Chapter 9:
Cash was given a steel mechanism that attached to his leg in order to let him walk normally but not need to carry crutches due to it being broken. Being led down an extremely long light green painted hallway. Each Machoke was in front and behind him. He could see that farther ahead he would be led out to a loading dock where an armored truck was waiting for him to be loaded up and then driven to the harbor. From there he would be taken via submarine to the cavern deep under the sea of Hoenn to be kept in a maximum security prison.
He was not going to let that happen. He managed somehow, but he was able to unbuckle the brace of the Machoke in front of him and slip it on under his shirt. It was heavy but he could already feel it increasing his strength. It would defiantly slow him down though.
They emerged from the hallway and onto the loading dock which was set inside a warehouse. It was a concrete platform about 5 feet (1.2 meters) above the ground. To keep things from falling off, or, in his case breaking out, there was a wrought iron fence at the edge of the platform.
He ripped the handcuffs that held his hands together in two and quickly picked up each Machoke and threw them into the hallway. Then while they were stunned he ripped up the fence and shoved it into the hallway like tinfoil into a cup. He then jumped down and ran for the driver's side door of the truck.
He jumped into the cab shut the door and then punched a hole in the spot where the key went. He pulled out the wires and hotwired the truck.
It roared to life! Quickly he noticed it was a manual, pressed the clutch slammed it into 1stgear and threw his foot on the gas. He took off! Quickly pulling out of the garage he could hear once again the drone of attack sirens. He pushed the pedal all the way to the floor and miraculously was able to float shift his way through all 5 other speeds and into overdrive! He aimed his truck right for the main gate of the military base he had found himself in. He closed his eyes and rammed the truck strait through the gate! The windshield had shattered so he simply punched the remaining fragments out of the way. He then turned the truck onto the highway leading down a hill and into the city.
It wasn't long before he was being chased by several dozen police cars and a helicopter was trying to maneuver a sniper into position for a head-shot. Cash had to take off the Machoke brace and use it as cover from the sniper. But he had made his way onto a large main road and simply kept his foot on the gas until he had reached top speed: 90MPH. And driving in a widely varying ziz-zag pattern to make it harder for the sniper to hit him.
Unfortunately the policemen who tailed him were ziz-zagoons so they weren't thrown by his driving tactic. He had already avoided several spike strips but he would eventually be shot in the head, gotten by spike strips or run out of fuel. He had been driving for so long that he no longer ran into cars as that the offices in a helicopter flying much higher were able to inform traffic of when to get the hell out of dodge because the human that allegedly crawled out of a fiery pit unscathed was coming their way.
Although he had a plan to throw the Pokémon chasing him from his tail before he was doomed by fuel guzzling, headshots or spike strips. He had observed several underpasses and noticed that there were always two things: Manhole covers and large concrete barriers. The next underpass was coming up and he needed to somehow crash the truck, jump through the windshield and punch through a manhole cover all in one leap. Fortunately for him the manholes were big about 5ft around so they should be easier to punch through and be easier to hit. Than the ones one would find in a large human city.
As the truck neared the next overpass he quickly swerved the truck over to his far right and took aim. Then Cash swerved over to his left aiming the truck for the divider. Cash jumped forward and over the dash, pushing the brace directly ahead of his head just before the truck crashed and obliterated upon impact! He now felt everything in slow motion. Cash was midair on a direct course for his target. He could feel the rapid pulse of his heart. The tugging of the sheer mass of the Machoke brace, and then a loud 'boom' arose from his left and a heavy sting cut across his back. And moments later he could feel the crumpling of the manhole cover against the brace…and the brace against his nose. Then everything went black.
He was heavily stunned, for an instant he couldn't lift his legs or arms. Then he felt a voice, or a force. "RISE FROM YOUR SLUMBER!" Making him rise up from the ground at the bottom of the access hole. Snapping back on the Machoke brace he dashed off into the darkness and stink. He was now nearly free. Except now he had to find a way out.
Cash began jogging down the small tunnel. Every time he came to an intersection or an area where the tunnel split he was choose the opposite of the direction he chose last time. Again a zig-zag pattern. If search teams were sent down to find him they probably would have taken more linear routes.
There was the problem of some species of Pokémon being able to track him by scent and sound. Which is why he took off his shoes at one point and ran on his socks to quiet the noise. He jogged and jogged for what seemed like forever. Somehow he wasn't getting tired as fast as he would normaly. But he was getting lightheaded.
Cash came around a bend in a tunnel that had a small light at the end of it. He then kept his jogging pace, not wanting to waste energy and find out that it was a search team and not an actual exit.
This was when he heard shouting, voices and the clunk-clunk-clunk of boots. It was coming from behind him. He dared not quicken his pace. The brace was heavy and required a tremendous amount of energy to run with. He was heavily fatigued from running with it and was getting light headed somehow.
The voices and boot clunking turned the bend and saw him running.
"There it is! GO GO GO!" The Mightyena leader literally barked.
Cash came to the exit, it was a steel grate. He simply shoved it out of the tunnel and ran out. Then came back and crumpled it back in place as soon as the search team arrived like he had the wrought iron fence. He then took off jogging once again.
The commanding officer began communicating with the search coordinators trying to figure out where Cash had exited so that they wouldn't lose track of him.
"Holy shit, I had no idea humans were so strong!" A Linoon officer said.
"They aren't. I noticed it was wearing a Machoke brace as it ran away." A Bibarel replied. Despite popular belief in their uselessness, his kind paid attention to certain details.
"Also" The Bibarel continued "It didn't run away, it casually jogged away. The arrogant bastard. It was jogging when we spotted it and didn't even think we were a big enough threat to quicken it pace."
"That because he lost a lot of blood Look at the tiny trail he's leaving." The Linoon said. She was mortified at the endurance of this human. They had all been led to believe that humans were weak, fragile and frail craetures that manipulated everything and everyone they met.
"Quiet you two dumbasses. I'm on the phone with the coordinators and I can't focus with your senseless blabbering's." The Mightyena said. She had no idea that her two subordinates had actually discovered a major detail they could use for aiding their search.
After a minute of jogging outside of the tunnel, Cash found himself jogging down a hill and up to the side of an old dirt road which had a field beside it.
"Finally I'm free! I can rest!" Cash yelled with joy. …"Oh god! I feel like shit!" He said in pain as the fatigue finally caught him.
Quickly Cash unbuckled the brace and let it fall to the ground. Then he let himself fall to the ground. Lying there on his stomach.
Then he felt something wet on his lower back. He reached around to feel up his shirt where it was. Suddenly pain! He pulled his hand back with it coated in the wetness and found it covered in Blood! He had been bleeding! When did he get that wound?
Quickly he drug the brace over to his side and buckled it on tight over the area of bleeding to make it stop. Now he needed water and food. He quickly turned his mind to Amy. He needed to find her. Nothing else came close to her on his list of priorities.
Then the writer of this story decided he needed to stop because he had written a 1,595 word chapter and was fatigued from it being 12:00 am. Although he asked that you the reader to please leave a review, because feedback is always appreciated.
