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Aakash POV
The remainder of the meeting passed productively as I finalized individualized training plans for each trainer and Pokémon.
Unlike ordinary academy students who received generalized guidance designed to work for a wide range of circumstances, these plans focused specifically on the strengths, weaknesses, habits, and future development paths of each individual.
For Charmeleon, I emphasized speed refinement and battlefield awareness. His offensive power was already respectable for his current level, but there was still too much reliance on direct confrontation. Against stronger opponents, especially those with superior mobility, that habit would eventually become a weakness.
Meowth's training focused on precision, burst movement, and evolution preparation. The foundations were already there. What he needed now was refinement rather than expansion.
As for Prinplup, I focused heavily on battlefield control and leadership. Apoorv naturally favored tactical battles, and Prinplup possessed both the temperament and intelligence to support that style.
Totodile's plan, unsurprisingly, contained considerably more structure.
Much more structure.
Far more structure than the little crocodile would probably appreciate.
After handing over the documents, I spent another fifteen minutes explaining command hierarchy, battlefield communication, and decision-making principles that many trainers ignored until it was too late.
"A good trainer doesn't simply tell their Pokémon what move to use," I explained while drawing a quick diagram on a nearby board. "The best trainers communicate intent rather than instructions. If you're constantly micromanaging every action, you'll eventually encounter a situation where your Pokémon reacts faster than you can think."
Both listened carefully.
The academy covered these topics already, but direct explanation during a smaller session allowed me to tailor examples toward their specific battle styles.
By the time I finished, both had several pages of notes.
"Alright," I said while standing from my chair. "That's enough theory for one morning. Let's have a bat—"
The sentence never finished.
My communicator vibrated sharply.
Then the emergency terminal built into the desk.
The room immediately became silent.
I glanced toward the screen.
The yellow notification had already escalated to orange.
URGENT RESPONSE REQUEST
Orange Zone 14
Abnormal Pokémon Aggression Detected
Risk of Large-Scale Riot Increasing
My expression immediately hardened.
The academy atmosphere vanished.
The Headmaster disappeared.
The Director of the Pokémon Department took over.
Without hesitation, I opened the detailed report while standing.
The room's atmosphere changed instantly.
Both students noticed it.
"What's happened?" Apoorv asked.
I skimmed through the incoming intelligence rapidly.
An Orange Zone.
Several territorial disputes.
Growing aggression.
Wild Pokémon abandoning normal boundaries.
The situation had not yet reached disaster level, but it was escalating quickly.
"We're deploying."
Both straightened immediately.
I looked toward them for a brief moment before making a decision.
The whole point of the elite team was practical experience.
Real experience.
Not simulated exercises.
"Follow me," I said. "Looks like you just received your first mission."
Neither hesitated.
Good.
I walked directly toward the office window and pushed it open.
The rain had weakened considerably compared to earlier, though the sky remained overcast.
A sharp whistle escaped my lips.
Moments later—
A familiar cry echoed overhead.
Pidgeot descended from the skies and landed outside the building.
The students exchanged glances.
Then hurried after me.
Within seconds, all three of us were seated.
"Hold on."
Pidgeot launched into the air.
The academy rapidly shrank beneath us.
Buildings became smaller.
Training grounds faded into the distance.
Clouds rushed past as we accelerated toward the reported zone.
During the flight, I continued reviewing incoming intelligence.
The latest update identified the primary threats.
Three Orange-ranked Pokémon.
A Fearow.
A Pinsir.
And a Typhlosion.
The report included territorial maps and estimated locations.
I studied them carefully.
The terrain favored separation.
Good.
That simplified things considerably.
I turned toward the students.
"Listen carefully."
Their attention sharpened immediately.
"The zone currently contains three Orange-ranked Pokémon acting as focal points for the unrest."
I projected the map between us.
"Fearow."
A marker lit up.
"Pinsir."
A second appeared.
"Typhlosion."
The final marker glowed near the center.
"I'll handle Typhlosion and Fearow."
Both students visibly relaxed.
Then I continued.
"Your job is to hold Pinsir."
The relaxation vanished.
"You are not expected to defeat it."
I pointed toward the terrain overlay.
"You only need to delay it long enough for me to finish my side and reinforce you."
That sounded much more manageable.
Still difficult.
But manageable.
The remainder of the journey passed quickly.
Soon, the zone perimeter appeared below us.
Military vehicles.
Containment barriers.
Pokémon Department personnel.
Medical teams.
The entire area was already mobilized.
Pidgeot descended toward a temporary command post where several officers immediately approached after recognizing me.
Reports were exchanged.
Updates delivered.
Situational maps reviewed.
By the time everything was finalized, the operational picture had become much clearer.
The riot had not fully erupted yet.
But it was close.
Very close.
Which meant we still had an opportunity to stop it before the entire zone descended into chaos.
I released both of my Rhyhorn.
The ground trembled slightly as the two large Pokémon appeared.
The students looked surprised.
Most people were accustomed to seeing only my primary battle Pokémon.
Few had paid attention to how much the Rhyhorn pair had grown recently.
I climbed onto the larger of the two.
"You two take the other."
Rakesh and Apoorv mounted the second Rhyhorn immediately.
Nearby, Pidgeot took to the skies once more.
Before departing, I issued several final orders.
"Have the perimeter teams neutralize and sedate any wild Pokémon encountered along our route."
The officers nodded.
"We need a clear path."
A large-scale battle involving multiple aggressive Pokémon would only complicate the situation further.
Within minutes, reports began arriving confirming successful suppression operations along the approach corridor.
Good.
That would allow us to reach the core area without unnecessary interference.
I looked toward the students one final time.
Both appeared nervous.
Excited.
Focused.
Their first mission.
Their first real operation outside academy supervision.
Their first glimpse into what life inside the Pokémon Department actually looked like.
I smiled slightly.
"Ready?"
Both nodded.
"Then let's move."
The Rhyhorn beneath me lowered its head.
Powerful muscles tightened.
And then—
We charged forward.
Two armored behemoths thundered through the forest at tremendous speed while trees and undergrowth blurred past on either side.
Above us, Pidgeot soared through the cloudy sky while relaying aerial intelligence.
Ahead—
Somewhere near the heart of the zone—
Three enraged Orange-ranked Pokémon waited.
And this time—
The students would witness how professionals handled a crisis.