Hi all, Joe Elf here with chapter 4.
As I had said, this chapter happens at the same time as chapter three, but from Sensei's point of view. Now from this point onwards, I find it fair to warn, the rating will be "M" for murder, foul language, drugs and implied rape. Think you're mind will blow up? Then don't read. Though I welcome all hate comments to serve as humorous intros. That out of the way, I'd like to thank Something dictionary related fro his review and tell you to enjoy!
Chapter 3-S
Was it morning already? It still seemed so dark out. Well, if I woke up it must be morning. I normally awoke before Master so as to "gently" drag him out of bed. But my head hurt so much! Did I sleep on my sensory locks again? That happened once before and it hurt like crazy for about a week. I think I'll let Master sleep in today, so that I can too. I rolled over onto my stomach, intending to free the back of my head, when, to my surprise, I hit a wall. Wall? Since when has there been a wall here? I opened my eyes and realization struck. That wasn't a dream? EAH! Scared, I backed into the corner of the room and nervously studied my surroundings.
The room I was in was dark, dank and desolate. Made of cement, it had as furniture only a rusty old bed with paper-thin foam padding pushed against the wall. Considering that the bed took up about half of the approximately 3 meter by 4 meter room, it was no surprise there was nothing else save an iron-cast door, the barred window on which allowed in the mediocre amount of light required to see.
As I cowered in the corner, indecisive as to what to do next, the door's lock clicked and the large iron rectangle swung open with a crash. I gasped as the silhouette of a Lucario appeared in the golden light. It was the same one that had abducted me, I was sure of it.
"Get out here," he growled, pointing to the room outside. Not having much choice in the matter, I quietly cooperated. The area extending from my cell was large and square. Another perhaps 20 or 25 iron-cast doors lined the walls, some emitting odd cries and/or banging sounds. The room itself was also concrete, this time, though, it was completely empty. Only one unblocked passage was visible: a staircase leading up to the unknown. "Follow me," ordered the Lucario, so I did.
He led me up the staircase, through winding passages and sharp corners. There was no one in sight, human or pokémon. At some point, I'm not sure when, I noticed my surroundings suddenly appeared a lot more hospitable; elegant wool carpets, meticulously positioned mosaics, intricately carved statues and warm, glowing fireplaces.
Staring in awe at the lavish decorations, I nearly bumped in to the Lucario (which scared the hell out of me, assuming he would murder me). We stood in front of a large wooden entrance. "You go, now." Gulping, I slipped my limber body through the door and into the room beyond.
The place into which I entered was nothing like the rest of the abode I had thus far seen. It was lush with lustrous plant-life overgrowing from mother earth: vines hanging from the ceiling, large-rooted trees straying across the path, big-leafed bushes, all wet from the heavy, humid air. On the opposite side, sitting next to a clear, indoor source, was a being entirely shrouded in a dark red wool cloak. "Come close..." it enticed, so I did.
"Please, take a seat," said the being, indicating a mossy patch of grass directly opposite it.
"I'd rather stand," I replied wanting a better reaction time in case of attack.
"As you wish," it... He, I'd say, shrugged. "How do you find this little alcove of nature I created?"
"It certainly seems like a place for quiet meditation."
"How right you are," chuckled the man.
"Where is Master?" I asked suddenly, anxious to reunite.
The creature to whom I was speaking froze at my words, looking at me with what I could only imagine was horror. "You call him... Master?" it said, recoiling in disgust.
"Of course! Should... should I not?" I finished in a small voice.
"Never! He is not your master, no one is but the Aura. It is a plot to rob you of your freedom."
"But... He himself protests when I call him so..."
"A trick! If you fall for it, you are worthless to him! Look," he added, my doubt clearly showing, "we are not here to take away your freedom. We only... Require you give us a chance. Meniia! Take our guest to the school."
I know not how long he had been there, but the Lucario that abducted me (was Meniia his name?) stood behind me and on order, forced me to follow him. I could not even protest.
We did not take the same path back as there. Instead, we turned right heading out of the "green room", as I called it, and followed the signs (for there were now signs marking the walls) of an open book. This trip seemed to take far longer than the last.
Finally, my guide pushed open a door leading down a long corridor to another one. As we walked, I caught glimpses of the other rooms on the sides of our path: they were classrooms. Full of Riolu and Lucario, all being taught by a Lucario dressed in an open robe made of the same red fabric as the person I met earlier. Later, I would remember noticing that some of the students were attached, in various ways, in place. But then, everything was happening so fast I had no time to analyze it all. Arriving at the door, the Lucario gave me a stare that clearly ordered silence. We then entered the next room.
It seemed to be some sort of "teacher's lounge". Various Lucario sat and stood, talking and drinking some odd liquid. In addition, there was one Riolu. A female. She was also drinking but she stayed silent, subtle, inconspicuous.
We made our way over to her. All the while, I glanced around the room on wonder. I had never seen so many of my own kind before! I couldn't even remember my own parents... My earliest memories were of that day. The day I met Master, out in the fields. So long ago...
A sharp intake of breath snapped me out of my reverie. Right in front of me, in front of everyone, my guide was fondling... "What?" I gasped. No one else noticed what was happening. And the Riolu, she was shaking and staring pleadingly at me. Me of all people! How was I supposed to do anything?
Luckily, if you could call it luck, just as the Lucario's gestures became more and more violent, another Lucario across the room called out roughly: "Meniia, you forget your place. Get over here!". Grinding his teeth in irritation at the interruption, the one in front of me shoved the girl to the ground, shot me an authoritarian look, and strode over to the colleague that ordered him to stop.
Free of his oppressing presence, I hurried over to the whimpering victim struggling to get up a few feet away. To my surprise, my helping hand was slapped away as she got up on her own. "Are you alright?" I whispered.
"Quiet!" she hissed, motioning the surrounding crowd.
"But he was... Why did you let him? He can't do that!"
"Shut up!"
"But-"
"It's none of your business," she said, poking me in the chest, "What and with whom I do anything with. Now be quiet before-"
"Well, it seems you two get along quite well..." interrupted Meniia (I assumed that was his name) with a surprisingly warm voice despite the malice glimmering in his eyes. The girl jumped away from me, squeaking something unintelligible. "In that case," he continued, "Perhaps you should be his guide during his stay here..."
"But..." she managed to squeeze out of her trembling body.
"Silence!" the Lucario growled, no longer pleasantly. "Go. Now."
Shaking with fear, she nodded, grabbed my wrist and rushed to the door. On the way out, another Pokémon called out "Work hard and you could become a Ichinia!" causing everyone else to burst into laughter, and she to grind her teeth, blushing, before the door was slammed shut behind us.
"Where are we going?" I asked, jogging to keep up with her fast pace. She didn't answer me, she simply took a sharp turn and headed up to another bland steel door. Opening it, she allowed me in then shut and locked it behind us.
We were in what I assumed were her quarters and while they seemed better than the cell I had been in, it wasn't much better. There was a bed and a small desk on a still-cement floor as well as a door in the wall on the right. "It's time to sleep. Go to bed."
"Now? But... What time is it? It can't be that late if those people were still in class..."
"They were... Night classes. Sleep," she ordered, leaving through the only unlocked door available.
Alone, I knew I had no choice. Nervously, I sat down on the bed and made myself as comfortable as I could. A few minutes passed, minutes in which I started to calm down enough to think, when the door opened again. A pause, then an angry voice: "What the hell do you think you;re doing? Get out of my bed!"
I jumped up, spluttering an apology and asking where I was supposed to sleep. "On the floor, you idiot," she said, pushing me out of the way and laying down on her bed. Since she turned over, her back to me, I concluded that there was no room for discussion. I therefore simply sat down on the floor, as instructed.
Two hours later, I had still not fallen asleep. And since the girl was in the only bed, I had no where to do so. The girl... "I don't even know her name..." I murmured. To my surprise, a voice answered me:
"Rin... My name is Rin..."
So, she was awake too.
0.o ...Not good, is it? Next up: Yuki's tale.