There was no mistaking it. The guy who was seated on the chair by the dining table was definitely Bill. If only he wasn't tied on that very chair and wasn't unconscious, then the Taillow probably have already flown up to him and started yapping until he submits to his request of helping him out. Discovering Bill in that situation was not was he was expecting to see.
After recovering from being stunned for a few seconds, he lightly shook his head, his hat covering his left eye again. He wanted to fly up to him and help him out, if only those two men wearing familiar black uniforms weren't standing in the same room, talking to each other while keeping an eye on the inventor.
"Tsk," Sky tsk'ed, stepping back. What would Team Rocket want wi—
"What do we even want from this guy, anyway?" one of the grunts asked the other, turning his head to fully stare at Bill.
The other one shrugged. "Beats me."
The other turned to him, frowning. "Really? We just went here without knowing why?"
The other shrugged again. "Hey, I don't question whatever our team leader's asking us to do." He lifted a finger. "But since you're kinda new in this, I suggest you shut up and keep it to yourself, else you'll be thrown into a situation that I don't want to talk about, and you don't want to be in. Trust me."
Those last two words were enough for him not to ask again. And in perfect timing too, as another grunt went inside the room through the door. "Right," he said, eyeing the two as he put his walkie-talkie inside his pocket. "We're to wait until midnight, and then we'll return to base with that guy," he pointed at Bill, still unconscious.
The curious grunt squirmed slightly, wanting to ask the question that kept bothering him.
Their team leader turned to him. "Is there a problem?"
"N-no, sir." He darted his eyes around, until his gaze settled on something on the wall. "I-it's just that...midnight's still a few hours away..."
"Your point?"
Now he knew to never open his mouth again. If only he'll survive this night, then he could apply what he learned to his next missions. "We-well, sir... Wouldn't that be a long time for us to be st-staying here? What if someone visits this guy?"
"No one has visited the guy for years. So I suggest you stop talking nonsense, newbie."
"Ye-yes, sir," he gulped. He eyed the other grunt, noticing his smirk. He threw a glare at him.
"And what's that bird doing over there?" the leader asked, pointing at the Taillow.
Sky yelped, surprised that he didn't hide to safely eavesdrop on them.
"I'll handle it," the newbie grunt said, hoping that him taking action will make their leader forget he even asked those questions earlier. He approached the window where the Taillow was. "Shoo! Shoo! Fly away!"
Sky would have flown away, if only he did. He took his hat off, threw it behind him in anger, and glared at the grunt. "Excuse me? 'Shoo?' You're shooing me?" He hopped inside, tilting his head up so he could glare at the grunt properly. He just insulted him, and he was not going to let it slide. "Excuse me, but I'm not some stray dog that you can just shoo away!"
"Er..." the grunt blinked at him. "...I've never seen this Pokémon before..."
"Neither have I," the other said, pulling out a Pokéball and tossing it at the guy in front of the bird. "Be useful for once."
The grunt barely caught the ball.
Sky was still glaring at him.
"Right," the grunt said, stepping back and taking aim. "Don't fly then," he said, throwing the ball at the angry bird.
Sky simply slapped the ball, hard. It bounced on the sink, breaking it.
"All right, that's it," the angry Taillow ruffled his feathers and flew in the air, wings glowing.
"Gaaaie!" the grunt yelped, stumbling back as a mechanical snapping sound echoed from behind him.
A white blob of energy appeared in the air. The glow started to fade as the blob formed into a purple bat creature. The said bat wasn't even able to flap its wings before a glowing wing smashed on its face, immediately throwing the poor bat on the wall above the door.
"Get that bird!"
Another blob of energy appeared. Before it could take form however, the angry Taillow swiftly flew through it, disrupting the process of summoning a Pokémon. The disturbed energy went back to a yelping grunt's Pokéball as he desperately tried to fend off the bird's sharp talons.
"Oh, for Pete's sake!" the leader said, summoning a yellow, humanoid creature. "Use psychic."
"Yes, master," the Pokémon said, glowing eyes locked on the Taillow. He lifted both arms, pointing his two spoons at the bird as he concentrated.
The Taillow yelped as his body was surrounded with psychic energy. The bird glowed in white before his back was slammed against the wall, and he was suddenly covered in white smoke, and disappeared.
"What?" the leader asked as the grunt that was clawed earlier suddenly fell on the ground, unconscious. He turned, and saw the Taillow flying above the fallen grunt, glaring daggers at him. He smirked. "You're a tough one," he said, pulling out a black-colored Pokéball. "You'll make a fine addition to my team."
"Thanks," Sky spat, suddenly in front of the man's surprised face. "But I have other plans."
Before he could defend himself, a glowing and metal-like wing slapped him across the face, throwing him to the ground, unconscious.
Sky yelped as his mind was once again suddenly felt too painful that him being slammed against the wall didn't even register in his head.
"How dare you hurt my master!" the Alakazam snarled, aiming his two spoons at the bird again, who hung his head, probably too stunned to move.
Slowly, the Taillow tilted his head up. Wide, angry and bloodshot eyes were glaring at the stunned psychic type.
Recovering quickly, the Alakazam glared back, and threw a powerful wave of energy at the bird. He hit him, but the bird didn't even flinch. Blinking in surprise, he threw him against the wall again with psychic energy.
Sky was slammed on another wall on his side, and closed his eyes to bear the pain. He was thrown again, and was slammed against the refrigerator's door on his other side. He slowly opened his red eyes again, glaring at the shivering psychic.
"H-how?!" the Alakazam cried in fear.
"..." Sky pulled himself off of the fridge, and landed on the floor, the glow on his wing fading. He slowly looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. "...How?" He took a step forward.
The psychic took a step back.
"...Let me tell you a secret..." Sky took another step.
The psychic fell on the ground with a startled yelp, spoons rattling on the floor. He cried in surprise when the Taillow was suddenly standing on his chest, his red eyes the only thing he could see.
"...Have you ever killed someone before?"
"...N-n..."
"...Have you felt that nice and sickly feeling of the thick, warm blood, gushing out from someone you killed?"
The psychic was sweating bullets by now.
"...No?" he stepped forward, his talon on the shivering psychic's neck. He blinked, his eyes returned to normal, and he grinned wide. "Well, neither have I!"
What the psychic-type saw next was a glowing wing, and the eternal darkness of unconsciousness.
"Ow ow ow..." the Taillow winced as he turned, and saw the grunt who angered him, nervously looking back at him, shivering as he hid under the table. Sky rolled his eyes, jumped and landed on the floor.
The grunt jumped, startled, hitting his head on the table in the process.
Sky arched an eyebrow. "Jumpy, aren't we?"
"Guh..." the leader was regaining his consciousness.
Sky simply slapped him back to slumber.
"D-don't hurt me!" the grunt under the table begged.
"Wh-wha...?" a new voice said. Blinking the sleep off of him, Bill tried to move, only to discover that he couldn't. "Where...?" He gasped after his blurry vision wasn't so blurry anymore. "T-Team Rocket?!" he yelped, seeing two grunts and an Alakazam lying on the floor.
"Please help me!" the grunt crawled out of the table towards him.
"Ahhhh!" Bill almost pissed his pants.
"Ahhhh!" the grunt shouted back, hiding behind him and using Bill as a shield from the Taillow with a deadpan expression.
"Ahhhh!"
"Ahhhh!"
"Oh, for goodness sake!" Sky grumbled, the scene before him was too painful than his painful body. He extended a wing, eye twitching from the pain. He then 'slashed' the air in front of him, summoning a wave of air that quickly flew and almost struck the bound human, cutting the tape that constricted him in his seat.
Sky wasn't able to pull his wing back. He mentally wondered why he could no longer control his own body, his sight dimming as the tiled floor got closer and closer.
The two humans kept on staring and screaming at each other, unaware of the Taillow that now lay unconscious on the floor.
Panicked shouts could be heard from outside, making a few passersby to stop and look at Bill's house. In an alleyway on the other side of the street, a Meowth was angrily licking a piece of cardboard. When it was wet enough, he crumbled it and formed it into a tiny ball and inserted it in his ear. "Horror movies... Gah! I swear, if Bill wasn't giving me food, I would have murdered him already."
After blocking the sound from his other ear, he smiled with satisfaction and went to sleep.
Above him, a Pidgey and a Hoothoot were perched on a rooftop, blinking and wondering what that noise was.
Author's Notes
Now I wonder where Lais is. Anyway, I'm back to work, so I'm once again busy. Aw well... Also, I wonder where ShadowSnivy went. Hm...
—Idontexistexceptinyourmind
I guess I was simply bored that time. :/ Aw well~
—Something dictionary related
I see you've used that dictionary of yours. Kwekwekwe~ Anyway, a third story? I sure hope there won't be a third one! x.x
—PkmnMaster Rolf
Welp, my only defense is that the Digletts are wild and not all wild Pokémon know everything about weaknesses and resistance. That's why they're only afraid of grass types, 'cause grass-type 'mons are common in forests and bases of mountains. =3
—TheShinyEevee
That must have been one cheap duct tape, huh?
—Modern Silver Productions
Jay was probably babbling about his journey on his sleep, and Ke—Sky listened? I dunno. *shrugs* Anyway, belated Merry Christmas, and a belated Happy New Year!
—AlexanderMugetsu
I'm reeeeeeaaaaaaally hoping that this will be the final fic. xD
—NYSTLSportsFan
I honestly don't remember if Sky's real name was also mentioned in my previous fic. xD And I'm too lazy to check. =P And I don't want a sequel of this sequel! I dun wanna write another sequel! *cries* Also, about Latios, and Latias for that matter, the English dub made them siblings in the movie, but in the Japanese, there are actually more of them around, hence why there were a number of them flying above the city when the movie was about to end. I may be wrong though, but I do remember it like that from the trivia section of that movie on Bulbapedia. =) And I almost forgot... No Rattatas for you!
—Sdarkynecro
We'll see... We'll see... Bweheheheh...
—Redanato the Hero of Flame
I like writing short chapters. It makes me write things quicker and update faster. Plus, because of how busy I am lately, I tend to run out of ideas quickly, making chapters rather dull and boring. Having shorter chapters fixes that though. =) (no! you're the jerk! loljk~)
—Mecha Bayleaf
The Ocarina of Time only sends you a few days into the future, right? Why not just pull out the Master Sword? =3