The Prophet, The Human, The Beast
HarleyXBurgh and MistyXSOMEONE
The Royal Unova. It's usually a quiet boat ride to other regions... Of course, that's what Burgh thought.
"I never drew people all that much...", he muttered bluntly at a familiar Cacturne-cosplaying Co-Ordinator.
"Well, can you at least draw my Pokemon, please?", he asked, giving him the puppy eyes.
"I-I'll think about it.", Burgh muttered.
Sweet zombie Arceus! Can't an artist have a break?
Burgh thought he'd be really stressed out about being a Gym Leader. He might as well have Iris hang out there while he tries to relax.
"OH MY GOD!", screamed a woman.
Burgh and Harley turned simultaneously to her direction.
"Third one this week! A total of 30 bodies this month! And that person... was May, daughter of the Petalburg Gym Leader!"
Harley gasped in shock.
Who'd want to kill May? Sure, Harley hated the girl, but he never wished death upon her.
"You know something... All the trainers that died here were in some Pokemon Contest mambo-jambo..."
Now Harley thought he was screwed.
"Who's a Co-Ordinator? You aren't in trouble, we just want to ask you some questions!", a guard then asked.
Harley then looked down submissively as he moved toward the guard.
It happens he wasn't the only one... There was Drew. What would Drew want with the death of Pokemon Co-Ordinators. Harley knew he held no grudges, but looked at himself and thought that Harley, himself might be the accused one.
"Two boys, huh? That's odd. We were expecting more ladies...", a guard laughed.
"Shut it!", Drew shouted.
Harley didn't say anything. He knew he'd be in deep kimchi if he started to snark back at that guard.
The first guard nudged the latter guard for poor choice of words.
"So... Do you two know May?"
Harley finally spoke, "Yeah. I used to hate the girl... I don't usually as much, now."
Drew then grinned, "Yeah, he used to prank her a lot but I guess he stopped."
"And you?"
"I'm her boyfriend! Like her man will ever want her dead!"
Liar. You told me you were gay. I understand your sentimental complement on me looking like a girl and all, but you still told me you're gay., Harley thought silently to himself.
"Okay, check them for weapons... or condoms."
"Why for those?"
"May was sexually assaulted before her death, genius!"
Harley then gasped.
Wait... May was too young! What kind of sick pervert will go after girls at Age 11?
"Yeah... You gotta thank Detective Looker on the information. Most of the victims were sexually aroused before they got put to sleep."
Harley gasped.
"Mr. Harley, are you gay?"
Harley was about to answer when Drew bursted out.
"YEAH! I'M GAY! PLEASE DON'T ASK ME AGAIN!"
Finally, you spoke the truth, you little shit., Harley snickered to himself.
"I wasn't asking you liar, I was asking the cosplayer!", the guard growled.
"Well, yeah. I'm currently available though if you want to call me.", Harley then smiled flirtatiously to the guard.
"Well, that leaves those two man-fairies out of the question. Let's check for any suspicious people."
"Sorry man, I don't float that way."
Drew glared at Harley as he sighed with relief.
"The picture is done, Mr. Harley.", Burgh finally announced, "Your Cacturne happened to stay still during the whole thing, I'm really proud of him."
"It's a she, actually. Thank you.", Harley replied.
"Oh... You're welcome."
Harley looked at the picture and gasped.
I guess he wasn't joking when he said he'd draw anything.
"Hey! You must be the funny Co-Ordinator Ash must be talking about."
Harley turned around and saw a nice orange haired girl with blue eyes and a blue swimsuit to match with it.
"Ash... Oh! You mean May's little friend."
"Yeah, I'm surprised to meet one of May's rivals here. The name is Misty. I'm the Cerulean Gym Leader."
"So... do you think I did it?"
"Nah... I bet you five bucks, May's dumb boyfriend did it. I just can't deal with him. Even my boyfriend, Wallace, isn't that stupid enough. He must've used one of his Pokemon."
Harley and Misty conversed rather nicely. Harley was surprised. He thought she'd be unsure of herself and think his Pokemon are scary. She seemed very confident and even as short-tempered as Harley.
"So... Any Pokemon you don't like?", Harley asked her.
"Bug-types always scared me... and then I recently overcame my fear of Gyarados.", Misty replied.
Harley gulped, If I want to be her friend... I better not show her my cute little Ariados... even if I really want to, I just can't.
"Any Pokemon that scare you?", Misty asked him.
"Actually... no. I have Pokemon that are so cute, but many people think they're scary... Especially my Cacturne."
"So I bet you... that if a Gengar was behind you right now... You wouldn't run?"
Harley turned around and saw a Gengar right behind him.
"The prophet had need of you two..."
Harley then squeaked in joy.
He tried hugging the Gengar, but seeing he's a Ghost-type, the hug passed through it.
"Human... I am telling you a serious matter... You two, along with another trainer are what the prophet requests."
"Huh?", Misty and Harley asked.
"Follow me, human. There is no time for hugs and kisses."
Misty and Harley followed the Gengar into the lowest part of the ship.
That's where they met up with Burgh and saw what they never thought possible. Giratina, surrounded by a dozen Yamasks.
"Humans... I have called you for an important announcement. We Ghost-types, blessed by Arceus temporarily, are to speak to you about the recent deaths of your fellow human friends."
TO BE CONTINUED...