(Author's Note: So sorry about the ridiculously long wait. Life happened I guess ^^;. Haha. Please, no one eat their dogs. That would be most unfortunate. Anywho starting off where the previous chapter ended.)
~Y/N's POV~
"You're a difficult one to find, Firestone." The man gripped my arm, I could feel the bruised forming from the tight grip. I held back my scream, thinking it was unwise. The man had thick, red hair. Almost like a pryroar's mane. His eyes were a similar color, and he towered over me. He wore a red and black suit. Perfect appearence to kidnap someone.
"What makes you say that?" I squinted up at him.
"I am called Lysandre. I would much appreciate a private confrence with you." Lysandre smiled, but it was a cold smile that screamed to not disobey. I swallowed. I glanced over at Red. Whatever Gold had given him was beginning to wear off. He was selling out the water stand. I was about to let loose the scream I've been holding back, but my voice only came out as a squeak. "Pokemon certainly have interesting abilities don't they?" He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and guided me to a red van. Seriously, could this Lysandre be any more obvious?
I was shoved into the front passenger seat, and seat belted in. My hands were tied together, and my feet cuffed to the door. The driver's side opened, but it was not Lysandre who got in. One of his goons maybe. His bright orange hair was swirled on top of his head, and his suit was garishly red. Is red their theme color or something?
Truthfully, I'm surprises I'm not fightinig back. It's making me furious with myself. Did he drug me somehow?
"Lysandre sends his fabolous regards. He'll come see you again soon once he finds your resting place". The grunt laughed, "Though I thought you'd be much more...fashionable. We'll have to change that." He grinned meanly at me. I could barely move my head to glare at him. It was enough to startle him and to get him going. I struggled to look out my window, feeling pitiful and weak. My Pokemon were scattered on the ground, along with my phone and pokedex. How dare they! Treating my Pokemon like that!
Hope rises in my chest as I see Red sprinting towards the van, though the look on his face was terriying. But, not even Red can catch up to the van fast enough. I think they're using a Pokemon to conceal the van now.
~Red's POV~
Stupid, stupid Gold. What did he even give me anyways? Cactus juice? I'm so parched that I can barely move my tongue. I literally bought out the guy who was selling waterbottles. As I downed the last one, I turned around. I vaguely remeber dragging Y/N with me.
No.
No.
Arceus if you can hear me...don't let her be stolen.
I ran as they pushed her into the van, the van slowly turning invisible. Y/N's eyes looked desperately out, and they lit up hopefully as they met mine. My stomach knotted as I ran faster. I glanced at her pokeballs on the ground.
She's gone.
I felt my knees give as I watched where the van was.
It's my fault.
I stood, and gathered her pokemon and her other belongings. The feeling in my gut going numb.
No.
This is not my fault. It's not my fault. I grinned sadly, some guilt lifting. It's Gold's. Fiery rage filled me.
Ruby ran up to me.
"Hey, Red. You okay? Where's Y/N?" He asked lamely, his gaze drifting around for signs of her. "Red?"
~Ruby's POV~
Red faced me, and the look on him was enough to send an abomasnow running. Did whatever Gold gave him not wear off...?
"Where's Gold?" He looked at me dangerously.
"W-why...?"
"Cuz I'm going to kill him." He looked at me, rage in his eyes. Defintely not off the potion Gold gave him. I snatched Red's Venasaur from his belt and released him. Red looked at me, a dead glare as he approached me. I gulped. Fortunately the Venasaur let loose a sleep powder on him, saving me from a good beating.
Holy Miltank.
I caught Red before he hit the ground. I brought out my phone and called Gold.
~Gold's POV~
Ruby told me he found Red and where he was. I motioned for N to come with me as i got my bike out of my bag.
It didn't take long to get there, but Ruby certainly looked panicked.
"He was murderous, Gold! You stupid pinmissile, what did you fireblasting give him?" Ruby yelled at me, causing a whole bunch of people to stare. I shifted uncomftorably in my shoes.
"Well...I read the warning label on a potion. It said that it causes minor, and temporary, hallucinations". I grinned nervously. N looked at me strangely. Ruby just groaned and asked N to help carry Red back to the hotel room. I kinda felt guilty, but not really. Though Ruby probably will give me a lecture. BUT I'M OLDER THAN HIM-that's what my heart is saying, anyways.
Where was Y/N anyways?
That's when I saw her phone clasped in Red's hands.
He wouldn't...hurt her would he?
~The infamous time skip brought to you by horrible clifhangers!~
It took a few hours for Red to actually wake up. I'm still trying to convince myself Y/N is okay. Ruby looks severely depressed sitting in that chair over there, and N keeps pacing. It was just supposed to be a joke.
Red jumped out of bed.
"Did you find Y/N?!" He yelled. Red tried to run out the door but was held back by the collar of his shirt by N. He's stronger than he looks. Red looks like an hysterical mess. First time I have ever seen him like this. "Please. She...she was kidnapped".
My heart dropped.
"It's your fault Gold." Red growled. "If you hadn't given me that cactus juice, I wouldn't have left her alone like that." His glare was cold. If looks could kill...
N's face looked frightened.
"Was anyone wearing red? A red van maybe?" N looked at Red fiercely.
Kinda looked like an angry zoroark.
~Y/N's POV~
Hours. I've been in this stupid glass prison for hours. I can finally move again, but my whole body feels tingly. I hope my pokemon are okay, and that they don't think I abandoned them.
Truthfully, I have no idea where I am, but I did figure out who that Lysandre guy is. He's the head of a huge corporate industry, and more discreetly known as the leader of Team Flare.
I managed to beat a grunt at rock paper scissors to get the information, and perhaps some verbal abuse...Not the best method for getting the information, but heh. They kidnapped me. No need to use up my kind soul.
Finally the door opened, and this so called leader walked in, his red hair flowing behind him. So fabulous.
"So tell me about yourself, Y/N." Lysandre asked.
"Where to start...Well I like to eat babies and make magic potions that turn people into toads." I scowled. Lysandre laughed. He laughed. I want to rip his eyes out.
Woah woah woah...Chill. You're acting like a sociopath. Being kidnapped is not a good excuse to act homicidal.
"Well I'll ask again tomorrow then until you give me a straight answer." He walked away, his hair flowing behind him like a peacock.
Hours. I've been in this stupid glass prison for hours.