Chapter 2: "Now It's Official"
Here's the second chapter! This was really fun to type out with all of the small stuff that happens. Again, recurring OCs are still needed and accepted through PMs only.
Rosie, Jocelyn, and Michayla ran the rest of the way to the Pokemon lab, and burst through the doors. Sure enough, many Pokemon had jumped out of the open window, and were darting into the small, thin woods behind the lab.
In the middle of the lab, Professor Elm stood looking disoriented. An eleven year old boy with slick silver hair smiled at the girls, holding a Cyndaquil in his arms.
"What in the name of Palkia happened here?" Michayla cried, looking at the cluttered papers that were strewn all over the room. She had always expected labs to be all neat, much cleaner than her own bedroom.
The silver haired boy shrugged. "I just got here, really. Professor Elm has been standing there for a while, too."
Jocelyn ran over to the professor and waved her hand in his face. "Professor Elm? Hello?" She stomped her purple high tops onto his churchlike shoes, hard.
"Ow!" Professor Elm cried, hopping on one foot, the other held in his hand. "Ow, ow, ouch!"
"Jocelyn!" Michayla and Rosie cried, in unison.
Their friend shrugged in response. "What? It woke him up, right?"
Professor Elm shook his head, and rubbed his foot one last time. He turned his attention to the four children in the room, and blushed.
"Uh, hi." He basically whispered, surveying the mess and emptiness of the room. "As you can see, the Pokemon have escaped."
"How in the world did that happen?" Rosie asked. "Aren't there only three of them?"
Scratching his head, Elm sighed. "Well, no. You see, I originally had two of each Johto starter, but then I heard that there would be many new trainers this year. So, my old teacher, Professor Oak sent the three Kanto starters here. Then, I heard the real amount of new trainers. So, I ended up having to catch other Pokemon as well. Like Clefairy, Jigglypuff, and others." He paused, and took a deep breath.
A long pause fell onto the room, until Jocelyn broke the silence.
"No offense, Professor, but you mean to say that you weren't able to keep some Pokemon contained in pokeballs?" She cried, and her curly hair wagged. "And you call yourself a scientist!"
Professor Elm blushed even harder, turning beet red. "I know, I know! But you see, they were eating and the Misdreavus was stealing food, and they all ran off for Route 29." Elm turned and frowned sheepishly at the fire type that the silver haired boy held. "Except for Cyndaquil, but he's pretty mild mannered."
The silver haired boy grinned and nodded, which caused his long hair to shake out. "I figured that. That's why I picked him." He looked over at Jocelyn. "You're certainly the outspoken one."
Rosie got a good look at the boy, and took in his silver and blue outfit. His golden brown eyes were nearly hidden beneath the blue hat that he wore. He looked to be slightly older than Rosie, maybe by a year.
She was about to ask him his name, but Jocelyn beat her to it. "What's that supposed to mean?" The short girl pouted, narrowing her grayish hazel eyes into a glare. She stopped glaring and quickly turned back to Professor Elm as if she remembered something. "Hang on! You had a Misdreavus?"
"And random, too it seems." The silver haired boy replied under his breath.
Collapsing into a chair, Professor Elm sighed and nodded. "Yes, yes. If it's not too much to ask, could you please look for them? I know that it sounds pretty unprofessional, but I'm desperate!" He hung his head and took a deep breath. "They ran out for Route 29."
Michayla was the first to nod. "Yeah, we'll do that. Meanwhile, Professor, you should get some ice for your foot. Jocelyn's kicks hurt!" After grabbing a few of the pokeballs on the lab table, She raced out the door, her shiny black ponytail flying up in the wind.
Without a word, Jocelyn raced after her. Rosie stopped at the door when the silver haired boy called to her.
"By the way," He began, standing up straight. "The name's Vergil. Vergil Hawkins. And you are?"
Rosie smiled, warmly. "Oh, I'm Rosie Greene." To Rosie, the Vergil guy's appearance was odd, but he seemed okay. "See ya around!"
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On his way to the lab, Kuro wasn't expecting to be blasted by water. It was completely random! He'd been walking down the dusty road, whistling "Yankee Doodle" to himself when he had been blasted backwards by water.
"Hey!" Kuro cried, jumping up. "What's the big idea!" He was soaking wet, and his clothes clung to him like a second skin.
Kuro was thankful that his pendant was tucked underneath his shirt, and hadn't been touched by the water, but still! The culprit, a Totodile, hopped out of the bushes grinning madly. He was followed by a quiet Munchlax, a sneering Misdreavus, and cawing Murkrow.
Groaning and glaring, Kuro advanced towards the Pokemon, his fists raised. "I'm going to kill you, you-!"
That was when Jake and Darren came walking down the road, both eying Kuro and the Pokemon with surprise and curiosity. Jocelyn came running from the other direction, screeching to a halt when she saw the scene as well.
Darren had his hands stuffed in his pockets, and looked the scene over, calmly. "Okay, uh, Kuro?"
Jocelyn threw one of the pokeballs that she had grabbed from the lab, and managed to capture the still sneering Misdreavus in it. "Gotcha!" The girl did a quick victory dance before stuffing the pokeball in her jean pocket. "Yes! I caught Misdreavus!"
"Jocelyn?" Jake cried, looking from Kuro to the Pokemon. "Uh, Kuro is your name, right?"
Shaking water off his brown hair, Kuro nodded sullenly. "Yeah, sure." He turned his attention angrily back to the Totodile who now advenced towards him, laughing. "What's so funny?"
The Totodile shrugged, and kept on laughing. Behind him, the Munchlax and Murkrow came over to both Jake and Darren, staring at the two humans with curiousity. Totodile jumped into Kuro's arms, and laughed some more.
"Totodile!" He cried, squirting a tiny bit of water onto Kuro's face. "Dile, totodile!"
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Cole walked swiftly past Oddish, and through a grassy field, simply booming with energy. Sunkern and Hoppip were grazing underneath the golden rays of sunshine and Combee were buzzing from tree to tree, looking for honey.
Even with an outdated map, Cole had a feeling that New Bark Town was definitely close. He walked faster just thinking about it.
As the road kept winding and Cole kept walking he soon saw that he was leaving the field and entering a more craggy area. The terrain was quite rocky, and lined with boulders. Geodude were imitating rocks, and blending right in.
"Well, I'll have to get used to traveling to new areas." Cole remarked to himself, stopping for a quick break.
Just then, an orange, small Pokemon ran out from between two giant rough boulders, fear evident in its huge eyes. It ran at Cole, and grabbed on tightly to his jeans. "Char! Char!"
Cole, surprised, knelt down beside the Pokemon. "Whoa! Well, you're in shock? What's wrong?" He patted it a few times in order to calm it, but it kept breathing hard and kept his eyes on the odd rock formation.
The formation moved, causing Cole to jump. It stood up tall, now looking like a large rocky creature with horns. It narrowed small eyes at Cole, and let out a mighty roar of fury. Lumbering towards Cole and the orange Pokemon, it crumbled gravel and stones under its heavy feet.
"Rhydon!" It let out another roar as it charged at Cole.
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Jogging quickly down a path lined with trees, Rosie's light amber eyes darted everywhere. She had been chasing after Michayla and Jocelyn, but her short curly haired friend had gone in another direction, while the taller raven haired beauty had run straight ahead.
In her mind, Rosie cursed for ever having joined the track team with Michayla. "Darn you!"
Rosie kept on running, glad that she was wearing running shoes. A pokeball was held firmly in one of her hands, and she had her Pokegear in the other. She ran faster, kicking up dust and gravel. That's when she collided with a boy.
"Owww!" The boy cried out both in shock and pain. "What just hit me?"
Rosie recovered from the collision first, and stood up. The boy had spiky black hair and his eyes were closed shut. He was dressed quite plainly, and Rosie wondered why he had his arms crossed over his chest, holding some sort of bag. She then realized that he was holding a tired looking Charmander in his arms.
"Oh my Dialga!" Rosie cried, grabbing the boy around the arm. "Are you okay? I'm so so sorry! I was in such a hurry! Is that Charmander alright? Are you okay?" She was acting as hyper as Jocelyn which was definitely not a good thing.
The boy allowed Rosie to tug him up to a standing position and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just heading for New Bark Town, if you know where it is."
"Yeah! I do!" Rosie cried, nodding fiercely. "Is your Charmander all right?"
"I'm not too sure." The boy replied, staring down at the orange fire type. "We both got into a rough squabble with a Rhydon. It was after us for awhile, but we might have outran it."
Rosie nodded, looking behind the boy to see for herself. In the far distance, she could make out a large Pokemon chasing something familiar. Maybe just another Pokemon? Squinting more Rosie saw a human figuire run behind a tree, long black hair flowing in a ponytail. It looked like... Michayla!
"I've got to go back!"Rosie cried, pointing towards the chase. "One of my best friends is over there!"
The boy looked to where her point was directed, and shook his head grimly. "Honestly, I never expected Pokemon to be so agressive." He turned back to Rosie, and sighed. "I'm really sorry about your friend, but there's nothing that we can do. Even if Charmander was feeling fit, I do recall reading that rock is strong against fire. We just have to hurry and get help."
Rosie shook her own head, and looked back. "No. I can't leave Michayla here. Can you go grab help while I try to distract Rhydon? Please?"
Cole looked at Rosie hard, and nodded slowly. "Okay, but you need to be careful. Duck behind rocks and trees when it tries to attak. That's what I did." He was just about to run down the road when Charmander cried out in alarm.
"Char!" It cried raising its head up. "Charmander!" It hopped out of Cole's arms and landed on the ground. "Char!"
"Are you certain that you'refit enough?" Cole asked, looking down at Charmander with a look of impress. When Charmander nodded, Cole looked to Rosie. "Alright, we'll help. We'll run and get help."
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Rosie rushed down a rocky hill, down to the field with yellow grass below. This field was full of hard rocks and boulders, with only one tree. It ended in a cliff that overlooked a more green field. As she got closer, she saw that Michayla was now standing behind the wide oak tree. She wasn't alone though.
Attacking the Rhydon were two small Pokemon, a blue bird with cotton wings that Rosie couldn't recognize, and a small green grass type with a big leaf on its head. Rosie knew that one too well.
"Chikor!"Chikorita slammed Rhydon in the side with Vine Whip, and jumped back to duck Mega Kick. "Chi!"
Michayla came from behind the tree with a thick looking stick in one hand, a look of fear in her dark eyes. She saw Rosie and gasped in relief. "Rosie! Go get help! Hurry!"
"Don't worry!" Rosie called back in a rush. "Help's coming!"
"Swab!" The blue bird Pokemon flapped its wings and let out a Gust attack. This certainly did nothing to Rhydon, who simply batted the Pokemon away. "Blu!" The blue Pokemon smacked into the oak tree, and fell down limply onto the yellow grass.
Michayla ran from behind her cover and scooped up the still Pokemon in her arms, Rosie following right behind her. "What are we supposed to do?"
Rhydon towered over Michayla and the fallen Pokemon, and raised its rocky fist. "Rhy!"
"Chikor!" Before Rhydon could attack, a vine came from behind and slashed him on the shoulder. Chikorita sent out Razor Leaf, and managed to leave a few scratches on Rhydon. "Chik!"
Its attention now on Chikorita, Rhydon turned its attack on it as well. It stomped the ground around Chikorita, and the grass type had to run in the opposite direction. Chikorita now stood on the steep cliff, a look of helplesness on its face. Rhydon prepared to use Mega Kick.
"No!" Rosie cried out loud, half running and half falling towards Chikorita. She close her arms on the grass type and held her tightly in her arms, ducking the Mega Kick by an inch.
Rhydon stomped again, and the steep cliff began to creak under its weight.
Rosie heard a crumble, and the next thing she knew, she was falling.
Cliffhanger! Only one OC appeared in this chapter, but more should show up in either chapter 4 or 5. This update was really slow, but the next one should be much faster.
