Novel & Cerita Pokémon Ace Trainer

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

It felt like he was hugging a humanoid phone on vibration. Luckily, they found the door to the kids’ dormitory. Florence was promptly led inside. After telling her not to come out, Javier took a deep breath, lifted his stick, and headed toward the ghost. “Tonight is the night when the Ace at the Apex—otherwise known as me—defeats a ghost!” he proclaimed in the corridor.

When I heard that Ace was training the young warriors, I was interested in seeing him, in addition to my goal of meeting him. I heard shouts, groans, and other sounds as I approached the ring. Ace used the courtyard on the mansion's north side as a training center. I knew about it from Beta Ben. So, I quickly found the place. I saw Ace standing in the ring from a distance, facing two young warriors. I stopped at the oak tree and leaned against it while I watched Ace train his young warriors. The Nightfall Pack wasn't the strongest, but it needed to be stronger, even without Luna. Not only had I heard of one or two attacks from this pack, but Ace had always managed to defeat them. And now I k

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

"What's wrong with you, Hayling? Aiden is my friend, and I'm not going to abandon him because of a position we don't know who it's going to fall to in the future. Maybe you should go hang out with him since you're looking for benefits." He was touched by his friend's loyalty, but he couldn't take his mind off the girl's comment. He went to training early that day, enraged and tired of everyone thinking that Ace was better than him. He was surprised to find that Ace was already doing a routine that was foreign to him. "Yo, Ace, is this what we're doing today?" "No." Ace replied shortly, not even bothering to look up. "What's this then?" "I've been doing this set for a while now."

Ace got his blue eyes from his mom and black hair from his dad; he was the perfect combination of the two. Seconds later, my parents came in carrying plates and drinks. After placing them on the table they took their seats next to each other beside Mr Romano. I was sitting at the end of the table, Mason was in between me and Ace who had his legs crossed on the other chair and his head resting against Mason's arm with his phone in his hands. He really didn't give a fuck as to where he was or that his parents were present. He just say what he wants, do what he wants and where he wants.

Ace declared. --To be continued…

"You'll have to wake up early tomorrow to train." "Okay," I said, closing my eyes. I wasn't sleeping, but I had no choice but to abide by him. The next morning, Ace woke me and asked me to bathe. "You need to be fast, mate," he announced. "I want you to bathe fast." "Okay," I said, standing up and heading to the bathroom. "Come back here," he ordered. I stopped and turned around. "Do you need something, Ace?" "Yes. Why are you putting on your clothes?" he asked. "Are you thinking of putting on your clothes to bathe?"

He couldn’t help asking. Ace didn’t hesitate, and it felt like he had expected his question. “Honestly, curiosity. Sometimes, I feel bored, and other times, I practice strengthening myself. I almost died three years ago while trying to portal the army through, and I knew I had to increase my strength. That has helped me greatly.” Ace stopped walking and waved his hands around, and a small portal opened. He stretched it further, and the portal grew wide. “What did you find then? You must have found something in those kingdoms.”

With his hand a bubbling liquid fire, he dug his claws into her chest and ripped out her gem, using his other hand to take her sceptre. Ivy screamed in pain and shock, reeling back and falling on the floor. Ace jumped out of the circle, not sparing more than two seconds before he slammed his hands in the circle, channelling his energy into it. He stood up and moved back, watching the circle ignite with fire, a black fire. "No! No!" Ivy hollered. "Armek, how could you do this to me?! How?!" "Like I said," Ace said with disgust, wiping his lips with a scrunched nose. "My name is Aceson, not Armek."