The Zoroarks at Sunset

Chapter 2: The Duel at Sunrise

Zoroark was up before the sun was the next morning. She had sensed that something wasn't right. She got off the soft bed she had slept on that night. It had taken her quite a while to finally fall asleep last night.

"How can anyone sleep on this thing," Zoroark said groggily as she rubbed the back of her neck, "I need a firm surface to sleep-," Her chain of thought was suddenly interrupted when she realized that Zorua wasn't anyway in the room.

Zoroark quickly ran down the steps and looked around the Saloon. It was still really early, so it was completely empty. She then ran out of the building in a panic, only to slam right into the Raichu from yesterday.

The Raichu jumped up and shouted, "Watch where you're go- Hey! I've heard about you! You're the Zoroark who's going to defeat Zorro! Right?"

Zoroark nodded, "Yes, that's right, but right now, I'm looking for my son."

Raichu blinked and said, "Whoa...so am I!"

"Well then, let's look for them together," Zoroark said good naturedly.

Raichu nodded and said, "Yes. Let's. Oh, and one other thing! Don't go too hard on Zorro. He's not really a bad guy, he just has a sad past for some reason. Hopefully you'll snap him out of whatever 'thing' he's in." Raichu suddenly winced in pain, and he gently rubbed the bruise on his head. Raichu smiled and chuckled. "Err, and I think you'd better be careful when you fight him. You wouldn't want to make me look like the lucky one if you know what I mean. You know what I mean, Zoroark? Zoroark?"

Zoroark was busy looking over Raichu's shoulder. Raichu turned around to see Deputy Shaymin duck into one of the alleyways.

"What's he doing up at this hour?" Zoroark said.

Raichu shrugged, and the two Pokemon quietly followed Shaymin into the alleyway.

The two of them were greeted by a surprising sight. The alleyway was lined with Pokemon in their first stage of evolution. Wyenots, Cyndaquils, Charmanders, Bulbasaurs, Squirtles, and more were all looking down the center of the alleyway.

"What's going-?" Raichu began.

"SHH!" Shaymin interrupted, and he pointed toward the main street.

Walking into the alleyway was Raichu's son, Pichu.

Shaymin then pointed down the other end of the alleyway, toward the horizon was. The sun peeked up over the horizon, and it's orange light came through in a mighty beam, shooting through the alley, illuminating the area.

And then, out of the gently rising sun, a small figure appeared. Walking confidently, with his trademark sly smirk on his face, came Zorua.

When Zorua and Pichu were only a few feet away from each other, they stopped walking, and Zorua became a Pichu. Both Pichu's charged their cheeks full of electricity. They readied their cheeks to release a single bolt, or bullet so to speak, of thunder at their opponent.

Then, all of a sudden, the Pokemon all shouted, "ZAP!"

"Pi-," the real Pichu began.

"CHU!" the illusion Pichu shouted.

KER – ZAP!

Pichu's mouth dropped open as he fell forward, paralyzed by the attack, and fell forward onto the ground.

Zorua changed back into his true form, and snickered.

The other Pokemon went wild, cheering uproariously, causing many of the other adult Pokemon to check out what was going on.

Zorua walked over to the Pichu. The paralysis had worn off, and the Pichu looked fine.

"No hard feelings, right?" Zorua asked as he held out his paw.

Pichu smiled and shook paws with the fox saying, "Sure. You're really good."

Zorua nodded and said, "I know that. Now, a deal's a deal. You owe me a Pecha Berry Milkshake!"