I'LL CALL YOU

SILVER

author's note: I have too many ideas for this, damn it. I need... to... work... on... main... project... GRAGGHHH.

[[Chapter 2: Brawl]]

"Aw, is poor baby Silver upset?" a voice crooned to him as he stood in the hallways of Blue's home. "We knew you'd come here, you know. What little brother would be able to resist himself?"

Silver, despite his upset state of mind, suddenly found himself grinning. The voice was all too familiar to him, and his suspicions of its origins were confirmed by the mocking talk that it taunted him with. A nostalgic feeling of hatred rushed over him then.

"You know me well," he said through quivering breath. "It's been too long, Karen."

"Feisty," she snapped at him, as she walked forward from behind him. The dreadful nostalgia was multiplied as she met his eyesight; as always, tall with a head of flowing blue hair, though she wore a more mature looking outfit of a yellow sleeveless shirt and a pair of light blue jeans.

"All the more to use on you," Silver retorted. He sneered at her, trying his hardest to be somewhat intimidating. "Unless I get some information from you."

"Oh?" Karen taunted. She had a bit of a sneer of her own, obviously not at all frightened by the currently seething boy in front of her. "What makes you think I know anything?"

Silver reached into his pocket and pulled out a Pokeball, pressing it forward just inches from face, thumb over the metal button in the center. "Because you do, and you'll tell me if you know what's good for you."

Karen stepped back and snapped a similar sphere off her belt, thrusting it forward to be a few inches apart from Silver's own. Both suddenly felt the need to smile, as they knew that things would not be ending peacefully this morning.

"Poor baby Silver. You wanna start a fight with your big sister?" she asked, and that mocking tone of voice threw Silver over the edge. He pressed the button on the ball's center and Karen followed suit just seconds later, two flashes of red light entering the air.

The two had lept a distance apart to avoid being hit by anything, and once the light cleared Silver stood next to a large brown mass of fur, a circle in the color of a moon's yellow glow. Its menacing eyes focused upon the Pokemon which Karen had sent out.

"An Ursaring, huh? Leparda, let's see how we can beat this big and ugly beast."

The Pokemon was something that Silver had never seen before. A strange and foreign looking creature, it was sleek with purple fur covering the upper half of its body – it stood on all fours – while yellow fur went from its jaw to its belly, as well as a pattern over the back of it. A berry of unidentifiable origin from the distance sat inbetween its teeth.

"Confused, Silver? That's right, you've never been to Unova, have you? It's a Lepardas, a native of the region. Let's see how well you fare against something so odd to you."

Leparda the Lepardas growled cutely, slowly pacing in front of Ursaring. Ursaring seemed unaffected by the act, and simply stared at Silver, waiting for a command. This wait was short lived, however, as Silver pointed to the creature and scoffed.

"Just because you have something foreign doesn't mean I can't beat it," he exclaimed. "Ursaring, use Slash!"

Leparda leaped backward just in time, the sound of Ursaring's claws breaking the sound barrier combining with the sound of shattering marble flooring as the attack missed its target. The opposing Pokemon was quick, and in that instant Silver knew this was not going to be a walk in the park.

A couple seconds passed without physical action.

"Speedy little bugger," Silver thought.

"I've improved a lot since we last saw each other," Karen said. "And I'm just about sure you've improved none."

"Oh yeah?" Silver retorted. "Let's see about that. Ursaring, Faint Attack!"

This time, Ursaring did not try for a swipe: instead, he leaped forward and grabbed Leparda in a necklock, pulling himself up to his feet and thrusting his arm forward, releasing the cat but not at all letting it free from pain. Quite the contrary, Ursaring then thrust his knee upward and slammed it into the jaw of Leparda, causing her teeth to gnash together forcefully and to swallow the berry clenched in between them.

Karen saw this and smiled. "... Big mistake."

Silver stared at her for a couple moments, as Leparda seemed to struggle to pick herself up off the ground. Then, as she got to her feet, Silver realized the error of his strategy. His heart raced at a rate he was now convinced would cause it to explode.

Leparda darted around Ursaring in the blink of an eye. Within another, a quick bite was issue to the leg of the bear Pokemon, causing him to roar out in pain. Yet another blink and a second bite was delivered to the other leg. Ursaring's knees buckled beneath him and he fell to the ground, obviously having difficulty bringing himself to stand.

"What the..." Silver said, an awestruck tone to his voice.

Karen's smile widened at Silver's bewilderment, and out of pity, she brought herself to explain. "Leparda has an ability, like any other Pokemon out there. It's called Unburden. When she's sent out holding an item, and it's consumed, her speed is boosted massively – and she was already a fast little thing, wasn't she?"

A sudden pang of fear rushed through Silver's bloodstream. He would have to figure out a way to beat this Pokemon, and fast – or it could mean his life.

"Ursaring! Can you stand up?" Silver asked.

Ursaring tried to push himself to his feet, and succeeded, only to fall down again just seconds later. It was obvious he would be fighting from the floor if he were to fight at all, and that was a risk Silver couldn't afford. He quickly returned the downed bear Pokemon, and sent forth his next – a split second decision, but speed needed to be countered with speed, thus this was an obvious choice as his fastest team member.

"Sneasel, let's go! Ice Shard!"

A split second after his materialization, Sneasel comprehended his order and carried it out dutifully. He placed his clawed hands in front of him, moisture in the air freezing bit by bit at a quick rate until a chunk of frozen ice floated there. Suddenly it bolted forward, and smashed right... into the wall where Leparda had stood.

A direct miss. The ice ball shattered, sending fragments of hard ice outward everywhere, embedding itself into the walls, protrusions of white in the blue wallpaper.

"Did you really think you could hit Leparda with that, Silver? You're worse than I thought!" Karen said, cackling.

Silver responded by motioning for Sneasel to come close. The black creature zipped over to him. Silver knelt down and whispered into the ear of his Pokemon. Sneasel smiled and nodded, before leaping up and making a quick swipe in the direction of Leparda.

In response, the Lepardas leaped as well, dodging the attempted attack – whatever that may have been – and touching down with a soft thud, a sickening elegance in her movements only a creature like her could have achieved.

"Step one," Silver said, and as he spoke, a bright flash filled the room – the thudding sound had not been Leparda, it seemed. It was the Pokeball that Sneasel had tossed, and as the light faded, Leparda let out a cry of surprise as a pair of brown arms wrapped themselves around her figure.

"Pinned down," Silver said. "And now for step two: Beat Up, Sneasel."

At that command, Sneasel was joined by three other flashes of light, more thuds hitting the ground as Pokeballs emptied of their contents fell to the ground. In front of the pinned down Leparda, stood four Pokemon:

Sneasel, who leaped up to one of the ice shards in the wall and pulled it out, thrusting it down into the back of the opponent, not quite impaling her but nonetheless penetrating her skin. She flailed around in pain, as blood flowed from the wound.

Feraligatr, the blue bipedal alligator, who was turned around – his tail suddenly dripping wet with water, which slammed down like a sledgehammer next to the site of the wound, avoiding an impalement but causing a few ribs to break. An Aqua Tail attack.

Kingdra, bouncing on his curled tail, spewing the wounded spots with high-pressure blasts of water. Water Gun, only irritating the wounds more – it was obvious that Leparda was now only swimming around in the world of semiconsciousness.

And then Murkrow, who finished the job by diving into Leparda's stomach full-force, causing another few ribs to break upon contact. The job was done, and Leparda was lucky enough to only have been knocked unconscious from the pain. Silver wouldn't be surprised if the Lepardas would never be able to battle as well for the rest of her life.

Karen scowled, as five flashes of red light burst through the home as all the Pokemon that were out were now being returned. Silver bent over to pick up the five of his six Pokeballs that were now on the ground.

"Shame I couldn't have sent out Gyarados for even MORE damage," Silver taunted – and Karen audibly growled then, obviously enraged by the defeat of her Pokemon. She was not about to give up yet, though.

"I'm not at all done, Silver!" she screeched. "You know I have more Pokemon! Go, Umbreon!"

The battle was coming to a close soon, Silver expected. Umbreon was her starting Pokemon, given to her by their "father" as she seemed so intent upon referring to him as sometimes, when they were children.

It was a tiny little creature that moved on all fours, rings like hollowed out moons dotting its leathery skin. A cute little mewl emerged its lips, and although a normal person would smile at the adorable facade, Silver knew better; he had been around the little demon long enough.

"Okay then," Silver responded. "As many as you have, I'll fight through 'em! Time to fight, Feraligatr!"

Silver tossed forward his arm, and from the ball clenched in his hand fired forward the familiar white flash of light, materializing into the bipedal alligator creature. It let loose a battle growl, clasping its hands together.

"Umbreon, Confuse Ray!" Karen cried out, pointing at Feraligatr with a shaking finger, showing Umbreon his target: it looked as though she wanted to move it to the side, just enough so that it would make the target Silver instead.

But Umbreon knew not her wants and instead followed what she gave him, opening his mouth as wide as he possibly could. The rings on his skin began to glow, energy flowing from them and toward his throat, a pulsating ray of purple energy now floating to Feraligatr.

It was as if the alligator was paralyzed, completely unresponsive to the floating ray except for in his eyes. His eyes were wide, pupils dilated.

"Feraligatr! Ignore it and hit it with Ice Punch!" Silver commanded, but to no avail – all of a sudden, Feraligatr lifted up a hand and punched itself right in the face with a fist that moved at quick speeds, ignoring the laws of air resistance to instead cause the hand to become enveloped in ice. "... Crap."

And the word crap summarized the situation pretty well. As the icy fist connected, the ice seemed to travel over the body of Feraligatr, making him what Karen now referred to him as through stifled giggles.

"... Pah... ahaha... a Fe... a Feraligatrsicle..." she said.

"Quiet, you!" Silver demanded, frustrated, while returning Feraligatr to his Pokeball. He had no items to heal the Pokemon with, so it was all he could do, unfortunately. He had three Pokemon he could use inside this house, and four in total – the last a final resort, as even releasing it would probably destroy the home they were inside. "Go, Kingdra!"

From the ball came a bouncing mass of blue scales, a tube-like mouth extending from a face which had piercing black eyes. His stomach was not blue, but instead covered by yellow scales.

"Umbreon, Confuse Ray again!" Karen demanded, and the process repeated itself – the rings on Umbreon's skin glowed, and from the mouth of the creature came a pulsating purple ray. But this time around, it didn't seem to have an effect; Kingdra was too busy doing something else to notice it.

It was a strange set of movements, compromised of things like a flipping of its tube-like mouth, bouncing from side to side and even falling down to the floor and hopping up again. As the movements occurred, the purple ray connected with Kingdra's skin, but the blue coloration of it multiplied and almost like a forcefield it reflected it, letting it pass through the ceiling and out into the sky.

"Confused?" Silver said, mocking a line from Karen that had been said earlier. "Oh, that's right, you don't own any dragon types. Of course you wouldn't know. Your attack doesn't hit things that it doesn't captivate, does it? Kingdra just used Dragon Dance to distract itself. Now, Waterfall!"

With a sudden grace, Kingdra turned himself around and leaped into the air, firing a jet of water from his mouth in order to propel himself higher into the air – then turned his head upward and fired it at the ceiling, cracking it to the bare edge of instability, and in the process forcing himself down toward the ground, a full-force connection into Karen's Umbreon. In an instant, Umbreon was out like a light.

"... Anything else, Karen?" Silver asked.

Karen stuttered out an answer. "... N-no. But like hell I'll be telling you a-ah-anything!"

Suddenly, the girl returned her Pokemon, thrust the ball into her pocket and beat feet. Silver followed her in her footsteps, returning Kingdra and giving chase, his heart pounding fast in his chest. This was his only possible outlet for information. He would rather die than let her get away.

By the time he got outside, Karen had released her last remaining Pokemon, a Honchkrow, and was grabbing onto its talons. The bird Pokemon spread its wings and began to fly, but Silver ran toward the two and jumped, grabbing onto Karen's leg.

Now the two flew high in the sky, Karen shaking her leg furiously, Silver hanging on for dear life.

"Let go!" Karen cried.

"No! You... will.. tell me what you know!" Silver responded – and in the breathe it took to say it, he lost his grip and began to fall.

He looked up to watch the two get away at high speeds, and his heart fell as he knew he couldn't give chase – oh, that was right, he wouldn't be able to give chase even if he did have running speed like that. He was going to be a mass of splattered human in the grass in a few moments.

He closed his eyes and awaited the end.