Disclaimer: If I owned Pokémon, I would be very rich!
AN: Still Jet's point of view so yeah...
Chapter 10 – The Poké-Human War
(PoV of Jet)
They were chatting, but I wasn't concentrating on them, I was checking to see where the humans had gone off to. But I couldn't hear them. At least it was safer now. So I turned to the two Pokémon.
"Hello, do you mind quieting down, just a bit?" I asked them, grabbing their attention.
"Do you know where we are?" The purple one asked. So I answered with what I knew.
"All I know is that we are in some human base. Now do you mind telling me who you are?" I wanted answers about the two of them, "And which side are you on?"
The black one stepped, well, floated forwards a bit. "I'm Darkrai, and this," he pointed to the purple one, "Is Cresselia."
"And which side are you on?" they didn't answer that bit yet.
"What do you mean?" Cresselia asked me.
"The Poké-Human War!" I told them, "It's only the biggest war in history!" Who were these people?
"What's that?" The black one looked around.
"Are you mentally impaired?" I asked him, seriously wondering if he had not heard about the war. To that he decided he was pissed off and sped towards me with an attack charging. However, using my speed, I zoomed round behind him and pressed my claw to his neck.
"Be a good boy and sit down." I ordered. He did so, and Cresselia followed suit.
"Right, why don't you know about the war?" I asked them.
Their answer was an odd one: "We're from the past." Darkrai said, still glaring at me.
I gave up with them and decided they really didn't know. So I sat down and started to tell them about the war, most that I knew, anyway.
"Okay, so about three hundred years ago, there was a band of rogue Pokémon, who attacked and killed just for fun. Obviously, the humans didn't like this and told them to stop or they would declare war on all Pokémon. Of course, the Pokémon did stop. But even though, the humans kept their promise of war if it happened again. And about twenty years later another band of Pokémon, some Carvanha, started killing. The humans decided to kill anyone who began killing. So they murdered the Carvanha. But of course the wild Pokémon were shocked that the humans didn't try to take the nice way, and wanted revenge. And because each side kept killing for revenge, it just began to turn into a war. A war where to win, the other side had to be eradicated. Of course, some Pokémon who had befriended humans decided to join them and help them with the war. There has been tries of peace, but all have failed. Many bases have been built on both sides, as strongholds. Some bases are used as spy industries, where they send out spies to find out as much as possible, then return back and report the info. But most bases are just strongholds for soldiers. There are also assassin bases, the usual war camp bases, training bases, and also defence bases for those not participating in the war. Anyway, the humans decided that we either join them or die, but most Pokémon have been brought up with their parents telling them the humans are bad. That's about all I know really."
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(Guess who? Roger! No, it's Jet.)
Unfortunately, they still had not answered my question, so I repeated it, "So, which side are you on?"
"The Pokémon's side of course!" Cresselia exclaimed.
"Just making sure, remember, Pokémon have joined them, and quite a lot, too." I told them both.
"Wait, is the moon red?" Cresselia suddenly said.
"Why's that?" I asked, curious, "Erm, no, not last time I checked."
"Okay then," They never said anything else about it, and I probably didn't want to know.
"You said that we're in a human base right now?" Darkrai inquired.
"Yes."
"Then where are they?" He asked.
"We're in a storage room," I told him.
"What?" He asked, obviously not understanding.
"A cupboard," I tried simplifying it for him.
"So that's why there aren't any here!" He finally realised. Yippy! Good for him!
"It's a pretty big cupboard," Cresselia stated.
"Good find, miss obvious!" Darkrai murmured.
"Right!" I said sternly, grabbing there attention, "We are going to raid this base from the inside and get every last human here!"
"Why's that?" Cresselia asked.
"Coz they already know we're here, so sneaking around is out of the question. Also, I have to get some info on their computers onto this memory stick and bring it home to the Alakazams. Getting rid of the humans will prevent untimely interruptions. Plus there'll be fewer humans to fight us in the war." I explained.
"And you want us to help murder them?" Darkrai asked.
"You're on the Pokémon's side, and it's a war. Kill or be killed, your choice." I think my mini-speech went well as they both got up and looked prepared for a battle.
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(I'll give you three clues. It begins with 'J'. It ends with 'T'. The middle letter is 'E'. It's Roger! No, it's not Roger, he's next chapter! It's Jet!)
We burst out of the storage room and saw no one in the room, so I instantly planted the memory stick in the computer and started to transfer as many files across as I could. I saw the other two Pokémon speed off round the corner. Minutes pass, and when done, I take the memory stick out of the computer, and plug it into another one. More minutes pass, and I take it out again. Only this time, I don't put it in the third, because there's another Pokémon in the room, and it was not looking happy!
First of all, sorry for such a short chapter, but I want the fighting and such to be in the other chapter after this. So yeah, more Jet, and next time, we'll have point of views of more people, and occasionally the third person which was before we decided on coming to the future. So unfortunately, it was kind of a filler to set us up for the fighting and let us know about what's happening. Have a good day.
Unless the moon's red.