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Sword of Light (and other titles by me) MY OFFICIAL NOVEL THREAD
3rd January 2013, at 12:40:00 am (This post was last modified: 11th May 2013 at 07:01:45 pm by Notty.)
Sword of Light (and other titles by me) MY OFFICIAL NOVEL THREAD
Thanks to all my fans, this thread is growing and expanding. I may be slow to update the story in the weekdays due to homework and school, stuff like that. Below is my handmade logo. I greatly thank my fans for helping this story thread break the 2,000 view mark! Thank you!
*Please Note: I attempted to put Guardians of Pokemon in a spoiler, but it cannot hold all chapters. Sorry for the inconvenience!
Guardians of Pokemon
Chapter 1 (Click to View)
Jenna always knew there was more to the world than what she sees and learns, especially after she learned about Pokemon. At first, they seemed silly and childish, with their little cartoon faces and unrealistic adventures. That was until she met her best friend she ever had, Lilian.
Jenna had quite the split personality! At home, she loves to tell jokes to her family, but she was silent when in her classes. When let out to play for recess, she became a daring imp, climbing trees using her chubby yet strong arms. The day she met Lilian started as one of those ordinary recesses.
Hana, the most popular girl in Jenna's class, just happened to be Jenna's worst enemy. Sure, Hana wore a prettier dress and had a prettier face. But the point that aroused Hana's jealousy was Jenna's flawless amber hair. Jenna's flowed like water and is soft as silk, while Hana's were hard, dark curls that occasionally knots. Just because of that, Hana will do anything she can to hurt and destroy Jenna. Hana already devised a plot the day before it was put into play.
At Jenna's school, there was a strict pet ban. Normally, anyone caught with a pet of any sort will be expelled from the school. But Hana's hypnotic black eyes and angelic smile allowed her to ignore the strict ban and continue on her evil little plot.
Then it was recess. Not just recess, THE recess that ended up containing two of Jenna's major life events, one joyful and one melancholy.
The sun was hiding in the dark, foggy clouds. Like every other day, the children crowded along the playground equipment. Hana, dressed in a black silk gown, smiled an evil smile to herself.
"This'll get Jenna real good! She'll be scarred for life, without that miserablely beautiful head of amber hair!" she chuckled to herself as she caressed a round ball tied to her belt. She glanced at Jenna, sitting on the ten-year-old tire swing all by herself.
"All by herself, because she'll never have friends, especially after I'm done with her!" thought Hana to herself. Hana advanced on Jenna, as gracefully as a cat. Eventually, Hana cornered Jenna at one remote end of the large playground. Her eyes were full of contempt, cruel and black, as she advanced quickly upon her prey. Hana once again touched that round object on her silver belt, but this time, she removed it.
"Purrloin! Time to take revenge on our only possible competitor of our beauty!" shouted Hana in a smooth, silky accent. She opened the ball, revealing a dark violet cat with the same evil eyes as Hana.
"Slash," Hana said. She smiled at Jenna.
In less than a split second, unevenly lengthed amber locks fell to the floor. No longer was there a beautiful, perfect head of hair on Jenna. After Hana left, she went on her knees and wept.
After school, Hana bullied her and made fun of her messy hair.
"Oh gosh! I cannot believe that someone with such naturally beautiful hair would treat it so terribly!" snickered Hana. But Jenna can do nothing about it.
Lillian, a stray lillipup, saw what was going on.
"That girl must be a friend! Look at that matted fur on her top, just like mine! And the same color too!" thought Lillian excitedly. But Lillian quickly noticed that another girl was making fun of Jenna's hair, just like other strays (especially houndoom) made fun of Lillian's fur! Lillian understood that she must do something, so she barked loudly at Hana.
"Go away, you disgusting stray!" grimaced Hana. But Lillian kept chasing her, until she was a safe distance away.
"Come out, Purrloin!!!" screeched Hana. "Send this stray flying." But Purrloin would not move. She is afraid of dogs, especially ones as angry as Lillian is right now. After Hana walked home, Lillian walked up and gave Jenna a big, wet lick.
"Oh, no, Lilli! I should be thanking you!" answered Jenna gratefully while patting Lillian's fluffy, amber fur.
Chapter 2 (Click to View)
Five Years Later, Same Time Same Place
On the other side of the road, Natasha sniffed at Hana's Purrloin and Jenna, hugging a Lillipup in her lap, kneeling.
"So, Hana's pokemon has speed. But that's puny. I don't see anything so good about Jenna's Lillipup at all. They won't be our competitors," she whispered into her Master Ball. She glanced at the manila envelope she grasped in her hand, nodding.
At Hana's mansion, the mailman was approaching her mailbox just as Hana's limousine appeared. The mailman seemed taken aback, and he attempted to avoid Hana.
"You're trying to avoid me again? Is it because you don't like me saying your dirty mailman uniform is ugly? Well, it is. But even worse, your nose! It's like a crow's beak! Throw me the mail, and go. I don't want to look at you," growled Hana.
The mailman threw a manila envelope at Hana, and then ran off to the next house as fast as his legs can carry him.
"Now, whoever sent this must be richer and more refined than the mailman who brought it!" Hana purred with satisfaction. "And look, they even used a wax seal with a pokemon on it!" She took the envelope into her house, and tore it apart while snacking on some delicacy.
"Dear Miss Hana, you are hereby invited to the R89 Base, because you are a close descendant of Master. Come as soon as humanly possible by chanting the following spell," read Hana. "Bring your pokemon, but do not evolve it EVER if you wish to earn the gift of our master." Hana looked over her shoulder at her sleeping Purrloin, and gently woke her up.
"Come, Lina, because we're about to get a wonderful rare prize!"
Back at Jenna's house, a carrier Pidgey sent a manila envelope to Jenna.
"My, my! Lillian, you're a pokemon too!" cooed Jenna after reading the note out loud. But soon, sounds of stomping filled the room.
"Mom!" exclaimed Jenna.
"I don't know what you're doing with this 'pokemon' and gift, but it sure sounds like something that'll take you out of school for a long time!" scolded Jenna's mom.
"But, Mom..." gasped Jenna.
"No 'buts'! You're not going, end of conversation. Now clean your room!" screeched Jenna's mom.
Back at Natasha's, Natasha was lifting weights while jogging about in the backyard. After several hours, Natasha put the weights down and drank some water. Natasha's Master ball rocked back and forth for a long time, and finally caught its master's attention.
"What do you want, Asruiddet?" snapped Natasha. "Can't you see I'm resting after a long exercise and extremely exhausted?" Natasha reached for the Master Ball and put it up to her ear. Natasha "ohhed" and set Asruiddet out of its pokeball.
"Now, since you wanted to do it, a hundred situps!" Asruiddet struggled at first, but Natasha's snappiness encouraged him as always. Soon, Asruiddet finished with great ease.
"Good. Now, remind me to get you in tip-top shape for the competition! Jenna doesn't seem so much a threat, but Hana's Purrloin's speed can really pester someone! So, before I forget, a hundred laps around the yard. I hope you've improved, otherwise, that prize can be difficult to win."
An hour later, Hana took a long bath and tried to make her hair as beautiful as Jenna's used to be. Then, she quickly changed into an eye-catching black designer dress and dashed on a layer of peach lip gloss. She put on bejeweled heels and whispered the spell so quietly, even Lina can't hear it from her pokeball.
Jenna was busy doing her homework. After finishing it, the spell from the letter came back in mind.
"Quite an odd poem!" Jenna thought. But she dared not say the spell out loud, because she will never disobey her mother.
Natasha and Hana arrived. A shadowy figure said,
"Well, well, well. Are you all here?"
"We are," answered Hana and Natasha.
"Then where is the last girl? You should know that the Master will not share his gift until all of you are here. Go get the last girl," demanded the man.
Chapter 3 (Click to View)
"Bring me the spell out of here and then we'll talk," answered Hana slyly.
"Oh? But we don't have a spell out of here," replied the mysterious man.
"You better not make us angry, now," threatened Natasha.
Meanwhile, at Jenna's school, she noticed that Hana and a mysterious girl from her class were not here.
"Teacher, why are those two students so late?" asked Jenna.
"Why, their parents told us that they're sick for the day," answered the teacher.
"Hmm... that jock girl never gets sick, and Hana wouldn't miss a day to taunt me even if she was very sick. Their disappearance is not normal," Jenna thought to herself. "I wonder if they got the same invitation as me, except they accepted?"
On her way home, she called Lillian and contained her in a pokeball. But, before she could find out more about Hana and Natasha's disappearance, her mother called her back in.
"Going somewhere? But first, you have to do your chores and clean up the mess that your puppy made while you were gone," declared Jenna's mother.
Meanwhile, in a Pokemon town, a busy young professor finished his experiment and let out his Starter pokemon he selected for the new trainers.
"Now, now, sweets, my time with you will not be long. There will be new trainers that will have more time for you than me, this rookie professor," he chuckled. Then, he hurried to prepare another experiment, not noticing he forgot to do something quite important.
Back at the shadowy building, the man does not look intimidated by Natasha's threat. Instead, he said, with a voice hard as steel.
"No matter you wish or not, she must be here if you want a prize. Find a way to do it!"
Hana shivered. She knew that Jenna is stubborn despite her shyness. She would not give in no matter what, but Hana wanted the prize.
"Mister, you should know how stubborn Jenna is! No amount of peer pressure could change her mind," Natasha answered quickly before Hana could.
"Ah then. Come out, my troubleshooting ace," answered the man.
There was a slight click of a pokeball being opened, but there was no "thump" of a pokemon landing on the floor. The man laughed and said,
"Go, Abra! My troubleshooting ace, you know what must be done. Teleport back here with the girl, quickly now!"
There was a "pop", and in less than a few seconds, there was a loud cry of surprise following another "pop" of Abra returning. Jenna landed roughly with a loud "thump" followed by a cry of pain.
"I see everyone is here," the man caroled. "Then it is time for your precious gifts to be delivered."
He snapped, and lights came on. Three silk black suits and masks appeared before their eyes.
"You are not related to the Master at all. That was a whim. But, if you consider accepting the expensive suit, you'll also be considering whether or not to enter a life of beautiful art-- crime. The master of the suit will join us in a everlasting life of evil and crime. Will you accept?" announced the man. He was dressed in the male version of the suit, with the mask on so none can see his face features.
Right away Jenna refused, because she had always been such a pure girl, not wishing to be involved with crime and evil organizations. Natasha thought about it, but then declined.
"Sir, I wish I would, but I play a heroine part. Your suits are lovely though!" answered Natasha as she left soundlessly.
"If you decline our offer, you will regret it, and you cannot change your mind!" warned the man before they left.
Chapter 4 (Click to View)
Jenna escaped the evil organization's HQ as fast as she can, hoping to come back to the town she had lived in and was so familiar with. But it was not that town. There were dirt paths and children out to play. There were no ice cream trollies and no family shacks. The buildings here were much different.
The buildings were made of metal, very tall with many windows. All buildings looked the same, except the one she had just left.
It was taller than the rest. There were no windows, and only one door to be seen. It extended so high into the sky that Jenna cannot see the top of it from where she was standing.
Jenna suddenly felt very alone. Her friends at school must be a long ways away, and her parents were gone. She stared at the building, imagining the cruel man within it. He had taken all that away, and now she only had but one friend with her.
"Ah, little lady, the tower you are admiring is the Community Help Representatives' building. They say that they recruit people every so often, and keep all of their work secret. Aren't they such admirable people, hmm?" a teenager with voluminous brown hair asked.
"Ma'am, but they are not. I was inside their building and saw--" started Jenna.
"Why, what are you trying to do?" snarled a voice from above. The young teen, startled, escaped, leaving Jenna alone to face the person. She froze with fear, not daring to take a single step.
Aerodactyl landed dangerously close to Jenna, startling her.
"Aerodactyl, she's a troublesome one, escaping without a single thought of joining! Now she's about to blab our valuable information to the outside world. There's only one choice left-- elimination." He whispered a command to Aerodactyl and Aerodactyl sharply flew up into the air. Lillian struggled to come out of the pokeball, but Jenna whispered,
"Lillian, it's too dangerous. I'd rather face him myself than hurt you." Lillian still would not bear to see Jenna go against the perilous Aerodactyl, so she struggled out of her pokeball. She leaped into the air, right below Aerodactyl and directly above Jenna.
"Lillian, don't! You'd only hurt yourself!" Jenna called out.
The action seemed to play in slow motion to Jenna. She just knew that Aerodactyl's razor sharp wings are coming closer and closer to her only friend left. She had to do something. But she couldn't. Her limbs seemed frozen, with fear or sadness that she cannot determine.
Lillian gave her a look that said, "It's all going to be okay."
Jenna returned with a look that said, "Are you crazy?"
Then everything turned yellow. Lillian was okay. She was okay.
"Wh-what just happened?" asked Jenna.
Lillian gave Jenna a victorious glance that was full of, "I told you that you'd be okay."
The place she was standing was bright yellow and warm, despite the cold winter gales and snow. She touched the light, and said,
"So this is Light Screen?"
From that day on, Jenna would never be the same naive girl she used to be. She saw the world from a whole different perspective. She is separated from her parents and all but one of her friends.
"I hope this one friend will be enough," thought Jenna as she hurried Lillian out of the city. Before they left, they read a billboard posted at the exit of the city.
"Thank you for coming to Dahlia City, and please come again."
"Me, come again? I'd really be dumb if I do!" Jenna told Lillian. Something told Jenna that Lillian agreed.
Hana changed into the uniform she had accepted.
"Look out, Jenna. Our next target is you. Just escaping Dahlia City is not enough. We're everywhere. Just try."
Chapter 5 (Click to View)
"Lillian, how did you learn Light Screen? Oh, you found an HM on it?" asked Jenna. Lillian shook her head, with a cheerful sparkle in her eyes.
"Oh, hee hee, so it was a TM! You've got me that time!" giggled Jenna.
Meanwhile, at the rookie professor's office, something alarming happened.
"No! How'd you guys run off? Uxie, Mesprit, Azelf! Oh, it took me forever to find you. Why did you escape? And how? They were closed all right, they were..." the professor complained, but stopped when he hit himself on the head. He remembered that he forgot to close the pokeballs.
Meanwhile, in Bluebell town...
"Erxia! Sometimes I just wonder about you! Why don't you like a life of fame?"
"I'm not the popular one. They only bother me all day and crowd around me because of my Pokemon."
"Well! You do take wonderful popularity for granted."
"I seriously don't see why fame is so wonderful."
It was that simple. Erxia hated all the attention caused because of her rare Pokemon. Yet today, it was silent around her. Nobody crowding around. Nobody screaming flattery at the top of their lungs. There was an awkward silence between her and Lauri. They had used to be enemies, and are now neighbors... things are still pretty rough between the two. Lauri decided to leave quickly, because it appears Erxia is in one of her moods.
"I shall be going now, because you seem to be in your funny mood... good bye friend," Lauri said as she pulled up her indigo hood. She left her house, feeling the pouring rain tap on her fingers and cloak. It was deathly silent in Erxia's house all of a sudden.
"I enjoy it," Erxia thought with satisfaction. But soon the lack of crowds seemed very... suspicious. She looked out the window of her tiny apartment building. The people seemed to be acting queerly. Their hands were full with nets and Pokeballs, running madly after something.
"Not that I care," grumbled Erxia as she released her Eevee, stroking it with one gentle hand. The coming of this Pokemon was a long story with many details. The city. The mayor. The Gamecorner. The money. S.W.A.G. Bob. Then Eevee. Afterwards, the hooded figure... so many parts to the story! She and Eevee have been through lots together. Losing friends, being stolen from, being plotted against... Erxia peered around the house cautiously and sighed. Nobody to be seen.
"Well, when in doubt, have a cookie," she said while putting on a raincoat and stuffing a pile of cash into one pocket. She walked out the store to the Cookie Parlor outside of her house.
"Boy am I tired! I had to walk five entire steps to get to the Cookie Parlor!" huffed Erxia. Dramatically panting, she took out a hundred dollar bill and said,
"I want a cookie. One cookie. No more than one cookie, understand?"
"Then why bother using a hundred dollar bill?" the store owner replied.
"Why, nosy peopleses! Just get me my cookie, won't you?" replied Erxia impatiently. Right then, the store owner gave her one cookie, and then spent his sweet time fishing out ninety-nine dollars and fifty cents from his cash register. Erxia took the cookie and went.
It took the store owner quite a while to realize that Erxia shoved the hundred dollar bill right back into her pocket and left while the man looked for the change.
"Erxia, Erxia," muttered the store owner as he did a facepalm.
There Lauri stood in the pouring rain. A crowd of people were chasing something, even in the bad weather. Lauri wanted to go home. But, as always, crowds of people excite her.
"I don't really get Erxia. It's as if... she hates fame!" Lauri thought to herself. But she refused to believe that people would think in such crazy ways.
"Even if it is just that one girl I took a Chikorita and a Cubone from a few years back," Lauri murmured. Luckily, nobody heard her. Teen years are bothersome to Lauri, because it reminds her of the days she was leading Team Arcus, a secret team that met in her house.
"Team Gordus in Dahlia Town copied me so bad! Plus those fancy suits have bad, bad colors! They clash with each other like socks and sandals!" growled Lauri in disgust. She looked back up at the crowd and a sudden wave of excitement came over her.
"Wait! Don't! Those are my Pokemon!" a young man shouted from behind Lauri. "Don't steal them from me!"
The crowd ignored him, but Lauri wondered what was going on.
"What had happened?" Lauri asked.
"Hey! I'm Professor Tumbleweed. My father, Oak, gave me some money so I could start my research lab. Those are the starter Pokemon for year 2013. Mind if you can get them to return these to me? I'll give you a hug if you do."
If it had been Erxia that heard his tenuous speech, she would have cut him off when he mentioned his father. But Lauri wanted to do good, mainly to make up for the bad things that she had done in her teen years.
"Wait up!" shouted Lauri to the moving crowd. "I'm coming with you!"
Chapter 6 (Click to View)
Erxia's chocolate chip cookie was gone in a flash. She felt like eating more, until she saw a crowd and lost her appetite.
"They're probably chasing after some poor dude that has rare Pokemon, or some poor rare Pokemon that don't want to be chased," guessed Erxia warily as she crept back into her house.
"Ee-vee," complained Eevee.
"Oh alrighty, I'll get you a cookie," Erxia answered instantaneously. She went back to the store and took out the hundred dollar bill.
"Nope! That trick isn't going to work on me anymore!" fumed the store owner. "Hand over the fifty cents for the last cookie before you try to trick me once more!"
"Okay, but could you let me buy one more cookie before you do?" Erxia answered in a falsely sweet tone.
"No tricks! Just pay up and get out!"
"Great! I brought this, just in case you answered like that." Erxia took out a hammer and held it above the store owner's plastic tellytubby toy.
"No! Don't touch that! I'll get you a cookie!" He hurried up and went to the back kitchen, demanding chocolate chip cookies. Soon he was back.
"Here's the cookie... and why are you flashing me that smile?" the store owner answered, with a tinge of fear.
"Guess," Erxia answered as she walked out of the store, hammer held in one hand.
"Omigosh! N-no, no way," the store owner wailed as the fingered the shattered remains of the plastic telly tubby.
Meanwhile, at Route 0.556 at the opening of Rose Town, Jenna and her Lillipup already saw what Team Gordus meant by saying she'll have a terrible journey in the Omicron Region. A masked goon of theirs, wearing that sickening suit, stood in front of her.
"Where do you think you're going?" questioned the goon.
"I'm heading to Rose Town. Let me through," answered Jenna.
"Well now! I won't let you to Rose Town, because Boss plans to capture the legendary Pokemon sighted there!" sniffed the goon.
"Come out, my beloved Lillipup!"
The two fought in a two-second battle that ended with Lillian the Lillipup knocked out on the first hit.
"No! Lillian!" Jenna cried. "You're the only friend I have left!"
"Foolish! I cannot believe law allows you to be a trainer! Despicable! You don't train your Pokemon and still put them in fights? That's against Omicron law!" spat the goon. "I will report it to the government."
"Nonsense! I just don't have anyone to fight..." started Jenna.
"Because you're too weak! Even wild Pokemon would make your Lillipup splat just like I did," answered the goon.
Jenna did not argue any more. She crouched on the ground, stroking Lillian's fur again and again, with great feelings of melancholy.
Meanwhile, Lauri was right in front of Uxie. She lowered Uxie to one HP and threw Master Ball after Master Ball, but all has failed.
"Strange! Master Balls don't work against legendaries?" wondered Lauri. She picked the fallen Master Balls back up and tried again.
"Now that's really weird," murmured Lauri. She backed out of the crowd and went to Professor Tumbleweed for more information.
"Did you accidentally let them go? What are their Special Powers? What type are they?" asked Lauri as she nailed him with question after question.
"No, they did not escape. I left the Pokeballs open and they fled," answered Tumbleweed.
"Why didn't you say so!" squealed Lauri. "Getting them back will be easy. I know just what to do."
Chapter 7 (Click to View)
"That's all I had to do?"
"Yes, that's all you had to do," Lauri replied to the professor.
"Augh! I got my master's degree in logic and now I'm outdone by someone that's, like, fourteen years old!"
"I'm twenty seven, thank you very much," Lauri replied coldly. Her teen years were still a sore subject for her.
"Uxie, Mesprit, Azelf! Thank goodness you're back! Now I can give you to the trainers that have been chosen!" the professor screamed with glee.
At Lily Town, a traveler was just leaving for Rose Town for the starters.
"Flora, thank you for letting me stay in your hotel. But I've got to head to Rose Town for my starters."
"Why, I hope you'd be okay!" sniffled Flora as she wiped her face with a hanky.
When all three trainers arrived at Flora Town, Professor Tumbleweed started handing out the Pokemon.
"Thank you, Lauri, for finding next year's set of starters," said the professor gratefully.
"I thought you said it was this year's!"
"Did I, now?" wondered the professor to himself. Lauri rolled her eyes as Tumbleweed gathered the starters for this year.
"Now, that one's mine!" shouted Natasha as she pointed to Erxia's Eevee.
"VEEEEE!!!" Eevee fumed.
"That isn't a starter," Tumbleweed explained.
"Why thank you, Captain Obvious. We SOOO didn't know that," Natasha answered sarcastically.
"Hey! What're you trying to do to my Eevee?" shouted Erxia angrily. "And lookie now! You made me run ten whole steps to the crime scene!"
"I wasn't trying to do anything to your Eevee!" Natasha defended.
"Eevee, was she?"
"Vee," Eevee answered while nodding.
"See? Told you! Told you you were!"
"You're not someone to tell me. You weren't even there when it happened," argued Natasha.
"Well, Eevee never lies, except for the millions of times she lies about training," defended Erxia.
"Girls, girls, you're both pretty. Now can we get on with picking our starters?" interrupted Jay Yudoh.
"I don't care if I'm pretty," answered Natasha quietly. "All I know is that your Eevee is ugly."
"VEE! EEVEE!" screeched Eevee, whose sensitive ears heard Natasha.
"What'd she say? Oh, I'm going to KILL her!" fumed Erxia. "Get OVER HERE UGLY!"
"I don't care if I'm pretty," Natasha repeated. "All I know is that you're ugly."
Just when it was about to get pretty ugly, the three sensible people (Tumbleweed, Jay, and James) stopped the fight with their own tactics. Tumbleweed tried coaxing, and he was smashed into a building by Natasha. Jay tried taunting, but he ended up being pwned instead of pwning someone else. James did the right thing, which is grabbing one of Tumbleweed's starters (Riolu) and using Light Screen between the two fighting people.
"Now then," Tumbleweed said while rubbing his bruises and putting on his broken glasses, "Jay, please choose a starter."
"This one. I think it's called a sceptile... it's cool. It's the only evolved one out of the three."
"Natasha? Umm... just take the last one. No, don't come near me! I don't wanna be smashed into a building," the professor answered in fear.
She opened the Pokeball. Out came a Zorua!
"Ewww! It's hideous!" complained Natasha. Zorua took it as an insult and started bawling her eyes out.
"You!" she screamed, whirling around just to find the professor already gone.
Chapter 8 (Click to View)
Erxia stormed off angrily. She had wanted a Zorua, but she didn't get picked. Now this weird girl got Zorua and is not appreciating it! She almost felt her blood boiling. Rage filled her mind as she clenched her fists, shouting dramatically to the sky,
"I WILL SAVE YOU, ZORUA! YOU WILL NOT BE LEFT IN THE HANDS OF SUCH A PIMP!!!"
Meanwhile, Natasha was still complaining about how ugly Zorua is until Zorua bit her hiney.
"Bad Zorua! Bad, bad! No dinner for you today!" scolded Natasha while hitting Zorua with a baseball bat. Zorua whimpered.
"Under my iron rule, you must become strong! That is now your goal in life! You're incomparable to my beloved Asruiddet, the mysterious dark type. Just see how powerful he is! Even legendaries have no power when compared to him!"
"Det!" Asruiddet answered from within the Master Ball.
Basically, Natasha tortured Zorua if she did not train hard. And training hard, to Natasha, means:
1. A hundred sit-ups
2. Ten laps around the 400m relay track
3. Fighting at least fifty wild Pokemon
4. Raising at least twenty levels a day
You can obviously see that Zorua has a hard time. But what about poor Jenna, blocked from Rose Town? Of course, the goon already fled when the legendaries disappeared. But her best friend- her only friend- lays fainted at that very route. For days she has knelt along Lillian's side, until this midnight.
She is asleep. Her face has melancholy written all over it, for her eyes were swollen and the sad, troubled look did not disappear from her face even when asleep. Tumbleweed was taking a midnight stroll around the same route as the one where Jenna laid, asleep in the tall grass.
"My, my! What have we here!" he gasped while taking the girl to a nearby hotel.
"Take good care of the girl. Charge me for her hotel rent," Tumbleweed ordered.
"Yes, Tumbleweed," the gentle hotel owner replied quietly.
The next morning, Jenna found herself in a big, plush bed.
"Lillian! Where is your poor fainted carcass, for I cannot spend time away from you!" she cried desparately. Right then she heard tiny footsteps under the bed, and out popped- can you believe it!- Lillian, all healed and energy-filled.
"Oh, my Lillian! Which kind person took you from death? Which powerful magic snatched you from Hades's realm? Tell me, friend," Jenna asked, while cuddling Lillian. But all that came from Lillian was that same mischievous twinkle, and Jenna understood immediately. But then her attention returned to the hotel room.
"Why! Who's so kind to give my friend and I free shelter?" Jenna asked.
"Tumbleweed gave you and your friend this shelter. I am merely carrying out his orders," a friendly voice replied.
"Who may you be?" asked Jenna.
"I'm Flora, and no other. I own this hotel. Tumbleweed offers to pay for your stay until you heal from your fatigue and wounds. Come on now, come down to the buffet."
Flora led Jenna down to the buffet on the first story. Since Jenna's father passed away, she has never had a grand feast. To be offered one now made this little girl ten years of age so happy, tears of gratitude roll down her cheeks.
"I've never eaten so since the death of Father. In fact, I've never eaten at all since I was kidnapped into this region," Jenna told Flora.
"Why, you poor sweetheart! Come, eat some more before you rush off to the neighboring Rose Town," said Flora.
Chapter 9 (Click to View)
Erxia is smart. She knew that if she doesn't follow the opponent, she'll never win. So that's just what she did. She tailed Natasha until they've both reached a dense forest, otherwise known as the connection between the Jewel Safari and the trainer region.
"And they think this place is an island. One connection deems it as a peninsula," sniffed Erxia as she kept on Natasha's tail.
Then came the one chance to snatch Zorua out of the clutches of Natasha. Erxia closed her eyes once, then smashed Natasha into a tree.
"What was that for?" shouted Natasha.
"Oh, you dropped your Pokeball," Erxia said sweetly while handing it to Natasha.
"Uh, thanks?" Natasha answered suspiciously as she looked inside it.
"Hey! This Pokeball's empty! You stole MY Zorua!" snapped Natasha when she realized she has been tricked. But that was more than enough time for Erxia to get away with Zorua safely and soundly.
Meanwhile, at Erxia's home...
"Zor!" Zorua growled apprehensively at Erxia.
"Zorua, I'm a friend. Easy now," coaxed Erxia as she let Zorua out of her Pokeball.
"Zorr," grumbled Zorua.
"I'm a friend. All right, I'll heal your wounds now," Erxia replied.
"ZOR!" grouched Zorua while barring her teeth.
"There, now you're all better," Erxia said while spraying a potion on Zorua.
That did it. Zorua went ballistics, squealing a Pokemon cuss word while wrecking sofas, curtains, and whatever she could get her claws on like a maniac.
"No! Stop, Zorua, stop!" Erxia said with worry. But whatever she did to calm Zorua just made it worse, so she decided to return Zorua to her Pokeball.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Route 0.556...
"Mum, I want to try to catch a Pokemon without any of my own! I see it on TV all the time? Pretty please?" begged Eric.
"It's not as easy as it looks!" warned Eric's mom.
"Well, I can do it! Even though they do it with Master Balls. I'm pretty sure a normal Pokeball also works! Mum, don't miss it!" chanted Eric.
"Well, all right," answered Eric's mom doubtfully.
Eric dashed off into the tall grass. His mom, worried, called out, "Eric? Don't hide in the tall grass!"
"But mom," he begged, "that's the place where Litwick are commonly spotted!"
"Young man, you're not getting a Litwick for the last time!" scolded his mom. "We have lightbulbs now, so there's really no use getting a Litwick."
"But mom..." Eric whined from within the tall grass.
Meanwhile, Flora was busy with her inn. One unexpected customer came for a visit.
"Hello, Flora," said the girl with curly brown hair.
"Why! You haven't visited in forever! Enjoy going to the Safari?" grinned Flora.
"Yeah, I do. There are rare Pokemon, some shiny, in fact!" replied Notty, flaunting her new Piplup.
"Well, good luck on your journey!" Flora said, waving the same handkerchief to her as the one that she waves all the time when people leave.
On her way there, she decided to visit Route 0.556, because she heard about the rare shiny Litwick that were there. On her way there, she met Eric, frantically throwing all his Pokeballs in desparation.
"Girl, do you think you can help me catch a Litwick?" he asked.
"Hmm, maybe," Notty replied. "Go Crawdaunt!"
Crawdaunt's shiny crab shells gleamed in the afternoon sun.
"Flash!" commanded Notty.
"Yeeargh!" shouted Eric as he stumbled back into the tall grass, accidentally falling into a mud puddle.
"Oops!" exclaimed Notty as she helped him back up, telling Crawdaunt to use Bubblebeam and clean off the mud.
"Ow, those bubbles tickle!" giggled Eric as Notty helped him wipe the mud off.
"To finish, Crawdaunt, Falseswipe!" Notty said as Crawdaunt clubbed the Litwick hard on his head. Stranglely, he still was able to stand up.
"Pokeball!" shouted Eric as he threw his Pokeball. Sadly, Notty threw her Ultra Ball at the same time. The Pokeballs bumped each other, and none caught the Pokemon.
"Pokeball again!" shouted Eric again. It bounced off of Litwick's white, fluorescent wax body.
"Eric, you're supposed to open the Pokeball first and then throw it!" Notty explained. "It increases your chances of capturing by 50%. Let me do it."
Notty pulled out an Ultra Ball, opened it, and threw it. The Litwick was sucked in, and Eric ran to fetch the Pokeball.
"I can't wait to show my mummy!" said Eric.
After lots of falling into mud and wandering around in tall grass, he finally found his mom.
"How did you do?" she asked.
"Great! Look at my new Litwick!" he exclaimed while releasing Litwick from its Pokeball.
After a long, awkward silence, Eric's mom laughed heartily.
"You didn't catch that yourself! It was the Shiny Collector girl that came and helped you."
"No she didn't!" answered Eric. "She gave me an Ultra Ball, that's all."
"Oh, all right," Eric's mom answered. But she didn't seem too convinced.
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"Oh, okay. I guess I'll head back to Flora's inn. She does miss me," Notty thought after visiting Rose Town in all its glamour. On the way, she pulled out her laptop and started writing her new story, Guardians of Pokemon.
"Nobody saw the new personality quiz, no surprise," she sighed. She started typing more and more of Chapter 9, until it started raining.
"Blast it! Stop using Rain Dance!" growled Notty, frustrated. She usually loved the rain, but she was tired and moody today.
"There, now, Flora's inn is right ahead," Notty said to herself as she headed to the inn.
"Notty! Love your new red Kirlia, Ice Eevee, and Aqua-Purple Uxie!" Flora gushed. But no, Notty was not in the mood for Flora's flattery.
"Just take me to the buffet," she grumbled after paying up for a few more days in her hotel.
"All right," Flora said, confused. "But why aren't you in a good mood? What happened?"
"Nothing," Notty replied.
"Then, why aren't you happy?"
"Because nothing happened."
"But... if nothing happened, what is there to be sad about?"
"Let me explain it to you so that it gets through your thick skull," Notty said, slightly rudely because she was very moody. "Nobody's been looking at my new poll. Shouldn't be surprised, since you always said I wasn't the writer type."
"Okay then. I will bring you your orange juice. Help yourself," Flora said as she rushed off to get some Minute Maid.
Meanwhile, in the long-forgotten-by-audiences Team Gordus building, everything seemed normal. All of Dahlia Town was still brain-washed to believe that Team Gordus was the Omicron government. Nobody had a clue that they were evil. It was quiet.
But it being quiet was not normal. Usually there were clacks of computer keys and huge booms of goons testing out muskets. But yes, it was dead silent. Not a sound came from the sky-scraping building.
Hana stood obediently, with her head facing down.
"Master Blake has passed away," she thought to herself. "Our loyal, clever guardian devil." She did not say a word, alas, because she was grieving over Blake's death.
"Now, now," a sharp, shrill voice shouted, cutting the dead silence. "I shall read his will to all of Team Gordus." The prim lady, with large spectacles upon her sharp nose, pulled out a dusty piece of parchment. It was extremely boring, until she got to the part where an heir to the Master was decided.
"An heir, like no other, with beautiful black eyes that remind me of empty tunnels. She carries out work without delay and as relentlessly as possible. She has no pity in her, which makes her perfect for the heir. She is..."
There was a sudden hush. Everyone hoped that they were the heir. Seconds felt like years, until finally the secretary read the name.
A murmur of disapproval at first arose, but then the secretary cut in again.
"Grunts! Goons! Do you truly respect the master?"
"If you do, then respect his decisions. He has reasons behind everything he does, and you are not the people that should criticize him."
The goons were silent, until the secretary primly told them they can go about their business. All except for the secretary and the new Master remained.
"Mistress Hana, what can I do for you?" the secretary said. Her sharp voice was replaced by a gentle, soft one that showed loyalty to the Mistress.
Hana just smiled her usual smile.
"Go after Jenna. Find her and make sure she is gone once and for all."
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General Underscore Zero leads her large group of grunts forward to find Jenna. She does things her way though, so that means snatching any child she sees and brings him/her into a large, stinky bag. At last she came upon a girl named Lauri.
"I'll kidnap you too! Wait..." Underscore Zero squinted at her. "Aren't you... Lauri?"
"Yeah. What are you doing, kidnapping these poor kids?"
"For team Gordus."
"Then you're going have to pass me."
Lauri stood bravely, her Chikorita's shiny green Pokeball shimmering. They glared at each other, two former friends acting as enemies.
Just then, Erxia walked by and asked, "Whoa, what's with the weird suit, dude?"
Underscore Zero glared at her, letting down her guard for just a short period of time... just enough for Lauri to let out Chikorita and use a surprise Tackle.
"Owwch! Geez luweez," grumbled Underscore Zero, as she stumbled back into a girl that yelped,
"Hey! Look where you're going!"
Underscore Zero whipped back around, glaring a death glare at the girl, who turned out to be Notty.
"You," she growled, "are getting in the way of General Underscore Zero. Move out, or else."
The two glared at each other, until Notty threw her empty Pokeball at Underscore Zero.
"Ow! You, you..."
Underscore Zero reached for her Pokemon, Aux, but Chikorita came up behind her with Razor Leaf.
"AAAAAAAGHH!!!" screamed Underscore Zero, as large red cuts appeared on her legs.
"What, an ox?" asked Erxia. "So it's a Tauros?"
"No!!!" yelled Underscore Zero, trembling with rage. A large, fast blue figure with a gold crown on top sped behind the three.
The tail, being so long, with the tips of each of the furs sharp as needles, tripped and scraped the ankles of the three.
"Ow!" they said.
"Why are they so powerful?" wondered Lauri.
"No duh! The Pokemon is wearing an Arceus crown!" Erxia frowned as she spoke to her former enemy.
"Is there a way to defeat the thing?" asked Lauri.
"Sure! Remove that troublesome crown!"
"Are you forgetting about the tail?" asked Notty. "If we Cut off the tail, then maybe it couldn't do that powerful Tail Whip again."
"Sigh... does anyone have a Pokemon with the move Cut?" Erxia asked flatly.
"Try my Victreebel! When you guys were gone, I caught it," Lauri answered as she sent out a large, pitcher-plantlike Pokemon.
"Cut! Cut! Cut! Oh, but I keep missing!" Lauri said, discouraged. "Her Aux is just way too fast!"
"Any ideas?" Notty asked.
"Get your Crawdaunt to use Bubblebeam, and hurry!" urged Lauri.
"Wouldn't it-- oh!" Notty yelped as she released her Crawdaunt.
"Bubblebeam!" A continuous beam of bubbles left Crawdaunt's mouth, affecting everyone in the area. It wasn't very effective against Chikorita or Victreebel, being grass types. But Aux took full damage, also slowing down quite a bit.
"Cut!" Victreebel effectively used Cut on Aux, cutting off Aux's long tail.
"My turn! Joltik, thundershock on the bubbles sticking to Aux!" Erxia replied, acting fast. A bright bolt of electricity charged up the bubbles, giving Aux a huge paralysis attack. The three were about to advance on Aux, dealing as much damage as they can, but they hit nothingness. Underscore Zero had already returned her Aux.
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"Oh," huffed Underscore Zero. She turned back and said,
"Well, I can't play with you bozos. I have something to do," she said, leaping into the air away from the three. In a flash of light, she disappeared into the air. No evidence of her coming was left.
Back at the HQ, Hana was very displeased with Underscore Zero.
"Holla?" she asked irritably as she turned on her walkie-talkie.
"Yes, I'm here. What's up?" Underscore Zero answered.
"You're taking too long! Return to the HQ. I have a different task for you."
"Okay. Check if any of the children I rounded up are the 'Jenna' you're looking for," she said, cape trailing behind her as she raced to Dahlia town.
Meanwhile, Eric has no idea where he is. It's dark. It's smelly. What feels like dozens of whining worms writhing on him really got on his nerves. He wanted to cry, but then a strike hard as lightning would split his back. It was just a matter of time before he got sick of it.
"Shh... Litwick," he whispered as he let the candle-like Pokemon into the interior of the area. Eric pointed to one clothy, rough side, and Litwick nodded. Litwick tilted his head, so that his hot flames would burn the cloth. At once it started to smoke, then turn black. The tweed cloth slowly melted into Litwick's embers.
"Hot, hot, hot," Eric thought to himself as a few flames licked at his arms. He struggled free right when a surprised yelp was unleashed.
"The kid's getting away!" a voice said. Almost right after, an army of uniformed troops bundled him up in rope and brought him into a dank, dark lair.
A shadowed figure giggled from her wheeled office chair. She turned around, at first with a look of satisfaction. It soon morphed into a look of pure horror.
"Send for Underscore Zero immediately!" shrieked Hana. The secretary nodded and contacted her with her walkie-talkie. In no time, the caped general appeared in the office.
"I asked you for a child named 'Jenna'," growled Hana. "Do you think a BOY would be named 'Jenna'?"
Underscore Zero bowed her head and said, "No, ma'am."
Hana barred her teeth furiously. "Then why would you bring me a BOY?"
"If it weren't for this next mission in which you'd do great on," shrieked Hana, "then I wouldn't have bothered to keep you as a general! Go, get the legendary Uxie, Mesprit, and Azelf! Otherwise, don't bother coming back!"
Underscore Zero set off once again, this time to find the legendary Pokemon, Uxie, Azelf, and Mesprit.
"So Mistress Hana wants to control Dialga," Underscore Zero figured. She trotted on the road in her same sickeningly glittery pink boots, and moodily, she splashed some lake water onto it. But she regretted it later on the path, because she had to walk in soaking-wet, Barbie-would-even-hate-wearing-it boots. Once or twice she fell down onto the dusty Route 1.2, which was just one route away from the famous Route 0.556. Soon the dust was annoying Underscore Zero. Angrily she called out Aux, and an angry torrent of water came from her small yellow beak. It washed away nearby sand-type and fire-type Pokemon, while the Cacnea were just getting a drink. The dust was gone too, replaced by wet mud. But the happy-looking Cacnea angered Underscore Zero, so she told Aux to drill-peck them. At last satisfied, Underscore Zero reached the lush Route 0.556, the lone connecting route between the neighboring towns Rose Town and Lily Town.
She looked up at both towns, and her head felt dizzy. They looked almost just the same.
"You need help there?" asked a slightly impatient voice.
"Oh, Nat! My good friend, how are you?" Underscore Zero yelped.
"Eh." Natasha rolled her eyes, and looked back up at Underscore Zero. "Okay, I guess. So, need help?"
"Yeah. Which one is Rose Town?"
Natasha gave Underscore Zero a strange look.
"Uh... that one?" she said, pointing to the route.
"Don't get sassy with me!" Underscore Zero warned. "I'll sic my Aux on you!"
Natasha grinned. "Your Aux is nothing compared to Asruiddet."
"Then bring it on!"
Two Pokeballs hit the ground. Natasha smiled as if everything was going as planned, while Underscore Zero stared with pure horror.
After their battle with Underscore Zero, Lauri went to see her sister, Flora, in Lily Town. Notty decided to head back to the Jewel Safari for more rare Pokemon. Erxia didn't make up her mind yet, so she headed to the Cookie Parlor. But (yeah) it was already bankrupt. So that put Erxia into even more doubt.
"Oh, I really hope it hasn't come to this! No, I can't! But I have no choice!" she wailed overdramatically.
She unzipped her backpack and, with trembling hands, slowly pulled out a yellow box.
Meanwhile, Notty was on the peninsula that connects the Safari and the Pokemon-dwelling cities to the Trainer Cities.
"Not again!" she gasped.
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Underscore Zero froze. Both Aux and her have surprised looks on their faces. Then, slowly, their expression morphed into one bubbling with cruel laughter.
"Your stupid little Teddiursa is the Pokemon you call your ace?" she shrieked between guffaws. But Natasha was still smiling that trademark mysterious smile that made someone wonder if the universe was built around her. Underscore Zero didn't see it. Her Pokemon Aux didn't see it. But Asruiddet (now it's revealed that Asruiddet is Teddiursa spelled backwards) saw his trainer make a slight flick of a finger. Asruiddet took off. Red streaks of Asruiddet's violet-red fur spiraled around Aux, confusing her.
"Aux!" Underscore Zero gasped. The Pokemon fell to the floor.
"That was nothing," Natasha replied, twirling her long golden-brown hair around one finger. Her right hand, with her Master Ball in it, sucked Asruiddet back in. For a while, it was silent. Then, this enraged yet happy voice filled the air.
"Gotcha!" Underscore Zero said, grinning. Aux, pretending to be confused, sprang back up and used a Drill-Peck at Natasha. But Natasha just ducked once and once more, all until Aux was out of PP. Then, she threw her Master Ball again.
Poof. Smoky fog covered the arena. Natasha returned her Asruiddet just in time, and snatched the Master Ball back up. After that, Aux used up her PP quickly, randomly using attacks which all missed Natasha.
"I'll get you all right!" Underscore Zero grimaced. Her face was wet with water that came from Aux's Hydro Pump. She pulled the hoodie for her General uniform on tighter, and wrapped her cape around her in a desparate attempt to stay warm.
"Why can't you be a fire type?" Underscore Zero moaned. Aux turned to her trainer and gave her a dirty look. But Underscore Zero just rolled her eyes and lit a match. She found a tree branch and attempted to start a fire, but it went out. She facepalmed and then kicked it aside.
"Stupid Sudowoodo branches," she muttered. She found some grass and set it on fire.
"Ahhh," she said. The flickering red fire danced around her as a muffled scream broke out.
"What is it?" she sighed.
"AAAAAAA," a voice answered. "I'M ON FIRRE!!!"
Underscore Zero looked at the grass and did a double take.
"An Oddish? Can't you let me warm up without setting a Pokemon on fire?" she fumed at Aux. Aux gave her a reproachful look, then let out a Hydro Pump, putting out the fire and once again splashing Underscore Zero with water. She grumbled a few swear words, then she walked through the intersection of the two towns. They were lit with blue and red lights, making the night feel brighter than the day. She sat there, soaking wet, looking up at the miraculous display of lights.
"Amazing," she whispered. Then she got up and said,
"Enough of all that. Time to get to work. So roses are red. That means the town with red lights is of course the renowned Rose Town." She started off into the left path towards the town with red lights. Soon she stumbled by an inn.
"Hello visitor," Flora said politely. "How may I help you?"
"I need to find Tumbleweed's lab," she explained.
"But I thought his lab was in Rose Town!" exclaimed Flora.
"I thought this was Rose Town! The one with red lights!"
"Water lilies are red," Flora explained. "And a few rare roses are blue. Does that help you?"
"Lots," Underscore Zero grumbled. "Now I have to walk all the way around."Underscore Zero knew that Mistress Hana would be angry if she activated her Team Gordus walkie-talkie at this time. So she slunk into the blue aura that surrounded Rose Town.
"Where's Tumbleweed's lab?!" she demanded with an icy voice. Nobody answered her. So she resorted to breaking into any house she sees, and creeps out a whole bunch of civilians.
"Oh, sorry, but if someone told me where Tumbleweed's lab is, I wouldn't have to do this!" she told a teenage boy.
"Tumbleweed?" he repeated. "Why are you looking for him?"
"It's urgent. You know, something that can't wait until morning," Underscore Zero answered.
"I'll tell you where Tumbleweed is, in return for a favor," he answered in a mysterious way.
Meanwhile, at the border of the Jewel Safari, Notty obviously met some trouble.
"Not again!" she groaned. "These annoying Psyduck are clogging up the path."
"Couldn't your Piplup use Fly?" a voice asked from behind.
"Yeah... but she could only carry a Pokemon from my team. She can't carry a human," Notty answered doubtfully.
"Are you sure? I bet your Crawdaunt's much heavier than you."
"Well, I'd be carrying all seven-- I mean six-- Pokemon while Piplup has to Fly me, Crawdaunt, Medicham, Sneasel, Chimecho, Steelix, and Machamp above the whole crowd of Psyduck."
"Okay then," he sighed. "Looks like it really can't be done. A Piplup carrying a Steelix, how preposterous. What level's your Piplup?"
"I think either Level 50 or 55... dunno," Notty answered.
"Then why'd you not evolve it?"
"Uhh... I don't think you'd understand."
"Girls," Lecter thought to himself. "They all want to keep their Pokemon itsy-bitsy and adorable."
Instead of saying his thoughts aloud, he just went with a more blank response.
"Well..." Notty looked like she was about to burst into tears. "It's not that I don't want to evolve Piplup. The problem is..." Notty trailed off.
"Piplup isn'tevolving. It's... so... sad."
"What?!" Lecter answered in shock.
"I'll give you the details later," Notty explained, releasing her Piplup.
"Fly," Notty commanded. Piplup struggled, but little by little, she took to the sky.
"Hooray!" Notty exclaimed. Piplup's concentration was broken, and Notty was sent tumbling to the ground.
"YEEAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!" she screamed, but then noticed she was alright. But she landed on something soft. And that something didn't look too happy.
"Oh no," mumbled Notty as she tried to push through the Psyduck crowd. But they were blocking the path pretty well.
"If I don't want to be Pecked, then I should... jump!" Notty leaped into the sky, bouncing on a whole bunch of Psyduck until the made it to the other side.
"Whew," she said. "Piplup, return!"
For a while nothing happened. No Pokemon returned into Piplup's Pokeball.
"N-no..." Notty started, but then was interrupted by a pair of two small wings flapping.
"Piplup!" Notty said, overjoyed. "You're back!" But Piplup gave Notty an are-you-crazy look before she went back into her Pokeball.
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"So?" asked Underscore Zero. "Where's Tumbleweed?"
The intelligent-looking teen raised his eyebrows.
"Do you promise to do me a favor?"
"Well," Underscore Zero answered, "only if it's a quick favor."
"Dust off the shelf with Mesprit, Uxie, and Azelf on it, please," he replied, rolling over in his small bed, yawning.
"Mesprit...? Uxie...? Azelf...?" Underscore Zero gasped. She quickly turned back to the teen, now fast asleep.
"Hey! Who are you? Tell me!" she hollered. But the only reaction from the boy was him putting a pillow over his head.
Then she turned back to look at the shelf.
"I guess it doesn't matter if it comes from Tumbleweed or just some teenage boy," she cackled, snatching the three Pokemons' Pokeballs. "All that matters is that I have Uxie, Azelf, and Mesprit!"
She kicked open the door, looking back up at a starry night sky.
"The timing can't be more perfect," she whispered.
Meanwhile, in the boy's house, he rubbed his eyes and looked back at the shelf. His clueless, calm expression became a look of great worry.
"What?" he gasped. Then he looked outside his window. No sign of the invisible thief was left.
Lauri, heading outside to evolve her Gold Eevee into a Gold Umbreon, heard a bit of noise coming from a bush in Route 1.2.
"Er...?" she wondered, looking down to see what was in the bush. Then she got in herself.
"You're squishing me!" rasped an impatient and very tired voice.
"U-oh? What are you doing here?"
"Laur?" she asked, confused. "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" replied Lauri.
"Ah, just trying to open the door to the 5th dimension. Want to come with?"
"Yeah," answered Lauri. "Go ahead, open the door. I'll go evolve my Gold Eevee."
"Wait..." Underscore Zero snatched the Gold Eevee Pokeball. It too was gold.
"I need to borrow your Eevee, hon. I'll give it back after I'm done." Underscore Zero's voice was barely a whisper.
"What are you doing?" replied Lauri apprehensively.
"Evolving your Eevee," Underscore Zero said matter-of-factly. There was a thump of four Pokeballs dropping, and opening all at once with a click.
"Uxie, Mesprit, Azelf," commanded Underscore Zero while she removed dust from an emblem hidden in the sand. "Put your power onto the emblem. This will open the door to another universe."
The Pokemon nodded obediently, and did what they were asked without hesitation (because all Gordus members are given stolen gym badges). The circle lit up with energy, turning Gold Eevee into an illuminating Gold Umbreon.
"This energy makes Pokemon happy," Underscore Zero explained. "But it's very dangerous for humans to come in contact with this. So, the faster the energy disappears, the quicker we can go to the 5th dimension."
"Yeah! Fifth dimension, here we come!" Lauri said. The energy crackled and disappeared. A muddy village can be seen between the bolts of dangerous energy. When all of it fizzled out, Lauri and Underscore Zero jumped in.
"These people are said to be very powerful. Don't let your guard down," warned Underscore Zero. Lauri nodded in response.
Meanwhile, Jenna's mom was worried out of her mind about Jenna.
"Where can she be?" she wondered. Then she remembered that mysterious letter she received from someone about leaving to go somewhere.
"That insolent child," she growled, getting angrier by the second. Just then, the phone in the living room rang with a sound that was almost just like clattering cans.
"Coming," she said, hurrying to pick up the phone. She held it up to her ear, saying, "Hello?"
"Yes, I'm your neighbor. You see, Jenna isn't gone because she wants to be gone...."
Meanwhile at the same time, Ninjaethon was also on the phone.
"Yes, I'm glad you understand... adios." He hung up. Pikachu, now sucking electricity out of his phone, said, "PikaCHUUUUU!!!"
"Yeah, thanks for reminding me," Ninjaethon answered. He had a pretty good house compared to his neighbors', but it's hard to keep up on the electricity fee. He grabbed a Meowth he found on Route 8^7, and he got him to use Pay Day.
"I love the Roots Region in the 5th dimension, but I want to know how it is to be in what they call the First Dimension," he sighed.
"Pika," Pikachu agreed. Pikachu really doesn't like living in Muck Town, but his one comfort was the fact that he and his trainer would be moving to Obsidian Town in a month, because Ninjaethon won the lottery.
A few days ago, Pikachu didn't understand why they should move to Obsidian Town. See, Obsidian Town is the fashion capitol, and Pikachu disliked fashion.
A few days ago...
"Pika?" asked Pikachu.
"Good question, Pikachu. We're going to Obsidian Town because there's a gym there. Won't you like to have a first gym battle?"
"Pika..." sighed Pikachu happily. He wants to prove his strength, and now he has that chance.
Flashback end... back to reality, people!
At the same time, Geloz, a wandering trainer from Roots Region was traveling to Opal Town for his eighth gym badge.
"Look out, Gymleader Dark Maiden! Here I come!"
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Underscore Zero and Lauri landed in a beautiful meadow, close to a town made completely out of metal.
"These guys are years ahead of us," muttered Underscore Zero in utter shock.
"I dunno," Lauri replied. "These people look like real pushovers compared to Rose Town's own townspeople."
"Ah, who cares," murmured Underscore Zero. "Come on, let's check out this place."
They walked away on Route 5^2 towards the steel town. At once they noticed tons of differences.
"Hello," Lauri said, waving to a little girl with blue-green hair.
"Eh?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you some kind of Erxia mini-me?"
"I'm THE Erxia. I'm no doppelganger," she retorted.
"Boy, is the 5th dimension weird," grumbled Underscore Zero. "You guys have a Gym Leader here? I'm bored."
"Nah," answered the younger Erxia. "Our Gym Leader died a few months ago. His son's still left, but he's bad with Pokemon. Worse, he's a nerd."
"Yeah," a teenage boy chimed in. "I beat his dad pretty bad once. Right now I'm here looking for the Elite Three robotic maze."
"It sucks!" Erxia exclaimed. "Nobody was able to beat all of the Elite Three ever since Dr. Sunbun built the Steel Maze."
"Ooh, I love mazes!" squealed Underscore Zero.
"This maze would make you, yes, even you, hate mazes," little Erxia replied. "And, you can't go into the maze without all eight of the Roots Region badges."
"Ha," snorted Underscore Zero, "so the badges are like: stem badge, root badge, leaf badge, pollen badge..."
"You're someone to make fun of Roots Region!" screeched Tiny Erxia, face turning red. "Roots, as in, 6^3 root."
"Plus Sign Badge, Minus Sign Badge, Pi Badge..." Underscore Zero continued. Tiny Erxia facepalmed.
"Go Chocolate Cookie!"
A brown Eevee plopped to the floor. Lauri was not impressed.
"And I thought you guys were exceptionally strong! All you have are NORMAL Pokemon? Please tell me this is all a joke and that you actually have Gold Pokemon in this region," Lauri exclaimed with disapproval.
Tiny Erxia rolled her eyes. Poison (the teenage boy) snickered, trying and failing to cover it.
"I just have normals because I prefer normals."
"Ha, boy is Erxia one to mislead people! All my Pokemon are Shiny Gold, just Gold, or just Shiny. But these are rare."
"I've got my Gold Eevee from a fossil. The people from my town say that the only way to get a gold Pokemon is to revive it from a gold-covered fossil," Lauri answered. "I heard people from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Unova never heard of a Gold Pokemon."
"Not counting me," Poison commented. "You see, I'm the retired Champion from all four of those regions."
Tiny Erxia snickered and told the dimension-traversing duo,
"Yeah, he always says these kind of untrue stuff. Come aside, there's a good Tauros King where you can get some great burgers."
Meanwhile, at the First Dimension's Omicron region, Jay was already getting stronger. He looked around for a gym, but then he facepalmed and said,
"Augh, what was I expecting? This IS just Rose Town. It's funding's bad, of course. I'll head to Dahlia Town..." he grumbled.
"Bone!" Cubone exclaimed.
"Oh! What is it?"
"Sorry... I don't speak Poke-nese."
"CUBONE!" Cubone screamed, pointing to the road.
"What? Oh, Team Gordus. Don't worry, guardian Cubone. I'm ready to take those bozos on."
A battle vibe filled the street of the town they were in, perhaps because trainerbattle music was playing.
"Go Metagross!" The Pokemon landed hard onto the concrete of the street, cracking it.
"Y-you used Earthquake? Why didn't the device detect a PP change?" a grunt asked with a shaking tone. Jay facepalmed. He knew Team Gordus was dumb... just not that dumb. The air was still for a few seconds before the grunt reached for their Pokeballs.
"Now your Earthquake won't affect us!" the grunts laughed.
Jay looked at his Metagross. He made a downward swiping motion with his left forefinger and nodded.
"Ha, scared, aren't you?" taunted a grunt. They didn't even notice their Pokemon crashing to the ground.
"Return, then come out again, Metagross!"
A random voice said,
"Mothim, Butterfree, and Spearow fainted!"
"That boy is too good," mumbled one grunt to another. "Let's come back another day." The goons agreed and retreated quickly.
Chapter 16 (Click to View)
It wasn't long until Erxia (from 1st dimension) figured out that there was a counterfeit of herself from another dimension. That's because Erxia goes on Pokemon Omega Forums. She read a post of her story as a biography named Guardians of Pokemon. Then she saw another Erxia applying for a character.
"I'm gonna call my lawyer," she grumbled moodily.
Meanwhile, Damsela, a calm, simple girl, traveled to an unknown town called Baby's Breath Town. It was a tiny village where most people living there are poor farmers or shepherds, living off entirely of what they produce.
It's about 4:00 in the morning, the usual time shepherds lead their sheep out to graze and farmers start tending their plants. It's summer, so the mornings are warm enough to get out of bed early. In the spring, farmers seed. In the summer, farmers tend their plants. In the fall, they harvest and start storing up for winter. In the winter, farmers get the whole season off.
The shepherd is not as lucky. He tends his sheep all year-round, dealing with sickness the sheep happen to have. In the winter, he has to give his sheep warmth. In the summer, he has to keep his sheep cool. In the spring and fall, he has more down time, but all in all, the life of a shepherd in Baby's Breath Town is pretty hard. The reason that most villagers choose to be a shepherd is all because of the story of Penny Gate. But yeah, we'll start talking about Penny Gate in the next set of chapters, so forget about Penny just for now.
Damsela's favorite part about visiting this odd new town is the people's chastity and kindness. Some of the city people had bad attitudes, which Damsela learned to deal with. She liked the peacefulness of the rural town, where everyone minded their own business and learned to help the less fortunate.
"They know how it's like to live the hard life," she thought while trotting upon an open pasture. In the city, the grassy areas called "lawns" would only earn you an angry person yelling to get off their territory. In the rural town of Baby's Breath Town, she could see the world in all its beauty. The fading stars, slowly disappearing into the red glow of the sunrise, were a view he did not see often. Houses blocked the way, and pollution covered the faint glow of ivory stars.
"Luvdisc, come out," she whispered. The Pokeball opened and a heart-shaped pink Pokemon came out of its encasement.
"Luvdisk!" Luvdisc gasped. He too looked up at the stunning sight of a yellow orb rising from the edge of the horizon. The sky around it was red as a tomato, as the sluggish orb pushed up from the horizon. Half of it came out, and then more than half. Before they knew it, the sun was shining brightly in the sky.
"7:00," said Damsela as she checked her watch. "Time for me to get going. Luvdisc, return."
When the Pokeball sucked Luvdisc back in, Damsela was already up and going. She was almost at the exit of the town when he heard a voice call her.
"Damsy... Damsela..." The voice was quiet and gentle, and something about it was familiar."My dear Damsy... come." Damsela looked back behind herself, but there was no person in sight.
"Strange," she muttered as he turned to exit.
"Damsela! Don't leave... please." The desperation in the voice was obvious.
There was a small moment of silence. Then, Damsela turned away from the door, his eyes struggling to keep tears from pouring out.
"I-it can't be! Not possible! You died in this very town of allergies!" Damsela turned. She could almost see her mother's two serious brown eyes when she looked back.
Meanwhile, younger Erxia, Poison, Underscore Zero, and Lauri are munching on some Tauros burgers and fries.
"I want some dessert," complained Lauri.
"Okay! Ahem... waiter dudes," younger Erxia waved at two random waiters.
"Uh... a fast-food restaurant has waiters?" asked Lauri.
Younger Erxia laughed.
"You guys don't? Gee... anyways, one ice cream please!"
One waiter looked back at younger Erxia and asked,
"One ice cream. Would you want a Vanillish or a Vanilluxe? Want a Cherubi on top?"
Younger Erxia nudged Lauri. "Tell him," she whispered.
"Actually," Lauri replied, "I really prefer you NOT to use live Pokemon. At one fast-food store, a Vanillish yelled, 'I'm too young to die! Don't eat me!' It creeped me out. Eating live Pokemon is kind of scary."
"Then I'll offer you, miss, a waffle cone."
"I'm not a 'miss'," she grumbled.
"Wait a second!" Poison exclaimed. "You're using that phrase Erxia says all the time! You're kinda phony, if you don't know that."
"Says the guy that claims to be the champion of five regions? Pshaw!" laughed younger Erxia.
"It's true!" Poison argued.
"Yeah, it totaaaaly is," younger Erxia sarcastically.
"I'll... I'll prove it to you!" replied Poison as he dug frantically in his backpack. Soon, he grabbed forty gym badges.
"Ha! These are the badges from the five regions!" he bragged.
"Yes, you have the badges. Still doesn't prove you're the champion," younger Erxia replied.
"Here are Pokemon from every region!"
"Only proves that you trade a lot. Or you steal Pokemon."
Poison's face turned bright red. He dug out a certificate of achievement.
"Could be Photoshopped."
Poison facepalmed in defeat. "You have me beat, Erxia. There's no way I can prove it to you."
"Hey, what's this?" asked Underscore Zero. She picked up a wet, gray pile of papers.
"Yeah. What are these?" asked Poison.
"But I thought this was YOUR stuff!" younger Erxia reminded him.
"Newspapers, maybe?" Lauri suggested.
"Oh yeah, THOSE newspapers. Nothing important, just stuff I got from Blue, Lance, Wallace, Cynthia, and Alder."
"Stop trying to prove yourself," younger Erxia said, rolling her eyes. "We all know that you can't possibly be the champion of five regions."
"Oh, but I'm interested," said Lauri. "Can-- I mean, may-- I read?"
"Oh, sure," Poison said, throwing them over to Lauri. She carefully spread them out.
"Hey, that's you!" Lauri exclaimed. "'Lance's final Defeat'... 'Blue's Downfall'... 'Wallace Outdone by Child Trainer'... 'Cynthia's One Weakness'... 'Alder No Longer Top Trainer'... okay, I believe you now."
"Nah," younger Erxia disagreed. "It's probably Photoshopped."
"Uh... that's a possibility," Lauri agreed.
Just then, the waiter came with the ice cream and noticed the newspapers.
"Oh, yeah, I remember those. Those came out in 1998 or sometime. That person Poison is really some trainer."
Younger Erxia took a deep breath and said,
"I never thought I'd believe you. But you can't be that good of a trainer unless you beat all three of us in a trainer battle."
"Okay. 1... 2... 3..."
"Go!" said the four.
Chapter 17 (Click to View)
Erxia turned back around, looking at the yellow box.
"I'm in so much doubt," she sighed. "Come on, golden Oreos. It's all up to you now."
She really didn't want to eat them, mainly because they were getting sort of stale.
"Why oh why did I not eat them earlier?" she wondered.
"Well," she thought, "these are the only cookies I have left. Phooey."
She gobbled down the whole box, barely noticing the staleness.
"Much better," she mumbled. She turned on her TV and browsed through all the worst channels. The cheesy acting always cheered her up.
"Go, Swordplay!" a girl on TV yelled.
It didn't take long for Erxia to notice something... familiar about them.
"I know those two!" she exclaimed. "That's what's-her-face, and that's Lauri. But how did they get into a TV show?"
"Not that I care," she thought to herself.
The trainer standing at the opposite side of the fast-food restaurant smiled mysteriously. With one simple wave of a finger, the terrain began to change dramatically.
"That's sooo fake," Erxia smirked. "Look, the grass has shapes on it."
"Welcome to my turf," said the trainer calmly. "I'd prefer not battling. You all are so tender, so delicate. I may hurt you with my extreme battling style."
"Cut out the smart-talking," a girl that seemed very familiar to Erxia sneered. "You haven't beat us yet. You have no right to smart-talk us."
"Meet my other self," the mysterious trainer whispered. He beckoned a small boy, dressed in black. He could only barely be seen within the darkness that enveloped the battlefield.
"Pleased to meet you," the boy muttered. "I'm Cade. This is my town. I'm sorry to say that you'll have a hard time battling, especially with all the NPCs around here under my control."
"Typical," muttered Erxia. "They always use NPCs and treat them like real people."
"Resetti!" Cade bellowed. "Surround the battling area so that the visitors cannot run off."
The ground rumbled. A small brown mole with a yellow hat and a pick popped up.
"Somebody's resettin'? I'll give'em a real good talk..."
"No, no," Cade explained. "We need you to surround this area for a... battle, I think it was."
"Whoa, there, Cade, buddy," Resetti jolted. "I haven't surrounded the area for a battle in, what's that, ten years! Yes, ten years. I remember back then..."
"Yes, yes, just go and do what I told you," Cade answered slightly impatiently. Resetti nodded, and piles of dirt surrounded the area.
"We can just jump over them," the girl snickered. "Nice try, Poison. You should find something better for a barrier."
"You can't jump in Animal Crossing," Cade and Poison answered at the same time.
"What?" the girl asked.
"Erxia, listen to me. You can't jump in Animal Crossing," Poison repeated.
"So it was her that copied me!" fumed the more mature Erxia.
"Animal Crossing? What in the world is that?" asked younger Erxia.
"It's a game on the DS, Wii, and some others," answered Cade.
"Never mind that, Cade," said Poison. "Go, my ace!"
The Pokeball went up. It stayed up. It still didn’t come down. After some time, a loud “pop” filled the air.
“Cade,” Poison told the boy, whom was completely visible in the now-morning sky, “you have been taking your time and effort to help me every battle. So here’s something in return.”
A large package dropped, fast. Cade chased after it, until he was stopped by a river flowing through the middle of the town.
Cade’s face had devastation frozen on it. Or rather, shock. Right after the loud splash, another ground-shaking sound shocked all but Poison.
A large Pokemon came out of the Pokeball, flying up in the air.
“Here we go again,” grumbled the younger Erxia, with her Gallade still at her side.
“That’s it! Splash, and two Earthquakes, all without using any of the moveset!” shouted Poison over the noise, glimpsing at the wobbling trainers on the other side.
“You… you…” Underscore Zero started.
“Afraid of my power? Well, it was your decision to fight,” Poison answered.
“But… you…” Laurelle shouted over the shaking.
“You cheat, you mean,” a voice from one side stated. “You do know it’s against all Omega rules to take a battle to another video game.”
“Cheat?” scoffed Poison. “This is just the way I battle!”
“Well, you must stop. Rhodes region is ruled over by the Omega government, and we can’t have you doing this.”
“Poison,” wailed the little Erxia. “It’s as if you change into another person when you battle.”
“So there’s a story behind this? Well, let us explain it all carefully, and maybe that will help clear things up.”
Poison unwillingly returned his large Mamoswine. The background changed back into the Fifth Dimension Rhodes region’s most renowned restaurant.
“Typical,” muttered Erxia, still watching everything. To her surprise, everyone stared at her.
“What—how—” Erxia spluttered, shocked beyond what she could imagine.
“We should be asking you the questions!” scoffed Underscore Zero. “How did you get here?”
“What, another portal?” gasped the government authority. “This is pretty messy, but as the administration, it’s our job to clean it up.”
“Administration?” everyone asked.
“We’re basically the Omega police. I suggest you treat us with some basic respect, because we have power beyond imaginable.”
“Oh?” everyone asked.
“All that aside. I believe Poison has something to tell us.”
“Well,” he answered sheepishly, “I really didn’t know at first. I won’t do it again.”
“Huh. You were so defiant a moment ago,” replied the administrator. “It looks like there’s more to help straighten up than just the portals.”
“I’ll tell you it all,” Poison said, nodding. “All of it, from beginning to the end.”
Poison, as a young boy, received his first Treeko. They were inseparable friends, and understood each other more well than brothers. Then, after he caught his shiny Aron, Piloswine, and Growlithe, Poison went to try his first battle at the Rhodes region’s Haunted Gym.
“We’ll be able to do it, Treeko!” cheered Poison loudly. “Come on!”
After he entered the gym and defeated the wild ghosts surrounding the gym’s battleground, he faced Amber.
“I’m warning you,” she told him in a very, very serious way, “I will not go easy on you just because you’re a boy. You would not believe who I am, and I will give you one last chance to step out.” Her dark, cold indigo eyes were extremely serious.
“No! I’ll be able to do it, don’t worry!” he answered.
“I’m sorry I have to battle, but you forced me to.”
Then all was black. Poison slowly awakened, staring awkwardly at the ceiling of the emergency room.
“Will he be okay?” he heard.
“Perhaps,” a girl answered. “I’m just worried about the Curse on him.”
“No less. We’re trying our very best, but the Curse has been sealed off.”
“Describe your troubles, ma’am.”
“So, when I located the Curse, light poured out. I’m guessing Light Screen, but there is no crack in that wall of light.”
“Yes, but according to another person, the Curse must be destroyed quickly.”
“Because otherwise, it will be permanent. The poor boy will live with it his whole life.”
Flashback ends. Dramatic music plays.
Chapter 18 (Click to View)
Damsela turned around. Something wasn’t right. Ever since she wandered off into a strange region, her gut feeling told her that 24/7.
“Or maybe I’m just hungry,” she muttered to herself. She took out a large picnic basket and ate some zero-calorie cookies.
“Now I feel energized,” she lied. She really felt horrible after she took on zero-calorie food. Somebody once told her that calories were energy. She had once cussed the heck out at that person. Finally, five years and a half after, she felt Karma give it to her.
Something shifted beside her. She turned her head and looked. Nothing. But that would only be if it was someone else looking. For her, she saw someone very familiar.
She got up and walked toward her. The girl tumbled backward in shock.
“…Amber? That’s… that’s just not possible!” gasped Damsela.
Amber’s twinkling anything-but-amber eyes had a mischievous look that made Damsela kind of uncomfortable.
“So you do remember me,” Amber smirked. “Long time no see, miss.”
Damsela’s surprised look turned to an angry rage. She snatched Amber by her cloak, then said with her teeth gritted,
“You put a Curse on a boy! You’re downright evil!”
Amber laughed. She pulled free from Damsela’s grip, falling onto the cold grass.
“What can you do about it?” laughed Amber.
“You—you witch! You—you,” Damsela growled.
“Ha,” Amber laughed. “Even at this age, you still let your unceasing emotions take you away.”
“You feelingless monster!” Damsela replied, fists clenched.
“What’s bad about being feelingless?” smiled Amber. She got up and teleported, waving goodbye to her rival for what she believed is the last time.
Damsela ran to the spot Amber disappeared. She looked everywhere, but now not even her sharp green eyes can locate her now.
She kneeled on the grass, panting. Before long, she collapsed on the grass and fell asleep in the smack middle of Amber’s last footprints on the Omicron region.
Hana, however, had no time for sleeping. She was wide awake, in a carriage drawn by black-maned horses. Surrounded by Team Gordus grunts, they were marching at midnight to a large mountain rising above the clouds.
“U-0? Please report to the tallest mountain in Roots—sorry, Rhodes—region. We’ll be bombing the seal between the two regions.”
“Mistress?” the secretary asked. “What’s your plan?”
“Good question, Riley,” she smiled. “You won’t believe this but—”
“But what?” she asked.
“I’m heading home.”
Justin woke to loud bomb sounds that came from the right of his gym. Half asleep and still in his pajamas, he looked outside and saw a mountain collapsing. The dirt rained down hard on his roof, just as water from a faucet would bombard a marble underneath it. He jumped up, dressed quickly, and evacuated the Thunderfire gym. Of course he took his Blitzle and Ponyta, both unusually powerful for their level.
He barely made it. His red T-shirt got smudged with dirt so much, it was almost completely brown.
“I’ll clean it once I get to my old house,” he thought. At that time, he felt lucky he is more athletic than just the ordinary folk.
“I would have been buried alive if I wasn’t,” he thought grimly. “So there’s no business complaining about a T-shirt.”
“Help,” a quiet, weak voice from under the soil called.
“Oh, I’ll be right there!” he answered, alarmed. He dug through the soil, finding lots of people that happened to be buried in the soil.
There were two girls, both with turquoise hair and similar clothes. He assumed that they were sisters. Then, he found one person he recognized as an administrator, and another with torn jeans and messy hair whom he nicknamed “Jack Frost” teasingly.
“I’m glad you’re okay… um, what’s your name?”
“Wait…” both Erxias looked at each other suspiciously.
“Alrighty, but can I call you Jack Frost?” Justin answered.
“Um… whatever you want,” he muttered in reply.
“And you?” asked Justin.
“Sorry, but I have no time. The administration has a mess on their hands, and things are not looking up.” He got up, got rid of the dirt that almost covered him, and went to the other side of the mountain.
“Oh well,” Justin shrugged. “But come, I know a good inn where you can stay!”
The inn would be what the Rhodes region inhabitants thought of as their “Flora’s inn”. Their business was—and still is—really good, even though it was run by one busy girl.
“Here we are. Have a good night’s rest,” Justin told them.
“But… it’s almost noon,” little Erxia complained.
Chapter 19! (Click to View)
Jenna climbed out of a pile of dirt. The mountain in front of the inn collapsed, and it wasn’t pretty. She narrowly missed being hit by a wild Munchlax that thought she was a slice of pizza, and some of the Roggenrola narrowly missed her head as they tumbled down. She rubbed her two arms, red with cuts. She did feel lucky that she survived.
Next thing she knew, her curiosity took her to the spot the mountain collapsed. There was an army of people she knew to be the “government” of Omicron: Team Gordus. She rushed forward, trying not to be spotted. She witnessed their power firsthand, and knew very well that one of her cannot so much as to scratch their large army of ten thousand (or so she guessed).
“Lily?” she whispered. Her Lillipup grinned.
“My trainer hasn’t forgotten about me,” Lillipup thought happily.
She advanced forward behind the grunts, when she heard a little mutter.
“She should be coming now.”
Jenna felt a bit frightened. Did they know she was spying on them? She cautiously walked around them, careful not to be noticed. She stepped on something thin and wriggling, which she assumed to be a snake. A poisonous one.
“Aaaaaaah!” she shrieked. She bumped into a grunt, and he didn’t look happy. He chased after her viciously, knocking over some other grunts. They then chased him, knocking over even more grunts. Soon the whole place was in chaos.
“What is going on here?” Hana demanded. Jenna stopped cold. She recognized that steely voice, and that paralyzed her with panic.
“It’s her, mistress!” the first grunt to be knocked over accused. “It’s all her fault!”
“Bring her to me. It’s good to see an old friend again,” she answered, saying “friend” as if that was the last thing she wanted to call her.
Jenna’s strength wasn’t—and still isn’t—enough to overcome the strength of about twenty Gordus grunts. She struggled, but knew that struggling is only delaying the inevitable. Not much longer, she was bound and taken prisoner.
“Well! Isn’t this my old classmate, miss Jenna?” Hana laughed with satisfaction. She turned to the grunts. “Take her to the Gordus prisoner interrogation #654. Now.”
Underscore Zero, crawling skillfully under the dirt, appeared in front of her master.
“So? What have you learned about the Rhodes region?” asked Hana.
“Lots, mistress. In fact, there’s a stowaway—no, two stowaways—from the Omicron region.”
Eli, Rose Town’s very own, was the only one in the spirit to go get a 2013 starter. He skipped over to Tumbleweed’s lab, right when he was studying a strange dirt-covered mound.
“Hey, Tumbleweed. I’m here for the starter. Can you do me a favor and give me the pick?”
“Er… I don’t know. First, the 2013 set of starters were stolen. Two, I’m pretty busy. And three, the most worst dilemma of the three, you used ‘can’ when the right word for the sentence is ‘may’.”
“Er, professor?” Eli asked.
“Yes, little one?”
“I have a set of dilemmas too. First, I need a Gible for the Official Dragon Training Competition. Two, you’re almost just as old as me and you’re calling me a ‘little one’. Three, the very worst one of the three, you accused me of grammar mistakes when you just stated one. ‘Most worst’ indeed.”
Tumbleweed facepalmed, pushing himself backwards and tipping over a potion. It exploded loudly as it mixed with a greenish potion. The cloud of vapor mixed with microscopic potion particles landed on the dirt mound.
Things seemed to go in slow motion, like in movies. Tumbleweed dove forward, loudly and dramatically yelling “Nooooooooooo…”. Then things seemed to move quickly. Tumbleweed crashed into a Riolu, and that Riolu used Force Palm in anger. Tumbleweed yelled “ow!!”, and then Riolu hopped over to Eli.
“I’ve expected a Gible, but still!” Eli said cheerfully. He shook the tiny Riolu’s hand as Riolu jumped into a Pokeball. It snapped shut, and Eli fastened it to his belt.
“Come on, Riolu! We’re going to get stronger, together! They jumped out the door, skipped around Rose Town, and then went to the Exercise Room.”
“This-this’ll help us g-get strong f-fast!” Eli said, struggling to raise two thirty-pound weights.
“Rio-lu!” Riolu answered in protest, with two fifty-pound weights almost crushing him.
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Justice, judge of the Dragon Contest, walked in without a peep. It was a total mess and she hated messes. It took a moment to take in all the damage done.
First, the stage, the curtains, the EVERYTHING were covered with icky dirt. Hateful, disgusting dirt. Justice felt like throwing up. Once she herself had discovered that tiny snakes with no eyeballs live there. What was it called, worms? She shook her head in pure disgust. Terrible.
The stage, overrun with boulders, damaged her beautiful velvet carpet she used the rest of her money to buy. The cleaning fees were enormous! She slammed her head onto her polished desk. It was completely spotless, but Justice didn't notice at all. Exasperated, she sighed loudly. Her career's over. Of course there's no way she'll be able to repair the place so that customers would want to come. Angrily she threw a rock out the window. The dull tapping sound of the rock bouncing off the roof calmed her down. So she did it once more. Soon anyone nearby could hear the noise.
Origins looked up. Did something just fall onto his house? He hoped not. Looking out the window, he noticed that a stream of things were flying out the window of the Dragon contest stage.
"Have you seen some things clattering on the roof?" he yelled from the window.
Justice looked up. She quickly hid her stones, and replied, "Er... I don't believe so!"
Origins sighed. That's good. Last time it took a long time to clean up all the dirt. If he had to do one more chore...
"I would fall apart and lay as a living corpse on the dining table," he thought. He particularly disliked Justice because of her loudness and tried to talk to her as little as possible. At first he thought that she was throwing rocks at him. So much like her to do that, to just make messes for others and stay high and mighty as the Dragon contest judge.
Though he didn't like the judge, Origins liked the legendary Dragon Contests. Usually there were some bad costumes and some very, very funky choreography that made him laugh extremely hard. Despite all that, his favorite was still the battle. Each trainer had his or her own battling style, and Origins himself never saw a repeat. Some were quiet and thoughtful, while others were confident and very loud. The whole Dragon Contest 1-on-1 battle section was like a walk in a beautiful meadow; the journey is more important than the destination.
"Right! Come out, Trapinch. We'll be able to win this time, judging by the way the contest's all messed up. Nobody
else would think to go. Come on, Trapinch!"
"Pinch!" Trapinch agreed.
Eli raced forward, huffing.
"Some crazy dude from the exercise room is following us, Riolu, and it's FREAKING ME OUT!!!" Eli screamed.
"Riolu," Riolu mumbled in agreement as he continued to run with the 50-lb. weights. Eli ran alongside him, throwing his dumbbells in desperation. He chugged his water bottle while Riolu just looked at him.
"Rio-lu?" Riolu asked, annoyed.
"Oh, right! You're thirsty too! Here you go, an Oran berry!" replied Eli, huffing as he pulled out a sticky Oran berry.
Riolu looked at it in disgust and gave Eli a you-know-I-hate-Oran-berries-especially-sticky-ones-so-why-are-you-giving-me-one look. Eli didn't really understand what Riolu was trying to tell him, so he nudged it towards Riolu and said, "It's okay, 's okay."
Riolu used Force Palm and somehow shoved Eli's Oran berry into his face.
"Mmm," Eli said sarcastically. Riolu misunderstood that and shoved the rest of the Oran berries into Eli's mouth.
"A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a... WUDDER YE DOOEN?" murmured Eli, face stuffed with icky blue berries. Riolu laughed quietly.
After a long, long time, Eli swallowed all the Oran berries. Feeling sick, he ran in circles around town.
"Excuse me?" a voice asked.
"Uhhh... yea?" Eli answered.
"My Trapinch disappeared. Have you seen him?"
"No... is that a Vibrava you got there?"
"Yep! This little guy wants to help me find Trapinch. How sweet!"
"Yeah... Vibrava evolves from Trapinch... could be him... owww, tummy..."
"Oh my, I forgot! Thank you!" answered Origins. "I ask, what do you want in return?"
"A Gible?" asked Eli.
"Errr... alright," Origins answered a bit regretfully, handing Eli his Gible.
"Thanks! Now I'm going to beat the Dragon Contest!"
"Whaaaaat... I really regret asking you for help now! My chance to win is ruined."
"Not really for me," said Eli. Origins gave him a dirty look.
"Well, technically you can't enter the contest without me either," Eli explained. "Trapinch isn't a Dragon type, but Vibrava is."
"And technically we should get there in 30 seconds if we don't want to be DISQUALIFIED," Origins explained.
"Point taken. Let's get going!"
A bored-looking small girl of Carnation Town (it was obvious, because it's very, very cold there) wandered around the block.
"Hi. I'm looking for something interesting to see. Mind if I join you?" she asked.
"No prob. You could see us participate in the Dragon Contest if you want."
"Really?" she gasped, her face lighting up with happiness. "I would definitely. Show me the way, please."
Sword of Light
~Prologue~ (Click to View)
There she stands, just as she had stood there before: proud, mighty, and quite majestic. She bears the head of a beautiful lioness, with round, hazel eyes. Her body is one of a quite large hare, with long, grey legs. Two brown wings, not unlike those of a hawk, rose from her back. My creation has returned to me, finally! I have been waiting all these years. Her lion prowess, her (indeed!) majestic eyes with just that faint sparkle… it all hides her danger under her beauty. Thus, if anyone antagonizes me, they will have what is coming to them! I’ll give my enemies an eyeful of this majestic beast, as long as this beast is still at my side!
I stroked my hood. The night is only young, but it will last. I cherish every time the sun goes down, and the moon comes up. Its pearly white surface, never perfect, shows how the world can never be complete without some evil, some imperfectness. I love comparing myself to the beautiful nighttime. I truly am beautiful, since I still am so young. Just like the night herself.
“I will change the world forever,” I whispered silently, groping my wooden staff while petting my one and only friend, “because, I am born a genius.”
I may only be eleven, but I have intellect that far surpasses all other humans. That doesn't mean you will always be happy. Ignorance can be bliss. Some of the things I know will haunt me forever. But I will never let that stop me. I’m going to change the world… forever.
I stroked my most lovely, elegant pet as I sat back and watched the night stretch on tenuously. The moon and the stars give just the faintest ivory glow, and it was just enough for me.
I find myself looking back at the moon again, like the first time I did when I was eleven. My cloak was a dark indigo, made with handmade cotton fabric and carefully dyed within a small pit full of indigo ink. The staff I had used when I was twelve was still grasped tightly within my hands. I rode atop my mount, and she quickly spread her long, brown wings, once camouflaged with its grey fur.
“This time, I want you to take me to the moon, with no mistakes.” I commanded Alpha.
Alpha gave a loud roar as if answering me. Then, she zoomed up into the night sky, giving me temporary shivers. It felt like all the wind in the world was blowing directly on top of me. I glanced at the moon. It truly felt like the moon is inching closer to me. I was once again bedazzled by its holy glow and friendly, familiar shape. In fact, I don’t believe I had even noticed something incredibly urgent for me.
After a while, I suddenly feel emptiness and an uncomfortable thump on my chest. My instincts instantly told me something was wrong. In fact, something was terribly wrong.
Slowly, numbness settled into my limbs, starting with my arms. I felt terrible, but it didn’t feel like an ordinary disease, such as a cold. But dull pains and sores started to spread over my body. I realized I was dying, but I want to go to the moon so badly. I just feel like I have to.
I could nearly taste blood in my mouth as I finally drew near the moon, with its delicate glow unlike any other. I was excited, because finally my wish is going to come true!
I landed on piles of platinum, feeling weaker than ever. I ordered my pet to grab a few moon rocks and bring me back to Earth. I hated to leave, but I have to restore my health as quick as possible.
On the way back, I started feeling incredibly woozy. I wanted to move, but I just can’t. Against my will, my eyelids drooped and closed. All the blood started flowing free out of my mouth, and then I really fainted.
I woke quickly. I wasn’t on the moon. Instead, I felt a lightness to myself. I had turned into a spirit. I chuckled to myself. Of course I can’t die. Not willing to chant the spell that took me back to my carcass, I floated down to Earth while beckoning my pet. Alpha took me gently, flying smooth as silk down back to Earth. We became spirits, and we’re going back for fun.
I sat there and watched the years away, intrigued by the sight of moonlight reflecting off a beautiful diamond. Thousands of years had passed. If my counting hasn’t failed me, it’s now 1740. I’ve waited out hundreds of years. The light started to cool and solidify, and I had barely noticed the absence of the sun. The gentle ivory moonlight made a sword. Then I felt dizzy again. I felt like I’m being sucked into a vacuum cleaner. I screamed, but no sound came out. I gasped as I looked out at the world. The sword had saved me. From far away, I saw my carcass rotting away permanently. But honestly, I don’t care anymore. I’m part of this sword, this beautiful sword the moon left just for me.
I watched dolefully as I sank into the earth. Millions of years passed like weeks, and soon I felt a disturbance in the force. The moon had tugged free from the Earth, and is no longer orbiting it. Then it dawned on me. I’m dying, and the world’s dying with me. I provided the heat at the middle of the Earth, and now I’m out of resources for energy. But I have to hang on. I gulped. This was a bit desperate of me. But I had to put the security of the world in front of my own.
I started to suck up the shadows. They were difficult to gather and control, unlike the moon’s light, which is always gentle and free. I gathered all of the shadows from the dank place I’m rotting in. Then everything just turned black.
Chapter 1 (Click to View)
The air goes cold in the distant future. The sun had exploded, and the moon had disappeared. It was fortunate that technology had steered the Earth far, far away from what could have been an end to Earth. But now, in the universe of indigo, only a small percentage of celestial bodies lit the darkness. Earth, gone forever from its solar system, was lost. It was lost in the universe that never halts its expansion. Thus, the air starts to turn to a bitterly cold temperature. Even the sword, Earth’s only back-up heat source, had faded away.
Leonie groaned, “Okay, what is it now?” She wandered across the paisley cottage where she chose to stay for the summer.
“Funny, doesn’t seem like the summer,” she thought with suspicion. It was surprisingly cold. At first she thought her quilts were indeed wet, but once she woke up completely she found out otherwise.
“That’s really strange! Well, too bad I didn’t bring Camerupt, so, go Jolteon!”
The spiny Pokemon leapt out of its cramped Pokeball, full of energy and ready to do whatever task his mistress wishes to send him on.
“Okay, Jolteon, can you please use your lightning to melt the ice and power the air conditioners?”
Jolteon, a slight bit disappointed, strolled back and did to his mistress’s bidding. From his black, spirited eyes to his coat of golden pins, he was indeed one of the more handsome Pokemon. He lifted his head in pride. Then he sent his electricity to the air conditioners. The room became gradually warmer. Leo rubbed her hands together, wishing that she brought that puffy blue winter coat her mom insisted her bring. Her teeth chattered, hoping the coldness could end quickly. The air conditioner spluttered, spewing warm air in a desperate attempt to keep the air warm. Jolteon zapped the air conditioner with full force. Finally the room became decently warm. Leonie sighed. Something supernatural was causing this, but what? She scuttled out the door, making sure to bring all her things with her. She threw a Pokeball into the air, and out came a large bird that swooped down to meet his master. Pidgeot halted right in front of Leonie, landing silently on the snow. Leonie ran to meet her bird, flip-flops crunching on the snowy surface. She climbed onto her Pidgeot, and Pidgeot took off. She went at the speed of a torpedo, playfully flying in loops. Usually this would make Leonie laugh and shout “Wheeeee!”, but today matters were serious.
Instead she whispered anxiously, “Hurry, Pidgeot, I want to get there soon as possible.” Pidgeot understood right away, and went in a straight line to hometown village.
“Clover?” a voice asked.
“Yes?” Clover answered. She was just hired to start the search party for a search of a heat source.
“Oh! Hi, miss,” Clover said, managing a smile. “What can I help you with?”
“I was notified that a search party is starting here,” Leonie smiled, returning her Pidgeot. “I wish to join.”
Clover nodded. She had expected a girl near her age to join at one point.
“Yes, I’ll bring you the papers,” Clover said, handing Leonie three sheets of paper and a fountain pen. While listening to the scratching of the pen, Clover reminisced the happenings of the last five years. When she was eleven, the climate first started to change. She remembered helping the president steer Earth away from the sun’s explosion. Then, when she was twelve, the president decided to return to 2012 technologies. That upset Clover a bit, because she knew that this will make the search for warmth significantly more difficult. Then, on her thirteenth birthday, she saw with her own eyes the moon disappear. Thinking back to it, she remembered Leonie while walking her Meganium. In two years from then, it had grown deathly cold. She had no idea how she survived. Most humans didn’t. Last year, everyone still living decided to volunteer for this search. Clover was lucky enough to be the planner of the whole mission, as well as an office attendant.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the door swinging open again. The visitor in a grey cloak and covered in snow walked in. Something told her that this visitor came to apply for the search, mostly because of his tough appearance. She handed over the papers after mumbling a feeble “G-good morning, sir”. Something made her think that he wasn’t someone to mess with. More visitors came after. Clover was impressed with the bravery of the volunteers. She wanted to also be happy that she’s commanding them, but that sounded a bit selfish.
“Now, let’s see… Kait, Geon, Leonie, Drake, Marcus, Eli…” muttered Clover to herself. Just then, the door swung open again.
“Hi, Clover. How’s the progress?”
“Great, boss!” Clover piped up.
“Just call me Sheena. And thanks for the report.” Sheena answered with a smile.
Clover smiled back. Sheena could make anybody smile, and it’s no wonder Sheena was chosen to be her boss. Very few people she knew matched her, and Clover knew Sheena was smart because of her dedication. Her boss didn’t really talk a lot and is quite humble. She handed over the applications and then waited for others. She sat there for a few hours, eventually getting so bored she went to fetch an orange juice from her bag.
As she sipped on the orange juice, she noticed some papers on the ground. She bent over to pick them up, but then there was a loud splash and the sound of a bouncing bottle.
Clover reached for the papers, hoping desperately that it wasn’t something important. Then she turned them over.
The papers were Megan and Marie’s applications. And they were ruined.
4th January 2013, at 10:23:13 pm
RE: SuperEvolution, Part 1 Out! SUGGESTIONS WANTED!!!! Part 2 Out In 1/11/2012
Pretty good so far, this is one of the more unique beginnings I've read on these forums! I really like that Jenna met her first Pokemon by chance instead of just being given one like in most other stories. I wonder how Hana may try to break up this friendship in the future...I'll definitely be looking out for more, keep it up!
5th January 2013, at 12:09:42 am
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 Done!
Another round of applause to Notty! Hurrah!
5th January 2013, at 02:06:54 am
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
Second chapter is now up for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy! Leave a rating, if you wish.
5th January 2013, at 02:40:21 am
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
5th January 2013, at 03:13:27 am (This post was last modified: 10th February 2013 at 02:16:40 am by Notty.)
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
Thank you, all! Though it's a shame this thread's been empty all break...
5th January 2013, at 09:38:54 am
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
A lot of people don't read the stories section, which is quite a shame, as there are a lot of good stories.
6th January 2013, at 01:04:13 am (This post was last modified: 10th February 2013 at 02:16:55 am by Notty.)
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
6th January 2013, at 02:03:01 am
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
The admins and mods normally don't have enough time for stories. Half the people who regularly read stories have read this.
6th January 2013, at 02:48:11 am (This post was last modified: 6th January 2013 at 09:20:47 pm by Notty.)
RE: SuperEvolution, Chapter 1 and 2 Done!
Oh... It's Winter Break. Right.
Hello. Now that the Character Application is out, please feel free to apply for new characters. Note that the first to apply will enter the story more quickly. Sometimes there are exceptions, so please understand that.
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