Powarun: Tony HAS to be able to escape....or will this be what the Treachery is refering to? Hmm. I really enjoy creating and writing the Tony saga, because he was once such a deadbeat character. I hope you enjoy what happens: I'll say deaths, mazes, pursuit and honour to sum his up!
Rika: So, any questions for me? I am *cough* THE MIAMI LEAGUE CHAMPION!
Thomas: Not much longer...*strums Pokeball* Read below for any information, folks.
---Thomas is a new character introduced in this next Chapter. Based on my best Mate Thomas Chambers, he will play a minor role in the fic! He is seen a few times: and if Tom is out there in Pokemon land, then PM me and we can talk!----
and so, the Tales of Trechery conclude with Chapter 18! I hope you enjoy ' Revenge, Back-stabs and bullets'!
Tales of Treachery, part 4
Chapter 18
By Shinymarill
Rika
“This match will be a 6-6” The referee declared. “Pokemon may not be withdrawn from the challenger, Thomas Chambers, or the Champion, Rika Trueman. After one trainer has lost three Pokemon, an arena change will occur”
I stared across at Thomas. He looked about 14. He had bleached hair, which was gelled to the e-x-t-r-e-m-e. It was spiked at the front, curling over slightly. It looked razor sharp. He had green eyes, but wasn’t as tall as me!
He wore skater clothes. He had dark baggy jeans on, and wore a navy blue hoody with a Red and white Pokeball on the front. He looked like he gave a damn about his dress sense, which was great for an opponent!
“Get them, Salmenace!” Tom cried. His Pokeball burst open and released a pearly white light. It then took the form of this hideous dragon. It was a deep purple, with orange wings. On all fours, it roared loudly.
“Hmm!” I declared. I got out Ditto’s Pokeball. Throwing it out, I imagined Roy boasting to his friends about this. He was such a loser! Ditto formed, and bounced around like flubber! That movie rocked…I suddenly noticed Ditto was a bright blue colour! It was shiny!
“Salmenace! Flamethrower!” Tom cried. Salmenace ran forward, before pressing down and shooting into the air. It soared high, blasting streaks of flames from its mouth at Ditto. Ditto, however, just leapt to the side with its rubbery body.
“Haha! Loser!” I cried. “Ditto! Transform!”
Ditto slowly glowed white, before taking the shape of a Salmenace. However, this one was different. It must be a shiny one. It was a bright green instead of purple. I liked it a little more than Tom’s one.
“Dragon rage!” I shouted. My Salmenace leapt through the air and fired a blazing streak of green flames forward. Tom’s Salmenace leapt to the right evasively, and blasted another flamethrower, hitting my Pokemon.
“No!” I whined, biting my lip. I did that a lot when I was nervous. Salmenace got himself up, and shot into the air. Tom’s dragon followed as the fight now switched to the skies. Flamethrowers were fired from Tom’s Salmenace, but mine evaded all three.
“Aerial Ace” Tom continued. Salmenace soared sharply, turning and shooting at my beaten up dragon. However, he sprung into the air, spreading his bright wings and managing to glide quickly, evading the attack.
“Skull bash!” I shouted. Turning sharply, Salmenace shot straight at Tom’s, and smacked it head on. Both dropped form the sky, but Tom’s purple dragon pulled out, spiralling across the rocky ground and shooting back through the air. Mine wasn’t as fortunate, smashing against the ground painfully.
“No!” I shouted again. Salmenace, mine that is, looked terrible. He had burns from the close flamethrowers, and scratches and grazes from his date with the ground. I thought carefully. One Pokemon would be down, but pretty early on. Should I recall Salmenace? He was weak, but that Ditto Roy recommended was in rough shape now; I might not have such a good chance…. Either way, I had worn Salmenace out pretty well, he wouldn’t last much longer…
“Ditto, return” I said, shooting the beam at Ditto and bringing him back to safety. “Sorry about that”
The crowd were cheering as I chose my next Pokemon. I thought about my options carefully. What to use…what to use…
*
Chris
I lay there, among the plaster and dust. My mind swirled as I thought about what it was I could do. Dane, however, had gone up to see the head of Silph, Lionel Hughes, to request something. What it was, I had no idea.
“Are you Ok?” I asked Krystal. She nodded, before coughing loudly. She picked Marill up and dusted herself off.
“We need to get out of here,” Krystal said. “It’s the best thing to do”
“The whole building has been shut off” A man told us. “They’re questioning individuals now, to make sure they weren’t in any connection with the explosion”
“How will they know?” I asked curiously.
“Well, Pokemon trainers like you will have ID numbers, right? Those show any links with people like Team Rocket, so unless you are behind it, you’ll be fine”
“Yea” Krystal said, sighing heavily. Well, we only had to wait now, but how was the money getting delivered? Maybe that’s what Dane was doing…to pass through and leave the building…
“Look” I said, pointing to the reserve. It was a smashed up, bashed up collection of ruins, smashed trees lying on top of the Ponyta corpses. It was a sickening sight, to see such beautiful Pokemon mauled down underneath large plastic trees. Kecleon looked pretty shaken, but I assured him it would be Ok.
“Now all we can do is wait,” Krystal said. She released Seel and Flaaffy, her much more portable Pokemon. Charizard and Steelix would just take up room and probably destroy things…
Seel slapped his stomach with his fin. He was a lazy bugger! Flaaffy seemed more hyper, charging here and there, blasting short streaks of electricity from his horns. He was a truly active Pokemon.
I got out a Pokeball and released Pidgeotto and Bulbasaur. Pidgeotto shot around the room, cawing his name. Bulbasaur, however, lay down and stared at everybody darkly. He was the different sort of lazy…
People were rushed in to take care of the injured. There was a shooting pain down my arm, but I didn’t want to cause any hassle. I just shook it off. However, a medic ran over to me. She had short brown hair, and blue eyes.
“Oh dear” She said, grabbing my arm. I yelped in pain, but she kept examining it. “It looks broken”
“Broken?” I asked her. “But…”
“You must have dived down awkwardly,” She told me. I looked at the ground ominously.
“Come with me” She said, leading me off to a staircase. “I’ll take you to the medical room”
I watched Krystal, Marill, Seel, Flaaffy and Kecleon as I was dragged off. I hope I wasn’t going to be long; I really wanted to stay and keep them safe.
*
I ran down the staircase; at the top of the flight of stairs was a medical room, but the rest of the building had been shut off. I had a cast on, which would stay on for two weeks! It was so unfair!
“Are you alright?” Krystal asked, hugging me.
“Yea, apart from this stupid cast” I said. Krystal chuckled. “Where did Dane go?”
“He’s delivering the money,” Krystal said. “What a hero…”
I sighed to myself. She was falling into his clutches, but I knew not to show it. The time wasn’t right, and my opinion had to be put aside, just this once…
“How noble” I said cheerily. Looks like Krystal liked that comment. She nodded, saying ‘Uhh-huh!’ and we wandered around the wreckage. It was all we could do, really.
“There’s a gym here,” Krystal said. “But the leader’s gone missing”
“Really?” I asked. This was weird: the Gym leader leaving his post! Maybe I could run it! Yea…Chris the Gym leader. Had a nice ring to it.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “What’s the next city after Saffron?”
“I don’t know” Krystal admitted. “I’m sure Kimi is in Celadon, but that might be close or near”
Kimi was Krystal’s cousin. She lived in Pontaricò with Krystal, and me too, and had chosen a Torchic for her Miami League badge-spree. Krystal had told me that Torchic had remained unevolved, rather like Krystal’s Marill, but Kimi had gathered a nice collection of Pokemon from many Islands we hadn’t visited. The Miami League had 15 Gyms, but only 10 badges were needed, so people took various sea routes to get to various Gyms. Rika, the Champion last year, had taken a different route to us, and therefore had 7 different badges to Krystal and me. Kimi had taken a really long route, but been to many different places.
I looked at my watch. It was 3:57. Only three minutes until our fate was decided…my heart skipped a beat through fear, and I felt myself gasp uncontrollably. I could die. My whole life could wither away before me. College…University…my first job…my first pint…all these things may never even happen.
“Krystal” I said to my friend. “We might not have long”
“Dane is delivering the money,” Krystal told me. “He’s got guts, Dane has”
Thinking about it, she was right. Dane was (in my opinion) up to no good, so he may well be getting them their money delivered.
“Maybe you’re right,” I said, thinking a little more. It didn’t sound good, really, but I think we might be all right. I looked around; most people were being treated upstairs with minor or major injuries. Vinny, the tour guide, had been smacked over the head by a shrub and collapsed. He was unconscious.
Everybody turned to face the screen (it was in ok condition, however) as it flashed on. Sandra appeared again.
“Thankyou for the donation” She said sweetly. “But now, you will be seeing something very nice indeed”
The screen turned off. People panicked and worried as they wondered what might happen.
Suddenly, figures burst through the doors. There were about 30, most charging up to other floors. Leading them was none other than Sandra , flicking her hair back as she paraded onto the scene. She had a Pokeball in her hand, which was a deep violet instead of red. It had a yellow star on the front. It wasn’t Starmie’s…
“Hey there” She said to us. She held the ball back slightly, before drawing a pistol. “If you beat me in a Pokemon match, then you are all free to go”
“You’re way too strong,” I said. “You’re a professional evil woman, and we’re just trainers”
“Oh, it’s you” She said, eyeing me sourly. “Naturally, you couldn’t put up a fight, but somebody else can”
“You can’t make us!” A man cried, standing up to Sandra. He had bushy brown hair and green eyes. “But I’ll take you on anyway”
He threw a Pokeball down to the ground and released a Donphan. The Donphan pawed the ground furiously.
“I don’t really battle those headstrong, ‘leader of the pack’ style people,” Sandra said dully. She aimed the gun at the mans head and pulled the trigger.
With a sickening squelch, half of the mans face collapsed in a bloody heap on the ground. Krystal screamed loudly, as did many other people. I leapt back in shock, as the figure collapsed in a heap on the floor. Donphan, tears spilling down his face, stepped back in confusion.
“You witch!” Krystal said, hatred flowing from her tongue. “How DARE you kill that innocent person? He challenged you to a match, which is what you wanted, and you shot him! You’re a demanding old cow!”
Sandra watched Krystal with interest. “Come here, child”
“I will” Krystal spat. She wandered over and faced Sandra.
“I like your style” She said. “How about a battle?”
“Any day” Krystal said sourly. “Flaaffy, get out there!”
She hadn’t noticed that Dane hadn’t returned, although Sandra had. I actually wondered if Dane was all right…
“Flaaffy?” Sandra asked. “What a lovely Pokemon”
“Thanks” Krystal said, her teeth grinding wildly. Sandra held her Pokeball out, before dropping it onto the ground. It bounced off the floor, and opened up. The light poured out and took the form of her Pokemon…
It was purple, with two gem-like eyes. It had flat hands and feet, and looked around.
“Sable” It said. “Sableye”
I walked over to a thin girl watching the battle. She was wearing tight jeans, and was very skinny. Sorta like a twig. She had thin arms, and wore a quicksilver t-shirt. She had long mousy brown hair in a bobble. She held out a Pokedex.
“New Pokedex?” I asked. She nodded.
“It’s got information on over 350 Pokemon” She boasted. While mine was held sorta like a calculator, she held this like a personal organiser, with a large button on the side like a Pokeball. It displayed Sableye on the screen.
“ Sableye: Classed as the Immunity Pokemon. As it is ghost and dark, it is immune to every type. It can use its mean look to root a person or Pokemon to the spot, before performing a deadly curse attack to vaporise the human opponent. Pokemon, however, will steadily lose battle stats until they cannot battle. A truly devastating Pokemon, it is rare and dangerous. ”
I looked at the somewhat puny Pokemon. Maybe that Pokedex entry applied to bigger, older Sableye? I watched as the battle began.
“Flaaffy! Thunderbolt!” Krystal screamed. Flaaffy released a humongous jet of blue electricity from his horns. It tore through the air at Sableye, who showed no signs of trying to prevent the attack whatsoever.
“Sableye! Faint attack!” Sandra cried happily. Sableye’s mysterious eyes flickered a deep blue. The thunderbolt shot straight through him, causing Sableye to become transparent. He then disappeared completely, leaving Flaaffy and Krystal deeply confused.
“Ssssable!” Sableye screeched, appearing in mid-air and slamming onto Flaaffy. Flaaffy fell onto the ground, as Sableye held a fist back. Sandra was grinning happily, while the group of rockets and our group of normal, everyday people watched.
“That’s it! Focus punch!” Sandra said gleefully. Slamming his fist down, Sableye smashed it into Flaaffy’s jaw. Flaaffy bled excessively, and started to stumble back as he took the damage.
“Sableye! Mean look!” Sandra commanded, her voice now a petrified screech. Sableye’s eyes glowed a dim black, before that same glow shrouded around Flaaffy. Flaaffy watched his feet, confused, and tried to move. However, this looked doubtful. Sableye’s eyes then started flickering through red, blue and purple.
“Flaaffy! Send a thunderbolt out!” Krystal ordered. Flaaffy released a large attack towards Sableye, and managed to make the little gremlin scream in pain. He screeched loudly as he collapsed onto the ground in pain.
The electricity cleared, and Sableye was seen on the ground in a heap. Krystal cheered, and she had reason to, but soon enough the gremlin disappeared in a cloud of dust. Sableye had disappeared.
“Ssssable!” Sableye screeched, flying down from above and latching onto Flaaffy’s head. Flaaffy tried to shock him off, but he simply became invisible, (which I presumed cancelled the attack).
“Sableye! Curse!” Sandra said happily. Sableye’s eyes flickered those same shades of red, blue and purple, before he held his hands out infront of him. Flaaffy started to droop as he changed colour; red, blue and then purple. It was incredible to watch, even if it was hell for Flaaffy to endure.
Flaaffy cried out his name as he fell down to the ground. He was dizzy, and rather dehydrated. He had been sapped of his strength, and I was unsure of weather or not he could reclaim it.
“Excuse Me,” I said to the girl. “Can I use that Pokedex?”
“Sure” She said, handing it to me. “I’m Georgina, by the way”
“Chris” I said, clicking ‘more detail’ on this curse.
“ Curse is a deadly attack performed by ghost Pokemon. It sneakily saps the strength of Pokemon, reducing their statistics until they cannot battle. It is difficult to learn, and very difficult to master, so many Pokemon find they do not perform it. Pokemon that have been cursed usually regain their natural strength after a couple of days ”
“Thanks Georgina” I said, handing Georgina her Pokedex. “So, are you a beginner trainer?”
“Sorta” She said. “I come from Fuchsia City, and I left with my Nidorina. We’ve been training and collecting badges, and I was going to get my third here”
“Cool” I said. “So, there are 2 more gyms on the way to Fuchsia?”
“Yea, in Fuchsia itself and Celadon” Georgina said. “I really like your Kecleon”
Kecleon, however, was with Marill as they watched the battle. Kecleon didn’t respond to the nice compliment.
“Flaa!” Flaaffy screamed, as Sableye used a dynamicpunch to smash him in the face. He was pulled out of his mean look and smacked against the ground, rolling along and getting blood on his wool.
“Flaaffy!” Krystal cried. She bent down and hugged her Pokemon. “Lets return you”
She shot the Ultra ball at Flaaffy, and looked at Sandra. Sandra had Sableye by her side, and got out her gun.
“We had a deal,” She said lightly, pointing it at Krystal. Krystal was panicky. I felt I had to do something…something heroic…I could battle Sandra. Yea, show the ***** where to stand.
“Granbull, go!” I shouted, not realising what I was doing. My Granbull raced forward and tackled Sandra to the ground, sending the pistol flying across the floor. Granbull stayed on top of Sandra, ripping her shirt with his fangs.
“Sableye!” Sandra cried. “Tackle!”
Sableye raced forward and smacked Granbull off Sandra. The two Pokemon were engrossed in a scuffle, before Sandra got back up.
“Take that!” She screamed, picking up her pistol.
She fired a bullet straight at Sableye, as he aimed a slap at Granbull. I was amazed. Sableye was going to be killed!
Sableye, however, vanished in a puff of smoke, and disappeared completely. The bullet ripped through Granbull’s skin and sent wave after wave of blood out. Granbull clutched his chest and collapsed on the floor.
“NO!!!” I screamed, racing forward. I helped pick Granbull up, and supported his head as I knelt down. “Are you Ok?”
Granbull looked up at me, sorrow in his eyes. He couldn’t die! I watched mournfully as he gasped, trying to speak. Granbull just shook his head weakly through gasps, before collapsing limply in my arms.
“NO!!!” I screamed again, holding Granbull close. I shut out the outside world as I sobbed into the corpse of my good old Bulldog Pokemon. He didn’t deserve to die! I screamed and bawled as I clutched his head to my chest.
“No…” I murmured. “GRANBULL!!!”
Krystal came over with Marill and Kecleon. They comforted me slightly, but I shook it off. Granbull…
Krystal turned hastily as Sandra wandered over. She drew her pistol and aimed it at me, as Krystal took a step back. Sandra grinned, flicking her hair from her face. I stared at her.
“Why not go and join him?” She asked me. I frowned, before leaping up. I forced my fist at her and smacked her in the face, sending a shower of blood from her nose. She stumbled back, this time shooting wildly into the air. She had a gun. I knew that, but I had to stand up to her.
“NO!” I roared. “YOU *****!”
I smashed Sandra in the face again, and she fell onto her buttocks. She looked flustered, but her gun was still in her hand. I looked down at it.
“Go ahead” I said. “Do your worst”
“If…if that’s what you want” Sandra gasped, staring up at me. “We can both enjoy this”
I launched a kick into her face, and then kicked the gun. It dropped onto the ground and skidded along, landing a few feet away. Everybody seemed to stare at it as if it were made of gold…that precious gun…
I then watched as it was picked up. I looked up to see a figure I didn’t expect one bit…
Al…
He stood there, pointing the gun at Sandra’s head. It was now that I became properly aware of Georgina and the rest of the tour group. Team rocket had all gone to the upper floor.
“I’ll enjoy this” Al sneered. “You’ve made me who I am, and I don’t really feel like thanking you for it”
He looked ready to pull the trigger. Now, in this bizarre twist, seconds lasted hours, as Sandra stared up at Al, regretting a hell of a lot. Al gritted his teeth and wore an insane grin as sweat ran down his fingers.
“You *****” Al uttered. “You are a complete and utter *****, and I should kill you right now”
“Go on” She said, her voice an attempt at being stern. It instead, however, came out as a weak cry.
“But I’m not going to” He said. He stared at her deeply. The gun stayed there, held up to Sandra. “Just go now, go and piss off back to your HQ and leave me alone. Leave my life. I’ll be better off”
“Deal” She grumbled. Al pulled his hand back, as Sandra got up slowly. “SABLEYE! Mean look!”
Sableye reappeared by Sandra’s side and cast a shadowy skull forward. It whooshed into Al’s stomach and seized him up completely. The only thing that moved was his shocked expression.
“Haha!” She cried. She prised the gun from Al’s grip and pointed it at him. “Come with us”
Sableye used a psychic attack to lift Al up. Rockets flooded back down the stairs, and began to lead the party. Al was after them, being controlled by Sableye and threatened by Sandra. The rest of the rockets joined, and the group walked off.
We all lay there in the semi-darkness. It was quiet. I looked back at Granbull and burst into tears. I fell to the ground, the tour group watching and talking. Krystal re-assured me with Kecleon and Marill, but the fact is, losing a Pokemon was just as bad as losing a limb.
[b]Chapter 19 - The Fear Factor
Up on 8th May, 2003.[/u]
-Chris considers where to go next after Granbull's death:
“Well, I was hoping I could go to Lavender town” I explained. “And meet you in Celadon City or something. I could cremate Granbull at Pokemon Tower, and then go to meet you in Celadon City; you can stay with Kimi and Brock”
-Meanwhile, Tony manages to move a step forward...only to take two steps back....
Misty sobbed on, as I prepared to launch Ekans onto Dave. However, Exeggutor blasted a powder from his head, which started to stain my clothes a yellow colour. I gasped, inhaling the powder, before I collapsed on the floor. I heard another thud, probably Misty…
-As Krystal sets off she is caught up in catching a Murkrow...until she has a 'slight' reunion:
[i]“Murkrow?” I asked, wandering through into a cleared space. It was sorta circular, with a few yellow flowers growing around it. I walked into the clearing more, searching for Murkrow. I then looked up to see him in a treetop. I stepped forward, but a hand clasped around my mouth and pulled me back. I felt myself touch a body…
“Hey there, Krystal” I heard Dane purr.
All on Thursday!
From Rookie To Champion - The Indigo Road
he must think I’m cute!
I have finals this week, but if I remember it's only one day, so that'll be good. I have to move on Friday, and they don't have Internet where I'm moving to. Who knows how long I'll be gone after that, but however long it takes to get a good ISP.
