Lesson 2: Hostages
"Zane, Crush Claw!" Domi yelled. Zane's claws began glowing, and he ran forward. He leapt into the air, and slashed down at the Weezing with his claws. After slashing, he bounced back to Domi, by twisting in mid-air, and using the Weezing's face as a springboard.
The biker chuckled lightly. "Nice move, kid. But it ain't enough. Weezing, Sludge Bomb." The Pokémon inhaled deeply, and exhaled, shooting several globs of purple gunk at Zane. He was able to dodge the first few, but several hit him. The sludge mixed with his white fur, coloring it purple. Zane was angered by this, and lashed out without command.
Zane leapt again to hit the Weezing with a Slash. He struck it with his deadly claws, but before he could bounce off again, the Weezing exhaled a purple mist into Zane's face. The Smog caught him off guard, and he fell to the ground, coughing. Normally this would have poisoned him, but his Immunity made it impossible. He rushed back to Domi for another command.
"Use Dig, Zane!" Domi called. Zane scratched at the concrete with his sharp claws, and into the earth. In a matter of seconds, he was out of sight.
"Are you going to make your move?" Domi asked the biker. He shook his head slowly. "Alright," Domi said. "Zane, initiate Dig!"
There was a weak rumbling as Zane clawed his way back into the basement. A second later, he burst out of the concrete, and slashed the Weezing with his claws again. This time, he was able to bounce off the Pokémon as it fell to the ground. Zane landed on his hind legs, and crouched for another command.
The Weezing was now on the ground, unconscious. The man recalled it, and dropped his next Pokeball. A Machoke can out, flexing its bulging muscles. Domi panicked. Before she could recall Zane, the biker shouted, "Karate Chop!"
The Machoke's hand began glowing, and ran up to Zane. Then it hit him repeatedly with its extended hand. After it was done, Zane was unconscious, and covered in purple bruises. That, or sludge from the Weezing.
Domi recalled him, whispering, "Great job, Zane. Thanks."
"You know, kid, I don't wanna hurt your Pokémon no more. Just recall 'em." The guy said. He whispered something to his Machoke, and it walked off.
"That's awfully nice for a guy who tried to attack me." Domi said warily.
The guy shrugged. "I'm not all bad. Besides, you started it."
Domi blushed deeply, and gave a sharp whistle. Shuppi appeared next to her instantly, and Flara was up in a second, from where she had dozed off. Victor walked over with Sonya, and Bonnie came dancing over too. Domi recalled them all, and turned to the man, but he was gone.
Domi walked around a stack of crates, and saw the man stationed at the bottom of the stairs, where two Pokémon were standing guard.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Domi asked the man. He turned to her and frowned.
"Nothing. Standing guard. Why?"
"Why do you need to stand guard?"
The man cocked his head, and then smacked himself. "I forgot to tell you. I'm holding this place up. You're staying here."
Domi was shocked. She was talking to a thief. She took a few steps back, and said, "What do you mean?"
"Another lesson in war: Hostages. Taking someone to control someone else. Simple." He turned back to his Pokémon. Domi stepped behind the stack of crates, and got out her cell phone. She was about to call the cops, when the phone was snatched from her hands. The last thing she saw before she was knocked unconscious was the thief pulling off his shades, revealing shocking green eyes.