Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Jiang Chuan squatted behind the iron barrel and saw all of this.

He touched his chin, a smile curving his lips.

These organizations are really working hard.

They charged forward like they were on steroids.

That's understandable, though. Who wouldn't want a legendary Pokémon like Zapdos?

Not to mention these organizations, even the scattered trainers were rushing forward with red eyes.

There was a middle-aged man wearing a raincoat hiding in a corner, constantly throwing Poké Balls.

One after another, they slammed into Zapdos.

However, it was shattered by electricity before it could even fly there.

He didn't get discouraged and kept throwing.

Jiang Chuan wanted to applaud him.

That's really perseverance.

...............

Even with Zapdos's superior combat power, it couldn't withstand the relentless attacks from so many Pokémon and human weapons.

Although it can repel enemy attacks every time, the consumption of stamina is real.

The electric light on his body wasn't as bright as before.

At first, it was wrapped in dazzling golden arcs of electricity, and its whole figure looked like a small sun.

Now, the arc is noticeably dimmer, and its color has changed from bright gold to dark gold.

His breathing became rapid.

With each flap of its wings, you could hear its heavy breathing.

His eyes weren't as sharp as before; they looked more tired.

But its will remained firm, and it showed no mercy in every attack.

Several more Poké Balls flew in from different directions and hit it.

The red light flashed repeatedly, drawing it in.

The Poké Ball fell to the ground and shook violently.

One, two, three...

This shaking lasted a little longer than before.

Zapdos struggled inside the Poké Ball for a while before finally breaking free.

When it emerged from the red light, its body visibly swayed, and the flapping of its wings was not as powerful as before.

Jiang Chuan's eyes lit up.

The time is almost right.

"Old Ghost, make your move!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange laugh came from above.

"Hehehehehe..."

Then, a huge cloud of black mist appeared out of nowhere.

The black fog was so thick it seemed almost tangible, pouring down from the top of the factory and instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

It has to be said that Gastly's moves are quite powerful.

This old ghost has lived for over a thousand years. Although he's not good at fighting, he's incredibly skilled at all sorts of underhanded tricks.

This black fog was not only thick, but also had a disruptive effect.

The moment the black mist enveloped everything, everyone's vision was taken away.

It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Moreover, the black fog was mixed with a strange energy fluctuation that interfered with people's perception and judgment.

"What happened?"

"Who released the fog?"

"I can't see!"

"Damn it, which organization's doing this?"

"It wasn't me! I'd like to ask if you guys did it!"

Various exclamations came from the black mist, one after another.

Everyone was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Everyone present was wondering which organization was behind this.

The men in black thought Team Rocket did it, Team Rocket thought the ninjas did it, and the ninjas thought the men in black did it.

They suspected each other and were wary of each other.

But no one dared to make any rash moves.

Because in this situation where visibility is restricted, taking rash action could easily result in injuring one's own people.

The purple-haired woman gritted her teeth, one hand pressed against her collar, the other tightly gripping the Poké Ball.

She listened intently, trying to deduce the situation from the sounds.

However, the black fog not only presents visual interference but also auditory interference.

All the sounds became muffled, as if they were muffled by a thick layer of cotton.

Ya squatted in the corner, the wound on her shoulder still throbbing slightly.

……

Jiang Chuan stood up from within the black fog.

He emerged from behind the iron barrel; with his wave-guiding abilities, the black mist had little effect on him.

The people from those organizations were pacing around like headless flies. Some were crouching on the ground, afraid to move; some were groping against the wall; and some were cautiously looking around with Poké Balls in their hands.

Zapdos is just a short distance ahead.

It was also shrouded in black mist, but its reaction was much faster than that of humans.

It sensed something was wrong, flapped its wings, and tried to fly.

But the physical exertion was too great, and it flew very slowly, many times slower than usual.

It wanted to fly back into the thunderclouds in the sky, where it could find the lightning energy it needed to replenish its strength.

Jiang Chuan saw through its intentions.

Then Pikachu was allowed to enter.

Pikachu's little face was full of excitement.

Having watched Zapdos's battle for quite some time, it was already incredibly excited.

Those massive bolts of lightning, those dazzling arcs of electricity, those deafening explosions…

Every scene made its heart race, and it kept gesturing in the air with its little claws, mimicking Zapdos' attack moves.

"Pikachu!" Pikachu clenched its little fists, its eyes shining.

Jiang Chuan rubbed its head and pointed to the Zapdos not far away.

"Go, Pikachu, Thunderbolt!"

Pikachu took a deep breath and puffed out its cheeks.

Its little face was full of seriousness, and it placed its two little paws in front of its body, beginning to gather its strength.

The red electrical sacs on his cheeks crackled and sparked.

Golden electricity surged through its body, from the tip of its tail to the top of its head, every hair was electrified.

Pikachu's eyes were fixed on Zapdos in front of it, its gaze filled with a desire for battle.

Having watched for so long, it must have been itching to make a move.

Now it's finally its turn!

"Pikachu!!!"

Pikachu shouted, and the electricity that had been building up for half a day was suddenly released.

A thick bolt of golden lightning shot out from its body, heading straight for the Zapdos.

While the lightning wasn't as exaggerated as Zapdos's, it was still powerful enough.

Golden lightning exploded in the black mist.

Zapdos was struck by lightning, and its body shuddered violently.

It was already exhausted, and this only made things worse.

Moreover, Pikachu's Thunderbolt and Gastly's Misty Strike complement each other perfectly.

The electric current was conducted through the black mist and spread throughout the entire battlefield.

Everyone, get electrified!

...............

After being hit by Pikachu's Thunderbolt, Zapdos swayed in the air.

Its wings flapped more weakly, and its flight speed slowed down.

It wanted to fly back to the thunderclouds in the sky, but it was too weak to continue.

Jiang Chuan saw this opportunity.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

With a thought, the system inventory unfolded in my consciousness.

The Master Ball was retrieved.

He flicked the ball hard, and it flew out of his hand.

The pure white Poké Ball traced a beautiful arc in the air and struck Zapdos precisely.

The moment the Master Ball touched Zapdos, the ball automatically opened and split in two.

A beam of red light, several times stronger than that of a regular Poké Ball, shot out from the ball and enveloped Zapdos.

Zapdos didn't even have a chance to struggle before its entire body was sucked into the Master Ball by the red light.

The two hemispheres come together.

Click.

It's locked.

The Masterball fell from the air, bounced twice on the ground, and then came to a steady stop.

The surface of the sphere began to glow.

First it glowed a faint red, then turned gold, and finally became a dazzling white.

The entire Masterball was trembling, as if it were under immense pressure.

Jiang Chuan could sense that inside the Master Ball, Zapdos's will was fiercely resisting.

It was unwilling to be subdued.

It wants to break free, to go out, to return to the sky.

Powerful electrical energy surged from inside the Master Ball, filling the entire surface of the ball with golden arcs of electricity.

Crackling sounds!

The electric arc danced on the surface of the Masterball, scorching the surrounding air.

Jiang Chuan squatted down and stared at the Master Ball.

The sphere was trembling violently, and tiny cracks began to appear on its surface.

Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes.

This Zapdos really has a strong will.

but……

I'm sorry.

At this moment, Zapdos's stamina had dropped to near a weakened state.

Master Ball, ignoring willpower, can be captured 100% of the time when it reaches its optimal state!

……

After Jiang Chuan put the Master Ball away, he looked up at the sky above him.

"Old Ghost, let's retreat!"

"Roger that, boss!" The voice of the Millennium Gastly came from the void, carrying a hint of smugness.

The black fog began to slowly dissipate.

It doesn't spread out all at once, but rather fades little by little, starting from the edges.

This way, the commotion will spread slowly, but it won't cause too much of a disturbance.

Jiang Chuan, holding Pikachu, turned and teleported out of the factory.

........................

Inside the power plant, the black fog was still slowly dissipating.

Those people in the organization were still completely clueless, unaware that Zapdos had been taken away.

……

After dealing with the Millennium Gastly, it immediately made its escape.

Its stealth ability is superb; under the cover of the black fog, no one has discovered it.

It floated above the factory, watching Jiang Chuan's departing figure, its blood-red eyes full of laughter.

"That kid is a fucking genius."

It muttered something to itself, then vanished into the night in a flash.

……

A few minutes later, the black fog finally dissipated completely.

The scene inside the factory hall slowly came into view.

The ground was pitted and uneven, littered with gravel and fragments of broken equipment.

Several injured Pokémon lay on the ground, some twitching, others whimpering softly.

The air was filled with the smells of burning and rust, a mixture that was unpleasant to smell.

People from all sides emerged from their hiding places, some rubbing their eyes, others brushing the dust off their clothes.

Then, they looked towards the center of the hall.

empty.

There was nothing there.

Zapdos is gone.

Where is my bird?

A man in black was the first to shout, his voice filled with shock and anger.

"My Zapdos?"

Someone from the Rockets' side also shouted, their tone equally incredulous.

"Who subdued him?"

The middle-aged leader of the ninjas frowned, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

Everyone was stunned.

The scene was in chaos.

"Who did this?" the purple-haired woman gritted her teeth, her green eyes blazing with fury.

The various groups looked at each other, their eyes filled with suspicion and hostility.

The men in black stared at Team Rocket, Team Rocket stared at the ninjas, and the ninjas stared at the men in black.

They distrusted each other and each felt that the other was acting.

But no one has any evidence.

Nobody knows who took Zapdos.

Only the dark clouds above the factory continued to churn, and lightning occasionally streaked across the sky, illuminating the abandoned building.

The rain is getting heavier.

...............

Jiang Chuan, holding Pikachu, used several teleports to instantly disappear from the power plant's area of ​​effect.

His figure appeared and disappeared on the road in the rainy night.

Each teleport covered a distance of hundreds of meters, leaving the power plant behind in the blink of an eye.

The rain was hitting him, and his clothes were already soaked.

But he couldn't worry about that now; the most important thing was to get out of the area as soon as possible and find a safe place to hide.

Pikachu nestled in his arms, its little head occasionally glancing back.

After flashing a few more times, he arrived at a dense forest, leaned against a large tree, and rested, catching his breath.

Jiang Chuan wiped the water off his face and was about to continue his retreat when he suddenly frowned.

Not right.

He glanced back.

Although he couldn't see anyone, Jiang Chuan's aura clearly sensed that something was chasing him from behind.

And it's very fast.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chuan muttered to himself.

He had clearly created chaos with the black mist; logically, the people from those organizations should still be suspicious of each other in the power plant.

How did you catch up so quickly?

Jiang Chuan looked down at the Masterball in his hand.

Faint golden arcs of electricity still flickered on the surface of the sphere, and the Zapdos inside, though captured, was still struggling.

Although it's not as intense as before, the energy fluctuations are still very strong.

Jiang Chuan understood instantly.

He possesses waveguide abilities and can clearly sense the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from the Master Ball.

These organizations must also have special equipment that can sense the energy of legendary Pokémon.

"So that's how it is."

As expected of a mythical beast, it can still cause so much trouble inside the ball.

He gripped the Master Ball tightly, sensing the state of the Zapdos inside.

My energy is still being depleted, but I haven't reached the point of exhaustion yet.

The only way to avoid detection is to wait until this thing is completely exhausted and the energy fluctuations disappear.

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath, put Pikachu back into its Poké Ball, and hung it on his belt.

Then grip the Master Ball and teleport again.

.....................

On the other side, in a black sedan.

A man in black wearing sunglasses stared at the instrument in his hand, his brows furrowed.

On the instrument screen, a dot of light is flashing.

But each time it flashes, the light spot suddenly jumps a large distance.

"Huh? What's going on?" The man in black rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

A companion nearby leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look at this tracking point." The man in black handed over the screen: "It's flashing, and its location changes every time it flashes."

His companion stared at the screen for a few seconds, then froze.

"What... what kind of operation is this?"

In the other car, the Rockets' purple-haired woman was also staring at the instrument in her hand, her eyes full of confusion.

On the screen, the movement trajectory of the tracking point is completely abnormal.

It's not continuous movement, but rather jumping in segments.

It's like Zapdos teleporting.

"Impossible." The purple-haired woman shook her head. "Zetzart wouldn't have that ability."

But we can't worry about that now, let's catch up first.

"Full speed ahead!" the purple-haired woman ordered into the walkie-talkie. "Head towards the tracking point, don't lose them!"

The same words were uttered simultaneously in the vehicles of various organizations.

The roar of engines rose and fell in the rainy night as black vehicles sped through the streets.

Rain pounded on the car windows, and the wipers swung wildly.

Everyone stared at the instrument screen, afraid that the light spot would disappear.