Pokémon Simulation: Hunting The Protagonists

A flash of cold light streaked across the air.

No one understood what had just happened.

Only the short-haired man standing beside Scarface sensed something was off.

Instinctively, he turned to look at his companions.

That was when he noticed it.

A thin red line had appeared across their necks.

Moments later, crimson liquid began seeping from the cut.

The two men hadn't even realized what had happened.

Their grins were still frozen on their faces.

As Bellossom reappeared behind them—

Two heads hit the ground.

"AAAAAAHHH!!" The short-haired man let out a terrified scream, collapsing onto the ground in horror.

Having taken lives before, they knew exactly what death meant.

And there was nothing more terrifying than witnessing their comrades die without even knowing how it happened.

Scarface felt his heart pounding, his body drenched in cold sweat.

If Bellossom had chosen him as the target just now—

It wouldn't have been those two dropping dead. It would have been him.

Fast, ruthless, and efficient.

He had completely underestimated the young man before him.

This wasn't some naive rookie—he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Hitmonchan's expression changed drastically.

With just a blink, Bellossom had vanished from sight.

This realization sent a chill down its spine.

But it couldn't afford to hesitate.

For a Fighting-type Pokémon, letting an enemy kill its Trainer right in front of it was the greatest disgrace.

Hitmonchan let out a battle cry, signaling to Hitmonlee and Ludicolo.

Then, it lunged toward Bellossom.

"Hitmonchan, use Fire Punch!" Scarface barked, dragging his trembling subordinate away from Bellossom as fast as he could.

Only after reaching a safe distance did he exhale in relief.

Glancing at his petrified lackey, Scarface cursed under his breath.

Then he kicked him hard.

"Get your Pokémon in there now!"

The short-haired man, still shaking, fumbled for his Poké Ball.

A Houndour appeared on the battlefield.

Now, Bellossom was up against four Pokémon at once.

Yet, she remained unfazed.

She responded with an Energy Ball, casting it instantly.

Countless green orbs shot forth like rapid-fire bullets.

Each was no larger than a fist.

But with the Same-Type Attack Bonus (STAB) and the Special Attack boost from Quiver Dance, even these quickfire Energy Balls packed immense power.

Hitmonlee, Ludicolo, and Houndour couldn't even get close before being blasted away.

Only Hitmonchan managed to break through the barrage with Fire Punch.

Seeing this, both Hitmonchan and Scarface felt a surge of confidence.

"Now! Close the distance and finish her off!"

"Bellossom, keep using Energy Ball." Ethan and Bellossom locked eyes.

Ethan gave her a barely noticeable nod.

Bellossom's eyes turned icy cold.

Hitmonchan soon realized that it only needed about 40% of its strength to break an Energy Ball.

With that, it disregarded the relentless barrage and powered through, charging at Bellossom.

Flames flared around its fist.

It threw a devastating Fire Punch at Bellossom.

At that moment—

Bellossom's face remained indifferent.

In her hands, she rapidly condensed a basketball-sized Energy Ball.

Without hesitation, she hurled it straight into Hitmonchan's punch.

BOOM!

The instant they collided—

Hitmonchan felt as if it had slammed into a speeding truck.

Its Fire Punch was instantly crushed.

Its entire body was launched backward.

With a deafening crash, Hitmonchan was sent flying.

It smashed through several large trees before slumping to the ground—completely unconscious.

For a moment, Scarface's grin was still frozen on his face.

His expression twisted in shock.

He took a sharp breath.

His face turned deathly pale.

"I-Impossible… My Hitmonchan… lost?"

"No way! Hitmonchan is Level 40! How could it lose to a Bellossom?!"

But the most devastating part—

It wasn't just a loss.

Hitmonchan had been one-shotted.

Scarface refused to believe it.

But as the reality set in, his body went cold.

Hitmonchan was their strongest Pokémon.

If even it couldn't defeat Bellossom…

Then none of their Pokémon stood a chance.

"Release all of your Pokémon! We need to run!" Scarface roared at his men.

By this point, revenge was a joke.

Their only chance of survival was to throw out every Pokémon they had, use them as a distraction, and run for their lives.

Because Pokémon could always be caught again.

But if they died here—it was all over.

The short-haired man was still frozen in shock, his mind blank.

He had finally realized…

They had picked a fight with a monster.

Hearing Scarface's order, his trembling hands reached for his Poké Ball.

But in that instant—

His eyes locked with Bellossom's.

Her blade-like Razor Leaf flickered through the air like a bolt of lightning.

Before he could even react—

Darkness consumed him.