Pokemon Adventures

Chapter 7

"Pay close attention because you are going to be doing it's other side" he said and then he started cutting up the giant fish. First he stabbed his left hand claws into the Gyrados' neck and with his other hand he made a cut at the base of the head, and started to scissor his way down the fish, his other hand dragging the body off of the table and stabbing into a freshly cut part of the fish. Partway through he grabbed the front part of the fillet and stabbed it into a hook hanging on the wall, and continued. He did this all of the way to the tail where he stopped, cut just before the tail started.

There he made another cut, lifted the full fillet and hooked it on the another hook on the wall, and boy it was quite the distance between the two, and then he flipped the Gyrados over and grabbed the fillet he had cut from the hooks. Then he rolled it into a giant ball and put that into another box.

"Your turn, I will give you tips if you need them but—" I immediately dove into the task and copied him to the best of my ability. The Gyrados was a huge fish so I had to go on the other side to make a cut all of the way across, and when I thought that it was long enough I pushed a little more of the fish off of the edge of the table, grabbed the side of the fillet that I had, jumped off of the wall, and hooked it onto the wall hook.

Then I turned and jumped off of the hook and back onto the table to continue. And once I got to the end I did the same thing: grabbing the end of the fillet, jumping off of the wall, and hooking it on before using the hook to get back to the table. I looked at myself and I found that the lower half of my arms' fur was stained red. I glared at it, that was going to be hard to wash out at the end of the day, especially since I had white fur and blood dried after a while, my fur was going to be matted and sticky...great.

"Well done" I looked up to see the Dragonite looking at me with pride, "you did very well after just watching, now go over there for a second." The Dragonite pointed to the mass of boxes near the iced corner of the room. I tilted my head at him, but he had already grabbed the fillet, rolled it up, and was putting it inside of another box, so I just went over and waited.

Eventually he came over and put the box in an empty spot at the top, making it a rectangle of boxes four high and three wide. Suddenly they all disappeared and I immediately went over to the platform and looked around as if I could see where it went.

"Now this is some human tech that I borrowed before I got stuck on this island" the Dragonite said and I looked at him with surprise, "and no it will not allow living material to travel through it, I have a scientist friend on the other side. We tried out different things: boxes, bags, teeth, shells, yarn, dead Pokémon, and when I put a Rattata on and tried to send it to her she sent me a letter saying that it had turned inside out when it had arrived"

My disgust must've shown pretty clearly because he laughed and agreed with me.

"Yeah I have to admit that it was pretty gross, so we stuck to non living things, and thankfully I could supply my meat from here as if I was just in hiding...which I kind of am I guess" the Dragonite scratched the back of his head and looked up groaning. "I really shouldn't have pissed off that assassin guild and sent them a prank order back then"

I just cocked my head, I was too confused to ask a question at the moment.

"Well you see about thirteen, no, fifteen years ago I got an order from one of the biggest assassins guilds in the world, and I was a stupid young Dragonair back then and when I finally got the strength to evolve into the Dragonite you see now. I was always on the run, just barely ahead of the assassins.

One night I flew into a large hurricane and I wasn't strong enough to escape it, and that's how I got here. On this stupid island, with only a teleporter and my new strength.