Moon’s newest job sounds simple. Escort a human and a rare pokemon to the Altar of the Sunne, protecting them from hunters and assassins.
So why is she beginning to feel like she has absolutely no idea what’s going on?
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Day 1: King’s Shield - Bodyguard/Assassin/Target
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As far as job requests went, this was definitely one of the most dangerous ones Moon had ever taken.
Normally, she was assigned to deal with wild pokemon, or handle deliveries. Occasionally, she was sent on rescue missions. Once in a while, she had to threaten and subdue bandits and robbers.
This time, however, Moon was beginning to wonder if she should ask for extra danger money. Within a single day, she had already fought three battles with armed hunters intent on capturing her client.
Manu, her decidueye, crashed to the ground as the lurantis struck him with another charged leaf blade. To the left, the castform tried to spew fire at him. Goldie grabbed it by the head and smashed it into a tree. The castform screeched, then fell still.
Now it was just the lurantis, Goldie, and Star.
“Goldie, stop it moving! Star, get ready!”
Obediently, her kommo-o sprang towards the lurantis. Behind him, her toxapex raised her front two arms threateningly.
“Leaf blade! Leaf blade!” shrieked the other trainer. She tried to rush towards her fainted castform, fumbling with her bag. In a flash, Moon blocked her path.
“I’m not letting you heal it,” she said, pointing a razor-sharp dagger at her face. “Drop the bag.”
As expected, the dark-haired woman had no combat skills herself, and could only glare helplessly as she obeyed. Moon lifted the bag with one hand, keeping the dagger trained on her target.
She smirked. There were a variety of healing potions, but no antidotes or full heals.
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Here it is, my extremely self-indulgent semi-realistic historical fantasy pokemon AU. I must warn any readers that that I’m still in the middle of writing it……. so there’s a very high chance I won’t be able to finish each chapter on time 8′D But we’ll see how it goes hahahahahaha
