Ishi walked home from the academy, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows along the village paths. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, replaying the events of the day. He had said goodbye to Senpei and Ivy at the academy entrance, and many of his classmates did the same with each of their individual groups of friends. His mum had stayed behind to discuss matters with the rest of the faculty and staff, leaving him to make his way home alone. The cool breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, creating a serene atmosphere that contrasted with the excitement and nervousness he felt.
As Ishi walked, he couldn't help but reflect on the day. The entrance ceremony had been a significant event, even if the headmaster's speech had been ridiculously boring, marking the start of his journey at the Ninja Academy. He remembered arriving early, alongside his mum and looking at all of the new faces that were going to be joining the academy alongside him and his friends, and feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. The grand entrance of the academy, with its ancient stone and polished wood, had left him in awe. The courtyard had buzzed with chatter as parents said their farewells and students fidgeted with anticipation. His heart had raced as he clutched Perseus's Pokéball tightly, feeling the comforting presence of his Froakie on his shoulder.
The ceremony itself had been a mix of excitement and tedium. The headmaster, an older man with a stoic expression and a reputation for strict discipline, had stepped up to the podium. His voice had droned on in a monotonous tone, reciting the academy's history and the importance of their training. Ishi had struggled to keep his eyes open, glancing over at Senpei and Ivy, who were equally struggling to stay awake. Despite the headmaster's lacklustre delivery, the significance of the moment was not lost on Ishi. This was the next step of his journey as a ninja, and he had felt a swell of pride and determination, especially as he’d seen his mum smiling at him with her face full of pride.
When the headmaster's speech had finally concluded, a collective sigh of relief had swept through the crowd of students. The headmaster's assistant had then stepped forward with a list, ready to announce the class assignments. Ishi's anticipation had reached its peak as he waited for his name to be called.
"You will now be sorted into your respective classes," the assistant had announced, her voice carrying more energy than the headmaster's. "When I call your name, please step forward."
The sorting had begun, with names being called one by one of the older students being shuffled around by being elevated or demoted to a new class. Ishi's mind had wandered briefly, thinking about the training and adventures that lay ahead. But his attention had snapped back as he heard his name.
"Ishi Sukauto," the assistant called. "Advanced Class."
His heart had leapt with excitement as he stepped forward, feeling the eyes of his peers on him. He had been quickly joined by Senpei and Ivy, thank Arceus, who were also assigned to the advanced class. They had exchanged excited glances, knowing they would face the challenges of the academy together, he really didn’t know what he would do without them. ‘Be even more of a little shit than I am now I guess,’ he thought with a chuckle and a dismissive shake of his head.
They had moved to their new classroom, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of pride and nervousness once again when he’d first walked down the hallway, catching glances of the other facilities in the academy. They had been told that the advanced class was a testament to their potential and dedication, but it also meant that the expectations were higher, so it was kind of a double edge sword.
The classroom itself had been spacious, with tatami mats covering the floor and walls lined with wooden training dummies and weapons racks alongside a few scrolls and texts they’d probably have to familiarise themselves with. The atmosphere had been one of focused energy, a place where they would hone their skills and knowledge.
Their sensei, Mr. Monji, had introduced himself with a firm but welcoming demeanour, ‘I’m still surprised someone with his presence and power is just a teacher at this Academy, I can see him leading a team of Chunin if he wanted to.’ He thought as he recalled the level of presence Mr. Monji commanded, and he had felt a sense of reassurance knowing that they were in capable hands. The introductions had been a mix of nerves and excitement, with each student sharing their names, their partner Pokémon, and their dreams and ambitions. Ishi remembered the sense of pride he felt when he introduced Perseus, his shiny Froakie, and the determination in his voice as he spoke about his goals.
‘Shigeru still makes me feel uneasy, there’s no way his emotions were that muted without serious training, but we are the same age and I haven’t exactly been slacking..’ Ishi frowned when he thought back to the boy, and when he remembered the level of concern his Espurr was projecting he grew more suspicious. ‘But what am I even suspicious of? He’s just a kid, maybe he has a sucky home life? Hmm yeah that's probably it, I can see why that would make someone's emotions so muted, I’ll need to watch him a bit more and try and reach out to him.’ Nodding to himself at the conclusion he’d come to, he returned to thinking about his first day at the academy.
He thought back to the moment Ryota had introduced himself with his Pawniard, his confident demeanour a clear reflection of his ambition to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. Ayame's introduction with her Fletchling had been filled with enthusiasm and a desire to master aerial combat. Kenta, with his Honedge, had spoken with a serious tone about becoming a master swordsman. Haruka's gentle introduction with Spritzee had highlighted her dream of becoming a healer. Raion's easy going grin and his Litleo had radiated confidence and a strong protective instinct.
Miori, the frown immediately retired as his train of thought went to the clear pain in his ass she would become, she had started off so well showing a fierce determination with her Zubat and had revealed her adventurous spirit. “Haa” he sighed as he recalled what she had asked Mr. Monji, with her referring to the rest of the class as having a lower status to herself. ‘So I guess she’s the stuck up brat every class needs to round out the personalities, and I can tell she will play her role so well, She must have a lot of practice looking down on others.’
The lesson schedule had been outlined next, giving him a clear picture of what to expect in the days ahead. Mornings would be dedicated to self-study sessions, where they could explore topics of interest and ask questions of the sensei present. This time was meant to deepen their knowledge and foster independent learning. This particularly excited him, with the opportunity to delve into subjects that fascinated him and to learn at his own pace.
Afternoons would focus on physical training, sparring, and practising ninja techniques. They would learn the village's basic close combat techniques and work on perfecting their ninja skills. ‘Though I have a few ideas to put my own spin on things once I've completed my quest to master all the ninja trick natures and obtain my first Sub-Class. I’m definitely gonna get first in this year's advanced students!’ The rigorous training schedule was daunting, but he had felt a surge of determination. Physical fitness and combat proficiency were crucial for any ninja, and he was ready to push himself to his limits. At that moment a notification appeared from the system.
Confirmed. Quest Created:
You Have Displayed Your Determination To Become A Diamond Among Gems! Achieve The Goal You Have Set For Yourself And Become The Top Student In The Advanced Class!
Rewards: Your Overall Luck When Spluncking Increases!
Accept: Y/N
‘Hellz yeah, that could have so many different uses! Of course I accept, I’ve already determined that I'm going to be first in the class, may as well get an additional reward for it!’ He was grinning from ear to ear at the potential reward and what it would inevitably mean for his future. ‘Hmm better get back to reminiscing huh, it seems I have the potential to get quests just from reliving what's happened to me and using hindsights perfect 20/20 vision!’
With a dopey grin still on his face he thought back to the rest of the schedule his new sensei had given the class. After a short break, they would cover the history and theology of the village, as well as other academic subjects like maths, writing, and strategy. A well-rounded education was essential for a successful ninja, and Ishi knew that mastering these subjects would be just as important as their physical training.
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The various training facilities available to them had been another highlight of the day, ‘I just need to reserve some time to use them and begin training up Perseus, I’ll do that first thing tomorrow.’ He was also excited about how the training hall was apparently equipped with apparatuses for physical conditioning and martial arts training. They’d been told about the punching bags, climbing ropes, balance beams, and obstacle courses designed to test agility, strength, and endurance. The targets for practising shuriken throwing along with some moving targets for pokemon to improve their aim and accuracy with their moves, as well as the sparring mats for hand-to-hand combat training. ‘I’m sure they’ll be good for putting any annoying brats in their place,’ he mused, with his mind picturing a certain bratty girl with misguided impressions.
The medical centre had also impressed Ishi. Staffed by skilled medics and equipped with advanced medical technology, it was divided into sections for humans and Pokémon. The Pokémon section featured specialised equipment for treating various injuries, ensuring that all partners received the best care possible. ‘Even more reason to not hold back on anyone if they can be quickly healed back to near full health!’
The smile that had been plastered on his face for most of his walk back home took on an evil glint. And even though none of the advanced class students saw it in person they all felt a sinister shiver wash over them, but most just dismissed it as a rather cool breeze passing by.
***
As one particular student felt a shiver run up his spine he turned and glanced behind him, squinting around to try and find what had caused his danger senses to become alerted. What made him even more uneasy was that he was unable to determine the location or cause of it. ‘Hmm, I need to get out of here, I may be being followed.’ he thought and turned back around and subtly increased his speed and direction he was walking.
Shigeru, with his partner Espurr at his side, moved through the village with calculated precision. The weight of his secret mission pressed on him, but he had grown accustomed to the dual life he led.
Shigeru's reasons for becoming a spy for Kagetomo's Ninja Corps were complex. He had always felt overshadowed by others in the village, yearning for recognition and power. The promise of a higher position and influence had lured him into Kagetomo's web. His loyalty was driven by ambition, and he was determined to prove his worth. ‘I am in no way loyal to him, but if he gives me the opportunity to get stronger there's no way I can pass up this opportunity!’
As he walked, Shigeru took meticulous measures to ensure he lost whomever or whatever may be following him. He navigated through lesser-known roads and alleys, his movements practised and fluid. He ducked behind houses, slipped through narrow passages, and doubled back several times. Espurr followed silently, its senses alert to any potential threats.
Reaching a secluded back alley, Shigeru finally stopped. He scanned the area, satisfied that he was alone, and waited for his contact. A figure cloaked in darkness soon emerged from the shadows - the informant.
"Report," the informant said in a low voice, their features hidden by the hood of their cloak and a full black mask.
Shigeru nodded, his expression stoic. "The entrance ceremony went as expected. Ishi Sukauto, Ivy Shinobu, and Senpei Takahiro have all been placed in the advanced class. Ishi's partner is a shiny Froakie named Perseus. They show a bit of promise, but their loyalty to the village and the current Chief remains strong."
The informant listened intently, nodding occasionally. "And the others?"
"Ryota has a Pawniard," Shigeru continued. "He seems determined to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. Ayame has a Fletchling and is focused on mastering aerial combat. Kenta's partner is Honedge, and he aims to become a master swordsman. Haruka has a Spritzee and wants to become a healer. Raion, with his Litleo, is driven to become a strong defender of the village. Lastly, Midori has a Zubat and dreams of exploring the world."
Shigeru's tone was dismissive. "None of them seem particularly special. They have potential, but they are far from being threats."
The informant's eyes narrowed, though the expression was hidden. "Continue to monitor them closely. We need to know if there are any signs of dissent or if they pose any threat to our plans. Keep an eye on their training and report any significant developments."
Shigeru nodded, feeling a mix of relief and unease. The informant slipped back into the shadows, leaving Shigeru alone in the alley. He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the tension that always accompanied these meetings.
‘Alright, now that that's done, I should head off home,’ Shigeru thought, carefully avoiding any mention of where his home was located. He knew the importance of maintaining secrecy, even in his thoughts.
With Espurr at his side, Shigeru began the journey back, retracing his steps and ensuring he left no trace of his clandestine activities. The shadows of the village hid many secrets, and Shigeru was determined to keep his hidden well.
***
Ishi arrived home, greeted by the feeling of the family Pokémon guarding the house. Talonflame perched on the roof, its sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, exuding an aura of strength and vigilance. Sudowoodo and Weavile were also present, their watchful eyes ensuring the safety of the household. ‘Huh if I didn’t have my aura sense I wouldn't have noticed Sudowoodo, that guy's camouflage looks derpy but it sure is effective,’ he mused as he glanced in Sudowoodo’s direction.
"Hey everyone," Ishi greeted them with a smile. Talonflame chirped in acknowledgment, flapping its wings gently. Sudowoodo subtly waved a branch-like arm, and Weavile grinned mischievously, baring its sharp claws in a playful manner.
Ishi made his way inside, the familiar warmth of home enveloping him. He reached for Perseus's Pokéball and released his partner. The shiny Froakie blinked up at him with wide, curious eyes, it's almost white coloration shimmering in the light. ‘Haa, so cute!!!’ he thought playfully pinching the small Froakies cheek only to have his partner squeal and bat his hand away with its cheeks subtly getting redder. ‘Huh its white colour makes it even harder for him to cover up his blushing.. Adorable.’ he thought with a smirk and Perseus.
"Let's head up to our room, Percy," Ishi said. The Froakie croaked in agreement, hopping alongside him as they climbed the stairs together.
In his room, Ishi's eyes fell on the unfinished Pokéball on his desk. This Pokéball was different from the others he had made; it was white with dark green accents, and he felt an unknown knowing that this pokeball held a special significance. He was in the process of implanting his aura into the Tumblestone before completing the final touches.
He sat down at his desk, his hands steady as he concentrated. He closed his eyes and focused on channelling his aura into the Tumblestone. The stone glowed faintly as it absorbed the energy, a soft hum filling the room. Perseus watched intently, sensing the importance of the moment.
"Alright, Perseus, this is it," Ishi said softly, feeling a connection to the stone as his aura flowed into it. "This Pokéball will be special."
Perseus croaked in encouragement, his eyes shining with admiration for his partner. Ishi's concentration deepened, and he felt the energy within him responding to his will. The Tumblestone glowed brighter, pulsing with a rhythm that matched his heartbeat.
After a few minutes, Ishi opened his eyes and inspected the Tumblestone. It was ready. He carefully placed it inside the Pokéball and began attaching the final components. The process was meticulous, but his hands moved with practised ease. Each piece clicked into place, forming a perfect whole.
As he fitted the last piece into place, a bright flash of light filled the room. Ishi shielded his eyes, and the light faded almost as quickly as it had flashed, he looked down at the completed Pokéball. It was perfect, a testament to his skill and determination. The white and dark green colours complemented each other, and the Pokéball felt alive with the energy he had infused into it. ‘I haven’t had a failure in a while, I suppose the days of me making those shells are behind me.’ He thought as he recalled his first attempts before he had been taken into the tutelage of Mr. Suru. At that moment a new Notification popped up in front of his eyes.
Confirmed. Quest Progression:
The Materials have been Collected By Your Loving Mother, Put these Materials to good use!
Progress:
Pokeballs Made - 13->14
Rewards: 100 Exp
Ishi held the Pokéball up to the light, admiring its craftsmanship. He felt a deep sense of accomplishment, knowing that this Pokéball was infused with his own aura. It was a symbol of his growth and his dedication to becoming a great ninja and Pokémon trainer.
"Percy" Ishi said, turning to his Froakie with a proud smile, "we did it." Percy croaked in agreement, his eyes shining with admiration for his partner. His journey was just beginning, but with Percy by his side, and whatever future pokemon this ball would hold he felt his ambitions wouldn’t fall flat.
Suddenly, Ishi heard footsteps approaching the room. His mother appeared in the doorway, with a warm smile on her face. "Ishi, I heard some noise. What are you up to?"
He beamed at her, holding up the newly completed Pokéball. "Look, Mom! I finished it. I made another special Pokéball for my future partner!”
His mum's eyes widened in surprise and pride. She walked over and took the Pokéball from his hand, examining it closely. "This is incredible, Ishi. I'm so proud of you."
Talonflame, who had followed Shion into the room, looked at the Pokéball with interest. His stern expression softened as he glanced at Ishi. "Talon.." she murmured approvingly. Sudowoodo and Weavile also entered the room, each of them curious about Ishi's creation. Perseus hopped onto Ishi's shoulder, looking proud and excited.
"Thank you, Mom," Ishi said, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. "I couldn't have done it without all of you supporting me." She handed the Pokéball back to Ishi, her eyes shining with pride. "You have a special gift, Ishi. Use it wisely."
Ishi nodded, clutching the Pokéball close. "I will, Mom. I promise."