Author's corner.
Kato: Todd! Get your lazy barber's behind over here!
PToddsweeney: Leave me in peace, woman!
Slybill: *comes through the front door* Has anyone seen Todd? *Immediately Todd crashes through the wall then head first into the television*
PToddSweeney: My television again!
Omega: Such sweet irony.
Slybill: Todd, when the heck did you get a puppy?
PToddSweeney: Alpha! Twilly!
Kato: I don't hear typing...
PToddSweeney: Meep! Right away, mistress!
Beta'd by Rikato Tojidofukuto
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
In a pitch black room, the panting of a woman could be heard. A light bulb came to life and casted an eerie glow on a chair. On that chair sat a woman stripped to full nudity and strapped tightly to the chair.
She gasped for air, taking each breath like it was her last. Sweat and blood shone on her skin and caused her unruly hair to stick to her face and neck.
"Are you ready to co operate, Ms Caithlyn?" a calm voice asked and out of the darkness came Ghetsis. He wore a casual short sleeved shirt with a picture of Elesa on it and a pair of black jeans.
"Like I would work with a sick, twisted pervert of a monster like you," Caithlyn spat acidly.
Ghetsis just kept quiet and flipped a switch on the remote in his hands.
"AAAAAAAAAH!" The woman screamed as several volts of electricity coursed through her veins then stopped. Her head fell heavily on her shoulders and she continued panting.
"Now, Miss, I went through a lot of trouble to get you here. You are one of the few guardians who can interpret the texts written in Kyurem's diary," he said, bringing out a blue book with a black crest resembling that of the legendary dragon Pokémon, the monster never to be set loose into the world, the supposedly strongest dragon Pokémon ever. Kyurem.
Caithlyn stared at the book then turned away defiantly.
"You could spare yourself the trouble and just tell me what the book says," Ghetsis said, brushing strands of hair away from her face.
"Why would you want to reawaken that monster?!" Caithlyn asked desperately, her blood hot eyes staring at Ghetsis' smiling face. "Is it world domination you're after?"
"My dear, if that was the reason, then I'm no better than Team Rocket," Ghetsis replied, using a hand to sweep away a stray strand of green hair. "I want to change this world" he said plainly. "There are too many imperfections in this current life that man himself is obsolete. When I control Kyurem, I will be able to change all that. Imagine a world without war, poverty and sickness. Where man is not as feeble, simple minded and weak as they make themselves to be. Where pokemon can become their own masters and not slaves of human who make them attack each other for their own sick pleasure. Isn't that a wonderful world?" Ghetsis stated, raising his hands in the air for emphasis.
"And what if not all the people want to follow you?" Caithlyn asked.
"...then they will vanish along with this old world."
...
Caithlyn stared in unbelief at the man standing in front of her, twirling a lock of hair in his finger like he just didn't say he was most probably going to commit mass murder.
"So you're willing to kill thousands of people for your plans?!" the woman demanded, gaping at Ghetsis like he was a lunatic.
"And why not?!" Ghetsis said, raising his voice and visibly displaying signs of anger. "Man is already doing a splendid job of that!"
"But you of all people should know that Kyurem cannot be controlled!" she said.
"That is where you are wrong," Ghetsis smirked. "I could only interpret little from Kyurem's diary and even that little bit is very important," he said and placed two hands on her weak shoulders. "It said that I needed the two other legendary dragons and Dramon's plate, but we both know that Zekrom and Reshiram only appear to the true heroes of truth and ideals. Since my son is of no use to me anymore, that means there is another hero and I have found them both."
Caithlyn stiffened.
"And as an added bonus, I have this," Ghetsis dangled a necklace, which had a big red shiny jewel at the end, in front of the woman."This is a piece of Dramon's plate, the original fire plate," he smiled.
"Give that back!" she screamed and struggled against her bonds.
"Now why would I do a thing like that?" he said placing the piece of jewelry around his neck. "I think it actually looks good on me," he said. "Now will you translate the texts in this book? Ancient Unovian is extremely difficult to translate these days," he asked but was replied by the spit that hit his left eye. "Okay then, goodbye, Ms Caithlyn," Ghetsis muttered, wiping his face with a handkerchief as he left the ex-teacher alone in the room.
A low growl could be heard as there were sounds of multiple doors being opened and then the silent sobbing from the woman as several red, hungry eyes peered at their dinner from the darkness.
"Gallant, don't fail," she said ominously. "You and Twilly are important pieces in this puzzle. Don't let Ghetsis get the other 3 plates, meet the other guardi...!" she was cut off as the Tyrannitars tore her to shreds, crushing her bones in their jaws as they feasted upon her flesh and splashing blood as they savored each bite. They fought over her thigh and while this was happening, the head of the woman lay to the side staring into space, her mouth open like she wanted to finish her last sentence.
...
Gallant immediately sat up on his bed. Cold sweat ran down his neck as he recalled his dream. Placing a hand over his mouth, he ran to the toilet and got re-acquainted with his dinner.
After easing his stomach, he opened a window and shuddered as the cool night breeze pierced his skin, calming him. He took his shirt off from his sweaty torso then dragged a finger over the birthmark on his left shoulder. He turned to Twilly, who was sleeping soundly with Growlithe and Rika on the opposite bed.
"What is the big deal about you? You're just some ordinary girl, aren't you?" Gallant said in a whispered tone as he remembered the glow on her right shoulder when she battled Burgh. "Aren't you?" he asked again, not really expecting any reply from the sleeping beauty. He then shifted his gaze to the girl beside her. "Did I make the right choice in bringing you along?" he thought to himself then yawned and returned to his bed where he, through some difficulty, drifted off into an uneasy slumber.
"Zebstrika! Use charge beam!"
"Lilly! Dodge and use retaliate!"
The Zebra pokemon immediately summoned several volts of electricity and fired it at the Lillipup who ducked below the attack then increased her speed and forcefully slammed herself into the larger pokemon's chest before jumping above Zebstrika and landing with all four feet on its back.
"Zebstrika is unable to continue. Victory goes to Lillipup and Twilly from Nuvema town," the female referee announced.
"Alright, Lilly!" Twilly congratulated her Pokemon as it jumped into her arms.
"Good job, ditz," Gallant said from the benches with Rika. "Now we can go to the next city-!"
"Wonderful!" the gym leader, Elesa, interrupted as she walked towards the Twilly. "My dear, that battle was absolutely dazzling. Not only that, you and your friends have figures to die for," she said, looking at Twilly and Rika from head to toe. "You have to join me during my next photo shoot for the upcoming issue of 'Dazzle me!' magazine," she grabbing Twilly's hands. The latter, Gallant observed, had purple eyes the size of a Deerling, sparkling with excitement.
"Wait, we're not staying to-!" Gallant said.
"Of course, you're gonna get some new outfits," Elesa continued, knowing she was reeling the young trainer in and not minding Gallant's signs of protest.
"But-!"
"A complete makeover."
"Wait-!"
"And of course we have to add your charming boyfriend into the mix," she said, smiling towards Gallant while Twilly's cheeks went pink.
Wait! Why the fuck is she blushing?! Gallant thought to himself.
"You have a body that girls dream of, myself included. You're all perfect for the positions," Elesa said then turned to Twilly. "So will you join me?"
"Sorry to disappoint you, but we can't stay and take pictures for some girl with serious low self esteem to use my body in ways that I don't see as appropriate," Gallant said before Twilly could blurt out 'yes'.
"Come on, G!" Twilly whined, grabbing his arm and hugging it with the strength of a Sawk. Gallant almost let out a grunt of pain at the bone breaking grip of his female partner. "We've been doing nothing but travelling and training. We never get to relax. Rika, back me up here!"
Rika looked at the two of them with slight amusement and turned to Elesa. "Do we get paid?"
"4000 poke dollars each if the shot is good," Elesa replied.
Immediately, Rika was hugging Gallant's other arm in a Twilly-like fashion.
"Can't we just stay for a little while?" she whined.
"We hardly even fucking know you," Gallant barked.
"Can't we, G?" Twilly pleaded.
"No! And that's final," Gallant stated, pulling his arms free and dropping the girls not-so-gently on the floor. He headed towards the door.
"Well, too bad you can't stay for the shoot, but you definitely can't leave without this," Elesa smiled as she pulled the volt badge from her pocket. Gallant tried to snatch it, but she quickly moved it out of his reach. "No way," she said, waggling her finger in front of his face. "First you guys take the photo shoot with me and then I'll give you the badge."
Gallant scowled at the clearly victorious woman. "You know what? I'm beginning to hate you," he growled at her.
"Aww! I love you, too," she replied, sticking her tongue out at him like a child before turning to Twilly. "So first things first: outfits. And I just this place down the street. They sell the cutest shoes! Prepare yourself, ladies, we're gonna shop till we literally drop!" she announced to the grinnig Twilly and the normal looking Rika.
And suddenly, Gallant's wallet felt a whole lot lighter.
"I hate this place," a red head said as he came out of the subway and into the busy streets of Nimbasa city, accompanied by a blonde child wearing a pair of jeans, a Zoroa coloured shirt and a pair of boots that oddly resembled Krookodile leather.
"Oh, suck it up-de gozaru," the child replied in a distasteful manner as they weaved through the crowd. "I just can't understand how you can wear a fur jacket in this heat wave!"
The red head in question just tugged his jacket. "It's not my fault this fucking place is freezing," he replied and shuddered. This wasn't actually true. It was at least 50 degrees, but the man just shivered like he was freezing.
"And you wonder why I don't like being seen in public with you," the boy muttered under his breath.
"What was that?"
"Er- I said I wonder where Vahn said we should meet him and I don't like being in public for too long," Lionel quickly lied to avoid getting a fire boosted noogie.
"Whatever-achoo!" Ren sneezed, too sick to press further as he wiped his nose with a handkerchief.
The two made their way into the park, which, not surprisingly, was having a fair, and sat down on a bench.
"What's up, my homies!" a lean ravenette greeted as he walked up to the bench with pink fluff on a stick in each of his hands and a Deerling mask, pink sugar staining the mouth hole of the mask. "Enjoying the fair?"
"Could you at least go five minutes without acting like a complete child-de gozaru!" Lionel scolded his much older sibling.
"But you're supposed to have fun at a fair," he sulked. "And besides you've got to try this stuff. It looks like the stuff from a Cottonee, but it's pink and tastes like sugar," he said, shoving one of the pink fluff into Lionel's hands.
"It's called cotton candy," Ren replied. "It's supposed to attract a lot of kids, then they eat and eat and eat until they get sick and throw up."
"Really?! Man, we live in an age of wonder," Vahn sighed and bit a large chunk out of the fluffy condiment.
"Not meaning to spoil the mood, but we didn't come here to eat candy-de gozaru," Lionel said though he had pink sugar on his lips. "Now what was so important that you had to have Ren and I travel all the way here from the castle-de gozaru?"
"And it had better be good because I'm freezing!" Ren muttered.
Vahn just smiled through his mask then raised it to reveal his sparkling purple eyes. "What if I told you that I've found the next guardian? Will that be a good reason?" he grinned slyly, showing off a set of sharp white fangs.
Ren and Lionel stared at him intensely then nodded for him to continue.
Author's corner.
PToddSweeney: Well, that's another chapter done and I even added a mystery: who is the next guardian? You'll just have to wait and see.
P.S. To all those who are probably pissed at me for not updating in a while, I'm sorry. So please don't kill me in my sleep. I already have enough people trying to do that.