A/N: Welcome to the second chapter of my new and improved story.

Warning: Madelynn will need two bars of soap to wash out her mouth by the end of this chapter... scratch that, two bars of soap and a gallon of detergent. xD

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.


A soft, soothing voice echoes throughout the pitch black nothingness of my mind as I slowly but surely stir from my deep slumber. The room around me is blurry; my vision still adapting to seeing something other than the back of my eyelids. With a yawn, I reach my arms up towards the ceiling in a much-needed stretch after sleeping hunched over all night, and I then wipe away the sleep powder that had accumulated over the hours of night from my eyes.

"Madelynn, are you awake?" I hear Nurse Joy ask me.

I turn to face her and answer with a nod, still without looking at her eye-to-eye and maintaining a vacant expression.

Once she clears her throat, she tells me, "It's nearly twelve o'clock in the afternoon."

Remembering that I'd slept next to Patrat the entire night, I look over to observe it dreaming peacefully. I also notice that the bruises and scratches that used to cloak his body are completely gone. His breathing patterns have soothed, as well.

"Patrat should be fine by the time it wakes up," she proclaims. "In the mean time, why don't you eat while you wait for Patrat to come around? I'm sure by now your stomach is about to digest itself. I could hear it while you slept."

I feel my face heat up once she mentioned that and turn away from her while squeezing my stomach tightly to keep it from growling-this really doesn't do anything because as soon as I do this, a rather loud grumble comes from the pit of my stomach.

Nurse Joy laughs, "We better get you something to eat, stat!"

Though I would enjoy some breakfast, my mind is concentrating more on the well being of Patrat rather than food. I don't want to leave it alone, and what if something bad were to happen to it while I'm gone? At that moment, two Audino come into the room and stand at Nurse Joy's sides. She explains, "I know how much you want Patrat to be kept safe which is why I thought it would be helpful if Audino came in and took over until you returned. You don't have to worry. Patrat is in very good hands."

Both Hearing Pokémon nod in agreement, and without another word, I rise from the stool I was sitting on, bow to her to show my gratitude for everything she's done, and exit the room hurriedly.


After I finish eating, I pat my mouth with a napkin and fold it up only to place it on the empty plate in front of me. My stomach is completely full; I don't think I can eat anything else otherwise I'll pop. They'll have to spray me off the walls if I take another bite.

"OshOsha, oshawott!" I hear Julian cry from across the room. This makes me look to my left and watch as Julian runs at me full speed; Nurse Joy follows behind him. With a smile on his face, he leaps into my arms and I hold the Sea Otter Pokémon close to me in a loving embrace.

"Your Oshawott is feeling a lot better this morning," Nurse Joy states. "He was very well-mannered during his healing, and there were no complications. He's a very sweet Pokémon." After, she bows, and then walks off towards the medical wing where she disappears behind the metal doors.

I cock an eyebrow and look down at Julian, "Is she telling the truth?"

"Osh, oshawott, wott, osha!" the Sea Otter Pokémon vows, nodding his head frantically.

"I don't know," I tease. "It sounded like she wasn't telling me the whole story."

He bends his head foreword about an inch away from my face and continues, "Oshawott, osh, osha, wott, wott, oshawott!" I can tell he's trying his best to let me know that he was, in fact, good for Nurse Joy.

I giggle for a short moment before speaking, "Haha, I was just kidding, Julian." My fingers brush against his cheek as I try to calm the stressed Pokémon down. This appears to work as he leans into my hand with a pleased sigh.

Suddenly, an enormous explosion reverberates throughout the entire building and shook the area around us, making both Julian and I scream in panic. The deafening detonation forces my eardrums to experience an atrocious ringing, but as I cover my ears, that noise is all I can hear. Though the ringing prevents me from hearing one tiny thing, I can still see Nurse Joy running towards me with a look of fear in her eyes. I observe her mouth moving, but the horrendous chiming is still all I can hear at the present moment. As I remove my right hand from my ear, she's in the middle of her sentence as she shouts, "-to come quick! People have broken in and are taking the injured Pokémon!"

Oh no! Patrat! I think, grabbing hold of Julian and dragging him along as both Nurse Joy and I run into the medical wing. We spot two men in the room Patrat is being held in; both males have the same white suits on, so they must be a member of some kind of group. Adrenaline charges through my body, and just as they're about to take the Scout Pokémon and put it into a burlap sack, I tuck the Sea Otter Pokémon close to my chest and collide with the glass window, shattering the barrier between me and the robbers. I land perfectly on my feet and release Julian as we both stare down the men in front of us with an intense glare.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" Nurse Joy questions the males heatedly. "They don't belong to you!"

"Pokémon should belong to no one but themselves!" one of the men states.

"Exactly!" the other agrees. "These Pokémon are exhausted and hurt because their trainers have pushed them to their limits! It's our job to liberate them from these cruel people before anything else happens to them!"

My blood boils as they speak. Just who do they think they are?! I notice that the second male who talked secretly has Patrat in his arms. I'm not letting them leave with Patrat! I think, picking up a glass shard and pelting it at the man holding the Scout Pokémon. A jagged edge of the piece of glass slashes the man's left sleeve, and when he notices, his eyes seethe with anger as he roars at me, "What's the big idea?!"

I hold up Julian's pokéball, and then point at the Sea Otter Pokémon; however, the male didn't seem to understand. Instead, he asked, "What does that mean, you insolent little brat?!"

I hoped you'd say that, I think, and then call out, "Julian, use Water Gun!"

At once, a forceful stream of water is fired from Julian's mouth and hits the male directly in the stomach, forcing him to be knocked flat on his back from the strength of the attack. Luckily, Patrat made it out of the man's arms before he was hit with the water gun, and I see it scampering over to me unharmed, and then the frightened Pokémon hides behind my legs.

"You'll pay for that!" the first male who spoke earlier states, reaching for a pokéball.

Nurse Joy points her finger at the man and orders, "Audino, stop that man with Secret Power!"

I turn around to find two Audino standing behind me. Before they did anything, I retreat to the rubble-covered ground and seize both Julian and Patrat in my arms, and then hold them close to my body to protect them from anything else that might happen. Following this, the Audino launch their attacks before the male has time to call out his Pokémon, sending him flying back out of a noticeably large hole in the wall behind him-I suggest this is the hole created from the explosion earlier.

I release my grip on Patrat and Julian and sigh as I see that it's all over. After, I direct my gaze down at the Pokémon in my arms. "Are you two allright? Are you hurt at all?" The reply with a shake of their heads.

A groaning noise makes me look up to see one of the men struggling to his feet; his suit is drenched from the water of Julian's attack. He glares at me as he states, "You all are fools to oppose our perspective about Pokémon." He looks over at his partner who is just now standing up, but is having some trouble staying on his two feet. "Let me help you, my comrade." He walks over and holds out his hands as a gesture for his friend to take them; gladly, the male nods and grasps the other's hands, pulling himself up. The man with the drenched suit throws a sack at me, and as it hits the ground, stolen pokéballs roll out of it. "You win this time, kid, but you won't be so lucky next time!" Afterwards, he obtains something round from his pocket, bites off something from the top, and throws it down where a dark cloud erupts from it upon contact with the ground.

Ack! I can't see anything! I think, coughing as I sometimes breathe in the smoke. The coughs of Nurse Joy and the Pokémon around us I can also hear, but I'm focused on finding the Pokémon as I feel around for them on my hands and knees. As soon as the smoke dissipates, I note that the two men have vanished from the room, and they've left the pokéballs, too. I rise to my feet while Patrat and Julian push the bag filled with pokéballs over to me, and then retrieve those who've rolled out. I bend over and clutch the sack, then turn to Nurse Joy and offer it to her; Patrat and Julian give the extra pokéballs to the Audino.

"Thank you for helping out, Madelynn," Nurse Joy says with gratitude and takes the bag from my hands. "I'm glad you helped me get these Pokémon back. I must say: your Oshawott is a lot stronger than he looks." She and the Audino bow to us. "We're forever in your debt."

I shake my head with a pardoning smile, rejecting her last comment.

She giggles, "Well, I can tell from how you've helped out so much that you're a very caring trainer for Pokémon and people alike. That's a sign that you will become a great Pokémon trainer."

Though she can't see it, I smile at the kind words she spoke. Soon, I feel Julian climbing up my legs and my back where he then reaches my shoulder. Then, I feel something tugging at my ankle, and as I take a look down at my feet, I see Patrat looking at me and smiling.

"Hmm, I think Patrat might want to go with you," Nurse Joy suggests. "I mean, you did save it's life, and you helped it escape from those two thieves. If we returned it to the wild, the same thing might occur, and both you and I won't be around to help it out."

I see, I think and take out an empty pokéball from my bag. As soon as I show it to the Scout Pokémon, it unexpectedly jumps up and hits the pokéball with its small hand. A red light envelops its body and it is retracted into the ball. It only shakes twice before a chiming sound signals to me that Patrat is officially caught. My arm reaches out to obtain the pokéball; I smile secretly as I think about my newly caught Pokémon. Julian also seems to enjoy the new addition as I see his reflection on the pokéball smiling excitedly.


"Now, don't hesitate to come back!" Nurse Joy hollers and waves as I depart from the Pokémon Center. "Buh-bye, you three! Happy travels!"

Julian and I wave back at her before turning around. My attention goes to the Patrat walking beside me. I ask it, "Patrat, would you like a name?"

It glanced up at me and smiled in response.

"Allright, from now on, you'll be addressed as Chester," I affirm, stopping in my tracks to crouch down and pet my new Pokémon on the head.

"Hey, did you hear that this weird, green-haired guy dressed in a fancy robe is protesting about Pokémon in the middle of town?" a male's voice comes from ahead of us.

I take a moment to look up and observe a young girl and boy talking to each other.

"No, I didn't," the girl replies. "And he's protesting about Pokémon?"

The boy answers, "Apparently he's saying that Pokémon and humans shouldn't live together or something like that."

"Well, that's just not right!" the girl states in shock. "What are we waiting for, then?! Let's go check it out!" The girl seizes the boy's wrist and drags him behind her as they both hurry down the road.

I propose they're going to the town square to listen to the lecture. Still, this also piques my curiosity, but I don't want to be surrounded by too many people. However, as I'm thinking about going as well, I realize that Julian and Chester are now rounding a corner ahead of me. I sigh in aggravation and think, I guess I have no other choice but to follow them and have a look myself. After, I follow the road, hoping that Julian and Chester haven't gotten too far away.


"Julian! Chester!" I call out quietly as I come upon a mass gathering of people.

In the midst of trying to find them, a loud male voice booms over the voices of the people, making me jump and yelp clandestinely, "People of Accumula Town, allow me to introduce myself. I am known as Ghetsis, and I am here on this day to talk to you all about the wonderful creatures we call Pokémon."

The entire area turns dead silent; a couple people whisper while some hush those who are still talking. I decide not to call to my Pokémon anymore-thinking that my repetitive whispering may displease those around me-and continue the search for Julian and Chester in quiet.

"Miss, have you lost something?" a familiar male's voice asks me from behind. I whirl around to find Julian and Chester in his arms; both look at me like they were wondering where I've been for the past few minutes. Before I can do anything, he says, "Oh, I know you." He leans in a bit to examine me closely, but I turn my head away from his intense stare to avoid any eye-contact. After, he backs off and chuckles, "Haha, yeah, I know you! You're the young lady who accidentally ran into me. My sincere apologies for not warning you sooner, but I'd just looked up myself before telling you to watch out." He laughs a bit more, but I remain expressionless. "Anyways, I'm guessing these two are what you're looking for?"

I nod as both Julian and Chester hop out of his arms and onto my shoulders, and then bow to him to express my gratitude for finding them.

"By the way, my name is N," he greets, holding out his hand for me to take it; however, I stand rooted to my spot-immobile. He shakes it off by scratching the back of his head in an awkward fashion before chuckling lightly. "Not a hand-shaker, I assume?"

My head shakes side-to-side in response to his question. I've always had a tricky time attempting physical contact with a human, but seeing as how he doesn't know that, I can't blame him for wanting to have a proper greeting.

"Allrighty then," he says. "Since I gave you my name, may I know yours?"

Hmm... I mull over, trying to find a way to tell him my name without having to talk. I got it! My hand fumbles through the pockets of my shorts, and before too long, I acquire my trainer's card. Afterwards, I hold it out in front of him, and he gently pulls it from my grip.

"So, your name is Madelynn Smith, huh?" he questions. "That's a nice name." N hands over my card in which I yank out of his hand and shove back into my pocket.

Ghetsis is aready in the middle of his speech befre N and I decide to listen in, "... and the Pokémon are pushed to their maximum before their trainers realize that their poor, weakened Pokémon need help. They strive to please their "partners" when all they ever do is use them. Some trainers think that Pokémon are like tools. When those tools get rusty and don't work at one hundred percent, they are abandoned and are replaced my newer, stronger, more durable tools that last just a bit longer than the old ones. In time, the new tools become the old ones, and the cycle happens all over again."

What a creep! I think in disgust.

He continues, "Pokémon are not like us humans; they are better than us in numerous ways. They have far more potential than we can understand, and we humans do not understand them completely. They are creatures whom we humans have much to learn from. We have a responsibility towards these Pokémon, and to save them from this cruel way of life, what must we do?"

This guy is down right insane! Who'd really answer this dumb question?!

To my surprise, N replies, "Liberate the Pokémon!"

My eyes widen and I gasp under my breath when I hear N answer... with that kind of response! I look over at him with an expression of complete and total amazement that he said that. Liberating Pokémon?! What kind of solution is that?!

"That is correct!" Ghetsis exclaims, pointing out to the crowd. "Whoever said that is absolutely right. The only way Pokémon can be truly happy is if we release them from their captivity and let them run free in-"

He is cut off by a jet of water striking him in the face. As I look over to my right, I discover that this water is coming from Julian; the expression on his face is pure resentment.

The moment the water is turned off, Ghetsis spits and coughs up the water that had entered his mouth. After, he shouts irately, "WHO. DID. THAT?!" His eyes scan the population of the crowd before his stare rests on me, and he points a rigid finger at the Sea Otter Pokémon placed atop my shoulder; his eyes hold the look of vengeance as he yells, "How DARE you! I will not be bothered by such a rude action! Members of Team Plasma, seize her and bring her up here this instant!"

Two members wearing the same outfits as the ones who broke into the Pokémon Center shove people out of their way to get to me. Instincts tell me to run, but just as I'm turning around, I'm confronted by two more members-these ones apparently hid in the crowd or something-who immediately imprison my wrists with their strong grip. I lose all control of myself as I kick and squirm to break free of their hold on me, all the while screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs. The other two members snatch Julian and Chester from my shoulders; at this point, I'm absolutely terrified of what's going to happen to me and my Pokémon.

Though I put up a good fight, they drag me to the front of the crowd and toss me up carelessly onto the stage. My back takes the full force of the throw once I land; the wind is knocked right out of me, but I try to hide it by rolling over on my right side so the people in the crowd can't see me in pain.

Loud footsteps approach me. "You insignificant little brat," I hear Ghetsis' voice above me. His voice is even more harsh and abrasive-and scarier-in person than over a microphone. I cover my eyes, hoping that everything will just go away if I do, yet Ghetsis continued, "I was waiting for something like this to happen. I was waiting for a trainer to use their Pokémon to get the result they want. It appears my waiting is done."

"Oshaaaa...!" I hear Julian cry out followed by a gurgling noise. Julian must've used Water Gun on the man that held him. Afterwards, I feel stubby hands pushing against the hands still veiling my face, and as I peek through my fingers, I see Julian and Chester looking at me with worry. My arms shoot out and capture the distressed Pokémon in my arms, and then I bring them to my chest and embrace them like I haven't seen them in years. This is more than I can handle; I'm already far beyond my highest anxiety level.

"Now do you see what I'm talking about?" Ghetsis questions the crowd. "Pokémon learn from us humans through experience. Pokémon want to please us as best they can, but some don't often know how to do it, so they become like their trainer in order for their human partner to be satisfied. Pokémon can inherit their trainer's attributes very simply. That Oshawott has obviously gained this trainer's ill-mannered attitude. Because she is impolite, so are her Pokémon. Let that be a lesson to you all."

"I have had just about ENOUGH OF YOUR LIES!" I yell at him in a rage, jumping to my feet and pointing a finger at him. "If you must know, both me and my Pokémon are very well-behaved! The only reason my Oshawott did that was because he was sick of listening to you talk shit about trainers and how they abuse their Pokémon! Not every trainer in the world is as awful as you say they are! And I can't believe you'd even have the nerve to go running your damn mouth about me! You have no idea who I am, yet you run your mouth like you do! I can tolerate other people's opinions when they keep them to themselves, but if you say one more fucking word about how my Pokémon are ill-mannered, I'll personally make sure that you won't have the ability to say anything ever again!"

Ghetsis stares at me dumbfounded; his lips stuttering to find the right words to say to me, but I persist in my rant, "And do you really think that freeing Pokémon from the hands of humans will make them any more happy than they already are? Pokémon have been accompanying humans for generations, and now you expect the world to give them up?! It's people like you who make me sick. Forcing your beliefs onto people who have a different opinion won't make them change, so BACK OFF, JACKASS!"

Again, the crowd grows silent, and as I replay in my mind what just happened with what I just said, my face feels like it's being held against a blazing flame. Never in my life have I ever cursed or spoke with that kind of tone... or for that matter, even spoke at all to a person, but this isn't just one person; this crowd holds at least twenty or thirty people, and with all eyes staring at me, my body feels weak and unbalanced. My breath hitches at some points, and it feels like my heart is racing at a mile a minute. Without another word, I run off stage in a panic... but before I get as far away as I would've liked, I suddenly lose all consciousness.


A/N: So, did I tell you or did I tell you? :D Madelynn has a mouth on her when she gets pissed! xD Okay, so to those of you who've already read it, Chapter 2 has received a major face-lift, 3,000 words turn to over 4,000 words, and I introduce Madelynn's newly acquired "If You Make Me Pissed Off, You're Gonna Pay The Price" side. WOO! At least now this story has a reason to be rated T for Teen.