CASE FILE #001

  “The Bay Harbour Butcher”

  I could’ve sworn that hunger wasn’t a thing for Pokémons. The need for the consumption of flesh that is. Though I guess it’s wrong to assume that way. The last time I've ever seen such a thing was at a pokemon convention where a Carvanha was showcased and fed living Magikarps. Even then it’s weird to have seen such a thing. Or maybe it’s because I’ve never studied Carvanhas before.

  The city of Vermillion was my first assignment of the month. I was looking forward to investigating another case of Team Magma’s schemes but I suppose this one took a more sinister turn. Professor Birch had personally contacted me to investigate a.. rather grim scene in one of the houses. Not even he could explain what happened.

  I arrived in Vermillion City with Gumshoos, my workmate. The town was eerily quiet. Everyone was inside their homes, doors locked tight, the blinds covered shut. Professor Birch had told me a boat on one of the docks was worth investigating, as he had been there himself prior.

  The boat’s cockpit was almost disfigured. Claw marks covered the upper hull. “Specialized trainers” as the police called them, were patrolling the area when I got there. As I stepped onto the boat, there it was. My first body. I can barely describe what it even looks like, but the head was nowhere to be found. It wasn’t a clean slice either, parts of the person’s neck skin and flesh were shredded off and the spine was pulled halfway out of the neck. His arms were like those of Shiftry’s. Without the leaf of course. His arms were just stubs. Anything below the elbow was gone, it wasn’t a clean slice either. Professor Birch had only told me that to head to the boat, I didn’t expect it to be more like a butcher shop. Thank goodness the legs are still there. Perhaps human legs aren’t much of a delicacy?

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  Now the townsfolk had reported that it was the creature, or should we say: the Pokémon responsible for this sported a light blue, scaly skin, and a long snout. It had tugged the boat roughly before boarding onto the vehicle. Unfortunately, any other features of the Pokémon are unknown as.. Well, the scene was gruesome enough that the townsfolk had to run, hide, and turn their faces away. I suppose that’s understandable enough. Who’d have the guts to watch a person get mauled to death with a poker face?

  Mr. Gumshoos was looking around for more clues as to what the Pokémon responsible for such an act could be. As all hope seemed to be lost, that’s when he saw it. a cleanly snapped teeth of a Pokémon on the floorboards of the ship. It was one hell of a sharp tooth. I thought Professor Birch could help identify which Pokémon this would belong to so we headed to Littleroot. After a few days or so, Professor Birch came up with the conclusion that it must’ve been a Feraligatr. Impossible I thought. Whatever the Pokémon might have been before we knew, they’re Pokémons. From the first ever discovered instance of one, never was there a case where a person or a trainer was mauled to death. Some deaths may have occurred due to a Pokémon, but it surely wasn’t physical.

  More research was due that day but I figured it was time to head back as heading back to Vermillion City would’ve not been a better option. Apparently the people there warned me that the Pokémon may still lurk in the surrounding waters. What good does Mr. Gumshoos do against a Feraligatr? I headed back home, not wanting to take any risks of returning home limbless.

  Catching the Feraligatr wasn’t an option either. The Pokédex itself has stated that Feraligatr’s are known to swim at incredible speeds, incredible in the case of underwater propulsion. It wasn’t worth the effort either, and even then no one would want to volunteer for that much of an assignment. Not even a ? 10M reward would concince anyone, understandbly.

  Before I headed home, Professor Birch had brought up the assumption that its mind or at its DNA at least was tempered with since no Pokémon are able to inflict such harm to humans. “Bollocks” I thought to myself. No team would be crazy and daring enough to conduct such experiments on a Pokemon, although we’ll never know. Maybe someone was bored enough with their lives to do such things. Either way I suppose that’s all for today’s case. Not much more is left to do.