Disclaimer: Jedd cries as the lawyers carry him off, "I promise you! I don't own Pokemon! Never have! Now let me go!"

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Pokemon Genesis.
By Jedd Shual-Iyiste

Chapter 8.

Jayla stared down her arm to the phone that she had hung up in disgust, "Of all the times for her to turn the damn phone off!"

Garon watched her, more than understanding her anger. Of course, given how little sleep he had gotten didn't help any. Then again, that little curse had turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He had only been asleep for about four, maybe five hours before he woke up, unable to get back to sleep.

Checking his two Pokeballs and the Ultraball, making sure they were safe on his belt, he had left his room and ventured downstairs. Even before he had gotten halfway down the stairs he had heard a television playing. Looking, he saw Ben sitting on a couch watching the TV. The man looked back, hearing Garon approaching and smiled, "Hey there. You're up early."

Garon grunted and flopped down on a chair, "Too early."

Ben nodded and motioned to the TV, where some news article was playing, "Get a load of this." Looking at the screen Garon saw what looked like two people having a battle. A couple of Nidokings from the looks of it.

The larger one then proceeded to dominate the smaller one, defeating it in a quick series of attacks that seemed to end in an explosion. Then a female voice spoke up, "After the Gym Leader, Lyrad, had defeated his challenger, Damon, is where our story really begins to pick up, now if you'll watch," the lady broke off even as Garon felt his eyes widen in surprise in shock.

There, running with a Ponyta and a Growlithe, big blue down jacket on, was Jedd. Garon grinned, "That's Jedd! The asshole! I've been worried about him and he's getting on TV!"

Ben glanced over at Garon, "You know him?"

Garon nodded, "Yeah, um, he, Arak and I are supposed to take the Waynaru Pokemon League thing together."

Ben nodded slowly, then motioned back to the TV, "Then you're really going to want to watch this." Garon stared at the solemn faced man, then turned back to the TV.

Jedd ran about half the distance to the two trainers when he stopped as a girl jumped down from the crowd. The camera wasn't able to pick up what was said, but it looked like Jedd had said something that seriously pissed the girl off for she then proceeded to bring out a very large Arbok.

Garon stared in disbelief as the Arbok launched its attack and Jedd stood between it and the Growlithe. The attack hit Jedd in the back and his down jacket shredded in an explosion of feathers. Slowly, he turned, holding onto the Ponyta's back, then fell to the ground. The Ponyta and Growlithe both nudged at Jedd, trying to rouse him.

The girl pointed and it seemed that the Arbok was about to attack again when the large Nidoking was back. Returning the Arbok, the girl then proceeded to run for it. "And that is our story. The renegade trainer, Sheila, ran after her attack on the new trainer, Jedd. The trainer is currently hospitalized and is in critical condition in the Raset Emergency Care. It is unknown whether or not he will pull through. If you see this girl," a close up picture of a girl covered in make up showed up on the screen, "be advised and contact the local authorities."

Then the lady began rattling on about something else as Garon stared, his face pale. Ben glanced at him, "I take it you need to get to Raset."

Garon nodded, numbly, "Y...yeah." He swallowed and stood, "I gotta..go.." Go kill that bitch, the angry part of him thought to himself.

Ben nodded and stood as well, "You go get... uh... that blue haired girl, Lya's Trainer. I'll get you guys set up to go to Raset."

Now Garon and Jayla were both at the Pokemon Center Airport and Jayla cursed again, "Damn her. I've left her a message telling her to start heading over to Raset. Ugh, and I was just coming back from there."

Garon cocked his head, "What were you doing there?"

"The Gym Leader, Lyrad, runs an Eighth Ranked Gym."

"Ahh, so he's the one you beat for you Badge?" Garon asked.

"Yyyyyyeah," Jayla sighed impatiently, "Damn it, what'd I give for a flying type Pokemon."

Garon smirked, despite his own impatience, "You could always try and catch an Articuno?"

Jayla gave him a sharp glance, then smiled, "Yeah right. Shit, what's taking them?"

Garon looked up at the helicopter dubiously, "Are you sure this is all right? I mean, Ben getting us a ride like this?"

Jayla nodded, "Yyyyyyeah. This isn't a medical helicopter. It for transporting supplies, and in this case, us. Since we're off to see your friend Jedd, who IS in the hospital, there won't be any trouble."

Garon sighed, "I hope you're right."

Then their pilot came running up to them, "You two the ones going to Raset?"

Garon nodded, "Yeah."

The man nodded and jerked his thumb to the helicopter, "Then let's get going."

Two hours later, the helicopter was flying across the sky and Ontista had long since disappeared behind them. Jayla had used that weird laptop phone of hers to call the Raset Hospital. Apparently Jedd had stabilized and was recovering, though he hadn't woken up yet.

Garon stared outside, not really seeing what was out there. For all that he loved this prospect of living in the Pokemon universe, so far it hadn't been a very good stay. Yeah, there had been some really cool moments, but between not having Arak with him, hearing about the Reapers and Lya's story, and now Jedd on top of that, it was as if life was shoving it in his face that life was going to be anything but a picnic.

Sheila.

That bitch would pay. No one hurt his family and got away from it.

Garon sighed and closed his eyes, remember that make-up covered face. If he ever got a chance to meet her, he'd be sure to leave her in the same condition she had left Jedd in. In desperate need of medical attention.

"You ok?"

Garon glanced over and saw Jayla watching him. He nodded slowly, "Just worried. This has turned into a giant mess."

Jayla nodded and scrunched over to him, "Not really. Let me tell you a story. My twin, Shan, myself, and a trainer called Damon traveled together for a while. We got into a giant mess."

Garon blinked, recognizing the name Damon, but where had he- "Damon... he was the challenger. The news said he lost to that Lyrad guy."

Jayla blinked and made a face, "Ouch. Lyrad's no easy competition, but I thought that Damon would be able to handle him. But back to the story, Damon has a sister, she ran the Reapers. Real psycho bitch."

Garon nodded slowly, "What happened?"

"Well, she was having the Reapers to do genetic crap on some Pokemon, two success stories. Both Growlithe. Damon, Shan, and I found ourselves saving one of those two, the second had all ready been taken the Lika. That's Damon's sister, "Jayla shook her head. "Imagine being in the middle of a Reaper facility, everyone there looking for the three of us, and wanting to kill us."

"How'd you get out of there?"

Jayla sighed, "Honestly? Sheer stupidity and dumb luck. See, my sister, Shan, only uses five Pokemon. One of her starters was killed about a year before we set out for our journey. She kept the Pokeball and wears it as a necklace. Well," Jayla smiled softly, "imagine this: Damon has the Growlithe in a Pokeball, so it was his, I'm standing with him, and Shan is standing on a platform, the three of us surrounded by the Reapers. She rips off that necklace, holds it up and starts shouting about there being a Moltres in it that would destroy the world should she release it."

Garon stared at her, "Did they buy it?"

"Yyyyyyeah. Hence the sheer stupidity. The dumb luck was Lyrad. His Nidoking breaks through the front door and begins running amuck in the facility. Apparently he, some of the other Gym Leaders, and the authorities had planned on doing a raid on the Reapers there, and we were lucky enough to be there when it happened. I'll tell you, in a cramped facility, there is no fighting a Nidoking that can break down all the walls! Shan's bullshit about the Moltres bought us the time and Lyrad's Nidoking took care of the Reapers. It was actually how Shan and I met Damon and Lyrad, and what really started our Pokemon journey."

Garon nodded, "Yeah, and I'd say that was quite a mess."

Jayla smiled, "And I'll tell you something else. Ever since then, if anyone ever so much as mentions that Pokeball, she goes on about the Moltres story."

Garon chuckled. "Oh brother."

The two talked a bit more for the next couple of hours until the helicopter finally landed in Raset. When Garon got out he saw three people standing there waiting for them. The first was a lady with pink hair. She had on what looked like a lab coat. The second was a teenager who had black hair, black t-shirt, black pants and black shoes. Garon smirked softly, wishing he had that outfit. He had a take a second look at the third person. Looking at the man, he felt as if he had saw that face before, then he had it. On the news, they had shown the Gym Leaders face, which meant that this man was Lyrad... but the other two?

Jayla began walking towards the two, smiling smugly. She went straight up to the teen in black and put a hand on her hip, "Well, what was this I hear, Damon? Lyrad here actually beat you? Little old Lyrad?" She laughed and lightly slapped Damon on the shoulder.

Damon grunted, "Whatever." Then he looked up at Garon, his face expressionless. Garon walked forward and stood face to face with the teen. Garon guessed this Damon was about his age, and they were certainly eye level. Similar hair too, Damon's ponytail to Garon's spikes. Garon was met with an uncanny resemblance to Jedd as Damon stared him straight in the eyes. That was something that Jedd adored doing, he didn't look at a persons face, he stared into a persons eyes. But unlike Damon, Jedd was full of humor so there wasn't any malice in the action. Unlike Damon.

Garon stared right back into those red eyes, not backing down. Those red eyes held an intensity in them that screamed of horrors. Finally Damon spoke, "And you are?"

Garon smirked, "Garon." He didn't elaborate.

Damon grunted, "Whatever." Seemed to be his catchphrase, must like Jayla and her extended yyyyyyeahs.

The man sighed, "Well, this is going well. You two look like you're ready to kill each other."

Garon chuckled, "I'd say only one of use would be killed."

Damon scowled, "Oh really?"

Garon shrugged, "Whatever."

Damon growled, turned, and stalked off while Jayla gave Garon a dirty look and ran off after Damon.

Garon grinned as the lady with the pink hair and Lyrad sighed, shaking their heads, then turned. His grin turned into a frown and he clenched his fist... Sheila...