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"Alright guys, come on out!" Ash said, having transferred the Pokemon back to the Poke Balls, realizing that trying to herd them all down to their present location would've been way too much of a hassle.

Ash had dragged the team to a clearing in the city for one thing, and one thing only: To find out if their time in the pods had affected their strength and power at all. It didn't look like it, but it'd be good to at least confirm that.

Besides, it'd been ages since he'd really trained with most've 'em, and Oshawott still needed more training regardless. And it might be good for the otter to see how some longer-trained Pokemon fought.

"Pikachu. You're up. I wanna see ya hit me with an Electro Ball!"

Pikachu saluted. "Pikaa-pikaCHOW!"

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Shoutarou's been driving around the city, trying to get the lay of things, at least what was explored and inhabited, anyway.

He then comes upon a boy, who seems to be under assault by monsters.

Shoutarou shakes his head, slapping his Lost Driver on, and clicking a Gaia Memory into place. "Henshin!" A flick of the memory to the side, then black and purple armor forms up around his body.

"Nice one buddy!" The sparking and slightly singed teenager said, pushing himself up "Those pods didn't take much outta ya."

The engine of Shoutarou's bike drowns out what Ash says, setting him up for further embarassment once he finds out what's going on.

Stopping nearby, Shoutarou hops off, and starts heading toward the group. "Don't worry kid - you're safe now - go find some place to hide while I take care of these things!"

"...what're you talkin' about?" Ash asked, he and the Pokemon looking around, because Shoutarou obviously didn't mean them.

He stops, glancing at the reactions of the boy and the creatures.

"...that thing just attacked you."

Ash gave a thumbs up. "Yup, we're training."

Shoutarou stares for a moment before he pushed the belt's buckle back to its default position and removed the memory, causing the armor to fade away.

"...never...uh. Seen things like...this before," he answers, a bit leery of the Charizard and Sceptile in particular.

"They're Pokemon." Ash said, proceeding to introduce all of them.

"I see..."

Shoutarou pulls his hat down a bit, then clears his throat. "Well, um. Sorry to be a bother, and sorry about the mix-up. I'll, uh...be on my way then."

"Nah, it's fine. I'm Ash, by the way," was the final introduction.

"Ah, I'm Shoutarou Hidari. Nice to meet you and your, ah, friends," he said, looking back at the boy and his monsters.

"Nice to meet you to. What was with the whole weird armor thing you did?" he asked curiously.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you just asked that creature to hit you with electricity..."

He'd heard the unusual noises of the Pokeballs opening and adjusted his direction accordingly, but now that he saw this odd spectacle he wondered what precisely he'd gotten himself into.

"Oh, I did. It's fine. Pikachu's shocked me so much that I kinda built up a resistance."

Which was probably impossible. Still, Ash wasn't really affected, so maybe there was some truth to it.

"That's... kind of alarming, honestly," he said, though the boy seemed so unbothered by the whole situation he had to smile just a little. "Still, asking for it seems like you're, well, asking for it. What's going on?"

"We're training." He explained. "Was tryin' to see if bein' in the pod's had messed with Pikachu's electric attacks at all."

"I'm the last person to say you should give up something that works..." Though, looking at the small creature with what was clearly enormous electrical potential, this might be one instance in which he could be persuaded to reconsider. "But is there really no less painful way?"

"It's not that painful." Ash answered and with a shrug added, "and there probably is. But I'm more of a hands-on kinda trainer."

Hmm. Morgan took a seat on a nearby pile of masonry, forearms on his knees as he leaned forward. "Naive questions, I guess, but what are you training them FOR?"

"...uh, y'know, I dunno. Usually I'd be trainin' 'em for Pokemon battles, but if everything that we've been told is true, I'm not really gonna be able to do that." He said, looking over at his Pokemon pensively.

"I guess I'm really just tryin' to keep 'em in top form for whatever gets tossed at us."

Preparedness for anything? That philosophy he could get behind! "Sounds like a plan. Need any help with it?"

What help did he have in mind? Hell, even he didn't know. But if he could, he would!

Hank was out exploring the city, still amazed that this was still floating in space. Much cooler than the S.H.I.E.L.D. carrier.

He soon spots a boy getting zapped by by what looked like a yellow rabbit.

"What in the world..." Hank says, but he's soon distracted by the other creatures surrounding the boy. "Fascinating, more of these new organisms."

"Heracross!" shouted Heracross, waving at Hank.

"Huh?" Ash look around as he pushed himself up, trying to figure out who Heracross was talking to. "Oh! Hey there!"

"It's you!" Hank says with a smile as he goes up to greet Heracross. "I was hoping to see you again." He looks to Ash and waves to him.

"Are these yours?"

"Yup. I'm Ash Ketchum," Ash answered, and proceeded to introduce the entire team.

Hank nods to each team member, very interested in each of them.

"These definitely aren't like normal animals. I'm Dr. Henry Pym. What were you doing with Pikachu just now?"

"Trying to figure out if bein' in the pods messed with his electric attacks."

Which would explain why Ash was mildly singed.

"I see..." Hank says, rubbing his chin. "Are you sure that's the best way to do that? It seems a bit painful."

"It's not like it hurts that much. And I kinda built up a resistance after a while."

Again, probably impossible. Any resistance he had built up was more likely due to his latent Aura powers rather than anything else. Not that Ash knew that.

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