Gathering shadows in Orre.
CONTAINS POKEMON XD GALE OF DARKNESS SPOILERS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon it belongs to Nintendo, Gamefreak and who ever else it belongs to so please don't sue me. I do own Saith Sorrel my OC and the plot.
Genre: General/action/adventure
Rating: T to be safe.
Summery: Post Pokemon XD Gale of Darkness. 5 years after Cipher defeat everything is fine in Orre to celebrate they decide to host a giant pokemon tournament inviting any trainers wishing to participate from any Region. Unaware that a threat they'd thought they'd defeated is about to come back proving you can't ever completely defeat darkness only drive it away for a time.
"Talking."
'Thinking'
'Communication between psychic pokemon and people/their trainers'
Letters or text on a computer screen.
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Chapter One: The enemy of my enemy is friend or at least my ally.
He stood looking out the window at nothing but a seemingly endless expanse of crystal clear blue sea. He was on a large and so far undetected island that was currently acting as a safe house for the still loyal members of Cipher he could find. He sighed. What he really needed to know was whether his father and brother were still loyal to the shadow pokemon cause. If he could find out that he know if Saith, the young rather good trainer who had photographic, who worked for them before Michael shut Cipher down, would provide him with the information he needed willingly. If not he'd really not like to cause too much pain to the teen he'd once called a brother.
"Ardos
Sir, what's left of Team Aqua and Magma have arrived." A man
with large goggles around his neck said.
"Thank
you for telling me Gorigan," the blue haired man said not
turning away from the window. A man with bluey-black hair, a
bandanna with a skull and cross bones on and wearing clothes that
made him look like a pirate or at least rather eccentric. Another
man walked in wearing a long black coat with a red lining he had
black hair with bright red tips.
"So
what do you want from us? You know we were teaching and doing
research in Hoenn right?" the man in the black coat asked,
crossing his arms and glaring at the long blue-haired man looking out
the window.
"Help,
giving out shadow pokemon without getting caught, showing the world
they've not beaten us." The blue-haired man replied.
"How
are we going to create shadow pokemon, that annoying brat Michael
destroyed by factory." Gorigan complained.
"There
were three back up plans for such an occurrence and my father only
knew of one of them." Ardos said with a smirk.
"They
why didn't you tell me of this five years ago!" Gorigan snapped.
"Because
the spikey-haired brat and Professor Krane needed to think they'd
beaten us, they've got complacent they think were gone so they won't
be looking for us which means we have the advantage. They won't
realise it's us until it's too late to do anything about it."
Ardos explained.
"But
without the factory and the software . . ." Gorigan started but
trailed off.
"Like
I said back up plan, we didn't just invade ONBS for our Data-ROM. We
deleted all there data but we also stored information about creating
shadow pokemon in the least place they'd expect. It was fathers'
idea so we can't use that back up plan but of the other two we could
easily use both of them just to be safe." Ardos explained.
"And
these plans are?" the man in the bandanna asked.
"Spring
Ein from his anti-shadow pokemon cage and get the information from
Saith." Ardos told them.
"Who's
Saith?" the man in the black coat asked.
"Saith,
Maxie. Is a 16-year-old Sinnoh trainer my brother saved the life of,
who has a photographic memory, Lovrina used him to remember all the
information about XD001, shadow pokemon creation and shadow pokemon
in general, so that should the computer get destroyed the information
would be stored in an off site location. He loves battling and
training his pokemon so he'll probably on his way to Orre for the
celebratory pokemon tournament." Ardos explained.
"I'll
go get the brat. He's rather frightened of me." Gorigan
offered.
"That
would be because you whipped him after he insulted your earthquake
protect strategy after the spikey-haired brat just destroyed your
shadow pokemon factory." Ardos commented.
"He
deserved it." Gorigan justified.
"No
he didn't but bring him here and do not hurt him Gorigan!" Ardos
ordered. Gorigan merely nodded and left the room.
"What
do you want? Ardos, old friend." Maxie asked fixing the Cipher
Adim with an annoyed look.
"People
to catch pokemon to make into shadow pokemon and distribute as prices
in tournaments and at special events and stuff, which are going to be
starting soon because of the celebration tournament. I was thinking
of giving away a lot of hard to come by or hard to catch pokemon that
are really shadow pokemon but we give the pkrus and say it helps them
increase their stats but only for a limited time but because the only
way you can tell if a pokemon is a shadow is by using that aura
reader the spikey-haired brat had, it's not like there's anyone
checking for shadow pokemon." Ardos proposed.
"Maxie,
most of your crew managed to escape before the authorities arrived,
if you handle the pokemon catching side I'll go and organise a fire
and water pokemon tournament where to enter you must have one fire or
water pokemon on your team." The man in the pirate like outfit
proposed.
"Yes
that would work rather well Archie, thank you." Maxie said.
Archie nodded and left the room calling for his two admin who had
been waiting outside with Maxie's two admins.
"Maxie,
do you and your crew feel like fire blasting some old allies of mine
out of their prisons?" Ardos asked.
"Yes,
teaching ungrateful brats about the wonders of fire pokemon when they
don't care and won't listen is awfully boring." Maxie replied.
"Good.
I can make it really worth your while." Ardos said.
"You're
bribing us?" the other asked.
"Well
yes and no. You've both agreed willingly a gift for my allies to
allow us to catch the legendary pokemon in Hoenn of ground, water,
air." Ardos said.
"You
mean turn Groudon, Kyogre and Rayquaza into shadow pokemon?"
"Yes
I do." Ardos said with a smirk.
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"Machop, take it out with revenge!" a boy with browny-blond hair called to his small fighting pokemon.
"Scouter,
use Me First!" a teenage boy with dark purple called from where
he sat on a bench on the other side of the large training room
looking at the reflection of the battle in the window. The teens'
Furret rushed forward using his higher speed and held item quick claw
to copy the Machops' revenge attack and throw a more powerful version
of it back at him. Knocking the Machop out in the time it took for
his trainer to blink.
"How.
How did you do that? No fair you must have cheated somehow."
the boy whined alternating between glaring at the other boy and his
ferret pokemon.
"Reading
a book on Sinnoh pokemon moves, before you start accusing of such
things." The purple haired teen snapped, got of the bench and
left the room Scouter followed him outside.
Crossing
the grounds of the Pokemon HQ, which was now a large pokemon academy
for pokemon battling and also the closest place to Gateon Port to
register for the celebratory pokemon tournaments.
"Fur
et, fur," Scouter said bumping his head against his trainers'
leg. Smiling he stopped, knelt down beside Scouter and stroked the
large ferret pokemon head.
"Congratulations
for winning your battle against a rather low level Machop. His
trainer must have thought you were a low level because you only
evolved a few days ago, but you had just learnt hyper voice at level
47. But he'll learn not to demand battle from another trainer
without doing some research first." The purple haired teen said
laughing.
"Saith,"
The
purple haired teen looked up at the long spikey red haired teen with
goggles perched on his head keeping his fringe out of his face.
"What
do you want Michael?" Saith asked tilting his head to the side.
"It's
been five years I'd like to know why you worked for them."
Michael replied. Saith sighed and picking up Scouter and stood up.
Scouter curled up to allow his trainer to carry him easer.
"Once
you found out who I was you pushed me away. And you assumed I'd be
friendly with you after the things you said. Or tell you something
that makes me very vulnerable." Saith hissed and turned to leave
but a hand on his arm stopped him.
"I'm
sorry." Michael apologised.
"How
can I trust anything you say." Saith replied softly throwing the
boys' words back at him.
"I
know I said some horrible things to you and wasn't very nice to you
and you left and went back home to Sinnoh but we're older now and I
realise what I did and said was wrong" Michael babbled quickly.
"I
don't know. I'm frightened you'll use what I tell you against me."
Saith admitted to the other trainer.
"I
won't tell anyone what you tell I promise." Michael promised.
"This
way. Let's go back to my room, I need a cup of tea. It'll be easier
to explain when I'm sure no one is eavesdropping on us." The
Sinnoh trainer explained as he led the other to the room he stayed in
at the Pokemon Academy when he was in Orre, which wasn't very often
if at all.
Flashing
the key card across the scanning lock to open the door Saith studied
the other teen. He naturally looked older then the last time he'd
seen him, he had a tan so he'd probably been outside a lot training
his pokemon, his hair was a lot longer and he was dressed in a sky
blue t-shirt with Wingull on, blue trouser and black, red and gold
trainers. Saith walked inside and Michael followed, depositing
Scouter on the island in the middle of the kitchen he set about
making a pot of tea.
"Would
you like anything to drink?" Saith asked while the tea brewed.
"Do
you have any hot chocolate?" Michael asked.
"More
then likely. It'll be in one these cupboards." Saith replied as
he began to hunt for the glass jar containing powdered hot chocolate.
Michael
observed Saith as he was hunting in the cupboards. His dark purple
hair was almost shoulder length, he had purple eyes, dark purple
almost black coloured glasses and was very pale too pale as if he'd
lost a lot of blood recently. He was wearing a black and deep blue
striped top, black trouser and grey and beige hiking boots.
"Found
it." Saith exclaimed as he started to make Michael a cup of hot
chocolate and took the tea bag out of the pot as the water began to
boil.
Scouter
jumped of the counter he sat sitting on and quick attacked a green
and brown striped nestball on Saith belt releasing his friend
CoffeeCream the Lindoon.
"Scouter,"
Saith said looking disapprovingly at his ferret pokemon.
"You
could have hurt me or make me drop very hot tea all over you."
Saith told him pokemon, who hugged his leg and took off across the
room with Lindoon following close behind. The two normal type
pokemon rolled around on the floor crying out happily in pokemon
language.
"Here's
your hot chocolate." Saith said handing Michael a cup of hot
chocolate. He picked up his own milky cup of tea and walked into the
small living room area, which had dark coloured furniture, a dark
browny-black carpet and midnight blue coloured walls.
"You
like dark colours I see." Michael remarked.
"Yes
I do I thought my dark wardrobe might give that away." Saith
said softly taking a long slip of tea. Saith put his cup down on
small hot mat in that looked like a duskball. Pushing his left
sleeve to look at the time on his black PokeTech showed Michael a
white bandage on his left wrist that had blood on it.
"Saith,
what happened?" Michael asked concerned, putting down his drink
and gently but firmly taking hold of the other left arm. Michael
careful removed the bandage. Michael looked at what looked like some
kind of rope burn that had chaffed away at his wrist and caused it to
bleed. He looked up at Saith shock written on his face but Saith was
watching his pokemon play tail tennis with an oval stone using stack
of books as a net.
"Saith,
what for Entei's fire happened?" Michael asked in shock.
"Like
I said earlier the truth makes me very vulnerable to vulnerable for
my liking it gives you a way to really hurt me." Saith whispered
picking up his mug with his right hand, taking a long slip and
staring into Michael eyes his pleaded softly,
"What
I'm about to show you doesn't leave this room, promise me,"
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To be continued . . .
Story word count: 2,098.
Total word count: 2,309.