Doctor Doom cracked his neck. That had been fun. Doom looked down and noticed that Meowth’s limp form now had red splotches all throughout its fur. Doom looked back around the cave and saw approximately thirty mangled yellow bodies. While the challenge had been sorely lacking, there was something about the repeated gesture of punching something until it bursts open that had a calming effect on Doom. It might have just been the merciless ending of life that did the trick, though.
With his bloodlust sated for the moment Doom prepared to leave the area when a moan of pain caught his attention. Doom turned to the noise to find the Pokémon he originally hit was just now waking up.
The Pokémon in question quickly surveyed the scene and let out a sorrowful moan. Its grief radiated from its body as it cried over a particularly mangled corpse.
“This could have been avoided,” Doom said. He instantly had the Pokémon’s attention. “If you had just chosen to not stray into the path of Doom I would have had no reason to stop on my way out of here.” Okay, so that was a lie, Doom had been looking to pick a fight with something. This creature didn’t need to know that, though. “Now look at what your recklessness has wrought? The death of your community... all because of you. Now you are alone.” Doom reached into his cloak and pulled out his Pokedex to scan the Pokémon.
Hypno, the Psychic Hypnotism Pokémon. Able to alter the mental pathways of its victims in order to plant all kinds of powerful illusions and tricks. Could be incredibly useful in screwing with opponents.
Doom rubbed his chin. That did indeed sound rather promising. “You needn't be alone, of course. You can learn what it means to be strong. The end of your friends could be a new beginning for you. I will only make this offer once: Join me and become strong. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, take your emotions and carve your own path, through other psychic Pokémon if required. I want an answer immediately," Doom demanded.
Doom was mildly surprised to see the Hypno nod its head as soon as he had finished speaking. This Hypno was made of stronger stuff than Mewtwo had been, able to quickly realize its situation and decide to drop its past for a chance at a brighter future. Perhaps this trip into the cave was not as wasteful as he had imagined. Doom tossed a Pokeball at the Hypno and the Pokeball did not even shake twice before it stopped rattling, indicating Hypno was now Doom’s.
Just as everything would eventually be.