So this is a one-shot idea that I'm just throwing out there, because why not. If you want to take it and do something go for it. Unless I have some inspiration to expand upon this. So aside from that I don't own anything.
If the term speechless could paint its own portrait, it would paint the normally fiery red head rapidly paling as her right hand reached for what used to be a door. Most specifically the door to the very building she had recently begun to run. Or at least used to run as it didn't seem to exist anymore, along with a good chunk of the land that once resided behind it.
Ember eyes slowly blinked as her mind tried to make sense of what just happened. Almost as if it was trying to disprove that what used to be a pristine and prestigious building was not just a cloud of clearing dust and a crater. Chapped lips opened and closed in a trembling matter, no sound coming from the rough pink lips that belonged to their owner.
The gym of the fairly new, but not quite that new gym leader Flannery of Lavaridge town was gone.
It only took a few minutes for the dust to clear but by that point the red head in stitched jeans had already collapsed to the ground next to her single bag of groceries. Shock plainly written on her face as she tried to grasp the full magnitude of what just happened.
After what felt like forever her mouth moved slowly followed by a short whisper.
"The gym is gone?"
Surprisingly a melodious voice akin to that of a chiming bell answered back in kind.
"Yes it would seem that way."
Body trembling as all sorts of realizations dawned on the young woman, her hands scraped against the dirt as they tried to grip anything as the single largest thought escaped her lips in the lowest of whispers.
"Did I almost die?" Her eyes never left the scene in front of her while her body seemed to be jump starting itself just to make sure it was still functioning properly.
The voice just hummed in agreement and let everything settle on the girl for brief moment before answering back in an amused tone.
"Yes but trust me girl it wouldn't have been that bad, you live ones really don't know what you're missing."
Nodding her head slowly as she watched her dreams settle into dust, Flannery numbly muttered a couple of soft agreements before the statement really registered in her mind. A cold chill ran up her spine in that moment, as Flannery turned her head slowly to her right only to be met by the yellow-orange eyes of a mischievous violet poke'mon inches from her face. A Mismagius no less.
Jumping in fright, the girls long red pony tail bobbed frantically as she scrabbled away from the only other being in the immediate area. Her clumsy movements almost had her off the ground and on two feet but her forgotten groceries caused her to fall once again as she attempted to make space.
Bemoaning her fate and the burning feeling of her body's impact with the ground. Flannery collected whatever dignity she had left and stood up in her now only pair of now dust clothes. While shifting a bit to glare at the floating body the girl couldn't help but wonder what she did to deserve this.
"Ah sorry about that, ghostly urges you see, comes with the territory dear"
Patting herself down Flannery in frustration re-tied her black vest over her red tube top with a yellow flame emblem emblazoned on the front. The impish grin beaming in her direction was tempted her to grab her Torkaol and unleash all her increasing frustration on the irritant in front of her. Only the fact that her gym was gone and she had not been attacked yet stayed her hand. Taking a deep trembling breath the woman growled.
"It's not dear, it's Flannery and do you know who did this?"
Eyes widening in realizations the floating ghost chuckled, its wispy dress like body wavering in mirth. "Ah sorry about that child, my half whit friend climbing behind you didn't mean anything by it."
The girl turned to look to her left and saw the scenery hadn't changed from the dusty bowl it was, turning back to the talking poke'mon she raised her eyebrows. "What friend?" Then as if realizing she was talking to a poke'mon her ember eyes shot wide open "Wait I can understand you?"
"Thankfully" The ghost moaned almost mournfully, its body hovering even lower as if a weight settled upon her. "You've no idea how hard it would be traveling around if you couldn't, at least with that imbecile." Pausing for a brief moment the ghost sobbed and the air seemed to get heavier. "Sometimes I wonder how he's survived his younger years on his own."
"Oi! Take that back ya hag!"
Blinking in confusion the red head twisted her head to her side missing the ghastly expression forming on the melodramatic poke'mon.
"Hey uh, Mismagius, did you hear something?"
"That was a foolish miscreant who should be, WORSHIPING THE VERY GROUNDS I GRACE FOR THE THINGS I DO FOR HIM!" Scoffing the ghost tipped her face to the sky in a huff turning away from the cliff the noise came from. "Call me a hag will you, see if I help you and your little follower get a proper dinner tonight."
The next thing the girl knew an orange and black blur was over the cliff crouching down till his forehead was practically pressing against the ghost's wide hat.
"Well I wouldn't call you a hag if you weren't such a frigid half-pint."
Puffing up in anger, dark wisps started flying off Mismagius's body as she stared down her blond whiskered antagonist.
"Well I wouldn't call you an idiot if you're higher brain functions were used even half the times you did anything. But no, you had a good idea. Well look at us now." Floating around erratically the Mismagius attempted to make her point, all while the forgotten red head just pointed at them in confusion.
"That poke'mon was going to send us who knows where, and you did not feel what I felt when it was going to do it."
"And whose fault was that!? She was pretty civil until you opened your big mouth!"
"How was I supposed to know it was sensitive about its wings?"
Flannery could swear the ghost was going to pop a vessel as she yelled at the boy in front of her. Getting out of her stupor she had to ask a single question as the two bickered about someone. Tapping both the positively fuming ghost and the indecipherable yelling boy she attempted to gain their attention. Upon touching the shoulder of the messy headed blonde whiskered boy she noticed the black haori with orange flames accenting the bottom was soft yet sturdy to the touch, but his arm was stiff and strong. Her body naturally shivered at the ethereal feeling the ghost's body. This was only heightened as the ghost twisted to focus her rage on her, and the bright blue eyes full of curiosity settled upon her.
"What?!" was the ghosts response as the man just grinned and waved, his face scrunching up like a fox.
Taken aback by the angry poke'mon Flannery laughed nervously as she made her query. "Umm, why are you speaking so weird?"
"See Mr. Failure, it's the question of the year once again." Smirking at how the blonde's expression turned sheepish while he reached to scratch the back of his head. An awkward chuckle emanating from the boy as he turned away with a slight blush. "Go on, handle it like you said you would, Mr. I don't go back on my word."
Slumping forward the boy let out a sigh of defeat. "I hate you so much right now Mei." Grumbling briefly in disdain, the boy almost immediately shifted to a happier demeanor as he focused on the red-head.
Motioning Flannery to watch him the boy jumped into a rather exaggerated motions attempting to pantomime what he wished to convey. This dealt with a lot of mimicking talking with his hands and a lot of pointing at others and parts of his own body. Along with some things Flannery wasn't even sure what to make of. After it he was done she was almost positive there was something mentally wrong with the boy.
"So your saying, you can't talk to me, I can't talk to you. But both of us can talk with your poke'mon?" Upon seeing the blank expectant look on the boy's face, Flannery looked towards the floating poke'mon who seemed to be vibrating at the situation. "Does he take me for an idiot?"
"She doesn't believe you Naruto, told you it wouldn't work." The succinct way the Mismagius said it and the joy those words seemed to bring her caused Naruto to face palm.
"Fine you're right, I'll get you that damn glass ball you want so much. Just handle it."
"Remember, stand and all! Sorry girl, but my partner really can't understand a single word you're saying. Don't ask me how either it's a long story and even I still find it hard to believe. Just know he can speak with poke'mon just fine and can't communicate with you humans through writ or tongue."
Staring at the ghost blandly and the now pouting blond next to it, Flannery then looked back to the giant crater where her home and gym used to be. "So, how does wonder boy play a part in this?"
Looking over at the mess the two made, Naruto winced as he caught onto part of what was being referenced by her gaze, as the Mismagius just giggled in her creepily melodic voice. "Well that's simple enough, he's the 'Wandering Calamity' that's been popping up all over the continents."
Naruto snapped to his poke'mon with a look of betrayal clear on his face.
"Hey, I didn't do half those things and you know it." He shouted in denial once more shoving his face into Mei's.
"But you do admit to half." The Mismagius chuckled, while Flannery's deadpanned expression bore into the two obviously insane partners who weren't even paying her any attention. While the one she could communicate with continued to spout vitriol and accusations at the man. She decided to think along the lines of if this Calamity was in fact this boy as far-fetched as that seemed. The destruction of her gym matched the pattern of how spontaneous and random the event was. Outside of that, no one had ever managed to catch a glimpse of the one who did it.
Well no one except the ones who were usually found in various amounts of bruises and disrepair. They were usually found spouting about some monster of a poke'mon decimating them with his little minions. No one took any of that seriously.
This guy on the other hand seemed way too happy to be that, but she still had a job to do as a gym leader, and as skeptical as she was she'd do it.
"How?"
"Oh we had a bit of a disagreement with Palkia. Naruto here almost killed us when we were sent somewhere, and you know the rest." The ghost's body seemed to be reverberating with dark energy as those words escaped her mouth through such a false smile.
As Flannery heard those words, she began to wonder if this had anything to do with why her father refused to be a gym leader.
"I'm going to get so much flack for this." Going to pick up her bag of groceries, Flannery frowned at the destroyed eggs and milk on the ground. Groaning she picked up her mess and waved the two to follow her.
Just as she did this a loud rumbling noise echoed across the clearing. Naruto rubbed his stomach and grinned again. "Hehe, Haven't had anything to eat in a bit. Can we have some food?"
"He said he can wait on food for a bit, take your time." Thus restarting the argument.
Looking at the sun, Flannery couldn't help but wonder if this day would ever end.
x-x-x-x
"What do you mean my Gym leader License is revoked!?"
Person and poke'mon alike looked on in curiosity as the indignant shriek of the notable Flannery echoed around the gym. While said girl had one hand gripping the monitor tightly in front of her and a phone creaking in the other as she stared down the bored looking secretary of her now former boss.
"Mmm, well Flannery after looking over your records this past year and the fact that you are attempting to perpetuate that the boy behind you may in fact be the 'Wandering Calamity' we've been looking for. Charles doesn't know what exactly to think and has stated that your license should be revoked for a time before further review can be done."
"But there is a giant hole where my Gym used to be!"
"Yes, yes and we all know you have a 'Spotless record with property damage' which was why your use of gym owned poke'mon was revoked was it not. Even still if you can't even have the courtesy of owning up to your mistakes, delivering this message has brought me great joy. We will review your case, until then, good day."
*click*
A sudden crack rang throughout the poke'mon center as one irate red-heads fist lodged itself through the wall. Eyes blazing in fury as an inferno of emotions ran through her very being.
Turning around to look at what used to be a calm smiling boy, she was met with a slowly retreating boy who felt like his life was about to come to a close meeting with death.
"You!" That singular word was stated with such anger even Naruto had a good idea of what she meant before she lunged momentarily after. Deciding to let the girl vent on him, he felt a rough fist smash into his jaw before two hands found their way around his haori collar and the girl began screaming at him.
"Everything I've worked for, everything I've done. Gone! It's all gone! How can I look my grandfather in the face again!? You bastard!" Rearing her right fist back again she let the blow ring true across his wooden face.
Wait, wood?
Looking at the cloak she was holding she found that the boy had been replaced with a log sometime during her rant.
"We gotta go Mei!"
"Hehe, what about your cloak?" The Mismagius's giggles reverberated from their running forms.
"I'll get it later. See ya red!"
Looking to the running Pair Flannery's eyes flared up into blazing pyres. "You'll come back for this haori, and I'll be ready. No one makes a fool of Flannery of Lavaridge town and gets away with it! NO ONE!"
So yeah this was edited 2-7-18, didn't realize how many mistakes I made in this. Kind of pissed me off too. Oh well, chapter four is on its way, hopefully soon.