Silver
through Golden Eyes Prologue
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Captured
The moon hung low above the vast expanse of Ilex forest, casting a pale, silvery glow over the mass of branches, leaves, and occasional Hoothoot that didn't know how to shut the hell up. Damn, trust the owls to break my poetic musing, eh? Plucking an acorn from the branch above me, I hurled it, a little blindly, into the adjacent tree. The satisfying squawk of one of those Mew-damned owls followed. At least that brought a grin to my face. Nailing one of those big-eyed freaks just about made my night. Unfortunately, it also pissed off said Hoothoot. My eyes widened, however, as I noticed a pair of wings. Big wings…
That wasn't a Hoothoot…
So I did the logical thing any self-respecting Treecko would do when they had a pissed off Noctowl shooting at them: I hauled tail, dropping off my branch of choice and landed skillfully on a lower one. The owl shot past, so close over my head that I could hear the feathers rustling. It wasn't stupid, however, and whirled around, making another pass at me. I leapt out of the way again, this time flipping into the air. I landed on a higher branch and went on the offensive. Taking aim, I proceeded to fire a lightning-fast barrage of seeds at the opposing avian.
This, of course, was followed by a squawk and a burst of feathers. Bull's-eye.
However, my attack just seemed to make the bugger even angrier. Foregoing the charging style it had adopted, the bird wheeled around in mid-air, pinion feathers glowing brightly, the telltale sign of an Air Slash being readied. I could swear that feathered jerk was grinning, too.
"Bloody hell…" I started to leap out of the way, but it was too late. The bird spun, slashing through the sky with a wing, and a glimmering blade of energy rocketed right at me.
I can't quite recall what happened afterwards, as all I know was that I got smacked by that Air Slash. Hard. And then I fell.
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When I finally regained consciousness, I assumed it was morning. I say 'assumed' because I hadn't really regained my vision yet and there was this annoying Taillow chirping in the background. Damn birds… I finally managed to open my eyes after a fair amount of groaning and shifting; my vision was still blurry, but it was most definitely morning. The sun was shining through the trees and a bit of dew was still on the bushes. I was also on the ground, which was understandable, but the point remained that that bloody owl had beaten me down. Luckily, I knew a Persian who would be happy to cause a bit of chaos for the stupid bird. But that was for later.
I stood shakily. I was pretty bruised from the fight and fall from the night before, but I could still move. I was just about to start up my tree again when a voice cut through the forest, followed by footsteps.
"Is that a Treecko? Geez, didn't know they lived here…"
Humans…bloody hell…
The human was male, or at least I think it was, with long dark hair that reached his shoulders. The only piece of clothing that stood out was the crimson-red coat he wore that nearly reached his ankles. Aside from having a cocky grin, the human was looking at me with a glint in his eye, a glint I knew all too well. The fact that he had enlarged a Pokeball from his belt didn't help either. "Aetos! Go!" He threw the ball, and the denizen materialized, the bright light forming into a Pidgeot. A bird, and a big one at that. Joyous. "Wing Attack!"
The aforementioned bird shot at me, immediately swinging one of those colossal wings at my face. Naturally, I ducked. There was no way I was getting beaten by a bird twice in a row.
Ducking under the avian's swing, I leapt into an attack of my own, clasping my paws together in a hammer-like blow, my own little version of a 'Pound' attack. The damned thing was fast however, and I hit the ground before I could hit it. It whirled around and came at me again, this time with talons outstretched. Ducking, I let the bird pass over me before kicking upward fiercely, catching it in the stomach. I got a satisfying screech as the bird recoiled in pain. It came back strong though, the trainer commanding it, calling out for a Quick Attack. I was hit before I could register what happened, and flew back quite a few feet. I was hurting from the beating, but nowhere near down yet. Me, get captured by a human? Not bloody likely.
The bird attacked again, rocketing forward in a powerful tackle. It was nothing special, just a headlong charge, straight at me.
Bad idea.
A grin spread across my face and I leapt up, fist charging with electricity. Thunderpunch wasn't a move that any normal Treecko knew, but I wasn't normal by any means. The bird seemed to notice my attack, and tried to pull up, but it was too late. My paw connected with the avian's beaked face, and it went down. The human looked incredulous, and recalled the bird.
"Hmm, he's strong for a little guy," the human said before enlarging a second ball. "Fen! Go!"
A Totodile appeared next. It definitely looked stronger than the Pidgeotto before it, and it had a cocky grin to match. This guy was confident. Good.
He started the battle with a lunge, huge jaws open wide. I leapt over him and landed, spinning and slamming my tail into his backside. 'Fen' stumbled forward, but retaliated quickly, spinning and catching me in the face with those damned claws of his. Heh, he wanted to use claws, huh? I flicked my own claws out, charged at my foe, and hit him with a swift slash to the gut. But he came back with a strong uppercut, sending me back several yards. I had left a pretty nice scratch on him, but I was hurt as well. I was still bruised from the night before, and that croc's claws had left quite the mark. He had used his claws in that uppercut, and now he was coming in again, baring those bloody fangs of his.
I managed to leap backwards, pulling my arm out of his bite radius, and started to ready a barrage of seeds. Seemingly sensing this, the croc leapt back as well, firing off a strong jet of water. I hadn't expected the little croc to try and hit me with range, and the attack caught me off guard. Needless to say I was slammed into a nearby tree by the torrential jet of liquid. Seconds later, my back was roughly acquainted with the trunk of the tree I usually slept in, and I groaned in pain. "You're…a tough little bugger…"
"Nice job Fen!" The human called, another Pokeball now in his hand. "Time to get us a Treecko. Go!" The ball flew at me at a pretty high speed, but I managed to dodge, just barely. I may have been down, but I sure as hell wasn't out. There was no way this human was going to capture me. No bloody way.
Standing shakily, I glared at my foe. "Alright, you…" My paw crackled with thunder again. "I've had about enough!" I lunged at him again, electrically charged paw held back, when that bloody croc pulled a cheap move. It fired out a powerful, pulsating water blast, one that sent me right back into the tree I had already been acquainted with, and I wasn't exactly happy to meet it again so soon.
My head cracked against the trunk this time and I slumped down. The beating from the previous night coupled by the injuries I had recently sustained were starting to take their toll, and I found myself unable to stand again.
"Finally!" The human enlarged a second Pokeball, that same grin on his face. "You're mine!" The sphere rocketed towards me, and there was little I could do to dodge. I remember an impact, a bright flash, and then darkness taking over.
This was just not my day…