Hi there reader LeafeonLover is back with another chapter of BYY

I know what your thinking...

OMG she's updating twice in one month *sparkly eyes face*

or maybe not but that's what I imagine anyway ^-^

So this chapter we're continueing with facing team Plasma

This chapter is shorter than the last one

and they'll be around this length for a little while still

Until we get to the chapters I've written recently and that are longer which I'm sure you'll enjoy

Anyway I make Bianca kinda look like a wimp in this chapter ^-^

but the impression I got of her from the game is that's she's not much use in a dangerous situation

a damsel in distress even maybe...

anyway without further ado

ENJOY!

Team Plasma's Weakness

"If you won't leave that poor Munna alone I'll have to make you!" I yell at them.

I took an outwardly aggressive stance and pointed at the grunts. I glared them down. There was a pregnant pause as both grunts looked right on back with not a trace of fear. They looked at each other for a short moment then the silence ended as they burst out laughing uncontrollable.

What are they laughing at this isn't a joke!

I can feel a vain in my forehead popping from anger, the imaginary steam blowing from my ears. One grunt that I now realise is female wipes a tear away.

"Ah kid you got spunk, ever considered joining team Plasma?" she asked.

I couldn't tell if she was being serious or not.

"No! I haven't considered joining your evil organisation! And I never will!" I fume my hands bawling into fists by my side.

The lady grunt shrugs "Whatever. Your choice, but we're still gonna get what we came here for."

She turned back to her male comrade who is holding Munna captive. "Come on come on, cough up the dream mist." The male grunt orders.

He squeezes Munna tight in his arms like the dream mist is just gonna pop out of her. "Stop that hurts!" Munna squeals desperately gasping for air that was pushed out of her lungs.

"Who are you people anyway?" Bianca squeaks shaking slightly where she stands.

Dangerous situations aren't Bianca's deal. "Why can't you leave Munna alone?" I glance at my friend.

She never was the type to start a confrontation, or be involved in one. Even when we were little. The female grunt shoots a glare at us making Bianca flinch. The male grunt stops squeezing Munna like a stress toy for a moment.

"You mean you don't know us? Even after that speech Ghetsis gave in Accumula town?!" the grunt yells at Bianca.

Bianca taps her bottom lip with her index finger while thinking before sweat dropping.

"I don't think I heard any speech or did I hmm I can never remember these kind of small details." But she can do that.

"We're Team Plasma you ditsy blonde chick, we're not a 'small detail'!" The male grunt growls shaking a fist while holding Munna under his armpit.

"We battle day and night to liberate Pokémon from foolish humans like you!" female grunt explains proudly.

Pfft yeah right!

She says it like it's the most righteous thing in the world. The situation still hasn't changed though. Well we're getting nowhere fast and I've had enough of it. While the two grunts are somewhat distracted I jump forward latching onto Munna's front half.

"Hey let go! That's mine!" Male grunt shouts.

We then have a short tug a war over Munna.

"Pokémon are not objects!" I retort snappishly.

"What are you doing?!" female grunt ends the tug of war by pushing me away.

I grit my teeth and glare at the female grunt that now stands between me and the tortured Pokémon.

The male grunt glances at me a cruel smirk playing on his face. He tosses Munna to the ground roughly and puts one foot on top of her to stop her from getting away. He's deliberately making a show of it.

"Aren't the Pokémon Munna and Musharna supposed to emit a mysterious vapour called dream mist, which shows people's dreams?" he grumbles crossing his arms.

"We need that mist to make trainers release their pokemon, so you better find a way to make it happen!" female grunt barks at him over her shoulder.

"Alright don't get upset, it can't be that hard to manipulate people's hearts, can it?" male grunt yawns.

"It's not really, but unless we have that dream mist it'll never happen!" female grunt huffs.

"Cough it up!" Male grunt pushes down hard on Munna squishing her on the ground.

"S-stop torturing Munna your t-trainers too right?!" Bianca stutters from behind me.

"That may be so but we're fighting for a different reason, for Pokémon's freedom." female grunt turns her nose up superiorly.

"I've heard enough you hypocritical weirdos!" I spit like Team Plasma is something bitter tasting in my mouth.

Both grunts look at me slightly amused. "How dare you treat Pokémon in such a way! I-I will never forgive you!" I rage swinging a hand out in front of me.

"Hikari-!" I call trembling with rage that radiates off me in waves.

Bet those Plasma grunts didn't even see her.

"-Let's do this!" Hikari jumps out of nowhere hissing and spitting ferociously. My blazing aura has is mirrored in her body language.

"Fine if that's the way you want it. We'll just have to take your Pokémon by force too!" male grunt takes his foot off Munna.

He grabs Bianca somehow and pushes her into a crumbling wall forcefully. He throws the badly beaten Munna in with her. The female grunt stands guard over the two trembling beings.

"H-h-hey wait don't hurt Kage!" Bianca cries desperately still shaking uncontrollably.

The male grunt produces a pokeball from beneath his knightly robe. Bouncing it on the ground the burst of light light reveals a Patrat, level ten by the looks of it. I do a double take.

Level ten really… you'd think they'd have something higher levelled in their arsenal.

I grin this should be a piece of cake. "Hikari use bite!" I yell pointing at the enemy Patrat.

It squeaks so afraid it can't even talk. Hikari latches onto Patrat's leg sharp teeth, sparkling with dark energy, sinking into the Pokémon flesh. Her teeth sink so deep I'm surprised I don't see blood. Hikari lets go after a moment.

"Yuck this Pokémon tastes horrible." she spits a tuff of fur out of her mouth.

Patrat holds its leg tightly its eyes watering from the pain. "Use scratch!" male grunt commands.

Patrat doesn't move to attack it's too afraid to do anything. I feel sorry for the creature. I can see the unhappiness in its eyes. It doesn't look like it wants to fight. I hear a growl rumble in the male grunts throat.

"Useless creature!" male grunt shouts angrily bringing his arm back to bring down on the poor thing.

I see Patrat's eyes flash with alarm, with fear. It squeezes its eyes tight shut. Like closing it'd eyes will make it all go away… I didn't even realise I was moving but just before his fist makes contact, I catch it gripping it tightly. My own arms trembles holding the grunts fist back.

I am a fifteen year old girl so I'm not very strong.

How did I even do that in the first place?

Now is no time to being wondering these things though. The grunt eyes widen in shock no doubt thinking the same thing.

"Those who are abuse their friends tend to end up with no friends and lots of enemies." I tell him, my eyes flashing with warning.

While the grunt is still shocked I take the chance to push him back making him stumble on his feet.

"How can such a little girl be so strong?" he questioned.

I smirk "I'm not really, your just weak." I state emotionlessly and my Pokémon make me strong.

I look to the side a slight frown on my face as Hikari slams into the man's gut sending him flying.

"Stop right there or your little friend gets it!" I turn my head sharply seeing the female grunt with Bianca.

Holding Bianca's arms behind her back at the wrist with one hand, the other hand around her neck.

My eyes widen how could people who say they care about Pokémon sink so low?

There's an easy answer to that question. And that answer is they don't really care about Pokémon. Or at least these two don't. I give Hikari a look and she nods in understanding. I close my eyes shortly to calm myself, for anger blinds you.

"If you hurt her you'll regret it." I mumble standing down.

I open my eyes to glare at the women. When I get angry I'm no longer the happy chappie everyone knows. So this glare is not like the usually playfully angry one I give. This is a death glare, like I am going to kill you kind of glare. She seemed to get the message because she flinches loosening her grip just enough.

"Now!" I command.

Hikari lunges bitting at the women's hand. The Patrat that was injured before is now gnawing away at the person who was once one of its masters, leg. "Get off me you crazy Pokémon!" the grunt cries flailing about trying to dislodge the angry Pokémon. Letting Bianca go in the process.

She quickly runs over to hide behind me. She puts both hands on my shoulders still shaking but slightly less than before.

"Thanks…" she whispers.

I smile reassuringly "It's okay."

Female grunt manages to pry Hikari free of her hand. I don't know how she did it, Must be the armour she's wearing, And kick Patrat away.

"That's it I'm not going easy on you little children any longer!" female grunt hollers in frustration.

She sends out the Pokémon that everyone seems to have, a Purrloin.

I didn't even know she had any Pokémon. If I did then I would have humiliated her sooner. The thing about team Plasma is they don't care for their Pokémon properly.

They abuse them by the looks of it, if anything. Their ways are evil and their very own Pokémon will turn against them. That is their own fault and will surly play a part in their downfall.

They have no love in their hearts and that is their ultimate weakness.

DUN DUN DUN!

Sorry its so short but trust me it was even shorter before ;)

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