Chapter 2: William's Lecture
The little black bundle of trouble looked up inquisitively at s new owner. The troupe had only walked half an hour, but realized that they needed a game plan to survive. They stopped at a red-fruited trees that William spotted. Before they tried the fruit, they decided to observe their new discovery.
Simon wasn't the only one to think it was adorable, but he was the only one to say it aloud. The largest contribution to its cuteness was its large eyes that were black like its fur. They blended in, but still had a presence that made the new Pokemon look adorable.
Jacob peeked over William's shoulder to see what William was scribbling on his notepad. He was sketching the Pokemon in front of him with great detail. "You're a pretty good artist." Jacob said to him.
Simon cut in. "I guess he's trying to compensate for something." His forced joke was quickly ignored as he hung his head in shame.
William responded to Jacob with his nose still snug in his work. "I figured I'd log what we see while we're here. Think about it. If we discover the whole land and supply information for hundreds of species of Pokemon, we'd transcend our bosses instantly." Ralph's eyes lit up. "So, as first to own this species, what would you like to name it. And I'd suggest you make it relevant. In other words, don't name it after yourself just because you think it's powerful."
Jack chuckled and said, "Why would he name something so weak after himself?"
William looked up from his sheet. "Well then he shouldn't name it after Simon." Simon clenched his fist, but took a deep breath and calmed down. "Got a name for it yet?"
Jacob peered close to his new acquaintance. His eyes were met by the two large eyes of the sleek black cat. It clawed at his Team Rocket hat, knocking it off to reveal his buzzcut of black hair. "How about Panthade? Sounds cool."
Ralph nodded and said, "It does sound very cool, and I don't have any other ideas."
"Well you found it, so it's your choice." His face went stern. "Now tell us how many other Pokeballs you have in there."
Everyone else took interest. They also wanted to have some Pokeballs. Pokeballs meant new Pokemon in this land. Pokemon meant protection. Pokemon meant supremacy. Pokemon meant power.
"Why should I give you all these Pokeballs? They're mine! If you wanted Pokeballs, you should have brought some of your own," Jacob scowled in a menacing tone.
Jack decided to let loose his anger early. He grabbed Jacob by the shoulders. "Listen, punk! We need those Pokeballs!" Jack shook Jacob violently as he screamed into his face. "AND I EXPECT TO GET THEM!"
Ralph was equally desperate, but still had a classic rivalry in his mind. "Cool down, hothead. Is it that time of the month for you or something?"
Jack dropped Jacob, letting him collapse to the floor, and lunged toward Ralph. Ralph was knocked off his feet. "Oh, I'll shed some blood alright, you god damn pirate." He broke a stick off of a tree and flung it at him. Ralph clumsily, but successfully dodged the ballistic stick and returned with a rock. Jack had to duck, but successfully avoided the rock.
Jack, who was still ducking, started to charge at Ralph, who was still on the ground. Ralph, had to act quick, but he completed one successful jump, from the ground all the way up. His jump gave him more momentum to reach far enough to grab an overhanging limb. The Magma Grunt barely missed his tackle as the Aqua Grunt made his way up onto the limb, hugging the center of the tree to hang on.
Pure rage was in Jack's eyes as he turned around to see his opponent in a tree. He was about to make a charging jump, until a hand grabbed his hood. He turned around to see William. "Stop it! I know you hate him, but stop."
"But he-"
"Oh, don't act like a spoiled child. We need to learn to survive together if we want to survive at all. Ralph! Out of the tree!" Ralph, confused by the sudden change, jumped out of the tree and scratched his head. "Now, Jacob. How many Pokeballs are in your bag?"
Jacob, who was equally confused by this, still did as he was told. He poured all of the Pokeballs out of his bag. After a minute of counting, he said. "Thirteen."
William, still gripping Jacks hood, nodded. He spoke slowly as if everyone else had difficulty grasping the concept. "Now, let's all use our brains for a minute. Jacob already has a Pokeball for Panthade, and Simon has one for his Zubat. So Jack. How many Pokeballs will we each get?"
Jack, who was angry about being treated like a child, responded with "3."
Simon released Jack's hood. "Good. Now Jacob. We need to learn how to share. Right?"
Jacob sighed. "Right."
"So we need to work together to survive, and therefore."
Jacob paused. Of all of the grunts of Team Plasma, he had to be trapped in an unknown land with the one who deserved to be an admin.
Jacob gave everyone their 3 pokeballs with much disdain. When he got
to William, he gave a slight chuckle to what he had seen from him.
This was no ordinary Grunt, which of course was bad news for everybody
else.
Simon spoke up. ''So now what do we do?'' What were they going to do?
All that came to mind was more exploring, but they had to do something
other than explore in the new land. Unfortunately, for now, exploring
was the only valid option.
Jacob took charge. "We'll have a look around this place, maybe see if we can find some new Pokemon. Then if our bosses ever find us, then we'll give them the Pokemon we find. If we find a place we like, then we can set up our camp there. It will be the official Team HQ in No Man's Land."
"I don't think No Man's Land is an appropriate name. I mean, look at the trees. They're beautiful!" Simon wailed.
"All in favor of No Man's Land!" Everyone but Simon raised his hand. Jacob looked around. "No Man's Land it is." Simon sighed.
Suddenly, sounds were heard. It sounded like Pokemon. Angry Pokemon. It was coming from behind the bushes. The angry calls, one sounding like some sort of ogre, and one sounding more gentle, like a Mew, gradually got louder and louder. The sounds echoed off of the trees surrounding the Grunts.
Suddenly it all stopped for just a moment. There was another moment of complete silence. Only the sound of the calm breeze. Suddenly, a tree shook violently!
The five hid behind a bush near the tree to see what was going on. Panthade crawled up into the tree to watch. Jacob tried to motion it down, but it remained up in the tree overlooking the scene.
Despite the dense canopies seen earlier in the jungle, this area was more open, with a wide clearing with little to no trees except the scattered ones surrounding the battle taking place. Past the battle, the ocean was seen. Wherever they were, they had hit one end of the land, but they were paying attention the battle between the two mysterious wild Pokemon.
The one on the left at first appeared to be a small Golem. After further inspection, they noticed that it had flames periodically protruding out from behind the boulders of which it was comprised. Unlike a Golem, its head was on the top of its body and it had stronger, more human-like legs and arms. This structure gave it the body shape of a fat child. Jack instantly took a liking to this one.
On the right, they saw a floating bubble. Inside of the bubble was a small pink fish. Simon would later mention it looked like a Finneon. The Pokemon was glowing, using psychic powers to hold up the bubble that it was inside. Ralph looked at this Pokemon with awe.
Suddenly, there was an outburst from the fire Pokemon when he picked up a stick, lit it on fire, and threw it at its opponent. The water Pokemon manipulated the bubble around it to hit the stick so that the fire was doused. The stick, stopped by the water, then dropped to the ground. The fire Pokemon ducked down as a rock sent by the water type's psychic whizzed by its head.
It looked as if the Pokemon on the left was about to raise hell as a soft cry was heard, causing everything to stop. Suddenly, a figure came out of a tree next to them, under Panthade. The ghost-type looked like an angel: pale as a ghost, and a fitting halo. It approached the flaming Pokemon, and touched it with a glowing finger it had under its white robe. The fire Pokemon appeared to had been healed, with more energy than ever before. It did the same thing to the Pokemon in the bubble. The water Pokemon did an underwater backflip.
The serenity was made beautiful by the presence of the mysterious ghost, only to be shattered as Panthade lost its footing in the tree. Panthade landed on Simon's face, causing him to involuntarily scream.
The three Pokemon looked over to the humans as Jacob hit his forehead with his hand.
Their temporary cover had already been blown, so Jack was the first to rise from the bushes with his Pokeball. On the windup, William shouted to remind him. "YOU HAVE TO WEAKEN IT!"
It was too late. He cursed as he threw his Pokeball at his lively target. Luckily for him, the Pokemon had never seen a Pokeball and offered no struggle as the light engulfed it and caught it.
Jack shouted in victory. He had a Pokemon. William and Ralph looked at each other. They had no time to waste. They threw their Pokeballs at the two remaining Pokemon.