Tonight I dreamed i was at a card shop looking at all the new releases and saw that Pokemon released Commander cards (like in the commander format of MTG). They were all black with a C instead of the HP. The rules was that you started the game with you poké-commander in a special spot, it cannot be attacked and cannot inflict direct damage to other pokemon. Instead it only have moves with passive/supporting ability. Also, you had to discard the energy cost to use these moves (a bit like XYZ monster in ygh).  Anyway I tried to represent what I saw in my dream (I only saw these two cards and I don't know if Commander could evolve)

Fen glanced towards Melissa and Cormag, curious to continue observing the two's behaviors, as she listened to Rona and Trevor talk. The squad leader perked up as Rona had mentioned the details of the mission they were on today. While she wasn't exactly experienced with dealing with kids, she thought of herself as something of a pro when it came to cleaning old abandoned and dilapidated buildings. Fen chimed in along with Trevor, echoing his sentiment. "Yes, you can leave up any mansion cleaning to us!"   As Rona began to voice some concern on complications said complications manifested themselves. Fen watched curiously as the new girl ran in. She was reminded of someone riding a temperamental horse that they have very little experience in handling, one that would pull its rider along and crash into every which obstruction it could. Only in this case the girl's body was the unruly horse.  Though both her introduction and the way she spoke was more reminiscent of a hurricane. As such Fen was taken by surprise as the girl produced a myriad of hot dogs, a food that had a likeness to the kind she would find at the park from yesterday, and handed them off. With a slightly befuddled, "oh, um, thank you," the girl looked at the food and examined it as Rona and the new girl, Hana, continued back and forth with each other.  She could appreciate someone who put food as a top priority and simply smiled to the girl as she introduced herself. "It's a pleasure to meet you Hana, I'm Fen. Uh, the leader of Team Manna," she repeated herself. As she took a bite of her food, the girl said, "oh...it's delicious." She took another bite, then looked to Hana curiously. "I'm not familiar with this kind of meat though. Do you know what kind of dog this is?" 

Lana shuddered as she pulled her axe free from the creature's face. She was glad that the attack felt like it did more than any other strike she had made prior to this, but she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine from the shadows that bled out from the monster. The girl winced, the chill she felt only amplified as the monster seemed to look at them with renewed anger. Or, at least she assumed so as she couldn't see anything other than eyes on its face. She would be angry if someone just hit her in the face with an axe, after all.  The girl gripped her weapon tighter, feeling plenty angry herself and would not lose to the monster in that regard, as it began to raise its arm to the air. The girl had half a mind to go eye for an eye with the monster, or at least chest pain for chest pain, but her legs were only human and so she'd look to something closer to the ground to take out her wrath on. With the monster's other wrist being the closest thing to her, she made a beeline towards it.  With a quick swing her axe dug into the shadowy flesh, getting stuck in the process, as the creature slowly began to pull its hand back into the air. While Lana had a habit of dropping her weapon, she poured her strength into keeping it around this time and dislodged it from the monster before she ran back around. With another glancing blow the girl swung and struck the monster's leg only to see that its hand had reached the apex of its height, as its eyes bore fury towards her.  It swung down. Lana dove. The both of them hit the ground hard, yet it was very clear that the monster had hit harder than her and she was very glad that she was not under it. Still, her chest continued to ache in pain and despite how much she had moved her body still felt a chill running through it. As she tried to pick herself up the girl muttered, "I wish I still had those fire bombs to warm up with."