I apologize to you people. I haven't updated any of these stories in a long time. (A really long time) ((A Really, Really, Really long time)) But I'm gonna try to get an update to any of my works in progress. That includes "Hoenn again" "NH: DP" "URC" and other stories, including stories that aren't in the Pokémon series. Anyway, this is my first story I am updating since I finally started reading Pokémon Special again.
Chapter 2: Rise of Team Plasma
As the two walked on the long road, Rust ignored Yellow's attempts at making any sort of conversation whatsoever. After trying for about half an hour, she finally stopped trying, which made Rust smile a bit, showing a bit of relief.
"Come on Rust, you're not working with me here." Yellow complained after a few moments of silence.
"There you go again." Rust sighed. "And just when I was enjoying the silence." He continued.
"Didn't anyone tell you that no one likes stuck up jerks like you?" Yellow asked, holding back her yell.
"If you think I'm such a jerk, then why not leave now?" Rust asked, intentionally forgetting the question.
"Hey! I asked my question first!" Yellow yelled out, an angry anime mark on her head.
"I've been told that people don't like jerks like me. Look… Yellow is it? Don't forget, I don't care about other peoples' opinions about me. Maybe one day I will, but until then, I only care about my Pokémon and family. I don't need anything else in my life, alright?" Rust answered, walking a bit faster, trying to get further away from Yellow.
"If you do start to care, all the people you brushed off will just hate you in the end." Yellow caught up to him.
"Maybe it'd be for the better." Rust glanced over at her.
The two argued the entire way to Accumula Town. Since it was Yellow doing most of the yelling, Rust was more away and took notice of the group of people gathered around a crudely built stage area and there was a line of people, dressed as if they were in the Middle Ages standing perfectly still.
"I wonder what's going on there." Rust said quietly to himself. Yellow was still talking, even though he'd been ignoring her. He put his arm around her and covered her mouth. "Quiet hot head. I want to know what's going on here. I don't want your loud mouth interrupting that, okay? I'm trying to be nice about this." Rust let Yellow go.
"Okay, fine." Yellow sighed quietly. "Wait a second! I am not a hot head!" Yellow started again but Rust covered her mouth again.
"Fine. Quiet Yellow." Rust turned to the stage and waited. One of the people standing in the middle moved up and to the side, letting a man walk through and the person returned to his original spot.
"My name is Ghetsis. I am here representing Team Plasma. Today, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to talk to you about Pokémon liberation." The man said. Voices whispered out from the crowd.
"Pokémon liberation? What does that mean?" Yellow asked.
"I know just as much as you do." Rust answered.
"I'm sure most of you believe that we humans and Pokémon are partners that have come to live together because we want and need each other. However... Is that really the truth? Have you ever considered that perhaps we humans... only assume that this is the truth?" Ghetsis continued. "Pokémon are subject to the selfish commands of Trainers... They get pushed around when they are our "partners" at work... Can anyone say with confidence that there is no truth in what I'm saying?"
"They aren't selfish commands… are they?" Rust asked quietly.
"I don't know, it depends on how you look at it." Yellow answered.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, Pokémon are different from humans. They are living beings that contain unknown potential. They are living beings from whom we humans have much to learn. Tell me, what is our responsibility toward these wonderful beings called Pokémon?" Ghetsis paced back and forth on the wooden stage.
"I think he means he wants to free Pokémon from the trainers." Yellow guessed. Ghetsis heard her and looked straight at her.
"That's right! We must liberate the Pokémon! Then, and only then, will humans and Pokémon truly be equals. Everyone, I end my words here today by imploring you to consider the relationship between people and Pokémon... and the correct way to proceed. We sincerely appreciate your attention." With that, Ghetsis and the line of people walked off of the stage. The crowd was almost completely silent.
"They can't liberate Pokémon!" someone spoke from the crowd.
"Humans and Pokémon are equal! There's nothing selfish about being Pokémon trainers!" Another person yelled.
"That guy's crazy. He doesn't understand what he's talking about. Right Rust?" Yellow looked over to Rust, he seemed to be in a state of shock. He didn't respond. He seemed to go pale. "Rust? Rust, are you okay?" Yellow took him by the shoulders and started gently shaking him. "Wake up Rust. Come on." Rust blinked and then stared at Yellow.
"Oh. Sorry." He apologized before reaching to his belt and grabbing the three Pokeballs on his belt. He stared at them as he rolled them around in his hand. "Are they really forced?" He asked out loud. "Are Pokémon only used for selfish purposes?" He took one Pokeball from the three in his hand and enlarged it.
"You can't be serious Rust. Did you see how that guy was dressed? No one in their right mind would go out like that in public, let alone believe that Pokémon are being used as slaves." Yellow assured. Rust put the Pokeballs back on his belt and sighed.
"I guess you're right." Rust whispered.
"Wow. This is the longest you've gone without insulting or ignoring me. You must be warming up to having a friend." Yellow teased.
"What?" Rust turned a little red. "I'm not warming up to having a friend. I was just deep in thought."
"So you're not warming up to me being your friend?" Yellow asked.
"Exactly!" Rust stated. "Wait a second! You're not my friend!" Rust caught on. Yellow started to laugh.
"So what did you two think about that little speech?" A tall, green haired main walked up to them.
"That guy is dumb. Pokémon aren't used for selfish reasons." Yellow answered.
"Really? I thought he had the right idea." The young man said.
"So you believe Pokémon should be liberated?" Rust asked.
"Well. Yes, but not from some trainers. I have some different viewpoints the Ghetsis. But never mind that, I saw you with those Pokeballs. Why not have a battle with me?"
"Wait, wait. Let me get this straight. You want Pokémon to be freed, but yet, you want to have a battle with me?" Rust asked. The green haired man nodded.
"I want to see how you treat your Pokémon. Oh, and by the way, just in case we meet again in the future, my name is N." N pushed his hat up a bit.
"That's a weird name… doesn't matter. If you want a Pokémon battle, then I accept." Rust pulled a ball from his belt.
"Good. That's what I was hoping for." N smiled and tossed a Pokeball. A purple, leopard like Pokémon appeared. "My Liepard should pose some kind of threat." N put Liepard's Pokeball back and waited.
"My Snivy should be a good opponent against your Liepard." Rust released his new grass type and it faced Liepard.
"I challenged you. So you can get the first move." N said.
"Snivy, start out simple. Attack with a tackle." Rust ordered. Snivy ran at Liepard and rammed into him. Snivy used the rebound to flip back towards Rust.
"Not a bad choice since she's still a starter. But choosing a starter was a bad choice against my already evolved Liepard. Perhaps you should have used your Ampharos against me. At least she is fully evolved." Stated.
"How did he know I have an Ampharos? How did he know that they were both female?" Rust asked himself, making him lose concentration.
"Aerial Ace!" N called. Liepard shot towards Snivy, making Snivy's eyes grow huge in fear.
"Rust! Snap out of it!" Yellow yelled. Rust shook his head and saw Liepard shooting towards Snivy.
"Snivy! Dodge it!" Rust shouted. Snivy ducked out of the way as Liepard zoomed past but she circled back and slammed into the back of Snivy, sending her tumbling forward.
"Don't you know that it's impossible to dodge Aerial ace? It shows how much you have to learn. Liepard, finish this up." N crossed his arms. Rust didn't seem to hear N talk. He ran over to Snivy, knelt down and held her. "Giga impact Liepard!" N yelled. Rust still ignored him. Liepard shot at the two. Spiraling streaks surrounded a coat of purple energy surrounded Liepard as it gained speed.
"Snivy, are you okay?" Rust asked as Snivy held her cheek in pain. "Looks like I'll have to get you to a Pokémon center."
"Rust! Look out!" Yellow shouted. Rust looked up and saw that Liepard was approaching quickly. He held Snivy close to his chest and closed his eyes. "Don't worry Snivy, I'll protect you."
"So he's risking his life to save his Pokémon? Interesting." N said to himself. Rust was still tucked over his Snivy. Just as Liepard was a few yards away, he felt an impact from the side and he, along with Snivy, tumbled out of the way of Liepard.
"Are you okay?" Rust opened his eyes and looked up. Yellow was smiling back at him.
"Did you just…"
"Save your life? Yes I did. Good thing too. That hit might have put you out for hours… or maybe for good." Yellow answered.
"Rust." N called. "The next time we meet, we will battle again. Just make sure that next time, you don't threaten your friend's life." N returned his Pokémon and walked away.
"How's Snivy?" Yellow asked, knelt beside Rust.
"She's still conscious. That's good." Rust sighed with relief. "Oh and Yellow?"
"What is it?" Yellow sat down. Rust raised his right hand and hit her on the head. "Ouch! What was that for you jerk!" Yellow rubbed her head.
"You tackled me when that Liepard was about three yards from us." Rust answered.
"So you hit people who save you?" Yellow yelled.
"No, I hit people who're stupid." Rust stood up. "You could've gotten yourself killed. I don't want to have someone's blood on my hands, okay?" Yellow blinked.
"So you don't want something bad to happen to me?" Yellow asked.
"Not at the moment. But I do appreciate that you risked your life to save mine." He started to walk towards the Pokémon Center. "Keep it up, and I might reconsider this friend thing." Yellow smiled and silently cheered to herself.
A/N: I finally got another chapter in. And I made it twice as long as I planned it to be. I'll work on Hoenn Again next, since that's one I haven't updated since June. Here's the list.
Hoenn again
URC
Dawn of Reunion
(Another Unrelated Story for High School Of the Dead)
New Heroes
So that's the game plan. URC will be easy, maybe, but I'll need to dig through the messages again. Okay, with that, I say good day