Hyperjade: Hello, everyone! Welcome to "New Age: World of Pokemon". This story is a co-write between Me, Hyperjade, and Pigeoncracker!
Pigeoncracker: Sup peons!
Jango: And the most important character here: Me! I'm here too!
Hyperjade: Jango, that attitude is deplorable
Pigeoncracker: Well... he's quite the ostentatious one
Hyperjade: He just does what he can to get attention and often make people uncomfortable.
Jango: Oi! You know I'm getting better at that!
Hyperjade: not quick enough for my tastes...
Pigeoncracker: This is the most amusing, hysteria inducing thing I've seen in years!
Hyperjade: Yes, yes, but now we must greet the audience and explain. This is the new story Pigeoncracker and I are working together to write. It has similar characters to my other series, the absolite chronicles, but the reasons for that will be hidden for quite a while. Just know there is a reason.
Jango: Now, this story is different from the others. Reason being, this world works differently from the one in the absolite chronicles, much to my own joy as you shall see later.
Pigeoncracker: There might be a fez. Very, very small chance, but its a fez *trails off dreamily*.
Hyperjade: Oooohhkay. Let us get started here before something crazy happens. Let the story begin!
Jango: And now, what I think is a large bunch of you have been waiting for...
New Age: World of Pokémon
Chapter One: Beginnings
Night
"Where is my son!?"
"Ma'am, please, we are trying to find him. Just remain calm-"
"Calm!? My child is missing! You should be finding him!"
"We're trying to, Ma'am! Please, we must continue the search. You may help us if you want. Can you please tell us where you last saw your son?"
"He… He wandered out in the middle of the night. The door was unlocked and he could be anywhere! I can't-"
"Please, Mrs. Oras, help us. Where does he go when he likes to be alone?"
"… He enjoys the forest. I only let him go to the sections containing no dangerous beasts." Mrs. Oras said, nearly reduced to tears at this point.
"The Ariados can be deadly poisonous, and we can only hope he has not invaded their territory. Would he know his way in the dark?"
"No," Mrs. Oras said, breaking down into tears. The man speaking to her near the edge of the forest gave her a bright flashlight.
"If you know where he may visit first, lead the way, Mrs. Oras," he instructed.
A determined look spread across the mother's face as she pointed her flashlight at the dark forest. At night, little could be seen within the dense undergrowth. With a resolve that seemed to come from nowhere, she set off in search of her son.
Unknown forest depths
A small, four-year-old boy wandered through the dark forest. In the day, the sunlight streaming through the dense foliage would be beautiful and serene. To most people, the dark replacing it is frightening and eerie. To this child, however, it is simply more difficult to see.
Oblivious to any danger, he raced through the undergrowth as children do; laughing and running about, getting himself hopelessly lost. The boy was so deep in the forest that the calls of the others died out long, long before they reached him.
The laughter of the boy was strangely quiet compared to others his age. It was like the child was laughing only to himself, or perhaps he simply loved the quiet in the forest and wished to return the favor.
This boy had always told his mother, Calia Oras, that he only went to the parts of the forests he was allowed in. This was actually a rather devious lie, especially for a four-year-old. In fact, he was 'friends' with pretty much every deadly creature in the forest, meaning he ran away from them while laughing that four-year-old laugh while they either gave chase in anger for the intrusion or, if they had more experience with him, shook their head and continued what they were doing.
The one who he repeatedly ran into was the resident Kangaskhan. The massive being, known for its protectiveness of a child, seemed willing to treat the four-year-old like one of her own. The human boy and her child were similar sizes anyhow.
This Kangaskhan was nowhere to be found today, probably sleeping wherever she lived. The boy did not mind, however. He never minded not being able to find his 'friends' and he might not even be too worried about losing his way home. There was always a Pokémon to chase him out of the forest and into the town though they never crossed the boundary.
Many of the more intelligent Pokémon living in the forest eventually recognized the boy after they had seen him once or twice, leading to some, like the Rhydon, to simply give a verbal scolding in pokespeak.
In human terms, the rock type had been saying "I've had enough of you, boy. Run on home before you get hurt".
Running about in the forest was a sure way to get yourself lost at night. It would be a miracle if this child ever made it out of the forest again. In fact, he was in a range of forest completely unexplored by humans to this date, meaning that he was quite deep in the forest.
When this child saw a brilliant light in the distance, he immediately made his way towards it. The light felt odd, interesting, and the first thing to go through a four-year-old's mind when they see or feel something interesting is 'I should probably check that out!'
Drawing near it, he saw something floating an inch above a pedestal that was glowing a harsh white color. The pedestal in question was a short pillar with pictograms drawn all over its hexagonal sides. The polyhedron floating above it slowly rotated under its own power, a bright essence covering it seemed to shine with power; almost obscuring the object it was surrounding.
Its power was something many have never felt, save those who have made the mistake of attacking a god Pokémon. One in particular, actually. When the four-year-old came to the area surrounding this pedestal, the stone floor started humming with power; some symbols on it glowing blue and white.
The beautiful polyhedron awaited the boy as he continued to move towards the center of the strange place. It was at this time the boy, as a small child would, decided to try and pick up the treasure.
As he slowly moved his hands up and on either side of the item, the humming around him grew somewhat louder, the symbols glowing brighter. He began to bring his hands together. Slowly, like one would expect someone suspecting a trap would do. The dramatics did not last long.
When the boy finally touched the aforementioned item, the intense energy of the polyhedron flowed towards him, creating a flash of light obscuring all else. Ten seconds later, the glow intensified until it turned into a pillar of light that erupted into the sky. It was not silent, instead blaring loud and clear throughout the entire forest with a massive "THRUMM!"
The light eventually died away, revealing an empty pedestal and a platform with runes that once glowed.
This… this beacon caught the attention of our searchers. They viewed the beam from a great distance away. How the child could have gone so far so quickly was beyond imagination, but it was all they had.
"Do you think?"
"We should check that out"
"What if my son is there!?"
"What could have caused such a thing!?"
"Get over there! If we saw it then that kid definitely did! You know how four year olds are like!"
"Yes sir!"
"Yes sir!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
As the group ran directly through the forest to reachwhatever created that light, the man in charge, Davis Ampia, began to grow concerned about where they were headed. "This is unknown territory, men. Stay on guard. We do not know what Pokémon lurk in these woods."
"Yes sir!"
"Mrs. Oras," Davis asked while they ran, noticing that the mother was having difficulty, "Do you wish to rest?"
"Don't you dare suggest that!" she snapped, immediately running faster in response, "I would never stop while my child is missing!"
At her harsh words, Davis regretted the notion that the mother should stop. After all, he once thought he lost hiskid and had run about like a maniac trying to find him, worrying himself and blaming himself. When it turned out the kid was just playing a spontaneous game of hide and seek, his relief had been beyond imaginable.
So when this mother found out her child had run off into the woods, she was bound to go crazy and run about trying to find him. Davis felt bad about what he had said as it had been insensitive; however, an apology would have sounded like a weak attempt at placating the mother.
Miraculously not being attacked by hungry carnivores, they made it to the source. Many seeing just a platform of stone and an empty pedestal. Mrs. Oras approached it, much to the dismay of the others.
"That could be dangerous," Davis warned her. She made her way to the pedestal anyways and laid a single hand on it. Nothing. The symbols did not glow. The beam of light did not reappear.
"My son," she sobbed, "Where are you?"
They searched more, of course, why would they not? Eventually, a few of them came back with Zubatshounding them; thankfully, only Zubats and not Golbats and the group had to remain together. The search had gone without success.
The residents of the town tried to help each day, many braving the forest to try and find the wayward child, but after a week nothing had been found. Not even the slightest trace. The only thing keeping the mother from going out into the dangerous forest on her own were the others; who at times had to restrain her.
"Oh, my son," Mrs. Oras would sob, "My Riley… Where have you gone?"
Thirteen years later…
Something blurred through the trees. Constantly changing elevations, alternating between different tree branches and the ground as it sprinted towards its destination.
It was quite a noisy being, scaring away the birds and even a few of the bigger Pokémon as it shot past. The bigger, meaner Pokémon backed off because they knew what it was.
There was no camouflage on the being, with its silver, rippling 'fur' and silver rod in hand, as well as brilliant orange hair on its head. Everyone near enough to hear it could see it, if they were not capable of either, the strong smell of sweat easily permeated their senses.
As it darted ahead, it practiced several techniques of movement. Spiraling through branches in unique acrobatic moves to thread the needle between troublesome branches, or landing in a roll to avoid most of the impact of falling from a tall tree.
Any others who saw it would not believe their eyes the first time. "These creatures aren't supposed to be able to do that!" they would say in their pokespeak. The being heard them and would just keep running.
The destination, of course, was a familiar pedestal that allowed travel to a secret place. Only one human had managed to get to before; although, completely by accident. The four-year-old boy by the name of Riley.
This being went to the small structure and put his hands on it, initiating the incredible pillar of light like it always would when travel was made possible. The first few times it had happened after the missing child incident, the people of Viridian City including the healer Yellow had tried to find the child once more; thinking that it had something to do with the boy's disappearance.
It did, but that's not the point.
The point was the child Riley had not been found. As the being used the pillar of light it had become so familiar with to return to his home, he looked around to see a Butterfree flapping its wings and staring.
Yellow's Butterfree.
The Butterfree was thinking about who the being must be, unable to see though the pillar of light. The creature watching hoped she did not report this to her human. Apparently, after watching the girl, he had noticed she could understand her Pokémon. It would be a nuisanceto be chased down by someone similar to him.
When the pillar of light vanished, so did the mystery person, his form having been impossible to distinguish. With a sense of defeat at not finding the boy, yet success in knowing what the pillar was for, the Butterfree known as Kitty flew off to find Yellow.
When the light faded in a new location, a time locked floating island otherwise unreachable by others was revealed as the red haired being stepped out. Now that he was no longer moving, it was evident that he was human. The only human to ever set foot in this place, and probably the last.
His silver clothes were actually made of threads of metal, woven into clothing to fit him. It was heavy to others, perhaps, but not to him.
And then there was the staff he wielded. The silver metal was not silver, rather it was an unknown metal capable of taking in energy and releasing it at the command of its user. Namely, the seventeen-year-old arriving at the island; his home for the past thirteen years.
This place was a sanctuary of sorts, mostly for Pokémon. He lived here, and at this point he might as well be a Pokémon. His strength was impressive. His abilities were beyond those of humans now. The boy had practically brawled with Pokémon his whole life.
"Hello, Riley!" a young Dratini called from where it waslounging in the water. It was said in pokespeak, butRiley heard it in his own language. That was an ability he had ever since coming here. Pokémon sounds were translated in his head so that they sounded human. For thirteen years, he had never heard a Pokémon speak the way they normally should.
"Hey, kid. You doing alright?" Riley asked, knowing the answer already.
Dratini still obliged, feeling great about talking to his friend. "I'm older than you, you know! I'm doing fine, thank you very much!"
Riley smiled at the fake attitude and the Dratini always smiled back. Both were good friends, despite the fact that the long lived dragon type was nearing fifty. She was still a kid by dragon standards.
They already knew what the other was thinking, having known each other for such a long time. Neither tried tomake small talk, they both knew what the other would say. They were such good friends that the conversation was not actually necessary.
Riley wandered towards an impressive tower. The tower held enough temporal energy to keep this island locked in time. The only thing that aged were the inhabitants. The blue and silver tower soared into the sky, its designs impressive and awe inspiring. The tower was the home to several steel types, psychic types, and other Pokémon. The ones that did not tended to live in the forest or the hills.
Every year, Riley was able to travel one floor higher because he had proven to his teacher that he was able to during an exam. Combat, intelligence, planning, and the like. As his teacher became more and more satisfied with his abilities, he allowed him to travel further up the building. His teacher was always on the highest floor he could go.
Having turned seventeen five days ago, Riley was willing to soon discover what challenge the old teacher had for him now; however, if he was told to wait he would wait without complaint.
The tower was a strange place. Each floor had either one, two, or three rooms. No staircases were present;instead, each floor was accessible by a strange disc that would glow and then raise and lower to different floors.
Riley was going to the floor right under the top.
"Teacher!" Riley called, walking towards the blue metal being floating near a window. This floor held a singularroom and held a place to sleep for Riley; who, unlike the rest of the Pokémon, needed a specific environment to sleep.
"HELLO, CHILD," The being said in a monotonous metal tone, turning around to reveal himself as a Metagross. "IT HAS BEEN TWO DAYS, TWELVE HOURS, AND THIRTY-SEVEN MINUTES SINCE YOUR DEPARTURE TO THE HUMAN WORLD. DID YOU LEARN ANYTHING?"
"Yes," Riley replied, noting that Metagross was already making calculations, reading his heartbeat and other things using his psychic powers. You could never lie to Metagross. You could never trick it or outsmart it.
"I got a bit closer to the human settlement beyond the forest, close enough to see the people themselves. One particular human had me intrigued; another who could understand her Pokémon and this one could even heal them."
"YOU SPEAK OF THE GIRL NAMED YELLOW," Metagross replied instantly, "THE GIRL WHO WAS GIFTED WITH THE AURA OF THE VIRIDIAN FOREST, THE HEALER. THERE IS SOMETHING YOU WISH TO TELL ME?"
He figured that out quick. Riley felt really bad about this, but he had to get it out. "The girl, the viridian girl, Yellow. Her Butterfree happened upon the gateway to this world. He could not see through the beam, but he saw my silhouette and I believe he knew it was a human silhouette."
"I SEE," Metagross intoned "THE VIRIDIAN GIRL IS OF LITTLE THREAT. SHE CANNOT ENTER."
"But how could she not be a threat? She's a human!"
"SHE IS A HUMAN WHO UNDERSTANDS POKEMON AND WOULD POSE NO DIRECT THREAT TO THE INHABITANTS," Metagross said, turning around for a moment and floating over to the window overlooking the island.
"THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE YOU DESIRE. I ASSUME YOU WISH TO BE CHALLENGED, RILEY ORAS?"
Metagross was the only being Riley knew who used his last name. He was unsure of its meaning. Metagross had told him it was a word that means something related to 'Dialga', whoever the heck this Dialga was.
"Yes," Riley said with a previously nonexistent manner of respect and professionalism, "I do wish to be challenged today. May I ask, what will be at the top of this tower?"
"YOU MAY NOT. TODAY YOUR CHALLENGE SHALL BE ADVANCED COMBAT, ADVANCED STEALTH AND ADVANCED SPEED." Metagross intoned impassively.
"All at once?" Riley raised his eyebrow, "What is the nature of this challenge?"
"YOU SHALL FACE THREE IN BATTLE. ONE MUST BE DEFEATED WITH BRUTE STRENGTH, ONE MUST BE DEFEATED USING STEALTH, AND ONE HAS ATTACKS THAT YOU MUST AVOID. IS THIS ACCEPTABLE?"
"Of course it is."
No lie would ever come to be uttered between student and teacher. They cannot without a valid reason and the student has lived most of his life with the teacher. Thus, neither would lie.
"YOUR FIRST CHALLENGE WHICH MUST BE DEFEATED WITH STRENGTH ALONE. YOU SHALL FACE TROPIUS." Metagross intoned, floating over to the side as a massive, long necked Pokémon soared into the window. Its wings were four large leaves and fruit dangled from its neck. The grass and flying type Tropius towered far above Riley.
"Ah, Tropius!" Riley exclaimed, recognizing his friend. The two of them had spent plenty of time talking when Riley was little. She showed him the bliss of flying during that age. No longer a boy, it was Riley's turn to show his own power.
"Hello, my friend," Tropius said, her sweet tone hardened with resolve, "I understand that I am to combat you. This pains me, but without this battle you cannot continue" Tropius didn't want to hurt the child she saw as a son, but how could the child meet Dialga if he did not prove himself? Metagross had chosen her to test the child; so she would oblige.
Riley, for his part, was surprised but understanding at the appearance of his friend. "It pains me too, Tropius. However, we both understand why this challenge has come, and so…" He lifted his quarterstaff horizontally in front of him "...I must defeat you, to the best of my ability."
Tropius bowed her head in acceptance and Riley bowed in response. Now they just waited for the word. Both knew that no matter who won, neither being would think any different of the other.
"BEGIN."
Riley immediately barreled towards Tropius who waited patiently for the boy to approach. Her first move, considering this was a physical match, was to simply try and smash him underfoot. With a cry of challenge, he leaped.
Tropius's eyes widened at the sight of him practically vanishing and landing several hits on various parts of her body. She had still expected him to be a kid. One at the base of the wings, several up the neck, and finally her head was knocked downward by titanic blow.
Riley was fast, impressively so. Being able to change directions and strike at multiple weak points was a feat no human she had ever seen would be able to accomplish. Her wings were all required for proper flight and it appeared that he had damaged one of them in the flurry of strikes
Tropius took the strikes in silence, deciding to be serious about this. She had feared hurting the child, but that was not going to happen. Force was indeed necessary.
She beat her wings at Riley, hoping to smack him away,but immediately noticed that her right forewing was not working properly. This was the side Riley dodged to. He had to aim for her head, knowing he could not do very much damage to Tropius' thick skin. Now that he had disabled her flight, all he had to do was at least enough damage for Metagross to stop the battle.
Tropius was attempting to figure out what she must do to at least slow Riley down. She was finding it hard to think while the blows rained down on her head. She was durable, but at this rate he would tire her out quick.
"Enough!" Tropius shouted, moving her head around to try and grab the fighting prodigy. The boy slammed her right in the forehead with the heavy end of his quarterstaff, using the thing to push himself right on top of Tropius' head.
Without full use of all of her wings, she could not send much of a gust at the boy who was doing his best to give her a concussion. Tropius's physical durability was why she was chosen for a fight to prove strength.
If she could get Riley to the ground, she could basically step on him if he was stunned. Inside the building, her speed was not so great. The chlorophyll ability did not activate indoors, unless the sun was directly on the field, perhaps through a window.
By whipping her neck around sporadically, Tropius dislodged Riley and sent him skidding to a stop near the wall where Metagross hovered. Riley took a stance on the ground, three points of contact on the steel surface. Tropius recognized it as an adaptation of a quadrupedal Pokémon preparing to pounce.
And he did. His charge reminded Tropius of the time she battled with a Manectric. No human should be capable of such speed, but alas, here was one defying her very words.
A brilliant warrior resides in that boy, Tropius thought proudly, Dialga would be proud.
Riley slammed into Tropius' face with a force worthy of the dragon god of time. Unconsciousness came quicklyto the grass/flying type. The battle had been relatively quick, definitely quick enough to pass the first test.
"YOUR SECOND OPPONENT IS PORYGON Z AND RIOLU. DEFEAT WITH STEALTH." Using Psychic to move Tropius out of the way onto a platform, Metagross caused the platform with the Tropius on it to lower to some other floor. Riley knew that the two opposingPokémon would come from there come.
Riley frowned at the thought that Riolu can detect emotions. This one might be able to do so well. Metagross decided to make it at least somewhat fair by bending the metal in the ceiling and floor to make pillars and boxes and other places to hide. Riley dove behind one of them as the lift climbed up to the top.
He knew that to avoid having his emotions detected, you had to clear all emotion from your mind. He just fought a rather good friend of his, and his mind was a bit muddled. To succeed, he had to get rid of those feelings. It helped that Tropius was no longer in the same room.
He speculated that if he was even discovered once, he might fail. Failure today was not an option to Riley. And so he suppressed his emotions until he only had thoughtsabout the Pokémon searching for him.
Porygon Z was a strange Pokémon. It floated as its main form of transportation and with a disembodied head, it was capable of locking onto any target it sees, making it able to attack you constantly no matter where you are. Psybeam and tri-attack are annoying as well.
Then there was the Riolu, able to read and locate the source of emotions. If he sensed Riley and found him, Porygon Z could easily lock onto Riley and track him. If that were to happen, he would have no chance of stealth. He had one chance, and he had to take both of them down unseen.
They were smaller, so one good hit should suffice. If he could hit both at once…
Riley could not know where they were without listening at least a little. Riolu's footsteps were light and the Porygon Z's would be completely silent, it floated instead of walking. It would make an almost invisible humming sound as the processors inside it worked instead.
The only thing that told Riley the Pokémon had arrived was the lift humming its way to the top and stopping there. The room was dead silent.
Soft padding reached the ears of Riley through the silence. Because of how the two of them allowed him tolocate them so easily and because that was the point, they should be together. Should.
Riley moved slowly around the block of metal he was behind. He reminded himself that Riolu tend to have good ears as well. He had taken a few lessons on silent movement, but probably not enough to avoid making any noise.
If the Riolu heard him, he would have to move quicker than even he was capable of. Riley was only human,after all. Regardless of him being a Pokémon trained, powered up human. He was stronger, faster, and tougher than other humans. This he knew, despite never having seen other humans in combat.
This would have to end quickly. One bounce against a pillar and if he did it right, he should hit both in the head with one hit. If not, he could at least hit one and dispatch the other quickly. If he was seen at all, would Metagross tell him he failed?
Not an option.
Knowing he would only have one shot, he silently counted down from three as he focused on the path he would take.
One…
Two…
THREE!
Riley shot forward and away from his hiding spot,acutely aware of the noise he made. The two Pokémon tasked with finding him had turned to find the source of the noise and went to look. Another noise reached the Riolu's ears from the side, prompting it to try and turn towards that, but it was far too late.
When the strike hit both targets, it knocked the enemies out in one hit; as Riley had intended. Both targets hit the metal floor. As the battle ended, the metal structures bent back into the floor by Metagross's high powered psychic attack.
"IMPRESSIVE," Metagross said, moving back to the center of the room, "AS I INFORMED YOU, YOUR NEXT TEST WILL BE THAT OF SPEED."
Metagross moved his four legs so that he was no longer in the form he was when floating and crashed into the metal ground with enough power to shake the tower itself. Riley had not a clue what the heck was going on until Metagross said, "YOU WILL AVOID MY OWN ATTACKS FOR THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES. BEGIN."
"What!?" Riley cried out, backing up. Metagross raised a claw and shot a rather slow moving swift at him. This attack was to get Riley moving, and it worked. Slow as it may be compared to a normal swift, these stars would go straight to a human.
Riley began his efforts to race around Metagross, who did what he tended to do when he was walking; move rather slowly. Riley was not able to stay directly behind Metagross because of the swift attack which follows an enemy indefinitely. The more powerful the Pokémon, the longer lasting the swift. Metagross was the strongest Pokémon Riley knew.
Furthermore, the stars did not travel in a path following the target, as most swift attacks do. Each star was individually following Riley. This meant that it would be more difficult to avoid them.
Metagross was not fast enough without floating to turn around and do things like deal with me himself. So he sent another swift after his pupil. Metagross's other attacks were slow and powerful, so slow that Riley would have no trouble dodging. Thus, Metagross had devised a plan in the span of half a second.
Riley suddenly found that the swift attacks were doing some very clever maneuvers around him, like a flock of evil birds coming to get him. Riley recognized the blue outline around them.
"Oi! Psychic swift? Really?!" Riley complained as the young boy started batting the stars away with his staff while running. The stars from swift should have dissipated on contact with the staff, but due to the nature of the staff, the stars were instead absorbed into the staff. Riley promptly discharged the energy towards Metagross in an effort to show his annoyance at the new challenge.
The small yellow beam bounced off, of course, because Metagross was a steel type and swift was a normal type. More than that, this Metagross in particular was impressively strong.
The respect Riley had for his teacher was the major reason he ever acted professionally around the Pokémon at all. If he did not respect the genderless being, he probably would be rather rash and impulsive. Not often was the teen able to act like he wanted to.
This respect made Riley even more determined to win. Impressing Metagross was not easy. If Riley managed to impress Metagross, even a tiny bit. That would be quite an achievement.
The other thing driving Riley being his infernalcuriosity. He may have been raised by Pokémon, but his entire being practically leaned towards danger. He was only human, after all.
That was, at least, the words Pokémon would use to describe the antics of a human. The dragon types that live here and had spent at least some time with humans taught Riley most of what he currently knew of the human world.
Riley would win. Metagross could never hurt him. That swift attack would never make contact; neither would the hyper beam Riley saw out of the corner of his eye.
Metagross now was controlling the hyper beam somehow. Hyper beam is a fast attack, so with it curving around Riley, it became a game of acrobatics. The swift attack meant Riley had to keep moving, and the hyper beam meant he had to leap and twirl around like a flying type using acrobatics.
The one-minute mark passed and it was already tougher than anything Riley had ever dealt with. Regardless, he promised himself. He would win, and things would work out. The fire in Riley's eyes intensified.
This was the real challenge. Tropius had been a primary test, despite her power. Riolu and Porygon Z were together another basic test. Riley had taken down tougher tests than this. Metagross was basically teasing him. What led an impassive being to do that, Riley would never know.
Things started to get unfair after two minutes when Metagross fired a second hyper beam. "Oh, for the love of-" Riley muttered before dropping down to the floor for just an instant. The hyper beams so fast and powerfulthat Metagross could not change its direction as fast as it could control the swift attack.
Because of this, when Metagross tried to turn around they struck the floor and the wall and exploded behind Riley, making a scene worthy of an action movie.
Riley had not outsmarted Metagross; rather, he had outsmarted his challenge. The ageless teacher had set up a way to escape the test and this was it. Because one hyper beam was added each minute, Riley could handle each one quickly.
In fact, Riley suspected that if Metagross wanted to, he could make the beams bounce like they were reflecting off of solid objects. He was purposely making his challenge possible. For this, Riley thanked him. Mentally, He still had a swift to deal with.
Three minutes, three hyper beams and an extra swift attack later, Riley was still untouched. The attacks stopped coming as Metagross decided enough was enough. The test was over. Riley, breathing hard, crouched in his position where he rested, his staff ready to absorb any attacks.
"...WELL DONE."
Riley looked up slowly, sweat dripping from his face. It was over. He won. Riley won the battle. "Teacher… I-I have-"
"YOU HAVE EARNED YOUR WAY, BUT ALLOW RIOLU TO HEAL YOU. HE HAS AWOKEN ANDHAS LEARNED HEAL PULSE."
"Hang on, what? Riolu was in good condition?" Riley demanded, losing his professionalism in his shock. Riolu was revealed in the dust, barely standing. He did not speak, just generated a pink rippling aura in hispalms. He went to heal Riley, wincing while he did so.
"Stop."
One word. The entire room echoed it. There was no word with more power, more force than the word it is said with absolute confidence and conviction. When someone like Riley says stop, everyone stops and waits.
This is what the Riolu did. Metagross turned to Rileyand he began to explain himself. "You would ask this Riolu to use some of his own aura to heal me when he can barely stand!?" Riley reprimanded, "That is downright ridiculous! Riolu, turn off that heal pulse. I cannot allow you to harm yourself."
Riolu seemed stunned by the outburst, but he obeyednevertheless. The pink swirling sphere flowed back into the Pokémon's paws, allowing him to gather the energy back. Riley knew that heal pulse used a lot of power and it probably wouldn't fully heal him anyways. Either way, he could continue to walk. He did not need to behealed.
"Why, Metagross? Why would you ask this Riolu to put himself in danger?" Riley asked in a quiet, forewarningvoice. Metagross said nothing in reply for a while.
This was not because of any sense of guilt. It was because he wanted Riley to handle this here and now. Tropius was not a real test. The stealth test had not been real. Even the speed and evasion test… Had been to stall and allow this Riolu to get to his paws.
Because the real test was whether Riley cared more about himself, of if he cared more about the health of the Pokémon, including other beings in general.
And Riley passed.
"COME WITH ME." Metagross intoned as he folded his legs in and began to float. He meandered over to the elevator, a lost looking Riley following dutifully. Riley, for his part, thought he had failed. He was fine with failing here and he had lost a little respect for the Metagross.
Metagross had calculated that Riley would get the wrong idea. He had also calculated that the young and somewhat angry boy would be very confused when they went up instead of down.
If Metagross had a proper way to do so, (not to mention emotions at all) he would have smiled. Riley was in for a show and he would finally meet Dialga. He had earned his way this far, now he gets to meet one of the most powerful beings in the universe.
Riley, not knowing that Dialga even existed and feeling rather frustrated with Metagross's shenanigans with the Riolu. Speaking of the small Pokémon, Riley ruffled his ears absentmindedly. When the small being looked up into Riley's eyes, he found a strange compassion there. He had heard humans were terrible from other Pokémon, but this one seemed to be all right.
The compassion in the gesture and the look differed from the frustration the human had shown Metagross at the thought that he was asking Riolu to waste his energy healing him when he barely had the energy to stand. Riley knew exactly what he thought about that. He thought it was a waste of energy and a waste of life.
But imagine Riley's surprise as the slab began to go up instead of down. As Metagross had suspected, the child was completely flabbergasted. "What?" He started, but stopped himself short. He blankly looked at Metagross,unable to fathom what he was doing, just like the poorRiolu.
Porygon Z was still unconscious.
"What is at the top of this tower?" Riley asked his teacher.
Metagross turned to him. "YOU SHALL NOW MEET DIALGA. YOU MUST BE RESPECTFUL. TODAY YOU HAVE EARNED YOUR WAY TO THE TOP."
"Who the hell is Dialga?"
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