And now for the next chapter. I've been able to write a lot seeing as I've been sick the past few days. But I hope I get better because I'm tired of coughing fits. The most detailed part in this short chapter is the battle between (not saying who) and Bella. Anyway, here's the next chapter…
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Pokemon franchise.
CLAIMER: However, I do own my characters.
Please enjoy, no flames, but I will accept constructive criticism.
Chapter 13: Defeated
"A poet, before anything else, is
A person who is passionately in love with words."
-W.H. Auden
I made my way through the city until I found the Game Corner. It was a tall building, and was obviously a casino. I entered through the glass double doors; slot machines and people filled the room. I crossed the room, searching for anything suspicious. It was not long before I noticed a man dressed in a black Rocket uniform. I walked up to him. He noticed me immediately, "Halt! Who're you?"
"Feebee, the Amazing Bitch of Doom." I replied as I walked up to him and kicked him in the stomach. The man doubled over and tried to scream in pain, but his voice would not flow from his throat. I then grabbed a vital on his neck and held it until he passed out. I checked, and luckily, he was still alive. I began searching the wall for something out of the normal. I found a switch behind a poster, and quickly pressed it. A set of stairs appeared, and I quickly entered the Rocket hideout…
It was like a deep maze of a basement. I was sneaking around in the shadows with Larvitar in my backpack, searching for the head honcho. I made sure to avoid as many Rockets as humanly possible. But I was forced to battle some in the end. Charmeleon made quick work of them without setting off any alarm. I eventually came across a room with floors that sent me sliding back and forth. I began working the puzzle to the best of my ability until I made it to an elevator, which did not work. I ran up a set of stairs that I found and ended up fighting even more Rockets. I ran back down the stairs and fought my way through the slippery maze again. I ended up scaling different staircases, fighting different Rockets, until I came across a familiar pair.
Actually, they found me first. I realized they were there when this speech began:
"Prepare for trouble, you got that right!" he said dramatically.
"And make it double!" the woman said in the same tone.
"'Cause we're here for a fight!" the man added.
"To infect the world with devastation." The woman said.
"To blight all peoples within every nation!" the man added.
The woman spun around and changed her pose, "To denounce the goodness of truth and love!"
"To extend our wrath to the stars above!" As did her male partner.
The girl smirked at me, "Cassidy."
"And Butch, of course." Her male companion said quickly.
They changed their poses into something even more strange, "We're Team Rocket, circling earth all day and night!" The woman, Cassidy, continued.
"Surrender to us now or you'll surely lose the fight, fight, fight!" Butch finished. They both ended their overly dramatic introduction in a ridiculous pose. My eyebrow twitched in annoyance. I know that scratchy voice.
I turned to them. Sure enough, the green-haired chain smoker and Cassidy were standing behind me, "Bill and Cassidy." I grumbled.
The green-haired man glared at me, "ITS BUTCH! NOT BILL!"
"I could care less what your name is!" I spat, "Now get out of my way!"
"No way, kiddy," Cassidy grinned as she called on her Raticate. Butch called out his Primeape. I sighed and called out both Charmeleon and Pikachu. "Hyper Fang!"
"Seismic Toss!" Butch ordered.
"Thunder Shock! Flamethrower!" I called. My pokemon far more powerful then their own. The attack left their pokemon lying on the floor, unconscious. When did Team Rocket become so weak? I wondered. "Pikachu, shock 'em. But do kill them." The electric rodent nodded and released a powerful lightning bolt. Butch and Cassidy cried out in pain as they were electrocuted, but knocked unconscious as a result. It hurt to attack humans, but Team Rocket deserved it. Especially after what they did to Larvitar's mother.
I recalled my pokemon and then took off deeper into the HQ. I ran up another set of stairs and, once again, was faced with a Team Rocket member. I battled him, and knocked him unconscious like the others. Only this time he dropped a cardkey. I grabbed the key and read the words. This is used for the elevator. I can reach the main office with this. I quickly ran off to a nearby elevator. I used the card to take me to the fourth floor of the basement. Once I was there, I defeated the grunts that were guarding the main office and ran inside. The office was decorated lavishly, and whoever owned it had good taste. My eyes scanned the room until I saw the object of my fury.
A man in his mid-forties was sitting behind the well-crafted wooden desk. His short, dark brown tresses were slicked back. He had hard, sharp, uncaring black eyes. He wore a bright orange suit with a green vest and white dress-shirt underneath. Brown dress shoes covered his feet. He smiled cruelly at me, "Good evening, Isabella Delia Vanielle."
I blinked, taking a second to register his words, "W-what did you just say?"
"Do you not even recognize your own name?" the man asked.
My eyes narrowed dangerously, "How do you know me?"
"Come, sit down," he held out his hand, "And I will explain everything."
I shook my head stubbornly, "I'm not here to talk things over! I'm here to get you guys out of Celadon City!"
"Of course you are," the man said as he rose to his feet. He smiled, "Your eyes carry a brilliant, rebellious fire. As did your mother's every time she saw me. She was also a beauty…you seem to have inherited the looks of your father, with a mixture of your mother's elegance and angelic looks."
I was not sure whether to be appalled, confused, to blush. Instead, I settled for the first two. This guy knows my parents! But how? My family has never been involved with Team Rocket…have they? I shook my head and called out Charmeleon. He grinned and pointed his finger at my fire-type. To my surprise, a crème-yellow colored, large feline leapt onto the playing field. A red gem was embedded in its forehead; its round ears were lined with black. It had sharp, dark gold irises and sharp fangs. Persian, the normal-type. It is the evolved form of Meowth. They are wanted for their elegant air. But they are hard to care for. They have been known to Scratch their owners for no apparent reason. They usually live in towns and cities, and can occasionally be found in vibrant forests.
The Persian held its tail up, a sign that it was an experienced fighter. The man smirked, "Before we battle, I shall reveal my name to you. I am Giovanni, the Leader of Team Rocket. Now…Persian…Pay Day!" A silver light shot from the cat's forehead. The attack bounced off of Charmeleon's claws as he protected himself.
"Dragon Rage!" I cried. The fire-type lunged at Persian, prepared to unleash a powerful attack.
"Evade!" Giovanni said. Both he and his normal-type dodged Charmeleon as he slammed into the man's desk, ruining it. "Slash!" Persian hissed and lunged at Charmeleon, landing on him and releasing a powerful swipe of its claws. Blood flew from Charmeleon's face.
"Metal Claw!" I called. His claws shimmered silver a he brought them up at the cat. It moved just in time to avoid the attack.
"Fury Swipes." Persian unleashed a devastating onslaught of attacks on Charmeleon, successfully knocking him unconscious. My jaw dropped; that was the fist time that that had ever happened, other than my tiebreaker with Gary.
I shook myself back to earth and recalled my starter. You deserve a good rest. I thought as I called on Growlithe. Giovanni dismissed his Persian, who leapt to the side, and called out another pokemon. It was a large, light orange crab. Kingler, a water-type. It is the evolved form of Krabby. They can be found on beaches. Crap, a water-type. "Growlithe, use Take Down!"
"Hydro Pump." My face contorted in horror as Growlithe was thrown against the wall, knocked unconscious immediately. I quickly recalled my injured pup and summoned Pikachu, praying that he would be able to beat the water-type. My hopes were crushed when Giovanni recalled his Kingler and summoned another pokemon. It looked like a light brown dinosaur whose body was made of rocks, other than its arms, legs, and head. It had sharp, fangs claws, and sharp crimson eyes. Golem, a rock/ground type. It is the fully evolved form of Geodude. They are hard to find in the wild, but they can be located in mountainous regions.
I stammered as I spoke, "T-Thunder Shock." Pikachu's attacks did not have any effect, as expected.
"Body Slam." Giovanni ordered coolly. Golem left my Pikachu lying on the floor, unconscious and breathless. I recalled him and then summoned Eevee. I won't lose! He did the same and summoned a new pokemon. It looked like an overly muscular man with gray skin, four arms, a strange, pokemon-face, and a black Speedo. Machamp, the fighting-type. It is the fully evolved form of Machop.
"Last Resort!" I cried. The attacked was interrupted, however.
"Mega Punch." Machamp knocked Eevee out, and battle was over before it began. I recalled my pokemon, and called on Nidorina. Machamp defeated her easily. For the first time in my quest, I had been beaten by another trainer. I did not have enough time to digest the information, seeing as Machamp punched me in the gut, thus knocking the wind out of me. I doubled over and fell to the floor; black blotches hindered my vision. "Now, we can continue where we left off." Was all I heard before losing consciousness…
Gary's POV:
I sighed as I dropped to the chair; all of my pokemon were with Nurse Joy. I kicked my feet onto the table and prepared for a few hours of relaxation. I had been training near Celadon for days, honing my pokemon's skills. I would move onto Saffron soon. My plans, however, came to a halt when a familiar cry filled the Center. I opened my eyes, to my surprise, found little Larvitar near the doors. It was sobbing uncontrollably. I stood up and approached the ground-type. "Larvitar!" I called. The green-pokemon looked up at me, and began sobbing again. It ran up to me and leapt into my arms, crying into my blue shirt. "What's wrong?" I asked. Better question is: where's Bella? Did Larvitar wander off or someth'in?
The doors opened again, and that boy Gabrielle sprinted into the Center with Red at his heels. Red looked at me, gasping for air, "Gary!"
"What?" I asked, not wanting to deal with one of my rivals.
"B-Bella's in trouble!" he cried.
My heart nearly skipped a beat, "What? What happened?" I stood up with Larvitar in my arms.
"She's been captured by Team Rocket." Gabrielle replied.
My eyes grew wide, "What!? Where's their stupid hideout!?"
"Game corner." Red replied automatically; Gabrielle smacked him on the back of the head. I shoved past the two and sprinted towards the casino. I ran through the double doors and found everywhere standing near a corner. I shoved past the group to see what the ruckus was about.
"What's going on?" I asked angrily.
"Team Rocket fled the city!" a woman cried happily.
My eyebrow twitched, "So the base is empty?" She nodded, "Where'd they go!?"
"Probably to their main HQ in Saffron, Silph Co." a man replied.
Team Rocket fled Celadon City. And they managed to kidnap Bella in the process. They were in Saffron, the city I was planning to visit next. For some reason, I decided that that city was far more important than it was a few minutes ago. I turned and stormed out of the casino. I returned to the Pokemon Center and retrieved my pokemon. I left the city with a protesting Gabrielle and Red at my heels…
Now the story is from Gary's POV for a few chapters. Note: Bella and Gary are the only ones that Larvitar will allow to hold them without Hardening. Please review and the next chapter will be up soon…