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Chapter 11
Tristan and Gary decided to spend an extra day on Dewford to let themselves and their pokemon relax and enjoy the water and beach. Starmie, Jumpluff, Poochyena, and Pelliper all played in the water, Charizard and Dustox got a chance to stretch their wings, Nincada and Sableye built a sandcastle, while Umbreon sat between Gary and Tristan (who were fast asleep in the sun after doing some intense surfing, or in Gary's case attempting to surf and not drown) and watched over everyone.
After the rest day, it was back to the boat, where Tristan spelled out again that there was no need for the captain to race towards Rustboro port like a bat out of hell. During the rather enjoyable ride, Tristan and Gary planned out the next few days.
"Well, our first stop has got to be Meteor Falls so I can get a Lunatone and Solrock. Then I'll be down to needing only six more dual-types, well after Nincada evolves it will be six." Tristan said
"What are those other six?"
"They would be Altaria, or a Swablu I can raise to an Altaria, a Tropius, a Relicanth, a Surskit, a Metagross, which I can evolve from a Beldum, and a Claydol, another one that I can evolve."
"Do you know where you can find those pokemon?"
"Well, I sort of do…"
"Sigh"
"Anyway, after that, we can make our way up past Fallarbor Town and over Mt. Chimney and hit up Lavaridge and Flannery."
"So Lavaridge is the next gym."
"Yep."
"Excellent. I can't wait."
"Yeah. And you'll have some good opportunities to catch some more pokemon."
"Excellent. I can't wait."
"…."
After that the duo stayed pretty much silent until they arrived back in Rustboro. Their first stop was the market to replenish their supplies, and then they made a quick stop in the Pokemon Center for Tristan to send back his Jumpluff, Charizard, and Sableye, and withdraw his Swampert. Then they hit the road.
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After two days of hiking, the two finally passed a sign that let them know they had entered the area of Meteor Falls. They made their campsite near the falls. After dinner, since it was Gary's turn to do dishes, Tristan decided to go out and look around to see if he could get one his two pokemon that night. He decided to only bring Swampert and Starmie along, since both were strong against Solrock and Lunatone's rock/psychic combo. As he made his way along the water, he saw plenty of other pokemon, but couldn't find his targets. He decided to go over to the waterfalls and climb up. He figured Lunatone would probably want to be near the moon. As he climbed, he thanked his lucky stars that there was enough moon that the Lunatone would probably be out, but not enough to where they were at full strength.
As he crested the top, he hitched his breath. There was a Lunatone! He thanked the lucky stars that he forgot the first time and went in. He quietly released his Swampert.
"Swampert, use Water Gun, full force." he whispered, hoping to get the upper edge early.
The Water Gun smashed into the clueless Lunatone and knocked it onto the ground.
"Now use Muddy Water."
More water cascaded onto the shocked Lunatone. It was already looking very weakened. However, it righted itself and let off a Psywave. It hit Swampert.
"Excellent. That's one of the moves I wanted you to have. Swampert use Take Down."
Just as the Take Down was about to hit, the Lunatone used a Rock Throw. The two attacks collided. Both pokemon took damage and Lunatone was knocked out. Tristan threw his pokeball and it dinged almost immediately.
"Awesome. One down already. Thanks for the help Swampert. Return."
Tristan recalled his pokemon and sat down for a minute to analyze his newest capture.
"Lunatone, female. Level 30. Known attacks: Confusion, Rock Throw, Psywave, and Hypnosis."
"Well, you're pretty far along. I'm definitely glad you weren't at peak performance."
Tristan got up and turned around to go back down the waterfall. When he did though, there were two more Lunatone behind him. They did not look happy.
"Uh…hi Lunatone. I was just leaving so there's no need to be angry or anything…"
The Lunatone's eyes flashed red, and that is the last thing Tristan saw before things went to hell.
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When Tristan opened his eyes again, it was daylight, and it was really bright- it hurt his eyes a lot at first.
"Oh wow. Stupid Lunatone. Probably used a Hypnosis on me. Oh shit! Gary's probably going crazy. I better get back to the campsite!"
Instead of climbing down, he decided to just jump off the side of the cliff and land in the water. The second he got in there though…
"AHHHH! CARVANHA!"
He quickly jumped out of the water started to swat the carnivorous pokemon off of him.
"Take that you little fuckers. Mew, I hate those fish."
After taking a minute to check himself for any wounds and slow his heart rate down, he found he had gotten out unscathed. He then began to again walk towards the campsite. But after only a minute, two figures dropped down in front of him.
"Adam, Evan!? What the hell are you two doing here?"
"Geez bro, aren't you happy to see us?"
"Well yeah, but I expected you two would be at the gym, not here!"
"We wanted to give you a surprise. Guess what we did? We just earned all eight badges to compete at the Ever Grande Conference!"
"….. you did WHAT?"
"We're going to be competing against you! How many badges do you have?"
"I have…two. How on earth did you two get all eight badges already? And what pokemon did you use? Neither of you have any pokemon other than your starters and that stupid Taillow of yours Adam."
"Oh we just used your pokemon and we flew around to each gym. Thanks for raising them so well."
Tristan stood there for w full minute, with a shell-shocked expression on his face. When he spoke next, a normal person would have begun cowering in fear at the pure venom.
"….you did what?" he said with a quiet fury.
Tristan was beginning to get angry. First he clenched his fists, and then began to shake, and finally he began to see red.
"Are you two imbeciles telling me you used my pokemon that I raised, expending enormous amounts of effort and a lot of money to do so, to achieve something that I'm working hard to do, and has been a goal of mine for years? I'm going to kill you!"
"Sorry bro can't let that happen. Altaria, Flygon, take us home."
The two pokemon swooped down and picked the two up, then took off to the south.
"Damn it, you bastards get back here right now! Of course, I don't have a flying pokemon. I'm going to kill them. MOTHERFUCK!" he screamed.
Tristan was stewing in anger, and was literally stomping back towards the campsite now. After a few minutes, he sat down to try and sort everything out when his pokenav began to ring.
"Hello?" he asked monotonously.
"Tristan, sweetie, its mom."
"How did you get this number?"
"That's not important. I'm just letting you know that since Adam and Evan already got their badges, I'm letting them take over as gym leaders for a while. Your father and I are going to take a vacation to the Seafoam Islands on the new boat your father built."
"…Thanks for brightening up my day with that news, mom. Bye!"
Tristan hung up and threw the pokenav against a tree and let out a huge scream. This proved to be a mistake as hundreds of Beedrill began to buzz furiously.
"Oh great, the only pokemon I'm afraid of. Time to run!"
Tristan had been attacked by some Beedrill when he was very young, and had been afraid of them ever since, though he never acted afraid in the company of others. But his pokemon knew that if a Beedrill was attacking to give it their all, since they could sense his fear, and wanted to protect him. Tristan took off running.
"I'm going to need some pokemon help on this one." he said reaching down to grab a pokeball. Suddenly he realized that he had no pokemon on him. He began to feel that familiar feeling of fear in his chest grow exponentially.
"What the hell? Where are my pokemon?" he asked as a Beedrill stung him. "Fuck that hurt!" I'm in big trouble now.
He continued to run to try and escape but the Beedrill were too fast. He could feel himself getting tired, but the adrenaline his fear had caused to pump through him was keeping him going. He finally tripped over a root and hit the ground. The Beedrill kept stinging him. He curled up into a ball and began to shake and cry.
"Please just go away, please go away, please go away." he repeated over and over as the Beedrill crawled all over him, still occasionally stinging him. It began to dawn on him that he was probably going to die a horrible painful death.
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