Disaster

This chapter has now been edited. Fear the editation or be eaten by Nyoka.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. I also don't own any reviews for this story. I also don't own the Weird Al music I've been listening to.

"and Saturn just got another boost on the Weird-O-Meter." - Inside Smoker-Taisa's head in Defensive Killer.

Chapter Three: The Chase!

After the introductions had taken place, Sang leaned against the wall, Drift and Torchwood started to talk to each other, Makura helped Kishi readjust her bandages, and Blade slept through everything. About thirty mintues later (Or at least what I presumed was thirty minutes), Nyoka and Aemoh walked through the door and started talking to Drift and Torchwood. A Wingull flew through the door a few minutes later, and when I say through the door, I mean literally through the door. It passed right on through the door. Like a ghost. And it was oddly colored, too. The ghost-like Wingull talked to Sang, and then floated over to me, a black collar in his feet...or claws...or whatever you want to call them.

"Hello, Kaosu. My name's Draft. I'm a tech editor here at the palace. And, um, I have to put this on you. So says Lord Shalizander!" The ghost-like Wingull exclaimed, politely at first, then nervous, and finally as an annoucement. I snorted, irritatedly, and put one paw over the other paw, and put my head down on my makeshift pillow.

"Hell no. For all I know, that thing could be a device to control my every movement like a slave." I said, yawning afterwards.

"No! Lord Shalizander insists that you must wear this!" Draft sqeeked in protest.

"Even more reason for me to not wear it."

"Come now, Kaosu! Everyone else is wearing them!" He tried to persuade me. I snorted.

"Feh. Yeah, right." I didn't remember any of them wearing those stupid collars.

"It'ssss true, Kaossssu!" Nyoka exclaimed, before turning back to his conversation with the others. I raised my head and looked at the other Pokemon in the room, and saw that they each had a collar somewhere on them. I snorted again.

"Fashion is an art so ugly it has to be changed every six months." I said snottishly, and put my head down again. The Wingull gave of what I thought was a growl, before...

"Drift, Torchwood, hold her. Aemoh, make sure he doesn't attack them." Sang said, in her quite yet authoritive voice. The three came at me, and I growled warningly and beared my fangs. They didn't seem impressed or scared, and that annoyed me.

"Just hold still and don't resist, Kaosu, and it'll be over in a flash." Aemoh said, trying to reassure me.

"Yeah! It'll be over and I might not have free will anymore!" I said, getting up and preparing to dart or unleash a Razor Wind. The Monferno walked up to me, not afraid.

"Don't try to resist. Remember, I can burn you, and you have a type disadvantage against me." He said, sporting a cocky smirk. I growled, and darted towards the door. Unfortunetly, I made it. Notice the un on the unfortunetly. Aye, as I ran out into the hall I realized I had no idea where the hell to go to escape. I darted down the hall, picking random paths, knocking many things down, which included humans and Pokemon.

"Catch that Absol!" I heard Drift yell as he bolted down the hallways, trying to catch up with me. People started to chase after me, and I had to run faster to avoid being caught. I saw numerous Starter Pokemon joining the chase, along with their evolved counterparts. Most of them weren't a threat. Oh, who am I kidding, they were all threats, except for the water ones. Most of the fire ones were really speedy, and the Charizards could fly. The grass ones sent their vines after me, trying to catch me. The water ones could have been more useful, but their water abilties would make the floor slippery, and their ice attacks would do the same.

I haphazardly darted through the building, and as Fate would have it, I always picked the most diffulcult routes. They were filled with lots of crap and people, along with more Pokemon to join in with the chase. I kept running and running until...

Dead end.

Damnitt. I looked around for another way out. The only other way was the air ducts, and I was too big for those. I wanted to panic, but I knew panicing would be useless. The Pokemon were almost to me when I thought of a plan. I sat down, sighing.

"Alright, alright. I give up! Put the bloody thing on me." I said, trying as hard as I could to not screw this up. Draft flew up to me.

"Good! I knew you'd see the bright side event---" He didn't get to finish his sentence as I used Slash against him, and then darted through the crowd of Pokemon. I heard cries of shock and irritance, and grinned. World's most irritating Pokemon award goes to...Kaosu the Absol! I thought as I reached the end of the crowd, and plowed through the hallways, going through random halls again. I got cocky and smirked, and looked behind me...

SMACK!!

I wobbled backwards, stunned. I looked up to see what or who I had run into and gasped before cursing my luck. Shalizander.

Shalizander looked down at me, irritated that I had run nto him. When he saw it was me, he gave off a creepy grin that revealed most of his grime and food covered teeth. The cookie-chucking feeling came back.

"Well, well. It's Kaosu. Making your escape so soon? It might have worked better if you hadn't run into me." He said in that voice of his. I gave off a nervous chuckle, before I darted past him. I could have made it, had Fate not have hated my guts, and the fact that Shalizander was a Psychic. He picked me up with his mega-evil telekinesis, and gave me another grin. No! I had been so close! I thought, ready to cry.

"Well, little Kaosu, let's take you back."

"Huh? To Earth?" I asked, in shock. Then the stupid bastard decided to smash all hope.

"No. Your room." He said, forcing me back to my room.