Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Fate
Copyrights: I own neither Pokemon or Final Destination. Those franchises belong to Nintendo and New Line Cinema.
Chapter 2: Meeting Back with Hunt and Death's Design
Nick's POV
"How fast have these guys gone off to? I'm not used to running on fours!" I end up whining after multiple hours of rushing after the thieves that stole Torchic's trinket. I already feel myself panting, and my ears droop down from exhaustion. "Quit complaining, you were the one who said you wanted to know where we were!"
"Yeah, but..." I start, before I realize there is someone lying unconscious on the beach, just like I was. It was a large looking orange-furred rat with a tail shaped like a thunderbolt. In its paw layed a coin I could make out as Hunt's. In shock, I rush over crying out to Hunt, as a part of my memory comes back.
"Hunt! You OK?" "Huh? You know this Raichu?" "Huh?" Hunt says to Torchic, as he comes to. "What are you talking about?" Hunt would soon get his answer as he looks at his furry body in shock. "JESUS CHRIST! What happened to me? I'm some giant freakin mutant rat! First I miss out on seeing some cars get smashed up and now this!" That was all I could make out from Hunt for a while, as he then started screaming out in sad shrill squeaks. "RAIIICHUUUUUU!" "Calm down, Hunt! I'm just as confused as you are!" I try to console him, as he starts to unleash electricity angrily.
"Nick! Let's just leave him alone. He'll get used to all this." "Alright." I say as we head off. "Hey!" Hunt cries out. "Don't leave without me!"
Meanwhile...
The thieves have stopped over at a nearby cave, to catch their breath. "Man, I think we lost them." the one Pokemon, a Ekans, huffs. "What would the Boss need with some dopey little stone?" "Beats me, but we know what happens when the Boss is in a bad mood," the other Pokemon, a Sneasel, replied. "Yeah. He's a madman when that happens and horrible things happen." the Ekans answered knowingly, while the Sneasel further hinted at what would happen by making a motion of the throat being slit.
"Whatever. I'm going to get some water. The damn heat's parching my throat!" the Ekans said as he slithered off. Unfortunately, the Ekans failed to realize that above the two, who were currently in a cave closeby a stream, that a part of the cave wall was crumbling. To top all of it off, there were Whiscashs and pirahna Pokemon in the water. First, one of the rocks collapsed on the Ekans' tail, which caused it to fall facefirst into the water. The Whiscashs proceeded to electrocute the Ekans and the pirahnas greedily ate at its charred remains.
Hearing his partner's agonized hiss, the Sneasel rushed off to the stream, seeing the skeleton of his co-hort being torn apart by pirahna Pokemon. Backing away, a stalagmite crashed down at the Sneasel's chest and nearly impaled it. Panicking, the sleek black creature then saw a hooded figure pointing a scythe at him. "You. I believe that you can help me find someone."
"L-listen. I don't know who the hell you're talking about! Just don't hurt me!" the poor animal cried in fear. "You know very well who I'm talking about! That Eevee who was with the Torchic you robbed! He's cheated my Design, as have his friends!" "H-him?"
"Yes. Now... WHERE IS HE?" "He's still at the beach! He was going after us after we stole the stone. Now, don't kill me! Please!" "I'm sorry. But by being in contact with him, you, and your partner," the figure replied, as he pointed to the dead snake's remains, "are marked in my Design. And I always get my guy." Another boulder crashed down onto the Sneasel's skull, crushing it into a blood-smeared, pulpy mess.
Nick's POV
At the same time, Hunt had finally caught back up with Nick and Torchic, and Nick had a vision of what had just occured with the two thieves. His worst fears have been realized.
Death was coming back for them. And it wasn't going to stop until it catched 'em all. (No, I'm not making a pun here. OK, maybe I am.)
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