From Rookie To Champion - The Indigo Road

[Powarun]

SOunds great, can not wait tilll Tuesday, a double chapter day, I will be gone this Thursday through MOnday, sigh. No school until then. Really if you wanted to kill Kimi's pokemon other than FLygon I will be fine with it, shakes hand at the thief. And al would make a good addition.

[Jon UKX]

Well Dane can meet Leah and the gang in another chapter so instead the gang will meet a certain Spinda maniac in chapter 7:
Wurmple, Taillow and Soggy
Anyway, are Krystal and Kimi both dragon tamers and I think I might know what Thomas' pokemon.

[Chris 2.1]

Powarun: Kill Kimi's Pokemon? wtf? Erm...anyway, who says EITHER of them catch Flygon? and what about Brock? Hehe, Al adding to the team MIGHT be a possibility, but if he's going in the opposite direction than Chris it may be rather hard...hmm...

Jon: Thomas' last Pokemon is sorta easy. If Krystal handed Espeon and Steelix to Kimi, i doubt she'll train Dragons too. You'll see her rather nice team soon enough, though, although som have already appeared.

Anyway, lets do THIS!

Chapter 31 - Showdown's, Swablu's and Krystal makes three

Currently in progress.
PM me for details regarding it.

[Ultra_Poke2000]

I know ive been gone for like 3 or 4 weeks, but the end of school is a drag, with tons of last minute projects they give you and trying to perfect your grade average for the year, so ive had zero free time. i might be able to get back on later and i know ill have a ton of reading to do, but im just letting everyone know im not gone 4 good. i get out of school on the 31st, so from then on ill have bajillions of free time. i dont have time to read now, so cya later!

[Chris 2.1]

hey everyone. In a rush. Enjoy Chapter 23!

The Indigo Road
Chapter 23 - Ryuu Moon
By Shinymarill

Tony

We sped on through the forest, not wanting to look back. Misty was really rather good at driving, I had to hand it to her. Trees smashed in our way as we tore through them; the forest route wasn't clear, so we couldn't avoid any more foliage.

"We're still quite a way from Cerulean" Misty told me, her foot pushing down on the pedal. What could I say? She seemed somewhat angered and spurred on by the thought of knocking Dave out before.

"Good…good" I mumbled. A small Sentret walked infront of us, but soon became road kill after Misty flattened it beneath her wheels of rage. It was quite scary, being in this car, but I knew I had to get home.

I thought back to Chris and Krystal, and how they might be doing. Then, my mind flashed back to the Gym plan, and how Dave couldn't take over our Gym any longer. Misty then turned to me.

"I completely forgot!" She cried. "Dave has a Skarmory, he could get to Cerulean before us!"
"Damnit" I said. "Well, as long as we can beat him in a Pokemon -

"No way" Misty said nervously. "He's every experienced!"
"But…we're good…" I began.

"No way" Misty told me. "It's way too hard for us to battle him…"
As she talked, I became aware of our Pokemon back at the Gym.
"What about all our Pokemon?" I cried.

Misty stared at me. I had a point.
"The gym’s not even locked" She pined. "I thought I'd find you easily"
"STEP ON IT!" I roared. Misty slammed her foot down and we smashed through a large bush, heading on through the forest.

"Hold on, babies!" Misty cried. "Hold on Togetic, Golduck, Starmie, Seadra, Politoad, Corsola Seaking…HOLD ON!"

"I'm coming, guys," I said to myself. "We'll get there when we can"

*

Rika

"Arcanine! Extremespeed again!" Thomas roared. Arcanine raced forward again and smashed into Jolteon. My faithful electric type was definitely having a hard time, due to its size I presumed. Jolteon's needles brimmed violently, before shooting a thunderbolt from them and shocking Arcanine.

“Jolteon! Quick attack now!” I shouted. I had taken into account in recent days how important a loud voice could be – it helped in battles, drowning out the opposition to get an attack in. Jolteon raced along the arena at Arcanine and attempted a heavy tackle, but it seemed that Arcanine’s build was too big for my poor Jolteon.

“Fire spin!” Came Tom’s cry. The idiot. The whole arena would melt before us! Didn’t he know that? I bit my lip as Arcanine brought up the spiral of flames from his mouth. Fight back, I told myself.

“GO! THUNDER!” I roared back. Jolteon roared. His needles all stood up on end, and each began to crackle violently. He launched an arching thunder through the air, the combined force of the attack forcing the fire spin back at Arcanine.

“Good” I assured Jolteon. Arcanine’s body crackled with electricity as he cowered in pain. Thomas watched him with a confused expression.

“Are you Ok?” He asked. Arcanine gave a bleak nod, but fell on his knees. I wanted to make sure this was for real. Clearing my throat, I ordered the next attack.
“Pin missile!”

Jolteon’s pins all pointed forward, and white streaks of energy flew from them. Arcanine was peppered badly, his body lying there. Thomas held a hand out to stop the barrage.
“Stop it!” He said hotly. I ordered Jolteon to stop the onslaught, as Tom got out a Pokeball and recalled Arcanine.

I had taken down all but one of Thomas’ Pokemon. He seemed to recall his Pokemon when they were still able to fight…it was confusing, really. He drew a Golden Pokeball from his belt and held it at me. There was a silver ‘TC’ on the front, Thomas Chambers.

“Where I come from, we get our first Pokemon in these balls” Thomas told me. “This is my best, my most powerful…my winner. Don’t expect to beat him; he’s strong”

“I get that a lot,” I told him casually. “Let’s see him, then”
“Alright” Thomas said, gritting his teeth. “Cacturne, GO!!!”

I watched in fascination as the ball opened up. A scarecrow emerged; covered in needles, with a very sinister look splattered over his face. He looked scary, and was a vivid green colour. This did look intimidating, but more so because I had never seen it before – I’d battled all the other members of Thomas’ team before, so the surprise had worn off.

“Jolteon!” I cried. “Use a –

“Meteor Punch!” Thomas roared. Wow. Cacturne forced his club-like fist onto Jolteon’s skull, causing him to topple down in pain. Jolteon gasped, breathing now becoming rather difficult. I bit my lip as I watched…should I take a leaf from Tom’s book and recall him? I had more Pokemon on my team, so it was all right.

“Return” I said, shooting the beam at my friend. He disappeared into the sanctuary of the ball. I sighed, thinking of whom to choose next. The decision was hard…very hard…and I wanted to make sure I didn’t mess up.

*

Chris

I shot along the route to Saffron happily. This scooter was a great little thing! The engine purred smoothly as a small cloud of black gas coughed out the exhaust. I left Lavender town after Seviper scared a little kid to death and tried to eat his Furret. That stupid snake…

Kecleon was on the foot part, enjoying the breeze that whipped into his face. He hadn’t trained much, but maybe if there was a Gym in Celadon then we could go there.

Now my team was Kecleon, Electabuzz, Umbreon, Seviper, Bulbasaur and Pidgeotto. I was hoping Bulbasaur would evolve, as spring was now dawning upon us, but I wasn’t too bothered. His attitude may be even worse if he evolved…but then again, it could be fine.

I then thought about ringing Professor Helmsworth. I was keen to find out about Articuno and the conditions at home. I got out my mobile phone and dialled the number, releasing my Pokemon while I talked.

“Hello, Professor?” I asked.
“Chris!” Came the professor’s reply. “How is Kanto?”
“It’s good thanks” I replied. “There have been a few…hard parts. Granbull was shot”
I sniffed as the Professor gasped.

“I am terribly sorry,” The professor said. I then began explaining the whole Saffron event, and what had happened and why. I didn’t forget Dane, either. That scum pile.

“But, on the plus side, I DID manage to catch a Seviper” I said. Staring across, I saw Pidgeotto flying into the sky from Seviper. Poor thing. And by that, I mean the terrified bird and the social snake. Bulbasaur seemed to take a slight liking to Seviper, but not as well as any other members of my team got on. Seviper slinked over to me after Bulbasaur went to sleep.

“Oh my!” The Professor exclaimed. “Very good. Have you found it useful in battle yet?”
“Well, we haven’t battled much” I said, blushing. I stroked Seviper as he coiled around my neck. “But he is very friendly”

“Ah” Helmsworth said. “Well, the snow is still here. Once we clear it, it falls even heavier, so we just stay inside now”
“How are other islands?” I asked.
“Professor Earnshaw tells me that one of her Lotad has frozen to death,” Helmsworth explained.

“Oh man,” I murmured. “Well, we’re heading to Seafoam, and once we get there we’re heading to the Library, and getting us some information on the elusive creature. I heard that Fuchsia also has good reference books on Articuno”

“Yes, yes that is true” The Professor said. “Well, good luck in all of this. I hope you succeed in getting some information”

He hung up rather rudely, but I didn’t mind that much. I put my phone away and looked around wildly. Pidgeotto was grooming himself, Umbreon was with Electabuzz, talking, and Kecleon and Seviper were with me…

“BULBASAUR!” I shouted. “Bulbasaur?”
I suddenly heard something. I turned, and saw five men walk towards me. They were rockets…I think. Dressed like Sandra and her cronies, they approached me carefully.

“Looking for something?” They inquired. I stared at them menacingly.
“Yea, my Bulbasaur” I said grittily. One man walked forward, grinning.
“Show him,” He said.

They moved, and I stared at my Bulbasaur. He was chained to the ground with anklets and pegs, and one rocket had a large butcher knife in his hand. I was surprised I hadn’t seen this earlier; although I reminded myself I wasn’t looking in this direction.

“Give us all your cash, or we’ll prune your Bulbasaur’s bud” One said, sneering. Bulbasaur looked in a state of panic, wildly looking around in fear. I thought to myself. What could I do?

“Leave him alone” I snapped. They laughed, and one of them released a Golbat. It swooped down at me, bearing its large fangs. Seviper lunged at it and headbutted it, causing the blue bat to flap back in a state of shock.

“Acid!” I snapped. Seviper blasted a thick mouthful of acid and struck Golbat, causing it to screech in pain. He was recalled, but Seviper kept going. He held his tail forward and drove it through the air like an arrow, piercing the chains and pegs and releasing Bulbasaur.

I hugged him, happy at his safety. However, The rockets then released a Poochyena, a Muk, a Voltorb and a Weepinbell at me. I stared in shock. My team was all recalled, but I still had Bulbasaur, Seviper and Kecleon out.

“Please, leave me alone!” I cried. Seviper lunged forward at one man, sinking his red fangs into his arm. The man shrieked in pain, collapsing onto the ground. He was pale. The four remaining men sent their Pokemon forward.

A Tyrogue leapt infront of me, picked up Voltorb and hurled it at Weepinbell. After a rather nifty explosion, both Pokemon were left out the match. Poochyena leapt through the air, but Tyrogue rolled under the wolf and launched a high jump kick at his ribs. Falling down, Poochyena was then picked up and hurled into Muk.

I watched in fascination. Tyrogue leapt back as Muk bobbed forward. Tyrogue glowed, slowly morphing and taking the shape of a larger Pokemon. He had coiled legs and a brown body. This Tyrogue, familiar as he may have been, was now a Hitmonlee.

“Monlee!” He bellowed. He launched a Dynamo Kick into Muk’s body, but the slimy pile absorbed the attack. Hitmonlee, now unable to free his foot from the globule of slime enveloping it, slammed it against the ground recklessly, causing pain to Muk. Muk released Hitmonlee’s foot from his grip.

“Get the hell out of here” A familiar voice said. Al ran along the road in full rocket uniform, and met up with Hitmonlee. “I’m back on the mission”
“Al!” One man cried.
“Get him!” Came the voice of a second.

“Why get me?” Al said. “Sandra recruited me after she caught me in Saffron. I’ve been assigned to follow this kid”
“You have?” One asked. He eyed the rocket badge on Al’s chest. “Well then…Muk, return”

The four wandered off, picking up the 5th and leading him through to Lavender town. I watched in fascination. Al…re-recruited? No. He seemed to be so against it…

“You owe me one,” He said sternly, as Hitmonlee and himself stared at me.
“Is…is it true then?” I asked nervously. “Are you recruited?”
“Of course not” He snapped. “But THEY’D take me in if they knew I wasn’t”

“Yea, I guess,” I said. Al looked down at Seviper.
“I love Seviper,” He told me. He then looked up at me. “I used to own one”
“…What happened?” I asked, nerves almost setting me back from asking.

“Sandra” Al said, gritting his teeth. “She used her Starmie to kill it infront of me”

Silence fell. What could I say? I could tell him about Granbull…yea, that might help. I cleared my throat.
“She shot my Granbull”

Al looked up at me.

“Seriously?” He asked me. “I am sorry”

The two of us stood there. We were bonding over dead Pokemon…now, who would have thought Sandra had brought us two together? I sighed. Krystal…I’d be seeing her again soon.

“Goodbye” Al said, looking at me. “Gotta stay on the run”
He gave me a small bomb. It was the size of my palm, and was a camouflage green colour.

“It’s a sleep bomb,” He said. “For the security guards”
I smiled. Maybe there were advantages to Team Rocket, if you got all these funky gizmos. I clutched it tightly, recalled Bulbasaur and Seviper and hopped onto the scooter. We pressed on towards Celadon.

*

Krystal

I was listening to Simple Plan – Perfect. I bought their album today. They were such a deep band! The lead singer was cute.

“ Hey, Dad, look at me,
Think back and talk to me,
Did I grow up according to plan,

And do you think I’m wasting my time,
Doing things I wanna do,
But it hurts when you disapprove all along,

And now I try hard to make it,
I just wanna make you…proud,
I’m never gonna be good enough for you,
I can’t pretend that I’m all right,
Cos nothing’s all right ”

Such a great song. It really spoke to me. Kimi walked over. We were at her flat. Today had been great; we got discounts off meals because it was ‘Dragon Day’, where people celebrated the day of the dragon Pokemon. I had met loads of Pokemon like Swablu (I really liked them now!), Bagon (grumpy but cute), Shellgon (Evolution of Bagon) and even a Charmeleon.

On Dragon Day, the moon was called ‘Ryuu Moon’, because it shimmered a lovely bronze colour in the night. It was mystical event, scientists still researched into it, but Celadon and its neighbouring city Fliscoula got a great view of it.

We got all dressed up (IE: Washed hair, brushed teeth etc, got fresh clothes on) and walked to town for a nice meal at the French restaurant in town. I took all my Pokemon (Including Espeon); Kimi took Torchic, Furret, Manectric, Solrock and Eevee, and Brock took Lotad and Foretress.

The city was lit with firefly lanterns and the whole place was vivid and beautiful. It was so romantic! Marill was very impressed. Lotad and Torchic were equally amazed, although Lotad was also drowsy.

We sat down outside and ordered our meal. I went for the seafood platter, Kimi had toasted French bread and Ham with Caesar salad, while Brock opted for Mozzarella and Dill soup. The evening was marvellous; we talked about everything there was to talk about.

“I love this toast,” Kimi said, eating it delicately. Brock commented on the soup, and how Basil would have been a better herb to use than Dill. Brock was a cook AND a breeder, experienced in both.

“I have to admit, these squid rings are very nice” I replied. The food was so full of flavour! I would have expected such fresh food from Vermillion or Fuchsia, but not in a large city like Celadon. Our meal was interrupted, however, when a swarm of people charged through the town.

Brock got up.

“What’s going on?” He bellowed. A woman stopped.
“There’s a huge beast in the town center! It’s terrorising Celadon!” She screamed. She ran off. Brock looked across at us.

“Come on, I bet we can battle it” He told us. We both wiped our mouths with napkins, and nodded.
“Sure thing”

We charged through the large crowd of people, parting them to get to the scene. A large dragon shot flames at the statue of Erica, the Gym leader and her Vileplume. I stared at it. It was powerful, boasting immense strength. What was it? It had red eyes and a green body, with a sharp set of wings.

“Flygon!” Brock remarked. “Watch out!”
“Fly…gon?” I asked, staring at the beast. It was awesome. “Cool! I’m gonna catch it right now!”

Kimi and Brock seemed shocked.

“You can’t! Look at it!” Brock snapped. “Foretress, GO!”
He released his armoured shell, which faced off against the raging dragon. It turned, eyeing this new opponent. Flygon charged forward, his wings almost plastered to the side of his body, streamlining him and helping him streak through the air.

Flygon fired a gallant flamethrower at Foretress, but he used rapid spin to deflect it. Brock then followed up with a pin missile, but Flygon shot right up, into the air, and turned, facing Foretress from below.

Roaring, he shot down and used a skull bash, smashing the statue. Kimi released her Eevee, which fired a safeguard and helped protect us. The white dome over us repelled the debris from the statue, and Marill, Torchic, Eevee, Lotad and Foretress stayed with myself, Brock and Kimi.

“This is too hard” Brock told us. “Flygon’s angry, so I’m presuming he has a trait that reflects that. I don’t know about traits well enough, however, so I can only guess”

“Let me use Charizard” I hissed. “He’s a dragon, he’s strong. I’m sure he could take down Flygon”

“I agree” Kimi whispered. “Charizard IS very good”
“Their physical strength is probably about equal,” Brock told us, going over the idea in his head. “Well…Ok, go for it”

I released Charizard. He faced Flygon.

Charizard tore through the air at Flygon, but he shot out the way. Flygon then shot forward and rammed Charizard, before firing a flamethrower. Sensing this, Charizard retaliated with a flamethrower of his own, overpowering Flygon’s.

“Go! Mega punch!” I cried. Charizard, in mid-air, forced his fist into Flygon’s jaw. Flygon tackled Charizard and shot through the air and away. Charizard then joined us as he flew to the ground.

“This is hard” Brock said. “Flygon ran; he knows Charizard will beat him”
“We can use someone else,” I suggested. “Steelix?”
“No way” Brock said. “Flygon would beat it with a flamethrower”

I argued back.

“He’s strong, you know!” I said hotly. “You’ve been caring for him, and I trained him!”
“What I mean is, Steelix is naturally slow. Flygon is naturally fast. Steelix is naturally weak to fire. See where I’m coming from?” Brock replied.

“Yes…yes I do,” I said. “Marill is too small…”
“Try Flaaffy” Kimi suggested. “Or Espeon”
“Go with Flaaffy” Brock said. “Then Espeon”

“Gotcha” I said. I threw out Flaaffy’s Pokeball, and he emerged at my side. Marill stayed with Torchic, Eevee, Foretress and Lotad, as Flaaffy and me stepped out the safeguard.

We ran through town, and we saw Flygon resting on the top of the Gym.
“Wake it up. Thundershock” I hissed. Flaaffy’s horns glowed, and he blasted the attack forward. It hit Flygon’s tail, sending a sharp static shock through to the Pokemon’s body. He perked up. Flygon’s wings shot out the side of his body, and he took flight. I watched in awe as he soared down at us, no doubt planning to maul Flaaffy down.

“Thunderbolt!” I cried. Flygon, however, opened his mouth and a stream of flames whooshed out and hit Flaaffy. Flaaffy rolled along the ground, subduing the flames. He turned, faced the ferocious Flygon and cried his name.

“Flaaffy!”

Flaaffy’s horns glowed yellow, the colour getting lighter and creamier, before finally going white. Flaaffy’s horns glowed white, before dimming down to a teal green in-between the navy stripes. Flaaffy was then engulfed in a throbbing teal aura.

Brock and Kimi ran around the corner by Fletch Street and joined us with the group of Pokemon. Marill ran forward to my side, but was soon rather engrossed in Flaaffy’s display.

“I think he’s learning a dragon move,” Brock told me. “But what?”
But what indeed, I thought to myself. Flaaffy leapt into the air, hands held up above his head in a ballerina position. He spun, spun fast, becoming a tornado of teal energy flowing through the atmosphere, before charging forward and smacking Flygon in the stomach. The Pokemon flew back angrily.

“Dragon dance!” Kimi said, using her Pokedex’ movedex feature to clarify the attack. “Great job!”

Kimi was soooo from the anime. I tell you…she is such a copier of May! With the unevolved Torchic and all… * sigh *

“Flaaffy, you were great!” I said, as Flaaffy hugged me. However, Flygon charged through the air towards Flaaffy, Marill and me. I watched, fear creeping over my shoulder and panic spreading into every part of my body. What was going to happen?

Kimi threw a Pokeball out and her Manectric appeared. It was a beautiful blue dog, with streaks of lightening on its head and sides. It had a very proud status in Kimi’s team, varying from the ‘comical’ Solrock, and the cute Torchic, Eevee and Furret, all three of which seemed to have no character whatsoever.

Manectric shot forward, electricity streaking behind him. He tackled Flygon and shocked the weary dragonfly, causing it to collapse in mid-air and fall to the ground. Sparks crackled over its body violently.

“Whoo!” Kimi cheered, hugging Manectric. “Great job Spike!”
Manectric barked. Tsch. I got an Ultra Ball out and prepared to catch Flygon. What a member for my team!

I hurled the ball, but Flygon’s wings popped back up. It seemed very weak, but had the strength to smack the ball back with its powerful wing. The ball flew back from Flygon and smacked against the ground, shattering.

Watching in awe, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the shards of my Ultra Ball. I then looked across at Kimi, pulling myself away from my shattered dreams. She drew a gorgeous ball from her belt and held it back.

“NO!” I shouted, spit flying from my mouth. SHE CAN’T CATCH THAT!
“Flaaffy, strength!” I roared. Flaaffy held his palms out, spitting on each and rubbing them together. Within seconds, Flaaffy picked Flygon up and held him above his head. I smiled, as Kimi’s ball dropped limply against the ground.

“Now! Thunderbolt!” I roared. However, something strange happened. As Flaaffy held onto Flygon, a white light engulfed his body. Eyeing it cautiously, I saw it came from Ryuu Moon. The light faded to a brilliant bronze, before glazing Flaaffy’s body and making him grow. A red orb formed on his forehead, his cone horns stayed (Wehay!) either side of his head, and as the light began to fade, I could now see a yellowy bronze Ampharos holding Flygon up.

“Palu!” He cried. My eyes opened widely.
“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” I screamed, running forward. Impressed by this, Ampharos threw Flygon into the air, and ran at me. Flygon smacked against the ground, eyes closed and dignity drained away. Ampharos and I hugged tightly: this was an official Dragon Rock Pokemon! I could keep him on my team!

Kimi watched me, jealous and confused. She tried to catch Flygon because I had wanted it, but now, the beaten up dragonfly beat his wings, before shooting into the air and away. It headed to Ryuu Moon, and I stared up at the brilliant bronze glaze. Wait till Electabuzz tried his luck against THIS!

[Jukain]

Cool. I wanted her to get Flygon, but Ampharos is good, too. This was certainly an interesting chapter. So much going on. I can't wait for the next one.

[totodilelover]

That was a good chapter. Misty is a crazy driver. That poor sentret got ran over by a crazy girl. The battle was really good. The bulbasaur ordeal was good to. Simple Plan rules. Charizard vs flygon good battle. Good length and description. Keep it up!

[Dragonfree]

Too bad Krystal didn't get Flygon... I was soooo sure she would get it. It's a dragon pokémon and all (and not to mention my fourth or fifth favorite)... Well, I liked the chapter anyway. Sandra adds Al's Seviper to her "evil acts" list... eeeevil. I just hope Al will be a bit wiser next time they meet and shoot that darn cow!

[Hanada Tattsu]

Wow, Shiny, a great chapter! I loved it!

Seeing Al's Tyrouge evolve into Hitmonlee was cool, he has a better Pokemon. Seviper is funny, but it'll never measure up to Granbull, but it's still funny! I kinda wish Kimi caught Flygon, she could have battled Krystal's Charizard. Yay! Ampharos learning Dragon Dance was wonderfully described, great chapter!

[Oakbark]

Al helping Chris was great, and no doubt we'll see more of him.

I have really grown to love Seviper.....
I left Lavender town after Seviper scared a little kid to death and tried to eat his Furret. That stupid snake…
I knew it!!!!!!!!!!!!

Perhaps Seviper and the rocket ordeal will bring Bulbasaur out of his shell, or should that be bulb?!?

I sooooo hate Kimi. She's just sooo 'not my type of person'!!!!!
-blood beginning to boil dangerously-

I don't think we've seen the last of Flygon.........

Great chapter, and have a good time in Barcelona!

[watermaster]

sorry I havent posted in awile been busy studying for my final.

anyway I'm all cought up Seviper seems cool. mabey now that chris saved his life ,bulbasar will start to respect him.

I also have another question, this is your last fic with From Rookie To Champion right, are you going to write anything
else or is this it?

[Powarun]

Well it was a good chapter, dang Flygon got away. I like Flygon more than Dragonite, whom I think before you rewrote this was in it. I may be wrong. Seviper and Bulbasaur a strange combo, one anti social one too social. Oppisites attract. The ball that that one guy held sounds cool where can I get one?

[SubSane]

Yo, SM. Just checking in.

I haven't read any of the fic yet, but from those last few comments by other readers it looks hella good so far. I just don't want any influences 'til you know what has been completed.

See ya!

[Chris 2.1]

hey peeps! Barcelona rocked. I'm posting T-W-O C-H-A-P-T-E-R-S today! I'm just in a good mood.


Jukain:
- Each story is starting to pick up speed (Like Misty's car hehe), and soon each relates to the other in a very synchronised way. I like it. Misty;'s story is so great to write!

Totodilelover:
-Simple plan are wkd! Bulbasaur's attitude is still the same...will it last? I wonder...and what about Chris' once treasured Pidgeotto? Time will tell...

Dragonfree: I think the Sandra/Al thing MAY be deeper than you think. All i'll say is this: Seafoam Island.!!!

Hanada: Glad you enjoyed it! Dragon Dance...what is that move exactly? attack? defence? stat change? I'd appreciate sum1 telling me!

Oakbark: Yea. I had a great time in barcelona, and Flygon might return....maybe...Kimi is basically the female r/s character, but kinda REALLY emphasised to make her seem annoying! Seviper rocks!

Watermaster: This is my last fic ever! Enjoy it while you can...I hope whatever you're studying for goes smoothly. Unless its a test on sandpaper, which should go roughly...

Powarun: What ball?
Anyway, Seviper and Bulbasaur will soon grow to respect each other, I'm sure of it.

The Indigo Road
[i]Chapter 24 - Rights, Wrongs and Dragon Tamers[i]
By Shinymarill

Megan

“Mightyena! Headbutt now!”

Mightyena charged and forced his hard skull into Slowpoke’s doughy body. The confused Pokemon collapsed, unable to battle any longer. I watched the boy fiercely, as he recalled his beaten Pokemon.

“Ok kid, now tell us where the Gym is! ” I snapped. I was now in full, updated Elite attire: The uniforms were a navy blue, with white sleeves. In the center, there was a silver shield, which had a golden R on it. They gave me a great sense of dignity: I was still rather sad and upset, but either way knew that this wasn’t the time. I had an authority role now - I had to reinforce it.

“It’s…in…. Northeast Saffron” The boy wept. “Please! Leave me BE!”
“Let him be” Jet growled. One of the O Grunts dropped him. The grunts were ranked in A, E, I, O, U. we took the second worse, O Grunts, for some first hand experience. Oh well. One kept smiling at me with a lop sided grin…it made me shudder.

The boy was left alone, and the group of four continued through Saffron. We all got in the van and proceeded through the large City. The rest of the Grunts (Rank A) had left to Pewter to take care of business.

Off we drove, searching for the Psychic Gym. Jet told me he would be using Mightyena and Foretress if I didn’t mind, which I didn’t, as Mightyena was still technically his. Jet had also been given Magmar for a short period of time, the same one we stole from Chris Haruka.

However, as I looked out my window, my eyes widened at a familiar 14 year old kid on a petrol scooter. Kecleon by his side, content grin on his face. What was he doing here? I couldn’t believe it…this was a good opportunity: 4 VS 1.

“Jet! Look!” I hissed. “It’s Chris!”
Jet watched, his eyes widening.
“That retarded kid,” Jet whispered. “Should we?”

“Hmm…we could” I began. “But…our mission…”
“It can wait” Jet purred. “Let’s go”

We stopped the van and piled out. Chris peeped along on his scooter but stopped when he saw Jet and myself. Kecleon leapt off the bottom of the scooter and watched, as did the stupid teenager. We each drew a Pokeball, the O Grunts still in the van.

“ You ” He growled. “What do you two want with me?”
“There are a few issues left unsolved” I began. “Fancy solving them?”
“Not at this time” Chris said. “Megan, don’t you cows go and get milked around now?”

The little bastard sneered.

“Take that back!” I snapped. “Mightyena, GO!”
Chris watched as Mightyena formed. He stared Chris down, and it became apparent that the annoying ‘Joe trainer’ was worried. He drew a Pokeball and threw it out, forming into a large Seviper.

“Oooh” I said. “GRUNTS! GET HERE NOW!”
“Free experience” Jet said to them. “Watch this”

The three rockets watched Chris’ battle with myself. Seviper lunged at Mightyena, but he ran around in circles, confusing the sinewy Pokemon deeply. Mightyena then forced his head down and sunk his teeth into Seviper’s body.

“Swing it around” I began. “Make sure it doesn’t live”
“NO!” Chris screamed. “Acid!”

Seviper turned and blasted an acid at Mightyena, leaving a bald patch where the fur had left. I was angry now! Jet seemed distraught at his Pokemon’s health, but I kept on battling with him.

“Take down!”

Mightyena charged. He tore across the field and stomped on Seviper, leaving the viper Pokemon somewhat battered and bruised. It got up, however, and with its long lasting health it managed to strike back. It lunged, sinking its large red fangs into Mightyena’s coat, ripping it savagely.

“NO!” Jet cried. “Megan, recall him!”
I watched. Should I? I thought about it carefully, but Jet had already taken action. He swiped the ball from me and recalled Mightyena.

“This is for you,” He said to Chris. He smacked him in the face. Blood spewed from his nose, and he now had a large bump above his eyebrow. Tears streamed down Chris’ face as he fell down. I actually pitied him…Jet lashed out too hard, I thought…

Jet stormed back into the van, but I walked over to Chris.

“You okay?” I asked. “Sorry about that…Jet’s protective”
“Where are your Pokemon?” Chris asked me, innocence in his eyes. I looked at him. Jet, however, shouted my name from his seat. Wanted me back, I guess.

“Long story,” I said. “But you’ll hear it one day”

I dashed into the van, and as I thought about it, maybe this new life of mine meant I’d act like this all the time. The sheer thought of not being a rocket made me smile, and the thought of meeting new people and new Pokemon just filled my heart with joy!

“Listen” Jet began, staring into my eyes. “Mightyena is pretty hurt…please be more careful with him…especially when you leave me”

“Ok. I will,” I said emptily. “Sorry”
“Don’t worry about it” Jet said, starting the van back up. “We have a mission, and a ‘death’ to plan out”

I smiled as we drove through Saffron. Chris lay there, seemingly confused about all of this. Oh well. Boys will be boys…

*

Krystal

I LOVE my new Ampharos! Flaaffy didn’t stay Flaaffy long…but my new Electric Dragon is SO CUTE! He’s strong, but powerful, and being a dragon meant I could have him with me on Dragon Rock! Kimi was really jealous!!

“Chris should be here today,” I said at the breakfast table. “I can’t believe he’s taken so long!”

“Leave him be” Kimi said, munching her toast. “I’m sure he’s caught in some harebrained scheme or sorts…”

“That must be it…” I said sarcastically. Kimi glowered at me from her seat. Brock ate silently, not wanting to disrupt our friendly argument.

“Krystal, you might be interested to hear that there’s a Dragon Trainer in Fliscoula City” Brock said. “He should be returning from the Miami Islands shortly, actually. He’s training over on Paragon Island in the league, and returning to his unofficial Gym Post”

I dropped my cutlery.

“A dragon tamer? You mean he’s competing for Dragon Rock?” I asked, keen on this new competitor.
“That’s right” Brock said. “An unofficial Gym is a great way to get recognised”

“Yea…” I began. “Do you know anything else about him?”
“Nope” Brock said. “He left a few months ago, though, to train in the Miami League”
“But he’s back?” I asked.

“Not yet, but probably very soon” Brock said. “Thomas Chambers I believe”

Thomas Chambers? And he was in the Miami League? Hmm…. if he won…more recognition for him, and if he had a training ground…well, Lance was practically queuing to get a shot at him!

“I’m going to train,” I snapped. “See you later”

*

“Keep at it!” I shouted. Ampharos and Charizard had their little tug-of-war together, and Marill and myself watched keenly. Espeon sat with us; it was good to spend time with her after all this time. Steelix was asleep and Kingdra sat by the pond. We were in Celadon outside Mrs Kirby’s house: an elderly, rather paranoid lady who had a pond infront of her house. She had a lovely bridge across leading to her Japanese Garden, but her Meditite never battled. Neither did her Natu.

Ampharos used his strength attack to yank the rope, causing Charizard to collapse. I gasped, not expecting that! I ran over to Ampharos and hugged him tightly. I’m sure we could have won that electric tournament if he was like this…

“This is great, guys!” I said. A ginger haired boy walked over, about 16. He had a red t-shirt on and tight jeans.

“What are you doing, training for a circus?” He asked, laughing at his own joke. Charizard tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned, my dragon blasted two nostrils of smoke into the boys face.

He coughed a few times, but drew a Pokeball.

“Let’s have a 3-3” He said. “I choose you, Zangoose!”
The Premium ball opened and formed into a strange weasel Pokemon. Rather stocky, it was white, with a red gash across its stomach. It had large claws and pointed ears. Its eyes burned with a purple glaze.

“Weird” I muttered. “Steelix, take this guy on, would you?”

Steelix woke, slinking onto the arena and facing the much smaller Pokemon. This would be a cinch, and I think the kid knew this as well. Zangoose flexed his muscles and got in a stance: Steelix flexed his neck joint and stared down.

“Headbutt!” I shouted. Zangoose got down on all fours and ran, just before Steelix’ head smashed into the ground. Zangoose, sensing more movement from the sinewy beast, leapt again as Steelix swung his tail around.

“Now! Use … erm…” The kid began. He was clueless; most physical blows would just benefit me more than him! I was so happy at this guy’s lack of skill. Steelix forced his head down rapidly, smashing into Zangoose and knocking him back.

“Zan-goose!” Zangoose spat. It actually sounded like ‘couscous’, that rice stuff…you know…it’s yellowy…never mind. What did I do to deserve an audience with such dry taste in rice?

“Zangoose! Work on your Karate Chop!” The kid shouted.
“Iron tail, now!” I said, although Steelix would OBVIOUSLY do the attack now. The final segment of my Steelix shimmered a lovely metallic, later being forced into Zangoose’s ribs.

“Great job, Zangoose” The kid muttered.
“What do you mean? We broke two of his ribs!” I said happily. The boy stared at me – he was about two years older, but tears streamed down his face in sorrow.

“ZANGOOSE!” He bawled. Recalling the battered ‘thing’, He ran off into the distance. Confused, I did little else but stare impassively at the idiot. I turned to Steelix, who was also pretty shocked.

“You did really well,” I told him. “I think I’ll take you off Kimi”
Steelix grinned at me through his hinge-jaw, but I just chuckled, despite the fact it was very intimidating to watch.

I had second thoughts about Kingdra. It was my only OFFICIAL Dragon, but Dragon Rock allowed all my others. I could take Marill, Charizard, Ampharos, Kingdra and Steelix, with space for another final Pokemon. Yea, I suppose that would work.

“Come on guys, keep at it!” I cried, clapping my hands. Ampharos and Charizard started a wrestling match, Steelix lifted large rocks with his tail, and Kingdra practised spins and flips from out the water. Dragon Rock, here I come!

*

Tony

We sped on towards the town that we presumed was Cerulean. Misty smashed into many Kakuna, but she seemed to be filled right up to rage. I was intimidated nonetheless, but our main concern was Dave – he could strike any moment.

“Dave hasn’t come yet” I began. Misty breathed in thick spurts as she pushed her foot down on the pedal even more. She didn’t answer. “How are you, Wartortle?”

Sitting on the middle seat, Wartortle looked up from his Game Boy and smiled.
“Where did you get that?” I asked him. He just smiled, showing two pointed teeth. Dave must own it…

I suddenly heard a large thud above us. The roof was now dented as the lime green saloon car screeched to a halt. Misty stared at me, and I returned her icy gaze back with a confused one of my own.

“What…what was that?” Misty asked me. I shook my head.
“I…don’t know” I began. “Should we…get out?”

While I talked, Misty rudely got out the car, before screaming loudly. The scream pierced my head, making it split rationally. I felt dizzy just hearing her.

“TONY! QUICK! OH MY GOD!” Misty shrieked. I got out the car to see what was up, and looked at the roof. I stared in disbelief at what was before me…

Anne-Marie’s corpse lay on the roof, her clothes ripped, hair pulled out in some places, and her pale clammy face just finished the look. Her eyes were closed, but maroon/brown patches of dry blood littered her legs and face.

I screamed. As loud as I could. I didn’t care if anyone or nobody heard me. I just felt like shrivelling up and dying right now…my mind was scarred with outcomes of what could have happened to the poor ditz.

I then looked up, and saw Dave on his Skarmory. They had dropped it on us. The bastard. My lip trembled before I blurted out:

“GET DOWN HERE NOW, YOU FILTHY, DIRTY MINDED BASTARD! YOU’RE A COWARD! A PURE COWARD!”

Dave stared at me. He was about 5 feet in the air, but he wafted down slowly. Skarmory landed on the roof, nibbling and picking at Anne’s body, while Dave got Misty in an arm lock.

“Say it again” He growled. Misty looked scared; a part of her silence seemed to cry out ‘ help me! ’, soft as it may be.

“Don’t drag her into this” I spat. Misty looked rather flustered after being referred to as ‘her’, but Dave just stared at me. His jet-black hair…his light stubble showing from now shaving…his Rockport shoes…He was rough.

“Ok then” Dave snapped. He shoved Misty, causing her to fall onto her knees in the grass. “Skarmory! Drill peck!”

Skarmory flew down at me, cawing its name. Car door still open, I leapt inside the drivers seat. The metallic bird whooshed past the car, eyeing me ferociously. I sat there, Wartortle still on his Game Boy.

“Scared?” He sneered, his teeth yellow with not brushing! He should use Aquafresh ice white – the tiny microcrystals inside actually reduce the amount of plaque and bacteria on your teeth, and make YOU feel … whoops…the old ‘toothpaste’ days. Erm…anyway…

“You wish,” I snapped. I kicked the door open, smacking Dave in the face. He tumbled back and fell onto the grass. On my signal, Wartortle leapt out the back seat and joined my side. Skarmory had gone back to feasting on Anne’s corpse. The savage, inhuman beast! It took after Dave, the way it glared ferociously, and the way its movements were so quick and unpredictable…

“Wartortle, water gun NOW” I commanded. My voice was harsh and cruel, like the lashing of a whip. Dave seemed to show no fear towards me…there was no signs of anything except anger, and resent. I gulped. This was the right thing to do, I knew it.

Dave threw something at me. I felt it smack me in the chin, and as it ricocheted off, I instantly recognised it as a Pokeball. It opened up, released white energy and slowly took the form of a bigger, badder, Pokemon than my Wartortle. It had a big, thick body with two large cannons coming from its large shell. It’s fleshy, but rough skin had blunt claws, but powerful fists, and although its tail was short, stumpy even, and nothing like the glamorous one Wartortle had, it was clear this Pokemon, about 5”7 (although the regular was about 5”3) feet tall, Blastoise looked at me coldly.

*

Chris

WHAT a day! Right, so I was heading to the east gate, and was gonna use that bomb Al gave me. So I go there, and the guys out cold. On the floor. Asleep. I walked past him and arrived back in Saffron, which was full of police. There, I saw Megan and Jet again (eeeep), who battled me. Seviper whupped Mightyena totally, but then Jet smacked me in the face, and now I have this large egg-like lump on my eyebrow. I also have cracked, red blood drying on my nose.

And to top it all off, the Gym Leader’s gone. Left her post. I heard she hasn’t been seen for a few days now, which is sort of weird. I really wanted to check out Saffron Gym…

A large, bulky man then approached me. He was a karate man. Cool. He had a red belt on, and if I remember karate (which I don’t,) then red ISN’T the best. Phew! He wandered over to me and got out a Pokeball.

“I want a battle,” He said thickly. I stared at him, confused.
“Ok then...1-1?”

“That will do” He began. However, as he got out a Pokeball, he looked at me. He sighed. Something seemed wrong…

“I am sorry,” He continued. “A battle…it is not my order”
“Right” I said. “What is, then? Did someone send you?”
“I was sent…because…” The man began. He held out a newspaper. Holding it close, I read out the front article:

Predict This!
Gym Leader Sabrina Cartel is still missing. Police have been searching the area for a week and a half, two days after she went missing. Officials are suspicious, as the lonely Leaders disappearance occurred the same day as the Saffron City explosion at Silph. Co headquarters. Paul Scott, reporter for the Saffron City Express, had this to say:

‘We remain confident our very special, beloved City Leader is doing Ok, wherever she is. Search parties are spreading out towards Cerulean, and even to Brellaville, but we remain altogether confident she will pull through. Her Alakazam, Slowbro and Mr. Mime were found in their Pokeballs at her flat next door to the Gym, but underlining trainers at the Gym claim she has an Abra with her’

Remember, The Saffron City Express will be here first with any information regarding Sabrina.

“I never realised it was so important” I mumbled.
“It is very, VERY important to us,” The man said. “Sabrina has been a very tough Gym Leader to defeat”

“So, you want me to help you?” I asked. The man nodded.
“I can’t” I began. “The police are searching for her; she’ll turn up”
The man nodded. I got back on my scooter and purred through the city. It was 3:00: I hope I could get to the next town/city by nightfall. I actually had missed Krystal all this time, you know…

*

Megan

“I SAID TELL US!” Jet snapped. Sabrina cowered. “We can come back in an hour, when you’re even weaker…”

“Please!” Sabrina screamed. “You’ve left me up here for way too long”
“No, we haven’t!” Jet purred. “We have business with you…and so help us, we’ll do ANYTHING to get this information”

We were atop Saffron Radio Tower. The wind whipped my face violently. Sabrina was tied to a large metal rod sticking out the ground. Luckily, the stairwell was high and came out the top of the building, and Sabrina was tied behind that. Nobody could see her.

“All we need is the key to the Gym” Jet said soothingly. “And once that’s sorted, YOU are no longer needed. Get it?”

“Where will I go?” Sabrina sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
“No need for concern” I said gently. “We’re just taking you to the Hoenn region, and you can start a new life there”

“I DON’T WANT TO!” Sabrina screamed. “PLEASE! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
“You heard her,” Jet said. “Come on, everyone”
I felt so sorry for Sabrina; I knew what it was like to be mentally unstable. We turned and walked towards the door leading down to the ground level. You see, this set of steps led to the executive room, but the door was actually hidden. It was a mirror, and when pushed, it clicked and moved to the side, allowing us to get up the now visible staircase.

“Lock up” Jet snarled, throwing me the key. I caught it. On the other side of the door was a lock, so if anybody DID find this place, they couldn’t get through the solid metal door. The three walked off, and I watched.

“Don’t worry,” I told Sabrina. “Everything will be fine”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” She bawled. “I’VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!”
“Shhh, shh!” I hissed. “Everything is gonna be fine, we’re taking you to a nice Island, Dewford I believe, and you can start a new life there”

“I DON’T WANT A NEW LIFE!” Sabrina screamed, pale with flustered hair. “I LIKE MY OLD LIFE!”
“So do I” I began. “But I’m starting fresh”

“Why?” She asked, in a more gentle approach.
“I can’t get out of Team Rocket any other way” I sighed. “I have to fake my own death. Well, eat all that up, and I’ll see you tomorrow”

I couldn’t believe how kind I was, even though I locked her atop a huge building and whatnot. I gave Sabrina her food package, which was a large picnic hamper full of sandwiches and crisps and drinks to keep her going overnight.

“Thanks” Sabrina said gently. I smiled, and walked off. I flinched as the metal door CLANKED shut. Poor girl. This whole ordeal seemed so much worse…I can’t believe I’d done such awful things before my demotion. Then again, James had forced much worse and harder orders for us to do since he took over late last year. I wandered down the stone steps and caught up with Jet as we walked off.

“How are you?” He asked kindly.
“I feel pretty bad” I began. “My head is throbbing…but it doesn’t hurt as much knowing there are people worse off out there”

Jet stared at me.

“Not long, anyway” He began. “We’ll start the takeover tomorrow”
“What about the Gym? We can’t get in!” I said.
“We’re breaking the door down with Foretress, and Magmar can help” Jet told me, showing the orange Pokeball to me. “Holmes said we’re each getting a Promo if we do this well”

“Great” I said happily.
“But I want you to keep Mightyena” Jet said sternly. “You’ll have 2, and I’ll have 3, including Magmar”

I nodded. This wasn’t so bad. Not long now…not long until I left this awful place and went to a new a beautiful land. I heard we were going to somewhere called Hoenn, and I knew Sabrina was getting dropped off at Dewford…where would I go, I wonder?

The Indigo Road
Chapter 25 - Johto League, Grass Field
By Shinymarill

Molly

My last match had gone pretty well. Pidgeot was a real star! He’d spent two days healing, and would need to rest for two more. In my match today, I would probably use Quilava, Misdreavus and maybe Vileplume or Politoad. That’s the rest of my team anyway, but you get my drift…

This match was on the grass field. I actually had a Feebas that was at home: She was very strong power wise, but she was only useable in water, and I usually got made fun of when I used her. Mum was using different flavoured berries to hopefully help stop Feebas’ scales from flaking off. Once her beauty level (basically texture, colour, etc) was all up to standards, she’d have to confidence to evolve. She was a total wuss, though. I had her on my journey, but she lost in the Catcalina Gym to Randy’s Poliwag, so I lost faith in her. My bad! Mum also had a Bayleef that I’d used once…she was very cute! I battled with her against Camilla and her Illumise on Debonarin Island. She was this snob that used snooty Pokemon…and her badge was a golden biro.

I took my Pokeballs and walked through the arches onto the arena. The crowd roared! They were very happy to see me here, and I was more than happy being here! My last victory had really boosted my popularity at Mount Silver, and if I played the cards right and won this one, I would be loved even more!

“TODAYS MATCH ON THE GRASS FIELD WILL BE PLAYED WITH LAUREN CAMERON OF LAVENDER TOWN, AND MOLLY HAMILTON OF TALON ISLAND! THIS MATCH IS A TIMED MATCH , LASTING NO LONGER THAN THIRTY MINUTES! IT MAY SOUND LONG, BUT TIME GOES TWICE AS FAST IN A POKEMON BATTLE!” The announcer screamed.

The woman I was facing had beautiful golden brown hair. It reached down to her hips, and she had wonderful creamy brown eyes. Her posture was delicate but firm, wearing a black leather jacket and a short silk skirt. She wore glasses, but they were very thin, oval sensible ones. The jacket was on top a white t-shirt.

“Hello there” She said politely. “My name is Lauren”
“It’s an honour,” I said. “I am Molly”

“Well then, Molly, shall we begin?” Lauren asked. She then turned to see the referee shaking his head. “Oh! Of course. The referee tells us when to start. Do excuse me”

I smiled. What a nice lady!

The referee blew his whistle, and the match began! The commentator was right now talking about our past victories, but I felt as if I had swimmers ear from all the noise. Lauren got out a gorgeous ball and hurled it forward.

“Go!”

The ball opened, and I was very curious to see what emerged. The light spilled out and took the form of…of…some sort of dancer or something. It was confusing. It was white, with thin green legs. Its arms were also very, very thin, but white.

“Kirlia!” Lauren shouted. Kirlia? I asked myself WHAT type this thing might be, it was very unusual. Maybe normal? Either way, I drew my ball and threw it out. Quilava was the Pokemon for the job.

“Quilava, Let’s do this!” I shouted. Quilava ran out and landed bluntly. He faced Kirlia, trying to decipher something . What he tried to find out about the Pokemon was a mystery to me. “Come on! Let’s try your flame wheel, get them!”

Quilava nodded. He leapt into the air, rolled into a ball and shot his flames up. They then started to surround his now spinning body, as the wheel cloaked in flames rolled forward at Kirlia. Lauren, however, was one step ahead.

“What a lovely attack, Molly” She told me. “I do LOVE Quilava, but I’m afraid Kirlia here has the upper hand. LOW KICK!”

I gasped. A fighting type? Kirlia sprung up into the air, its thin legs looking very fragile and delicate. Either way, it performed a 360 spin in the air, before flying back down and jousting Quilava with a leg. Quilava stopped rolling and hissed, flaring his front and back flames more and more. Kirlia then landed, and held her hands infront of her, and started to create a marble-sized ball. Seconds later, the ball grew after sapping energy from anything near. Quilava, meanwhile, ran back to my side of the arena, and by the looks of things he was rather spooked by this incredible shadow ball.

“Kirlia, release it!” Lauren shouted. She looked at me. “I take it you’ve never seen Kirlia before?”
“Never” I breathed. “Quilava, use an agility to evade that attack! Then…then try a quick attack to strike that thing!”

Kirlia held the orb above her head like it were some sort of bomb. She leapt up into the air and hurled it down at Quilava. Quilava, though, was ready and prepared. He ran forward, a silver streak of energy shooting behind, allowing him to evade the devastating shadow ball. He then turned, before shooting forward again and knocking into Kirlia.

“Very good!” Lauren said. “You really have raised Quilava to be as fast as it can be, haven’t you? Either way, we didn’t come here to lose! Kirlia, psychic!”

I gasped…was Kirlia a psychic type? They were very strong, and I KNEW Misdreavus could take it down. However, Quilava was out, and as part of my team of three for this match, I had to ensure I got the most out of him.

I watched as Quilava was wrapped with a deep violet glow. Within seconds, he was levitated into the air my Kirlia, who could then move my Pokemon around like a puppet. I gasped. This wasn’t fair! Quilava had no way of escaping…unless we could blind the opposition…

“Don’t worry! Stay calm!” I cried, assuring Quilava. “Just breathe in through the mouth, out through the nose, and try releasing a smokescreen!”

Quilava followed my breathing instructions, but Kirlia sensed some sort of strategy. She flailed her arms from left to right, sending Quilava (who was currently two metres in mid-air) shooting from left to right as she did so. I bit my lip. This looked bad…only slightly…

“Come on! Try an endure and break out of it!” I cried. “Quilava, please!”
He struggled and struggled, but the fact was that Kirlia could keep this up just too long. I watched in despair. Thinking to myself, I figured the only way to get Quilava out was for Kirlia to release the attack.

“Now, Kirlia!” Lauren cried. “Release the psychic, and follow up with a rapid spin!”
Kirlia hissed, releasing the psychic aura from around Quilava. He smashed against the ground, roaring in pain. I cried out to him.

“NO!!!”

I hated acting like I was already an experienced veteran trainer. I was 12! I got out Quilava’s Pokeball and shot it at him. The beam wrapped around him and pulled him inside. I sighed deeply. Quilava had been really very hurt, but I was glad he wouldn’t get any worse. I plucked Misdreavus’ Pokeball and prepared to send her out.

“I AM sorry” Lauren said. “I didn’t mean to hurt your Quilava so badly”
“But you would have done, wouldn’t you?” I spat, my attitude rather vicious. “If I hadn’t RECALLED my poor Pokemon, you would have unleashed even more psychic attacks!”

Lauren looked rather scared of me. I shot an angry glare at her. “I may be 12, but that doesn’t mean you can treat me like a little kid. This is the Johto league. BOTH of us: YOU, and ME gave it our best shot to get to the eight different gyms. YOU, and ME, both battled with our Pokemon, side by side, HOPING we could taste success through it all. And here you are…trying to leave her with a winning trophy. Don’t make me laugh!!!”

“Misdreavus, GO!!!” I yelled. I hurled the ball out, and it took the shape of Misdreavus. She screeched happily, but her eyes soon focused on Kirlia. Now was the time. Be ruthless, Molly. Be fearless: do it for Quilava.

“THUNDERBOLT! ATTACK!” I spat. Misdreavus watched me, tears forming in her eyes. She burst into tears, floating in circles and screeching her name. Oh well. I didn’t realise Misdreavus was so emotional! “Please…calm down…please?”

“Ok, Kirlia, we managed to take Quilava down. Misdreavus may be tough. Wait for her to attack, and then we can counter strike it”

Good plan. I watched her. Misdreavus had started to calm down…I was thankful, and started to order the next attack. I thought to myself: we needed a ghost attack that would really show that Kirlia…and Shadow ball was probably the best. But Kirlia knew that, too, so we could get a taste of our own medicine…

“Shadow ball! Attack!” I said. “Concentrate on drawing energy, and focus it infront of you! Once it forms, it should take the shape of a little ball…that will grow, and grow, and grow until it gets to the size of your head. Then release it!”

Misdreavus sent the attack flying through the air. Kirlia, however, tried a ballet jump into the air to evade it. Her legs, however, were rooted to the ground.

“Kirlia?” Lauren asked. “Why can’t you move? KIRLIA!!!”
I then looked at my Misdreavus. Her eyes glowed a dim blue, and it seemed as if she was using a psychic attack to keep Kirlia down…yay! The shadow ball smacked into Kirlia: she flailed her arms painfully, and screeched her name as the shadows plunged into her body.

“KIRLIA HAS BEEN HIT BY A SHADOW BALL!” The announcer cried. “IT SEEMS SHE IS UNABLE TO BATTLE ANY LONGER!”

Kirlia seemed rather dehydrated. She lay on the ground, holding her chest and breathing in thick, heavy spurts. Lauren watched her, tears forming in her eyes, as her friend lay untouched.

“Return” She wept. “Sorry to have put you through this”
Lauren drew the next ball, which was also a Gorgeous ball. “That Misdreavus is from Mount Silver trek, isn’t it?”

Before I could answer, Lauren went on.

“I know from personal experience how strong those can be, and as petty as it may sound, beating you will be a lot harder than I first predicted. However, I have a Pokemon that can do well against your stupid GHOSTS. Murkrow, GO!”

Her ball opened and revealed a black crow. It had a bright yellow beak, and some sort of hat-shaped feather array on its head. It looked very sinister, and very cute! He did a little square dance to the crowd, winning them over.

“Misdreavus, I know you can beat this mangy old crow! Focus…focus energy into your beads, and TACKLE!”

Misdreavus charged forward and smashed into Murkrow, who was still dancing. Murkrow flapped back, rather flustered by this sudden outburst from my banshee. Misdreavus then launched her tongue forward, which wrapped around Murkrow and bound him tight. Lauren, watching this all and seemingly confused, awaited the time to be ripe enough for an order.

“Don’t worry yourself, stay calm,” Lauren said stiffly. “Just focus on the cold winds of the north…feel them whisk you away from the entanglement of Misdreavus and let them flow…let them flow from your body as an icy wind…”

Lauren seemed very focused. Murkrow’s eyes were glazed with an almighty blue wind…it flowed across his body and through Misdreavus’ tongue, causing her to recall it in shock. Murkrow then spread his wings gallantly, as a misty veil of fog swirled around the arena. My Misdreavus panicked; she floated in circles, trying to find the opposition, but the fact was, this dusty cloud had completely separated me from the rest of the stadium.

“Hello?” I asked, waiting for an answer. It seemed distant…what was happening to me?

*

Al

I have been in Lavender town for a couple of days now. Tyrogue had evolved into a Hitmonlee after we left Saffron, but my main idea was keeping low. I didn’t want to be seen again after Sandra had…well…tortured me. I was honestly this close to shooting the cow, but I couldn’t. I just wasn’t cold hearted enough to be a rocket. I had let Sandra go, telling her to leave me be, and I wouldn’t shoot. She agreed, before turning the gun on me…her Sableye then led me away from the building and towards a warehouse.

“[I] Re-recruit [I]” I remember Sandra spitting. “NOW!”
Sableye concentrated the psywaves deeper into my body. I screamed, roared, flailed around, but all my attempts were hopeless.

“ N…NEVER! ” I screamed. “ I’d be a fool to say YES”

It was so painful…my left arm still throbbed with pain. The muscles were pulled and really hurt. It was a sorta sharp shooting pain down the whole bone. Sandra was so strong, so strong it hurt ME.

Wandering through town, Hitmonlee by my side, we stopped by a drinks vender. Giving him the £1 coin, Hitmonlee and myself walked off with a can of cola each. I had to admit, it tasted rather flat, as if it had been under the sun for an hour, but I didn’t care.

We then approached a girl of about 14. She was dressed with drapes and robes, with a billowing violet cape. WHAT was with these capes? They’re not very practical, and you can get snagged very easily. I wandered over to the girl, rather keen on what she had to say.

“Why hello” She said (rather seductively, I might add).
“Hey” I said cheerily. “Why are you dressed like that?”

“Ah, you’re a traveller” The girl said. “I am Monica, and I am a ghost adept”
“Ghost Adept?” I asked.
“Yes. I can communicate with the spirits of the afterlife,” Monica said. This was just plain freaky. She had more to say.

“I have tutoring by an adult Adept; she teaches me how to sharpen my skills and become stronger” She said. “She is my Grandmother, and being an Adept is usually a hereditary thing. All my family are Ghost Adepts, male and female”

“This sounds like a pretty big thing” I said, gulping. Monica continued.
“Yes, for there are other clans around the world. The Serpent Clan of The East assemble on Dragon Rock. They believe power is a much more important Ally than any other, and can also consider size a very big attribute towards their strength”

She sounded very mature when she spoke like this. I was impressed.

“However, Adepts and Clans have rivalries. The Ghost Adepts, for example, share a bond with the Psychic and Mind adepts, which are around Croclan Island in the south. Fire and Ground Adepts form a bond, but the Fire Adepts of the world share a symbolic relationship with Tundra Adepts”

This was interesting stuff. She suddenly snapped out of it.
“I am sorry” She began. “This must be very boring to you”
“Not as much as I’d expected,” I said. “Why don’t you tell me more over a McRonalds?”

“I’d love to” Monica said, winking. We linked arms and walked off, Hitmonlee following grouchily. This girl was 14, 15 at the oldest, and I really liked her. First love? You bet. Sandra wouldn’t find me here…she could spend her whole life looking, but never again would I go back…

*

Molly

“Misdreavus, are you alright?” I asked my friend. She screeched her name from wherever she was. “Erm…use a flash!”

The beads around Misdreavus’ neck glowed, before flashing a bright white. This allowed my spirited banshee to see about a foot or so infront of her, but we couldn’t see Lauren OR Murkrow.

“K-k-kraw!!”

Out of nowhere, Murkrow sliced through the air and attacked Misdreavus. He pecked her hard with his bright beak, digging his talons into Misdreavus’ head. She wailed and screamed as loud as she could, which started to become unbearable.

“Thunderwave!” I cried.

Misdreavus blasted a volt of electricity through her body, which passed through Murkrow and shocked him badly. He screeched and cawed in pain, before flapping up into the air, trying desperately to get away from the attack. Sparks crackled across his body, though, and he soon collapsed onto the ground before us.

“Kraw…” Murkrow gasped. Lauren still couldn’t see, but I presumed Murkrow could cease the cloud of fog when he wanted to. Sure enough, the whisps of fog started to spiral away in the wind gently.

“Murkrow, what happened?” Lauren asked. Murkrow opened a beady eye, but closed it. He was hurt badly. Lauren got out her Ball for Murkrow and shot the beam toward his body. He was picked up and delivered back into the sphere, now safe from the carnage. “You did very well, you really did”

Lauren put the ball away, before turning to me. “You’ve taken down two of my Pokemon already, and I just pray this last one can be the hammer to knock Misdreavus into place. It’s VERY strong, but I am, too. I’ve been training since I was your age, and I’d hope that this last member of my team, my strongest, I might add, can show you to act your age”

What was she getting at? This was rather confusing, I had to admit.

“I choose you, Dustox!”

The ball opened. Light poured out of it and formed into a rather ugly moth. It fluttered its wings and grimaced rather sickly, clicking its tongue and making an eerie screech.

“Misdreavus, Can you take this down?” I asked her.
“Mis! MisDREEEEEEEEEE!” She cried. I took that as yes.
“Great! Power up a thunderbolt and show that bug what you can do!” I replied.

Misdreavus nodded. Her eyes flickered a yellow colour, as did her beads around her neck, and within seconds she fired a jagged streak of electricity forward. Dustox flapped back, but still got shocked! I watched in anticipation as Dustox cowered beneath the mighty attack.

“Oh my!” Lauren exclaimed. “Try to get up!”
Dustox’s wings seemed damaged. He couldn’t get up: sparks crackled all over his body, and he seemed in a lot of pain.

“Dustox! Night shade!” Lauren shouted. I’d seen this attack a lot before.
“That isn’t exactly an ‘advanced’ attack!” I smirked. “Go on, attack as much as you want!”

“Very well” Lauren snapped. “FULL POWER!”

The stationary Dustox glowed purple. From its eyes, it managed to project a hazy purple beam at Misdreavus, but it looked much stronger than one I’d seen before. The beam than sparkled with little silver stars: it shot into Misdreavus and drove her back across the arena. Eyes screwed shut, she endured the pain that she had just been given. Poor thing.

“Misdreavus, do you want to rest?” I asked her. She sniffed, nodded, and floated towards me. I fired the Pokeball beam forward and recalled Misdreavus. She had done extremely well; I was very proud of her and always would be, but now the torch was passed onto someone else.

“You’re up, Vileplume!” I cried, throwing the ball out. Watching, I saw the ball release a soft white light, which then took the structure and form of – WHAT? This wasn’t Vileplume! The creature was on all fours; with an array of leaves around her neck…it was Bayleef! Oh man. I hadn’t traded her back…Mum agreed to teach Vileplume some defensive attacks while I trained Bayleef…that was ages ago, up on Mount Silver’s pass. I needed to trade her back, but for the meantime…

“Bayleef!” I said. “Great to see you girl!”
“Bay-bay!” She cried back, a cheeky grin on her face. Aww…what a cute Pokemon!
“Go and use a stun spore!”

Bayleef charged forward (rather enthusiastically) and swung her leaf around, wafting a gentle yellow powder through the air. The same powder slowly floated from the leaves around her neck, too. Dustox crawled back, rather scared in this situation of being unable to fly. The powder wafted around him, but he seemed to be holding his breath.

“Keep it up, honey” Lauren said sadly. Turning to me, she cleared her throat. “So, paralysing AND stunning Dustox? That’s low ”

“It is not,” I snapped. I flashed back about half a year to when Chris was in the Miami League. A savage Crobat physically drained his Electabuzz from energy and electricity. Chris was in an awful state, but Electabuzz had managed to pull through. “I’ve seen much worse. Bayleef! Go in for a body slam!”

However, as my argument with Lauren closed, Bayleef was sitting down. Eyes closed, she turned away from me in disgust. What did I do? Bayleef was angry with me or something…

“What’s up?” I asked her. Bayleef sighed. She was such an attention seeker! Angered, I thought about completely sucking up to her. “Oh…would you please use that amazing body slam? I know you perform it really well…”

Seemingly satisfied, Bayleef looked on at the crippled moth. It looked as if very second it lived was agony. Maybe I should ensure it was recalled.

On my command, Bayleef raced forward and launched herself into the air. She yelled her name happily as she crushed Dustox. It may be powerful, but it was seemingly puny, so it had no chance! Bayleef lay there, smiling at the crowd that cheered her on. Lauren, however, held out the Pokeball.

“RETURN!”

Now with her Dustox out from under Bayleef, Lauren burst into tears. The crowd cheered further, and a cameraman even ran forward to interview Lauren, a snooty reporter alongside. I watched keenly, as Lauren kicked the cameraman in the teeth and ran off.

“AND MOLLY HAS WON!” The announcer cried. Stating the obvious didn’t matter, as long as it was good news to state! The lady reporter ran over.

“Molly Hamilton, you have won your second match in the Johto League!” She said. She had flaring maroon hair, in a vibrant perm. She wore a distinct creamy yellow button shirt, unbuttoned I might add, over a bright pink t-shirt. “How do YOU feel?”

I watched, as the cameraman zoomed in on me.

“On top of the world” I declared. “NOTHING can bring me down”

[Jukain]

Golly. That was a lot, but it was great. Wow, Hoenn is actually mentioned, but I'm sure it's not important. I still wait with much anticipation on what will happen when Chris and Krystal get back together.

[Oakbark]

Wow. That was a total overload. 2 Chapters?????
Do you want to kill me?????

Okay. Molly. That was cool.

Al. ''Love is in the air''....(sings the song merrily, clutching the hands of some random pokemon from the undergrowth)

Megan. I love her when she's nice.......;o

Krystal. Cool. A battle with Thomas on the cards perhaps??

Chris. He totally rocks, but maybe thats because he uses Aquafresh.......

Dave. Sick freak!!!!! Poor Anne-Marie......

Tony. He's such a girly-boy!! Sorry if that offends you but he is!

Misty. I like a tough girl.


That's about it, but Id like to know why Marill is allowed on Dragon Rock??????

[Dragonfree]

Whew... that was LONG. But well worth the time it took. What a sore loser, that Lauren. And going ON AND ON about how "strong" Dustox is... she's weird.
So Al is in love with Monica... he's got a different taste than I have, at least, she annoys me...
Hey! What was that! Ampharos beating Charizard??? What an insult...

Hmmm... if Sabrina has an Abra with her... she might be able to Teleport away...

[Hanada Tattsu]

Great chapters!

Wow, Molly is doing very well, and Megan seems to be much nicer than she was, it seems that Chris is starting to realize this.

I loved them, write more!

BTW, I'm glad you had a nice time in Barcelona.

[pokemonrule13]

I read your first chapter and your last chapter and it was really good. I really liked chapter 25! Good battles the Kirila and quilava battle was great. You are very descriptive and it took me a while to read and thats a good thing!

[Andrew]

Sorry Shiny, I wasn't trying to be bitchy, it was just a pivotal point in your story and your characters seemed to implode. I wasn't expecting their coping mechanisms would be "go and battle" and "Go shopping" But perhaps some quiet reflection.. I dunno... But once again sorry if you got the wrong idea.

[Chris 2.1]

Jukain: Well, you'd be surprised how Hoenn fits into this actually. But it isn't something i'd go ahead with in the sense of a fic there. It's been done!

Oakbark:
-Molly did exceptionally well, here's an extract from 'Chapter 32 - *****-slaps on the battlefield'
“Bitchslap darling!” Gregory shouted. Poliwhirl attempted a ‘whatever’ sign with her large, masculine paws, but it didn’t seem to work. She raced forward and slapped Politoad hard. Politoad, however, leapt into the air and managed to survive the onslaught.

--

“Get back!” I said, as Politoad leapt back.
“ATTRACT! Show them what we’re made of!” Gregory said in a girly squeal.
“They’re both female, it won’t work!” I said back.
“Oh, but my Poliwhirl’s a lesbian” Gregory said, winking. Oh god.

the two dashes mean they're not one part; this is two parts of the battle, with text inbetween these extracts.

-Al does indeed seem to have found love...could it mean Monica has a big part to play? Maybe it does...

-Megan's a great character, *sniff*. She's just great...

-Krystal hasn't had a battle AS OF YET, but I will probably be trying one, it would be pretty cool. You'll see why things may not go to plan in Chapter 30/33

Chris does use it! I DO! It's really minty, like eating a bowl of mints and drinking mint sauce all in one :-o

-Dave's character has been built but...but...Blastoise? Uh-oh. What wil Tony do, I ask? WHAT WILL HE DO?

-Do you mean camp? I hope not....he's cool!

Tony: Darn right i'm cool!

-Misty being rough n tough all adds to the end really. She does something drastic...i'll say n'more...hehe...


Dragonfree: Yea, Dustox was parp, wasn't he? I loved writing that Chapter, it reminded me of writing the Miami League...*sniff*. Oh well! Ampharos used STRENGTH to overpower Charizard, he learnt it automatically when lifting Flygon! Sabrina may not have Abra with her though...hmm...

Hanada: Thanks! Yea, Megan is shedding her Rocket lifestyle, thank goodness! I hope you enjoy her last Chapter...Molly's doing great, isn't she? Lets hope she can beat Gregory in Chapter 32...

Pokemonrule13: Aww thanks! That's great to hear, I hope you read the Chapter that will be up on Monday! It's entitled 'Lets run away', and will feature Al, Chris...erm...lol...I forget. If i remember correctly, Chris goes for a rather great shopping spree in Brellaville!

Oz: No sweat. You're right in what you say, but it's alright! Come on msn more ;_;'

[Dragonfree]

Oh, Dragon dance increases Attack and Speed. I meant to mention that in my last post, but I forgot.

[Chris 2.1]

Dragonfree: Ok, thanks! That will help next time >__<''

Oh, and Oakbark: Marill wont be allowed to compete on Dragon Rock, she'll either just be a mascot or go and train with Kimi i expect.

Subame: Glad you're touching up....'you know what', and i hope you'll be here in the future!

[Jon UKX]

Well, these two chapters were both excellent but I wonder if Molly's winning streak willl last and if Krystal will be able to win the competion on Dragon's rock.
But the chapter Bitchslap on the battlefield sounds funny especially with the lesbian Poliwhirl using attract.

[Powarun]

Good chapters, I am out with the flu for two days, so I had to read, sleep read sleep watch tv, sleep. SO I may have missed some important stuff. ANy way Molly is a really good trainer, and the only thing I dislike about her is her name. Chris, OMG I can not believe Jet's reaction for his beaten Mighteyna. Seams like Megan is going to the light side before she dies like Lukes dad. Doesn't Sabrina have ESP that can help her? OH well. About my last post, you know the gold pokeball with the silver letters.

[War Raichu]

Hey peoples! Had a bit of catch-up (mmm....catsup.... ) to do. Dave, along with his Skarmory, is sadistic. I hope that Chris and Krystal's reunion is joyous.

[Chris 2.1]

Jon UKX: Molly's streak is indeed blazing onward, but does she have what it takes? If Gregory's Poliwhirl's as freaky as it sounds, then it may well be Molly's ticket to the 4th Round! Dragon Rock DOES, as you said, have competitions, but it is a lot like traning ground really, where people train their Dragon Pokemon around the lush landscapes. Lance is the chairman of Dragon Rock, and it is, like The Orginazation, in ranks.

Lance - chairman
Dragon Deciples - 12
Apprentices - 50
Students - 75

Upon enrolling, you are a student, although trainers like Krystal (and Tom) who have had a lot of expirience may be upgraded to an apprentice. Others may START with a dragon Pokemon.

The trainers are split into Houses: Dragonite, Rayquazza, Latias and Latios houses. Each is housed by three deciples. They can train as they wish, and if they do exceedingly well they can be promoted to a higher rank!


Powarun: He does care, doesn't he? He would have ended the match sooner if it were him battling, but i think Megan took it too far! Lukes dad? Pardon et moi? Sabrina's ESP can't work, she can't concentrate because she hasn;t been eating as well as she should, thats why Megan gave her the hamper. You'll see ESP soon...
Oh, and Tom's Pokeball is mega kewl! I designed it maself :-p

Raichu: You're 4 months late! DETENTION! lol j/k! Anyway, nice to see you're back. Anybody wanna guess on what will happen with Tony and Dave? ANYONE? Dave is soo sadistic....*mutter* Chris and Krystal have a nice reunion, but first, Espeon decides to conffront Krystal...

Chris: Hey, any questions for any of us?

Rika: They've kept us in this recording studio for WEEKS!

Tony: Hey...where's Croconaw?

Seviper: Bai Bon't Bo...(i don't know)

[Oakbark]

Gregory's match sounds very interesting to say the least.
BTW, is the Poliwhirl Russian???? lol

You've really made out Dragon Rock well, and i just wondered if you make little sketch maps of Kanto and the Miami Islands for yourself to show the towns and the routeway taken by everyone?

I can't believe Ive grown to love Seviper so much! He is so cool!
- stares angrily at Seviper -
Let Croconaw go, for me?

See you all later!

[Chris 2.1]

Oakbark: I really don't have the privacy to do so: No living person i've met actually knows about this, you know. Not parents, siblings, relatives, friends...I create things in my mind, which can be a lot stronger than any sketch. I think Seviper's great too!

[Powarun]

It just occured to me is Seviper liable in the Dragon Tamers, I may have just spoiled something but I just realized that he was in the dragon egg group. I was making a reference to Star Wars the only part I saw. ICUDK Hmm, I noticed the chapters legth have grown and me thinks that chapter, number 31 will be the longest so long. Well hope Chris goes somewhere in life exept for the death of him.
Kill that guy who tries to kill Tony.

[Ultra_Poke2000]

I'm back! WOOT WOOT!!! SUMMER!!!!! *does wierd little dance that makes ppl laugh*

here are some of my favorite parts since ive been away 4 about a month:

“Mr Haruka!” Another voice called. I sprinted out of the Hotel and down the streets of Saffron as a reported chased me. I turned a corner by the Dojo, and came face to face with a large group of reporters and people.

“Mr Haruka, isn’t it true that you sold your Granbull to Team Rocket?” A woman asked. A man pushed her out the way.
“Joshua Neal, Cerulean Scoop” He said. “How has this whole ordeal affected you? Do you miss your family?”

“Get bent,” I snapped. I kicked him in the shins and ran through the crowd, not stopping until they stopped pursuing me. Couldn’t they just leave me on my own? I wanted it that way…


*


Krystal: I dont know what to think, really. I still love him, and I think he still loves me. He said his job came first...but...oh, i dont know really.
Chris: Date me...I wont leave ya
Krystal: No. I'm going, cya
Chris: WHAT do I have to do to get her to like me?
Kecleon: Force her to marry you, have a shotgun wedding!
Chris: did...did you just talk?
Kecleon: Leon! Leon le!
Chris: Oh...oh well...

*

“What’s wrong?” I asked Kimi. She looked nervous still.
“I know you’ve been a bit troubled recently” She began. “But can we have a battle? A 1-1”

I thought about this. Her Pokemon would probably look good, if she was a breeder, but we’d have to see. I could train Charizard, Steelix and Marill up before we headed off.

“Maybe later” I began. “There’s more to this fanfic than battles”
“Fan…fic?” Kimi questioned. Stupid girl.


*


Shadow: Hey again, long time no see. Granbull's death was striking, wasn't it? I liked writing it.

Chris: He was...a fighter. A non stop plugger. He was very strong physically, he was the bodyguard in my team.

Kecleon: what part am I?

Bulbasaur: you'd be the dickhead

Kecleon: Screw you, weedy! *Unleashes psybeam*

Chris: Hey, stop that! *recalls both*. Like I say, Granbull was a fighter. Remember that.


*


“Duskull! Help us out!” Monica cried. Duskull ran forward and held his spooky paws out, as a nightshade shot out each one. The combined force hit the Snake, but it jabbed Duskull with its pointed arrowhead tail. Duskull didn’t take much damage, but floated behind Jessica. The coward.

*

"Good…good" I mumbled. A small Sentret walked infront of us, but soon became road kill after Misty flattened it beneath her wheels of rage. It was quite scary, being in this car, but I knew I had to get home.

*

“How are you, Wartortle?”

Sitting on the middle seat, Wartortle looked up from his Game Boy and smiled.
“Where did you get that?” I asked him. He just smiled, showing two pointed teeth. Dave must own it…

also, when Granbull was being cremated,

...but a lot were challaners; people who could talk to the spirits.

i believe you ment chanellers. 1 small eror... hehehe...
molly's match with gregory sounds..... friggin' wierd!!! that guy just doesnt seem to be normal...

also, ive got a question 4 Chris: If you could add any pokemon to your team, excluding legendaries or hyper strong ones (Mew, Mewtwo, etc...), which pokemon would you chose?

anyway, keep up the good work SM! cya !

[Chris 2.1]

Hey guys, I'm writing Chapter 34 - Trust, which features a legendary Pokemon! hehe! It;s set on the Bike Path as Chris and Krystal press on for Seafoam Village...

But, if you've checked the fanfic ideas thread you'll see a third FRTC creation i entitled 'From Trainer to Trainee'. All the details are there, and I don't plan to write it, but...i started Chapter one! :-o. I may write a few chappies before I leave, who knows?

Powarun: Chapter 23 is the biggest in TIR, and Chapter 26 (Part 2 of the Unown one) was the biggest in FRTC. Dave MAY die, he MAY not, but I have a very important death in this fanfic....

Ultra P: Hey! Glad you liked those hehe. ARGH I couldnt spell Chanellers....mumble.

Chris: I'd say That, if i could have ANY Pokemon, I'd probably have a Sceptile or a Blaziken, they're amazingly strong. But most my team are one's I've caught because I like them, so I don't mind really.

The Indigo Road
Chapter 26 - Lets run away
By Shiny

Chris

Brellaville is where I am now. It’s a happy, chirpy town, rather empty but still pretty nice. Here I am, scootering through happily on my way to Celadon City. I decided, after winning a few battles and getting some more cash, that I could get some new gear for my journey. There was a shop called ‘System’ at the corner of a street, so I headed there. That sold the stuff I wanted.

You see, I had plenty of Pokemon utensils and Pokeballs and such, plenty of healing items like potions and a lot of full heal gum, paralyse cola and three packets of Poison-Cure mints. I was looking to boost my image; I was going to get my lip pierced.

I pushed the door open, which was very small. The room was…very spacious but badly thrown together. The room had a large cleared space infront of me, with a disabled ramp leading up to a display of various chains and pendants. Racks of t-shirts and hoodies littered the inside perimeter of the store, which was a sort of square shape. To my left, there was a sofa, which went from the entrance of the store right up to a glass counter. It was a hazy green, with a somewhat ‘doughy’ guy of about 21 lying down, eating a baguette. He wore cream cargo trousers, with a batman t-shirt. Sad. He also had fuzzy blonde hair, and black glasses.

I didn’t know weather or not he worked here or not. I could check out the chains, and if he asked me anything about being served, I’d ask about peircing’s. I looked at the glass cabinet, faced almost pressed against it, admiring the thick chains and the proud pendants. I had my eye on a pretty snarky one; a circle, it had three smaller circles cut out, each one about a third of the way around, on the edge of the main circle. It shimmered silver, and had three black dots forming a basic triangle shape in the middle.

I cleared my throat. Time to question ‘Batman’ over there.

“Yo, Batman!” I chipped up. “You work here?”
His hollow laugh soon deteriorated into a grim snort. He cleared his throat (I presumed he had a lot of phlegm build-up down there), and said, “yes” shakily.

“Well, how much are these pendants?” I asked keenly. He set his baguette down on the grubby throw for the couch, and walked up the gentle ramp towards me. He too, admired the pendants and chains, before straightening himself back up.

“I’d say…” He began, mulling it over in his brain, which was full to the brim of ‘Star Wars’ trivia, no doubt. “Erm…”

I watched him. He began to sweat. He then tilted back slightly, toward the counter. “Hey! How much are the chains again?”

A heard a squeak. A RAT! I waited intently, as the squeaking became louder, and a figure appeared from the arch behind the counter. A girl, wearing a red tracksuit, came through, wheelchair bound. She looked pretty punkey, but she forced her hands down the backs of the wheels to move herself up the ramp to meet us.

“What you got your eye on?” She asked, rather keen and much more at rest than Batman, who was just looking at the floor in shame. I pointed to one; it was hard to describe really, but it was a middle-thickness one, which was twist-linked to form together. (Author’s note: If I had a camera I’d show you it!)

“Oh, that’s about £12” She said. BLOODY HELL! That was so expensive! Either way, I cleared my throat.
“I’ll take it,” I said. “Oh, and the pendants?”

“Left-sided ones are £5, right sided ones are £7, middle ones are £10 and up”
I could see why. One I saw first was a magnificent metal triangle, with flames inside in a beautiful blue gem. It was a beauty to look at. My pendant was £5, not bad, so altogether it was £17! Batman walked back to the couch and continued to savour his baguette, while the girl wheeled towards the counter. I took the two items (she unlocked the case) and I followed. I watched, chuckling to myself, as Kecleon, still at the door, was trying to get rid of a punky Smoochum. Its hair was scraggy with brown streaks, and it had make up on its eyelids.

I gave the lady my cash, and she gave me change and the two items. I slipped the pendant onto the chain and clipped it on around my neck. The girl smiled.

“Looks great on you!” She said. I smiled back. She was about 23. Batman stayed silent, eating his baguette in shame as another customer walked off with a bad impression of him. I saw that, sitting on the floor by the couch was a rather unhappy (and small) Shuppet, moulding around the shiny, sleek floor and looking down at the ground. He must belong to Batman.

“Do…do you do peircings?” I inquired. The girl smirked.
“Yea, well, I don’t, what will the wheels and everything. But Alan does”
“Alan?” I asked. Batman got up. Must be his name.

“Come with me…” He said, smirking.
“I’ll keep Kecleon occupied” The lady said. “As well as the rest of your Pokemon”
I handed her my Pokeballs. I then left with Batman, by the arch behind the counter and prepared to get my lip pierced…

*

“What do you think?” Batman asked, showing me the mirror. I looked at the person staring back at me – my bottom lip was now pierced with a silver ring. This ring, although looking rather bland, was the best I saw out of all the gothie-style rings they offered, with giant black gems sticking out the front. It was pretty cool, and paired with my chain refreshed my image totally!

“I love it,” I said happily. “Thanks, Batman”
“What?” He asked me.
“Erm…Alan, Alan, that’s what I meant” I said quickly. “Alan”

I walked out to see the girl with Kecleon in her arms. Smoochum was on her shoulder. She wheeled herself over to me and handed Kecleon over. Smoochum then slid into her owner’s arms.

“I love that Kecleon,” She said. “I wish they lived in Brellaville”
“Thanks” I said back. “Do Kecleon live in many places over the world?”
“Mostly Hoenn” The lady said back. “That’s just tacky, though”

I smirked. I said my goodbyes (after Shuppet leapt onto my leg) and walked out System, and got my scooter out my bag. I had also purchased a new bag, which had an open strap for my petrol scooter. I unstrapped my scooter and fastened the Velcro strap back on, before folding the handle out from the base. I then clicked it in place, before turning the engine on. Kecleon leapt onto my shoulder, and together we kicked off through Brellaville. My lip was still numb, and it hurt to move it, but never mind.

“Hold on, Krystal!” I said boldly. I don’t know WHO to, just in case a camera crew caught it!

*

Wobbuffet

“So, how are we doing in the red corner?” Ainsley said. I was watching ‘Ready, Steady Cook!’ on TV, and Ainsley Harriet (presenter) was looking at the red side of the kitchen. They were doing a salmon, garnished with lemon zest or something.

“Well, we’re just zesting the lemon” The chef said. He was called ‘Anthony Worrol Thompson’, and was rather plump. He had a fuzzy beard and was grating the lemon skin to ‘release the flavour’ or something.

After the program finished, I wandered into the kitchen and got out the grater. We were doing jacket potato and lasagne tonight, but I was going to ‘jazz it up’ by zesting the potato and sprinkling it on top!

While I worked, I heard a lot of commotion outside. I put down my grater and walked outside, opening the slide door to get into the garden. I wandered through the garden, now empty since Cascoon evolved into Dustox, and opened the latch gate to the reserve.

Everyone was playing football. Well, not EVERYBODY, Wigglytuff, who was a bit of a tomboy, was in the fray but Sunflora just looked up to the sun in optimism. Bayleef lay down and watched, but Typhlosion, Sudowoodo, Donphan, Ursaring, Golem, Cyndaquil (Typhlosion’s kid), Hitmontop and Politoad all played. Rocky and Corona were at the back of the reserve. Noctowl was asleep, but…where was Weezing? And Dustox? And Smeargle?

My question was partly answered when Weezing hovered over to Bayleef to talk. Weezing then came over to see me, flickering her eyelashes seductively. She slowly floated down until she was at my eye level.

“Where’s Smeargle?” I asked. Weezing thought to herself.
“WELL, I remember seeing him and Dustox head inside…they said –

I gasped. They’d be terrorising my food!

“MY POTATO ZEST!” I roared, running inside. Weezing watched, slightly bewildered, but she floated after me, curious and somewhat bored. We burst into the kitchen. I halted, Weezing slammed into my back and I watched with fury as Dustox sprinkled a sleep powder into my creamy Bolognese sauce. I gasped. Racing forward, I could see Smeargle using his sleep powder as well! He’d encouraged Dustox…another enemy on my list!

“Take that!” I cried, tackling Smeargle to the ground. He collapsed onto the ground. I pinned him down.
“Dustox! Use a giga drain!” Smeargle croaked.
“He’s not your trainer!” I cried. “Chris is!”

Dustox looked at Smeargle, then me, then Smeargle, then me, until he turned to Weezing.
“Wanna go watch the football?”

“’Kay” She grunted. The two Pokemon fluttered/hovered off outside, leaving Smeargle and me alone in the kitchen. Smeargle managed to force me back and push me over, causing me to tumble into the kitchen cupboard.

“Bah” I muttered, as the stupid beagle walked back outside. I really got angry with Smeargle, and now Dustox started to cause mischief alongside Smeargle, I’d need to find an ally. Fast. I thought carefully. Who could battle alongside me for supreme victory over a large moth and a dog?

My choice was wide, but I decided that next time I was out, I’d climb the big Oak and chat to Noctowl, to see what he could say to encourage me. He was considered wise, much more than any of Tim or Suzie’s Pokemon.

“Get ready, Smeargle” I smirked. Turning, I knocked a pot of ketchup into my lasagne Bolognese. I got the bottle out, after emptying its contents into my pot, and resumed stirring it around.

*

Al

Still spending time in Lavender Town, I was waiting for Monica to finish her class. She had arranged to meet me at 4:00, outside the Pokemoncenter, but the time slowly drew closer and closer to 4:30. Where was she?

I heard panting, and turning around, I saw Monica run towards me. Duskull was by her side, floating happily. She stopped, panting quickly. I wandered over and hugged her as she got her breath back.

“Sorry I was late” She gasped. “I was kept back because I hadn’t worked well enough”
“Distracted?” I asked her.
“Yea…distracted by you…” She purred.
“Oh…sorry” I muttered. She smiled.
“It’s the good type of distraction…” She said seductively.

“Oh” I mumbled. “So, what do you wanna do?”
“LEAVE” Monica wept. “I just hate it here”
It seemed somewhat sudden. Curious, I began to ask her what made her say that. However, she went on.

“I mean it’s so CONSTRICTING! I want to be out THERE, in the real world, not being stuck in this stuffy, pokey little town”

“I hate the outside world” I began. “I’ve spent a long time away from my family, away from it all. I had to live rough, and then when I met Sandra…it all fell into place…”

Flashback! Hold on tight………………

I sat infront of the TV with Ben and Phil. I was only 9, but Ben was already 15, and Phil was 13. Ben needed a Saturday job, he said. I still didn’t understand that: was he an adult on Saturdays and a child the rest of the week?

Mum was doing ironing in the living room, and Dad watched TV with us, partly reading ‘The Gazette’. At the moment, ‘Who wants to be a millionaire?’ was on, with that cheesy host, Chris Tarrant. I watched in anticipation, eager to see weather Mildred Latimer would succeed in winning £64,000 on this question.

However, the door burst open. Dad got up, staring across at the doorway to see a man walk in; two figures either side of him. The man wore an orange suit, with gelled black hair, while his sidekicks wore black, with black caps and a red R on the front. Dad walked over.

“Who are you?” He snapped. “What do you want here?”
“Please excuse my rudeness,” The man purred. “I am Giovanni, and I would like to talk to you, Taylor”

My Dad looked across at Giovanni. The man continued.

“Now, I know you have MONEY troubles, so if you would like to…discuss them, I’d be more than happy” Giovanni said, his voice oily and slinky. I didn’t like him. My Dad blushed; it seemed, before leading Giovanni to the dining room.

Back to reality…

“What happened?” Monica asked. She was very keen.
“My Dad worked for Giovanni,” I said. “After that, Dad had to kinda make Phil and Ben work for Team Rocket as well. Money was tight, and as the contract stated, I had to work for Team Rocket, too”

“Oh my god!” Monica remarked. “So, what happened after that then?”

“When I turned 15, I ran away from home, not wanting to start working for Giovanni. However, he was now replaced with Vicious, he had been for 5 years. I ran from my home in Viridian City and made my way to Johto, going through Silver Cave.

However, one Sandra Beddington stopped me. She told me of the opportunities for Team Rocket…and after persuading from my Mum, brothers and father, I recruited. I worked there for about a year”

I took off my jumper and showed Monica a red R tattoo on my left shoulder.

“See that? It’s an official mark of a Team Rocket member,” I told her.
“You poor thing” Monica said, hugging me. “So…why are you on the run?”

She seemed a little thick, but I went on. “When I turned 16, I just wanted to be a kid, live my life to the full while I could. I packed a few rations and left the base, with Tyrogue, Scyther and Gyrados. And since then, I’ve been running from Sandra”

“You must hate life,” Monica said.
“I do, really” I said blandly.
“Well, why don’t you do something with me?” Monica asked. I raised an eyebrow. “I’ve finished my module in Adeptry, and I have a 2 month break!”

“Cool” I said. “What are you supposed to do?”
“Well, in Fuchsia City, their badge is the Soul Badge, which, when collected from the Gym, can be brought back here and be used as a symbol of our status. Most Ghost Adepts get their most local ‘element’ badge, but s lot of us scour the world for about 5 of these status badges”

“So, you wanna walk to Fuchsia?” I asked.

“Even better” Monica said, rattling a set of keys. “Let’s run away”

*

Tony

“Wartortle, Get out the way!” I screamed. Blastoise leapt forward into the muddy grass, but Wartortle dashed out the way as the humongous turtle crashed into the mud, sending splatters all over Misty, Dave and myself. Dave was leaning against the car, while Misty and myself stood away from it with Wartortle.

“Give it up, Tony” Dave snapped. “You’re too puny, too weak: TOO SMALL for the big leagues”

I stayed silent.

“I can get us out of here” Misty hissed. “Staryu knows Teleport”
“That’s great,” I whispered. “KEEP RUNNING WARTORTLE, YOU’RE DOING GREAT! But how can you do that without him seeing?”

“Two words” Misty said. “ Mud slap ”
I smiled. “Wartortle, Mud Slap DAVE now!”

Dave looked shocked, but soon enough Wartortle rushed past and slapped him with a handful of mud. Dave shrieked, wiped the mud from his eyes and looked around. Me, Misty and Wartortle held onto Staryu’s top segment as it glowed a bright white. In a flash, we were gone.

We re-appeared in Cerulean. I looked around wildly. My eyes stopped, however, when I saw the newspaper stand up ahead. The headline looked like a quote: “ Please, find her soon” It said. Misty gave the man the money and took a copy. On the front cover was a photo of myself, and one of Misty. They were sort of recent, but Misty’s looked like when she was 11, with ginger bunches and a yellow top.

“Oh my god!” Misty cried. “Look at this!”

I looked at the newspaper. I found myself gasping when I read the inspiring words:

“Please, find her soon”

“Please, find her soon” David Robson pleaded to ‘Cerulean Scoop’ in a recent interview. David is the closest thing to a relative that Misty Waterflower has, an 18-year-old girl who has been missing around a week now. Her fate, along with that of close friend and apprentice Tony Aquadox, is not certain.

Dave told us, “In a hike upon Cerulean Cape, members from some punk gang sent their Pokemon out against myself, Misty and Tony. Nidorino, Weezing and Primeape were what they used. All our Pokemon were back at the Gym, so we were unable to attack. I remember watching as Misty and Tony fell down to the poison powder Weezing spread; I had run back, so I was safe. I ran, ran as fast as I could, pelting the Pokemon with rocks until they lost track of me. I barely escaped”

We stopped there. Dave was in tears. Police have been sent to search the Cerulean Cape, closing it off from trainers and Pokemon. Remember, the Cerulean Scoop brings the news AS IT HAPPENS, so keep those peepers peeled.

Angered, Misty scrunched the paper up.
“He’s really got this planned out” I said nervously. “I mean, He’s taken the Police to the COMPLETELY wrong direction…hasn’t he?”

“Yea, We were kept hostage by the power plant, or near to there anyway” Misty explained. “Dave really knows what he’s doing”

“And you never knew he was a Rocket?” I asked.
“I never suspected him of anything like that,” Misty said quietly. She scrunched up the newspaper and threw it to the floor. “He lied to me. LIED !”

“He’ll be coming after us” I warned Misty. “He’ll be driving down here now”
Misty stayed silent. I looked at her, nervous. Had I said something wrong? “What’s up?”

“You’re the 2nd in command,” Misty said. “Of the Gym, that is…”
“So?” I asked. “Does that matter?”
“Dave’s 3rd” She pined. “He kidnapped us to clear our names on the Gym Charter, and once it was declared as his…he could take it over”

“But why would he?” I asked.
“For Team Rocket” She murmured. “And we’ve been gone long enough, I think, so the Gym is in his hands”

She raced through town towards the Gym. I followed. The town was rather empty, but anybody that did see us seemed rather confused at these two people, both reported missing, and both racing through town to the Gym.

Kicking the door, Misty found it was locked.

“DAMNIT!” She cried. “HE’S CHANGED THE LOCKS!”

“Use Staryu” I told her. Misty nodded. Staryu emerged after he was released from his ball. Core glowing, brimming with everlasting energy, the front door crumpled and crunched to a single ball of metal before us. Devastating.

We raced inside, to be confronted by an almost sickening sight. Our Gym was different. Now painted a dull black, our usual boardwalks were now gone, the water drained, and a solid metal maze lay before us.

Misty walked over. Her hand brushed the cold metal walls of the maze, the 7foot high walls that towered over our hopes and dreams. Spikes scattered across the tops of the walls. We HAD to get through and fast. Dave could be here any minute now…

I felt myself gasp, and step into the maze. Misty followed. As soon as we did, however, I felt a sharp sting in my neck. Turning, I saw a figure in the doorway. A large Steelix was by his side, slithering across the floor. Dave.

“Run!” I hissed. We took the left turn and ran down the dark path. Misty and Staryu were ahead of me. I released Wartortle for comfort. To get to the arena, and the staircase to Misty’s flat then we’d need to get to the end of this confusing maze. Once we got out, we could get to our Pokemon, and stop this Gym from being turned to Team Rocket material.

“Steelix…” Dave murmured. “Lets go. Take left, I’ll take right”
Throwing a ball to the ground, Dave released Blastoise. “You take the right fork through the left path. They will NOT ruin this for me…I have a dream, and as a Team Rocket Grunt, class A, I have a duty”

[Oakbark]

Wobbuffet is cool, and i love Ready, Steady Cook!!!!
(oh my deluded life.........)

Staryu should have used Teleport a long time ago, but never mind.

Monica has got everything planned out, and I think she's great.
But there's something about her.........

The whole Gym Leader takeover is going very well, isn't it?

And a quessie for Marill, how do you feel about being a mascot for Dragon Rock?????

[Powarun]

Well Chris has gone gangster, did that happen when Granbull died? the Wobbuffet part was great I loved that, can't wait to hear what happens with those too. Dave is too sinister to live, and if you don't kill him can I do it. I just hate him now, the perfect criminal who is on a rampage will his rage get him stuck.

ONly complaint, weather is supposed to be whether.

[Jukain]

Nice. This is really heating up. A third one? Well, not to complain, but it's not really worth it if it can't be full length, unless it's made into a sort of short story. Ok, I'll thrash myself for that one, you know what you're doing better than I do.

[Dragonfree]

Finally we have some of Wobbuffet's point of view! Sleep powder in the food...

Dave surely had it well planned... hmmm, if he can fit a Steelix in there, it must be big...

Oooh! I think I know who might be that "important death"!

[Ultra_Poke2000]

looked at the glass cabinet, faced almost pressed against it, admiring the thick chains and the proud pendants. I had my eye on a pretty snarky one

snarky? why is Chris going all gangster and stuff? i wonder how Krystal will react when she sees him?

I’d need to find an ally. Fast. I thought carefully. Who could battle alongside me for supreme victory over a large moth and a dog?

hehehe... a large moth and a dog...

MY POTATO ZEST!

ROTFLMAO! I should use that as a quote somewhere...

hmmm...Monica and Al, running away... sounds ok. Wobbofet <-(spelling) must be like the worst cook ever, and he doesnt even notice! hehehe...

have u ever noticed i say "hehehe..." a whole lot? i need to stop that, hehehe... "D'OH!!!"~Homer Simpson

[Hanada Tattsu]

I loved that chappie! It was one of your funniest!

LOL, Chris' new "change in style" was hilarious, I wanna see what Krystal thinks of it, lol.

Wobuffet now has two new enemies, Smeargle and Dustox, heh, I wonder what Noctowl will think?

We got some of Al's past, that was good, and I wonder what'll happen to Tony and Misty?

Write more!

[Jon UKX]

Cool chapter, as the others have said, Chris's change of style is hilarious. It's great that you made Wobbuffet make new enemies with Smeargle and Dustox and putting 'Ready, Steady, Cook' in the fic is cool as well.
Anyway, From Trainer to Trainee sounds cool but it sounds like a new series than a current story in the series.
(I also put ideas in the fic ideas too, one is a spin-off to Skin Deep and the other is a comedy starring Cluff.)

[Chris 2.1]

Oakbark: lol, you like it? I never know WHAT they're cooking...lol! I'm an awful chef, like Wobbuffet. Staryu didn't really have time to escape; the spacious clearing where Dave released Blastoise was clearer; by my beleifs a Pokemon's mind wouldn't be as clear and focused in a cloudy, sweltering room. Maybe Monica's planning is a sign for something....or maybe she's just been hoping to do this for a while. The little carjacker...lol! The Gym takeover is BIG - Saffron and Cerulean are sorted, while Domino has headed to Pewter. I wonder if anything will happen to Celadon while Chris stays there?

Marill - i'm sorta pissed off with it, but if I can evolve then maybe she'll like me more...

Powarun: GANGSTER? It's a skate shop, sells SKATE stuff and etc etc. Dave's evil as anything, but...well, everything that happens should please you all. Hehe...

Jukain: Well, weather or not it is gonna be FINISHED (or started hehe) is still debated, although its unlikely it will be. Things are definitely heating up for Tony as he struggles to win Misty back...can you believe he made that fony article? Things heat up for Chris later on, as well. Hope you enjoy...hehe

Dragonfree: don't be mislead, there a lot of possible deaths in TIR! The Cerulean Gym is massive, lets hope Dave's plan gets totally ruined! I....I hope, anyway....

Ultra: Snarky is a skater word, but the chains are skater as well! Not big gangsta' pendants, funky skater ones! Lol, that was written after my expirience with my eyebrow ring, my chain, batman and the woman in the wheelchair!

Hanada: as i said: based on real life! Lol, what a day I had then...hehe. Al's past is sorta revealled, but there's a little bit about his present you guys won't know until the confrontation, later in the fic...