Chapter Thirteen: Nightmares.
Climbing down from Globat's back, Sasuke looked around the streets of Apotos. The sun had already begun to set, so the locals were heading into their homes for the night. Sasuke recalled his Golbat, and began searching for anyone dressed as a knight. As luck would have it, two of them were standing in front of a large church with spears in their hands. The church had the same symbol of People of Faith, so he figured this was the perfect place to start. Sasuke approached them, and the two of them held up their weapons in a defensive manner.
"Hey kid, just what do you think you're doing?" The first one asked him. "This church in off limits to outsiders, so get lost."
"Where is he?" Sasuke asked. "Where's Orochimaru?"
The other guardsmen laughed. "Why would we tell you? You're just a child."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the two men, reaching for a Pokéball. If there was one thing he did not like, it was being called a child. Just as Sasuke was about to call out to his selected partner, the holo-phone of one the guards began to ring. Still holding the Pokéball in his hand, Sasuke stopped, and watched as a small hologram of Orochimaru appear on the phone.
"Just what are you two doing?" The image asked.
"M-Master Orochimaru…!" One of the guards sputtered. "This just came out of nowhere and we were about to…"
"And the two of you were about to stir trouble were you not?" Orochimaru answered for them, narrowing his yellow eyes. "You two know the rules. Battling is strictly off limits around the cathedral."
"Right…we're sorry," The guardsmen replied.
"Now, as for child, let him through. I've been…expecting him," Orochimaru peered at Sasuke from the corner of his eye, and then turned his attention back towards the guards.
"Right," The first guard hung up his phone, and then stepped to the side so that Sasuke could pass through. "Our leader has requested a meeting with you. In other words, we'll need for you to come with us."
Sasuke didn't say anything, but he was still skeptical about the whole meeting with Orochimaru. On the outside, the church appeared to be a beautiful place where people come to worship and pray together, which was harmless itself. The guards lead the young Uchiha out back to a cemetery and pushed aside one of the tombstones, uncovering a hidden passage. The guards had then lead Sasuke down a long corridor that stretched a pretty long distance. Within the next ten minutes, and after walking in silence the entire time, the guards stopped in front of a set of large doors.
"Well, this is it," One of the guards said, and then with that, him and his partner left to take their positions back at the entrance of the church.
Sasuke looked at the doors for a while, his hand hovering about the knob as if he were waiting for something. After about a minute, the young Uchiha turned the knob and entered the room.
"Ah, Sasuke…" Orochimaru said as the dark haired trainer walked slowly. "I've been expecting you."
"Why me?" Sasuke asked, earning a surprised look from the yellow eyed man. "Why do you want me to become your king?"
"It is what Musharna foretold us," Orochimaru answered. "She foretold the sages of boy with dark hair and eyes who lead the our clan, and eventually the world into the liberation of Pokémon, creating the ideal world for us all."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "I see…"
"However, you must seek out and capture the Yang Dragon." Orochimaru said. "And if you wish to accomplish such a task, you must first become our clan's king. Our grunts will stop at nothing to make your dreams come true."
Sasuke thought to himself for a second. Having Reshiram by his side didn't sound so bad…it would defiantly make his dream taking down Itachi easier. But liberating the Pokémon of others would eventually leave the world empty of challengers to battle, and gain experience. As Sasuke continue to ponder his thoughts, Dewott released himself from his ball. Sasuke figured that his partner had picked up his senses, and was ready to talk him out of it. Sure enough, when Dewott appeared, he frowned at Sasuke.
"Dewott…De…!" ("Sasuke-san, are you out of your mind? You can't join this man in his quest for liberation!") The otter replied, waving his arms.
In a low voice, Sasuke whispered to him. "I know what this looks like," he said. "But, I'm only using Orochimaru to get what I want, which is power."
Dewott crossed his arms in a huff before replying, "Dewott…" ("There are other ways to get power you know…")
It was Sasuke's turn to frown. "Don't give me that look. And besides, I'm doing this for you and the rest of the team as well. Just think about; we'd be unstoppable with a legendary teammate by our side."
And in order to do that, he'd have to play his cards right.
Dewott didn't seem convinced, but he knew Sasuke wanted him, and well as the others to become stronger. After about a second our two, Dewott nodded, showing Sasuke that he understood what he meant. Sasuke gave him a short nod, and then stood up to face Orochimaru.
"Okay, you've convinced me," he said to yellow eyed man. "I'll become your king."
Orochimaru smirked. "Excellent…but first, we'll need for you do something." With a snap of finger, Sakon and Ukon appeared. The two of them held onto a tray, in which a jewel-incrusted grail sat upon.
From there, Orochimaru motioned for Sasuke to come closer, which he did slowly. Orochimaru handed Sasuke the golden cup, which was filled to the brim with a strange crimson colored liquid. "To become one of us, you must first drink this,"
Sasuke looked into the cup, and then held his nose as he swallowed whatever was in the cup. When it was empty, he placed it back onto the tray and the twins exited the room with it. Sasuke suddenly felt himself getting nauseous and images of that dark ghost-like creature flashed in his memory as his head began to throb in pain. Sasuke let out a grunt as Orochimaru stood up from his throne.
"What was in that drink you gave me?" Sasuke asked as he held his head in pain.
"Never that," Orochimaru placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder. "It will wear off by the time the ceremony begins."
Orochimaru lead Sasuke to a different part of the underground castle. As the two of them walked along the corridor, Sasuke's vision began to blur. Briefly, he looked up to Orochimaru only to see another image of the dark creature. Doing a double take, Sasuke blinked, and then look back up to find his History Professor staring back down at him.
"The effects are taking fast than I had anticipated…" he said, quickening his pace. "Come young Sasuke, we must hurry."
Effects…? Sasuke thought as he followed Orochimaru. Just what was in that drink?
Meanwhile, in a different part of the underground castle, a very different meeting was being held. A youth of twelve was seated in front of a mirror, while two young women were bustling around him, doing last minute adjustments of his hair and clothes. Both woman seemed exhausted, no doubt from years of mediocrity and hard work. Ever since the death of their dear Lady Xia, life at the castle was dull and cold. Life seemed to turn surreal and pointless, with no clear direction or purpose. Their last hopes of a meaningful existence rested in the stately young man sitting in front of them, the very boy who will bring a glorious future to the Council of Light, and perhaps bring purpose to the organization's goals by their king's side.
The man gazed at the two women in the mirror with his sea blue eyes and asked in a patient voice, "Lady Miranda, Lady Angel, are preparations finished yet?"
Miranda smiled into the mirror with tired eyes, fluffing the tween's snowy hair one last time before answering, "You look splendid, Sir Frost. Your mother would have been proud."
Frost blinked slowly. He had rarely heard things about his mother, and when he did, they were always vague statements, such as the empty compliment Miranda had just given him. He stood up as Angel fetched a glamorous golden sword, decorated with intricate designs and expensive gems, which she preceded to hand it to him.
A knock was heard at the door of the dressing room, which Angel answered. One of the knights, Kabuto, was at the door, and he bowed his head, asking, "Is Sir Frost ready?"
Frost turned to the knight, who immediately bowed deeply. "Sir Frost, we are all waiting for you to hand the crown over to our new king. Please come with me."
The young man nodded and walked out the door, with both Angel and Miranda holding up his long cape, so that it would not touch the floor as he walked. The other knights were waiting for him, and they all followed him. The group promenaded towards the coronation hall. The grand doors to the hall opened, and Frost was met with the site of the thousands of members of the Council of Light. The group proceeded down along the navy blue carpet, walking regally to the golden throne that waited at the end of the enormous hall.
All around, murmurs of excitement and anticipation were heard as members of the Council of Light watched their future king's first knight was being escorted to their new leader's grand throne. Frost kept his head down as he walked lost in his thoughts. He reminisced in the memories of the dear Darmanitan his mother had told him of when she was alive, and friends with as a young girl…the sweet Raichu who had suffered so much…all the lost and hurt Pokémon she befriended. All these Pokémon had to endure the cruelty of humans; they had to endure the pain, the abuse, the abandonment, and the insults. Humans they trusted and loved eventually casted them aside like useless scum and trash. Remembering these Pokémon, Frost recalled his true purpose in life, the reason he was here today.
He had finally reached the throne, and saw his father waiting for him. Was that pride he saw in his father's eyes? Pride that his son was finally ready to fulfill his duty of liberating the Pokémon of this world from the hands of oppressive trainers? Yes, that must be it.
For Frost's only purpose in life was to become a great trainer, and if he was lucky, command one of the legendary Pokémon into battle. He stepped up to the throne where Sasuke was already seated and turned around to face the masses that had congregated for his coronation. Beside him, his father, Orochimaru, stepped forward, his commanding voice echoing through the colossal hall as he delivered his speech.
"Fellow brethren of the Council of Light, I thank you all today for joining us at this momentous occasion! Today, you shall witness the crowning of a king: your new king! Young Sasuke has agreed to take over as the ruler of our magnificent society, and to fulfill his innate duties as the liberator of Pokémon from mankind!" Orochimaru turned to face his son, receiving a sword from him. It sparked from the magnificent lights illuminating overhead. "So, from this moment forward, I appoint thee, Uchiha Sasuke, as the new ruler of Council of Light!"
Frost watched as his father surrender the sword, and then placed a medallion similar to his own over Sasuke's head as a vehement cacophony of applause erupted through the halls. Every member of the Council of Light was cheering loudly for their new king, feeling as if their decades of hard work have finally paid off, and that the organization's true purpose will arise from the dust of their labors. Miranda and Angel watched uneasily, still apprehensive about the situation. Was this really what they had wanted? What the world needed? They did not know anymore.
Frost glared at the Uchiha boy, who had begun waving to his new subjects. Sasuke's expression was still stoic and emotionless, without any hint of excitement or enjoyment in the cheers of the people. This was his dream, and Sasuke had no right to just waltz in and take it. The snowy haired trainer would spend the course over the next few days planning his revenge.
Orochimaru, on the other hand, felt himself inwardly smirk—he had found the perfect king for his people.
Yes, after years of sweat and blood, his dreams were finally becoming a reality...
Meanwhile, down the streets of Apotos, a police car sped carrying two new prisoners back towards the local prison for questioning. The prisoners, Sakon and Ukon, stayed silent, and made no attempts to resist against the handcuffs that were bound around their wrists. Every so often, the two would gaze out of the tinted windows of the car, watching the blur of the passing countryside.
The car suddenly came to a screeched to a halt, and the driver spoke, "What in Arceus' name…?" he asked, scratching the back of his head.
He stuck his head out of the window in order to get a better look at the young man that was blocking his path. The young man in question had a black mask over his mouth and was dressed in a black, sleeveless full-bodysuit, tied off with a white sash at the waist, much like the garbs of a ninja. A black headband was visible underneath his shock of pure white hair and vivid green eyes.
The policeman just rolled his eyes, mumbling, "Kids today and their wacky fashion…" Then, raising his voice, he called out to the stranger, "Oi kid! You shouldn't stand in the middle of the road like that. Please step aside…"
He was suddenly cut off by a second stranger, with black hair. Having been knocked unconsciousness by the newcomer, the policeman slumped down into the seat of his car. The side door of the patrol car flung open, letting in the bright sunlight into the prisoner's hold. A third stranger stood outside, glaring frostily at the captured the grunts.
"Sakon, Ukon. Master Orochimaru is not pleased with your actions. You are bringing disgrace to our clan," The one with white hair spoke.
By then, Sakon was already stepping out of the car, muttering, "Yeah whatever," he stared at the three men. "Thanks for saving our tails. I wasn't actually expecting the Shadow Triad to save us after our last slip-up."
One of Triad quipped, "Don't expect it again. Now come, we are returning to Master Orochimaru. He would like to speak to you both."
Ukon flinched. He knew that they were in for quite the punishment after the stunts they pulled. He glanced at Sakon, whose lips were curled in annoyance. "Well, at least remove these handcuffs before we report back," Sakon demanded.
The Triad ignored him, one of the men grabbing his arm and disappearing in an instant. Ukon sighed. He was not looking forward to his master's tirade. He felt a tight grip on his arm, and in an instant, the seaside town of Apotos blurred from his view.
The lingering Triad member glanced around the area to search for spies before disappearing himself, leaving the unconscious police in his car at the side of the road.
Back with our heroes, Tenshi had finally come to her senses.
"You came back!" Came her enthusiastic voice as her friends stepped back into the ruined schoolhouse.
Naruto breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her awake and jubilant. Sakura, on the other hand approached her smiling.
"Thank goodness you're awake," she said, "We were starting to get worried." Sakura dug through her purse, retrieving a single Pokéball and handing it to the surprised girl. "We got Shieldon and the others back as well."
With wide eyes, Tenshi babbled, "Wait what...? What exactly happened while I was out?" She searched Naruto and Sakura's eyes for an answer. Naruto sighed, recounting the events of the past hours to her.
Tenshi listened intently; disappointed that she had missed out on so much action. She turned her attention to Sakura, grinning, "A Dragonair huh?"
The two of them shared a knowing glance. She was about to chat a little more with Sakura about her newest partner a little more when Tania burst out, "Wait, you caught Apollo?"
Sounds of shock and protest rang through the room, and Hikaru tried to calm the children. Sakura's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a flash of guilt flitted through her eyes. Knowing that Sakura searched for the right words, Blaze obliged for her.
"Look, I know you're upset, but Sakura was doing that for the good of Apollo. You see, he was terribly hurt by those grunts just now," she explained, sugar-coating her voice. "Sakura saved him, and Apollo agreed to let her capture him. I'm sure she will take good care of your friend. I'm sure Sakura and Apollo will visit you all every once in a while, ok?" she smiled at the children's sad faces.
Slowly, Hikaru responded, "I…I guess…if Apollo is safe…" she trailed off, looking down at the ground.
Yui puffed out his chest, "We still have my Zigzagoon! Someday, he will be as big as Apollo is!"
"Big sister Sakura is so nice!" Chi chirped, with a nod of agreement Kai.
"Akira is glad Apollo has someone nice taking care of him now!"
A look of authentic surprise lighted up Sakura's face, and she found herself smiling at the group of children. From there, she held up the Pokéball close to her body.
"I promise to keep Apollo safe along with my other partners," she said. "And together, we'll only get stronger."
After saying good bye to the children, the group decided that it was best if they returned to the academy since Tenshi was still winded from her accident. She insisted that she was fine, and did not need to seek medical treatment, and after compromising with her friends, she agreed to visit the infirmary as soon as they returned the academy. On their way back to the academy, the group passed by a rather large Catholic church. While the others just simply walked pass the building, Naruto took a few seconds to stop and stare before joining his friends.
Behind the walls, and below this church, Sakon and Ukon returned to the confines of the Council of Light underground castle to face Orochimaru. Now that they were actually back in the castle, the fear of the severity of their situation crashed on them, and the two grunts were afraid for the first time in a long time.
The Shadow Triad led them through the munificent halls of the castle, escorting them curtly to Orochimaru's room. They gestured the two grunts into the dark room before disappearing in a flash. Sakon and Ukon's eyes darted to the center of the room, where a dim spotlight illuminated a velvet chair that their leader was currently occupying.
"You two have caused quite a commotion around town," he stated, a light quality to his voice. "Tell me, did I not say to keep your missions discreet?"
The two bowed their heads apologetically, muttering, "We're sorry, Master Orochimaru. We have committed grave mistakes, please forgive us."
"The police were involved this time, were they not?" he asked, a dangerous tone creeping into his voice.
There was brief moment of silence before Orochimaru spoke again.
"So tell me, what reason should I have to forgive you for nearly ruining my…our magnificent plans?" he asked bitterly.
The grunts continued to hold their silence, feeling cold sweat run down their neck. Their hearts skipped a beat when they heard a crack of a Pokéball opening. Suddenly, their bodies were lifted into the air, and both Sakon and Ukon yelled in shock. Orochimaru's Cofagrigus waved his ghostly hands about, casting the Psychic that suspended the shocked grunts in the air.
Orochimaru's face was contorted into a mask of disgust and anger, and he shouted, "What reason should I have to keep such useless trash amongst my prestigious group? I most certainly expected much, much more out of you two, Sakon, Ukon." The venom in his voice stabbed into the pair.
Now, the twins knew they were not useless. They were, in fact, one of the several members of the Council of Light most trusted by Orochimaru, and were far more efficient in their work then a majority of their comrades. Sakon's spite had gotten the best of him, and he knew he had to rectify his actions before Ukon, who willingly followed his twin's plans, had to suffer for them too.
"Master Orochimaru, sir, I take full responsibility for the incidents," he gasped. "But we were stopped by a group of trainers who had the strangest luck of running into us while we were working. They proved to be most meddlesome," he desperately tried to explain.
Orochimaru was about to deal a painful blow to the defenseless grunts when something clicked in his brain. "Trainers…you say?" he narrowed his eyes. "Did one of them have spikey blond hair?"
Eyes widening, Sakon blurted, "Y…Yes Master! He had a Zorua and Gengar, and wore an orange and black jersey. One of the others-"
"I don't care about the other brats, only him!" Orochimaru growled. He gestured to his Cofagrigus, which released his psychic grip. Sakon and Ukon landed painfully on the ground, but suddenly snapped their attention back on Orochimaru.
"I'm…going to give you two one last chance," The yellow eyed man glared, "Your new king, Sasuke and I is busy training for the academy's tournament. Before the day is up, I will need for the two of you to either track down Musharna or the brat with the blond hair for me."
"Br…bring him?" Ukon narrowed his eyes, "You mean…"
"I mean by any means necessary, you dolt," Orochimaru snarled. "And while you're at it, I withdraw the orders to stay discreet. Stir up chaos if you please. In fact, tell everyone you encounter," he grinned, "That you did not get the orders from me."
Sakon's lips pulled into a sneering smile as he understood Orochimaru's intentions. He suddenly bent down to one knee, in a knight's bow, with Ukon quickly following in suit.
"Thank you, Master Orochimaru, for giving us another chance. We will not fail you this time," Sakon promised suavely, excitement dancing in his heart. He will not let a group of trainers; especially Entei students get the best of his temper this time.
"See that you don't. Now leave."
On the same day of Sakon and Ukon's departure, the leader of Team Magma, also known as Hitoshi Kito walked into his private quarters of the Team Magma base on his usual time. He stopped in front of a plated door, punching the correct pin. While doing so, he felt unusually groggy. Groaning, he walked into the room sluggishly. Nothing seemed to really register in his mind, and the tall man lumbered from the entrance and downstairs to the kitchen area.
His wife, Sarel, was there and cooking dinner. When her husband came into the room, she seemed to tense slightly. "Good evening, honey. I decided to cook a little something special for you. It will be ready in a few minutes!" She did not turn to him, as if completely preoccupied with the shallots she was frying.
With a grunt of acknowledgement, Kito sat down, blinking the sleep out of his eyes with little success. He noticed that it was nearly six o' clock, and Karin had not called or arrived back from her little 'trip' with her uncle.
"Where's Karin? It's unusual of her not to call. Is she really that upset about not getting to go with her friends to the academy? She needs to understand that she isn't ready for something like this. There are a lot of horrible people out there that can harm her! She's simply not ready." He got up and headed out of the kitchen. "I'll go and call Salem to see if his boat arrived in Slateport," he declared.
Sarel sighed, continuing to cook. She was not surprised in the least when she heard her husband's roar a moment later.
"Why won't you pick up!"
Sarel barely had time to sigh before her husband was back at the threshold of the kitchen, huffing in anger. "Just what is going on?" Kito demanded his teeth gritted in anger.
"She left for the academy months ago with her friends," Sarel sighed, scooping the shallots into a bowl of rice and other vegetables.
"And you let her go?" Kito roared, throwing his arms into the air.
Sarel brought the plates of food to the table and sat down. "Well of course. She wanted to go, she was packed and ready, and it would be a good experience for her." She began to eat her food.
"P…Pac, re, ready…go…good experience?" the enraged man sputtered, completely flabbergasted. "You endorse this?" he gaped.
"Yes. Yes I do, Kito," she looked at him, firmly continuing, "Our daughter is nearly thirteen years old. You can't keep treating her like she's only 5. She's capable of thinking for herself, and she's with friends. They'll all take care of each other. Most importantly, this would be an opportunity for her to grow as a woman. Everyone goes to the academy at that age. Do you really think that Karin would have stayed put when her best friends are going?" Having finished speaking, she went back to her dinner, eating nonchalantly.
"Do you hear yourself speak? Sarel, this is utterly ridiculous! I'm going to hunt her down right now!" In his dizzied rage, he turned around and smacked his head into the threshold. Giving a grunt of pain, he clutched at his head, stumbling towards the dining table.
Sarel watched in exasperation, commanding, "Sit. You will not hunt your own daughter like she's some prized Unfezant. Sit and eat your food. You most certainly don't look like you can go out anytime soon.
Still clutching his head, Kito angrily stabbed his food and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing furiously. Arceus, if only he had taken the time to actually talk to his brother-in-law.
Sarel finished her breakfast and announced that she was going over to her friend's house. Without waiting for a reply from her husband, she placed her dishes in the sink, slipped her sandals on, and left the house to board a small ferry.
After sailing a short distance to Sootopolis, she arrived at the home of Mezu Hōzuki. After she ran the doorbell, Mezu, a woman with short white hair, opened the door. "Sarel! What a surprise. How are you today?" she said, stepping aside to gesture her friend into her house.
"Fine, I suppose. Karin left about a few months ago, so I do miss her quite a bit," she sighed, walking into the house. "So how about Suigestsu? How do you feel about him leaving home?"
Mezu smiled sadly, "Well, I do miss him already as well, but he were just so excited about attending the academy. For that, I'm happy for him." She walked over to her couch before raising her eyebrows. "Wait, your husband actually let Karin go?"
"Well, no. Kito exploded when he found out, as expected. But the man needs to learn to let her go. Her sister Kanako was the same age when she left to pursue her dreams." Sarel replied.
"Karin is a lucky girl, to have been able to sneak out like that. Kito has always been such an early riser, even when we were kids." Mezu sighed a little.
Sarel pursed her lips, shifting her eyes all around. She leaned in towards Mezu, whispering, "I lied and told him that Karin was traveling with my brother for a while. In order for her to sneak out, I had to spike Kito's drink the morning she left."
Mezu gaped at Sarel's words before bursting into loud laughter. After seeing the sparkling look in her friend's eyes, Sarel smiled, now very glad that she had done what she had done. She only hoped that Karin was enjoying herself.
"Oh yes! I just remembered, Nami came by earlier. Apparently, she had bought some outfits for Ami and her Pokémon, and wanted me to deliver them," she gestured to a pile of clothes.
With a whistle, Sarel commented, "How typical of Nami. That woman spoils her daughter with clothes."
"Well, Ami isn't the only one to get them. She got quite a few things for Karin and the boys as well."
Sarel pursed her lips, "Well, the kids already left a while back, and will probably outgrow them if we wait too long to deliver them."
Mezu whipped out her cellphone, starting to dial a number. "We can always call and find out how their doing," She held the phone to her ear, but pulled away after half a minute with a frown. "How strange…Suigestsu isn't answering."
"Well…" Sarel go up, heading towards the door, "I'm worried Kito will chase after Karin, so I should head back."
Mezu nodded, following her friend out. "Alright. Goodbye Sarel. You know," Mezu crossed her arms with a smirk, "Putting sleeping pills into you a guy's drink…I thought you stopped doing that after we graduated from the academy?" For a moment, she flashed a teasing grin at Sarel, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over her.
Sarel chuckled, "It's not like I did something to him this time…"
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"Yeah Mom. Ami and I are getting close to becoming the winners of the tag team Contest Portion," A girl no more than twelve chirped into her cellphone, grinning widely.
The particular Coordinator has red eyes, matching hair color, and an unusual hairstyle: her hair is short, pointy, and unkempt on the right side, while it is long, pin-straight and combed on her left side. On her face sat a pair of brown glasses, along with a white t-shirt with a short black vest over it, a pair of blue jeans, and pair of red sneakers with neon green laces.
"That's great dear! My goodness, you'll be traveling the regions in no time!" Her mother replied.
Sarel had been frantic that her daughter had called the day after the tournament began, and practically pounced on the phone when it rang. She was genuinely surprised that Karin had already won the first round. Knowing her friends, they were participating as well.
"Well my friends were competing, so I didn't want to feel left out," Karin explained.
Of course it was her friends. Now it made sense. "I know you probably want to head over to the training area for a while but do you think you could stay put for a while?" laughed Sarel. "Besides, I only have this chance to sneak out."
Karin raised her eyebrows, "Sneak out? What do you mean?"
"Well…your father isn't in a very good mood right now…we mothers are trying our best to get around him. So stay safe. I'll talk to you later, bye!"
Karin was confused, but replied, "Alright, I will Mom. Bye." She hung up the phone, shrugging her mother's words off.
A trainer with white hair and purple eyes known as Suigestsu had just gotten off the phone with his parents as well, smiling brightly. Suigestsu sported a short sleeved and high collared purple shirt which he wore unbutton with a long sleeved white shirt underneath. His pants were black, and so were his sneakers. Around his neck hung a pair of headphones also black, but with thin strips of purple on the sides.
"Sounds like Ami's mother has a present for us. She said that your mother was going to send it to us," he nodded to Karin.
Curious, Karin asked, "What is it? What're we going to get?"
Raising his eyebrows, Suigestsu teased, "I can't tell you. It's gotta be a surprise."
"Oh no, you're not going to giving me any of this 'surprise' dribble. Tell me what sh-"
"Masahiko Jūgo, Yutaka Ami, Hōzuki Suigestsu, Hitoshi Karin, your Pokémon are fully healed! You may pick them up at the main counter at this time!" A voice chimed out from the intercom.
Suigestsu pointed at the loudspeaker, smiling slyly before getting up from his seat and walking out of the cafeteria. Karin narrowed her eyes and growled, chewing her food with a scowl.
Ami, a Coordinator with crop purple hair sipped her drink, "I wonder what we're going to get?" Jūgo, a quiet trainer with spikey orange hair, shrugged his shoulders.
"Suigestsu is so stupid. I hate it when he does that. Arceus," Karin growled, finishing her food. "I'm going to get my Pokémon," she announced before walking out of the room. Ami got up and followed her out, Jūgo in tow.
At the main hall, the trainers retrieved their Pokémon. As they were about to leave, a woman burst into the Pokémon Center, her pink flats clacking against the floor. Nurse Shizune immediately stood up, asking, "Professor Misa, what's wrong?"
Professor Misa was a petite woman with a very cutesy face, appearing to be in her early 20s. The bangs of her long flowing brown hair were pulled back by a flower pin, revealing a large scar on her forehead. A pair of glasses sat on her nose, clearly showing the worried eyes behind them.
She clutched at her long white lab coat, worn over a pink shirt, and cried, "My Ralts is gone! She's been acting strange since yesterday, constantly glowing and whining, but then she suddenly disappeared just now. I haven't seen this kind of activity for nearly thirteen years! Not since-!" she trailed off, fists closing even tighter. "I think Ralts went back there. She has to be there!"
Nurse Shizune knitted her eyebrows in genuine worry, "This isn't good. That site is still a dangerous zone. We cannot authorize the sending of persons there at the moment."
Karin, unable to contain her curiosity, asked, "Whoa, whoa, what's going on?"
The two women looked at her, surprised by her interruption. "Who are you?"
Karin placed her hands on her hips with a sly grin. "Just a passing Coordinator. My name's Hitoshi Karin. This is Masahiko Jūgo," she gestured to the boy with bright orange hair, who waved casually.
"I'm Yutaka Ami," The purple haired girl waved.
"My name is Hōzuki Suigestsu," The white haired boy sighed, knowing he should not be interfering.
Professor Misa's eyes opened in recognition, "Did you say Hitoshi?" Her eyes scanned over Karin, blinking in surprise, "Do you happen to be related to Hitoshi Kanako?"
It was Karin's turn to be surprised. "How do you know my older sister?" she asked.
"Your sister? Oh dear…" Misa scratched her cheek, pouting. "Perhaps I should explain from the beginning. My name is Professor Misa. Twelve years ago, I was helping my father with a project called Dreams for Energy. Though young, Kanako was the head of the whole operation, which is how I knew her." She paused to see Karin's stunned reactions before continuing, "With immense funding from The Council of Light, we began to research the Pokémon Ralts and properties of dream energy. However, the project did not end pleasantly, and seven years ago, our research lab was destroyed in a freak accident." She fell silent before softly saying, "The accident wounded everyone, and killed some of the scientists, including-"
"My sister," Karin breathed. Suigestsu twitched, shoving his hands into his pockets. Both of them had heard the sad news of Karin's sibling's passing seven years ago. They did not know the details about her death, but they did know about the place she was killed in.
Misa nodded solemnly, speaking almost in a whisper, "I'm so sorry…"
Seeing that Karin had nothing else to say, Misa finished, "No one has gone near that site since then. But I had taken one of the surviving psychic Pokémon home with me, and I noticed that she has been acting strangely since yesterday. I figured that she had teleported back to the site of the old lab. I need to go there, Nurse Shizune!" Misa looked at her with pleading eyes.
The nurse shook her head, reasoning, "Professor, there are many wild Pokémon in the area now, with enhanced strength from the residual dream energy from the explosion. We cannot allow civilians near there!"
"But…"
"We can go with her."
All heads snapped to the voice. Jūgo continued, "We have strong Pokémon with us. We all made it pass the first round of the tournament. If Professor Misa wants to go, we can go as her bodyguards. Besides," he looked at Karin, who nodded in reply, "We want to see this place."
Nurse Shizune was silent, biting her lip. She would certainly be in trouble if she authorized the group to go to the lab, but she could not help but feel pity for Karin. She was also a close friend of Misa's, and seeing her friend in distress upset the nurse.
Finally, she nodded slowly, but cautioned, "Be careful. I'll give you some extra medical supplies, but you need to watch out for yourselves." She dug around her desk area and handed Professor Misa a first aid kit for humans and Pokémon. "If you receive an injury, return immediately. The Pokémon in that area are vicious and pernicious." She gave the trainers one last glance before nodding. "Now hurry along before it gets dark."
"Thank you Nurse Shizune!" Misa bowed, before turning to the teens. "We'll take my car. It's the fastest way to the old site."
Karin grabbed Suigestsu's hand, biting her lip. Suigestsu glanced at her before squeezing her hand tightly. With a nod, Karin affirmed, "To the Apotos Dreamyard."
"Musharna is a Pokémon that can extract dreams from humans and Pokémon alike. Now, dreams actually contain a very powerful energy, a form of electromagnetic energy created from the brainwaves of a sleeping living being. When the body's functions slow down, more energy is sustained in the brain, therefore enhancing these waves. Munna and Musharna have the ability to harness these dreams, and extract them, and their power, from the brain," Misa explained to the trainers as she drove. They were in her spacious van, and were speeding towards the Apotos Dreamyard.
"This energy was nearly flawless. It was clean, and produced no emissions or radiation. The dreams just evaporated into the air once the energy was used up. In fact, we tried to find out where the dreams go, but they just disappear. It breaks the law of conservation of energy. Not only that, but it provides more energy than burning coal or fossil fuels, without the potential hazards of using nuclear energy. It was the perfect energy source. The only problem was that it was difficult to create this energy. A person is always dreaming in their sleep, but how many people would we need to extract dreams from to create enough energy to actually power a town or city? How will we find a way to replicate Munna and Musharna's abilities? That's what we tried to find out."
"Did the project fail because of these difficulties?" Suigestsu asked, interested.
Misa took a turn onto a forest road, heading up an incline. "Actually, not at all. We were making good progress. We had made good work in our first decade of research, although some of our Munna, and one of our Musharna, suddenly disappeared. Then, seven years ago, our funds suddenly dried up." Misa bit her lip, "The Council of Light just suddenly cut their support, and stopped funding our project. The Musharna that had gone missing returned shortly after, but for some reason, it went berserk, and began wreaking havoc. Its suppressed dream energy exploded, destroying our lab." She paused, remembering the horrid scene afterwards. She shook her head lightly to clear her memories, "Then, the Musharna was gone again…and the scientists were either seriously wounded…or dead."
Only the sound of the tires running over the dirt road could be heard as everyone fell silent. Karin was staring blankly up ahead while Suigestsu was gazed out of the window, watching the trees blur past. Jūgo and Ami watched Karin, expecting some kind of reaction. Misa opened her mouth to apologize, afraid she had said something wrong, but suddenly stopped and squinted her eyes. The car slowed down, and the trainers looked out of the windows to see what was going on. Two academy students in their uniforms and sporting the golden cross of the Council of Light were standing at the side of the road, looking rather tired.
"Hello Miss. May we ask where you are headed?" The first one asked.
With a frown, Misa replied, "We are actually on our way to the Apotos Dreamyard. Normally, civilians aren't allowed to go there, but we have been giving special permission. It's unusual to see travelers out here." Her eyes widened when she saw the emblem around their necks. "Are you from the Council of Light?"
The two of them nodded their heads as the first spoke, "As if you had said, we are members of the Council of Light. My name is Ukon, and this is my brother Sakon. It's a pleasure to meet you. Can you give us a ride to the Dreamyard then? We are headed there to report on the conditions of the area. We have heard reports of dangerous Pokémon living in the area, and as part of our clan, it is our duty to deal with them and ensure safety for both Pokémon and humans alike!" Both boys bowed in unison.
Reluctantly, Misa nodded and opened the door. With sighs of relief, both of the boys entered the van, sitting down in any available seats. They were surprised not to see Naruto and the gang, but did not have a problem with sitting next to them. After all, these people were sure to lead them to Musharna.
"Boy, aren't we glad you showed up," Sakon sighed. "We've been walking for hours!"
"Brother, mind your etiquette," Ukon sighed. His eyes wandered around the van, stopping on Karin for a moment before gazing forward again.
Karin suddenly tensed. An uncomfortable feeling settled on her, a feeling she could not explain. Perhaps it had something to do with the rumors she heard in Apotos earlier, but it was just a harmless gathering was it not? Nevertheless, she remained tense for the remainder of the car ride while her friends chatted with the newcomers.
If one were to imagine how wax looks like when it is melted, that was exactly what the old lab looked like. Numerous holes and charred marks were on the chipped and cracked walls. What remained of the second floor was weakly supported by shabby pillars. Bits of glass could be seen sticking out of the soil that now covered the floor. Weeds littered the surrounding area, and the place seemed to radiate an eerie calm about it. There were no Pokémon in sight, which seemed to put the humans at rest.
Professor Misa approached the ruins first, stepping cautiously through the rubble. She went through what appeared to be a gate. A twisted scrap of metal laid on the side, probably the once powerful gate. Seeing this destruction shocked everyone.
"This is the power of dream energy. It was a miracle that there were even survivors," Misa clenched her fists. "Father died protecting me from the blast…but I still ended up with many broken bones and this scar on my forehead." She turned to the trainers, her face hard. They could not help but stare at the scar in shocked silence. Sakon and Ukon also stared, but their expressions showed no emotion. Turning back around, Misa continued into the melted building.
Karin was silently looking around the ruins when she spotted something red on the walls. She noticed there were numerous such dark red splatters along the walls and ground. In shock, she realized what they were, and gasped. Suigestsu must have realized what they were too, for a soft growl sounded from his throat. Disgusted, Ami looked straight forward, trying her best not to look at the blood-stained walls of the lab with Jūgo following close behind.
The Council of Light grunts looked around at the damage, appearing not be disturbed at all. They were writing notes in notepads they had brought along, mumbling amongst themselves. They were scanning the ruins, as if looking for something.
The group arrived into the center of the ruins. Rubble, broken glass and dirt carpeted the floor. Misa gazed around the lab, calling out, "Ralts! Ralts, are you here?"
"Ralts...!"
Misa's head whipped in the direction of the high pitch squeal, and she yelled, "Ralts? Is that you?" Carefully, she ran about the lab, looking for her Pokémon. Sakon and Ukon suddenly seemed interested as another cry from the Ralts sounded. Misa turned around a crumbled wall and saw her Pokémon, walking about, as if confused.
"Oh Ralts, you are here!" Professor Misa reached for her Pokémon, who flinched away in fear. The trainers and the grunts had reached her in the meantime. Ami squealed when she saw Ralts.
"Oh my Arceus, you're so cute!" She made a move to run towards it, but Ukon's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. Sakon spoke up, "Miss, we have to ask you to step away from that Ralts. It could be a potential danger." Ukon nodded in agreement, still holding onto Ami.
"But…this is my own Pokémon!" Misa argued, staring in surprise.
Sakon shook his head, "No Miss. We need you to stand down. That Pokémon was found here. It could be a menace. It is best to just let us capture it and take it back. We want to make sure no more dangerous Pokémon are in this area." Her voice was becoming increasingly cold.
"This…this is absurd! This is my Pokémon!" Misa complained, standing in front of her Ralts. "You said you were only here to take data and handle dangerous Pokémon! I know my own Pokémon when I see her. I refuse to let you take her!"
Professor Misa was angry. This was one of the few remaining psychic Pokémon from the project, and she was determined to take care of it.
"Arceus, this woman is persistent," Ukon growled, tightening his grip on Ami's wrist. She winced, tugging to get away. Before anyone realized what was happening, Ukon had yanked Ami to him and grabbed her around the neck with his other arm.
"Ami!" Karin gasped, starting to lurch towards her. Suigestsu's eyes quickly scanned the ground, and he found a pipe, which he picked up in one swift motion, expertly gripping it like a sword. Jūgo started towards Ami as well, but Ukon smirked at all the opposition. The grunt pressed a knife against Ami's neck, causing a round of shocked gasps to fill the air. Everyone froze, watching Ukon hold Ami at knifepoint.
"Drop the weapon, boy," he snarled at Suigestsu. "And back off all of you."
Hesitantly, everyone did as they were told. Suigestsu's poker face broke, showing genuine anger and fear. Ami was breathing loudly, clutching Ukon's arm with her free hand.
Professor Misa sputtered, "L…let go of her this instant!"
"I don't think you quite understand your position, lady," Sakon smirked, pulling out a Pokéball. He threw it up, releasing a Purrloin. He mewed maliciously, staring at Professor Misa with bloodthirsty eyes. "We were sent here on orders to recapture Musharna. Our superior told us it could be found at the Dreamyard. We were also ordered to liberate any Pokémon we see, and collect data on the condition of this place.
"Now," he took a threatening step forward, "Move, or be moved."
Ralts watched on in worry, whimpering quietly.
Professor Misa flinched, but shook her head, declaring, "I will not let you touch my Ralts!" She held her arms out protectively, glaring at Sakon and his Purrloin.
Sakon grimaced, snapping his fingers. Purrloin lunged forward, claws raised. Misa gasped, feeling her legs turn numb. She could not move, only able to squeeze her eyes shut, waiting for the pain to come. However, she did not feel the searing cut of the Purrloin's claws digging into her flesh. Instead, she heard the Purrloin screech, and her eyes opened just in time to see the Ralts attacking the enemy with colorful leaves. The attack exploded on the Purrloin and sent it flying back.
Misa blinked in surprise at her Ralts' Magical Leaf. She had never used Ralts in a battle, and had never actually seen her battle either. The Purrloin leapt back, shaking his head. He hissed angrily, preparing to attack again. Before he could, though, Ralts held out her small hands, releasing another Magical Leaf assault. The attack hit the Purrloin, exploding once again. Purrloin was slower in standing back up this time.
Sakon scoffed, clenching his fists. "Purrloin! Assist!"
The Devious Pokémon growled, opening his mouth wide. Sharp fangs were revealed as the Purrloin took a bounding leap, snapping his jaws close on Ralts' head. In shock, the psychic Pokémon squealed, shooting off pink beams in random directions.
Karin jumped out of the way of a stray beam, exclaiming, "What's she doing?"
Suigestsu dodged an attack as well, replying, "That's Confused Ray! Ralts' going outta control!"
One of the Confused Ray beams straight towards Ukon and Ami. The Council of Light grunt tried to dodge the attack, and escaped it in just the nick of time. Unfortunately, his knife pressed against Ami's neck, cutting into her skin. Ami gave out a sharp cry, surprising the man. In all the chaos, his grip on Ami had loosened, and Jūgo took the opportunity to launch his attack. He rushed up to him, grabbed his knife hand and twisted it into a complex arm bar, sedating the vicious teen. Ami crumpled to her knees, clutching at her neck. Suigestsu and Karin were at her side in an instant.
"Ami!" Karin said, pulling her friend's hand from her neck. Luckily, it seemed like the knife had missed her artery, and the blood was not flowing too freely.
Professor Misa yelled, "Kids! Here!" She chucked the first aid kit she was holding at the teens.
The box crashed into the ground, spilling its contents. Without a second thought, Suigestsu grabbed a disinfecting cloth and some bandages. He got to work, cleaning the blood off of Ami's neck as quickly as he could before wrapping bandages around the wound. He ignored her whimpers of pain as he worked, knowing full well that he had no time to stop in this situation.
The blood had slowed, but it could be seen staining the cotton of the bandages. "Keep your hand on there, press down, and don't move," he instructed Ami, grabbing her hand and placing it back on her neck. His face was shaded by his bangs, hiding the anger in his eyes, but not in his voice. The dazed Coordinator nodded slightly, not quite sure what just happened. Her vision was blacking around the edges, and she felt her head swim from the shock.
Karin was still concerned with her friend, completely ignoring the situation around her. "Ami are you ok?" she exclaimed, watching her friend carefully.
Dazed and lightheaded, Ami slurred, "I…I think so…" She looked over at the Ralts with dizzy eyes. Even so, she could tell that the poor Pokémon was still trying to recover from the previous attack, but Purrloin was no longer attacking.
Sakon realized that the situation had just turned on him and Ukon, now that their hostage was freed. Ukon was face down in the dirt now, grunting in pain from the arm bar that Jūgo kept him in.
Jūgo regarded Ukon with cold eyes, "Look who's the hostage now." He cranked Ukon's wrist back, inducing a loud scream from him.
The grunt snarled, "Nice going, Sakon. That Bite worked wonders on that stupid Ralts."
"Moron. My Purrloin just got it from your Patrat. It's not his fault that you're in such a pathetic situation," Sakon snarled. He made some finger gestures, and within the next second, the Purrloin had dashed over to Jūgo, leapt up, and slashed his arms with his claws.
Jūgo grunted in pain, releasing his hold on Ukon. Despite the pain, Ukon scrambled away, getting back onto his feet. His hand flew to his Pokémon at the same time that Suigestsu, Jūgo, and Karin reached for theirs.
Sakon and Ukon knew when they were outnumbered. If this group was willing to come out to a site like this, they must have been confident in their Pokémon and numbers. They knew escape was not likely, and even at a disadvantage, fighting seemed like the best option.
Of course, no one ever said anything about playing fair.
"Patrat! Bite the purple haired girl!" Ukon ordered as his Pokémon materialized from a blue light. The Scout Pokémon made a beeline towards Ami jaws open slightly in preparation for attack.
Using Ukon's distraction, Sakon called, "Purrloin, get Ralts with your Scratch!"
With two adversaries going in opposite directions at the same time, the trainers were caught off guard for once. They were never in a situation where the trainers would try underhanded tricks.
"Eros, Fire Blast!" Karin yelled as her Flareon appeared. Eros puffed out his cheeks and aimed at the Patrat, releasing an enormous star-shaped flame.
However, the Patrat leapt into the air, effectively dodging the assault, and used Bite on Eros instead. Blood trickled from the wound, sending Eros into a pained frenzy.
Ukon chuckled, "Don't take my Patrat lightly. He's very speedy."
The fire kitsune angrily shook the Patrat off, shoving the Pokémon away. The two Pokémon glared at each other, readying for a fight.
Jūgo released Druddigon, ordering him to stop on Purrloin. Purrloin never reached Ralts, and as a result, he was dragged back by the Druddigon. Druddigon grabbed Purrloin by the tail with one of his claws while he slashed Purrloin with the other. With a hiss, the Purrloin slashed at Druddigon with his claws, causing him to wince in pain. Nonetheless, the effort gave Misa and her Ralts a chance to get to safety, near the trainers.
Ami, realizing she was an easy target, shakily got to her feet. Professor Misa helped the poor girl up while Ralts hovered around her, whimpering. Ami looked at the bruised and bleeding Ralts, smiling sadly, "Oh, Ralts, you're hurt…These were for my Pokémon, but let me get you something to heal you…"
She started to dig through her bag, trying to focus her vision, but Misa protested, "Ami, you have to rest! This isn't the time t-"
"Here it is," she grinned, pulling out a small purple bottle. After fumbling with the nozzle, she sprayed the contents on Ralts' wounds. "There, all better right?"
Ralts was confused. It sensed that the girl before her was injured and disoriented, and yet she was so willing to help her. Ami smiled at the Ralts, gently patting her. "I'll be your bodyguard this time, ok?" Ami was about to release her Pokémon, but realized that the battle was almost over.
Patrat did not stand a chance when Suigestsu took out his Dewott. Combined, Dewott and Eros duo took him down easily. Purrloin was starting to lose consciousness, fatigue setting in. Odds were not good for the Council of Light grunts, but Sakon wanted to continue fighting. If only he had brought his stun gun…
"Purrloin, us-"
"That's quite enough," a familiar voice said.
All eyes shot to the side, where a yellowed-eyed man stood in his regal robes. Everyone recognized him immediately, especially the two grunts.
"M…Master Orochimaru!" Ukon and Sakon cried out.
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, "Our job is to liberate Pokémon, not attack the trainers. I believe your work is done here today. Head back to headquarters immediately." His tone was even and calm, but his face betrayed furious emotions.
Recognizing the chastising expression, the grunts stammered, "Y…Yes Master! We are sorry!" before returning their Pokémon and dashing away.
"Wait! Get the back here!" Karin yelled out, but Suigestsu pulled her back.
He shook his head, "Let them go. At least everyone's safe now," He turned to Orochimaru with a smile. "Thank you sir, you really helped…"
His voice trailed off as Orochimaru started to disappear. Everyone watched in shock as Orochimaru dissolved into thin air.
"W…what's going on!" Ami exclaimed, clutching at her face. "Humans can't disappear like that!"
Suigestsu narrowed his eyes, coming to a realization, "I don't think that was the real Orochimaru. In fact, it might be an illusion. Such illusions aren't uncommon amongst Psychic Pokémon."
"Like Musharna!" Misa cried out, eyes widening. She pointed at a section of the lab, drawing the attention of the teens. A Musharna floated out from behind a wall, crooning softly.
Silence rocked the group. Misa bit her lip, remembering what the Pokémon had done all those years before. Everyone watched Musharna as she floated over to them.
Musharna glanced at the teens. Ralts had been the only reason that she had come out in the first place. Musharna had planned to stay in hiding until the grunts were gone, but saw that Ralts was in trouble, and could not just stand by. She had created the illusion of Orochimaru to scare Sakon and Ukon away. She figured she could trust the humans, since Ralts seemed to trust them. As Musharna floated over, however, her eyes widened.
With a cry of joy, she zoomed towards Karin, nuzzling against the surprised Coordinator. She could not believe her eyes. Karin was the person from her vision, the person who had taken care of her before the Council of Light took her away, and the person that she thought she had killed in the accident.
And here she was, alive. Musharna could not be happier. She cooed as it continued to nuzzle Karin affectionately, causing the Coordinator-in-training to become very uneasy.
Everyone jumped in surprise at the gesture. Misa was about to restrain the Pokémon, but saw that it was so harmless. In the back of her mind, she remembered the days when Musharna would nuzzle against her as happily as it was now…
"Well, it seems Musharna has taken a liking to you. I'm not quite sure why, but it's clearly very happy with you," Professor Misa stated with a frown. Ralts squealed in agreement, content with being held by Ami.
"So…what do I do?" Karin asked, trying her best not to flinch at the contact with the Musharna.
Professor Misa contemplated the option of having Karin take Musharna as her own Pokémon, but realized it was too risky. If she were to go into a frenzy again, the children would all be in danger.
"I think you should take Musharna with you," Ami said along with Ralts' jubilant squealing.
Suigestsu crossed his arms, asking, "But is this not the same Musharna involved in the accident many years ago?"
Karin froze up, wearily staring at the Musharna. This was her sister's killer…the Pokémon that had caused her death.
Slowly, Jūgo opened his mouth to speak, "I think you should take her with you as well. It seems to like you…I mean, maybe she didn't mean to destroy the lab. Maybe something happened to it during the time it was gone, and it was only crazy because of that."
Surprised by the depth of his words, Suigestsu mumbled, "I suppose that's one way to look at it…but still…"
"I agree," Ami walked over to Musharna, petting the dream eater with her hand. Musharna crooned happily, nuzzling her as well. "See, she so sweet. Nothing this cute could be evil." Ami declared with confidence.
Suigestsu sighed. "In the end, it's not our decision. Karin gets to pick. So what'll it be?" Everyone looked at the red haired Coordinator, waiting for her reply.
A multitude of emotions seemed to flare up within Karin as she contemplated her choices. "I…guess. I'll just train her, and make sure that kind of accident never happens again," she said, as if she chose her words carefully. She took out an empty Pokéball and turned to Professor Misa. "Is that alright?"
Misa twisted her lip, responding slowly, "If Musharna is alright with it, I suppose I am too."
Turning to Musharna, Karin held the Pokéball out, asking, "Do you want to come with me?"
Without hesitation, the Musharna pressed her nose against the button on the capsule, and allowed herself to be sucked in, surprising all the onlookers. The Pokéball did not even shake, simply pinging to announce a successful capture.
Another quiet moment passed before Karin clipped the Pokéball back into her belt with a shrug. Professor Misa frowned, still unsure about the outcome of the events. But at least she had found her Ralts. However, as she reached for Ralts, the little psychic Pokémon started to whine, squeezing herself tighter against Ami.
"What's wrong Ralts?" asked Ami, concerned. "Professor Misa came all the way back here just to find you!"
Ralts looked from Ami to Misa before floating over to the Professor. She started to talk in her language, in words that Professor Misa seemed to understand. However, Misa's face became more upset as Ralts spoke. With a sad nod, she said, "Ralts said she wanted to go with you."
"Wait, why?" Ami gaped. "Isn't she your Pokémon?"
"She wants to be with Musharna, and wants to be able to fight. I had no idea Ralts enjoyed battling…" Sighing, she watched Ralts float back to Ami.
"You can understand what Ralts says?" she asked incredulously.
With a nod, Misa replied, "I've work with these Pokémon for many years. You pick things up over time. But…" she gave a melancholy smile, "I'll miss having Ralts around. Please take care of her."
Ralts tried to nuzzle into Ami's arms again, but the Coordinator was reluctant. "But…"
"Please dear, Ralts has chosen you. I don't want to be the one to say no to her. Please just take care of her, and treat her well." She turned to Karin, "And take care of Musharna well too. I had forgotten how sweet she could be…maybe she still is."
Professor Misa looked around the ruined lab again before casting her eyes skyward. She watched the clouds float by, feeling the gentle blowing of the wind, blowing the memories away from the ruined lab. She turned back to the teens, smiling peacefully. "Shall we head back?"
The four friends nodded and started to leave the lab. Ami hugged Ralts to her, following after her friends. Suigestsu and Jūgo offered their support to her, showing concern for their injured friend.
Once they passed the outer wall, Karin turned back to the lab, staring. Suddenly, she bowed, closing her eyes. Misa, Ami, Jūgo, and Suigestsu watched her quietly, allowing her a moment to let the silent prayer in her hearts resonate. After a while, she stood back up and turned her back on the Dreamyard and the foul memories it held.
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The waves of the bay rolled gently, sunset rays breaking free of the evening fog to dust the watery surface, creating a rippling sea of fiery gems. The wind wisped about, its chilliness overpowered by the warmth of the rising sun. Low-hanging clouds shrouded White Academy in a mystical veil, but the twinkling lights of the magnificent battle stadium still shone through. However, the overwhelming presence of just the stadium stole the attention of all eyes, and those of the quartet of trainers were no exception.
Responding to an impatient tug on his sleeve, Naruto finally found the ability to move his feet again. Kiba's whining voice broke through his possessed thoughts.
"Come on Naruto! Wouldn't you rather be in the stadium? Quit gawking and let's go!" Another impatient tug nearly caused the blonde to trip, but he hurried behind his ecstatic friend after a short stumble.
"Dear Arceus, can you please slow down Kiba?" Sakura yelled when the overexcited preteen ran ahead again.
"You guys are so slow! Come on, how can you all limp along like a trio of Slakoths when you have opponents just waiting to battle," Kiba spread his arms out, Akamaru and Ukki-Chan followed him without hesitation. "And all of this to admire!"
"Kiba, you're something else..." Sakura sighed.
Kiba pouted, "If you're going to complain, then I don't hear it! Come on, let's just go faster!" he pleaded with a whine.
"You can hardly admire things going at the pace you are. We're all tired from yesterday Kiba. Give us break, please?"
Indignantly, Kiba grumbled, "Fine, fine, whatever…" before turning around to resume walking at a slower pace. Behind him, Sakura sighed, both in exasperation and relief, and followed after the boy with Blaze in tow.
Naruto hung back with Tenshi, who was walking unusually slow. She seemed more alert than usual, taking cautious steps even though the wide pedestrian path was nearly flawless and smooth. He did not speak, allowing this silence for the both of them.
Luckily, the stadium was only a few minutes from the dorms on foot, and the trainers were able to leave right on time. After five minutes, the quartet stepped into the building, entering another gatehouse. With a jump, Kiba entered the gateway to the stadium, a small office next to the entrance. All trainers had to pass through the office in order to enter the stadium. Naruto and Sakura had warned Kiba ahead of time, knowing all too well that the boy would just charge through the gatehouse without getting his ID scanned. So the two of them had anticipated his reaction when he saw the line at the booth.
"Aw man, there's a long line!" he complained loudly, drawing the attention of several trainers and visitors.
Crossing her arms, Blaze quietly chided, "It will move fast enough. Be patient." She was running low on patience herself.
However, as soon as Tsunade appeared onto the enormous screen, the trainers had momentarily forgotten all about the incident that accrued in Apotos. The blond haired woman stood before the trainers and visitors with her Grumpig, grinning.
"Greetings trainers, and congrats to those who made it to the second half of the tournament. However," Tsunade's expression changed. "This doesn't necessarily mean that things will get easier for you and your partners. In fact, some say that the second portion is the most challenging."
There were several people whispering to each other, and some even flinched at her words. Nevertheless, Tsunade continued.
"Why you ask? Because the challengers that participate are from all over the globe," Tsunade answered. "By using state of the art technology, the battle stage has been modified to warp trainers to different locations around the world. The locations are random, but is under constant surveillance of our technical staff, and of course, we have the big screen on the stadium to watch the battles or contest battles. These challengers are not to be taken lightly, so be on your guard at all times."
After the announcement, the trainers and coordinators slip up, and went their separate ways. But not before saying good bye, and wishing each other the best of luck. Blaze and Sakura were nearly at the contest hall when a familiar face appeared.
"Sakura!" The voice called out.
Turning, Sakura and Blaze noticed a teenaged boy with emerald eyes and slick black hair flagging them down. Sakura's face instantly broke into a smile.
"Brother!" she said flinging herself into his arms. And then she looked up at him asking, "Wait a minute-why are you here? Shouldn't you be at the gym?"
Rector laughed. "I took little break from battling and decided to come and watch your next battle, sissy."
Blaze suddenly smirked at Sakura. "Sissy...?" she asked, and Sakura jst stuck her tounge out at her.
"Have you caught any more Pokémon?" Rector asked, as the three of them walked towards the contest hall.
Sakura nodded happliy, and then tossed four of her Pokéballs into the air. Pointing to them individually, she introduced her partners. "You already know Skitty, but allow me to introduce Munna, Teddiursa, and Herdier."
Rector kneeled down to level and smiled at them. "Nice to meet you all,"
"And this," She held out Apollo's ball. "Is my Dragonair, Apollo."
Rector nodded and stood back up. "Interesting, but why didn't you let him out?" he asked.
"He's a bit on the wild side," Blaze said answering for Sakura.
"Woof, woof!" ("Wild side? It's more like out of control!") Herdier replied.
Sakura was about to defend Apollo, when someone else spoke.
"Your Pokémon…just now…he was saying…" The voice stopped, not continuing, as if confused as to whether or not he should finish speaking or not.
Sakura whipped around, finding herself staring at Uchiha Sasuke. His face was blank, showing no anger, happiness, confusion, or any sort of emotion. The sudden appearance of this man surprised the teenagers. Her furrowed his eyebrows, inquiring, "What do you mean, my Pokémon was talking? That doesn't make any sense. Pokémon cannot speak English."
Sasuke just looked at her. "Yes, he was talking. How sad," he glanced around at the other three. "It seems you nor your friends can hear them Pokémon, for that matter."
And then Sasuke asked, "You wanted to become a Coordinator, right?"
Sakura nodded. "Right," she answered. "And maybe someday, I'll take over things at the Gym." She looked at her brother smiling.
Rector smiled back. "We'll see about that,"
"So you're willing to confine a myriad of Pokémon for that, are you not?" Sasuke suddenly cut in, face still emotionless, but his eyes turned to ice. "I'm a trainer as well, but unlike you, I do not wish to force them into battle." He gestured to his blue-sneakered foot, where a purple cat-like Pokémon, with beige patches amongst his royal purple fur, sat licking his paw. "This is my Purrloin. He is a friend of mine. I do not keep friends imprisoned in tight spaces." He managed to say this all without breaking his stoic mask, yet retaining an intense charisma. "Are Pokémon really happy being our fighting tools? Our weapons?"
He took a step closer to Sakura. Up close, she noticed that he was actually very handsome. His black eyes, though cold, were mesmerizing. However, what Sakura failed to see was that there was something different about Sasuke-his personality.
To her brother's shock, Sasuke leaned in closer to Sakura, staring intently into her eyes, as if trying to find the answer to a puzzle that was troubling him. Sakura felt her face grow hot, and held Teddiursa to her chest. Sasuke's gaze fell on the squirming Pokémon, and his hand raised up, going towards the Pokémon.
Suddenly, his hand jerked to a stop. For the first time since he started talking, Sasuke had a confused and surprised expression on his face, blinking once at the hand that was now tightly grabbing his wrist. Rector had stepped forward, intercepting Sasuke's wrist before he got to Sakura and Teddiursa. Eyes flashing dangerously, he quietly asked, "What, may I ask, are you doing?"
Sakura took a deep breath, trying to understand what just happened. From what it looked like, Sasuke was reaching for her chest…
"Pervert…" she mumbled, face going red.
As if not comprehending the word she spoke, he blinked before saying softly, "I want to hear your Pokémon's voice again."
Rector only squeezed Sasuke's wrist harder, pissed off at the man he was restraining. Sasuke winced when the pressure got too strong, and he let out a slightly childish whine. "Oww…"
Suddenly, Rector gasped, collapsing to the ground. Sasuke's Purrloin, noticing his distress, had slashed at Rector's leg, cutting into skin. He licked the blood off his claws before glaring daggers at the boy, who was clutching onto his wound, hissing.
"Brother!" Sakura gasped, reaching for him, but a hand blocked her way. Infuriated, she turned to Sasuke, seeing his face returned to normal. "What is wrong with you? You just barge into conversation, start spouting some dribble about being able to talk to Pokémon, and now your Pokémon just attacked my brother! Just what do you want?" she demanded.
Sasuke blinked, emotion coming back to his face. He furrowed his eyebrows, a small frown appearing on his face. "I just wanted to hear your Pokémon's voice again…"
"You want to hear his voice? Ok, fine, you pervert!" Sakura snapped, setting Teddiursa on the ground. "We'll battle!" She glared at the young Uchiha, fire burning within her. Behind her, Blaze had fell to the ground, trying to see if she could do something about Rector's bleeding, but small wound.
Sasuke walked a distance away, and his Purrloin followed. He turned back around and nodded to Sakura, but only kept his eyes on the Teddiursa. Teddiursa puffed out his chest, ready for his first command.
Sakura called out, "Teddiursa, Sweet Scent!" Teddiursa obliged, puffing out his cheeks before letting a cloud of pink smoke explode from his mouth, streaming towards the Devious Pokémon standing proudly in front of him. The Purrloin did not so much as make a move, waiting patiently for Sasuke's orders.
"Purrloin, dodge and use Fake Out," Sasuke said calmly. Purrloin gracefully leapt up to dodge the incoming Sweet Scent, smirking at the surprised Teddiursa. He landed nimbly on his violet paws, immediately dashing forward.
Neither Sakura nor her Pokémon were able to anticipate the speed or movements of the Purrloin, and the coordinator watched as her Teddiursa was thrown back from the invisible soundwaves, vicariously feeling his pain. Gritting her teeth, Sakura called out, "Try, Aerial Ace!"
Teddiursa winced at the throbbing pain on his back, but growled angrily as he charged forward for an attack. Sasuke clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Purrloin, Shadow Claw."
Before he could slash his claws again, Teddiursa had managed to slam his claws into the cat-like Pokémon, causing him to screech in shock. He flew back as Teddiursa took a moment to catch his breath. Sakura immediately commanded, "Quickly, use Sweet Scent again!"
The cloud of smoke shot from Teddiursa's mouth again, but Purrloin, thoroughly cheesed off, leapt to the side to dodge the attack again, sprinting straight at Teddiursa. Purrloin stopped a breath away from the Teddiursa and sank his piercing claws into his body. Teddiursa let out a distressed cry, followed by another yelp as Purrloin's attack cut his other cheek. The scratch cut much deeper this time, blood flowing in small spurts. The Purrloin pulled out his other claw, freeing several tiny streams of blood.
Sakura watched on in horror. She did not have the slightest clue that Pokémon battles could get this violent.
"S…Stop!" she cried out, running towards her almost fainted Teddiursa. Purrloin, once again, licked his bloody claws before strutting back to Sasuke's side, smirking in satisfaction.
Sasuke did not give it any words of praise, simply watching the girl trainer pick up her injured Teddiursa. He began to walk over, but Sakura's head snapped up at the sound of his footsteps, her eyes shaking in fury.
"Don't you dare take another step, you monster!" she snarled, stumbling up, cradling Teddiursa in her arms. Sasuke had a confused frown on his face, much like a child who does not understand why they were being chastised.
"You talk a bunch nonsense about us treating our Pokemon poorly, so tell me just what the heck you were thinking in trying to kill my Pokémon!" she snapped, still backing away.
"I did not try to kill your Pokémon. I was simply offering attack suggestions to Purrloin. I let it be up to him as to he chooses to fight. I'm sorry for what happened to your Pokémon, but now you see," he pointed at Teddiursa, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Now you see the true nature of Pokémon battles. It will only become more painful for the Pokémon as they become stronger, when the attacks will actually become deadly. Can you handle this reality? This sick reality that humans put Pokémon through, and all for what? A sport? Some game? A twisted career?"
His eyes were betraying every bit of pain he felt towards the Pokémon. Although still infuriated with the green-haired man before her, Sakura felt herself shaking slightly, not from anger, but from fear of his words. Fear that his words were true.
In Sakura's arms, Teddiursa whined, "Ursa…Teddiursa!"
Sasuke's eyes lit up in surprise, a child-like awe spreading across his face for a split second, but disappearing as fast as it had appeared. He closed his eyes, sighing as he pulled out a small pink Potion from his pocket.
Sasuke took another step forward, tossing the bottle towards Rector. The angered teen caught it expertly, his surprise not replacing the scowl on his face. "Heal your Teddiursa. I'll be taking my leave now," Sasuke remarked as he turned around, walking away from the three of them.
"Wait!" Rector called out. Ignoring the throbbing pain emitting from his wound, he got to his feet, gritting his teeth. "You hurt my sister's Pokémon, and now you just have the nerve to walk away?"
Sasuke stopped mid step, not turning around as he spoke. "I gave you a Potion. It should be sufficient enough to heal that Teddiursa's wounds. Also…" he turned his head to the side, glancing at Sakura from the corner of his eye.
"That Teddiursa…the things he said…truly puzzles me. I never expected to hear a Pokémon say such things." He turned his head back forward, slowly shaking his head. "I have to change this world for Pokémon…because they're my friends." He began walking away again, the Purrloin following at his ankle. "And I suggest you let me do just that,"
He finished, leaving the three stunned trainers in consternation.
A/N: And that's another chapter. Thanks for reading, and putting up with my slow updates. I was going to get back to the tournament a bit sooner, but after playing my Black version, I decided to write a Dreamyard scene. But yes, I will be getting back to the battles in the next chapter. And about Sasuke Purrlion using Shadow Calw, the ghostly shadow may not effect normal type, but he still swiping is claws at the oposing Pokemon.
As always, please voice your opinions in a review, because they'll make an awesome birthday gift for me. ^^