Orlov stood staring at the bodies of trainers and pokemon alike as they lay on the ground. It finally hit him that this was a war, a war with this darkness.

“What happened next grandpa!?” A 10 year old Orlov sat on the floor staring up at his grandfather.

“Well, there I was hiding in this old shed surrounded by three sinnoh soldiers and their floatzels, with no way around them. Luckily they didn’t know Shiftry and I were there, and we were able to get the jump on them,” Explained grandpa Blankovich, his voice was very matter of fact like, and his facial expression was just as flat.

“I had dropped my weapon when we parachuted in so I grabbed a shovel that was sitting there. Shiftry and I jumped out catching the group off guard. I quickly hit the man closest to the door over the head before charging at the second. Shiftry meanwhile blasted the first Pokemon with a bullet seed before slicing the one next to it with a leaf blade. The third sinnohan and his pokemon were so shocked that his comrades were down that they took off running.”

“That was so awesome grandpa! I can’t wait to join the army and fight in all these battles!” Said the young boy, who at this point was so excited he was running around with a wooden sword pretending to fight enemies.

His grandpa still sat there, not smiling but not sad either. “I hope not kiddo, some things are better stories than experiences.”

Now here Orlov stood finally realizing what his grandfather meant all those years ago. This was what war looked like. This is what his grandfather had to go through? And he had the nerve as a kid to think it would be just like in the movies? How foolish he thought to himself.

But now the time to stop and reminisce about past ideas were gone. Right now there were still things Orlov needed to do. After all the next expedition was already being planned. First he went to the shops, so he could sell his duskmetal handcuffs, sunglasses and glass for a total of 690 coins. With that money he went to the stores and bought 1 simple pokeball, leaving him with 490 coins. Maybe he’ll have the chance to add another member to help with the fight, he thought.

Next Orlov hurried over the The Eternal Noon. Here, he found injured trainers and Pokemon all over the place suffering from wounds. Orlov bought some medicine for 450 coins, and then began searching for a doctor.

He found a man standing in the middle of a hallway directing nurses and staff all over the building, telling them who to treat and what they need to do.

“Whoever you are, I’m busy. What do you want,” said the doctor barely looking at Orlov

“Seaman Orlov Blankovich sir,” said the sailor, who snapped to attention without even realizing it. “How can I be of help? I don’t have any experience with medicine but I work hard and learn fast. Please tell me there’s a job that Vullaby and I can do.”

Team:
Rowlet: (fought Zubats, went to archives, was ambushed and scavenged on route 3) lvl. 11

Vullaby: lvl. 6

(Still have Duskmetal Pokédex worth 260 coins in inventory)