Joli
#6 of Josh Bureon
Each chapter of this miniseries will be focusing on the story of Josh before he entered the coma. From his first catch, to his first trade, to his parents.
As I sat down for lunch, I released all of my Pokemon, along with Sebastian. As usual, , my pyroar, Joli, came and curled up by me. As much as she claims otherwise, she does love me. After I found out about my p- anyways, she kind of adopted me as her son. I guess in that way, she's the freest of my friends, because she's the only Pokemon I'm truly scared of. She really can leave at any time she wishes, and I would follow. She may or may not be my most powerful Pokemon. We've never tested it. In fact, I remember when I got her.
_"That's one beautiful Chandalure you have there, Sonny." I knew what the next question was: "Will you trade with me?" The old man didn't fail to deliver. "D'ya think you can trade for my little Joli?" I was on my way to Kalos via ship. I had just chosen what to evolve Angie into, when I got kicked out of the Unova league for "cheating." We still hadn't gotten ahold of the Thunderstone needed and I saw my chance. "Sir," I said in my best homeless kid impression, "I only have this chandelure, eevee, and zoroark. Can you spare a thunderstone? It would mean so much to me." Apparently he saw through my façade. "Battle," he said. "One on one." _
The ship had a battle arena, and excuse my lack of nautical term knowledge, on the third level under the main area. I sent out Sebastian. He sent out the most beautiful pyroar that I had ever seen. Granted, my experience with any kind of cat Pokemon was a limited. My family has... had.... Allergies. That didn't stop me and my tendency to seek out the forbidden. I searched up cat Pokemon that I knew of, waded through pokephilia (that's one taboo I agree with. It's pretty disgusting) and found amazing illustrations and pictures. "This is Joli. My prize-winning she-cat." I wolf-whistled. "What does Joli mean? Oh, wait. Let me guess. Beautiful? Majestic?"
_"Pretty, actually. Anyways, Joli, fire blast." The old man was casual about it, like they had practiced this. To all I know, it was a sequence for a competition. The appropriate move was performed, creating a huge inferno that turned the sandy arena into a thin glass. _
_"Sebastian! Dodge. Fire counter sequence." This was the way I surprised unsuspecting opponent. Zoroark is a rare Pokemon. The purple variety even more so. Clearly, the old man wasn't a Dex holder, ,and so had trouble identifying my Master of Illusions. Suddenly, sand was swirling around the pyroar and rocks were coming down. The battlefield turned into a desert, and the old man looked pretty shocked. "Ch-cheater! How did you do that?" He demanded. "Joli, turn this into glass and shatter it!" The pyroar launched fire attack after fire attack with no luck. She couldn't see Sebastian, and so victory was assured. Until, as luck would have it, she hit him. Sebastian was thrown against a wall by a fire blast so forceful, it was solid. The sandstorm subsided immediately, but as the female pyroar stood over him, gloating, he disappeared, falling apart. He made himself invisible using Illusions and snuck away. The old man looked at me accusingly and I shruged. "I forfeit," I said, raising my hands up, like I had just committed a crime. We traded our Pokemon, but he never gave me the thunderstone, as promised. But I got it. You see, while Sebastian was invisible, he snuck into the old man's bag, which was slumped next to mine near the wall. He transferred the stone to mine and some money to his. Everyone won. _
To this day, we still remember the Unova league disqualification as our greatest achievement and stroke of luck. My partner on crime really is something else once he's in his element. And as for joli- well, I've traveled three regions with an already league-level Pokemon. How strong do you think she is now?
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