Chapter 2: Kyurem
That's it! It's here! Very well done! Good job, partner!
Andrew woke up in the hospital, with gauze all over his chest. What the hell was with that dream? He wondered. He looked beside him and saw Grovyle, his partner's stomach rose and fell with his labored breathing. He turned and saw Lucario beside him standing, "Please God tell me this was just a bad night out.." Andrew mumbled.
"Not remotely," Lucario said, his deep voice unnerved Andrew, but then again, Lucario was one of the few Pokemon that could not only recognize English, but speak it as well, it seriously helped him communicate with a lot of people, and was invaluable in a battle since he could understand Pokemon too.
"Then what the hell happened?" Andrew asked, holding his throbbing head.
"You don't remember?" Lucario asked, raising what could be called his eyebrows.
"No, not at all," Andrew confirmed.
Lucario nodded, "Well let me….refresh, your memory."
"Wha-" then Andrew was cut off as Lucario placed his palm onto his forehead and pain surged through all thought process and an image appeared in his head.
Andrew walked into yet another meeting. Personally, he hated them, well, the suit more than anything. "Champion Andrew Faulkner, about time." Clay said, arms crossed, "Yer late my boy."
"Clay, nice to see you, any new hopefuls?" Andrew asked, gleaming.
"Not since that one kid, but well, he already…yeah…" Clay stuttered, awkwardly. Andrew rolled his eyes then took a seat. "Now that you're here, we need an idea, to defeat, Team Plasma." Clay said.
"That's what I've been working on," Andrew said, grinning.
"Go 'head, son, " Clay said.
"Behold, Kyurem." Andrew swept his arm around and pressed a button on a clicker revealing a long dragon Pokemon, pale skin, short arms, and odd shaped legs. The air around it was visible because of the low temperature of the photo. The Pokemon was roaring into the camera, making it quite the unnerving picture.
"What are you proposing, Andy?" Clay asked, one eyebrow arched.
"We catch Kyurem, a powerful legendary Pokemon, and unleash it on Plasma." Andrew said smiling. The gym leaders mumbled to each other on the idea, then came to a decision at which Clay rose.
"We have agreed that desperate times call for desperate measures. Your idea is approved, godspeed." Clay said, then dismissed everyone. Andrew then ordered his Braviary to fly him to Lacunosa Town.
When he arrived, the people greeted him with welcome smiles and he asked around about Kyurem. He was then told to talk to the older woman on the overpass. He consulted with her and she pointed him to it, the Giant Chasm. He made the trek there then walked into the large cave. After navigating through it, he was welcomed to a large, labyrinthine maze of forestry. He eventually came across a crater, and climbed down into it, reaching a meteorite. He reached forward and touched it and a burning cold rushed through his hand and he yelped in pain. Suddenly there was a loud screech and a blinding light emitted from the meteorite. The next moment, he couldn't see through all the snow that buried him. It had pelted him as it came down and now he was attempting to break through. He did and slowly crawled out of the snow. The entire forest was covered in snow, and he could barely see the tree tops it was so deep. Looking in the distance, he saw a cave and then trudged through the snow towards it, shivering the whole way. He walked into the cave, it was silent, and almost completely pitch black. He took out his lighter and Lucario turned in confusion. "You smoke?" Lucario asked, curious.
"Not often…" Andrew replied. Then put it away as it wasn't providing ample light. He sent out an Alakazam and used flash to light the room, returned him to his poke'ball, and began exploring. The air began to grow cold and Andrew leaned over to Lucario and told him to get into a battle stance. Lucario nodded then continued to walk forward. Suddenly Lucario flew forward and Andrew turned to see Kyurem directly in front of him. It roared then smacked him aside like a rag doll. Andrew hit a cave wall and felt something warm run down his face. Grovyle was laying beside him. His pokeball must've slipped loose... oh hell no... The red and white sphere was snapped in half. Grovyle's eyes were wide with fear then Andrew wrapped his arms around him. "HOLD ON!" he shouted. He made a break for Lucario, who somehow managed a small cut on his forehead. He returned Lucario and pulled out a Master Ball with a free arm. Kyurem knocked him over with a blast of air from its roar. "DAMN IT!" Grovyle fell as Andrew flew another ten feet. He held the Master Ball so tight he dropped it. Kyurem noticed the wounded Grovyle and began to lumber towards him. No, no, NO! Kyurem hunched over him and slashed at his abdomen with its claws. Andrew scurried over and grabbed the Master Ball and landed it on Kyurem and caught it. Fuck yeah, seaking!
Andrew's fear returned as he grabbed up Grovyle, who was completely still. He ran outside and sent out Braviary to transport him to the nearest Pokemon center.
The vision suddenly ended and Andrew was breathing heavily. "How is he?" he managed to say in between gasps.
"Grovyle? I dunno, but there's...someone you may want to see." Lucario had a look of remorse in his eyes. He's pretty laid back for a Lucario, so who the... N stepped in the room.
"What the hell are you doing in here you asshole?" Andrew hated the man, but had a slight reverence for his compassion towards Pokemon.
"Why such resentment for an old friend?" N asked, lacing his fingers together.
"You nearly took everything from me. My life," Andrew paused and looked over a Grovyle, then Lucario, "My partners."
"I don't think they need my help to do that, you seem to be doing a fine job yourself." N replied, still calm.
"I had no choice, I NEEDED this!" he held up the Master Ball Lucario recovered from his pack.
"Kyurem...and you don't think they don't know? Ghetsis, hates you, he's watching you as we speak." N continued.
Andrew jumped out of his bed and slammed N against the wall, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TELLING HIM? HUH? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TELLING HIM?"
"Nothing, calm down." N replied, shoving Andrew off, "I just know. I AM his son." Andrew glared at him and sat back down and looked at Grovyle and began to tear up. "You care so much for him, but you don't listen when he speaks...Clay."
Andrew turned, a tear rolled down his cheek, "What?"
"He talks about a person. Clay...a friend of his, but he describes you...it's curious. He cares deeply about you too." Andrew was crying heavily. "He speaks of strange tales...amazing ones...yet you don't remember...hand me Kyurem. This isn't a fight you can win."
Andrew lost his temper again and socked N in the stomach, "Damn, you really had me going there, you're good."
"I speak only the truth, I wouldn't dare speak otherwise. Give me Kyurem, leave the Pokemon League. Find yourself again...Clay..." N was serious.
Andrew still felt another tear roll down his face, "I..."
"It's for the good of everyone...you know this. Survive, so you can fight back. Lucario knows." N said.
"Lucario...?" Andrew still had tears in his eyes.
"I...he's...right..." Lucario said, avoiding his master's gaze, "I'm sure of it..."
Andrew turned to Grovyle, who was barely breathing, "Fine..." He gave N the Master Ball.
"Thank you...Andrew...or Clay...whoever you are." N smiled then left. Andrew held his head in his hands, What the hell have I done?
"Master..." Lucario rested his palm on Andrew's shoulder.
"Were you lying to me?" Andrew pressed.
"I would never master.'' Lucario replied. Andrew looked him directly into the eyes.
"You knew about N coming then?" Andrew continued. Lucario nodded, "Did you have anything to do with the turnout at the Board today?" Lucario froze and broke his gaze at the question.
"Oh my god!" Andrew slapped Lucario and started to shout, "Get the FUCK out!" Lucario jumped. He wasn't hurt, but it scared the shit out of him. "Get OUT!"
"Master your judgment is impaired, you are stressed from seeing him again. Calm DOWN!" Lucario objected, backing away from another strike and Andrew fell at his knees.
"You're right...you're right...everything's happening so fast... I...good god, I just haven't had time to process it all...not even one day. A murder. Trust into battle. It's a curse, it comes with the occupation. Remember Alder?" Andrew held his head in his hands, "Damn it...DAMN IT! I've only been Champion for three months and I've already fucked everything up. Couldn't have picked a better time." Andrew sighed.
"Master, get your rest, I'll hand in your letter of resignation. We'll head to Pacifidlog Town afterward, we can search and not give any suspicion. " Lucario laid out the plan. Andrew smiled,
"Alright...let's roll with it."