Growlithes Pride
Ralts and Steven had been training vigorously for the past 2 weeks and although it was hard at first for the both of them they eventually got into the elements. Prince was making progress everyday with his training, his psychic power was getting better everyday and he was slowly building up his attacking strength and reflexes. Meanwhile Steven was exercising like there was no limit, he believed that if pokemon had to train everyday and battle with him from now he would need to gain their trust as well as their admiration and teambuilding and growing with your partners is beneficial all around. He was practicing like a madman, running, pushups, punching with what he remembered after watching so much boxing in his past life. They were near the end of their training regimen for today, so as Steven finished up his final lap around the course for the day he called over to prince with his mind
'Hey, Prince, I'm done with my workout and it's about that time to finish up and head inside for a rest' Steven thought out loud towards the direction of Prince. Steven had to say, the longer he and Prince talked like this, he was gaining more and more comfort in using the strange telekinetic power of his.
'Aye, I believe it is time. Just know I will win this time, last time was a fluke!' Prince thought back
I smiled and thought back,' Sure, or so you keep saying' I say as I get into my position across the field from Prince.
After about 5 days of training Steven had suddenly gotten the idea to mock spar to achieve better reaction times from both himself and prince. For all he knows, having better evasion speed and reaction time could be a blessing for him, not to mention how much it would help his pokemon partners in the future with things like league battles. Setting them up like this in the very beginning like this would definitely be more productive in the long run, and if this little research with sparring and training affected Pokemon IV's like he thought it might it would be extremely helpful down the line. Now, what Steven and prince are doing are lining up on either side of the field and waiting for Steven to give the signal to start. In this game steven will be dodging between the psychic attacks that ralts sends his way and ralts will in turn be trying to hit him, if ralts manages to hit steven with an attack, prince wins, but if steven touches prince anywhere on his body, it counts as a win for steven.
'GO!' Steven subconsciously shouts
Steven runs toward prince and prince responds by throwing out a barrage of attacks. Steven runs to the right and dodges the first two attacks with ease as he runs, but almost gets hit by an attack from prince as he jumps behind a boulder in the terrain. Prince unconsciously moved forward and flew above the boulder to get the final strike and he looked down only to see Steven was no longer there. Prince whipped around to see Steven on the ground about 3 feet away from him, crawling towards him with his elbows. Prince quickly shot out two low power psychic attacks, and Steven avoided them by barrel rolling on his stomach. Steven then jumped off the ground towards prince, who quickly flew backwards and shot off a beam at the same time. Then the psychic beam hit Steven square in the face.
'My lord, I have won! This round is mine!' Prince bragged
'I don't think so. Look down' Steven replied slightly garbled after being hit by the attack.
Prince looked down and saw Steven grabbed his loose shirt and said back,'Draw?'
Steven laughed and said to him,' Oh now you want a draw! Two days ago you…'
— Night time –
Prince and Steven had just gotten home and they were unwinding after what felt like a long time of training. They had been going at it almost everyday and only stopped working out every sunday, because curiously enough pokemon and people alike in this universe praise arceus much like jesus christ and god on steven old world. He wasn't just going to stop Prince from practising his beliefs, so when he was praying and meditating on sundays steven would often pray alongside him (to his savior death of course) and then go and talk to professor oak about things in the pokemon world and what was normal information and what was outrageous.
Steven sat down on his bed and was about to shut his eyes and relax when prince spoke in his mind,' My lord, do not fall asleep just yet, the young pooch requests conversation'
Steven quickly sat to see Growlithe sitting up and staring at Steven with a prideful look in his eye, seemingly finally having gotten over his previous 2 weeks of shame and fear. This was all good for Steven but then a thought crossed over his mind, how would he communicate with the growlithe in the first place? He couldn't physically speak even if he wanted to. Then a thought crossed his mind,`Prince, I'm going to communicate to you what I want you to say to him and he can tell you what he wants to say to me, ok?'
Prince nodded his head,'I understand my lord, although it will be a bit harder than the way you have described it, I should be able to do you one better and open a straight communication link between the two of you. The translations you'll hear wont be totally accurate but you'll get the general gist if you keep it simple.'
Steven nodded his head at prince,' alright we'll do it like that then.' Then prince started to meditate and started to shine with a pure crimson pink energy. He stopped after about thirty seconds and then raised his hands and enveloped Steven and growlithe in a radiant pink glow. 'Alright thanks prince.' Steven said one last time and then turned his attention to growlithe,' Growlithe can you hear me?'
Growlithe turned his head cockeyed to the right in an almost confused manner and responded,'We talk?'
Steven looked at Growlithe with a deeper gaze and responded,' I have been very sick since i was born and only recently got better but because i was sick for so long i have no voice'
Growlithe responds,'Human make little man strong how?'
Steven, a little caught off guard by the honest and blunt questioning said back,' uhh.. His name is Prince, he's a psychic type pokemon and he and I have been going to the training ground near here and practising his powers and abilities to make him strong for our adventure.'
Growlithe responds,'I get human. Me want strong too. Me join? I wish revenge on father killer!'
Steven smiled and looked at growlithe,'Of course, starting tomorrow ill set up a plan for you to join with our regiment and well start to make you into our best weapon.' He looked growlithe deep into his eyes,' I am going to give you the revenge you want, I will turn you into a warrior to rival Arceus himself.'
–Next day–
Steven walks up to the training ground with Prince and Growlithe, eager to start the day and to see what this new partner had in store for him! 'All right Prince you'll be doing your usual routine today and we'll still have our little competitions afterwards along with growlithe too this time.' Steven said. Prince nodded towards Steven and went and meditated in the middle of the field. Steven brought out Growlithes pokedex to see what moves he knew.
Growlithe Moveset: Bite, Roar
Egg Moveset: Fire Spin
Steven looked at the moveset that growlithe had and was honestly shocked. It was very good to have a fire move on pokemon that was already a fire type and an already rarer of the elements pokemon but fire spin? This was like a blessing. Steven had him do similar training to Prince in the end, he had growlithe constantly shooting out fire spins around the giant boulder he hid behind in yesterday's spar. Growlithe had two goals he needed to meet that were set by Steven, he needed to double the radius of the circle and he also needed to strengthen and condense the flame to make possible hurt more and last longer. Steven wanted to get growlithe fire skills in shape before he worked on his bite and his dark type energy.
Steven watched the two train while he started his first run of the day. Everything was starting to fall into place. Steven looked at Growlithe and smiled at his new warrior, and thought of the perfect name for his new companion. 'Let's get way stronger together, Smoker!'