Well, hello there. [I'm terrible at Author's Notes, I know.]
This is Chapter 2, where Hilda White is going to interrogate (Yes, I spelt it wrong last time, will fix later.) Looker, and squeeze the information out of him, no matter what.
Chapter 2: Interrogate an Interrogator.
As I ran out of the Amusement Park, my Embroar scrambled out of its Pokeball, and into the fresh air, cracking the slab of pavement where he landed. He began to argue with me.
"'Broo, embroo. (This is mad, you're mad.)"
"Look, it's not, I know what I'm doing." I replied, slightly hesitant. Did I really?
Embroar noticed this hesitant pause, and stared at me.
"'Broo. Bro bro! (This is dangerous!)" He gaped. I stared at him. Was my Embroar right; was this a big mistake that I'm digging myself into? Looker didn't seem so vicious…
I've done much worse, been through more life-risking things than simply asking a man in a beige trench coat questions. I stopped Team Plasma's rise; this'll be easy…
I refused to believe that, and my frustrated Embroar went back into his Pokeball, shaking his head slowly. I called out my Altaria, and ordered her to bring me back to my house.
As I burst through the door, I glimpsed my Mom, still in her seat, staring at me with a speechless astonishment. I couldn't blame her; if your newly crowned Champion daughter left the house in a rush, and arrived back, looking wildly urgent, you'd be anxious.
"Hilda, dear?" She called, apprehensively.
"Mum, where does Looker live?" I blurted out. I heard a small, irritated "broo…" echo from my bag.
She went pink around her cheeks. I could never understand why people saw Looker as attractive, but my Mother sure could. She constantly dithered on about him.
"H-he lives in Sinnoh…" She murmured wistfully. I hope I never turn into a sappy idiot, like her. "But, he's in Castelia City… I'm going to see him, and we're going to go on the Royal Unova together, I hope…" She trailed off, fantasising, and before she could sicken me with any more mushy sentences, I left. I shoved on a black cloak; I didn't need people recognizing me. I fancied a cycle, so I got on my bike.
On the way to Castelia, I thought to myself. If it comes to the very worst, I can threaten with my Pokemon, as long as I'm not tied to a chair and covered in my own sticky blood. Oh, I shouldn't be so glum about this; I'm sure Looker will tell me. He doesn't appear terrible; to the contrary of my Mother's eyes, he was the God of beauty. I wondered what N was up to; possibly catching powerful Dragons, and caring for them, with his long elegant arms, how I wished those arms were wrapped around me…
I flushed brightly, and nearly fell off my bike. I need to stop thinking about him, and stay focused. I was in Pinwheel Forest; reminiscing about the time Team Plasma stole the Dragonite skull, and Burgh and I decided to search the forest. Even though he knew the forest, he decided to take the road, whilst I stumbled through the treacherous forest, where Team Plasma actually was. It made me chuckle, thinking about my unique journey to become the best…
Now I was the best, I reminded myself. Well, in my own region.
I was finally at the end of the amazing structure of the Skyarrow Bridge, where you could hear all the trucks whooshing along the road below, and down the stairs was the gate in which I entered calmly. The lady at the desk stared at me, anxiously. I guess if you spotted someone in a dark cloak, looking very shifty, you'd call the police.
I shot her a look, however, and all possible thoughts of this that she was carrying vanished.
I entered the bustling metropolis of Castelia City. It was sometime in the Evening, as the sky was beginning to darken, and people were rapidly flowing out of their offices, and into the fresh air, which caused a lot of traffic, and pushing. I wedged through Clerks and Businesspeople to the Office building that my Mother directed me to. I remember it being empty, though before. Wouldn't the international detectives have a building already, they have based here for some time? I crossed the pedestrian road to the entrance, and walked through, taking my cloak off.
The door creaked shut behind me, and a vibration of bad feelings passed through my entire body.
"Where's N?" I croaked, feebly.
"Hilda, is that you?" A cold soft voice whispered from the shadows. I shivered, and glanced back at the firmly shut behind me. The room was dimly lit, and there was no one within my eye range. I tightened my grip on my Pokeball.
"W-Where's N?" I repeated, my voice faltering.
"Where's that filth of a son, you ask?" The voice spat. That sentence could only belong to one man.
"Ghetsis…?" I called out into the shadows. A high, cruel laugh was the response.
"Yes, it's me, Hilda." Ghetsis drawled, and appeared out of the shadows.
His face was waxy and gaunt looking, his eyes, which were glinting maliciously with dark shadows underneath them. He held himself in an odd way.
My eyes widened, and I took a step back, as he grinned callously. My breath shortened, and I cried "W-what are you doing here?" I said, trying to stop myself from showing fear. "Looker is supposed to be here!" I wish I had just listened to Embroar, instead of being so stubborn.
Ghetsis sneered coolly. "Oh, he is here." He told me, and I watched as Looker appeared out of the shadows, also grinning cruelly. I tried to believe that this was the same man my Mother had been going to on the Royal Unova tonight with. His chocolate brown eyes were narrowed, yet he still smiled.
"But Looker, you Looker," I began, pointing at Looker, "arrested Ghetsis, and then he escaped, the Shadow triad confided in me!" They both sneered at me, as if I was a little child.
"Oh, please." Looker stated, chortling nastily to himself, "'He escaped?' He was never arrested, it was all a show, for you gullible idiots."
I shook my head slowly; this couldn't be true, it just couldn't be.
"Ghetsis and I have formed an alliance, Hilda. We both want the same goal, which you don't need to know, nosy brat. Your little friend N… he's in Sinnoh, why am I telling you this? Because if you dare try and go to him, the sky departures and arrivals are being watched, and we'll know what you did, and trust me, Hilda, your pretty little lungs won't be able to puff out a single piece of air. Just to make sure you won't bother us…" He said, and he picked a wooden chair. I tried to click my Pokeball open, however my fingers were trembling too badly.
"The world will be ours." Ghetsis murmured, cruelly. Looker agreed with him heartily, and belted the chair against my back, and I screamed in pain, and doubled over, hitting my head off the solid floor. I felt blood pouring out from my back, sweet and sticky.
As my consciousness was slowly fading away, I heard Looker say "I'll have lots of fun with your Mother on the Royal Unova, and tell her that her daughter's a right old spark."
A tear fell from my bloody face, and everything went black.
I woke up, and saw that my Embroar was standing there, staring at me in apprehension. I reached out to touch him, but I was too weak to. "Embroar…" I whispered quietly. He was holding my lavender-coloured bag with a claw, and he gently picked me up. I yelped in pain as he touched my back, so he re-adjusted his hands awkwardly. I curled into him, terrified and hurt. I tucked my face into his body so no one could see who I was, and he kicked down the door, and carried me to the Pokecenter.
Nurse Joy stared at the bloody broken heap that happened to me. He explained to her in Pokemon that a rampaging dragon-type hurt me. "Um, we don't cure Humans." She stated, but after seeing Embroar's expression, she exclaimed, "We'll try!"
I had a surgery on my back for five hours, during which I was knocked out. I lay in the nursing bed, as Nurse Joy discussed me condition with Embroar and I. "You broke a few bones, miss?"
"Jet." I blurted; I didn't want her to know that she was treating the champion, with a major back injury caused by a chair.
"Miss. Jet," She went on, "Fortunately, you didn't injure your spine too much." She told me, and I let out a sigh of relief. She left, shortly afterwards, and Embroar told me what had happened when I fell unconscious.
He heard me scream, and he anxiously got out of his Pokeball, to face Ghetsis, who was trying to steal my bag, with my 5 other Pokemon inside it. He was much to powerful for Ghetsis, and Ghetsis fled the scene to a destination unknown. He stayed beside me and made sure no one tried to come in.
"Thank you, Embroar." I told him in tears.
However, what I was to say next, was going to make Embroar shout in disbelief.
"I'm going to find N," I told him sternly, "and save him."
Sorry for it being so dark, but I think it captures the feeling.
So… yeah.
Reference to Best Wishes! Episode 30 there.
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