Curse of the Lucario chap 7

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Chapter 7

I went to my house and let myself in using the hidden key. It was about eight and I knew that my parents should have been home by then.

"Mom? Dad? Anybody home?" All the lights were off and I heard no response.

My neck hair rose and I felt worry creep up my spine.

I grabbed out my phone and punched in my mom's number and hit call.

She picked up. "Hello? Jason? Is that you?"

"Yeah mom. It's me. Where are you guys?"

"Oh. We went out to pick up some groceries after work and decided to eat while we were in town. And how are you talking? Did you already figure out how to use aura?"

"No ma'am. The WPO has this cool device that basically reads my mind and projects the words through its speakers."

"Oh cool. That's great! Now you won't have to haul around that laptop everywhere."

"Yup. I'm going to get some supper, see you when you get home."

"Ok. Bye." I hung up and flipped on some lights.

After fixing something to fill me up, I took care of some homework. As I was working on a particularly tricky problem, I noticed an odd sound. It was the bell I used to tell the pokemon that food was ready. It was ringing loudly.

I grabbed a flashlight and went out back. The ringing kept going and I saw that it was a miltank ringing it.

"What's wrong miltank?"

Miltank noticed me and stopped ringing the bell. He gestured for me to follow him and I did. Occasionally wild pokemon attacked the herd. Though the herd always defeat the offender, a few pokemon usually suffered injuries during such fights. The bell was a way of saying that a pokemon was injured or something was wrong.

Well the miltank hurried me along and led my to a area with a little group of mareep in a circle around something.

"Excuse me, please move." I moved through the group of mareep and suffered a few small unintentional shocks for my effort.

When I got to the center, I saw a pokemon that was definitely not a miltank or mareep.

It was Lucario. The same Lucario that I hit and who should be in the hospital. He was laying on the ground with bandages still on his chest and was unconscious. His leg was already mended, thanks to amazing medical equipment.

"Lucario? Why did you come here?" I knelt down and saw that he was not burned or anything, so the mareep hadn't shocked him unconscious. And his old injures were the only ones evident, so the miltank hadn't fought him.

I started to pick him up, to bring him to my house, when his eyes opened up.

"You're awake! How are you feeling?" I asked, worried.

"I'm fine. Where am I? And how are you speaking so oddly?"

He didn't recognize me. Not surprising.

"It's me, the guy who hit you on the road. You're in our field. Why did you come here?"

He blinked a few times and looked around at the pokemon staring at him.

"How? Why are you a Lucario?"

"I'm not really sure. But why did you come here? You should be in the hospital."

"I'm not sure why. I just felt a strong pull and a really strong need to follow the pull. I managed to get this far before I collapsed. And you appear to be the source of the pull."

I was curious, but put my questions to the back of my head.

"Ok. Well let's get you to my house. We can figure what that means later."

I gently picked Lucario up and the other pokemon moved out of my way as I carried him across the field and out of the gate.

I managed to get him situated on our couch and sat down in the kitchen to text Lilly.

"Hey. I found Lucario, he was laying unconscious in our field."

She responded a minute later. "How is he? Should I send an ambulance?"

"He's sleeping right now. He managed to tell me that he felt a kind of, "pull", and I was the source of the pull. He seems alright though."

"Fine, but I'm coming there myself. Where do you live? I'm about to go on break."

I told her my address and she promised to be there in about thirty minutes.

To pass the time, I made sure Lucario was comfortable. He stayed asleep the entire time.

Strange enough, I also spent some time trying to duplicate what I caused while at the WPO headquarters. I tried to make that blue glow appear around my body, but never could. I guessed it was linked to high levels of negative emotion.

After somewhere around thirty minutes, I saw a vehicle pull into our driveway.

I opened the door right as she got to it.

"Woah. So it is true." She stared at me with wide eyes.

"Yeah, now can you check on Lucario?" I was mega tired of the wide eyed look at that point.

She shook her head a little and nodded.

"He's over here." I led her into the living room and she immediately went to Lucario.

She inspected him with some devices she had brought along. He woke up about a minute in and she asked him questions.

"How are you feeling? Any pain?"

"A little," he admits. "But it's mostly just twinges and only when I overextend myself. My aura helps my bodies natural healing rate. That's why I'm almost better now."

She stopped her examination and stood up. "He appears to be almost healthy. He will need to rest for the next few days. Do you want me to give him a ride to the hospital."

I turned to Lucario. "You can stay here, if you wish. And if she says it's ok." I leaned my head at her and she nodded her consent.

Lucario thought about it for a moment. "You will not attempt to capture me?"

I laughed a little. "Lucario. We only have two pokeballs on this property. And they are both for in case our herd gets hurt bad. And anyways, I will probably get sucked up if I touch one. So you will not be in any danger in that regard."

"Then yes. I would like to stay. I would like to know why you transformed into a Lucario and why I feel such a strong pull from you."

"Good." Lilly says. "I need to be going. Call or text me if there is any problem, or if you ever figure out how you turned into a pokemon."

"Will do. Goodbye." I led her to the door and shut it behind her.

Once I did that, I went back to the living room and saw that Lucario was sitting up on the couch.

"Why is it that you wear those?" He suddenly asks.

"What? Clothes?" I was confused. It was like asking someone why they wore a watch.

"Yes. You are a pokemon. Why?"

I thought about it before answering. "It's kind of psychological. I've worn clothes my entire life. Wearing them provides a kind of connection to normalcy in a very odd situation."

Lucario didn't look very convinced, but nodded anyways.

Before wither of us could say more, the front door opened and my parents came in.

"Jason? You here?" My mom calls out.

"In here mom!" I answered.

She came in followed by my dad, at the sight of Lucario, they both froze.

I broke the silence. "Mom, Dad. Is it alright if Lucario stays with us for a little while? He's the one I hit a few days ago and he's still healing."

My mom smiled. "Of course he can stay. For however long he wants. Have you eaten dear?"

Lucario was surprised at my mom's hospitality. It comes with being southern, she is always taking in injured pokemon that she finds and nursing them back to health.

"I had some berries on my way over here, thank you."

My dad stepped forward and extended his hand. "Pleasure to meet you. And please, if you need anything, call one of us."

Lucario shook my father's hand and nodded. "Thank you for your hospitality."

"No problem. It's getting a bit late. Jason, please go fix our guest his bed."

"Yes ma'am." I turned to head up to the guest bedroom when I heard Lucario say, "wait."

I turned to him. "Yes? Something wrong?"

"Well, I expected to just sleep on the couch." He seemed to have a hesitating tone to his voice, as though he wasn't sure if we were serious.

I waved my hand. "We have a guest bedroom for a reason. You are a guest."

He seemed to be confused, but didn't say anything.

I nodded, the conversation was over. I went upstairs and neatly made up the bed as quickly as possible.

When I came back downstairs, I saw my mom and Lucario laughing at something.

"Got the bed made, do you need a hand getting up the stairs?"

He shook his head and stood up. I saw he was a bit unsteady so I put my arm around him to steady him.

I saw he was about to say something and just said, "just let me give you a hand and don't complain."

He blinked, and nodded his thanks. I bore some of his weight as we went up the stairs.

I showed him the room and helped him to the bed, which he promptly collapsed on.

"Good thing it's a Friday. You can sleep in as long as you wish. Come get me if you need anything. And wake me up in the morning if I'm asleep and you are hungry."

He nodded, looking kind of uncomfortable at the attention. I took the hint and left with a, "goodnight."

"Goodnight. And thanks."

I nod and flip off the light. It's pretty late, so once I unclothed, I hit the sack.

My dreams were pretty weird. I had one that seemed to last awhile. It was where I was in a forest and my eyes were closed. But I could see. Everything seemed to buzz with a bluish color and I could move about without hitting anything. It felt like I had Zubat sonar in my brain.

Too soon, the dream ended, and I woke up to the sound of my alarm that I had forgotten to turn off.

"Stupid piece of crap," I mutter right before I hit the off button and floated down back into the sweet bliss of sleep.

I got about an hour's more worth of sleep before I heard a knock come from my door.

I managed to toss on a robe and shake off most of my sleep in the thirty seconds it took me to walk to my door from my bed.

It was Lucario.

"Good morning Lucario. How did you sleep?"

"Very well. Thanks. I believe your parents are still asleep."

I nod and smile. "Yeah. They really sleep in on weekends. I'm going to fix some breakfast, you hungry?"

He nods with a sheepish look.

"I'll go ahead and make them. You can watch tv or something. Just try to stay quiet."

I get him situated in the living room and I make some breakfast. As I'm doing so, I hear Lucario call me and I walk into the living room. He points at the tv and I see he's on a news channel.

It shows a building that's obviously destroyed and a news reporter was in front of it.

"The recent attack on the pokemon rescue center has shocked the entire region. The death toll has reached two hundred and there are still many people and pokemon unaccounted for. The people claiming responsibility for this attack call themselves Team Styx." I sucked in a breath as I realized what all this meant.

"We have not heard anything about suspects being captured but if you have any information regarding the people that caused this, please give authorities a call."

The story changed over to something else and Lucario flipped off the tv.

"Oh no. They're making their move." I say under my breath, scared.

"What do you mean? Have you met this, "Team Styx"?

I shake my head. "Not personally. But apparently they've been capturing Lucario and using their aura to power very destructive explosive devices. They are the reason I turned into a Lucario."

Lucario had a shocked look on his face and I explained everything that the WPO and Jack had told me. He stayed silent the entire time, tilting between anger, disgust, and confusion.

Once I was done, I got up and fixed breakfast. Letting him digest all the information.

Thanks everyone for your support. I've gotten over 150 views to The Curse of the Lucario. I consider that a nice milestone. Again, please leave a review. Always appreciated. And I will not make any more deadline promises like the last story, I was shaking my brain trying to make this one sound good. But I'll keep working.