed and cried. Â After a few minutes, she slumped backward onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. Â The egg was halfway out, hanging between her legs like a crowning head. Â She was given oxygen, and the egg was examined while she attempted to quickly rest between contractions. Â The midwife and supporting scientists made an interesting discovery when they scanned this egg hanging halfway out of Anna.
“There are two Mews in that egg… Twins!” one of the scientists stated.
“This is most unusual, as we’ve never seen two Pokemon in one egg before, ever!” The head scientist said.  “How is this possible?”  “This warrants further study!”
“I JUST WANT IT OUT!!!” Anna bawled as another heavy contraction came over her.  She grunted and pushed, and finally, the large egg slid out and landed in the midwife’s arms.  However, instead of giving it to the scientist by the door, she handed the overlarge egg to someone else, who took it to another corner of the room.
“Wait, what are you doing??” Anna exclaimed breathlessly, as she watched them take the egg she struggled to deliver over to a lab table.
“We’re not giving this egg to the trainer,” The head scientist exclaimed.  “We have just witnessed a phenomenon, and we will need to study it and the Mews inside!”
“But…. but what if one of those Mews in that egg is a shiny?” Anna asked frantically.
The head scientist shrugged.  “If it is, then too bad… we’ll just have to continue for a second shiny, one from a normal egg!”
“NO!!” Anna yelled, in both anger and pain as she felt another contraction hit.  “You’re not the one struggling to birth these eggs!”  “What if another hundred eggs doesn’t produce one?”
“Then, you’ll be giving birth to more than one hundred eggs,” The scientist exclaimed.  “Don’t worry, you’ll get to rest eventually between births, and you will, of course, be well compensated for it!”
Anna’s heart fell… she didn’t think any amount of money in the world was worth this torture.  She was so distraught and exhausted that, though the next egg seemed normal enough, Anna was struggling to deliver it.
“Push, Anna, Push!!” The midwife coached, but Anna only gave a small mediocre push.  Her heart was no longer in it, and she had lost her will and focus.  She moaned and yelled in pain, convinced that this last egg would no doubt kill her. This continued for the next half hour: Anna moaning, the midwife directing her to push, and Anna losing her energy, when the large egg Anna had delivered earlier hatched on the lab table, revealing two Mews, though none of them were shiny.  This did nothing to help Anna’s confidence, and the scientist that had taken the large egg was scanning the two newborn Mews, seemingly unconcerned with Anna’s agony.
“This is it,” Anna thought to herself.  “I’m going to die, painfully!”  “I can’t get this last egg out, I’m too tired and it hurts too bad!”  Suddenly, Anna heard another voice in her mind.  “You are strong,” it said.  “You must not give up!”  “I can give you the willpower to help you get through this!”  Anna blinked.  “Who are you,” she asked in her mind, and then the voice answered her, “I am one of the Mews you just delivered!!”
Anna glanced over at the lab table with wide eyes, to see one of the newborn Mews staring at her, its eyes glowing blue. Â It was communicating psychically with her, and seeming to do more than that. Â She began feeling renewed strength, as if the Mew was somehow energizing her with its power.
Anna bore down and pushed hard!  “UUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!”
“Good girl, that’s it!” the midwife said, as the egg began to crown finally.
Anna screamed and grunted, pushing again. Â The egg was emerging quickly, and the midwife scientist watched with wide eyes.
“There’s a fifth egg right behind this one,” she told the room.  “It’s trying to come out too!!”  “Anna, give me one good hard push!!”
Anna screamed loudly and pushed harder than she had ever done, or thought possible, and the fourth and fifth egg both popped out of her, one after another into the midwife’s arms.
Anna lay on the bed, panting in relief as the head scientist handed the fourth egg out to the trainer. Â The midwife was mopping her head with a cold, damp cloth. Â After 10 minutes, everyone heard a loud cheer from outside.
“That fourth egg hatched into a shiny Mew!” The head scientist told the room a minute later.  “The experiment was a success!!”
The entire room cheered, except for Anna, who was too tired to join in the celebrations, but smiled in relief nonetheless.  She did wonder what was going to happen to her now… what if more trainers wanted shiny Pokemon, or the scientists wanted to experiment with more legendaries??
Anna was allowed a day of rest. Â That evening, the head scientist came into her room to talk to her.
“We have good news for you,” he said.  “You can go home!”  “We will be paying you quite a large sum shortly.”  “We discovered something yesterday… one of those Mews from that large egg can breed!!”  “It can also talk psychically to us, and has volunteered to take your place in our experiments.”
Anna sighed in relief.  “So, it’s all over??”
“Yes, it is!” the scientist responded.  “We have your clothes washed for you, so as soon as you are recovered and dressed, we will present you with your payment and you can leave!”  “We thank you deeply for what you did for us.”
“NEVER AGAIN!!” Anna said sharply!!
The scientist smiled.  “Of course!!”  “You have enough money now to live comfortably for the rest of your life!”  “We only ask that you never tell anyone what happened here, and we have a final gift for you!”
The scientist left the room for a few seconds and returned, holding a Pokemon egg that he presented to Anna.
“This is the fifth Mew egg you birthed, the one that was a surprise,” he told her.  “That trainer released all of the non-shiny Mews into the wild, effectively restoring the Mew population, and we have those twin Mews for our studies, so once this final egg hatches, the Mew inside it is yours.”  “It did come out of you, after all.”
Anna took the egg wide eyed and stared at it. Â A tear ran down her cheek as she smiled. Â Perhaps it was all worth it after all!!
  End
Chronicles of Galar - Prologue 3: Y/N L/N
The Chapter you all waited for. Don’t worry, we’ll get to your past soon enough in the story, so stay tuned. Amila is a fake region my best friend made. He is also your brother in the story and the Professor of Amila. And don’t forget to save the tag Chronicles of Galar for updates ^_^ You can also find the story on AO3: Here
[Prologue: Y/n L/n]
Light footsteps echoed through the darkened Slumbering Weald, Galar. You tried to make your way through the thicket and a white Vulpix kept you company. The little Pokemon had a very shy and timid nature and was trembling with fear all the time. The unknown has always had a tense effect on the pre-stressed Pokemon. No wonder, when you thought about what those monsters from Team Skull in Alola must have done to it. You didn't want to think about that anymore and took out your smartphone to dial your brother's number. "Yes? [Y/n]? Man, we're looking for you everywhere. We were supposed to meet at Wedgehurst station. Are you lost again? " a male voice sighed at the other end.
“What does 'again' mean here? Sorry for not memorizing the entire map of a new region the first time I explore. Not everyone can have such a photographic memory as our Professor Mamoru [L/n]. ”You countered jokingly. "Very funny. Where are you?"
I got this dialogue from Raihan today (it appeared as new, but I feel like I've seen this already🤔) and his mention of "proper rival" reminded me of one of Leon's opening quotes for the Galarian Star Tournament.
"See, I've spent my whole life battling with myself to become the greatest Trainer... And then I saw how <player> grew so strong by competing against my little brother, Hop... and how much it made Hop grow, too. It really proved to me how much further you can go when you're battling against a proper rival! And now that I've taken over running the League from Chairman Rose... I'm thinking I want to bring even more thrilling battles to our wonderful Galar region!"