I had a comment that the last chapter was dissapointingly short. I have to agree. I had actually started on this a few hours before, but since someone was openly displeased about the short chapter I decided to continue for you guys. Enjoy!
Elite Four HQ
"Will, what on earth did you do?" Koga asked, an eyebrow raised. The little green haired bug trainer was in the corner rocking back and forth, staring at his hairbrush like it was going to leap up and attack him. Koga eyed Will thoughtfully. He just didn't see the younger man as the time to seriously mess a person up like this.
"I simply told him that too much brushing could cause hair to fall out."
"Hair will fall out anyway."
"Shhh." Will held a finger to his lips with a small smile.
"I have to get back to looking for this Volkner person."
"The two men were talking, eyeing the younger green haired man. They were wondering what was wrong. They were standing so near to that brush, it was quite scary. Maybe they didn't care about their hair." Aaron once again was talking out loud.
"Your explanation for that?" Koga turned back to Will whom shrugged.
"It's been going on this whole entire time. I just finally got tired of it."
"Well, you're needed elsewhere, so get yourself sorted out. I haven't got time for this nonsense." Will shivered under the glare that the poison trainer gave him. He absolutely hated it when Lance wasn't around to keep him in check. Granted, Will himself had been involved in a criminal organization, but that wasn't by choice. And the organization he was involved with wasn't nearly as violent or brutal as Team Rocket, which Koga had been a vary prominent figure in.
Lance had always been the only person that could rein Koga in and keep him in check. There were numerous times Will would have died from his abuse if Lance wasn't there. He just couldn't help the fact that he wasn't a violent person. The young man shuddered again as he felt his bruised ribs, the last mark that Koga had left him with. Sighing Will made his way out of the room. He would have to deal with the strange green haired guy later. He couldn't keep Koga waiting.
Unknown Base…
Volkner was groggy when he woke up. The rocking up down motion wasn't helping. Wait, up down motion? He slowly opened his eyes, and saw that he wasn't in the cell anymore. For a second he was filled with hope, only to realize he was surrounded by a mix of Team Galactic and Team Dim Sun. The rocking motion was created by the air craft he was in going over turbulence.
"Ooh I see your finally awake! This'll be the last time you ever get to ride in an aircraft. Oh, I probably should be telling you not to worry that you could survive, but that would be lying. Tehe. A pity you have to die so young."
"Why me?" Volkner mumbled.
"I do believe we've already been over this but…" Volkner cut him off.
"No, why not use something else. Like a rod, or a, or a pokemon if you really needed to. Isn't that what you people are all about? Enslaving pokemon?"
"Oh, I've neglected to skip this point. Well you see, the electricity will take on certain properties once passed through a person that's been administered the correct, let's say drugs. And with those properties, we'll be able to complete our objective."
"Which is…?"
"Hmm, oh, we're going use it as an almost unlimited energy use…" Wow, Volkner thought, maybe my death will actually do some good. "to enslave the minds of all the pokemon in a world." Not the kind of thing the blonde was thinking.
"You were smart letting all your pokemon out through the window. We probably could have used them to boost the electrical power of our lightning generator. But oh well." Had he done that? The confused blonde didn't know. Maybe he had. A vague memory. But at least they were free, which was more than he could say for himself.
"You'd better look out the window. I'd recommend emblazoning the clear blue skies in your mind. After all we're almost to Almia now."
"Where's Almia?"
"Somewhere near Fiore. Judging by your blank look I presume you don't know where that is either. It's filled with Rangers who don't believe in capturing pokemon, but using a funny little device to 'befriend' them. As if."
Volkner frowned, for the name seemed familiar. Maybe some ranger named…oh he couldn't remember now. But they had been asking about a pokemon that they thought might have come through his city. Volkner vaguely remember giving them a blank look.
The little air craft went through a bout of turbulence. After the electric-type user was sure that it was over, he sat up slowly. The little psychotic scientist was right. The sky were a beautiful view. Volkner wasn't exactly a very descriptive person, but now he felt inspired. The sky was the color of cerulean blue, gorgeous, and glistening. Puffy white clouds were sailing over the sky like small fishing boats. Wingulls soared through the air here and there, looking fish. It reminded him of home. Home that he would never see again.
Never again would Volkner walk across the abnormally hot solar panels. Never would he sit on a beach and watch the waves break against the rocks. Never again would he eat at the quite little café. Never would he have the chance to ask that pretty girl that always smiled at him out to dinner. Never would he witness the stunning firworks that twinkled and exploded against the starry night sky every year. Never would he battle again.
Now that the blonde thought about, battling didn't matter so much now. He supposed if he knew the outcome now, and he had the chance to go back and do it all again, he would have been the architect that he always dreamed of being. Volkner had always been good at school. Now, he supposed his parents were a little disappointed at the fact that he never continued his schooling. But, deep down, he knew they were proud of all he had achieved.
The small aircraft went through a very rough bout of turbulence, and he was knocked to the floor. Emotions welled up inside of him, threatening to gush out. He didn't want to think about the now, that was too horrible. He didn't want to think of what would have happened, but what had happened. Volkner longed a trip down memory lane. But when the plane shift elevation, the nose slopping downward, he knew that he had lost his chance.
Elite Four HQ
Koga was reading over numerous reports, hoping to scrounge up some evidence of where the missing ex-gym leader might be. He sighed and rubbed his temples, wishing he would have been alerted to this situation sooner. He was so into his work, he almost didn't notice Will come in. Almost. The kid was practically a punching bag. No scratch that. A punching bag could defend itself better. At least the punching bag didn't shrink into a fetal position with every little bump.
Koga observed the fact that the psychic-trainer, Lucian, had notice Will's entrance too, though the champion had not. That was one nice thing about Will, maybe the only thing. He actually had psychic powers. Granted, Sabrina's were far more reliable, but Will had random bouts of pure amazingness. Not that you'd ever find Koga admitting it to him.
"Sit." Koga grunted gruffly. Lucian narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he hadn't cared for Koga breaking Will's nose too much. Tough luck. This Elite Four was useless. A bunch of sissies to be exact. A rocket grunt could have easily gone through these. The only decent pokémon that their champion had was a Garchomp, and he knew that the weakest pokémon Lance possessed would just chew that thing up no problem.
A chair screeched from its former position, and Koga heard Will sit down as if he was in pain. Lower himself in slowly. Koga rolled his eyes, and, sticking a leg out, swept the younger man's feet out from underneath him. There was a the sound that someone makes when they sit down a little too hard, and gasp of pain. The purple haired psychic clutched his side and rested his head against the table. In about the same amount of time, there was the sound of a chair falling back and hitting the ground as if someone had just stood up to fast. Koga glanced up seeming the man Lucian standing up and glaring at him.
"There was absolutely no reason for that!" Koga shrugged. He'd admit (not out loud) that he had kicked Will a little too hard, but then again he should have checked the coordinates before he transported them.
"What gives you the right?"
"I do believe I've answered that question once already for you. I'm not the type of person to repeat myself." Koga narrowed his eyes. Just because this fool was a psychic-type user, did not mean that he could easily best Koga in a pokemon battle. This fool apparently didn't realize Koga's sheer power. That and the fact that this bookworm had absolutely no fighting skills.
"Koga, we need to find this missing gym leader before it's too late. It's already been to long as is." Bruno was right. He might not talk very much, but when he did, it was always well thought out. This and his fighting ability demanded Koga's respect.
"Bruno's right. So what do we have so far on Galatic?" This was Will, who had recovered from his pain. The red head looked up hopefully at this.
"Not much. Just that they recently became active again. Same with Dim Sun. But if you remember correctly, Lance jokingly commented on this being 'The International Villain's Convention.'" Will frowned at this, his mind working in overdrive. That was one of the only reasons Koga hadn't had Will assassinated yet. Though he might be no use in the field, he was superb at his job of overseer. That simply meant he was the one that analyzed every mission the league members went on. Which also put him in a lot of danger. Koga had no idea how he always managed to get out of the scrapes though. Maybe he was better than he was letting on.
"What are you thinking?"
"You said his type was electric?" Koga nodded his consent and Will continued, "Surge and Watson also reported sighting of strange people around his gym. Surge especially. Watson's used to it being near old Maville, so he might not have noticed it as much. My guess is that they weren't bothering Volkner too much because of his rank and they knew how powerful he was. How did he hold out against poison and normal types?"
"Man he just breezed through those. Like one time…" Flint was stopped by Koga's hand as he stared intently at Will not wanting the younger man's train of thought to be derailed. There was a memory somewhere that said that he too had been given this information.
"So you think they were targeting the electric types?"
"Yah. Say, what's the weather like in Almia? In particular near that tower."
"Koga pulled out a device and expertly scanned through the information on the screen, stopping only to give the amazing bug-type trainer a glare that he hope would shut him up. That glare would stay with him for years and he would later wake up…"
"SILENCE!" Koga was not in the mood for Aaron's thoughts. The green haired kid immediately shut up. Now he knew why Will had messed with him that much. He probably would have just slit his throat, and blamed it on Team Galataic.
"It's stormy." Koga said, now in his normal tone.
"Yes, that would make sense."
"What would?" This time it was Bruno. At first he thought that Koga knew too, but his expression was just as confused.
"They're going to use him in that machine Karen witnessed that factory making. The one that looked like it would hold a person, but at the same time act like a giant lightning rod. And it would only make sense that if it was Dim Sun, it would be in Almia. And if it's in Almia, then it would need to be at the highest point. Which, consequently would be Almia tower."
"Why not use a lightning rod?"
"Hmm, I don't know. But that's what it is. I'm a hundred percent positive." Will was determined that it he was correct.
"Now is this your gut or your psychic powers." Will felt a shudder run through him, shaking hard.
"Will. Will? WILL!" And that was it before the darkness consumed him.
Oh my gosh! What's happening to Will! lolz, cliff hanger. I want to get back to Lance. But I can't until Volkner gets to Almia. Btw, I want to rant about how stupid Almia is again. Just real quick. Promise. Anyways, how come they have like one ranger base. The ranger base of all ranger base doesn't count, because I don't think two old people would make very good rangers. It's like after a ninja get so old, they start teaching and can no longer fight like they used to. You'd hear their joint before you saw them. Sigh.
I was feeling bad for poor Volkner. I mean really that sucks. Granted, I was the one that put him in that situation, but I think a lot of people would be pretty mad at me if I suddenly zapped him off the airplane and back in Sinnoh. Then again, if I zapped into the bogs, or off a cliff, then that might be a little interesting, but I digress.
Hope you enjoyed, please review and tell me what you think!
