-Knight Debut-
Delia Ketchum thought she was lucky when she won those free tickets for the Santalune City Circuit, all expenses paid, but looking around at the people tied around her and the bad men shouting orders, made her think otherwise. How could her good luck suddenly go south so quickly?
"Okay, ladies and gents just keep cool and nobody gets hurt," one of the men said as his Bisharp stood on guard in front of them.
Oh, what a horrible, horrible man! Delia thought, as another Bisharp stood guard behind the group she was tied with. How could such a wonderful day turn into a nightmare?
"You are not going to get away with this, you little punks!" Delia and a few others turned towards the voice that had suddenly spoke; Grace Ganabe, along with the Gym Leader, Viola Dubois glared back at them backed up by a pair of racers that had been tied with them as a group.
"Heh, and what are ya gonna do about it?" the punk asked, smirking down at the group. "You kinda seemed a little tied up!"
"You really think you'll be able to get out of here without repercussions?" the Gym Leader asked him. "The police are waiting you up front, and if they don't catch you, you better wish I don't even have a chance to do so!"
"And how you gonna do that, exactly?" another punk asked, grinning like a maniac. "You have no Pokémon. You'll stand no chance against us Rushers!"
"Tough talk for someone that uses Sleep Powder on a crowd of people and then threatens the Gym Leader to lower arms by threatening innocents," Grace retorted, glaring. "I'll be watching my back if I were you, little punk. I bet you won't like getting hit in the behind!"
"Shut up! Bisharp use Metal Claw on this bi—"
"Quiet! Are you guys seriously taking the bait from these chicks?"
Delia glanced at the man who had spoken.
He was tall, older than the two 'punks' who were badmouthing Grace and Viola, with long black hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a black jacket and jeans to match. Next to him, the three heads of a Dodrio glared back at the crowd. "If they wanna keep talking, just break their jaw, see how they like it." The two women just glared at the man, as the other two and their Pokémon laughed.
"Hehehe, you're right, Tito," the man, who had threatened Grace before, looked back at the woman. "Keep talking lady, and you might lose those pretty teeth!"
"I don't mind losing teeth…the question is, do you?"
"Why you—"
"ENOUGH!" Tito cried, glaring at both Grace and the punk. "If you don't keep quiet, fine, we'll knock them teeth outta you," he turned to glare at the man. "And if you keep taking her bait like an idiot, I'll make sure you are the one with no teeth! UNDERSTOOD!?"
"Y-yeah, Tito…"
"Good."
Oh, yes. Delia Ketchum's luck had turned sour alright.
"Oh no!" she cried. "OH NO!"
Serena knew she was panicking. She couldn't help it, but she was. Achilles and Shadow had tried calming her down for the last ten minutes, to no avail.
"Why is this happening!?" she cried, hands on her cheeks as she walked back and forth. "Who…who would do such a thing!? Why aren't the police doing anything?" Serena went on, as the two Pokémon watched her in concern.
Just seconds after the news break, 'The Great Lucario' had been cancelled and replaced by a special news program. They detailed how a local group of punks by the name of the "Rushers", managed to kidnap the crowd watching the Circuit and threatened the Gym Leader into giving herself up after they had warned her that people would get hurt if she didn't. The police had surrounded the Circuit building minutes later, but as of yet, nothing was happening. No one did or said anything. They were stuck in a loop and it was driving Serena crazy with worry.
"Chesnaught! Ches!" The Chesnaught cried, stomping its foot to gain Serena's attention. The girl looked back, tears already spilling from her eyes.
"W-what? Have they done anything? Oh please, tell me they did…" Serena stared back at the television screen, the same footage she had seen seconds ago still mocking her. The Chesnaught stomped its foot again, making the girl look away from the television. "…what are you trying to say, Achilles?"
"Ches! Ches!" Achilles cried, motioning towards himself and then at her.
"We should go?" Serena asked, feeling a little light headed. "…but how are we gonna stop them, Achilles!? The police haven't done anything productive and they're threatening people in there!" The Chesnaught sighed, before grabbing her by the arm and dragging her towards the counter, arguing the Pancham to follow them. "Wh-what are you doing? Where are we going?" Achilles dragged her towards the back of the shop with little difficulty and then, pointed down at the floorboards on the kitchen. "What?"
"Ches!" the Pokemon quickly removed the floorboard one by one, revealing to Serena a large crystal box. She gasped as she stared back at the Green Knight's armor, helmet and all. Even the sword Mr. Greene had used to save her from those poachers was there! "Ches! Ches!" Serena looked back at Achilles, who pointed first at her and then at the armor.
"Cham! Pancham!" Shadow cried, patting her leg and pointing at the armor, as if agreeing with the idea the Chesnaught was suggesting.
"…you don't mean…?" The Chesnaught nodded. "Wait! I can't do that! Pretend to be the Knight! I might mess up! People might get hurt because of me!"
"Chesnaught!" the Pokémon howled, glaring at her. Serena flinched.
"I know you think I can do it, Achilles…but what if…what if…"
"Cham! Pancham!" Shadow replied, tapping the crystal box, while the Chesnaught continue to point at the armor.
They were right, Serena knew. If the police couldn't do it, perhaps the Green Knight could. But the real and competent Green Knight was being released from a clinic back at Lumiose with back pain and Serena had only a year of training. Could she even stand a chance without messing things up?
"Chesnaught!" the Pokemon spoke again. Serena looked down at the crystal box and then, nodded.
"Okay…I'll do this…let's do this…now…how do I get this thing opened?"
Tito was getting anxious. The police had yet to send someone to talk to them and knew he knew they were screwed the moment one of them got out. He figured that the only reason the police were still planning out things was because of the hostages, only because of them. Either way, if any of his crew messed up they'll be screwed. And with some of the hostages growing some balls thanks to that Ganabe chick and their Gym Leader, the plan to use them as protection might not work out if one of the hostages decided to rebel back and give the police enough reason to send any of their Pokémon after them.
Little bastards, the man thought as he surveyed the scene; two Manetric lay in wait along with their partners in the front of the Circuit building, while another group out with Houndooms and even a Hawlucha stood in wait as back up. They're waiting for us to do the first move! Fuck it!
He ran back to the main room where they were keeping the hostages. Tito scowled at his subordinates as they saw them struggle against one of the wild Rhyhorn kept at the Circuit and cared for. It was the only Rhyhorn not inside a Poké Ball, and the only one that was giving them problems. If only that Viola had not taken out his Vileplume with that weird water bug of hers, Tito would have put that Pokémon to sleep no problem. "What's the fucking hold up, idiots?" he yelled, as the Rhyhorn was hit by one of their Bisharp.
"Stop it! You're hurting him!" Ganabe yelled from her place on the floor.
"You shut up!" one of the punks cried, as they finally put the wild Rhyhorn in a cage. "All done, boss," he nodded at Tito. "What do we do now?"
"We hightail it outta here," Tito explained. He pointed at the pair of Rusher members. "Grab as many Poké Balls you can carry and run out the back entrance by the Santalune Forest, a few of the cops are out there," he looked at the punk who had previously shouted. "Use your Koffing to blind them with a Smokescreen; we'll escape in the con—"
"CHESNAUGHT!"
Everyone in the room stood still as they heard the howl.
Tito blinked and then looked behind him. Had the police actually been so stupid as to—
"Stop right there, you p-punks!"
Tito's breath was caught on his throat as he stared at the armored face of the Green Knight and his gallant Chesnaught. "Oh…you have got to be shitting me…" he muttered, gulping as the Knight moved towards them.
They were definitely screwed now.
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Serena was nervous. No, nervous wasn't the right word. Scared seemed more appropriate for the situation she found herself in.
She walked slowly towards the group of punks, trying with all her might to stay calm. "Don't yo-you dare move, villains!" she cried, her voice distorted by the metal helmet she wore.
"Hehehe…so the old man is back in town," one of the punks said, smiling maniacally towards Serena. Achilles stepped forward and roared, causing the group of punks to walk back slowly, the speaker's smile disappearing as if noticing the Pokémon for the first time.
Deep breathes, Serena…you can do this, remember…the girl thought, taking her sword out slowly, glancing at the group of punks before looking at the crowd. She sighed in relief as she noticed that everyone—most importantly her mother—were safe and sound. Let's make sure to end this fast…oh please let's end this fast. Serena glanced at her surroundings, noticing the Rhyhorn trapped in the cage.
It wasn't Aristotle, but it seemed miserable all the same.
"Ah, Green Knight, what's happening, man?" one of the punks, Serena assumed the leader, smiled. She grew weary of him almost immediately, noticing one of his hands go behind his back; she failed to notice as one of the punks did the same. "Hey, you think we can talk 'bout this you know over tea and cooki—"
"No."
"Ouch," the leader flinched as if hurt. Serena took another deep breath, her sword lowered but ready to strike, while Achilles eyed the two Bisharp nearby. "That hurts my feelings, man…you're too cruel."
"I'll show you cruel," Serena replied, glaring behind the helmet. She felt something softly grabbing her hair, tied in a ponytail and hidden behind the long cream colored cape. The girl glanced down towards where she knew Shadow was hiding, holding unto the armor's back. Serena gave a small nod; she received a small tug before going into a fighting stance. Mr. Greene is probably going to kill us…but we have no choice now…
She now noticed the two punks and their Bisharp moving towards her, one of them releasing a Koffing from its Poké Ball. The leader of the punks laughed as he released a Pokémon of his own, a three-headed beast by the name of Dodrio, who growled back at her and the Chesnaught.
"Oh, but we'll show you first, won't we boys?"
Serena closed her eyes, and then, she ran; Achilles at her side and Shadow holding tightly behind her.
It was time to prove to Mr. Greene if she really was the successor he wanted.
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Delia watched in utter amazement as the pair of Rusher punks ran towards the armed knight, while the latter ran just as fast towards them. "Is…is he insane?"
"Insane? The Green Knight may look crazy to some people, but he's really tough even at his age," one of her companions told her, looking back as the Knight and his Chesnaught dodged a Slash attack aimed at them. Everyone cheered when the Knight hit one of the punks straight in the nose with the hilt of his sword.
"He shows up a year ago and now today, wasn't the old geezer retired, not that I'm complaining, though," a young lass to Delia's left replied, cheering when the Knight's Chesnaught sent one of the Bisharps to dreamland with a well-placed punch to the face.
"Heroes never retire, they just take breaks," the man from before told them. Delia gave the man a look, and then looked back at the Knight, flinching unconsciously as the remaining Bisharp's attack got him straight in the arm, leaving one of the punks laughing hysterically at the Knight's pain. The Knight let out a yelp before punching the laughing punk straight in the face. Delia noticed with some inner amusement that the guy the Knight had punched was the same one that had threatened Grace just an hour before. He was on the floor in seconds, spitting blood and something white out of his mouth.
Karma really does hurt, doesn't it? the Kanto native thought, as the crowd cheered.
"Oh, I wish I could grab my camera for this!" Viola cried, laughing.
The Knight moved quickly, dodging one of the punk's punches, as he let his injured arm dangle a bit by his side. He dodged the punk's second punch, before punching him hard straight in the nose, knocking him to the ground.
"Ouch, that really had to sting," Grace remarked, glancing at the leader of the punks. Delia looked at the leader too, wondering what had attracted the racing champion's attention.
He was sweating, cursing under his breath as the second Bisharp was sent flying by another well-placed punch delivered by the Chesnaught. "Can't you guys do anything right!?" Tito yelled. The bloody punk glared at the grass type and pointed,
"Koffing, Sludge!" The Koffing moved quickly at its master's order, spitting out a black substance from its mouth. It hit the Chesnaught right in the face, making it cry out in pain.
"Chesnaught!" the Knight cried, before looking at the Koffing and its trainer.
"Give the knight a little explosion to the face, Koffing!" The Koffing began glowing menacingly, but the Chesnaught was not down yet. Before the glow came to an end, the Pokémon grabbed unto the Koffing and send it straight towards the punks, who had decided to huddle together nearby.
"SHIT!"
The poisonous Pokémon exploded, knocking the punks to the side and sending a cloud of smoke all around. People held their breath, some coughing thanks to the smoke created by the explosion.
Tito cried out, and looked back at his Pokémon. "We are getting the hell outta here, Dodrio!" he picked up the bag containing a few Poké Balls, and hopped on top of his Pokémon. "Move it, Dodrio!"
As the cloud of smoke cleared, the Green Knight revealed himself along with his Chesnaught, behind his flapping cape the fallen punks and their Pokémon. The Knight looked up and groaned. "You've got to be kidding me," he muttered. He looked at his companion through his concealed face and pointed. "Release the hostages, Chesnaught…I…I…" the Knight stared at the caged Rhyhorn as the Chesnaught walked towards the hostages. "I'll chase that criminal."
This chapter got poster earlier than expected :), but might as well, it was done after all (after a few corrections here and there). Next week a chapter might come out or not, I've been having some writer's block lately, but I will try to post the chapter either by Friday or the weekend next week.
You might have noticed I included a certain someone's mother but that certain someone is not going to show up until a later chapter (probably by chapter 6 or 7) only because as I mentioned before, the main focus is going to be Serena at least for the time being.
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See ya, next week!