"The discovery of Pokemon brought about advancement, cooperation, and a quality of life not seen before in human existence. But not everything out of that partnership was hunky dory. There were always those who sought to use the power of Pokemon to control or destroy. And it turns out that 10 year-olds can only stop terrorist organizations for so long. We lived so blissfully ignorant and unworried before, confident that there'd always be a way to come out on top over the evil men who sought to bring ruin with their death creatures. But just because everyone has access to creatures with near nuclear bomb levels of power doesn't mean they can see the future." Pause. "We were caught unprepared. A group that managed to stay hidden in the shadows caused a cataclysm that released unknown volumes of toxic gas into the atmosphere. Once that plot succeeded, the police were able to take them down, but the damage had been done. Those eco-terrorist fucks changed the entire world, smothering much of it in clouds of purple. The caustic air is uneasy to breathe and the temperature of the planet dropped with the thickening of the atmosphere. They've calmed down since then, but area of high concentration of the gas can cause spontaneous outbreaks of hostile pokemon suffering from some kind of viral infection from the poison. Scientists have tried to ascertain the exact nature of this outbreak, but the infection seems to leave the pokemon once they faint, and they are nigh impossible to contain while not fainted." A drink of water. "Our group has to be reactionary to these outbreaks, as we have a tough time predicting when these high concentrations of the toxin will happen, or where. It seems to shift with the wind currents, but the gas also can move against the wind." "So this big attack is why Pokemon ownership is so restricted now?" "Exactly, Nichols. Unfortunately, the general public can no longer be trusted with Pokemon anymore. Thinking back, it was really a pretty terrible idea for impressionable 10 year-olds to have access to creatures capable of burning down buildings. It's a wonder the crime rate was as low as it was. Now Pokemon Licences are generally restricted to government officials and law enforcement only. The illegal Pokeball trade is still a large problem however, and there were many people who were reluctant to give up their Pokemon partners. But for the safety of everyone, the SCP has free reign to confiscate any illegal Pokemon or Pokemon capturing paraphernalia they come across. We learned our lesson. The toxic cloud around our planet has proven that we cannot trust people with the power of pokemon any longer." _____________________________________________________________________________ "Alright you three, here's yours." Kelly, Barrett, and Nichols each were presented with a box containing an assortment of pokeballs. "You three have been above and beyond the others so far, so we'll be taking you out on your first field exercise today. After analyzing the hundreds of simulation battles you've done, our HQ has bred some pokemon that we think will be suited to your battling style. You'll find completed Pokemon Ownership Licenses in there as well. You're now officially allowed to use Pokemon." Kelly tossed out one of the pokeballs, revealing a Froakie. It looked even better than the simulated ones he'd grown fond of battling with. "Heh, figured as much. Froakie and I always kick everyone's asses." He looked over at Barrett, who was checking out his Fennekin. He usually did pretty well with that pokemon, except when matched up against Froakie of course. "Remember, cadets. These are no joke. You'll find that there's more to raising them than battling. Even though these pokemon can been bred to withstand the caustic miasma outside, they aren't self-sufficient, and if they get hurt, they really get hurt. It's not a simulation anymore." Kelly barely heard him as he sent out the other pokemon. Each of them were various degrees of familiar to him from simulation battle, except for the small mouse looking pokemon. "What's this one, sir?" Kelly asked Instructor Graham about the new pokemon. "That's a Cyndaquil, Kelly. It's been exposed to Delta Radiation in Holon. Extremely rare. It's been found that the Delta Radiation seems to give pokemon exposed to it a bit of natural resistance to the poison, but it also changes the way it evolves. I think you'll find it to be a pretty strong partner. Anyway, when you're all done familiarizing yourselves with your new partners, we'll head to our training exercise." ________________________________________________________________________________ The Cadets walked along the road behind Instructor Graham. "Travel between settlements these days isn't much, but you can never be too careful on the roads. There's often groups of roving bandits waiting to ambush people attempting to travel, especially now that most travelers lack pokemon." "What do people do about the tall grass if they don't have pokemon?" Nichols asked, her new Timburr by her side. "That's a good question. The Wild Pokemon population has dropped quite a bit these days which helps with the chances of being attacked, but most just try to skirt around it as much as possible and just run if attacked. Speaking of wild pokemon, it would probably be best if you encountered some, just to get a sense of battling in the real world. Why don't you head into that grass there and see what you find?" The cadets headed into the grass, anxious for what might jump out to meet them.