Jujutsu Kaisen: I Have A Gardevoir

Sure, some say if Trainers jumped into the fray themselves, Pokémon wouldn't have a job. But the scene unfolding screamed one truth—humans have limits.

Even a Super Rookie like Akira could only stand on the ground like Groudon, no wings to soar.

In the Pokémon world, this'd be the moment to chuck a Poké Ball and catch it. But this was the jujutsu world—no balls here.

Akira had to go old-school, channeling "Talk-no-Jutsu" Armin to negotiate with Suicune.

Among the Sacred Beasts, Suicune had the mildest temper and showed up around humans the most.

And Akira had the perfect toolkit for the job.

Dragonite template.

Viridian Power.

"Suicune, I'm here to talk terms. I've got no beef with you guys—I just want to know why you're here. What's this place hiding? Is it Ho-Oh?"

As Akira edged closer, a booming roar exploded from the distance.

Entei, finally shaken off, stormed back—flames underfoot, red streaks trailing like a meteor.

"ROAR~~~"

At the same time, Suicune thrashed hard, barking back at Entei.

Mid-sprint, Entei switched targets, spitting fire at Swablu and Gardevoir midair.

Gardevoir Teleported with Swablu to dodge, but her Psychic grip on Suicune inevitably loosened.

Seizing the moment, Suicune bucked, limbs straining to break free.

No way Akira was letting Gardevoir's hard-won edge slip. He ditched the peace talk, ready to rumble:

"Little Garde, Little Blue—take Entei down fast! Little Vine, lock Suicune—don't let it mess us up!"

"Shanay! (Got it!)"

"Dilu! (Roger!)"

Gardevoir and Swablu pivoted instantly. To them, Entei or Suicune—same diff. No type matchups to sweat, just fight.

"Tang tang! (Don't need you to tell me!)"

Serperior leapt from Akira's arms. The net-trapping Suicune plan already had her pawprints on it.

Move: Leech Seed.

Move: Mega Drain.

Both sapped the foe's stamina while healing her—super effective on Grass-weak Suicune.

Next, her vines lashed out, binding Suicune's forelegs as she piled on top.

Move: Growth.

Burn stored energy to bulk up temporarily, paired with Move: Bind.

Serperior usually leaned on her plant "vine" traits over snake ones—but now, she unleashed her inner serpent queen.

Coiling tight around Suicune like a python choking prey—no killing squeeze, no letting go.

Too bad Suicune wasn't your average catch.

Tier-2 god stats meant solid defenses and decent stamina.

Making it stumble? Easy. Dropping it? Tough.

Worse, Serperior's level gap with Suicune was a chasm. Even with type advantage, she couldn't bridge it.

The baby squad's Achilles' heel—Gardevoir could slug it out with Sacred Beasts, but not them.

Unless Akira snagged Pikachu's busted template for a "level-skip" buff.

And Suicune, after one slip-up, got crafty.

Can't break free yet? Fine—it'd wait. You can't really hurt me anyway.

Growth fueling Bind couldn't last forever. Once it faded, Bind would collapse—Serperior's 0.8-meter frame was a hard limit. No bending the rules here.

Saving its strength, Suicune switched to moves needing no movement.

Psychic-type Move: Extrasensory.

Normal-type Move: Roar.

Same playbook as Swablu—no direct damage needed, just disrupt.

As long as it wasn't a flawless trap, Entei wouldn't fall easy.

Once free, the tide would flip fast.

Akira wasn't about to let Suicune muck things up.

He'd planned to tag-team Entei with Gardevoir, but Entei wised up—refusing to land.

Gardevoir could lift him with Psychic, but that'd split her power. The second Suicune moved, Akira had his mark.

Sword raised, he charged.

I tried reasoning—you wouldn't listen. Guess I'll "reason" with force instead.

Can't hit the flyer? I'll hit you.

Turns out, nope.

Up close, Suicune's move pool widened.

Water Gun, Aqua Ring, a sneaky Mirror Coat, and—shadier still—prepping Sheer Cold. One hit, and Akira's toast or barely breathing.

Suicune was playing 4D chess.

Akira was the team's backbone—mess him up, and the Pokémon would crumble.

Real fights aren't arena bouts. No rules—just win, any way you can.

It didn't catch street-smart Akira off guard, but it pissed off Serperior.

Proud tsundere snake sis was proud.

She'd vowed to lock Suicune down, keep it out of the way—and failed. That stung.

Worse, Akira nearly got hurt again because she wasn't strong enough.

Against Entei's Fire Blast, she'd been helpless. Akira shielded her, taking half a roasting to keep her safe.

He'd healed quick, but she'd sworn—no repeats.

She loved giving him sass and eye-rolls, but she knew how he treated her.

As a hatchling, she'd ignorantly whipped his face with her tail.

Older, she'd stir trouble just to see him squirm. He never got mad.

Danger hit, and he'd freak out more than any Pokémon.

A total idiot, moron, dummy—but, but, but—a great master. Irreplaceable to her siblings, and to her, the most important.

Anyone hurting him? Unforgivable.

Phantom, Legend, Myth—whatever.

I—

I—

I—

Will protect my master.

"Tang tang~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Serperior reared high, her pride shattering even a god-beast's aura.

In the next heartbeat, it turned tangible, flooding every inch of her.

Light.

Evolution's glow.

A Pokémon's true transformation.

In that radiance, Serperior's biggest flaw—length—leveled up. Now 3.3 meters, she looped Suicune's torso twice with slack to spare.

Shedding her legs for a pure snake form, her base stats surged, instantly pressuring Suicune.

Physical and mental—her evolved form bore a regal title too.

Serperior.

Monarch of snakes.

Grass blades crowned her head, a royal crest paired with a majestic serpentine glare as she faced Suicune and declared:

"Ja~"

Suicune's mine—even Entei can't save it. I said it.