Okay, so I know I'm supposed to be writing the Mole, and whatnot, but I have writers block, so I started this. And I'm also part of a FFN Secret Santa Project, but I am writing that. Also, this is NOT one of my planned out stories, so any suggestions, do have an influence on who died and whatnot. :P I've also taken some creative liberty, and changes some things. I make various references in this story, so keep a look out.
-Entry-
Alive: Absol, Audino, Bidoof, Blitzle, Buizel, Buneary, Charmander, Cherubi, Chimchar, Chingling, Deino, Dewott, Eelektross, Emolga, Finneon, Flaaffy, Gligar, Jolteon, Kangaskhan, Krabby, Lampent, Larvesta, Larvitar, Leafeon, Lickilicky, Lilligant, Lotad, Luxray, Mantyke, Metagross, Mienfoo, Minun, Mudkip, Nidorina, Nincada, Pachirisu, Pichu, Plusle, Raichu, Rapidash, Riolu, Sandshrew, Sawk, Scizor, Snivy, Snubbull, Spheal, Spinda, Squirtle, Sudowoodo, Tangrowth, Togepi, Torchic, Trapinch, Treecko, Turtwig, Umbreon, Weavile, Yanma, Zorua
Luxray vaguely opened his eyes, and looked around. He was standing in a blank, dome-shaped room, the walls painted a bland beige colour. A door lay at the end of a small hall branching off the main room. Many other Pokémon were standing around him, chained to the walls. He looked down, and sure enough, a long chain attached him to the wall. He sighed and settled down again, closing his eyes.
Pichu suddenly jerked up, staring at her surroundings. A large room, of an unidentifiable colour, since she was colour blind. A small Pokémon lay next to her, slowly waking up, "Pssst! Pssssssst! Hey, hey you!"
They lifted their head, and Pichu could see their face clearly now. She was a Snivy, with deep coloured eyes, odd for her species. Pichu jabbed her sides, "Psssst! Where are we?!"
She grunted and looked around, momentarily pausing, "I don't know..."
Pichu nodded, "I don't know either. The last thing I remember is a large man standing over me, shooting a gun. But it was odd, the moment the bullet hit me, I blacked out. No pain, not nothing, just black."
Snivy nodded, "Yeah, same here. What should we do?"
Pichu shrugged, "Sit and wait I guess."
Snivy nodded and looked back down at the floor, while Pichu played with electric sparks.
Spinda was lazily wandering around, as far as his chain would go. He bumped into other Pokémon now and then, but he didn't pay attention. Suddenly a loud voice came over the loud speakers, clear, almost feminine "Attention students, briefing will begin in one minute. Until then, do not play with the wristbands or there will be dire consequences. Thank you!"
By now most of the people were up, and the rest had just woken up from the loud announcement. A loud chatter was sent around the room, as people were trying to figure out when happened. But Spinda paid no attention, wandering around, bumping into things now and then.
Buizel nonchalantly stared into space, trying to think of other things. He didn't like the feel of this place, and wanted to get out. He looked down at his wrist bands, and studied them. They looked like watches, but they didn't have any face on them, just a small metal disk, with a small blinking light. He figured they were remote control of some sort, and that if they toyed with them, something bad would happen. He perked up when a suddenly announcement came over the speakers, the same cold, emotionless feminine, "Good morning students. I would like to welcome to you to an experiment The Group would like to call, "All That Shines Isn't Gold."
A small murmur went around as they noticed the stress on the words, 'The Group.' Almost as if reading their minds, the voice said, "Yes there are a group of us. Not too many, but then again, too many cooks, spoil the broth, no? But here, is not where the experiment begins. No, that is outside, and the planet we have brought you to. Formerly unable to sustain life, it has been recreated to hold a full ecosystem. Soon, after the briefing, you will be brought outside, but that is not now. First, I would like to tell you what this is all about. There are 60 of you here. We have brought you here to fight. To the death."
A loud uproar was caused by her last sentence, but she came right back, "Silence!"
Her voice had been magnified, and all the Pokémon were forced to cover their ears. She continued, "While you may be outraged, that changes nothing. Only one of you will escape. At the beginning of this experiment, you will be given a number, for easier tracking, and a small bag containing two items. Those items can range from weapons, to food, to practically anything. After, you will be led to a small room where you will be kept until the real experiment starts. Afterwards, the room will lift up, let you out onto the planet, and you will fight there. Many things are out there, traps, animals, don't let them get the better of you. If you try and escape, you will only suffocate in the void of space. Other than that, you will die on this planet. Only one of you will come out alive in the end. So first, we will call the first female then the first male. Then second, third, and so on."
A small pedestal rose from the floor, a young creature getting off. The voice continued, "So, the first female, female number one is Audino."
Audino's chain suddenly unlatched, and the voice sounded, "Please make your way over to the assistant, so you may receive your bag, and be headed to your room."
Audino, however shrieked, "NO! I won't! I'm leaving! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR ANY OF THIS!"
She shrieked again and let loose a flurry of attacks at one of the walls. The voice piped up, "Audino, if you do not stop attempting to escape, we will have to kill you."
Audino didn't stop, and kept shrieking and attacking the walls. Suddenly, in the midst of her shrieks and screams, a loud beep was heard. Her wristbands lit up, a vibrant red. She gasped, and pulled back looking at her wrists. Suddenly she started panting like she had been running, soon collapsing into spasms. She started foaming at the mouth, and screaming in high-pitched wailing sounds. She started slowing down, and was still, her chest not moving, her mouth not breath.
DEATH: Female #1 Audino
CAUSE: Wristband Poison
KILLER: The Group
A deathly silence enveloped the room, and the assistant walked off. The pedestal, which had sunk back into the floor, rose again, carrying another assistant. The voice piped up, "Male #1, Absol."
His chain clicked off, and he slowly made his way over to the assistant. He grabbed the bag in his mouth, and was led out of the room, down the hall. He entered a small room, and checked his bag, which contained two small objects.
Male #1's Bag Contents:
Apple
Pen Knife
He pursed his lips, and sighed.
The voice came back over the loudspeaker, "Female #2, Blitzle."
She trotted over to the assistant, excited, but deathly afraid. She quickly glanced inside her bag and smirking.
Female #2's Bag Contents:
Poison Dart Gun
Raw Steak
"Female #19, Pichu."
"Male #26, Spinda."
"Female #28, Turtwig."
"Female #29, Umbreon."
"Male #30, Zorua."
Female #12's Bag Contents:
Lighter
Jug Of Milk
Female #17' Bag Contents:
Lead Pipe
Paper Clip
Male #17's Bag Contents:
Container of C4
Clock
Male #25's Bag Contents:
Pencil
Pillow
Male #28's Bag Contents:
Pacifier
18 Pack of Eggs
Sitting in his containment room, Squirtle glanced around at his items.
Male #27's Bag Contents:
Flamethrower
Sharpie
He knew what he could do with the flame thrower, but the Sharpie was a mystery. He didn't think it served any real purpose, other than to exist as an item in this case. Frowning, he placed them back into his back, and the room started rising.
Finneon glanced around, through the windows, as her room was slowly rising. She had been told by the assistant who had taken her, that this used to be a small moon, but it had drifted off into space. She glanced into her bag once more, grabbing one of the items.
Female #7's Bag Contents:
Grenade
Mortar
She almost smiled at the items, feeling like blowing something up. She glanced out again, and gasped. She was in a large desert, as far as she could see. Cactuses were everywhere, and a small, probably venomous snake was slithering away from her room. She winced thinking of the lack of water, and her desperate need for what her area lacked the most.
Jolteon jumped around the room, almost giggling in joy at her surroundings. He part of the moon was a large, abandoned town. She easily spotted a large generator, and smiled, know this would be easy. She glanced back into her bag, seeing how easy it really would be.
Female #9's Bag Contents:
Energy Drink
Large Bag of Trail Mix
She smiled. She had her food, her energy source. If she wasn't fighting to the death, this would really be paradise.
Leafeon sighed as he emerged from the dark tube. His room was stationed on a small island, salty smelling oceans on every side. As small voice was heard as his room clicked into place, "Access to the island and the beginning to 'All That Shines Isn't Gold,' will begin in one minute, start now."
He sighed, and glanced into his bag, hoping for the best. He smiled in comfort as the bag opened.
Male #13's Bag Contents:
Jar of Gunpowder
Leaf Wrapping of Lembas Bread
Felling more confident, he closed the bag as the countdown began.
10...
9...
8...
Riolu rummaged took one last glance in his bag, pulling out his pistol.
Male #21's Bag Contents:
Pistol w/30 Extra Rounds
Fleece Sweater
He nodded, and loaded the pistol. He was going to get out of this alive. He had to. He glanced back in, and pulled out the fleece sweater also, putting it on. It was warm and fuzzy, just his size. Looking around at his surroundings once more, he nodded. He was stationed in a large, thick jungle. Vines wove everywhere, and small animals jumped from branch to branch. He heard the door click open and he worriedly stepped outside, only to hear a loud scream, over to his left. He glanced over and ran over, confident he could kill anyone who tried to kill him. But what he saw took him off guard. The room was collapsing back into the ground, but not sinking back into it. The Pokémon hadn't left, trying not to take part in the deadly experiment. They were mow being crushed alive, slowly and painfully. A loud crack sounded, and the Pokémon screamed. He glanced in, and he saw it was Krabby, who was holding two of his legs. He looked up and saw Riolu, "KILL ME!"
Riolu flinched, "But... I don't' know..."
Another loud snap sounded and Krabby's leg finally snapped off. He shrieked as blood start pouring out. He barely tossed out his small bag, which landed at Riolu's feet, and whispered "Please... I can't hold on..."
Riolu nodded slowly, lined up his pistol and shot, just once. It punctured Krabby's eye, and he fell silent. A loud crack of thunder sounded, even though the sky was clear.
DEATH: Male #10 Krabby
CAUSE: Shot Thought the Eye
KILLER: Male #21 Riolu
Riolu checked inside the bag, and saw two odd items. Once was a new pair of ice skates, and the other was a cell phone. It didn't have any reception, but was working, with full battery charge. He put the Skates in his bag, but left the cell phone on the ground, right near the circle of metal, which used to be Krabby and his room. He took a shaky breath in, and set off.
Pichu slung her bag over her shoulder, clutching her chainsaw in her hands. Taking one last glance at the room now slowly collapsing back into the ground, she smiled evilly. She was going to win, and nothing was going to stop her. She looked around again, smirking. She was on top of a large mountain, some with snow-capped mountains. She smiled vaguely, thinking of what was to come. She had noticed a loud crack of thunder earlier, and wondered what that was. She glanced around the mountains, and saw two there rooms, each on their own mountain, collapsing. One had a small blue shape walking out of it, and the other was long deserted. She herself was almost in the clouds, so she looked up, wondering who else could be up there. Walking down the mountain, she smirked to herself, willing to kill, wanting to win.
Welp, how was that? I mean, I know probably now one will read this, but hey, I can entertain myself! }:P This is one of my stories where I don't have everything planned out. At the moment, it's just who is in, and who has what in their bags. So any suggestions you make could have an effect on what happens later on in the story. I will be getting back to The Mole soon, but for now, have some Battle Royale. R&R! ~ Shilo Burbans