CHAPTER 2
I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock blaring in my ear. I wasn't quite sure what happened for the next three seconds, but then I was on the cold morning floor with shredded paper everywhere. I looked up to find everyone laughing at me. Man, why did I always have to make things hysterical? Yes I often did that on purpose, but when I don't try, it just happens anyways. I am Harpy, and my life story so far goes somewhat like this:
I was caught from the wild, forced to do my trainer's bidding at all times, beat the Elite Four, MUSH Team Aqua's stupid fish pokemon, and MUSH the Gyms. All in no particular order. Oh, and look at pictures of grumpy purugly quotes. Anyways, back to the morning when I smashed my nest in alarm. Brendan took all of us downstairs for breakfast. Upon walking down the stairs, I found my Master's mother and children gathered about the dining room table eating eggs and bacon.
"Yum!" I screeched and proceeded to take their bacon.
"Hey! Get off the table!" his mother hollered from the kitchen. I glanced back at my disapproving trainer. I slumped and dropped to the floor. The other pokemon laughed. Even Brendan's baby sister looked amused. Everyone else were upset about the loss of their breakfast.
Later, I overheard with my sharp hearing that Brendan's Mom wanted him to run some errands for her. He wouldn't be back for five hours. Oohh yes. Later Brendan returned us to our respective type of poke ball.
I saw the light getting brighter. I was ready for battle - or whatever Brendan wanted. But I was surprised to find that it was just Stephen, Master's younger brother. He must have been ten years old by the aura he was radiating. I knew pretty much everything based on my surroundings and an advanced perception of nature. I carried more aura power than most lucario, so I immediately knew that Brendan was nowhere near.
I looked around to find myself in the front yard of the house; my other friends appearing. Once all the pokemon were expectantly looking about the yard for Brendan, Stephen spoke up.
"Hey guys! It looks like he gave me permission to take care of you while he is gone! It's going to be so cool to be walking about Hoenn with the champion's team, huh?!"
"Man. Stephen is really shallow," Lenny said. "It's not like anyone is gonna think he is cool with his brother's pokemon."
"Well, he has no badges so we don't have to listen to him if we don't want to," I said.
Eclipse nodded.
"What!? Master didn't take me with him? How is he going to run errands without my flying skills?" Harpy said.
We all glanced about and sure enough, Patriot was nowhere in sight. I tried to hold in a laugh at the pitifulness that was Harpy and put an arm around her. Stephen was watching our exchange with curiosity. If he was as smart as Brendan, he probably would have already returned us to our poke balls before anything went out of hand. Unfortunately I had to be a part of this.
"Don't make me injure you!" Harpy snapped.
I stepped back nervously. It was true. Harpy had the potential to kill us all if she really wanted to...good thing she wasn't completely mental. Harpy wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck indignantly.
"Okay. I propose we leave this loser and just go exploring!" she said.
The rest of us agreed. So we did what was customary whenever we wanted a quick escape (saved our lives once). We all quickly grabbed the poke ball basket that Brendan left Stephen. All of us tapped our poke balls and disappeared. I went in even though I strongly disagreed with almost every single decision this crazy staraptor made. Peer pressure was a real thing that must be resolved before untimely and unwanted things start happening.
I didn't want to get left behind with Stephen. Of course Harpy didn't return to her timer ball. I knew from the boring darkness of my poke ball that we were probably already over a thousand feet up in the Hoenn sky.
About twenty minutes later, the light returned and I took in my new surroundings. From what I could tell, we were not in Hoenn. There were no tropical plants anywhere in sight. In fact, almost everything was paved. We were in Castelia City. Lenny's mouth dropped open. Eclipse looked relaxed as always, just taking in the change like it was no big deal. But it was. There were people everywhere.
I turned to Harpy, a tad bit upset.
"It would've been nice if you stayed in Hoenn."
"Umm, yeah, I guess," she mumbled, all the while dodging the many feet that surrounded us.
Glade looked at her with a concerned look.
"You have a reason. I can see it in your eyes. But you don't want to tell us."
"Shut up," she said miserably.
Even my aura had a hard time keeping up with her roller coaster of emotions.
"You don't have to talk about it," I said nicely.
Harpy breathed out.
"Thanks. In the meantime, let's explore."
This had to be the most crowded city I've ever seen. Even more crowded than Mauville. If we didn't move fast, we might get turned in to the authorities of Unova. The people were carefully avoiding stepping on us, but it probably wouldn't last much longer until some idiot accidentally does it anyway. Just as I was thinking this, a streak came out of nowhere and struck me in the chest.
There was a loud clanging sound of metal on metal and I fell backwards. Everyone scattered. The pedestrians turned to see who made the crash. A kid had slammed into me on his bicycle, and he had shot off his seat on impact.
"What in the name of Red's easy to wear shorts was THAT?" Harpy hollered.
We all crowded around the kid to see if he was injured. He had a blue jacket on, brown hair that stuck up in many places, and, as we learned a second later, a hasty attitude. He saw Lenny and threw a quick ball at him. The moment the ball made contact, it just bounced off of him like he wasn't even a pokemon. Right. poke ball technology these days was so good that they recognize whether a pokemon has ever been caught before.
The original capture marks the target as its territory, making sure no other poke ball can be used on it. Thank goodness. I knew that we were already drawing way too much attention. We needed an escape plan. The kid looked confused. He pulled out a ball and released his pokemon. Was he seriously challenging us to a battle in the middle of the street? Where did this kid come from? Because he made no dollars to us at all.
"Go, SALAD!" the kid yelled.
He released his pokemon in a flash of light. Even Eclipse was laughing when he saw what it was. Salad was a serperior. It coiled in front of us in the center of the street. Yep, I've officially confirmed to myself that this kid had no respect for the law at all. There were literally signs hanging all throughout the street saying that no pokemon battles were allowed because of the massive disturbance it used to cause at night.
"Salad, Use leaf storm on the flygon!"
Lenny smiled to us.
"I sense trouble," said Glade.
"Shut it," Harpy snapped, "As if we didn't know what leaf storm does. OF COURSE HE'S IN TROUBLE!"
Wow, funny and salty should've never gone together.
"Just take out the kid quick and then we run!" said Eclipse. Lenny took off, dodging the flurry of leaves and landing on a light post. He happily pulled out an array of Poke Puffs, Poffins, Poke Beans, and Poke Blocks from his focus sash and began to eat. The superior angrily began slithering up the post. The calm look Lenny was projecting was probably infuriating the trainer.
"Use your vine whip to pull it down!" the trainer yelled.
"Watch out!" I called.
But he was too late. The hard sharp whip slashed him off the pole and his sash fell to the ground. Luckily, Glade already saw it coming and leapt forward to catch him.
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-PatrioticSwellow
