Author's Note: I was writing the eighteenth chapter of one of my stories when the idea for this came to me. I've never written in the Pokemon fandom, but I've always loved the show and the games. Heh, my obsession goes as far back as the beginning of first grade. I knew how to train a Pokemon to level 60 before I learned how to divide. XD

I hope you enjoy this story, because I think this will be a great opportunity for me to expand my horizons above and beyond strictly Powerpuff fiction pieces. If you do read, reviews (constructive criticism, especially) are more than welcome. Thanks in advance! :]

BTW, I have typed my original summary for the story below, because it was, of course, too long for the requirements.


He clearly remembered the storm that took his mother's life. He remembered it as if it had only occurred yesterday, and it haunted him relentlessly. He remembered the deadly Outrage of the century that shook the grounds and made the skies shift, courtesy of Rayquaza. He had survived it, and now he was guilty. The Sky Pillar had crumbled, and he had been tossed into the choppy seawaters, blinded by sheer panic as he swam away, not looking back. If he would have just stopped to think and listen to his mother's desperate cries and hear her, then he would have never had to have felt this guilt that he feels every time he looks up into the sky, praying to the Heavens above that maybe one day, some day, his mother and him would reunite, and he would prey vengeance on the criminal that shook the grounds and shifted the skies and claimed his mother's life.

But when Tucker, an adventurous Jolteon with a knack for storm chasing, meets Edie, a sweet-laced Southern belle of a Vulpix with a heart of gold, their opposites attract and collide, and he feels an instant rush of adrenaline that he hasn't felt since five years ago when his life and all he's ever known was taken by storm.


-Tucker; The Flashback-

"Mom, do you have our stuff packed?" I called out as I paced my room eagerly. "Everything's packed, kid. You sure you wanna go?"

My mother walked out of her room, her adventure bag already secured on her back, the black background with the single golden lightning streak bolting through the center displaying our signature trademark. My mother is a retired skydiver, and she's still as adventurous as she was twenty years ago. I guess part of my love for adrenaline rushes stem from her.

"Of course I'm sure. Do you know how famous we'd be for this? This is the opportunity of the century!" I answered, grabbing the straps with my teeth and throwing it over my shoulders.

She gave me a concerned frown and sighed.

"Have you heard the legend behind Sky Pillar? Anyone who sees Rayquaza dies instantly because of his famous Outrage attacks. No one has been alive to tell their story."

"But we could be the first. Think about it. Wouldn't that be something?"

She sighed, then gave me a weary smile.

"You sure are reckless. Let's just be careful, okay?"

"Alright."

And so we set off to the Stormy Sea. Since my mom used to be a professional skydiver, she has connections with all sorts of legendary Pokemon, allowing us easy transportation to our newest adventure locations.

"Now just where could Kyogre be?" she asked to herself as we arrived at the shore of the sea. Kyogre soon emerged from underneath the water, smiling as he saw my mother stand before him.

"Hello there, Elizabeth. What brings you and Tucker here?"

"We need to get to the Sky Pillar," my mom answered quickly.

Kyogre gave her a disapproving glance and shook his head.

"What business do your lazy bones have up at Sky Pillar? Have you not heard of the powerful force that resides there?" he preached incredulously.

"Aw, I'm not that old, Kyogre. Are you going to take us or should Tucker and I go alone?"

He stayed silent for a while, then turned around to let us jump on his back, muttering a string of cuss words under his breath. We happily boarded, and in about thirty minutes, we had arrived at the shore of the island that the Sky Pillar rested on. I looked up. It seemed to loom over us eerily, as if it were watching us, expecting us. I grinned widely and jumped off of Kyogre's back, landing on the sand, my mom not far behind.

"Now, Elizabeth, do call me if you need help, because there are some rather strong creatures awaiting, and please be careful."

My mother shooed him off with a wave of her hands and trudged behind me towards the entrance.

"No turning back, eh, kid?" she whispered, gazing up at the towering pillar ahead of us.

"I guess so. We better get a move on."

It took hours and hours of fighting off rather strong wild Pokemon on eight different levels, but we did it, and mom even found an old skydiving buddy she used to know. Mom was exhausted. I was exhausted. But we couldn't stop now, because on the ninth floor lay our biggest adventure yet, and I couldn't wait for it to unfold.

We climbed up the final flight of stairs and walked up a few steps where a sleeping Rayquaza lay curled up in a small circle in the center. The hackles on the back of my neck bristled with excitement, and I was fidgeting relentlessly.

"Mom, that's what we came here for! We saw it! We saw it! And now we can live to tell all about it!" I whispered energetically, smiling the whole time.

"Shhh, Tucks, we don't want to awaken it."

"Are you kidding me? I wanna take a picture of it so we'll have proof!" I countered, gesturing at Mom's backpack to tell her to get out the camera.

"No, Tucker, come back here!"

Too late. I scurried off towards the sleeping Rayquaza, and before I was even a good ten feet in front of him, his eyes snapped open and he glared at me, his eyes glistening this brilliant golden shade. I smiled sheepishly and whispered a soft greeting to him. Rayquaza rose up and let out a vicious war cry. The sky darkened. The once soft and gentle breeze suddenly came to a halt, as if time itself froze in midair. Then, it kicked back up, whipping my blonde and white fur about as it swirled around us. A low rumbling of thunder snarled at us from the distance, and I knew then that a storm was brewing.

"Tucker! Tucker, come back!" Mom called out, racing after me. Rayquaza took this as an offensive threat and launched a Hyper Beam at her. She ducked out of the way just in time, and the beam of energy narrowly missed her, just grazing the spiked, golden fur on her back.

"Tucker, watch out!"

I turned around quickly, just in time to see a new Hyper Beam begin to form right before my eyes. Instead of turning around and fleeing, I stood there, paralyzed with fear, frozen with apprehension, and a thousand questions were swimming in my head. What if I never made it? My instincts shut off. My brain went through a technical difficulty or two. I could only process one word that was so complex yet so, so utterly simple:

Death.

Then comes my mother, rushing to my protection, all in one blur of golden yellow and white. She flung herself at the beast before us, and it let out an enraged roar. She bit down on his neck, and, despite all the shaking he was doing in an attempt to get her off, she held her grounds impressively. Then, the rain came down, and it came down hard. I knew then that this was no ordinary storm, and I knew what was ahead of us. This would be the worst in all current history. The skies would rip. The ozone layer would shatter. The grounds below would quake. Everyone would perish.

And it was all my fault.

"Mom, get off of him!" I cried desperately, my eyes widening with fear. With a final cry, Rayquaza shook free of my mother, sending her to the ground in a heap. I couldn't see exactly where she landed; the rain pellets were drumming against me harshly, blinding me, deafening me, depriving me of everything I had.

Then, Rayquaza began to glow. The skies above him somehow slashed open, and a single beam of light cast down upon him. I squinted my eyes to better see, but then, in a sudden flash of white, everything lit up. Everything.

Suddenly, Rayquaza was gone, and the Sky Pillar was on fire. Flames and thunderbolts and ice beams and aurora beams and rain were flinging about wildly, and everything was so surreal but so incredibly realistic yet so, so impossible. It was a hurricane, a thunderstorm, a hailstorm, a blizzard, and an earthquake at the same time. And I knew exactly what it was:

Outrage.

The world's deadliest move. The reason why those who have seen Rayquaza have never lived to tell their tale. And now I would be one of them.

"Mom! Mom! Where are you?" I called out, weaving my way through the ice crystals that were bolting through the air. No response. With every step I made, the floor tile beneath me cracked. The Sky Pillar was beginning to crumble and cave in. I had no idea where my mother was.

I had just turned my head to look to my left when a humongous tidal wave reared up on me. It scraped against the side of the tower, teetering it to the left, then to the right. It lunged at me again, this time taking me, along with the Sky Pillar, down with it, crashing down into the terrifying seawaters. I held my breath in preparation, lucky that I could still hold my breath for minutes on end.

This may have been the worst storm yet.

A large boulder knocked against my head just as I bobbed up from the murky depths of the sea, sending me spiraling back down. I held my breath and swam back up to the surface, exhaling deeply when I broke free. I swam over to a large piece of the Sky Pillar remains and pulled myself up a bit. I looked about frantically, crumbles and pieces of what was once the Sky Pillar being the only thing as far as the eye could see. No sign of my mother.

I called for her several times, only to be answered with clashes of thunder and streaks of lightning. Another wave took me under, and I held my breath until my lungs smoldered and burned. And I waited. And I waited.

And I waited.


"So will you accept this mission to find Nidoran and bring her back safely?"

"Of course we will! All we do is accept missions! Ain't that right, Tucks?" Ralph answered eagerly, slapping me on my back with a clawed hand.

"Of course! We are the rescue team, after all. Everybody knows us," I replied arrogantly, elbowing Ashton suggestively.

"Okay. Just to make sure you know," Whiscash began," I have requested another rescue team accompany you on your mission. They're all female, by the way."

I snorted a laugh.

"Girls? Girls? Seriously? Please. No one is as good as Team Escapade, dude, it's a fact," Ralph countered, giving Whiscash a bored look.

"You guys are such dorks," Ashton sighed.

"Shut up, Ash. Nobody asked you."

"Nobody had to."

"Just get going!" Whiscash bellowed.

So Team Escapade, consisting of Ashton, Ralph, and I, set off for the Tiny Woods.

Ashton was a relaxed, chilled kind of Feraligatr with an intense love for all things gaming. He was a computer whiz, and he was always up on the latest cheat codes for his games. He took it seriously, as if his freakin' life depended on it.

Ralph was a complete 180 from Ashton. He was a hyper, energetic Typhlosion that had a strange obsession with flirting. He liked to skateboard, and he had a pretty mean temper.

I met them in the Johto region when I used to live there with my mom. I knew them since we were little baby crocodiles and baby mouse-guinea pig-things and baby kits. We would always go outside and play Ninja Showdown or Paintball Wars. Our shared love for adventure and helping Pokemon eventually meshed and grew and expanded, allowing us the honor of becoming a rescue team. I moved out of my mom's den, and we headed for Treasure Town, where we shared a place. Of course, Ashton just had to deck it out with his gaming systems, and Ralph added to it with Playboy Buneary magazines, Lopunny being on one of the covers. Ew.

I simply furnished my room with my adventure gear, as that was all I needed to be satisfied.

On the second level of the Tiny Woods, Ashton and Ralph were searching for Nidoran; I got sidetracked and wandered off through the trees. The rustling of the wind soothed me, and I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of fresh pine needles. When I opened my eyes again, I had no idea where I was. I refused to say that I was lost; rather, say I was bewildered as to my surroundings or place, most definitely not lost. Adventurers never lose their path, for they make their own and blaze a trail. They are one with nature. I am one with nature. I can find my way back. Or rather make my way back.

My ears twitched, and the hackles on the back of my neck bristled. I could feel the electricity surging there. I wasn't alone. The senses don't lie.

I stuck my nose in the air, sniffing it silently. I definitely wasn't alone. And someone, something, was near. I felt a presence behind me and let my instincts just go wild as I lunged at the intruder, my teeth bared viciously. I landed on top of them and we tumbled over, back flipping into a tree and startling a Monster House of wild Pidgey. I quickly sprang up to my feet, ignoring the unknown Pokemon I had thrust myself at. It eventually rose up, too, and let out a weak growl. Wimp. You ain't scaring anybody with that shameful excuse of a snarl.

The wimp Pokemon that had agreed to assist me—which I clearly did not need-glared at the Pidgey, glancing between each of them carefully, daring one of them to strike first. I was much too impatient for that crap, so I lunged at one of them first, sinking my fangs into its matted plumage. The rest of the Pidgey dog piled me, but I remembered the golden rule of battling:

Never go down.

Because once you're on that ground, there's a very slim chance that you'll be bounding back up. My great uncle Umbreon taught me that, and preached to me how important battle strategy was. Screw that, I'm a freakin' monster. I whirled away from the bird I had ruthlessly attacked and turned around on my toes, charging at another, then tackling another, then launching a Thunderbolt at two of them, sending their scorched and cowering forms fluttering back to the treetops. That wimp Pokemon with the weak growl slashed its way through the mass of entangled wings and limbs, and it even destroyed a few birds. I was sort of impressed, but only because they were all one-hit-KO's. I could do that. The showoff.

It had some pretty mean fire attacks on it, but other than that, it was a nobody. Amateur-ish, even. Naïve. And it used strategy like a coward instead of going straight in for the kill. Ew.

Eventually the rest of them fled, too, like the cowardly wimps they were. I nodded in triumph and sat down, glancing at the Pokemon that had assisted me. I noticed that it wasn't in fact an "it," but it was a "she." A "she" with light, golden-auburn fur and a curly tail consisting of smaller curly tails, and dark red emo-ish bangs sweeping over her golden-auburn eyes, a curly tuft of hair at the top of her head. Around her neck was a dark purple bandana. She was a Vulpix or something like that, right? Is that what they called them these days? It sounded like a Pokemon that would be in one of Ralph's Playboy Buneary magazines. Remind me to register her in my brain as an automatic slut later on.

But whatever. I was here for a mission, and that was to find the missing Nidoran. And I was gonna find it all by myself, maybe rub it in Ashton's face later on. Suddenly, it weaves its way through the trees and bushes at just the right time. That Vulpix and I reach it at the same time. Well, she reaches it first, but still. My fur bristles with excitement and I can feel sparks literally flying from my ass crack. I'm so excited I just can't contain myself, so I dash off, shouting to Ashton and Ralph that I had found Nidoran.

When I looked back, that slut was still staring at me like I was the next piece of eye candy for her to get her hands on. Sorry, but I don't fool around like that. I'm all about my business, and my heart belongs strictly to adventure and adventure only.

"Guys! Guys! I found Nidoran!" I exclaim as I dash towards Ralph and Ashton.

"No kidding? Where?" Ralph asks excitedly, turning his head to and fro as if the Pokemon would walk right in at any given moment.

"You better not be lying, you asshole, or else I'm gonna clobber you with a crowbar," Ashton admonished. That was his way of being a friend.

"Honest! Follow me!" I ordered, dashing off to the secluded spot where I left Nidoran. Oh, freak! What if that Vulpix led him off somewhere and my teammates thought I was lying? I would have to roast her alive and bury her body under Ralph's bed.

When we got to the location, Ralph's eyes widened and he purred like a kitty.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, who's the red-hot babe sitting all by herself?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Hold your ropes, there, tiger. We're on a mission," Ashton said, holding Ralph back with a clawed hand.

"Right, right."

We walked towards the Nidoran to see that the Vulpix wasn't alone. Two other Pokemon were with her, and they each had on the same amethyst-shaded bandana that she was sporting. One was a Glaceon; I knew that much, since my mom tried to evolve me into one. I'm so glad she decided against it...

The other was an Altaria. Too fluffy for my liking, but she was cute I guess.

"Edie, do you have the badge to take her back?" the Glaceon asked, turning her head and meeting my eyes. Her azure eyes widened, and she huddled in closer to her teammates, whispering in their ear. It was pretty obvious who they were talking about; why be sneaky?

Ugh. Girls.

"Hey, quit your gossip and hand over the Nido. We saw her first," Ashton spoke up, taking a step towards them.

"Apparently not. Edie saw it first," the Altaria countered, floating over to us.

"Who the hell is Eddy? And, no, Ed did not see it first. Tucks over here did," Ralph argued, grabbing me around my neck in a playful chokehold.

"The name's Edie, not Eddy, you jackass," the Vulpix—who I'm assuming is Edie—growled.

"Doesn't matter. We—Team Escapade—are here to rescue Nidoran. So hand him over and get lost," Ashton snarled, getting face-to-face with the Altaria.

"Team Escapade, huh? We've heard about you guys. You're notorious for your immature pranks, right?" the Glaceon taunted, circling around Ralph.

"Yeah, that's right. And we're also famous for actually saving people instead of sitting on our asses all day," I added, glaring right at Edie. She averted her gaze to the ground bashfully.

"Anyway, we—Team Crescendo—are far stronger than your sorry excuse for a rescue team will ever be," the Glaceon said.

"What kind of name is Team Crescendo? You might as well be Team High Note or Team Soprano," Ralph snickered, earning a snorted laugh from Ashton.

"How's about a battle to prove it?" Edie challenged suddenly.

Everyone stared at her. Our eyes met. I glared at her. She held her grounds and defiantly glared back.

"We'll mop the floor with you guys. Let's get this show on the road!" I barked, slapping Ralph and Ashton on their backs.

"Yeah, buddy!" Ralph yelled excitedly. Ashton just smirked calmly.

"Ready?"

I nodded at Ralph. He nodded at Ashton. And in a flash, we were charging at our opposing team. Ralph tackled the Glaceon, dodging Ice Beams along the way. He opened his mouth wide, letting out a Flamethrower. The Glaceon sprinted swiftly to the left and darted to his left, then to his right, before delivering a Shadow Ball at his stomach. He toppled over and fell flat on his face, breaking our first battle commandment. Ashton saw this and yelled at him to get his ass up. Ralph stood up and had just narrowly missed a Water Pulse attack by dropping to his stomach and flattening himself against the ground. The water beam just grazed the tip of the flames on his back.

Ashton rushed the Altaria with a swift Dragon Claw, then used her recoil against her as he bit down upon her neck with an Ice Fang. Pretty smart dude. He always has known which types are effective against which, and right now he was making it easier for our team. That's my boy.

Edie caught me off guard and delivered a Zen Headbutt to my stomach, temporarily knocking the wind out of me. I back flipped onto my feet and darted at her, sending a powerful Thunderbolt her way. It hit, and she went tumbling down. I wasted no time in firing up another Thunderbolt, but I was stopped in the midst of it all when Ashton hollered out our secret code.

"Scram!" he shouted, gritting his teeth.

I used my Magnet Rise move, flashing Ralph the signal. He nodded and dashed off towards me as quick as his strong legs could take him, leaping onto my back and latching on for dear life. Edie and her teammates looked at us in confusion, when suddenly, the ground beneath us began to quake. It started out as a quiver, and built up to an all out Earthquake. Edie was thrown every which way, the Glaceon tumbled to her feet and was sent hurdling to the right, and the Altaria was unaffected, flying over to try and get her teammates to climb onto her back for protection. I picked up a stone and launched it at her, knocking her to the ground with her wimp alliance.

Ever since Ralph, Ashton, and I began battling together, we've always come up with a way to cover all our weaknesses. Ashton's got himself covered from any electric Pokemon with his Earthquake attack, also shading me from ground-types with his Ice Fang. My Magnet Rise allows ground-type moves to be ineffective, which is why our strategy for sweeping an entire group of Pokemon is effective. Ralph will just jump on my back so he won't be affected. Ashton's also got us covered from dragon-types, though we aren't weak to them. He just likes to get rid of them the quickest because dragon-types are famous for their wide move pools, and if one of them just happens to know Earthquake, then Ralph and I are going down in one or two strikes. I've got Ralph safe from water-types with my powerful electric-moves. So, all in all, we're a pretty good battling trio, if I do say so myself.

Once the Earthquake was over, Ralph leapt off my back and gave me a high five. I beamed in triumph, though I wasn't the one who had delivered the final blow. I grabbed the badge out of my adventure bag and walked towards the spot where the Nidoran was when we had started the battle. The badge glowed a bright white and transported the Nidoran safely back to the Pelliper Post Office. I was just about to hold it up to us to go back to Treasure Town when Ashton covered the badge with his hand.

"Don't. We can't leave."

"Well, why not?" I asked, annoyed.

"Because. If we leave the girls here, we're never gonna hear the end of this from Whiscash. Just let them come back with us."

"No way!"

"Come on, Tucker, I'm hungry!" Ralph whined, rubbing his belly.

I muttered a few cuss words under my breath and walked over to Team Crescendo. Upon closer inspection of their bandanas, I noticed that their names were on the back, embroidered in white, cursive letters. The Altaria's name was Frosting. The Glaceon's name was Lexi. And, of course, the fox's name was Edie, short for Edith.

Such an innocent, pretty name for such an unworthy slut.


Author's Note: So, what did you guys think? :]