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MATURE: Galactic: Exposed

Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 1 (Contains swearing and violence)

"Good evening. Our top story tonight: PokeDexes have been connected to a number of unfortunate happenings over the past few years. But now they are here in Sinnoh. What does this mean for the future of our country? Clarisse Miller reports.”

The footage changed from the newsreader to a montage of footage, taken from Cerulean Cave, Silph Co, Sevii Islands, Mahogany Town, Goldenrod Radio Tower, Meteor Falls and Sootopolis City.

“The PokeDexes are well known devices: invented by Professor Samuel Oak in the mid nineties, they were intended to record details on any Pokemon that a trainer caught. Later sent to Johto, Hoenn and Sinnoh, they became the must-have of all trainers.

However, things began to go wrong about three years ago.

Team Rocket, a villainous organization that was centred in Kanto and Johto, had a series of plans to utilize the legendaries of the area. However, their terrorist plans were put to a halt several times: several times in Kanto by champion Red, partner Leaf, and the recently deceased Blue. Than in Johto, were six trainers called Charles, Lyla, Duncan, Mina, Kris and Alexis, assisted the champion, Lance, in defeating the team over a two week period. Only last year in Hoenn, two unknown trainers managed to defeat Teams Magma and Aqua in their plans to bring forth Kyorge and Groudon.

And what do all these trainers have in common? That’s right: they have been blessed with the curse of PokeDexes.

The footage changed from the montage to a forest area. There was smoking rubble lying everywhere, and Vanessa and Matthew were clearly visible.

This footage, taken yesterday afternoon, shows the two new trainers, who began their journeys at New Year, scanning their new Pokemon. Matthew Pearl, aged 14, and son of Adrian Pearl, Head of the Sinnoh Pokemon Contest Board, and Vanessa, her last name unknown, and aged 14 also, who won the SBC Showdown two weeks ago, are soon in this scene. This was taken a few minutes after the headquarters of the Eterna Forest Restructuring Project was blown up, in which the two trainers had been involved.

Investigations by our reporters have uncovered two more PokeDex trainer: Xavier Diamond, 14, son of ‘Tower Tycoon’ Palmer Diamond, and Sahara Plattina, 15, daughter of well known geologists Deidre and Frasier Plattina. These four trainers are known to have been involved in several incidents with Team Galactic, taking place in Sandgem Town, Jubilife City, the Oreburgh Mines and Valley Windworks, leading to the destruction of the latter two.

Who knows what Team Galactic are planning. The group is only known for pitiful terrorist attacks, but that’s all Teams Rocket, Magma and Aqua were known for as well, before they met the ‘Dex Holders.’ This reporter would like to issue a word of caution: don’t get involved, it could lead to your death. Stay away from Team Galactic and the holders, and alert the police of your suspicions. We can only wait and see what the next disaster will be. Clarisse Miller, SBC News.

“THAT BITCH!” Vanessa roared. She and Matthew were looking at the report from Looker’s phone. Matthew looked shocked, but Looker had a similar expression on his face.

“She has unwillingly endangered all four of your lives.” He sighed. “I tried to have the story pulled, but Mr Adiem wouldn’t listen.”

“I’ve heard of him, he’s head of the SB-” Matthew began, but Vanessa growled.

“We all know who he is!” She snapped, and she and Matthew stared angrily at each other. Looker sighed and took a step forwards.

“Anyway, people now know who you are. And pictures were also released the next day, and the public knows roughly what you all look like.” The spy explained. “And, unfortunately, I need to involve you two again.”

“What, so we get more press?” Matthew snapped. “Last time we helped you was when the first footage was taken!”

“I swear that this won’t be like that!” Looker insisted. “Team Galactic rarely uses their base here unless they are planning something big. Both Professors Rowan and Oak are in the city, and I am afraid for their safety.”

“Can’t you put them in hiding?” Matthew pleaded.

“They would find out somehow.” Looker grunted. He beckoned them forward, and walked to the end of the street the gym was on. He pointed towards a small forest of trees at the front of the city, covering the majority of a tower, though a yellow circle could be seen to be rotating at the top.

“That is their base. On the top floor, Jupiter, Saturn and Charon are plotting something. I spied them flying in by helicopter this morning.” Looker explained. “I need Silcoon and Cascoon to help subdue the people on the lower levels, and require Piplup to help with some wiring issues.”

“What if I say no, what if I walk away?” Matthew huffed. Looker turned around and grabbed him by the collar.

“What if they are planning to blow up the entire city?” He snarled. “What if they are planning to go to your house and personally shoot your parents?” Matthew gulped, but Vanessa was beginning to laugh. Looker let Matthew go, and he was beginning to shiver.

“Are you going to co-operate now?” Looker asked.

“Y-y-yes sir.” Matthew stuttered, cowering under his glare. Looker smiled, and turned towards Vanessa.

“Of course I’m in.” She said before Looker even asked. She wrapped her arms around Looker’s and Matthew’s and began to skip, dragging them with her towards the tower.


Galactic HQ (Eterna)

Team Galactic, as Roshonda had said, rarely used their Eterna City base. It was more of a safe keeping, used only when major operations occurred west of Mt Coronet. There was spare grunt sleeping quarters there, a small fleet of Jeeps, and a special lab that Charon used on occasions, as well as storage and admin.

Today, the aging scientist was working away on the top floor, which was dark and gloomy as always. It was a long, wide room, with six rows of desk, covered with papers, laptops, computers, test tubes, and other science equipment. These were near the walls, as a large glass dome stood in the middle of th blue carpeted floor. It was three metres high, and nearly touched the ceiling. Two cabinets and a table were all that was inside, but Charon regularly did experiments in there. Near the staircase, there was a set of silver elevator doors, along with a cabinet, which was fill of spare equipment, chemicals and PokeBalls. Also, the room had very interesting lighting: instead of normal electric lights, the lighting was done by projection. A purple light was reflected off the wall, with foreign letters, Zodiac symbols, and star constellations scattering the wall with golden light. A huge floor-to-ceiling window provided more light as well, though it was still a dark room. A yellow ‘G’ was rotating between the second and third floors, making creaking sounds as it turned.

The elevator suddenly pinged, and the twelve grunts all stood up, and they bowed as the doors parted. Saturn and Jupiter strutted out, arm in arm, and followed by Skuntank and Toxicroak. Charon briefly looked up, but went back to working on his laptop. The two admins walked up to him, ignoring the bowing grunts.

“The helicopter ride was long and uncomfortable.” Jupiter said bitterly. “You’d better have a good reason for bringing us here!” Charon smirked, and pressed a button on his laptop.

“It is.” And he pointed towards the ceiling. The purple and gold had been replaced with a picture: the statue of Dialga. It was eight metres tall, five metres long, and made of black and grey stone. A blue orb shone at the bottom of its neck even in the still picture, and Saturn and Jupiter’s eyes twinkled.

“The adamant orb?” Saturn asked.

“Precisely.” Charon replied, though he didn’t have the same interest as the admins. “I have developed a way to obtain it, but I need your Pokemon.”

“Care to elaborate?” Jupiter sighed, and Charon glared at her.

“Don’t interrupt me!” He snapped. “But yes, I shall.” And he tapped a button, and an animation played to incorporate his speech. “Skuntank will use multiple SmokeScreen to cover the area. Toxicroak will then pry the orb out, and Magnezone will use his magnetic capabilities to carry it off. The grunts will guard the area, and we shall be there in case things get out of hand.” Jupiter nodded, but Saturn seemed to suddenly realise something.

“The brats, are they anywhere around?” He asked. Charon frowned at this, and tapped at his laptop. Live video footage appeared, showing the Pokemon Centre interior, and then the outside of the Eterna Gym, the PokeMart, and a famous hotel. Stupidly, Charon hadn’t put footage up near the Dialga statue, otherwise he would have seen Sahara, the Professors and Mason setting up.

“There is no sign of them in the usual places.” Charon mumbled. “But that doesn’t mean they won’t show up somehow. All we can do is have our machine guns ready!” As he spoke, Skuntank saw something out of the window. They had a brilliant view of Eterna City, and the large skunk could see almost every inch of it. But there was only a certain section she was interested in.

“Skuntank, what is it?” Jupiter asked, and stepped forwards.

“Skun Skun!” Skuntank called, and pointed with her tail. Jupiter looked out the window, staring in the direction of Skuntank’s tail.
There, getting closer to the headquarters, was Looker, Vanessa and Matthew.

“Their coming!” Jupiter roared, and angrily kicked the window. The grunts began to twitter amongst themselves, and Saturn turned angrily towards Charon.

“Why didn’t you know about this?” He snarled.

“How would I, I don’t have magic seeing abilities! I wear glasses, you moron!” Charon shouted back, and turned towards the grunts. “Grab your guns, grab the PokeBalls, and get your ar-”

“WAIT!” Jupiter boomed, and everyone fell silent. Her eyes were fixed on Vanessa, and as she looked into her long, wavy hair, memories come flying back to her: the smell of burning wood, the sound of explosions, the cry of a small child, and one horrible, vicious piece of music. Skuntank was feeling the anger and bitterness radiating from Jupiter, and took a step backwards.

“I don’t want any of them to kill her.” She hissed, and her voice carried inside the silent room. “I want her to come up here, thinking she is going to win. And then I am going to take away her life, and watched as her eyes turn grey.” And then she screamed, and punched the glass. Everyone was exchanging looks, and Toxicroak was raising his hands, ready to protect Saturn if need be. Jupiter wheeled around, and drew a gun from her strange outfit.

“Get into position, but only fire when I say so.” She ordered. “I want to catch up with my cousin before I kill her.” The grunts were surprised, but everyone began to move into position, and Jupiter stood where she was, staring at the elevator and waiting for Vanessa.


The Underground

Arthur finished explaining about the news report, and how it had highlighted him as a Dex Holder. Though, as expected, Xavier had barely responded.

“So you believe I could be killed over a news report?” Xavier asked, after two minutes of silence.

“Why of course, my boy!” Arthur boomed, and Grotle looked startled. “Not many of the Dex Holders have been killed, but hundreds of people have wanted to!”

“I haven’t met hundreds of people.” Xavier replied. Arthur growled and stormed forwards, grabbing Xavier by the collar.

“Listen here: Team Galactic is planning something big, and I don’t want to see someone getting killed!” He growled. “So shut up, keep your head down, and listen to what I have to say!” Arthur was breathing deeply, and felt his chest beginning to hurt, but he looked into Xavier’s cold, emotionless eyes, and he backed away, wheezing. “I’m sorry, I don’t know where that came from.”

“It is perfectly fine.” Xavier replied, and began scratching Grotle, who was bearing his teeth. Arthur managed to calm down, and silence fell back inside their tunnel. Xavier stood up suddenly, and he walked towards the walls.

“Grotle, come here.” He commanded, and tapped the rock. It didn’t change, though there still seemed to be glitter under there. Grotle waddled over, and stared at the rock.

“Use Razor Leaf, I want to see what’s underneath.” Xavier asked.

“Grot Grot.” Grotle agreed, and his bushes glowed. Leaves nearly rose out, but suddenly Swampert leapt forwards. A blue orb was in his mouth, and they all knew it was Ice Beam.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t dig that way.” Arthur said, chuckling slightly. He walked towards the opposite wall, and tapped it three times. There was a slight rumble, and the wall suddenly parted. Grotle wanted to look inside, but the threat of being hit with ice kept him at bay. Arthur reached around the corner, and pulled out two pickaxes. They were about half a metre long, and looked like deadly weapons.

“I have owned both of these since I began working on the tunnel, and
I am always happy to show them off.” Arthur explained.

“Swum!” Swampert growled, and shoved Xavier and Grotle aside, leaving a shiny section of wall exposed. Arthur raised his arm and shut one eye, eyeing up the golden twinkle. He swung his arm twice, and then threw the pickaxe. It stuck itself in the wall, directly on the golden spot. There was a crackle, and rock disappeared from around the glitter. It got brighter, but nothing was fully exposed yet. But they could see the edges of a strange brown stone, a blue jewel, and a green jagged piece of glass.

“Mild haul.” Arthur mumbled, and he lined up his next pickaxe. Grotle and Swampert watched with anticipation, and their eyes followed the blur of metal and wood as Arthur threw it. It embedded itself in the middle of the wall, and it shook, causing the three objects to become dislodged. They fell to the ground, and Swampert scuttled forwards to collect them.

“Interesting.” Xavier mumbled, and tapped another glittering patch on the wall. Arthur smiled, and pocketed the objects.

“Glad I impressed you.” He chuckled, and walked towards the hole in the wall. He grabbed a small metal toolbox and opened it up, and passed over a small hammer.

“You can start with that.” Arthur said, and grabbed his pickaxes. Xavier nodded, and struck the wall with the hammer, causing cracks to appear. Arthur laughed at the force, and began working on another section nearby.

For the next ten minutes, the two worked along the wall, hammering and smashing the surface. Dust hung in the air, covering the oil lamps, and Grotle and Swampert jumped over piles of dirt and rock, grabbing fallen treasures as they moved. When all the treasures were gone, they all stopped. Everyone was sweaty, dirty, and had dust in their eyes, but there was a collection of objects nearby: different coloured shards, a large pile of jewels, and several strange fossils.

“This is a much better haul!” Arthur boomed. “Do you want any of it?”

“No.” Xavier replied bluntly. Arthur shrugged, and picked up some of the objects. He and Swampert entered the hole, leaving Xavier and Grotle alone. Xavier slid down the wall, wiping sweat off his face.

“Why do they keep going in there?” Xavier asked, but Grotle just shrugged. Xavier looked around the tunnel, wondering what was happening. Dust was falling from the rocky roof, the scuttle of feet could be heard in the distance, and shouts of joy echoed down to them from other treasure hunters. Xavier looked at the ground, examining some of the rocks, when he noticed something strange: there were two sets of footprints, and the lamps showed them coming from around the corner. There was always a pattern that looked like someone had swept the ground.

“Grotle, did you-” Xavier began, but a shout cut him off.

“Grot!” Grotle cried, and ran forwards. But Arthur was suddenly blasted out of the hole, with purple energy forcing him out. His head hit the back wall, and he slumped to the ground, unconscious. Xavier and Grotle looked at him, but something crunched, and they turned.

A figure was standing by the hole, holding a long machete. Xavier could tell it was a man from the muscles underneath the tight, black cloak, and by the way he was standing. He was covered entirely with the black fabric, and only deep blue eyes could be seen through his headwear.

“Stay out of this, boy, or you’ll be next.” He hissed, and stepped forwards to finish off Arthur.
 
Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 2 (Contains swearing and violence)

Galactic HQ (Eterna)

The tower’s entrance was designed to look like a typical office block lobby: basic colours of white, cream and pale brown dominating the floor, walls and ceiling, a long reception desk, with two smiling women behind it, an elevator, couches, and a table of bad magazines. A bookcase was at one end, while a huge painting of Eterna Forest covered a different wall. If someone wandered in by accident, two bulky security guards, with growling Houndours, kindly escorted them off the premises. Nothing much happened down there, and they were glad for that.

However, today that was going to change.

The phone rang, which it rarely did. The receptionists looked at each
other, unsure what to do. They both were wearing green bowl cut wigs, and clunky dresses made from the Team Galactic fabric. The one to the left cautiously picked up the phone, wondering what would happen.

Then, three trees flew through the window. The receptionists screamed, and the security guards tried to flee, but both were crushed. The receptionists fled from their desk, and one of the trunks smashed through it a second later. Both tried to run for the elevators, but something wrapped around them, and they fell to the floor.

The trees stopped rolling, and they had successfully smashed the entire front of the building, along with destroying the lights, couches, table, tiles, most of the walls, the reception desk, and scattered glass, plaster, leaves and twigs everywhere.

Looker was the first to enter, with Gallade by his side. He had sent Gallade out to send the trees flying, and was glad with the chaos caused. As he examined one of the crushed bodyguards, Vanessa and Matthew walked in, with Piplup and Monferno at their sides, and Silcoon and Cascoon in their arms.

“This is… lovely.” Matthew said huffily, staring around the destroyed room.

“I’ve seen worse.” Looker stated, and turned towards the two. “Are we all certain on the plan?”

“Of course.” Vanessa said, and hugged Cascoon extra tightly. He squirmed, but Vanessa wouldn’t let go: despite how she acted, she was very nervous. Meeting Jupiter again after she had destroyed her life was putting her through hell, but she knew it was the right thing to do. Looker nodded and smiled approvingly at her.

“Alright then, let’s get this going!” He cried. Vanessa and Matthew nodded, and they moved into position. Looker brought Gallade back, who turned into energy and was sucked away. Then, Vanessa sent out
Staraptor, who was a bit sore from the battle, but willing to fight.

“You are going to take Matthew and Looker, alright?” Vanessa said. Staraptor was surprised, but nodded, and flew up, soaring over the two men.

“Good luck.” Matthew muttered.

“Pip Pip!” Piplup agreed. Vanessa’s eyes narrowed, but she nodded in thanks.

“Come on boys, let’s go meet my family.” She scowled, and walked over the wreckage towards the lift. The others watched her, before turning and walking out onto the grass outside.
Vanessa stared nastily at the twitching receptionists, and ignored their muffled cursing as she pressed the button for the lift.

“Are you two ready?” Vanessa asked.

“Mon!”

“Cas!” The two replied, smiling happily. Vanessa smiled back, but was still concerned for their safety. But there was a ping, and the doors parted. Vanessa took a deep breath and stepped forwards.
Once Monferno was in, the doors closed, and Vanessa felt a sensation in her stomach and ears, telling her they were going up. Her umbrella was stored away in her bag, but she sent Luxio out for added protection.

“Luxi Lux?” He asked, stared at the mirrors for walls. Monferno jabbered away in his language, explaining what was happening. Cascoon stared at Vanessa with his big purple eyes. It was like he was able to see into her thoughts, seeing through her frangipani dress and skin and into her heart, and could tell she was worried, more nervous than she had been in four years. But before Cascoon could ask, there
was another ping.

“Be prepared.” Vanessa whispered, and began walking.

The doors parted, and the first thing Vanessa saw was twelve machine guns pointed at her.

“Hello everyone.” Vanessa boomed, and put on a smile as she stepped out. Monferno and Luxio stood proudly by her sides, and fire and electricity burnt in their eyes. They looked around, taking in what the laboratory looked like, but were mainly focused on the people: the twelve grunts, all wearing the same gender-based outfits, Charon sitting by his laptop, smiling, and Saturn standing to the side with Toxicroak, a smirk of triumph on his face.

But Vanessa stood straight forwards, past the people pointing weapons at her, and straight at her cousin. Both of them had gotten taller, changed hairstyles, clothing choices and attitude, but they both could recognise their cousin.

“Vanessa.” Jupiter hissed.

“Jupiter.” Vanessa growled back. The grunts could feel the tension, and they backed away to form lines, but still pointed their guns.

“Interesting dress, it looks good on you.” Jupiter said, putting in the false sweetness.

“Thank you. Yours is alright, it would look better on some overweight white trailer trash- oh wait, you already fit that category.” Vanessa snapped back. Jupiter’s eyes narrowed, and she reached behind her. There was the sound of a weapon being drawn, and all the grunts held their breath. Jupiter pulled her arms back around, revealing a metre long axe. The blade took up half the weapon, and was made of a sharp, shiny red metal. The handle was silver with red bands, and designed for her grip.

“I was going to make this pleasant, see if you wanted to catch up.” Jupiter snarled. “But it looks like we are going to do this the hard way.” Vanessa smiled and reached into her bag, pulling her umbrella out.

“You know I wouldn’t have this any other way.” She said with a smile, and held her umbrella in one hand, Cascoon in the other. The two stared at each other, both with their weapons drawn. Skuntank was poised, making a growling sound, as if ready to pounce.

“So, what now?” Vanessa asked, a single bead of sweat trickling down her face. Jupiter smiled, and nodded down at Skuntank.

“I thought a battle would be nice, just to fully test your strengths.” Jupiter explained. “Whoever wins is allowed to kill the other.”

“Jupiter, wait, you-” Saturn began, but Charon held him back.

“She will win, just watch.” The scientist said. Jupiter smiled, and stood back to let Skuntank take centre stage. Vanessa looked at each of her Pokemon and nodded.

“I’ll choose Cascoon.” The grunts all gasped and began to whisper, but Saturn and Jupiter began to roar with laughter.

“Your send your stupid little cocoon up against my beast of a
Pokémon?” Jupiter snorted, and nearly fell over. But Skuntank and Charon looked a bit concerned: why had she chosen Cascoon instead of Monferno and Luxio? But Cascoon tucked his spikes in, and flipped out, spinning through the air and landing on the tiles, facing Skuntank.

“You send first.” Vanessa said, smiling. Jupiter stopped laughing, realising Vanessa was serious, and began to scowl. The admin quickly recalled all information she knew about the bug type, and smiled.

“Start off with Night Slash!” Jupiter ordered.

“Skun!” Skuntank shouted, and ran forwards. Her left claw glowed black, and she jumped up, ready to fight.

“Spinning String Shot!” Vanessa yelled. Cascoon tucked his needles in, and then leapt up, flying over Skuntank.

“Of course!” Charon exclaimed. “I was saw part of the Eterna Contest on the news last night. That Matthew boy used it during his appeal with his Silcoon.” Skuntank landed on the ground, and looked up at Cascoon. He was spinning around, firing String Shot from every pore of his body. However, none of it hit Skuntank: it struck half of the grunts, wrapping around their faces, upper bodies and legs. The spinning motion caused them to flip, crashing into the ground or each other, and their guns flew away across the room.

“IT’S A TRAP!” Charon yelled, and grabbed his hand gun. Vanessa smiled, and nodded at her Pokemon.

“FERNO!”

“LUX!” The two shouted, and fired an Ember and Spark each. One grunt was struck by electricity, and was blasted off his feet. The Ember hit several computers, blowing them to pieces. Jupiter was shocked, but she ran forwards, axe raised.

“Bring it!” Vanessa yelled joyfully, and as the machine gun fire
began, the two women ran towards it each other, their weapons raised, and ready to fight to the death.


Eterna City

While the battle began inside the tower, the rest of the city was calm and pleasant. The sun shone, the Starlys chirped, people wandered around, and Sahara led the way towards the Dialga statue.

The statue was towering over everything in sight, and the concrete eyes of the lord of time managed to stare at every single person that walked by, sending shivers of excitement and fears down people’s spine. Shadows were cast down the left side of the hill, so people were viewing the great artistic masterpiece from the right side, snapping pictures, climbing the legs, and reading the ancient script.
Sahara was happy about seeing the statue: she had had little chance to actually look at the different attractions of the different cities, as she was either being shot at, fleeing for her life, or trying not to touch water and electricity. Even though the statue looked creepy, Sahara was looking forward to a normal day… by her standards, at least.

“Hurry up you lot, we don’t have all day!” Sahara shouted, and turned towards the three walking behind her. Even though it was meant to be an outing, Professors Oak and Rowan had brought their research with them, which Sahara found very strange. Though neither of them were carrying them: Mason, with help from Solrock and Lunatone, was trying to carry two hefty boxes.

“We are going as fast as we can!” Oak grunted.

“You are young and fit, we are old and worn out.” Rowan moaned.

“Yes, but I’ve spent two days technically unconscious.” Sahara pointed out, and continued to skip on ahead. The statue was getting closer, and thankfully the others were finally catching up. A picnic basket hung over Lunatone, and it deposited it onto the ground.

“Fi-na-lly!” Mason puffed, and collapsed to his knees. Rowan and Oak turned around in shock, but Mason hadn’t dropped the boxes. Sahara wandered over to them, and patted Solrock and Lunatone.

“Thanks for brining the food!” She said with a beam, and began to unpack the blanket and several sandwiches. The men crowded around, and each of them randomly grabbed a sandwich, leaving Sahara with a rather soggy one.

“Thanks.” She muttered, and left it on the plate. Instead, Sahara looked up the hill towards the statue, which now loomed directly over them, casting a long shadow near them.

“It truly is a magnificent piece of work.” Rowan said, as he too stared at in with awe. “I am trying to find out some of the history
to it.”

“That would be a fascinating read.” Mason said happily, but everyone gave him a look, and he turned blushing towards his Pokemon. Professors Oak and Rowan began discussing the statue, and Mason was too embarrassed to talk, leaving Sahara sitting on her own, watching everyone else having fun around her.

“I think I’ll let the others come and see this.” Sahara mumbled to herself, and pulled her three PokeBalls out and threw them across the lawn. With a burst of light, Nutty, Aqua and Smash all formed. The professors stopped talking, and turned to examine the Pokemon. Smash stretched to full height, looking rather sore and stiff, and his long body blocked out the sun completely.

“Smash, your blocking out our light!” Sahara called, chuckling slightly.

“ON!” Smash boomed, and coiled up to give them some light. Sahara stood up and stroked his head, while Nutty began chewing at the grass, and Aqua sniffed the soggy sandwich uncertainly.

“What a nice collection of Pokemon.” Professor Oak said approvingly, and he stood up to get a better look at them. Nutty hadn’t noticed the new figures, and looked up in shock at the tall stranger.

“Pachi!” She whimpered, and ran behind Aqua. The Floatzel, sensing she was shocked, stopped up and wrapped his tail around her reassuringly. Sahara ran towards the two, and picked Nutty up and hugged her.

“She can be a bit shy at times, especially if I don’t introduce people first.” Sahara explained. “Nutty, Aqua, Smash, this is Professor Oak. You’ve all met Mason, and Smash, the guy with the moustache is Professor Rowan, my grandfather.” Aqua and Smash both nodded, and extended their tails for the professors to shake. But Nutty still looked very frightened, and with a loud shout, she jumped out of Sahara’s arms and ran towards the statue.

“NUTTY!” Sahara yelled, and ran after her. Aqua and Smash turned, exchanged looks, and rushed after as well.

“Shall we go as well?” Mason sighed. The Professors nodded, and the three men, Lunatone and Solrock joined the chase.


Route 204 (South)

The video stopped, and Charles nearly dropped it in shock, but Harrison quickly caught it. His eyes were wide with horror, but not at the mention of Dex Holders or terrorist groups: after all these weeks, he had forgotten about his friends: Duncan, Kris, Mina and Alexis. Those four had helped him and Lyla out on numerous occasions, and he probably wouldn’t be alive if it hadn’t been for them, yet he had simply forgotten about them as if they had meant nothing.

But his train of thoughts were interrupted by a loud squawk. Charles turned, and watched as Harrison’s Pidgeot fell to the ground, glowing purple. It seemed Beedrill had continued the battle while the trainers were distracted.

“Hey, no fair!” Harrison huffed as he ran towards his fallen Pokemon.

“Well you’ve upset Charles, so you deserve it!” Roshonda snapped. “Beedrill, finish off that Miltank with Twineedle!”

“Rollout!” Lucinda yelled. Beedrill dived towards the ground, his needles glowing white. However, Miltank curled up into a ball and began rolling across the ground. It was obvious she wasn’t aiming for Beedrill, but it wasn’t clear what she was…

“THE GUN!” Charles shouted. Roshonda gasped and tried to grab it, but Miltank was too quick: her hefty body ran over the weapon, turning it to pieces.

“Bitch!” Roshonda roared.

“I’m not being a bitch, just saving my own ass.” Lucinda sneered. Charles and Roshonda looked at each other, smirking, and Lucinda blushed slightly. Harrison stood forwards, ready to protect his friend, and pulled out another Heal Ball.

“You aren’t going to rob us. If you think you can take us, then bring it on!” He yelled, and threw the ball. It was inside a ball capsule, so when it opened, pink bubbles emerged from the light. They all joined together, and with a loud pop, a Vaporeon formed. Miltank stood rolling, and stood along side.

“Elle, come on out!” Charles cried, and threw one of his PokeBall’s. There was the usual burst of red light, and his Eevee formed alongside Beedrill. The four Pokemon and trainers stared at each other, wondering which moves to use.

“A tag battle… this should be fun.” Roshonda said deviously.

“I haven’t had a decent battle in ages.” Lucinda smirked.

“I may have won against that Pearl kid, but the battle was far too easy.” Harrison added, and the two laughed to each other. Charles raised an eyebrow, and looked over at Roshonda, but she hadn’t made the connection between ‘Pearl’ and Matthew Pearl.

Meanwhile, the four Pokemon were edging closely towards each other, waiting for the right moment to initiate their attacks. But as Elle and Vaporeon walked towards each other, they froze. The two stared into each other’s eyes, unsure about what they were seeing. Then, they both put one foot forward, and slowly approached each other, their eyes getting more and more shocked as they moved.

“EVE!”

“VAPOR!” The two cried, and suddenly they charged. The trainers all turned, expecting to be battling, but the two were nuzzling each other, and did a sort of high-five with their paws.

“Why are they acting… nice?” Roshonda said with disgust, as if the concept was foreign and disgusting.

“There is nothing wrong with them being nice to each other.” Charles said, but he did think it was strange. The two Pokemon moved up side by side, their tails touching, and then all of them noticed something: when their tails touched, their seemed to be a heart pattern. One half was a white mark on Elle’s tail, while the other section was a dark shade of blue scales on Vaporeon’s.

“Is that natural?” Lucinda asked. Elle and Vaporeon nodded, and stood very closely to each other.

“Maybe they are related, maybe even twins!” Harrison suggested. Elle and Vaporeon nodded, and everyone looked very shocked.

“Can Pokemon even be twins?” Lucinda said, puzzled. Everyone else shrugged, but Elle and Vaporeon were nodding, and Miltank and Beedrill nodded as well.

“Well, know that you mention it, I think Lyla’s Chikorita was a triplet…” Charles mumbled. But no one was paying attention, as they were all very shocked about the fact that there were twins. Charles and Harrison got down on their knees, and they hugged their respective Pokemon.

“I feel like we’re on some sort of Pokemon version of Desperate Housewives!” Harrison said, tears streaming down his face. Though as they fell off his chin, they became absorbed inside Vaporeon’s body, and she shivered slightly. Elle chuckled slightly, and Vaporeon hit her with her tail, and the two laughed.

“Awww, how sweet.” Lucinda said, wiping away her own tears, and Miltank blew her nose loudly into her arm.

“Yeah, too sweet.” Roshonda snorted. “Beedrill, NOW!” Everyone turned, and watched as Beedrill dived down, using Twineedle, and jabbed into Miltank.

“Mil!” She cried, and toppled over. Lucinda gasped, but before she moved, Roshonda spun around, and used a roundhouse kick to sweep Lucinda’s legs, and she landed in a pile on Miltank.

“Stop her!” Harrison shrieked at Charles, before grabbing his camera. Roshonda ran forwards, just as Harrison threw the hefty black object, trying to knock her over. But Roshonda merely smirked and caught it, and then thrust it into Harrison’s stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

“Vapore!” Vaporeon shrieked, and tried to fire an Aurora Beam. Beedrill spun down and opened his mouth: purple sludge shot out, colliding with the rainbow coloured beam. Frozen purple sludge was sent flying, and Charles covered Elle for protection. Something grabbed his collar, and he felt himself being dragged forwards.

“Get in!” Roshonda cried in his ear, and thrust Charles into the passenger seat, before sliding over the bonnet with Beedrill. Elle squirmed and shouted, trying to get back to her twin. Charles wasn’t sure what to do: he really wanted to find some good food, and sleep in a proper bed. But Elle had just found her twin, and it wouldn’t be fair to pull them apart so suddenly.

“Charles, hurry up!” Roshonda shouted. Lucinda had left the keys in the car, and Roshonda had already started up. Charles looked between Roshonda and Elle, and reluctantly, he sat down in the seat.

“EVA EVE EEVEEEEE!” Elle screamed, and tried to get out. But Roshonda had already stepped on the accelerator, and the pink VW sped away towards the Ravaged Path. Charles put his belt on over Elle, and looked apologetically at her.

“Sorry.” He whispered, and stared sadly at the window, feeling his life drifting even further away. If he couldn’t even be nice to his best friend, what hope did he have?
 
Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 2 (Contains swearing and violence)

The action's really heating up now!

The last few chapters have been very exciting, and I like the description you've used. I'm really looking forward to finding out what'll happen next - keep it up!
 
Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 2 (Contains swearing and violence)

Eterna City

It had been two days since the Eterna Forest fire. Workers had gone in and recovered charred bodies of Pokemon, and two that belonged to two thieves called Marcel and Darren. A lot of trees had been destroyed, though it had actually cleared the route, making it easier for the trainers that had nearly died to be found or flee. Thousands of Pokemon no longer had any homes, though many were now hiding out in the remains of the Old Chateau. The rest were now overflowing Route 205, though some were brave enough to keep on travelling.

Two of those that had taken to the skies were a Misdreavus and Murkrow. The two were good friends, and had sticked together forever. They had even been kidnapped by Marcel and Darren, but had thankfully been freed before becoming toasted. The tree they had shared with a friendly family of Butterfree had been destroyed, so the two friends were searching for a new place to live.

“Murk Krow Murk Urk?” Murkrow said, pointing towards an appealing office block.

“Misdreavus Misdre.” Misdreavus replied, shaking her body in disagreement.. Murkrow nodded, and the two continued onwards.

But suddenly, something shot right, moving at alarming speeds. The
two gasped, and looked around, searching for the object, but there was no sight of it. Instead, they looked towards what had caused it. A blue office block, hidden by several trees, was the only thing nearby. The two squinted, and they could see some of the glass had shattered on the top floor.

“Vus Mis?” Misdreavus said, and Murkrow nodded. The two flew towards the building, wondering what was happening. As they got closer, though, they realised that another, much larger bid was there: a Staraptor hovering near the roof. A man in a trench coat and a blue wearing mainly blue were on her back, and Misdreavus excitedly jabbered at Murkrow.

“MIS DREAV!” She cried, and stared pointedly at the boy. Murkrow was puzzled, but then it clicked: he was the boy who had helped rescue them from the car. The two tried to get close, but more things flew past them, and they dived behind the trees, and stared through the class to see what was happening.

Inside the top floor, Vanessa and Jupiter were furiously duelling, the sound of clashing metal ringing inside the room. Grunts tried to fire at Vanessa, but she and Jupiter were moving so fast that they were afraid of hitting the admin. Meanwhile, Monferno and Toxicroak were battling it out on the computer tables, and Luxio and Skuntank were exchanging long-range attacks. Cascoon merrily fired String Shot, tying guns to the grunts arms, or causing them to trip up.

“Die you bitch!” Jupiter yelled, and swung her axe.

“Not bloody likely!” Vanessa shouted back, and deflected back with her blade. The two continued to spin, swing and block, and sparks began to fly from their swords. A stray Ember flew over them, but the two women hardly noticed.

“So, how’s living on the streets been?” Jupiter snarled.

“Ten times better than when I lived with you.” Vanessa replied with a smile, and slashed down. Jupiter jumped backwards, but the sword slashed through the middle of her outfit.

“Oops, my mistake.” Vanessa laughed, and went to hit again. Jupiter let out an angry cry, and instead of swinging her sword, she suddenly did a back flip. Vanessa turned her head to avoid her legs, and Jupiter came back around, and whacked Vanessa in the jaw with the axe handle. Vanessa fell backwards, landing alongside a shocked Cascoon. The grunts all sneered, but none of them had their guns: Cascoon had disarmed them all. Jupiter walked slowly forwards, her axe raised above her head. Saturn and Charon smiled viciously with glee, and stared towards Vanessa, lying on the ground, blood trickling from her
mouth.

“Are you ready to bow down and accept death?” Jupiter jeered. Vanessa simply replied by spitting blood up, hitting Jupiter’s face. The purple haired admin scowled, and prepared to jab down. Vanessa smiled and leapt up, the axe smashing into the tiles. She raised her umbrella, and everyone saw the sword had been replaced with a long, black thing that looked familiar.

“That… that looks like Ursilla’s energy gun.” Saturn whispered.

“She’s been inactive for the past two days.” Charon gasped.

“Of course she’s been, I watched as the snake drag queen was beheaded.” Vanessa explained, and all members of Team Galactic gasped. Toxicroak and Skuntank froze battling, horrified, but this allowed Monferno and Luxio to Mach Punch and Thunder Fang them.

“W-w-who killed her, with what?” Jupiter asked quietly.

“Jaki did, y’know, one of Sahara’s wackjob personalities.” Vanessa explained, laughing slightly as if this was normal. “Anyway, she produced some sort of black sword, cut her head off. I then stole the gun and used it to save my ass.” Everyone gasped once again: not only was Ursilla dead, but Sahara had somehow survived the explosion, and Jaki had come out. Vanessa was enjoying their misery, and decided to prove it by pulling a trigger in the handle. The infamous powerful ball of energy shot out, and it moved with the speed of a bullet. Jupiter screamed and jumped, and the energy soared over her shoulder. But it kept on going, and the only thing left to hit was the dome. Vanessa grabbed Cascoon and jumped, just as the energy hit. There was a bright explosion, and suddenly hot glass was sent flying across the wide room. Monferno and Luxio dived under a desk, and the grunts and admins all yelled, trying to avoid being cut.

The sound of the shattering glass and the flashing light had been reflected outside, and Matthew, Looker, Piplup, Silcoon and Staraptor had noticed. They were flying near the windows, trying to get a good view. It was obvious something had happened, and Matthew looked urgently at Looker.

“I think it is time to go in, I don’t want Vanessa getting harmed.” He whispered. Looker looked into the cracking windows and nodded. It might be a bit early for them to go in, but it was necessary if something had exploded.

“Go Staraptor, we need to save your trainer!” The spy announced.

“Star!” Staraptor replied, and flew forwards. Matthew held onto her feathers tightly, and so did Piplup and Silcoon, as they knew what was coming.

The glass had finished raining down inside, and it had done it’s damage. Computers screens had been cracked, lights damaged, and everyone had cuts except for the Pokemon. One grunt had been impaled in the throat, and lay dying over a desk. Vanessa looked up from the tiles, making sure there weren’t any huge chunks near her. She looked around, and caught the eyes of her Pokemon.

“Lux.”

“Mon.”

“Cas.” The three said healthily, and Vanessa smiled as she knew they were all safe.

“Excellent, now we need to-”

“YOU BITCH!” All heads turned, and Vanessa wheeled around onto her front. Jupiter was walking madly towards her, her outfit and hair badly cut up, and a look of maniacal evil on her face.

“You… need… to DIE!” She roared, and raised her axe up with her bleeding hands. Vanessa felt for her sword, but it had landed near a moaning grunt. Jupiter grinned with twisted glee, and began to drop her deadly weapon.

Then everything happened at once.

The first thing was that a roar emitted from beneath them, shaking the entire floor, and suddenly a stampeding sound could be heard, coming from where the stairs were. Jupiter froze, confused, but this was a mistake: Monferno, Luxio and Cascoon each fired Ember, Spark and Poison Sting respectively, aiming the admin’s chest and arms. But before the attacks could hit, the windows simultaneously exploded, sending more glass flying as a blue tornado entered the room.

“YES!” Vanessa cried, and ran towards her umbrella. Jupiter looked, but all three attacks hit her, blasting her off her feet. Papers and glass flew past her, all being sucked into the twister. Red energy shot out, and then a Lickilicky, Gallade and Jolteon formed alongside. The Twister stopped, revealing Staraptor, a slightly green Looker, and a very dizzy Matthew an Piplup, and an excited looking Silcoon.

“Oh great, just what we need!” Saturn hissed, and angrily kicked at one of the computers.

“Patience my dear boy, can’t you hear the cries of our comrades?” Charon said, smirking. He pointed towards the stairs, using the confusion of the Twister to buy them time, and his smile grew. Suddenly, about three dozen grunts raced up the stairs, all holding a machine gun. Coming up in the air, alongside, in front and behind were a mass of Pokemon: mainly Zubats, Golbats, a pack of Stunky and Glameow, some angry looking Geodude, and a lot of cackling Gastly.

“Vanessa!” Matthew shouted, and leapt off Staraptor. “Look at that army!” Vanessa successfully grabbed her umbrella, and turned towards the army, which was running up the stairs and heading into the main part of the room.

“CLOSE COMBAT, EMBER, SPARK, STRING SHOT!” Vanessa yelled, and activated the Energy Gun on her umbrella. Looker leapt off Staraptor, allowing her to fly forwards and begin attacking the grunts.

“Gallade use Psychic to clear them all, Jolteon use Discharge on those Zubat, and Lickilicky use Brick Break on anyone!” The spy instructed to his Pokemon, and then turned to Matthew. “Have you Piplup use Bubble to stop those Geodude, and grab Silcoon and Cascoon and go towards Charon.”

“Why, his Pokemon are too strong for us!” Matthew replied, whimpering slightly.

“Just copy all of Charon’s information onto this USB!” Looker snapped, and passed over a black object the size of Matthew’s index finger. Matthew pocketed the object nervously.

“I’ll do it, I guess.” He mumbled. Looker smiled at him, but a bullet shot between them, and the spy pulled a gun out and fired it. Matthew and his Pokemon turned away, but heard a shout of pain.

“Piplup Pip!” Piplup huffed, but Looker merely shrugged.

“Had to.” He replied. “Now come on!” And he picked Piplup up and ran towards the army.

“Good luck!” Matthew cried, and Piplup simply glared at him. Team Galactic’s army was getting into the centre of the room, though Staraptor and Gallade were using their attacks to push them back. Monferno and Lickilicky fought hand-to-hand against the mass of Geodude, while Luxio and Jolteon fired their electric attacks at the Zubat, and fried some of the other Pokemon in the process. Vanessa swirled her umbrella around, either stabbing grunts or firing more pure energy, blowing holes in the roof and walls. Matthew was horrified by all the destruction, and covered his ears, trying to block out the screaming, yelling and gunfire.

“Coon Silcoon!” Silcoon cried, and used String Shot to heave herself onto Matthew’s shoulder.

“Hey there. Are you ready?” Matthew asked, though he was talking to himself more. Silcoon nodded, and Matthew smiled nervously. He turned and began to walk, but there was an ominous sound, and he dived behind a computer desk.

Walking into the battle was Toxicroak and Skuntank, both ready to fight, but four new Pokemon followed behind: a Haunter, Cacturne, Rhydon and Scyther. They all looked like they had come out of nightmares, with wicked grins, nasty great claws, and several scars and damages. Jupiter and Saturn were walking behind, Jupiter with her axe, and it seemed that the Pokemon belonged to them. Saturn was holding a machine gun, and his arm was linked with Jupiter’s, and they looked happy about entering battle.

“Disgusting.” Matthew hissed, and he began to creep across the glass-strewn floor, trying not to touch anything harmful. The battle was too full-on for anyone to notice him, and Matthew and Silcoon crossed the floor without any trouble. They reached another computer desk, and Matthew peered over the chair. Charon was only a few metres away, typing furiously on his laptop as if nothing was wrong. Silcoon chuckled quietly, and her cute laugh made Matthew smile.

“Use String Shot, tie him to the chair!” He hissed.

“Sil!” She cried, and quickly fired the white string from her spikes.
Charon was too busy to notice, but suddenly string began to wrap around him, closing off his mouth, and tying his arms and legs to his chair.

“MAPHEW!” The scientist shouted, and tried standing up, reaching for his PokeBalls. Matthew yelped, and turned to flee, but suddenly something flew past them.

“COOOOOON!” Matthew and Silcoon looked, and watched as the object smashed into Charon’s forehead. The scientist toppled over backwards, landing flat on his back and wriggling like a little Wurmple. The white figure floated back, and they could now see it was Cascoon, hanging from a String Shot.

“Nice work!” Matthew called, and caught the bug type. Silcoon smiled affectionately, and Cascoon smiled back. Matthew raced towards the laptop, placing both of the Pokemon on the desk, and quickly plugged the USB in. A strange screen popped up, with a gold circle in the centre with the letters “IP” and a motto across it. Information began to appear, then disappear just as quickly, all the files being duplicated. Matthew smiled, glad his role was over, and looked down at Charon, who was struggling to get up. Matthew laughed, and prodded him with his toe.

“COON!” Matthew’s glee was interrupted, and he turned just as Vanessa landed at his feet. Matthew looked down and gasped.

Blood was trickling from Vanessa’s chest, moving like a stream through her outfit. Despite the fact it had remained dry during Rain Dance, the dress was now being stained, turning a light red colour. The wound was small but circular, which could only be one thing.

“Oh my Arceus…” Matthew whispered, and he fell to his knees. Vanessa was looking pale, and more blood was coming out, going down her side, forming on the floor. “Please no, please don’t be dead.” He whispered. There was the sound of crunching glass, and Matthew looked up. Saturn was walking forwards, his machine gun raised. It was obvious it had been him that had done it, and know he was going to
finish off Matthew as well.

“Goodbye, scum.” The admin hissed, and poised his finger on the gun.

“STAR-AP-TOOOOORRRR!” The screech was the most horrific thing anyone had ever heard. The gunfire, the explosions, the shouts all stopped, and all eyes turned towards the roof. Staraptor was emitting the horrible sound, her eyes glowing red with rage, and her feathers standing up in her anger. She was looking straight past Saturn, straight towards her dying trainer.

“STAR!” She screamed again, and began to spin around: not just vertically, but was spinning in a complete circle all over the place. Her rage was making her Twister strong, and soon the blue tornado grew from the wind. It was longer and wider, and everything began to be sucked up. Pokemon, grunts, computers, shards of glass, anything that wasn’t too heavy was sucked in. Grunts screamed, Pokemon squawked, by the extra wind caused blocked most of it out. Matthew clung to Vanessa’s body, refusing to let his friend go. Suddenly, the Twister struck him. Matthew cried out, and felt himself get picked up. He shut his eyes, the wind stinging them anyway. He clasped onto Vanessa’s shoulders, ignoring the pain as her body smashed into his. Then, almost as quickly as he’d been sucked up, Matthew realised he was flying. He opened one eye, staring to see where he would land.

And then he realised he was heading out the window.


Eterna City (Dialga Statue)

Nutty ran frantically through the crowd, desperate to get away from the scary professor. The small crowd around the statue were shocked at her appearance, as she jumped over bags, ran through legs, and even bowled an elderly lady over.

“NUTTY, COME BACK!” Sahara cried, and ran up the hill after her. The crowd turned from the Pachirisu towards Sahara, and many of them gave her ‘bad trainer’ looks. Sahara felt guilty and embarrassed, but this intensified as the ground rumbled: Smash was travelling the fastest way he knew, and was sliding through the muddy grass, scaring the crowd back. Sahara was glad that the judgemental gathering of tourists was parting, but the fact that the ground was shaking scared Nutty even more, and she leapt onto the base of the statue. Sahara came to a halt, and Smash and Aqua appeared alongside.

“Nutty, please come down!” Sahara called, trying to ignore several appalled children sitting on the base.

“Flo Float Zel Zel!” Aqua called, wanting to help as well.

“Pachi Pach Risu PACHIRISU!” Nutty yelled, and pointed with her tail. Professors Oak and Rowan, along with Mason and his Pokemon, were running towards them. Nutty shivered, and leapt onto the statue’s body. Sahara sighed, and looked over Smash towards the others.

“Professor Oak, can you please, like, go away?” Sahara asked bluntly. “Or find a way to apologise to Nutty.” Professor Oak looked stunned by this, but looked up at the squirrel, who was crawling towards the head.

“I am very sorry Nutty, I didn’t mean to shock or offend you.” Professor Oak called up.

“Yes, he is very sorry!” Professor Rowan added, trying to put on a friendlier voice.

“Pach!” Nutty cried, and ran up the statue’s neck, planting herself
on the cold stone head. Sahara let out a groan, and looked towards the others for suggestion.

“Ummm….” Mason mumbled, and looked at his Pokemon for help.

“Luna Lu Tone.”

“Sol Solrock!” Lunatone and Solrock explained.

“Brilliant idea!” Mason boomed. “Why not just get Smash to reach up
towards the head, and then you climb up him?”

“ON!” Smash roared in agreement, and began to uncoil himself.

“Looks like it’s been decided.” Sahara chuckled. “Thanks Mason.” Mason smiled and blushed, and the two professors exchanged knowing looks. Smash reached up towards Nutty, who smiled at her team-mate. Sahara jumped up onto the middle of Smash’s body, and began to climb at as quickly as possible. Thankfully, there were a lot of foot and handholds in-between each of the rough boulders, so Sahara come climb up easily. She wanted to turn and examine the city, but didn’t have the time for it: getting Nutty was more important. Within two minutes, Sahara reached Smash’s head, with only a few grazes from his jagged body.

“Come on Nutty, you can come down now.” Sahara said calmly, and crawled slowly along Smash’s head, holding onto his rock fin. One of his eyes looked was right near her foot, but was twice as big, and Sahara was shocked and amazed by it.

“Risu Pachirisu!” Nutty complained, and stared down unhappily at Professor Oak.

“He won’t hurt you, he’s a Pokemon Professor!” Sahara explained desperately, crawling closer and closer towards the statue’s head. There was a half metre gap between Smash’s head and the statue, but as Sahara stood up, wobbling uncertainly by Smash’s nostrils, she felt certain that Nutty could leap across. Nutty walked along the head, looking towards Sahara, who stretched her arms out.

“Now come on, please, you can- AARGH!” Sahara had been too busy focusing on Nutty to notice her right foot had slipped. It set off a chain reaction of sorts, and Sahara slipped onto her back, and then slid down the rest of Smash’s face and fell, legs first, towards the statue.

“FLO!” Aqua cried, and leapt upwards, hoping to catch her.
“Lunatone, Solrock, Psychic!” Mason bellowed, and his two Pokemon
looked towards Sahara. But Sahara’s flailing arms and legs made contact with the statue: there was a bit that jutted out, and Sahara was able to grab hold of it. The rest of her body began to swing, and the only other bit to hold was a glowing blue orb.

“I’m fine, I’ll be alright!” Sahara cried, and after swinging twice, she grabbed onto the blue orb, leaving her stretched across the statue. The base wasn’t far below, so she would be able to drop and grab onto it. Aqua landed on the base, and he extended his arms out.

“Zel Float Flo!” He cried, signalling he would catch her. The crowd was bunching up below, with two burly men looking ready to help catch her. Sahara took a deep breath, trying to get over the horrific feeling that comes with falling, and began to let go.

That’s when she felt the spark.

Sahara turned back towards the orb, examining it more closely. Inside
whatever material the coating was, bolts of what looked like blue lightning was striking the spot her hand was touching. Scared, Sahara tried to let go, but her fingers wouldn’t budge. The crowd began jabbering in shock, and the professors and Mason ran up to the base.

“Sahara, what’s wrong?” Professor Rowan shouted.

“Th-th-the orb, it’s doing something!” Sahara shrieked back, and tried desperately to pull away. But her hand seemed to be frozen to the orb as if they were meant to be together, and to make things worse, her hand was beginning to turn blue.

“HELP!” Sahara screamed. The yell somehow came out louder than intended, and it made everyone clasp their ears, and Smash recoiled in fear. Something freaky was happening, and Sahara couldn’t stop it.

Than, she burst into blue light.

Everyone in the area began to scream or gasp with shock, as the
teenage girl in front of them began glowing blue. Sahara’s hair was whipped up by an invisible wind, and some strange force was pulling her body up.

“What’s wrong, what’s going on?” Mason yelled. A horrific screeching sound was emitting from Sahara, and the crowd was beginning to flee in horror.

“This has something to do with Eden, it must be that!” Professor Rowan boomed. “But the only way to stop it would be to-” But before he finished his sentence, the professor was knocked to the ground. The other two turned, and saw that Solrock had down it. Mason was about to ask his Pokemon why it had down that, when a trash can suddenly flew over their heads. It moved towards Sahara and disappeared into the blue light.

“She seems to have become a magnet!” Professor Oak gasped. More objects flew over their heads, including tin cans, discarded PokeBalls, car keys, even sections of cars.

“We need to run and hide!” Mason shouted.

“Good idea, there isn’t much we can do!” Professor Oak yelled back. Lunatone’s eyes flashed pink, and Professor Rowan was lifted up. They ran towards a wooden that a lot of the crowd was hiding behind. Aqua watched as they left, and his face twisted in a scowl. But then he turned back, staring towards Sahara, just like Smash and Nutty were doing, all wondering what was wrong with their trainer.


The Underground

The strange masked man walked towards Arthur, his machete held high.

“We have warned you about disrupting us before.” The man hissed in his deep voice. “And now, you must pay the price for your ignorance!” But Arthur had been knocked out cold, and the words meant nothing. The man didn’t mind, and he lifted his weapon up. There were shouts and cries coming from the hole, and some purple sludge and white energy shot out. The man ignored this all as well, and prepared to stab.

Then, all of a sudden, green leaves shot across him, smashing into his arm and weapon. The man yelled out, and the machete was sent
flying.

“Good job Grotle.” Xavier shouted, and patted his Pokemon on the head.

“Grot!” Grotle replied, remaining serious. The masked man turned angrily towards him, his eyes narrowed and boiling with rage.

“How dare you!” He shouted. “We need to punish this man for what he has done, and my boss can’t have a brat interfering with that!”

“Arthur is a nice man, and I don’t want you to kill him.” Xavier replied. The man merely smirked, and looked towards the hole.

“I require assistance!” He yelled. The wall rumbled slightly, and suddenly Swampert was sent flying out, smashing into the wall like his trainer. And, following behind, another man stepped out of the hole. He was wearing black robes, just like his partner, but instead of a machete, a samurai sword was strapped to his side, and it seemed to glow in the faint light.

“This shouldn’t take long.” The new man snarled, and he clicked his fingers. Two more figures emerged from the hole, but these ones weren’t humans: a Swalot and a Qwilfish climbed over the rocks, and positioned themselves in front of the men. Both Pokemon had a nasty look on their faces, and seemed to be looking forward to whatever
their masters had planned.

“You have foolishly messed with our plans, child.” The first man boomed.

“Now, you must defeat us, otherwise feel our wrath.” The second man yelled, and it echoed inside the tunnel. Xavier simply stared at them, rather unaffected by their threats, though he was aware at what was at stake.

“Grotle, Razor Leaf!” Xavier commanded. Grotle looked surprised: both Pokemon were Poison, so the attack would do little. He just wanted to back away, preferring not to get badly beaten, but he also knew they couldn’t let Arthur die. Reasonably reluctantly, Grotle let loose the onslaught of leaves. They smashed into Swalot and Qwilfish, but the two hardly even felt them, and smirked to each other.

“Sludge Bomb!” The first man ordered Swalot.

“Pin Missile!” The second yelled to Qwilfish. Swalot opened his mouth wide, and a ball of purple slime shot out. Grotle groaned as it hit him on the head, exploding all over his body. And then, Qwilfish puffed up, become twice his normal size, and miniature white missiles were released from his spikes, flying through the cave, and then exploding on Grotle’s hard shell.

“GROTLE!” He shouted, and was sent rolling backwards, landing behind Xavier. The trainer bent down and examined Grotle, making sure he was still conscious.

“Do you wish to carry on?” Xavier asked. Grotle sighed and rolled his eyes, and then shook his head as she struggled to get up. Xavier nodded and reached into his pockets.

“Very well then. Lapras, Drifloon, take over!” He said, and threw two PokeBalls onto the ground. With a burst of light that lit up the tunnel, temporarily highlighting the rocks, wood and cracks in the ground, before Lapras and Drifloon formed.

“Floon Flo Drif?” Drifloon asked, looking around curiously.
Ah, the Underground. It has been a while. Lapras thought, chuckling to herself. But then she noticed the masked men and their Pokemon,
and the laughter died. Oh joy, more freaks to battle.

“You may have two Pokemon now…” The first man cried, unable to hear
Lapras.

“But we will still defeat you!” The second finished. Drifloon and
Lapras were taken aback by these strange men, and quickly looked at each other before nodding, and smiling at Xavier, waiting for instructions.

“Psychic on Swalot and Ominous Wind on Qwilfish.” Xavier told them, and the two Pokemon nodded.

“Fire Punch Drifloon!” The first man barked at Swalot.

“And use Water Gun on Lapras!” The second man instructed Qwilfish. Lapras smirked, and willing took the Water Gun. But, to the shock of the men, it simply washed over her, doing nothing. She chuckled, and her eyes flashed pink.

“SWAAAL!” Swalot cried, as an invisible force sent him flying up into the darkness and hitting the cave roof. Qwilfish gulped, and looked towards Drifloon.

“DRIIIF- LOOOOOOON!” She cried, and black wind shot out of her, smashing into the fish and send him crashing into the wall. Seconds later, with a loud shout, Swalot fell from the sky, and landed over his fellow Pokemon. The two men were shocked, and stared over at their unconscious Pokemon.

“May we have Arthur please?” Xavier asked. The men snapped back again, and their eyebrows narrowed together.

“Not on your life!” They yelled in chorus. The second man pulled his samurai sword out, and began to run forwards, while his partner grabbed his machete and followed after.

Get back! Lapras thought, and she blasted the two backwards, sending them skidding along the sandy floor.

“Let’s move away, it’ll be safer until they leave.” Xavier said. He sprayed some Potion on Grotle, and the purple slime was washed away.
“Till Grotle.” He said in thanks, and led the way. The four rushed towards one of the crossroads, and began to cross into the next tunnel.

“Drif!” Drifloon exclaimed, and pointed down the tunnel to their left, promptly dropping her berries. As she began to fly away, the others stared to where she had pointed.

Moving slowly towards them appeared to be a giant sandstorm. It was just a huge cloud of sand, and only the lights ahead of it were revealing it’s progress.

“That isn’t natural.” Xavier said, causing more eye-rolling from his Pokemon.

I suspect they are some sort of Pokemon, a herd of them, perhaps. Lapras suggested.

“Have you seen anything like this before?” Xavier asked, while Grotle chased after Drifloon.

I have seen Sandstorm in use, obviously, but not like this. Lapras snapped back. But their conversation and wonderment was interrupted, as footsteps disturbed the silence. Curious, Xavier and Lapras turned around, and they saw the two men standing up once again, clasping their weapons, and looking ready to throw them.

“We should keep on moving.” Xavier said, and turned towards Grotle and Drifloon, who had become tangled together.

Just stand still, I know what to do. Lapras hissed, and Xavier suddenly froze due to Psychic. Lapras smiled, and then stared down the tunnel. She could hear the men preparing to throw their weapons, but the sandstorm was getting closer. Xavier and his team could make out some shadows now, and it was obvious that a large pack of Pokemon were causing the sand.

Here we go. Lapras thought, and her eyes glowed pink once again. As the men prepared to throw their weapons, they were suddenly blinded as sand erupted in the tunnel. Lapras’ Psychic was controlling the sand, and blasting the entire storm down the length of the passage. The men cried out, as they became blinded by the particles.

Worked like a charm. Lapras smirked. She blasted a hole through the sand, and was able to see Xavier grasping onto Drifloon and Grotle. She smiled encouragingly at them, but couldn’t do anything without the sand being set free. But she was being damaged by it, and Lapras knew they would have to stop soon. There was more rumbling in the ground, and suddenly the herd causing the sandstorm appeared: it was a herd of multi coloured Pokemon, some yellow, others brown with yellow, though they were all the same species.

“Interesting, it appears to be a herd of Hippopotas, a ground Pokemon.” Xavier shouted, his green PokeDex visible through the sand. The Hippopotas herd ran past, glaring up at the team.

“Hippo Po, Hippo Po, Hippo Po.” They chanted, and began running past. The sand began to disappear, as the source began to disappear. Lapras’ eyes turned back to their normal colour, and as the last Hippopotas walked away, staring curiously at Xavier as he passed, the sand was sucked away. The change was dramatic, and the tunnel suddenly seemed eerie and very empty. Grotle and Drifloon both exhaled and shook sand from their bodies. Xavier watched the herd as they disappeared, thinking about how they had saved them.

“I want one.” Xavier announced, and he began to walk forwards. The one that had stared at him while passing looked behind, and Xavier reached in to his bag to find a PokeBall.

“Grotle Grot!” Grotle said urgently, and pushed Xavier backwards, and stared down the tunnel. Xavier saw that Lapras and Drifloon were staring in that direction as well. Xavier turned his back to the Hippopotas, and looked down the tunnel.

The two men had suddenly disappeared, taking their deadly weapons with them. Arthur and Swampert lay on the ground, both groaning, beginning to awake from their slumbers. But something more shocking stood in front of them.

It was a person, but was unlike anyone Xavier had ever seen. The figure was wearing a black silk suit jacket, with matching trousers and tie over a white shirt. White cotton gloves covered the person’s hands, and smart leather shoes were upon his feet.

But it was the head that was the most shocking thing: instead of a normal, peach or brown coloured face, the face was a dazzling, ghostly white, with no hair upon his head. And the face was permanently fixed in a twisted smile, a squinted expression that Xavier recognised.

It’s a mask! Lapras thought. One of those old theatre masks: one is happy, and

“One is sad.” The figure finished. The voice was cold and metallic, sending shivers down everyone’s spines. It echoed inside the tunnel, but also inside their minds. The person walked forwards, tilting its head slightly, the permanent smile staring at them.

“I am afraid it isn’t safe for you down here, Xavier Diamond.” The person, who they could only presume was male from his deep voice, said, causing more strange echoes. Grotle was backing nervously behind Xavier, while Drifloon wrapped one of her thin legs around his arm.

“I did gather that from the sword wielding men.” Xavier replied, and the strange man chuckled.

“They are nothing compared to the dangers in Sinnoh at the moment.” The man explained. “People are beginning to die, and there is very little anyone can do if they are down here. It makes me feel so… sad.” And suddenly, with the sound of a whip cracking, the man’s head spun around. Everyone except Xavier gasped, and watched as the happy mask was suddenly replaced with an unhappy, frowning one.

“You are needed up there, Xavier Diamond, to help your friends.” The man continued, his voice becoming reasonably softer. “All of your friends are in danger, and you are able to help them.”

“How exactly?”

“By going back up.” The man replied, and pulled a disc from his pocket. It was glowing purple and had flashing lights, but the man simply examined it (though no one was sure how, as his eyes were covered with mask) and placed it on the ground. White light suddenly engulfed everyone, including Arthur and Swampert.

What is this, what is he doing? Lapras shouted.

“I am sending you back up, where Sahara, Vanessa and Matthew need
you.” The man explained. He was unaffected by the light, and seemed to be a giant shadow there. Everyone suddenly began to rise up, and Grotle and Drifloon began yelling out in fright.

“Thank you odd man.” Xavier said, as they all rose up, and the man laughed, his head turning back to the happy face.

“Just call me Masquerade.” He chuckled. “Until next time, goodbye.” And with that, Xavier, his Pokemon and Arthur began rocketing back to the surface.


Eterna City (Dialga Statue)

People were trying to flee by cars or bicycles, but the strong magnetic current was holding them back. Tons of metal was being sucked towards Sahara and the Dialga statue, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. Nutty, Aqua and Smash were firing attacks towards the light, but it was simply sucked away, and the light grew, and began covering the entire statue. Standing near the lime green contest hall, Mason, Professor Oak, Lunatone and Solrock all stared and watched, while Professor Rowan lay on the ground, unconscious.

“This must have something to do with the orb!” Mason yelled, as there was a whistling sound as wind was sucked towards Sahara.

“The orb in the statue is the Adamant Orb, the legendary orb that can be used to summon Dialga.” Professor Oak explained. “Rowan and I did the same study on it years ago, but there’s been recent activity in the Space-Time Continuum, and we think something terrible is about to happen.” Professor Oak explained. Mason nodded, though it didn’t really make that much sense. Professor Oak saw the confusion on his face and sighed, and looked back towards Sahara. The magnetic pull coming from her was getting worse, and parts of buildings were shaking.

“Professor, don’t you have Pokemon we can use?” Mason asked.

“I highly doubt any of my Pokemon will be able to stop her.” Professor Oak replied solemnly. There was a groan, and Lunatone and Solrock dived down to Professor Rowan’s side as he began to stir.

“Professor Rowan, are you alright?” Mason asked. Professor Rowan simply moaned, and Mason began to feel his pulse, and checked his heads for any bruising.

“Watch out!” Professor Oak suddenly cried, and pushed Mason out of the way. Metal from the windows and doors of the contest hall flew over them, being sucked towards Sahara and the blue light. The two men watched as it was sucked in and disappeared, and then as electric and water was fired in as well.

“PACHIIIIIIII!” Nutty cried, and fired a Spark.

“FLO!” Aqua yelled, and a Water Gun in afterwards.

“ON!” Smash roared, and thrashed at the ground, trying to make rocks to throw. The three Pokemon wanted their trainer back, and they meant well, but their ideas weren’t working, and more and more destruction was being caused. Smash let his rage out on the ground, and angrily smashed at the green and brown floor. Suddenly, the earth began to glow, and began to move, as if it was made of jelly.

“Onix Ix Onix!” Smash shouted, and moved away. Nutty and Aqua stared at it as well, and slowly backed away, though still firing their attacks.

Then, Xavier suddenly flew out.

Sahara’s Pokemon all screamed as Xavier rose up, followed quickly by Drifloon, then Grotle, an old man, Lapras, and a Swampert. All six of them looked away as they rose up, trying to see where they were, but then they kept on rising up into the blue light!

“PACHIRISU!” Nutty bellowed, and ran forwards. She didn’t get very far, as suddenly pink bolts of lightning shot out, and the force coming from them made the three Pokemon move backwards. Then, with a loud bang, the blue light disappeared, and the six fell back to the now solid-again ground, along with Sahara.

“What just happened?” Xavier asked, staring around. Grotle, Lapras and Drifloon all shrugged, and examined Arthur and Swampert, who both looked even more confused. Sahara’s Pokemon rushed forwards, and Aqua gave them all a nod, before they all began examining Sahara. She was twitching slightly, and blue electricity crackled through her body, so they couldn’t tell if she was fine. There was the sound of footsteps, and Xavier looked up, watching as Mason ran over.

“I saw what happened, what did you do?” He asked, panting slightly.

“Lapras used Psychic, and managed to free us. But what is go-” Before Xavier could finish his sentence, there was a suddenly explosion from within the centre, and the tourists around them began to scream. Xavier, Mason and the Pokemon all looked, and stared towards the direction of the explosion. It was behind a row of trees, and a yellow ring glinted in the sunshine, and they pondered as too what could have caused it.
 
Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 4 (Contains mild swearing and violence)

Back a few minutes…

Matthew began to scream, and his mind temporarily went blank: he forgot about the guns firing at him, the raging Twister behind him, or the fact one of his friends was dying in his hands. All he could think about was the fact he was beginning to fall.

“HEEEELLLLP!” Matthew screamed, and watched as the green grass drew closer, the trees began to enclose him in, and the feeling in his stomach became worse….

“COOOON!” There was a cry from up above, but Matthew wasn’t sure how to twist his body to see what it was. But he didn’t have to, as suddenly white, sticky string wrapped around his midriff, and Matthew felt himself come to a halt, bouncing a few times. String also wrapped around Vanessa, and her limp body was taken off his hands. Matthew and Vanessa were now suspended from somewhere, dangling over the wreckage they had caused earlier. In the distance, two police cars were speeding towards the tower, obviously having seen the destruction. Matthew began frantically waving his arms, trying to catch someone’s attention.

“HELP, WE NEED HELP!” He screamed. The string was bouncing a bit, and Matthew thought it was going to break. He felt a tug, and was about to yell again, but quickly realised the ground was getting further away, not closer. He looked up, and saw Silcoon and Cascoon sitting by the broken windows, struggling to pull the two up.

“Oh you two, thank you so much!” Matthew called. He saw the yellow G rotating past, and hoped he wouldn’t get cut. But then he focused his attention on Vanessa: the blood had soaked a huge line in her dress, and was beginning to drip down her legs.

“Call Monferno, Piplup or Luxio, we have to put pressure on the bleeding!” Matthew shouted, though he wasn’t sure if Vanessa was still alive. After another half a minute, Matthew and Vanessa were pulled up to the window, and Matthew pulled himself up, and then helped a struggling Cascoon heave Vanessa onto the glass-strewn tiles. Matthew, Silcoon and Cascoon were all panting, but Matthew managed a smile.

“Thank you.” He wheezed, and hugged the two. Then, he looked over towards the battle. Staraptor was battling furiously, not caring who she hit, and sent grunts and Pokemon flying, and nearly hit Lickilicky at one point. Looker was expertly firing his gun, aiming for Saturn and Jupiter, who tried fighting the spies Pokemon back as they fought with their own. Matthew tried looking for Piplup and the others, but they were nowhere to be seen.

“Silcoon, Cascoon, do you know were the other Pokemon are?”

“Pip Pip!” Piplup jumped out from behind a shattered pot plant, chuckling at Matthew’s surprise. Monferno and Luxio were there as well, but they raced over towards Vanessa, who was lying there, her eyes closed and face pale. Matthew grabbed Piplup and Silcoon, and walked sadly towards them.

“I’m… I’m… I’m sorry for your loss.” Matthew whispered, and felt a strangely warm tear streak down his cheek. Luxio and Cascoon were crying as well, and Monferno stood strongly besides them, struggling to keep his emotions in.

“How cute.” Everyone turned, and saw Charon standing there, smirking, while his Bronzong floated alongside. “Thanks to that oversized bird, the String Shot broke, obviously freeing me. My laptop, however, was blown away in the Twister, and whilst looking for it, who did I find but this scum.” He then looked down at Vanessa and laughed, before pulling her umbrella out from behind him.

“That’s hers, give it back!” Matthew yelled, making Charon laugh louder, and Bronzong chuckled in a deep boom.

“Here, take it.” And the scientist tossed it over. Matthew quickly caught it, and began fiddling with the handle, but no sword, no energy blaster, no nothing came out. Charon looked at Bronzong and nodded.

“It’s been nice battling you all over the past month, but really, we are all bloody sick of it.” He said, and clicked his fingers.

“BRON!” Bronzong cried, and his eyes glowed pink. The Pokemon all began to react, preparing their attacks, but a wave of Psychic energy blasted them all out the window. Everyone began screaming, and Matthew was annoyed about falling again.

“MIS!” Almost out of thin air, a Pokemon appeared beneath them. Matthew screamed in fright, but that changed to curiosity as the Midsreavus’ eyes changed to a rainbow colour. She blinked, and then rainbow spotlights shot out of her eyes. Matthew, Vanessa and the Pokemon were frozen, and suddenly blasted back up towards the windows. Charon gasped as the humans and Pokemon rose up, and the Psywave carried them onto the yellow G. Matthew was winded as he landed, and the rotating G creaked as everyone landed on it.

“Is everyone alright?” He asked, and a chorus of “Coon”, “Pip”, “Mon” and “Lux” answered him. “Good, that’s good….”

“You won’t be alright for long!” Charon shouted. “SATURN, JUPITER, GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” He bellowed. “And Bronzong, you use Gy-”

“MUUUURK!” A Murkrow suddenly swooped down, and slapped Charon with a glowing wing. The Wing Attack knocked the scientist backwards, just as Saturn, Jupiter and their Pokemon ran forwards.

“Damn!” Matthew hissed, when he saw all the Pokemon lining up. Thankfully, the G was taking them away.

“Mon Mon!” Monferno shouted, and angrily fired an Ember towards them. Jupiter swung her axe, batting it away. There was a strange dying-down sound, and the yellow G stopped rotating. The Pokemon all began to look at each other nervously, and the Misdreavus and Murkrow hovered nearby, looking willing to help.

“There is no way you can win!” Jupiter yelled.

“We have you outnumbered, and you can’t exactly jump to freedom.” Saturn added. Matthew gulped nervously, as did the rest of his Pokemon. Charon smiled, and then whispered something to the admins before leaving with Bronzong.

“Shall you forfeit, or do you want to have one last disgraceful battle?” Jupiter sneered.

“Piplup Pip!” Piplup cried, and fired several Bubbles. They didn’t make it across, but the message was clear: they were going to fight!

“Ferno Monfer Fer!”

“Luxi Lux Oh!”

“Cas Coon Cas!”

“Sil Coon Sil!” The two admins looked at each other and laughed, and their Pokemon did as well. Up close, Matthew could see more scratches and scars on Jupiter and Saturn’s other Pokemon, as if they had been badly beaten up, but it made them look even more tough.

“Go across, use Poison Jab, Night Slash and Hammer Arm.” Saturn ordered, and Toxicroak, Scyther and Rhydon began running.

“Follow them, and use Crunch, Needle Arm and Shadow Claw.” Jupiter barked, and Skuntank, Cacturne and Haunter began moving. Murkrow and Misdreavus turned around, as the Pokemon began heading for the window ledge.

“Murk?”

“Mis?” The two asked, and Matthew realised they wanted to help.

“Sure thing.” Matthew said with a nod, and looked at the Pokemon. They were all standing by Vanessa’s limp body, waiting for orders. Matthew pondered, wondering what Vanessa would do, and he had an idea.

“Aim for their legs and chests, make them trip up.” He said. The Pokemon nodded, and all turned.

“TOXI!” Toxicroak yelled, and he led the Pokemon as they leapt into the air, waving their arms and legs, trying to make up the distance to reach the other side. Matthew realised with horror that they could make it, and looked down at the others.

“NOW!” He shouted. As the admins Pokemon came closer, Matthew’s, Vanessa’s, and the two wild ones began to fight back. Piplup, Monferno and Luxio fired Bubble, Ember and Spark respectively: Bubble hit Rhydon in the legs, while Ember and Spark both exploded against Scyther’s chest. The two Pokemon yelled out and were sent flying backwards, crashing into the wall before beginning to fall. Misdreavus and Murkrow sped towards Cacturne and Haunter: Murkrow bashed Cacturne with Wing Attack, and Misdreavus fired a Psywave to send Haunter rocketing backwards. As the four fallen Pokemon began to fall, but were brought back inside their PokeBalls by the furious admins, Toxicroak and Skuntank made it across, badly shaking the yellow G.

“Oh god.” Matthew mumbled, and his eyes widened in shock. Toxicroak’s face twisted into an evil smile, while Skuntank hissed at them all.

“DESTROY THEM, DESTROY THEM NOW!” Jupiter screamed. Toxicroak and Skuntank nodded, and they both charged forwards, ready to fight. Monferno and Luxio began firing attacks, but the two Pokemon dived, and the attacks flew over. The poisonous Pokemon raced forwards, and everyone simply covered under their might. Silcoon and Cascoon looked at each other, both of them thinking the same plan.

“Silcoon Coon Coon?” Silcoon asked.

“Cascoon Coon Cas.” Cascoon replied. The two looked at the charging Pokemon, and then their spikes all began to glow. A mass of String Shot suddenly shot out, and the sticky substance wrapped around Toxicroak and Skuntank.

“Skun!” Skuntank cried, trying to fight it off, but she was being fully wrapped around. Toxicroak’s smile was covered up, and he began stumbling. He tripped over, landing onto Skuntank. The two turned, and began tumbling. Jupiter screamed as she was forced to bring Skuntank back, and Saturn did the same with Toxicroak.

“WE BEAT THEM…. Sort of.” Matthew cried, but the Pokemon began dancing and cheering, laughing and pointing at the fuming admins.

“Great job Silcoon and Cascoon!” Matthew said, and patted the two bug types. They smiled up at him, and suddenly began to glow white.

“Oh my…” Matthew said, and stopped dancing. Both of the shells began
to crack, and more light came out. Suddenly, two wings appeared out of both of the shells: yellow and black from Silcoon, and green with red circles from Cascoon. The light was blinding, but everyone fought through, trying to capture the pure beauty of the evolution. Finally, with one last dazzling blast of brightness, the evolution stopped, and two new Pokemon emerged from the shells. The one from Silcoon had a long nose, big eyes, but a cute small body, while the one from Cascoon had a purple body and strange triangular eyes. Matthew had left his bag at the bottom of the tower, so he couldn’t check their species on his PokeDex, but the two bug types fluttered around everyone’s heads happily, making Piplup, Monferno and Luxio stare in awe.

“Beautifly.” The ex-Silcoon trilled.

“Dustox!” Cascoon’s evolution called, and Matthew took note of how he
was flying lower to the G than Beautifly.

“Wow, I’ve got a Beautifly!” Matthew said, and hugged his new Pokemon in delight.

“Well, I’m glad I woke up in time for this.” A voice said, and Matthew shrieked and leapt up in shock. Vanessa was standing next to him, her face about as pale as chalk, whilst her dress was covered with blood. There was a piece of fabric, torn from the dress, taped over the wound.

“H-h-how are you… I thought you had…. What is going on?” Matthew blubbered, while Monferno, Luxio and Dustox raced past.

“Oh shut it Matthew, I don’t have the time to tell you now.” Vanessa snapped, and quickly patted Monferno and Luxio, and gave Dustox a swift hug. But then she turned towards the window, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Jupiter and Saturn.

“YOU BASTARD!” She yelled. “YOU RUINED MY DRESS!” Saturn and Jupiter
began taking nervous steps backwards, and Matthew grasped onto the umbrella, afraid of what she might do. Vanessa looked around and saw he had it. With one swift motion, she punched Matthew in the nose, causing blood to erupt over his lips, and then yanked the umbrella from his hands. In another movement, she turned it into the energy gun, and pulled the trigger. The orange energy shot out, nearly hitting Murkrow and Misdreavus, and flew towards the tower.

“JUMP!” Jupiter cried, and she pushed Saturn out of the way. The energy flew over them and went further into the lab.

The battle inside was dying down: Looker had shot most of the grunts, and the rest had been injured by Staraptor’s Twister. Lickilicky, Jolteon and Gallade had successfully knocked all but a few of the grunts Pokemon out, while Staraptor flew angrily overhead. Looker was busy looking for the laptop and the USB, and suddenly noticed the energy flying towards the wall.

“Look out!” He cried, and dived behind a desk. His Pokemon saw what was happening, and they dived as well. The energy hit the lift doors, and with a huge explosion, the back wall was blown to pieces. As plaster rained everywhere, hitting some of the grunts Pokemon, Looker looked around, and noticed something lying nearby: a silver laptop, with a black USB stick.

“Excellent.” Looker said with glee, and rushed forwards. As he pulled the USB out, a figure loomed over him.

“Give it here.” The cold, snide voice said, and Looker looked up towards Charon, who was glaring down at him. But Looker didn’t falter under the aging scientists glare, and simply stood up, laughing.

“Oh please Charon, you know you can’t scare me.” The spy chuckled back. He reached into his lab coat, and Bronzong moved forwards, worried it could be a gun, but the spy pulled out four silver discs.

“See you around, Charon.” Looker said with a smirk, and threw the four discs into the air. Two joined to the roof, while two scattered across the floor. “NOW!” Looker yelled, and he pulled his gun out, and he pistol whipped the scientist. Charon groaned as he collapsed, and Bronzong let out an angry yell.

“LICK!” Lickilicky suddenly leapt up, and used Brick Break to smash Bronzong threw a desk.

“Nice job.” Looker said with a smirk. Gallade and Jolteon appeared, with Gallade holding Vanessa’s backpack. Looker nodded, and he began to run, and his Pokemon followed behind. Jolteon sprinted forwards, firing one last Discharge to clear the path. Lickilicky tucked up into a ball, and he began to speed forwards with Rollout. Staraptor, who was still screeching near the roof, looking for Vanessa, noticed the spy running, and then saw the silver discs. Figuring that could only mean bad news, she followed after them, hoping to find Vanessa outside.

“Every jump…. NOW!” Looker boomed, and he leapt up, grabbing onto Staraptor’s talons. Jolteon leapt out the window, followed by Lickilicky, and they both headed for the G. Matthew, Vanessa and their Pokemon stared in puzzlement.

“What are they doing?” Matthew asked Vanessa, but the red haired girl’s face lit up with delight.

“STARAPTOR, OVER HERE!” She cried. Staraptor saw her, and she let out a cry of delight, and quickly gathered speed as she left the window. Gallade leapt out behind her, with Saturn and Jupiter watching with disgust.

“EVERYONE, GET READY FOR A BANG!” Looker shouted, and quickly pressed a button on a remote-like object.

Suddenly, the four silver discs exploded. A fist of orange flames and grey smoke poured out of the devices, and quickly destroyed the entire top floor. Flames shot out of the windows, and bits of the ceiling and walls were sent flying. There was a creak and a snap, and the yellow G began to tip.

“Pip Pip!” Piplup cried, and struggled to hold on. Thankfully, Gallade fired a Psychic, and the G began to fall gracefully towards the ground.

“Misdreavus, Murkrow, come on!” Matthew screamed, as he fell for the third time that day, with Looker, his Pokemon and Staraptor chasing after. Misdreavus and Murkrow smiled, and the two began to fall as well. However, pieces from the building were falling as well. One of them hit Murkrow, and with a squawk, she was sent flying.

“Mis Mis!” Misdreavus cried, but Murkrow was spiralling away into the
trees. The ghost watched as the G continued to fall, and then she sighed and followed after, knowing she could find Murkrow later.
The G neared the ground, and Gallade used his Psychic to make it stop, and it began to hover over the grass. Everyone began to climb off, and Staraptor landed, allowing Vanessa to rush forwards and hug her, and her entire team came up in a hug.

“Well, now that that’s sorted,-” Looker began, but Matthew cut him off.

“What the hell was that? I thought it was just going to be something simple. Vanessa got shot, you just blew up a building, and attracted the entire cities attention!” He shrieked. Looker laughed, and pointed through the trees. Matthew turned, and realised that few people were actually looking at them. Some people had stopped and were staring towards the top floor, but no one had noticed who had just landed.

“Part of Charon’s technology is to create an invisible barrier that distorts what the public sees.” Looker explained. “Now, stop complaining, grab your bag, and lets go find Xavier and Sahara.” And without another word, the spy brought his three Pokemon back, and then walked towards the trees. Vanessa looked over at Matthew, smiling warmly enough at him, before she and her Pokemon began following him. Matthew was annoyed, but wasn’t surprised at this. He looked around at the giant yellow G, the trashed up lobby, and the chunks of roof that were falling around him, and then at Piplup and Beautifly.

“Just another normal day, I guess.” Matthew sighed, and walked over
to get his bag. Piplup and Beautifly chuckled to each other, before following after him.


Valley Windworks

It had been nearly two weeks since the collapse of the power station, and the rubble remained. The authorities had roped off the area, but they didn’t have the money to move all of the charred concrete away. It would soon be removed, but for now, it simply lay there, with wild electric Pokemon roaming around, clambering on top of the different sections, chasing each other around. The area had become very quiet, and even the Drifloon rarely ventured down into the ghost area.

The peace and calm was suddenly interrupted as a pink VW raced into the area, ripping the rope in two. A herd of Electrike ran away, avoiding the car as it screeched to a halt. Roshonda opened her door and got out, looking around with disgust.

“Why did you bring us here?” Charles asked, as he got out as well. Both trainers had brought their Pokemon back inside their balls, mainly due to Elle’s annoyance at being separated from her twin.

“It was the only place I could think of.” Roshonda replied, and began walking away. “Besides, we must have left a radio around here somewhere.”

“What if that Looker guy is watching us?” Charles snapped. “Maybe he left a mine hidden here, or a secret alarm that will call the police?” Roshonda simply scoffed and walked past him, looking over an arm snapped off a wind turbine. “Bloody hell Roshonda, I wish you would think for a moment about what could happen, instead of being so stupid.” Roshonda spun around so fast Charles couldn’t react. She slapped him across the face, causing him to stumble and fall over, landing on the car bonnet.

“I am not being stupid, I am being practical, you dickhead!” Roshonda snarled. “So pull your head out, get off your high Ponyta, and help me look around!” She mumbled to herself as she walked off, aiming a kick at several Buizel. Charles wanted to shout back, but could understand why she was upset: they were both tired, hungry, and peeved off about being stranded for two days. Deciding it would be best to look than scowl, Charles began searching around the bushes nearby. There was a lot of debris, so Charles reached into his pocket.

“Mightyena, come on out!” And he threw a Great Ball. With a flash of light, his Mightyena formed alongside.

“Ena Mi?” He asked, looked around.

“We need to look for a black radio, if you know what that is.” Charles explained, stroking the Pokemon’s head reassuringly. Mightyena understood and barked, before running off into the bushes. Charles smiled briefly, and then searched through the piles of objects alongside. Bits of glass, chunks of wall, Pokemon droppings, berries, some electrical wire, but nothing that looked radio-ish.

“Any luck?” Roshonda yelled out, though Charles couldn’t see her.

“Nothing I can see, I’ll see how Mightyena is doing.” And the teen ran off towards the bushes. Mightyena’s tail was sticking out of one, and as Charles approached, he leapt out, holding something in his mouth.

“What is that?” Charles asked, and Mightyena let it fall to the ground. It was a piece of white, woolly fabric, probably made from Mareep wool, though it had become rather dirty. Charles picked it up and examined it more closer. Than, he realised something at the bottom: blue lining.

It came from Sahara’s coat.

Charles dropped the fabric in shock, and his mind began reeling. The piece of fabric wasn’t charred or burnt, which meant it had most likely been torn off. But how had it survived the explosion? Fabric like this couldn’t have lasted through a missile. That meant only one thing… Sahara must still be alive!

“CHARLES, CHARLES!” His chain of thought was interrupted as Roshonda ran over, waving a radio.

“You found one!” Charles cried, grinning widely, though it was more from his discovery than hers.

“I know, I know, I am already trying to connect.” Roshonda said happily. She danced around, her finger on a button, and Mightyena looked thoroughly confused. There was a crackle of static electricity, and then a voice projected out.

“Hello, who is there?” And both of them recognised the voice as Minerva’s.

“This is Roshonda, calling from the Valley Windworks.” Roshonda
yelled, and they heard Minerva gasp.

“We have all- well, I’ve been worried for you. Is Charles with you?”

“Yes, I’m here.” Charles called.

“Good, good. Well, there has been an incident at the Eterna Headquarters, so Cyrus is on his way. I’ll tell him to collect you two as well.” There was another crackle, and the signal went dead. Roshonda grinned, and gave Charles a hug.

“Let’s go wait by the car, come on!” She said excitedly, and danced away. Charles nodded, and he and Mightyena followed after. Charles was smiling, but not about being picked up. He quickly examined the fabric again, and with a sigh of happiness, he put it into his pocket along with his other precious items.
 
Re: Galactic: Eternal Hate Prt 5 (Contains mild swearing and violence)

Eterna City (Dialga Statue)

Xavier and Mason had moved Sahara under the contest hall, and were hiding, along with the professors, from the few of the police, as they interviewed a number of witnesses. Other people were searching around the statue, wondering what the cause might be. Xavier had brought Lapras and Drifloon back, and Grotle stood alongside. Arthur and Swampert also sat nearby, but were deeply ignoring the professors. Sahara’s Pokemon, along with Lunatone and Solrock, stood besides her, making sure she was alright.

“Sahara can act very oddly like this.” Xavier explained.

“We’ve noticed.” Professor Rowan replied irritably. He looked at Professor Oak, and the two muttered something between them.

“We are going to talk to the technicians, see if we can offer some assistance.” Professor Oak said. Mason tried to say something, but the scientists walked mysteriously off, avoiding the glaring look Arthur was giving him.

“How odd.” Xavier pointed out.

“Yes…” Mason mumbled, and looked down towards Sahara. She was growling and murmuring, and the Pokemon were all looking fairly sad.

“BLAH!” Mason yelped, and the Pokemon all looked a bit stunned, and Vanessa cackled loudly as she landed alongside them, Staraptor grasping her shoulders. Monferno and Luxio were riding on the giant bird, and Dustox was fluttering alongside.

“Congratulations.” Xavier said, staring at Dustox and unfazed by her sudden landing.

“Cheers mate.” Vanessa said with delight. “I saw Pro Ro while flying overhead, so we fly over here.” She then looked down at Sahara. “Why is she unconscious now?” As Mason began explaining, Matthew and Looker walked over, followed by Piplup, Beautifly and the Misdreavus.

“That is terrible!” Matthew said in shock as Mason finished explaining. Looker just nodded, and quickly called someone on a cellphone.

“I know, I wasn’t sure what had happened or what was going on!” Mason said sadly. Vanessa nodded sympathetically, and then toppled sideways slightly.

“You alright?” Matthew asked.

“I am fine, probably just need some blood.” Vanessa sighed irritably, as if getting cured was an issue.

“I think we should all go to the medical centre nearby.” Looker said, as he hung up his phone. “I’ll take you all there, but then I have to go. I need to hand the USB in to my superiors, and apparently there is an issue with the Cycling Road bridge I might have to look into.”

“Alright, let’s go then.” Xavier said, and he and Grotle led the way.
Lunatone and Solrock used Psychic to lift Sahara up, who continued to sigh and groan. Mason rushed forwards, and the Pokemon all chased after. Vanessa let Staraptor grab onto her, and they flew off above them. Matthew and Looker began following them, but the Misdreavus flew in front.

“Mis Mis Dreav!” She said sadly. Beautifly flew up to her, and the two had a quick conversation.

“I really want to know where she came from, and where her friend is.” Matthew said, looking at her sadly.

“Piplup Pip!” Piplup said, and leapt onto Matthew’s bag. She reached in, and pulled a Great Ball out from one of the pockets.

“A ghost type, that could be a nice addition to your team.” Looker said wisely. Matthew was surprised, but smiled and grabbed the ball from Piplup.

“Come on Misdreavus, you can join my team, if you want!” Misdreavus looked a bit surprised, but she nodded happily, and flew forwards as Matthew threw the ball. Xavier and Grotle looked back and watched as Misdreavus was sucked in. One shake… two shake… three shake.. the ball stopped, and Misdreavus held. Matthew cheered, and hugged Piplup and Beautifly.

“Sweet.” A voice grunted, and Xavier looked, and saw Arthur standing alongside.

“I am sorry you got knocked out.” Xavier said, but Arthur shrugged.

“I don’t really care that much.” He mumbled back. The explorer reached into his pockets, and pulled out four miniature 3-D cones. “I want you to have these, and give them to your friends.”

“What do they do?”

“Lets just say, you can have your own hole in the wall.” Arthur said with a wink. He laughed roughly and patted Xavier on the back. Swampert and Grotle exchanged nods, and they all began moving,
following after the others.

No one noticed as a helicopter headed towards the Galactic Tower….


Galactic HQ (Eterna)

The entire top two floors of the building had been destroyed by the explosion. All of the grunts and their Pokemon had been killed in the explosion, and several scientists and technicians had been injured on the floors below. But Bronzong had acted quickly, and had moved on top of Charon, using Heatproof to protect him, and then used Psychic to protect Jupiter, Saturn and the laptop.

The three admins were now down in the lobby, sitting on one of the trees. Cyrus was pacing in front of them, a scowl on his face. Charles and Roshonda sat on a different tree, a bit nervous. Everyone was waiting for Cyrus to explode and start firing random shots.

“So, let me have this straight.” Cyrus said at last. “Ursilla has been murdered?”

“Correct.” Saturn said.

“And she was killed by Jaki, meaning Sahara is still alive?”

“Correct.” Jupiter whispered.

“And Looker has managed to scan all of our files?”

“On the money.” Charon said sarcastically. Cyrus stopped walking, his eyes shut. Than he roared and lashed out, kicking one of the trees.

“THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!” He boomed. “Those fucking brats have been ruining my plans for the past month, and I am SICK OF IT!” His voice echoed inside the lobby, and everyone was on edge. “I won’t accept this any longer. We must act, and prove to this pitiful world what we are truly made of. I want everyone to head up to the helicopter waiting on Level Two’s remains. Saturn, call Draco and Mars, and tell them we are instituting the end of Phase One within the next week, and that Operation TRAIN will begin straight away. Jupiter, I want you to organise the recruitment team, we need move grunts.”

“What is going on?” Charles asked, and Cyrus turned to him.

“You’ll find out in due course, child. Just go to the helicopter, now!”

“Let’s go.” Roshonda muttered, and she dragged Charles towards the staircase. Jupiter and Saturn scuttled after, not wanting to be yelled at more, leaving just Cyrus and Charon.

“Now sir, I really think you should calm down a bit.” Charon was
saying, as he slipped his laptop into a coat pocket.

“I don’t care what you think. Just go and grab your plans, and meet us up by the helicopter in two minutes.” Cyrus snapped, and he turned and stalked off after the others. Charon rolled his eyes, smirking, and moved towards a bookcase. Making sure no one was around, the scientist pulled an orange key out of his pocket. He inserted it into the spine of a physics book, and the bookcase swung back.

Inside was a mini lab: three tables of supplies, test tubes, computers and papers, a shelf of chemicals, and lots of mini machines that Charon created. The walls, floor and ceiling were white, and it only needed one bright light. Charon found the room irritating and cramped, but it was the only place he could come to escape all of the drama.

“Papers, papers….” He muttered, and began searching through a pile of blueprints. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound. Charon froze and looked around. The crackling happened again, and Charon’s eyes bulged. There was more crackling, and it appeared to be coming from under a desk. Eagerly, Charon rushed forwards, and looked under. A lawnmower was under there, looking very old and dirty. But the thing that was crackling came from behind.

“It is you!” Charon gasped, and he reached into a coat pocket. A Master Ball was inside, looking a bit scratched and dirty, but otherwise fine.

“It is time you fully returned to me, Rotom….”
 
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Anyone want to sign up for the mailing list for this? A new part is out soon
 
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I'm... confused, to say the least, about what exactly is happening in this story.
 
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What bits are you specifically confused about?

Though please note that things get gradually explained in this story. I don't want to write a generic Pokemon story following the games, only slightyl changing the plot and having things explained about a chapter or two after. That would be plain old boring.
 
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What bits are you specifically confused about?
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Everything, pretty much. It's a blur from battle to battle, and I'm constantly exhausted trying to find out where I am.
 
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I realise that I do cut away from action to action, but that is so I don't have a completely stupid story where everyone's storyline happens at once, and then someone else's, etc. I do put above each part where we are now, but if that is too "difficult" to read, obviously this is too advanced for you
 
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AceTrainer14 said:
I realise that I do cut away from action to action, but that is so I don't have a completely stupid story where everyone's storyline happens at once, and then someone else's, etc. I do put above each part where we are now, but if that is too "difficult" to read, obviously this is too advanced for you
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It's not that there's no explanation of things. It's that there shouldn't have to be explanation of things.

The "part where we are now" that you're talking about should only be a refresher for people who've already read the story - you shouldn't really need it to know where you're at. The story should be doing all that.

That aside, the story is largely dialogue-oriented, which is probably why I found it so blurry. There just isn't enough action or movement to really balance out all that talking.

Also, what do you mean by that "completely stupid" story of yours? I'm interested.
 
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I use talking to balance out some of the action: I have been told be people on other forums that they quite like the dialogue. I have "Kris vs Gold" which is much more action based, if you would prefer to read that. I enjoy my style of writing and how things in the story are going. I am sorry if it isn't your thing
 
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AceTrainer14 said:
I enjoy my style of writing and how things in the story are going. I am sorry if it isn't your thing
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It's fine. I'm not saying that you should stop writing it - it's not totally bad. But it's confusing enough for me not to understand enough of it to give a rating for the awards, which would have been my primary concern.

You've certainly put a lot of effort into writing it, I'll give you that.
 
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Ah, I see. Well, I do have a dedicated fanbase, if you will, around it, and I am happy enough not to mind if one person doesn't get it
 
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The Unnatural Cycle

February 10th 2007

Route 207

It was a cool winter’s night, one of the last of the year. It was only a few hours before dawn, so the moon was still out, but it was partially covered by clouds. Snow and frost still covered nearby trees, while piles of the soft white substance was piled high in piles alongside the road. It was beginning to snow lightly, and a Noctowl was forced to lead her Hoothoot children towards a tree for the night. The majority of Pokemon would be glad once the season was over ,and would be looking forward to a proper rest once Spring began.

The pleasant peace was interrupted by several loud horns, cutting through the night air like a knife. The restless Noctowl stared out of her pine tree, searching for a source of the disturbing noise. Light suddenly flooded the route from a nearby building, and lit the way for two people.

They were both male: one young and one a few years older. The younger one was fit and had slick black hair, a clean shaven face covered with acne, and a hole in his left arm where he had been shot. The older man was fatter, with a thick black beard, long hair disguised by a bandanna and was wearing sunglasses despite the fact it was night. Both men were wearing black leather jackets: the fatter mans one was tatty, while the younger mans was a bit longer and more cloak-like, but both of them had a patch on the back. It was circular, and had the words “The Slayers” in blood red, stitched over a scythe covered in blood.

The Slayers were a motorbike gang, infamous for accepting clumsy and idiotic members, but being skillful in gun fights and drag races. While most of Sinnoh didn’t bother going near them or bothering with them, those that had dealt with them knew they could be deadly.
Especially when it came to vengeance.

“General, he said he was going to head this way!” The younger man shouted, and began sprinting off to the left. His thick leather boots made huge prints in the snow, but the man wasn’t worried about making tracks. A biker was missing, and they had to find him: loyalty was an important part of the Slayers, so finding him was necessary.

“You go ahead, make sure the path is clear!” A gruff voice shouted, and the older man going by General paused, catching his breathe. His younger counterpart rolled his eyes, and sprinted off ahead. Mt Coronet was casting spooky shadows across the snow, and a shiver went down the young man’s spine. But, as he got nearer, he found himself going slower, as the snow was turning into a small mountain. It was difficult to walk through, and the dim light wasn’t helping.

“Armstrong, I’m not climbing that!” The General shouted from the bottom, and the man called Armstrong turned around angrily.
“We need to find Spike, so hurry up and-” Armstrong began to snap, but suddenly froze. He could see something glowing out of the corner of his eye, and he slowly turned around.

A motorbike was lying there in the snow, half-buried inside the soft substance. The moon was reflecting off the metal rims of the wheels, lighting it up like a blue-white spotlight.

“I’ve found his bike!” Armstrong shouted, and he rushed towards it, as the General began climbing the hill of snow. The bike was partially dented around the engine, the seat was torn and one handlebar had snapped off. Armstrong examined the bike more closely, and saw something else in the moonlight. A long black feather, with a slightly reddish tip on the end, was sitting on the torn seat. It didn’t look like it had simply fallen there, and Armstrong suspected it had been placed, possibly in a mocking manner.

“A feather… THAT BITCH!” Armstrong hissed, and he angrily kicked the motorbike. He wasn’t expecting it to do much, but suddenly the beaten up machine tilted backwards and slid down the snow bank, crashing into some rocks below.

“That’s odd…” Armstrong pondered, and got down onto his knees. There was a lump in the snow, and the bike seemed to have been teetering on it. There was a puffing sound, and the General finally reached the top, wheezing and sighing.

“Where’s the bike?” He panted.

“It fell over, but I think there is foul play involved in this!” Armstrong replied, and got up to the lump. He began pushing snow aside, and was glad he was wearing his warm biking gloves. After half a minute, a dark coloured rock was revealed, and it looked alien-like amongst the pure white, glowing snow. Armstrong pushed the rock aside, and let it roll down towards the bike. Something else was underneath, and now it was clear that someone was mocking them: the rock had been covering up a Slayer patch.

“How dare they!” The General snarled, but Armstrong ignored him, and grabbed the patch. He pulled, and the patch came up, along with the jacket it was stitched to, and the body wearing it. Armstrong and The General exchanged horrified looks, before turning the body over.

Spike had once been attractive: his blond hair and blue eyes always attracted the attention of the ladies they dealt with. But now his face was badly bruised and cut, the once clean hair now covered in blood, and his throat had been slit, as an ugly afterthought. The blood had reached the end of his jacket and plain white singlet before it stopped, and both were now badly stained. His left arm was twisted at an odd angle as well, and there were more cut on his jeans.

“How…who… I only saw him an hour ago, saying he was going for a drive.” The General mumbled, looking down at the corpse. “Who would have done this?” Armstrong had been staring sadly down at his old friend while the General had been speaking, thinking back to some of their old journeys on the road. But his last words brought him back to the real world, and he wheeled around.

“I think I know who.” He hissed, and held up the black feather he had found. The General looked at him quizzically, and Armstrong growled. “VANESSA!” He yelled out, and shook the feather angrily. The General froze, and then he burst out laughing, which seemed out of place beside the dead body.

“Vanessa, that little red headed girl?” He chuckled, doubling over with laughter. “How could she do something like this?”

“I don’t know how, but it has to be her, just look at the feather!” Armstrong shook the feather again, and the General held it up to his eye.

“You think it could from her Staravia?” He asked, still smirking. “Impossible, it is much too long, and there is the red tip at the end: only a Staraptor could produce this.”

“Maybe the bird evolved, I don’t know, we just need to find her!” Armstrong bellowed, and it echoed across the quiet route. The General stared at the feather for a few seconds, holding it above Spike, and seemed to be getting lost in thought. Armstrong waited impatiently, crossing his fingers and hoping that his superior would call out the order to bring Vanessa down.

“The Western Warriors specialize in knife base killings, it is most likely them.” The General mumbled, and he dropped the feather, letting it float slowly down onto Spike’s mutilated neck.

“But sir-” Armstrong began, but The General held up a finger, instantly silencing him.

“I’ll head back to camp and begin planning our retaliation against them. You collect the bike, and I’ll send someone to help you bring it to camp.” And with that, the General turned and began walking briskly but solemnly down the hill of snow. Armstrong’s jaw dropped, and he looked down at Spike’s pale corpse. He knew it was Vanessa, it had to be her! But there was no point arguing with the General, unless he wanted to be buried as well.

“I’ll find you Vanessa,” Armstrong hissed, as he walked down the snow. “And once I do, I’ll make sure you admit what you’ve done. And then you’ll wish you’d never crossed the Slayers! I hope you are waiting in fear for us to find you….”

January 26th 2010


For the eighth day in a row, Vanessa was bored.

She was seated at a table in the Eterna City Pokemon Center, right in the corner of the complex, away from the around one hundred trainers, coordinators and other Pokemon people filling up the city. Vanessa was trying to focus on a magazine she had found, but could barely concentrate with the loud buzzing caused by the chatting crowd.

“I wish they would just shut up, no one cares about their useless shit!” Vanessa hissed.

“Raptor Stat.” Her Staraptor was sitting in the seat beside her, pecking at the stuffing in the armrest. Across the table Monferno and Luxio were snoozing in their seats, their tails twitching as they dreamt. And fluttering above them was Dustox: he was enjoying his new, though not very powerful, wings, and was hovering above the table. Some paper flew across the room and hit Vanessa in the face, and she pulled her umbrella out from under the table.

“Can’t they hurry up and finish building that fricking bridge!?” Vanessa growled as Staraptor patted her to calm her down.

Since Sahara/Eden’s magnetic outburst last week, the supports on the Cycling Road Bridge, the fastest way out of town, had been badly bent, and the bridge risked collapsing. The authorities had declared it unsafe, and were now working on repairing it. But travelling by the bridge was the easiest way for trainers: it went straight down towards Mt Coronet, and then into Hearthome. The only other options were travelling back through Eterna Forest to Oreburgh, or go through the equally as tricky caves at Mt Coronet.

But Vanessa had decided to stay put: Xavier, Sahara and Matthew were staying as well in order to challenge Gardenia, and there were still areas of the city to explore, and the time could be used to make more outfits. Besides, she didn’t want to go on such an unnecessarily long journey.

But isn’t this whole journey unnecessary? A voice in her head whispered. You never really needed to go on a gym quest: you could have gotten the money another way.

“No, it has to be morally right!” Vanessa snapped angrily. Staraptor looked at her quizzically, and Dustox stopped fluttering and stared at her.

“Dust?” He asked, looking a bit concerned.

“Oh, I’m fine!” Vanessa replied, and began flicking through her magazine. Staraptor and Dustox just shrugged at each other, and went back to what they were doing.

“Did you see the paper this morning about that explosion?” Vanessa growled again, and looked up from the current article she was reading. Two businessmen were walking through the crowds, handing out flyers to some of the trainers. They were walking towards the table, but didn’t seem focused on her: they were heading towards the seats opposite her, as if they wanted to sit down.

“I know, it is just appalling all the stuff that’s been happening lately!” The second man sighed, and stopped by the table. “Alright you Luxio, move aside!” The electric tiger opened one eye, and growled in response. The man sighed, and bent down to shove him out of the way. Suddenly, something silver and glowing appeared under his face, and he backed away. Vanessa had activated her sword, and hadn’t even looked up from magazine.

“Don’t harass my Pokemon, go away.” Vanessa hissed, and held her umbrella firmly. The two men looked at each, and the man that wasn’t being threatened walked forwards, and pushed the umbrella aside.

“Listen girlie, we just want to sit down, and-” He began, but Vanessa just sighed and clicked her fingers. Luxio brushed his tail against Monferno’s face, waking him up, and then leapt onto the table. Dustox floated onto his head, and Staraptor to be besides them.

“Monfer Mon!” Monferno screeched, and jumped to the right of Luxio. His fist was glowing white, and Luxio began crackling with electricity. Dustox began to stare at them shiftily, his eyes turning rainbow coloured, and the men stood backwards.

“Alright, we’ll go, no need to-” But than the men froze, as they heard a screech from above. The noise in the center died down a bit as people turned around, wondering what it was.

“MUUUURRRRRK!” Suddenly, out from ceiling, what looked like a black ball of feathers soared downwards, and began angrily pecking at the men.

“What the hell is a Murkrow doing here!” One of them squealed, and tried batting the Darkness Pokemon away. But the bird just kept pecking at them, and even pulled at their hair.

“MUURKROOOW! MURK MURK KROOOOW!” Murkrow squawked, and whacked them with her batting wings. The men turned and sprinted away, to whispers, jeers and looks of concern from the watching trainers. Vanessa simply applauded, while Monferno, Luxio and Dustox all laughed. Murkrow smiled, and flew over and rested on Vanessa’s arm rest.

“Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!” Vanessa laughed, and patted Murkrow on her witch-hat shaped head. Staraptor looked down at its fellow flying type, and she stared at her with an intimidating look. Murkrow recoiled slightly, but gulped and puffed her chest out, trying not to falter under her superior’s glare.

Last week, the group had spent two days in the medical center on the towns outskirts. Vanessa was treated for her bullet wound, and Sahara recovered from the strain of the magnetism effect Eden had caused. Once they had all recovered, they left to begin exploring the city. This involved exploring the remains of the Galactic building, so they could piece together what might have been their plan.

There, Matthew’s new Misdreavus found her Murkrow friend hiding in a tree. Vanessa decided to battle and capture it, as it looked sad in the tree by itself. But Staraptor wasn’t pleased with having a new bird around, especially as she was getting a bit old, and didn’t like the idea of being replaced. Vanessa was even wearing a Murkrow inspired outfit today: a witches hat, a black leather jacket adorned with feathers, black jeans ending with frayed edges.

“Staraptor, play nicely!” Vanessa scolded. The Starling Pokemon just rolled her eyes, as her team mates continued to laugh besides her. Than, Staraptor pointed forwards, and Vanessa turned around.

“Did you have a run in with those men running away from the building?” The dull tones of Xavier Diamond asked. He was flicking through a Sinnoh guide book, and not paying attention as he walked towards the table.

“Murkrow just taught them a lesson.” Vanessa replied, and moved aside so Xavier could have her seat. He simply nodded, and put his bag down on the floor, and continued to read. Vanessa’s Pokemon found Xavier a little odd, and moved down the table to avoid him.

“Just get inside your PokeBalls!” Vanessa sighed, and pulled out four PokeBalls and one Great. Monferno, Luxio, Dustox and Staraptor were sucked inside the PokeBalls, while Murkrow turned blue and went inside the Great Ball.

“The battle went rather well, none of my Pokemon fainted.” Xavier began explaining suddenly, his book lying closed in front of him. “Lapras’ Blizzard froze the entire field and knocked out Roserade and Cherrim, and made it easier for Ponyta smash things up and defeat Grotle. That extra practice we did beforehand against my Grotle greatly helped things.”

“Good to hear it, and it seems like bringing your Pokemon over really helped.” Vanessa nodded. Xavier, Sahara and Matthew had all contacted their parents (though Sahara spent a tearful hour with her mother, who had also thought Sahara had been killed in the explosion) and each received Ponyta, Seviper and Milotic respectively to aide their battles.

“Where have the others gone off too?” Vanessa asked.

“Sahara and Matthew are healing our Pokemon.” Xavier explained. “Sahara did alright, as Seviper had a type advantage, especially with her Flamethrower. But Roserade used Rain Dance, which allowed her Floatzel’s Swift Swim to activate and win the match.” Vanessa nodded, though she was getting a bit bored with listening to him. “Matthew did worse: his Beautifly knocked out Cherrim, but got defeated by Roserade, as did Piplup who attempted Peck. Milotic then flooded the field and also froze it, and defeated the other two.” Xavier finished explaining. “Now, for the next gym battle, I believe the gym leader specializes in-”

“SHIT!” Vanessa gulped, and pulled Xavier forwards. She began kissing him, much to Xavier’s surprise, and wrapped her arms around his neck. As they did so, someone walked past: this boy was wearing a long black trench coat, had black sunglasses on to hide most of his face, but Vanessa had recognized his tatty leather outfit and greasy looking hair. Emerson was in Eterna City, and she had no intention of seeing him.

“Vanessa, why exactly are you kissing me?” Xavier asked, and his face looked twisted as he became confused. Vanessa ignored him a few seconds, and continued kissing him as Emerson walked past, and headed outside. Once he was gone, Vanessa broke away, and wiped her mouth on her feathery sleeve.

“I guess my hormones just went into overdrive.” She responded with a beam. Xavier simply raised an eyebrow, and opened his book up again. Vanessa chuckled, and she looked around the center. Sahara and Matthew were rushing towards her with a tray of PokeBalls, and both of them looked appalled.

“Was it just me, or were you just making out with Xavier?” Sahara asked, sounding horrified. She slipped into her seat opposite Vanessa, and Matthew sat down beside her. Vanessa sighed, and quickly explained about Emerson. As Matthew and Sahara had both met Emerson, they could understand why she had chosen to avoid her.

“He does seem a bit greasy, doesn’t he?” Matthew smirked, as he pocketed his PokeBalls. “But, I don’t think that kissing Xavier is really the best option to disguise yourself.”

“What else could I’ve done, my hair isn’t exactly easier to hide!” Vanessa snapped, but her angry disappeared and she smiled deviously. “Would you have preferred if I’d kissed you?”

“What! Of course not, that is inappropriate!” Matthew shrieked, and Sahara and Vanessa exchanged knowing looks.

“Have you ever kissed anyone properly?” Sahara asked. Matthew froze at this, and his cheeks went bright red.

“Anyone want to do some training?” He mumbled, and Vanessa erupted in laughter.

“Oh my god!” She jeered, and her face turned almost as red as her hair. Sahara stifled a laugh, and Matthew glared at them.

“I think I’m going to go to the bathroom. Could I borrow that magazine to read?” Matthew asked, but Vanessa snatched it up.

“No, I think there are a few too many attractive women in there for your wondrous eyes to look at.” She replied sweetly. Matthew was puzzled, but then got what she meant, and quickly scurried away, leaving Vanessa and Sahara to roar with laughter in their seats.


Galactic Headquarters


“Let’s try and ace this, so Swift and Stone Edge, now!”

It was early morning, but Charles had been up most of the night. He had barely slept a wink the past week: since the destruction of the Eterna base, they had been training extremely hard. All Pokemon were being taught new moves, while the grunts had to go through rigorous training regimes, exercises and new physical challenges. Charles had no idea why, but he just did as he was told.

His current challenge was a simple test of moves. Charles stood inside a small, windowless room, and there were currently only two lights: one over Charles, and one over a row of six wooden dummies. Besides him, Elle and Gligar were poised, ready to attack.

“Eevee Eva!” Elle shouted, and opened her mouth. Glowing stars shot out of her mouth, and managed to two of the dummies at the right end to splinters.

“Gligar Gli Gli!” Gligar shouted, and he smashed his tail into the ground. A tornado of small stones and rocks flew up, surrounding the bat-like Pokemon. “Gar!” He cried, and swung his claws around. The rocks went flying, and joined together to form bigger stones as they did. The stones hit three of the remaining dummies, obliterating them into tiny chips of wood. The one that remained looked strange amongst the piles of destroyed wood, but Charles smiled anyway.

“Great job you two!” He said, and gave both of them a hug.

“Eve!”

“Gli!” The two replied, and smiled. Suddenly, all the lights in the room were turned on, and the three reacted badly to the sudden change. Out of the corner, Draco walked forwards, his lips pursed beneath his curtain of greasy hair.

“You didn’t destroy the one in the middle.” He growled. Charles rolled his eyes and stood up, clutching Elle and Gligar.

“Does it really matter, they did do a really good job!” Charles pointed out, and Elle and Gligar nodded their heads in agreement. Draco sighed, and stepped forwards. Charles and his Pokemon didn’t enjoy being this close to him: Draco had a strange odor around him, about twice the normal amount of acne, and you could almost see the individual particles of grease in his hair.

“I’m in charge here, and what I says goes!” The commander hissed. “Now head outside, and send Addison in for her test.” Charles reluctantly nodded, and he turned and heading towards the door. Gligar flew up and turned the knob for him, and nearly dropping the small fang it had been holding for a while.

“Thanks Gligar.” Charles said with a smile, and Gligar beamed happily, before leading them outside.

It was absolute chaos.

Every single grunt that worked for Team Galactic was at the moment
battling. Moves of every single type were flying around the room, as nearly one hundred double and tag battles went on. Lights smashed, holes formed in the roofs, giant crates blasted over battlers asides, and about three people were at that moment being blasted into the sky.

“Bloody hell!” Charles cried, and stayed close to the wall. The huge area he was in was one of the large training warehouses located at the back of their Veilstone City tower. No one would be able to hear or notice a thing, which Charles did think was a little dodgy. But he could barely think at the moment, as a Thunderbolt smashed some of the panels behind him.

“Can you guys see Addison? I think she’s with Roshonda!” Charles shouted. Gligar hovered upwards, but dived down again to avoid an astray Ice Beam.

“Eevee Eva!” Elle cried, and hoped out of Charles’ arms, and ran along the wall. Charles and Gligar followed after, and a few seconds later, they had come across another battle. Roshonda nodded at Charles as he approached, but then looked back at the fight. She looked purely wild: her hair was hanging around her face, and looked frizzy and maniacal. Her face was twisted in a furious expression, and she had fists clenched, the veins in her arms about to blow. The reason she looked so twisted was because she was losing her battle: despite Beedrill and Cradily’s best efforts, her opponent had sent out Ledian and Victreebell, and was using a great combination of moves to win.

“Aerial Ace and Leaf Storm now!” A woman’s voice said, and Charles turned. A figure was standing in front of him, wearing the female grunt outfit and had her hair was tied in a ponytail. It was mainly black, but there was were three streaks of dark red twisting around.

“Ummm, Addison?” Charles asked quietly. Roshonda looked angrily at him, but her opponent froze, and slowly turned around.

Addison was one of the most beautiful girls Charles had seen. She had
an oval shaped face, but it was thin and well shaped by her hair. Her eyes were a dark green, and looked like they could represent some sort of enchanted forest. Addison was taller than Roshonda, though a few centimeters shorter than Charles, and looked healthy and thin, and she managed to make the tacky grunt outfit look good on her. Charles had passed her by several times before since she joined last week, but had never had the chance to properly examine her.

“Hello there, Charles, isn’t it?” Addison asked, and extended a tanned hand.

“That’s right.” Charles replied, nearly blushing. Elle’s eyes narrowed below him, while Gligar tried to stop sniggering. “Errr, anyway…. Umm….” Addison giggled, and Charles began to fully blush. Roshonda rolled her eyes at him, and that snapped Charles out of it. “Draco wants to see you, it’s your turn to be tested.” Addison smiled and nodded, and looked over at the battle. Beedrill and Cradily had fainted, with Ledian and Victreebel exchanging high-fives. Roshonda was looking thoroughly annoyed, and Charles was
expecting her to catch on fire.

“Come on, it’s time to go.” Addison instructed, and began walking gracefully forwards. “Thanks for the battle Roshonda. And I’ll see you around Charles.” She added with a wink. Ledian and Victreebel giggled as they passed, and Charles blushed again.

“Eva Eevee Eve Eva!” Elle huffed once Addison had gone. Roshonda brought her Pokemon back, and then marched towards Charles furiously.

“I hate that little madam, she thinks she’s better than me!” She hissed, and stamped her foot in her anger.

“I dunno, I think she’s alright.” Charles mumbled. Roshonda raised an eyebrow, and then slapped him hard across his right cheek. Charles stumbled and collapsed to the ground, clutching his face.

“Don’t you ever compliment her again!” Roshonda snorted.

“Gli Gli Gli!” Gligar laughed, and pounded his claws against the ground. Elle even managed a giggle, and Charles glared at the two of them. There was the clunk of high heels, and the four of them turned. Minerva was rushing towards them, wearing a plain green dress and matching high heels, and her blonde hair caught up as she ran. Her Leafeon was trotting along beside her, looking at the battles.

“Roshonda, that wasn’t very nice!” Minerva scolded once she reached them, and extended a hand for him. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, thanks for the lift.” Charles replied, and used her hand to help hoist himself up. Roshonda was breathing deeply besides them, and was staring over at the door into the testing room. Minerva raised an eyebrow, but Charles shook his head, not wishing to explain.

“I was just on my way to see Cyrus: I’m heading up a mission, you see!” Minerva explained brightly. “We need to complete the job we should’ve done last week, but, as you know, other things got in the way.”

“A mission, that sounds pretty cool.” Charles replied. “Roshonda and I haven’t been on one since we planted the bomb, d’you think we could come along?”

“Of course, the more the merrier!” Minerva beamed. Her Leafeon was brushing past her, and walked towards Elle, and began circling. Elle didn’t look very happy with this, especially as Leafeon was beginning to sniff at her. Minerva’s eyes bulged open in shock, and she quickly leapt forwards.

“So, there will be an announcement of when to assemble, Draco will be giving me a list of other grunts soon.” She explained quickly, and began walking away, clicking her fingers at Leafeon. “Leafeon, come here! Well, bye!” Leafeon stared at Elle with a look of longing, but than turned and ran towards Minerva, who began power-walking towards the other end of the hall. Charles watched her leave, wondering why Leafeon had been sniffing Elle, and why Minerva didn’t like that.

“That woman has always seemed strange to me.” Roshonda commented. “Anyway, want to get some extra training in before this mission?”

“Sure, why not!” Charles shrugged. Elle and Gligar happily leapt forwards, and the two trainers laughed as they got ready to fight.

Up above them, a metal walkway went around the entire warehouse, so
that people could stare down at the battles taking place. At the moment, Cyrus was watching his minions at work, tapping his fingers against the metal bar that stopped him from falling into the fights. Next to him, Charon sat on a metal bench, tapping away at his laptop, as usual.

“Are all your calculations sorted?” Cyrus asked, while staring down at Charles and Roshonda. Charon made a sighing sound, which Cyrus took to mean yes. “So, shall we go ahead with Phase Two of Operation Terror?”

“If we don’t, than we will be falling far behind.” Charon replied back in a snappy tone.

“And Minerva can go through with Operation Double Trio- Phase One?”

“For the last time Cyrus, yes!” Charon shouted back, and Cyrus wheeled around, his eyes filled with fire as he stared at his chief scientist.

“Very well then.” Cyrus said through gritted teeth. “Assemble the grunts we’re taking and get the tankers ready. We’ll depart in an hour.” And with that, Cyrus turned and walked away, though still watching Charles’ battle out of the corner of his eye.
 
Re: Galactic: The Unnatural Cycle Prt 1

Eterna City

After things in the Pokemon Center got a bit dull, the group decided to head outside and do some much needed training.

“Blizzard.”

“Brick Break!”

Sahara and Xavier stood at opposite ends of the field outside the Contest Hall. Lapras and Aqua were between them, having a practice battle.

“Zel Zel!” Floatzel exclaimed, and jumped into the sky. His fins dimly glowed red, and he soared towards Lapras.

This shouldn’t be hard. She smirked, and bent her neck backwards. Aqua aimed for her now exposed throat, but an icy-blue ball formed inside Lapras’ mouth. It burst open, releasing a white cloud of snow and ice, bombarding the water type from close range. He flew backwards across the field, and skidded to a stop at Sahara’s feet.

“Xavier, I only battled you to test Aqua’s new move!” Sahara huffed, and then sighed as she looked up: Xavier was reading his book while battling, and didn’t seem to notice her queries. Lapras smirked, and Sahara’s eyes narrowed.

“Brick Break again!” She snapped.

“Floatzel Zel!” Aqua cried and ran forwards.

“Sahara, you could always join my training session!” Vanessa shouted, and beamed widely at her. Sahara just gave her a look, and looked back at her battle, while Vanessa laughed.

Over the course of the week, Vanessa had taken a break from making new outfits in order to work on her umbrella. She wanted to make things more powerful, but was having trouble sorting out a new contraption: it was meant to fire balls of fire, but she hadn’t been able to produce the flames yet. Instead, it now fired large rubber balls into the sky.

“Ok everyone, here are the rules!” Vanessa shouted. On either side of her, there were two teams of Pokemon: Grotle, Staraptor, Smash, Beautifly and Dustox on one team, while Drifloon, Luxio, Monferno, Murkrow and Nutty were on the other. “I’m going to fire three balls into the sky. The first team to get two balls to their goals,” and at this point, Vanessa pointed towards two wooden spi8kes at opposite ends of the field “wins the match and some berries!” The Pokemon all looked excited at this and tensed up. Staraptor muttered something to her side, and the other four nodded. Vanessa turned the top of her umbrella, and it opened up to produce a thin pipe.

“Alright, go!” And she pulled the trigger. Three tiny balls shot out of the pipe, and inflated as they got into the sky. Like a flash, Staraptor and Beautifly shot upwards, along with Drifloon and Murkrow.

“DRIIFFFFFFFFLOOOOOON!” Drifloon exclaimed, and fired out a powerful Ominous Wind. Beautifly nearly got blown away, but Staraptor flew in front, staring angrily at Murkrow, and spun around herself. A Twister formed, sucking up the Ominous Wind, and Drifloon and Murkrow got sucked in as well.

“Fly Beauti Tifly!” Beautifly teased at her trapped rivals, and quickly fired a String Shot, which split into three. The rubber balls became enclosed, and Beautifly soared downwards with them. The Twister stopped, and Staraptor flew down and grabbed one of the orbs while the other flying types were distracted. Beautifly tossed the third one to Smash, who caught it in his mouth.

“Grotle Grot!” Grotle yelled at them, and his bushes glowed green. A barrage of Razor Leaves were fired, distracting the opposing team. They all charged forwards, just as Drifloon and Murkrow flew down.

“LUXIIIII!” Luxio shouted.

“PACHIII!” Nutty cried as well. Both electric types fired Sparks from the smoke, flying towards Staraptor and Beautifly. Onix dived forwards, taking half of the attack and deflecting it. However, the Butterfly Pokemon was blasted out of the sky, and flew towards the ground. Dustox dove forwards, and catching her on his back. The ball fell forwards, and Grotle and Monferno stared at each other, and then ran.

“FERNOOO!” Monferno shrieked, and used the speed of his Mach Punch to get him to the ball first. He then opened his mouth, charging up an Ember.

“ONNNNN!” Smash dived forwards, and smashed straight into Monferno. The rubber ball bounced away as thr Onix took Monferno underground as part of his Dig.

“Tox!” Dustox yelled happily, and flapped his wings: a Gust was formed, picking up the rubber ball. But than Drifloon and Murkrow flew down, and the two of them looked annoyed. Nutty and Luxio were focusing on Staraptor behind them, who was trying to avoid their Spakrs, flying the other three Pokemon to those two.

“MUUUURK!” Murkrow shouted, and flapped her wings, releasing a blinding white smoke, while Drifloon exhaled wind. Their Haze and Gust combination blasted Dustox asides, causing him to crash into the ground. Murkrow flew forwards and grabbed it in her mouth. She flew towards their goal behind Grotle, and even hit him with a Wing Attack as she went.

“BEAUT!” Beautifly huffed, and fired a String Shot. Drifloon got in front, and her string-like arms became entangled together. Murkrow beamed, and dropped the ball inside the pegs. Staraptor saw this, and was annoyed that she’d been outsmarted.

“STARAPTOR AP STAR TOR ARAPTOR!” Staraptor squawked, and dived down. Nutty looked and Luxio and whispered something to him, and they both nodded. Drifloon and Murkrow began flying forwards to get the second ball, but before they could move a metre, Beautifly flew in front, and fired more String Shot at them.

“FLOOOON!” Drifloon huffed, and tried to wriggle out of them. But Dustox swooped down, and Tackled Murkrow into her. The two flying types, unable to stop themselves, began falling to the ground.

“Grotle Till!” Grotle shouted, and began running forwards, firing Razor Leaves as he went. They hit Luxio, but Nutty leapt up into the sky, trying for a Quick Attack. Staraptor twirled and used Aerial Ace, her wings batting Nutty downwards.

“Pachirisu Su!” Nutty shouted, and hit Luxio. The two rolled backwards, looking rather still. The ground began rumbling, and Vanessa forced her umbrella into the ground to balance herself. Everyone watched as Onix shot out, sending Monferno flying into the sky. Nutty and Luxio were blasted out of the way, and chunks of earth flew around as well.

“OOOONNNNIIIIX!” The Rock Snake roared, and spat out his rubber ball. Staraptor caught it and dived down, now holding two rubber balls in both talons. She stopped flying an inch from the ground, and dropped both between the pegs.

“TEAM TO MY LEFT WINS!” Vanessa shouted, and Staraptor, Grotle, Onix, Beautifly and Dustox cheered. Xavier and Sahara came over, with Aqua and Lapras close behind.

“That was a really amazing type of battle!” Sahara said, and picked up Nutty, who looked rather unhappy.

“Yes, interesting. Good job Grotle.” Xavier mumbled, as his Pokemon assembled round him. Vanessa reached into her yellow bag and pulled out a big bag of berries she’d brought from the city. She reached in and tossed them around, making sure the winners got more berries.’

“FINALLY!” All three trainers and twelve Pokemon turned around, and stared towards the hall. Matthew was rushing out from the right of the hall, with Piplup running behind, Misdreavus floating overhead and Milotic moving snake like through the grass.

“Finally, I think I’ve come up with a great combination move!” Matthew said excitedly. Everyone looked at him blankly, and even his Pokemon looked slightly confused. The teenager rolled his eyes, and turned to them. “Demonstrate!” And he took a step backwards. Milotic looked at Misdreavus and nodded, and then moved into position. Her entire body glowed a pinky-white, and seemed to be reflecting the light.

“That’s Mirror Coat!” Matthew said happily.

“I never could have guessed that!” Vanessa said sarcastically, making Sahara smirk. Matthew’s eyes narrowed, and then he nodded at Piplup.

“PIP PIP!” She exclaimed, and fired out a large array of bubbles. The BubbleBeam circled around Milotic, beautifully reflecting the light from Mirror Coat. Matthew turned at them and bowed, and then waited for reaction. Nutty and Drifloon began whispering to each other, Grotle, Monferno and Luxio exchanged confused looks between them, and Smash looked like he was about to fall asleep.

“I think Ponyta should bond with my other Pokemon.” Xavier said, and pulled a PokeBall out. With a flash, his Ponyta had formed besides him. She froze, and looked at everyone staring at her.

“PONNNNNYYYY!” She neighed, and hid by Xavier.

“Awww, poor thing!” Sahara said sadly, and grabbed a berry to feed it.

“HELLO, what about my combination?!” Matthew yelled irritably. Milotic slid past him to talk to Lapras, while Piplup ran towards Nutty and Misdreavus went to Murkrow. Matthew sighed, and then froze. There was a high pitched giggle behind him, and it sounded familiar. Slowly, he turned around, and saw a slightly familiar face.

The girl standing behind him looked like she was only about ten or eleven. She was much shorter than Matthew, and had a very different hairstyle: her hair was bright pink, and split into two strands. One hung down to beneath her shoulders, while the other one was up in a hoop. She was wearing a white blouse with a pink mini skirt and matching scarf, but she looked very familiar to Matthew.

“Your Mira: the girl who won the Eterna Contest!” Matthew gasped at last, and the girl giggled.

“Quite right: and your that boy whose Piplup I electrocuted!” Mira chuckled, and walked towards him, smiling widely. “I couldn’t help but witness you practising your performance, and I was pleased to see you won’t be a threat at the Hearthome Contest.”

“What, I’m really good!” Matthew huffed, and looked down at the little girl that mocking him. Mira laughed at this, and pulled out two Luxury Balls from her pockets.

“Very well then, let’s see if your friends find my performance better.” She smirked, and threw the two balls into the air. “Kadabra and Sandshrew, let’s get this party started!” There was a flash, and the two balls opened. Silky purple energy came out of the metal capsules, and formed softly on the ground around her. To Mira’s left was the adorable, brown bundle of joy that was Sandshrew, while to her right, Abra’s evolved formed, which could now battle properly, Kadabra stood strong and mighty. Mira walked up to Matthew and stood besides him, and he crossed his arms and tutted. He didn’t want to get intimidated just yet: he’d only just formally met the girl! She may have beaten him, but he could hold his ground.

“Let’s start this off: Sandshrew, Defence Curl, and Kadabra use Reflect.” Mira instructed. Sandshrew got into a ball, and flashed white, his skin looking tougher.

“Kada Kada!” Kadabra boomed, and his eyes flashed silver. A wall of glass appeared out of nowhere, and reflected the entire scene behind Matthew: everyone was watching the performance, including all the Pokemon. The glass wall multiplied with a wave of Kadabra’s silver spoon, and soon he and Sandshrew were encased inside the walls, making them look very reflected.

“Rapid Spin and Confusion!” Mira commanded. Sandshrew appeared to say something, but was suddenly spinning rapidly on the spot towards Kadabra that no one heard. Kadabra didn’t notice him, and his eyes just flashed pink. Sandshrew, including his Reflect, was lifted into the air, still spinning, and stopped a few metres above Kadabra.

“Swiftly use Swift!” Mira added, with a grin. Sandshrew shone brightly as stars shot out of his body, and began twirling and spinning overhead. Kadabra twirled his spoon around, and the powerful psychic energy he possessed allowed the stars to spin around, forming changing patterns and consellations. The trainers and Pokemon clapped, and Matthew was beginning to get annoyed.

“Finish off with Shock Wave!” Mira shouted.

“Abra-Ra-Ra-Ra!” Kadabra cried, and his held his spoon up. It flashed yellow, and then a powerful Shock Wave shot up. It blasted his Reflect apart, and shot up towards Sandshrew. His Reflect was destroyed as well, before hitting the ground type. Due to his immunity, the wave of electricity was rebounded, and shot off towards the stars. Kadabra’s eyes flashed pink as the electricity hit the stars, and suddenly the electricity held! There above them was a great big, glowing, sparkling ball of stars and electricity. Matthew’s jaw dropped as the stars exploded, and Sandshrew landed triumphantly on the tip of Kadabra’s spoon. Everyone whooped and cheered, and suddenly Pokemon ran forwards, cheering and chatting to Sandshrew and Kadabra.

“Lup?” Matthew looked down as Piplup looked up curiously. Vanessa and Sahara began congratulating Mira, who was blushing, but still smirking wickedly at Matthew.

“Piplup, I think it’s fair to say we’re screwed.”


Cycling Road

The Cycling Bridge had once been on of the most beautiful pieces of construction in Sinnoh: the simple white structure, stretching across a green and brown valley, and it had recently been updated with a flash glass shelter in the centre, giving a view into the luscious route below.

But at the moment, it looked like it was falling apart. There was scaffolding around almost every single pillar holding the bridge up, and the bland gray was making the modern bridge look old and dull. The bridge was heavily titled, and the workers were trying to get it straight enough so the backlog of people could get across.
Yet no workers were in sight.

The bridge was quiet and empty, with a bitter winter wind blowing across the surface. At the top of the bridge, a set of barricades were there, trying to stop people entering. Suddenly, they exploded in flames, and a figure walked through the flaming wood.

“I don’t think they’re here yet.” Emerson sighed. He looked around at the cliffs of Mt Coronet to his left and scoffed: he’d seen much better mountains than that! He strolled forwards onto the road, which people could walk on now that it was closed. Behind him, a Magmortar followed behind, holding his cannon-like arms up. Emerson’s Magmar had evolved after some training and trading over the past week, and was now twice as powerful.

“Mortar Magmortar Mor!” Magmortar said, and pointed into the distance. Emerson stopped looking around sulkily, and instead looked straight forwards and tensed up.

At the opposite end of the Cycling Road was a whole line of bikers.
Young and old, male and female, fat and thin, none of that mattered to Emerson: all he could see was a line of angry, jeering, violent looking bikers, with their roaring motorbikes, and guns and knifes glinting in the dim sunlight. One motorbike moved away from the rest, and it’s rider was wearing lots of leather, a balaclava and thick sunglasses.

“Step forwards Mr Pierre.” The man shouted. Emerson nodded, and walked briskly forwards, with Magmortar moving behind. They kept walking until they got to the middle of the road, where the glass was in between them.

“So, Mr Pierre, we have contacted you because we have an offer for you.” The biker who had come forwards boomed. Emerson simply nodded, and kept his hands in his pockets: he was ready to call out his Pokemon if need be. “As your father helped us in a court case all those years ago, we decided we would repay his kind favour by giving you some of the money we won back.

“How generous of you,” Emerson began. “but what exactly do you want from me?” Somehow, despite barely being able to see them, Emerson knew they were smiling at him, thinking his question was funny.
“A few weeks ago, we saw you battle a red headed girl by the name of Vanessa.” The lead biker explained angrily, and Emerson suddenly smiled happily: Vanessa had done something to piss off these bikers, therefore making them allies.

“I’m guessing you want me to bring her too you or something?” He asked excitedly, and looked happily at Magmortar.

“More than that: we want you to battle her, and weaken her as much as possible.” The lead biker replied. “Once she has lost all three of her Pokemon, we will reveal ourselves and finish her off, and you can leave peacefully with $20,000 in your pocket.” Emerson looked at Magmortar and happily hugged his left arm: he was going to be able to defeat Vanessa and get a lot of cash as well! But, in his excitement, Emerson had forgotten something important: last time he’d battled her, Vanessa had used her Cascoon, meaning she had four Pokemon he should know of. But Emerson was too happy that he would finally be able to bring Vanessa down that he didn’t care.

“I’ll go and find her, she wouldn’t be too hard to track down.” Emerson beamed. “See you later than, boys… and girls, maybe.” There was some angry growls from the bikers, and Magmortar took a step forwards.

“Magmor!” He hissed, and held his arms up. Three black balls of smoke shot of each arm, and they exploded, forming a perfect Smokescreen. By the time the wind had blown it away, Emerson and Magmortar were gone.

“FINALLY!” The head biker shouted, and he pulled his balaclava off. The General’s face was revealed, and it hadn’t changed a lot in the past three years: he just looked greyer, had a bit of stubble, and a slightly bent nose from a fist fight. “FINALLY, REVENGE SHALL BE OURS!” The Slayers all roared, and they revved their engines as loudly as possible. Another man walked forwards, and the General turned to look at Armstrong, who was now rather scarred and had bristles of hair on his mainly bald head.

“Do you think the boy will be able to defeat her?” Armstrong asked quietly, trying hard not to remember that fateful night three years ago.

“He’s the only shot we’ve got. Besides, if he doesn’t, we can easily shoot her and keep that handy twenty grand for ourselves.” The General replied with a wink. Armstrong nodded, and the two moved back into the crowd to join in with the celebration.

No one noticed two Pokemon floating behind them: a Dusknoir and Froslass were hovering over the end of the road, watching them as they cheered.

“Noir Dus Dusk?” Dusknoir asked. Froslass stared at the scene for a moment, and then nodded.

“Lass Fros Froslass.” She said with a devilish smile, and the two dived down, disappearing through the gatehouse.
 
Re: Galactic: The Unnatural Cycle Prt 2

(THIS PART CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE THAT MAY OFFEND)

Eterna City


“Razor Leaf!”

“Endure, quickly!”

Sahara and Xavier were having another training battle, this time between Grotle and Nutty. Grotle’s bushes glowed green, and leaves began flying out of them.

“Pachi!” Nutty squealed, and glowed a strong white. The leaves smashed into her, causing a lot of damage, but the Pachirisu survived. Everyone was sitting down to watch the match. Smash was lying on his side, so Piplup, Monferno, Aqua, Luxio, Lapras and Mira’s Kadabra and Sandshrew were leaning against him. Staraptor stood sulkily behind Vanessa, looking up as Drifloon, Murkrow, Misdreavus, Beautifly and Dustox played with the rubber balls. Sahara had let Seviper out, and she was sliding through the grass, scaring Bidoof and Budew nearby. Ponyta and Milotic whispered amongst themselves, catching up on the gossip about their owners.

“Quick Attack!” Sahara shouted.

“Curse now!” Xavier instructed. Nutty sped forwards at an alarming rate, white streaks of energy forming because of the heavy speed.

“Grot Grot!” Grotle shouted. He shut his eyes, and suddenly black and purple energy began swirling around him. Once it disappeared, Grotle swayed slightly, but held himself and took the Quick Attack, sliding backwards slightly.

“This is boring me.” Vanessa sighed, as she fiddled with her green pen. Matthew, who was sitting a few feet away with Mira, looked at her, always eager to try and get the last word with her.

“If this is beneath you, you could always leave. Better than you
whining!” He snapped. Vanessa raised an eyebrow and sat up, attempting to think up a comeback. But then she noticed something out of the corner of her eye and turned.

Sitting at a fence only a few metres away from the ruined Galactic building was Emerson. He was bouncing some dusk balls in his hands, and had his head upwards, though his eyes were obvious focused towards Vanessa. Noticing her looking at him, Emerson appeared to wink, before catching the balls and walking off, his leather cloak trailing in the wind.

“Staraptor Ap Stara!” Her Staraptor warned, sensing what Vanessa was thinking. But the red headed girl jumped up, and adjusted her Murkrow-hat.

“I think I will head off then, per Mr Pearl’s suggestion.” Vanessa said sweetly. She pulled out her variety of balls, and Monferno, Luxio and Staraptor went inside their Pokes, and Dustox and Murkrow respectively inside their Net and Dusk.

“See you guys later then!” Vanessa said sweetly, and turned and ran off, heading after Emerson.

“Vanessa, wait…. Matthew, do you two have some sort of weird love-hate thing going on?” Sahara snapped. Mira burst out laughing, and Matthew’s eyes narrowed for about the millionth time that day.

“We’re both just a bit angry with each other, I guess.” Matthew explained, and looked up at Beautifly. He could remember when he thought that she, as a Silcoon, had been blown up, and had been forced to flee the area to save himself. Vanessa had been angry with each other since, and Matthew wasn’t sure if she’d forgive him.

“Putting all this aside, are you guys done with your battle?” Mira
said chirpily, jumping up. “Matthew here needs to practice his double performances.”

“I think I’ve done alright, thanks!” Matthew huffed, which caused Mira to laugh loudly.

“I’m, what, four years younger than you? And I can pull off a performance twice as good as yours!” She sneered, and walked forwards between Nutty and Grotle. “Besides, when I do win that contest, I don’t want to win too easily!” Matthew jumped up and walked towards her, as Sahara shrugged and Nutty and they wandered over towards Smash.

“Bring it!” Matthew snapped, and got ready to practice.

Unbeknownst to any of them, Team Galactic was only a few metres away.
Hiding behind the trees that blocked off their old headquarters, Charles, Roshonda and Minerva were staring at them through binoculars. The rest of the field was empty, except for some hikers having a picnic at the Mt Coronet end. Several trucks were behind them, each with three grunts in them, having driven the trucks through a special transporter Charon had repaired following the explosion. They were all wearing bullet proof vests to prevent physical harm, and Minerva had changed into camouflage pants instead of her dress.

“What the fuck are they doing here?” Roshonda hissed, nearly pulling her binoculars apart in rage.

“Don’t worry about them, they’ll be easy to take care of.” Minerva said softly, and stared towards the Dialga statue. The blue Adamant Orb was glinting in the sunshine, and people were avoiding the statue following last week’s events.

“How do you plan on stopping the people who have defeated us almost ever time we’ve faced them?” Roshonda hissed.

“We have some weapons Charon gave us, and our Pokemon and-”

“Sahara…” Minerva and Roshonda looked at Charles, who was staring off into the distance. His binoculars were focused on one person: Sahara, with her long black hair, her fluffy white coat, and her cute face as she laughed at something her Pachirisu did. A whole heap of emotions flooded through Charles’ body, as he remembered how she had saved him, only for him to try and kill her a few weeks later. He had thought she’d died, but here she was, living, breathing, and one of the only things Cyrus feared.

“Exactly, they have her as well!” Roshonda huffed. “She killed Ursilla for god’s sake!” Minerva pondered for a moment, and looked
back at the trucks behind them.

“Alright then, I think I have a plan, and let’s-” A crack interrupted her, and Roshonda whipped a gun out. The three looked up, and saw a Heracross was standing on a tree branch, liking an amber coloured liquid off the bark. He paused, and looked down at them staring at him. The bug-fighting type raised an eyebrow curiously, and then went back to enjoying the honey.

“Anyway, we’ll drive through the trees, and Roshonda will lead half the grunts towards the statue to blow it up. Charles, the other grunts and I will hold them off.” Minerva finished explaining. Roshonda nodded, and pulled her PokeBalls out to aide in the fight. Charles wasn’t sure about fighting against Sahara, mainly as he wanted to talk to her.

“Where’s Vanessa?” Roshonda asked, as the grunts got ready to plough through the trees.

“I think Jupiter arranged for her to be taken onto the bridge.” Minerva shrugged.

“What is happening on the bridge?” Charles asked. The rest of Team Galactic had driven of in more Jeeps and six large fuel tankers, and they knew they were going to the Cycling Road bridge.

“Something big, I guess, no one told me.” Minerva replied. “But whatever is happening, I think Jupiter wants to use the opportunity to kill her once and for all.”

“Good!” Roshonda hissed, and passed her balls to Minerva. “Can we go now?”

“Yes!” Minerva shouted, and gave the drivers the thumbs-up, before running forwards between the trees. Charles sighed, and followed after.

“Is it just me, or can you guys hear car engines as well?” Sahara asked back in the field. Everyone paused, and they looked around, trying to see the source. There were no cars nearby, making the noises even more suspicious. Matthew then remembered what was nearby, and looked in the distance.

“Galactic Headquarters!” He shouted, and pointed at the tower where he’d nearly been killed. The destroyed top floors were very visible, with the jagged remains of the walls looking like the bottom jaw of a vicious Pokemon.

“This can’t be good…” Sahara mumbled, as she turned her direction towards some shaking trees.

“They’ve noticed!” Charles hissed to Roshonda, as he looked to see where Minerva had gone. Roshonda checked through her binoculars and nodded.

“Our time to shine then! Everyone move out!” And with that, Charles had to move forwards, as the three Jeeps sped forwards. As they moved, the front bumper of each of them moved up inside the car to reveal sharp, swinging axes. Charles disappeared into the trees, a few metres behind Roshonda, and could hear the trees being cut. There was a shout, and the Heracross from before leapt in front of Charles, looking mournfully as his tree was cut up. Charles felt sorry for him, but had to move past, and soon found Minerva, standing by the edge of the fence.

“Cover me.” She mumbled, and threw two of her own PokeBalls. “Leafeon and Venusaur, brighten this place up!”

Sahara and Matthew tensed up as two PokeBalls flew through the air. Kadabra and Sandshrew stood by Mira, who was thoroughly confused by all of this. Xavier stood up, and looked at his Pokemon, waiting to move. The two PokeBalls burst open, and the energy formed about five metres away from the group. A Leafeon formed in a sitting position, looking curiously at the others, while a Venusaur formed with a thud, and the fully evolved grass starter from Kanto looked grouchily at them. Behind the Pokemon, several trees fell to the ground, followed by three Jeeps that screeched to a halt. Two people were running towards them: a blonde woman wearing a thick vest and camouflage pants, and then….

“Charles!” Sahara gasped.

“Hello…” He mumbled in response, not sure what to say. Sahara felt like he’d pushed her over the railing all over again: seeing him was bringing back memories of losing Virus, and the nasty things he’d said to her.

“Pachirisu Risu Chiru!” Nutty said comfortingly, and Sahara smiled at her. Seviper slid forwards, hissing slightly.

“It is time the world sees Team Galactic for what it truly is!” Minerva shouted. “My name is Minerva, and I’ve been with this team for many years. And now, you must all be punished now, and save yourself from later torture! Sunny Day and Solarbeam!”

“Feon Leafe!” Leafeon snapped, and swung her head. The others could only watch as the leaf looked like it was on fire, and then Leafeon looked at the sky. A ball of light rose up into the sky, where it burst open, releasing waves of sunlight. Venusaur than smiled, as a ball of glowing green energy, untangled with flames, formed in his flower.

“RUN!” Matthew shouted.

“VEEEEENUUUUUSAAAAUUUR!” The Seed Pokemon roared, and the ball exploded, turning into a powerful beam of light. The Solarbeam shot forwards, and Sahara and her Pokemon jumped out of the way just in time. The attack blasted a deep crater in the ground, sending Earth and grass flying everywhere, and then made a two metre trench in the ground.

“Jesus Christ!” Charles gasped, shocked at the power of it.

“I’ve specially trained both of these guys to abuse Solarbeam!” Minerva said with a beam, and looked around at the chaos. Matthew and Mira had fallen to one side, while Sahara and Xavier had landed on the other.

“Both of you use Solarbeam, and aim for opposite sides! And you send out Tauros and Gyarados, I’ll need them!” Minerva barked. A ball of light formed on the leaf on Leafeon’s head, and she fired hers towards Matthew and Mira, while Venusaur fired at Xavier and Sahara. People and Pokemon jumped and fled, trying to escape the powerful attacks.

“How are we suppose to stop them?” Matthew screamed, as Leafeon and Venusaur absorbed in more sunlight. The harsh sunlight was making everyone hot, and Sahara was glad she’d taken her coat off. Charles was fumbling with a PokeBall and Safari Ball, unsure wheter to send them out or not.

“There has to be something we can do….” Sahara mumbled.

My god, are you people that moronic! Lapras snapped. It’s sunny weather! Look at Ponyta! Xavier and Sahara stared towards the fiery horse, who was backing away cautiously. The fire on her body had grown, and looked more powerful and strong.

“Of course, sunny weather boosts the power of fire type moves!” Sahara gasped.

“S-s-s-s-s-s-Seviper?” Seviper hissed, and smiled deviously.

“That’s right! Use Flamethrower, now!” Sahara roared.

“Ponyta, use Flamethrower as well.” Xavier ordered. Seviper and
Ponyta moved forwards, and both opened their mouths up. Minerva’s haw dropped, and watched as two powerful jets of fire were sent towards her. Venusaur acted quickly and fired his Solarbeam, which collided with Ponyta’s: there was a harsh explosion, causing another crater, but the grass separating the two sides burst into flames, creating a fence of flames between them. Seviper’s Flamethrower managed to hit Leafeon, knocking her aside.

“Charles, NOW!” Minerva screeched.

“Oh right… Tauros and Gyarados, out you come.” Charles said half heartedly, still staring towards Sahara. Tauros formed alongside him, causing a loud thud and shaking the Earth as he landed. Gyarados soared up into the sky, surrounded by stars, and looked down at his opponents.

“The fire should be able to hold them off!” Sahara shouted. “Smash, dive underground and wait for my call!”

“ONNN!” The Onix roared, and smashed his head into one of the craters, his long, rocky body following him down. Minerva began to tend to Leafeon, while Venusaur moved forwards, planning to continue fighting.

“Milotic use Ice Beam, and Beautifly use String Shot!” Matthew ordered. Milotic nodded, and a ball of bright blue, icy energy formed in her mouth. She shot it at Venusaur, pushing him backwards, while Beautifly shot her String Shot, wrapping it around his flower. There was a loud bang behind them all, and everyone looked towards the statue, where wispy grey smoke was rising up.

“I’ll go and investigate.” Xavier decided, and Grotle gave him a leg up onto Ponyta’s back. Her flames twisted around Xavier’s hands, turning into makeshift reins.

I’ll clear the way for us. Lapras said, and turned into water, disappearing through a crack in the Earth. Xavier nodded at Sahara and Matthew, before Ponyta began galloping towards the statue. Minerva gasped as she saw them go, and turned to Charles, leaving Leafeon to get up on her own.

“Send your Tauros th-”

“FLOOOOOON!”

“AAAARRGGGH!” Drifloon had swooped down before flying after Xavier, and had fired a Gust: the wind blasted Leafeon into Minerva, who then bowled them over. Charles and Tauros ran forwards, and helped the two get up.

“Giga Impact, now!” Charles instructed. “And Gyarados use
Flamethrower!” The sun was still shining brightly, so Gyarados opened his hideous mouth and fired a jet of flame the same colour as his scales. Everyone flocked to avoid it, but Beautifly was hit, and fell unconscious and sizzling out of the sky.

“Beautifly!” Matthew gasped, and he ran forwards, catching her before she landed.

“Poor Beautifly!” Mira moaned. “Let’s avenge her!” And Matthew and her Pokemon shouted. Kadabra fired a Shock Wave, Sandshrew spun and used Swift, Misdreavus used Psywave, and Piplup and Milotic fired BubbleBeam and Ice Beam respectively. Gyarados roared as he was blasted backwards, his long tail nearly hitting Tauros as he charged forwards. Sahara could hear Tauros grunting, and she quickly realised where he was heading

“Aqua, Brick Break, quickly!” She exclaimed. Nutty and Seviper continued firing attacks at Gyarados and Venusaur, making more fire form on the field, and it was beginning to block Sahara and her Pokemon off from the others.

Tauros was gaining speed, energy engulfing him and helping him run faster. But Floatzel are very speedy Pokemon, so Aqua had no problem in moving through the fire and getting closer to them. Grotle and Drifloon noticed, but decided to leave it to Aqua and focus on getting near the statue.

“ZEL!” Aqua shouted, and he jumped upwards. Tauros didn’t notice until it was too late for him: Aqua smashed his glowing fins onto Tauros’ head, hitting the source of the energy surrounding the bull.

“TAUROOO!” Tauros shouted as there was a bright flash, and he and Aqua were sent flying: Aqua smashed into the rocks, while Tauros rolled back towards Charles, skidding through the dirt, nearly hitting Leafeon, who was still too weak to stand.

“Tauros, are you alright?” Charles asked, as he and Minerva rushed to his side. Tauros nodded, but was too focused on trying to stand to reply. There was a roar, and they turned to see Gyarados nearly crash into an office block sticking over the mountain, before falling with a loud thud onto the ground. Mira and the Pokemon led a cheer, though Sahara was rushing over to check on Aqua, and Matthew was checking on Beautifly.

“THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS!” Minerva screamed and Charles leapt backwards in shock. Minerva, who usually looked calm and collected, now looked like some sort of demonic hag. She looked at Venusaur, who had been trying to avoid the fire instead of attacking.

“SOLARBEAM THEM NOW!” Minerva shrieked. Venusaur nodded nervously, and began running as fast as possible through the flames, getting
closer towards the others.

“Get ready!” Mira shouted. Piplup, Milotic, Sandshrew and Kadabra stood in a line, while Misdreavus floated steadily overhead. Sahara heard the shout from the rocky mountains, and Nutty began jabbering at her and pointing at Venusaur

“SMASH, NOW!” Sahara screamed, making Aqua jump. The ground began rumbling, but Venusaur didn’t notice as he ran out of the flames. Suddenly, the earth beneath him cracked, and Smash rose out from beneath him, his hard head lifting Venusaur high into the sky, before he toppled off, now directly above the others.

“SAAAAAUUUURR!” He bellowed, and Venusaur fired the powerful beam of light. It hit the already damaged ground, right between Milotic, Piplup and Mira. The ground blasted apart, forming a jagged hole, and Venusaur kept on firing. Matthew heard it and turned around, bringing Beautifly back inside her Net Ball.

“Everyone, return!” Matthew yelled, and ran forwards, picking up his bag and reaching for the PokeBalls. But Piplup and Milotic were already slipping away.

“PIPLUP PIP PIP!” Piplup wailed, and lost her grip a second before Matthew reached her. She disappeared inside the Solarbeam, which was now disappearing.

“OH MY GOD!” Matthew and Mira screamed simultaneously, as Mira was dangling inside the hole, Milotic’s thrashing tail threatening to knock her over. Venusaur landed on the ground nearby with a shaking thud, and the earth around the hole began to crumble.

“Get out of there!” Sahara screamed, and tried to run forwards, but the fire was forming a barrier. Matthew grabbed Milotic, hoping to calm here, but the earth under his foot disappeared.

“AARRRGH!” Matthew shouted, and Milotic tried screaming, but they were already falling too fast into the hole. Mira looked down, and screamed herself. Her fingers were losing grip, and Sandshrew and Kadabra’s combined physical and psychic efforts were failing. The ground crumbled, and Mira fell down, pulling Sandshrew with her. Sahara clasped her hands to her mouth: three Pokemon and two humans had just fallen into a hole to who knows where! Misdreavus and Kadabra looked down, and willing dived down, hoping to find their trainers. Smash looked down the hole, but came out looking confused.

“Excellent, just excellent!” Minerva cried happily. Sahara turned and looked through the fire at her: the attractive yet frightening looking woman, another person brought into Team Galactic and their twisted ways. She looked evil, positively frightening, especially with how she was glad that some people may have just died.

“Pachirisu Pachi Ri?” Nutty asked grumpily, staring towards her Minerva.

“Go ahead!” Sahara hissed. Whenever she got this mad, one of her personalities would come out. But Sahara wouldn’t let them: this was her score to settle. There was a flash, and Nuty was suddenly running through the fire at the speed of light. Minerva was clapping in joy, unaware of what was approaching.

“Look out!” Charles gasped. Minerva turned at the last minute, just as Nutty smashed into her legs, bowling her over. Seviper came up alongside, but didn’t even need to ask before Sahara nodded.

“VIPER!” She hissed in triumph, and fired the most powerful Flamethrower she could produce: Sahara felt her skin burn as the jet went past her. It hit Venusaur, who was already injured from falling, and with a ball of flames he fainted. Minerva didn’t notice, as she was trying to bat Nutty away, who was biting her with glee. Tauros got ready to move, but suddenly Smash had slid through the flames, and stood proud above them.

“OOOOONNNNN!” He roared, and whacked Tauros with his tail, knocking him out in a single Rock Smash. Charles brought both of his unconscious Pokemon back, and Smash looked down at him, and recognised him from the Windworks.

“Wait, no, don-” Charles began jabbering, but Smash swung his body, and sent Charles flying. The teenager soared right across the fire, and ended up hitting something solid.

“What the- YOU!” Charles jumped up in fright, and looked down. Sahara’s eyes were nearly sticking out of her head, and she looked like she was about to blast him to smithereens. “You tried pushing me into a turbine, you fucking cu-”

“WAIT, you have it wrong, I just meant to give you a tiny push!” Charles protested, but it earned him a hard slap across the face. “Listen to me!” He shouted, and Sahara froze, though he could see the hate burning in her eyes. “Minerva said something a few minutes ago about a bridge, and that Jupiter was going to use the bridge to kill Vanessa. If someone doesn’t warn her, she’ll be killed in their plan!” Sahara looked at him, unsure what to say or do.

“Thanks for the information, I guess, but your still a douchebag.” And she kicked him between the legs, nearly lifting him off the ground. Charles fell backwards, his eyes rolled back inside his head and clutching his crotch in pain. Seviper had been scorching up Leafeon, and only just noticed Charles.

“S-s-s-s-”

“It’s fine, let’s just go and help Xavier!” Sahara said. “We need to get him and go save Vanessa.” Seviper nodded, and began moving forwards. The bright light suddenly disappeared, and the area became a lot darker: there was thick smoke coming from the fire, which was now going past the hole and nearing the contest hall. Sahara looked at Charles, who was still moaning and unaware of the fire getting close to him. Reluctantly, she heaved him up and began dragging him to near where Aqua was. The Floatzel looked angrily at Charles, but Sahara shook her head.

“Leave it, and use Aqua Jet, quickly.” Aqua nodded, and sprinted forwards, water surrounding his feet. The grass fire was put out within ten seconds, and only smoke and steam began to rise up.

“Nutty, Smash, let’s go!” Sahara cried, and began sprinting towards the statue. Nutty angrily whacked Minerva with her tail, and then jumped onto Smash as he slid past, and Sahara and her Pokemon fled the scene, leaving Charles and Minerva in pain.


A few minutes earlier, there had been the mini explosion they’d all heard.

Roshonda clapped her hands in delight, as a small amount of dynamite was able to destroy the back right leg of the Dialga statue. The nine grunts around her cheered, and their Zubat and Golbat hovering overhead flapped their wings happily.

“Excellent! Now, let’s set the other three up with the same amount!” Roshonda ordered. Six grunts rushed forwards, each leg getting two people to attach the explosives too. Roshonda walked towards the other three, smiling happily, and the grunts smiled back. But before anyone could speak, there was a cracking noise. They all turned, tow of the grunts pulling guns out.

A Heracross was walking along one of dozen trees their cars had cut up. He didn’t look very happy about it, and was staring angrily at the grunts as he stomped some more branches. Roshonda simply smirked, and clicked her fingers at the bats flying overhead.

“Crush the little bug, and make it quick.” She ordered, and the Zubats and Golbats nodded, and dived down. The Heracross looked at them, almost bored, and then his horn dimly glowed white. As the Zubat got close to him, the tough bug whacked them back with Horn Attack, sending many of the Zubat smashing into others.

“HERA!” Heracross shouted, and suddenly sprinted forwards while the bats were distracted. A grunt stood in front of him, but Heracross raised his spiky arms and smashed them repeatedly into the grunts stomach, knocking him over.

“What attack was that?” Roshonda asked, as she reached for her PokeBalls. The ground beneath her suddenly felt funny, and Roshonda looked down at it.

It was water.

Roshonda screamed and leapt forwards as the water rose out of the ground, and joined together to make a shape. There was a flash, and suddenly a Lapras was there, smiling happily at everyone.

I think that attack was Fury Attack, to answer your question. Lapras explained. And this one, just so you know, is called Blizzard. And Lapras opened her mouth, firing the powerful blast of snow and ice. It soared over Roshonda’s head, sprinkling her with snow, and then hit the army of Zubats diving for Heracross. Half of them fell out of the sky, having become ice statues.

“Cross Heracross Ra!” Heracross called to Lapras in thanks, before Fury Attacking another grunt.

“Scum!” Roshonda hissed, and threw her PokeBalls. With a burst of light, Beedrill and Nidoqueen formed in front of Lapras. There was a soft explosion in the distance, and Roshonda turned, and saw Xavier was riding towards them on Ponyta, with Grotle and Drifloon alongside.

“Sludge Bomb and Crunch before her team gets here!” Roshonda hissed. Heracross heard this, and quickly whacked a grunt aside before leaping into the sky. Beedrill formed purple sludge between his pincers, while Nidoqueen ran forwards to bite onto Lapras. But Heracross stood in the way, his double resistance to Dark nearly breaking Nidoqueen’s teeth, while he absorbed the full blast of the Sludge Bomb.

How very noble of you. Lapras smiled, as she Psychically blasted Roshonda and her Pokemon backwards. Heracross smiled, but suddenly glowed purple and staggered forwards. Oh no, you’ve been poisoned! But Heracross shook his head, and the purple sludge covered his body suddenly began circling around all of his limbs and torso, like they were chaining him up. Heracross stood up, staggering slightly, but looked much stronger.

Ah, Guts, very handy. Lapras smirked, before knocking him out of the way as bullets were fired: the grunts who had been setting up the dynamite had begun firing, trying to get them out of the way.

“Razor Leaf and Ominous Wind.” Suddenly, black energy and glowing leaves were fired towards them, knocking all of the grunts over. Xavier and his team had arrived, and the teenager was looking as serious as he possibly could.

“Flame Wheel.” Xavier said, and suddenly rolled off Ponyta’s back, landing on top of Grotle, whose tough shell absorbed the blow. Ponyta began sprinting towards the cars, her mane of flame getting much longer.

“POOOONNNYYYY!” She wailed, and jumped and bent forwards: her mane went around her entire body, turning her into a dangerous circle of fire. Beedrill quickly got out of the way and Ponyta smashed into one of the Jeep Wranglers, going right by the fuel tank. Grunts jumped as the car exploded, blasting Heracross and Lapras backwards.

“I can’t let this mission fail!” Roshonda hissed. “Set the timer for thirty seconds, and Twineedle and Superpower! I refuse to look like a fool.”

“Well, you do look very foolish.” Xavier pointed out.

Kind of like a robot that’s been set on it’s hooker mode. Lapras suggested, making the other Pokemon smirk. Roshonda’s jaw dropped, and she angrily looked at her Pokemon, urging them to attack. The wreckage of the car was still flaming, and one of the grunts was horrifically burnt on his back and was screaming in pain. Two other, less injured grunts picked him up and rushed towards a Jeep, while the other grunts finished setting up the dynamite and moving out as well.

“BEEEE!”

“NIDOO!” Roshonda’s two Pokemon rushed forwards, Beedrill’s stingers glowing along with Nidoqueen’s right fist. Grotle and Drifloon moved forwards, while Xavier checked on Ponyta, who was sore after the blast.

“RACRO CROSS!” Heracross shouted, and wings suddenly sprouted from his back. He outspeed a surprised Grotle to Aerial Ace Beedrill, his boosted power knocking the bug out. Nidoqueen was so stunned she stopped running, and Lapras just laughed.
How stupid. She laughed, and her eyes flashed pink. Nidoqueen gasped as she was sent flying, smashing into the statue and landing at it’s base.

“NOOO!” Roshonda yelled, and ran forwards, just as the dynamite exploded. There were three tiny bangs, and rocks were sent flying. The Dialga statue, without any supports, began to fall. Nidoqueen was sore from smashing into the base, and couldn’t move in time before the body of the legendary smashed onto her back. Her tough skin absorbed most of the blow, but she still roared in pain. The statue smashed as it hit her and the ground, turning into giant pieces of grey rock. Something rolled out of the rubble, reflected in the sunlight.

“That’s the thing Sahara touched.” Xavier pointed out. His Pokemon all looked towards it, and then saw the excited look in the grunts eyes and knew they couldn’t let them have it. Lapras’ eyes turned pink, and the orb began to rise up. But suddenly white energy shot out from beneath the statue’s ruins, as Nidoqueen fired a Superpower. The attack blasted Lapras backwards, and the orb landed on the ground, rolling towards Grotle.

“Till Grot!” Grotle called, and ran to pick it up. Roshonda growled, and pulled her gun out. She pulled the trigger twice, and both bullets hit the ground in front of him, scaring Grotle backwards.

“The orb is mine!” Roshonda shouted, and pulled out another PokeBall. “Cradily, grab it!” She roared, and threw the ball. It burst open, and her Cradily formed next to the orb, in between the cars, Heracross, Xavier and his Pokemon and the statues remains.

“Cradi Dilly!” She snapped, and picked the orb up in her tentacles. Behind her, more rocks were sent flying as Nidoqueen stood up, looking sore and beaten, but rushed forwards quickly and picked Cradily up.

“MOVE OUT!” Roshonda shouted, and fired her gun randomly. Ponyta neighed in fright, and angrily used Stomp. The ground cracked up, and sections of the earth stuck out. Lapras had slumped on the ground nearby, leaving Grotle, Drifloon and Heracross as the only ones left to get it. Roshonda ran towards one of the Jeeps, and both were already turning around towards the tower.

“Razor Lead, Gust and Flamethrower.” Xavier commanded. He ran to check on Lapras, and could see Sahara and her Pokemon rushing towards them, though they were still many metres away.

“EARTH POWER AND ENERGY BALL!” Roshonda shouted. Cradily fired a ball
of green energy from inside her large mouth, blasting Drifloon backwards and making her hit Heracross. Nidoqueen smashed her feet onto the damaged ground. Yellow light flooded out of it, and suddenly the ground seemingly exploded, sending earth and dirt flying. Ponyta pushed Xavier to the ground, and Grotle stood over him in protection. The dirt bounced harmlessly off his tough shell, but it did serve a purpose: Nidoqueen and Cradily had reached the Jeep Wranglers under the shelter of the explosion, and jumped in as the driver flawed it.
“See you later!” Roshonda cackled, as the Jeeps headed off towards the tower. Xavier stared after them as Grotle climbed off him, while the rest of his Pokemon lay on the ground, very weak following the last attack. There was puffing behind them, and Sahara finally caught up, followed by her Pokemon.

“What were they doing?” Sahara asked, as she pulled some Super Potions and berries out of her bag. Nutty and Aqua took them, and rushed over towards Drifloon and Lapras.

“They got that orb you touched last week. Should we go after them?” Xavier asked.

“No, I don’t want to go near that thing again!” Sahara said with a shudder. “Besides, Vanessa may be in trouble, we have to go and rescue her!” Xavier nodded, but quickly looked at the Heracross, who was struggling to stand due to his poisoning. He looked up at Xavier with a pleading look the teenager struggled to comprehend. The Single Horn Pokemon looked sadly over at the trees that had been cut down, and then over at Lapras, and finally back at Xavier.

My god, he wants to be captured! Lapras wailed.

“Right then.” Xavier said, and pulled a Great Ball out of his bag. He threw it and it hit Heracross, who turned into blue molecules and was sucked inside. It shook several times, before the button in the middle flashed, signalling a capture. Xavier did his strange smile, and picked the ball up and attached an Antidote to the button.

“So, where are we going to save Vanessa?” He asked.

“The Cycling Road, something bad’s going to happen!” Sahara explained, and quickly pulled four PokeBalls out, brining her entire team back inside. Xavier responded by bringing Grotle, Lapras and Drifloon back, and went to bring Ponyta back, but Sahara pulled his arm down.

“We need speed!” She replied. “Here, give me your PokeBalls and I’ll make sure all our Pokemon are healed.” Xavier nodded, and then walked over to Ponyta. She bent slightly, allowing Xavier to get a leg up, and then helped Sahara get on behind him.

“POONNYYYYY!” The fiery horse neighed, before galloping off towards Eterna, Xavier and Sahara barely holding on.

On a skyscraper opposite the Galactic tower, a woman watched them moved from the shadows. No one would be able to see her even if they looked up from the next building over, and she was glad for the cover. The woman watched Ponyta reached the end of the street, and then turn and canter down the main road.

“He’s on the move, so so shall I.” She whispered. Then, making sure no one was watching, the woman turned and sprinted, jumping off of the tower and managing to make it into the shadows on the other side, her blonde hair only visible for a second.


Wayward Cave

“Thank you once again, I can’t believe I’m going to be working on this project!”

“Trust me, my niece, you are going to do wonders!”

Underneath the Cycling Road and Eterna City, there was a large cave area called Wayward Cave. Half of it was dimly lit, so it was easy to get lost, but many rare Pokemon lived down here, away from all the collectors searching for them, so many trainers came down here to look for them. The cave is metres below Eterna City, so it has a very thick and high roof, with jagged rocks pointing down on those walking.
And only two of them were doing that today: Deidre Plattina and Arthur, the Underground creator who had helped Xavier out.

Winter always made the caves of Sinnoh cold, and this year was no exception: despite the fact it hadn’t snowed for a while, there was still a definite chill, and Deidre and Arthur’s breath rose in front of their faces in the form of white mist. Their footsteps echoed loudly as they walked through the silent cave, with Deidre’s Wormadam floating in front, emitting enough light for them to see.

“Do you think the government will approve an extension of the Underground?” Deidre asked. Arthur was attempting to extend the Underground to connect to all major caves, and to include passages under the oceans towards Iron Island and the Pokemon League. Deidre was helping him plan where the new connections would be for when he spoke to the Sinnoh Council next month. Arthur sighed and shrugged.

“To be honest, I have no idea if they will or not. They need to put the Underground to good use and keep the thieves out, so some construction could help with that.” He explained, but didn’t want to continue talking, and Deidre respected his silence. They kept walking for a few more minutes, in which time three Geodudes ran past them while playing a game involving throwing rocks.

“Oh, by the way, you mentioned seeing Sahara last week: is she well?” Deidre asked. She had been so relieved when Professor Rowan last week confirmed her daughter was alive and well, after misleading comments from Charles and Roshonda at the beach near Sandgem. Deidre knew the power Eden, Crystal and Jaki possessed, and knew that Crystal would have easily survived an explosion with her telekinetic abilities.

“Well, she had just had some sort of issue.” Arthur mumbled. “Something to do with a statue and an orb, I think?” Deidre raised her eyebrows, and stopped walking. There was something she could remember about Eterna City and a statue, but she wasn’t quite sure what it was. Suddenly, Wormadam stopped moving.

“Wormy, what is it?” Deidre asked, temporarily distracted. The Bagworm Pokemon stared upwards, and slowly moved away from the cave roof. The two humans stared at her, confused, when suddenly a green beam of light appeared out of nowhere. Rocks were sent crashing down, and the light managed to light up the cave so much that Flash became obsolete. As the strange beam began to disappear, there was a shout.

“PIIIIIIIIIIIIP!” A small Piplup fell out from the roof, travelling at amazing speeds and heading straight for them.

“Worm!” Wormadam mumbled, and her eyes turned pink. A Psychic barrier formed a metre off the ground, which the Piplup landed on. She groaned in pain, and then looked over at Deidre, Arthur and Wormadam. Suddenly, more screaming echoed down towards them, and Piplup jumped off the barrier as Milotic and Matthew fell down screaming, followed by clumps of earth, and then Mira and Sandshrew. They all smashed into the barrier, but Milotic was thrashing her long tail, pushing Matthew off.

“OW!” He huffed, and stood up, wincing and rubbing his back.

“What’s going on here?” Deidre asked, rushing forwards. “You, your that Matthew boy, aren’t you? I recognise you from Sandgem Town.”

“That’s right, that must mean your Sahara’s mother.” Matthew replied. Piplup rushed over to him and hugged him, and Matthew responded by picking her up and hugging her back. Milotic slid forwards off the barrier, and landed coiled up on the floor, and Matthew let her join in on the hug. Then, Kadabra suddenly fell out of the roof, using his psychic abilities to come to a stop, and landed gracefully on the barrier. Misdreavus floated down, staring curiously around.

“Would someone mind explaining what’s going on?” Arthur asked. Deidre and Matthew quickly introduced themselves, Mira and Arthur to one another, and once everyone was off the barrier, they sat down on some rocks, with Wormadam providing light.

“So, this Team Galactic, their those people who are causing trouble in Sinnoh, aren’t they?” Arthur inquired.

“Yes, they’ve already done lots of damage across the Eastern part of the region.” Matthew explained.

“I heard about them on the news. Would that make you one of those Dex Holders?” Mira asked, as she held Kadabra and Sandshrew’s hands. Matthew nodded, and pulled his blue PokeDex out of his bag.

“So, if there is trouble happening overhead, should we go and help your friends out?” Arthur suggested.

“I think we should, especially if my Sahara is up there!” Deidre exclaimed, and she leapt to her feet at once. Matthew looked over at Mira, who was looking nervous.

“Look Mira, I know you don’t know me very well, and you aren’t use to this sort of thing, but do you think you can help us out?” He asked. “Your Pokemon’s skills could really come in handy!” Mira looked at him, still shaking slightly, but Kadabra and Sandshrew whispered at her, and she slowly began to relax.

“I suppose I can travel with you guys, just to get out of this… cave?” She replied, staring around their dirty environment.

“Yes, this is the Wayward Cave!” Arthur boomed. “Quite an interesting history to the place, they first began digging in-”

“SSSH!” Deidre hissed, and stare down the end of the tunnel. Everyone turned around, and Wormadam stopped glowing, so they were hidden in the darkness.

A fleet of cars were driving through the tunnel, their engines roaring and headlights flickering through the dust. They tried counting how many there were, but it was too dark to properly see them. All they knew was that they were heading out of the centre of the cave, and seemed to be going for the exits. Than, Matthew noticed something: these cars were yellow Jeep Wranglers.

“Team Galactic! We need to go and see what they are up to!” Matthew gasped, as the last of the cars disappeared from the end of the tunnel. He turned to look at everyone’s shocked faces.

“They way they’re going, it’s the easiest and fastest way out!” Arthur gasped.

“I don’t want to deal with more of these Galactic people!” Mira huffed, and Sandshrew and Kadabra nodded in agreement with their trainer. Matthew sighed, and looked at his three Pokemon. All three of them smiled at him, though they looked a bit uncertain.

“Well, I’m going to investigate! Besides, one of my friends is sure to be out there as well, they always are.” Matthew said, and turned and began walking down the cave, though stumbled a bit on some rocks.

“I think I’ll go as well: I really don’t like Team Galactic, and I don’t want them hurting my daughter!” Deidre announced, and she walked forwards as well, Wormadam following her and quickly turned on Flash. Matthew’s Pokemon began moving down as well, and Mira and Arthur simultaneously sighed, and began following after the light, with no other option but to face Team Galactic.
 
Re: Galactic: The Unnatural Cycle Prt 2

Cycling Road

I never thought I’d be back here.

Vanessa stepped slowly onto the Cycling Road, climbing over the flaming wreckage that was the barrier, and stared around. It hadn’t changed a lot in the past three years, but it still sent a shiver down her spine.

When she’d begun following Emerson, Vanessa had a bad feeling he was going to lead her to this spot. This area had changed her life in ways she had never thought possible, and had been what had sent her down her current path in life. And here she was again, nearly three years after Vanessa had to flee from the only people that had taken her in and cared for her.

She had murdered one of their own, of course.

I had to do it, it was the only way to stop him. Vanessa thought, but shook her head, hoping to get these nasty thoughts out of head. Deciding it would be best not to dwell on them, Vanessa turned her attention towards the rest of the bridge. She had seen Emerson enter through the gatehouse, so he had to be there.

And there the leather wearing, smug faced teenager was, standing only a few metres away from Vanessa, an arrogant grin on his face. Standing behind him was a Magmortar, obviously his evolved Magmar, wearing a similar arrogant look on his face. Black smoke was forming a dirty curtain behind them, blocking off the rest of the bridge.

“Hiding something form me are you darling?” Vanessa asked, forcing herself to put on a confident face. Emerson simply laughed.

“Now, what could I possibly hide form you?” He sneered back. “I want
a rematch, right here, right now.” Now it was Vanessa’s turn to laugh at him.

“You really want to try and defeat and defeat me, after you past three losses?” She jeered, and Emerson glared angrily at her. His temper always got the better of him around her, and he wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction.

“I just want to test my Pokemon against you.” Emerson explained calmly. “Many of them have evolved, as you can see with Magmortar here, so I need to test their skills out.” Vanessa thought for a minute. She was very bored, and could use with the happy feeling that came from defeating an annoying person.

“I guess I can spare enough time. And I’ll even send first.” Vanessa said at least, and pulled a PokeBall out. “This’ll be a three on three?”

“Sure thing.” Emerson grinned, and pulled one of his Dusk Balls out. The black smoke was starting to get blown away by the bitter wind, and Magmortar turned, and began to produce more. But before the smoke could spread, Vanessa looked behind him. There appeared to be some sort of gathering at the end of the bridge, a huge mass of black.

“What’s going on down there?” Vanessa asked, pursing her lips. Emerson looked at Magmortar nervously, who quickly began firing more SmokeScreen.

“I think it’s the workers, I didn’t want to attract their attention.” Emerson replied quickly. Vanessa didn’t trust him, but she also wanted to get on with this battle. If it was something more sinister, she could always deal with it when the time was appropriate.
“Alright then: go Monferno!” And she threw the PokeBall onto the ground. Seconds later, Monferno stood before her, and recognised Emerson and chuckled. Emerson didn’t like beign mocked by Pokemon, and angrily threw his Dusk Ball. The purple-black energy came out, and joined together on the ground. The Pokemon looked like a large, metallic shell, with nasty eyes glaring at them.

“Pupitar, Larvitar’s evolved form.” Emerson explained proudly.

“Ah, so your Pokemon go through puberty before you do?” Vanessa asked, and Monferno stifled a laugh. Emerson huffed and snarled, and both Vanessa and Monferno exchanged looks before calming down.

“AncientPower!” Emerson shouted.

“Mach Punch, get this over with.” Vanessa yawned. Pupitar’s eyes turned brown, and dust from the bridge rose up, turning into large, shadowy rocks. However, before he could fire them, Monferno’s fist glowed white, and he sped forwards.

“MON MON!” He shouted, and drove the fist into Pupitar’s middle, knocking the Hard Shell Pokemon backwards, and the AncientPower dispersed back into dust.

“AncientPower once again!” Emerson shouted.

“And I guess I’ll Mach Punch again.” Vanessa said sweetly as she readjusted her hat from the wind. Monferno punched Pupitar from point blank range, before he could even begin to summon up the dust.

“PUUUUUPPIII!” He wailed, as he spiralled across the road and crashed into Emerson, knocking him over. The Pupitar landed on the ground, eyes shut and a large dent in his shell.

“Looks like the first point goes to moi.” Vanessa smiled, and gave Monferno a high-five. Emerson sighed, and brought back the weak Pupitar back. He looked at Magmortar, and then nodded: give Vanessa a confidence boost, it will make the win ever more rewarding.

“Congratulations. Looks like I’ll need to train him more later.” Emerson smiled. “Now, let’s keep this going!” Vanessa nodded, and Monferno moved forwards, ready for the next attack. Emerson just hoped the two kept this cockiness up, as then he could watch in glee as Vanessa was brought down to size. Permanently.


Route 206

Down below the bridge, Vanessa was unaware of what danger was lurking below.

Six oil tankers were being driven into the grassy fields, each with a Galactic Grunt at the driving wheel. More grunts were directing them into position, two on either side of the three pylons holding the bridge up. There was already a lot of scaffolding there, from where workers had been trying to realign them. The scaffolding remained, but the workers had either been shot, had their throats slit or were being held hostage if they were fit enough to work for them.

As the tankers were put into position, more grunts were piling out of the Jeep Wranglers, moving to help set up the explosives, or were catching more wild Pokemon. Armies of Geodude, Gastly and Zubat cornered innocent herds of Ponyta, forced Gligars out of the sky, or fired multiple attacks at retreating Kricketune and Baltoy. Many Pokemon were killed when their plans went wrong, so Team Galactic always caught mass supplies of Pokemon during their missions.

In the center of the route, next to rocky cliff faces and towering trees, a container truck was parked. The explosives, itinerary and Pokemon arsenal had been brought inside the container, and it would provide a good shelter for the admins if they couldn’t escape in time before the blast. Standing on top of it was Cyrus, and he stared down at what was happening. All of the tankers were being put into place, and grunts were now putting ropes inside the oil, which would then be lit. Bombs were also being set up, as a back up option. His Houndoom lay loyally besides him, while Honchkrow flew around with Weavile, keeping out of sight of the bridge.

“That Vanessa girl is in prime position, sir.”

Cyrus looked to his right, and saw Charon climbing up the ladder onto the roof. He pointed up towards the right of the bridge, where Vanessa’s fiery hair was clearly visible. To the left of them, the bikers were waiting for the battle to end, before they moved forwards and struck Vanessa down.

“Good, Jupiter will be very pleased.” Cyrus replied, and looked down. Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Draco were barking orders at them all. Mars was twirling her whip between her hands, while Jupiter had her axe hanging over her back, the handle in an easy to grab position. Saturn was holding something that looked like a metallic trident, except the middle spike was much shorter, and it didn’t look extremely grand.

“We’ll get things underway as soon as the bikers have brought Vanessa into the middle.” Cyrus told them. Jupiter exchanged a gleeful look with Saturn, and Mars and Draco smiled and nodded. “Alright then, Draco, you go and guard the entrance, and Saturn, you go and block off Wayward Cave.” The two men nodded and walked off, and Mars and Jupiter remained, watching the grunts moving around, setting everything up. Cyrus smirked as they moved about, and knew that they would all freeze as soon as he said so. Cyrus had been dreaming of being such a powerful man for many years, and this was the first step to him conquering the world.

Charon didn’t necessarily have the same ambitions. The scientist was aging, and was only doing this because he had nothing else to do. And once he reached his old age, he would be able to peacefully retire, under the protection Cyrus would give him for his pivotal role. Charon opened up his laptop, wanting to double check all of his calculations before they set up the bomb. As he waited for it to start up properly, he heard a snap. Charon wheeled around, and found himself looking at the very bottom of Mt Coronet. The mountain towered hundreds of metres above them, but it disappeared into the clouds, so Charon couldn’t see the top.

However, he could clearly see the trees right in front of him. They looked like most other trees: tall, green and brown. Charon didn’t really care for nature, and was about to turn away, but something else caught his eye. There was a very large bush in between two trees nearby. Growing out of the bush was a curved tree, with a large amount of foliage on top. Charon noticed something even odder: while most of the trees in the valley had no or dying leaves due to it being Winter, this tree had perfectly green foliage. Charon stared at it more closely, and caught the bush shaking.

“It’s a fake!” Charon exclaimed, and Cyrus turned around, instantly looking furious. Mars and Jupiter rushed over, and Charon pointed towards the tree in question.

“Houndoom, use Flamethrower!” Cyrus shouted. Houndoom nodded, and ran forwards, before leaping spectacularly into the air.

“DOOOM!” He barked, and shot a jet of red and orange flames from his mouth. The fiery attack headed straight towards the tree, but as it reached the bushes, the flames were suddenly detected, hitting a smaller bush and setting them on the fire. There was an angry roar, and suddenly the tree and bush took off into the sky.

“TROP!” The tree roared, and it looked at the still airborne Houndoom. A beam of bright green light emerged from the tree, and Houndoom howled as he was blasted backwards, smashing across the container and falling over the other side.

“So sorry about that!” Everyone turned around, as a figure suddenly soared down from the skies. The man was wearing the uniform of an environmental ranger: red and black vest and black pants, though a rope was now attached to the man’s belt, obviously attached to some point of the mountain. The man landed besides a stunned Charon, and swiftly pulled a knife out, which he used to slash the rope, and then held it to Charon’s throat.

“YOU!” Mars roared, and she smashed her whip against the ground, causing the sound of thunder. The ranger looked down, and Mars looked even more enraged as Niles smiled down at her.

“Hello Mars, pleasure to see you again.” He said with a smile. Besides him, the disguised Pokemon shook itself, and the fake foliage fell off, revealing a Tropius, looking down at them all.

“Who are you exactly?” Cyrus asked angrily, as he reached for his gun.

“The name is Niles, and I work for the Sinnoh Environmental
Department.” Niles explained, as he kept a tighter grip on Charon. The scientist coughed, but found himself unable to talk, and looked pleadingly at Cyrus. “I use to know lovely young Mars here, and when I heard she was in the area, I figured I’d stop by.”

“You dickhead, get the fuck out of here!” Mars hissed, her face twisted in rage. Niles looked down at her and smiled, and Mars looked like she was about to whip his face off.

“I will go, as soon as I’ve stopped you all from destroying this lovely environment.” He explained. He looked around the route, and saw that nearly every single grunt was looking at him, having stopped their jobs to see what he was going on about. Wild Pokemon were using the time to flee, rushing into the bushes, trees or secret caves. Niles hoped they would be able to escape in time, but his main priority was stopping Team Galactic.

“We’ve dealt with your sort before, and we have been able to stop you.” Cyrus hissed, pulling his gun out, his finger tight on the trigger. “And I’m not letting another good Samaritan try and bring me down!” Behind Niles, Jupiter was unhitching her axe, though staying well clear of Mars, who looked like she was about to shoot laser beams. Honchkrow and Weavile were hovering under the bridge, waiting for the order to strike. Charon was turning purple, and Niles grinned as Cyrus raised the gun up, aiming for Niles’ head.

“WHIRLWIND!” Niles roared, and jumped backwards. Tropius flapped his long, leafy wings, causing a powerful blast of wind. Jupiter and Charon were blasted backwards, the latter dangling over the side of the container, and Cyrus’ gun was whipped from his hands with a crack. Niles used the wind currents to dodge Mars’ gun, and land calmly in the grass.

“Furret, Parasect, out you come!” Niles shouted, and threw two Net Balls out. With a flash, a Furret and Parasect landed alongside, looking around at everyone.

“DON’T JUST STAND THERE, DO SOMETHING!” Cyrus roared.

“WITH PLEASURE! GO PURUGLY!” Mars shouted, throwing the PokeBall as she ran towards Niles. As the large grey cat formed, hissing up at Tropius, grunts began throwing PokeBalls, releasing numerous Zubat into the sky.

“Furreee!” Furret wailed, and began blasting Ice Beams into the sky, knocking the Zubats out one by one. Honchkrow and Weavile were still waiting for the right moment, but Furret was keeping one eye on them. Parasect rushed forwards, dodging a furious Mars, and ran towards Purugly and Tropius, who were beginning to battle.

“Para Rasect Sect!” Parasect hissed, and smashed one of her claws against Purugly, using Brick Break to push Purugly onot her back.

“PURUUU!” The cat hissed, and slashed her claws, but Tropius responded with a vicious Solarbeam. Cyrus shielded his eyes from the bright light, before rushing over to check on Charon.

“I’m fine.” The scientist insisted, as he climbed back onto the container. “But I don’t think your Houndoom did too well.” Cyrus looked down, and saw Houndoom lying unconscious, as Furret duelled single handedly against Zubat nearby. Niles was fighting back grunts, as Mars got ever closer with her whip held like a sword.

“This isn’t going well, we need to make sure this man doesn’t ruin this.” Cyrus hissed. He quickly whipped out a PokeBall and brought Houndoom back, just as several Golbat splatted against the ground. Purugly was sent flying over Jupiter, who was beginning to retreat down the route towards Wayward Cave. Parasect and Tropius moved past, firing more moves at the helpless cat. Her owner was now shoving grunts aside to get to Niles, who had begun firing his gun.

“Mars, kill him if you must!” Cyrus roared.

“WITH PLEASURE!” Mars shouted back, and she cracked her whip against the ground, practically blasting the grunts aside. Niles turned around, and looked at Mars with a wicked smile.

“Hello again, Ari-”

“Don’t you even dare!” Mars hissed, her face twisted like a murderous hag that had swallowed a lot of lemons. “You think you can just drop on by and ruin one of my operations?”

“I did warn you about the consequences.” Niles snarled back, his calm and cool demeanour fading away. “You know very well that if you want to stop me, your going to have to kill me.”

“Gladly.” Mars hissed back, and raised her whip. Niles moved swiftly, snapping her wrist back, making the whip fall, before jamming his fist into her face. Niles felt only he slightest remorse as Mars fell backwards: he had a mission to do, and it would involve people getting hurt.

And if he didn’t stop them in the next few minutes, many more people would be killed.


Eterna City

The flaming grass had begun to die down, thanks to the chilly wind and Aqua’s attacks, but th smoke had managed to attract the attention of emergency services. The sirens of police and fire engines began wailing, and this was the queue for Minerva and Charles to leave. The two ran as fast as possible across the field, heading back the same way they came. However, both of them were still in pain from the attacks, and Charles was practically crawling.

“Hurry up, we need to get out of here before the police get here!” Minerva hissed. She had taken her bullet proof jacket off, hoping to let her blend in more. However, the bottom of her pants were charred and black, and she had several bleeding scratches and dirt all over her face and arms. Charles looked up at her, clearly in pain

“I got kicked in the balls and attack by a rock snake, you selfish cow!” Charles hissed. Minerva froze, and looked down, horrified, at Charles. “Let’s see you try and run from the cops if you’ve suffered the same pain!” Minerva looked a bit hurt by his loud, angry voice, but Charles had little sympathy for her. He was in great, unnecessary pain, he was feeling very guilty about Sahara, and was worried about what would happen to her and Xavier. He didn’t even know which way they had gone, as they had disappeared before they’d started moving.

The sirens cried very close by, and Minerva nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of it. She pulled Charles behind a bush, across the road from Eterna Tower. Two fire engines and three police cars came roaring past, sending dust and dirt straight towards them.

“They won’t have seen us!” Minerva whispered, trying to sound more affectionate than she had a few moments ago. “I’ll help take you across to the tower, and then I’ll send you back first on the transporter.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Charles replied, wincing as he adjusted the lower half of his body. People were now rushing to see what was happening in the field, and Minerva moved back into the shadows of the bush. She looked down at Charles, who was still in pain, and she smiled warmly at him.

“I’m glad to have spent this mission with you, I’ve wanted to get to know you for a while now.” Minerva whispered.

“Why’s that?” Charles asked curiously. “We haven’t really ever spoken to each other.”

“Exactly one of the reasons why I wanted to!” Minerva explained happily. “Because, you see-
” But Minerva froze at that moment, and Charles was shocked. Than, the assistant fell backwards, and Charles noticed a small spike sticking out of her shoulder.

“Minerva… what the hell?” Charles hissed, and moved towards her. But Charles was suddenly pulled backwards, and was shoved against the ground. A man leaned over Charles, staring at him as if he could see through his skull and read his thoughts. Charles struggled under the man’s weight, but as the man shifted to hold him still, his face was caught in the light.

“Your that Looker man!” Charles gasped. The man hissed, and let go of Charles.

“Yes, I’m Looker. Good memory there Charles.” Looker snapped.

“What the hell are you doing here? Do you just spend all your time stalking Team Galactic?” Charles snapped, as he moved away from the man towards Minerva. Looker simply smirked as he pulled a piece of paper out of a pocket.

“Trust me, if I had the option, I wouldn’t bother with any of you.” He chuckled, and
unfolded the paper. “The only I’m talking to you is because I read your file. I managed to scan Charon’s computer last week, which contains files on every single person.” Charles remembered Draco saying something about reading his file when they first met, and figured it would have to be these ones.

“So you read my file, big deal.” Charles scoffed, but he could see Looker smirking and was getting worried.

“Do you know what Cyrus actually has planned for Sinnoh?” The spy asked. Charles paused for a second, and thought it over: Cyrus had destroyed Oreburgh Mine for terrorism reasons, which was probably the same reason why he would destroy the bridge. But why had Charles and Roshonda been sent to put a bomb at the bottom of the ocean? Why did they need to rob the Valley Windworks of power? And that blue orb: what was it’s purpose?

“I didn’t think so.” Looker answered, smiling. “I doubt Cyrus’ ability to tell the truth to anyone except for his admins.”

“What are you talking about?” Charles asked, as he struggled to make sense that there was something other than terrorism involved in this.

“Just sit back Charles, sit back and relax.” Looker said, and he stopped laughing and progressed into seriousness. “And I will tell you how your boss is going to ruin the universe.”
 
Re: Galactic: The Unnatural Cycle Prt 4

Wayward Cave Entrance


Staring out into Route 206, Deidre, Arthur and Mir were horrified by what they were witnessing. There was utter chaos as Pokemon battled against each other, causing multiple explosions and sending earth flying. The main damage was coming from a Purugly and Tropius, who were firing many powerful attacks that kept colliding.

“Pokemon shouldn’t be made to battle like this.” Deidre whispered, as she stared sadly at the scene of destruction. Matthew was standing behind them all, so use to all of this destruction that it hardly even fazed him.

“I think the best course of action would be to slowly clear the way in pairs.” The teenage boy explained, catching the other three’s attention. “They are obviously battling someone that is trying to stop them, so they will be able to help us.”

“But these people have guns!” Mira whispered, shaking. A few metres in front of them, the Jeep Wranglers were parked all parked, blocking their view to the left of the route. A small pack of grunts were standing there, guarding the cars very closely. A man with blue hair stood in front of them, watching the battle while clutching some sort of pointed staff.

“I may be old, but I don’t really want to get shot!” Arthur mumbled, and moved further back into the mine. Matthew sighed and walked in front of the three of them, making sure not to be too visible to the grunts.

“I deal with this stuff nearly every single day! If a fourteen year old is able to battle and defeat criminals, than you should man up and do the same!” Arthur was shocked by this, and Mira was half shocked, half trying not to laugh. Deidre stood up and nodded, and smiled warmly at Matthew.

“I agree with him, if we are going to stop Team Galactic from causing any more harm, we need to do it now!” She said, and walked over to stand alongside Matthew. Arthur looked grouchily at his niece, before sighing and walking forwards.

“If you can’t beat them, join them.” He mumbled, and stood on the other side of Matthew. Mira was the only one left, and she looked up at the three older and taller people staring down at her.

“I think I’ll stay here, as back up.” She said nervously. Matthew rolled his eyes, and Mira glared angrily at him.

“Fine, you stay here, we’ll go out and actually fight!” Matthew huffed, and pulled a PokeBall out. They had all stopped to heal their Pokemon whilst they’d been moving, and they were all ready to fight. Matthew pressed the button, and with a flash and forming of energy, his Milotic formed besides him, stretching her long, scaly body.

“Out you come Flygon!” Deidre whispered, and threw an Ultra Ball

“You’d better come out too Swampert.” Arthur muttered and pulled out a Heavy Ball. With a flash of yellow light, Deidre’s Flygon formed out of yellow energy, with stars encircling him as her as she rose up into the cave.

“A shiny!” Mira gasped. Flygon buzzed around them, smiling and showing off her dimly glowing body. Below her, the Heavy Ball landed on the ground with a clunk, and steely grey energy formed into Arthur’s trusted Swampert.

“So, what’s the plan of attack?” Deidre asked, once Flygon had stopped buzzing around. Matthew leant in close, and Deidre, Mira, Arthur and the Pokemon leant in to listen.

The Galactic Grunts were getting bored. All of the other grunts were either working on the mission at Eterna City, or were setting up the explosives or battling the strange ranger man. Saturn stood in front of them, clutching his trident tightly in one hand and his PokeBalls in another. He was staring at the battle between Mars and the man, and seemed to be gearing up to go and join in.

“Sir, can we please do something asides from this?” One of the grunts moaned. The others all gasped and turned around in shock: they all had similar thoughts, but didn’t dare bring them up to an admin. Saturn slowly turned his head, looking like he’d quite like to throw the trident at the grunts head. The grunt backed up nervously to the trucks, as Saturn marched down towards him.

“Our orders are to stay down here!” He snapped, standing only an inch from the grunts face. “I would rather be fighting those irritable peace keepers, but my job is too stay here and guard the trucks! Now shut up and stand still, or I’ll shove this so far up your ass I’ll pierce your brain!” And Saturn shook the trident in front of the grunt’s face, nearly knocking the turquoise wig off of his head. The grunt nodded his head vigorously, and several of the others laughed.

“I’m glad you understand. Now all of you shut up unless you see one of those irritating Dex Holders!” Saturn snarled, and walked back into his position. The grunts all stood perfectly straight, though several of them still had smirks on their faces. Saturn looked back at them, and they all stopped laughing, making Saturn smile. He enjoyed striking fear into the miserable, weak grunts hearts, and it certainly cheered him up as he watched Mars duel it out with the ranger. He liked it so much, Saturn decided to do it again, and turned around.

All of the grunts were frozen.

“What the-” He gasped, and dropped his trident in surprise. Every single grunt around had turned icy blue, with a thin layer of ice covering their bodies. Behind them, the Jeep Wranglers had frozen together, resembling some sort of land iceberg. The grunts working at the support closest to the cave looked scared, and were running away from the scene. Saturn was about to turn, but stopped moving as a Flygon suddenly crawled across the top of the ice. It looked at Saturn and smiled, its eyes looking devious behind their goggle-like coverings.

“Gon Fly Fly!” The Flygon laughed, and opened her mouth weird. She briefly glowed as energy flowed through her body and formed into her mouth, coming into a large, rainbow coloured ball.

“Damnit!” Saturn yelled, and turned to run, but the Flygon fired the ball. It hovered up into the sky, before shaking and glowing, and suddenly exploded, turning into colourful flaming rocks. Grunts yelled as the Draco Meteors blasted them backwards, and even Saturn was sent flying. He landed with a groan besides his weapon, and grabbed it, pressing one of a series of buttons on the handle.

“Take this!” Saturn hissed, and a blast of white energy shot out of the points. Flygon had no time to react, and was sent flying backwards over the ice. Saturn grinned and ran forward, using the grunts to get himself up onto the ice. He stumbled a bit as he got on, but the admin steadied himself, and Saturn began moving across the five rows of cars.

“Swampert, use Superpower now!” An old voice yelled.

“Shit.” Saturn cursed, and began running. He could see the white energy forming, and quickly gathered speed. Saturn dug his trident into the ice like a pole vault, just as the Superpower was fired. The ice was torn apart, and the powerful attack, blasted the frozen masses of trucks into singular blocks that rose up. Saturn jumped, using his trident and flying ice as footholds, and quickly soared forwards. A Swampert was standing where he was about to land, and it turned to move, but Saturn just smiled and whacked it with his trident, before landing.

“So, who do we have here?” Saturn mumbled, grinning to himself. There was some shock gasps and murmurs, and as he stood up, Saturn noticed several sets of feet coming together.

“We don’t want any trouble!” A familiar voice squeaked, and Saturn turned around to face the challengers. A middle aged woman and an elderly man stood on either side of Matthew Pearl. The teenager looked the bravest of the three, but he was still shaking slightly. The Flygon and Swampert lay besides them, groaning, while a Milotic towered over them, glaring down at Saturn.

“Well well well!” The Galactic admin laughed, and pointed his trident at Matthew’s stomach. “It appears you haven’t all learnt your lesson!”
“Shouldn’t you be dead? I saw that top floor explode, and there’s no way you could have survived!” Matthew said, doing his best to stay strong.

“You annoying pieces of scum may think you can destroy us, but we are much more intelligent, much stronger, and have much better battling skills than any of you will ever have.” Saturn sneered, and pushed his trident further. It touched Matthew’s neck, and he shivered as a drop of blood rolled down his skin. Matthew was about to break down in tears, as he watched Saturn smile with glee, looking absolutely delighted about the prospect of killing him. Deidre and Arthur clung onto Matthew, both of them not use to this and even more scared of him.

“LEAVE THEM ALONE!” A voice shrieked, and everyone turned. A large rock suddenly came flying out of the cave, smashing Saturn in the gut. He made an “oof” sound, before collapsing, dropping the trident.

“ICE BEAM NOW!” Matthew yelled, and leapt aside. Milotic dived forwards, a ball of ice forming in her mouth. As she did, Mira suddenly ran out of the cave, carrying two sharp looking rocks.

“I thought you were going to stay back.” Arthur said.

“I’m sorry, would have preferred if I’d let him kill you!” Mira shrieked. Milotic fired the Ice Beam at Saturn’s lower body, freezing him to the ground and keeping him away from his deadly trident. Matthew walked stood over him, smiling down as Saturn struggled against his icy confines.

“Sorry about this, but I’m appears that a ten year old is smarter and stronger than you.” Matthew jeered, and Saturn simply stared angrily at him.

“Fuck you!” He hissed.

“Language around youth!” Deidre teased, and bent down and slapped Saturn, much to the other’s amusement. Saturn hissed at her, and continued to struggle against the ice. But after a few seconds, he suddenly realised something, and Saturn stopped squirming, and instead beamed deviously.

“JUPITER, I NEED HELP!” He screamed as loudly as possible. The four froze, and looked around towards the rest of the route. There was a muffled reply, and they knew Jupiter would be coming with reinforcements.

“What do we do now?” Mira asked, shaking slightly.

“Simple: RUN!” Matthew yelled, and he turned and sprinted off behind the tankers.

“Sounds like a plan.” Deidre agreed, and she, Arthur, Mira, Milotic, Flygon and Swampert all turned and strategically retreated to a corner of the route.


Cycling Road


Vanessa was in trouble.

She had entered the battle too cockily, and had predicted she was going to win, based on her previous three victories. But it turned out that Monferno defeating Pupitar had been a lucky break: Emerson had been training his Pokemon well, and was ready for whatever Vanessa threw at him. She watched him as he shouted orders, an arrogant smirk on his greasy face, knowing she’d struggle to counter it. Vanessa was so emersed in the battle, she had no idea what was happening below her.

Monferno had been countered with Machoke, and it turned into a battle of the fists. Mach Punch collided with many Bullet and Thunder Punches, causing small explosions of energy, and weakening both Pokemon. Machoke, however, used a skilful Vital Throw to toss Monferno into the sides, knocking him out.

Vanessa opted with Luxio next, and used a single Thunder Fang to knock out the already severely weakened Machoke. But Emerson didn’t care, and simply laughed. Vanessa had expected Magmortar to be sent out at this point, but it remained behind Emerson, laughing as well, and producing more SmokeScreen.

The Pokemon he sent out was one of the ones Vanessa was dreading: Graveler, the large ball of jagged rock hat was Geodudes evolved form. Vanessa’s team all had a common weakness to rock and ground types, and Graveler just happened to be both of them rolled into one.

“GRAVEL!” He had roared, and smashed his fists into the bridge, causing a powerful Earthquake. Luxio fell over and fainted, his electricity nullified and no chance of attacking. Vanessa had no choice but to send out Staraptor: Dustox and Murkrow wouldn’t stand a chance, and only Staraptor had a fighting move to counter the rock type.

So the glorious had been sent out, and now Vanessa and Emerson were standing perfectly still, putting all pettiness aside for the moment: this was the first time they had both been so close to victory, and it all depended on what happened next.

“Close Combat!” Vanessa yelled quickly.

“Get in there with Rollout!” Emerson barked. Graveler wrapped his arms around himself, and suddenly began spinning extremely quickly. Staraptor had decided not to go airborne, and was waiting for Graveler to come closer.

“STAR!” She shrieked, and began rapidly punching, smashing into Graveler’s body. However, the attack failed to halt Graveler, and he slid between her wings, hitting Staraptor in the chest and blasting her backwards.

“Are you alright?” Vanessa asked as Staraptor landed besides her. Staraptor nodded, and flapped her wings, taking off into the air. “Alright, Close Combat again.” Vanessa said, but was worried about Graveler, as it turned around her and continued spinning. Emerson showed no emotion, simply following Graveler with his eyes. Staraptor dived down, pointing her wings out like javelins. She smashed them into the side of Graveler, knocking him of course, but his power caused Staraptor to spin, and once again land on the ground, this time on her stomach. Her wings were bent at odd angles, and Staraptor looked like she was shivering

“Get up Staraptor, and use a final Close Combat!” Vanessa said desperately. Staraptor looked up at Vanessa, and tried to get up, but her eyes suddenly rolled into the back of her head. Vanessa seized up, and she felt her heart drop out of her body. Staraptor hadn’t fainted: her entire body was just beginning to seize up.

“Wait, stop!” Vanessa tried to yell, but it came out as a whisper. Graveler sped past her, looking stronger than before. Emerson’s face lit up, while Vanessa suddenly began to stumble, losing the feelings in her leg. Staraptor simply lay there like a rag doll, and Graveler had no interference as he smashed into her, pushing her upwards and smashing her into the side of the bridge. There was a loud crack, and dust from the bridge up around them. Vanessa stared as Graveler moved away, and her legs gave way. Emerson simply watched as Vanessa fell to the ground, scraping her knees and hands as she collapsed onto all fours.

“No…. no…. not now….” She whispered. Footsteps sounded near her, and Vanessa didn’t bother looking up as leather shoes appeared in front of her face.

“Get up.” Emerson hissed. “I want to enjoy this win, and the only way I can is by seeing the pain in your eyes. So get up!” Vanessa tensed up, and looked towards her bag, which was only a few inches away, and then towards Staraptor, whose unconscious body was slumped over the fence.

“You should’ve stopped, she isn’t well.” Vanessa hissed, sounding purely possessed. But Emerson showed no reaction, simply raising his eyebrows and scoffing. Vanessa couldn’t bare look at his smirk, nasty expression any longer, and moved towards her yellow bag. Emerson, Graveler and Magmortar moved with her, and Graveler moved to block her from leaving. Vanessa clutched her bag like it was her life support, breathing deeply and trying to keep her thoughts under control.

A shadowy figure standing by a tree…. A man grabbing her shoulders, while she screamed and a Staravia flew towards them…. A syringe flying only an inch from her face…. cold, bitter, bitter cold… a bright flash, and a surge of heat and energy rushing towards her…

“Some friends of yours are here to see you.” Emerson jeered. Vanessa looked up at him, but Emerson had already turned around, and was staring towards the rest of the bridge. The SmokeScreen was being blown away by a combination of cold wind and explosions coming from below them. Vanessa didn’t care what was happening: she just quickly brought Staraptor back, and then pulled out her phone. She tapped several buttons while Emerson wasn’t looking, and just crossed her fingers it worked.

Engines reeved loudly, echoing across the entire valley. Vanessa froze, and all of her thoughts drifted away: she knew the sound of collective motorbike engines, and it wasn’t a sound she particularly wanted to hear again. She couldn’t look up, she couldn’t face what would surely be her death. Emerson laughed beside her, and rubbed his hands with glee.

“You deserve this Vanessa, and I’m going to enjoy watching as they tear you to- What the hell is that?” Emerson turned around, and Vanessa listened to what it was.

Cantering.

“Shit.” She hissed, and jumped up, nearly knocking Magmortar aside. A Ponyta was riding furiously down the road towards them, its hooves smashing up the ground as they went. And riding on the back of it was Xavier and Sahara, who were grasping to each other and Ponyta’s fiery rein as hard as they could. Sahara smiled as they saw Vanessa, but Vanessa’s heart sank further.

“No, this can’t be….” Emerson hissed. “Magmortar, Faint Attack!” Magmortar grunted, and suddenly jumped up into the sky. Vanessa looked up, but the sunlight nearly blinded her, and she couldn’t see where Magmortar had gone.

“WATCH OUT!” Vanessa yelled out to them. Sahara looked at Xavier, worried about the tone in which Vanessa said it.

“Maybe we should stop, Vanessa seems worried.” Sahara whispered.

“We’ve already stopped though.” Xavier replied. Sahara rolled her eyes: stopping to quickly buy some spare medical supplies wasn’t what she meant. But before she could reply, a dark figure suddenly shot out of the sky.

“POOOONNNYYYY!” Ponyta wailed, and she reared up, causing Sahara to wail and fall off, followed closely by Xavier. Magmortar twirled as he came down, his long, cannon like arms whacking her head.

“Mortar Mag!” He jeered as he landed, and Ponyta stared at him angrily. As she brought her legs down, Ponyta stomped down on his body, and Magmortar fell backwards, like a giant red log.

“What are you two doing here, get out!” Vanessa shouted, as she clutched her bag and looked around. Sahara and Xavier exchanged looks and moved into a line with Ponyta, while Emerson, Magmortar and Graveler moved backwards, leaving Vanessa between them.

“We have to leave though, we saw Charles, and he said that Team Galactic’s planning something!” Sahara explained. Vanessa pondered this for a moment, but than shook her head, shaking the thought out.

“You need to leave, they’ll kill you!” Vanessa hissed.

“Who will?” Sahara asked. Emerson just laughed, and pointed behind them. Sahara and Xavier looked behind him, and Sahara let out a moan of shock that made Vanessa force herself to turn around.

Coming fast and steadily towards them were two lines of motorbikes, each one three bikes wide and nearly thirty long. They were all wearing leather jackets, jeans, and thick sunglasses or balaclavas under their helmets to conceal their identity. Two bikes were leading each one, their bikers obviously the two in charge: one had fat hanging over the sides but his jacket had golden lining and thick shoulder pads on it, while the second bike had a much thinner rider with silver lining on his jacket. Their jeering laughter could be heard of their roaring engines, and Vanessa felt like she was about to throw up.

“The logical thing to do would be too leave.” Xavier said to Sahara, but he got no response: all colour was draining out of Sahara’s face, as she stared at the most likely vicious riders that had the power to kill her. Emerson began laughing, and turned to face them all.

“Better make your last prays, weaklings.” He sneered. “Than you might stand a chance of getting into heaven.” The rows of bikers were getting closer, and were about to head down other side of the middle section. Vanessa began shaking more violently, and clutched her bag so tightly there was a chance it would split.

“I CAN’T DO THIS!” She screeched, and even Emerson jumped at how loud she was. Behind her, there was a sudden white flash, as if her cry had managed to finally summon her saviour. A golden yellow hand grabbed the collar of Vanessa’s jacket, and she glowed white as well.

“WAIT VANESSA!” Sahara shouted, and she ran forwards. Vanessa looked up apologetically at Sahara, a single tear streaming down the red headed girls face. But than there was a brighter flash, and Sahara paused to sheidl her eyes. When she brought down her hands, Vanessa was gone.

“What… what the hell!” Emerson roared, and began running around, looking for where Vanessa could’ve possibly gone.

“She teleported away.” Xavier explained as Ponyta moved closer to him, scared of the loud noise the bikes were making. Emerson wheeled around, and he looked at Sahara and Xavier like an angry Arcanine that had found some pray. Sahara quickly backed away, but Emerson just moved closer.

“I need to get my payment.” He snarled. “If I don’t have Vanessa for the boss, my head will roll. The only option I see is to at least give them you two!” Magmortar and Graveler looked ready to move, and Sahara quickly pulled a PokeBall out. However, a shadow was suddenly cast over them, and Sahara moved out of the way just as a large figure soared out of the sky.

“GAR GAR!” It cried, and smashed into the ground. The whole bride began to shake, and Emerson and his Pokemon tumbled to the ground. Sahara screamed, and she and Xavier held tightly onto a neighing Ponyta. The motorcyclists all yelled as well, and there was a collective crash ad they all tumbled over.

“Chomp.” The figure growled, and stood and turned around. Sahara stared at the figure in shock, and nearly fell over. It was a Pokemon that stood over them, with dark blue skin, a red and yellow chest, sharp claws, and a large amount of fins and different curves made it look like a jet engine and Sharpedo had bred.

“That thing is…. Wow!” Sahara gasped, and Garchomp smiled at her, though it still looked a bit vicious.

“Hello Garchomp.” Xavier mumbled, and began stroking Ponyta, not really caring for the beast in front of them.

“You know it?” Sahara asked in shock. “How?”

“Because it’s mine.” A mysterious feminine voice said behind them. Sahara turned around, and she nearly fainted in shock.

Standing before them was Cynthia Carter, the Champion of the Sinnoh Elite Four. Her long blonde hair and black coat were blowing the in breeze, revealing the black skirt, boots and smart black shirt she wore underneath. Her infamous black headband was also blowing, and Cynthia readjusted it as she walked forwards.

“Hello Xavier.” She said casually as she walked towards her Garchomp.
“Hello Cynthia.” Xavier replied, and continued patting Ponyta. Sahara stared at Cynthia for a few moments, but than realised what they’d said.

“Alright, how exactly do you know her?” She asked.

“She’s my mother’s sister.” Xavier replied, and Sahara’s eyes nearly fell out of her skull.

“And Palmer just happens to be your father. Are you related toe very famous person in Sinnoh?” Sahara asked before staring back at Cynthia, who laughed light heartedly.

“No, only the ones that actually matter.” Xavier answered, and Cynthia laughed a little harder. Sahara just sighed and rolled her eyes, and walked towards Cynthia, about to say something, but Cynthia shook her head.

“I’m know who you are, Sahara.” The Champion explained. “I have been doing a lot of research, and I know a lot of about you, some information even you might not know.” Sahara was surprised for about the twentieth time in the past five minutes, and wanted to ask more, but she noticed Garchomp’s face drop, and heard clicking sounds behind them.

“DUCK!” Sahara shouted, and pushed Cynthia out of the way. There was the sound of gunfire, and Garchomp moved in the way, his fins deflecting them backwards. Cynthia cursed, and pulled a small handgun out of her pocket.

“I recommend you two get your Pokemon out.” She shouted, and skilfully fired over Garchomp’s arms. Sahara just sighed and reached inside her bag.

“When exactly are we not in battle?” She thought aloud, and prepared for their next challenge.


Eterna City


Looker coughed and cleared his throat before he unfolded the paper. Charles wasn’t sure what he should be doing: did he really want to hear what he had to say? What if Team Galactic had some really horrible plan lined up that Charles couldn’t bare to hear? What if the plan involved killing all of the grunts, or specifically involved Charles and Roshonda? Looker could see the worry in his eyes and smiled.

“Trust me boy, you are going to want to hear what I’ve uncovered.” He explained, and Charles simply nodded, still too sore to really do much. Looker held the unfolded paper into the light and nodded, before facing Charles.

“After we retrieved the contents of Charon’s laptop following my assault on the base last week, we analysed as much of the information that we could decrypt.” Looker explained. “It appears that Charon has been expecting to be hack, and has since planned his laptop accordingly to prevent sabotage.

“However, we were able to read enough files to understand most of what Cyrus and Charon are planning. They are split things into several major operations, but we have only be able to understand four so far: Operation Terror, Operation Water Veil, Operation Robin, and Operation Double Trio. We also believe that Dialga and Palkia are heavily involved with these plans.” Charles looked around at this, and he stared in the direction he had come.

“Wasn’t it a Dialga statue that we’ve just destroyed?” Charles asked, and pointed, snapping several branches as he moved his arm. Looker peered through some of the leaves, out towards the direction Charles was pointing.

“It appears that you have.” Looker gasped. “This isn’t good… the plans mentioned something about the statues, and we managed to retrieve the words ‘Adamant’ and ‘Lustrous’ amongst Charon’s plans. Our researchers believe that these are legendary orbs that can be used as part of a ceremony.”

“A ceremony? This can’t be good.” Charles groaned, and went to flop backwards, but he accidentally prodded Minerva in the stomach, making her groan. Looker chuckled at this, and adjusted himself to see her.
“I didn’t mean to cause her discomfort, I’ll apologise next time we cross paths.” He mumbled. “And yes, before you ask, we’ve known each other for a while.” Charles simply nodded, not sure if he should really care about this information.

“So one of these orbs that they stole, it could be used in a ceremony, to do what?” Looker stopped laughing, and his face went quickly from happy to stone cold serious. He moved forwards, and Charles moved closer as well, knowing that this must be important.

“Do you know anything about the Big Bang theory?” Looker asked. Charles briefly remembered it was the big scientific theory about how the world was made, so he nodded. “Well, there are, in retrospect, two theories to this one: one is that our universe rapidly expanded from hot, dense matter, but another theory is that a single Pokemon made our entire universe.

“This may sound strange, but think about it: Pokemon have the abilities to produce immense amounts of heat, gallons of water and can use any part of their body as a deadly weapon, so how could there not be one Pokemon that has the immense power to create a universe?

“I don’t know what this Pokemon’s name is, but it is believed that it created Dialga and Palkia, the rumoured lords of time and space, to make our universe what it is. This Pokemon was able to control them, but many Pokemon in the wild are lead by a leader, but this disappears once they’re captured.” Charles quickly realised the horror of what Looker was saying.

“So if Dialga and Palkia were captured or somehow controlled, than their powers could be used for evil purposes?” Charles asked. Looker nodded gravely, and leaned backwards, rechecking the piece of paper he had brought with him.

“Team Galactic is very dangerous.” The spy mumbled. “I’m not sure what exactly they are planning, but I think that you should try and take as many grunts as possible and leave that group.”

“I think that’s up for us to decide.” A voice snapped from outside of the bushes, and suddenly a leg appeared through, connecting with Looker’s face. The spy groaned as blood erupted out of his nose, and Charles looked through a gap to see who it was. Roshonda stuck her face in, and grabbed Charles by the collar and Minerva by the arm.

“We need to get out of here, quickly!” Roshonda wailed, and Charles helped hoist the limp Minerva up, but struggled to get up himself. He looked over at Looker, who was squirming with pain, and felt guilty for him, but Roshonda was pulling him away.

“I’m in pain, Sahara kicked me in the nuts.” Charles quickly explained.

“Well, hobble then!” Roshonda groaned. “I need to deal with Minerva!” Charles sighed, and moved slowly across the road, with Roshonda half dragging Minerva beside him. Police had blocked off the field, but the policemen on guard were explaining things to some cyclists, so Charles and Roshonda escaped into the Galactic Tower area unnoticed.

There was still a lot of destruction caused by the explosion. Chunks from the top two floors were scattered over the grass, along with large pieces of glass and smaller bits of rubble that made it a dangerous zone to walk throw. The trees that had been sent to destroy the lobby lay there, blocking off a lot of the view.

“Come on, we need to get out of here!” Roshonda shouted, and dragged Charles and Minerva inside the lobby. A group of grunts and the Jeep Wranglers were there, next to a large bookcase and large machine. It looked like a saloon hairdryer, but it was twice the size and attached to the roof, with a two metre wide pad underneath.

“Crap, they still haven’t set it up yet!” Roshonda hissed, and rushed over towards some grunts fiddling with a laptop. Minerva nearly fell to the ground, but Charles caught her just in time.

“Wha-wha-what’s going on?” Minerva mumbled as Charles put her down next to a Jeep.

“You got knocked out, but it’s fine now, we’re going to be teleported back in a minute.” Charles told her, and then stood up and looked outside throw the smashed glass. There was no sign of movement from the bushes, so Charles had no idea if Looker had left or was still in there, bleeding. All he knew was that there were some secrets Looker hadn’t fully explained, and these were things Charles needed to know.
His life could depend on them.
 
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