I'm still alive! :) I was just... er... doing other things...
Anyways, this is a new story I'm going to be working on, as I just recently got into the Pokemon manga, which has inspired this I guess...
Note: The first two chapters of the story will be written from the main character's point of view (POV)
And I can't forget the disclaimer...
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
Also, if you think there is anything wrong with this, feel free to inform me :D
"Electro, return!"
As I spoke, a red beam of light emerged from the pokeball and collected Electro, my Jolteon.
"Flash, return!"
My best friend Flare did the same thing to Flash, his Flareon.
Our pokemon needed a long rest. They had been battling a lot for the past few hours and it was time for them to rejuvenate for a bit. Just in that afternoon alone, we've had about twenty drawn-out battles—and I wasn't exaggerating. We trained hard everyday against each other to become as strong as we possibly could.
"Man, you beat me again."
Flare spoke with a hint of bitterness as he approached me with his hands outstretched.
"They're only practice battles. I don't mind who wins," I replied as I grabbed his hands and shook them firmly. I smiled to him and nodded afterwards. "I'm sure you'll begin to beat me more often soon."
He shook his head. "You're way stronger than I am. I don't think that's possible."
"Come on Flare, it isn't like you to think so dejectedly. I know you'll be able to become stronger than me. And besides, it's about getting stronger together, isn't it?"
His face brightened up. "You're right! We wouldn't be doing this if it was only to beat each other up!"
"Yeah..."
I looked up to the skies. They were painted over in a beautiful, dreamy orange. Living a peaceful life was sure great, I thought to myself. Flare snapped me out when he alerted me of the time.
"It's ten to six. Shouldn't you be heading home now?"
I suddenly tensed up. He was right: my master (foster father) had told me about it earlier.
"You are to get home at six o'clock and no later, got it?"
The words flashed across my brain as the memory was brought to the surface. I began to slightly panic.
"Don't worry, you'll get home in time!"
Flare flashed me a thumbs up and grinned at me cheekily. He generally liked to steal my trademark action and use it on me.
"Easy for you to say. I'm not as fast as you are."
"Then maybe you should start running now."
As I arrived at my house, I glanced at the living room wall clock through the window. It read six-thirty.
I sighed in happy relief, knowing that I wouldn't be destroyed (or lectured) upon entering the house. My master always did that when I arrived home late—and then he'd give my punishment later. It felt good avoiding all that.
So calmly, I twisted the handle and pushed the door open. It only opened halfway for me, so I pushed the door the rest of the way as I stepped in.
"I'm home!" I hollered.
Carefully, I shut the door behind me and stepped into the living room, which was to the right of the entrance. On the blue sofa ahead sat my sister Frost and my master, both watching the television in complete silence.
"You came back!" Frost cried as she noticed me walk in. She leapt off the sofa and embraced me like I was her favourite little plushy. She squeezed me tightly with her suffocating arms and I chuckled light-heartedly and brushed her soft light-blue hair in response. My sister always liked to cuddle me after I came back home.
"I haven't been in a close encounter with death or anything."
Even without seeing her face, I could tell that my sister was smiling. "I know. I was just a little worried because you're late."
I froze. Did I hear her right just then? Late? How was I late? I'm sure I came back just in time... But then, what would explain the furious scowl on my master's face? His glaring red eyes looked menacing...
To check, I glanced up to the wall clock in the room. Upon noticing what time it was, my mind suddenly became filled with horror. It read twenty-nine to seven—also known as six thirty-one.
"You're late!" grumbled my master as he arose from his seat. "How dare you? After how I reminded you to come home by six-thirty and no later?!"
I sweatdropped. It was silly to be angry with me, wasn't it?
"I was only one minute late," I said calmly. "And besides, the time probably changed as I stepped into the room."
My words seemed to have an opposite effect to what I wanted. My master became angrier—so much that he seemed to be burning with rage. If my eyes weren't deceiving me, then I was sure I could see flames around him.
"One minute late? Only one minute late?!" he boomed.
I could've sworn the entire house shook...
"Being one minute late is still unacceptable Rai! How dare you try and argue back?!"
My master seemed to calm down shortly after. He thought for a bit and then glared at me once again. I felt a chill travel up my spine—and typically whenever that happened—I knew something bad was imminent. "Rai! You'll be punished for what you've done!"
Both Frost and I grew wide-eyed; I felt horrified, and I knew Frost felt the same for me.
It was twelve o'clock midnight, according to my bedside digital clock, and I still wasn't able to go to sleep. The uncomfortableness I had to bear was greatly restraining me from it. All of this was due to the punishment for my 'lateness'; I was forced to sleep one entire night with my arms and legs tied to the four wooden posts supporting my bed. I was hurting all over... and yes, it included that area. Even though I had my feathery pillow and quilt, they still weren't able to overcome the uneasy position in was locked into.
Frowning, I focused on trying to go to sleep. It was difficult, but through the course of the night, I eventually managed. My eyelids grew heavy and I blacked out.
I awoke from my bed and stared at the digital bedside clock. It read twelve o'clock noon.
Immediately, I froze. I wasn't sure if it was correct or not, but I ended up reacting to it nonetheless.
"Damn! Twelve o'clock already?!"
Half the day was already gone, and there were still things I wanted to do that day. Swiftly, I hopped out of bed and left the bedroom in a rush; I brushed my teeth, took a shower, got changed, and skipped breakfast (well, lunch, according to the time).
As I ran out the door, many shouts (from master) were being directed at me, but I just ignored them—after all, I've missed too much of the day already.
A few blocks from the house, I spotted Frost across the street carrying a brown paper bag. She seemed to have noticed me too, because I found myself in front of her (or her in front of me) before I knew it.
"Where are you going Rai?" she inquired. "Flare's house?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
She brightened up. "Oh! In that case, can I come too? I want to see Flare as well since I've never seen him for so long."
"Of course you can come."
"Great!"
Her smile grew wider.
"But before we go, can you wait here for a bit? I need to give these groceries to master. I'll be quick."
And without receiving my consent—which she would've got anyways—she ran off. I waited for about a minute before Frost returned and then we began walking to Flare's house.
Flare's house, by walking, was about a twenty to thirty minute trip. For the duration we spent heading there, something was constantly bothering me at the back of my mind. There was confusion; I didn't know what it was, but I sensed that there was something troubling going on. I hadn't felt that way before—and honestly, it worried me a lot. I decided to try and ignore it for the moment, but upon reaching Flare's house, I was hit with shock and dread. Beside me, I knew Frost felt the same.
Flare's house was still in one piece, that was the good thing, but he had both front windows smashed to bits. The door was also scratched by something, evident by the huge single line carving on it.
Taking everything into consideration, there were two possible scenarios I figured: either some local thugs decided to randomly vandalize the place for fun, or they broke in to attempt to steal something. I was anxious, because 'stealing things' weren't just limited to insentient objects.
"D-do you think someone has gotten Flare?" Frost asked shakily.
I frowned. I certainly hoped not. Though there was a small thought in the back of my mind, which believed that Flare was kidnapped. Was it correct? I only had one way to answer—or at least find the answer.
I took a deep breath and steeled myself. "Let's go in and find out," I announced. Frost reluctantly nodded in reply.
"Yeah..."
Frost and I walked through the trashed-up front yard and we entered the house slowly. Of course, I was leading; there was no way I was going to let Frost go first into a rundown building.
Once we both got in the house, Frost gently shut the door behind her and joined me in the living room. I was there observing the whole room, and how it became such a mess; it looked as though a tornado ripped through. With torn sofas, a smashed television, a toppled bookshelf, and a sea of papers on the carpet, it couldn't really get any worse.
"Who's there?!"
A thundering voice came and hit me from behind. My body froze over on instinct at the situation we were in.
Turning around, I saw Frost behind me glancing about nervously. "Who is that?" she whispered to me.
I replied with a shrug. I didn't know either.
"Do you think we should see Rai?"
Honestly, I wanted to go right into the kitchen (where I heard the voice from) and beat the living daylights out of the person who was there. How dare he come into another's house and wreck the place?! Now Flare's mother would have to tidy it up again! And she only did so two days ago!
"Rai? Are you listening?"
"Frost. I'll go into the kitchen first okay? Make sure to keep behind me." She nodded, and we put the agreed plan into action.
When we got to the kitchen, there was a man leering at me. I could tell he was trying to intimidate me, but it wasn't working. Anyhow, he wore a jet-black ninja-like attire that gave him a sort of shady outlook. On the chest, the piece of clothing had a round purple logo on it with the letter 'D'.
An organisation, I guessed. I found it unpleasant because it seemed to radiate an aura of malice—according to my sixth sense anyways.
"Why are you here?!" I growled, aiming to scare the man. I knew it wouldn't work, but I had to look fearless in front of him.
Slowly, the ninja man came closer. He got so close I could feel his breath. And that reeked of evil too...
"I don't know. Why am I here?" he responded.
I gritted my teeth in anger from his vague answer.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"What did I get?" he said. "Well then, let me show you."
I was curious. What did the man get...? He stepped aside and gave me my answer, and my eyes widened as I realized what he got: Flare and his mother.
The level of anger inside of me increased tenfold.
"What have you done to them?" I demanded.
He grinned wickedly, sending a chill down my spine.
"Nothing yet..." the ninja replied mysteriously. "But I'll probably torture the boy and... have fun with his mother."
I clenched my fists furiously, as the very hint of the suggestion made me sick to the core.
"You won't do anything like that! I'll stop you, by force if I have to!" I announced boldly.
"Alright... then let's settle it." I heard Frost gasp from behind me as he revealed a pokeball in his hand.
"If you win..." He pointed to the general direction of Flare and his mother. "I'll leave without those two."
He then grinned, sending another chill down my spine. "Though if I win... I get you and your girl too."
I clenched my fists tighter, turning them furiously white. "You're not going to touch my sister!" I growled.
The ninja man smirked. "We'll see. Just get your Pokemon out so we can settle it quickly."
Without hesitation, I grabbed a pokeball from my belt and enlarged it.
"Wait!" said Frost. She touched my hand with hers. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"
I slowly nodded, slightly unsure since she questioned me. But then I thought.
"There's no other way. He chose to fight me and there's no chance that I'm going to back out."
Frost reluctantly stepped back. I returned my gaze to the man. He already had his pokeball enlarged.
"All right. You first boy."
I gripped tighter onto my pokeball and then tossed it. "Come out Volt!" The spherical object split and released my electric type partner Pokemon. A Pikachu.
"Pika!" it exclaimed, glaring at my opponent.
"Oh. So you've got a little, feisty Pikachu I see..." mocked the ninja man.
Volt didn't seem to take it too well, as it almost fired a Thunderbolt at him. Luckily for him, I halted it. I couldn't let anger get out of control.
"Just summon your Pokemon already!" I commanded.
The man smirked. "I'll do as you wish." He regarded his pokeball and then tossed it. "Let's beat this insolent kid!"
His pokeball split and released a tough-looking Mightyena. It twisted its head up and howled mightily, presenting a tough display.
At that I doubted myself slightly. There was a chance that I couldn't beat him. But then if I had a negative mindset, I've pretty much lost before even beginning the battle. In response to that, I felt my determination rising.
"By the way, I think we should take this outside," I said. I didn't want Flare's house to be crumbled by the end of it, after all.
The man thought for a bit before agreeing with me. "Of course."
"Use Crunch, Mightyena!"
The bite Pokemon charged in towards my Pikachu and I decided it was the right time to counter attack. Pretty foolish of me, as I didn't know the general strength of Mightyena yet.
"Volt, counter with... Iron Tail."
If only Pikachu could learn Counter... I thought bitterly.
Volt transformed its lightning-bolt tail into indestructible steel and it charged towards Mightyena.
The two Pokemon soon met within attack range. Without wasting a moment, Volt swung its tail at Mightyena. The dark type cleverly ducked to avoid the attack and then countered with its own Crunch attack. Its teeth sunk into Volt and all I could do was watch as my partner Pokemon cried out in pain.
"You know kid, you're not as strong as I thought you'd be," said the ninja man. "If that's all you've got, you might as well give up now. With that strength you're not going to defeat me."
I gritted my teeth. I couldn't bear to hear this man's voice anymore.
"Volt, use Thunderbolt!"
My Pikachu sparked up its red cheeks as it charged up its attack, and then after gathering enough electricity, fired a beam of lightning.
The ninja man smirked. "Pressing on? I'll make sure that'll be your biggest mistake!"
He glanced at his Mightyena and then gave an order. "Use Dark Pulse!"
The bite pokemon opened its mouth wide and fired a beam of dark rings towards Volt.
I frowned. Was the ninja man really that confident in his Pokemon abilities? Did he really think he could bust through Volt's Thunderbolt that easily? It seemed like it, but maybe it was due to arrogance... I didn't know, but I did once the attacks collided. At first the two appeared equal in strength, but Mightyena's attack quickly overpowered Volt's and his beam of darkness began to push back the electric. Eventually, the dark type attack forced its way to Volt, and an explosion occurred upon contact.
The ninja man grew his smirk bigger, while I remained expressionless in my stare.
"And that's exactly why you should've given up sooner. You could've saved your Pokemon from so much misery."
The smoke covering the battlefield soon settled... and Volt was nowhere to be seen. I smirked, and the ninja man gasped in shock.
"W-w-where did that puny mouse go?" he asked.
I glanced up towards the sky, and the man followed suit. Midway through a leap was my Pokemon partner, charging up electricity in preparation for...
"Thunderbolt!"
My Volt unleashed a yellow line of electric directly at Mightyena. It didn't bother to do anything: all it did was wait for the attack to land, and it did. Smoke was thrown all over the place as a result from the attack.
I really didn't think that Mightyena stood a chance against that attack. It was probably close to its tolerance limit, and I assumed that one more Thunderbolt would be able to finish the battle. I smirked to myself at the thought. The unknown man was going to be put in his place.
However, when the smoke dissipated, not a scratch was formed on the bite pokemon. It remained in the same condition as it was before the attack, more or less. I was extremely shocked.
"Was that your best shot?" inquired the ninja man with an accompanying grin. It sounded as if he was mocking me, which is what I'm sure he was doing. "Do you want me to show you mine now?"
The feelings within me quickly became anger towards the ninja man, but also, and especially, towards myself. I was pretty weak and undertrained compared to how he was. How did that even make sense, considering I trained pretty much everyday? I didn't know, but that moment wasn't the greatest to contemplate over something so overwhelming.
"Mightyena, use Iron Tail!"
The dark type transformed its furry tail into indestructible steel, and then charged speedily towards my Volt. I didn't have any time to react because the attack struck before I realised.
"Follow up with Crunch!"
The Bbite pokemon jumped at Volt and chomped down onto its flesh. Firmly. The Pikachu let out a cry as another yet another attack chained.
"Dark Pulse!"
The Mightyena swiftly bounced back and fired a dark beam of rings from its mouth.
"Argh! Dodge it Volt!" I cried.
But Volt was still dazed from the last strike, so it couldn't perform a dodge at all. Because of that, I could only stand by and watch as my Pikachu was hit once again. At the same time, Frost came out of Flare's house (after checking on their conditions for an unusually long time...) and gasped at the occurrence.
"No! Volt!" Volt flew through the air and landed limply in front of me. It had scratches and marks all over its body.
I knew the battle was lost.
"Rai!" my sister shouted. "There's no chance that you can win! You're just going to hurt Volt more by pushing him! Surrender now before he gets seriously hurt!"
Even though I was aware of my imminent defeat, I didn't want to give up. I was never the type of person to give up so easily. And besides, for some reason, I felt that I still possessed a chance at victory.
"Let's finish this up Mightyena!" said the ninja man. The dark type howled in agreement.
"Alright then, use Hyper Beam!"
The bite pokemon opened its mouth and begun forming a reddish-white beam in front. As it was charging up, I bit my lip in hopes of Volt surviving the attack. I was aware that there was a pretty slim chance though, considering the condition it was in.
I didn't want to force Volt to continue battling—especially when it was on the ground with lots of scratch marks—but losing the battle wasn't an option. It was selfish of me.
I prayed with all I had that Volt could endure the attack.
Soon, the Mightyena mercilessly fired the powerful beam and it scored its target dead-on, producing a large explosion that rocked all nearby trees.
I was left staring at the scene in shock, disbelief overflowing within me.
How was it that a Pokemon could be so strong? Why was it so strong? I wondered. Have I been overestimating myself this whole time? Was I just a weak and feeble trainer in reality? But wait... that wasn't possible... I was just about the strongest trainer in all of Nuvema Town, as proven by the fact that I won last year's annual Nuvema Cup. How was it that another trainer could beat me so easily?
"You should give it up now kid... you have zero percent chance of defeating me."
I glared at the ninja man across the battlefield. Did he really think I'd capitulate after all he's done? I didn't think so.
The dark clouds eventually settled, returning my long-distanced sight. I was thankful for that. But what I was most thankful for was the fact that Volt hadn't fainted yet. He was badly injured, but he wasn't down. I know I shouldn't have pushed Volt to keep battling, but I felt that I had no choice if I wanted Flare to be safe—and his mother, Frost and myself for that matter.
"Volt. Please tell me you can keep battling..." I muttered.
"Rai! Don't force Volt to fight anymore! He could really get severely injured if it keeps taking attacks like this!" Frost shouted worriedly.
"But Frost, I need to make sure this guy won't be coming back ever again!" I shouted back. "If beating him in a Pokemon battle is the only way, then I'm going to accomplish it!"
Although, I didn't know whether I could even land an effective attack anymore. The ninja man was definitely one of the strongest opponents I've ever faced.
"Pika..."
Everyone present turned their attentions to the valiant Pikachu that was rising back from the ground. It really surprised me that even Volt wanted to continue fighting in spite of its state.
"Pika...pika chu..."
With each second that passed by, Volt slowly got back up onto his four legs. Similarly, my hopes were rising in the same way.
"Maybe there is a chance I can do this..." I mumbled to myself. "Maybe-"
A circular glow of yellow light appeared on my arm and interrupted. Everyone gasped, me included. I stared blankly at it; I was unfamiliar with it. At one point, it seemed to me that the symbol of a lightning bolt was flashing in the center. Afterwards, what appeared on my arm was... Zekrom? It continuously blinked on my arm like a warning light.
"Rai?! What's happening?!" Frost asked frantically. "What's wrong with your arm?!"
I couldn't really answer that question myself because I've never seen an occurrence like it.
"I don't know," I replied.
"What kind of sorcery is this?!" cried the ninja man.
"I don't know," I repeated. "It could be anything."
Without warning, the light became brighter, and it continued to until the entire area was consumed by the light from my arm.
I opened my eyes to a huge and dark cave of some sort. I couldn't really see anything around me except for a few stone pillars on the far side—everything else was black. I couldn't even see the walls.
My curiosity arose though, and I began to wonder where I was. One thing for sure was that nobody else was here with me...
"Where am I?" I mused to myself.
"I-I don't know. Do you Rai?" To my surprise, someone answered me, albeit being a reply I was not looking for.
I pivoted around and found Frost looking around in fright. "Frost? You're here too?"
She nodded. "Yes. I guess I was transported here too."
"Transported?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.
"It's what I think."
Indeed. What the girl thinks is correct.
I jolted in surprise, and Frost did too.
"Who's there?" I scanned the whole chamber (ignoring the darkness problem) and spotted a black dragon (didn't know how I saw it) flying down from... somewhere... To me, the dragon actually looked very familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before.
"Zekrom?!" squeaked Frost. It was then that I remembered the legendary beast.
You are correct once again girl. The legendary dragon flew down, and it created a powerful gust of wind as it landed directly in front of us. I am indeed, Zekrom.
"S-so how were we transported here?" asked Frost, shaking a fair bit.
Simple. By using my powers.
More questions arose in my head, and I was tempted to ask every single one of them. Of course, that would only serve to annoy the legendary beast... and I wasn't a fan of being electrocuted.
"W-where are we?" I questioned, unable to control the fear myself.
Zekrom answered simply. The Legendary Emblems Chamber.
"T-the Legendary Emblems Chamber? N-never heard of such a place..." Frost said.
It's at a hidden place in Unova. That's probably why you've never heard it. In fact, this place is only mentioned in myths and legends. You'll hear of it no other place.
"O-okay... but why have you brought us here then?"
Well... it's about the boy and his glowing arm.
Right. Throughout this, I forgot all about my glowing arm.
"What about me and my glowing arm?" I questioned. Something told me... there was going to be something I wasn't expecting.
You honestly don't know about it?
"No."
Zekrom gazed up towards the chamber ceiling. I would've thought that your master informed you about this already...
"Master?" I asked. "He knows about this arm glowing business?"
Indeed. His arm can glow just like yours.
My eyes widened in surprise. Just like I predicted: something unexpected.
"A-are you joking around with us?"
I'm not. I'm simply telling the truth.
Frost stepped forwards, positioning herself between Zekrom and I.
"So then can you explain to us?" she requested, most of her fear now gone.
Well I guess so. But you two must listen up, clear?
My sister and I nodded our heads.
Okay then, began the black dragon. I'll start explaining. Rai was it?
"Yeah," I confirmed.
Rai, what you see on your arm there is a legendary emblem. It is the glowing circle.
"A legendary emblem?!" I repeated with confusion.
Precisely. It represents a legendary Pokemon and enhances the abilities of you and your Pokemon. It also gives special abilities to those bearing them.
"Wait a minute," interrupted Frost. "So are there others we don't know that have it too?"
Yes. There are quite a number of trainers actually, that bear legendary emblems too.
"And also, you mentioned before that an emblem represented a legendary Pokemon, right?" I asked.
Correct.
"Are you the one that represents my emblem?"
Indeed. That means that you possesses all my abilities, and can enhance the power of all electric types under your possession too. If you want to know more, be sure to ask your master for the rest.
Abruptly, the legendary dragon spread its wings and prepared for a take off.
"But why are you leaving now? And how do we get our master to talk about it?" asked Frost.
Zekrom left the ground and flew into the air. Just explain our meeting to him.
And within a matter seconds, the dragon disappeared from view.
Straight after that came, another flash of blinding light from my glowing arm. The brightness eventually overtook the entire cave, and my sister and I were transported somewhere again.
The first thing I noticed after the light died down was the rows of trees in front of me. They looked familiar, but I just couldn't figure out why...
The second thing I noticed was that I was sprawled out on the floor, as if I was previously knocked unconscious or something.
The other thing I noticed was the ninja man nearby. When I stood up, I pivoted around and found him staring blankly at me, his Mightyena doing the same thing.
"How in the world did you just teleport?" he asked. "Is there some sort of magic you're using against me?"
I furrowed my eyebrows in response. "No."
"Then how was it that you disappeared and then reappeared with a flash of light?"
"I'm not entirely sure either. But simply, it has something to do with this." I tore off my yellow leather jacket and showed to him my glowing yellow arm. The ninja man grunted at the sight.
"So you were the one I was sent to capture then..."
I smirked. "I don't think so," I said. "You won't be getting me when the power of Zekrom is on my side!"
I looked at Volt, and it nodded to me. It was the time to show the ninja man our true power. I felt unfamiliar energy flowing throughout my body.
"Volt, use Volt Tackle!"
The Pikachu I had leapt forwards into a dash. Building up the electricity it was generating for the attack and gaining momentum from the run, a veil of yellow began forming in front of it. The veil grew bigger and bigger the closer it got to Mightyena, quickly to the point where it seemed like an overload of electrical energy.
My opponent's Pokemon couldn't make itself react and was paralyzed in shock, only able to stand and watch as Volt closed in. Although, I couldn't blame it on the Mightyena because its trainer wasn't giving any orders either.
"Do it Volt!"
My Pikachu collided head-on onto the target. Grey smoke appeared from the attack and covered up the majority of the battlefield. From that, I knew that my Volt's attack packed quite a punch. I was sure that not even the toughest Pokemon could've handled that attack.
I finally scored a hit, I thought triumphantly.
I was eager to see a fainted Mightyena lying limp on the battlefield, so I waited impatiently for the clouds of grey to disappear.
As soon as the area became clear again...
I saw nothing but emptiness. The Mightyena was gone, and so was its trainer. Distraught about my supposed victory slipping away, I searched around for where my opponents could've escaped. Around the corner of Flare's house, I spotted the ninja man retreating from the battle.
"Come back here!" I shouted to him. I wanted to pursue him but Frost put a hand on my shoulder to prevent me.
She shook her head. "Don't go after him. Just let him run off. He's probably too scared now to come back here."
"Okay..." I reluctantly replied.
"Besides, we gotta go in and take care of Flare now. I'm worried that the ninja man might've hurt him..."
"I worried too Frost," I said. "But for now, go back home and call master. We'll need his help to get Flare and his mother over to our house."
"W-wait. They're coming to our house...?" she said surprisingly.
I nodded. "Their house is all rundown and things are all over the place. It wouldn't be a good place to take care of them."
"Okay."
Flare opened his eyes, and found me staring back at him. He jumped off the sofa in surprise, and fell down onto the floor doing so. A loud 'thud' emitted from our floorboards.
"Ow..."
I helped up my friend and he brushed himself with his hands.
"Rai," he said, looking at our surroundings. "Where am I? Is this your house?"
"Yeah, it is. We're in my living room," I answered, smiling.
"Why am I at your house for?!" Flare shouted unnecessarily loudly. "What happened?!"
"Alright Flare, calm down," I sweatdropped. "I'll explain."
"You better!"
So for the next few minutes, I spent my time explaining everything that happened. By the end of it, Flare was burning with rage.
"Where is that stupid ninja man?! I'm going to find him and beat him to pulp!"
"The thing is, we don't even know where he's escaped to. All we know is that he works for an organization with a round purple symbol and the letter 'D'."
"Exactly! That's all we need to lead us to him!"
"I don't think we should Flare. I doubt that he was even a highly ranked person in his organization. If that's true, that means that they'll be others that are way beyond his level..."
As much as I hated to admit, there were certainly trainers plenty stronger than I was out there, and I only had the chance to battle one of them.
"Don't you have that emblem thingy that gives power to your Pokemon?! You said you had it when you told me about your battle just then!"
"I know, but what if it doesn't activate when I need it to? I don't even know how I awakened the power to be honest."
"Rai." I looked to where the voice came from, and saw Frost and my master standing at the other side of the living room. They both took a seat on a separate one-seater sofa and turned to me.
"Rai, would you mind telling me all about that encounter with Zekrom earlier? Tell me everything he told you."
I hesitated. I didn't know if I could talk about the matter so freely. There could've been a spy from the 'D' organisation listening in on what we were saying. I know I was being a bit paranoid, but I couldn't help but think that somebody uninvited would hear in on what we were saying. Someone in the room could've had a bug planted somewhere on them too.
But I could've been just over-thinking things. There wasn't much chance that somebody would be outside our window or something listening in on us... no matter how much a person looked at it, it just sounded unlikely—possible but something not many would attempt.
"So you were the one I was sent to capture then..."
I suddenly remembered the words the man uttered earlier. It prompted me into thinking: Was there somebody that gave him that order? And why me? Was the organization he worked for aware of the existence of my powers? All those questions were floating through my head, worrying me to the point where I felt sick.
"Rai, are you spaced out or something?" waved Frost. "Is something else happening to you?"
I snapped out. "O-oh... I, um... yeah. I just spaced out a little."
"Alright then Rai. Would you mind explaining to me what Zekrom told you now?"
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