Me: Yeah! *Dances around*
Gold: Are you high?
Crystal: Gold!
Me: What? No! I'm just really happy! *Dances some more*
Gold: Why?
Silver: Do we dare ask?
Me: Because I pre-ordered Pokemon X! (Or was it Y?)
Crystal: Really?
Me: Yep!
Gold: Cool!
Me: I know!
Both: *High-five*
Silver: I'm surrounded by idiots…
Crystal: Better get on with the disclaimer then… Hey! Disclaimer guy!
Disclaimer: ThePokemonPress does not own Pokemon.
Me: Sadly… Anywho! Here's the story! Enjoy!
((Professor Oak's Laboratory))
It was impossible… there was no way on earth it could be true… yet there it was.
Professor Oak, Blaine, Green, Blue, along with Red and Yellow (both were in their Pokèmon form) were in the Laboratory.
The two PokèPeople were sitting in tubes, being scanned so the humans could see their stats, levels, moves, overall health and so forth.
What they got was shocking.
"That is impossible… How can this be?" Oak asked, knowing that there was no way for them to truly know.
"I don't know… But it seems that Team Rocket wasn't messing around. They wanted to make sure that their experiments were the best," Blaine said, his voice betraying the shock they all felt.
The four humans stared at the four computer screens in front of them. The one on the far left showed Red's health and stats, while the one next to it showed his moves… and there were a lot of them. Not to mention he had three freaking Abilities!
"That has to be every move a normal Growlithe can learn. And the Abilities… What the hell?" Blue whispered in awe. She looked at the level. It said eighty-five. And the Abilities? The Hidden Ability Justified; Flash Fire; and Intimidate. Blue suddenly felt sorry for anyone battling Red when he was a Growlithe.
"And Yellow? What of hers?" Green asked, peering at the two on the right. The screen next to Red's showed Yellow's stats and health ((it also stated she had a craving for pancakes at the moment) what the hell is with her and pancakes? Green wondered)); while the rightmost one showed her moves… dang. Every move a Vulpix could learn… And only at level forty-eight. Then her two Abilities… Flash Fire (duh) and the Hidden Ability Drought. Both of which powered up fire-type moves. Poor grass, bug, and steel types.
"So… how do we know what move to use? Are we supposed to remember all of those?" Blue asked, praying she was wrong.
"I would be convenient. But I'll just print them out for you instead," Oak told her as he pressed a button on the keyboard.
A few seconds later the printer buzzed and spat out four sheets of paper. Blaine walked over and, after looking over them, handed two to Blue and two to Green.
Blue looked at the sheets. On the top of the first was Red's stats, level, and Abilities, then below (and on the next page) were all the moves he could use.
Green did the same, though the only difference with his was that it was about Yellow.
"Are we done Professor?" Yellow asked, squirming some. Though she had agreed to do this, it still felt a bit like back in the Rocket Lab. Plus, she still wanted those pancakes.
"Hmm? Oh, almost Yellow. Just another minute or two," Oak promised. Both PokèPeople sighed. It wasn't fun sitting in a tube.
"Well, since we have to pretend that Red and Yellow are our Pokèmon, why don't we have a battle?" Blue asked Green. He looked up at her it wasn't a bad idea… but he doubted that Red and Yellow would battle each other.
"And no, I don't mean that the two of them will be battling each other," Blue said, as if reading Green's mind. "We'll use a different Pokèmon instead."
Green nodded slowly. It was a good idea. "Alright then. Pick your Pokèmon."
((Outside, Five Minutes Later))
Blue gulped slightly. Sure she'd battled with Green before, but using a Growlithe that was also her friend? That was new.
Across from her, Green stood next to his Machamp, the fighting type Pokèmon flexed his muscles eagerly, ready for the fight ahead.
"Don't worry so much Blue. You got this," Red told her from where he sat by her side. Blue looked down at the Puppy Pokèmon that was her human friend. ((A/N: That has to be the weirdest sentence I have ever written. Just saying. Please continue.))
"I have the feeling that you should be the nervous one Red. You're the one battling after all. I'm just giving commands," Blue told the PokèPerson.
"Eh, its just Green. How bad can it be?" Red asked with a shrug.
"Saying things like that always bring bad luck Red," another telepathic voice stated. Both Trainer and PokèPerson jumped and turned to see Yellow standing behind them, amber eyes bright. Hmm, she must have gotten those pancakes…
"Point taken. So wish us luck!" Blue reached down a patted her friend on the head, unable to resist the urge to ruffle the PokèPerson's ears. She was just so cute as a Vulpix.
"Good luck," Yellow said before turning and heading over to Green. The Vulpix/human settled down beside the Trainer, who knelt down and whispered something to her.
"Are you ready Green?" Blue called over to him as Red took a fighting stance in the center of the clearing.
Green nodded, "You bet. Who gets the first move Grandpa?" Green turned to his grandfather, he and Blaine would be recording the battle for research. "Let Blue go first. She's got to have a minute to read the papers we gave her anyway," Oak told the boy.
Great, they think I'm going to lose, Blue thought as she looked over the sheets. Hmm, what to start with? Howl would raise his Attack… but Leer would lower Green's Defense… Blue bit her lip. This was probably the reason normal Pokèmon could only learn four moves at once. Before she could decide, a bone chilling howl suddenly blasted her eardrums, and everyone else's.
"What the hell?" Blue muttered, looking up. To her surprise it was Red. The Growlithe/human was using Howl, then glared at Machamp, eye glittering to show he was using Leer.
"Red? What are you doing?" Blue asked. He looked back at her in confusion. "You're the one who wanted me to use Howl and Leer," he replied, looking as confused as Blue felt. How had he known she wanted to use Howl and Leer?
"Machamp! Brick Break!" Green ordered, getting over his moment of surprise. The Superpower Pokèmon shot forward, all four arms poised to deliver the fighting type move.
Before Blue could tell Red to dodge, the attack hit. And kept coming. Each of Machamp's four arms delivered the devastating chopping attack. There was no way of getting a attack in.
Damn! We can't battle in CLOSE COMBAT! How do we-? What the? Blue's thoughts were stopped as Red suddenly began to glow a dark brown color. Before anyone could move, the Growlithe PokèPerson slammed into Machamp in a frenzy. Blue blinked as Red used all four paws, head, and tail in what looked like…
"Close Combat!? When did you tell him to do that?" Green asked as his Machamp fell to the ground. Not fainted, just exhausted. Red, on the other hand (or paw as the case my be), didn't look as tired as he should from using the Defense lowering move.
"I didn't! I remember thinking that we can't battle in close combat… hold on! Time out!" Blue shouted, running onto the field.
"What? Blue!" Green grumbled under his breath before turning to Yellow. "Any idea what's going on?" he asked her as the two made their way over to the others.
The shiny Vulpix tilted her head slightly in thought. "Hmm. I don't know… but I remember something about using Telepathy to communicate with Trainers during battle. Perhaps that's what's going on?" she suggested.
The spiky haired teen thought about this before nodding. It made since. After all, both Yellow and Red used telepathy to talk with them, perhaps it was modified during combat.
"It would seem we have discovered one of Team Rocket's modifiers," Blaine spoke up after Green explained what Yellow had told him. "They use the Telepathy not only to understand what their 'PokèPeople' say, but also to battle with their minds. Clever, but also risky without practice."
"That explains why Red thought Blue had given a command. The Telepathy links their minds during battle," Green said. Poor Red.
Well that's just great. Now how am I going to figure out a strategy? Blue wondered, looking at Red, who looked back at her.
Don't look at me like that. Its not my fault Team Rocket put in that feature, Red told the Trainer, casting her a wary glance.
"Perhaps not, but we need to fix this," Blue told him. Everyone stopped talking and looked at her in confusion.
"Blue? Who were you talking to?" Oak asked. Said girl looked at them, not sure why they were looking at her like she was crazy.
"Red. Didn't you hear him?" she asked. Everyone shook their heads, even Yellow, and she was half Pokèmon. "Seriously? He just said- wait a minute." Blue stopped and stared at the Growlithe for a moment longer.
"Crap. It stays there after the battle," Blue groaned. Great, this was just what she needed. A transformed PokèPerson listening to her thoughts. Stupid Team Rocket.
"Well that's not good. But… it also is," Yellow spoke up. Blue raised a eyebrow at the Vulpix. "And how is it good?" she demanded.
"Well think about it. During battle you use Telepathy to communicate anyway. So its more like training for the battle. I bet there's a way to block the other's thoughts, we just need to find out how," the shiny Pokèmon shrugged. Easy for her to say. She didn't have this problem. Yet.
Blaine cleared his throat. "Well this changes some things. Green, Yellow, are you two sure you want to go on with the battle?" he asked them. Neither hesitated for a second, nodding their heads. "Alright them. Blue, call out your Pokèmon. Its Yellow's turn."
Blue stood behind her Wigglytuff, waiting for Green to choose his command. He seemed in no hurry to start, looking over each move before moving on. The blue-eyed Trainer was staring to get twitchy, and by the looks of it, even Yellow seemed to be losing her patience. She kept looking back at Green as if to ask if he was ready yet before turning to face Blue again.
"Are you going to fight, or stand there reading all day?" Blue exploded, unable to stay quiet any longer. Green just held up his first finger in a 'one second' gesture. Anger began to boil in Blue's chest. How dare he ignore her!
That's it! Blue thought with a inward growl. "Wigglytuff! Hyper Voice!" Blue commanded before Green could pick a move. Wigglytuff instantly puffed out her cheeks and let out a extremely loud visible sound wave that plowed through the earth towards Yellow.
Green started, unable to speak (or think) at the sudden sound based move. Yellow, on the other hand (paw) dived underground with Dig without a second thought. The sound attack passed where she had been seconds before, doing no damage to the fire Pokèmon.
"Tell her to use Dig?" Blue growled at Green, only to blink with surprise when he just shook his head. "I didn't say, or think, anything." Green replied.
If Green hadn't said a command, then Yellow had moved on her own…
"Wiggly!" Wigglytuff cried out as said Vulpix appeared below her, throwing the Balloon Pokèmon into the air.
"Wigglytuff!" Blue called out to the normal type. The pink colored Pokèmon got to her feet, giving the worried Trainer a reassuring nod before turning back to Yellow and Green.
Before anyone could say anything, the ground beneath their feet shook and the Arbok from before appeared form the ground, using Dig.
Instantly, the Cobra Pokèmon used Acid at everything in sight. Enraged for some reason or other.
"Dang it! Blaine! Grandpa! Get inside!" Green shouted as he ducked under a incoming Acid attack.
"This isn't good. I think that Arbok's mad that you beat it before," Yellow told Red as they also ducked under the poison attack. "We need to do something!"
"Alright. Got any idea's?" Red asked, dodging a incoming Mud Bomb attack.
"Well you beat it before," Yellow stated using a Flamethrower to stop a Mud Bomb from hitting the lab.
"Point taken. Wish me luck!" Red said with a wink. Without waiting for an answer the Growlithe sucked in a breath for a Flamethrower… but nothing happened. "What?" Red muttered in confusion before trying again. Again, nothing happened.
"Red? What's wrong?" Yellow asked as she used Protect to shield them from another Mud Bomb. She winced when Red gave her a panicked look.
"I can't use any of my moves…"
((With Green And Blue))
"Why is that Arbok attacking?" Blue asked as she leaped aside to avoid another Acid attack. Was that the only thing this Pokèmon knew? Acid and Mud Bomb?
"How should I know?" Green snapped as his Charazard blasted a Mud Bomb away. "Where are Yellow and Red?" he asked. Blue pointed by the lab, where the two shiny Pokèmon were huddled together.
Green nodded and grabbed Blue's arm, "Come on! Lets get over to them!" he started dragging the girl with him without waiting for an answer. "Let go! I can walk you know!" Blue snapped at him.
They both froze as a mental voice suddenly said:
"I can't use any of my moves…"
((Inside With Professor Oak And Blaine))
Blaine hammered his brain for a reason why Red couldn't attack. What was Team Rocket thinking? How were their 'PokèPeople' going to fight if they could attack on their own after a battle with a Trainer…
"That's it!" Blaine said suddenly. Oak looked up at him in surprise as Blaine ran to the window and opened it some. "Team Rocket didn't mean for this to happen! This is a glitch! After a PokèPerson battles with a Trainer, they can't battle on their own! They have to rely on their Trainer when battling!"
Blue blinked, was that why…? Well, only one way to find out.
"Okay. Red, use Flame Wheel!" Blue ordered, trying not to think about how strange it was to give attack commands to her friend. The boy-turned-Growlithe cast her a uncertain glance before doing as told.
Flames surrounded the Growlithe, and he lounged forward, spinning like a wheel. The Arbok didn't have the chance to move before the attack hit, knocking it down. The Cobra Pokèmon hissed in anger before getting back up and towering over Red.
"Not bad Blue. What do you say Yellow? How about a go?" Green looked down at the Vulpix. She nodded and crouched into a attack stance, waiting for a command. Unlike last time, Green didn't hesitate to command the PokèPerson.
"Use Heat Wave!" Green ordered. Not only would this attack hit the Arbok, but Red too. But since he had the Flash Fire Ability as one of his three, no damage would come to him, and his fire type moves would be powered up.
Yellow obeyed, waves of heat emitting from her body and warming the air around them. Sweat started to break out on Green's head, and he had to resist the urge to wipe it off.
"Hiss!" the Arbok glared at the PokèPeople before opening its mouth. Dark purple and black swirls shot forth at blinding speed towards the two fire types.
"That's Gunk Shot! Dodge it!" Green told them and Blue echoed the command. Both PokèPeople obeyed, leaping aside, barely dodging the powerful poison type move. "Alright, now use Extrasensory!" Green told Yellow, who nodded before staring intently at the poison type Pokèmon.
The Arbok froze, then began to wither around as the psychic type move took effect. The strange, invisible psywaves hit the cobra. Needless to say, it was super effective.
"Hissss!" the Arbok hissed at them before turning away and slithering off. Once again, it was defeated.
((After Battling Arbok, Inside Professor Oak's Lab))
"Very well done!" Oak congratulated them. "I'd say that was perfect training, even if it was a bit sudden."
"Agreed. Now we know that Red and Yellow are unable to attack without their Trainer's command after they battle. This is very important, and quite risky for them," Blaine agreed with Oak.
"No worries! Nothing we can't handle! Right guys?" Blue grinned at her friends. After the battle, Red and Yellow had turned back into humans. They, along with Green, nodded in agreement. This, naturally, was going to cause problems. But then again, when had the Pokèdex Owners ever had a easy task at hand?
"Alright. I'll make some calls, and we'll get the others to start looking for the supplies we need. Use the rest of the day to get ready and rest. I have a feeling that this will be you last day to do so," Oak said gravely.
The Pokèdex Owners nodded before leaving the laboratory. Professor Oak was right. This could, and probably would, be the last day they had to relax.
((Elsewhere…))
"Are you sure sir? I mean, last time didn't go so well."
"Yes I'm sure. And last time didn't go well because the grunt was a idiot and you only sent one!"
"Yes sir. Sorry sir."
"This time, wait till they separate. Now that the two have Trainers, they can't battle on their own. Get them alone, and they're yours."
"Mine sir? I thought they were for Project Ultimate?"
"Urgh! Idiot! Not literally! Just get Subjects R and Y back here! We need them to start up the Project!"
"Oh, yes sir. I knew that sir."
"No you didn't. Now go! Get out of my sight you buffoon!"
"Yes sir. Taking my leave now sir."
A door shut and a sigh could be heard.
"Why are all assistants idiots?"
You could try being nicer you know.
Go away Narrator. Before I call security and have them behead you.
If you did that, then there would be no story. You can't behead me. Besides, you're the only one who can hear me.
Damn. Your right. They'll think I'm crazy.
You ARE crazy.
I don't need this. Leave my sight! Err, thoughts!
Touchy. Fine, I have to go to another gig anyway. Peace! *Random puff of smoke appears and Narrator's voice vanishes*
"I need a aspirin."
Me: Guess who's back! Narrator!
Crystal: Isn't the Narrator you?
Gold: Yeah, so you can't be back since you were already here.
Me: Eh? Me? Narrator?
Silver: Are you saying you not the Narrator?
Me: I don't think so.
Crystal: *Confused* So who's the Narrator?
Me: I don't know…
All Three: *Sweat-drop*
Me: No worries! I'm sure she's nice!
Gold: She argues with the characters and gets fined for going off track.
Me: That was in A New Legend she's doing better now.
Crystal: Only because she went to that psychiatric hospital…
Silver: We're all doomed.
Me: No your not! Besides, I don't think she went to a psychiatric hospital... Just think of the Narrator as me!
All Three: We're still doomed.
Me: *Sweat-drop* Dang. I guess this means your not going to like the next story I've been thinking up…
Gold: Does it involve you again?
Me: …. Maybe….
Silver: We hate it already.
Me: Jerks. Crystal, please ask for reviews.
Crystal: Sure. Review please!
Me: Please! I love hearing what you think of my stories!
Gold: Was this chapter good or bad? Tell us!
Silver: ….
Me: Well, till next time peoples of the world! Peace out!