(Sorry this is so long but I joined late and needed to give my team a big intro to make up for lost time)
Sola was dashing across the Sol Desert on his way back from an unenjoyable rescue mission at Rainy Bay when his parter Bea noticed an injured Farfetch’d fighting against multiple Mandibuzz and Honchkrow. “Sola, that Farfetch’d looks like he’s in trouble, let’s go help.” Sola was exhausted from a day of fighting water types and was about to reject Bea’s proposition, but when he turned to observe the spectacle he saw that the duck Pokémon was guarding a baby Cubone. Now fully understanding the situation, Sola started using extreme speed to rush to the injured Pokémon’s aid as a Mandibuzz began loading a sky attack in what appeared to be an attempt to be a finishing blow. Sola prayed to Arceus to let him make it there in time.
Atticus looked towards the larger scavenger bird Pokémon with nothing but anger in his eyes, he had not been able to take down even a single one of them. What was I thinking, one of them would’ve been challenging enough to beat, but standing up to a whole group was suicide. As these thoughts raced through his mind he came to terms with his fate while the seemingly leader of the group shrouded herself in a white light as she prepared to end him. He was filled with rage, not because he was going to die, but because the Cubone he had rushed in to defend was going to die too, and all because he wasn’t strong enough to protect him. Atticus prepared his leak for a cut attack, hoping it could somehow take down the vulture and save the Cubone.
The Mandibuzz rushed towards them and Atticus braced himself for impact. With blinding speed Atticus was propelled from where he stood, but was stunned by the lack of pain he felt. His vision began to blur and the last thing he saw before he blacked out from exhaustion was a flash of orange fur.
“I cannot believe you made it in time, you’re amazing” cheered Bea. Sola set the two injured Pokémon down and told Bea to take care of them. As the Cherrim went to work using heal pulse on them, Sola, fueled by rage, glared towards the dark bird Pokémon. The Mandibuzz and Honchkrow began charging towards the group of four, and Sola responded with an intense flamethrower. The skill gap was obvious, and those not knocked out by the fire were smart enough to flee. Sola put the three on his back and headed toward his home while Bea went to work healing the severely injured Pokémon.
Atticus awoke, and upon seeing the intimidating Arcanine he attempted to stand up to defend himself, but was far to weak and stumbled over right after. “You shouldn’t be moving in the condition you’re in” scolded Bea. Reluctantly, Atticus agreed and laid down. “Who are you?” He asked, “I’m Bea and that’s Sola, we are an independent rescue team, well at least he is, I just tag along for support” replied Bea “Anyways we saw you getting beat up by those bullies and just had to help.” “I was fine” Atticus lied, then he remembered the Cubone he was protecting, panic set in and he shrieked “Where is he, where’s the Cubone I was protecting.” “There was a Cubone?” Joked Sola. “. “Of course there was a Cubone you dimwit, why did you think I was fighting those guys?” Shrieked Atticus. Sola chuckled “Obviously we saved him, he was in much better shape than you were. His name is Chai and he’s just resting over there since he’s all tired out from playing.” “Oh that’s a relief” sighed Atticus as he passed out once again from exhaustion.
When Atticus awoke again it was night. He walked outside for a breath of fresh air and sat in awe as he gazed at the moon and stars over the clear canyon sky. Remembering his previous failure, Atticus grabbed his leak and began crushing rocks for training. Sola was awoken by the sound and walked outside to check it out. He saw the duck Pokémon relentlessly training “You really shouldn’t be doing that in your current state, and if that’s not enough Bea will kill you for making her healing go to waste.” Atticus laughed and sat down his leak. “Anyways -erm sorry I don’t think I got your name, but what were you doing fighting all those guys? there were way too many for you to handle alone”Asked Sola awkwardly. “It’s Atticus, and I know I’m weak and I know I could’ve been killed but I couldn’t just leave Chai there to die.” Then Atticus began crying “I want to help, I really do. I train myself every day but I’m still to weak to do anything, you wouldn’t understand, I mean look at you.” “Well then why don’t you create a team? I’m sure with a few more Pokémon you’d be in good shape.” Sola suggested. “Well I do have a team, Team Justice, it just that not many Pokémon want to follow a guy like me. But that’s ok I’ll just keep getting stronger until I’m able to save everyone myself.” Proclaimed Atticus. “That’s very admirable” replied Sola as he headed off back to the den “And now you have three Pokémon that would be honored to follow you.” Team Justice thought Sola Finally a leader I can get behind.
