This one's long, but not as bad as the other. :D
Chapter 10: Voodoo Doll
Haunter had finally given up on the sour sounding instrument and decided to go upstairs to meet Umbreon. Before he did though, he got a horrible chill that rocked him. He knew that chill anywhere. It meant that there was another of his kind there!
He jerked upwards and could sense the presence upstairs where Umbreon said she'd be exploring the house. Could she have found a Ghost Pokémon up there?
And if that was the case and it was alone with Umbreon-
EVE!
Knowing full well that not all Ghost Pokémon were as friendly as he, Haunter flew up as fast as he could and fazed through the floors.
Umbreon was still in place after the strange doll's Mean Look, and watched as he raised his needle to use a Curse on her, whatever that was.
She was about to use Psychic in an attempt to stop him when Haunter suddenly fazed through the floor behind the doll. The Pokémon spun around and was batted away by her friend, sending him flying harsly into the wooden wall nearby.
Haunter seemed to do a double take at the doll and yelled, "Oh no! Not one of you!" he darted his eyes downwards when the doll's needle hit the floor. The ghost immediately grabbed it and with one hand broke it in half. The needle glowed blue and turn into mist, evaporating away in an instant.
The doll hopped to his feet, the impact seemingly having no affect on him, and screamed in anger at the loss of his needle.
Haunter floated protectively in front of Umbreon, who was starting to shake off whatever hold the doll Pokémon had on her before. He glanced behind him without turning completely around, "You okay? How many Curses did he use?"
She shook her head, the attack wearing off completely now, and answered, "None, you stopped him before he stabbed himself with that needle."
"Good." He looked back to the doll who had positioned himself before them now, looking quite pissed. Umbreon just started at him, "Haunter, what the heck is that thing?" "No time to explain!" Haunter hissed as the living doll's real eye narrowed at them, "Just know we have to get away from it as quickly as possible!"
The Voodoo doll screamed again and pointed to Haunter, "You! You must have been the one that awoken me from my slumber!" his zipped up mouth frowned horribly.
Haunter's eyes glared him down, "Back off rag doll!" he hissed, "Unless you want a world of pain I suggest you leave her alone."
The doll seemed to ignore his threat completely and just continued his yelling, "No matter! You will pay! And then you will stay! You will both stay! Just like she did! Forever and ever!"
His hands started to glow with a black aura and pulse with energy, "No one will ever abandon me again!" the tips of his nubby fingers suddenly grew into four devastating claws.
The Pokémon jumped towards them and attempted to use Shadow Claw. Haunter knew what was coming and put his hands together. Pulling them apart quickly, he hurled a Shadow Ball at the insane doll. It hit him in the torso and caused him to fly backwards in the air and hit the ground.
The actual impact of the floor didn't seem to have affect, but Haunter's Shadow Ball did since he was still a Ghost Pokémon.
The doll groaned and began to roll to his feet. Haunter turned around and tried to pick Umbreon up so they could escape, but suddenly the doll jumped on his head and latched on. In surprise, the ghost yelped and started trying to tug the smaller Pokémon off, but he wouldn't let go. To their horror, he pulled yet another needle from the air.
Haunter panicked and started flailing his hands in the air at Umbreon, "Eve! Get it off! Get it off fast!"
Concentrating, Umbreon squinted and used a Psy Beam against the pesky toy. It cried out when it hit him and kept yelling as the psychic attack had a great affect on him. In weariness, the needle disappeared in the air and he let go of Haunter, falling to the floor in front of him and between the two.
Having just about enough, Haunter growled at the dazed doll. If he killed the stupid thing right now it might just scare Eve, so he decided to paralyze him. He quickly opened his mouth and attempted to lick him. Even if he was a possessed doll, he was still a Pokémon and it would have an effect big enough to stun him for several hours.
But that was exactly what their attacker wanted because as soon as Haunter extended his tongue towards him he teleported out of the way. Haunter was too close to stop himself from licking Umbreon in the face.
He realized what he did and pulled away, but he was too late. Umbreon started to shiver as every muscle in her body locked. It was like nothing she had felt before, and she really didn't like it. Other than the embarrassment of getting licked by her best friend, now she could barely move. She couldn't stop convulsing either. It was like her muscles and limbs had a mind of their own.
Haunter put both of his hands to his mouth, "Oh no! Eve I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"
She glared at him, or the best she could with all the shivering, "H-haunter y-you-" she slowly fell onto her side and laid there as all her energy left her, "i-idiot!"
He would have probably laughed at the stupidity of the situation if their lives weren't in danger.
He heard the toy's horrible cackling behind him and then in front of him when he teleported between them, "Oopsie Ghostie!" he mocked, "Looks like you made a boo-boo!" Haunter growled at him as the plush turned its head slightly to turn to Umbreon, "Curiouser and curiouser, what in the world is a ghost doing with one of the living, hmmn?" he didn't move his body but his one working eye did and looked back to Haunter, who was getting angrier, "What could this fleshy thing mean to you anyway?"
He reached out and ran his hand against Umbreon's head. She shivered from his dreadful touch. He was cold like Haunter, but she could feel that his skin was made of rough, burlap fabric.
Haunter snarled, "Don't you dare touch her!"
The doll smiled at him, seemingly amused at his anger, "Ah, so that's it. I can see it inside you now, those dark desperate feelings. You're just begging to not see someone you care about getting hurt." Haunter was ready to blow his top and it only made the doll smile more ghoulishly, "Well ain't you two an adorable couple. You know if you wanted a meat sack for a mate I'm sure you could do better than this."
Umbreon's face turned a little red and she could have sworn Haunter's turned a darker shade of purple.
That was the final straw.
Haunter's hands glowing with dark energy, he lashed out and tried to use Shadow Claw. Once again though he fell into the doll's trap and it just faced him completely and whispered, "Spite…"
The ghost froze in the air and plopped to the ground as his opponent's attack took hold. Taking his chance, the doll rammed its head into his body before he had time to faze through. Haunter gasped as all the wind was knocked out of him and he was thrown back a few feet from them both. The doll was a lot stronger than it looked.
He hit the ground again and tried to get up, but the Spite move had drained his energy. He could probably get a few moves in or one powerful one, but he doubted he'd be fast enough for them to have an effect.
The doll gleefully laughed and bounced up and down, "Oh goodie-goodie! Now you're both frozen! How fun indeed!" he clapped his hands together and spun.
Haunter just growled at the thing, wanting to rip the stupid doll's face off.
The doll stopped spinning and sighed, "Sadly, I have to kill you both and trap you here now. It's too bad we couldn't play. I throw some great tea parties." He pulled another needle from the air, "Now, where was I?"
He looked to Haunter, who glared at him without fear, "Defiant are we? You're incredibly annoying so I think I'll go with you first."
The doll started to move towards Haunter and it made Umbreon panic, "No! L-leave him al-alone!"
He surprisingly froze in his tracks and teleported in front of Umbreon, "So you're volunteering? Good. I was going to go with you first anyway. I just wanted to hear you scream." He said with a sadistic smirk. Umbreon tensed through her paralyzed muscles as he raised the needle, "Eh he, scared? Don't worry, this will hurt me just as much as it hurts you."
Haunted watched the toy's back as he raised the needle upwards yet again.
NO!
There had to be something! Anything he could do to make him stop! The doll was too powerful in their weakened state. Haunter had to do something to weaken his health substantially before he killed them both!
The doll was just pushing the needle inside of his stomach when he felt a pulse of energy behind him. He spun around and his eye widened in surprise at Haunter. The ghost had just enough energy to summon an ethereal mallet and railroad spike from the air, "You're not the only one that can place curses!" he placed the tip of the spike on his own forehead and raised the mallet high with the other.
Hissing and horrified, the toy dropped his needle, "You wouldn't dare!"
Not replying but giving a triumphant smile, Haunter smashed the ethereal spike into his head with two hard swings.
Umbreon watched as he did so and screamed in a huge amount of pain. Like the needle had, the mallet and the spike in his forehead disappeared, but the wound was still present. She could see even in the darkness Haunter clutch his pierced forehead and what looked to be thick black ooze seep from between his fingers and onto the floor, making the wood hiss and age.
It chilled her.
Ghost Pokémon…can't bleed! They're not supposed to be able to bleed!
Suddenly the doll screamed and dropped the needle as his health drained from Haunter's Curse. A hole in his own forehead appeared and he felt the pain of a railroad spike being nailed into it. It wasn't as much pain as Haunter was feeling, but it still hurt! The ooze dribbled down from his own forehead too, just like Haunter's.
Umbreon could sense he was greatly weakened, and from behind the screaming doll he could see Haunter stare at her in pain. Though he was horribly weakened himself, he called out to her, "Umbreon! Do it now!"
Do what? She can't even stop shaking!
She didn't have time to ask what he meant as the doll turned back to her, "I may be weaker but I still have enough energy to kill you!"
At that moment she knew she didn't need to ask. She squeezed her eyes shut and her rings began to glow brighter. Haunter knew what was coming and closed his own eyes tightly.
The doll couldn't run away as Umbreon used Flash on him, blinding his sensitive ghost eye, "LIGHT!" he screamed, stumbling around as he put both hands over his eyes, despite only this real one being blinded, "I can't see!"
She knew it was her chance, now or never.
Despite barely being able to move, she managed to wobble to her feet. Though her locked muscles screamed in protest, she forced herself to hurl her body forward at the doll. She may not have the strength to use a Psychic or Dark attack, but she had enough to use a physical!
She ran to the doll's side and used Cut to cripple him. She miscalculated the strength of his fabric though and accidently took his whole right arm off at the shoulder.
Umbreon tripped from the loss of energy again and crashed onto the ground as the doll's severed arm hit the floor next to her. She jumped and wiggled away from it in horror, but was stunned to see no blood or bone. Just stuffing coming out from the end of the limb, just like a real stuffed plush.
They both looked up to the doll in fear of how he would react.
However, instead of screaming or crying in pain at the severed arm, once his vision returned he looked down at his appendage on the ground as more of an annoyance.
He frowned and didn't say a thing for a couple of seconds as he switched glances from his body to the severed arm.
Finally, he looked back up to the two and gave a ghastly smile, "You shouldn't have done that." He knew he could no longer fight, so now it was time to go.
He reached up with his only arm and grabbed the zipper end at the corner of his mouth. Slowly, he began to unzip it and red haze was starting to float in the air.
Umbreon had no idea what he was doing but Haunter jumped, "Oh crap!" with the little energy he had left, he flew to Umbreon and scooped her up in his cold hands and fled out of the attic. As he flew through the house to get out, Umbreon saw a burst of red fog erupt from the attic.
The two made it safely outside and Haunter kept fleeing back into the woods where they came. The red fog broke through one of the boarded up windows and floated away into the air, disappearing completely. Still, Haunter kept taking her back into the woods and as far away as he could from that house.
Once it was out of sight, his adrenaline wore off along with his energy.
Haunter stopped fleeing into the forest and instead toppled over with Eve still in his claws. He practically fell on top of her, but he lifted himself so she could roll away and to his side on the cool grass. The two panted and said nothing to each other for a long while, trying to catch their breath and let their energy return.
Very slowly, Umbreon leaned upwards to look at Haunter, "Are you going to tell me what that thing was now?"
He rolled over on his back so he could look at her tiredly, "That was a Banette. A very dangerous Ghost Pokémon that is attracted to and lives off of hatred. Full of anger, they possess Children's abandoned dolls and forever wander around for them. If I had to guess that one possessed the doll as a Shuppet, but evolved into a Banette when she threw him out. Then tracked her down and killed her in revenge. At the end of the battle he knew he couldn't win, so the coward unzipped his mouth and unleashed his evil life force to go seek out another body. Don't worry, Banettes are shallow-minded and he'll just go back to the house, he won't come after us. Their life force is poisonous to the living though, so I had to get you out of there as soon as I saw the red haze."
Umbreon shivered when she remembered the blood stained mattress, "How could something have had so much hatred?"
"They're attracted to hatred." He weakly wheezed and looked to the moon, "Thing is we still don't know what they were doing in that house to cause a Shuppet to arrive. It must have been pretty awful."
He weakly lifted his hand up and put the back of it on his forehead, "I'm sorry I took you into that horrible place. It's my fault he woke up too. I was the one who spilled the bells on the floor…"
"Haunter, shut up." She rolled over enough to face him better, "It wasn't your fault. You didn't know-"
"But I SHOULD have known, Eve." He insisted, "I should have sensed him when we first walked inside or when I dropped those stupid bells. I was just too distracted, damn it. I'm so sorry."
"Like I said, shut up." She managed to chuckle, "It wasn't your fault, okay? Hey, I should have been more careful and seen that ambush coming too. If it means anything though, thanks. I could have been in real trouble there and you once again came to my rescue."
He smiled at her, "Heh, it was nothing, you know. You helped me out too, after all." He twisted around on his side so that he was facing her again, his eyes sincere, "So thank you. Give yourself a little more credit will you?"
She flushed a little bit at his gaze, "Uh huh…right." She remembered suddenly what the Banette said to them, "Em, Haunter, what do you think that bit was about the mate-" "Forget it." He found himself insisting, "He just assumed that and was crazy. We just shouldn't listen to anything he says."
Umbreon's eyes dimmed slightly in disappointment, "Oh, okay. Right, he was just crazy."
Haunter didn't show it, but he regretted his words. Internally, very deep down, he knew the Banette had rocked his emotions spot on. He could sense how much he cared for Umbreon.
What was strange was…could the Banette sense Umbreon's feelings too? Could she…feel the same way?
He mentally frowned.
No way. She could never love a ghost.
Umbreon twisted a bit and whimpered. Haunter's eyes widened, "What is it?" "Relax." She giggled, "Eh, I'm just still paralyzed. This must be a funny sight. I mean come on; we're both so weak we can't even stand!"
He laughed, and winced, "Ow ooh ow, okay the Curse still stings." He rubbed the wound on his forehead, which finally faded away all together and disappeared. He started wiping away the black ooze, "Finally, geeze."
Umbreon only stared at the blood and muttered, "I didn't know you could use Curses, and bleed."
He weakly wiped his hand on the grass, "Of course we can, and so can others. Ghosts are the only ones that can use THESE kinds of Curses though. You use a Curse move on yourself, and it's devastating but you also inflict it on your opponent. It's effective, but very, very painful so we tend not to use it. Well, except Banettes. They're just Curse happy." He pointed to the dark smear he left on the grass, "This black stuff isn't blood, it's discharge from the spell. Sorry if it scared you."
Umbreon lightly laughed, her worry finally fading, "It's alright. I'm just glad it wasn't permanent."
"Me too. I rather like my good looks." He joked and looked back to her, "Well, what do we do now? We can barely move and your home is too far. I think I can float and carry you there though."
"Don't, it will only strain you to go all the way back to my burrow." Umbreon tried to stand but the paralysis from Haunter's Lick attack still held her muscles down. At least she stopped convulsing, "Eh, but the Zoryn Cemetery isn't that far. Can you manage to drag me there and let me sleep in the tower for tonight? Once my energy's back I'll leave."
He jolted, a little stunned by her request. She's never slept over at the tower, not even after all the years he's known her. Well, okay she has once but that was when he forced Hypnosis on her.
Softly, he answered, "Oh course you can Umbreon. Don't ever feel like you're a burden to me. I like having you around." He smiled at her and she flushed again, but luckily her black fur continued to hide the light blushing, "Thank you. That's very considerate."
Haunter smiled at her again, but knew they had to move before the sun came up.
He tore his eyes from her and turned so that he was lying on his back again, "Okay, here I go." He took a deep breath and with weak energy but high determination driving him, Haunter pulled himself upwards so that he was floating in the air again. He faltered a bit and huffed in weakness, but bit it back to help Eve.
He turned to Umbreon and picked her up with his hands, but immediately slumped them down, "Ugh, I can't carry you with my hands. Lifting is just too much…"
Still, he was not going to give up that easily.
Haunter picked Umbreon up again, his hands shaking from exhaustion, "I'll have to put you up here." He lifted her up and placed her so that she was laying limply on him, her front arms and chin resting on his forehead and the rest of her body against his back. He also tilted himself slightly to keep her from sliding off.
He could feel Umbreon's already tight, paralyzed muscles contract even more when her body hit his. She grinded her teeth to keep from yelping in pain from the cold and her fine fur stood up.
Haunter sighed, "Sorry. I know this is cold but I promise I'll get you there as fast as I can. Besides, this might be good for your sore muscles. Just relax as best you can."
Though her tendons protested, Umbreon let herself lay still on him as he began to gently float through the forest. She closed her eyes and ignored his icy skin. Instead, she tried to simply focus on the night air or the gentle up and down motion Haunter made when he hovered. She was surprised how calming it was and how it reminded her of when she was a baby Eevee. When she and Espeon lived with her father, she used to love lying on a flat rock in the ocean and listening to the waves crash against the sides.
It was the most serene she's ever felt.
Haunter dragged his hands on the grass, the small amount of energy he had gained draining away again bit by bit as they floated through the forest. He didn't care though. It was his fault Umbreon was paralyzed so he had to be the one to take her back to the tower.
At least she seemed to be calmer now. He could feel her muscles starting to loosen up and her breathing slow to a steady rate. She was so warm against his back, and it was almost comforting to him. He looked up slightly to her, but he could only see her paws.
Personally, he was glad to spend more time with her. He wasn't kidding; he really did like her company. He always felt her calmer demeanor meshed nicely with his playfulness. It's just too bad she wasn't spending the night under better circumstances.
The way back was silent, but that was just because they were both too worn out to do anything about it.
After several more minutes, they arrived at the gates of the Cemetery. After carefully sliding through the bars, Haunter didn't bother going up the stairs and just flew up to the top entrance. Eve got a little nervous at going high up, but she knew he wouldn't drop her.
Once he was at the top, he gently picked Umbreon up off his head and laid her on the floor where he had put fresh rags just for her. In fact, they weren't all rags. Some of them were very soft sheets and blankets. She looked at the blankets she was laying on and started at him accusingly.
Haunter gave the most innocent smile he could muster, "What? Well, the Humans shouldn't have been doing their laundry so far from their town, eh? The sheets just looked way too soft and tempting."
She sighed at his thievery but was in no mood to lecture. Instead, she all the way down on them, "Thanks anyway."
"Yes, well…" he scratched the back of his head, "You're welcome."
She smiled at him and moved her red eyes to look at his. Those nice, pretty red eyes.
He admitted he missed her brown ones, but the red ones were beautiful too. It went well with her fur-
Knock it off!
His subconscious screamed at him. He shook off his admiration and focused. He knew it was impossible for her to ever see him like he did her. Heck, he was deeply ashamed of his own feelings.
"Haunter?" her voice caused him to blink and shake his thoughts away, "Y-yes?"
Eve rolled slightly, "You know, despite being paralyzed and nearly trapped by a killer Voodoo Doll, this was a fun night. I was glad to have spent it with you."
His heart nearly jumped into his throat.
Was that…tenderness he sensed in her voice? Was it really possible she saw him as more than just friends?
Eve closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.
He had no idea of the signals he was getting, but it was just confusing him. Nevertheless, he felt overjoyed at the small amount of affection she was showing him. Perhaps this night wasn't a total disaster after all.
Now, normally, he would sleep for most of the day until sunset, but with more than half of his health drained, recovered, and then his energy in its minority, he could barely afford to float.
So instead, he flew up into some of the wooden rafters above her and cozied in his little makeshift bed that consisted of a few blankets. It didn't make him warmer, but he liked the softness.
Once he was comfortable, he let himself fall to sleep for the first time at night.
"Ugh, finally I can move again." Umbreon stretched as the sun was setting. Haunter floated near her and smiled, "Great. I was starting to get worried that I did significant damage to you."
Umbreon laughed slightly. It had been a very slow day. Her paralysis had dragged on for the entire afternoon and into the evening. Her limbs were still sore and tingled a bit, but at least she could move them without a lot of pain.
Haunter had been surprisingly responsible and doting towards her. The entire day he had brought her more food and water than was necessary. She kept insisting she was fine but he didn't seem to hear her. At first the attention was really uncomfortable, but after a while she started to sorta of like his kindness. Didn't mean it wasn't weird.
Now that she was walking hopefully things would be back to normal.
She stretched again and looked to him, "Thanks again Haunter. You really didn't need to go through so much troub-"
He raised a hand to stop her, "Remember what I said Eve. You're never a burden to me, and it was my fault anyway. Helping you recover was the least I could do after all."
Umbreon ducked her head a bit away from him, and he kept wondering why she did that. Was it an Umbreon's way of showing bashfulness? Well that was weird…yet kinda adorable.
She really was acting strange.
What is with Haunter?
Eve kept wondering. He was always a nice guy, but ever since she came back a few nights ago he's been acting odd. The way he was looking at her was a lot different than when they were kids. He couldn't possibly be feeling the same way, could he?
Nah, this is Haunter I'm talking about.
Still, the silence was extremely awkward. Lucky for both of them, a loud squeaking noise brought them out of the stalemate.
They turned and looked out from the tower to see what looked to be three Humans just outside the gates pushing a large metal box with rails and wheels along, like some kind of cargo.
Haunter began to snicker, "Ooh boy! Would you lookie there!" his tone had become silly and playfully obnoxious once again, "Looks like we have some victims!"
Umbreon smiled, knowing exactly what Haunter meant by 'victims', "I don't know buddy. They look like they're just passing through."
"Then let's give them something to remember!" he looked to her but then his goofy expression dimmed, "Um, if you're up to it, you know after everything."
"Pfft, you're not doing this all by yourself, you dummy." She playfully shoved him with her paw, "Let's go scare some humans. Heck, I need something to cheer me up anyway."
Gleeful, Haunter spun around in the air and flew right down the stairs. Laughing with him, she followed soon after, though a little slower because of her soreness.
The two went as fast as they could up to the metal gates without being seen. By now, the sun had set and the skies were a darkening shade of purple.
The two hid behind one of the larger tombstones at the entrance. Lucky for them, the three humans had stopped walking and stood in front of the gates, apparently taking a break.
There were two men and one woman. They were dressed in dark grey uniforms with long black boots and matching gloves that reached their elbows. It was an odd get up, but they could both care less.
That is until one of the men turned and they saw a big red 'R' symbol on the front of his uniform. Haunter knew what an 'R' was thanks to the warning from that Gengar, "You see that Eve?"
"Uh huh." She said cautiously, "The 'R' symbol just like you said. Should we mess with them then?"
"Duh." Haunter scowled, "We have a bigger reason now more than ever to take care of these Pokémon abusers." He smiled ghoulishly, "In fact, we should take their cargo."
Umbreon looked to him, "Um, isn't that a little harsh? Stealing the humans' cargo?"
"No way. If it belongs to those strange 'R' people then it can't be anything good." Haunter growled, his hatred for the 'R' people apparent.
She could feel his rage and echoed it. If these humans really were responsible for hurting Pokémon then they deserved to get a good scare.
Besides, it wasn't like they were going to get hurt. They were just gonna have a little fun.
The woman with green hair walked to the gates and looked inside, "Look at that spooky place. What does the boss want with it anyway?"
"Who cares, Jane." The man with orange air snidely replied while wiping his face and sitting on the ground, "As long as he keeps payin' it doesn't matter, right?"
"Not all of us are as simple minded as you, Roy." The other man with the blue hair pushed Roy in the head and sat next to him on the grass, "After all the trouble we went through to get this thing I sure as hell wanna know what he wants with it."
"Come on Marco." The woman turned her back to them and faced them both, "Let's just stop sitting around here like idiots and get it to him already. Last thing I want to do is skulk around in the woods all night. It was hard enough going around that stupid town already."
The other two seemed frustrated to have to move already, but they complied and stood up, "Why so soon Jane?" Roy teased, "Scared?"
"No." she insisted while rubbing her shoulders, "I just feel uncomfortable. Like something's watching me, you know?"
Haunter sensed that was the perfect opportunity. He nudged Eve with his hand, "Watch THIS." He turned invisible and she had no idea where he was anymore.
She didn't have to ponder for long because suddenly Jane began to scream and tug at the invisible hands around her waist. The two men snapped their attention to her, "Wh-what is it! What's wrong?" Marco shouted, looking at Jane in bewilderment and horror.
"Something's got me!" she screamed, tugging at the hands more. Haunter was much stronger and began to float upwards with her. She started to yell more as Marco and Roy stupidly watched, "Don't just sit there!" she scolded, kicking and tugging the higher she went, "Get me down now!"
Roy jumped and began tugging at her legs to get her down from the unknown force, but as a result he just ended up floating too.
Now they were both panicking and Marco just stood underneath them.
Umbreon had to keep from bursting into uncontrollable laughter at the sight.
All of the sudden, Haunter let Jane go and the two humans both clumsily fell on top of Marco in a heavy clump. It wasn't enough to hurt them, but it was funny!
Haunter laughed loudly, but remained invisible. The humans heard his laughs and Roy wiggled from underneath Jane, "It's a Haunter!"
He jumped pulled himself out of the tangled group and stumbled to his feet, pissed, "Show yourself you stupid ghost!"
Haunter laughed only louder at his pathetic attempts. Roy scowled and pulled one of the Pokéballs from his belt, "You think that's funny! Huh! Well let's see how funny it is when you take a Psy beam to the face!" he held his Pokéball up, "Go Alakaz-" he didn't finish his sentence or his toss when he felt something cold grip his hand. At that moment Haunter reappeared in front of him, clutching the hand that held his Pokéball tight.
A tinge of blue crossed Roy's face as terror hit him hard. Haunter smiled and showed all of his sharp teeth as he screamed at Roy. The human did a very girly scream as he pulled out of Haunter's grasp and went flailing to the ground, the Pokéball still in his hand.
Haunter laughed harder, and now Umbreon wanted to join the fun.
Jane and Marco finally pulled themselves free from each other, but when they looked up they were met with Umbreon's bright red eyes. She hissed her unusually long canines at them and flashed her yellow rings brightly.
Completely caught off guard, they both jumped up and stumbled backwards into Roy, knocking the wind out of him with their combined weight. Umbreon laughed loudly right along with Haunter at the quivering humans.
Marco grumbled and tried to pick himself up, "What's with everyone! Come on it's just an Umbreon! They can't eat us remember?"
Umbreon frowned and decided to really spook him. She ran to the group and bit the man's arm. Not quit hard enough to break the skin, but it defiantly hurt enough to cause an imprint.
Foolishly, he cried out and shook her off, "Good god it must be insane! I probably got an infection!" The other two stood and helped a panicking Marco to his feet, but they cowered at the approaching Haunter and Umbreon coming at them. The snarling Umbreon with her glowing markings and blood red eyes looked ready to murder, and the Haunter stared at them like it was bent on eating their souls!
They huddled together in fear at what they were going to do to them.
Ready to scare them once and for all, Haunter pulled the corners of his mouth down with his fingers and screamed, "BOOGA BOOGA BOOGA!"
The group didn't understand him though and took it as a threat. The cowards went screaming into the forest, truly believing they were going to kill them. Jane screamed as they ran, "No package is worth this!"
Once they were in the trees and most likely waking every single Pokémon from their slumber, Haunter and Umbreon looked at each other and broke into insane laughter.
How fun that was! Humans had way better reactions than young Pokémon ever did! Haunter was laughing so hard he started clutching his gut while Umbreon fell onto her back.
Finally gaining their composure, the two stopped laughing but kept giggling.
Still snickering, Umbreon rolled back onto her chest to face him, "That was great! Haha! Did you see them! They really thought we were gonna eat them! Oh man great job with the invisibility!"
"Yeah right!" Haunter howled, smacking her back, "You were the one that made that man believe you were out for blood!" he put his hands to his face in a mocking manner and squealing, "Eeek! It must be insane! I probably have an infection! Ah ha ha ha!"
They continued to mock their victims until Umbreon turned to acknowledge the strange metal container they stole from them, "So, what do you think is in there?"
"How the heck should I know?" Haunter sneered, floating over and gripping the metal lid tightly, "So lets find out!" Umbreon continued to giggle as Haunter tugged at the metal lid until it popped off.
He was still smiling as he peaked inside, but then it was wiped from his face into one of complete shock.
She stopped laughing when he looked to her, dead serious, "Uh, Eve? We…might have a problem. Like, a really big one."
Umbreon felt dread creep up but tried to shake it off, "Eh, come on. Wh-what is it?"
Haunter reached inside the container and pulled out the object inside and held it out to her. Once she realized what she was holding her mouth dropped open, "Oh…no…"
Heh, I'm probably evil for having this end of a Cliffhanger, ain't I? And yes, there is a reason their Team Rocket suits are dark grey instead of white or purple. You'll find out later. XD
So...what's in the box? :P